#TO LIVE IS TO LOVE AND TO LOVE IS TO LIVE!!!!!!!!!!

[seagiri]

heatstroke

#my art #dungeon meshi #laios touden #namari #lamari #<- Its INTENDED as ship arttttttttt #i live in the desert i love to make my faves suffer with me #also sorry if laios looks. um. i tried to fix it but yeah. uh huh

[quadsuki]

falin touden babygirl they could NEVER make me hate you. this is all i saw anytime she was onscreen in today's ep

#she's the love of my life and she's gonna live forever #dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi spoilers

[artofalassa]

Nothing Beats Pizza On A Cliff

Right? And some things are said...

Part ONE | Part TWO | Part THREE | Part FOUR | Part FIVE | Part SIX | Part SEVEN | Part EIGHT | Part NINE | Part TEN

#vashwood #trigun maximum #nicholas d. wolfwood #vash the stampede #wolfwood lives au #i'm sorry it took me literal ages #and i love this part so much #i hate it too #i hate drawing characters sitting and talking #and i forgot how time consuming comics as these are #but man i missed colours #and i am forever sorry for where this is going #but again over and over and over - they will be together in the end #it will just get difficult first #and i will cry drawing some of the last parts #lays down #hope you guys like!! #also #i adore olive pizza #las!art

[hildegardespooners]

#love live #facetime #enhanced #ford models #21 savage #15 #karim hawash #study hard #krewella

[gendernutralghost]

every gay friend group has: the repressed academic, the ska loving "brawn", the formerly mean girl psychic, the match making anime fan, the astrology lover, the lesbian butcher/reluctant big sister, the sexy cat with nine lives, the walrus who runs a magic shop and the local witch who wants to kill everyone

#dead boy detectives #edwin payne #charles rowland #crystal palace #Niko #Monty #the cat king #jenny the butcher #tragic mick #esther

[drchucktingle]

this was a comment on one of my post from a recent live event. it was photos of joyful queer buckaroos celebrating together and proving love is real through creation, community, and a trot of love. most important I AM LITERALLY IN PHOTO AS A REAL FLESH AND BLOOD HUMAN

it got me thinking about how DEEP AND VICIOUS the irony poisoning of these early internet communities goes. the way buds like this cannot fathom someone just being a sincere person unrelated to their OWN old days of cynical posting. it is fascinating, and i will admit, sad too

despite a DECADE of work, countless live events, 350 tinglers written well before large language models were a thing, there are still people who cannot imagine someone like me could exist. it is a strange place to be. not just part of me, but my entire EXISTENCE is often gatekept

it is easy to say ‘well chuck your art IS strange’ but honestly i think it is more than that. magical realism is common. there are stories about dinosaurs and bigfeet and unicorns. this scoundrel reaction is about two unspoken things: my art is neurodivergent, and my art is queer

heres the thing: I WILL BE FINE. what concerns me is not an issue of MYSELF, it is a concern for the other young outsider buckaroos who see comments like this one and think ‘is that what they will say if i express MY unique way? will i be dehumanized like this at every turn?'

i will be honest, i cannot say that WONT happen, but i CAN say this: for as deep as this irony poisoning goes, it is slowly dying. the way i was treated at the start of my career is LIGHTYEARS DIFFERENT from the way i am treated now. there is a massive shift towards sincerity

BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY. to young artists trotting up, the things that i am harassed over and doubted for and made fun of for are NOT tangental to what has made me successful, THEY ARE LITERALLY THE SAME THINGS THAT HAVE MADE ME SUCCESSFUL. YES I AM STRANGE, WHAT OF IT?

the things that you tuck away for fear of a review that says ‘there is a PROBLEM with this art because it has always been done another way’ THOSE ARE YOUR SUPERPOWERS. the gatekeepers want you to tuck those parts of yourself away because THEY TUCKED AWAY THOSE PART OF THEMSELVES

never forget that your unique way is PURE UNFILTERED 100 PERCENT ROCKET FUEL. it will stick out (maybe, if you are lucky, scoundrels will even say that someone like you could never actually be real), but sticking out isnt so bad when you are waving the flag of love.

in fact, when youre waving the flag of love, sticking out is pretty dang cool. what are flags for, after all? LOVE IS REAL BUCKAROOS. thank you for reading, and if you enjoyed this long post then please consider preordering BURY YOUR GAYS.

