#and so

[teaboot]

One of my many brothers has a sensory issue regarding certain types of metal

It appears that my cutlery is uniquely offensive, which is uniquely bothersome when he comes to visit and ends up eating tortellini with his hands

But I believe I have devised a most elegant solution

Jimmy's forks

#It's funnier if you know him #I've offered to find other cutlery in the past and he has refused to be a bother #He is significantly taller and more intimidating than me and as such nobody calls him Jimmy #And so

[espimyte]

feel as it always is (collab with @slitherbop)

#original #world cocoon #collab #one day #espy said “good lord my dude! a significant depression has befallen me and I simply cannot draw a damn thing!” #and then there was an idea #to ease the burden that drawing had become #a collaboration! #and so #a drawing was passed back and forth between espy and slither... #behold! #the resulting consequence of such exchanges! #do enjoy...or not! it is up to you! ha!

[coincasual]

clawdeen progress from the stream!!

#monster high #monster high clawdeen #mh clawdeen #clawdeen wolf #i love herrrrrrrr #and so #e stickers for the skateboard!

[randomjreader]

I'm a day late, but yesterday was the anniversary of Nick and Charlie's first meeting <3

#and so #an epic love story was born #ignore ben hope's name on there and focus on the date #ben hope is irrelevant #heartstopper #charlie spring #nick nelson

[marleysfinest]

reiner x reader, post-war smut drabble. cw injury, bleeding

big up wife @pisspope for the inspo for this one u the mvp

there was something about the winter months. something about the way the frost clung to the frozen leaves, how the morning air was so deadly silent, the sounds of nature blanketed and muffled by thick mist clouding the way. the way that life seemed to all but stop, as the insects and birds fell silent as they hid from the chill of the air, hoping to survive until the thaw of spring.

you stand against the frozen pillar of the porch, cloak wrapped tightly around your shoulders as you cradle your piping mug of tea to your chest. the steam that billows out is thick and milky white as it hits the freezing air, but you welcome the way it's warming you until it cools enough to drink. you stare out at the sprawling meadow, coated in frost and leaving just the slightest hint of minty-green of the grass beneath. the sun is rising slowly above the horizon, and soon the frost will melt.

it's been six months since the history-altering march of the titans and, while life is beginning to resume slowly, you can still make out the slightest outlines of footprints across the meadow, the tracks having moulded the earth forever. you come out here in the mornings to breathe in new life, but as much as you welcome living another day, this reminder will always be here to greet you. as you lose yourself yet again in a daydream of the past six months, you almost don't hear the door behind you open. before you can turn to take a look at him, reiner wraps you in his arms and another cloak for good measure.

"morning," he mumbles, his voice still thick with sleep. his arms wrap around your waist and he rests his chin on your shoulder, his sudden presence bathing you in heat. you mutter a 'good morning' in return, and rest your head against his.

"I don't like waking up to an empty bed. it's freezing, why don't you come inside?" he asks. you realise that you perhaps should, although that would mean moving from this embrace.

"I'm warm," you reply, "as long as you stay here I'll be just fine."

he huffs a laugh, sending warm air across your collarbone.

"well, I don't have a shirt on, and you are going to catch your death in that nightdress. c'mon."

he loosens his grip and moves to grab a fistful of your nightdress, gently tugging you back inside. despite knowing you should get out of the cold, something about the vista in front of you is begging you to stay and finish your drink, and so you resist his pleas at first.

"let me drink my tea, rei," you insist, knowing your refusal will be driving him mad. he channels so much of himself into making sure you're alright; he'd hate the thought of you being in the cold without him. you already know he's pouting before you turn to look at him. his eyes flicker to the steaming drink, meaning that if not for the risk of scalding you, he'd have scooped you off your feet by now. he looks defeatedly at the tea in your hands and sighs before moving in close to you. you look up to him, wide-eyed, and drink in his appearance. his eyes are still a little hooded, weighed down by sleep, and his golden hair is in disarray after another restless night. despite his dishevelled appearance, he has never looked better. with all the care in the world, he brings himself close to you, and it's then you feel him pressed up against your hip.

"the bed was empty when I woke up," he utters, "you know what kind of torture that is? to roll over and not have you right there?"

you smile, and blow on your drink.

"sorry," you say sweetly, "I guess I just wanted to see what lengths you'd go to to find me."

he sighs again, this time throwing in the gentlest hint of a growl with it, before leaning down to plant a kiss on your lips. it's firm and intense, and although the tea is warm and sweet, who are you to deny him?

