drinking milk

@madame-modes-shelter | Accepting

♡ for Arthur to Haba (but please change attraction to... dunno... shmooshability or something)

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it was the beginning of lesbian visibility week and then i blunkt and then it was near the end of lesbian visibility week so i had to draw something REAL quickly

“i’ll keep you safe” prompts ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱

⋆ “i can stay the night, y’know. if it’d make you feel better.”

⋆ “try and get some sleep. i’ll stay right here- i won’t let anything happen to you, i swear.”

⋆ “you should’ve told me this was going on. i would’ve put a stop to it the second i heard about it.”

⋆ “no one gets to treat you like that, you hear me? no one.”

⋆ “either go to bed and get some rest willingly, or i will drag your ass down the hall kicking and screaming. you know i’ll have no problem with either option.”

⋆ “you must be freezing- here, take my jacket.”

⋆ “this place is dicey at the best of times. just take my hand until we’re clear of it, yeah?”

⋆ “anyone touches you, says anything to you, so much as looks at you the wrong way- you come get me, and i’ll set them straight. understand?”

⋆ “i’m not jealous. i just know the intentions that someone like that has for you, even if you claim not to see them yourself.”

⋆ “stay behind me, no matter what.”

⋆ "i know you can't believe it yet, but i promise you can trust me. whenever you're ready to rely on me, i'll be here for you. i swear it."

⋆ “i like seeing you this way. so… at ease. makes me wonder how anyone could ever purposely put you under stress and live with themselves afterwards.”

⋆ “shut up and just let me take care of you!”

⋆ “this isn’t up for discussion. i know you’re used to looking out for yourself, but i need you to understand that you don’t have to live like that anymore. i’m here. for as long as i’m around, i’m going to come between you and anything that wants to hurt you.”

⋆ “no one’s ever going to hurt you again. i promise you that on everything i believe in.”

Send ♡ to see what my muse thinks of yours

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RPC self-care

We all get worn down by life and often we turn to RP for rejuvenation. But more than once I've seen people on here that find themselves burnt out on the RP community itself. With nearly 20 years of role playing under my belt, I thought I'd share some of my favourite self-care tricks.

Block people. You don't have to explain yourself and 'weird vibes' is a legitimate reason. You deserve to feel safe and unbothered in your hobby space, and RP is based on consent. Just like with any recreational activity, you can withdraw your consent at any time and no is a complete sentence.

Turn off anon. This prevents anonymous harassment and gives you great insight into who to block or report if you get non-anonymous harassment.

Drop threads. I know RP etiquette suggests you need to tell your RP partner when and why, and sure, if they ask politely you can give it a go - just know that a pre-written variant of 'not feeling it' is good enough. In my humble opinion, I think dropping boring or vexing threads is everyone's prerogative and doesn't require explanation. Again, no is a complete sentence.

Talk it out. If you like the thread but things took a turn you didn't like, it's time to bring the RP into the workshop. Something like 'Hey I really like our RP so far but I'm losing my spark, can we talk about course correcting where the plot is going?'

Make clear rules and revise them frequently. I'd also advise against spending said rules excusing or explaining why you don't like or want a certain thing - I cannot stress enough how your preferences are not up for debate.

Get comfy chasing. A lot of RP is about inviting others to play over and over and over. Rejection is a part of it. See if you can't find some element of self-care in it - taking rejection well is a great skill to practice in such a low stake environment.

Notice and celebrate the good stuff, instead of digging holes about the bad. Tell your co-players how great they are. Marvel at all the hard work you put into your muses and graphics. Admire your own blog.

Stop. Take a break. Check in with yourself. Do you actually need to face something in IRL? Do you need to rest? A snickers? A walk? Don't bother with posts á la 'offline for the day' - leave your options open to reduce guilt or shame if you want to poke your head back in.

