#processing n such

[solroskajan]

They deserve more hugs. 

#murder drones #I'm still processing episode 7 #I loved it but I also kinda just wanna draw cute stuff for a little while now #I always want to draw cute stuff tho #Nuzi #uzi doorman #serial designation n

[obsob]

days are getting warmer but i am always warm when im with you ! !

#mine #original #i cannot even begin to express the amount of demons i had to fight. to do this drawing #i was goin 2 attach my process video but its so embarassinhg i cant skjbdskgdjks #local artist cant colour right :( #i sitll dont love it but also i will start eating thro my waalls so :3 ! here u go ! #i bought a new water botttle the other day extremely exciting stuff. AND. a bag for said water bottle so i can take it on walks :3 !!!! #eveytything else has been . normal !! #shop orders r very slow which is th same as this time period ??? as last year ? for some reason ?? #i will hopefully try n plan sm stickers soon n maybe sm new prints ??? not sure ! but either way if u want 2 buy a lil smth #ur support is greatly appreciated !!

[inklessletter]

"Eyes on me. Yeah. Good boy."

---

Thank you so much for trusting and sticking around.

Steve says thank you 💛

#trust the process #ink's art #stranger things #fanart #steve harrington #i hope you're good and you were prepared for this #no warning this time #I did this and I am still NOT ready for this #why do i do this to myself #anyway #i am this 👌 close to create a multiverse between my own fanarts #linking fanarts to one another #this kind of very much hits like “the deal” #but it's up to you #steve baby #i love you #yellow suits you like no other #you are very much the reincarnation of apollo or something like that #i am c o n v i n c e d #digital art #stranger things fanart #steve fanart

[bimbobaggins69]

𝟏𝟖+ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈

Eddie is being driven up the fucking wall and he’s at his wits end. He can’t take it anymore, not when you’re prancing around the apartment with a tiny, see through, white nightie. The material is so thin he can see your nipples and the way they’re peaked, right through the fabric. It’s like you’re doing it to be cruel, although Eddie knows this is your everyday usual sleep attire, he just wishes for the sake of his newly pierced cock that you wouldn’t do all the things that turn him on so fiercely, which is quite literally just you being yourself. He couldn’t help that he thought the mundane shit you did; like the way you slurped up your spaghetti or flipped through the television channels, was so effortlessly sexy. But he’s aching for your touch, so when his good friend/piercer Nate gave him the go ahead to masturbate, he concocted a devious little plan, one that would involve you and him getting off, together.

So that’s how you found yourself laid back on your shared bed, legs spread wide as you plunge your fingers deep inside your creamy cunt, wet squelches reverberate off the walls making Eddie groan as he watches you at the foot of the bed. His hard, leaking cock in his hand; pumping up and down to the image of you pleasuring yourself so beautifully for him. The glint of the jewelry catches your eye, finding Eddie’s big brown orbs before trailing down his tattooed and pierced body, taking in the image of his newest piercing and how you couldn’t wait to see what it felt like buried deep inside your walls, hitting your spot until you eventually squirted all over Eddie and the mattress. That image has you immediately clenching around your fingers and biting your lip as you stave off yet another orgasm, edging yourself to near painful levels.

Eddie immediately gets a better idea and crawls up the bed, now hovering above you as his hair forms a perfect curtain, secluding you both off from everything else around. “Fuck, I need to feel some part of you princess.” He confesses as he begins to glide his lube slick cock over the entirety of your slit. The jewelry rubs against your clit so perfectly, your legs begin to tremble and your back arches off the bed in an almost exorcism like fashion. The way the cold, wet metal rubs over your swollen bundle of nerves; ever so gently, has you closer to the finish line quicker than anything ever has before. Everything is so slippery with perfect friction, making your pale pink polished toes curl as you raise them higher in the air. Trying to open yourself as wide as possible, selfishly taking everything you can as your high hits you like a ton of bricks. Body spasming as your walls clench tightly around nothing and your eyes snap shut, stars dancing across your eyelids. Eddie continues rubbing the underside of his cock over your cunt until he’s shooting spurts of his warm, sticky cum all over your stomach; most of it pooling in your belly button. Eddie eagerly slurps it up, then spits it into your awaiting mouth before his soft, sodden lips find yours as you both swap his cum in a greedy, tongue filled kiss.

