#the power of these switches

[dogpawsswapgod]

Caitlyn .5 seconds after removing her top & applying the STUNNED status effect to Vi

[cimarronshero]

what's that called? when a dom just can't help but be vocal about how badly they want you. when they just keep grunting in your ear, when they talk to you, telling you how hard and wet you're making them, when they describe how you're making them feel. doms who forgive so easily when you misbehave, because you're just their lovely thing. doms who make you look at yourselves in the mirror, whispering all the filthiest details of what they want to do to you. doms who keep fucking you after you came, or hell, after they came, because you feel too good and they just can't stop.

needy doms. yeah that one. i want that one.

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID in ALT] I've made posts before about Talia/Dick co-parenting Damian moments (will never happen but let me dream) and this came to me in a vision. Took me ages to finish for some reason 😭 and then even longer to post

[sweetshrew]

needy top pouting and asking for the hundredth time if it’s really okay to cum inside, shaking while they try their hardest to hold back because they’d never wanna do anything to make their bottom feel uncomfortable.

needy bottom getting frustrated from how shy their top is after months of hearing them talk about getting them pregnant, wrapping their legs around their top’s waist to pull them close and keep them inside, telling them “i can take it. just take it. it’s yours” and praising their top so well for filling them up with their cum.

needy top marveling at how slick their bottom’s cunt is so they start mindlessly pumping in and out of it, the sight of their cock disappearing as they bottom out making them quicken their pace again, feeling bad that their bottom is still recovering but still begging to please keep going. it’ll be so worth it.

minors and cishet men dni.

[blushedfemmes]

concept that gets me weaker than i care to admit: a straight popular girl getting “turned” by the weird quiet butch. it hits so many buttons for me… like. she’s all mouthy and condescending and rude until the butch has had enough and calls her bluff and ends up fingering her until she’s crying in a supply closet. the butch chuckles as she drips all over their hand. hisses in her ear, bet your boyfriend doesn’t make you this wet, huh. little dyke slut. i fucking knew it.

[gomzdrawfr]

Getting creative with recognition

uh not so cute/funny random drabble of the AU:

warning: not proofread and just me rambling, bad writing LMAO

[tiny-space-platypus]

Never really fit back in

Part 2 Daniel or Danyal or Danny?

previous

Danyal took a deep breath. There was only one person who could bring him to his brother. One person who could get him into the Wayne household. Vlad Masters, his godfather, though things were getting better with Vlad it was still awkward. He doubted he'd ever fully trust him but he was the only adult around who knew what he was and at least for right now wasn't trying to kill him for it. Plus he had access to the Wayne Galas and as his heir Danny did too.

"Daniel" Vlad smiled at him and offered him a seat at his table. "I was quite surprised when you asked to have a meeting with me" Danyal took a seat as dinner was served to them. He hesitated before speaking. Danny had been trying to prepare what to say to Vlad all day but now he was here, his mind went blank.

"I-" He paused as he pursed his lips before stealing his nerves once again. "I'd like to take up your offer of being your heir." Vlad stopped moving for a second as his smile faltered. he stared at Daniel. The silence was deafening. Danyal continued or well rambled after an uncomfortably long few minutes of silence. "The Fenton household hasn't felt safe in.. Well it's never been safe but ever since my accident it's just gotten worse. The house is always attacking me, even though my parents- Even though Maddie and Jack know I'm Phantom now that hasn't stopped them- actually I think they've just been ignoring me. And-"

"Daniel,"

"Since Jazz left for college, I've only really had Sam and Tucker but-"

"Daniel"

"They're now busy preparing for their own futures and all that-"

"Daniel!" Vlad spoke a little louder silencing Danny again then sighed. "I will gladly take you in, Daniel. It's the least I can do for you" Danyal relaxed a bit, though not too much. Vlad might be better now but he's still a power hungry fruitloop. Danny still had to be careful but at least Vlad's manor wasn't actively trying to destroy him. At least Vlad acknowledged his existence. And so Danny's new life began.

