#ok uh.

[strawglicks]

i dont know or care if this is fully accurate idc tbh i just had to make this real fast to spite this one post i saw that was basically this meme except it infantalized misty and flint by putting them in the bottom row so i had to fix it <3

[koschei-the-ginger]

I think watching some random actor's entire filmography just because you fancy them is actually so important. It teaches you that even the most successful artists start somewhere. That they experience ups and downs and career ruts and often have to do very weird projects at some point just because their rent is due. And maybe you discover that you don't even like that guy all that much lol

[hinamie]

*catboys ur shounen protag*

[7roaches]

sorry that took like an hour i stopped to eat dinner heres my idea

[atomeequark]

11/17

[blackkatdraws2]

[Toon x Mobster] Decisions, decisions...

The toon doubts himself. He knows well the lurking dangers of loving such a man as Gavriel Huffman, the mobster himself told him so.

But letting go of something so dearly beloved and precious will be hard, won't it?

This was drawn on Magma! Real fun website to draw with friends, check it out.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

class swap design masterpost for convenience (from top to bottom: bard!riz, cleric!gorgug, sorcerer!kristen, barbarian!fig, artificer!adaine, and rogue!fabian)

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Tim is the first to find out the Red Hood’s identity and from then on sticks to Jason during patrol like glue (much to Jason’s chagrin, dammit, it would feel wrong to beat up Robin when he’s that starry eyed…)

Cue: PANIC from the rest of the Batfamily, who still think Hood is a forty-something year old crime lord and now assume they’re dating.

[growling]

Arospec acceptance leaving peoples' bodies the moment an aro person describes themselves as loveless and/or aplatonic and doesn't actually "make up" for their lack of attraction by platonically loving other people a lot

[alicerovai]

- Mobius, if I don’t make it back, I…

-You’ll make it back.

F*ck everything they’re REAL.

[hejee]

i really just wanna draw them shirtless

[shummthechumm]

jack-o-scourge for october's shop relaunch

[vaguely-concerned]

for what it's worth I personally don't believe spite had anything to do with the pantry near-kiss experience at all. I think that was a 100% lucanis naturel disaster no supernatural additives present or indeed required. at most spite was watching that whole situation go down with mild puzzlement about approximately every part of it, I don't think he'd have much interest in it one way or the other. the explanation seems much more mundane and grounded and in some ways much sadder to me.

if your nervous system has never been in a place where any surge of emotion, even -- in fact sometimes especially! -- a good and exciting one makes you feel like your soul just touched a hot stove it can't get away from, then sincerely, from the bottom of my heart and without a trace of snark, thank goodness and I hope you never experience it. For the rest of you... fistbump of solidarity it's rough out here but *grits teeth* we stay silly etc. In the place lucanis is in during that part of the game, feeling like you're losing control (again even for ostensibly good happy reasons) can feel an awful lot like you're dying, or worse. on top of everything else going on for him -- again going only with non-supernatural elements and not even comprehensive: a year of non-stop horrific trauma added to pile of previous mountain of childhood and attachment trauma. chronic sleep deprivation. apparently dead grandma doubling as mother figure. cousin-brother aggressively fucking around and in real danger of finding out. fucked up the ONE thing he thought he knew how to do that's been the central pillar of his identity. the world might be ending even more than it already was because of it. keeps faceplanting with barely any dignity and having to get up again with alarming regularity GOD how could I ever not save treviso this man desperately needs a W (just one!!) like few people in the history of the world have before him. he's more caffeine than man because the alternative feels worse. it's bad in here. and ON TOP of all that he's in the process of falling just. appallingly soul-shrivingly in love, which can notably be playing on hard mode even when you're in a mostly functional place, that shit routinely rocks people to the core under the best of circumstances.

so I'm not surprised it's too overwhelming for him to handle when he tries to throw himself in head first -- in fact I'd have been more surprised if it weren't lol. he clearly wants it so much, which only makes it so much more painful that he can't actually bear to touch it when it's offered to him freely and eagerly. this is the tantalus-level awfulness of this kind of attachment trauma; food seems to be right there, you can see it, almost smell it sometimes, but no matter what you just can't seem to reach it. seemingly not for any flaw in the existence of the food, but because of something broken in you that can't or can't bear to actually eat. his deliberate flirting routine is kind of deeply dorky tbh lol (in the most endearing way possible let's be perfectly clear) and I don't think it's entirely natural to him -- that's a hastily cobbled together 'oh god I am getting the vibes here it is happening for some reason they like me for my personality quick what would illario do' approach if ever I saw it, supported by the fact that it never really makes a return after this --

BUT I do think his obvious near-unbearable delight with rook's existence and person that shines through in that scene is entirely real and unfeigned. he likes them so much. he wants so bad to be able to be close to them. he's so hungry for the reprieve and release and relief they represent to him, just for one moment, just one break from all the awfulness to have something uncomplicatedly good. and it's here, it's been offered, he's welcome!!! and he has to flinch away at the last minute anyway because he's an exposed nerve of a human being. there's a point at which every sensation including joy becomes indistinguishable from agony. he's pretty much exactly at that point. for the love of god have some mercy on him people. the feeling that salvation is right here but you're too broken a vessel to hold it is one I wouldn't wish on anyone. let him have a few moments to stare into the void before he's ready to get back up and try again surely we all deserve at least that much lol

[xxplastic-cubexx]

you open my Super Important Documents and its just pictures of charles xavier

[heavenbarnes]

Been thinking abt cockwarming older bf!simon lately and I’m pretty sure it’s your fault so thanks for that 💕

no you’re welcome because now I’M thinking about that 🫶🏼

i know that older bf!simon is happiest when he’s taking an order, but like i said, that doesn’t mean he cannot be in control.

(come to think of it, he’s actually always in control- even when you’re telling him what to do, it’s because he wants you to)

simon knows what he likes, and when he’s had a long day there is nothing he likes more than having you wrapped around him.

even when you’re sleepy, you’ve had a long day too and you’re telling him that you physically could not exert any more energy to give him a go but you don’t want that to stop him.

“no really, si- don’t let it stop you”

so when he’s on the couch watching tv and you’re curled up into his side, he’s picking you up and placing you in his lap with your chest to his and your face already nuzzling into his neck.

he can feel how tired you are, you could never be too heavy for him to lift but he can definitely feel the tension in your muscles when he manhandles you.

still watching the television over your shoulder, he’s reaching between you both to pull out his cock and spitting in his hand, giving it a couple strokes over the head.

two fingers of his other hand are slipping your entirely flimsy sleep shorts to the side and he’s notching the fat head against your entrance.

whilst one hand guides him in, simon brings his other hand to rub soft circles into your back. his voice is at your ear as he’s cooing to you about how well you’re doing.

“shit you’re s’nice and tight for me, sweet’art”

and once he’s managed to sink you all the way, he’s wrapping both arms tightly around you and keeping you warm against his chest.

one hand is still rubbing your back, lightly trailing up your neck to massage your scalp a little, before coming back down in a rhythmic motion along your spine.

simon just waits for that moment he feels the tension release from you, entire body going soft and pliant in his lap. it pulls a moan from him, deep and rumbling in his chest.

“that’s it, so fuckin’ good for me”

[aria-greenhoodie]

Just a few pieces of Pines Family shenanigans

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