#i just hope you like it

[randomgurl2326]

this is a little excerpt from my benji blackwood x targ!reader fic. I’m already over a thousand words in and I still have a lot more to go.

enjoy this tiny bit of angst😈

[regscupid]

9/18 prompt: trophy (509 words) - @jegulus-microfic

“Regulus, please. Just let me-” James follows Regulus as he storms out of the party still raging behind them and into the yard. It’s cold, and his words come out in visible puffs of air.

“No.” Regulus finally stops, rounding on James with more fire in his eyes than he’s ever seen. More emotion than he’s ever let rise to the surface. “No, James, you don’t get to explain anything.”

“But it isn’t like that,” James argues weakly.

“It isn’t like what? You didn’t make a bet that you could get in my pants by the end of term? Mckinnon just made that up?” James falters and Regulus drops his shoulders. The anger in his gaze is still burning strong, but there’s an added layer to it now, one of resignation. “Yeah. Well, I’m not some trophy for you to add to your collection of morons who fell for your bullshit.”

Regulus turns to leave again, and James’ inhibitions fly out the window in his panic. His hand circles Regulus’ wrist before he can make it any further. His mind catches up when Regulus looks down, his brow furrowing, and James hastily loosens his grip.

“Sorry. Please, Regulus, it’s not– yes, that’s how it started and it was fucked up. I’m not going to deny that. But then I talked to you that day in the library and you didn’t put up with me. You saw right through my stupid act and gave me absolute hell and– god, Reg, I think I’ve been gone for you since,”

“Potter–” But James keeps going, can’t stop now that he’s gotten this far. His voice gains an urgency to it, an airiness as the panic only grows.

“Then I started to actually get to know you, outside of Sirius and the shit other people had to say and I couldn’t get enough. I fell so fucking hard for you, Regulus. I am in love with you, and if you tell me fuck off and never talk to you again- I’ll respect it. But I forgot about the bet the moment I made you laugh for the first time. I can’t let you leave tonight thinking I didn’t want you for real, you are everything.”

James doesn’t get a chance to take in the slow blush forming on Regulus’ face before he’s being kissed. Arms wind around his neck and he’s pulled down to meet Regulus halfway. His hands drop to his waist on instinct. It only lasts a moment and his heart beats a mile a minute when Regulus pulls away again.

“I’m still mad at you,” Regulus breathes, resting his forehead against James’.

“Of course, I understand.” Just as breathless, James lifts his hands up to hold Regulus’ face.

“You’re an idiot,” Regulus kisses him again.

“I am.” Another kiss.

“And you’re going to have to work really hard to make it up to me.”

“I’ll do anything. I don’t care how long it takes.”

“...I love you, too.” And James can’t see himself, but he knows his smile is blinding.

[muutosarchive]

It is easy to get swept up in the thrumming energy of a crowd, to feel the presence of a body behind him and react without really thinking. They want it, the congregation, and Papa Emeritus the Fourth reacts as any good Papa should. He turns on his heel with elegance, almost gliding, like a figure skater, mid-lyric, and grins to find Swiss there. Their usual set-up required too much space this venue could not accommodate; the multi-tasking ghoul could not be banished to his normal pedestal dais because it simply did not exist for this ritual.

All the better.

They want it. They want it. They yearn for things to turn into bite-sized tiktoks and reels, spreading from one show across the internet like a virus.

And he has given it to them, in small doses. Tiny little tidbits of dances, of leaning against Dewdrop, of caressing Aether's thighs as he drops to his knees next to him like a damsel on the cover of an old fantasy romance novel.

Copia pulls Swiss to him like they are magnets, colliding their bodies together in a way that isn't elegant or dance-like, cradling the back of the Ghoul's head before dipping him low and pressing their lips together before releasing him. It is all one fluid motion, gone and done in half a heart beat. Blink and you miss it. And Copia sings on.

swiss is presently absent -- oh so blissful, during the majority of rituals. feet planted as hips gyrate. spinning, with human hands pressing microphone stand & leaning his weight upon it. pendulum swinging his body more rhythmically -- more shapely, & with much more finesse. round, wide movements entrance more-so than apologetic ones, & swiss was never one to hold back. especially when it concerns papa. papa emeritus the fourth, & the only papa he's ever known. sprung to this mortal coil, with the sole purpose of multi-purpose functionality. not specially created, but selected nonetheless. & he takes his role very seriously. loving & caring for the honorary emeritus, with almost awe-like qualities.

the reason for his being here, swiss is enamored with the glittering glamour & the pleasures of modern living.

both hands on the mic, swiss flashes quick teeth with a bashful yet playfully teasing demeanor. longs for papa's attention, since he doesn't receive it as often as the ghouls centre stage. often jealous of aether & dewdrop, for suckling the best of papa's flirtatious interactions. those swiss clings to, like they're the most sincerest & heartfelt of praise. the proverbial good boy -- attention making him feel worthy. & he encourages it. cocking his head, whilst he does a salacious little roaming of hand along chest. just as his hips begin to wind side to side. opposite fingers wiggling in a tame greeting, beckoning papa closer.

hands make it into belt loops, hooking thumbs to pull his hips with a haul. lolling his head about in the papa's sweeping towards him. he feels all the more a part of things, down here. enjoying his ability to move around... anticipating.

