#n a tree

[nade2308]

Reacher in every episode of season 1

@thethistlegirl

[hinamie]

u should think of tiny megu. To keep the stress at bay. You should draw him actually. Ooooo you wanna draw tiny megu getting the love he deserves so bad /j

he's with his 2 best friends

[humuhgod]

A ND THEY WERE ROOOMMMMATESSSSSS

[parisoonic]

i've been posting tf2 art for a whole year! waugh, how did that happen!? really enjoyed playin and drawing this silly game for a year :)) some wee sketches that took 3-5 mins each

[hitoshiskitty]

i keep forgetting to post here.. this is a pretty self indulgent jason ngl lmao.. jason luvrs come and complete the heart

[lightasthesun]

anyway I saw codywan kissing today 🙄 they were really going at it too. Obi-Wan's hands in Cody's hair. One of Cody's hands tilting Obi-Wan's chin up, the other on his ass.

I left them to it. Didn't want to impose.

[an-established-butt-dent]

The Veil is thin tonight-

-Can you feel it on your skin?

Tingling?

Ink and fineliner on paper

Available as Print

[weaselmcdiesel]

Hiking with the matesprit

(this was hugely inspired by @/erysium and their gorgeous natural scenes! particularly, this post)

[rozugold]

I wanna feel like I’m gonna die any second— I wanna feel calm!

[allywthsr]

MAKING ORNAMENTS | (l.norris)

summary: you and your kids make ornaments, lando is a supportive dad

wordcount: 1.2k words

pairing: dad!landonorris x fem!reader

warnings: kids

notes: I want Lando to take care of my kids 🥺

advent calendar

You sat with Lando and your two kids, Louis and Sofia around the table, craft items in front of you. Louis was three years and little Sofia was just half a year old, she currently lay in Lando’s arms, while he was feeding her. She latched just fine at the beginning, but two weeks ago she started to refuse your breasts and only wanted to be fed by the bottle, it wasn’t your ideal breastfeeding ending, but if she felt more comfortable with the bottle, you weren’t one to deny her that.

Lando stared down at her with a big smile, still in a dream that she was here and he was able to protect her, his little princess. Not that he wasn’t protective over Louis, but he was a little boy, he was headstrong and already stood up for himself. Sofias' hand was wrapped around Lando’s thumb and he left kisses every now and then on her forehead, smelling that baby smell each time, she smiled up at him, clearly happy that he was feeding her.

But back why you were sitting around the table with the family, you wanted to make Christmas ornaments and presents. You found some cute stuff online and wanted to try it out with your kids.

The one you liked the most was an ornament diy, you needed to take a bit of clay and form it into a flat round shape and press the kids‘ hand in the clay, afterwards, you needed to make a little hole at the top, where you could later put a thread through and hang it on the Christmas tree. So you got to work, rolling around the clay with your hand to warm it up a little. You pressed it on the table, that you covered with cling film, so it wouldn’t get dirty, and tried to flatten it, while keeping the round shape.

Louis wasn’t as happy with the idea of having to do crafts, he liked to play with his toy cars or stack his Lego Duplo on top of each other, the only crafty thing he liked was Play-Doh, it was rare that he wanted to draw.

When the clay was flattened enough and you made two of them, you ushered Louis to come to you, he climbed down his kiddy chair and you lifted him on your lap, ”Louis, do you want to press your hand in the clay? We then have your handprint on it.“

He looked at you with big eyes, ”Mama, why?“

Lando chuckled while Sofia was almost finished with her bottle.

”We then can hang it on our tree, as an ornament.“

”Why?“

By now Lando was laughing, Louis had his questioning phase at the moment, everything was questioned and he had to know the answer.

”Because it’s pretty and a good memory.“

He nodded and held out his hand to you, you gently grabbed his arm and pressed his hand into the clay, with your other hand you pressed his fingers more into the clay, making sure his handprint was fully on there.

Lifting his hand, you gasped at the handprint, it was perfect, ”Look, Louis! Your handprint, what do you think?“

”It’s pretty mummy, daddy, look!“

Lando got up with the empty bottle and Sofia and came around, so he was able to look at the handprint.

”Louis, you did so good! It’s beautiful.“

He brought the bottle to the kitchen and turned Sofia around so he could burp her, he came back and caressed Louis‘ head.

