#you can guess what happened

[rogerbarel]

ALFONS SYLVATICA KISS YOUR DICK AND BALLS AND NIPPLES GOODBYE THEY'RE GOING ON MY CEILING FAN

[rorydrawsandwrites]

Due to my clicking habits there are increasingly more videos of feminist men on my Facebook feed

And I don't mind that one bit

[knuts-and-bolts]

In my family we have three rules. There are lots of expectations and boundaries, but there’s three set in stone rules, no exceptions. We argue and disappoint each other and push each other’s buttons, but we always try our best to obey the rules. My mom introduced them both terribly long ago, my brother and I were both nearly out of the house by then, but they really stick with me everywhere I go. These three statements are the best way that I can describe my relationship with my mom and brother other than telling my entire life story. They mean a lot to me, and they remind me of how much I really do love my family, even when I don’t feel it as much. I’ve decided that these are my rules now, and I thought I’d share them with you. They are:

1) always be honest

2) it’s okay to make mistakes

3) no fireworks in your bedroom

[homesexoticcreatures]

good evening, I was wondering if I could request audience with home @:)

*home looked uh. Not in the best shape, but there wasn't anyone else in the living room anymore. Just him.. heavily bruised up* yeah.. I suppose so..

[herooffire101]

Hello, and welcome to the next day of Tuggerlurina week, Human AU! For those of you who remember last year I did mainly human au versions of Tugger and Bomba, their names were Travis and Beatrice. This fic does takes place in most of my versions of my personal human AUs, and was referenced before in my previous fics. So @jelliclekay enjoy!

This may have been a mistake to mix this.

Beatrice looked at the various bottles, glass, and plastic, in front of her. 3 bottles of vanilla Schnapps, a bottle of Bailey’s Irish Cream, 2 two-liter bottles of Dr. Pepper, and a collection of different Kool-Aid packets of various different flavors. As a 17-year-old, Bea didn’t want to talk about how she got the alcohol, but at least she was in the safety of her own place, living above the Heaviside Layer Bar & Grille, with her lovely boyfriend Travis. The child kittens she was (somehow) responsible for were having a sleepover with Mom and Dad in preparation for Electra’s first birthday (and somewhere deep in her mind something is telling her that this is going to be a complete and utter mistake and irresponsible of her but she isn’t listening to it, her impulsive and intrusive thoughts are completely in control). She looks at the shaker, jigger, and bar spoons, with the bitters as an afterthought. ��Tonight, I experiment with making a mixed drink myself.’ She thought, with a slightly maniac look on her face.

Travis, upon coming into the apartment from the restaurant downstairs, noticed the collection, and Beatrice, asked his girlfriend one simple question. “Should I be worried?”

“Maybe. Maybe not. I wanna practice making drinks.” She said with a nonchalant tone in her voice.

Travis sighed. “Whatever, I’m game.” Travis sat down on one of the stool surrounding the kitchen island counter. “So, what’s your plan?”

“Somehow combine vanilla Schnapps and Bailey’s Irish Cream. I have additional things to see what works.” Gesturing to the collection, grabbing several glasses in mismatched glassware that they impulsively bought at the local thrift store.

“Do you remember that Electra’s birthday is tomorrow, and she expects that her momma is sober on her special day.” He reminded her, seeing how Electra is one of the kittens that she was responsible for (and Travis as well) and how well would mom react if both of them came to the party hungover. Travis watched as she deftly opened the bottles and measured out ratios of the alcohol, shook them, and then poured them out into one of the glasses.

“I’m not going to get drunk this time. It’s not bad cheap rum.” Beatrice swore, thinking of what Virginia, otherwise known as Griddlebone, subjected her to on the order of Mac after he assaulted her and brought her to his warehouse. Her left shoulder was a mess of badly stitched scars of a scratched in branding. Virginia poured one half of that bottle on her shoulder and made her chug the rest. Beatrice shuddered, and shook it out, taking a swig of her first attempt of the combo of schnapps and Bailey’s.

Several hours later

Somehow the sips of the different mixes turned into first a gulp and then shot gunning and taking shots of just combo vanilla Schnapps and Irish Cream of various ratios. There was…something that just hit Beatrice just right and being with Travis just made it wonderful. She felt the buzz of the alcohol, and it somehow made her emotions towards what Mac did to her dulled, and she liked it. She really liked the flavor combo of the schnapps and Irish cream. She and Travis were having a good time, and then she felt it. She really wanted to kiss Travis, kiss Tugger. She wanted to figuratively take him apart. So, she decided to impulsively kiss him, and he reciprocated, and it was a blur on how they got into their bedroom. The rest of the night was a complete blur.

~~~~

Beatrice didn’t realize her mistake until it was too late, first being woken up by Demeter calling her cellphone and Beatrice feeling the most painful of hangovers she has ever felt, and several weeks later. But, by that time, Beatrice accepted her lot.

