i like to tuck my sun and moon into bed when i get out of it, but after seeing your chibi sun and moon, i think of them every time i do now hehe!!
ohhhhh this is precious! thank you for sharing with me! blowing them kisses!! sleep well, little plushies ❤️❤️❤️
the minute i saw your photo i dropped everything to draw this:
shhh
they eepy
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Prompt 84
Amity Park absolutely adores her little ghostling, her little Gatekeeper who was of her own ectoplasm, reborn from her own blood in the center of her new heart. She absolutely adores her baby, practically a newborn, being only a year dead!
So of course she had to gush and boast about her little phantom to the other city spirits! They all got together to gossip sometimes after all. And both Smallville and Fawcett started to gush about their own little ones back!
Gosh they should set up a playdate at some point, her little phantom could use some friends in the mortal realm. Well some more friends, three is obviously not enough. Oh, Gotham and Bludhaven have come over as well! It’s a playdate then!
Now if only each of their world’s timelines were synced up, but at least everyone is around the same age!
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So with the no fan art of your characters thing…. It seems a bit odd and I’m sorry for saying that,but it intrigues me why someone’s wouldn’t wanna see other people draw their characters
I've been asked this 100s of times, and have had people constantly question this boundary of mine and ask me to explain myself.
I've exhausted all my energy and patience for questions about my stance on fanart. I don't feel like having to defend myself again, and again, and again.. 😞
I don't expect people to understand my stance on fanart, and you don't have to understand it in order to respect it. Just as I don't have to understand anyone else's boundaries to stay behind the line.
I am very uncomfortable with any form of fanart being made for me. Of my FNAF redesigns, my sona, my ocs, you name it, it counts. I don't expect anyone to understand it, I just want people to respect that boundary.
"How are we supposed to show our support for you then?" Comments. That's it. All I look forward to when I post art is reading all the nice comments people have left me. Truly, comments are all I want. Fanart just makes me feel awful.
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i feel like kiri n katsuki are secret fleshlight connoisseurs <3 (they share)
HOOOOOOOOOO my god, bad, bad, nasty, naughty, bad habit.
This is so gross but you know it started in high school when they could only manage to sneak ONE sex toy into the dorms........ and sharing allowed them to keep it better hidden.
Little did they know the sharing-part would be what ended up STICKING, and that'd it almost get even worse when they started running an agency together😔😔😔😔😔😔AND EVEN WORSE WHEN THEY BOTH ENDED UP WITH A CRUSH ON little ol' YOU who pushes paperwork on the floor below them🥺
taking turns squabbling in the other's office about getting to use it when, and now, and if it had been cleaned since it's last usage (although that gets a little less frequent as time goes by. Bakugo's more picky about sloppy seconds but stopped caring as much the first time he saw that you had come in wearing something very low cut. He needed to nut over it so badly that he couldn't wait to even rinse it out with water).
AND YEAH they fight abt who gets to take it home on weekends. One of them always pulls the "just buy another one!!" argument but they're both way overly attached to the well-worn one they've had for years.
People always wonder what they're fighting over but they have their excuses down to a science.
You pop in with last week's statistics printed out all nice and in a stack and Kiri goes from trying to keep Bakugo's hands off his face with a foot to accidentally hardening and slamming his across the room.
And the only thing that stops Bakugo from blowing up the whole place is your confused face (what they were fighting over in the first place, if it was better to bust there or on your kitty)... and in unison they go, "WE WERE JUST TRAINING TOGETHER"
(you probably think they're in a strictly monogamous relationship for the next six months after that and they're confused as to why you always shy away when they get a little too friendly.... and yeah, when you're dating they still refuse to get rid of that damn fleshlight lmfaooo)
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omg I saw this post of a glass shower with the curtains on the outside and and anddddd
Going on vacation with Bakugou, something that was well needed. You saw the shower when you first entered the room the night before, and laughed about the possibilities you two could have with it. But you were tired from the long flight and late night, and crashed before you could put the shower to good use.
But, as you wake up to the sound of running water, your interests are instantly piqued. You roll over in the fluffy bed, blinking a few times to adjust your sight before you eyes widen in surprise. Bakugou is in the shower, the curtains pulled back, as he stands there under the water as naked as the day he was born. His back is to you and he’s lathering shampoo in his hair, head thrown back as you watch him rinse the suds out.
Your eyes travel down his figure, at how strong his back muscles are from this angle, at the slim trim of his waist, his back dimples, the bubble curve of his ass. You find it in yourself to say something when he turns around with his eyes closed.
“Thanks for the early morning show, handsome.” Your voice is still raspy with sleep, and it makes Bakugou’s eyes snap open. He smirks at you though, and continues lathering himself up, his body this time, and makes a show of it.
“It doesn’t have to only be a show if you joined me.” He tells you, running soapy hands across his chest and toned stomach. But you hum under your breath and sit up with your jaw propped up in your palm. You eye how his cock jumps between his thighs when your gaze lingers on it for a second too long.
“Nah, think I prefer the show.” You grin. “And add more suds. I want you dripping.” You command him, snapping your fingers at him to watch him chuckle under his breath. He grabs his soap and squirts a shit ton of it in his palms, smiling at you all the while.
“Whatever you say, sweetheart.”
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