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#goin places#doin things#life is constantly changing and evolving#how beautiful#art#illustration#frog#frog art
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reverse meme call! like this post for me to troll through ur memes tag and send u a couple things. (pls provide the url in replies if it's not in ur pinned post or other pages.)
#meme call.#i have to go pack for a trip soon but!!!!#i will be around even while on vacay#doin things#makin moves#etc etc#so yes let me love u
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[guy who doesnt watch shows voice] yeah ive been meaning to watch that show
#spitblaze says things#i mean i do. but my issue is that i play/watch/read things at a snails pace#and have a bad habit of starting something and never finishing it#so i end up limiting myself#also also adhd doesnt like it when i have to give one thing my undivided attention if its not taking up as much processing power#as something like a video game#doin numbers
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pony off the hook call that off the hoof
#splatoon#off the hook#mlp#myart#cant believe i havent done pony splatoon#probably bc of the cephalopod thing but theyre just gonna b normal ponies im not doin all that
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When you have free time draw killer ai selfships *goes back to work*
#deich be doin art#ihnmaims#am ihnmaims#i have no mouth and i must scream#allied mastercomputer#no kisses for am cuz his screen is dirty#good thing i post stuff at 3am when my brains starts melting and i forget words
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Prompt 314
Danny has discovered something absolutely amazing. While he can’t cook for shit, he can? Actually bake? Really well? Must be those bonding sessions in Long Now with Clockwork making all those cookies and cakes and everything else.
But? This means he can A, actually make himself food, and B, has somehow befriended several more ghosts, including his rogues. Apparently he gave off bedraggled cat vibes when covered in flour. Or they just enjoyed the cupcakes he’d made to look like them in a sleep deprived ferver.
But hey, he even has a decent job while he’s in (online due to medical issues, officially) college at one of the local bakery-cafes. Which means he also gets free coffee, so that’s nice too. Just erm, he might’ve gotten in the habit of handing cookies or other baked goods to anyone trying to attack him.
Look, it’s how he befriended his rogues (Apparently Fright Knight, being the ghost of Autumn, enjoys pumpkin spice cookies, who knew?) and they even continue to visit too.
So really, it’s not his fault that there’s several goonion (honestly Sam will be pleased to learn they’ve got a union) members who are now constantly coming to the bakery. And- okay is that another undead person? Have a cupcake.
#DCxDP#DPxDC#Prompts#Danny giving Solomon Grundy a cupcake: Have a good day :)#Grundy: This small death is now Friend#Danny befriends a few talons via ecto-cookies#Jason who hasn’t even revealed himself to the bats yet visits the cafe from his goons insisting#Yes Danny makes lil cupcakes & cookies of vigilantes & rogues & whatever he sees that day#And he always has a batch of his ex-rogue’s favorites ready#He’s enjoying this not-vigilante and doin school thing it’s peaceful#He’s had enough engineering & is in business & health majors#Along with a bit of medical in the ghost zone#he’s too tired to worry about the criminals forming a mini cult around him#Danny is accidentally acting like an ecto filter via baking stuff
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sorry for my absence
#avm#animation vs minecraft#avm fanart#alan becker#eemiesketch#avm king#avm mango#avm gold#avm oc#I really missed you guys :’)#and I really missed drawing.. let’s see if I can change that B)#I hope y’all are doin swag <3#((side note I’ve been trying to post this thing for like 2 HOURSSS WHY THE HELL MY HOTSPOT SUCK!))
