#not really but just in casies

[sillayplinker]

If you want a good shonen manga read gokurakagai

[silver-soliloquy]

s3 wishlist: the Them return so we can finally get this joke

[priestofberath]

i haven't drawn this guy in years

[maudiemoods]

Based off a scene in the amazing @jackofallrabbits fic sources of light ❤️❤️❤️

Definitely suggest reading it and you can find the link on @jackofallrabbits blog!!!

[allgremlinart]

honestly I love Toph in tlok but my defense of her characterization would come off as Toph slander I think. Like, they didnt write her as a cop because she's the rich elite and a little close-minded and stubborn and emotionally crippled by her ego and cares more about proving herself in every way possible than facilitating any societal change, they made her a cop cus it was 2012 and they were white liberals and its all they could think of I guess BUT. It fits.

[sansgout]

save me stu.dio inve/stigrave studio inve sti grave save me

[wizardnuke]

i understand this is like. objectively a wild thing to bitch about when yr average woman wants to lose weight but it is really so fucking bizarre and disheartening to be asked "how are you so skinny how do you do it" by women who are really honestly beautiful and healthy and i am genuinely so jealous of their bodies' ability to maintain some semblance of body fat. i have to say "i wish i weighed more" and they look at me like i'm crazy and then i have to say "every time i manage to gain 5-10lbs i inexplicably get really sick and lose all the weight i gained and it's a vicious cycle of never really feeling healthy" and that's not the answer they want to hear and they still don't understand why i want to gain weight and like. hhhh. makes me sad. i love you you're so pretty and i am chronically ill

[pixeldinostorytelling]

week 5, fives! no golden sports bras at the pulse hotel. will keep searching.

[transbee]

Connections.

(ID and closeups under the cut)

Image description: a messy comic made up of overlapping panels. the first panel is a black and white figure with messy hair exhaling stylized swirly smoke from their mouth. the second panel is disconnected from the first, in the foreground there is a coffee mug with the same stylized swirls rising out of it. behind the same figure rests their head and hand on the table. their hair is colored in red and green. the third panel is of a purple flower. it is missing a petal. the fourth overlaps this and shows the same figure exercising, they are doing a plank with shaky lines coming off their figure. they are outlined in red. the fifth panel shows a cropped image of a brick wall messily colored orange with graffiti on it; only the letters "RE" are visible in red ink. the sixth panel is underneath and shows cracks through the whole frame, reminiscent of a broken mirror or cracked foundation. the seventh panel shows the figure sitting curled in on themselves, they are holding a knife in their outstretched arm. blood drips off the knife and their arm. the edges of the panel are dark and the figures hair is inked in red, as well as the blood drips . the next panel is disconnected and shows a closeup of a mouth being pulled to a smile at the corners, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth. the teeth and hands are outlined in red. the next panel is beneath and shows a figure hunched over in front of a trifold mirror. three blurry forms are reflected back. they are colored light green, dark green, and red. to the right of this panel is a small drawing of a razor blade. the tenth panel is disconnected underneath, it shows a view from above of a dark, empty room. in the middle is an unmade messy bed, and a dark from sitting on the floor beside it. the boarder of the panel swirls inward towards the figure. to the right of the panel is a small drawing of an eye, looking upward, tired. the brow and iris are colored red. the next panel contains the same figure with another persons arm over their shoulders, they are colored yellow and smiling. the figure is staring ahead, blankly. their hair is colored red and green. a third person is partially in the frame and facing away from the viewer, they are colored in orange and yellow. the right side of the panel bursts out into color, destroying the edges of it. the final panel shows two hands interlocking, one colored orange and yellow and the other red. beneath the comic there is handwriting reading "i'm sorry, i don't really think any of this is connected." the word "i'm" and "connected" are colored red. End ID.

[auroralcrow]

I think they would be good friends

[ssruis]

~460 rn how long do we think this will last

[plushievash]

dirt in my wounds.... litcherally... </3

[magnifiico]

I really love how you write Magnifico! As someone who really likes this character, I find your opinions and headcanons very interesting! If you don't mind me asking, in your opinion why does he look for an apprentice when he is the only allowed to make magic?

first of all, catch me sobbing until the end of time— that's so sweet and it means the world (the universe, really) that you are enjoying my personal interpretation of this garbage disaster man T~T so many people in this community have such remarkable ideas about mags, and the fact that you appreciate mine??? i perish. thank you!!

as for your questions! c:

i raise you this: if mags is the one teaching someone magic, then he is in complete control over what they learn and how much they learn. yet again, this puts him in a position of power and influence; he gets to decide the... uhh "curriculum" here :/c of course, there's the risk of the apprentice getting too bold and doing a few things themselves, but with so many years of practice and expertise ahead of them, mags is pretty confident he could put an end to that quickly, should they go against his orders

as for why he even wants an apprentice: i hc that mags isn't able to sire children—it's basically the "sacrifice" in dedicating your life to magic (at least his particular study of magic where he was born without it and had to more or less make it a part of himself forcibly). he does want his legacy to go on, however (and wants someone in Rosas to continue granting wishes in his place!), so bringing in an apprentice is his means of doing so! plus, mags honestly has no interest in immortality (mother g.oth/el can keep that to herself), so when he eventually does need to pass the torch on to someone else, he wants a trusted person under his wing to be that someone. uvu

hope that makes sense and clears up the confusion! c: thank you again for your kind words and your continued support/interest!