"leave that out here, it'll cool down soon enough," he whispers, knowing you can't resist him when he asks, "I won't keep you long."

you sigh, trying to appear inconvenienced, but you follow him in a heartbeat. he leads you across the threshold and immediately the air is warmer; the fire hasn’t been going for long, but it’s already enveloped the room like a warm hug. he doesn’t give you long to appreciate the more comfortable temperature; before you have much of a chance to shrug off your shawl, reiner is on you, gently sliding the woollen knit from your shoulders and slipping his hands beneath your nightdress. his hands are delightfully warm, and already you can feel the heat beating from his chest. as he pulls you close to him, waist to waist and chest to chest, he swoops down to plant another kiss on your lips, but this one is far more passionate, far more meaningful. he lets one hand remain on the small of your back while the other repositions itself to the back of your head, holding you firmly against him.

he wastes no time in removing your nightdress completely, and in almost the same swift movement, his pyjama trousers have been recklessly discarded, almost landing in the fireplace. his breath is heavy, almost frantic, matching his movements which are bordering on hasty.

“rei - ” you breathe as he lays you on the couch in front of the fire, hoping that he’d pick up on the suggestion to slow down. while his enthusiasm was most welcome, it wasn’t exactly the norm for him, and you’d rather be assured that he’s alright rather than let him maintain this pace in any discomfort. he positions himself on top of you, firmly between your legs, and for a second you swear you can feel his heart beating against your chest.

“what?” he asks between kisses. he pushes himself hard against your heat, desperate to get right down to it, you can tell.

“slow down,” you whisper with a smile, “you don’t have to hurry.”

“yes, I do,” he replies instantly, hooking your leg over his shoulder, “I need you now.”

there was no need to question it. it was clear in his voice; if you didn’t know any better, you’d have thought he was a man possessed. but there was something about his tone that, while urgent and ragged, showcased his ecstasy and his joy, two emotions decidedly not often attributed to reiner braun, and it’s because of this that you decide not to push the matter any further, and let him do things the way he wanted.

he takes a second to adjust himself before entering you roughly, eliciting a sharp gasp from your lips that seems to spur him on. he’s so hard and so worked up that it’s almost concerning, but you’re in no position to care. he ruts into you with fervour and force, hitting that sweet spot again and again, mercilessly with no room for relief. he buries himself into your neck, kissing and sucking away, and in an attempt to both ground yourself and feel him deeper, you dig your nails into his shoulders, not realising the force with which you’re doing it. he lifts his head to look at you, really look at you as your foreheads rest together and you both feel your releases brewing. he grips you by the jaw as you come together, pulsing in ecstasy on the couch and, despite the freezing temperatures outside, feeling your sweat mix with his. he brushes a bead of sweat from your brow as time seems to stand still, this moment of contentment and pleasure on pause for as long as you wanted. until, that is, you see the red claw marks on his shoulders.

“rei!” you exclaim quietly, feeling embarrassed and guilty, “rei, you’re bleeding.”

the spell that he’s under is broken, and he’s craning his head to look for the source of your concern. he sees the claw marks and tiny beads of blood, but isn’t concerned or angry. in fact, there’s something else, something beyond, as he sits up to examine it closer. you start to feel worried that you’ve overstepped a boundary, especially when you see his eyes begin to well up. your eyes widen in horror.

“no, baby, don’t cry!” you squeal, “I’m so sorry!”

it stuns you when he smiles as the tears tumble across his cheek. he taps at the scratches so that his fingertips are tinted red, and swallows heavily.

“I haven’t bled in years,” he says, his voice breaking. despite your disbelief and horror, you realise that he looks happy. he looks euphoric. “I can feel it. I can still see it.”

you feel tears of your own begin to well as you realise the cause of his emotion; finally being able to have something to show for his injuries, something decidedly more human than he was used to. he looks at you with a warm grin.

“do it again.”

#this is very not proofread #but it was fun!!!! #i fell in love with the idea of him enjoying not steaming up or healing right away as soon as Beloved said it #and so #this was born #reiner braun #reiner x reader #reiner x yn #reiner smut #attack on titan #aot #aot smut #shingeki no kyojin

[braisedhoney]

Part 1 (You are here!) - Part 2

Long time no see, eh old pal? 

