#i need this you guys

[fashionredalert]

I want old cranky madatobi who have nothing better to do than be achy and blind and snippy with one another whilst working seamlessly together to make snacks and maybe dinner if they're feeling frisky.

Tobirama loves his tea as bitter as his soul and Madara likes his sweet and he never hears the end of it when he kisses Tobirama with lips sticky with too sweet honey.

Tobirama falls asleep in his chair in the middle of reading a scroll, out loud because Madara demands story time (the scroll is actually a formula for yet *another* forbidden jutsu) since his eyes finally went kapoot, and Madara blindly kicks him awake and it sparks an argument which leads to Madara hauling Tobirama to bed.

Tobirama makes quips about Madara failing to get his dick hard and Madara hisses at him and tell him to shut the fuck up because he hears divorce is far less complicated now than it was when they first married 57 years ago and he could find a mistress any time he wanted and Tobirama just rolls his eyes but let's himself be bullied into bed because he's always ran cold and Madara knows better than to sleep anywhere else but beside him.

Madara hisses when Tobirama tucks his icy feet where he pleases but doesn't pull away, even when he starts to snore obnoxiously loud.

[wishfulsketching]

Girl dad Silco is a source of endless entertainment for me

Extra doodles:

Someone save Sevika, she is in hell

[batcavescolony]

Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.

[jabberwick]

Human Bill Cipher

(Based on Alex Hirsch's "canon" design)

And just to be clear, writing dissertations at me justifying why he should instead be a conventionally attractive twink will involuntarily cause me to draw him with even fewer teeth.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Dog Meshi.

[hinamie]

post-graduation trip airport looks

[buglaur]

[chloesimaginationthings]

How Michael and Jermey became friends in FNAF

[astro-cattus]

Cerberus Pebble

inspo

no text version and speedpaint :^] (sound warning)

[artkaninchenbau]

A h-heartfelt reunion..?

Bonus

[egophiliac]

once again, don't think I'm not still obsessing over 7-12

(eventually I will get back to being less scribbly, whoops)

[orbitganymede]

18+, MDNI

having a one night stand with simon and thinking you’d never see him again, he was a good lay, giving you orgasm after orgasm and speaking absolute filth into your ear when he was deep inside your cunt. you’d say maybe the best you’ve ever had, but that didn’t stop you from leaving early in the morning from his sparsely decorated flat, a note left on his side table that simply said you’d had a good night and you hoped he did too, you even added a cute little smiley to the end. then you’d gone on with your day, with your life.

until, about 2 weeks after, there was a knock at your door, it’s late, already having put on your pjs and started searching your pantry for something to make for dinner. and when you open the door, your surprise is palpable, there simon stood, long, strong legs covered in cargo pants, pretty brown eyes locked on you, a black surgical mask covering the lower part of his face, hiding the long scar that you remember feeling rub against your thigh. he holds a bag of takeout and then proceeds to shoulder his way in, leaving a small kiss on your cheek through the mask before making his way to your couch.

you want to ask how he found your place, how he knew you were home, and why the hell he’s here. you actually do ask the third one, which he answers with a simple, gruff “dinner”. you nod slowly, finding your way to the other end of the couch, but are met with a huff and a large hand pulling you closer to him, making sure your leg is pressed right up against his. he plates your food, then starts eating his own, makes small comments about the taste and asks questions about your day. the night seems almost normal, like something you’ve done before with him, disregarding the fact that you’d only been around each other for 2 hours tops and almost all of that time was spent by you trying to do something other than moan his name.

when you’re done you expect him to leave, to go on with his night, or maybe you to wake up from a dream. instead he makes his way to your bedroom, sits down on the bed and tells you how he can’t stop thinking about your lips around his cock. and yeah, you fold.

that’s how you end up learning that his stamina is insane, especially for an older guy, and he likes to see your face, makes sure to face you towards a mirror in full nelson or holds you in mating press with his pink (scarred) lips against yours. maybe you also learn that his phone lock screen is a color scarily similar to your irises and you see a file with your full name (one you hadn’t given him) front and center when he rolls over to unlock his phone, he says something about how he needs to send a message to ‘his team’ about dinner this weekend to meet his new bird, you wonder what kind of sports team he’s on, gotta be rugby with a build like his, but your thoughts don’t stray too far before he’s ready to go again, something about three being his lucky number, that this time it will take.

[pharmasrightarm]

oops, still feral over pre-war Dead End Dratchet

(drift: you're rusting at every joint gasket: but isn't that doctor chummy with the cops? we're literal thieves??)

started with the headcanon that drift hung around the clinic like a feral wet cat for a while, then halfway through shading these, I started thinking, what if deadlock was an especially reliable assassin because he knew what kind of damage would make sure that even the best of the best couldn't bring you back

[crescxntmoons]

MY OBJECTIVELY CORRECT LIFE SERIES TEAM UPS!!!!

First up, my dream series:

Second, the series i think would be the most chaotic:

[katsinspats]

Thematically appropriate comic for Make a Terrible Comic Day!!

I saw the original post this morning and it made me get out of bed to make something, so thank u Pseudonym Jones mission accomplished

[hoodzgyal]

jason todd is the kind of boyfriend who not only understands but actively encourages your weird and vaguely cannibalistic tendencies when it comes to him.

whether it’s sucking on his fingers, biting his bicep, or gnawing on his forearm, he’ll allow it, because it’s his darling girl who wants a taste of him.

you’re half asleep, sucking on his thumb before pulling it out with a pop of your lips. you groggily murmur, “jay…jay bird.”

“yes, baby doll,” he’d say immediately, turning his attention to your form.

“if it didn’t hurtcha… ‘nd if you let me…” you mumble, voice coated with sleepy thoughts, “i’d cut open your chest cavity and live there. you could keep me in your pocket… you’ll let me be in your pocket, huh jay?”

“o’course i would, sweetheart,” he answers easily, not unnerved at all by the dark turn in your sweet voice, “i’d keep your right next to my heart.”