#uhm. tee hee

[shiningnightstars]

act 3 optional content spoilers !!

also flash warning i think? (bad apple)

i played bad apple on the face of your god. sorry not sorry.

[serpentariusart]

Working on a big project. Keep your eyes peeled, I'll be talking about this more soon.

[transgaysex]

this is art lalala

ani had a talk with his pseudo-god-kinda-daughter about becoming a better person this session

[randomositycat]

Can someone make a poll about being autistic and how good you are at wearing socks

I have opinions

[icednebula]

uhm tee hee not sonic oc show down related but i'm so motivated to draw more puyo stuff im going insane /lh /pos

[squidthechaotickid]

UHM UH UHHHHH!!! LIAN ANIMATIC IM WORKING ON!!! She's getting a villain arc tee hee :3

ALSO SORRY FOR THE LOW QUALITY!! FlipaClip kept crashing whenever I tried to export the video so I just!! Screen recorded it!!!!

ALSO ALSO. Go vote Lian in the @lmk-oc-competition!!!!!

[peach-pot]

I did put my entire heart and soul into this post actually.

[howler-moon]

Ok gang I needed to step in I can't take this anymore.

The recent Warrior Cats covers and field guide art have been driving me nuts and when this cover dropped something inside me just snapped are you happy Erins I finally did proper fan art of your furry soap opera are you happy now. I used to really like the new artists covers I was his number one defender but now I,m just genuinely concerned if they're giving him any time.

Here's a ramble of my thought process if yall are into that:

I see a lot of the time with people redesigning covers that they take a completely formula to the actual books and illustrate an actual scene. I love these but I have absolutely no idea what goes on in this arc so I would have to keep to the floating head formula. Since there's no official design for Moonpaw yet either I kept the characters the same (i would possibly have replaced Crowfeather with Moonpaw although looking back having Crow there for "the elders quest" might fit more). I myself have no designs for Leaf, Tawny or Crow so i just slapped on whatever. I did have the thought to reference The apprentices quest cover at one point, as I feel like this arc will just be full of references (Following a "friend since arc one", recycled plot points, the book being called the elders quest.. If they call a book "Out of the wild" you all owe me one million dollars/hj) but uhm that was boring and i had a different idea anyway :3

I wanted to put a spin on the usual floating head formula (literally)(I just made it profile instead of front facing) and i would like to imagine the rest of the books in this arc would follow this formula with a different character each time. I originally wanted to keep the blue colour scheme, but it was not giving gang im sorry. I can only shade with purples and yellows forgive me. The excuse i realised i could make half way through is that a sunset fits the name "changing skies" way better that a blue gradient. THE SKY IS LITERALLY CHANGING ITS RIGHT THERE. I also added the faint stars in the sky as reference to the problems with connecting to starclan tee hee. I was originally going to draw Leafstar blind but decided against it as i dont know how she loses her vision and I dont like drawing blind characters with milky eyes when its not accurate... I compensated by obscuring her pupil with a sparkle because she deserves to feel pretty

Yeah i think thats it

Obligatory Polish cover appreciation moment:

[imjustalittlesilly]

Uhhhh hi again uhm uh I made a poster of my object show. (Not even sure if I’ll make a episode🦅🦅🦅)

I’m gonna take a break, cause- well I just got out of a toxic relationship, be silly yall yassss yassss rahhhhhh

@endomentendo I’m back tee hee

[r3therat]

Hey look. It's me.

[updatingranboo]

new ranbooliveclips (previously runningahh/alt) tiktok ! [caption: “Woah its a secret shhhhh tee hee #fyp #ranboolive”]

[audio transcript: “boo! you found my secret- totally secret tiktok account. uhm i’m gonna be uploading clips onto here, i’ve decided. my- my twitch clips. (ranboo in voiceover starts yelling and banging in the distance, “please help this guy locked me in his basement I can’t get out, i can’t get out help he-!”) “also does anyone know how to unlock a basement door.”

[lostinlads]

OKAY SO UHM TEE HEE HAPPY 100 FOLLOWERS GUYS DONT FORGET TO VOTE ON THE POLL FOR THE UPCOMING FIC!!! i might even work on zayne's chapter 2 bc its gonna get freaky

i love you all sm thank you all for the support on my fics i have a lot coming up so i hope i dont let any of you down!!!!

