#itty bitty oranges

[wearily-confused]

chhoti chhoti oranges >>>

they are so smol and so cute and so tasty

[hellpuffin]

he has something very important to show you

[karmesean]

SORRY I HAVEN'T BEEN POSTING.... there is no reason life is just kicking my ass

but here's a little runaway AU sneak peek of the maybe next post... 🫣

anyways ^_^

[blightbrxt]

Still in my pjs 😴

[tatos-stick-pile]

Offical ginger post everyone spread the word

Anim vs bug au belongs to @wtfgaylittlezooid

[sunshineram]

btw i promise im working on art!!! its a slow process since ive been off my adderall but!! have some wips in the meantime :)

some really cool SM artists oc's (G.L and Ruth!)

this fuckin guy (for a pinned post on twitter telling people that im more active here, since both artists up above are on twitter)

[rejectclone]

SULFURIX NOOOOOOO GET THAT CRYSTAL CHARM OUT OF YOUR MOUTH!!! ❇️💎🧨

[neutralchaos1]

Things are looking not great for all my us-moots but I wanna give a little breather to the dash.

So here are some little bastard man and itty bitty photos

[pricklymuffinzzzzz]

Orange Blossom Stimboard 🍊

[lablass-2882]

Sneak peak/ tooka cat reveal.

Meet Serg. Havoc and Creature.

Better drawings of these two will be completed...... eventually.

[gaillol-13]

A new AO Episode dropped a few days ago called 8-Bit Orange. And I am not immune to how genuinely cute Orange looks.

Tiny...

[karmesean]

runaways au

next runaway au post

previous runaway au post

[benevolentbucky]

We’re taking care of a lil white rat named Saturn for one (1) night and she’s the cutest thing in the world and I really missed having a rat around!!!

[canipleasegetthenumber15]

wind-down drawing/doodle

[garpen]

Is Starfire publicly dating nightwing if so how does public not connect Starfire to kori and nightwing to dick?

I think you're asking bc she visibly looks not human?

I think in the comics it's sometimes (albiet inconsistently) explained that she is able to make herself blend into human society/alter her appearance slightly (i.e. toning down/turning off the glowing of her eyes) but she rarely changes her appearance completely. And she goes by a civilian persona "Kory Anders"

I also think that the general public is somewhat used to seeing meta-humans, aliens, and other beings that may not look like a "normal" human. Which makes Kori's appearance less shocking than it might be in a more realistic setting like our universe.

So bc of that people just don't make the connections. I also think it would be funny though if they DID make the connections, but everyone just gaslights the public, like-

Random civilian, approaching Kori and Dick: OMG Starfire, I'm such a huge fan!!

Kori: I am not Starfire.

Random civilian: Yes you are?

Kori: No, but do not worry about it-I get that she is what you call my "celebrity look-a-like" a lot.

Random Civilian: You're literally giant and orange and have big red hair. you are CLEARLY Starfire.

Dick, interjecting: She's only 6'4! That is not giant and though it is above average it is perfectly normal thank you very much! And what, everybody you meet who is orange, is Starfire? Does that make the entire cast of Jersey Shore, all a bunch of Starfire's then? Every oompa-loompa? Every red head? My friend Wally is red-headed, is HE Starfire?

Random, spluttering and confused: Well...no! But her eyes are literally glowing green!

Dick: I remember when my itty bitty baby brother Jason's eyes would glow green, is HE Starfire? (he was a red head at some point too but moving on)

Random civilian, successfully gaslit: I...no? Oh gods, I-I'm so sorry for assuming...um...have a good day I guess...um bye?

[tteokdoroki]

imagine silently vibing in the kitchen with katsuki bakugou.

you help yourself up into the counter, dressed in nothing but his shirt (haphazardly thrown on after spending all day kissing and getting nasty in bed) and a pair of fuzzy socks because he’d told you the apartment was cold since he runs warm and you need to keep your feet warm.

the kettle rumbles loud and proud beside you while katsuki gets the mugs from the top shelf. you’d made them together on your sixth or seventh date — a pottery painting class. bakugou’s is a creamy shade of Orange, like the sun setting outside the kitchen window, warm on your back. and yours is a soft pink, like the blush that dusts his cheeks from being caught staring. staring at you.

you let him make you some kind of herbal tea. watching bakugou grab the tea bags from another cupboard. this time, you’re the one staring, eyes caught on the motion of his back muscles rippling before cascading down to his unfairly slender waist, his grey sweat pants that hang a little too low on his itty bitty hips, and the rough textured skin on his side. the battle scar you love so much.

“what flavour?”

you hear him mumble, your gaze that was once tethered to the eighth wonder of the world (his phenomenally beautiful body) shoots up to bakugou’s face. a lazy smirk lies on the plump edge of his lips and compliments the his chiselled features illuminated by golden hour outside. you see the sun reflect off the brownish flecks to his gorgeous ruby eyes and the soft tint of blonde to his hair (you make a mental note to thank mitsuki for this later), before mirroring his smile.

“peach.”

to people on the outside of your lovey little bubble — there’s nothing significant about your choice of tea. but to you and katsuki, you know that it’s the same flavour as the lip glaze you wore on the night he first kissed you. it’s the scent of your body wash, the one that you leave at his place because you know that bakugou adores peaches on you. peaches, like the fruits you cut up for him whenever you’re able to join him for lunch at the agency, swiping your thumb over his chin as the juices run down it — sucking it off with an affectionate laugh.

“sweet,” bakugou hums into the quiet ambience of the kitchen. “just like you.”

his hands, though capable of intangible levels of destruction, work delicately and quickly to brew you the perfect cup of peach herbal tea. before you can even ask, he sweetens your cup with a tea spoon of brown sugar and a dash of golden honey — pushing it towards you gently. with a loving whispered reminder. ‘careful, it’s hot.’

katsuki waits for you to take a sip before he does the same with his own. he won’t admit to how cute you look on his counter, in his apartment, in his clothes with his marks on your neck, glittering under the setting sun. his bare feet pad on the vinyl flooring as he crosses the kitchen to meet you and his chest bristles with happiness when your legs part to make room for him.

“good?”

“always,” you chirp, looking up at kastuki through your lashes with your big bambi eyes. “i love you.”

katsuki looks taken aback but quickly recovers, rubbing his cheek on his bare shoulder as if to rid himself of the heat rising underneath its skin.

“love you even more. now drink up b’fore it gets cold.” he says gruffly but he’s lovesick all the same. you think that bakugou is so cute, you might implode.

and there you are, vibing out in the quietness of his kitchen — clinking your misshapen mugs together and drinking tea, letting the world go by as if you’re the only two people in it.