For those who don't know or care about the olympics, Laurie won gold and silver in gymnastics at the 2016 olympics. She's now a commentator for gymnastics at the olympics and is a treasure.

Astarion 8.5 x 11 inches colored pencil, black acrylic

Whumptober day 1 - Swooning - ft. my boy Kieran <3

I'm super excited! :D

*shrinks you*

ten years of fighting and when shit hits the fan tumblr instantly has reddit's back. the greatest enemies to lovers story ever told.

you understand

Oops, my hand slipped–

... there are many easter eggs I like in the drawing, also probably many I missed, but I particularly like the fact that Tumblr has apparently been interrupted while enjoying None Pizza with Left Beef.

i may have created an oc just for the purpose of abusing him

Cam Finds Out 

Dark!alex Invites his friend mini arc: Cameron finds out about Ben’s visit

CW: bbu premise, dubcon mentions, nsfw, past child abuse mention (Cam), threat of beating, mention of punishments, hickeys, paper cuts, finger/hand whump

“Tell me again,” Cameron said quietly. “To my face, Zee.”

Zee swallowed uncomfortably. His face was squished in Cam’s hand, that cruel grip reminding him what he was capable of.

[ID: Sketch in dark red on a grey-blue background of Porthos carrying Aramis over one shoulder. Porthos is walking with Aramis over his right shoulder. Aramis, holding his hat, is turned to look at Porthos with a disgruntled expression. End ID]

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Porthos hefting Aramis away from the latest disaster he's got himself into. Inspired by the Porthos and Aramis shenanigans conjured by @enigma-the-mysterious

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Kane & Jim #1 - It’s Been a While

content: vampire whumpee, whumper turned whumpee, whumpee turned caretaker, reluctant caretaker, begging, fear, past torture, starvation, burns, death wish

To say Jim was nervous would be an understatement. Honestly, he’d half a mind to turn around and forget the whole thing. He took one hand off the wheel of his truck to absentmindedly thumb at the fabric of his turtleneck over his scars, making sure it was still securely covering his neck, an anxious habit he hadn’t been able to break since his escape from the vampire ten years ago. The vampire he was about to meet again of his own free will, take back to his home, and kill.

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World of Mine

Liar.

He knew better.

‘I’m not going to hit you’ always had a condition attached, and he could never meet any of them.

But he didn’t have the courage to stop trying.

“Assistant fixed your leg, but you still shouldn’t put any weight on it. We don’t have any crutches yet, so you’ll just have to hang on.” Villain explains, and before he could move, they had wrapped an arm around his waist and was helping him up.

They were gentle, thank god, but… He could feel the latent strength underneath. He remembered all the times he faced them alone.

He was going to be hurt. Badly. And there was nothing he was going to be able to do about it.

He tried not to think of that right now.

They could feel him trembling. This wasn’t fair, it wasn’t fair at all.

“Put your arm around my neck and hold on. Try not to scrape your cast, she worked rather hard on it.”

He nodded again, obeying quickly, and Villain supposed there really wasn’t much they could do to ease his fear, not yet.

So, together, they limped towards the kitchen.

Thank God for Assistant.

He didn’t know what he had been expecting, but a perfectly normal kitchen was not it. It had a fridge, oven, dishwasher, and sink, set along with granite counter tops and white cabinets, with an island in the middle with stools so people could sit at the counter.

Villain helped him sit down at one of the stools, and then circled round, starting to go through the cabinets.

It was shocking how…normal Villain looked. A regular person in a regular kitchen pulling out a regular can of soup and a regular bowl. Putting it in a regular microwave and stirring it with a regular spoon.

Surprisingly, the least regular part of it was that someone was cooking for him, even if it was just microwaved soup.

Only when they put the soup in front of them and leaned back with an expectant nod did the fear overwhelm the surprise again.

“T-thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Eat.”

He looked down at the soup, and his stomach growled again, but fear made him pause. What if it was drugged?

Part of him reasoned that they would need to sneak it to him, it wasn’t like they didn’t have him strapped to a table in the other room for hours.

Another part made the argument Villain wasn’t going to just…cook for him. No strings attached, no questions asked.

Finally, the most sensible part of him remembered that it wasn’t like he had much of a choice. Villain said to eat, and unless he was in a hurry to get on their bad side, they should obey.

So they took a bite.

It was so good. It had been a long time since he’d had the luxury to just…sit and eat. How ironic that it was happening while trapped in Villains lair.

Another bite quickly followed the first, then another and another, only interrupted by Villain passing them a packet of oyster crackers and a water bottle.

“Thank you.” he managed, genuine gratitude in his voice, before taking another bite.

Jesus Christ, does Hero never feed this kid?

Villain leaning against the counter, watching him scarf down the soup like it was going to run away from him, and tried to push down the ever growing rage.

“Doesn’t Hero ever feed you?” they finally asked, as he struggled to open the water bottle.

He froze, and Villain took the opportunity to reach over and twist the cap off for him.

“I do the cooking.”

“And he does the eating?”

He shrugged, and they nodded, leaning back again before changing their mind and rooting through the cupboards again.

He just went back to scraping up the last of the soup, before their words can sink in too deep. Crackers and water were good too, they were familiar, and that made them comforting.

And so they watched Villain, glad to not be the focus of their attention, as they dug around for something.

Oddly, he was growing less and less afraid of Villain. Stupid.

But when Villain turned around and passed him a chocolate, he wondered if it was really so stupid after all.

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Whumptober 2021 - No. 2 - TALKING IS OVERRATED

Words “choking” and “gagged”.

Quick messy sketch today.

baby you’re a haunted house

Whump prompt:

Once Villain's reign is ended and their organisation is dismantled, they're put on trial for their crimes. By committee decision they are sentenced to some horrible fate, as is everyone who worked for them.

The committee has some trouble over one of the associates found in their compound, someone kept in chains but who was seen helping Villain with atrocities meant to keep the population under their strict control.

Eventually, though details of mind control and torture come to light, it is decided that no leniency can be given, and Whumpee is to meet the same fate as the rest of the organisation.

Hero steps forward making a heartfelt plea that Whumpee cannot be punished for something they had no control over. The committee is hard to convince, and the only way Hero manages it is to agree to take full responsibility for Whumpee; if any further trouble is caused by them, they will both pay the price.

Whumpee, trembling and terrified, is brought over to Hero in front of the waiting crowd. The end of their chains is handed to Hero who guides them from the chamber, off to a new life, neither sure what they're going to do next. What will life look like? Is Hero just a new Master to please? Will it be some kind of atonement and rehabilitation? How strict will Hero have to be to prove that Whumpee is no threat to anyone?

Neither is sure, and there's every chance Hero has damned them both. Maybe it was just Villain's last trick, a ploy to bring Hero down with them. Only time will tell.

oOOOOH SH*t !!!by AnatoFinnstark

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Have some Steve/Loki artwork, commission done for rexluscus. ^_^

Original post on AO3.