#that is NOWHERE NEAR DONE

[mydetheturk]

ah fuck let the queue run empty

gonna be random times of the day when i get online and you're getting posts again, sorry lads

[dravikso]

Yellow cat design + eyes leshy I doodled today and yesterday

I've also realised I'm way faster drawing on paper because I don't get hung up on imperfections as much so I think that's how I'll draw comics.... and all it took was like. 4 months of figuring out how I want to draw the characters LOL

[crystallizsch]

that one time at the beginning of this october when i injured (exaggerating) my finger in the shower somehow

[theythemmer]

them🧡

[heartfulselkie]

The weight of an entire life

Balancing on a single feather

[kaiyonohime]

Look at all the lovely leaves growing from my needles! Got a solid three hours of knitting time this weekend and am nearly at row seventy!

Next weekend I should get a ton more knit as my husband is taking the tiny tot to a marathon to cheer. Although I do need to put the second hank on the swift to wind, I'm hoping to get that done some time this week. Tiny tot has started sleeping well when put down at night, so that does free up an hour or two. Though I've been using that time for getting things done for work. A nursery school teacher's job is never done.

[ennabear]

✞ —YOUR OWN PERSONAL JESUS.

ennabear’s mythologica challenge entry.

✞— a former ‘scary lady’ is turned helpless and utterly lost after a life-altering ‘company mishap’ left her misguided and questioning her own beliefs. a new town, leaving her old life behind, and a leader to guide her to her newfound faith— it’s what she begged for. but what happens when it rejects her? a double life full of secrets and sins weighing heavily on her chest and building up until she snaps like a tree branch bearing a winter’s snow. what ever could she do to earn your forgiveness, and god damn it, could you finally take her pain away?

join the challenge!! // read the fic!! (coming soon 🧛🏿)

[divyasoup]

have been watching dunmeshi with my gf. farcille is real

[hedgehog-moss]

Record numbers of protesters all over France today. Images from Paris, Toulouse, Grenoble, Bordeaux, Clermont-Ferrand, Rennes, Lyon, Lille, Marseille.

Major highways and bridges along with train stations, ports, warehouses and refineries blocked by demonstrators and unions, many universities and high schools blocked by students, Tour Eiffel, Arc de Triomphe & Palace of Versailles closed to tourists, 25% of workers on strike in the national electricity and railway companies, 15% of all civil servants on strike. Protests were organised in every major city and many smaller ones. Could have added a lot more pics of huge crowds in Strasbourg, Nantes, Limoges, Orléans, Nancy, Annecy, Brest, Mulhouse, Pau, Montpellier, Rouen, Le Mans, Bayonne, Toulon, Tours...

And kudos to Brittany for consistently out-Brittanying itself this month, between the nurses who brought out the catapult again while playing the biniou, and the fishermen who sent a tractor to face down the police’s water cannon Transformers-style, your protests have a special place in my heart.

[alientown]

with love, nadine.

[loulovingho]

Motivation Monday

tagged by @bucktommyscones ❤️

a little bit of my deacon/rocker fic! This will be somewhere in the middle of it.

Rocker's head dropped back against the door with a thunk. “Shit. Give me like a minute and I'll let you fuck my throat.”

Deacon brought his hands to Rocker's waist, squeezing lightly. “No, we need to get back out there. Just needed you.”

“You sure?”

Deacon nodded, pressing his lips to Rocker's. “I'm sure.”

“Okay. Yeah, you go first. Here, let me-” Rocker reached up, smoothing Deacon's hair over until it looked just as it had before. “There. Better.”

“Thanks. Wait a couple minutes and I'll see you out there.”

After one last kiss, Deacon peeked his head out the door and took a look around before leaving.

Rocker took a deep breath. His legs still felt a little like jelly, but he managed to walk over to the mirror to get himself put back together.

He checked the time on his watch, waiting the full two minutes before exiting the room and heading back out into the main hall.

He looked around, thought about going back to the table and getting something to eat, maybe chatting with some of his team.

Then his eyes landed on Deacon. There he was, in the back corner, Annie smiling brightly at his side. She whispered something to him and he laughed, then she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his.

It was chaste. Nothing like he and Deacon had just done in the bathroom.

Rocker wondered if she could taste his come on Deacon's lips.

Part of him hoped she could.

As another wave of nausea ripped through him, he turned away from the seemingly happy couple and headed for the exit.

[johnslittlespoon]

john on his knees john on his knees john onhis knees johnonhis kness opls john onhis knees

i agree!! <33

[theejaguar]

After months in the dungeons I can finally write and the first thing that happens is I get obsessed with Timebomb and beeline to writing them

I just- I can't- it's the way that Ekko loves her in every timeline.

It's the way that Jinx jumps instead of pulling the pin when Ekko brings up he'd die, too.

It's the way that Ekko doesn't push Powder onto Jinx, even when the first moment of true peace he's ever had was with another Powder (and with his family alive).

It's the way that the alt Powder probably realised that that Ekko wasn't her Ekko and touched him gently and kissed him like it was the first time.

It's the way that Ekko gave up paradise for his people -- and now, said people included Jinx.

[packedandstrapped]

The slide out and tap tap tap on her clit after she cums and thinks you’re done with her 😏

[fryingpan1234567]

the batkids (and superfam/ flash fam/ Titans etc, if they’re around) have a drinking game on Halloween where they have to take a shot every time they see someone dressed as them. Cass and Duke usually end up dry, Steph and Jason get a few, Dick is falling off roofs by the end of the night, and the Robins would be wiped if their siblings let them shoot anything but apple cider. once he’s the Flash, Wally also usually ends up pretty fucked. Jaime always gets at least a few. Conner gets a surprising amount, although he suspects it’s just because a Superman costume with a leather jacket over the top is warmer than a regular Superman costume. the next day, all the kids brag about how many they got and how hungover, arguing over who’s the fan favorite among the kids.

what they don’t know is that the tradition started with the JL when they were younger (they also don’t know it’s the real reason Bruce hates Clark so much— he always got more kids)

[official-darkforest]

only about a year apart. god damn.