#nope never

[whywouldisayprinter]

Back to putting my sweet blorbo into situations

[lowbatteryfae]

are you willing to risk the food of the fae?

[officialmoosezilla]

In the Meantime...

I blinked a few times as you drew your finger up my spine, mostly to reorient myself as I came up out of trance, but also partially in conclusion. Even with my mind as fuzzy as it was, I didn't think we were done playing just yet.

I pouted slightly, an expression you knew me well enough to know was more playful than truly disappointed.

"Sorry, sweetie. Need a bio break. Don't worry though, I'll be right back to fuck you up some more. If you want something to entertain you in the meantime, though..."

You positioned my right hand to point its index finger at the centre of my forehead, tantalizingly situated just a few centimetres away, accompanied by a few taps to freeze it in place.

"You can just stare at that while I'm gone."

I didn't even realize you'd left. You weren't even a flicker in my awareness anymore.

I just stared.

My entire awareness was consumed by my finger, frozen in space just a few endless centimetres from giving me the blissful drop that I craved.

Or would have craved, if staring at my finger didn't already feel so good.

So good.

It was so easy to just stare. Even at the same time that it was a struggle to keep my eyes from rolling back as I looked up, locked in place by my fascination with my own hand.

Just for fun, I tried to look away. Tried to look at anything else.

What was I doing again?

I got distracted by how my finger seemed to shift and move in midair as my eyes struggled to work together to build the image.

It felt so good to stare.

So fucking good.

How long had I been staring at my finger?

Did it even matter?

Even before I could decide that no, it didn't matter in the least, my finger became fuzzier and fuzzier as my eyes rolled back in response to your finger stroking down my spine.

You caught me as my body went limp, already speaking soft suggestions into my ear, my mind already on another plane altogether, completely unaware of your return.

[naturalfirewave]

What if... hear me out... I name a chapter of my Avott fic just "Avid"? You know, you have all these long ass chapter names and somewhere in the middle you just have Avid's name and Avid's alone. Wouldn't be an ominus sign for a chapter title at all with my writing style. Nope not at all... Y'all can trust me. I this fic hasn't had any unhinged moments and it has been 100% wholesome with EVERY chapter that I've written. <3 (the name may or may not happen. But I know exactly which scene I would name the chapter after him for.)

[pandagirl45]

I cant believe my severe art block and burn out has made me lag behind on tony taking a selfie with his cheeks pressed between bucky muscles.

And for shits and giggles, tony waist being gripped by bucky metal hand, something something he wants to see the bruise.

Don't worry, Bucky cant sport some of the physical marks, so he rocks Tony's colors. Gold hair tie, red and arc blue earrings (because he got drunk with thor and got Thor to priece his ear, a lot of blood and confused screaming).

[staying-elive]

Not really a hot take but Sam should've flown in with Rhodey and the cavalry at the end of Age of Ultron. When they're evacuating all the civilians from the city in the sky and Fury rocks up with a helicarrier.

Hello?! A former pararescue with WINGS!

(Just imagine him yeeting civilians onto the evacuation crafts like this. 🤣😂🤣🥰)

And it wouldn't really have taken anything away from the final swoop in shot of the "Avengers assem-" moment. Wanda and Vision and Rhodey were already in the film too, so who cares?

[calcaclysm]

dumping a bunch of octopath (mostly 2 cause that’s the one I actually beat) doodles here cause I feel like it

aaaaand lastly this one from a while back

[drhoneycombhoneystick]

HAPPY EASTER!