#ego vs ego

[drowned-hubris]

Random thing I’ve been thinking about: Creepypastas meeting Matt hubris or the canon BEN

[frostluvrs]

ray and top hashing it out by trying to intimidate each other and them being impressed by each other doing it is sending me real bad

[crowlls]

Take me with you

Robotnik's huge green face jumpscare under the cut

I felt like I needed to share this one I luv his crazy ass

[izzyzalezbian]

[p1ctur3]

@octdl-lee

Random captive TDL au lore dump and some behind the scenes stuff since you asked so nicely :]

Dark in captivity

victim did use dark as a way to train and get the mercs and him used to the box

victim and agent (i would probably explore their dynamic in this au also, mitsi would haunt this narrative because yes)

some behind the scenes things

additional art

[kalcifers-blog]

Angsty SunSpell anyone ?

Possessed Marvin my beloved,,,,,

[thetruequeenoftheabyss]

Two posts in one day?? Yes becasue as I was playing Slime Rancher 2 today I rembered the ego slime series I did ages ago. Back then I drew Dark with some mosaic and monochrome quantum slimes. But now! Theres literal Shadow and Twin slimes! Which are perfect for Dark so I just had to redraw that original drawing with them.

Og and process shots under the cut

[blue-thief]

problematic/possibly irredeemable characters they could never make me hate you because me liking you is not a reflection of my real life morals + isn't synonymous with me excusing your actions

[moonshynecybin]

i do think it would be kinda funny watching the honda racing corporation try and brat tame jorge martin

[but-i-want-to-live-with-you]

I know it's been said many times before, but I just can't get over Britt Lower's acting, because it's SO GOOD. This is true for a lot of reasons, but specifically I'm blown away by the subtleties in her portrayal of Helena.

The way you can immediately tell something is off when Helena replaces Helly? The way Helena and Helly are able to be read as distinctly different characters just by their body language and tone? The way you can see hesitance in Helena's eyes whenever she feels vulnerable? The look on her face when she entered the elevator and turned control of her body over? The way she speaks down to Helly like a scolding mother? The way her smiles are wider than Helly's, yet less happy? The sputter of her laugh when she just couldn't hold it in anymore? The monologues she gives with just her face? Her stiffness and cool control contrasted against Helly's bold carelessness?

Peak acting all around. I'm obsessed.

[beautifullittlefool1999]

Why does Luke move almost like a tweaker idk but something about him just ain’t right!!!

[harbingersglory]

Hello, could I have transfem Signora x fem!reader smut? Any scenario is fine, just need dom Signora railing me 😩

{☆} characters la signora {☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader, dom la signora, transfem la signora {☆} warnings 18+ content, restraints, temperature play, face fucking, degradation, pet play

There's a moment of silence that lingers for far too long, the cold nipping at your exposed skin until you feel shivers wrack your body. You squirm instinctively, seeking out the fading warmth of the thick furs laid out beneath you, yet finding nothing but the cold that chills you to your bones. You can't even see, your eyes covered by black fabric, silk tying your arms together behind your back.

It's almost torturous waiting like this. Your knees sink further into the fur as you lean your weight forward slightly, exhaling a shaky breath. You begin to wonder if Signora left you there– maybe you'd annoyed her earlier and she was punishing you. You hoped not. She wasn't known for being lenient when it came to punishments.

But the brush of her fingers along your jawline squashed that fear, your breath hitching as her thumb glided over your throat, the heat of her skin making you shudder. The contrast of the cold room, of your freezing body, to the unnatural heat that simmers beneath her skin is immense– your knees would have definitely buckled if you hadn't been kneeling already.

"Did you think I'd left you here all alone? You're shaking like a dog." The soft, biting lilt was nothing more than a murmur, but for you it was impossible not to hear the pleased tone beneath the roughness of her voice. Your heart leaps into your throat when her fingers trace back up along your jawline, lifting your head and tilting it back just enough to be uncomfortable.

You open your mouth to speak, but your words are silenced by her thumb slipping past your lips instead– you don't fight back, even though the sudden intrusion catches you off guard enough you almost bite her finger instead. You almost consider doing it anyway, but she's so rarely in a good mood it feels rude to spoil it.

"Pets don't speak until they're told," She chides, pressing down on your tongue slightly and laughing at the way you almost choke in surprise. "And I don't remember giving you permission."

