#i wanted to finish this earlier but i was tired :[

[gd-dollopole]

I'm so sorry for this, it sucks! I'm so busy too I can't even read I WANT TO DIE!!! But you can do this, it seems very tough BUT I BELIEVE IN YOU!!! And this system sucks, they should at least give you more holidays to take all of this in.

AND I'LL BE THERE TO COMMENT WHEN IT'LL BE OVER and take your time to write it don't worry, I understand and so do your other readers (I thought too I could have finished my two fics earlier BUT you know life so *sad face*)

BUT HERE it is cooking something as always, and maybe Arthur doesn't even have that many special powers, he just gets easily tired if he doesn't cuddle or snuggle Merlin, or something, like he can eat and sleep and be active but if he doesn't get his dose of MERLIN SNUGGLES nah he might as well die.

“Would you still love me if I was a worm?” Merlin stared one second at those puppy eyes and just sighs and goes “Yeah, fine, I’m not typically a fan of worms, but if you were one—“ *Arthur runs to squish him in his arms. Arthur is happy☺️*

(thank you, thank you, we’re gay AND SMART the best of two worlds)

Yeah yeah, Merlin being a doctor, Merlin being a biologist, a writer,...

BUT what if Merlin decided for shit and giggle to find a weird thing to study? The kind of thing that when you explain it at family meal there is a blank of confusion because nobody understands what you do/because this is so fucking weird

Now this could go 2 different way

Post return arthur coming out of tha lake and Merlin desperately avoiding what he has been doing the last decade (IMAGINE IF HE GOT A JOB AS A PROFESSOR OF SAID WEIRD STUDIES)

Merlin peacefully walking to get to his class and finding reincarnated Artbur. Poor him trying very hard to avoid the subject of "In What Field He Is"

[spacey-xannabelle]

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2024 Art Summary!

Artist notes/ramblings under the cut

January - March: A lot of the art I did during this time was mostly doodles and sketches that I didn't post anywhere, but during this time I did start planning the test comic project for my story, Startrails!

April: Only art that I posted during this was the art of one of my Startrails characters, Mira.

May: I finished the test comic during this! It was a great practice to do and it gave me a lot of insight on what part of the comic process I should work on so it flows more smoothly for myself. And it was really cool to see my two main characters in a comic format qvq

June: On June, I wanted to do a bigger illustration to practice backgrounds more. And since I was in a Splatoon mood at the time, I went and drew a nice little scene of some inklings and octolings hanging out in the locker room before a match.

July: Artfight month!! I was team Stardust this year, and the art featured in this art summary was a character by @/artisticdragons. I'm honestly proud I drew as much as I did for artfight!

August: Earlier in January, I had started and finished playing Outer WIlds (along with the DLC) and around here was when the brainrot returned tenfold and had be in its clutches. This was one of the many silly doodles I did for the game

September: Major outer wilds spoilers for this art! But this here was the comic I spent a little over a month working on. A comic inspired by an Undertale quote that I felt really encapsulates Hatchling's journey. I also posted this on Twitter and it got noticed by both Mobius Digital and got a comment by Andrew Prahlow and I'm still losing my mind over that qwq

October: Outer Wilds DLC spoilers here! I drew a lot for October bc during this, I was participating in an Outer Wilds Inktober event ^^ This art was something I did as a little bit of a break from the inktober stuff. But also bc the DLC gave me a lot of feelings and I had to draw them out

November - December: During this time, the Outer Wilds server I joined created our own Nomai clan so I spent.. So Much time drawing mostly Nomai ocs djdfg. It was a lot of fun and I enjoyed being able to be silly with my art and participate in this group endeavor!

Overall, I'm proud of how much I was able to draw this year despite juggling a full time job that would usually leave me too drained and tired to draw. Some days it's still difficult to keep drawing but joining a group of creatives really inspired me to create for fun.

I'm hoping to continue creating art next year, maybe make more fanart of stuff I love. And absolutely hoping to draw more oc stuff, especially of my story, Startrails! :)

[hctrslly]

❝𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗜 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗠𝗔𝗦 ❞

summary: Satoru's your Christmas gift !?

Cw: subbttm! Satoru , Satoru x m! Reader , bondage , ass slapping (like once) , butt stuff , slight (?) breeding kink , alternate universe (duhhhh)

i also wanna apologize cause at the moment this isn't completely finished , but I wanted to release it before Christmas is completely over 💔

wc: will update eventually (not proofread plus I'm tired so it might suck serious buns

My goat <3 I miss him this isn't funny

It was Christmas Eve , and Satoru held a Christmas party for all the students at Tokyo Jujutsu High ! After all they didn't really have anywhere to go , so why not spend the holiday together !?

