#but im nervous lmao

[cappydoodle]

rereading my own fic and yeah I'm a comedic genius I think

#pokemon #ingo #emmet #akari #hisuian sneasel #submas #subway boss ingo #subway boss emmet #my arts #id in alt text #aaaand know what im making a new tag #my fics #ehehe i've never promo'd my own writing here i'm a lil nervous but it's fun tho! #self care is rereading your own writing and having fun doing it <3 #if ur interested in the fic it's called tag-along and yknow it's a post-pla submas reunion fic #ingo brought akari and a sneasel with him and emmet found them in the subway tunnels and now they're trying to get akari home #it's still a wip that i am slowly chipping away at again (got sidetracked cause of college bleh) #this scene in particular takes place in chapter 5 and it legit caught me off guard cause i did Not remember writing this lmao #fr i really do love writing this fic cause i get to have big emotional goodbyes and reunions and also the Pizza Argument #tag along au #2k

[shyybanshee]

what if... hear me out... racer au feat. mechanic andrew...

#idk why im so scared of posting my art here but it lowkey makes me nervous #revisiting some wips to see if i can get out of this big massive creativity slump ive been in for the last... year?? #so yeah andreil #obviously #been thinking a lot about this au lately but I don't have the skills to execute it aha #ALSO i fucked up the resolution big time thats why i abandoned it in the first place lmao #aftg #andreil #neil josten #andrew minyard #my art

[meep--tm]

badge designs im gonna be selling at ACME Comic Con in a few weeks :]

#ace attorney #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #puella magi madoka magica #baldurs gate #good omens #not gonna tag every character thatd be crazy LMAO #art tag #gonna be my first con IM NERVOUS !

[roboticlover20]

RAAAAA i wanted to draw fanart for @goldenstrwbrry SE!kinito since they are very cool person check out Sentient au guys!

And i decided to slip some of my own lore and some kinito ship bait pfttpf

Was thinking what to call my own Kinito, merhaps

Overprotective!Kinito?? Thats what im thinking

OP!Kinito???? Idk what do you guys think

Also in case of potential fanarts 😁 you are allow to draw my version of kinito in a shipping way with yourself or characters :}

Sesami and kinito are in a situationship so lmao

#kinitopet #kinito the axolotl #kinito fanart #fanart #kinito my beloved #kinito #my art #art #sesami the sea bunny #oc #oc x canon #SE!kinito #sentient au #im so nervous lmao #kinitopet oc #kinito oc #kinito au #kinito x oc

[pinkcadavart]

Soldier side

#gives myself spoilers lmao #im still nowhere near this part but duuuude I have to draw him #dude that is like 5 foot 2 inches tall #digital #lilia vanrouge #twst #twisted Wonderland #twst spoilers #book 7 spoilers #book 7 twst #i definitely made him more muscular than he is in canon let me have my brainwaves he's just as strong either way i just hc shape shifting #twisted Wonderland book 7 spoilers #twisted Wonderland spoilers #lmao im nervous posting this bc I haven't even gotten to this part AT ALL yet I just got excited sbksfkkg #general lilia

[deheerkonijn]

adrenaline junkie

#artists on tumblr #me #im the type of nervous fidgeter who swaps between apps #and often i'll be midway through opening twitter in line for like #starbucks #and only realize as the app is mid-launch like no no hey wait not that one lmao #thats the one with the filth

[invisible-brandy]

new house pheels

#dan and phil #dan and phil games #dnp #phan #dnpgames #dnp gifs #dpgdaily #daniel howell #phil lester #dnp sims #gamingmas 2023 #not me making gifs because im nervous and need to past the time lmao

[cupidzrock-net]

happy watanagashi !!  ⛩️🏮✨

#higurashi #this sux LMAO #anwyays lyrics r weeping willow by the hush sound :333 #more people should listen to them <3 #btw* satoshi is hced as transfem here hence the fem yukata !!! #be nice in my notes.... #if i post this on twt im not tagging it... too nervous #satorika #shiisato #keimiirena #rika furude #satoko houjou #satoshi houjou #shion sonozaki #mion sonozaki #keiichi maebara #rena ryuugu #hanyuu furude #higurashi no naku koro ni #higurashi when they cry #wtc #my art