”Louis, do we want to do that again? It’s for Nana and Papa, so they have one as well for their tree.“

He nodded and held his already dirty hand to you again. You repeated the step you did a few seconds ago, and when he lifted his hand, the three of you gasped.

”Mummy! My hand.“

”Pretty, isn’t it? Should we go and wash your hands?“

Louis nodded and you lifted him off your lap and sat him on the floor where he started to run to the bathroom. Quickly you left a kiss on your daughter's cheek and went after your son, to help him wash his hands. Once his hands were clean and you returned to the table with Louis, Lando, and Sofia waiting for you two, Sofia was burped and ready for her turn, not that she knew what was happening soon.

”Look, Louis, I will make a hole in the clay and once it’s dry, we can hang it on our Christmas tree. Do you want to watch your sister do the same?“

He excitedly nodded and sat on his kiddy chair again, playing with a few cars while you made the holes in the clay. Sofia was getting fuzzy, Lando tried to calm her by bouncing her up and down, but she was not having it.

”Daddy, do you want me to talk to Sof?“

He was so mature for his age and already the best big brother ever, he knew when Sofia was fuzzy, not a lot helped, she mostly wanted to be held and played with. Lando nodded and lowered Sofia, so Louis was able to look at her while standing up.

”Sof, you can stop crying, it’s not scary, and when it’s finished we have a pretty-looking ornament, you don’t need to cry.“

You teared up at what Louis was saying, he was truly the best big brother ever, protecting his sister at all costs and trying to cheer her up. He kissed her cheek and Lando gave Sofia to you, so you could get over with the clay part pretty quickly. While Louis was calming her down, you already made two round shapes, the only thing that was missing was her handprint.

You positioned her so that you could press her hand in the clay, Lando helped you with gently adding pressure on her hand to get her handprint on there. When you lifted her hand, and the print was beautiful, you immediately pressed her hand against the other clay, Lando repeating the same as he did with the other one.

Louis squealed when he saw her handprints and Lando took her to the bathroom, where he cleaned Sofia's hands.

You moved the clays to a safe spot where they could dry, and Louis couldn’t reach them.

”Mummy, when’s daddy coming back? I want to play with him.“

”Soon baby, he’s putting Sof down for a nap, did you like crafting? We can do it every year and see your hands grow!“

”Yes, mummy, but I can go play now?“

You chuckled and nodded, when Lando came back and kissed your cheek, you told him that Louis was waiting for him in the living room.

”I love you, and our kids so much.“

[herebecritters]

Can you draw flippy x flaky please

You’re lucky I love them ❤️

[basiatlu]

[starrierknight]

pairing— gn!reader x getou suguru a/n: look guys!!! im still alive!!! i still write!!! ugh, i wanna reveal the rest so badly...

"I swear you do that on purpose," he said, rolling back his shoulders as he spoke.

“Do what?”

"You can't seriously tell me that you're not doing it on purpose. It's obvious you're trying to get under my skin."

“Do what, Suguru?”

As if choreographed, you exhaled a languid wisp, the tendrils gracefully swirling towards Suguru. His fingers traversed the delicate chain of your necklace before aiming for the cigarette. You shifted the cigarette to the opposite corner of your mouth, eluding his reach.

"Say please.”

“Please.”

The word rolled off Suguru's tongue in a heartbeat, a whispered and all too familiar plea from your past love. As he leaned in, the air thickened, his breath intermingling with yours drawing you closer, drinking you in.

The cigarette found its way from your lips to your fingers. Your hand cupped Suguru's jaw, the touch electric, as your thumb traced the contour of his bottom lip. It was a simple act, yet it sparked a symphony—a stolen breath released, a heart pounding harder.

"Open," you whispered.

Suguru yielded, parting his lips. Your thumb lingered on his bottom lip, a slow and teasing, each moment stretching languidly in the intimate haze between you.

this work belongs to 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. please refrain from plagiarising any of my works and do not repost/translate/modify/copy onto any platforms.

[randommmthoughts]

This looks great out of context

[doobledabbadoo]

wdym officer?? im not drawing htf characters as anthro characters- *spills these all over the floor* oh gOD OH- *spills some more* FUCK WHO SNUCK THESE INTO MY SUSPICIOUSLY LARGE TRENCH COAT

[sugerbatz]

sigma drawings 🦕