Brushes: 

- Jingsketch Sketch Render

- Random watercolor brush

#I got such a huge collection of Yancy asks that I decided to mash ‘em all up #and so #here we are #;) wink wonk #okay but really this one gave me so many issues and I didn’t even slap backgrounds on it #still the longest comic I’ve done so far #part two’s comin’ soon! #ney’s art #ney’s comics #ney’s chatter (ask answers) #technically! There were too many Yancy asks to pick one #and the end product is a mashup #so all of you who asked for Yancy this one’s for you #iswm #In space with markiplier #iswm 2 #in space with markiplier 2 #a heist with markiplier #yancy iswm #yancy ahwm #are those tags separate? #i don’t knoooow #markiplier #iswm fanart #ahwm fanart #iswm captain

[inktho]

5/23/2023

#i was gonna draw him in his actual canon outfit but my brain was like #but what about modern AU #and so #rickyun #ribon #doodles

[tiredofsatansbullshit]

clark: wait you still see your ex?

bruce: yeah, they still miss me

*a bullet flies past bruce’s head, missing him by three inches*

bruce: their aim is getting better tho

#i couldn’t decide who the ex is #and so #you can decide #whoever works for you i guess #i went with either gender too #bruce wayne #batman #clark kent #superman #source: uuuh can’t remember but probably tiktok #batman incorrect quotes #batfam incorrect quotes #dc incorrect quotes

[ghosttb0y]

bark bark bark BARK BARK BAR-

#dnf #dnf fanart #dreamnotfound fanart #dreamnotfound #as a dogboy dream ENJOYER- it is my job to make dogboy dream art #and so #I give y’all dnf #bc WHY THE HELL NOY #NOT #I hate this drawing but it’s all I got rn #my apologies

[witchy-stars]

After years of research (see: i came up with this) i have concluded that the reason europians are so tall is because they, much like trees, need to fight for the little sunlight that reaches them in winter, and so the tallest ones get the most sunlight while the shorter ones starve and die

#trees are tall #europians are tall #both need sunlight to survive #must be the same #and so #europians are secretly dryads #witchy blabs

[lenreli]

Day 5 - Mutual Pining

[AO3]

Dream tilts his head, looking at the fishnet bodysuit in the mirror, black contrasting against his skin ― as well as the harness, strapped around his torso, the fishnet continuing down past his waist, as well as some simple black thigh harnesses ― holding up some black thigh-highs, and it’s only a thought to put his robe over it and stepping into Hob’s hotel room, where he’s currently at some academic conference, if Dream remembers correctly. 

Lounging on the bed, he waits, idly sifting through the daydreams and dreams of the hotel as he does, insides twisting as he glances upon Hob’s daydream, focusing on Dream’s mouth, and making him very aware of how he looks right now, even though Hob doesn’t know, can’t know, was only spurred on by Matthew’s remarks. 

Eventually, there’s sound beyond the door, and Dream watches, crossing his legs as Hob walks in with a laugh, turns around and ― blinks, then gapes, face going red very quickly. “D-Dream!?” Hob squeaks, eyes flicking up and down his body, and Dream hums, arching into the daydream of Hob’s hands touching his side. 

“Hello, Hob,” at that, Hob startles, looking away for a moment, before those dark eyes are on him again, “I have been informed that we have to do something about,” Dream pauses, licking his lips, and Hob steps closer, then takes a step back, like he’s trying to rein himself in, “our tension.”

“Tension?” Hob says, voice high and hysterical, finally standing next to the bed, and Dream blinks, looking at Hob’s’ hardness beneath jeans as Hob reaches out ― then pulls it back.

“I feel like it should be obvious enough,” Dream offers, and Hob lets out a sound, and another as Dream touches Hob’s hand, pulling it down to the fishnet, and the next sound Hob makes is very strangled, “is it not?”

“I―ah―uh―yes―maybe―I don’t,” Hob rambles, fingers curious as they press into his sides, warm and electric, and Dream takes an unneeded breath as they go under the harness strap across his chest. Hob swallows and licks his lips, hands rough and warm as they grab onto his sides, and Dream lightly moans as Hob sits on top of him, eyes wide and awed as Hob’s hands wander up his body, “you are so beautiful,” Hob whispers.

“And yet you have not ravished me,” Dream points out with a flatter of his lashes, and Hob lets out a hysterical chuckle. 

“Part of me is still convinced that this is a fever dream and I fell asleep during the conference, and you’re definitely not here, looking like you came out of some fetish club fantasy I’ve had,” Hob breathes, and Dream shivers at the feel of Hob’s hands on his face, thumbs stroking his cheeks.

Dream smirks, grounding up into Hob’s groin, who moans ― and kisses him, finally, hands going down to tweak his nipples and Dream whines.

