I cannot begin to explain how excited I am for this movie. It’s exactly what I need right now. So here’s a really rushed thing that let me play around with blur effects.

(Glad to see my art output’s improving, btw. Commission folks: they’re coming.)

One Night Stand?

Pairings: Noctis/Reader, Prompto/Reader, Gladio/Reader, Ignis/Reader
Rating: T (despite prompt and title)
Prompt: You are a geek who’s having an extraordinary birthday party at a male strip club. You meet a stripper/prostitute who your friends paid in advance to have sex with you. However, you spend the night with the man in an entirely different situation.

A/N: I’m a sucker for buttoned tops, so everyone wears it! O7O)/ also, a friendly reminder: sometimes you do crazy things when you’re drunk and I write like shite

Big thanks to @neko-otaku13 for helping me with what the boys’ best body trait would be and I’m tagging @gudetamazing for the helluva it (。≖ˇ3ˇ≖。)

It’s your birthday.

The night when you can drink alcohol without worry and determine how much you could stomach before becoming fully drunk.

Your girlfriends decided to take you to the best underground male strip club in the city. This club’s most popular servicemen was young and perfectly toned. Their handsome and beautiful appearances won the hearts of many. Although you would never visit such lewd and disorienting places like these, you went along with your friends. It was your birthday. What better way to spend the night of your birthday with a handsome man ripping his shirt off in front of your face?

That was your birthday present.

Your girlfriends found the perfect spot of the stage with a singular pole connecting the ceiling to the floor. As you sat between your friends, you felt your heart thumping violently against your chest. First time experiences made you slightly nauseas and anxious.

This was no different.

A man who you’ve never met or seen will strut down the stage and perform sensual dance moves with a pole for you.

You swallowed the lump in your throat and prepared yourself as the neon lights of the club became brighter in luminosity. There from the other side of the stage, a male silhouette approaches you and your friends, combing his hair back with his hand, his fingers still in his luscious hair for that added seduction factor.

As the man’s figure became more transparent, you tightened your fists and inhaled one last time to brace yourself.

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HEY SO HI I’M A BIG FRICKIN DUNCE and i managed to delete the original post??? so i’m re-uploading it (finally)

original caption:

wow i worked on this for a way too long for it to look this bad ha excuse my lazy background and lazy… everything…

anyways gwen and david got a little somethin goin on behind the scenes and david’s catchin feelings but gwen’s not but it can only be kept a secret for so long, amirite?

green bubbles are Gwen and yellow bubbles are Max if that wasn’t obvious enough


Watch my Heathers Animatic pls! I worked way too long on this and it’s not even good haha. Made lots of mistakes but pls watch ; v ; ? 


Drunk Snow appreciation post
Misery, meet company. 


pairing: connor murphy x reader

wc: 4430

tw: weed, swearing, heartbreak, really emotional (???)

a/n: oh my god. this is the fic yall voted for !!! next fic will be it’s a musical part 2 !!! @cananybodysea again knows how hard I worked on this. this took way too long. i got really emotional writing this???? and i’m a robot??? it’s a lot, y’all. as always, please leave feedback! shoot me asks! interact with me, i’m lonely !!!

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Connor Murphy took a deep breath before bringing the joint he had just lit to his lips, taking in a slow drag. He let the smoke fill his lungs, spreading and filling the space inside of him. Then, he let it out of his body in a steady exhale from his mouth. His eyes were focused on the forest that was his backyard and the sun setting in the distance. It was beautiful, he decided.

The song playing in his headphones - Mr. Blue Sky by The Electric Lights Orchestra - was fading into silence when he heard the peculiar creak of a familiar window behind him. He didn’t have to look to know who it was. Turning down his music, he listened for the culprit.

As Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds by The Beatles began to play, a backpack landed next to him. Then a blanket. And then, you.

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He could hear the faint smile in her voice, and it made warmth bloom in his chest. Him. He was the cause of that, of making her day a little bit brighter. After the war, he wouldn’t mind if that was his only purpose everyday. “Goodbye, princess. Love you.” The commlink cut off as soon as the last word had left his mouth, and horrified, he let out a high pitched squeak. God he was an idiot—had she even heard it? Of course she had heard it, their commlink connection was good! It had just slipped out and now he couldn’t take it back, and—Maybe he was overreacting and it wasn’t as bad as he thought. Maybe she would take it the same way the rest of the team did. A platonic, brotherly love. Even if the way he felt about Allura was as about as non-familial as you could get it. If he was lucky, she’d think it was in the way friends loved one another. He could explain it away, easily… Did he want to explain it away?

doodles on the back of one of my school assignments

i’m still trying to figure out how a mistcloak would transfer to modern day clothes. beside’s kelsier’s fabulous shutter shades, i just don’t think it works! D:<   ))):

maybe the ones at the top with the kinda wild west-ish fringe would work? tbh i think people would laugh at you more than fear you if you were swooping around at night wearing a tassled poncho