#he’s such a pathetic wet cat

[stars-and-birds]

I need everyone to know this was Matt’s first canon appearance

[eyep0calypse]

he tries so hard to mimic the ink demon (he sucks at this)

[pomefiore-visitor]

Sunday emeto drabble cw for emeto, public humiliation

i wrote this for my wife yesterday after i got home from work. if nobody got me they got me

i do not consent to minor interaction

Sunday was not a man who acknowledged any of his physical ailments. When he was ill, he managed it until it went away. It was as simple as that.

It wasn’t new for him to wake up nauseous and clammy either. He ignored the signs of his body frequently, opting to instead bury himself further in his work. So when he found himself clutching his stomach sat at his desk, he should not have found it to any surprise.

Sweat beaded on his upper lip, his temple.

I just need to finish this last bit of paperwork

Nausea hits him like a wave, causing him to belch softly into his balled fist, slowly ripping him from the precise focus he had found himself in. He covers his lips gingerly with one of his hands, salivary glands kicking in and getting the inside of his mouth wet with drool.

A gentle knock comes from the other side of an ornate oak door that Sunday initially had not heard. His eyes widen as he looks at the poor doe-eyes staff member in horror. He retches, a wet sound coming from the depths of his empty stomach, nothing but a cup of tea he had earlier in the day in its contents. He attempts to firmly state an order, telling them to leave and come back later, but he gags again, burping wetly into the palm of his hand.

But the staff member could only stare as Sunday's wings try to cover his lips, wet with drool and dripping into cupped fingers. He makes a reach for his trash, gags, and suddenly he’s spewing hot bile onto the paperwork of his clean desk. Yellowish bile paints his papers and front, dripping inbetwixt his fingers and staining his pearly gloves.

He stares on in horror, nausea still wracking his body as he sways from the force of his vile spew.

[sadfishkid]

green slime be upon ye

[isabellaofparma]

characters created in a lab for tumblr specifically (affectionate)

[fraternum-momentum]

babe, wake up, new white guy just dropped

[dykealloy]

god's favourite ragdoll princess and the most miserable girl in the world

[danidoodels]

the comic actually made me like reading canon! Jason again

[occudo]

'In vain I have struggled...'

I just remembered the other day that I never did the rain proposal scene :'D

I kinda abandoned my P&P TMA AU huh?

[tubbytarchia]

I don't know what this is all I know is that LimL Joel makes me really emotional

[coldturkeybabe]

when u do sketches of one character and ur two faves somehow invade the page

[fairyroses]

— Alex Lex Luthor & Jimmy Olsen in My Adventures With Superman, "More Things in Heaven and Earth" (2.01)

+ bonus:

[trader-scars]

ren went from king of hermitcraft to minister of rubbish dump. alexa play fallen kingdom by captain sparklez

[trauma-bot]

got a personal request from a good friend to draw the faildad himself and his really cool wife since i have not done so yet. so here they are<3!

[sasanyaustala]

[that1notetaker]

Nt4Waltzes au doodles from stream. No there's no order. Anyway I like putting Narinder in increasing situations where he keeps showing godly abilities and the lamb keeps asuming there's something deeply wrong with him.

Narinder, closes his third eye: i have two eyes. the normal amount of eyes.