#it depends on the mood

[jadequarze]

Cr art request commissions opening when? I just want some Imogen and fearne smooches yknow

I dont know. Right now I want to take a break from comms. Plus, I need to catch up with some personal wips

[allo-frouto]

Do you like to give head? What are your favorite positions to do it in? What do you do when they finish?

I do like it and I especially like it when I help them return from Heaven when they finish.

[hinamie]

quick itfs sketch page

[theerurishipper]

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First <- Part 17 <- Part 18 -> Part 19

Masterpost

[zongzhii]

Local cowboy gets the tables turned on him

[majunju]

dress

[arsonandzippolighters]

Perfectionism truly is a sadistic mistress. So here's a bonding moment for Angel and Charlie. Wings...just sayin'.

[tee-dohrnii]

Dark Gale doodles

[wetwibuwution]

I offer a blurry video of my sleepy son

[dukeofthomas]

"Are the Robins child soldiers" It depends. If the story is super serious and into exploring complex morality and grounded from reality's standards, then yes. If the story is lighthearted, made for children, fluff, etc., then no. If it's somewhere in the middle, it might depend.

If an author wants to write a story seriously delving into the fucked up-ness of children fighting criminals, they can, and if you don't like it, you can read something else.

If an author wants to write a fun story about villains and heroes featuring Robin in a world where that's not an issue, they can, and if you don't like it, you can read something else.

If an author wants to write a serious story but not apply IRL-logic to Robin, they can, and if you don't like it, you can read something else.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

sorry mia the person who draws ur husband daily is a multishipper

[denjidenjiji]

RHER THAT BI-

so I might be doing portraits of everyone. (Do not take my word for it)

[rafeandonlyrafe]

orange peel theory (dark! and soft!rafe)

words: 1k (about 500 words each)

warnings: name calling, suggestive

orange peel theory: girlfriends ask their boyfriend to peel an orange for them, as a test to see if they are willing to help with small tasks that the girlfriend can do herself

dark

you quickly set your phone in a discreet spot, already recording as you move back to your chair, pretending to be reading your book as rafe walks in.

“what are you doing?” rafe questions, looking at you with concern, not sure if he’s ever seen you read before.

“nothing.” you shake your head, shutting the book and setting it down, glancing at your phone to make sure it is still recording. “how was work?”

“fucking tiring. dealing with idiots all day.” rafe spits the words out before toeing his shoes off and leaving them in the center of the room.

“im sorry.” you pout, standing up as rafe takes a seat on the edge of the bed. you move to stand in between his thighs, pressing a kiss to his lips. he sighs with satisfaction, wrapping his hands around the back of your thighs, rubbing over them, tucking his fingertips under your shorts to feel your bare skin.

“can you get me an orange rafe? i’m craving one.” you move away from him, setting back on your chair to make sure you are centered in the camera.

rafe gives you a confused look but nods, mainly because he also needs to get a glass of water for himself. he re-enters the room, tossing the orange towards you, which you catch easily.

“thanks.” you smile as rafe takes a sip of water and then sets it on the nightstand. “can you peel it for me though babe?”

“what?” he questions, moving to kneel between your legs, an amused look on his face. “my stupid little slut not able to peel it on her own? too much of a baby?” “rafey.” you whine as he takes the orange out of your hand, unpeeling it and tossing the peel into the trash. he pulls a piece and then hovers it in front of your mouth.

“open up whore, i know how much you love to do that.” rafe taunts you before you lean forward, taking the slice of orange into your mouth and pulling it out of his fingers, letting the citrusy taste flood your mouth.

“you are so mean, this was supposed to be for tiktok.” you point out your phone, making rafe turn to look at the screen opened and recording.

“what?”

“for tiktok, its some trend about asking your boyfriend to peel an orange for you to see if he will do small tasks for you, and you totally failed!” you whine, stamping your feet on the ground in annoyance.

“but i peeled the orange for you.” rafe says with confusion.

“while also calling me a stupid whore!” you stand up, grabbing your phone and stopping the recording, knowing you won’t put it on tiktok.

“are you not my dumb little slut?” rafe asks, standing and stepping close to you, hovering over with his intimidating height.

“i mean i am, but-”

“exactly.” rafe cuts you off, pressing his lips against yours as he backs you up towards the bed.

soft

you quickly set your phone in a discreet spot, already recording as you move back to your chair, pretending to be reading your book as rafe walks in.

