#okay bye now :3

[ume-ume-39]

some more doodles cuz ofc

sketch doodles

doodles canonicaly made by my oc rin sateko (the dude in the first drawing) (it was for a skit thing that i did with jin cuz funny)

doodles i made while working on my summer ume drawing

other doodles

and finaly. The greatest ume reaction image. He is absolutely horrified of what he's witnessing

also off topic bit i've been listening to the mind electric a whole ton recently and i wanna make an oc based on it and just the rest of hawaii part || cuz its really good. But i'm currently banned from making song based ocs temporarily ://

i also have a lot more oc ideas but i'm trying to minimize them as much as i can cuz i don't want way too many

anyways heres my cat as a gift for listening to me yapp

[tomcat-tapes]

Just call me Angel of the morning, Angel💛💙

Sketches

[milkpansa]

[jackslocket]

IL PREDESTINATO VINCE.

(inspired by @scdria's super awesome monaco poster)

[fatuismooches]

Fragile reader reincarnation has been rotting my brain...

Dottore would have failed to cure you fast enough, resulting in your untimely death. But he kept trying. He pursued everything he could, from knowledge and procedures that shouldn't be tampered with to baseless myths and rumors that obviously held no fact, yet he investigated them thoroughly anyway because he was uncharacteristically desperate. Needing just one thing to spark some progress in his research. However, despite him and his segments searching exhaustively, nothing came up. Eventually, he had to let your body rest.

Decades upon decades would go by, and he would become far more closed off. His segments would attend all the meetings and deal with others. The mortal Harbingers had passed on already, replaced by new ones. There was still Columbina, who had mourned you a great deal as well, but he didn't speak to her much. The world had become rather boring now without you and your unpredictability. Yes, his experiments did still spark excitement whenever they turned out to be successful, but the feeling that you were missing often lingered. The person he waited over four hundred years for, and now he would wait an eternity to never be reunited with you. However, that would change one day.

It would be one of the rare days one of the segments was out in public - Omega had just returned from a meeting with the new banker for the Fatui. In the past, Prime used to attend such things sometimes, but now the responsibility was primarily his. The segment was about to return to the lab when something very familiar caught his attention.

Your laugh.

Now, the segment has replayed your voice in his head many times since your death, burned into his core, but it never felt as real as just now. It has his interest piqued. And that's when he sees you. The same eyes and smile he could recognize anywhere. Upon getting closer, your voice, quirks, and habits are unnaturally similar to what he remembers from so many years ago. Already, many thoughts and possibilities are running through Omega's head, but what seals the deal is when the other person refers to you as [Name]. Now, he simply must approach you.

It isn't hard for his skilled tongue to get information out of you, and although you do think he's a bit too inquisitive for a stranger (new friend), he's just too charming to resist, for some odd reason. (You don't know much about the Harbingers and can't recognize him.) And the similarities are too stark to ignore, from your former attendance in the Akademiya to your hobbies and research interests. Of course, there's still more he would need to confirm, but the most likely possibility is that this you... is a reincarnation.

Of course, revealing this news to the other segments, naturally creates an uproar, all of them wanting to see you in person to confirm this for themselves. But unfortunately, that isn't very easy because you'd definitely get scared seeing all these unnaturally similar blue-haired men randomly coming up to you. So only the older segments that look close to Omega come out to visit you. You can't tell the difference much, only besides you think he has slightly longer hair, and his voice isn't as deep, but you barely know him, so maybe you're just mistaken? Either way, all of them are courteous to you, although a bit- no, very strange. Still, you find it familiar. From where you don't know. (They have taken samples of your hair strands and skin but you don't know that.)

And then there are times when the 'same' man pops up but with a different mask. You just assumed that he decided to swap masks, but he acts a bit different from usual. You don't know how to describe it, but he seems the tiniest bit forlorn. Stares at you so hard you get a bit uncomfortable, but he doesn't do it maliciously. But when certain topics come around he seems to test the waters on your opinions before opening up some more. It seems he can't trust you very much yet. But perhaps time could change that.