[the-kr8tor]

REMEMBER BOUNTY HUNTER HOBIE AND CRIMINAL R? switching it up>:) Daily Hobie HC! uhm they didnt do naughty naughty here but it was hot so no shirt You swear just a year ago you were actively on Hobie's trail, being one of the best bounty hunters on the team. It was only a year ago when you managed to shoot him, and yet you ended up here, in his bed with your fingers gently tracing shapes onto his bare chest. Hobie remembers first meeting you like it was yesterday, the first time he felt mesmerized by you. You carried yourself strongly, with a stone cold glare and a steady hand. He wanted to see your guard fall, to uncover the little puppy underneath all those hardened layers. Hobie loved teasing you, often retaliating with flirtatious remarks every time you both came face to face in hopes to not make you shoot him. Your deadpanned face every time he began to flirt was priceless, and he had to fight the urge to brush his lips against yours every time. And now he laid here, holding your shirtless body close to his to regulate the moderate heat of summer nights. He buried his face into your hair, trying to suppress a chuckle from the feeling of your fingers gently going over his skin. The fights you both got it were reckless and spontaneous, but never too brutal. Sure, bruising or some blood, but no bones had been fractured or broken by the two of you. There was a nick on Hobie's neck, one you had caused with trying to kill him for the first time, obviously failing due to the fact he was alive and snuggling you. He found it adorable that you tried to heal it with your kisses every time you got the opportunity..well, that's what he interpreted it as. No doubt you were the cause for some of his scars, and him, yours. There's a specific, long scar which goes from the top of your shoulder across your collarbone. Hobie remembers being so persistent in driving the dagger into you, especially after you had narrowly missed a shot at him. He snuck away from that fight, leaving you victorious. Both hands were covered in each other's blood, but cradled each other's face lovingly. Despite the fact they were supposed to be sworn enemies, you were happily cuddled against his body, loving him as if you didn't try to brutally kill each other a few months ago. Hobie didn't care that you were a bounty hunter that could've possibly killed him any moment now, just focusing on the fact your soft body was against him under the light covers, just at the temperature where you wouldn't be too hot or too cold. He awaited until you had fallen asleep, pecking your forehead and resting his chin on top of your head with a content smile. Perhaps you two could argue on if you guys will try to bite each other's face off (kiss) or strangle each other to death (cuddle) tomorrow..or both. Both would be so terribly terrifying (so incredibly amazing) -🐦‍⬛

Yes!!! I loved writing that one!

Daily Hobie HC ‼️‼️‼️

Hehehehe are u sure abt that 😏😉

AAOXNK2NDIWDNRWODK ??!!! THIS WAS SO CUTE AND FLUFFY I'M BITING MY WALLS AND KICKING MY FEET LIKE THEY'RE CUDDLING???? AND TRACING EACHOTHER'S SCARS THAT THEY'VE GOTTEN BC OF EACHOTHER???!!! OH THE POETRY OF IT ALL

Tee-hee I'm so obsessed with this one outlaw! Hobie my beloved 😍😍😍

Stoppp you're making me miss cowboy Hobie 😭

The last line 🥴

[only-raw-and-bare]

I love the idea of fucking a cheating girl bare, no condom inhibiting the joy of all-natural penetrative sex, watching my thick, long pole sliding in and out of her pussy, my shaft hugged by her wet, moist pussy lips. But then halfway through our plowing session her boyfriend suddenly calls her (he was on a work trip) ~ Seeing the startled look in her eyes, hearing her pick up the phone because she knows she has no other choice, and hearing her lie and deceive her partner about what she is doing, unf ~ "Why do you sound so out of breath, honey?" - "Oh uhm.. Sorry, I'm just going down the stairs", while I'm still sliding in and out of her wet cunt <3 Her trying to surpress, with all her willpower, the lustful moans triggered by my big, fat uncut cock bottoming her out and stimulating all her pleasurable spots, trying to sound normal while talking to her partner, tee hee ~ I start fucking her harder to tease her, her mind is melting and she can't help but let out a moan every now and then, unf ~ Finally she hangs up, she tells me how much bigger and fatter my cock is, how her boyfriend can't please her with his below-average cock, how she wants me to not pull out and fill her womb with my hot, virile cum. I obey her wishes and breed her balls deep. A few weeks later she messages me a picture of a positive pregnancy test ;3

