#fooled ya

[ivetried27nameswhataboutthis1]

Enid: Mom, Dad, I’m a lesbian.

Esther: Oh no.

Murray: Does that mean, what I think it means?

Enid: What?

Murray: Will you abandon the pack to run away with this Wednesday kid and…

Enid: And?

Esther: *whispers* …and adopt a bunch of cats?

Enid: Yes, I will.

Murray: It’s unnatural!!! Werewolves and *gags* cats. It cannot be!

Esther: *crying* My little girl is gonna go to hell. No, no, no.

Enid: Why would I go to hell?

Esther: Because cats are treacherous evil things, that attract the devil with their pure existence!

Enid: I really thought you would be more hung up on the gay thing…

Esther: *sobbing* How do I deserve this?

Murray: *screaming in the distance* NOT THE CATS!

[tragicotps]

[ackalice]

Happy new year

First activity for the year: get sick

believe it or not it wasn’t from alcohol

Or sparkling cider which I actually drink

[kotdish]

[zibiscusloon]

So called “free thinkers” the second Tumblr gives us cat paws

..BOOP!

[nymika-arts]

@ everyone who ever said 911 was queerbaiting lol

[emil1863]

WRONG.

[coulsart]

@venomous-qwille The opulence! The excess!

[misteria247]

Fully convinced that Stanford Pines could kill a man with his bare hands

[loganslowdown4]

‘That you sometimes (un)knowingly act like your sides when you are alone…’

Oh Tommy, I see you

😂🤖

[beatcroc]

what kind of frivolity would you engage in, mecha?

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[brosif40]

Magma Bills part 2

[dawnbreakersgaze]

Anyone else ever think about how utterly wrecked Dawnbreaker would look the first time you touched him?

The truest definition of touch starved- he's waited years to feel your hands on him, dreaming of it every night since he was old enough to desire such things. He's not the proper and stoic Dr. Zayne you're used to, all practiced hands and measured breaths.

No, he is years worth of yearning and desire, trembling fingers almost hidden underneath the sheer force of his need to finally- FINALLY taste you. And it's almost imperceptible, the sigh that escapes him when your lips first meet, but the soft groans that follow when you bite at his lower lip confirm it was not your imagination.

His grip is one that borders on bruising; he's terrified you'll slip through his grasp. The vagaries of his dreams have left him so desperate for your affection that his body follows every slight twist or shift you make with absolute precision. His foggy mind still sharp enough to count every single point of contact between you, keeping a mental tally of how many places your physical beings become one.

Let your mouth plant and purchase down his neck, suck and bite and tend to the skin that makes him gasp and shudder. Drag your nails down the peaks and valleys of his chest and feel him vibrate and shiver; hooded eyes alight with all the need of a flame grasping for its only source of fuel. Listen carefully for every hiss and moan as they pull through him; each sound the little spark that threatens to call forth the avalanche that could bury you both. They're all throaty and pulled from behind his teeth, his brows pinched upwards as his eyes pull shut to focus on the searing heat of your touch that brands him as yours.

Feel as his cool, firm fingers find their way to the back of your neck and shoulder to knead and grip, curling around your pulse point to ground himself. He needs every reassurance you're real. Every heartbeat, every kiss, every touch, every soft word whispered against his skin that causes ripples of goosebumps to flood him- all of these are moments that will both sustain and haunt him in the days ahead.

Dark hair dusts acoss his eyes as you momentarily force yourself apart from him to stop and admire your work- and oh boy, what a work of art you've made. The expanse of his chest, littered with scars and lip given bruises, rises and falls with the strain of your activity. Jaw slack, to let saliva wetted kiss swollen lips pant. His honey and clover eyes burn and bore into you as you appreciate the masterpiece before you, and you know you've finally experienced what it means to create like the Gods.

[monstermonger]

Small update!

So, I'm extremely amazed and lucky to have gotten lots of support on my art lately.. thank you so much ;; Admittedly I'm pretty behind on looking at the notifs, and notably for asks: i want to answer them all in a single post, so it will be a little longer til there's a response there. I appreciate the patience :")

Lots more art incoming as well, I just like to spread my pieces out a bit.

Thank you. Hope you're well :"D

[tsuchinokoroyale]

I’m str8 now btw no more gay shit for me only heterosexual appreciation of these pics is allowed

Yes she is my wife please don’t tell Disney

[youngmoviemaker]

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