Part two

#— 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 #I know absolutely nothing about the healing process for dick piercings so… #eddie munson smut #eddie munson #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fic

[nohomie]

New friend?

Unedited version + those funky text stuff that you may like to read properly below the cut:

First circle text:

You are who you always will be. Caged by pure definition and perception. Self is not absolute, never complete. As long as there is a you that is perceived by the other, you will never have a self that is completely yours.

Second circle text:

Once a saint always a saint. Once a monster always a monster. Convince as one might, they are eternally damned by title alone. If not the boy who cried wolf, or the flock themselves, the hands will serve as one's signature. One's reminder. There must be a god to allow them to never precieve one's self. We wonder... should one look into one's eyes, --should they dare,-- will one find a soul? Will one weep? Will one smile? Will one find the name they have been given? Or the name they have chosen for one's self?

Just a buncha words for Wally's whole mental state lol

#welcome home #welcome home wally #wally darling #welcome home au #welcome home hvh au #y/n #digital art #nomi arts #my art #i spend a lot longer just tryna edit all of this in canva than the actual drawing process #canva stop lagging and deleting all of my work challenge level impossible

[bebzbrainw0rmz]

Let Pav duel wield his gun and sword please please please

Ngl only drew this so I could link my pav playlist

#I hate drawing bgs so much #I spend like 2 thirds of the process on it #fear and hunger #fear & hunger #fear & hunger termina #fear and hunger termina #f&h2 #fear and hunger pav #pavel yudin #pav #explodes n dies #my art #funger

[panther-asterisk]

#making a comeback to drawing on my phone #furry #oc #sphynxsona #me n my things #(they/them) #i think its been detrimental for me actually to #not use anything other than my regular set up with clip studio and #drawing with vector layers for line work #it's refreshing to simply change the process a tiny bit #i mean i regularly draw in my book too but digitally my process was getting stagnant

[starrylevi]

You’re walking up to Levi, catching him as he hands a swirled lollipop to the last child on line. You see him take a pause for a short moment, staring at the lollipop with a small frown as if he’s remembering something. He briefly closes his eyes, lamenting in whatever memory is in his head before opening them and giving the excited child the treat. For anyone else, this doesn’t mean anything. But you know Levi, and he’s had moments like these before, when anything in his environment triggers a memory. He wears the same pained expression every time, and every time you feel your heart ache.

“Hey.” You say softly with a small smile as you approach him, gently placing your hand on his forearm.

He looks up at you, his eyes sad and childlike for a moment before he answers. “Hey.” He sighs.

You hate seeing him like this. “You know….they’re probably making fun of you right now.” You tease, trying to make him feel better.

You watch Levi’s eyebrows knit together out of confusion.

“Hange would never let you live this down.” You clarify for him, referring to the fact that he was giving out candy.

Levi immediately rolls his eyes but you see a ghost of a smile on his lips. It doesn’t last long. “Good ol four eyes…” You hear him say quietly, looking straight ahead as his features soften at the thought of them.

You move your hand from the loose grip on his arm to his shoulder before leaning down to mumble into his hair. “I miss them too.”

You feel Levi’s hand move over to where your hand is resting on his shoulder, his two fingers securing your hold on him. His touch is gentle but firm. He doesn’t say anything but he doesn’t have to. He lets out a small hum of approval, briefly closing his eyes at the feeling of comfort you bring him.

You can’t bring back his fallen comrades; you can’t replace them either. You know you can’t fill that hole. However, that doesn’t stop you from pouring love into it.

