#spring break week

[punkrockmlchael]

hi friends!

slowly working my way through the next corroded coffin fest pop up event spring break and wanted to update yall.

i’m doing something for each boy!

gareth will be some pining smut with best friend plus size fem!reader

fanboy!eddie will be back with popstar fem!reader probably some smooching

jeff will be some smut with plus size fem!reader

freak (grant) is still in the works but some pining and making out i think with plus size fem!reader

basically, i just took a trip to Mexico and all of these above are heavily based on said trip so stay tuned!!

[lotus-pear]

dancing in starlight fits go hard asl 💯 (ref)

[otaku553]

Sabo Week Day 2:

Alternate Universe/Metal Pipe

[a-literate-chicken]

Chicken doodles

If there are any breeds you’d like to see me draw let me know!

[taymartiart]

“Is my blood apology enough?”

Day 1 of @tamlinweek

[iggyshippingcorner]

short n sweet stobotnik drabble (660 words) based off of some heinously adorable ideas from a mutual :'^)

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Stone hears the sharp tak-tak of metal sensor caps clicking together and has already set all the pans on the stove to simmer before he’s properly recognised the sound. The version of the doctor that eagerly takes up space in his mind even when he’s off the clock gleefully crows about “clicker training”. He doesn’t bother taking off his apron, but he does toss his dishcloth onto the counter on his way out of the kitchen. 

When he rounds the corner and enters the main lab, he spots Robotnik at his secondary desk, still trapped in a remote meeting with Walters and some other stiff-necked higher-ups. He doesn’t acknowledge Stone’s appearance with anything other than a simple gesture-- index and middle fingers crooked, come hither my dutiful henchman. Stone comes hither. Keeps his steps silent and measured in case the doctor is un-muted. When he comes just within reach but wisely out of camera frame, Robotnik drops his hand into a different gesture: all fingers curled except the index, which points down at the floor beside his rolling desk chair. 

Stone spares a longing thought for the dinner he’d been halfway through preparing, but he kneels obediently and shuffles closer to the doctor, keeping his head out of frame. Robotnik’s face doesn’t betray so much as a twitch, deadened stare fixed on his webcam in a way that Stone knows makes everyone deeply uncomfortable. Stone gets close enough to his chair that his head nudges the doctor’s down-stretched hand, and then stills as those gloved fingers begin carding through his hair. This late in the day, his styling gel has all but given up the ghost, and his hair ruffles easily between the doctor’s fingers. The metal of the sensor caps warm quickly to his skin but still give him a bit of a shiver when they trace over the shell of his left ear. 

The doctor’s other hand pats at his thigh after a moment of silent petting, and Stone shuffles forward the last few inches needed to close the distance between them. He settles himself carefully with his arms folded over Robotnik’s lap, letting his cheek rest against his arms while his torso leans against the doctor’s legs. His foot-tapping, leg-bouncing ceases immediately, and a nigh-imperceptible amount of tension leaks out of his frame. Jackpot, Stone thinks, and settles in for the long haul. 

Robotnik smooths his hand from the crown of Stone’s head to the nape of his neck, then down across one shoulder to play across the bare skin of his forearms. From there, back up the opposite bicep to neck to crown again, a constant circuit of contact that makes the droning Zoom conference more tolerable. Stone closes his eyes and listens as best he can to the sound of the doctor breathing deep and even, the rasp of fabric when his gloved hand brushes against his shirt, catching on the folds where he’d rolled his sleeves up to his elbows. The occasional tik-ta when the sensor caps connect. 

When Robotnik eventually has to verbally respond, his voice is a little too loud for the proximity they share, but Stone hangs off every word. His hand has stilled, lightly gripping the back of Stone’s neck like he’s trapping him there, ensuring he won’t go skittering back to the kitchen while Robotnik focuses his attention elsewhere. Like there’s anywhere that Stone would rather be at the end of the day.

