#thank you for blessing me with this 🙏

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

I just finished something

Ok so bonus of them in her Imp form! :D (dw you don't have to draw this lol)

I'm so bad at shading 😭

An Imp form, I could cry 🥹

[roys-our-boy]

I’m stuck in an endless cycle

[wishchip106]

I am not being appreciated by my other tumblr dot com friends so I turn to you. Hear me out:

Cherik zombie apocalypse AU. Erik doing all the killing while him and Charles are on the road because he doesn't want Charles to have to do it. Charles' first kill is Erik when he gets bitten.

That's it sorry I have no aftercare for u💔

ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE AU I NEED IT 🤩🤩

hrmm that angst is tasty 😋😋good pain

poor Charles 😔 (ig poor Erik as well he died)

[silaswhatever]

GOD BLESS PHIL LESTER

[bravenewwor1d]

I constantly think about how the same artist for Halloween Timerra did Fogado's artwork in the new FEH banner 😭

[pineconnie]

swap au might’ve cured my artblock a bit chat is this real

[awakenthebeing]

Just placing more arts and things and requests here, don't mind em too much <:3

[simpingforcys]

Idk if you've heard this suggestive KC fan audio before, but I feel like more people should know about it and I think it's def worth sharing. Again, sorry if you already saw this and I somehow missed the rb because it was posted on Tumblr back in the day

https://m.soundcloud.com/king-candy/kinkycandylines

Ooh, an audio! Lets hear it-!

OK HELLO HI THAT MADE ME STUMBLE BACK

"I wonder if you're cream filled. Would you like to be~?"

"You're just too tasty not to go for secon'ths~"

(INHALE) SIR. Say what you will about about King Candy capable of rizz or not, but you can not tell me that with that much confidence and manipulative tactics hidden so expertly under his sleeve he WOULDN'T have some flirting skills-

I need to draw these with my two girls, good GOD 😳 He whispers the first one inches away from me and I am G O N E.

[mortifying-macaroni]

Your Tremere Gretchen is hellishly hot I was wondering if you would ever consider posting art of her that's on the more nsfw side. It'd be cool to see her and Andrei in action too. I'm literally down for anything

You don't have to answer this if it makes you uncomfortable btw I completely understand xx

P.S. I can't wait to see the full art of Gretchen for the zine. She looks as gorgeous as always <3

Uncomfortable?! Noooooo! Don't think that! Anon, you just made my fucking morning by asking that, dude! 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 You don't know how ecstatic I was to wake up and have your ask be the first thing I've read. I'm deeply touched that you like my girlie that much! Ofc, as you and everyone else already knows, I enjoy sexualizing Gretchen and she pretty much loves presenting, so it's a win-win.

Also... THE WAY I let out a soft scandalous le gasp when you mentioned her and Andrei in action liiiiiiiike radio rebel smirk. Yes! You'll absolutely be seeing that too at some point! I have some rough purely self-indulgent sketches of them hanging around in my own little sin bin folder and I was just thinking about fully rendering one of them. Definitely expect something in the future.

AND THANK YOU SM FOR ALL THE KIND WORDS ILY 🖤🫂🫶🖤🫂🫶 YOU'RE FRIKKING AMAZING AAAAAAAA

[teddybeartoji]

hi mickey i love you btw !!!!!! sae and i are fighting over who gets to kiss u goodnight i love you sooooo bad!!!!!!!! :333

QUINNMY BABY MY LOVE I AM HALFASLEEP BUT ILOVE YOUIUUUUUUUUUUUUUU PLEASE KICK HIS ASS AND COME TO MEEE I AM WELCOMINGYOU WITH OPEN ARMS I WANNA KISS YOU SILLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[napping-sapphic]

Back massages that lead to straddling your hips and kissing you silly till we both fall asleep cuddling. Haha jk... Unless?

😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Yall can’t just say things like this to me this is NEVER going to leave my brain now like i’m going to be thinking about this for the next three weeks💀💀

[wistfulwatcher]

MistyNat Podcaster AU: When Nat starts a true crime podcast to prove that her on-again off-again boyfriend's suicide is really a murder, she knows it's a long shot. So when fan and avid commenter, "AfricanGrey" posts that she might have real evidence, Nat agrees to meet her. Nat's self-proclaimed "superfan" Misty is unfortunately just as unhinged as Nat feared she would be, but the validity of her research is not something Nat is willing to turn her back on. She never expects that choice to lead to the most frustrating and eye-opening road trip of her life.

[good-beanswrites]

hii hiii is it alright if I request something with kotoko and haruka?(platonic ofc) their character foils drive me insane with all the weak stuff authngghn icant be normal about them

Oooh thank you so much for the request! I realized that these two actually have one of the smallest windows to talk easily, given Haruka's nervousness and Kotoko's T2 changes. They have such interesting approaches to strength/weakness, and I hope I could capture it a bit here! This takes place immediately following Kotoko's bday timeline after Harrow's release:

“I’ll accept those birthday wishes…” Kotoko gave him a wave over her shoulder as she returned to making her bed.  

She shook her head in awe. It was rather impressive how quickly the boy had changed after his verdict. The others had more subtle differences, but he was someone entirely new. She could rest easy, at least, knowing that her verdict wouldn’t change her much. For as long as she could remember, she’d been like this. She knew where she stood, and neither guilty nor innocent verdict would affect that. This verdict was really only an indicator on whether the warden could be trusted or not. 

Her body tensed up when she turned back around, startled by Haruka lingering silently in the doorway. She decided against chastising him for scaring her half to death. Still, she couldn’t keep the bite from her voice as she asked, “did you need something else?”

“Ah… I just…” He twisted his hands together. “I had a question.” 

He fell silent, but Kotoko could tell he was chewing on his next words. She waited.

“H-how do you do it? All the time? You’re older and stronger and braver and I-I just don’t know how.”

“Give yourself some credit. I’m not that much older, or stronger. I only have, what -- two, three years on you? And you did very well in the arm wrestling tournament the other day.” 

She wasn’t being patronizing. For someone so sheltered, Haruka could do some damage. He stood a few inches taller than her. The others had taken the arm wrestling as a little game, but Kotoko had used the event to measure up her fellow prisoners. After his close match with Mikoto, she had made a mental note to take him seriously. 

“No…” his expression twitched, getting frustrated with the misunderstanding. “Not muscles. I mean… you don’t have someone like Muu. You don’t need someone next to you all the time. But you still talk with everyone… and it looks easy. All the time. You always know what to say, and what to do. You never look scared. You never cry.”

Kotoko’s smile softened. She wasn’t the prideful type, but his words gave her a wave of accomplishment. She certainly was scared. She did cry. But she wasn’t about to show a single crack in her resolve in front of anyone here. Haruka had given her the greatest of compliments by confirming her success.

“Ah, you mean strength of spirit. Well, that doesn’t just appear out of nowhere. It comes with my purpose, with my virtues.”

“Virtues…?”

“I see the injustice around me, and want to protect the innocent. When I see how awful the world can be, when I see the monsters that are hurting those who are weak, I can’t help myself.” She clenched her fist. “The power to do so just comes to me.” 

“Oh…” Haruka looked down at his palms. 

Her heart sank, realizing he didn’t quite understand. It was a shame that not all of humanity could be as righteous as her. That heroic drive had always come so naturally to her; she wasn’t sure she could put it into words to explain to others.

Haruka’s open hands were trembling. “Um. Is there any other way?”

“Hm?”

“All my life… I only cause pain to everyone.” His worry gradually turned to desperation.” I hurt everyone who gets close to me. Especially things that are small and weak. My whole life, I’ve been nothing but a… a curse. So… is there another way? Please. I want to be better. I want to be strong! I want to be like you! Tell me!”

He stepped forward, pleading. Kotoko stepped back. 

