#idk what to tag this as whoops

[boyybites]

Finished his ref yeehaw.

Really am in love with his design ngl, popped off with it a bit, peak design even, will never top this <-lying

#art tag #oc #digital art #oc art #anthro #furry #cat anthro #cat furry #idk what to tag this as whoops #oc: silas

[littleladymab]

I would say that @luckygandor asked for some Janton, but the truth is I gave her the link and said "please send me some Janton prompts" so we're both responsible.

She gave me 3 and asked for them to be soft but whoops, they're sad while they're soft, so here's the first one: Hugging - hiding their face in the other’s neck 

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The heat of Jude burns through him, straight into the marrow of his bones — chasing away any lingering chill of the memory of the lake and his grandmother’s house. Like Jude’s hands are enough to pull him out of his own personal hell, keeping him on steady ground. Keeping him from drowning. 

“You’re alright,” Jude says, though it sounds just as much a reassurance to himself as it is to Anton. “It’s alright, I’ve got you.”

“You’re alright,” Anton echoes, still fighting off the grip of the dream, one where Jude didn’t make it back to the surface. His fingers tangling in Jude’s hair and keeping him close. Unwilling to let go, to allow any space to appear between them. It would let the cold back in. It would pull off the barely healed gash over his heart where his family had gouged it out and all the little pieces of him would spill into the snow.  

“Of course I am,” Jude answers dryly. “I couldn’t very well just leave you on your own. Who knows what sort of trouble you’d get up to.” 

The laugh that wrenches its way out of Anton’s mouth is more sob than humor, so he buries his face into the crook of Jude’s neck to hide his expression. 

Jude doesn’t ask. Doesn’t have to say anything else to know. His arms wrap easily around Anton’s waist, pulling him into the warmth of his embrace. He lets Anton keep his face tucked away against his neck, the tips of his fingers tracing aimless patterns across Anton’s back until the tears turn to kisses of apology and thanks.

(feel free to send me some tender requests this weekend!)

#a lil miss fic #there will come a darkness #idk what to tag this as whoops #janton #age of darkness trilogy

[dormatheus]

I made the first post >:)

-🦝

#cult of the lamb #cotl lamb #idk what else to tag it whoops #🦝🦝🦝

[luvrxbunny]

joel would fuck you silly then force you to ride him so he can watch you struggle

this was supposed to end before the cut 😭

“c’mon, baby. you’re never gonna get me t’cum like that.” he grips your hips roughly and fucks you relentlessly for just a second. “like that. okay?” he asks and let’s go. you nod to him eagerly, trying your best to fuck him the way he wants but your brain too mushy to follow through with the action.

you lift yourself on his cock and your legs tremble as you hold yourself up before you drop back down. the shock that runs through your stomach as his dick slides right against your g-spot has you collapsing onto him. your hands wrap around his neck without a second thought, so used to him taking over and helping you. but his hands are tucked behind his head and you can barely fit your hands. “joel—“

you drag out the syllables of his name like a whine and he chuckles at you, heating up your stomach with embarrassment. “what, darlin’?” you whine at his southern drawl, at the pet name and bury your face in his chest. “i need your help. can’t- i can’t do it on my own.” you pout and look up at him, hoping your puppy dog eyes are working properly.

judging but the shuddering sigh that falls his lips we can assume they were working. his hands come to your hips and slam you onto his cock at a painful pace. his eyes are focused on where the two of you connect and little grunts are falling from his lips. “such a fuckin’ princess. can’t do anythin’ for y’self, huh?”

his words have you clenching on his cock, giving a tremble to his voice that only pushes you closer to the edge. “n-need everyone to do stuff for you, hmm? too prissy to put any work in?” you shake your head at him with a moan. “m’just too weak ri-right now, joey. don’ be mean.” your voice is a light whine in his ear as you cling to him.

“mhm. it’s okay darlin’.” his hand comes to cradle the back of your head and his ear gets close to yours. “love that you need my help so bad. can’t get off without me— can’t please yourself the way i can.” his hand grips your jaw and forces your eyes to his “you need me”

his brow furrows as he tries not to cum at the way your eyelids flutter and your hand comes around to play with your clit “i’ll always need you.” he nods at you with a low groan as you squeeze his cock.

he stops moving in you, letting you clench around him as you play with your clit. he holds your face in place and watched how it contorts with pleasure, how your expression becomes more pained and watery the more you suffocate his cock. his eyes look you up and down once, gauging how close you are and that’s what breaks the tension building in your stomach.

the second you’re squeezing around him he groans your name into your face, his head leans forward to crash your lips together as he slowly fills you with his cum. he tenses and twitches against you as he does, muttering a small sounds that resemble “my fuckin’ princess. so perfect f’me” as he thrusts into you.