Eventually, the call will end and Robotnik will release Stone back to his cooking without any words exchanged on the matter. Eventually, Stone will finish making dinner and they will eat at the kitchen island and Robotnik will rant and rave about the new budget adjustments and the new mandatory conference in Houston. But for now, Stone lets the doctor dig his fingers into his pulse-point, pin him in place like an unruly lap dog. For now, Stone weathers the storm at the doctor’s side, mooring him in the tide.

[expelliarmus]

[chaosduckies]

When you had a bad day and want to ask your boyfriend for cuddles

[stellamarielu]

Hi stella!! Could I request a Jackson Joel x reader in a established relationship and it's their 2nd time doing the deed and reader tells Joel that he has to be a bit careful bc he's bigger than he thinks and he just goes feral

oh my godddddd, i am straight up salivating over this request. dear jesus h christ.

y’all remember this request? yeah we’re gonna merge the two and make this one big smutty size!kink, feral but also gentle, old man joel fic.

[queeniehostapasta]

Fav crazy bastard hours! (Please please please Tumblr don’t take this down and ban me it’s just cranberry sauce , maybe a little bit too much but it’s all cranberry sauce I swear)

Silly alt! He’s so coquette! (Obliterated millions, trillions even)

[choppedwerewolfengineer]

dancing in starlight fits go hard asl…(Read More)

[gayestcowboy]

i’ve been knitting a sweater :3

[dailyhtfboards]

Day 48

Today’s board is:

Buddy. Ya don’t wear pants anyways ya don’t gotta cover down there. You’re built like a Ken doll.

(From TV episode 8C See What Develops)

[okkalo]

best big brother ever.

rindou x reader

genre(s): fluff, crack

hi, this is a tiktok trend for anyone wondering

“if you wanna get to him, you gotta get through me first,” your possessive and bold words immediately drew rindou’s attention towards you. his lilac eyes narrowed as he confusingly tried to make sense of the situation.

rindou had been minding his own business on the couch, listening to some songs out loud. when you had come over to sit next to him, which was just a second ago, he paid it no mind. but, now you were threatening your phone camera?

as if he wasn’t already in a confused state, you turned to face him with that mischievous smile he’s come to dread. then, your hand clawed around his chin, pulling him closer to smash your lips against his.

now he was in complete shock.

before he could even comprehend what the hell was happening, you pulled away just as swiftly as you came and turned back to your phone.

“best brother ever,” you enunciated, a proud smile adorning your lips. rindou’s heart stopped. his hand immediately flew to snatch your recording phone away from you, throwing you a disgusted glare at the same time.

“what the hell is wrong with you?” his question made it hard not to just burst out laughing then and there.

“what do you mean, big bro?” you innocently asked, your tone much softer as you tilted your head at him. he hated the way his heart fooled him to feel a pang of guilt at the sight of your obvious act.

“i’m not your big bro!” he hurriedly replies, giving your shoulder a small shove. unlucky for you, he was quick to move his attention back to your phone, obviously about to delete the video.

“rindou, it’s a prank! don’t delete the video!” you hastily beg, moving to try to claim your phone back from his hands.

“i’m not letting you make people think we’re siblings,” he grumbled, practically jumping over the joke and continuing to hold the phone out of your reach. his fingers were quick to delete the video, much to your dismay. his reaction truly would’ve gone viral.

“rin, that’s a whole trend. no one’s gonna believe we’re siblings,” the whine leaves your lips, upset that he deleted something so funny. in his eyes, he couldn’t believe that you were the one pouting. still, he couldn’t help but feel a tinge of guilt.

he huffed, tossing your phone back to you. “don’t care, that was probably the stupidest thing you’ve ever said. i’m saving you face,” he claimed, moving his arm around your shoulders to pull you closer. despite his words, he was obviously trying to make you feel somewhat better.

“geez, rin, i take what back what i said earlier. you’re actually the worst brother ever,” you mirrored his huff with an eye roll, not being able to resist teasing him.

“i’m not your brother!” he immediately replied, pushing you away from him once again. unlucky for him that he’s just so easy to poke fun at.

[taymartiart]

“Why did you leave?”

Day 2 of @tamlinweek

[ask-lu-wild]