~~~

Yea, that was my idea for this. I'm open for asks for any of my headcanons and AUs.

[akanemnon]

So THAT'S how they did it! I'm sure that will have no major implications at AAAAALLLLLL...

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[egophiliac]

So.... what are your thoughts on Ace's UM, if you haven't been asked this already?

sneaky magic for the sneakiest boy

no but really, I think it fits him really well! I had thought his UM would probably involve something kinda sleight-of-handy or pickpockety! and I looooved that it made such a nice loop-around back to episode 1. ❤️ I was. kind of half-expecting him to just run out and punch Riddle in the nose again. but instead this time 'twas he who offed the queen's head! it was great! and he did it while stone-cold terrified out of his mind! because Ace is the only remotely normal or well-adjusted person at NRC and therefore the only one who is like "we're going to literally die, this is super effed up". but he did it anyway!!!! I AM SO PROUD

[inkskinned]

we were sitting on the floor and i was cutting out tiny pictures to make a collage for a friend's birthday. you were on your phone and you laughed about something, and i was still in love with you then, so i asked what had you giggling.

"sorry. i was just..." you took a moment and went back to texting. "i was telling someone about how you're afraid of the dark."

i'm afraid of the dark because something bad happened. "oh." i felt a little slinky of shame crawl down my throat.

you glanced up, and maybe it showed on my face, because you rolled your eyes and held the phone to the side casually so i could see the group chat. "what? was it a secret?"

i looked down to the scissors in my hand. "i just..." no, it's not a secret. it just felt like something private, something serious. saying why would you tell someone that just feels like an accusation. it's unfair. i honestly am not even ashamed of it, it's just a fact about my person that i don't usually share.

what a strange experience. is this a human thing or a generational thing? for our grandparents: did they need to worry about how quickly someone can just... share your personal information? again, i didn't even really have a true objection. what could i say? i want any person in my life to feel they can be honest with their friends. it's not like i said don't tell anyone this.

i cut out another letter to complete the rainbow happy birthday, started hunting for the exclamation mark. i heard you sigh dramatically.

"don't make a big deal about this," you said.

this entire conversation was a pattern for us, and this was when we got to my least favorite part of the pattern. i would get my feelings hurt in some oblique not-technically-terrible way, and then it would be making a big deal about something. you'd get frustrated for me for being soft, but i was born soft. you knew i was soft when you pierced me. it's one of the things that made controlling me so easy.

"i'm not," i felt my voice crack. the question came without my wanting. "why are you guys talking about me?" and why are you saying that thing? why not like - i'm telling them how you're generous and kind and pretty.

you let out this low, tragic groan. "oh my god." you tossed the phone away from your body. "there, see? i just won't talk to them if you don't like it."

the rest of the hour went the way it always went, between us: i said i don't actually mind if you talk to your friends but -, you found a way to call my minor expression of discomfort "being dramatic." you got upset that i had been offended. i ended up apologizing, even though i hadn't actually done anything.

afterwards, you picked up the phone again. after texting for a little bit, you snorted. "okay," you said, "but it is kind of funny you're afraid of the dark. i mean, when you think about it."

[vypridae]

misc sun x moon im soo normal (lie)

[heartorbit]

searching for a star that's still unknown to anyone!

[arrgh-whatever]

[jamdrawers]

Commission. What a trustworthy looking guy...

[chipthekeeper]

Cinta Kaz, a character deserving of adoration.

[tempo-takoyaki]

Merry Christmas!! I hope you all have a wonderful day <3

EDIT: I accidentally posted this too early but know this illustration is referring to a previous comic if you'd like to read it ! [Christmas 2023]

[peach-sea]

Cringetober Day 1. Screenshot Redraw

inspired by this early eah scene where raven "lets her bad side out" playing guitar and my cousin and I go "apple's probably losing it" and then they cut to her and she's making this face ↓

[thatswhatsushesaid]

i was inspired by that one user's text post about their mom's cql obsession, and her sincere belief that wei wuxian and lan wangji are just dear friends, to dig up that one interview zhu zanjin gave back when cql first aired.

gosh. i just love this show and all its very good male friendships.

so many

dear

✨friendships✨

the softest bro fun.