[cottageivy]

ava, end of september, first semester of college

#ts4 #ts4 edit #ts4edit #myedits* #ava* #wanted to give ava a new haircut and then i ofc added meaning to it aksdsad #basically. last summer before college and last month of highschool were very very different to how they pictured #so this is after theyve had time to try and settle into that big change (not college they do be struggling lmao) #so theyre a bit out of their comfort zone with some clothes and trying new things #she spent the summer with carter on the ranch and took some inspo while still being them yknow #the denim top one im like struggling to see on ava #but she 'stole' it from carter bc she really liked it (which i do feel ava would like it) but doesnt know how to quite style it in their st #-le #tbf a lot of her wardrobe is sweaters and hoodies with shorts in september but this this is the broader variety #idk im a bit nervous on this one bc i tried to show a change while still retaining their style #again the denim vest is a mystery on how to style for them for both me and ava #but i tried bc ava stole it out of carters closet bc it was cool #anyways...

[wilting-fl0wer]

Hellooo exo fandom! for my first post ever i've decided to give some CalSol content cause this fandom really needs it admist all the caltam and dyssol

Also, give my boy Cal some love, this man has gotten my brain in a death grip and he makes me insane and i need more content of him and i love him sm

this applies to Sol too, btw

#i was a teenage exocolonist #iwatex #sol exocolonist #Cal exocolonist #tammy exocolonist #exocolonist #my art #Calsol #Solcal #first post #im pretty nervous to post this actually lmao #but this fandom needs more content #this game has been rotting my brain since december 2022

[darks-arts]

Happy March 10th! ! ... What do you mean its 4/13!?!

#lmao #i started this on march first and then just been chipping away at it since ! #dark's arts #clip studio #problem sleuth #ace dick #pickle inspector #hysterical dame #nervous broad #im not tagging the rest yall deal with it #mspa #ms paint adventures #homestuck #4/13 #clip studio paint #digital artist #might turn these into posters

[comraderoscoes]

Top 5 tumblr blogs! Need some new people to follow and I trust your taste (you can put more than 5 ofc)

omg what pressure 😭 i def cant limit to 5 so ill do a little blog recs!

lewis centric

@amgroscoe @fckdupiftrue @lewishamil10n @lewisitshammertime @lewisfencer @lewishcmilton @lewishamiltonstuff @lightsoutandaway @luigihamilton44 @luchitohamilton @roscoehamiltons @shelbyindustries @sirlewishamiltons @sirluisamilton @takemetoasummereve @thepotentialof2007 @userhamilton @wantitmore @wejustvibing @44prop

lewis + other drivers/other series/other sports/other things idk 😭:

@alexalbongf @argentinagp @bbglewis @fabioquartararhoe @hungriestheidi @indiangp @inloif @justyouwaitsunshine @killa-trav @lauda4theback @livetogether--diealone @pierregaslays @racingliners @salahattricks @sinnerism @suzukiszn

#ooo the stress i felt trying to make sure i wasn't forgetting people lmfao. which i definitely have. nervous system of a mouse #alphabetised 🤠 #anon #ask #there's loads of other people im fond of but i tried to keep the list a little bit shorter than my entire following list lmao

[enemymag]

> drops off the face of tumblr

> finally posts art after multiple months of absence

> it's for a completely different fandom

My bad my bad, anyways heyy `,:]

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #tf2 demoman #team fortress demoman #tavish degroot #i love this man i rotate him around in my head like a microwave #also shoutout to the discord guy who wanted me to draw him in the miku project diva outfit #nervous to post again lmao please dont expect me to keep posting regularly 👍👍👍👍 #i spent 2 hours on this im embarrassed by that alone

[emece-sp]

