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[cozylittleartblog]

@staff if you [change] the [design] of the fucking [dashboard] i will kill you

edit. i want it on the actual post that i am not actually making a de-th threat against the staff. that's shitty. the caption quotes the fucking costco hot dog meme, which i originally said in the tags. if any staff member sees this please do Not take it personally

[amethystsoda]

[violetsquare111]

honestly kinda sad about the whole tumblr communities thing

like it's cool it's fun but imo it just unnecessarily divides content by having it be One Or The Other. now if you want to look at all the art a person's posted on tumblr, including doodles, you just don't have one place to do that. quick offhand thoughts are no longer available on a person's main blog with the rest of their earlier posts, they're arbitrarily hidden off to the side.

and even worse than being split off, communities are (as of yet) not searchable at all, so anything other than recent posts just gets... lost

you can reblog regular posts to communities but then, yet again, discussion on the post is cut up into two places. you can't see any of the community's comments if you're on the main post, not even as the post creator and not even if you're in that community. idk i really prefer the regular tag browsing system

huge props to the people moderating these things, yall are really awesome, it's just qualms i have with the feature in general

[sealsdaily]

Today's Seals Are: DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (page contains constant screenshake, lag, flashing)

[ainosgarden]

the blood the cord the trio one single line, no beginning no end

hd portraits under the cut

the father

the son

the holy spirit

[chainsawctopus]

You, me, and our loss of autonomy.

[karmelarts]

the get down circa 2017 literally shouldve had this website in a fucking chokehold like. shao and zeke shouldve had white yaoi tumblr ship levels of engagement..... we're in the worst timeline

[mistfallengw2]

Feel free to be more specific in comments/notes if you want! If you want to elaborate further, how do you organize them? By role, species, age, alphabetical order, vibes or something else?

[egophiliac]

sorry if this is a dumb question , I’m new to twisted wonderland. I was wondering if you knew what dates classify as early to mid to late [month]? i like sebek’s armor card but it says it’s not coming till late November. Are there specific dates or timeframes i can look forward to?

hello! 💚💚💚 it sounds like you're on Eng and my experience is with JP (so if I'm wrong, somebody please correct me!), but assuming they work similarly -- when they say "late" in the month it's usually closer to the end of the month, like from the 20th or later. vagueness is unfortunately the norm there!

the tricks to get a better idea of when exactly an event will happen is 1) events are listed in the order they'll come, so seeing where it falls in relation to characters' birthday events can tell you that it will happen either before or after a specific date, and 2) check the end date/time of the currently-running event, because most often the next event will start right after, with a short maintenance inbetween (this doesn't count birthday pickups, because they have specific dates they gotta cover so they just run at the same time as other events). there's the occasional exception, but it's usually a safe assumption!

I checked the Eng news and it looks like you'll be getting a joint exam event that'll end on the 25th at 10:59 PM PST, so I'd guess 7.6 and Sebek's armor pickup will start a few hours later once the maintenance is done! fingers crossed that's correct, I am VERY excited for you guys to get this one :D :D :D

[demonslayedher]

I finished posting the unabashedly educational Sword Fic.

It includes a detailed (but hopefully beginner-friendly) explanation of all the steps of making a Nichirin blade from a sunny mountain like Mt. Youkou, a touch of swordsmith and metalworker folk lore (including demons), meta about what must make Kimetsu no Yaiba's swordsmithing methods different from real life methods, some character exploration for Haganezuka and his polishing method, vocabulary and additional resources in the chapter notes, and hopefully, an endearing, silly POV character to learn this all through.

