#twas pretty fun

[ultrabreaksounddownwavemagnus]

He deserved so much more screentime

[i-imade-a-thing]

Yipee

[thecosmopossum]

A little trend in Insta that I hopped on.

Couldn't stop myself from taking a stab at it.

[pigswithwings]

destroyed

[leenoe]

Waiting for the Goose @saccharineheartx

[mordremrose]

ART PARTY BABEY HAPPY PRIDE

Enjoy ur bees, give magic swords to little girls and baked beans to slublings— and be wary of rogue noodles

EU doodles: my own Mehndra, Hey Barbie, Tai of the Order and their cursed snack choices, the never ending bench, Strongessst, Necrotechnician Fip, Soft Skunk, Ruárn and Lux Pyrefaith

NA doodles: Khynain (ft a very tiny goofy version of my lad Draikôs) Wet Gunk, Harley Vuong, Tine of Nice Dreams, Kimber Truthspeaker, Zuutes and Master Dokks

As always, if you would like to be tagged with your toon, please let me know!! Otherwise, enjoy ur mischief

[affluent-havoc]

Naegami Fluff and/or Shenanigans 8

Sometimes, the two just have those classic movie nights. Not anything super fancy or romantic. Just the two of them chilling while watching a flick. It started off as Makoto's one-off idea before it blossomed. The two aren't even that big into movies but it's something they do together. However, one day, after finding a shit movie neither of them have heard of, the movie night spiraled into something bigger. Basically, the gist of their new and improved movie nights is:

This definitely became something the two never would have guessed to become so chaotic. Cus, every few moments in movies, Byakuya just HAS to pause it and go on a rant on everything wrong with the scene or dialogue while Makoto desperately tries not to laugh too hard. He fails though. Every. Single. Time. I mean, how can he NOT laugh when his boyfriend is absolutely ROASTING and MURDERING the poor movie with expert precision! Like, Byakuya's just stabbing the ever loving shit outta every plot hole imaginable and there is nothing that Makoto can do about it. Not that he'd WANT to... Makoto genuinely loves hearing his boyfriend rant about stuff in general, so this is no exception. Hell. The fact that Byakuya isn't even that big of a movie fan makes it better. Also, the ways that Byakuya explains the movie plots to him also doesn't help due to Byakuya's general sass the whole time. Gets Makoto every damn time.

The initially just watched bad live-action movies like The Room, Sharknado, all Neil Breen movies like Fateful Findings and Twisted Pair. However, after digging around for more bad shit for them to find, they decided to bite the bad and strange animated movies which Byakuya has his own new type of rants for. AKA "Stupid Children's Movie Humor that Moronic American Executives Force to Add into the Movies is Dumb and Stupid" rant. Also, there's also the obvious rant about the animation or animation errors. And that is where they made their best/worst decision ever. Yeah. Makoto nearly died when they watched The Bee Movie because of the unhinged rants Byakuya went on. Tldr; Byakuya absolutely DESPISES Jerry Seinfeld and made that VERY clear. Meanwhile, Makoto barely knows who the fuck Seinfeld is, though that doesn't matter because the boy is literally curled up on his side, on the couch, clutching it for dear life while freaking snort-laughing to death as Byakuya just won't let up. Makoto also leans on Byakuya a bit for SOME semblance of support but it barely helps and the heir's movements just make him laugh and giggle even harder. The whole time, Byakuya's just smirking at him while being amused at Makoto's response. And, gosh. The day after was almost as bad when Byakuya pulled at the cork board to explain even MORE about his hatred of Seinfeld. Makoto shed many tears those days from how hard he was just dying from the whole thing. Also didn't help when Makoto tried to engage himself with the discourse by asking questions. The key word is TRIED. He could only get a few legible words out at that point which Byakuya absolutely teased him for. Like: "Ah, Makoto. This is no laughing matter! I am talking about the heinous deeds of an unfunny comedian! This man is DESPICABLE!" he says, also struggling a bit not to laugh himself. Cus, Makoto has the gift of having a bit of a contagious laugh. Specifically in the sense that hearing it is cute and, if one ever laughed along with him, zero shits would be given about one sounded cus they're too busy trying and failing to keep it together. Also, it's just easy to kinda have fun laughing with the little guy like that. 'Tis hard attempting to not be charmed by he eggy ways though some are obviously immune. Byakuya is not. AHEM

Yeah. Byakuya was SOOO having a fucking blast tearing apart both the movie and Seinfeld both cus he likes ranting but also because, at this point, he knows he just genuinely likes seeing Makoto happy. Makoto's the same way which is why, even during the times he was absolutely crying at that point from how hard he was laughing his ass off, he only sometimes told Byakuya to quit it, which was mostly in a playful and kinda whinny way cus Makoto was still losing it BAAAAD. That is not an understatement. Can also see Byakuya being a bit of a dick here by ruffling Makoto's hair or something which just makes the guy both flustered and even more giggly than before. Having said all of this though, I have a feeling Makoto finds a way the break the bastard back though. I mean, Makoto's been doing a lot of laughing! Might as well get some payback! Also payback for Byakuya freaking poking him, rubbing it in that Makoto sounds like a total loser. Nothing too lethal though. Not that Makoto could BE lethal. Just the boy trying and failing to maybe crack a joke or something but he's bad at it, regardless if he's laughing hysterically or not. The attempt is short lived though as Makoto kinda just tries to get everything back on track regarding the actual PLOT of The Bee Movie. Cus, Byakuya's actual a bit out of breath from all that Seinfeld ranting. It backfires though. They both end up in a weird conversation on how the fuck Vanessa is plowing that bee. AKA, the strangest talk they've had about anything ever up until this point... Like, it starts off as a genuine question before it just devolves into Makoto trying to end it all while covering his face, laughing hysterically while Byakuya's no better. He just keeps trying and failing to actually psycho-analyze the logistics here. Meanwhile, Makoto is lowkey squealing for him to finally quit the bit while Byakuya just keeps going. He may be out of breath from the Seinfeld rant but he is just on a roll today and nothing is stopping him. And, when everything FINALLY starts to calm down a bit, the two reflect a bit on what the fuck just happened. Oddly enough though, they're content about it. Like, the two had fun. Makoto nearly died. All is good in the world. And maybe they just cuddle after. Idk! T-T