Come on guess who my favorite SCP doctor (and author) is, Bonus

Tiny bug

#its clef- who would have known #scp foundation #scp fanart #scp fandom #scp #alto clef #dr clef #dr alto clef #mcarts #fanart #i've drawn him like 4905940 millions times this year #am i going to upload any of the rest? probably not iM SCARED #Uhh the guy with the net is my d-class #oc #triple #Oh yeah there's the beetlejuice reference too #cough #don't ask #Edit: my friends are bullying me over this because i got so nervous my tummy started to hurt #if author sees this 1- im sorry 2- i will launch myself to the sun like one of those experiments to kill 682 lmao

[muzzlemouths]

wheelchair measurement day ✌

#muzz mumbles #im unreasonably nervous lmao

[quillkiller]

microfic: effiebarty, 1.3k words, mature.

age gap (barty 22, effie 46), cheating, referenced abuse (barty’s father), mild sexual content

Barty huffed out a not-so-surprised laugh when his back hit the couch, looking up at the lust filled brown eyes that, in turn, were looking down at him. Christ, he thought. He was in way over his head. 

Nowhere else he'd rather be, though. 

It had been his fathers idea– to help out at the Potter’s. Maybe befriend Fleamont Potter’s only son, James Potter, the loud arrogant fucker. The most important task at hand, though, was to be at Mr. Potters side. Offer your assistance, his father said. Whatever he wants, and maybe something will become of you. 

Barty had expected Mr. Potter to open the goddamn gates to the pretentious fucking mansion he was living in, but instead he was met with the Missus. It was early in the morning and she had been wearing a mint green silk robe and not much else. Hair a little messy and unkempt, unimpressed look on her face. Twenty years Barty’s senior, at the very least. 

“Fuck me,” Barty had exhaled, inelegant and inappropriate. He hadn’t meant to say it out loud, but in his defense his father always did say he couldn’t beat him into a proper young man.

Certainly didn’t stop him from trying though. 

Mrs. Potter raised one single eyebrow, raised her coffee cup to her lips and watched him as his eyes followed the motion, and then stepped aside to let him in. She laughed, a quiet mischievous little thing, when his breath caught in his throat. 

“Fuck me,” he repeated through a breathy laugh. 

“Unlikely.” an amused Mrs. Potter said. 

Barty did whatever Mr. Potter told him to, which were all bullshit jobs that certainly wouldn’t help the bloody career he didn’t even care about in the first place. He brought him coffees, cleaned their giant fucking pool, ran errands– and on some, very rare, occasions he was to follow James around. Take notes, Mr. Potter said. 

Barty had punched people for a lot fucking less. 

It could’ve been worse, though. His anger simmered away immediately when he entered the kitchen to find Mrs. Potter already there, standing by the kitchen island. She’d pour him a cup of coffee and ask him how he takes it. She was a bloody goddess, too good for this house, in the early morning sun peeking through the large kitchen windows. 

Barty would say something stupid like: your husband is waiting for me. 

Mrs. Potter would grin and say: you’d rather drink your coffee with him? 

Fuck no, he’d laugh. He figured he could steal five minutes of the day, just to share them with the Missus of the house. Mr. Potter wouldn’t miss him, certainly. Maybe Barty would even survive this bullshit not-even-a-job without breaking something if Mrs. Potter would continue to indulge him. If she’d let his greedy eyes watch her. He felt like a stain in her presence, afraid to get too close and infect her with his filth. 

She stepped closer, entering his personal space, and raised the cup of coffee for him to grab. Their fingers brushed when he took it. She hadn’t flinched at the touch. Hadn’t wrinkled her nose in disgust. She let her fingers linger, just a little, before removing them. 

Good boy, she’d said. 

Barty nearly dropped the coffee cup on the floor.

Since then, she would always wait for him in the kitchen when he came down. Or at least he’d like to think she was waiting. For him. And when he was cleaning their pool, she’d come out and offer him a cold drink. Sometimes she’d stay, lower herself onto one of the tanning chairs with a book. Sneak a glance or two, and maybe, just maybe, Barty would throw his shirt off. Claiming it’s too bloody hot out. Maybe Mrs. Potter’s glances would increase after that.

