#get blended bitch

[shady-kittys]

Okay but like the whole blending herself together with the Winter King just makes so much sense, she's only the madness of the crown.

She doesn't feel whole because it's only madness without its maker. The only thing she is missing is the wearer, the supposed to be bearer of the curse.

Like if I were the madness that laid within the crown I would also go to any measure to be reunited with my wearer. If dating and marriage is refused I too would just decide to blend myself with my user. I wouldn't be whole, I'm just the curse without the body I'm meant to be in. Blended we are right, apart we are just wrong.

[crsssie]

Dreaming of College Roommate!Leon

college roommate!Leon who dorms with you because the two of you happened to have selected to be okay with co-ed dorming and the university wanted to test it out

college roommate!Leon who tries his best to stick to his own, polite nods sent in your direction as you send the same back, nodding back when you give him a little wave when you get home

college roommate!Leon who catches a glance at the upper skin of your thighs when you tiptoe to reach for something, flushing red immediately as he snaps his neck to turn the other way, trying his best to stay respectful of the shared space. He'd hate to ruin it for you

college roommate!Leon who is forced to pick you up at the strike of two because you got hammered at a party — stealing you away from whatever fratboy was about to get his hands on you

college roommate!Leon who would rather die than admit that the warmth of your skin and breath was enough to have him lose his mind and flush red

college roommate!Leon who holds both of your wrists with a hand as you reach to pull him in, certain that you should be sober to do anything with him even if you were muttering about how much you needed him

college roommate!Leon who receives his thanks from you rather... kindly.

"Can't believe you're letting me... do this." Leon whispers, hand spreading over the small of your back as he pushes into you, breath caught in his throat as he sinks into you, heart racing in his ears as you exhale with him.

"Mm... least I can do to thank... you." You mumble, voice coming out muffled from the pillow you've decided to cling to. "As long as you don't tell the RA."

"Oh, of course not." He mutters, eyes rolling to the back of his head as you flutter around him. "You just feel... so... good."

"Good." You mumble, lips parted as you shift slightly to get used to the feeling of him inside of you. You wonder if he knows just how full he's making you feel, the sensation resting at the tip of your throat as you catch your breath. "Go ahead. Go ahead."

Leon starts slow, hand on your back forcing you to arch further, string of curses slipping past your lips as he eventually drunkens himself with the feeling of you around him, hips snapping to meet yours quicker and quicker, desperation reeking off of him as his fingers slide down the skin of your pelvis to brush at your clit. Theat earns him a reaction from you as you tighten around him, gasping as your body shakes from the intensity of the orgasm, Leon following shortly after.

"You think they'll separate rooms for us now?" You grin at him coyly as he forces his eyes away from your back to meet yours.

"God, I hope not." He mumbles. "Even then, they couldn't stop me if I tried."

"Wow, Leon. You're not even going to ask me out? How cruel of you."

He lifts you by the hips, turning you around as you yelp, pressing his forehead to yours as his brows furrow.

"I was getting there."

"They're going to ban co-ed dorming because of us, just watch."

"Then it can be our little secret." He mumbles, lips pressed to yours as you lean back to get comfortable. "Would you like to get breakfast?"

"At the dining hall?" You raise a brow, lip quirked up in amusement.

"Unless you'd like something better?"

You pretend to think, running your hand through his hair, giving it a gentle tug as he tilts his head to blink at you.

"Please?"

"Since you asked so nicely." You hum. "Sweet boy."

"Yeah?"

"Mhm." You pinch his cheek. "Mine?"

"Mine." He mumbles back, sighing as he rests his head in your collar.

His.

[temeyes]

soap + volleyball = explosive ass claps spikes

[moe-broey]

LAST MINUTE CYL Sharena propaganda, that... ended up being too last minute. Whoops! Well. I'm happy to have them, for any occasion. 😌💕

This is a redraw of one of my fave anniversary arts! The 4th anniversary one! With some slight changes, and focused on Sharena and Alfonse, themselves (I did debate drawing my Summoner in the corner, like in that artwork, but.... no..... I just..... need to focus on Them....)

That said, I have a few other doodles too!

Oooughhfjhhhhghhhhhhhgghhhfff........, the. 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 Yeagh 👍

I also wanted to include the 4th anniversary art for comparison! Under a cut! But also chances are you can just. Go to my blog and See It LMFAOO 🧍

It maybe would have been nice to include the cute background too........ but you can't make me. NUMBER #1 HATER OF BACKGROUNDS 🚫🚫🚫😤😤😤😤😤💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

[harveydentures]

Obsessed with Bard being a hunter and a killer and a provider, this masculine ideal, while Thranduil takes on the stereotypically queenly role of advising against war - and this only after he chooses to emerge from sequestration in Mirkwood, where he’d been sitting for centuries after The War of The Last Alliance like a precious relic gathering dust. Thranduil, we are told, has a personal weakness for white gems, whiteness representing purity and virginity. But Bard doesn't give him white gems, he gives him green ones, representing fertility and change, an heirloom of King Bard's own patriarchal bloodline. Bard gifts Thranduil the Emeralds of Girion to win him over just like Thingol demanded the Silmaril for a bride price, except this time there is no princess in the equation. Symbolically, Bard is the suitor and Thranduil is the bride.

[hplonesomeart]

Whoops hand slipped here’s some TADC character fanart. Apologies for the severe lack of Pomni in this one idk where she went off to…maybe she got lost on her way to find the exit. The lines are incredibly choppy & rushed, I know, but it was still fun art practice! I don’t draw these guys nearly enough anyways so this is a nice change of pace. Support indie animation :3

[citrine-elephant]

building my own cool guy aesthetic from these fuckin losers

[furryrainbowscreature]

I’ve listened Loser baby 101 times and I’ve had a seizure 107 times

[feline-evil]

Transphobic ass traitors calling themselves "normie lesbians" because they hate trans women (did not take long to find terf shit from someone who's main blog is named the least subtle thing for a fucking fake ass pretend feminist to name their blog) don't reblog from me you spineless vile pick me cunts

[lesbin]

shitty art o'clock but so long as i'm actually using my hands who cares !

[your-fave-is-being-blended]

can you blend davesprite from homestuck? he needs it i think

Davesprite from Homestuck is being blended!!

You cannot save him.

[paul-simon-juggling]

Couldn't post the "Paul losing his fertility" gifset without also making "Art is dying from an incurable disease," my beloved.

[britneyshakespeare]

He's a 10 but he doesn't foam at the mouth when reading alliterative Old and Middle English literature

[eonars]

uncooked vs cooked

[dbphantom]

maybe i should have gone into practical effects instead of computer science...

[angelfrommontgomery]

Ex best friend looking at my profiles again. Why. U left ME. What are u hoping for looking at my linkedin? Some confirmation that i am as bad of a person as u think and my life has fallen apart since you ditched me???? Looking at all my other stuff to??what?? Hope I have no friends left or something? It was YOUR choice to leave and be cruel to me on the way out! Why should u care what I’m up to now!