& when papa comes forth to replace his hands, hips collide...

giggling, they knock together. veiny hands pressing into papa's shoulders, whilst gloved fingers touch the base of his neck... hairs made to stand on end... the surprise is enough to almost crack swiss' gums open... or for his tail to spring forth, & beat against the floor in delight. but luckily, it doesn't. fangs just protruding when he smiles, & copia extends him downward.

fingers clutch fabric, whilst copia presses their lips together. & swiss scrambles to reciprocate with fervor, before papa flips him upright. leaving swiss hanging onto the microphone, when papa turns to leave. eventually falling to hang by his side.

he grins, & looks down at his boots with an innocent swing of the hips. hand raising to his mouth, in tiny little giggles. for the fans.. for those same reels...

but also, for himself.

[bixels]

As gen-AI becomes more normalized (Chappell Roan encouraging it, grifters on the rise, young artists using it), I wanna express how I will never turn to it because it fundamentally bores me to my core. There is no reason for me to want to use gen-AI because I will never want to give up my autonomy in creating art. I never want to become reliant on an inhuman object for expression, least of all if that object is created and controlled by tech companies. I draw not because I want a drawing but because I love the process of drawing. So even in a future where everyone’s accepted it, I’m never gonna sway on this.

[koobiie]

shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I love you Safety Wizard.

(Inspired by @keroascrazy)

[beastwhimsy]

a project I finally got around to finishing!! the mane 6, inspired by their earlier generation counterparts, within a medieval fantasy style setting. please don't repost without permission! you just need to ask.

some fun facts:

fluttershy is half unicorn here!! that's why she has the deer-like build and slightly long tail.

rarity is half horse

applejack is fully just a horse.

pinkie and rainbow are the only true ponies

their jobs (in the order shown in the lineup) are royal messenger, royal jester, royal menagerie keeper, royal tailor, royal orchard farmer and Queen Celestia's Most Specialest Student.

in this au, they all met due to working within the castle grounds.

in this au, celestia is queen, luna is still banished, and twilight is discouraged from making friends as it distracts her from her studies. she is celestia's heir and grew up in the castle.

they are all marekissers. lol

[badolmen]

WARNING 18+

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[chiptrillino-art]

(ID in ALT text)

"got your nose"

[gongyussy]

(✿◕‿◕) die (ꈍ ꒳ ꈍ✿)

[datcravat]

this place is so fruity!

[krispiecake]

Okay, without trying to take away from the joy we are feeling, we must stay vigilant. This ceasefire deal is 3 phases, the first is a 42 day pause for hostage exchange which is set to start on SUNDAY, as long as Netanyahu’s cabinet signs off on it. The IOF is not expected to fully retreat from Gaza, but stay to ‘mandated zones’. Palestinians are meant to be able to return to their homes, but with Israeli soldiers still there, this is not a guarantee. The 600 aid trucks a day into Gaza during this 42 day phase 1 is still not enough.

THIS IS NOT OVER. We do not know the details of phase 2 and 3, and nothing has been agreed for these phases in writing. We must not get complacent in this moment of respite. Please, do not stop fighting. This is not over until every Palestinian can return home, until the occupation is gone, until all of Palestine is free.

Keep protesting and campaigning, keep donating because aid organisations need all the help they can get, especially in the next 6 weeks, and it might be the only window people get to evacuate. This is a step in the right direction, but it is not over.

sources: 1 , 2

[snarkspawn]

based ofc on this

[corviiids]

my top bit of advice going into the new year: compliment people. especially strangers. literally everyone you interact with if you can. when you buy coffee in the morning compliment the barista's tattoos. when you're chatting with a coworker tell them that by the way you like their outfit. always find something they've chosen to do on purpose. nail polish, jewellery, tattoos, hair colour/style, statement accessory, outfit, etc are all good bets. things people hope will be noticed. things that aren't too personal so it doesn't make them uncomfortable (eg probably not their physical features). i've gotten into the habit of scanning everyone i talk to for something about them that i think is cool so i can tell them. it's a great habit because it makes me notice people and realise just how many neat little details there are in people's presentation of themselves that might pass me by if i wasn't paying attention. and it brings out so much joy. you'd be surprised how much it disarms people to receive an unexpected compliment from someone they don't know. it is the most sincere smile you will see all day long. it feels nice to make people happy but it also means you win the social interaction. establish dominance by complimenting a stranger's earrings and disappearing into the fog

[divorcedwife]

chess inspired fashion

[eydilily]

would you bite the hand that feeds you?