Your boyfriend went all out , making sure everyone was having a good time and got gifts they'd love. Especially you.

All the students went back to their dorms , and you were helping him clean up. But , when you were cleaning up you found a present hidden behind the tree.

"Toru ! Did you forget to give one of them a gift ?"

"what ? Oh no , that's yours !" Satoru says excitedly , setting down whatever it was he was holding.

“aww . . . Can I open it right now ?” You ask , a small smile on your face.

“sure !” He exclaims , sitting down on the floor next to you.

You take the bow off first before tearing apart the wrapping paper. It wasn't a big box , and was actually kinda small. Underneath the wrapping paper was a white box with a small amount of tape keeping it closed. Using your finger nail , you break the tape that is over the end of edge of the box. Finally you're able to see it's contents.

A very long piece of ribbon and a bottle of lube.

“surprisee !!” Satoru exclaims , a bright grin on his face , " ‘m your Christmas present !"

“ you're s'posed to unwrap presents 'toru ,” you say with a chuckle , leaning forward to give him a kiss.

“It's the thought that counts . . .” He retorts , resting a hand on your waist. Your fingers bury themselves into his messy white hair , tilting his head to get a better angle that will deepen the kiss.

Pale hands reach beneath your pj's , groping your ass before sliding them off completely.

“Toru . . . Dontcha wanna go to the bed ?” You ask between kisses , practically breathing into his mouth.

“presents go under the tree , m/n ,” Your boyfriend giggles , eyes hazy with adoration and desperation. The statement makes you giggle as well , as you slip off the top his silk pj's , the ones you got him for his birthday a couple weeks back.

“is it tight enough ? Or does it need to be loosened ,” you ask softly , leaning over his shoulder.

“it's good , nice n’ tight ,” he replies , a hint of excitement in his voice. You finally tie the ends of it into a bow , taking a moment to appreciate your work. And Satoru's body.

The muscles in his back flex because of how his arms are bound behind his back , and so are his arms themselves. It was a beautiful sight.

Satoru turns around to look at you , scooting a bit closer to you.

“so handsome . . .” you murmur , running your hands along his body , resting at the elastic of his pj pants. You pull him a bit closer , kissing his body all over. He smells sweet , faintly of cologne – but mostly like his shampoo.

Hands trail down and slip his pants off , feeling his bare skin against yours .

“no underwear ? Is that why you had the blanket over you earlier . . .” you tease , sliding your hands down his thighs as you slip them down to his ankles.

Satoru blushes , leaning back on his hands as your hands run down his thighs , casually ignore his fully erect cock.

You spread his legs , resting your thighs against his own as you pull down your pjs pants and boxers , just enough for your dick to spring out. You grab the bottle of lube , squirting some on your fingers.

You run your hand up and down your shaft , shivering at the cold sensation of it on your skin; using the rest of it to stretch him out.

“J'st fuck me already ,” Satoru huffs , almost in a whiney manner.

“so impatient 'toru !” You chuckle , reaching up from the floor to grab a pillow from the couch , placing it behind him before gently pushing him to lay down.

You push the tip in , watching as his hole sucks you in so eagerly. He's so warm and tight you can't help the moan that leaves your throat. Slowly , you push into him , feeling how he tightens around you.

Satoru squirms around , obviously wanting to hold something. His mouth opens but not a sound comes out.

“s’ tight–” you moan , finally bottoming out , your hips meeting his own. His back arched as you hit his prostate , your dick soaking in the bundle of nerves.

"oh God– fuck , oh !" He gasps , brows furrowing as he struggles to stay still. Practically kicking his legs around.

You pull out a lil , then thrust into him just as deep as you did the first time. After a but more of this he felt like he was gonna go dumb from how good he felt.

"gonna cum . . . Wan' me to pull–"

"in ! Stay in , please stay in ," Satoru begs , trying to wrap his legs around you but God he's so sore already :(

It's ok though , cause it doesn't take long for you to fill him with your seed , watching as some of it leaks out of his ass.

But , he still hasn't come , which is shocking cause it tends to not take very long for him , especially when he's this horny.

You pull off him for a moment to flip him on his tummy , holding him by the very same ribbon that keeps his arms behind his back.

"hah– m/n . . . What happened t' stayin' in ?" Satoru asks in a way that almost sounds pathetic.

