#sorre not sorre

[drunkenlion]

I’ve never been a sucker for poly relationships, especially after a pretty toxic one irl, but the need to feel squished between Vash and Wolfwood is driving me mad 🥵🥵

[nicandragon]

Making him speak

[nikkipettt]

Respect your elder (dragon)s

[pinkiepig]

when the moon covers the sun, they finally get to see eye to eye,,☀️🌙

bonus:

✨Lofi beats to clean ur daycare to✨

[bigfatbreak]

1) in the viceroy au, gabriel's wish transferred all damage from the Peacock Miraculous onto Sabine and killed her. but now that she is gone, what happens when you use the Peacock? does the damage just transfer to another random person?

2) How much of a beatdown is Emilie going to get?

[iid-smile]

content — prince!gojo satoru x royalty!reader, the reader wears lipstick

prince!satoru who can't stand the thought of an arranged marriage. if he can't marry you, then he has no choice but to make everyone else's lives ten times more difficult.

you've heard tale after tale: him running away from guards, moping around the castle walls while complaining about missing his 'love' (that's you, by the way), refusing to show up to noble balls if you aren't going to be present... by description, he's disobedient, stubborn and childish. your family hates him, his own family hates him, but that isn't going to stop him from getting what he wants.

even though he adores showing affection in public, he’s well aware that such displays don’t quite fit the norms of your nation — and he knows you’re not particularly fond of them either. because it's you we're talking about, he's willing to make any sort of adjustment to suit your needs.

what you weren't expecting however was for him to pull you outside of the masquerade's venue, somehow managing to identify you even with all of the other masked nobles present. you couldn't speak, his lips on yours with utmost confidence that it was you.

"couldn't stand the thought of my lips being so pale all night..." satoru's voice is a low mumble when he finally breaks the kiss he lifts his hands, one removing both of your masks, and the other swiping his thumb over the plump skin and wiping off some of the pigment. "not only does this look good on you, but it seems to be my shade too."

he couldn't help but chuckle as he notices how your cheeks seemed to burn at his comment, tilting his head as his gaze roams over all of your features. "what?" he smiles, rubbing his lips together as the makeup settles. "there's nothing wrong with sharing, is there?"

now, how were you going to explain how kiss marks of your lipstick ended up on your own neck once you return?

[tobisaw]

transgender man son of gay man (and normal tommey doodles)

[lackpenny]

some.thing.

[msmimundo]

January 31 pre marriage comic

Bonus the sketch that is so funny skdjjsk Lawrence looks so dissapointed

[grobenart]

your works do delight me so. and so plentifully!!!!

the colors so crunchy and yummy, the interactions very natural looking...🤩 the shapes stick in my head so nicely.

also I'm absolutely crazy 💝 about spideypool. lol!

I hope your creative flame stays stoked and your hands free of pain and your pillow how you like it.

Thank you ! You speak like a mad scientist and I like it. Please continue to do so

creative flame = stoked. Pillow= cold. Hands= arthritic 😩🙏 that's okay though we ball ‼️

😐🏳️‍🌈

[artoutforblood]

Part 2 // First // Next // Bonus

[acidsaladd]

the most family to ever family

[id: it is a drawing of the turtles from rottmnt. They are cuddled up together, as if they’re sitting on a couch. Raph is on the far left, one arm resting on his stomach and the other behind them. He is wearing a gray tank top and black shorts; he looks sleepy and is smiling lazily while he talks to Leo. Leo is sitting besides Raph, his head tilted back and towards Raph, a smile one is face while he talks to him. He has one hand resting on Mikey’s back, who is sitting on his lap, and his other arm is resting close to donnie on his other side. He is wearing a light blue shirt and loose gray shorts. Mikey is sat on Leo’s lap, he is wearing an orange hoodie and black shorts. He is smiling and gesturing with one hand towards donnie who is next to Leo. Donnie has his legs curled up close to his chest, he is hand leaning on Leo, one arm resting behind his head and his other one pillowing his face. He is wearing a purple hoodie and black pants and he is talking to Mikey./ end id]

[alienssstufff]

moar guys and favela 🖐️

q!tubbo unfinished (idk what to do with these)

[ihateyouvulpesinculta]

have been inactive for a while just resting so this is all i have

my friend wanted me to draw him holding this creature so now you can see it too

imagine it’s like a wasteland creature

it was this or draw him in skinny jeans so

[hurlingdown]

hi hi! I was wondering, since you're one of my favorite writers, could u plzzz do little fic with law giving himself as a present to m!reader for his birthday?

(its my bday, dk if u care tho lol)

imagine having trafalgar law on your lap, eyes lidded, cheeks flushed a pretty pink, letting out small breathy moans as he works himself up and down your cock. 

it’s your birthday, and you’ve just returned to your room, but he had insisted on doing this, saying that it was all part of his gift to you. you were beginning to think that mind-blowing sex was the present he had prepared—not that you were complaining. 

it’s not until he’s shuddering and gasping, a moment away from tipping over the edge, gazing at you with so much love and want that you almost forget to breathe, that he shakily conjures a Room. 

“Mes,” he whispers, and cuts out his heart for you. 

you see it then: carved into red, pumping muscle, in neat black ink, is your name. 

you tremble, pulling him in for a kiss, hands shaky as you gently grasp your present, tracing every artery, feeling every pulse. all of it, permanently yours. 

“happy birthday,” he gasps against your lips, coming apart, and if you hadn’t realised, you know it for sure now: falling in love with trafalgar law is anything but fleeting. it is a strange sort of dance, sweet and saccharine at times, and in others, crowded with great tides of an inexplicable yearning to own and possess, heavy and intimate and soulful. 

law knows this very well, and you do too: because at the end of the day, what’s his is yours.

[fictionalred]

DS9 info!