[ratonahat]

Slice of life ✨

Geronimo’s living room

A pretty modern Brooklyn apartment look, but still keeping to Geronimo’s colour palette. I tried to add as much personality as I could and there are the odd few Easter eggs thrown in ✨

The sliding bookshelf in the back leads to the kitchen, the door behind the pillar is a small bathroom, and the staircase leads to Benjamin’s room, the main bathroom, and a small spare bedroom.

To the left there are some windows and the tv, and to the right end of the couch (which can’t be seen here) is Geronimo’s office. In his office is a door to his own bedroom (inspired by Richard Castle’s office and bedroom bc I thought it was rlly cool). This is all stuff I’ve planned out in sims but not drawn yet whoops

[magentakat]

Got a short lil’ Reader-focused piece this time ‘round. :3

Day 7: Glitter Glue—555 words

You don’t know what you expected.

Your hands are coated in a sticky, tacky coating of glitter, varying sections of wet goo and dry, peeling film layered across your skin. Colors mostly blend together at the edges, occasionally dashed over one another where the segment below had dried. It all glitters, catching the light as your hands move across the tabletop.

It feels horrible.

When Sun had asked for your assistance supervising the activity you were initially hesitant. Glue was your lifelong sworn enemy, the adhesive refusing to go where it should and always managing to escape to the greener pastures of your lovely, delicate, sensitive skin from its paper prison. The sensation of it was disgusting, even worse than sunblock or lotion, combining sliminess with a gumminess that utterly revolted you.

And yet, when he had turned that permanent grin to face you, clasping his overly large hands together as he pled with you… you were so weak. Folded immediately, agreed despite the phantom sensation of that reviled substance taunting you, attempted to placate your own dread with the thought that “Sun loves to keep things clean and orderly, surely it won’t be bad this time!”

Oh, you utter fool, you buffoon. The last time you’d justified an activity with that excuse was when he’d roped you into one of their finger-painting sessions. That had been several weeks ago and you were still finding streaks of paint hidden in the deep, dark corners of the playroom—and that wasn’t mentioning how long it took to remove it all from Sun (if you even had, you swore there was a tiny dot of red still stuck to the back of one of his rays).

Sun’s return was announced by the chorus of his bells, much merrier than your own dour mood. “The last of our little stars have been picked up,” he chimed, “time to clean up, clean up, clean up!”

You move your gaze from your thoroughly coated and begrimed fingers, looking up at his beaming, sunny face and feeling dread sink its cold, horrid claws deeper into your very soul. Oh no, it was even worse than the finger painting. There was the shimmer and glint of glitter in the dips between his teeth, tiny flecks of blue across one of his optics. And his hands, his huge, intricate hands, were damn near dripping with it. You’d be picking it out from between his finger joints for ages. The thought of the miserable task awaiting you left you fighting back tears.

Sun’s face clicks as it rotated ninety degrees clockwise, uncharacteristically silent as he examined your expression. You hurriedly look back down to your own glitter-covered hands but it’s already too late—he reached out, carefully taking your hands in his as he guided you towards the restrooms. “Why don’t you wash up first? I’ll go get the bottles all wiped down and put away so it’ll be a breeze to clean the rest when you’re back!”

He skips off with a cheerful laugh and, despite the misery still filling you, you can’t help but smile. That’s why you couldn’t turn down his request. You’d endure hell itself if he asked it of you, if it would make him happy.

But damn, you’d still think twice before helping with the glitter glue again.

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

if you had to choose only ONE way to whump Barry what would it be? :)

WHY WHO WOULD POSSIBLY CURSE ME LIKE THIS?! ONLY ONE?!?! Sigh. I won't cheat and say 'torture' as a blanket term so.

Gotta go with some sort of captivity. Speedsters in general don't like to be stuck in one place, and even without some form of physical torture :( , it's a good psychological whump strategy. It proves extremely effective for him specifically because while he's trapped, he'll be constantly worrying about his loved ones and Central City in general because in this situation, he doesn't know anything happening outside of wherever he's being kept :)

[antisocialgaycat]

yall my jazz conductor said he'd never heard me speak before im-

[transsongtaewon]

He was just more meat in the water, decayed and rotten.

-Bertold Brecht, Vom Ertrunkenen Mädchen

[bobbinalong]

gave kevin wada's jon some more hair bc wada jayjon is such a win but i wish they'd stop giving him kon's cut.

[getosugurusbangs]

[corduroyghost]

ive been doin some pottery and bug type things

[pseudonemisis]

go into the woods and take your shoes off to feel the soft moss. Play in the water and try to find all the different sounds that you can make with a reed. Climb big rocks and balance on a fallen tree. Listen to a brook and bird sing together while your dog splashes in the water.