"I know I know . . . I am ," you reassure him , giving one of his cheeks a firm slap making him yelp. You spread the same cheek , putting your cock (which is almost full hard again already) back in his hole; fucking your cum back into him.

He takes you in so well , and always make the best sounds , especially when he gets close.

Satoru's cheeks are turning pink from how hard your hips are hitting his ass but you can't help it when it's so plump and is begging to be full of your cum.

"s ' good Toru . . . Fuck !

[twiishaa]

twisha’s merry christmas event! late night hot chocolate with suna rintarou *ੈ🎄✩‧₊

suna x fem!reader, post-timeskip, hurt/comfort! one day, when suna's walking home from his late-night practice, he sees your apartment light still on. when he gets there, he finds you a little overwhelmed from the hectic season. hot chocolate and late-night deep talks go hand in hand, or so suna says.

in typical december fashion, the days were getting colder, shorter and christmas was around the corner—so naturally, things were getting busier as well. suna’s final practice of the year ended a little ove 15 minutes ago; he was now walking home in the cold, wintery air. checking his phone, suna made a mental note of the time. god, he hadn’t seen you in ages.  your schedules hadn’t been lining up for the past few weeks, and so you’d only seen each other for the occasional, hastily planned lunch date that definitely didn’t pay justice to your relationship.

The route he took very conveniently passed your apartment. the middle blocker looked up at your apartment building. suddenly, your room’s window caught his attention; he peered up at it—why were the lights still on? it was well past midnight, usually you were asleep by then.

then it hit him. suna knew you very well. he knew that when you get slumped in work, you stay up to try and finish it. he knew that your job overwhelmed you sometimes, especially when it was nearing the end of the year.

he was the only one in the street, but the swift turn he took made him feel a little self-conscious. unconsciously, suna picked up his walking pace a little, fuelled by the thought of seeing you again, and also by his concern for you—he couldn’t stand seeing his girlfriend upset! and, if he had guessed wrong, well—at least he’d get to see your face after a gruelling practice.

—

the papers strewn all over your desk were testament to the amount of work you had left to do. the clock had already struck midnight, your eyes had grown tired hours ago. christmas was always busy for you, but for some reason this year felt the worst yet. on top of that, you were running low on sleep because of some party the people living on the floor below you decided to host. honestly, all you wanted to do was sleep. and see your boyfriend—you hadn’t seen him properly in months.

with a deep exhale, the substantial amount of work and pressure overwhelmed you—you felt a sting in your eyes, and a wetness down your cheek. for some reason, the clock’s monotonous ticking seemed to quicken, silently mocking your sorry state.

—

as if the gods had heard your cries, you heard a gentle knock on the door. it was suna. you were confused, but a wave of reassurance washed over you from just seeing him again. there were tears beginning to form in your eyes, but you held them back as best you could.

“hey rin, how come you’re here? did practice finish late?” you said, seeing as he was carrying his gym bag.

suna laughed a little. “yeah, it finished later today. just thought I’d say hi to my amazing, beautiful, girlfriend—is there anything wrong with that?”

now it was your turn to giggle. somehow, suna could always sense your mood, and make you laugh; it was one of the many things you loved about him.

once you two sat down, suna brought up what he originally came for.

“hey, you good? you’re usually not up this late unless you’re like, having an existential crisis or something,” he sounded light-hearted, but you could tell from his eyes that he was worried, that he really cared for you.

something clicked in you—his words resonated and the tears from earlier started to fall down your cheeks. suna placed a comforting hand on your back, gently moving it up and down.

his voice was breathy, almost like a whisper. “hey, hey, it’s alright; everything’s going to be alright,” you just curled up into his side.

“I don’t know, there’s just so much work, and not enough time,” your voice came out muffled by his jumper. “and I just feel like, seasonal depression, you know?” suna chuckled at your choice of words.

“I get it,” he said, ruffling your hair a little.

—

outside, the snow started falling. this year, there was supposed to be snow pretty much every day leading up to christmas—which gave suna an idea.

“hey, should we make some hot chocolate?”

you sat up, a little confused. “hot chocolate? now?”

suna nodded eagerly. “yeah, now—don’t you know hot chocolate and late-night deep talks go hand in hand?”

“uhhhh, no? nobody says that?”

“well, my hot chocolate skills are unmatched, and I need to flex. we’re making hot chocolate.” he started making his way to the kitchen. being left no choice, you followed him.