Zandy would be the first to trust you wholeheartedly of course - the original you's death undoubtedly scarred his young heart, having been the first person to ever show the child unconditional love. When he sees that you're back, with the same smile and eagerness to entertain his childish desires, he can't help but indulge in your love once again.

A part of Dottore just wants to make you live in the lab with him, but it's obvious that would make you scared, and the last thing he wants to do is scare the someone who is supposed to be his beloved. However, a part of me wonders if Dottore would be able to truly love the reincarnated reader the same as he loved the original one. Because this isn't the person he spent centuries with, the one he's had since his young days. Whatever part of his heart that has the ability to love, loves the first you wholly, far too attached. Does have room for reincarnated you? Can he make room? That is something you two will have to work out.

At the very least, if you still happen to be sick in this life, he swears to cure you this time.

[crybaby-bkg]

Trainer Bakugou who you're a little terrified of the first day you're paired with him. when asking for a trainer at the gym, you had expected the friendly redhead who always looked so sweet and encouraging and cut as hell. you weren't expecting his grumpy looking blond counterpart, who was all glares and shouts for his clients to keep pushing themselves.

you were hesitant at first, before you quickly realized that it was all a ruse, for the most part. he pushed those who needed that extra encouragement, but was more lenient to people like you who simply wanted a professionals guidance. so, after a few weeks, you liked him for the most part, and his looks damn sure made it easier to cozy up to the big guy.

the only issue you've been having with Bakugou though are the...coregasms, as you've seen them been named on social media, that you keep experiencing. the first time, you weren't sure what it was, why your stomach and pelvis kept tightening up. you couldn't have...climaxed, or anything. you hadn't even been touched!

but, as the weeks go by, and the workouts get more strenuous, they've become harder and harder to subside and ignore, and so had Bakugou's commands to keep going when you suddenly stopped. you can only lie and say its cramps so many times before he realizes that something is up.

you're midway through a good morning, when that familiar feeling starts tightening in the pit of your gut. you clench your eyes shut, shaking your head a little, as if you could ward off the impending feeling. bakugou notices though, frowning at your almost pained expression in the mirror, walking up behind you to stop you as you pull yourself back up. his hands are on your waist, and as you come up, you feel his bulge glide over the curve of your ass, and something in you snaps.

you gasp, buckling over, one hand on your knee as the other reaches back for bakugou's hand to keep you up as your thighs shake. you can feel yourself spasming, clenching and unclenching around nothing, secretly wishing you had something that could fill you up, something that you felt throb against you as bakugou leaned over your form.

"Another coregasm, huh?" he asks you lowly, his lips brushing your ear as you bite your bottom lip to hold back your moan. your eyes buck open though, when his words sink in, head tipping back to look at him in the mirror, only to find his gaze already on you.

"You knew every time?" you ask quietly, panting now that its finally starting to pass over you. but bakugou doesn't let you up from this position, especially since the area you're in seems to be desolate for now.

"It's hard to ignore how pretty you look when you cum, sweetheart." Bakugou seals his words with a firm press to your ass, his cock rubbing the seam, and you can practically feel the heat and veins of it through your thin bottoms. you groan under your breath, getting lost in the feeling of him grinding against you, when he suddenly speaks again.

"You still feel it?" he asks, voice low as he looks at you through his lashes. you nod, biting at your bottom lip as you meet the steady rock of his hips, watching how he smiles before slotting his lips against your ear.

"Want me to help make it go away?" and he does, in the employee locker room after hours. he makes it go away, and rebuild, and go away again and again until you're hoarse and your legs are weaker than they typically are on leg day. bakugou helps the ache go away, but not for that sweet redheaded coworker of his, whose fists have fucked his cock the entire time of watching bakugou rail you over the locker room bench again and again.

