#flush him

[wormonastringsfurbies]

To flush him or to spare him

[chsuart]

spare him?

[xeymol]

Some rainworld doodles to feed my hunger for shitposts

Also a colorized version of the Saint one because it’s my favorite💀

(The scug singing firework is Hunter btw, just saying that because it’s hard to tell lol)

[sketchmage]

[synoo]

ART DUMPP

↑↑ Sketches :>>

HIS HAIR WAS A LIKE THE ALL THE LEVELS OF HELL- I SKBEKSBSJWNS

[pure-auspex]

Excited for Squeaky Clean Sprint!

[conqueeftador]

hey, hi, guess what. awsten and i both forgot out one year anniversary because we were too busy celebrating waterparks being in the top 40. anyway, you know the drill.

awsten, happy one year (and 8 days because we’re fucking idiots).

life truly is all shades of sunshine since i met you. i have the biggest, dumbest, stupidest fucking crush on you and i hope that feeling never goes away. my heart still beats differently when you enter the room. you make me see life in a different light. you make life easier. you make life lighter. i love being cat parents with you and i am so happy (and excited) to do forever with you. who knew one year (and 8 days) ago that we’d be here - married with our lil babies (lego, bidet, and the criminal), looking for a place to settle and to spend our future. forever sounds so beautiful with you.

i love you. 

[data-expunged-0]

reveals self SURPRISE its me i left the ask -leo

[everchased]

at least it'll be wonderful while it lasts.

(a little post-game downtime discussion, when they have the time and space to talk about these things. also in my canon, scratch gets to stay. :/)

[domwitch]

Shy boy who gets a lil drunk at a party and snuggles up next to you all night, he can't help but wrap his arms around you and bury his face in the crook of your neck, whining about how you don't give him enough attention and to pet his head more :33

[seiwas]

you wear katsuki’s clothes to bed.

among all your cotton and silk pajamas, you prefer the thinning fabric of his faded tees. there are holes in some of them, just a few more seams away from their undoing as they fit far too large on you—but that’s why you love them.

they’re comfy and worn; lived in with love from the man that you love. when katsuki is gone for days or weeks at a time, you find his warmth intertwined within the threads of his t-shirts. when the fabric presses against your back, the bed doesn’t feel nearly as empty as it is.

(though it can never replace him. nothing can, you fear.)

“hoggin’ all my shirts,” he tuts, but you know it means nothing. the roll of white fabric is neatly folded unto itself, its crisp corners unfurling once handed over.

you giggle, shaking off its folds and fitting the hem right over your head. from the corner of your eye, you see katsuki’s gaze, watching you wrangle the fabric over you as the towel wrapped around your body slowly drops to the floor.

he turns away then, a little too quickly, a little too abruptly. if you look at him now, you’re sure you’ll find flushed cheeks and crimson eyes burning in shame for wanting you so inopportunely.

“guess you’ll just have to take me with it then.”

[katoros]

[dipperscavern]

cregan's size kink is insaneeeew. ik u mentioned how big he is compared to jace. in all senses. like he just wants to protect u in his big arms and to feel your frame against his. his sweet little girl. this big brutish man of the north and his pretty princess. gods.

HELLOOOOOOOOOO ATLANTA (anon referencing this)

CREGAN SIX E KINN CRHEAN KSIZE KINK

i am chewing at the walls ily ily ily omg okay so. cregan is big. he’s big, burly, and brooding (it’s the stark blood). i just KNOW the size difference between you would drive him crazy. whenever your hand is on his bicep as you walk around, he has to physically stop himself from glancing at it. because if he does, he won’t be able to focus for the rest of the day. your hand is almost hidden by the furs of his cloak, but from what he can see, you aren’t even close to wrapping fully around his bicep. your hands are so small, and he’s so big, muscles thick & honed that are firm under your touch.

he has this innate urge to shield your body with his. like on your way traveling to the wall, you stop at inns for the night, and sometimes, they aren’t in the best places. walking in to see few crooks and people that cling to the walls, looking around them as if expecting to be surprised by something anytime soon. and seeing you, a sweet, pretty thing — wife to lord cregan stark of winterfell walk in quickly grabs their attention. has them smiling, licking their lips & sitting back in their chairs, spreading their legs wide. instead of next to him, cregan has you behind him fully. anyone that wants to think about getting a glimpse of you has to look past the thick wall of muscle in front of you first. he holds your hand tight, using it to pull you & keep you flush against him.

& when you finally get to the wall, it’s freezing. the cold gnaws at your bones in a way you could never fathom until now, but cregans done this dance before. as you stand on the platform that overlooks beyond the wall, cregan sees your shiver. he crowds your space, blocking the wind with himself. he shares his heat with you, and you lean against him. his arms wrap around you, and you’re grateful to have your northman all to yourself.

[valberryventi]

what would i give to have zayne lie down on my chest right now. i know it would usually be the opposite where you'd lie down on his chest, hearing steady heartbeat going erratic at the touch of your fingers, and then placing a chaste kiss on his lips. but the other way around?

oh god. hes the softest and luckiest man alive. it's his turn to bask in your warmth, to listen to your steady heartbeat become erratic at the strumming of his fingers on your skin. and you, in turn, have a personal weight and (slightly cold) comforter on you that eventually brings you to sleep. it's also easier for him to pepper kisses on your neck (to which you laugh at because it gets ticklish).

you'd wake up in the calm of each other's embrace, limbs tangled together, time suspended in your bedroom.

[werepuppy-steve]

married steddie but they don't live a super lavish life. they're dirt poor, living in a small house at the end of a dead end road that they rent off one of wayne's buddies. steve's a manager at walmart along with robin. eddie's main job is welding but he also does tattooing on the side, so they host a lot of tattoo parties for their friends every other weekend.

there's music and beer and laughing. eddie always asks steve, "you want a new one, baby?" bc all of steve's tattoos have been done by eddie. he won’t let anyone else near him with a gun. eddie doesn’t give him giant ones, only ones that take up a small-ish patch of skin.

inevitably, there's always teasing from their friends. "we gotta pay for ours, how come you ain't charging him, huh?"

to which steve answers, after snagging eddie's beer from his hand and taking a swig and winking, "oh, don't worry, i'll pay him later tonight."

their friends hoot and holler at eddie's flustered grin as steve smacks a kiss to his cheek.

[justaz]

im a slut for post magic reveal arthur (& knights) thinking merlin has like. a smidge of magic. like he can get stains out of clothes or warm food and baths but OBVIOUSLY merlin can’t fight. that’s ridiculous. merlin doesn’t correct this notion for whatever reason - perhaps it’s best that people think that so when they’re all in danger, he isn’t registered as a threat so he can protect his silly lil guys. ofc his silly lil guys realize that they were wrong bc the bad guys get a lil too close to hurting arthur and merlin is like “nope! fights over!!” and annihilates them