#hopefully things will get better soon

[tofuingho]

A month or so ago, I started making a baby blanket for a coworker that's having a baby, and it's still only about a fourth completed. The baby is due this week. I haven't taken my trash or recycling out in about 2 weeks. I just realized that I haven't showered since Tuesday. I have a a fanfic that's only a third completed. I keep forgetting to take my wet clothes out of the washer, so they get dried out and stinky, so I have to wash them again.

And I spent $400 on a bunch of stuff off Amazon.

[petit-papillion]

Send to 10 other bloggers you think are wonderful. Keep this going to make someone smile. ❤️💙

Thank you, darling, and right back at you! 💕

[xxplastic-cubexx]

your movie charles art gives me cuteness aggression

obsessed with getting these asks back to back and yet they both hold some truth i think ...... thank you very much everyone ....

[dammjamboy]

switcharoo au i had to sketch out before i lost the idea

[jedi-enthusiast]

I swear, the “pro palestine” crowd is never beating the antisemitic, racist, and xenophobic allegations because anytime I see someone with a star of david or israeli flag in their name/bio, there’s always about 50 replies that have NOTHING to do with whatever they commented and are basically just them harassing this random person online.

And there’s no winning either! Because I literally just saw someone who had their username formatted like this- "[Israeli flag] [username] [palestine flag]” -and they had like “free palestine” in their bio and also “free israel” (as in free them from hamas’ violence) and they STILL had people under their random comment on an edit saying shit like-

“You can’t have both flags in your username”

“Free Israel from violence they created?”

“No pissraeli is innocent”

So like, there’s literally no winning! Even if you’re vocal about your support of palestine, if you don’t condemn all jews and israelis to death then the “pro palestine” crowd hates you. You can want peace, want a ceasefire, want everyone to be safe, but if you DARE have any empathy for israelis or jews or the hostages then apparently none of that matters because you’re the “enemy.”

Heaven forbid you think that a two state solution is best, instead of wanting israel wiped off the face of the earth. Heaven forbid you think hamas is the terrorist organization that it LITERALLY IS and responsible for the vast majority of all of this horror, instead of painting them as “freedom fighters” and “poor wittle victuwms of the eeevil pissraelis.” Heaven forbid you condemn the antisemitism that’s skyrocketing all around the world instead of just ignoring it or calling it “activism” and saying that “the evil jews zionists just want to silence us!”

I’ve literally lost multiple friends over this shit because that’s the kind of bullshit they spread/support/associate with. It’s fucking ridiculous that people I bonded with over similar values have now just seemingly tossed those values right out the window when it comes to jews and israel/israelis. I’m so fucking tired of all of this bullshit.

If any of my old friends see this post and wonder- “does this apply to me?” -or- “is this why they stopped hanging out with me?” -think of the conversations I’ve had with y’all about this shit and take a wild fucking guess.

[jadewritesficshere]

Put on a Show

Steve Harrington x Reader 18+ only

Synopsis: You wake up at movie night and wonder where Steve went

Contains: masturbation, watching someone masturbate, dirty talk, praise, cumplay, no gendered language for reader

Your eyes flutter open. The soft static screen flickers on the TV, the low hum the perfect white noise to sleep to. You're tempted to fall right back to sleep, except your neck and back are hurting from your position on the couch.

You inhale deeply as you stretch your arms above you. You roll your head from side to side to get the kinks out before looking around the room.

Nancy and Jonathon are asleep, curled up together in the recliner. You don't know how Nancy manages to look so serene and regal while she sleeps.

Eddie looks more similar to you sleeping. Eddie has his one arm curled in towards him, hand bent at an awkward angle. The other arm stretched above him. He hasn't rolled around a lot, like you tend to do, but his hair is somehow even more wild and unkempt then normal. His mouth is open, however, and you grimace at the drool coming out of his mouth.

You look to your left. Robin is curled over the left arm of the couch. A pillow has been placed under her head. Every once in a while she mumbles in her sleep and her leg twitches.

Which leaves an empty space directly next to you. Where Steve had been. When you all had started the movie, Steve had thrown his arm around the back of the couch behind your head. You could feel the warmth from his arm, but he never once touched you.

But Steve was nowhere to be found around the room. You slowly got up, your back popping from laying in an unnatural position on the couch. You groan slightly before creeping around the room. You don't want to wake anyone up.

You shut the TV off, the room instantly going quiet and dark. You can now hear Jonathan lightly snoring and Robin's mumbling more clearly. You tiptoe out of the room once your eyes adjust to the darkness.

You peek into the kitchen, but Steve isn't there. You lightly creep up the stairs, thinking about going to sleep in the guest room. You rub the sleep from your eyes when you hear a noise. You pause, casting your gaze to Steve's bedroom door.

A dull light shines out from the cracked open door. You rub your eyes again, thinking about going to sleep, when you hear a groan. You push the door slightly more open and-

Oh.

All thoughts of sleep fade away as your eyes widen at the sight before you. Steve's head is thrown back against the headboard. He swallows, his Adams apple bobbing. His brows furrow slightly as his mouth drops open.

His breaths are labored, you can see his nipples pebbled up through his shirt. The hem is haphazardly pulled up, revealing his happy trail. But your eyes are drawn to his hands. His one hand is gripping the comforter, knuckles turning white.