[angelofviscera]

to find direction in my existence

1a & 1c juliet's balcony, amy beager / 1b keep the distance, the beths / 2 west side story, camp cope / 3 weaving through a dream, amy beager / 4 dressing america, torres / 5 & 7 uncluttered mind (central nervous system), bridget marie / 6 prickly water lily painting, seunghwan kim / 8 nine stories, hazel english / 9 everything is going to be okay a sweet and gentle spirit says, tae lee / 10 not a lot, just forever, adrianne lenker / 11 & 13 untitled, julie-ann simpson & valeria nuyanzina / 12 warm blood, the beths / 14 & 20 in all of my dreams the words i love you, hanif abdurraqib / 15 rear windows (detail), caroline walker / 16 lullaby in february, skullcrusher / 17 wind vibe, una ursprung / 18 dreams tonite, alvvays / 19 fireflies and hydrangeas, una ursprung / 21 untitled, jiayue li / 22 swimming, maple glider

[mumms-the-word]

Micro-story number 20 please!

Ooooh an interesting one! My brain went several places with this one, both sfw and nsfw so it took me a while to land on something. But here you go, another Gale x You mini fic!

alone, finally

He has your back against the door of his home in Waterdeep the moment you’ve fully crossed his threshold, his fingers digging into your hips and his lips on yours, practically stealing the air from your lungs. Your eyes fly wide with surprise before fluttering closed as you wrap your arms around his neck, responding to each new affection with equal passion. He’s been hungry for you before but this is something else. It’s as though every reservation he’s ever borne around you has suddenly fallen away. He lavishes his mouth on you and grips you like a man starved.

As his lips move to your neck you managed to gasp a hazy, “Gale, what—”

“We’re alone,” murmurs against your skin, his voice deep, “finally.”

You can’t help but laugh. “We’ve been alone before, my love. This is hardly the first time.”

He nips at your earlobe, a sharp but fleeting pain, almost like a chastisement. “Not like this.”

You bite your lip against a smile, tempted to just let him have it—let him have you—but you have to know. You comb your fingers through his hair and guide his head up so you can look him in the face. He lifts his head with a look that is nothing short of a pleading pout, his brown eyes at maximum hurt-puppy levels and his lips in a tiny plump frown. You laugh again.

“What do you mean, love?” you ask, stroking his cheeks with your thumbs. “We’ve been alone plenty of times.”

“We’ve never been alone like this,” he says. He pulls your hips to meet his and touches his forehead briefly to yours. “We’ve never been home before.”

Home.

It clicks for you.

Home, where you can lock the door and shut out the outside world for a few hours or days. Home, with no one lingering a few feet away from your tent, where you don’t have to share walls, floors, and ceilings with dozens of other temporary residents in adjoining rooms. Home, where you—or at least he—is at his most comfortable, surrounded by the space he built for himself. Home, where the two of you can be as loud, adventurous, and wild as you please, with only the most intrepid busybody to overhear you.

He’s right. You’ve never been alone with him quite like this.

His expression shifts as he sees the understanding dawn on your face, his round-eyed pout replaced with a sharper, hungrier look, his pupils blown wide with desire. He kisses you deeply again before resting his forehead against yours.

“I want you,” he breathes. “I want to try everything we haven’t tried yet, with you, here. I want to explore your body, every inch of it, to see what I missed while we were out there saving the world. I want every room in our home to echo with the sounds of your pleasure, raw and without limits. I want to see you—everywhere, pressed against every surface. Not just our bed, but our desks, our table, our—”

You silence him with a kiss. As much as you love to hear him talk, what you want now is fewer words and more action. You kiss him until you’re both breathless, panting, until the room feels too hot and you’re desperate to peel your clothes away from your body and tug his off of him. You break away to catch your breath, though he hasn’t given you much room to do so, pressing his body against yours until it’s flat to the door.

“Don’t tell me,” you breathe. “Show me.”

His response is a grin you don’t think you’ve seen before. Not like this. A little crooked, a little mischievous, and entirely too hungry. It sends a thrill down your spine.

You’re in trouble, but in the best possible way.

“Don’t hold back, my love. It’s just us, after all.”

