#please I need to see a fanart of these two

[devotedlygloriousturtle]

I just need these two to meet. If I had the time to draw the scene, I would do it, but if any of yall want to, please do.

[jonndoe]

I hope everyone that follows me knows how much I hate these two /pos

[gunstellations]

boop! 💙🤍

[faunshiii]

more renegade nell stuff.... and thank you so much for all the love on my morgana wip whaaatttttt????? i'll post the finished drawing and some other stuff soon :DDDD

[svnnypiee]

s3 please bring them BACK

[feral-aether]

Okay so, I went to see Sonic 3 with my girlfriend last night and today while working this idea popped into my head. What if agent Stone was basically a really wholesome and loving butler/maybe father figure for Shadow? That boi definitely needs some gentle domestic love after all the shit he's been through. Like, the idea is just so precious and I wanna see fanart of the concept so bad but my artistic ability is not nearly that good lol.

Also I don't have a drawing tablet-

Adorable fics with this idea however? Now that I can do :}

I have pens and paper. I have a laptop. Writing is one of my favourite things and this fluff is so in my wheelhouse lol

Sonic 3 is great, everyone should go see it. It's so good. Action comedy at it's best lol.

[cerulean-fantasy]

HUG...........

[roses-luckride-art]

I'm losing my mind, I'm about to become the change I need to see in the world

[mrmosseater]

how fake brawl stars yaoi likers feel when REAL deadsilent fans come at them

[writeraid]

"I need to learn how to draw dudes" turned into "I need to draw things for this AU that lives in my head because I have a Tumblr I can post them to now."... But yeah..silly little basically a comfort AU that lives rent-free in my head, and is taking up plenty of space there, in which "Protecting the Travelers of The Night." translates into a completely other thing entirely (One of our moon boys starts what's similar to a group home but..not.) and...now these exist. It's silly and is based off a dream I had while I was..not doing great (hence 'comfort AU') but..eh, it makes me happy. (I won't lie, I'm hesitant to even post this.)

Steven typically fronts when the younger kids want to play, whereas Marc typically fronts when it comes to handling older kids/teenagers - especially those who are a bit more..closed off - and Jake..is here I haven't really figured much out for him yet.

Closing thought, the hardest thing of these to draw was 'someone doing something other than standing' and Jake's flat cap for..some reason.

[bythehearts]

not to bring tiktok drama on tumblr but like every time a ‘scandal’ comes out with one of these ‘production companies’ that make fan films i always hope we’re finally gonna discuss how they professionalize something that should be an hobbyist endeavor… and yet every single time i’m disappointed.

[s0meth1ngswr0ng]

drawing of Sundrop from FNAF Security Breach!!!!!1!!

BTW big thanks to @hellionamaruq and @bamsara for the inspiration to draw again after a massive depressive episode

[lovinglin]

Crushes are somehow dominating my brain atm

[jingledbells]

is there ever just a ship that as soon as you realize these characters have interacted you immediately ship them

[roscolate]

YASSSSS MAMA LUIGI GOING TO TOWN ON BOWSER LET’S GOOOOO 🔥🔥🔥

Act 1

Act 2

Act 3 - 1 <<< 19 / 20 / ???

THE WAR I HAD JUST TO POST THIS OMG. AAARRRRGGG Tumblr needs to fix the 30 image thing already GGGRRRR. I’m not the only one with this struggle apparently.

ANYways, the reunion scene is SO CLOSE I CAN ALMOST TASTE IT YAHHOOOOOOOO! I’m IMPATIENT for it that Dimenchant and Viola won’t continue until I have posted the reunion animation!

AHHH AHHHH AHHH EEEEEEEEEE

[retiredteabag]

winter weight (nanami ver)

Synopsis: nanami has gained some weight this winter, it seems you don't mind.

based on this fanfic I wrote for Toji which was based on this fanart! thank you @lil-sis for requesting more nanami :,)

〰・♡・〰〰・♡・〰〰・♡・〰〰・♡・〰〰・♡・〰

You had known Nanami Kento for years before you were romantically involved. He had never made an inappropriate comment, always treated you with the utmost respect, and was all-around, the truest form of a gentleman.

For a time, you locked away your feelings for the kind man, sure he could never see you in that way, but little did you know, the man in question hid from your gaze, not because he did not want to see you, but in fear that you would see him. See him for what he was: a man, obsessed.

