sooo fit

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listening to some love songs, and was suddenly overwhelmed by urge to doodle cherik. ;m; cherik, you will always be my otp

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You can also go check Sans’ Formal if you’d like

This took a while with the colors because orange is just a really warm color and it’s hard to pair it to light cold colors without looking super bright. And I had to decide whether Papy wears a bowtie or a necktie

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more poses more lineart more testing…♡ // twitter

Testosterone Boys And A Harlequin Girl (Jeonghan/Seungcheol Threesome Smut)

Summary: Jeonghan and Seungcheol always had something special. You knew, you could see it, and so could anyone else with eyes and half a brain. And chemistry like that makes for really great sex. Really, really great sex. Whether it was stars or hormones that crossed for you to know that, you weren’t too sure. But those boys had you seeing stars between their chemistry, their amazing looks, and their desire to punish you. Smut. 

(AN: FINALLY COMPLETE. I deviated so fucking much from the original request and omg I think it’s really cute when people use my name in messages. Title taken from the AMAZING panic! song that I thought was sooo fitting here and I listened to while writing. Very gay sex ahead if you’re not comfortable with that, shy away. Daddy kink. Threesome. Obvi smut warning. -Tanisha<3) 

You woke up to 56 Snapchats, 33 text messages, 24 missed calls, and 18 voice mails. With all thirteen of the boys in your contacts and desperately needing your attention, you were surprised it wasn’t more. It was Saturday morning and they had time, probably too much time, before they had to be shipped off to do a radio interview and bothering you seemed to be on the menu. All messages seemed to consist of invitations to the dorm, them asking for food, and as the timestamps progressed, just desperate pleas for you to get out of bed. And then it seemed, pointless spamming to get your attention.

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  • Ranma:  *walks into Akane's room, holding note cards*
  • Akane:  *looks at him with a raised eyebrow*...
  • Ranma:  *clears his throat and starts reading from the cards* you are so fat that when you cut yourself marshmallow fluff comes out
  • Akane:  *shocked expression*
  • Ranma:  no? How bout this one? Your so fat that your high school year book photo will be taken by a helicopter
  • Akane:  *getting angrier*
  • Ranma:  tough room... *looks at card* your so fat that when you get on a scale it says one at a time
  • Akane:  *lounges at Ranma* YOU SON OF A-
  • Ranma:  *cuts her off* wait! Wait! How bout this one, your belly button makes an echo, if you were a truck you'd have a wide load sign, when you back up we can hear a beeping!!
  • *Ranma is then savagely beaten by Akane*