#now to sleep

[synthwayve]

Some trad doodles I did during class, colored digitally

Been feeling pretty bad about my art/content lately, so if I’ve been responding slow to you that is why x,D I find that when I’m in slumps like that, it helps to switch mediums a little bit(even if my traditional art is. Oof…very VERY rough). Hope you guys enjoy anyway!

[thatmooncake]

You scruff Moon by the hat and he goes limp

[androidontulpar]

Turin redesign yayyy

Left: old, right: updated

Rest of Turin's new design can be found on pinned post.

[xivu-arath]

over 500 words in! pretty good for a sudden idea

[astral-from-afar]

Before I go to bed Fuck you Apple

[bottom-lexa]

I know I said I’d post the first chapter of the Commander’s Pet au tonight. But it’s been a long af day, it’s 3;40am, and I have football in the morning. I really wanted to post it tonight but 😔

We have construction going on in the house and had to pick up some more things to be fitted in + furniture. And as you might imagine, everything we needed wasn’t in stock at one location. So we basically drove around all over town, picking up things from four different places. And then loading and unloading around 120kg worth of things into a van. It’s been A Day.

[willowcrowned]

if you're feeling powerless right now—and god knows I am—here's a reminder you can donate to the National Network of Abortion Funds, the Trans Law Center, Gaza Soup Kitchen, the Palestine Children's Relief Fund, and hundreds of other charities that will work to mitigate the damage that has been and will continue to be inflicted

life continues. we still have the capacity to do good, important work. that matters

[pierog]

i'm so glad goncharov happened when it did, right before prolific public use of AI. that was pure honest gaslighting straight from the heart. real human whimsicality and trickery thru blood sweat and tears. we were a family. and we all gonched, together. you cant replicate that with any machine.

[windwenn]

‘You were my new dream’ or however the fuck that scene went

[razzafrazzle]

whenever i see people draw garfield as a catgirl they always make him feminine and young. you dont understand him like i do. anyways theyre both transbians to me

[image description: a drawing of garfield and arlene from the garfield comics depicted as catgirls. garfield is depicted as a fat, light-skinned, hairy woman with short orange mullet hair, freckles, a white tank top, orange shorts, and orange sneakers, and arlene is depicted as a tall, dark-skinned woman with short curly pink hair, red lipstick, a red dress, sheer tights, and pink pumps. arlene is sitting on a countertop and looking down at garfield, who is sitting in a chair with his legs spread, picking at his teeth and smiling. the drawing is made to look as though it were a real garfield comic panel. end id]

[napping-sapphic]

take your clothes off and get on the bed what no we aren’t having sex right now we’re cuddling and pressing every inch of skin together as close as possible for the next six hours

[puppyeared]

made this while watching ep 1 of dunmeshi

[ayyy-pee]

waking up freezing and shivering, teeth chattering every night because your husband is a blanket hog. you know it's not on purpose. he just can't help it. doesn't even know he does it most times. you'd think after years together you'd be used to it, but waking up curled into the fetal position as you try to retain even a smidge of warmth is something you don't think you'll ever adjust to.

so you reach behind you, feeling your spouses large form wrapped snug as a bug in your shared blanket and you grip onto the fabric. you pull as hard as you can but you don't manage to move him even an inch. you try once more...same result.

"ken..." you whisper, wrapping your arms around yourself. no response. "kento..."

he doesn't budge. you're tempted to just get up and go grab another blanket, but your husband, despite his seriousness, can get quite pouty when you do that. so you tap him hard instead sure to jab him in the spot you know is his most sensitive. this seems to do the trick as he grunts in response.

"I'm cold," you tell nanami and he sits up quickly, realizing what he's done. his pajama top hangs off one shoulder. his blonde hair is pointing every which way and sleep is heavy on his eyelids, threatening to weigh him down again any minute.

"I'm sorry, love," nanami speaks, voice rough and deep with exhaustion, but the sincerity in his apology clear.

then he's throwing the blanket back over you both. only he adds in a little extra warmth as he wraps his arm around your waist and throws a large leg over your body.

nanami buries his face in your neck, adjusting himself so that he can be as close to you as possible. only a few seconds pass before you hear his light snoring behind you. and you know the warmth you feel is from more than just his touch.

[pangur-and-grim]

oh…. I didn’t think they’d ever be friends, and yet!

[mroddmod]

they are like puppies. 2 me

[hinamie]

to moving forward