#hopefully it'll be out soon

[allastoredeer]

Made a bunch of RadioApple collages from screenshots of the show

I stare at them while I write cuz it helps. If anyone wants to use them as drawing references or pictures to stare at while they write too, go ahead!

I just figured they're pretty handy for me, so they mighty be handy for someone else too ^.^

[dazednstoned]

SO SO EXCITED FOR UR NEXT CHAPTER 😭

I'm so glad!! I can finally include some more tender and happy-ish moments between them after soo long. I'm very excited for y'all to read it<33

[xxplastic-cubexx]

your comic of erik "kidnapping" charles is living rent free in my head... I can't stop thinking of a scenario where somebody didn't get the memo about the vacation/kidnapping thing they've got going on and bursts into erik's Evil LairTM of the week to rescue the poor professor only to be mentally scarred at finding him making out nasty style with magneto

i cant stress enough how fast i went to draw this as soon as i got the chance god help any new x-man to the team

[taintandviolent]

From smut prompts can you do a combo of 2 and 57 for Remy Lebeau x female!Reader?

Love your writing and can’t wait for part 2 of Taco tuesday!

warnings: smut (doggy-style), dirty talk, uhhhhhh i dunno what else. mirror sex? yeah.

His groans are more frequent, breathing ragged. Suddenly, he reaches around to your face, his strong hand gripping your jaw, straightening your head gently. Your eyes are still closed, painfully heavy with arousal. He’s fucked you senseless, and without his current support, you can barely hold your head up. 

“Look at your reflection, cher.” he murmurs. His voice is sultry, laden with arousal and you peel your lids back, swallowing hard. You’re suddenly faced with your own reflection; the mirror on the back of your door. It’s parallel to your bed, and until right then, you somehow forgot that. To Remy, it had been an intentional, calculated move. The position you two were currently in was one that felt impersonal to him sometimes, but because you had a mirror, he still got to enjoy all the subtle nuances of your arousal, and the way you responded to his body.

Doing it doggy-style, you’re on your knees and elbows, and Remy is tall behind you, all brawn. Your eyes flit to your own image somewhat apprehensive, for no man has ever made you look at yourself during sex and you’re not sure what you’re about to find. To your surprise, it’s not embarrassing, nor is it something that kills your high. 

The way the light filters in from your bedroom window casts you in a dreamy yellow haze, flushing your skin with a light glow. Your gaze is lust blown, your cheeks are flushed, your ample cleaveage is rocking back and forth with the force of his movements, and your hair mussed up from where he’d been holding onto it. He thrusts his hips into you once, hard, and your expression contorts into one of pleasure, body shuddering against the action. Seeing it in the mirror is a new experience, but the visual turns you on even more. If you were going to be honest with yourself, you were hot.  

You grip the sheets, making fists in the fabric as Remy hammers into you. Your jaw drops, and a low, erotic moan of pleasure tumbles out over your flushed lips. He, too, looks so good – the way his handsome features look almost tormented with pleasure, the way he’s moving against you, his muscles rippling with each exertion. 

“Look at how gorgeous you are.” He continues, his words choppy from the power of his thrusts. Despite that, his voice is deep and commanding, and he holds your hips, using them as leverage for his thrusts. “So gorgeous when I’m fuckin’ you like ‘dis. So pretty for me, and only for me, huh?”

You’re only able to moan in response as the sensations overwhelm you. He’s hitting all the right spots, taking you in a way that you’ve never experienced before. 

“Ain’t ‘dat right, cher?” He urges, watching you in the mirror. You nod, breathlessly. He cocks a languid, half-smile; pleased that you’re appreciating yourself, even a little bit. If you saw yourself through his eyes… 

He suddenly leans forward, pressing his toned stomach against your back, and urging himself farther inside of you. His voice, when he speaks, is husky and low, almost a growl. 

“I ain’t sharin’ you with anybody. You’re mine, and mine only, and Remy gonna’ make you remember ‘dat.”.

The way he fucks you then is ruthless, staying true to his previous claim. His hips hammer into yours, cock bullying your cunt with reckless abandon. Your arousal climbs higher, and higher until it reaches a peak; you can’t hold it back any longer Your eyes fly open again, brows pulled together in tortured lust, as the coil snaps and you collapse the front half of your body forward, soaking him and arching your back up until it aches.