#whoops #this is too long omg #also i was half asleep writing some of it #cus i’m tried it’s like 4am #so that’s why there’s a cliff hanger thing #cus when i was writing i feel asleep and we’re just like- #see i fell asleep during that tag and idk what i was talking about #anyway #joel miller #joel miller x you #joel miller imagine #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x reader #joel miller smut #joel miller tlou #joel miller blurb #joel miller hbo #joel miller headcanon #pedro pascal as joel miller #pedro pascal tlou

[loud-whistling-yes]

so as literally everyone following me in the past 24 hours knows, im fucking obsessed with her. take her shes everything i have

#undertale yellow #martlet #martlet undertale yellow #martlet uty #????????? #tagging is hard and terrible #should i tag ut????????? #ehhh nah #i shant #whoop #my art #martlet my beloved love of my life i want to kiss you #(words said by worlds most aroace person) #... i should get better at drawing the prosthetics 😭 #anyways uhhhhh yea i found out what a martlet actually is so she uses prosthetics now👍 #i like to think the boots and stuff is a diff set of prosthetics for when shes just building or chilling #these ones come out when she has guard duty/needs to run around/lots of movement #also idk i might just make her shirtless??? idk which design i like more just yet so eh #ill figure it out next time #so much grief was caused in the making of her wings #GIRL HOW DO YOU HOLD THINGS 😭😭😭😭 #ARENT YOUR ARMS WINGS #but yeah. harpy potentially shirtless prosthetic user martlet👍 #the world gave me a new blorbo and by god will i dump every headcanon conceivable onto her

[tulchip]

Started playing bandori again because of mygo

#my art #digital art #fanart #artists on tumblr #digital fanart #illustration #art #bang dream #bandori #bang dream! it's mygo!!!!! #mygo #bandori girls band party #idk what more tags to use whoops #playing the game again is fun and I really like the new band :3

[eyes-of-nine]

he lived, he served cunt, he got put in a psych ward and probably some other shit but I've been too busy looking at all the domestic fluff to figure out the lore

#agshsghd these are still very much early sketches just trying to figure out how I wanna draw the guy ywy #I am struggling so badly to not fall into my old phobs imitation strickes that never really worked anyways..... #tricks* #AHSGSJGSJSHS #AGAJFSJSHSJSHSHJSKHDJD #to my mutual who very muchs knows who they are I am sorry for how annoying i'm going to become #i work like a sleeper agent for both phobs art and murder gingers and well.... #fun fact old asher designs circa 2018/19 were heavily phobs coded so you partially have this mfer to blame for asher's rizz #unfortunately this resurgence means I once again have to face my worst enemy....drawing straight hair #agsjsgshdhhd i have way to many things to say but I need to stop bc I need to be awake in....less than two hours fucc #sergey razumovsky #....i don't actually know what I should tag this as whoops:// #major grom #major grom plague doctor #bubble comics #ig #idk #aight i'm out #my art #mgpd

[spectorsvoid]

grgrghrgrg it's finally done

LOVEBUG CONSTRUCTS!!!!!

ITS FINALLY DONEEEE, I sorta rushed the cool lighting but I was still attached to the piece without it so I made two more versions! one without the pink shadow and glowies and another one without that and without the glasses!

also closeups and more below! =^.^=

can you tell I'm obsessed with how I did Narrator's expression..... hahshahshs

this was a trip definitely but I enjoyed it! I live to provide and the people wanted to see the constructs feeling she effects of the lovebug virus for the first time so here we are :DDD

#—ori being silly #tsp #tsp narrator #the stanley parable #tsp:laf #the narrator #canon x oc #myart #original character #DirectorSwap #OverseerSwap #lovebug au #lovebug #idk what other tags to add #whoops

[pjlotrkwt]

I just love them so much.

