#ignore the k

[super-cupcakeboy]

another piece from last year, it was a redraw of my friends sona's in which they kept it as their pfp for a bit! totally not suggesting the fact I may open commissions some time in the future... probably not in this artsyles but you can ask for it I suppose

[avid-mreower]

rewatched search for spock recently

[egonkula]

jim and his post adventure curls

[krysmcscience]

these were supposed to be quick scribbles and they spiraled vastly out of control, THEY HAVE FUCKING BACKGROUNDS NOW??? THAT IS NOT SCRIBBLING???? OTL

Anyway, Narilamb compilation of relationship texts/posts I found suitably fitting and/or hilarious. :D I waffled on whether or not I should keep the 'human rights violation' bit or change it to 'animal rights violation', but then I decided I was overthinking it and stopped giving a shit. :D

Here's the texts/posts in question:

I couldn't resist picking out unique robes for each of them; Leshy gets the jester costume (obviously), Heket has the evening frock (I just think it's cute on her, okay???), Kallamar gets the fancy robe (because let's be honest, that boi has GOT to be fancy), and Shamura has the modest robe (since it looks nice and comfy but with a nice spicy hint of gothic). Narinder, meanwhile, obviously gets the night shirt, because its description is literally, 'A MOODY ENSEMBLE, PERFECT FOR LURKING', and if that ain't Bastard Cat material, I don't know what is.

Also have this bonus doodle with a quote from David Cronenberg's 'Consumed':

~So Romantic~

~It's TRUE DEVOTION~

with caveats

[somer0b0fangedpup]

when you literally just think about him touching you and suddenly you’re getting wet and panting a little even though you haven’t even done anything to yourself because your puppy instincts have been kicking in ever since he started training you and your mind just fills up with the need to be claimed and taken ‘cause you’re just a desperate pet ready to present yourself to him

[houseofpsychoticwomxn]

⋰ ⋱✮ minors dni — suggestive ✮ ⋰ ⋱

♡ notes; been thinking about davids clark since the trailer — movie not out until july be damned, i had to write something

⋰ ⋱✮

Clark Kent is easily amused, throwing on a little red lace was more than enough to get a blushed reaction out of him, happily crawling into his lap as soon as his laptop was out of the way.

Superman is harder to read, harder to get ahold of. the second he was in the suit he gained a determination even the passionate, mild-mannered journalist couldn’t grasp.

Of course it didn’t usually make much difference to you, only really seeing the superhero side of him on a screen or in the paper the next day, but it was intriguing. call it curiosity, fantasy, greed even — you couldn’t help but wonder if that side of the man you cared so deeply for was doing more than just protecting you. what if he was holding something back?

you worked up the courage to say something about it when the familiar headline came across the tv; Superman saves! he looked as charming as ever, smiling and waving at the crowd of cameras and heads surrounding him. he was looking right at the camera intentionally, like he was looking right at you.

the blue and red covering him accompanied by the still somehow well-kept hair looked better every time you saw it. the reporters lucky enough to be there were going on and on about how incredible it was but truthfully it was hard to pay attention. the lack of breathlessness, the way he played it off as not a big deal like he didn’t just save the city again, the size of him towering over everyone else, all of it had you completely dazed.

you were all over him as soon as he stepped through the door, standing up on your toes to reach him for a kiss.

“hello to you, too.” a big hand cupped the side of your face, pulling you away from your impromptu attack on his own, tilting his head at you when you frowned in protest.

“I’m all sweaty and gross, let me take my suit off first, alright? then you can kiss me as much as you want. promise.” he punctuated his words with a kiss on your head, unnecessarily picking you up for just a second to move you out of the way before you tugged his wrist to stop him.

“wait, I actually- kinda wanted to talk to you about that.” you let go of his wrist as quickly as you’d grabbed it, anxiously clasping your hands together as he turned back towards you.

“about..?”

“that.” you pointed to his suit like it was obvious, nervously looking up at him.

“my suit? what about it?” you nodded, collecting the words in your head that seemed much more rational when he wasn’t standing over you.

