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doodle-ink · 8 months
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Progress update on this behemoth of a project! (roll of partially used duck tape for reference)
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I already love it but know it’s gonna take me a WHILE because it requires both free time and motivation at the same time. So yeah
I’ll prolly end up posting more updates like this as it continues to end the little thing I call a social life :,D
(Og artist is @skimmeh from this lovely hellsite)
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funkinmadnesss · 4 months
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finally did that silly comfort character meme <3
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iluvjellies0x · 2 months
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Hi hi hi haiiii!!! ^_^ Daisy here!!!!!!!!
Another day... Another edit... There we go!!!
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Eddieee!!!! Wooo :3
I think that he would do such a great job as a childcare worker!! Wouldn't he!
Actually... Maybe not just Eddie, all neighbors!! They're friendly enough to do that job!! Just look at them!!!!! But... Maybe except for Frank... Well... At least he would try his best...!!!
Ccccreeeeedddiitsss!!
Art: partycoffin (On Tumblr !!)
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kingaofhearts · 8 days
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HELP I THINK I'D JUST WRITTEN ONE ANOTHER RELIGIOUS TRAUMA THEMED SONG!!!!!!!
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gumptiomdog · 1 year
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uh. hi
i have never played splatoon and never will and also i watched naruto like five years ago sorry my insanity will happen again <3
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blackholebaybee · 1 year
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250 posts!
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the-biggestman · 2 years
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Did I ever show you guys my old art- I don’t think I did- guys look at this shitty art I did that is actually good..?? Am I on a energy high because I got the bops on?? That’s for me to know and you to find out • -• cabniet man butt rock butt haha butt fucking funny omg more rock music don’t mind if I do glass animals!???!
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spockvarietyhour · 2 years
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uh, good night tumblr
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dantesicestorm · 1 year
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OH WAIT SHIT FUCK ITS APRIL FOOLS 🤯🤯🤯🤯
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matttheratkingart · 9 months
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Ted missed a chapter or two
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starrysharks · 7 months
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i want to finish this design later, but otherwise here's a sketch of a ghost trainer rin
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diogxnxs · 5 months
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"So, even though you broke my heart yet again... I wanted to say, in another life I would have really liked just doing crime fighting and taxes with you." Wait, these are two different memes.
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jack-beetle · 9 months
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i lobve regretevator go play t YEAHH
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marclef · 4 months
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SO @whereismyhat5678 THOUGHT YOU COULD DRAW MY BABY SO CUTE AND GET AWAY WITH IT HUH?!?
*SLAMS UNO REVERSE CARD DOWN ONTO TABLE*
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WELL GUESS WHAT NOW YOU GET TO BE DRAWN CUTE!!!
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HAHA GET BLASTED WITH MY FAKE PEPPINO/EYHM CANNON!!!!
........ eeeeeee this was a lot of fun to draw though i hope you like it!! and it only took me-
*glances down at iPad*
....... 👁👁 4 AND A HALF HOURS JESUS CHR-
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messrsbyler · 10 months
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walls down
(stonathan ficlet)
The first time they kissed, Jonathan was mostly shy and nervous. He kept his hands by his sides and his mouth pressed tight. It took Steve a moment to coax his lips apart and to smooth the tension from his shoulders by rubbing his thumbs over the knots locked there.
The second time they kissed, not much changed. The only clue Steve had that Jonathan did want to kiss him back was his eyes flicking constantly to his lips and the blush spread over his cheeks whenever Steve pulled back.
By the third and fourth time, Jonathan's hands hovered awkwardly over Steve's waist, never grabbing him. Steve had to wonder if Jonathan was struggling with his own inexperience or something. Besides Nancy, Steve didn't know of any other girls (or guys) who had had the pleasure of kissing Jonathan Byers. Steve himself was nervous each time given his own inexperience. Regardless of his extensive repertoire of girls he had dated or fooled around with, Jonathan was the first guy Steve kissed, the first guy he blushed for... and the first guy that he wanted to push against the wall and run his mouth all over.
They were far from there, though, with Jonathan being so tense each time they did as much as sit close enough to have their thighs bumping together. But Steve didn't mind waiting, which at first had come as a surprise. Even with Nancy he had stepped a bit on the accelerator, sneaking into her room, nudging her to do a bit more than kissing, and then getting Nancy to come upstairs to a room with him. Not that he had pushed her to do anything she hadn't wanted to do, but had not minded showing her the chance of something more happening between them was more than wide open on his end.
But with Jonathan, Steve was slowly learning he sort of enjoyed going at Jonathan's pace. He liked discovering which were the places Jonathan liked to be touched and which places he was still unsure about; it was like a game and each time Steve played he got to touch a bit more. It was thrilling. He liked to know that Jonathan was slowly loosening up just because he wanted to touch Steve too, which by the sixth time made him pry his hands from his sides to rest them on Steve's waist, finally.
Now, Steve had never thought much about hands. They were just… well, hands. Not much could be said about them even when a lot could be done with them. But when Jonathan had first pressed his hands on his waist and pulled him closer, Steve had understood why girls raved so much about hands, embarrassingly enough. Jonathan’s hands were heavy and bigger than a girl’s, grounding at the same time they made Steve jump out of his skin and float away. They were warm and not all that smooth, claiming as well as gentle to the point of making Steve feel dizzy on the spot. Jonathan's hands were simply brilliant there, in his waist, and Steve thought they should never rest anywhere else.
The ride might be slow and a bit bumpy with the two of them, but discovering all sides of Jonathan made it worth it. Steve could take his sweet time undoing Jonathan's barriers and walls, high on the fact that now he had Jonathan holding him and pulling him closer with a yearning that was slowly growing and building and looming over them.
Still, with all the time he had to let Jonathan relax and give away a bit more each new time they kissed, nothing could've prepared Steve for the type of kisser Jonathan Byers would turn out to be. Steve’s first guess had been that Jonathan would be a tender kisser, always shy and always a bit unsure, waiting to be led.
How fucking wrong he was.
All it took Jonathan to flip Steve's entire world upside down was to build up his confidence or to maybe crumble down to the pressure of his desire. Jonathan Byers was not a shy tender kisser. First of all, he was a grabber. He liked to grab Steve by his waist, pull him closer, and then sneak his fingers underneath Steve’s shirt and grip Steve’s body with bruising fingers, callouses digging into his skin and stealing gasps and other type of sounds out of Steve’s throat. And then, Jonathan began to take the lead. Now he was the one prying Steve’s mouth open with his tongue, the one grabbing Steve’s face and letting his fingers dance and twist around his hair.
For fucks sake, Jonathan Byers liked to pull.
And maybe Steve’s knees went weak whenever Jonathan pulled his hair and ran his tongue over Steve’s lower lip. Maybe the roles had reversed and now Steve was the one waiting to be led, following each of Jonathan's movements, hoping to please him enough so Jonathan would keep pulling and grabbing and doing all sorts of incredible things.
Maybe now Steve didn't mind so much to show his desperation a little when Jonathan had him like this, caged against the bed, mouth hot and demanding over his lips, one arm braced on the bed to hold his weight while his other hand was tangled in Steve's hair. Maybe now Steve was okay asking for more because it almost seemed that's exactly what Jonathan wanted him to do. Steve now liked to grab Jonathan by his hips and pull him down to relieve a little that ache and heat blooming in his lower belly.
Either way, Steve now knew better. That old shy and tense Jonathan was long gone which meant two things: first, one of these days Jonathan Byers would be the death of him; and two, Steve would have to use more hair product to fix the mess Jonathan made of his hair after each one of their make out sessions. Not that he cared that much, to be completely honest.
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