But his other hand is wrapped around his erection. His dick is the biggest you've ever seen in real life. The tip is flushed a deep red, beads of precum leaking out the top. He's curved slightly to the left, a prominent vein on the underside. You watch as he strokes from base to tip, twisting his hand on the upstroke.

You bite your lip as fire spreads through your groin. It's like a jolt of electricity went down your spine and lit up your nerves. You can't stand still, shifting from one leg to another. Your heart is beating fast, your mouth simultaneously dry and wet.

You didn't mean to let out a moan.

Steve's eyes snap open and locks eyes with yours. "Oh fuck-" Steve moans, panting as he grasps the base firmly, stopping his motion. His dick twitches with interest, another burst of pre leaking from the tip.

"What uh- how-" Steve looks down at his hand then back at you. You lick your lips before entering the room, lightly shutting the door behind you. "Shh, you don't want to wake the others, do ya Stevie?" You pad over to the bed, sitting on the edge of it.

Steve's breathing picks up slightly, eyes wide as he stared at you. "Or would you want to put on a show? Did you hope someone would wonder where you went? Come and see you?" You can't help the words tumbling from your mouth.

Steve gasps, hips bucking involuntarily into his hand. "Just wanted someone to watch didn't you, Pretty Boy?" You smirk at him, how he writhes under your gaze alone. Steve nods, "Uh-huh, wanted hng wanted you to see."

"Show me then, Pretty Boy."

Steve nods, face flushed. He starts moving his hand again, up and down. You scoot closer," You're doing so good Stevie. Putting on such a good show for me."

Steve nods, gasping and moaning lightly. His hand speeds up, "Not gonna fuck not gonna last with you looking at me like that."

"That's okay, bet you look so pretty when you come." You murmur. Steve released the comforter from his other hand and reaches for you. You pause a moment before putting your hand in his. Steve immediately interlocks his fingers with yours, his other hand continuing to jerk himself off.

"Oh-" Steve cuts himself off with a gasp, mouth dropping open. His abdomen tenses as his hips jerk forward. You can see the wave of pleasure cross over his face as he comes all over his hand and shirt.

You murmur sweet nothings as he continues to work himself through his orgasm. His hand slows as he starts to whine from the slight overstimulation.

Steve's eyes flutter open, gazing into your face. He licks his lips as he let's go of his softening dick. He looks down at his hand, grimacing at the cum on it. You grab his wrist before he can wipe it off on his shirt.

"What are-" you cut Steve off as you lick a stripe of cum off his hands," Oh holy shit." You moan lightly at the taste. You lock eyes with Steve, licking his hand clean.

Steve stares at you in awe. "That's so hot," he squeezes the hand that is still linked with yours. You grin at him," You were hot too, thanks for the show." "Anytime- uh wait i-" Steve hesitates," Well, yes anytime but uh, maybe next time you would want to join?" You wink at him and kiss the back of his hand.

[pwouted]

going to keep this short .. but my family and i are currently in need of groceries ;w; anything would help and would be vv much appreciated :

my ko-fi & my paypal !

[obsmiechujek]

Do you think the Enderman gifts cute blocks it finds to it's Enderman partner???

[soaps-mohawk]

Apologies for the lackluster interactions lately, I have not been in a good headspace lately. Those of you in the US will understand. Just not really feeling like doing much on top of having to work insane hours right now.

[pixelatedraindrops]

“Don’t be afraid. Come on. Take your medicine!”

Some sick baby Makoto doodles

(self indulgent bc I too am sick ;w;)

So babies and toddlers can take medicine in multiple ways which breeds a lot of interesting scenario ideas for this little one if he gets sick. I doodled them all as a therapeutic distraction.

He hates the icky medicine ;-;

I was too lazy to fully color it so tried a different color style for doodles~ i think it works~?

the color version before I gave up

yeah nah ;w;

[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)

[starflungwaddledee]

also i want to again apologise for how phenomenally behind i have been with reblogging/responding to artworks on here, including art drawn for me or propaganda for the tournament!!

i'm hoping to start getting to my backlog for this VERY soon, ideally within the next two weeks. so you may start to see an increase of this on your timelines. and if i haven't yet gotten to your artwork don't worry, i most likely have it in my drafts!!!

[streetsweepershenanigans]

The first half of There! Right There! from the Legally Blonde Musical, but it's people (or even the daggers) speculating about Iceman at an event or something and then Mavericks comes in and kisses and him and it turns out he's both gay and European.

[zxro-404]

Idk if I posted these here yet but have dog shit doodles from my notebooks

[apologetic-artist]

Okay, I thought of this silly idea for an au where Colin is a social media influencer bc it was late at night and I thought it was a fun concept to think about. Here's a somewhat rough idea of the design for puter man :]

[demaparbat-hp]

For the Spirits—

Chapter IV: To Be Human.

To feel like crying, but say you're fine

To think you're losing all the time

To never truly know your mind

Just to breathe, and to bleed

Is how to be human

—How To Be Human by Amber Run

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The Painted Lady hummed, “I was beginning to think you’d pretend I wasn’t here.”

“Are you?” he muttered, leaning over the rail. She tilted her head.

“Am I what?”

Zuko turned to face her.

“Here.”