Yeah, it could’ve been worse. 

“Why are you here, anyway?” Mrs. Potter asked one afternoon, outstretched on her tanning chair in a white silk robe and another book in her hands. She liked books. Maybe Barty would bring her one of his own someday. 

“Why are you?” Barty challenged, and fished a cigarette from out of his back pocket. He raised his eyebrows towards the older woman, as if to ask do you mind? 

Mrs Potter shrugged, “My husband wouldn’t like it if he knew,” 

Barty didn’t know which question she was answering, but he lit up the cigarette and brought it to his lips. Mrs Potter watched him do it. “And you?” he asked. 

Mrs. Potter laughed, a bright thing Barty wanted to hear more of. He felt the burning heat of jealousy bubbling up in his chest at the thought that Mr. Potter got to hear it. Probably a lot, even. Maybe from their shared marital bed, where he touched her in ways he didn’t fucking deserve.

“You’re cocky, you know that?” 

“I’ve been accused of worse things.” 

“I’m sure you can be a good boy,” Mrs Potter teased, “when you want to be,” 

Barty fought the urge to drop to his knees and crawl over to her on all fours. He wasn’t completely sure he wasn’t salivating, like a dog with a bone just out of reach. He wondered if Mrs. Potter was doing it on purpose, dangling it infront of him like this. It certainly didn’t stop his imagination from running wild. 

They held each other's gaze, tension heavy in the air. Barty knew he was blushing, but he didn’t look away. His knees would buckle, though, any second now, he was sure of it. The thought only made him blush further. He wouldn’t mind falling to his knees in front of Mrs. Potter. Wouldn’t mind submitting to her every whim, really, if that’s what she wanted 

Mrs. Potter bit her lip and lowered her gaze just slightly. She put her book down on the ground, ever so slowly— and allowed her legs to part, her silk robe loosening sinfully as her legs continued to spread. 

The cigarette fell from Barty’s lips, long since forgotten. He was about to say something, to maybe possibly object. Remind her of her bore of a useless husband, before he realised he absolutely didn’t care. Couldn’t care less, really, as his gaze lowered and watched as Mrs. Potter’s fingers reached the hem of her swim wear. 

“Mrs–” 

“Effie,” she interrupted. 

Heat pooled in his chest, his belly— his entire body. He swallowed tightly as her fingers dipped even lower. Someone would kill him for this, he thought. If they ever found out. 

He bit his own lip until he could taste the metallic tang of blood. Mrs Potter - Effie, he corrected - moaned as her hand disappeared between her legs, not looking away from him once.  

His knees buckled. 

“Watch,” Effie commanded, “no touching,” 

He’d die a lucky fucking man, though. He’d let Effie herself kill him, gladly, if that’s what she wanted. Whatever she fucking wanted. He’d lay his head down on her knee, like someone would lay their head on the execution block, and he’d look up at her so fucking sweetly. 

That’s how he had ended up here, with his back against the couch– in a pool house with a married woman. Not knowing or caring where her husband was. His fathers words echoed in his mind, demanding Barty do whatever Mr. Potter asked of him. Offer your assistance, his father had said. 

Effie straddled him, hand around his throat and robe falling off her shoulders. Sure, Mr. Potter hadn’t asked him to do this, but if that idiot couldn’t keep his wife satisfied then someone would have to do it for him. A woman like Effie should always be satisfied. Should have whatever she fucking wanted, whenever she wanted it. He was simply offering his assistance. 

Effie closed her hands around his wrists, keeping them above his head. “Will you keep them there?” she whispered, gently rolling her hips. “for me?” 

Way, way over his fucking head. 

“Anything,” he stuttered. 

“Good boy.” 

#jen’s microfics #im gonna try doing this maybe once a week to cure my writers block #ANYWAY……… #i offer you…. effiebarty….. #effiebarty #euphemia potter #barty crouch junior #im so nervous to post this lmao #marauders #marauders fandom