You can only manage a garbled whine in response, your face burning in embarrassment– but it's quickly silenced by the click of her tongue and the creak of the old chair you know sits by the fireplace, her thumb sliding out between your lips to drag you closer. Close enough to feel the rush of heat across your skin as your cheek is pressed against her thigh, her hands resting on the back of your head. You can't see it, but you sure can imagine the smug smile that must be tugging at her lips right about now.

"Let's see about fixing your little disobedient streak, darling." She murmurs, digging her nails into your scalp and tugging you even closer, the furs beneath you doing little to prevent the ache in your knees from kneeling. But you don't complain– you know what she wants, and you want it too. "Open."

Like the dog she seems so fond of treating you as, you listen– you're not as surprised this time when her fingers fill your mouth, forcing it open even further until you can feel the saliva collecting and dribbling down your chin. She doesn't seem to mind, even laughing at how pitiful you probably look, drooling all over her fingers.

But Signora is a hard woman to satisfy, and this will hardly do anything other then work her up enough to really break you in. You can just barely hear the rustle of fabric over your heartbeat, gloved hands tugging you closer and forcing you to press right up against the edge of the chair. It's almost uncomfortable, the way the chair presses against your chest, but she always has you teetering on that fine edge.

"Perhaps you can be trained after all." Signora's voice is like a balm, the heat of her body driving away the cold and urging you impossibly closer, until you feel her hand guide you down just as her fingers slip out of your mouth again– right up until you feel her cock against your cheek. "Show me that you can be obedient, mutt, and maybe I'll let you sit on my lap."

You know she's just dangling a treat just out of reach, but you can't help but reach for it anyway.

Your tongue drags across the underside of her cock, so slow you can hear the hiss that rattles in her chest halfway between pleasure and impatience. You take your time anyway, lingering until you reach the tip and press a kiss against it. You almost wish you could see her face, but she's never been fond of expressing anything outwardly when you can see it– just the idea of her brows furrowed, of her face flush and her lip caught between her teeth..it's enough.

It's not hard to imagine it anyway when the heat grows hotter, nearly turning the room into an oven before she catches herself. You aren't stupid enough to mention it, but your smile must be enough, because a low growl makes you shiver– so you drag your tongue from the base to the tip again, revel in the way it throbs beneath your tongue. For a moment you almost have something like control, your saliva dripping down her aching cock as you lap at it like a mutt.

But you're both growing impatient– the sharp click of her nails against the chairs arms makes you shudder, urging you to lift yourself up just enough to wrap your lips around the head with a muffled groan. You consider dragging it out just a moment longer, just to see if you can get her to whine, but she knows you better then you do– before you can even blink, her hand shoves you down. You, predictably, gag. Your throat burns from the stretch, but it's not unpleasant, eased by the pleasured hiss that tumbles from her lips. Signora at least has the mercy to let you get used to it for a moment before she drags you back up, the emptiness in your throat making you whine before she's shoving her cock back down your throat. Your eyes sting with unshed tears, your own sounds of pleasure muffled and garbled as she does it again– and again.

"Finally quiet, mutt?" She laughs, but it's strained– her voice quivers slightly as she fucks your throat like your nothing but a toy to her, drool dribbling down your chin and tears staining the blindfold. "If I knew it was this easy to shut you up, I'd have done it a long time ago."

You so badly want to do something, but with your hands tied behind your back and her fucking your face so rough, so fast, you can barely even think..there's not much you can do but let her, your cunt clenching around nothing. You really hope she wasn't lying about that reward, for once. You're practically dripping on her floor while she uses you, just barely able to squeeze your thighs together for a fraction of friction.

It only serves to make you more desperate, though.

"Fuck– or maybe you're too stupid to know better. You'd just let any pretty woman with a cock use you," Her breathing was getting heavier, more strained, but her grip on your hair didn't relent. Neither did the harsh thrust of her hips, her cock constantly hammering into your throat until you felt dizzy. "You're lucky I'm even willing to train a mutt like you."

Your mind starts to feel fuzzy, the words blending together until she digs her nails into your scalp and forces you down again– and keeps you there. You nearly gag again when you feel her shudder, her cock throbbing in your mouth as her cum spills down your throat, your hands straining against the silk binding them together. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, nostrils flaring and your body tensing– you don't even realize you'd briefly lost consciousness until your find yourself on her lap, rather then on your knees, her hands brushing the strands of hair stuck to your face with sweat out of your eyes.