His blue eyes widened at her sudden shift into defense. “Ah! I. I’m sorry. I’m-I’m sorry. It’s your birthday. You should be… Have a g-good day.”

“Wait.” Kotoko stopped him before he could flee. She was aware of the massive gap between them, the vastly different backgrounds they came from. Still, she offered the same advice that had helped her in her toughest of days. 

“Don’t worry so much about others’ strength. The quickest way to burn yourself out is getting overwhelmed with the power that’s all around you. Once you start putting all your focus toward honing your own skills and strengths, you’ll realize how much you’re truly capable of. You don’t need anyone else. You’ll realize that you are enough.”

“I… am enough…?”

She placed a hand firmly on his shoulder. 

“So, no need to get all worked up now, okay?” 

“O-okay. I’ll do my best.” He stiffened, trying to appear worthy of her words.

She let out a bitter laugh. “I told the others not to do anything for my birthday, but I don’t think they paid me any mind.” Kotoko still couldn’t fathom how they were so friendly with each other given the situation. “Let’s go see if there’s some cake or something.”

[hatchet-boy]

Happy Wincest Wednesday! There's an hour left! It still counts! Even though I'm sure no one will actually answer until Thursday.

Anyway. Time for theme. It's ash wednesday. And we know these are filthy, filthy men. So tell me your headcanons about how they fuck covered in dirt, sweat, ash, or grime. Tell me about how often they shower and do laundry. Tell me about them not washing the blood off before they fuck. Tell me about how Sam associated sex with the smell of smoke, because more often than not, they've still got the smell lingering in their hair from salt and burns, or how dean never feels like it's a real shower unless he's washing off cum in addition to blood and sweat. This is just your chance to talk about how these are disgusting men!

- @schizosamwincester

Ohhhh this prompt is too good, too good.

Lately I've been thinking about the Pilot.

About Dean– eternally covered with a layer of grime that you can see on him even fresh out of the motel shower, built up from a life lived in the dust of the highway, of a hundred spilt beers down his shirt and second-hand cigarette smoke in his hair and piss on his boots and something tangy-sour-sweet on his fingertips from someone he'll never see again all wrapped up in Daddy's leather that'll never stop reeking of gunpowder– sliding into a dark California apartment and finding his brother.

Finding Sam. Who left him still smelling like teenage boy sweat and dollarstore deodorant and smoke from the menthols he stole from one of Dads 'friends'. But now he's ten foot tall his hair looks different and he still has the same dark eyes but there's a blonde hair stuck to his tshirt and /he smells wrong/. Pinned against the floor with a hand on his baby's pulse (strong, fast, alive) it's impossible not to notice how clean he is. Fresh and blank. Unscented soap and the healthy sweat from a workout. But under that, almost artificial sweet; a girls perfume rubbed off onto his skin while they were pressed up againsteach other. Claiming him.

He doesn't smell like he belongs to Dean anymore. And even after the hunt, blood and dust and the bizarre tang of ozone that only dealing with ghosts gives you, he still doesn't.

It's not until the day after Jess burns that Dean realises his brother didn't smell clean anymore. Because apparently locking yourself in the shower for an hour, using up the whole bottle of motel shampoo, scrubbing until you're skin is chaffed red and wearing your brothers freshest set of clothes can't get rid of the scent of burning.

(Even years later, Dean would swear that Sam never stopped smelling like smoke)

[loudcackles]

Yeah, I need him bad unfortunately

[hughiecampbelle]

I just found this on rednote and it's giving

'Will, paint me like one of your French girls.'

When I tell you I cackled, I mean there were tears running down my face 😂 I was not at all prepared for this, but my goodness I love ✨️everything✨️ about this!!! He looks like a mummified version of himself lmaooooo. Also the neckline is so slutty like oooh just a little peak of his clavicle, but that's it 🥰 This is killing me my love!!! Thank you for this!!! Xoxoxo💜💜💜💜💜