#hhhhh my head

[lil-vibes]

Day 28: Genocide

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[outtacommission]

head pain

[nightmarearian]

Done (heavy quotation marks) with monster Ody @evergreen292 ;)

tbh I couldn’t for the life of me pick a color palette I liked And Render it so I gave up on color. Enjoy the half assery.

Tbh I’ve just been call it Ithacan Naga, but it’s objectively it’s a mix of snake, owl/bird, and human. So 🤷.

Tbh the wings are supposed to be white/gray-brown, cause owls & Hermes, while his scales are supposed to be an oscillating scale from sea green-blue to purple-tinted gray. Uhm. Evidently that sorta didn’t happen but also did. So.

The purple/grayer scales are gonna be more around with the feathers and wings.

Those fin colors are. Too blue and too bright but I love the colors themselves so they’re staying for now.

Uhm. That’s it for now, ig. I’m sorta on a timer rn and I’m tired so <3

The writing bit with this is still in the works (😭)

[miyuskye]

Jon and Elias in MAG102

[volt-reblogs-n-rambles]

alright stangst lovers hear me out, post-weirdmageddon or like old stan twins with the song euthanasia by will wood.

[fffanii]

10.02.24

gahhh ive had such bad artblock recently my queue is decreasing in size rapidly but i must keep up the grind..!!!! throws these gays at you and runs away

[ask-dcf]

I've never seen this blog before and it took me a week and a half to catch up, Chara can you say a random meme to make everyone laugh also you are all so adorable and stay determined.

*Well you did ask for random lol* (15/20)

[gay-robot-boyfriends]

Axl, Axl! In the future X is a fairy (Cyber-Elf) and you aren't there to see that. Future X is like this

If you're wondering how Zero looks like in the future, here's the answer:

Spoiler: Barbie destroys X's body, trust me. I would never lie to you.

Oh yeah, last thing I want to say: X has three sons and a daughter... And an evil Copy.

Now bye 👋

[stormbreaker-290]

G u h

[becauseplot]

Penciled Lines

(Cross-posted on ao3, if you prefer to read it there. Reblogs still appreciated!)

Missa wakes up, and he thinks he might be doomed. This doesn’t scare him nearly as much as it should.

Missa is awake early—by his own metric, anyway. His nocturnal nature causes “early” for him to mean “early night” and not “early morning.” Regardless, “early” means that Philza is not asleep yet, still going through his nightly rituals. “Early” means that Philza is sitting up in (his? their?) the bed, pillows propped up behind him, notebook in his lap, sketching away.

And when Missa wakes up to the soft scritch-scratch of a charcoal pencil on textured paper, his forehead just so happens to be brushing Philza’s hip.

Missa can hardly breathe.

Oh no.

He knows that if he gives any indication that he is awake, Philza will stop sketching, close his notebook, shift himself over until he is politely seated on his side of the bed, and greet Missa with a friendly smile. Philza has done it before, when Missa wakes up early. That’s how Missa knows he’ll do it again.

Thus, Missa can hardly breathe—his breaths have to be the slow in-out of sleep. He can’t so much as twitch, either. He has to keep quiet and play dead or else he’ll be found out. Seen. Caught living the lie.

“Husband,” Philza calls him. They’re not married. They share a bed. They’re hardly ever in it at the same time. They have a son and a daughter. Neither of them know Missa very well. Philza has had an extra set of armor and a skull on his backpack for months, waiting for Missa. Missa doesn’t even know Philza’s last name.

Philza is a good man and a good friend—and Missa doesn't deserve him. Still, he takes what he can get. Curls around it. Hoarding every innocent kindness Philza extends like a starving creature: the generosity of a backpack fully stocked with equipment; the trust Philza places in Missa to watch the kids when he’s asleep; and now, the courtesy of not moving his hip from Missa’s forehead to ensure his “sleeping” isn’t disturbed. Missa clutches all of these little offerings in his greedy claws and hugs them into his chest, even as the guilt eats away at him.

Because, regardless of the lack of mutual feeling, he loves Philza. He loves him so, so much, and that is why he is doomed. He can’t afford to lose what little he has. He can’t cross that line. 

So Missa lies beside Philza, forehead pressed against Philza’s hip, pretending to sleep so he can imagine that they’re not just lying in bed together, but lying in bed, together; and later, when Missa truly wakes, he will sit on his side of the bed and look at Philza’s face soft with sleep and think about how lucky he is that he still has a side-of-the-bed to begin with.

Missa doesn’t mean to drift off. When it starts to happen, he’s hopelessly torn between shaking himself awake and thus giving himself away, or remaining how he is, silently fending off the inevitable. In the end, Missa clings to that scritch-scratch sound of Philza’s pencil on the paper for as long as he can before the fog at last pulls him under. 

Eventually, he dreams. In fact, he dreams of the calloused fingers he dreams of every night, hands like his own, an artist of Death, cradling and shading the contours of his face—a softness dashing charcoal across his jaw, and over his cheekbones, and perhaps on his lips, too, if he’s lucky. Defining every edge of him.

~*~

A deep sigh. Phil stops sketching as Missa shifts in his sleep. He tilts his head up so that the tip of his nose is now just nearly brushing against Phil’s hip. The motion disturbs the wild splay of his dark hair, revealing more of his face: eyelashes, cheeks, warmth. Tender blush of something Stygian and otherworldly. New.

Phil’s lips tilt upwards. He turns to a fresh page, and he starts again.