LETS TROT

#buckaroo lifestyle #chuck tingle #tingleverse #queer #actually autistic #love is real

[spinaholi]

sandra lynn’s dating history now includes:

the most red-flag, gaslighting, married guy who became a world renowned insidious televangelist and ruined her perception of love and self-worth

the saddest, wettest, cardboard-box-living, yogurt covered man with an ancient hereditary curse of bad luck

the arch devil of gluttony and living embodiment of insatiable desire and hunger

a former drug addict, high school student councillor, werewolf, who’s probably the most mentally healthy person to ever exist

sexy pirate

#sandra lynn if u have 0 fans i am dead i love her so much #also sorry to garty o’brien they r more than just sexy pirate i just thought it was funny to end it like that #dimension 20 #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #fhjy spoilers #d20 #fhjy #sandra lynn faeth #spina speaks

[astraskylark]

Marcille successfully brings back her love interest with wings and claws and blood all over and suddenly she has to be reported to elf cops and be thrown in elf jail?? Can a woman not love to the point of blasphemy anymore?? What a sick world we live in

#dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi spoilers #marcille donato #falin touden #farcille #LEAVE HER ALONE #SHE DID NOTHING WRONG

[pangur-and-grim]

sometimes when I’m having a quiet moment with Pangur or Grim, I think “oh fuck what have I done” (re: the incoming kitten) because there’s a specific kind of loving calm you have with old animals that have spent their lives with you, and I don’t want to ruin that. and then other times Pangur and Grim will bother me out of boredom and ignore all their toys, and in those moments I say “heed my words, ye heathens, and despair, for I am bringing a tiny kitten to attack you. you will look back on this present boredom with gratefulness, because chaos is coming to your lands”

#it will definitely be stimulating for them #one way or another

[writing-prompt-s]

Love determines how long you live, some people are in their hundreds, but some don’t even live to be 20.

#writers #writers on tumblr #writing prompts #writeblr #writing inspiration

[leclercings]

My Stroopwafel | Max Verstappen x Reader

Genre: Blurb 

Pairing: Max Verstappen x Leclerc!Reader

A/N: a bit late but did this for a request♪

“Mate, you're too slow.”

Max sits inside his room, in front of the simulator, brows furrowed in concentration.

“Oh come on,” Charles replies.

“He won again!” Alex says, with disappointment in his voice.

Max laughs. It's not his fault that he's the fastest on the grid- both online and offline.

The comments are pouring in. His livestream with George, Lando, Charles, and Alex has gotten a little intense.

“At this rate, you're going to start flying in the car.” Lando pipes in, making everyone laugh and diffusing the tension.

All of them are having fun. It's nice to be able to play together without worrying about the dynamics of it.

“Guys, which circuit should we-”

“Mon ange!” Max is interrupted by a Monegasque accent, similar to the one he's playing the simulator with.

You enter the room, unaware that he's live. You kiss him on the cheek, making him blush.

“Schat,” he says, smiling at you. “What happened?”

“What do you want to have for dessert?”

“Stroopwafel,” Max replies, without missing a beat. 

You hear a groan.

“Get a room!” George says.

“Wait, you're live?” Heat rises up to your cheeks. 

“Yes, my love.” 

“Ugh,” you hear a familiar voice.

“Is that Charles?”

Max nods.

You give Max another peck on the cheek to annoy your elder brother even more.

“You got this, my stroopwafel.” You smile at Max, before leaving the room.

Max is still blushing.

“My Stroopwafel.” Alex repeats and everyone starts laughing except Charles.

“Can we concentrate on the game, please?” Charles says.

Max chuckles.

You're his Stroopwafel, and he loves you for your simplicity and innocence.

#f1 #formula 1 #max verstappen x y/n #max verstappen #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x reader #mv1 leclercings #leclercings #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 x y/n #f1 x female reader #f1blr #f1 imagine #f1 blurb

[catboybiologist]

"I would die for you, I would kill for you" okay but would you live for me. Would you go outside and watch the birds go by for me. Would you breathe in the air and savor it and think about how it tastes just that little bit sweeter for me. Would you stop self deprecating for me. Would you love yourself for me.

