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best life advice, go.

Honestly, not a very good life advice person.. uhm... do the homework as soon as you get it?

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Day 1

First day of my get better at art December drawing challenge, starting simple.

Here's my character Sunny from my WIP eating dinner after her shift before her life was infected by the paranormal

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Thank you so much for the tag!!

My 3rd song is...

Which is one of the (many) outliers, but 3rd song is a 3rd song

And then a random number uh...

Okay, so @holdmyteaplease @kooperation1101 @thecowardlycrow @c00kietin and @sneebl tell me your 17th song (of course only if you want to)

knowing what my #1 spotify song has become predictable (its august by taylor swift) BUT my #21 is Looking For Somebody (To Love)

im tagging:

@ohcaroline @medeas-chariot @heavenfalls @backgroundagent3 @footprint-in-the-snow @eyeofthemoose @rawrkittenpurr @malewifebillcage @gendryastarkers

to tell me their #21, then pick another random number between 2-100 and tag other people to post theirs and pick another number

[birdsong-warriors]

My nephew requested a Firestar for his birthday today, and this is what I could do with the limited markers and paper I had. He seems happy with it, at least!

[aimless-aimz]

GAZE OF THE DESTROYER

practice with ink nibs. a few mistakes here and there, but i think the messiness gives it its charm!

[the-ellia-west]

I have 2 mutuals, One is a good friend, the other I wish to be my greatest nemesis.

[the-dye-stained-socialite]

my besties

[localgardenweed]

Bringing back my silly Hetalia AU again

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I am so hungry, anyone want to make these for me? Pretty please?

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Happy 2024, Rain!

🎉🎉🎉

Thank you! sorry for not being as active right now, it just kind of happens when I'm on holiday. Happy new year to you too though!

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Picrew chain

I found this and it's adorable, so--

No pressure tag:

@igotthisaccountunderduress @shadow-of-tea-and-tea @smallgear @halcyon-and-elysian @clever-naming-convention @clavateur @holdmyteaplease @shadows-in-sunlight @juuzou-rei-suzuya-13 @hansenesque @holdingamelody @the-ellia-west @hachi-qo @keysandopenmind @rainsleeper @bargainbincheese

[amaranthinespirit]

cowboy!simon riley and city girl!reader when your car breaks down on the side of the road in the countryside

you weren't from around here, it was obvious in the way you dressed, and acted. hell, even the car you drove just screamed that you were from the city.

though if that didn't give it away, maybe it was the fact that your tiny little car was now parked—broken down—on the side of the road. a hand on your hip and the other wiping the sweat from your forehead as the blistering sun beat down on you.

you were convinced you were royally fucked—that you would be stuck to a night in your car. there wasn't any service, and there sure as hell wasn't anyone around.

at least that's what you thought until a massive, dirtied truck pulled off the road in front of your car. you swallowed a knot in the back of your throat that only travelled down to your stomach as you watched a tall, intimidating guy step out from the battered vehicle. his boots kicked against the road, scraping the tiny, loose rocks on the asphalt.

a cowboy hat hung low on his head, a fully black bandana tied around his face that covered his nose and lips, leaving only his dark, daunting eyes to sear into yours. his thumb hooked through the denim belt loop of his jeans, his other arm swaying by his side as he walked to the front of your car, which looked pathetically small next to his.

a quick look under the hood told him all he needed to know—with you and the car. he saw the way your eyes seemed to linger on his exposed arms after he had rolled up his sleeves. the dirt smudges along his skin, the dark ink of his tattoo and the veins that strained as he tinkered through the different parts of your car.

he claimed that he could fix it tomorrow—he didn't have the tools with him! he claimed, but really, they were lying in the bed of his truck, but he didn't want to let such a pretty little thing like you go so quickly. he wanted to have a bit of fun first!

so he offered you a nice stay at his little farmhouse, with the promise of warm food and a comfortable bed to sleep on, and who were you to resist? it was either that, or sleep in the backseat of your car—and you knew which one you would've preferred.

"fuck, such a pretty little thing, ain't ya?" he praises with a beer in one hand, the other veined hand wrapped up in your silky hair, helping your body in pulling back into his cock. the couch creaked and rocked under the consistent shifting weight as he pistoned his hips forward.

the rocking of his hips was restrained in order to not spill his beer—otherwise he would've loved to completely wreck you on his meaty cock.

"gon' hafta keep ya around, ain't tha' right?" he grunted before taking a swift sip from the bottle.

when the beer got to the end of the bottle and he set the glass down, you were in trouble. with a swift movement, he had pulled out enough so only the angry tip of his cock teased your hole, slick with your arousal before driving his bulbous dick back into your sensitive pussy.

his hips pounded against your ass, turning your flesh red as the sound of skin slapping together carried through the house. his balls slapping against your glistening pussy with every slamming thrust, the sensation making your eyes roll back. he was determined to make a mess of you—more so than he already did.

his fist clenched harder around your hair as the other went to your shoulder, a bruising grip against your flesh. he growled at the mindless moans spilling from your lips, only making him even more driven to fuck you brainless.

and don't worry, he will.

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It is, unfortunately, not, but I shall reblog anyway

[allium-phyrzz]

eye of the beholder's eye

[ennabear]

gas station!ellie giving you a stick and poke tattoo after she notices you ogling her knuckle tattoos. getting the words “lets fuck” tattooed on her fingers was a spontaneous decision she made when she turned twenty, but she’s oh-so proud of it.

you’re proud of it too, the way they’re usually complimented by the cutest light red indents or copper smudges from the rings she wears to cover them up, especially in front of her boss.

she’s gently holding your arm in her hands, a blue ballpoint pen scribbling pretty constellations that trail from your wrist to your elbow. she slides her hands lower until your fingers intertwine with hers, sketching the letters E and W on your middle and ring fingers.

you giggle, your cheeks heating up. “i wish it was permanent.”

“it could be…” she says.

so now she’s got a needle resting in between her fingers, a half full ink cup next to you on the countertop, and an idiotic grin on her face.

“it might hurt,” she warns. “but i’ll kiss it better when i’m done.”

“ellie, just do it already.” you smile.

she dips the needle into the ink, bringing it up to your knuckles and gently etching her initials into your skin. although it’s not the most comfortable, the pain isn’t too unbearable. or maybe it’s because you have the sweetest, most lovestruck tattoo artist in the world.

once she’s done, she takes a paper towel and douses in rubbing alcohol, gently swiping it over your knuckles.

“sorry, baby.” ellie frowns as you wince at the sting.

you smile down at her, “this is even better than a wedding ring.”

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You'd think Dinsey would've learned to listen to Brittney Lee's designs by now. She nailed Frozen, she was on the right track here too.

Man, it killed me when I read Allison Moore's quote. The emotional journey we gave up with human Star would've been so good if they were actually soulmates.

Early visual development for Wish (2023) by Griselda Sastrawinata-Lemay and Brittney Lee.

An earlier version of the film saw Star take on a human form as a magical, glowing character inspired by Peter Pan. Ultimately, the creative team reconceptualized Star as an ethereal, playful entity resembling Mickey Mouse. "Now Star and Asha have an emotional journey. They are soulmates." -Allison Moore.