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yo guys i think it’s pretty sweet when Troy smiles at the camera when Abed’s filming ☹️
#trobed fanart#trobed#lets go guys i drew troy n abed again#troy and abed in a documentary !!#parker’s art#community#community nbc#ignore jeff n britta theys doin their thing#yay#gay#hate gay people#grrr#grrrr#jeff winger#troy barnes#abed nadir#britta perry#fanart#digital art#man what else can i tag??#im awesome guys#yeearrghh#I FORGOT TO COLOUR ABED’S HAIR PLEASE IF YOU NOTICED IT WASNT INTENTIONAL
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Holy crap this is like world record breaking pace guys
Speedrun/Time Travel AU masterlist
#speedrun au#one piece#time travel au#op fanart#sabo#monkey d. luffy#portgas d. ace#asl brothers#time travel aus are my favourite trope for any fandom's fanfic#but this especially is why i want it for one piece#because I needed ace to die in canon. luffy NEEDED to get that wake up call and his whole crew NEEDED badly to get stronger#but ace is so much more than just a plot device for luffy... he was a person who was loved by so many people because#he made so many people happy#if luffy and his crew travelled back in time... they wouldn't need to worry anymore about their strength#Ace could live you know....#He could meet sabo while he was an adult#sabo could meet ACE while he was an adult#ALSO SIDE NOTE BUT SABO ALSO REMEMBERS THE TIME TRAVEL SHENANIGANS!!! but def not as well as any of the strawhats#i think the thing he remembers most is what he felt when he regained his memories in the first timeline#u guys... this comic was so vivid in my mind i HAD to draw it out... like i was planning on doin other time travel au comics before#but like I HAD to draw this because i had such intense ASL feelings#I tried to think if Ace would just start cussing sabo out cause like WHY DID YOU LET US THING U WERE DEAD ; - ;??? WHY DIDNT U CONTACT US??#but i think ace is really tired... like he's been worrying about luffy... and suddenly his brother starts uncharacteristically start#full out bawling in his arms... and he's really confused right now but both of his brothers are here and they're both crying#so there's really only one thing he can do#anyways i hope u enjoyed the comic#op spoilers#<- oops forgot to add that my b
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":33< kk look!! build-a-cholerbear!!!"
#my art#homestuck#karkat#nepeta#katnep#karnep#karkat vantas#nepeta leijon#au where alternia is cool and fashionable and kk leaves his house#i hope it reads that she's handing the drink to him. he's not sneaking a sip she's givin it to him#i also hope it looks like a mall it's meant to be a mall#your boy cannot draw lol#dailykatnep if you see this I started drawin this before I knew you were doin a countdown thing#hope I don’t steal your Thunder OTL
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This post by @itsrainingbubbles means too much to me goodbye
#my art#one piece#lawlu#lulaw#law x luffy#luffy x law#trafalgar law#monkey d luffy#one piece bepo#one piece tama#I’m really doin what I should not do this weekend which is yeet things into the ether as soon as I draw them#idc I’m here for the goofs
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POSSIBLY IN MICHIGAN (1983) dir. Cecilia Condit
happy pride to these lesbians in particular
#sharon and janice supremacy#they were really out there doin the damn thing#u cannot talk abt romantic cannibalism without mentioning these two. u simply cannot.................#possibly in michigan#cecilia condit#mine
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Do you actually care about transmascs or do you just like slapping top scars on fictional twinks and talking about boy pussy
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Joel Miller...
makin' gourmet dinner
pickin' up rifle
anxiously pettin' horse
lookin' at papers
torturin'
#joel miller#pedro pascal#the last of us#tlou hbo#the last of us hbo#just joel things#joel doin' stuff
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ok this is filth adjacent but would u ever write a lil blurb or fic about Steve with a gf whose super insecure about her stretch marks and body? And May be she doesn't want to disappoint Steve bc his exes seem prettier
would i ever! i love these type of requests i love ppl getting a little bit of respite and comfort through fic esp in smut! i hope this makes u feel even a little bit hotter babe <3 1.6k, afab!reader, and just filth adjacent sry! MDNI this entire blog is 18+
Steve's mouth is on your neck, his tongue hot where it teases against your skin, and his hands are searching your body with a lustful fervor.
Your head tips back. It's so easy to let him in, let him slide his body closer to yours, to get more of whatever he's giving. The hot press of his mouth on your neck feels damn good enough to make your blood sing—and heat travel between your thighs, wetness beginning to pool.
You want to rub your thighs together, if only for a little relief. Steve's toned thigh between them prevents it. You scrunch his polo between your hands instead, trying to wrestle the courage to slip your hands beneath it.
You're lying back on his bed, propped up lightly by the pile of pillows the two of you had stacked when the evening had begun. The television at the end of the bed runs a film idly in the background, completely unnoticed by this point.