[lattewithatwistoflemon]

I assumed Dead Boy Detectives was super popular, because I saw posts on here of people talking about it before I started watching. And then once I started drawing art of it, the likes came pouring in, to the point that my Dead Boy art became some of my all time most popular art on here after only being up for a couple days! Yet I don’t see a whole lot of stuff about this series on other sites. When I try to tag an instagram picture with a character’s name, it comes up with only 100 or so total posts with that tag, which isn’t much compared to other series. And I’m seeing people on this site say to make sure we express our love for the show where the creators can see it, so that it has a higher chance of being continued. And I’m just… shocked that this show might be in danger of not getting continued?? Like I watched this thinking it was the new big thing that would go down in history, and now I’m getting the impression that maybe it isn’t as successful as I thought?

[public-slaughterhouse]

Animals

another request 🙏please go easy on me if it happens to be cringe, this is the first spicy thing i've ever written but i tried 💔

18+ | patrick zweig x male reader | 1893 words | if you liked it enough pls reblog 🥲 it motivates me greatly

PS i love all three of them. do not separate. this is just a patrick centric one shot <3

You sat down on the carpeted floor in front the two, eyeing them with an amused grin. Nothing happened yet but surely, good company paired with alcohol promised to be a good time.

Both Patrick and Art donned the same smile, and it was a pleasant surprise how easily you got along, plus you were sure the 6-pack you brought in addition helped a bit.  

"So... Fire and Ice... isn't that a bit cheesy?" you asked, finishing the second can of beer you had while they sipped along in tandem. Patrick let out an amused little snort, Art grinning and shrugging at the question as if the answer was obvious. Biting your lip, you looked from one to the other, just taking in the atmosphere that was both arousing and just that sort of lazy, relaxed kind of air. The kind that naturally occurred when you started drinking with two other hot tennis players who just happened to be dudes. Even in your half-hazy state though it didn't escape how Patrick eyed you up and down occasionally, more so than Art.

"Well, in our defense, we didn't come up with that, it just... happened  one time, and then it started circulating and just kinda stuck."  Nodding in understanding, you set the empty can aside, you leaned on your knees forward, looking between the two boys with a dopey grin, who more or less looked the same.

"What?"

"Truth or dare."

Art rolled his eyes.

"C'mon..."

"Come ooonnn this is like the truth or dare situation. There's no better time for this." you pleaded. You would've asked what you wanted to anyway, but this was more fun, and a hazy summer night like this basically begged for it.

"Yeah, come on Ice." Patrick joined you leaning closer to him before sitting back with a satisfied smile on his face. Nodding as if that's all you needed to hear, you didn't waste any time asking the question that had been plaguing your mind since the match they played previously that day, seeing how they celebrated after Patrick hit the winner.  

"So... have you two ever, y'know... together...?"  

"I don't think that's how you play truth or dare..."

"A-ha, you're totally deflecting dude, I knew it!" you pointed at Art who leaned his head back, looking up at the ceiling, exasperatedly shaking his head, strawberry blonde curls bouncing with the movement. You looked at Patrick for help, hoping he'd be more willing to share,  which honestly you had no real doubts about. In fact, he looked like he was dying to tell you. You were feeling good, really good, this was fun.

"....Well--"

"PATrick, no."

Art was hiding his face in his shirt now, and that small gesture was so adorably shy of him it was almost unbearable. God, they both were. They really were fire and ice, but now you saw that in a completely new light. Patrick was all showing off and completely unashamed, while Art was somewhat held back, you noticed. They're both really fun though.

"Patrick yes?" you pleaded, goading him further, fully lowering down onto the floor comfortably on your stomach. His mouth pursed, but his smile never left his face, especially now seeing you in that position. He subtly tried to shift his legs in a way that could make his half-mast dick less apparent (emphasis on tried). He wondered if you just changed position to do the same. Now half-laying on the carpeted floor, you were situated next to Patrick's stretched-out legs, and Art on your other side peeking out from his shirt, shaking his head at the other.

"Don't leave a bro hanging like that, dude..." You looked at Art with the dopiest smile ever, and he knew he couldn't stop this, it was clear by the heavy sigh that left him. Despite the situation, he still felt relaxed with you here, aside from how you teamed up on him with Patrick. The beer almost made him forget that they invited Tashi too and he wondered if she was still going to show up.

