#does that make him a dilf

[dailymothanon]

You’re art is so good I want to eat it. Could you draw Massachusetts?

Yeah maybe I did end up using him for color practice 😾 but it was nice I think! Very inspired by @alaskasbignaturals posts of him 😌 i did end up pizzazzing him a bit tho

[sxmbrr]

My Vampire the Masquerade character, “Dante” Kim.

[sunnibits]

does anybody need some soft jarthur in these trying times

[revvlation]

"I am not those men. I am Salahuddin. Salahuddin."

[saturnniidae]

I absolutely Despise beard Hiccup. It's like they were sooo afraid of twink death they just pasted an ugly ass beard onto his younger face and also. The haircut??? What the FUCK is that ugly ass bob. How do ppl find epilogue Hiccup attractive. he is NOT a dilf, he's repulsive.

[sincericida]

ANDREW GARFIELD

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[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price - The Red Skelton Hour; Climb Upon My Knee Dummy Boy (1968)

[askinkiskarma]

avatar 1 jake or avatar 2 jake and why

don't mind me, i'm just gonna -

avatar 1 jake is bbg, and i love him and he's a good time, but the shit i would let (and need) dilf!jake to do to me is unending, immoral and honestly should probably be illegal

[djsherriff-responses]

”How is Bullfrog more gay than the main character-“

Is he though? is just because Bullfrog is French?

[darkenforcer]

@innerbeast

spirale's colorless makeover be damned, yuri could make it to his partner's home blindfolded. not that he'd ever try, but the point stands.

while there is a reason behind the visit, stumbling on dar tending to his chocobo has him a tad distracted (the man sporting a fitting red-orange, stark against the white beach). saves him from knocking, which is a perk, but the cozy scene leaves the swordsman with more unfiltered fuzz than he'd typically know what to do with. luckily, dar clues in on his presence before the feeling can be tread very far.

"took you long enough," he greets with a chuckle, an easy -- frankly, unabashed -- smile left behind... one that turns sheepish as chirps set off within his vest.

"one sec-- hey, knock it off! what'd i say about digging your nails into me?" it's a chide that only makes sense once he unveils... a bird! raggedy lil' guy, too-- big head, patchy feathers (magenta, thanks to yuri), and grumpy, to top it all of.

"soo, funny coincidence," he starts, giving bibidi a nod, "guess who's stuck with this thing thanks to aury being a cold-hearted creep again? figured i could use some tips, get a good look at your hue while i'm at it... win-win, right? for me, anyway."

[toutallyahoe]

e2 gallagher will be the bane of my existence

[isdalinarhot]

Lighteyed vorin people not doing mixed drinks + Brandon Sanderson knowing Jack shit about alcohol rules because it means Dalinar’s drink of choice is 100 proof vodka straight from the bottle

[landwriter]

Hob just like love missing scenes?? do tell :)

He’s blond. That’s the first thing Hob notices, when the stranger - not his Stranger, just the lowercase sort, comes and sits down next to him. Thank Christ, he thinks, he couldn’t cope with some raven-haired beauty, not tonight. Maybe not for a few decades. Maybe he oughta move to, to bloody Finland or somewhere.

“Rough night?” asks the stranger. He sounds like a cowboy out of a Hollywood film.

Hob tries to smile and winces instead. “That obvious, am I?”

The man smiles. His teeth are white and perfect. He’s dressed in a cream suit and wearing coal-black sunglasses in the middle of the night, indoors. He’s the most American thing Hob has ever seen.

“Nah,” the lowercase stranger drawls. “I just wanted an excuse to come over. Drink to our troubles?”

Hob blinks. He’d started twelve hours ago with beer, which turned to wine, then whisky, then bitter disappointment and a cab ride here, and now more whisky, except it’s hideously expensive and he’s too deep in his cups to appreciate it. And he still knows he’s being hit on.

“Hob,” he says, and holds out his hand. The stranger takes it, and his grip is firm and cool. He momentarily forgets that he’s supposed to get a name in return. “What are you drinking tonight, mate?”

The stranger smiles again, long and slow this time, and lust slithers into Hob’s gut, settling comfortably atop the mess of misery below. “Well, whatever you’re buying.”

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all I've done for it so far! but really want to cover Corinthian's accidental use of Hob's "Life is so rich" line - here's my notes for the rest of this:

hob’s reaction, etc- his suspicion, smelling the death, wanting annihilation, knowing something is STRANGE about him. maybe even in earlier section - hob sensing he’s dangerous. poss the Corinthian offers a fake name. poss the name is like, randomly chosen, and a few minutes later hob notices it’s from a drink behind the bar, or on the cocktail menu, Usual Suspects style. immediately sobers up best he can. assessing situation, assuming he is a Dangerous Man, and thinking, perfect. a fuck and maybe a fight. then later, kissing, finding the dagger, and being honestly incredibly turned on, knowing he was right.

I think it could be a super fun and hot drabble and I really wanna jump into Hob's fresh-off-1989 mindset here because it's surely INSANE

[lucaswarmhotchocolate]

I love the fact that the only woman on the team who’s good with kids is Emily… like if you handed JJ a child she would hold it at arms length and panic, garcia would get flustered and flounder everywhere and like assume she’s gonna kill this kid by accident. Elle would be like “so… you want some apple juice?” and probably get herself a glass of wine or smth. Like Garcia would be a good Fun Aunt at least but Elle and JJ are very much boomer dads. Emily is seriously the only one who both has the vibes of someone who is good with kids and canonically does a good job with the children she works with.

[biguyonline]

Down astronomically bad for Toji-sama

[karokawwo]

zzz 1.2 is next week please god let the drip marketing be big daddy 🙏🙏🙏