“hey baby.” rafe leans down and gives you a kiss on the top of your head, which you quickly tilt up to have him press a second one to your lips.

“how was work?” you ask, setting your book to the side, glancing at your phone to make sure its still recording.

“exhausting.” rafe sighs, rubbing his hand over his face, making you pout.

“im sorry bubs.” you comment as he sits down on the bed to take his work shoes off. 

“no big deal. how was your day?” rafe asks.

“good…” you shrug. you usually go into more detail, and rafe knows it, so he sits quietly, waiting for you to continue. “but i’m actually really hungry.” you blurt out, figuring you shouldn’t delay any longer as you look at your phone again, lucky that rafe doesn’t follow your line of sight.

“what are you hungry for? we can order delivery.” rafe knows you like to cook, but he also doesn’t force it on you, leaving the option to get takeout open whenever you are tired or simply don’t feel like cooking.

“i actually just want an orange.” you shrug.

“thats not really food, darling, but okay.” rafe stands, setting his shoes on the rack next to the door before heading out of the bedroom towards the kitchen.

you can’t help smiling at the camera as you wait, covering your mouth as rafe reenters, already knowing that he’s going to pass the test.

“here ya go.” rafe hands you a bowl instead of an orange, making your eyebrows scrunch together in confusion, before you take it and realize that the orange is already peeled and pulled apart, ready for you to enjoy.

“raaafe.” you whine.

“what?” rafe kneels down in front of your chair, placing his hands on your knees.

“i wanted a whole orange.” you complain, pouting your lower lip out as rafe looks at you in complete confusion.

“why, were you gonna eat the peel or something?” rafe laughs.

“no, its supposed to be a thing for tiktok.” you point towards your phone, which takes rafe a second to see from its hidden position. “you’re supposed to bring me an orange and i ask you to peel it to see if you’ll help me with a small task.”

“should i bring you back a whole orange then so you can ask?” rafe questions.

“no, i don’t even really want an orange to be honest.” you admit. rafe looks down into the bowl, taking a piece and putting it into his mouth, chewing it up. 

“what do you want then honey?”

“can you get me a banana?” you tilt your head to the side. rafe nods, grabbing the bowl from your lap before heading back to the kitchen.

you grab your phone and set it closer. “he’s just too good of a boyfriend.” you sigh as rafe comes back through the door, handing you a banana.

you smile at him in thanks, taking it out of his hand before he leans to press a kiss to your cheek, glancing at the camera, still recording when you realize how you can still test the theory.

“peel it for me babe?”

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[kenchann]

hyp 💤

[rqztr]

Some Shockwave for fun

[eggcats]

Transfem Alastor who only finds out that that's an option for her when Vox either comes out as bisexual or transmasc and Alastor is accidentally homophobic/biphobic or transphobic.

Like Vox tells Alastor that he's bisexual, and when Alastor is like, "Why would I care about your genitals?" and Vox is like, "No! It means I like men and women!" Alastor is just like, "Disgusting. Who would like men - and on purpose!? Why, I'd not even be one if there was an option, haha!"

Same vein, Vox tells Alastor that he's actually trans and was born a woman and Alastor is like, "Why on earth would you want to be a man?! Why, I wouldn't be one if I could, but unfortunately, we must make do with the choices life has given us, haha!"

And Vox goes from upset at Alastor’s response to suddenly realizing they are having two DRAMATICALLY different conversations, and has to gently tell this old-timey deer that he doesn't HAVE to be a man if he doesn't want to be.

Like "Uhhh...Al, y’know, if you hate being a man so much, you, uh, you don't hafta be? I mean, this is hell, and you're the Radio Demon, who's gonna tell you 'no' am I right?"

I just think the conversation of:

Vox, nervous: Al, I, uh, wanted to let you know that I was actually born a woman...

Alastor, confused: But you're a man?

Vox: Yeah, I am NOW, but I wasn't always.

Alastor: What on earth is wrong with you?

Vox, extremely upset: Nothing! Other than trusting you about telling you this!

Alastor: I mean, who on earth would be a man on PURPOSE?! Why, if I had the option, I'D certainly not be, haha!

Vox, suddenly Realizing: Ooooooh.....okay, so, Al -

Is like, kinda sadly hilarious to me.