"How we doin'?" Steve's voice rumbles out, barely parting his lips from your skin before he's swooping back in to nip at it again. The bastard.
Your hands flex again, finally mustering the nerve to dive beneath the fabric of his shirt. Steve's warm. You feel the muscles of his tummy shudder as you skim your fingers across it, a pleasurable shiver running down your spine at the trail of hair you can feel leading into his pants. Steve's breath hitches, close to your ear.
He nudges your jaw with his nose lovingly, planting another row of sloppy, wet kisses down the expanse of your neck.
"Hmm," He hums, questioningly. "Still doing good?"
You realise you hadn't exactly answered him and something glows in your chest at his insistent checks. Extremely reluctantly, you manage to drag your hands away from his torso, shifting them up to subtly nudge his face out the curve of your neck.
Steve's eyes dart up to your face as he pulls himself back, his expression turning dopey the moment your hands cup his jaw. His cheeks are flushed ruby and his hair has been mussed in all his steamy motions. He looks fucking delicious.
You kiss him — surging up to connect your mouths, warmth exploding in your chest and trickling down, down when Steve responds with a revere hunger. His plush lips scrape against yours filthily, his tongue always so perfectly teasing. You're gasping for air when you pull away.
"So good," You say breathily, finally answering the question.
Steve takes a moment longer to register what you've said—but that dopey look crosses his face the moment he does.
He plants his hands on the bed and shifts his weight back, sitting back on his heels. His thigh is still situated right between yours and you have to shove down the lustful urge to grind against it, lazy pleasure still pooling low in your gut. Though you're pretty sure Steve wouldn't oppose the idea.
Chest heaving lightly, you watch as Steve reaches for the edges of his polo and tugs upwards. It comes off in one smooth motion and you're rewarded with a fine sight. You're pretty sure your mouth actually waters in response. Tan chest, scattered moles, the smattering of hair. Oh god, you want to lick him.
Something in your face must give away your train of thought because Steve laughs. He leans back down, one hand moving to your waist, and nuzzles his nose against yours. He steals a kiss from your lips.
"See somethin' you like?" He says, the smirk evident in his tone. You feel like you might vibrate out of your skin.
"Shut up," You aim for fiesty and fall far, far short. You sound on the verge of a whine when you say, "You know I do."
Steve grins wider. His hand on your waist tucks under your shirt seamlessly, his thumb drawing maddening circles into the skin. Your breath catches, even as your arousal hikes.
"What about you?" He whispers the question between his kisses as he mouths along your jaw again, finding that same damn spot on your neck again. It'll be violet coloured by the morning. "Do I get to see something I'll like?"
He's asking permission. It takes a long moment to realise that—too distracted between the touch of his fingertips skating across your skin and the addicting feel of his lips against your pulse.
You nod without thinking.
Steve pulls your shirt up no more than a few inches before your brain catches back up. Your hand moves abruptly, grabbing his hand and yanking it and your shirt back down in a split second.
Steve's halting in an instant, pulling back from working lovebites on your neck to see what he's done wrong. There's a string of spit connecting his lips to your neck.
Steve frowns in concern, shifting his hand up wipe his mouth with the back of his hand, as he makes an effort to put a little distance between you.
"You okay?" He asks. You're still holding his wrist, which is still holding the edge of your shirt. "What happened?"
Your mouth opens uselessly and closes. You know precisely why you had stopped him and now you're facing up with the fact you have to tell him, lest Steve believe you're actually having second thoughts over being with him.
It's just... you've probably spent far too many hours in the mirror. You've seen it from every angle. Seen it in every lighting. You can't quite ever seem to make your body look good.
You don't look like any of the girls Steve's been with in the past.
Comparison is killer, you're aware of this, but infuriatingly you just can't seem to stop. You think of what Steve will see the moment he gets your shirt off, what he'll realise, and your hand tightens around his wrist subconsciously. Your throat tightens up too.
Steve's face melts into a softer expression, eyes big. "Hey, hey, it's totally fine if you said one thing and- and you realise that you didn't mean it, it's okay."