#apex bloodhound #apex legends #fusehound #uh idk what to tag more #anyways new season looks amazing #they are couple goals #this post has been edited so many times whoops #not to get confusion lmao #so sad that fuse doesnt talk abt bh with those upgrades #bloodbomb

[quirkle2]

SUPAH MARIO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#qkdraws #id in alt #first time drawing all of these guys i think #Maybe i've drawn bowser ???i don't think so tho #the three lil guys in the middle were requests from my friends iirc :] #started this back in november whoops VIEYAVA #super mario bros #smb #princess peach #bowser #dry bones #idr what the fire guy is called. hashtag Fire Guy. there #thwimp doesn't even have his own tag.poor guy #idk why im even tagging them. fuck u imtired #fun fact when my friend suggested i draw the thwimp i didn't know what a thwimp was so i googled it in a crazed haze #cuz i was like ''THWIMP ???HE'S CALLED THWIMP???'' #and the actual google search was in all caps ''MOTEHRFUCKIGN THWIMPO'' letter for letter #still in my history.makes me giggle #please zoom in on the Special Luigi at the top. the intricacies of his design and pose will astound u #more mp200 comin dw #mp200 ...................sequel ?? #i've fallen into the starting-millions-of-projects-and-finishing-none-of-them kinda hell #don't usually do that i typically finish stuff #i will crawl outta here ...one way or another

[nettleparade]

suletta painting from halloween (+ speedpaint!)!!

#g witch #gundam the witch from mercury #the witch from mercury #水星の魔女 #idk why people went bananas over this of all my drawings on twitter but yknow what? i'll take it #suletta mercury #realized i ALSO forgot to tag the main franchise on this one too whoops #gundam

[intotheelliwoods]

I present to you a little timeline :)

I have been having dreams about this story since way early march and im so happy I finally have the guts to go through with it all lmaooo no matter how wild it is

"hey ell what happened to this being a hurt/comfort comic" can you pretty please trust me when I say that everything comes full circle, the hurt comfort comics will return! I just want to have some fun first!

Anyways uhh expect a time skip next update!

#the discord got to see this early #hello discord I love you discord peoples #btw if anyone can actually guess whats going down #kudos #no one has guessed whats happening yet #kicks feet #my dream ideas be so wild no one can see them coming #I would put in foreshadowing.... #but I would rather give everyone a big week long fish slap #the “WHAT.” is probably going to be another week long event #but hey after that its all just fun happy healing until I get bored of the comic #might I just state #I have the ending planned #along with a few inbetween scenes #but outside that I just have fun making stuff up ahaaa #honestly though making stuff up as I go/get inspired is the best way for a comic imo #keeps you entertained the whole time instead of following some rigid storyline #idk #whoops big ass tag ramble #nonsense #2 arms left #anyways about that timeskip.... #cannon little leo beans. #they are coming

[random-catto-named-reg]

Oh.

"Please, Reg, tell me what I did, what's wrong with me, please-" James was nearly hysterical as he tried to figure out what the hell was wrong with him because Regulus could not have said those words.

We have to stop this.

Regulus' dark, sad eyes made him pause, mouth open with more pleads on the tip of his tongue.

Finally, Regulus spoke, and even though his voice was a mere whisper, his words punched the air out of James' lungs. "Why is it that you can see the beauty in everyone else, but you're blind to your own?"

Crouching down next to the distraught boy, he cupped his face in his hands, drawing in a shaky breath as James unconsciously leaned into his touch. "James," He breathed, the single syllable spilling almost reverently from his lips.

James had no reply, other than to close his eyes against the mournful, almost pitying gaze he was faced with.

"Please." His broken whisper seemed to break Regulus' resolve.

He sighed, shifting into a sitting position to pull him into his arms. "Oh, James."

His hand began running through the other boy's hair, gently untangling the curls and scratching his scalp with his blunt nails, and slowly, James began to relax, his sobs abating, his eyelids dragging shut, no matter how valiantly he tried to keep them open.

Regulus noticed, because of course he did. He always noticed things, his eyes sharp to everyone but James.

Only when he would look at James, would they soften to something other than the stone they seemed to be carved out of, grey and impenetrable.

"Get some sleep, James," Regulus said softly, rubbing his shoulder as he hummed under his breath.

"Don't leave-"

"I'll be here," Regulus promised.

James wakes up.

#starchaser #jegulus #i'm sorry #no i'm not #what is this #sunseeker #james x regulus #regulus x james #regulus black #james potter #marauders era #sad thoughts #idk how to tag this #daily dose of regulus pushing everyone away because he feels like they deserve better and he doesn't want to damage them #and then he dies #whoops

[zaiaam]

me when I grow up to be an adult and be so successful ( corner shop worker.)