You had been with Ken for nine months now and he was everything you could want and more. He was communicative, thoughtful, and romantic. He looked at you in a way nobody had before. Likewise, for you, those nine months passed with comfortable ease.

This was your first winter together, and with the changing of the seasons you learned day by day that the man you knew was your life partner. The both of you were homebodies in a sense, however, with the chilly air and light snowfall this week, you were even more keen on a night in together.

You raced around the house, lighting candles, simmering mulling spices on the stove, and laying out blankets for the two of you. The house felt even cozier knowing that Ken was coming to join you.

He had spent the afternoon with his parents and was coming over after having dinner, he told you to eat without him and you had just finished cleaning your plate when you received a text,

"I am on my way now, sweetheart, is there anything you would like from the store?"

Ken was like this, domestic in the way that made you want to bounce around the room. You thought for a moment before deciding you would probably need more eggs. Earlier this week the two of you had planned a movie night, the next morning you were both hoping to bake cookies together while playing board games or taking turns reading to one another.

You informed him of the need for eggs and he told you he would be just a few more minutes. During that time you scrolled through the choices of movies, picking a few for the two of you to choose from.

Despite being together longer than the gestational period for a baby human, you still received butterflies in your stomach at the thought of his arrival. Knowing he was nearly home, you bounded to the kitchen and faced the door, the room smelled delicious, the only thing missing was his presence, and perhaps another layer of clothing.

Even so, you could hear his footsteps approach and knew that the two of you would share a blanket and body heat in no time.

When the man finally opened the door he was smiling shyly, a red dusting across his face from the cold. He wore a long winter coat, and in his arms were a bouquet of flowers and a wrapped gift.

You rushed to greet him, taking the day bag from his arm,

"Oh! Ken, they're beautiful!" You stood on tiptoe as he bent his knee and you kissed his cold cheek. "Goodness, you're freezing! Come in please!"

"Hello, my love." He smiled more broadly now, wrapping his free arm around you, "This if from my parents, but they told me not to let you open it until the holidays."

A warmth ran through you, the Nanami's were all too kind. Kento set the flowers on the counter and stepped toward the coat rack by the door to retire his shoes and jacket.

In the motion it took for him to pull the sleeves off his broad shoulders, you took him in. Leaning on the kitchen counter you allowed yourself to stare at him. His dress shirt was tight on his arms, and his suit pants clung to his thighs. You took a step toward him again.

"I almost don't want you to change, you look so handsome in your work clothes."

"Well, I've certainly put on some weight. These pants hardly fit now." he looks increasingly uncomfortable, not to be in your presence but to show that he was dressed in such a tailored fashion.

"Ken, my dear, you look incredible." You contain the desire to squeeze his thigh by walking to the bedroom and bringing out a pair of sweats and a cotton shirt.

"Although you are a delight to see this way, I'll let you get comfortable." You smile and pinch his bicep.

"Thank you, dear, I don't believe I've ever been so heavy. It's all the good restaurants you introduce me to, perhaps I should get back into the gym." He had grabbed the soft clothes you picked for him and walked into the bedroom to change.

"You're the one bringing me to all those good restaurants so you can't just blame me." You smile from outside the door.

"I'm just grateful you're with me" He laughs, pulling the shirt over his head.

"Ugh!" You exclaim, "Of course, Ken, don't say something so ridiculous." He laughs but you are still caught on what he said earlier. "And don't start going to the gym, you look great, very chewable."

He pops out from behind the door and looks down at you, amused. "I'm not sure how to feel about that descriptor, but if you still like me with extra weight, then I suppose I can remain comfortable."

"Still like you?" You gasp offended, "Ken, I grow more attracted to you every day, I don't care how tight your clothes are, in fact, it's a good look."

He gives you a mischievous face, "Go sit on the couch, pick a movie, stop trying to seduce me."

You laugh, incredulous, "I'm not trying anything, I'm only speaking the truth." You shrug, bounding to the couch and crawling beneath the blanket. Ken brings two mugs of cider before joining you.

That night you lay on his chest, watching a cheesy romance, the both of you laughing at the silly main character. You tilt your head up, to watch his face, your eyes catching the beginning of a few grey hairs dispersed in his blonde hair. You gently run your hand through his undercut.

In that moment, in his arms, as comfortable as you've ever been, you are sure, he is the man you will grow old with.