#ribbonie

[bloombird]

Ribbonie the Faded Ribbon!!

Ribbonie is a very shy but patient bot. Though, Ribbonie wishes to not look tattered and dirty so that maybe other bots might like them more..

Ribbonie doesn't know that looking cute despite the tattered alt mode can stop enemies from hitting any them further..

[jazzums]

had a dream with brennan lee mulligan in a dress “as a bit” n i wake up thinking that guy would not be doing a bit. he would own it

[myokk]

They’re holding hands🥹💓

[whirlwindwonderland]

I don't post art here very often, because I don't often have art I think is good enough to share beyond friends, but this gif for @hug-monster of his lovely voice is probably one of my favourite things I've drawn so far.

[gomzdrawfr]

The urge to give Jelly and Ghost the most opposite fashion style ever is strong

[merukins]

[alltheprettyplaces]

u know what i didn’t think about in my excitement remembering i had this dress…… was that i’ve had it for closer to a decade than not and it doesn’t quite fit anymore wjfjdjdjskd

[dtmtrends]

a ribbony sort of cake

[whoslaurapalmer]

I decorated for my birthday yesterday and I decided to just put everything in the living room instead of throughout the house bc we spend. pretty much the whole entire day in the living room, and!!!!! it feels so fun and celebratory and exciting I'm so happy 🎉🎉

[daikaiju-arts]

ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh- You are one of THE *best* artists i've seen around for the canonised TADC crew. (Especially the ribbony creature I love and cherish) Uhhhhhhhh what's your interpretation of the 'figurine' thing?

My first thought legit was this scene from Lilo & Stitch

[shloodles]

leading myself through the last reverse bang drawing with the promise of drawing ned in lingerie dangling in front of me like a carthorse with a carrot

[lumineary-arts]

"It's our most lovely performer here to move your hearts like no other, it's Gangle! No matter if it's singing, theatre or even acting as a contortionist, Gangle's talent knows no bounds!"

"Give her applause she deserves, folks!"

A weak and timid pushover. That's what she always saw herself as. Every time she looked in the mirror, all she saw was the sad, teary eyed frown of a wimp who let anyone walk all over her if it meant avoiding conflict. She could barely even get a word out most of the time. But Gangle ended up getting her lucky break once she found herself at the Circus. People.. wanted to see her for once. Needed to HEAR her. Always one for the arts, she donned her new masks and realized immediately what she was meant to do. Finding her voice allowed her to put on incredibly vocal performances that amazed the audience. Her ability to act let her put on riveting theatre shows in between acts. And her ribbony body even allowed her to take over the stage, capturing the love and adoration of everyone in the crowd. She never once doubted the circus was where she was meant to be.

But a porcelain mask, as beautiful as it is, is so, so fragile.

[starryyskies]

shes so...ribbony

[bambi-slxt]

🤍𝐒𝐨 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜🤍

𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕨 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕠 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

word count: <1k

genres: uh. smut and romance?

warnings: you know why you're here

notes from bambi: pls enjoy! big smoochies for all of u

"C-c-can't...c-can't go again!" you gasped aloud, thighs crying down from yet another high.

Matt's eyes shone a particularly maniacal shade of blue, like they often did when he got like this - hungry and goal-oriented. "Gonna have to go again 'least once, mama," he said quietly, kissing his fake apologies into your skin. He wasn't sorry at all, the bastard. "y'know y'can't keep from creamin' on my dick."

Your stomach, despite all your complaints, curled into knots yet again as the promise of a good fucking, and the muscles in your pelvis clenched as well. Matt's fingers relished the feeling, and a smirk drug itself onto his face. "Y'like when I talk like that?"

"Yeah..." you whispered, eyes closed, hips trying to roll closer to his painfully stiff fingers.

Matt beckoned you closer with a slow flex of his index and middle finger, your spongy walls gripping around him as though he might leave any moment. He rose to his knees between your legs on the bed. "Y'like when 'm nice to ya 'n let ya cum over 'n over 'n over again?"

Brows furrowed, mewling pitifully, you nodded. "Yes, Matty, fuck..."

He slipped his shorts off with just one hand. His cock strained through his boxers, and you wanted nothing more than to liberate it, you little freak.

Your hands found the black elastic waistband and tugged sloppily, pawing at your boyfriend, trying desperately to be of some use - but then he pressed his thumb on your clit while he continued to pump those fingers in and out, and, well...you're just a girl after all, and he got a lot more sleep than you did.