#im p sure that this is a oost thats already been made before in soem form #dont wanna rip anyone off just wanted my spin on the same idea #i cant remember where ive seen something like this though

[wolfertinger666]

born to be your daughter

forced to be called your daughter

live as your daughter, love as her

but your child realized, those words do not fit 𝗵𝗶𝗺. he has bloomed into a beautiful boy, a boy who isn't afraid to express both his masculinity and feminity. a boy who still lives past your demeaning and dismissive labels. he is your 𝘀𝗼𝗻.

[neil-gaiman]

Hi Neil,

I write to you because I find myself without answers, and who better to turn to than you, the person who has arguably raised the most questions in my life due to your lovely stories.

I currently live with my dad and step mother, his two sons (my brothers) and her two children. There are a lot of us in one space right now and it’s safe to say we don’t get along very well.

Getting to the point, I want to live on my own. I have the means to do so (hypothetically). I have a job and a car and savings put back, but up until recently it hadn’t occurred to me that leaving was an option. I always thought it wasn’t allowed for some reason. That there would be consequences for revoking my presence from them like I’m their favorite toy instead of a person.

The fear, I suppose, is that they won’t forgive me for leaving. That I’ll leave and fail somehow. That I won’t be able to come back from the hubris that is thinking I could do things on my own. Truly though, the real danger is that I’ll never be in a place where I can be myself without some all consuming guilt gnawing at my stomach.

The question is whether or not to deal with the current circumstances or risk losing everything for the chance at success.

Can you get the things you want and keep the things you have?

Sincerely, a huge fan wishing they had a beloved Bentley to live in and offering condolences for the rant.

As a parent, you are doing your job when your children leave the nest and become independent. It means you did something right.

As a child, it's always scary to leave. But it's necessary. You aren't punishing the people you are leaving. You are beginning your journey to independence.

[radiance1]

"I need to find my darling husband!" Said Danny, dressed to the nines in a very elaborate royal dress with a lot of jewelry running through the ballroom after having been on the opposite end of a very worrying phone call.

"Seriously, what do you even see in that mortal!?" Screamed an observant and Danny stopped and leveled them with a glare cold enough to freeze over an active volcano and sharp enough to cut through obsidian.

"He makes me laugh."

Unlike those dead suitors went unsaid, but everyone at the ball (read: search for a bride/groom for the royal ghostling) practically heard it anyways.

Meanwhile over in the land of the living

Okay so Jason may have messed up. Now you see, he hasn't seen his platonic husband for tax benefits in a while, and he's been very careful to not let his identity as the Red Hood slip up before . Not even once in their relationship.

(He's not counting the time his in-laws sniffed him out as a Crime Lord, because Danny never believed them.)

Now, it wasn't exactly his fault he slipped up. You try to fight off an entire group after being pulled up on out of nowhere on the phone while trying to hide said noises of fighting.

Who was he calling? Danny of course since he said he was away for business. What business? Never specified and Jason wasn't going to pry.

So now here he was, bound 'helplessly' as Jason Todd along with a few other random civilians. Which, like, rude.

Wasn't he already good enough for this ancient ritual or whatever?

You know, he really should have walked with that "Anti-kidnapping device" he got that one time. Which honestly he feels like he should be surprised that such a thing exists but considering it was from Bruce. Well.

He's not surprised.

Oh, there's the Justice League now. Shame, he wanted to knock out a few guys himself- Oh, now he's being used to summon a ghost from the Infinite Realms of Royal Lineage.

Yea he probably should have walked with that "Anti-kidnapping device."

Wait a goddamn-

Is that-

"My darling husband!" Danny shouted, scooping him off the circle and away from the head cultist and swinging him around. "You had me worried sick!"

Now, he should ask the question anyone would in this situation when finding out your best friend and platonic husband for tax benefits was apparently a ghost of royal lineage.

"Why're you in a dress?"

"Okay, first of all I rock this thing." Danny huffed.

"That you do." Jason agreed rather easily.