—

the hot chocolate did well to calm your nerves, and suna was right, his hot chocolate skills were ‘unmatched’.

you two snuggled up on the sofa, when suna took your hand and squeezed it a little

“if you.. you know, want to say anything more, you can,” he said, looking away. you could still tell from his averted gaze that his cheeks were pink. stretching over, you gave him a peck on the cheek.

“just you being here is enough, rin,” you beamed at him, causing suna to smile back, albeit blushing. “now, let’s watch home alone.” you turned to grab the remote.

“let’s.” suna replied. “but the second one, I’ve watched the first one too many times with the twins,”

you laughed.

suna always had some way of brightening your mood, and you were grateful for it. the ticking of the clock from earlier had grown so quiet, it was basically silence to you. all the christmas lights from outside flooded the room as a dim, ambient light. you turned to look at suna, focused on the movie.

what would you do without him? you wondered.

taglist @cherrysurf @catientie @d0milol

⋆⁺₊❅ and lastly, here's a link to the taglists! merry christmas~‧₊˚🎄✩ ₊˚🦌⊹♡

[fluentmoviequoter]

Care Now and Forever (Starting Now)

Part 2 of Care Now and Forever

Requested Here!

Pairing: David 'Deacon' Kay x fem!reader

Summary: You faint and Deacon takes care of you. As you wonder how he manages to be exactly where you need him to be, Deacon plans to start forever with you.

Warnings: r faints, depictions of anemia/iron deficiency, brief mention of blood, fluff and comfort galore

Word Count: 1.0k+ words

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Yawning again, you glance at the clock and frown. It’s not even lunchtime, but you’re so fatigued you are having trouble staying upright. You stand to refill your water, then lower your hand back to your seat as you grow dizzy. Since the last time you passed out around Deacon, you’ve been better about ensuring your iron levels stay consistent and you are hydrated, but you’re having an off day.

In the kitchen, you get another glass of water and a snack, hoping it will help you feel better and get you through the rest of the day. You check your phone after receiving a text from Deacon promising homemade dinner when he gets off tonight. Before you can reply, your phone rings with an incoming call.

“Hi, Deacon,” you greet. “I was just texting you.”

“Should I hang up and let you finish?” he jokes.

“I suppose I could just tell you. Dinner sounds great.”

“Good. How are you feeling? You sound tired.”

Deacon has a sixth sense about you and your health, so you’re not surprised he can tell that simply from your voice.

“I am, but other than that, I’m all good. How’s work?”

“Slow. Which… Let me call you back? Hicks is calling us over.”

“Sure. I love you.”

“I love you,” Deacon replies before ending the call.

You return to the couch and sit carefully, sipping your water and eating your snack in measured bites. A metallic, coppery taste invades your senses, and your stomach flips as if you ingested blood. After another drink of water, your phone chimes, but you feel off-balance and don’t reach for it, opting to take deep breaths to remain conscious.

A key slides into the lock on your front door several minutes after your head clears, and you furrow your brows as you stand. Deacon steps inside with a bright smile, and you take several hurried steps forward to greet him with a hug. Just before you reach him, you stop and blink once before your legs buckle.

Deacon watches your eyes as he extends his arms. He catches you without a problem and carries you carefully to the couch. Watching your chest rise and fall, Deacon wonders what happened. You were fine earlier; you sounded tired, a symptom of iron deficiency, but you’ve been eating well, staying hydrated, and keeping him updated, so he’s confused about the sudden fainting.

“Hey, you with me?” Deacon asks, gently tapping your cheek.

You hum and squeeze your eyes closed tighter. “Did I faint?”

“Better question is why did you faint?” he counters. “Have you eaten today?”

“Yeah, I ate and drank water. Right before you got here, I got this weird blood taste in my mouth.”

“I’ll make an appointment with your doctor if you want. For now, what do you need?”

You open your eyes, smile, and look pointedly at Deacon's muscular arm resting beside you. He sighs, still smiling, and moves onto the couch to tug you against his chest. Your water and snacks are still within reach, and you take several bites while your senses return.

“Feeling better yet?” Deacon asks.

“I think you’re the magic cure,” you answer with a nod. “Maybe you should just quit your job and stay with me all of the time.”

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier you weren’t feeling great?”

“I thought it would pass, it wasn’t like the last time, just some dizziness and the weird taste.”

“But you’re not actually bleeding?”

“Not that I know of.”

Deacon brushes his hand over your hair and kisses your forehead.

“What do you think happened?”

“Maybe you just missed me so desperately that your body reacted dramatically,” Deacon teases. “Alternatively, you might be slightly anemic or stressed; there are lots of possibilities.”