#I’m truly not okay right now I’m still processing #The way he looks at the lollipop before he hands it to the kid 😭 #This isn’t the best but I’m trying to just get my feelings out #I just want to comfort him all day everyday #I’m sure the next few posts will be more processing posts #This is how I deal #levi #levi ackerman #levi aot #levi x reader #levi x you #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi x y/n #levi drabble #levi headcanons #levi fluff #levi attack on titan #aot spoilers #postwar!levi #manda writes

[chrliekclly]

#frank reynolds #iasip #always sunny #just to show my thought process on the 'hmm which frank is th most deservedly unconscious' for that rb'd post #he's catatonic in th hospital but its on a bed which makes it feel too normal #in th booth its a good pose but he's awake and talking to th twins #sanitizer frank is obviously hilarious bt hes writhing around n it so....doesnt feel right #him on th ground w sausage links coming out of his pocket is so funny but hes just ACTING like hes dead.... #poison i went w he is @ least fully unconscious @ th time of photo evn tho he is halfway outta th frame #plus being on th floor trumps everything (xcept maybe th 'carousel') #was hard to choose! #screencap #sweet dee has a heart attack #charlie catches a leprechaun #the gang gets quarantined #mac and charlie write a movie #the world series defense #n e 1 else remember some? only othrs i can think of is th gang replaces dee w a monkey waking up on th bar #nd wen hes on acid in th trash can on th ground n th gang gets invincible #nd maybe gang turns black waking up on th couch but....none of those r worthy imo #frank aes

[obsob]

big man...why is he so big...(hes full of love)

#mine #original #oug im tired!!! sleepy!! #what hve i done this week... i processes like 30 orders bc i had such a backlog OGUG. did 2 drawings for my portfolio. did this drawing #also did sm good planning! and sketching! #i was gna colour my portfolio drawings but im. pretty worn out so now maybe i will not #my lower back has been rlly sore also so . im gna try n avoid sitting at my desk heeh #its like half 12 whilst im queueing this....gna hve sm lunch soon. adn then read maybe. i finished my book this morn it was ver good #foxen bloom by. someone. cannae remember !!! very good nice an short #its a nice day..might go 4 walk #ive started on the sleeves for my jumper uehue !!!! am def gna run out of wool so annoying....will b short like. half a ball. #im gettin close 2 finishing my blanket....kinda...i ordered too much wool for that kjbsdkjbs #yes yes reading. i should do yoga maybe. world of pain #okay goodbye

[finalgirlsamwinchester]

guy who so desperately tries to find god. who wants to have faith in a higher authority to guide him out of the hole he's in. from the weight of guilt from simply existing, as the person he is. but every time he thinks he's answered his higher calling it turns out he's made the Morally Incorrect choice and his path to goodness and holiness was the road to the devil all along

#now trusting god will give you a way out? there's your real crime!!! #guy betrayed by the protestant promise of a direct connection with god. but is also somehow. joan of arc. #see he never achieves actual martyrdom tho bc he's not allowed to stay dead lmaooo #sam somehow the most unintentionally catholic AND protestant character of all time #dean the atheist who sees religious predestination as the curse it is from the get go. framed as the narrative's Real Moral Authority #but also in the process reifying patriarchal familial power n authority. very very important Value of the Church #i don't think it's that deep. the show's attempt at critiquing christianity. but the way it reinforces christian cultural values??? #'religious predestination and absolute faith in a higher authority...bad' #nice nice ok tell me more? #“so you should put your faith in family. in your patriarch (big brother)” #????????? #the thematic incoherence of it all. it's like the world's stupidest puzzle box to me. i can't leave it alone. #sam = maybe i can find god thru following my destined path. wait oh shit. #cas = maybe i can find god thru rebellion and seeking my own destiny. wait oh shit. #dean = god is fucking dead and me i also feel not so good #the “guy who so desperately wants to find god parallel” <- me coming out as a secret sastiel fan #both of them...finding god in de-[sniper on the roof kills me in one shot] #spn bible studies #j.txt

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: Bakugou dies but comes back to life, “comes back wrong” trope, implied fighting, angst

When Bakugou died, you’re not sure how you went on living. Grief had taken over your life, sat you in the passenger side while it cruised off the highway into icy waters. And even then, you couldn’t find the energy to drown.

It’s why there’s a sudden uptick of energy when you’re promised to have him back. Some top scientists contact you months after his death, tell you to hurry down to the headquarters labs, come and rejoice for what you’re about to witness. And you’re horrified, to say the least.

“This isn’t my husband.” Are your first words when you walk in, watch the figure on the other side of the glass examine its own hands. It looks like your husband but—but his hair isn’t the right shade of blond all over. His nose bridge had a slight bump after a scuffle with a villain. He had a scar on his hand but—but it never looked like it was to sew a pinky beside the other fingers.