#dc #the sandman #dreamling #dreamling fanfic #dreamling smaugust #smaugust 2023 #dream x hob #hob x dream #hob x morpheus #writing #not sfw #talked abt dream in bodysuit + harness agenda in servers #and so #join me in my agenda 🤝

[dr-hidden-paradise]

A New Start

It’s time, you feel almost excited as the day for your trip to Hope’s Peak Academy comes.

There’s a knock on the door, and you answer it, prepared for your new school life at one of the most prestigious schools around, and who’s there to greet you almost takes you aback.

It’s the woman from the recruitment video if you remember her voice correctly, and her appearance takes you by surprise slightly.

Long dark brown hair with black at the roots and the tips, frame her form and obscure her eyes from your view, and her skin seems almost unnaturally pale, seemingly reflecting the dark blue ribbon around her neck. She’s relatively tall, at around six feet tall, and she seems to watch you, and you can notice some sort of canine looking ears on her head, twitching as if she’s waiting for you to say something.

“Er… are you, Ms. Luna?” You ask.

Her lips pulled back into a fanged grin and nodded, “Yep, that’s me kiddo, come on now, we need to get our asses moving, got to pick up all of you guys after all.” She mutters that last part, barely audible.

You nod and walk behind her and then your vision went dark.

…

Wow, you feel kinda dizzy right now- why can’t you remember the trip? That’s odd.

Did you fall asleep on the trip here? Maybe you did, since you are definitely in a school gymnasium right now.

Pale, fuzzy walls surround you, with the ceiling being a distinct dark purple and far far out of your reach, as if it was designed for silk dancing or something similar instead of more popular sports. Standing up, and looking around, there’s a few doors, a large indentation in a wall that held a raised platform and a podium that had a door behind it as well, tall, bleachers that are currently folded, and fourteen other students.

Who will you talk to?

@castleofsweetanxiousness @shadestar413 @ohlookitsnormannn @newdanganronpaanotherv3 @mentally-ell @starsaver94 @lukassexual @ultreservecoursestudent @ch3rryn1ghts @k0rek1yos @kantah @ultfanboy @herr-aka-somecutenerd @ann-yeah @miyazakis-stuff @joficeandwind

#Drhp-story #DRHP-Introductions #and so #the story begins

[aotearoa20]

Finrod: Does this make me look short?

Galadriel: No.

Galadriel: Turgon does:)

Finrod: -_-

Galadriel: So does Thingol actually… and Lúthien. Also Maedhros

Galadriel: You need to stop making tall friends

#and so #finrod stormed off #to make friends with some Men #incorrect silmarillion quotes #finrod #galadriel #artanis #tolkien #silmarillion

[perspicaciouslynameless]

one thing i really like about picking up new hobbies is how they change the way you view the world

when i picked up pottery, i started noticing more acutely what in my house was ceramic vs not, what it was used for, and how cleanly it was constructed

when i was learning dance, i started breaking down other dances i saw into groups of steps, rather than just seeing the single fluid motions i had before

now that i'm learning to sew, i pay more attention to how everyone's clothes are constructed to see how i can apply that myself - where are the seams and are they visible or not, how has the fabric been cut to fit the shape of a human body

like, i love trying out new things just for the novelty of it, oftentimes, but this fun little side-effect of completely altering my perception of the world around me is also so so great

#also like #the sewing in particular has been such a wild ride for me #because i learned it a little when i was younger #but it was a new skill that i wasn't immediately good at and so it left a sour taste #fast forward like 10+ years and many many hobbies later #i actually have some idea of how to work with fabric from the crocheting #i am better at watching multiple tutorials to figure out the strategy that works best for me #rather than works best for my instructor #and so #suddenly #im actually not bad at this! #also it's sometimes so much more satisfying than the crochet because it builds up so much quicker #five sittings and i have a garment! #anyway this is why i never get enough sleep #just me things

[gomzdrawfr]

CW: ANGST, MCD

🪦─── Day 13

➳ cottagecore

"𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝑒ℎ, 𝑆𝑖?" "But hey, I brought those blue flowers today again, swear the florist had some better looking ones but gatekeep it from me, sales am i right?" "looks like the grasses here are longer now...properly covering you up and keeping you safe yeah?"

"I guess....I still kept my promise"

#gummmyart #doodle #sorry not sorry #I was going to draw them moving with potted plants #but art refused the art #and so #im making it everyone's problem #suffer with me <3 #twt is gonna love this one #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soapghost #ghostsoap #inktober #inktober2023

[hi-sierra]

HI SIERRA!

Yeah, I plan to go there this summer! It's beautiful alpine country

#and so #the great oun trap of this blog begins #mwahahhahahahahhaha