[jesuistrestriste]

tee hee posting priest!mike faist tonight woop woop

finally 🧍‍♀️

update: uhm i fell asleep before posting it so i’m just gonna wait till sunday morning (this morning) bc i’m sleepy. i’m v sorry 😭

update update: it’s up !:)

[mothhball]

hello and congratulations precious barkeep!!! u-u please may I have a masterfully mixed vodka with coffee and some tomato and pineapple juice? i’m gonna serve it to Arkham Jonathan, because he might be the only one who can stomach this mad concoction lol 💚💚💚

Arkhamverse!Scarecrow x Reader

summary short fic + dark/dead dove + blood play + getting revenge

warnings hey uhm so this might be fucked, reader gets injured, blood (ofc), non-con drugging, non-con body modification, non-con blood drinking, non-con cutting, reader basically goes THROUGH IT

DEAD DOVE !!!!

notes tee hee I was kicking my feet while writing!!! first time playing with him and idk if my brain worms coordinated to get him right, BUT I had fun. thank you so much for ordering a drink <3 Slàinte Mhath!

! MINORS DNI !

event masterlist • main masterlist • taglist • kofi word count: 624

You lost count. Lost count of the hours, the tears, the wasted attempts to plead and beg your way out of this. Knowing Crane, this was to be expected. Once he set his mind to something, he made sure to see it through. With every dreadful, pain inflicting caress, he made sure to see it through.

“Attachment is a dreadful thing, isn’t it.” A statement, not a question. He didn’t expect you to answer, anyway. “So, you can imagine how displeased I am with this entire situation.”

The Scarecrow heaved out a raspy sigh as he stopped his pacing, and he returned to the examination table to once again check the restraints around your wrists. Your eye twitched as his thumb rubbed over the raw skin, irritating the results of your struggles. You weren’t sure what to say. Apologies, bargaining and other nonsense obviously hadn’t worked in the slightest. And at this point, your tongue felt too heavy, and your brain was fuzzed over by the numerous relaxants he had pumped into your bloodstream.

Crane leaned over you, and his image blurred and cleared in tandem with the pulse pounding in your throat.

“I suppose I am to blame as well. I shouldn’t have expected loyalty in Gotham. Not even from you.”

Stepping around to stand over your head, he brushed a sweaty strand of hair out of your face. The touch was almost tender.

Almost.

If it weren’t for the blood he spread over your skin in the process.

Your blood.

“Of all people,” he hummed, leaning down to get a better look at your face. “Ratting me out. Running like frightened vermin to run your mouth to the first fool who’d listen.”

His eyes narrowed, and a feeling of shame joined the nausea in your stomach.

“Was this your worst-case scenario if things went wrong like they did? Tell me, did you think I would kill you and call it a day?”

Your lips parted, but the words died on your tongue.

“Your work is brilliant. But you are so frustratingly stupid,” he hissed, moving next to your side again, and reaching for the scalpel. A familiar acquaintance at this point. One that has been a trusted instrument for the past hours.

You could always tell the moment that it cut. Even with a paper cut, the fleeting moment of cold pain was a telltale sign that something was split. Skin and flesh and fat. Tissue separated, layers revealed.

With a steady hand, Crane guided the blade from your sternum up to your collarbone. Enough for skin to open up, enough for your breath to hitch as the warm blood ran over your cold flesh and pooled in the hollow of your throat. Fortunately, not enough to eviscerate you like a frog on the dissecting table. Just right to hurt and mangle and teach.

“You know why I couldn’t be lenient. This has to be a learning moment,” he murmured, already bending over to lap the blood off your skin while his spindly hands spread over your body. His breath quickened with every drag of his tongue over the wound, and you could feel the tremble in his fingers as they dug into your plush frame.

Finally, he straightened up again, reigning himself in with much difficulty. With his teeth and mouth stained sanguine, he undid your leather restraints, freeing you from the metal table before he guided you into a sitting position. The world spun for a moment as Crane put your arm around his shoulders to steady you.

But the drop in your stomach wasn’t just from disorientation.

Your body felt lighter. Incomplete.

“Don’t fret. You’re still useful, after all. But you won’t need your legs to work, will you?”