a Disco Elysium comic inspired by one of my favourite Discworld books; have a Glorious 25th of May!

We're only gettin' older, baby And I've been thinkin' about it lately

@lgbtqcreators bingo: transition

reverb in an empty hall.

prints (all proceeds go towards aid for Gaza)

Severus getting into potions.

There are many perks of mastering potions. One of them being spiking your dad’s alcohols with a variety of them and observing the outcomes🌝

Everything that matters, is already in this room.

sneaky peek

sneaky peek

i started this project weeks ago as a collage (only showing this part) to get out some of my random sketches without taking so long to render (ha)

you can see how well that went.

experimenting with a lot of more traditional-style digital brushes like watercolors and whatnot (clip studio)

Hen being sister-shaped

+ Aunt Hen

⋆.˚✮˚.⋆imagine mattheo taking out all of his anger out on you- smut

mattheo's qudditch team unfortunately lost the match against hufflepuff. he was pissed off and upset. you thought the only way you could probably make him feel a little better was through letting him take his anger out on you aka him fucking you hard. it was not like you didn't try to talk him out of his anger. you did try, but it was getting the job done. you wanted him to feel better, and you wanted him to be a little relieved. when he came back from his match to his dorm with his wet strands of hair sticking out. he was a sight to behold. there wasn't a single day that went without you getting turned on by whatever mattheo does. whenever he did even a mundane task, that he would look smokingly hot in, would make your stomach do a somersault. he came right inside his dorm room, tossed his back aside and came right to you and planted a forehead kiss and sat beside you. after a while of complete silence, you whispered in his ear that you wanted to make him feel good. at this, his head snapped towards your direction, his eyes darken with lust. he immediately grabbed you by the throat and kissed you senselessly, with his tongue colliding with your and eliciting goosebumps all throughout your body. "fuck me." you said, breathlessly to which he tossed you harshly on the bed and quickly undid all of your clothing along with his. and while he is ravinging you, he would say things like "baby, you feel so good", "just like that, you can take it" and "fuck baby, you're so tight", "you look so pretty with my cum all over you" and he would groan A LOT during this fucking session. there would also be anal. he would tell you to get on all fours while he fucks you from behind. leave you a drooling mess. he would not stop after just one orgasm, he would go on and on. he, ofcourse fucks you till you see stars and are on the verge of passing out after which he ensures that you're cleaned up and then plants another kiss, this time a light one on your lips and say, "you're the best thing that has ever happened to me".

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TWIN PEAKS

S02 E09 Arbitrary Law

I... Cannot stop

@jegulus-microfic | may 3rd: rush | 727 words

“Do I look alright?” James asks for the hundredth time. His voice sounds funny. “Merlin, do I sound alright? What am I even supposed to say?”

Sirius marches over to him, forcefully grabbing his shoulders and turning him around, away from the mirror.

“You say nice things,” he says sternly. “Because he is my baby brother.”

Sirius has been very supportive, James thinks.

“Right,” he agrees. His voice sounds a bit better now. Sirius nods.

“Don’t worry, Prongs,” Remus says, wandering over from his desk by the windows. “He’s crazy about you already.”

Sirius punches him in the arm. “My baby brother,” he says, an aggressive reminder. Remus holds his hands up in surrender. He turns back to James, waving his wand to cast a tempus. “Best get going,” he says. “You don’t want to be late.”

James checks the time: 10:53. Fuck. He’s supposed to be in the entrance hall by 11.

“Fuck,” he says out loud. Remus snorts. Sirius narrows his eyes.

“You better make this good, Potter,” he almost snarls. Remus places a hand on his shoulder to calm him. Peter rolls his eyes. He’s behind them, so only James can see.

“Bye,” James calls. It’s still warm enough out that he doesn’t need a coat. A little chilly, sure, but James has always run warm. He knocks on one of the wooden columns of Peter’s four-poster. “Bye, Pete.”

“Good luck, Prongs,” he replies, not looking up from his book.

James flies down the stairs and careens into the common room. He’s halfway to the portrait hole when someone grabs him for the second time today. He whirls around to find Lily smiling up at him, one hand on his shoulder and the other holding a pink rose.

“James,” she says softly. “Hey. Calm down.” She holds out the rose, and he takes it hesitantly. “Dora brought me a bouquet the other day,” she explains. “Thought you might want one?”

James stares at her for a moment. Then he nods. “Thank you, Lils.”

She waves him off, stepping away. “Don’t mention it,” she says. She nods to the portrait hole. “I’d get going if I were you.”

He nods, shouting one last thanks over his shoulder as he steps out. Lily shakes her head with a smile, heading back to her room.

James is going so fast that he nearly falls through a trick step. He stumbles, shakes it off, and continues running through the castle. He trips over a group of first years playing exploding snap on a landing. “Sorry!” he calls over his shoulder. The first years watch him with bewildered, confused expressions before going back to their game.

James steps into an alcove once he’s reached the bottom of the stairs, casting a tempus. 10:59. He has one minute. He flattens down his hair and regulates his breathing as much as he can before finally putting on a smile and stepping out. He spots Regulus almost immediately, standing in the entrance hall right where they agreed to meet. He’s got a book in one hand. As James approaches, he looks up from an expensive-looking watch, aristocratic features spreading into a warm smile.

“Right on time,” he says. James stutters to a stop taking him in. Regulus is wearing a dark blue button-up over black slacks and boots. His hair is neatly parted in the middle, pushing his short curls to either side of his face, hanging over his ears. He cocks his head to one side. “Are you alright?”

And it’s those three words, the way Regulus’s mouth moves around them, that inspire James to rush forward, closing the distance between them by swooping Regulus into a hug and pressing a kiss to his temple. Regulus laughs, tossing his arms around James’s shoulders. His laugh is so beautiful.

“Jamie,” he snorts. James presses their foreheads together and stares into Regulus’s eyes. They’re the color of clouds on a winter day. James could get lost in them. Regulus smiles at him. “This is a bit of a strong reaction for a first date, don’t you think?” he asks softly. James thinks. Thinks about the months of wanting, of loving, of needing. Thinks about Sirius gagging as loudly as possible when he kissed Regulus on Platform 9 ¾. James grins.

“No,” he says. “I don’t think.”

Regulus snorts, and James kisses his smile.

harry + his crush on E.T.  💕

RESIDENT ALIEN (2021— )

Bobby coming home to his family [Image ID in ALT] 9-1-1 1x05 | 7x08

peter and friends

In the fashion of a true Slytherin: never let your enemy rest easy.

A follow-up short comic for my previous post. Severus setting out on his path to spike his dad’s bottles I mean potion mastery🌝

disco in my brain