"Second of all, blame those guys over there." He jerked his head in the direction of two very green floating eyeball people.

Not the weirdest he's seen, honestly.

The Observants were whispering to each other and leveling them-Jason in particular-a look.

"Now as you can see, I already have a spouse and I don't need another!" Danny hugged Jason closer for emphasis and he took the time to whisper in Danny's ear. "Did you really marry me to play the husband card?"

"Well, yes." Danny agreed. "But also because of taxes, because I love you and you're my best friend."

"So, we're still done for watching that movie right."

"Obviously."

A pained grunt came from below them and they both looked down to see Batman standing over a very unconscious cultist and looking up at them.

Hm.

He forgot they were there.

"So," Jason began, staring Bruce straight in the eyes. Batman's eyes narrowed. "Don't suppose we can push that forward to right now?"

"Yea, sure why not I'm not doing anything important." Danny leveled the Observants a look, and before either they, Batman, or the Justice League could do anything they both disappeared.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #dcxdp #dc x dp crossover #I think this was originally supposed to be a Danny as Peach and Jason as Mario cosplay idea #With still a focus on their platonic marriage #Buuuuut #Then I got hit with the royal idea and #yea #Mostly because I forgot about said previous idea #Jason: Hm I'm going to have so much explaining to do with the old man #Also Jason: But I don't feel like it so *disappears* #Batman: *Tired dad sigh* #ghost prince danny #Or like #ghost heir danny #He ain't king and the title is vague #Just because

[slvttyplum]

satoru has huge arms, they poke out his shirts and when he's wearing something tight fitted, they are pressing against the material, it made your heart jump, but what really made your heart jump was when he put his muscles to use with you.

picking you up randomly just to put you on his lap, tossing you all over the bed like a rag doll, you never would've thought this would've been your thing, but satoru proved you wrong. the grip he had around your neck when it came to how big he got, it almost made you choke, he never looked better and he never felt better.

satoru loved how he could just pick you up whenever he pleased, and you wouldn't say anything because you were flustered, the best thing about it was, no matter how big or small you got, he could still pick you up and that's why you never wanted him to stop gaining muscle, it suited him.

going to the gym with him just to watch him and how he sweats and how his arms flex a little whenever he takes a sip from his water bottle, you were almost ashamed with how obsessed you were with his muscles. almost drooling whenever you watched him pick up a weight then set it down, he made you his little assistant, and it all worked out in your favor back in the bedroom.

his big hands rubbing over your sides as he leans over you to put his hand around your neck and lightly push you into his chest, it felt like you were under a weighted blanket whenever you were against his chest, it made you feel safe under his touch and he knew that, that's why he never let you go.

when he was fucking you there was never a moment his hands left your body or his lips weren't on your face, he made sure that he was on you at all times because truthfully he couldn't let you go, and he loved it. he was obsessed with you, and you were obsessed with him, everything he did you were fawning over and made heart eyes at, and his muscles coming in did not help with the obsession.

picking you up to put you in his lap just so he could pull your panties to the side and give you what you wanted while his big arms wrapped around you and his chest pressed against yours, his sweet voice whispering into your ears how much he loved and needed you and didn't want to let you go.

he wanted to keep gaining muscle so that he could give you what you wanted and pick you up whenever he wanted to, swinging you around on his arm and carrying you around on his waist, he wanted to be with you all the time and thinking around tossing you up and swinging you all around made his cheeks red.

the same way satoru was thinking about tossing you up and down on his dick was the same way you were thinking about climbing his tall ass like a tree, he was too fine for you not to, that's why he bulked up fast so the both of you could live out your fantasies.

wrapping your legs around his waist while he's standing up, and he's fucking you in that same position, no breaks, just him continuously fucking you and looking into your eyes while he does it, your hands on his shoulder with a tight grip. he was in your pussy like never before, and it felt better than you could ever imagine.

your man your man your man.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujustsu kaisen x reader #x reader #gojo satoru #jjk satoru #jujutsu gojo #gojo smut #gojo x reader #jjk gojo #satoru gojo #gojo jjk #gojou satoru x reader #satorugojo #jujutsu satoru #gojo