#week deadline

[icespur]

AKESHU CHILD GENDER POLL RESULTS OVER!

You know, I had a feeling it would be "Girl", and I don't blame the majority, because two dads with a baby girl is so wholesome, I'm on team "girl", also.

also, I feel bad for not including a "Trplets", option. I think I was considering it, but didn't for some reason.

I was so excited to see the results, so thank you all once again for participating..

Now I can share the list of Akeshu Child names!

[shandzii]

cleanup time ough

[why-the-heck-not]

makes a to do list. gets too stressed to start on it before it’s waaaaay to late (ohno!!)

[wykonii]

I honestly can’t stop drawing them

[isabelleadjani]

WINONA RYDER & SIGOURNEY WEAVER as Call & Ripley ALIEN: RESURRECTION dir. Jean-Pierre Jeunet, 1997

[blended-ice]

@viktuuri-week 2024 - Rivals

The tension… 👀

[feelo-fick]

"it must be the caffiene."

"...? we didn't have anything caffinated?"

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CHILAIOS WEEK DAY 2 : Changeling

HI THIS IS SUPER LATE BUT ART HAS BEEN. HARD. AND YES I SKIPPED ONE DAY THAT ONE IS GONNA GO LAST BECAUSE ITS TAKING SO LONG TO MAKE.... ill get to the others when i find the time.

Bonus :

[m1r493]

Someone told me to draw , so I did.

[kkoct-ik]

as a bonus post. heres the moth!stress i mocked up while trying to iron out her design! i didnt intentionally change much after this, though i found it hard to fit her wings in the scene...

[ START ] @hotguycomiczine

[ MERCH | MISC ]

[shhroomer]

Oh, help me God, this hellboy got me coming back for more

reblogs super appreciated !!! close-ups under the cut !

[blumineck]

PLEASE PUT SOME SHOES ON :(

Ok look, I was gonna say "I know you mean well" but let's be honest, I don't know if you mean well or not.

As it happens, I like being barefoot. It's a sensory thing- I like to feel the ground under me. It's also a training tool, strengthening my feet and ankles and improving balance. I also often combine pole with ground flips, archery and tree climbing, and there aren't really any shoes I can wear that are suitable for all of those things in the same session. Also, it makes me feel like a wood elf.

But here's the thing: policing how others choose to dress is not cool. There might be any number of practical reasons for it (up to and including 'I like how it looks'), or there might not, but unless they're turning up to your high wire assault course in a bodycon dress and clown shoes, you don't get to tell people what they should or shouldn't wear.

Love,

Blumineck

(Yes I took them off for this photo)

[lwoorl]

@derinthescarletpescatarian how dare you hurt me like this. What the hell, Derin? Anyway, I adored this scene, have some fanart.

I know they should be wearing breathing masks but I took artistic liberties. Because. It turns out I don't know how to draw breathing masks. I probably also got other details wrong, but I'm happy with the result.

Anyway, go read Time to orbit: unknown by @derinthescarletpescatarian.

[sidoopa]

some selected frames from the upcoming animation!

[mizunoir]

stargazing ⭐

happy [late] laven week!

[pastelhooman]

[WVW Exchange Event 2023!]

"The kisses on your lash, your ears, on the nose that keeps scrunching. The kisses on your hand, on your cheeks, and the exchanging soft words waiting for the break of day."

----- ID under break -----

A total of 6 pages of comics, starting with a close up shots of vash kissing sleeping wolfwood's nose, eyes, lashes, and he furrows them a bit. an overhead shot of the two of them in a motel room, on the bed with vash leaning over wolfwood from the left, laying soft kisses on him. their legs tangled. their normal outfits are thrown haphazardly on the floor, instead donning comfortable clothes. on the outside, the very first ray of lights are yet to shine.

"what a face you're making pfft" - vash says as he grabs both of wolfwood's cheeks, squeezing them a bit. wolfwood mumbles, "There's something that keeps landing on my face, it tickles." he grabs the hand that is on his right cheek. "Well you're letting it happens anyways right?" Vash muses, bringing the hand up to kiss on its knuckles. "Good morning Wolfwood. It's almost dawn"

"… Isn't it way too soon?" - wolfwood asks, but keeps to himself the prayers he's sending to god because the the boy on top of him was such a sight to behold. Vash flops down onto him, leaving the hand hanging and lace his own hand into Wolfwood's hair, peppering kisses to the side of his face. "Yep" - he answers - "But you woke up on your own tho" - facetiously. He giggles, saying that it was a joke after a beat of silence. A sigh, "don't make me upside you first thing in the morning." Wolfwood closes his eyes, hand combing through golden strands. "Heh, how merciful~" "We have a meet up with Milly and Meryl today, remember?" Vash reminds him, which does raise some vague memory. wolfwood hums, the other hand reaching around vash's torso, hugging him. " So, the sooner we arrive, the less likely she'll chew through my head." - Vash adds. "riiiight. And you were SO urgent in waking me up." in wolfwood's hold, both of them slowly turn to the right, towards the edge of the bed.

Well, you were just soooo cute, I couldn't help it! didn't thinkk you'll actually wakE UAA-!"

the bed creaks under the sudden shift in weight as wolfwood tosses vash over and under him, arms firmly hugging him, one at his back and one at his head, hungrily dives down to kiss. "!! Wolf-! Wait-!" Vash yelps, leg instinctively curls around the other's man hip to hang on, trying his damnest to grip on his shirt as HE is now half airborne, barely has any contact with the bed on his upper body. However, wolfwood seems to have another idea as he keeps deepening the kiss, pointedly holding Vash close, hands spread guarding the back of his head as both of them are sliding off the soft fabric.

"THUD!" a resounding fall, possibly enough to wake the room downstairs, followed shortly by laboured breaths amist wet smacks of lips. Heaves and huffs of air exchanging between the two bodies when the need to breath made itself necessary. They press close, cradling each other, and are lost to their own world. After a while they had to part. Metal arm shifts through black locks, caressing down to his nape and they hold eye contacts there, with lidded eyes, strands of saliva thins then breaks.

Wolfwood pushes up on his arms, looking smugly down at his now disheveled partner: "Now this is how it's done, Needlenoggin." he remarks. Vash tries to wrangle his thoughts back in order, but strings of Wolfwood's name and a wonderous question keeps filling his mind, of whether he should risk it all and have fun for a bit more. Regardless, snapping out of his trance, Vash sourly asks, with a wry smile and an aching head: "But did you really need to roll off the bed?" "Wrong side, whoops" - Wolfwood anwers unseriously, laughing as he finds the situation quite amusing.

----- End of ID -----

[yuepants]

who's a babygirl

anyway

lesbian maxley 🥰

the other sapphic maxley posts: this and this