Happy writing. 🌿

Art

The first one was suppose to be based off the early 2000s but I gave up midway 😔🤙

@ofsinsanddesires : x

|| 💛 ||: ❝ M-Mmm… ❞ Muffled moans vibrate against her lips as cool fingers slip inside the kobold, their tongue fighting for dominance whilst they kiss. Tasting her, hints of her chap stick that had caught on the appendage as it pushed into her mouth. Relishing in the feeling of her thrusting her digits in and out of them, sending waves of pleasure through them and an tingle over their skin that all but made them forget about the hard day they had at their cafe job. The eyes that had been on them after they’d vanished for far too long only to come back missing their arm. The many questions, the eyes, the unwarranted comments… all melting away with each gentle push inside them. They part from the kiss only a moment, to press foreheads together and pant lightly. A hint of coffee on their breath, mixing well with their normal vanilla sugar body wash and the cinnamon sugar scrub. || 💛 ||: ❝ Nnn… darling, thank you… ❞ They mumble, before pressing their lips together once more for another deep kiss.

She had only really just gotten home when she’d found the other brooding depressively on her living room couch earlier, most likely eating a good bit of their snacks when they found her coming straight to her house from their workplace.  Sometimes being at the cabin would often be too much, when the silence (when their sibling wasn’t sometimes home) of being alone would just be too burdening for them to carry on their own; regardless of how they’d carry it with them.  Vivi never needed to ask why, as with their surprise visits their melancholy often dropped upon her skin like a familiar drizzle of rain, and only offered her companion the warm heart of her company.  It was only natural for her to provide her darling golden finch some safety within the hearth of her nest.  The world would always fade to black, just always when they’ve allowed themselves to let her turn their brain off for them.

And here they were, sitting bare naked upon the perch of her desk where she had lazily swiped some of her paperwork to the side for Hax to spread themselves out, taking just a couple of her fingers into their hole as she distracted their mouth with her tongue.  Away from prying eyes, where her room gave only the musk of her comfortable scent, where it’s only the two of them.  With her forehead still feeling the warmth of the other’s skin from where they briefly parted for air, to only go right back in, they only kissed for another short moment before the dame pulls half heartedly away.  She stands there, while her two fingers still repeatedly pump into the clenching warmth of her lover’s hole, yet slowed to a snail’s pace, with a palm lovingly settled to the side of Hax’s features; a thumb gently rubs over their cheek.  Vivi smiles at them, a slight tilt of her head already follows.

She breathes in the smell of their shared space, the pumps of her scarred breasts lifting slightly with the work of her chest. So many war scars, all on display for the other to take in. It breathed with her, like how she fit in between her beloved's legs like a missing puzzle piece. She fought like they had, all to lead them up to this moment of vile pleasure. The dame was their's, and right now their hips were locked on hers.

“Haaaaxy…”  Her thumb idly brushes over the rushing blood of their lips as she softly sings out their name.  “.. Ya look so pretty like this, so starry eyed I can’t help but wanna drink it in.  All that stress is just melting away, and I’m starting to wonder…  Would my lil songbird like to take another finger, see how many I can fit in until ya’re about to burst?”  As she spoke, she suddenly started to speed up the pace again just to press in her playful teasing, she moved a thumb to press into their clit.  “I wanna hear my lil bird sing, allllllllll just for me~.”

blood test came back haunted

Doodled him yesterday in paint with my mouse

((Remade artist link))

((Made some Lewis icons this morning the night after one of the production crew posted this the other night!))

I already promised some more MSA sketches in the future for my watchers, but I figured ya'll deserved at least one cleaned up sketch right now since I haven't posted any art of the gang in awhile. Purely for fun as I've always wanted to draw the gang in more alternate outfits. :D

((Made some Lewis icons this morning the night after one of the production crew posted this the other night!))

Inspired by an episode of TT (2003) (framing is awful I made this too quickly but eh)

idk man

Take this humble offering of Arthur kissed absolutely silly. ✌️🥰

2024 vs 2020

So I've always really liked Mystery Skulls animated, It was the highlight of my teens getting to anxiously wait for the next one to come out. I did the original drawing back in 2020 shortly after The Future came out and I never really finished it, so when i found it again I decided to do a redraw using the same original sketch! It's really awesome getting to see how far I've come in that time. I can't wait for the final episodes to come out!