"Oh my god dude, Patrick's gonna tell you anyway..." he mumbled out before a sudden ring made all three heads perk up.

"Your phone's ringing."

"I can hear it dickhead,"

Looking between the two of them, you watched with a snort as Art scrambled to find his phone with the elegance of a sloth on Adderall. Looking at the caller ID with a roll of his eyes, he begrudgingly went for the door, and you made a mock-displeased face at him, thinking he could walk out like that and not see his expression during Patrick's storytime.

"Ugh, I gotta go and take this..."

"Pfft, nice excuse Art..."

He took his leave, but not without flipping the both of you off for good measure.

Immediately, at the same time, you looked at Patrick, and Patrick at you almost conspiratorially, and yet you weren't even sure why, it was just first instinct. You couldn't deny, the first thought in your brain at the invitation to their hotel room was nothing less than obscene. They were both so fucking hot. Ascending to sit on the pushed-together beds, casual as ever you observed the room a bit more keenly before your eyes were back on him again. The message behind your movements didn't escape him.

"So... 'm still dying to know how it went."

Setting down the mostly empty can on the cluttered drawer behind him, Patrick rose up, not bothering to hide the tent in his pants anymore.

It only took half a moment for Patrick to straddle you, pushing you back down as you let out an amused huff at his eagerness before it turned into a strangled moan. Your clothed dick rubbed against his, another moan from Patrick following yours.

"I got other things on my mind right now, maybe later..." he gave that same cheeky grin that was present on his face most of the time.

"I wanted to do this the moment I saw you play..." The mention of that made you buck your hips into his instinctively, imagining just how Art and Patrick observed you with calculating eyes as you played the day before. You wish you could've seen that. You could see the smugness ooze from his expression, pleased with your reaction. You didn't let him get a word out though, pulling him down suddenly over by his shirt and he quickly got the message, all the while never ceasing the movement of his hips.

Your senses were quickly taken over by his smell, and you hated how much that turned you on even more, wanting to feel more of him, physically and in every other way. Not how you expected to find this out about yourself, but you quickly shoved that thought in the back of your brain as Patrick bit down on your lip, resulting in another throaty moan out of you.

You returned the sentiment enthusiastically, grabbing at the sleeves of his shirt and tugging it down carelessly, Patrick having the same idea. He didn't stop the assault on your senses, sliding his hands up your torso before he got rid of your shirt too.

"Fuck me..." Patrick growled out at the sight, and you couldn't help but grin, arching your back off the bed as if taunting him for a moment.

"No, you-"

"Shut up..." with that, he was back on you, palms stroking up and down your pectorals. It was hot, messy and sweaty as he kissed you, the only thing you could do was snake your fingers through his curls as his nose bumped into yours, and teeth clashed in the process. You didn't know kissing could turn you on this much, seeing as you could feel yourself close to cumming inside your underwear embarrassingly soon.

"'M gonna cum dude--mmph--"

"Good," he mumbled out against your mouth, reaching down to unbutton his shorts, before pulling down yours just the same. You groaned out into his mouth at feeling his hand wrap around the both of you, eyes rolling back into your head, which didn't escape Patrick's notice, letting out an amused chuckle at your blissed-out expression.

"Anyone else ever jerk you off, huh...?"

"Mm... n-no... fuck..."

You could imagine his hands were just as calloused as yours from the way you held a racket, and you were correct, and yet it still felt so different from your own hand as he slowly began stroking the both of you at the same time, your cock twitching against his as your mixed pre coated your flesh.

"I can only guess you got that treatment though..." you huffed out as Patrick moved down to your jaw now, licking and biting messily, letting you take a breather, and you could feel him grin into your neck in response, which was enough of an answer for you. He squeezed his hand occupied with your dick against his, not far behind you as he slightly sped up, the movement becoming frenzied and in turn making you raise your hips further up against his.