“Is that really my husband?” You ask next in disbelief, slowly entering the room. Bakugou’s head snaps up, his eyes a little brighter than you remember but—they hold so much emotion. So much memory, so much panic, so much guilt.

“I left you.” He mutters, his voice raspy and ragged, and you wonder if it’ll always be like this now. It makes you cry a little harder than it should, but you only embrace each other. He’s cold and his shoulders don’t hold the same mass and his back doesn’t carry the same scars. There’s one, jagged and rough, running down his back, and you think, you think that’s where they slipped a new spine in.

“Welcome back home.” You tell him, weeks after meeting him again, new and not totally—Katsuki. He’s stiff and he doesn’t immediately take off his boots when he enters, and it worries you. Makes you think if you’ve just let a stranger into your home, one that has stolen your dead husbands face. Makes you wonder if he’ll be as loving as Katsuki once was, or if he’ll become your monster looming over you with the guilt of not being able to rest anymore.

“I’ve missed you so much.” You whisper against his mouth one night, a little while after he’s moved back. You don’t know why you lay under him, why you let him nestle himself inside of you, why you let him hold you against his chest. Katsuki always ran his hands over your cheeks and neck whenever he held you like this, but this…man, only holds himself up with his hands resting beside your head. It’s alien, how he looks at you, how his hips are methodically measured with every thrust, how he kisses you every 8 seconds. You wonder if he’s more robot than Frankenstein monster.

“Why did you come back to me like this?” You ask him one night, barricaded in the bathroom away from him. You can hear his sobs on the other side, his pleading to be let in. He tells you he never wanted to come back if he had to be like this, that he’s sorry, please let him in, he misses the warmth of your skin, he’s never been so cold before, he’s never liked the cold.

“Is this considered cheating?” You ask yourself aloud one night, when Bakugou is forced back to the lab when he becomes too…un-Bakugou. To sleep with a man that is your husband in every way but? Your husband has been dead for a year now, and yet you stroke the chin of the man that tries so hard to be him everyday, but fails so miserably at it every time.

“I’ll come back to you right this time.” Bakugou promises to you when he’s strapped down to leave for the lab and before he’s sedated. But you don’t believe him—you never did. Your husband is dead, and this animated corpse has been nothing but a cheap mockery of everything you’ve lost and something you will never truly get back.

#I was writing this and then checked my dash and saw another post about this #and felt so guilty and almost didn’t post it aidjdkfj #but I love this trope too much to delete it!!!!! #I’ve written about this in my published book before and it’s one of my favorite things I’ve ever written #there’s just such a deep heartache about having to grieve someone #and then the grieving process being interrupted by the one you lost #and battling with their death even though you still look at them everyday again #but it’s just not right?? it’s not the same?? #they have the same face (kinda) but it’s truly not hem #not them* heck #it reminds me of a convo I had in a psych class about making a new cloned version of yourself #where the question was ‘is the clone/new version still you? or are they an entirely new person now?’ #and at first I said they’re still me you know? they have my face n body n memories #but my prof told me no!! after they have been cloned they are sentient and are now their own person making new memories apart from you #and I thought that was soooo interesting and it makes me fall in love w this trope every time #you’re my person but only a version. you’re who I love but a newer person. you’re not them. you’re everything I’ve missed about them #so heartbreaking I LOVE ITTTT #sorry I’m rapping it’s the sleep meds kicking in #okay bai #bakugou treats! 🍬 #—new treat in the streets! 🍫

[gmaybe666]

'sorry I dragged you into this'

an evening jargyle sketch that I will work on more.