A few new changes happened after he started to live with Vlad. One he changed his legal name to Danyal (it just felt more real), he and Vlad still argue over changing his last name over to Masters but Danny's not ready for that. Danny had to start taking etiquette classes from both Dorothy and Vlad, Vlad had gotten him plenty of suits and other more comfortable clothes, and Danny had full access to his lab. Though Danny didn't go down there often, it gave him the creeps in a bad way. Most labs did at this point. Instead he had taken over a large room and had a work desk where he tinkered on what ever her felt like tinkering on, or schoolwork, or the loads of paper work he had to do for the Infinite Realms. It was kind of nice having Vlad help with that though at least someone could explain what half of it meant and wasn't as secretive as Clockwork.

Four months passed and things were going great actually. Things were finally starting to feel alright again, maybe this was the best decision. Eventually Danny did tell Vlad about being Damian's brother only because he would have to confront Damian at the Wayne Christmas gala.

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Damian just like his other siblings dreaded the galas but they were important. It was important to keep building relationships with the public and the rich. It was important to keep a mask on and play the very rich found family of Brucie Wayne. It was important to keep their night life out of the picture.

Damian got ready with his siblings as usual. He listened and complained with them about the Gala as Jason laughed and praised being "dead". At least being the youngest meant he wasn't as bothered by the guests as the rest of his siblings were. All he had to do was introduce himself to the guests, have his picture taken a thousand times and lurk around the party. A boring night that would be much better spent on patrol. Though he was just has confident that the others could Patrol Gotham without them as his father.

The gala was about normal, he greeted guests with his father as Tim went out to do some networking. Dick playing as his usual self, Cass lurking around, Steph tormenting people by being her eccentric self, and Duke wandering around and making small talk. The night was normal till Masters arrived.

By that point Damian had broken off from his father and went to see and spend time with his siblings. Though something felt off after about a half hour. Damian went to report this to his father only to find him still speaking with Masters who had a boy with him. He paid no mind to him. "Father there's-" Damian paused then looked at the boy standing next to Masters who was smiling at him.

Danyal. That was Danyal. That was Danyal. That was Danyal.

Damian just stared at Danny with a look of horror that his father caught quickly. Before Bruce could pull Damian away he heard his brother speak.

"Hello, Damian. It's nice to see you again"

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Bruce had never seen his son like that before. He had never seen that look on his son's face before. Something had to be wrong he just didn't know what yet. Bruce excused both himself and Damian from the Masters and brought Damian over to the others. He looked at his son who looked both terrified and shell shocked. Bruce spoke softly.

"Damian, are you alright chum?"

Damian started to hyperventilate and mumble in Arabic. Damian normally spoke in Arabic when upset but this was very clearly different. Bruce brought Damian to his room, not because he was in trouble but because he was freaking out and needed some quiet. That night for the first time Damian openly cried in front of Bruce. That night for the first time Damian held onto Bruce like his life depended on it and sobbed. That night for the first time Damian sobbed into his father.

Bruce didn't know what the Masters did to his son but they won't get away with it. That he swore. He'll have Tim and Barbara look into them later for now his son needs him.

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[dilfmobius]

Kneel.

[seishiroses]

My scared little princess:

My scary little princess:

THE DUALITY MAKES ME INSANE

(BSM cover clean up and redraw by @FinnDDg on twt)

[abby-howard]

I'm going to be asking a lot of artists I follow this question, but how did you develop your style? It SEEMS like most people find their style and stick with it forever, just making improvements and iterations. I tend to work in a lot of different styles because I enjoy doing that, though I know there are things I gravitate towards as well. But I wonder what your journey was and how you got feedback and improved while staying true to what you enjoyed?

Hi there!

I definitely wouldn't say that I've found my style and stuck with it forever-- I feel like each of my projects has asked for a certain kind of art, and has presented new challenges that push me in new directions.

Some of that comes from seeing someone else's work and having something click into place that might fix errors/faults in my own, and then I might try to incorporate that, such as bigger outlines on my characters to help distinguish them from the background, or maybe a way someone else simplifies eyes that can help make mine look less weird.