It's the most gentle she's been all night– and likely as gently as she will be tonight. You lean into her touch anyway, groaning softly and shuddering at the taste of her on your tongue mixed with her cock throbbing against your thigh.

"I'm not done yet, darling. Did you think I'd let you get away with a little light training?" She laughs, cupping your jaw and pressing a kiss that's far too gentle to your cheek, the warmth of her body almost suffocating– but you welcome it, like you always do.

So you nod, smiling drowsily and spreading your legs like a good pet should.

[ofjonsafame]

What an insufferable prick omg.

This scene with Luke really cemented for me how horrible he was. Nick never uses June’s suffering as a weapon, he just does what he can to alleviate it, whenever he can.

Luke wants some big come to Jesus moment of sorrow from June. It’s kinda sick honestly. Like yeah it’s crazy but it’s normal for her now, and he STILL wasn’t getting how serious the danger was. All he wanted to do was talk about how it made him feel.

Anyone who has suffered knows the worst thing is hearing people say that your suffering also made others suffer, which is basically what he’s saying to her here.

Yeah the situation is bad and sucks, you don’t need to point out the obvious?! Unreal.

Luke is the type of person I can’t stand, he’s a wallower, he does nothing but insists on feeling bad for himself and non stop explaining why this is an unfair scenario for them to be in. He’s all talk, no action, all bravado, no strength of character. It’s all about what it feels like to HIM, how crazy it is to HIM, how hard it is to see her locked up for HIM, and in the final season, see look at HIM you underestimated him.

Insufferable through and through, truly.

In comparison, Nick knows that June has suffered beyond what he can possibly imagine, and doesn’t need to provoke her wounds. He suffers but never says anything (other than the single time), he just acts. He hates what she goes through but knows that him bringing it up and pounding into her how terrible her situation is will only add fuel to the fire. Especially for someone like June, she needs action, words only make it worse for her.

I hate essentially everything Luke does to be honest, starting from his very first introduction. People use the holly thing as some gotcha card but like what was he going to do? I mean Emily basically dropped the kid on his doorstep. Forgive me for not finding that to be the pinnacle of manhood and sacrifice.

Nick’s motivation is always to help June, to make her feel better, less trapped, more calm. It has nothing to do with him, her seeing his achievements, or proving himself. He doesn’t give a fuck about any of that. Because he knows how serious this is.

Lukes motive is always to prove himself, show how useful he can be, be a ‘man’ as he so degradingly puts it.

Selfishness VS selflessness.

[theogclownboy]

age regression request list

these are the things I take requests for if you wanna know my head cannons or art (i may add more later) Also if anyone is up for art trades im completely open for it. Also rp stuff with my OCS is okay with me but keep things sfw.

my OCs

OCs with other characters

Dan vs

Hazbin hotel

Helluva boss

MLP

Tadc

Welcome home

Scott Pilgrim (show, game, comic, and movie)

Good omens

Sander sides

Dhmis

Sally face

Bluey

Wander over yonder

Camp camp

Cuphead (game and show)

Brandon Rogers characters

Markiplier characters

Jacksepticeye characters

Centaurworld

Paswg

Adventure time

Beetlejuice (cartoon or musical, not movie)

Y/n stuff

Nimona (book and movie)

Animaniacs

Animal crossing

Heathers (musical or movie)

Stuffed animals

Green eggs and ham

Care bears

Sam and Max

Night in the woods

SpongeBob (I will do human designs)

Wild kratts

An extremely goofy movie

Inside out 2

Pokemon

Emojis/ reaction stuff (idk what it's called)

Fairly oddparents

Total drama Island (only season 1 cast)

Deadpool and wolverine

Chikn nuggit

Mr plant and Argos

Muppets

Ducktales

Fursonas/animal ocs

Looney tunes

Mha

Dogman

Encanto

Sonic

Wordgirl

Epic the musical

Mr ring a ding

Fnaf but only sun and moon

Date everything

Bendy and the ink machine

The amazing world of gumball

Steven universe

[darthkote]

Maul: and... This is supposed to help me.. how?

Obi-Wan: *remains cross-legged and quiet beside him*

Maul: Kenobi? *starting to open his eyes*

Obi-Wan: keep them shut and stop thinking so much. You're being quite loud, you know.

Maul: *growls before reattempting to quiet his mind* I told you this isn't my thing.

Obi: no, you just haven't given yourself enough grace. Try again.

[kalcifers-blog]

Sunspell !!!!!