#made on dingus

[dogfogcoggg]

whats up tumblr :3

how's it hanging :o

[dingus0401]

DAISY IS LEAVING YOUUUUUUUUUUUU

SHE DOESNT LOVE YOUUUUUU

[snifflebunny21]

Posting this before I lose my nerve. I'm very proud of it :]

[mydollsaregay]

ms. molly is getting ready for a new day 💕

i just finished sewing molly’s slip from her patterns, and im pretty proud of how it turned out!!

[jzargo]

female hawke should have been buffer

[spaciebabie]

shoutout 2 this person in my class who i can tell wants 2 talk 2 me really bad but instead of doing that whenever she has the chance she'll talk 2 whoever else is around and ignore me entirely unless im mentioned by name

[transbroz]

Jerma985 blinkies: DEAN DINGUS and Anthony Banthony... who did you vote for?!

[lliquidllyrium]

[ploffskinpluffskin]

Natori: Oh, come now, Natoru. Nobody actually believes that His Majesty is in love with me. Natoru, to The Squad: Raise your hand if you think that the king is helplessly in love with Natori. *Lune, Yuki, and the Cat King raise their hands* Natori: Sire, put your hand down.

Natoru: Have I ever told you that I love you with my whole heart? Natori: For the last time, I am not taking you to McDonalds. It’s 2am! Natoru: Mean.

Natori: You know, Lune gives Yuki flowers everyday. Sometimes I wish you'd do that too. Cat King: I mean. Okay. Later Cat King, giving Yuki flowers: Yuki: ??? Cat King: I don't know, babe, I'm confused, too.

Cat King: If Natoru is really a vampire, those wooden stakes will kill her! Natori: I-- yes, but if she's not a vampire, those wooden stakes will kill her.

Cat King: Why do you look like that? Lune, laying face-first on the floor: Like what? Cat King: Like you’re dead. Lune: It’s because I’m dying. Leave me here to perish. Natoru: He accidentally called Natori “Mom” in front of everyone today. Lune: (sobs into the floor)

Cat King: We need a diversion. I say Natori gets naked. Natori: Absolutely not. Cat King: I could get naked. The squad: NO!!!

Yuki: I'm so happy, I could kiss you! Lune: Um…! Neat. later Lune, lying face down on his bed: I said "Neat," Natori. Who says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm stupid. Natori, reading a book: Oh, don't be so harsh on yourself, Lune. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when your father tried the same thing? Lune: Didn't you thank him? Natori, closing his book and looking at the ceiling: I thanked him.

Cat King: I don't know how to tell you this, babe, but… I love you. Natori: That's wonderful, Claudius. Especially when considering the fact we've been married for six years.

Cat King, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often, babe? Natori, confused: Well, I live and work here, so. Yes.

Lune: Why is Father crying on the floor? Natoru: He's drunk. Lune: And? Natoru: He saw a picture of Natori's husband. Lune: But he's Natori's husband. Natoru, with her chin in her paws: He sure is.

Cat King: Natori! I can't do Lune's stupid math homework! Natori: What’s the math problem, sire? Cat King: Well, we have to add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and hope we don’t multiply. Natori, covering Lune's ears and glaring daggers at the king: Natoru: Well-played, sire!

[ssecond-hand-faith]

Blasts my OCs with the Yandere Beam (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ——☆~. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

Looks like we got Possessive and Emotional Manipulation flavours today

[blujayonthewing]

kravitz: wait-- hang on, I sense something. is there a lich nearby

taako, because justin was goofing: is my umbrella a lich

kravitz, because griffin wasn't ready for that reveal yet: no of course not

[dogfogcoggg]

crying

[bittyfromquotev]

guys I’m so obsessed with the idea of Falter Alters PRIME x Mental Casualty AU that in planning a while thing for it

*vibrates excitedly*

I’d post the planning but it’s in writing and idk if my writing is legible enough and I’m too lazy to type it all out again ;-;

[staceymcgillicuddy]

If you’re still taking prompts for the writing one, 2 or 23 mayhaps? 💖 No worries if not. 😘

I am, in fact, still taking prompts! And I'm going to answer both of yours! Here's number 2, and I'm going to start work on 23 now. I'll tag you when I post it!

