#shout-out to my friends

[emilnikos]

love it when my friends say "you would do numbers on Tumblr" buddy I am on Tumblr. and the number is 3

[azvhaalk]

glorious evolution

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The squad of all time has arrived on scene.

[weepingalaxy]

i think michael hating the entirety of the fazbear franchise EXCEPT foxy is one of the funniest ideas in the world

[sandyspaghettibag]

February first half rant

This month has been an absolute disaster for me so far; I'm starting to wonder if I'm mentally here because I'm NOT suicidal. Like if I was normal I'd wanna die, what's wrong with me.

I cannot imagine what it's going to be like in 5 months when I start becoming predictably and inappropriately nostalgic about this time, like what the hell is there to be nostalgic about. Damn I'm sure gonna miss screwing up in my stupid fucking band. Soooo gonna miss yet another four months of trying and failing to snag the guy I allegedly love before I inevitably take yet another break in May to get people missing me, only to realize that nobody actually gives a damn and it was actually pretty normal without me there.

Watched a vid/stream today about how confidence is attractive and self-loathing is unattractive, but like… I can't even think of anything to add to that, just no. I'm already unattractive, at least in a few different ways, why should I lie and say I'm happy or confident or I even feel anything, I just can't keep this up. Like I can, and I will, but fuck me whatever, something bad's gotta happen further down the line.

[ohposhers]

SHES THEIR #1 FAN DUDE ARE YOU KIDDING ME !!! shadow's literal wingman fr fr fr

[ofukitty]

THERES A CATS DONT DANCE AU MADE BY thehumanblob1 AND I HAD TO DOODLE SOMETHING FOR IT!! ITS MY CHILDHOOD MOVIE!!

[cak31ssuperi04]

Barbie protagonists but make it My Scene

[linkedin-offficial]

youll never guess where ive been

[padfootastic]

can’t help but think of how, if we choose to go by sirius’ characterisation as a private, arrogant teen who only lets a select few into his circle, sirius’ post-azkaban life just have been such an utterly humiliating experience for him.

especially OoTP. when he has all these near strangers in his childhood house, that he hated and loved and ran away from and couldn’t ever escape. if he spent his entire pre-azkaban existence building a cold and aloof persona, not letting people know what his home life had been like, then to have all of these people get a front row seat to it because of kreacher and portrait walburga’s shenanigans must have been near unbearable. to have the entire order, including snape whom he disliked and mistrusted, hear the kinds of names he’s being called.

not only does he have to deal with the retraumatisation of his childhood, but also the fact that he’s flayed open for everyone to see. it’s not only his freedom, innocence, dignity that has been snatched from him but his privacy also. it’s such a cruel thing to experience, on top of everything else.

to have literal children, his godson who he has been kept away from all this while, whom he presumably wants to be able to look up to him, to have him see into the deepest parts of his soul. to have to be so weak in front of him. not only is he subjected to such vileness but he also cannot do anything about it.

sirius has not had a moment of peace in all the time we knew him. it is indignity upon indignity that is heaped onto him. every other character has gotten a moment of respite but him. it fully breaks my heart.

[gyroshrike]

I know we all appreciate dominant Mel, but I live for her getting chances to be handled with softness and care

[peach-moths]

The pb&j screenshot redraw from 2022 I was talking about in my other post

God seeing my old art style is so weird

And of course the screenshot I redrew

Also don't expect the backgrounds to increase. In fact, the one for raph and mikey is.....minimalist at best LMAO

[its-a-beautful-day]

Winter Night Glow

Alternative Title: Ah Shit Ginger I'm Sorry

[captainswhore]

you see price sitting like this when you walk into a room post mission- and you know exactly what it is he needs.

he's licking at you and holding your thighs open with his rough palms- and you can't take it. his calluses and his beard and the fabric of his sleeves are rubbing at your legs just right- but not enough for you to lose focus on his hot tongue rubbing on you and in you and you've never been wetter in your LIFE.

his only problem? you're still moving too much. he can't reach where he wants to inside of you because you keep wiggling out of his way. his hands want to touch you everywhere- not just hold your thighs still. this is when he begins to squeeze at you everywhere, and tell you to rest your thighs on his shoulders.

"b-but price- hhnngh ohmygod- i c-can't. they're too big. thighs are too big"

you whine at the loss of contact, but then you look down and see him staring at you with massive pupils and a wet face. "lovie- my shoulders are broad for a reason. rest your thighs on em and i swear they'll have enough room"

and you listen, and you're crushing his ears with your thighs, and he's never been happier. the next time you look down? he's rutting into the mattress and you see his hips stutter when he groans into you and your vision goes white

(@chamomiletealeaf and i had SUCH A HORNY discussion about this and she told me to post it so here i am- and also omg photo creds to her. we've gotta reign it in lmfao)

[dizzybizz]

i've been moshang-ing lately, like exclusively

[togament]

You’ve always known Ume’s great with kids. With the way he’s always so playful with them, so helpful with whatever they might need — it’s like they’ve got a big brother in him. And it’s true to some extent. He sees everyone in Makochi as family, after all.

So when you spot him cradling a shop owner’s newborn baby in his arms, it doesn’t surprise you. Even babies love him. No surprise there.

But when he coos at the little one so gently, gazing down at them like one of his own, letting them grab his finger with their tiny hands, you feel your heart flutter. You walk over to stand beside him, stunned with your heart absolutely melting at the sight.

He turns to meet your gaze with the brightest smile on his face as he makes the baby give you the tiniest, most precious wave. You give them both a tiny wave back. Leaning towards you to give you a kiss on the crown of your head, he whispers an “I love you” into your scalp. You could only muster a soft hum in response, leaning your cheek on his shoulder with your arm wrapped around his waist, reaching a finger out for the baby to hold too.

And he understands. Maybe someday it’ll be one of your own in his arms.

‘Our kid someday’, he thinks to himself.

Someday.

Maybe someday.

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