[motivation-who]

committing theater kid activities again (staying up late to go over and annotate my script)

[queen-scribbles]

I ran Theron's date with Casi last night and had her yeet the datapad this time, then finally remembered to grab the post-date letter while she was running the villa track stuff today, and now I'm picturing her getting to the end bit

and cursing under her breath but loudly enough Jorgan gives her an "okay I'll bite even though I'm 99% sure I'll regret it" look. She grumbles about Theron charging the new datapad to her account.

Cue Jorgan, completely deadpan, "But you did throw his off the edge of Mek-Sha, Cas."

Casi, still indignant, is scrolling back up to the top of the email. "Yeah, but he said right here that he woulda done it himself, so I don't really think it's fair..."

And she's looking at Jorgan like she expects him, as her best friend, to back her on this. Forgetting that, as her best friend, he is 100% unafraid to drag her when called for.

But he just shakes his head(trying very hard not to read the rest of the letter, bc that's private and he Does Not want to know). "What goes on between you and your husband is way above my paygrade, boss."

She kinda glares at him. "Ass."

He's already walking away with a smirk. "Didn't we have something to do?"

"Yeah, yeah." And it's back to business, but she is absolutely gonna give Theron crap the next time she sees him.

(even if, with everything he risked during The Zildrog Stunt, she really doesn't mind buying him a new datapad. Just maybe warn her first next time.)

[joonberriess]

⋆ TAGS — really soft and domestic, TW: this deals with postpartum depression, baby daddy!jk, soft lil kisses, insecure!oc, angsty as hell, this is more of a comfort fic, mentioned baby, oc rlly struggles but jk is super supportive, mentioned past pregnancy, this made me cry, soft hours, jk pampers his lovely gf, CANON AUUUU JK’S JUST JK HERE LMAO

⋆ WORD COUNT — 2.4 k

“vámonos a comer un heladito, tu princesita, cómprame cositas. en mis tacones casi todo el día, dame un foot-rub and ice out mi tobillo,”

Your eyes fluttered under the feeling of lips sliding across your forehead, eyelid, and nose. You hear Jungkook laughing quietly as he envelops you in his strong arms and tugs you close. His murmurs and pestering have you pulling a face in your sleep, nose scrunched cutely given the way he coos teasingly.

“What time is it?” You mumble softly and blankly stare back at him, eyes heavy from sleep.

“Noon.” This has you going stiff, “Relax baby, he’s okay your mom came early to pick him up.” He comfortingly strokes over your side and backside.

You sink back into the sheets and nod, “Why didn’t you wake me?” You mumble under your breath as your eyes flutter shut.

Jungkook pressed more gentle kisses to your forehead with a low rumble, “You need a break, figured maybe we could go out–do some shopping, go to that sushi place you’ve been dying to try.. That sounds good, yeah?” He murmurs.

You hum, “It does, feels like I haven’t been out in forever.”

He waits with a bated breath and smiles softly when you open your eyes and stare back with more clarity, all traces of sleep etched away. “You’re so pretty, y’know that?” He brushes a strand of hair out of your face.

A subtle heat rises in your cheeks as you smile back, “Even with baby barf and spit all over my shirt?”

“The prettiest.” He leans over to kiss your nose, looking into your eyes with a twinkle in his own. He looks at you like you’ve just hung the stars for him.

Shyly, you press a soft smooch to his lips before flopping flat on your back with a sigh, “The fridge’s nearly empty isn’t it?” You mumble, “I’m sorry, I meant to go the other day but I ended up—”

“You’re fine, it’s okay. You know I’m here too right?” Jungkook reaches over to hold your hand, “Don’t worry about it baby, you’ve got your hands full right now and I get it. ‘s okay to ask for help too.”

You look at him with a soft smile, “I love you.” You lay a quick kiss on his cheek and roll out of bed to head to the bathroom.

Jungkook huffs, “Only one? On the cheek too..” He grumbles like a petulant child, sitting up in the messy sheets tangled around his hips and his bare chest out for your viewing.

“Get ready, it was YOUR idea to go out too so don’t make us late.” You fondly roll your eyes, you can hear him whine about something else behind you as the door shuts.