[seagull9111]

was that description nessary?? bc now im crying

[marcelineuntitled]

fanart for This Is Not The End by @kings-highway

potentially my favourite fic ever!! <3

[basketobread]

also, i have a comic idea in mind that goes a bit into lunara's lore... i finished writing the script and i'm excited to work on it once i'm finished with commissions >:) its gonna be a more serious comic though so no silly art style this time HAHA

[ume-ume-39]

summer 2024 ume art :3

yes i know this drawing is pretty late BUT its still summer (kinda) so >:( anyways i hope yall enjoyed ur summer break if you had one (or are enjoying it if its still summer break for you)

also i was actually gonna post this like, 2 or so weeks ago. But i ended up going on vacation and i couldn't post it while there because i had to add some touch ups and fix some stuff before posting. And i never got the time to do so while there. But i'm home now so woohoo

anyways more pictures of my cat because he's the cutest little guy in existence

anyways bye bye now ;3

[tomcat-tapes]

LEMME JUST POST THESE REAL QUICK CAUSE WHEN I TELL YOU IM A HUGE X-MEN FAN I MEAN IT ALSO STILL SCREAMING OVER COMIC ACCURATE WOLVERINE HEIGHT HES SO CUTE

[firephoenix2305]

AGHASBNSDLBFGKSDNVBKXCBVKDB KZXBFV I'M SORRY I NEED TO SCREEEEAAAAAAM

THE CHEMISTRY. THE FLIRTING. THE PROPOSAL (which was real as far as I'm concerned). THE DANCING. THE KISS. THE EVERYTHING. THEM. JUST THEM.

THIS EPISODE WAS IMMACULATE.

I just...I...just....

They're so...they're just...

AAGHTFJGFIEJKGBISDJFBJKB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LISTEN. LISTEN. LISTEN.

I just spent an ENTIRE 43 MINUTES squealing and twirling my hair like a SCHOOLGIRL because these two...

THESE TWO...

ARE

TOO

GOD

DAMN

CUTE AKLJFHKAJSFHJKSHBFJDH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YOUR HONOR THEY ARE SOULMATES.

This entire episode has made me so happy.

And what a bittersweet ending. Although, what is it with the love of The Doctor's life getting stuck in alternate dimensions? Bit of a parallel with Rose there...

Anyway, digressing. Where was I? Oh, yeah!

ALBNFKKLBVSKVBJKB!!!!!!!!!!!! YES YES YES!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THEM. I ADORE THEM. I MEAN, LOOK AT THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MY HEART IS EXPLODING. JUST. JUST....AAAAAAAH I AM BLUSHING LIKE A GODDAMNED IMBECILE OVER HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Need I tell you how I screamed my little lungs out with...

"Find me"

"FIND ME"

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH THEY ARE SO IN LOVE STOP IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Takes a deep breath*

Terribly sorry, I don't know what has gotten into me with this episode. Possibly one of my favorite Doctor Who episodes ever. Certainly this season's best so far, Imo.

Did I mention I love The Doctor and Rogue? And that they are extremely adorkable and that they're killing me and that I will fangril over them until my dying breath? Probably did.

I am so invested in these two I didn't even pay much attention to Susan Twist. Or the fact that the bad guys were canonically roleplaying Bridgerton cosplayers. Or to Ruby, really (bless her).

New hiperfixation unlocked. This is going to be great and horrible at the same time. It's like ineffable husbands all over again. I need fics. Like right now. Please. Thank you.

And one more thing. Just one more, I promise, and then I'll stop shouting in your ear :)

If Rogue (aka the love of The Doctor's life/fiancé and nobody can tell me otherwise) is not brought back at some point during Ncuti's run I WILL START A FUCKING RIOT. I MEAN IT. I WILL MARCH INTO THE BBC WITH A TORCH AND A PITCHFORK AND I WILL....

*Takes another deep breath*

Ahem. That got a little away from me...

Anyway, that's all. Thanks for bearing. Shout with me in reblogs or replies if you want. If anyone needs me I'll be rewatching the scene of them in the TARDIS approximately three thousand times and smiling at my screen like an idiot.

Good evening. <3

PS: Haven't been this excited about a TV couple since Good Omens, and THAT is saying something.

PPS: I just went on a crazy gif hunt and might have now possibly got a folder full of Doctor X Rouge (Someone tell me when you come up with a ship name please) gifs. So I have absolutely no clue who made what. But yeah, they're not mine, and whover created them...thanks!

[sleepis4theweak]

“I know I say this a lot about Donnie, but… DEMON POSSESSION”

This haunts me

[soupfather]

I almost forgot what day it is