#i think this is fine

[little-pondhead]

Clockwork doodles

[4e7her]

Guess who’s back? It’s me again, hi! I really loved your work! I was wondering if you could do another? I was thinking Yandere Jamil with a s/o is either unaware of his yandere nature or unbothered by it.

Thank you for the last one! 🤍

hello! i finally got around to doing this :) getting ramped up to start working on twstober! hope you enjoy <3

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character: jamil viper, twst

contains: yandere themes, reader referred to in second person pov, gender neutral reader, kind of fluffy????, jamil calls reader ‘birdie'

"What are you up to?" You question, glancing over to Jamil, a furrow to your brow as you pause what you’re doing. He had just walked in, a troubled expression on his face, even as it softens as you meet his gaze.

“Hm? Can’t I just come say hello?”

You hum noncommittally, looking over him questioningly. He says nothing, and instead drapes himself over your back in a hug, lying his head on your shoulder. You can feel him relax into you, the stress seeming to melt off of him as soon as he’s holding onto you - not uncommon for him, but you do wish that he’d talk more about what troubles him.

“You’d never leave me, would you, birdie?”

His voice has that tone it gets sometimes - not quite wobbly but certainly shaky. Like he can’t bring himself to believe what’s in front of him. There’s an undertone that you can’t quite put your finger on.

“You know I wouldn’t, Jamil. I’ve told you already, haven’t you?”

“Mm…” He still doesn’t seem convinced - he never does, really, but most days that answer is enough to satiate him. You wonder what has him feeling insecure. “Not even for someone with more time? More to offer you?”

“There’s no one that can offer me more than you.”

Your voice is resolved, and even if you don’t know it, that was the perfect answer to give.

He presses a kiss to your shoulder, firm and fleeting all at the same time, and peers over to watch you go back to making the dinner that you had started on. There’s a comfortable silence that settles between you, and after some time, he lets you go to instead set the table.

No words are exchanged, and you never know how his thoughts had been drifting darker, to dealing with Kalim in other ways beyond babysitting him, to locking you away so he would never have to doubt your loyalty. To trying out his unique magic, just a little bit more. Jamil knew it would be easy to do. But having you come to him made your song so much more beautiful. Clipping your wings could ruin all that he had worked so hard to build.

So, he would be content with this.

For now.

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[kit-williams]

Hoof Care

Yes I was really thinking of Baldamort's voice for Drar (Watch his video on the Master of Executions and well you can probably figure out where I got Drar's voice from)

Husbandry tag list: @egrets-not-regrets @liar-anubiass-blog @barn-anon @bleedingichorhearts @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan

thank you @squishyowl for the 40k themed dividers

It was that time of the month again where you'd get a call to go to them they paid you quiet a bit and of course you weren't the only person going... it was always a big big event. You head to the Iron Warrior's base near the city... most Chaos Space Marines' don't have bases but their loyalist counterparts do... though Iron Warriors are an exception not a norm. Though you weren't sure as the Iron Warriors didn't have too much friction with their "traitor" selves? You didn't understand nor really bother too.

The norm would be the fact that there is a Night Lord base being built somewhere given that there were now enough loyalist night lords demanding it. But you made sure your tools were sharp and everything was ready... you knew the only downside of the Iron Warriors was the fact that both loyalist and traitor elements kept pushing and vying for power within their own... faction?

As you backed your truck in and got out you could hear his crooning... he was old had that slightly withered lit to his voice as it croaked out of him as if he had ruined his vocal cords time and time again. "Missy so nice of you to join us." Drar the Warpcutter spoke and if you remembered he said he was the leader of a warband known as the Malefactors of Sin.

"Lord Drar... and hello Helios." You politely said as his Master of Executions followed. The big man behind him looked at you and you swallowed... you didn't get the feel good vibes everyone else got. Your eyes flicked to their weapons... to the skulls up their belt... and you had a feeling Drar enjoyed the fact you were afraid of them. "Where is Vasso..." You ask for the current "chapter master" and you watch Drar wave his hand.

"Busy. The child is going to work himself to death at this rate and I... took the liberty of playing host for him." He says with a grin, "But enough pleasantries... you're the final one to arrive." You flinch as his massive hand pushes against your back and you move into the hanger.

Chaos Space Marines of countless chapters and warbands were here all highly mutated. Heavy hooves clipped and clopped against the floor as centaurs made their way to the designated zone. You headed over to the other ferriers as Drar trilled his goodbye and Helios just gave a nod. You could see where other space marines were watching and learning how to take care of their mutated brothers and cousins as in the far corner you could see iron warriors guarding feral marines that took the offer for maintained care but do not want humans touching them. You could understand as it took you a long time to get over the wrongness of your clients.