Remy’s close behind you, but his stamina is better than yours. Another new experience; men usually come first (too quickly, at that), but not him. He’s got you in ten different positions, three orgasms deep before he paints your insides. 

“Ah, cher… c’mere.”

[sporeclan]

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Leaf-bare again and we're already off to a bad start :')

[cinnamon-flame]

Starlight's animus issues

[manasurge]

Just a bit of lore relevant vent art (with terrible proportions bc apparently I mess that up horribly when I'm tired ugh. Watch me regret posting this tomorrow. The head size is already driving me mad bc it's too big, and I can feel myself wanting to abort this mission already) of Mourynn just, lying down on top of one of those large elevated Pale Tree roots far above the Grove (and far away from everyone else), and during the time between the early years and before the Personal story. Caithe is gone (Destiny's Edge), Wynne is gone (bc well, y'know...), even Faolain is gone (bc of Caithe in DE), and she's just feeling miserable, lost, and alone. (Her hair is in between her sapling hair and the Zhaitan hair, so it's grown out a bit bc she's depressed, and she's meant to be in the new outfit she designed, but I'm in the process of redesigning it a bit, so I've made a few tentative changes for now. Her collar is now just an extension of her clavicle leaves which can be put up like a collar, or can be draped down over her shoulders or back)

[reddamselette]

"Well, well, look at you," Leo expressed with a bright grin, lighting up the last torch with vibrant flames but his attention had been elsewhere. Shimmering brown irises glued to a son of Jupiter dressed up as a hero. The red cape slowly swaying behind him, the clear S presented on his chest, the dark blue suit. "Our very own Clark Kent becomes Superman. What'd you do with your glasses?" Jason rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, a pink shade dusting his cheeks and he glanced away. "Will was more than nice enough to lend me contacts." The son of Hephaestus stepped off the step ladder with a grunt, the soles of his shoes hitting the ground with a soft thud, leaves and grass crunching beneath his weight. He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, smearing a bit of dirt across his skin. Somehow, Jason's eyes were mesmerizing underneath the flickering fire, casting a gold hue as the last bit of sun hid beneath the horizon and the sky welcomed the night. "You look...really good." His gaze snapped to Leo's face and the tips of Jason's ears burned red, heart fluttering and his mind stuttered to a halt. He cleared his throat, swallowing thickly as he willed the flusteredness away and he smiled softly. "Are you planning to run around and fix things or will you actually join me?" He asked, holding his hand out for Leo to take. "Whisking me away?" "Would you let me?" "I'd...let you do anything," Leo confessed in almost a whisper. Silence fell, the only thing heard was the very faint chatter far off near the bonfire cared for by the camp, the crackling of the torch, the ringing of blood in his ears and the thudding of his heart in his ribcage.

— snippet of halloween, a seasonal valgrace fic

[thatskynews]

I just double checked Two Embers release date, and- ITS MARCH! When should we expect it? Soon, middle of March, end of March, a little later? BECAUSE I AM VIBRATING OUT OF EXISTENCE

This ask is from March 4th: Two Embers has gained an additional sneak peak already for episode one

It is likely to take a while for it be released, don't rush TGC if possible as it is already in such a high quality. once they DO release a trailer for the english community on their youtube channel, it shall be posted here for everyone :)!

-ymir

[spark-circuit]

everyone say thank you Zwei Gregor

[mxltifxnd0m]

i eventually do want to make a sam winchester x angel! reader but i have no idea what the plot of that fic would be LOL

[bluerasbunny]

my work from this weeks magma! (and the reveals of radio host moon and sun!)

im not including the assageddon /j /pos

[crimeronan]

we're about to have an even worse ice storm when there are still 30,000 people in the metro area without power from the last ice storm & our city infrastructure is fuckt. i'm gonna go out to pick up some non-perishables and meds for us but genuinely pls send prayers-slash-good-thoughts for our electricity n heating. good lord.

[prongsfish]

jan... 29... i seriously am useless. so sorry guys

[chickie-birdies]

Recently bought the chickens a rat-proof feeder because the world's biggest pack of rats has moved in and I've had enough. Training the chickens to use it is going well, if slowly. (It would be a lot faster if I still lived with my chickens, or at least lived closer than 30 minutes away... 😅 I can't be there all the time to work with them.)

Midnight, however, refuses to engage with the thing and instead stands next to it looking cranky while she watches the young'uns eat.

[somegrumpynerd]

More contextless scribbles of the boys