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[hazardsoflove]

infinity on high

oh this is going to be impossible

hum hallelujah

it’s hard to say “i do,” when i don’t

you’re crashing, but you’re no wave

bang the doldrums

ginasfs

i’m like a lawyer

i’ve got all this ringing

the (after) life of the party

the carpal tunnel of love

thriller

the take over, the breaks over

don’t you know who i think i am

fame < infamy

this ain’t a scene

thnks fr the mmrs

golden

send me an album to rank!

[firebrand-witch]

What are two facts about yourself that are true, but also seem contradictory? What do you dream about? Black ballpoint pen, sharpie or glitter gel pen?

1. I'm very observant but i also have my head in the clouds, if that makes sense? Sometimes i anticipate how people are feeling even though a lot of people cannot read the room but I'm also lost in my thoughts a lot (therefore, not observant at all) does that make sense?

A silly one is that i love spicy food at times and other times, it's just too much

2. I dream about going to the eras tour (short term) and becoming a scientist (long term)

3. Glitter gel pen fs!! Glitter for the win

[girlboyburger]

mspaint commissions !!!! all 16 of 'em!!

[kyrstin]

7 and 25 for the ask game!

7. what animal do you look forward to seeing when you visit an aquarium?

hmmm if they had any type of marine mammal i'd be jazzed to see them (otters, seals, the like) but if we're talking strictly fish i enjoy a good manta ray or jellyfish!

25. would you say you have good taste in music?

past me did! she was very involved in the local music scene. current me listens to the same 5 albums on repeat. but they are very good albums!

[blueberrybeomgyu]

perv classmate!beomgyu drabble *ೃ༄

+*:🍪:*﹤warnings : 18+ mdni, mentions of pillow/desk humping, masturbation, beomgyu kinda has stalker tendences but it's nothing serious he just likes looking at you, he also has sub tendeces bc that's the way my account rolls ong / masterlist

✧･ﾟ: *

classmate!beomgyu who stares at you from across the lecture hall, his pants tightening at the way your eyebrows furrow when you're focused, how your tongue pokes the inside of your cheek, how you carefully apply your lipgloss, and god how sticky your lips look after, it gets him feeling insane, but he can't tear his eyes away, willing his hips to stay still under his desk where they're threatening to grind against the air

and it's so embarrassing, he has to carefully choose a seat that's not near a lot of people, so no one has to witness his fucked-out state just from looking at you, but he has to be close enough that he can admire the way your hair frames your face.

you never look at him, probably don't even know he exists, but he thinks about you the rest of the day, in his remaining classes, in the food court when he's supposed to be hanging with his friends, and when he finally gets back to his apartment, he can't even make it to his room, nearly tripping over his pants in a hurry to get them off, and he collapses on the couch, hand stuffed in his boxers and fisting his cock roughly, daydreaming about the sticky kisses you'd leave around his neck

he needs you soo bad, it's gotten to the point where his hand isn't enough, grinding desperately on pillows, on the corner of his desk, on the arm of the couch, but it's never enough, even if he gets off, he's thinking about you again almost immediately, hard and insatiable

he starts failing his class because he's never paying attention, always distracted by you, but he knows you excel at the subject -- your answers are always right when you raise your hand, and you've gotten plenty of compliments from the professor during class.

he knows you take a minute to leave the classroom afterward, waiting patiently until the professor is done talking to pack up your things. you're never in a hurry to leave, and beomgyu wonders if you'd be that patient with him. he hangs around like he usually does, stealing glances to watch you pack your supplies, how you put certain things in certain pockets, and catches up to you just as youre walking out the door

he stutters around a greeting and almost forgets what he was planning to say when you smile brightly at him, glossy lips shining and tempting. he struggles to get the words out, but he gets there, explaining how he's been struggling in the subject, and wants to know if you'd ever have the time to tutor him. his jaw almost drops to the ground when you say yes kindly, that you can help him whenever. you give him your number, and he gives you his apartment address, and tries to act very normal about the smell of your vanilla perfume, so potent with you right next to him.

when you guys are settled around his coffee table, he tries to wrap his head around the fact that you're in his space, taking up room in his home. he tries his best to listen as you teach him, soaking up the praising words you give him when he gets answers right -- "you're so good at this, you have nothing to worry about." and yes, you are so patient with him when he gets them wrong, telling him "good try, you'll get it next time, yeah?"

you guys set up a date for next session, and beomgyu watches you round the corner to leave his apartment building for your "safety" but he really just can't take his eyes off you, and when you're out of sight, he's hurrying back into his apartment, claiming the spot you were just sitting in, nearly moaning at how strong your perfume is, still hanging in the air as he fucks his fist dumbly, imagining how you'd praise him, how your "good try" would be condescending, teasing if you saw the way he's been struggling to cum.

but the strong scent of you in his living room gets him there, pulling multiple orgasms out of himself cause he just can't stop, can't get you out of his mind no matter what he does.

