#love for the future

[euphorial-docx]

everything i ever write is and will be about love. everything i ever write.

[blondebrainpowered]

Mouse Armor by Jeff de Boer

Etsy Mouse armor necklace and earrings available as well as other work by Jeff de Boor.

[great-and-small]

Apparently the local university’s undergraduate entomology course sends students to catch insect specimens at the same place I like to go birdwatching, which explains why I saw three enormous frat looking dudes with tiny bug nets and overheard one emphatically say “bro BRO I told you we already have enough lepidopterans”

[nonbinoclard]

classic toxic yuri btw.

[0sbrain]

alternatives for ai to design ocs

hero forge

picrew

the fucking sims 4

your local furry artist

bitmoji

shitty photoshoped collage

DeviantArt bases

zepeto

making edits of your favorite character

searching "dress up game" on the app store

learning how to draw

[soft-likethesunset]

i'm not the best at singing. but i'm gonna sing anyway dude. i'm not the best at painting. but i'm still going to paint. my dancing will never see a stage. but it's perfect for early mornings in my bedroom and late nights with people i love. so what does this mean? it means that people are designed to do. not to be the best. just to do. if you're doing what you enjoy, then you don't have to be the best. you just have to enjoy it. you have to live.

[lemongogo]

dont forget what happened to icarus

[plutonicbees]

save a horse (the sequel) 🐎

[merlinmylove]

Arthur has the opposite of a competency kink, i fear

[blue-willow-tree]

Mean switch x mean switch, my beloveds

"No no no it's too much" x "If I could take it, so will you."

"You're just a needy little sub, that's all" x "Oh yeah?"

*catches their breath and smiles* "My turn" x "Oh no"

"I can't wait to ruin you like you just ruined me"

"I'm better at that than you are" x "Get on the bed and let's find out, baby"

"Don't dish out what you can't take, sweet thing"

*just tried something new for the first time* "Fuck please do that to me too, please" x *2 minutes after being fucked into oblivion* "Beg for it"

"Please get us some water" x "I can't walk either"

"Please I'm begging you" x "Where's Mommy now, hm?"

"You can fuck me better than that" x "Shut the fuck up."

"I need to use you tonight" x "I'll be whatever you need me to be"

"Brat" x "Says you."

"There we go, good job baby. You look so good on your knees for me." *2 hours later* "Please don't stop please don't stop please please please"

[auden-dahn]

netpet, your new friend! 💾

[🍵 kofi]

[briarscreek]

mafia boss price in the 40’s and how you both meet

you moved to the city to get away from a toxic family and start a new life. becoming a career woman, that they chastised you for. you attend a new church because the ones back home were full of hate but you wanted to at least give this one a try.

it’s not a big one, probably has more seat rows than people on a busy sunday service but it’s incredibly welcoming. a pack of four old ladies come up to welcome you to the church, ask to take you to lunch and ponder more about your life.

no husband? that’s alright dear. you are an exceptionally intelligent young woman who they can’t wait to see flourish in her career. you start to grab lunch with them more throughout the next few weeks after sunday service; a new routine for you while they gossip about their sons. something about the family business but you never understood what that particular business was.

you ran into mary on a late wednesday evening at the grocery store, running out of a cooking ingredient you forgot to grab earlier in the week. she had as well, claiming that she’s baking a large batch of cookies for the youth center with a 25 lb bag of flour in her hands (that you tried to help her with while she almost scolded you about it). you’re both making small talk as you hear a deep voice from behind her.

“there you are, mum. you can’t go wandering off like tha’.”

a bulking man of 6’2 with a mutton chop beard and bright blue eyes came right around behind mary and took the large sack of flour from her hands onto his shoulders.

“darling, i’d like you to meet my son john.”

it was like sparks between you but you couldn’t be sure if he felt them too.

“hello, love.”

smooth man. just like the playful mirth in his eyes and the grin on his lips.

“john? mary, is this the same john who actually slipped on a banana peel and ruined his grandmother’s birthday cake, right?”

the grin dropped and the tips of his ears turned red.

“mum! you told her that yet i don’t know anything about her?”

“then get to know her john”

he turned back to you as he heard you quiet giggles.

“would you like to go to dinner with me, love?”

“i would love to.”

“i’ll pick you up at 7 on Friday.”

“wait, you don’t know where i live.”

“no but my mum does, i’ll ask her for directions.”

mary and john had both walked out of ear shot before you could say anything else.

“thanks for helping me find my wife, mum.”

“of course dear. anything to help get me my grandchildren!”

[sixofclovers]

theyre best friends. to me.

[hotcinnamonsunset]

when art (below left, print by Anna Haifisch) inspires art (below right, follow up by @molabuddy) inspires art (above, hand knit cardigan by me)🐕

[magulon]

Deep cut!! We couldn’t win it for you but you won our hearts anyways <3