#inbox :)

[infamous-if]

ive been reading the demo again with the povs at the same time and it's absolutely HILARIOUS how bigger the scenes are on sevens povs bc they are overthinking EVERYTHING while there's elevator music playing in mc head fkfjdkrjrjfkfk

seven is relatable in the sense that they overthink everything…*cue the "celebs...they're just like us!" magazine spread*

[moonsun2010]

Ooh man, I love your Crew of Light's first Christmas tags.

Can you imagine... Lucy died on the longest days of the year, when light fades and darkness starts to reign on land and on everyone's souls from losing her. Then a month after Dracula becomes ash the Crew of Light are there together on the longest night of the year and Christmas and near the dawn of a new year. Light starts to slowly but surely come back, as if Quincey made sure of it.

Context: Anon is referring to my tags* on this post... Anon I wanted to reply to this with a comic on Christmas but I took too long,,, consider it a post-Christmas gift:

*My tags: #im damn rusty on the loreTM rn but i do agree arthurll throw a fancy ass celebration and stuff as expected from the lordling #and then once thats done the real celebration of them meeting at the Harkers occurs where its more somber. i imagine the 1st christmas #postDracula is very somber. its barely been a month after all. no parties in the goldaming estate this year im afraid yes the new lord is #just so deeply in mourning isnt he devoted. sitting at the grave of his beloveds every week. hes still in his room now mediating i heard #just as the loneliness finallt gets to arthur hes greeted by a knock at the door. seward has come to find him—one look at his drawn face #is all it takes to know they were both mourning the same ppl. so they go. down to the harkers' where van helsing is alr waiting by the door #chiding them for their lateness ('didnt you receive my telegram' 'that seems to be a recurring problem yes') even as VH's hug warms them up #from their trek through the snow ('oh no we dont need a carriage dears enjoy your christmas'). they become warmer still sitting ard the #hearth with the Harkers similarly harggard yet brightening instantly as the group reunites... and as they exchange stories of the dead #it is as though they still walk amongst them their memory forever kept alive. if 2 ghostly presences watch from the doorway well. #do pardon them. they just missed their family so much.

[mattastr0phic]

When i read the “I'm too old for that shit.” Part in your pinned i thought of the grandpa from up with a shitton of scp merch on

Sometimes the best way to handle the internet is to look, type out one or two sentences of bitching bout it to a close friend, then taking a fat nap and not letting it matter to you ever again. I got a wife and kid I ain't dealing with shit, ion gotta!

[qwiopty]

hello!! can you please draw tails in santa clothes or just something very festive?? maybe a christmas onesie!! it'd be so kewl to see him enjoying christmas :] your artstyle is amazing btw!!

thank you for the kind words!! 😁😁 heres some more winter tails bahaha!!

[dungeon-meshi-tournament]

Not sure what to call this Falin outfit (blue coat? modern apparel? transition goals?) but this for the outfits tournaments please

There's plenty of modern outfits and every Falin picture is transition goals, so I'm going with blue coat lol

[autemka]

Has anyone ever held Autem like this before? Zero interference. Just a whole lot of giggling

-🐺♠️

I can be picked like this in my fox form(human too)

but I think that was my first and last(no) time to be picked up like this ever

[fuzziiwuzzii]

I just noticed the matching necklaces in the claudeleine mistletoe kiss! so sweet and affectionate 🥺💕 ty for all your incredible art fuzzi!!! 🩷

Thank you!! ^^ The matching necklaces have actually been a long-running Claudeleine tradition of mine <3

[hannibals-favourite-meal]

hii :) your recent post made me really happy, times are so rough but we all gotta stick together :) could i maybe request some fluff with aaron hotchner x chubby fem reader? i just wanna be cuddled and coddled by someone who's usually so tough and stoic. thank you :) and i hope you're doing well <3

.⋆｡Rest Your Eyes｡⋆.

Aaron Hotchner x plus size reader

A late night at the BAU with just you and your boss

Warnings: bau!reader, fluff, very new relationship, tired babies WC: 762

A/N: I’m so glad you reached out lovey!

Minors DNI

Library- @hannibals-favourite-meal-library

“I thought I told you to go home three hours ago?” You continued to stir the sugar into your fresh mug of coffee, cringing at the sound of metal meeting ceramic. It wasn’t anger radiating from the man standing in the doorway, but it was close to it. 

“I had some more case files to finish up.” He sighed, his broad shoulders dropping. You spun slowly on your heels, sheepishly avoiding his gaze. Hotch looked exhausted; his red tie loosened, a strand of dark hair out of place, his eyelids half closed. 

He pushed a hand through his hair, the strand returned to rest on his forehead. “You mean doing Reid’s case files as well as your own.” Your eyes lowered to the now unappealing cup of coffee in your hand. A shameful sort of feeling bubbled up in your stomach as the older man appraised you. 

The click of his shoes on the old tile flooring filled the small kitchen as he cautiously approached. The mug was gently lifted from your hands and placed on the edge of the sink behind you. The smell of his cologne filled your senses like it always did. A tentative hand brushed against your hip. 