“…..” You pass in front of the body length mirror, pausing for a moment to observe your appearance. Your hands come up to rest over your tummy as you stare long and hard. “…”

You better get ready.

.

“y/n.”

“y/n?”

You snap out of your daydream and look over at Jungkook curiously, “Yeah?”

“I asked if you wanted to check out the fruits, it’s strawberry season and I’m sure they brought out all the fresh stuff.” Jungkook doesn’t seem at all bothered by the fact that you’ve spaced out for a second time since entering the store.

You shake your head, “I don’t like strawberries.” You say disinterestedly.

‘But you ate them your whole pregnancy, what’s wrong now?’ Your brain is screaming at you to just say yes and deal with it but you can’t.

He gives a soft hum, “That’s fine. Is there anything you wanted to get?” He steers the shopping cart away from the fruits, leading you down an aisle filled with spices and other cooking ingredients.

“Um, what was that thing you bought last time? When you made that white stew.” You scrunch your nose, “Ugh I forgot.”

“Ohh, you mean the cream stew mix? Uhh I think it’s down this aisle lemme check.” Jungkook leaves the cart with you as he trails down the aisle looking up, down, and around.

You pick out a few things to try out later on and happily make your way over. “Did you find it?” You curiously peek over his shoulder, damn near yelling because he shoots back up with a ‘ah-ha!’.

“What?” He innocently says after noticing the scowl on your face.

“You scared me.” You huff and punch his arm gently, “C’mon, I wanna get some chips and the aisle is back that way.” Jungkook happily trails after you, telling you all about his upcoming Calvin Klein campaign.

.

“Look,” Jungkook snorts as he holds up a pair of lace g-strings, “you mean to tell me this tiny triangle covers your entire pus–”

“Jungkook!” You hiss quietly after noticing a few older women turn their heads, “Put those down.” You snatch the panties away and toss them back into their respective drawers.

He cheekily grins and picks up another pair of underwear, “What? I didn’t do anything, I was just asking.” He chuckles.

“You are so dumb.” You giggle quietly, “Stop!! You’re going to get us kicked out, I thought I had one baby not two.”

“But babyy this is so boring, jus’ a bunch of girlie stuff and these women keep lookin’ at me like I’m a creep but I swear I’m just trying to help you.” He pouts.

You shake your head fondly, “Here, go find something to buy or do while I finish up here.” His eyes light up and he presses a messy smooch to your cheek before practically sprinting out.

Your eyes slowly turn over to the mannequin sitting tall on the platform donned in a new lingerie set. You stare at it for what seems like eternity while the world goes on about their day around you. Eventually a staff comes to break you out of your bubble.

“Is everything okay miss? Were you interested in our new spring collection?”

“Oh, um yeah, well I’m trying to surprise my boyfriend you know? I don’t know if he’ll like it ‘n stuff.” You murmur softly, eyes lowered and averted from the mannequin.

“Mmm.. what do you like?”

“Silk, maybe a babydoll or teddy..? I think.” You can’t stomach the idea of wearing a two piece, because then that means your….

“We have just the set then, we got a ton of new items for this spring. ” She grins while leading you away.

When you come out of the store, Jungkook’s barely walking back. He has this goofy little smile on his face as he stops in front of you, barely containing his excitement. “Guess what.”

“What did you do?” You giggle softly and eye the bag in his hand.

“I got this for you.” He brings out a large shirt and holds it up proudly, “It says: Best Milf Ever.”

You stare at the words with disbelief and then you’re breaking out into uncontrollable laughter. People around you look in curiosity but you can’t stop, you feel like you’re about to pee from how hard you’re laughing.

And Jungkook?

He stands there with a fond smile, gazing at you lovingly as he puts the shirt back, “You like it?”

You haven’t laughed nor felt this much joy in a while. “I love it.”

.

After having dinner Jungkook takes you out for ice cream. You were a bit burnt out from being out all day so you waited in the car while he went inside to buy the ice cream.

You think back to everything that happened today, it feels nice. You make a mental note to ask Jungkook to take you to a cat cafe sometime later on in the week. “Oh my god.” You mutter in embarrassment.

Jungkook’s walking back with a monstrosity of a ice cream sundae and then your perfectly NORMAL scoop of sherbet with gummies on top. “Jungkook what is all that mess?” You whine.

“What? I wanted triple chocolate with sprinkles and fudge.” He slips into the car and hands the small bowls over, “C’mon you gotta try it.”

“Hell no! This looks like it can either send me to do number three or I’m gonna puke my guts out.” You hiss.

“Number three doesn’t exist, nice try.” Jungkook scoffs softly while pulling out of the parking lot.

“It does now.” You mumble, ignoring his loud laughter.