At least they behaved better than horses, the massive hooves were clipped and trimmed even polished if they wanted too. The utterly massive Black Legionary stallion... Troc was his name, he would have been such a pretty black horse, brought his own shoes... shiny brass things. He liked his hooves painted a nice solid black.

You could hear Adamatar bellowing as the white minotaur had hurt one of his hooves and so trying to get him to behave enough to put a block on his hoof was feeling like an impossible task. You could spy long tails wagging as fur coats were being brushed... a canine centaur of a Night Lord was half asleep as he was getting his jet black fur coat groomed and nails trimmed on his paws. You trimmed the frog of Troc's hooves just shaping his hoof as he was currently gushing about his bonded... a little girl who had a habit of calling him "pony" or "horsey" when she got overly excited and also calling him "Truck".

The shiny iron horseshoes of a bulky draft of an Iron warrior caught your eye. They certainly liked to feel pretty.... you shiver as a heavily mutated space marine lumbers past... organized chaos of it all and you're getting paid enough that it makes you not have to worry about the slower times of the year.

You could see someone with their body leaning into a massive stomach maw just cleaning the teeth of the marine. You stop looking as you hammer in his shoe and work on cutting the nails and then applying the black hoof polish.... rinse and repeat.

Sure they cooperated more then an actual animal but it was still a lot of hard work. "Hey!" You snapped at someone's apprentice. "Don't just walk behind them!" You said pointing out the fact that they were just walking right behind the centaurs. Which if he was working with actual horses was bad practice.

"They won't kick." They countered back.

"Yeah but they still can't see you and when you work with an actual horse they will kick if you walk right behind you. Give them the same berth as you would an actual horse because if one of these boy's kicks you're going to die." You huff as you resume working on the hooves of the Iron Warrior as someone was working on his horns... it was sometimes easier to do multiple tasks on the same marine as they kept still.

Lunch was provided and it was nice... it felt normal to have that lull in working as you grabbed a coffee as you worked in shifts... went around inspecting other's techniques... watching how some of them were teaching their apprentices, in various fields, or how they were teaching the Astartes on how to take care of their own. Sometimes a feral marine would be brave and try to get taken care of by one of us "mortals" but you never volunteered you had plenty of Astartes asking for you to work on them personally.

But the day blurred on by till you were getting handed a stack of cash of a few thousand dollars with the hope that you would come back same time next month and as well as the cavate that if something changed they would inform you. Again you see Drar as you head back to your trunk and a cup of coffee, that looks so small in his hands, is given to you. "What's this for?"

"Job well done?" He croons.

"Ah yes the usual hush coffee so I don't tattle on Vasso of you playing chapter master huh?" You say ignoring the scowl on his face as you sip the coffee, "or... is it hush coffee to keep me from tattling again to Vasso because you enjoy scaring people?"

"Mouthy little mortal aren't you." He hisses as you cow slightly, far too tired to not be filled with dread as he moves far too smoothly for something so big. He spat to the side, "But something like that."

"And like usual I'm going to be the last one to leave because you like chatting." You say tiredly as you drink the hot brew that made you feel tired. You had enough for a hotel in the city for tonight though... beds were always available here at the fortress. "I have a feeling you're going to chat me up so long I might just have to spend the night."

Drar laughed, it was hardly a pleasant sounding thing... it was dark and ominous... it was downright an evil sounding thing that ended rolling in his chest till it quieted. "You look exhausted."

You just drank the coffee to prevent yourself from making a 'captain obvious' joke, "I might stay tonight or at least get a few hours of shut eye."

"Then let me play the good host once more." He crooned and you just locked your car after placing your tools inside... just a few hours of sleep then you'd make the drive home.

[arandomnerd5896]

I did a lot of art yesterday but I think this was my favorite one.

This is a Genderbent version of Lethica from Edge of Midnight(specifically the newer design)

Here's a lil bit of the process

Also, for some of you freaks, scroll down for the spicier version (NSFW warning, nudity)

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[cosmical-flowers]

I feel like maybe I should post more about my self ship, so here we go! Just random thoughts I had about Sakura Nakamura & Shinobu Sengoku between their 1st - 2nd year. Most of the school ones im basing off my experience :D

1st Year:

Sakura and Shinobu are in a few of the same classes (History, Science and Math) so they usually hang out at each other’s house and complete their homework.