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

The concept is so ludicrous, so ridiculous, so beyond the realm of comprehension that Eddie has never considered it in the three months he’s been privileged enough to call Chrissy Cunningham his girlfriend, his sweetheart, his one-and-only. Like, he’d prostrate himself at her feet daily if she’d let him, and maybe he’d tried once or twice before she’d “oh my gosh-ed” at him in a way that had him swooning and grabbing at her knees and kissing her ankles and yeah, alright, he worships the ground she walks on. Fuck him, right? 

So, the idea that Chrissy could be jealous? Does not compute. Beep-bloop, broken robot, bye-bye. 

Yet, there Chrissy sits, arms folded and a frown on her face, in the front seat of his van where he’s giving her a ride home after Corroded Coffin’s standing weekly gig at the Hideout. Chrissy can’t always come—her mom and dad aren’t exactly down with Eddie, so her attendance is contingent on whether she can sneak out—but she was there tonight, looking perfectly delectable in one of his old Dio shirts that she’d cut up and turned into, like… some girl shit where her boobs are pushed up and fantastic and it nips in at the waist, and yeah, he’s gonna eat her out. He’s gonna eat her out so hard, what with the flippy black skirt that’ll be so easy to get underneath.

Only that’s not looking so likely, judging by the way her bottom lip is shaking. 

She also hasn’t answered the question. 

Eddie pulls the van into the curb, ignoring the indignant crash of a loose cymbal. 

“Chrissy,” he says, reaching for her hand, only she turns away. “Hey. Baby…” 

“You were flirting with her!”

“With Alice?” Eddie is stumped. Shboggled. Stupefied. Alice is like… the bartender. That’s it. She’s not even a girl, really. Or, well, she is a girl. He’s made out with her twice, and she gave him a handjob once. But she’s older—in college in Indianapolis—and she only picks up shifts at the Hideout when she’s home on break because her uncle owns the bar. And, like, yeah, she has a great ass and a cool haircut, and she’s fun to talk to, but he wasn’t flirting. He was just, like, kidding around. Teasing her a little. Coercing her into a free drink and a smoke and…

Huh. Yeah. Now that he thinks about it, he can see where Chrissy’s coming from. 

“Allie’s just like, my buddy, though?” He offers by way of explanation. 

“Eddie, come on,” she says, and her chin is still wobbling. 

“I’m serious, though! You don’t have anything to worry about.” 

She rounds on him with a glare, and he’s suddenly quite sure that he’s stepped in a pile of dogshit. “Oh my gosh, I’m not worried, Eddie! I’m embarrassed!”

“Th—why?” 

“Because it’s humiliating to have to sit there while my boyfriend flirts with another girl in front of his friends, is why!”

Oh. Huh. Eddie never thought about it like that, but then, he never had a girlfriend before Chrissy. But, if the tables were turned and she was being real cute with some random dude while he had to sit there and watch, he probably wouldn’t be thrilled with the situation, either.

“Fuck,” he says. “Chrissy…” 

“Don’t do that crap, okay?” She blinks, and there are tears in her eyes. Eddie officially wants to kick his own ass up one side of the street and down the other. “It really hurts my feelings.” 

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he says, and he means it. “That was a dick move.” 

Chrissy softens slightly, and this time when he reaches for her hand, she lets him take it. “I don’t care if you… if you have friends, or whatever. But don’t flirt, okay? Don’t do that.” 

Eddie nods, and if the gearshift wasn’t between them, he’d have flung himself across the seats and onto her lap by now. “Got it. Yeah. Totally. Just… new to this, you know?” 

“Uh-huh.” She shrugs, then offers him the tiniest hint of a smile. “You want to make it up to me?” 

“Depends.” 

“On what?” 

“What you’re wearing under that skirt.” 

Other prompts from this meme!

[rubeau-art]

A lot happened to Val during the last session. He’s fine.

I’m so normal about him I swear. He’s totally not going to be filling an unnecessary role in Atlas Rising later down the line that may or may not escalate into it’s own thing.