✧･ﾟ: *

a/n : longer one for u guys since it's the weekend, hopefully next friday i can post a full fic cause im currently working on like four lol, trying to get on a lil bit of a schedule so i don't run out of content tehe <3

[fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma]

happy pride month beautiful people ‼️

[dontbelasagnax]

(he was not innocent)

this is what inspired it!

[tethered-heartstrings]

If Will dies first, it is obvious Hannibal would cannibalize Will’s flesh. Hannibal mourned Mischa by eating her, and he would do the same for Will; to consume and eat and incorporate is part of grieving. But what would Hannibal do with Will’s bones? He’d eat the marrow, maybe make soup from them, but what of the calcified parts that remain, the parts that can’t be eaten?

I don’t really see him just keeping them around or displaying them, something stagnant and to be ogled. Burying them in the family plot in Lithuania makes sense because Will is family, but it also requires Hannibal to go back to a place he can’t go. Hannibal could cremate the bones, but then what? Spreading the ashes doesn’t seem like something he would do; he can’t know what happens to them. Keeping Will in an urn on his desk or a shelf also feels out of character, a memory collecting dust.

What if Hannibal had Will’s ashes pressed into pencil lead? There are ways to compress ashes into something that could be written with or drawn. What if Hannibal draws Will with his own ashes, commemorating him in a completed cycle. Sketching the man with his own remains. Remembering Will as he saw him, recreating moments they shared from Hannibal’s mind palace. Having Will live forever in depictions of himself. Hannibal would never be truly left behind. And Hannibal would sharpen the pencils as he always had; he isn’t unfamiliar with taking a blade to Will. Shaving off a layer but keeping him sharp.

Displaying and keeping art made from Will’s ashes would mean so much more than a reconstructed skeleton or an urn on a shelf or a plot that would become overgrown with weeds. He could draw Will in motion, alive, as he wished to remember him, and create moments and memories they didn’t get to experience together.

[randomminty]

The og iono fan

[dreamyaubade]

my piece for the @paradeofseasons zine 🪷💖 ty for having me!!🫶

♡ ko-fi┆patreon ♡

[snivycat-art]

Let’s make a deal!~ ⚠️✨

(silly redraw of this older drawing)

[angelwiththeblue-box]

wow holy shit what a finale i feel so vindicated and i need senior year now actually

previous ep doodles

taglist: @dapper-nahrwhale @leelovessharks @genuine-possum @thedragonemperess @depressedtransguy @joshkiszkashusband @blueskiesandstarrynights @starchaserbaby (lemme know if u wanna be added or removed)

[spearxwind]

Andddd last set of dragon commissions!! These last three are for @goldieclaws, @madmaxxing and @ai-trained-on-startrek-trivia !! Thank you all sm for commissioning me :D

[yoshizawaviolet]

what's ur favorite flavor of ice cream & who's ur favorite person to eat it with??

i try to not eat too many sweets, but ryuji-senpai is always quite persuasive. (plus, it's been so hot this summer, so i deserve it! or something!)

[koerinz]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @north-noire !!!!

[shepscapades]

So

First thing : I feel like the person X saw in Etho (in panel 2) is Evil X, I don't know it just feels like it, I mean yeah instead of yellow he should have had red accents and stuff, but... the shoulder pads are in simmiliar shape to those that EX has in your recent comic. It's implied that X was at least a bit scared of that person he saw because this is the exact moment he overpowers Etho, like he saw someone who's genuinely determined to hurt him + I can see that whoever Xisuma saw in Etho is holding a potion of what?? Still tryna to figure this out.

+ X cries a little when he flips Etho, still don't know if he does it because it's Etho and he doesn't want to hurt him, or because he still sees the other person in his friend and it's a bit deeper than that.

Second thing: Oh wow we got to see Xisuma's hair!

Third thing: I think that Etho most likely hurt/injuried/stabbed X at the end, or is at least about to do it, since we see the "DON'T" at the end- it's written in pink which is enough to signify it's X who's talking [CAN i ADD THAT IT'S GLOWING?? Like that must mean it's either important or loud] but we also get the "VOCAL RECOGNITION: XISUMAVOID" from Doc [thank you for this part it makes it even better sobs]. And now to the confusing point, from what I could figure, it looks like Etho is trying to stab X with the shard(?) or whatever that is, but It's not him, the person that's holding the shard has sleeves [we know that Etho wears a t-shirt in this] so now I wonder if it's a flashback to Doc's past since 1) his labcoat has sleeves [X has gloves so he definetely isn't the one holding the shard] 2) in the panel where he's reaching for the [whatever that is I don't know medical supplies] we also get a sort of flashback of him reaching for the shard. Which means that he probably had situation like this before (maybe that's one of the times when he lost his arm?)

Also thank you for drawing that pure fear in Doc's eye when he heard X I love this

I LOVE THIS COMIC AND THIS AU