[cum-a-calla]

bae i saw u weren’t feeling well (ditto, i get u baby) so benji breeder is back with some more organic content, fresh and just for u💖

benji eating you out. he’s so excitable, and fuck, it’s not your place to say ‘no’ to his perfect nose against your clit as he licks into your hole like it’s all for him. his eyes are on you and you can’t look, because god, it’s just so insanely difficult to meet his eyes sometimes, he’s just so there, so present. he moans into you, his tip leaking through his briefs, thumbs caressing your inner thighs that he’ll occasionally lean back to kiss, taking a peek at your puffy pussy all needy and pretty. he’d probably blow cool air on your clit just out of curiosity and giggle when you squirmed. maybe he’d go lower, just this time, now that you’re nice and pliant and maybe after you’ve already came once. press a kiss to your pucker and just make out with it a little, not quite pressing in, moving away real quick with a little “okay, okay” when you whine. but he’d keep at it with your pussy until he was done, and honestly? he’d probably leave you a little wanting, work you up to a third or fourth but then suddenly he’s had his fill, creamed his briefs from how you sounded, the front of the thin fabric clearly wet with his load that you kind of wish he’d blown in you. calls the wetness all around his mouth ‘takeout’ from your pussy, tries to lick at it, make you laugh at how stupid he looks. leans in to kiss you, feels your hips twitch at his softening dick pressed against you through his soaked briefs.

and afterwards he’s running you a bath, a little bubble bath maybe with your favorite bath bomb or a sweet-smelling soap. nice and easy, making sure you’re cozy before tossing his briefs in the sink to soak and his tee on the bathroom floor, slipping into the tub with you, hand pressed on your lower tummy in that warm, soothing way.

mmmfuuuuuuuuck now we're fuckin TALKIN. Benji fuckin eats it, that man savors cunt like he's eating it for the first time AND the last time. fuck.

i cannot get over the image of him moaning and going fuckin sloppy at it, all wet and insatiable. god i am also really into Benji eating ass too tbh. like i would give it to him. on my hands and knees, Benji kneeling with his warm, soft hands on your ass, licking and kissing and tracing while you rub your clit or push a vibe against it. he's humming and moaning with every little twitch, every clench the closer and closer you get. and when you finally cum, he's lapping at your hole and pushing his fingers into your cunt and the overstimulation is so exquisite that it draws everything out for miles. just your shared moans, those sweet, hard explosions of pressure and release.

and wouldn't you know it, Benji's dripping. and it takes all of his efforts to be gentle as he pushes you forward, hurriedly climbing up on the bed behind you. settling you down on your belly and pulling his cock out so he can slide it right in, the absolutely lost way he sounds when he moans. like he's never been so grateful in his life as he is feeling your slippery, pulsing cunt around his fat dick.

he just humps like that, hips bucking out of rhythm. desperate. whining, panting, and he fucking drools over the back of your shoulder. it patters down warm and slides down the curve of your body. your eager, keening puppy, mounting you like that, tip of him pounding up against your cervix as he finds his own end, and like the good dog he is, breeding his soft little bitch, he sinks his teeth into the back of your neck, breath hot as it washes over your skin, your hair, the pulse of his cock almost painful as he spurts rope after rope of thick, hot cum as deep as he can get.

i guess it's time for another bath now lol

[papxrbagz]

“Gege, hop in”

[dragonballnewstar]

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[shaniacsboogara]

A Boog Work Experience

- saw a girl at work today

- seeing her made me angry???

- why the fuck was i angry???

- she was so pretty

- took her order

- wait

- i like women

- it's being gay not anger

- gave her her order

- complimented her pants

- realized she was wearing a carabiner after she left

[desceros]

Hey. Hey. You ever uh….. you ever think about Bayverse Foot Leo?

i haven't before but i sure as fuck am now kicks down door.

i imagine they'd probably use him as a farm for the mutagen for a few years, until shredder realized. huh. wait a second. this shit's doing something to this turtle and making it humanoid. strong. curious. so he'd maybe take little baby leo and see what he can tolerate. push him to his limits day in and day out. torture him a little. then realizing his strength, shredder would be like. oh. i can Use This.

so then he'd train leo up. still drawing the mutagen out of him, but not so much that it leaves him on death's door. enough to farm. enough to study. enough so that leo can train.

for convenience sake let's say around the time of the first movie is when they'd get enough mutagen from him to do their big experiment with sacks tower. and of course this is when the other turtles would intervene to stop it... and leo's like. holy shit. there are others? and they'd be like. holy shit you're alive?? angst angst angst

...so i guess it would be kind of like city fall in idw! except without the angst of the family stuff at first there since shredder wouldn't have known that the other turtles and splinter were alive.

shredder i imagine would use leo as much as he could in order to get the mutagen plan to work. and when he's arrested i suspect leo would work with karai to try and get him out. all the while having to fight against this stupid rat who insists on calling him "son" and these stupid turtles calling him their "big brother."

ooooh. you know the raph fights would be so good.

thinking comically now of them doing a heist where they manage to yoink leo and bring him into the lair. donnie having him in some kind of giant net or something. giving him pizza and trying to tell him that they're not his enemy, that shredder and karai are using him, that there's another way to live life that's peaceful and loving.

[hero-of-the-wolf]

That must be so hard. Sending lots of love and hugs. Remember to take care of yourself, drink lots of water and have a nice meal. Don’t feel bad for taking time for yourself.

Thanks Anon 🥺

I do want to make an effort to keep saying nice things in the tags bc it's important to me, but... it's been really really hard. It feels like it's been one death after the other lately and this is— this is really hard