When I first started drawing, I can see where I encountered certain influences because my sketchbooks suddenly switch to incorporating some new stylistic element that I liked from whatever I was reading/watching at the time. But it was never QUITE right, it was never just copying, there was always something ~wrong~ with it. And that wrongness was my style! As much as I hated it, that was what distinguished my art from being just a copy of someone else's. I hate it less now, and understand that other people see something there that maybe I don't, because it's just what happens when I filter other people's work through my head. My soul, if you will.

There are definitely through-lines with my work, driven by what I like drawing and what comes easily to me-- hatching is almost always a major component, and I like making expressive characters. Here's some of my earliest available stuff, from my old webcomic:

Then not long after that, I started The Last Halloween, which pushed me to challenge myself in both layout and style:

And here's the same comic, years later:

And here's a series I did for kids, where I had to use full color and lay off on the hatching, as well as learn how to reconstruct animals that we have no photo references for, which is definitely a place where style comes majorly into play, whether I wanted it to or not:

Then there was the horror book I did, where I tried to push my work to be less cartoony overall, and to work very hard on improving my hatching:

Then I started work on Scarlet Hollow, where I incorporated a limited/muted palette and had to once again push myself to make less-cartoony art, as well as learn more consistency so I could draw sprite sets. This was a big challenge for me, and has helped me grow as an artist so much!

And most recently, I wrapped up work on Slay the Princess, which required that I go back in the cartoony direction, but in a very different way than I was used to. This took a lot of sketching to figure out, and there's still a decent amount of artistic stumbling in Chapter 1 while I settled into it.

She's drawing on anime/Disney influence, but each Princess required a bit of stylistic variability. Some are more anime, while some are more realistic than even the Scarlet Hollow characters.

So I wouldn't worry too much, honestly! A person's style is often something that reveals itself over the course of their career, rather than something they choose and then try to stick to forever.

Even if you don't think you have a style, you do. It might vary a lot piece by piece, especially if you're trying to closely imitate another person's art, but the more work you do, the more you'll figure out your own strengths and interests!

[cisusnar]

vargas siblings

[old-danmei-fan]

One of my favorite bits in spicy LiuShen fics is if SQQ picks LQG up and like princess carries him or grabs his thighs and yoinks him up off the ground.

Yes SQQ. Show that man you're also a cultivator and strong. Fluster the fuck outta that beautiful man. He needs to be confused and horny about how he was just picked up and thrown on the bed like a rag doll.

The Bai Zhan War God needs princess treatment too

[venturetime]

Happy 7th anniversary to the best game ever!!

Super Mario Odyssey is now as old as Super Mario Galaxy 2 was when Odyssey came out

It’s also how old I was when Galaxy 2 came out

A redraw of 7-year old art

[dfastback68]

Good evening!! may I present: a non-comprehensive list as to why kataking is a top tier ship

Middle Aged Man Yaoi 👌

Tall bois

Leather

Touch Starved

The repression. THE DECADES OF REPRESSION

Tattoos (Katakuri even has a wing on his back 🤭)

Masks/concealed identity

First Mate of an insane pirate Emperor, constantly doing damage control, probably the entire reason the whole operation hasn’t burned to the ground

Pretty dang reliable and also level headed in a fight

Jumps immediately to murder if anyone sees their face

Confusing aesthetic (Katakuri: pink tattoos and biker gang getup and… spurs? What are those for buddy. King: ‘it’s giving gimp suit’ to ‘the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen’ whiplash fr)

Have they ever met in canon? Who knows. If you love being delusional about ships then this one is for you

That’s what they have in common, but what sets them apart??

King: no family Katakuri: too much family

King: loss of captain devastating Katakuri: loss of captain liberating

King: brings his fists to a swordfight Katakuri: takes his personal code of honor way too seriously

King: spicy Katakuri: sweet

Okay, great, but the real question: who would win a fight?? Bad news! They’re both bottoms. But pairing how secretly considerate and compassionate Kakakuri is with King being a demanding shithead, King usually gets his way. And then later blows out Katakuri’s back when he knows he needs it most. Evens out in the end.

[mobius-m-mobius]

It's a pretty cool name.

Loki + the progression of saying Mobius' name for @percheduphere

[dimeadozencows]

This came to me in an early morning queer haze

Kissing my medics good morning (I am your husband heavy and I love you)