“i think you should keep it on.” he didn’t seem to quite understand what you were getting at, large hand moving over his face in thought as you searched for a way to say it without flat out begging him to keep the suit on and bend you over.

“keep it on.. for you? like, here?” he looked around your shared apartment, eyes wandering over the living room like he was looking for clues until he got back to you, dancing around your words.

“just for a second? you’re always so.. i dunno, different, when you have it on.” you were speaking to him like you’d just gotten together this morning, your eyes stuck on the way the fabric shaped his arms.

“yeah, that’s sorta the point, honey. that’s just to protect my identity, to protect you.” he crossed his arms when he noticed the direction of your pointed gaze, daring you to say just what you meant.

“i know, but don’t you think that’s still you? like that’s just some deeper part of you?” it was glaringly obvious that you really just wanted him to throw you around a little bit — rough you up for the sake of your own filthy desires, but he wanted to give you time to rethink it, and just as bad, he wanted to hear you say it.

“what are you asking?” he stepped closer to you, boots not yet discarded by the door creaking the hard wood floor under them.

“i want to see it. to feel it- that part of you, i mean. i just.. don’t want you to feel like you have to hold anything back from me, clark.”

“sweetheart. that’s real nice but-“ he was trying to avoid the obvious; he didn’t want to really hurt you. it was hard enough avoiding deep bruises from his hard to manage strength just being clark, letting go completely seems almost irrational.

“you’re a lot stronger than me, i know. i can handle it. let me show you, please?” you took his steady hand, your own shakier than you’d like to admit — but you weren’t scared. you’d thought about it for so long it just excited you, clark was always so gentle and sweet with you — and you loved it! but he’d also do just about anything you set your pretty little mind on, and this was no exception.

“that’s really what you want?” he was just about as close as he could get now, listening intently to your heartbeat speeding up as his hands closed around your waist.

“please.”

[everkinshi]

I'm handing out tissues to anyone who needs one

[captain-krow-drozdov]

Everyone Except For Siffrin Is Looping Au Except Someone Wishes That Siffrin Knew Everything There Was To Know About The Loops And Subsequently Accidently Replaces Their Non-Looping Siffrin With Post Game Canon Siffrin And They Only Find Out Cause Siffrin Gets The Memory Of Back In The Fucking Building Again.

[kaleeesaladdd]

Tight dress and no panties/bra combo is my fav

[cult-of-the-eye]

Jonathan Sims is the type of guy to sit and watch ninja warrior with Martin and then all deadpan point at the TV and say "I could do that" and then gets up and fucking does a handstand into a back handspring or whatever then sits back down on the sofa and puts Martin's arm back around his shoulders. Yeah.

[themoonunderstoodmydadjokes]

✨ Cozy bedroom and legs for days ✨

[kibbycarrot]

All im saying is they def cuddle on the reg

[ghostofjupiter8]

WHY AREN'T WE TALKING ABOUT THIS??

The tag should be trending right now. Everyone freak out like I am right now.

[daveyfvckingjacobs]

uh uh I missed the ball on the pjo regression I’m into magnus chase again😰

[cadej0]

Brother. Ok. I've been seeing this pop up on my dash for the past three days but c!q is not white idk where you all got that from. It's pissing me off. El maje sigue siendo mestizo latino, like what the fuck??

Just because k!Q referred to c!Q as gringo doesn't mean he was calling him "white", he was calling him an American (an english speaking american, or more derogatory, un pocho). Literally anyone can be a gringo if you were born in the US, regardless of race or ethnic background, yes that includes US born Latines. Yes, i know for some, especially latines in the US, it mostly refers to anglo whites, but for most people in LatAm, it's just another way of saying 'american' or foreigner. Literal, si naciste en los estados unidos SOS GRINGO. LATIYANQUI. LATIGRINGO.

[why-the-heck-not]

hell-bent on getting this one thing done by wednesday for some arbitrary reason. why? idk. but that's the deadline I've set for myself and I underestimated how much there was to do, so rn got 3-ish days of the mad scramble left (..hopefully)