#im a patriot

[afera-bh]

Old but gold. I think this fanart might be good for a first postᕙ(ಠ ਊ ಠ)ᕗ

I'm gonna upload older works for now and then start with recent ones.

[justice4spacedogs]

his head would explode if he learned ab the US school system 😔 (click image for better quality)

[soybean-official]

Compiled the Disco Elysium style MGS2 portraits into 1 post!

[slater-baby]

But the way I can totally see (and have been hopelessly imagining) an unhinged spitfire American woman absolutely ruining Simon’s life (in the best way possible).

Thank uuuuu Slater <333 I can’t wait to see what you have up your sleeves!

BRO FR!!!!! Sometimes, the British-American divide can get overused in fanfics, but!!! In some specific instances, a healthy dose of barbecue, Jif Peanut Butter, and good ol’ American flags can bring a man to his knees 😤

For real? If there was a spitfire American girl to drag him around the states, taking him to all the stupid sight-seeing spots he never wanted to go to, you can bet your ass he’d let her lead him around by his hand with a smile on his face.

Because he never thought he’d be stuck on a boat watching fireworks in some backwater Mississippi mud hole, but here he is now. And when your girl pushes you into a lawn chair, shoves a beer in your hand, and tells you (threatens you) to sit there and enjoy the 4th with the rest of them, you’d damn well do it. Trust him. He knows.

Because last Fourth of July ended up with his pretty girl half drunk in a still-soaking bathing suit, giving him the cold shoulder after he made one (1) poorly timed 1776 joke that turned into a party-wide debate.

That, and it ended with the two of them missing the firework show.

(NSFW below cut)

Because he’d followed her around the party until she had no choice but to speak to him. Until the heat in her body overcame the still-simmering annoyance she felt.

Until he’d had her pressed up against the wall in the darkened entryway of their friend’s lake house, bikini bottoms around her knees, his cock pushing in and out of her slick cunt, while he whispers hushed apologies in her ear with every sharp thrust.

And even when she’s moaning his name, ass spanked raw and red, she still has the audacity to pretend to be mad at him.

“C’mon, love,” he whispers, “I said I was sorry, yeah? Can’t still be mad at me, can ‘ya?”

Her nails dig into his wrist in warning, but she still pushes her ass back onto his cock anyway. He has to resist scoffing at her own hypocrisy.

“I can,” she seethes, “I’m still mad at you, Simon.”

“Mm,” he reaches down to swipe a finger over her clit, “What’ll make it better, love? Tell me. Need me to fuck you harder? Fuck you faster? Need me to get on my knees for you? Show you how sorry I really am? Tell me, love. Tell me and I promise I’ll make it better.”

Some strangled noise leaves her mouth, and she bites her lip. Her eyes are still angry when she turns to him, but something so demure and desperate collects inside of her. And when she opens to mouth to speak in that pretty accent he’d only ever heard in the movies until now, he’ll be damned if he says no.

“Need you to…” she trails off, a little to desperate to be coherent, “Need you on your knees, Simon. Please.”

“There we go. That’s it, love,” he grabs a handful of her ass, “Sayin’ please ‘n everything. Wasn’t too hard, now was it?”

“Don’t push your luck,” she quips.

“Wouldn’t dare, love. I said I was sorry, didn’t I?”

She purses her lip gloss colored lips, pressing a hand to his shoulder to push him to his knees. And when he gets down right in front of her, that stupid American flag bikini front and center on her beautiful body (it was supposed to be a joke), he’s harder than he can ever remember being in his fucking life.

“Then prove it,” she tells him, yanking on his hair.

And by god he does.

Because he might be the one wearing the pants, but his little spitfire has always been the one in charge. Needless to say, he lost his peace of mind way back in England, and he’ll probably never get it back.

[toastsrambles]

it’s all about how the moriarty brothers love each other so much but none of them believe they deserve that love.

albert sees himself as poison, corrupted from birth. he recruits william and louis and he ruins them too, dragging them down to his level. he sees himself as fundamentally lesser than the two of them, and how he thinks he’s tricking them into loving a lie, a version of himself he can never be.

and how william knows he is his brothers’ idol, and he did that to himself, but it also means that no one can understand him. he has to do it to fix the world, to make it better for his brothers, but it makes him so, so lonely. and how he also knows he is a devil, and he can’t let himself bring his brothers down with him.

and louis knows that his brothers want him to be a part of their better world but doesn’t realize until too late that he’s going to live there alone. he wants to be there for them but they won’t let him in, and he’s helpless to do anything as his brothers burn themselves out for him. he never asked for it and he never wanted it and he can’t bring himself to tell them that.

it’s how louis just came along with william, albert didn’t really want him and louis knows it. how albert wanted a new world first and a sibling second. how william longs for connection but refuses to let himself have it.

how they love each other but they don’t think they deserve each other. how they all see themselves as the odd one out, the one that the others would be better without.

doomed romance? pfft. doomed siblings. that’s where it’s at

[courtesanofdeath]

WE ARE SO BACK

[mommyesque]

Close enough, welcome back sherliam!

[snakeyp00]

I said the next time I drew Rose she'd be normal (I lied)

[likesdoodling]

More stuff from stage play photos I have saved! This scene was definitely one of my favourites, XD

[theology101]

This is Marshall Noble, of Easy Company 202 Battallion - should we take him in for questioning or immediate execution via Firing Squad, sir?

ATTENTION HELLDIVERS! The ministry of truth is lying to you!

Don’t listen to their outlandish malarkey and sugarcoated ersatz! Don’t listen to the formulated lies about the non-existence of flying Terminids!

Earlier today, in a routine impossible-difficulty mission to Hellmire, after being attacked brutally by an enormous Bile Titan, I found myself being hunted by a viscous horde of Terminid spewers, chargers and warriors, so I ran away to ‘safety’ to hopefully find the chance to reload my trusty shotgun.

However, as I found myself at the edge of the combat zone, surrounded from all sides by the awful bugs, and as far as I could possibly be from my fellow Helldivers, I found myself decended upon by what seemed to be flying Scavengers and Warriors! But besides that, they were… different!

They were more powerful! They were stronger! They were faster, more nimble and most importantly, flying! Compared to the average 5 or 6 hits to down a Helldiver from a normal scavenger, these only took 2 or 3! Potentially even less if I hadn’t used medium armour!

Truly horrifying!

So fellow Helldivers, don’t listen to the Ministry of Truth’s lies! Spread the word! Share any encounters! We must show the people of the Helldivers and Super Earth the truth of the Terminids and most importantly, these new “Hunters” as they are so called!

[ssessame]

Redrew this old banger with three years worth of art improvement, oof. Three years and they’re still my favourite ship of all time. Don’t even mention them near me, I will go rabid.

Original:

[eliasorchard]

unhinged comments i found on pinterest

[othwllo]

[im-an-insane-man-lover]

Any guy can be babygirl, but it takes a man to be a wife

Is this too wild of a random combo guys

[chipper-smol]

very vivid feeling i had last week

[frenchonionsoop]

it's for your own good, it's for the neighbourhood

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