#im rotating them in my brain rn

[peqchys]

t4t sskk . send tweet

[the-orion-inexpirience]

comfort au designs for the siblings ever,,,,,

Just,,, yk, them being happy and stuff,,,

Since I have them basically living at the butterfly mansion in the au I gave them more butterfly patterns

Changing Ume's flower pattern into butterflies is like, one of the best ideas I've ever had giggle

[kingprinceleo]

"Poor meow meow (tortures people)"

Does this mean there's lore for the dessert vampires au 👀👀👀👀👀

theres always been lore ! im still fleshing it out though, theres no overarching plot rn its just setting up the most important base details i have a REALLY clear vision for how i want to introduce the whole au so its pretty unfortunate i cant share anything until i drop the introduction

[xavalav]

wyll my number 1 bbygirl

[orionis13]

Holding myself at proverbial gunpoint if i finish my work i can draw vampires

[evevoli]

i don't know how to say this but luz and hunter servant of evil. do you get it

[arolesbianism]

I may be failing my plan to not make any isat aus. So there's this guy her name is Euphrasie right. What if I took her and combined what could be 3 separate au concepts into one. And in the process forced myself to go back and reread a bunch of shit to make sure I know how to maximally fuck over this sad wet puppy of a woman

[queer-enderdragon]

screaming crying laying face down on the damn floor—Why Did They Took Out Community Captions......

like... ya have No idea how much i wanna translate the captions of Whitepine to spanish now, is just... A Need. and for fun. and to show that i love this series already, that is taking root on my head the more i think of it, and i Need it to reach more ppl from another language, but also fuck auto translated captions

let me do it, i wanna do it, i can do it, Please—

[batz]

i complain ab gorillaz i hate on gorillaz but jamie hewlett releases new noodle or russel art aand all is right w the world:) staring at this russel image for 100 years

[t4t-scout]

Man I wanna talk about the fics im reading

[domoz]

Hi its me again this post brought to you by me sitting there thinking. if hashirama and tobirama were treated the same by their father...does it ever occur to hashirama that the same things might be much worse for tobirama. because he cant naturally heal.

Like. Training accidents and muscle aches and I mean. we saw butsuma his hashirama at least once so any of that as well…

Thoughts on: is part of why tobirama was so outwardly obedient while hashirama wasn't (even though he was heir) was bc the same punishments would hurt him for longer???

And Don’t get me started on. hashi being so outwardly emotional specifically to spite the way butsuma tried to raise them and what that did to tobirama. Like, hes trying to show hey look. im the god of shinobi im the best that’s ever done it and I do it while showing my emotions!

[dandyshucks]

fever/flu brain is like "hey u should just post several I Love Fictional Character posts for fun and giggles" and someone else in the system is holding me back by the metaphorical shirt collar from just posting delirious nonsense abt how much i love Guz dbrjdksl

[signs-of-the-moon]

I'm gonna reblog the posts I made with my art fight attacks from this year. And then I'm going back to being Normal about warrior cats

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[starmagnets]

hardest part of having ocs whose Thing is that they are rapidly crashing and burning in real time is that you can’t share songs that remind you of them without like a whole essay of information beforehand for the appropriate context if they don’t already know about the oc

[xoluvx]

Im making breakfast rn but then i thought of this

So the previous night Maggie planned a family dinner night and Billie brought us while Finneas brought Claudia. We all ended up Staying the night and in the morning We decided to go cook breakfast, and when billie comes in we start play fighting, and like we throw some pancake batter on her, then suddenly we start making out and she's very obviously trying to fuck in the kitchen and we're like 'no. are you crazy im not fucking you in your mom's kitchen.'

And you can decide how it ends 😛

☀️rise & shineee☀️

dying at this request please you know how im gonna end this anon 🤭

“why are you up so early?” billie groaned, eyes still half shut. the kitchen was brightly lit and it smelled heavenly. that didn’t change that fact that you were the first person up while everyone else was sound asleep.

“i’m making breakfast,” you looked up at her. the cutest little expression on her face. bowl in your arm. brows furrowed and lips pouty.

“how are you real?” billie teased, her voice groggy still laced with sleep. she shuffled her feet towards you, making soft noises as she reached you. her arm slipped around your waist, head leaning on your shoulder as she watched you mix.

“make yourself useful,” you joke shoving her with your hip. she groaned and you accidentally flicked some of the batter when you pointed at her with the mixer. billie gasped and her eyes widened feeling the wet batter on her neck. she pursed her lips looking at you. you covered your mouth trying not to laugh but it was too late because she was reaching for the flour. she held a small hill in her palm and blew it in your face.

you coughed and closed your eyes. tight line smile.

you lunged at her and she held your arms as she giggled and you rambled warning her (teasingly of course) that she was in big trouble and as you tussled, she wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you by the strap of the apron before her lips crashed on yours. that’s all you needed to melt like butter. you fell into her releasing control and held you as you made out in the middle of the kitchen. bodies pressed so close together. lips molding so perfectly. hands roaming each other’s bodies.

when you felt your body press against the sink you groaned. her pelvis pressing on yours. hands on your ass, lips fire on your own.

“mm breakfast,” you hummed remembering you were cooking.

“please,” she breathed on your cheek, lips wrapping on your skin, teeth sinking gently leaving small bites down your neck.

“fuck billie,” you sighed. your brain was malfunctioning so consumed by the feeling of her lips, her hands, her hips.

“yes?” she asked coyly bringing her hands to your breasts, fisting them over the apron. she found your lips again and kissed you feverishly thrusting her hips on yours, pulling your leg up around her waist giving her a better angle.

“no. no are you crazy? i’m not fucking you in your mom’s kitchen,” you replied, voice slightly high pitched and very much out of breath. but your head hung low when her hands found the waist band of your shorts and tugged at them. you whimpered when her hands traveled down your ass and under your shorts. you moaned when she squeezed your bare ass and slithered down getting on her knees.

you swallowed holding on to the counter with both hands. Your back wet from the water that’d spilled over when you were washing dishes earlier.

you watched her hold your leg up. her eyes never leaving yours. she hooked your leg over her shoulder. you thrusted your hips forward. she uncovered your pussy pulling your shorts to the side and you gasped when her tongue ran between your folds.

“oh my god,” you moaned tossing your head back as she increased the pace of her tongue. she rotated it with purpose, licking and flicking. nose buried in your cunt as the noises of your wet pussy bounced off the walls in the warm kitchen. you leaned your back on the counter pushing your hips forward swaying them to the rhythm of her tongue.

needing additional support, you held on to the faucet. grip so tight you were afraid you were going to break it. she was devouring you like you were her favorite meal and you were so close to bursting. the icing on the cake or syrup on pancakes? fuck, you couldn’t think.

“cum,” billie instructed and with a few more laps you did. decorating her face with your arousal. lips and chin glistened when she pulled away. heavy breathing. thick air in the room. lashes batting as your hand unraveled from the faucet, cramping and painful.

billie came up and held your body as your legs wobbled.

“i could eat that for breakfast, lunch and dinner,” she teased kissing your head as you blinked realizing what’d just happened... in her mom’s kitchen. while everyone was, hopefully, sleeping.

“don’t forget dessert,” you added out of breath and she chuckled nodding her head suggestively before cupping your face and kissing you so tenderly you forgot what you were doing and where you were. again.