I don't really think this place is going anywhere right away but I'm on bluesky: mobiusismycc.bsky.social
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almost home
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JBB: An Artblog!
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Cosmic Funnies

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occasionally subtle
NASA
Game of Thrones Daily
Stranger Things
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

Love Begins
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@mobiusismycomfortcharacter
I don't really think this place is going anywhere right away but I'm on bluesky: mobiusismycc.bsky.social
WIP Wednesday
Thank you for the tags, @andthekitchensinkao3 @justabigoldnerd @loki-is-my-kink-awakening @mobiusismycomfortcharacter !
Mobius is awakened, not precisely abruptly, but certainly quick enough to startle him, by a slight thud and sudden weight on his chest that rapidly leaves it with a flutter of shivering paper. "What the ā " He stares in groggy bemusement down at the small cascade of file folders and other assorted debris that has apparently toppled over onto the bed beside him. "Were you seeing how many things you could stack on top of me without waking me up?" "Yes," Loki replies absently, engrossed in a file at his left, ankles crossed neatly atop the sheets and brandishing a pencil in one hand. "It is an appalling number, by the way. You really must be exhausted."
(inspiration for this, lmao)
This is so low quality i just wanted to draw them again
WIP Wednesday
More from my Starstruck AU
Tom shrugged and stuffed the handful of candy into his mouth. "Why would they stop me? I'm Tom Ryder." Grace shook his head. He should have expected as much. Tom always did do exactly as he pleased, at least according to Colt. He was always being let into any building he wanted, usually a club, and talking to anyone he wanted, usually some other big name celebrity. Grace held his hand out with a sigh. "Alright." "You want one, you have to come get it," Tom teased. He placed a skittle between his teeth, holding it delicately. He leaned in towards Grace, egging him on.
WIP Wednesday
Lokius Fatal Frame AU. Emotions are running high.
"āorry." The word is muffled into the scratchy yet safe and warm shoulder of Mobius' jacket.
"It's okay. It's all going to be okay."
"āt's not."
"We've made it through worse."
Loki shakes their head. There is nothing worse than the thought of losing him. Mobius is the one with those damned red marks. One on each limb. They don't want to consider what happens next.
this might be kind of a reach but is there a way for printers to connect to devices so that documents can be printed from them
Havenāt had a chance to watch the tutorial yet, but Iām seriously considering making this for my gfās niece
Something quick, I just really wanted to draw Grace and Adrian messing with Rocky and bonding.
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Seven Sentence Sunday
Thank you for the tags @westwardly, @mobiusismycomfortcharacter, and @loki-is-my-kink-awakening
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They all stood around the desk not saying anything for a beat before Stede brightened and grinned. āWell! Thereās still a wardrobe to look through!ā āFuck,ā Izzy grumbled, hobbling over to the chair heād sat in earlier and dropping down in it again. Ed looked from him to Stede, wondering if he should try and sit and talk more with Izzy or go raid the wardrobe with Stede. āOh! Ed, look at this. Itās a rather fine cotton shirt, very breathable, and in a lovely color.ā He went to the wardrobe, ignoring the sigh from Izzy that, at the very least, sounded fond.
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No tags because I know it's ridiculously late and not even Sunday for some people anymore.
Seven Sentence Sunday
Thank you for the tags, @mobiusismycomfortcharacter @westwardly @blackbirdofasgard!
Writer's block and RL are both a bitch, but I'm finally making headway on a couple of prompt fill WIPs for beautiful people like @elodiah that have been IP for...over a year now. Yikes.
"Council's definitely getting antsy for a full debrief," he says, clearly trying not to laugh, "but that can wait until you're ready, in the absence of any active trouble brewing." "Good. Then they can continue to wait," Loki declares haughtily. "I have far more important matters to attend to." "Do you, now." "I do, rather." "And what might those be, your majesty?" "Convincing you to leave that poor coffee machine alone and sleep with me, for one." Mobius chokes on his tongue.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Project Hail Mary (2026), The Fall Guy (2024) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ryland Grace/Tom Ryder, Ryland Grace & Tom Ryder, Jody Moreno/Colt Seavers, Ryland Grace & Colt Seavers Characters: Ryland Grace, Tom Ryder, Jody Moreno Additional Tags: Background Jody Moreno/Colt Seavers, Ryland Grace and Colt Seavers are Twins, Aromantic Asexual Ryland Grace, Accidental Voyeurism, Mutual Masturbation, One-sided pining, One-Sided Attraction, Tom Ryder Has It Bad For Ryland Grace Summary:
Ryland Grace gets a long voice message from Tom Ryder
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Seven Sentence Sunday
"Well?" Tom panted desperately. His voice heavy with need.
"I-" Ryland started, clumsily. "I don't know." He stammered out as Tom clicked his tongue in answer.
"That's not an acceptable answer, Mr. Grace." Tom chided. "Would you let me taste you? Yes or no, Mr. Grace?" He groaned out.
Ryland could feel his face burning and he bit his lip. The cannibalism comment was supposed to shut the flirtatious teasing down, not make it worse.
Seven Sentence Sunday
Tom Ryder x Ryland Grace. Coltland twins AU. Somehow Tom got Ryland back to his trailer
Tom sat down sideways on the couch beside him. Tom's elbow was leaned against the back of the couch and he watched Grace take the first few sips. It was like he was waiting for something. "Do I make you nervous?" Tom asked. There was a playful tone to his voice. "A little I guess," Grace admitted. Tom had a reputation of being unpredictable. "Because I'm pretty?" Grace didn't know how to answer. Of course Tom was pretty. He was Tom Ryder. And he didn't have his shirt on. And he was currently sitting close enough that their legs were touching. Grace didn't know where exactly to look. Tom's eyes seemed the safest option. "You're pretty too, though," Tom said.
a doodle because i miss them
Hc that 3 weeks in, not a single breath of disrespect during Graceās science time
Coltland Twins where Ryland invites Colt to come to his class at the end of each year after exams are up as a treat for the kids.
Colt showing up and answering questions and being a general chaotic nuisance but proving that the stuff they're learning can be applied to jobs that aren't just working in a lab - he uses a lot of what they're learning basics of in stunt work!
It's a yearly thing from the very first year of Ryland teaching.
Fast forward to the year that Ryland disappears on his class, gets sent to space against his will while the world at large is told he volunteered.
Colt shows up the same time he had every year to see Ry's kids. The looks of hope in their eyes cut to his soul, as do the fallen smiles when they realize it's Colt at the front of the room, not Ryland.
He showed up despite knowing his brother wouldn't be there, because he was not going to break the last promise he ever made to his twin brother dammit. Instead of talking about the job and applied sciences, he sits down and shares stories with these kids about his brother - because he knows how much these kids meant to Ryland. And they deserve to know it, too.