Matt pulled down his own underwear, with little help from you, though your effort was indeed valiant. "Hey pretty girllll," he crooned, leaning over your body and using his free hand to stroke the hair from your face. "You doin' okay?"

"Matt please fuck me," you whined, fixing him with your most lethal puppy dog eyes.

"Fuck," he breathed, "Yes ma'am."

In one swift motion, he pulled his fingers from your cunt, and buried his cock to the hilt inside your body. Immediately, your walls contracted around him, and you felt so wonderfully stuffed. As he thrust into you, your little cries of, "ah-ah-ah-ah!" drifted like music to his ears. Matt's eyes practically rolled to the back of his head with pleasure at the sound, and he pressed an open palm on your stomach and kept going.

He knew he was close, Matt had never taken long to cum - this used to bother him when he was younger, but now he found it was actually quite a blessing. He could go to town on you until the sun came up and you would be so worked up by that point that more often than not, you'd come together. The beauty of nature, he mused, snapping his hips into yours, encasing your face between either arm that braced him on the bed. "You're mine," he grunted, his breath coming hitched and driven now, the side of his nose pressed hard against yours.

“Mm-hm,” you squeaked, bliss furrowing out in ribbony lines from your tummy to the rest of your body. “Your’s.”

“Mmfuck.” snap “Fuckin’ love-” snap “when you-” snap “say that shit-” snap “to me.” snap…pressssss……

Matt’s hands pulled your shoulders down onto him and your fingertips clawed at his skin. More, more, more, closer, closer, wanna be inside their skin….

“Matty, Matty, fuck!-”

“I know, baby,” he groaned, “I know…” He continued to thrust into you, his own sinful panting echoing clear as a bell in your ear. “Cum for me, pretty girl. I know you can…cum for me.”

The cord in your pelvis popped and your orgasm washed over you in waves. Matt’s overtook him instantly, and he buried his lips in your neck as his cock pumped three, four, five times inside of your shivering, twitching, now-thouroughly-creampied’ kitty. 

His nose flicked your earlobe and Matt got to work on his post-fuck ritual of kissing your entire face until you laughed. Somehow he never got very far before the game mysteriously ended.

Tonight he got as far as your nose. With a disgustingly wet smooch that nearly missed you, you couldn’t help but giggle at his antics and reached a hand up to his hair. “You’re so good to me, sweet boy.”

Matt smiled, pressing a soft, sugar-sweetened kiss to your forehead. “Don’t tell anybody. I have a reputation, ya’know.”

“You’re so funny. You feel okay?”

He nodded. “Wasn’t too rough with you, was I?”

You smiled as his hands carded your hair, thinking of everything he’d done in the past two hours. “You were incredible actually. Ten out of ten, no notes.”

“Do I get a sticker?”

“...If…if you want one? I suppose?”

He yanked his fist back toward his side and hissed his approval.

“You’re so weird, baby.”

“Thank you. It’s so no one else finds me attractive, that way you’re the only woman I talk to.”

You sighed contentedly, falling back against his warm chest and reaching for the remote. “That’s so romantic.”

notes from bambi: if anything in this work upset you, or my writing style is not your preference, etc, feel free to block and move along. everyone here writes what they want to write <3 ty for reading!!

[musterniillustrates]

many many chopped, well-browned, sautéed mushrooms in clarified butter. throw in your green peppers, onions, garlic, cook till slightly softened and darkened. dress with a teaspoon of chili flakes, salt, pepper to taste, gently nudge to one side of your pan and add the five eggs you whisked with salt, pepper, and garlic powder to the other half, stirring them slowly over medium-low heat until ribbony yellow, add gochujang and a soy sauce, stir everything to combine, serve immediately with buttered toast covered in sun-dried tomatoes. this too is love.

[here-comes-the-snow]

🐍

A familiar serpent deity was roaming around, grumbling & mumbling to themselves, looking a little... sluggish? How odd.

They looked different. For starters, they were alot more decorated, more shells, seaglass & fishing hooks & lures braided & clipped into their fluffy & messy hair. They also had different attire, they were wearing a- poncho-cape? It looked to be made from scraps, & their green ribbony scarf aswell.

-@post-justice [DARKHEART]

[The deity tenses, wing unfolding instinctively— until they got a closer look at the demon. Their wing lowers and they tilt their head as they study the other’s new appearance, wondering if it’s a good idea to approach them.]