#I had a job interview today so im making drawings that I want to make before I fingers crossed get the job n go back to the 9-5 :( #injecting some jargyle into Tumblr to counteract the stonathon posts #argyle is still processing that he watched a man die and then be buried by teenagers #and Jon is feeling all sorts: wants to find el wants to kiss argyle #happy jargyle jursday #jargyle #jonathan byers #stranger things #gmaybe666 #jonathan x argyle

[theexorcistiii]

Chainmail chest plate made of ceramic faces that I made :) 👼

#my art #hi hello. showing off my top surgery 😏 #in case anyone’s curious abt the process there’s 4 molds at the clay studio I go to that have faces so I made one million of each & then #attached them w cooper wire for jewelry ^_^ n then added some tassels & chains I had #*copper wire I trained autocorrect to be twinpeakspilled LOL #REAL ALIEN CAUGHT ON FILM

[quelynxyz]

🚬 🚬 🚬 🚬  

Smoke break time with Mr everyday man larry ^__^

#pokemon #larry pokemon #pokemon sv #quelyn animates #i havent finished an animation in so long #theres some mistakes in here n process but overall #i like how it turned out #and man i spent three whole days on it oof #the chokehold he has over me

[toasteaa]

Neuvillette is in love with the concept of love; he just never thought he'd experience the complexity of it himself. Or rather, he'd never thought you'd make him experience it like this.

Of course, that in itself is a rather broad concept. He's not unfeeling; he knows what certain aspects of love feel like, or at least, what humans around him have described as love. If you were to ask anyone that observes him with a human's eye, they'd tell you "Monsieur Neuvillette loves a lot of things".

"Monsieur Neuvillette loves the melusines, I always see him talking to them!" - not untrue, but not so much love as it is a general appreciation in his eyes. And much less the kind of love he has in mind. "Monsieur Neuvillette loves water the most! He has cabinets full of imported bottles in his office!" - elements of truth and fancy. A necessary (if a bit self indulgent) requirement for his continued health. You wouldn't go as far as to say you love air, would you? The concept is the same.

No, when Neuvillette thinks of love it's the kind he sees in couples on the streets of Fontaine. Hands held fast together, or a guiding hand in the small of one's back. Shy smiles and ruddy cheeks. Parted lips and gleaming eyes; a hopeful and expectant look before a kiss. The very image of romance that Lady Furina's novels would outline - novels that he's sure at this point, were left in his office by the former Archon in order to...guide him in a way.

And what poor guides those proved to be when it came to these...affections he has for you.

In those stories, it was simple. Understandable to an extent. The numerous versions and retellings of the same themes and tropes created a kind of cadence in his mind; an easy to digest pattern where one act of courting follows another in a beat-by-beat fashion. It's formulaic. An art perfected by years of practiced and perfected behaviors only menially guided by instinct.

Then why, Neuvillette often finds himself wondering, is it so difficult when it comes to applying that same formula to you?

Is it his tone? His behavior? Or has he made a general mistake with his leaps in assuming you might feel the same way as him? Your relationship with him is far less professional than when it started, yes, but that is the nature of working with someone long term. The expectation of professionality can only last so long, even with someone of his standing. This is something he's accustomed to. These developing feelings are not.

Even his attempts at more directly physical advances have proved unfruitful. If anything, the way you startled and stammered before returning to your work after he'd merely brushed a stray hair from your temple dissuaded him from ever attempting such a thing again.

And yet...the hint of heat in your cheeks at the action made him curious. Makes him...hopeful. If he was reading this correctly (and on his name as the Sovereign did he hope he was reading this correctly) then that could mean...well, it could imply mutual attraction.

Which has lead him to his current dilemma. He's spent days debating with himself, weighing his options, and attempting to reason that this warmth he feels around you is enough to allow him a brief break in his impartiality.

But then if he breaks here, where else would he break?

And would it be so wrong if he did? To pursue you, to court you, love you -

It stirs other emotions in him. Ones of excitement, of rage, of something deep and primal in his chest that has been buried deep after centuries of solitude - even amongst the people of Fontaine.

He wants this. He wants to experience this budding love in all its confusing facets. Wants to test the waters he's grown so accustomed to guarding and let himself feel something so innately alien to him. So...human.

Perhaps this is a trial left in place specifically for himself. To love and to be loved in return...it's almost enough to make him cry.

#toast talks #genshin impacted #genshin x reader #neuvillette x reader #neuvillette x you #neuvillette x y/n #genshin neuvillette #hello friends in my phone I've decided to once again be unwell about my beloved dragon gilf #Oh to be the lovesick Iudex's object of affection and not know it because he can't figure out how to process it #Also this is stream of consciousness writing so if something looks wonky I'm SORRY I get a little stupid thinking about him okay???