#insane clown posse #carnival of carnage #ringmaster #icp #juggalo #violent j #shaggy 2 dope #whoop whoop #idk what else to tag #i made this

[willowser]

the storm has picked up, by the time you see him.

early summer is torn by lightning, thunder that rattles the bones in your chest until you're wide awake with dread settling in your belly. you know the feeling intimately, can place it as soon as your eyes open; you're not sure what you're afraid of or why it's made you clammy — but it has.

through the slats of your wooden blinds, you watch the sky as it brightens and dies: in the dark, it's an open void, big and menacing and spitting out a downpour that seems unending, and then you're granted a flash of light, thin and tall and painful to witness.

you think you'll never understand gojo satoru. maybe once you thought you did, but he's always been five steps out of reach. on a separate plane entirely. if anyone could explain the mystery of him, it would be—

lightning strikes; out in the courtyard, contrasted against the night. the silence left behind is overwhelming.

you don't bother with shoes, because you don't want to train with damp socks in the morning and you're sure they'll still be soaked, after a storm like this. instead, you hurry out in a robe too expensive for this occasion; maybe that will elevate you somehow, you think, enough to be worthy of whatever he hides behind that blindfold.

you suspect he can hear you coming, especially after you nearly slip on the wet stone and then again on the slick grass, but he's without a teasing remark, this time. the dread returns, given a weight that matches your grief and his.

it's hard to blink up at him, into the rain. he's so blinding, even now: a flash across the sky, piercing through the night. gojo is without his mask and his hair is sopping, stuck to his forehead and down to his cheeks, and even his eyelashes are heavy from the storm. this is clearest you've ever seen him, with his sharp, smooth face, his defined brows and the straight line of his usually wide and open mouth.

you don't recognize him, like this. but how could you?

there's a cigarette between his lips, unlit and folding against the rain. plastic crinkles between you, and you see it there, crushed beneath the expanse of his big hand: a half-empty carton, the brand shoko smokes. the ones she shared with—

"satoru?" you ask, though the robe doesn't help. you feel like a beggar, then, as he keeps his monsoon eyes on the bare night ahead of him. "you're going to get sick, you should come inside."

it's a pathetic thing to say, to the immortal. he's too smart for this, to fall for your feeble bait; in response, you get nothing but another rattle beneath your skull. your teeth chatter and your cheeks grow wet, hot with tears you thought you'd drained dry.

stupidly, you think, if only suguru were here. you could ask how to ascend to the level they're both on, how to slip past the defenses of a god. you are still five steps behind, but now satoru stands ahead, facing the void. alone.

you squeeze your eyes shut against a tidal wave of sorrow, salty with guilt at the very feeling. suguru was your friend, you think, drowning, he was your friend and you loved him, too. whatever you're mourning isn't him anymore and you know that, you do, but—

"satoru, please," you rest your forehead gently against his arm, as if you could soak up his own storm. "please come inside before—"

"if you wanted me in your room so badly," when he turns to look down at you, he is softened, rasping; striking in silence, in the distance, clouds receding. "all you had to do was ask."

the cigarette is gone and both his hands are in his pockets. his eyes are hollow and clear, the curve of his smile a realm away from them. when you say nothing, only gape up at him in surprise, he turns out of your reach, and it's the absence of him that draws attention to the sudden breeze against your forehead. no longer warm, from the heat of his skin beneath his drenched shirt.

"c'mon," he calls over his shoulder, grinning in a way that has only ever infuriated you, though now it turns your stomach. rattles your bones. stutters the beat of your heart. "before you get all sick and full of snot, gross."

behind you, the rain slows, the sky darkening, uninterrupted. quiet, finally.

and gojo is still five steps out of reach.

#i am handing you this quietly underneath the table #on a little square of paper that had been folded very very carefully #and if you ask me about it i will deny ever writing it or knowing anything about what you're talking about #i'd rather eat ROCKS than tag this appropriately but 💀 i just spent so long organizing my blog RIP 💀 #gojo x reader #IF YOU ASK ME ABOUT THIS !!!!! I WILL NOT SPEAK !!!!!! #nikuniku this is for you btw #i wrote this like a mad woman idk if it makes sense WHOOPS !!!! #oh well !!!!! good thing it never really happened !!!! #✿ willow writes #✿ thoughts: gojo

[brosif40]

Spins them around in my mind

#madilene #oc #off oc #my art #off dedan #off game #crimson #idk what i called their ship if i even tagged it whoops uhhhhhhhh #fuck #maden #fits bc it also means metal lol