Words continue to evade you and humiliatingly, it feels more likely that tears will escape you before any explanation will. He's being so nice.
"But..." Steve continues, his tone wary as if aware he's treading on uneven ground. "You seemed like you were into it. Like, comfortable, I mean. Then it was like a flip switched and you froze."
"I-" You finally find your voice. You clear your throat as you try to find the right words, breaking Steve's intense gaze to study the ceiling.
This is worse. This has got to be worse that just Steve taking your shirt off and being disappointed because— because you're goddamn building up to it. Your eyes screw shut and you decide it's better to rip the band-aid off.
"I'm just," You can't quite keep the quiver out of your voice. "I'm not like- like girls you've dated before."
Steve makes a noise of confusion and it's enough to force your eyes open. You glance down, taking in Steve's adorably furrowed brow.
"Okay...?" He says, clearly still a bit confused.
"I mean, Steve," You say, voice a little steadier. Your hand around his wrist finally remembers to relax.
You release the hold on him and tuck your hand under your shirt discretely, covering the skin of your stomach you know is warped with stretch marks. "I don't look like the girls you've dated before. My- my body is different."
The wrinkle between Steve's brow shifts, moving from confused to something a little harsher.
"So?"
You blink. Of all the possibilities that you had run, not one of them had ended with Steve saying that.
"So?" You echo meekly. "So... so you might be like, I don't know, disappointed or think—mfh"
The words get smushed beneath Steve's fervent kiss, stealing one kiss off your lips and all your words with it. You blink up at him again, all your endless arguments of why Steve would be so disappointed suddenly silenced.
Steve grins, evidently pleased with his reaction.
Tentatively, moving slowly so you could intervene if you wished, he drags his hand along the sheets and onto your hip again. This time, however, he pushes the fabric of your shirt up and doesn't pause til it's bunched up, most of your torso on show.
Your nerves gather, gnawing at the edges of your chest. You can't bring yourself to move the hand that's trying to hide part of you, even if a dozen other stretch marks are visible now.
Then Steve leans down and he kisses your skin, right in the middle of your tummy.
"I think," He says, lips dragging across your skin and setting it aflame. He's looking up at your through his lashes, your gazes locked, his eyes dark. Another kiss, this time longer, with just a flash of tongue. "You're hot shit."
Instinct makes you want to scoff. But Steve says it so seriously that you almost believe him off the bat. Believe that he believes that.
He lowers himself onto his elbows, letting both of his large hands settle onto your waist, fingers pressing into the skin lightly. You shiver at the feeling and start to consider the possibility that he actually does think that.
"And I will gladly," He punctuates the word with another kiss, this one evolving into a soft, sensual lick up towards your breasts which peak lustfully in response. Your breath hitches. "Spend all the time needed if you need some convincing of that."
His hands move, sliding down til he's gently knocking yours aside, big warms hands spread across your hips. His thumbs are moving, drawing soft motions down, you realise, towards your waistband. Your pulse jumps between your legs, the heat in your body uncaring about the brief interruption.
Steve kisses your tummy again, further down this time. You acutely realise you've got Steve Harrington between your thighs, looking up at you with darkened eyes and promising filthy things with his fingers. Or mouth. Both if you're lucky.
"So," Steve murmurs, voice raspy and low. His thumbs slip beneath your waistband, just an inch. "You gonna let me convince you?"
You're feeling pretty damn lucky.
#[months w no posting] HOW WE DOIN!!!?#kidding i did put up a hiatus post im allowed to not post#actually im allowed to not post anyways lol BUT N E WAYS#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington#steve x reader#steve harrington smut#steve harrington x reader smut#jay writes#steve x you#steve x you smut#steve smut#steve x reader smut#stranger things#i actually like this one quite a bit!#took me... just over an hour and half which im miffed by#it was supposed to be me warmup for other writing#alas its my gift for u guys! hope u have not forgotten me#i forgive u if u did#mwah
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fish x mammal yuri
#kewpie's art#fishwoman#shark#cat#she’s doin the thing where you slowly put your arm on someone’s shoulders#but she’s really nervous about it
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