#you guys know me

[sillygoofyqueer]

I dunno guys, I'm this close to writing a one shot for MDZS based on "It's Been So Long" (by The Living Tombstone, if I have to make that clear). I really think it's obvious what I could do with it, but lord almighty if I'm not listening to it and thinking "this would make some GREAT fucking angst"

[beikerfaker]

Thank you so much for the beichiya content I am FEASTING RN

NO PROBLEM im THE beichiya guy idc what anyone says i make the rules here ☝️

also i do keep using this read more feature but blood warning[?]

ohhhh boyfriend biting of ~affection~ aggression my toxic yaoi agenda!

also some time after effect:

beichiya requests take priority since day one

[comphyjost]

IGNORE THE QUALITY BUT THIS MANNNNNNNN 🥵🔥

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

Not gonna lie, I'm scare of peple finding out my Dungeon Meshi crack ships...

... or they're probably going to hate me...

[kaitaiga]

It’s been a hot minute since I’ve actually drawn a cod character💀

Who would you like to see? Reboot/OG! MW, either is fine.

[joeyclaire]

sorry for comparing a guy fucking a pig to the deaths of religious figures

[mangoisms]

if anything else. i do enjoy how the batman (2022) portrays gotham. it could use a little more pizazz in my personal opinion but like its good. better than most portrayals in the dceu i think

[keriarentikai]

Today’s fun fact:

In the usual naming system in Republican Rome, women only had one name - the feminine version of the name of their family. So, for example, Gaius Julius Caesar’s daughter was named Julia.

Have you spotted the problem? Yes, Caesar’s aunt was also named Julia. If Julia had had any sisters, all of them would have been named Julia. Just a whole passel of Julias. Every single one of them, Julia.

[superbattrash]

Me for the first 20 chapters: you fucking suck, bro

Me, reading chapter 21, where he’s scary to someone mean: ehehehehehehe 🥰 husband ~

[desperatepleasures]

one time I used the ben affleck smoking reaction image in the family group chat and my mom replied with the funniest possible response which was: "mommy doesn't know who the guy is???" and that phrase has not left my brain since. I'll see blorbos on my dash that I don't recognize and I'll be like well it seems mommy doesn't know who the guy is.

[jabberwick]

Human Bill Cipher

(Based on Alex Hirsch's "canon" design)

And just to be clear, writing dissertations at me justifying why he should instead be a conventionally attractive twink will involuntarily cause me to draw him with even fewer teeth.

[affixjoy]

When I saw the trailer for Nightbitch, I realized I had never before seen such an accurate portrayal of the stay at home mom experience. I knew I had to read the book asap, and damn folks, this BOOK!!!

I have never read something that so directly speaks to me, and so correctly describes the wonder and beauty and horror and boredom of being a stay at home mom. It’s so good. It’s so real.

I highlighted so much do the book, but here are a few parts that feel like they were plucked directly from my brain.

If you are or were a stay at home mom you should read this book. And then maybe we should all go out and howl at the moon together.

God what a book!

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[bruciemilf]

Need a the Waynes Lived AU where Martha’s a vampire. She snuck in a Wayne Gala for a potential late night snack, but Thomas thought she was a socialite.

“So, what do you do?”

“I drain people of their life sources.”

“Oh, you’re a CEO too?”

She can’t drink Thomas’ blood because he smokes too much, the baggy eyes indicate long nights spent on his feet during surgery, which means it’ll taste bitter, and she saw him drown 10 whiskey shots in one go.

It’s a taste thing, nothing against him.

He is, how ever, very handsome, and she decided she’ll be his house cat for the time being. Fast forward two years later and they have a vampire cherub of a baby named Bruce.

Babies usually don’t come out with fangs and tiny bat wings, so, yeah. His wife’s a vampire. Cool.

“How come I’ve never seen your wife outside during the daytime, Tom??”

“How come I’ve never seen you mind your own fucking business?”

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hey now, Let her cook!