"Fuck, 'm close, 'm close..."

"Mm, me too..." This time, his voice was almost a whine as his forehead lay on your collarbone, and it was weirdly endearing. You couldn't help but brush your fingers through his hair again affectionately, unable to hold any moans back now.

Just as you thought that you could possibly hold on for a moment longer, Patrick's thumb began swiping at the tip of your cock, and as if in an instant you were thoroughly overstimulated out of nowhere, which is what exactly Patrick imagined would happen.

"That feel good, hmph...?"

That easy smile never left his face, watching your expression only helping him further as he kept stroking, looking down, and seeing your cum coat the flat of your belly. It was fucking dirty and he loved it. If he didn't know better he would've thought you passed out by the way you laid so limp under him, aside from the few twitches in his hand. He bit down on your neck to see if it would bring out another reaction from you.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." you felt his teeth against your pulse point, mouthing little praises and growls into your skin before he tensed up against you, his grip tightening as he released all over your abdomen with a strangled groan, collapsing down on you with a deep sigh. You were both feeling sticky with sweat and cum, more so as Patrick laid over you tiredly, gently petting the back of his head again as you both caught your breath, feeling his now limp length against yours sending a shiver down your spine, slowly processing what just happened.

"Fuck... you do that often...?" you mumbled out after a few moments of quiet panting.

"What, y'mean with Art...?" he replied with a question of his own, smiling lazily, just barely turning to look up at you. You couldn't help but snort out loud at the reply, letting that answer linger in the air, content to just lay there for a few more minutes in silence with the warmth of another body against yours. Until both of you heard the door creak open, completely missing the sound of footsteps leading up to the room.

"Hey, Tashi came-- nope, nope, fuck. Fucking Christ Patrick."

[ironicsoap]

i thought the twitter users not reblogging posts thing was basically a myth but no. its real. it can happen to you. one day you'll get the most terrifying like to reblog ratio on a post that will have you completely confounded as to how it happened

[kingjasnah]

this iss literally the steris website no one loves steris more than the gay bitches on tumblr dot com. she's the DARLING of cosmere tumblr even back in book one when you werent supposed to like her she had already captivated all with her list making swag

[local-fire-dumpster]

I love how One Piece takes place in a world where Government corruption,slavery and genocide are the norm and yet rather than make the Revolutionaries the main characters the focus lies on Pirates. Not only are the main characters Pirates but the story implies multiple times that in order to make the World Government fall, Pirates are NEEDED. (See Whitebeard stating that a massive war will follow once someone finds the One Piece).

Pirates are the antithesis of the WG.They follow no rules,no laws and no societal norms. They are uncaring of what the World Government demands, free to do as they want and chase their dreams.Unlike the Revolutionaries there is no structure,no root to pluck,no leadership to kill, in order to make the main organization fall.

Roger with his dying words inspired thousands, if not millions to set out and find his treasure because if there is one thing the government can't control it's people's dreams. He started an Age in which Pirates stand opposed to the WG with the hopes that one day a Pirate would appear, who has the power and allies to take a stand against the WG.

[bogkeep]

find me on artfight! i've decided to be team seafoam for now, but it's a tough pick this year so we'll see if it sticks :'D

i know that historically i've been pretty prolific, and currently my stats are at a perfect 50% battle ratio (equal number attacks and defenses) - but last year marked the tides shifting to a point where i'm unable revenge every single person who attacks me. i think i did around 50 pieces in 2023 and i could not close that gap! it's absolutely incredible that so many people wanted to draw my characters, but i also know it's in large part because i have promised to return the favour to the best of my ability.

uuunfortunately i can't make that promise this year! i'm going to be pretty busy and genuinely don't know how much time and spoons i'll have for making art, so please take that into account if you're planning to attack me!

see you on the battlefield!