“You always seem to show up right before something happens,” you muse.

Deacon smiles but doesn’t comment on his ability to be in the right place at the right time when it comes to you. “Do you want me to order dinner?”

“We can cook,” you offer. “I’m feeling much better.”

“Sweetheart,” Deacon sighs. “Don’t jump back into doing too much too fast.”

You nod and grip Deacon’s wrist as you grow dizzy again. “Maybe you’re right.”

“I’ll order the food, you sit here, look pretty, and stay conscious, okay?”

“I can do two of the three, but you have to pick which.”

“Faint and you become a comedian,” Deacon grumbles with faux grumpiness. “Any requests for dinner?”

“You can pick,” you reply. “And, Deacon? Thank you.”

“For?”

“Taking care of me, being here, everything.”

“The care is a given, now and forever, because I love you. I really wish you’d start telling me when you feel off, but I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Your phone buzzes as Deacon makes a call to your favorite restaurant. Unwilling to risk leaning forward, you leave it on the table and watch Deacon. Every little thing he does communicates his care for you, and you’ve known from the beginning that he shows his care in remarkable ways because he loves like you’ve never been loved before.

“Food will be here in thirty minutes,” Deacon says as he returns. “What else do you need?”

“You really want to take care of me?” Deacon smiles because he obviously does, and you ask, “Sit with me?”

Deacon takes the place beside you and welcomes you under his arm. Leaning against his shoulder, you look into Deacon’s eyes and thank him again.

“Will you go to the doctor with me? It’s not fair to either of us that this keeps happening.”

“Anytime,” Deacon assures. “What did you do today?”

“Not much. I got some work done this afternoon but started feeling bad around lunch. You’ll be glad to know I took your advice and rested, drank water, and had some food rather than pushing through.”

“I am glad to know that. However, you keep forgetting the most important advice which is to call me.”

“I think you’re secretly Spider-Man and your senses tingle, so you know to come home anyway.”

Deacon smiles at your phrasing. He doesn’t care that you just compared him to a superhero, but you called your house a collective home, and Deacon thinks the idea of a shared future with you sounds perfect. His promise to care for you forever is just the beginning, and now he wants to start forever with you.

[twisting-in-wonderland]

Bye bye Sebek, :]

(he didn’t stand a chance, poor guy :[  )

[trojanteapot]

a serious piece, and a nonsensical doodle.

The second one is a reference to this video.

[3-aem]

MY BRAINS NOT WORKING AND THE CUTE BOY I WORK WITH KEEPS CORRECTING MY GRAMMAR THIS IS SO AHAIWIAKSDHDGRRRRHRNE

[expederest]

Whoops, I forgot to share the Dungeon Meshi merch I got in Tokyo last month. Which wasn't much tbh. Since I was with family, I couldn't be like "Hey, let's go into this anime store spanning 8 floors!" And the sole time I visited Akihabara, the only shop still open was Don Quijote…However! I went to the Tsutaya in Shibuya, the one that re-opened recently across from the station. And at the very top, they had a small pop-up of Dungeon Meshi merch.

I bought a badge and what I assumed was an acrylic stand, but it's more like a big keychain? I was planning to go back to get something for a friend, and maybe the towel, but I ran out of time… Also, apparently they were giving away postcards if you spent 2,000 yen too? I didn't know that! I would have spent more otherwise 😔

I also found a couple of Dungeon Meshi gachapon machines in Magnet, the mall across from Tsutaya. The only ones I saw, in fact. Not that I checked every capsule centre I came across…

I wish I could have obtained all the mushroom ones, but the machine had maybe 2 capsules left, and I was out of coins. However, I did manage to get Senshi too. He's already attached to my backpack 😊

[cent-scratchnsniff]

progressing through the myth of sisyphus again

[earl-grey-crow]

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[voidimp]

ok. what is so special about this new farming sim. what makes it not Just Another Farming Sim

[watch-out-it-bites]

Oh no. I want to DO THINGS. I have. GOALS. Horrible timing. I have. Aspirations. And they will be short-lived. Hopefully.

[szczylpierdolony]

ok i need to get my group to finish the project and edit my thesis and that’s it!!!!!!!technically i have until july 8th to edit but maybe i could get it done before saturday???? but then i’d have to have it finished my friday early afternoon hmmmm

[toastspirit]

just crocheted for like eight hours straight

[phagodyke]

I will say while I've loved most of elden ring I'm really glad I'm down to just 2 more main boss fights (malenia + maliketh) before I start the endgame boss fights... whew 😮‍💨