On the topic of classes, Sakura is in an AP class for English based on her previous scores. She helps out Shinobu when it comes to that class and he’s very thankful for it.

After Tanabata festival, they spent an hour just stargazing and talking about whatever came to their minds. Sakura really loves that day, and keeps a photo of them after the performance in her room

They share a similar music taste. They discovered this one day when Sakura was humming a song and Shinobu decided to sing along. They now both send each other a bunch of songs the other would like. (And Sakura introduced NayutalieN to Shinobu! Its now one of his favorite vocaloid producers.)

They joke around a lot about just recording a song cover together one day. They have decided that if they were to do it they would cover either Therefore You and Me (Eve) or Common World Domination (PinocchioP).

2nd Year:

Same as last year, they share many of the same classes. Sakura also decides to buy snacks for them to share while they hang out.

One day as they hung out after practice, Shinobu accidentally left his jacket for his unit outfit at Sakura’s house. The next time they met, Sakura decided to wear it with her outfit and he thought she looked really pretty with it. He never really forgot that day.

That year for valentine’s day, Sakura and Shinobu hung out at a cafe and they were mistaken for a couple. They both were flustered by even the thought of them dating, so they both just shouted out “We’re not dating!” at the same time.

Sakura has helped Shinobu promote the Ninja club before and they always have a lot of fun when they do it.

Sakura and Shinobu are apart of the Broadcasting club together, so they both decide on the background music together. One time, they decided to play an instrumental track from their favorite show together to see if anyone would recognize it.

They decided to attend a convention in cosplay and they went as Yuuta and Rikka from Love, Chuunibyou and Other Delusions! Its their comfort show to watch together :) And they both spent a lot on merch that day.

Sakura and Shinobu text each other a lot late at night. Usually they would just send each other random videos they find funny. They do both convince each other to go to sleep a lot though.

[mobydyke]

we need 15-20 episode seasons again these limited series have the worst pacing in the world and none of the character decisions hold any weight

[gvaine]

wound tending is everything. unparalleled intimacy. let me care for you. let me touch the skin around your open flesh. let me stain my hands with your blood. let me get close and breathe in the same air as you and stare into your eyes for a few seconds too long. let me make you think of me every time you see the bandage, or scar

[artistic-cocoon]

Saw someone on twt say they wanted to see Percy drawn like Yusuf Dikec and I couldn't help myself

[hinamie]

10 years later

[mellosghosts]

in my heart this joke is in the movie, but unfortunately im afraid only we, hughjackmaniacs, would get it 🥀

[renewashere]

like my first time making a proper comic! (btw, yes they are at the twins' house, only half way through did i realize that doesn't make sense)

also if you cant read my attempt at cursive the alt/ image description has the transcript :]

Also also kinda a continuation of this ?

[bunnibombz]

The thought I was having...

"She can take it, don't let her whining fool you Ghost" John said, taking a drag off his freshly lit cigar as he sits back in his chair.

"Can't be runnin' away from me now," Simon gruffed, gripping your hips to hold you in place as he sank in deeper.

What had started out as a little joke between you and John after a drunken comment you made one night about wanting Simon to "stretch you out" had quickly evolved into John bringing his soldier into your bedroom on one condition. He got to watch.

Your fingers pulled at the sheets as Simon bottomed out, a rough groan dragged from his chest as you squeezed around him.

Fucking his thick, throbbing cock into your tight pussy had been no easy task despite how wet you were, and now that you were pulsing all snug around him and crying his name as you clawed the bed he didn't think he could ever pull out.

"That's it lovie, take a deep breath" He praised, pressing a warm hand against your spine to sink your chest lower to the bed as you moaned at the absolutely sinful angle he had you held in, "such a pretty bird Price, wanna keep her for myself".

"No can do Ghost," John replied with a chuckle as he adjusted himself through his pants. The sounds of your pleasure bringing a hot flush to his face, "she's got a ring on her finger for a reason".

[thebat-musicman]

How Jason as Nightwing should have gone

Jason: Im Nightwing now

Dick: Okay

Jason: This doesn’t offend you at all? You don't want to brutally murder me?

Dick: No…?

Jason: *sigh* Man, I gotta apologize to Tim

[sabertoothwalrus]

does science experiments on you (homoerotically)

[protoctist]

i know ryoko kui is a real one because she wrote 97+ chapters of a manga about fantasy ecosystems and food chains and not once did she write the phrase "survival of the fittest" (it's a bad phrase) (it's a social darwinist phrase even) (hated amongst biologists) (doesn't make sense) (darwin didn't use it) (coined by an business major) (one of the worst phrases in pop science) (no good)