You can’t hide the face you make while Jungkook eats that horrendous dessert. He doesn’t even care that you’re judging him as he happily watches his little Netflix show he’s been yapping about as of lately.

“I knew it, it was her all along..” He mutters to himself as he eats a large spoonful of ice cream.

“I’m going to the kitchen, you want anything?” You can’t take it anymore as you stand abruptly and pass by.

“No.”

You put your ice cream away and drink a glass of water in the kitchen. You enjoy the peace and quiet, it’s been a cool minute since you’ve had some time to yourself. Between caring for a newborn and balancing your everyday life, shit’s been hard.

Not that Jungkook doesn’t help, but sometimes you feel like you put too much on him. He says he doesn’t care but.. you do.

With a heavy sigh you leave the cup in the sink and trail over to your bedroom. The dainty lingerie bag sits on the corner of the bed, you have yet to try it on but you don’t know..

“Fuck it.” You mutter while stripping down and slipping on the pretty babydoll top and matching thong to go with it.

The soft pink and silky smooth feeling of it has you smiling to yourself over how pretty it is on you. The set even came with a robe so you slipped that on too and tied it securely around your waist before heading back out to show your lover.

“Jungkook.” You call out, “What do you think?”

He pauses his show and looks over, his eyes visibly glaze over as he takes you in from head to toe. “Pretty, I like it—pink suits you.” He beckons you over.

Right, he thinks it’s just a robe.

You walk over with a soft hum and stand between his legs, “I got something else, it’s under.”

His eyes darken and he licks his lips, “Can I?” His hands hover over the sash. You can’t help but shiver with the way he looks at you like he wants to eat you alive. Makes you feel hot.

“Yeah..” Your voice comes out breathier than usual, a hint of excitement underlying your tone.

Jungkook unties the knot and slowly pulls your robe off. “Fuck.” He whispers when he sees the pretty babydoll underneath, he gets a peek at your thong too and he’s nearly drooling.

“Shit baby you look so fuckin’ pretty, look at you,” he gently twirls you around with a low whistle.

His hand hovers over your ass, not quite touching but there. You gently pull his hands closer with a soft, “You can touch.” You murmur.

Jungkook audibly gulps and grabs a fistful of your babydoll, he lifts it up enough to slip his hands around both cheeks. He gives both doughy cheeks a tight squeeze before he’s jiggling it in the palms of his hands.

“Can I baby?” He asks softly, “I wanna take you to bed.” To that you nod.

Before you can get another word out, he abruptly stands and hauls you up into his strong arms. You squeal in shock and hit his shoulders, “Jungkook..! Put me down!” You whine.

“No.” Jungkook smirks as he lands a sharp smack to your ass, “Let me take care of you yeah? Just sit ‘n look pretty for me.” He carries you down the hall and kicks the door open, gently tossing you onto the center of the bed.

You bounce back on the mattress with a soft ‘oof’, he doesn’t let up because he’s already crawling over you and landing a sweet yet heated kiss on your lips. You wrap your arms around him and hug him close, enjoying the soft touches.

Jungkook takes his sweet time kissing you, the kiss is slow and his touches are light and feathery. He holds you like you’re made of glass or something, gently cupping your hips and massaging them. It tugs on your poor heart strings and you find yourself tearing up for no reason..?

He pulls away with a soft pant, pressing his forehead to your own as he stares into your eyes with devotion. “Why are you crying baby? Hm? Why’s my pretty girl sad?” He wipes your tears with his thumbs.

“B-Because, you’re so good to me.” You softly hiccup, “Feel safe with you.”

He brushes your hair out of your face and smooches your nose, “Yeah, what else baby. Talk to me.” He murmurs patiently while cupping the side of your cheek.

“You don’t make me feel alone.” You whisper, and his heart breaks seeing you this vulnerable, “I-I know I haven’t been there for you b-but with the baby and–”

“And who said you needed to take care of me? You already have enough with the baby, you spent nine months carrying our baby and you worked hard to bring him into the world my love. Makes me proud of you baby, strongest girl I know.” He softly smiles.

Your heart races and you feel a knot in your throat as you continue listening to him, “You’re going to be okay—we’re okay. You know I’m always going to be right here for whatever you need, you’re doing so good my love.”

You let out a soft sob and bury your face in his shoulder. These past two months of silently struggling with coming to terms of your newfound motherhood and changes with your relationship finally come to a stop. You feel good knowing that Jungkook is so understanding and supportive.

For a while you thought you were going insane, that it was your fault and you were a horrible mother for feeling so…bad.

Even when you were bedridden for days, void of any life and emotion, Jungkook is still here.

“I love you.” Jungkook whispers.

“I love you too.” You sniffle.

Jungkook helps you slip into one of his shirts as the two of you cuddle for the rest of the night watching silly rom-coms. You know the future will be okay.

Everything is okay.

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