“Hotch-“ His smile was small and almost melancholy. 

“Not when we’re like this.” He stepped closer, a foot slipping between your own, pressing your soft body against the counter. You breathed in a shuddery breath and finally met his dark eyes.

“Aaron.” The name felt so foreign on your tongue, like something forbidden but you craved it all the same. It was so new, the touch, the closeness, the warmth that raced through you just from a look. How easy it would be for him to consume you whole, swallow down your sweetness and devotion and keep it all to himself.

But it was all too soon for that.

“You need rest.” He murmured, slowly ducking his head down, giving you time to move away. But when you didn’t, when you instead placed your hands on the lapels of his suit jacket, Aaron pressed forward, the tip of his nose rubbing against yours. His breath caressed your lips. He had only kissed you once before, it had been desperate and loving and left you weak in the knees and you wanted so badly for him to do it over and over again.

“So do you.” You countered. He hummed grumpily and pulled away but his hands remained on your wide hips. 

“You know I can’t.” It was your turn to hum in discontent, your gaze hardening with faux anger. 

“Then I’m not going home. Not without you.” The implication was there but both of you were too exhausted to even think of anything beyond a mattress and a warm body beside you. Aaron’s hazy gaze travelled over the length of your body before he slipped your hand into his larger one.

You plyfully allowed him to guide you from the kitchen, weaving his way between the abandoned desks and up to his office. His grip is soft but constant, reassuring to your exhausted mind. A lone lamp resting on the corner of his desk bathes the room in a fuzzy orange glow. No more words or argument or appeasement are needed as he leads you to the large couch, where already a pillow and blanket had been laid out.

You wanted to joke that he had planned this, a way to get you into his bed without the hassle of a commute the next morning, but it dies in your throat as he sheds his jacket, giving you a glimpse of his powerful body still partially hidden behind his button-up. The leather of the coach creaks when you settle into it, then again when Aaron takes his place beside you. 

The couch is wide enough for you both to lay on your sides, chest to chest, albeit pressed tightly together, your limbs intertwined, heads on the same pillow. Fit perfectly together. “Just a couple hours.” He murmured like he was trying to convince himself of his own words. Your fingers curled into the blanket and pulled it up over your shoulders.

“Just rest your eyes.” You reassured, your own already closed as you nuzzled closer. He sighed contentedly once more, knowing that he would not live up to that promise, not when you were so soft and warm in his arms in the way he had always dreamed you would’ve felt.

Your cheek squished beneath his lips as he kissed you goodnight and held you as close as he could.

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[wetdogblog]

Zeus, the wettest most pathetic beast in the world and my absolute everything

I've washed a lot of little white dogs but none that look so much like a chicken breast that some wet hair got on

[infamous-if]

which RO do you think is the easiest to max out stat wise the quickest?

Probably Seb. It is very simple: just be pleasant to him and his daughter lolol

[elizapage444]

Cant live with yourself? What do you mean by that? Surely not...

it's not like I can die

...

Not with the healing Factor

...

[sanguineterrain]

hiya sanne!

i think i read somewhere that new jersey doesn’t allow people to pump their own gas? anyway, been thinking about an out of state reader that doesn’t know this and hates getting gas (especially in the winter). jason volunteers to go fill her car up and then it just becomes a routine for him to fill her car up. reader’s always talking about what a good boyfriend jason is for pumping her gas and all the native new jersey folks are looking at him with wtf expressions and he’s making violent slicing motions behind her back. not really meant to be a story request or anything, but just a funny little moment that won’t leave my head.

xoxo sunnie @sunnie-angel

Hi sunnie 🫶🏼 yes nj is actually the only state in the country where it's illegal to pump your own gas! To add onto your thought (which I love) I'm picturing reader eventually being there in the car with Jason when he stops for gas and she sees the attendant fill the tank and is so impressed that Jason's so tight with the workers that they fill up his tank for free. Like wow! Her boyfriend's got pull! She thinks it's a Wayne thing, or maybe Jason's specifically befriended them as the Red Hood. She doesn't brag of course because she doesn't want other people to be jealous that her boyfriend is just that cool 🩷

Also side note but pumping his own gas feels like one of those harmless illegal things Jason would do just to be rebellious. Bad boy alert!

[qwiopty]

may i request a simple nine doodle of him celebrating christmas for the first time ,,,

merry late christmas!!! 😅😅

[dungeon-meshi-tournament]

laios outfit: Thistle Backpack

lmao sure

It could technically also be a Thistle outfit

[goodtimeswithscar-fanblog]

Who wants to be the tango to my jimmy?

Done!

[webism]

all the prompts are so overdone in jjk community…

such are the woes of it being a big fandom. the community is fucking huge baby which means more content for you to consume which also means some prompts and tropes will be recycled. it’s very difficult to be original in a big fandom space like this because either you think of something new chances are it’s been done before 😵‍💫

if you’d like to see something new and fresh, think it up and send in a request to an author you like.