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its-a-beautful-day · 8 months
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Wednesday - Morrie the Moray Eel
I had one of these silly guys growing up and tried my best to capture the unique pattern their fabric has
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naturalshocks · 2 years
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Graphite pencils on a sheet of paper from a Moleskine sketchbook, A4.
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bisonaari · 11 months
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Jukka is just too cool to not paint him
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shalexandejj · 1 year
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this is a post already, i’m so sorry
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tomatette · 6 months
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Loki, S02E4 Leave him be, he doesn't know.
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incognitajones · 6 months
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a conspiracy of two [E, <1K]
Cassian figures they have about five minutes before it becomes very obvious that they’re both late to the post-mission briefing, and if he can’t get Jyn off before then and come himself he just might crack.
(It's been a while since I wrote any smut and I needed the practice for my RCSS story!)
(Also, this was heavily inspired by sempaiko's classic piece of art.)
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dreaming-of-lu · 1 year
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Hello!
I really liked one of your works, where First overheard reader talking to themselves and I was wondering if you could make a continuation for it. Thank you:)
A/N: Hiya! Glad to know you liked it! Hope you enjoy this! also a tag to @my-insanity-is-an-artform , come get yer tall glass of water!
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First made you feel so many things at once. A truly, kind gentleman that others dreamed of in a significant other. Daring, dashing, a warrior and all. Enough to make anyone tongue-tied, staring up at him with wide eyes as he towered over them. His etiquette made the village girls giggle behind their hands.
First was the textbook definition of what a true hero was. Though, there were some downsides to this. Sometimes, the man was clueless in not understanding that he came off more than he thought. His charisma was a death sentence, a blessing, and a pain, all tied together in a pretty bow.
"He's not good for me, for my health," you muttered, "seriously, him and his blue puppy eyes, what am I thinking?"
You glared into the champagne glass while taking small glances at First, standing beautifully in the middle of a circle of women and men. The lights on the chandelier made him ethereal, drawing your gaze back at him; no matter how much you forced yourself to look away, he always seemed to drag them back onto him.
First was beautiful, there's no denying that; pale blonde wind-swept bangs that begged for your hands to play with, pale eyelashes over icy blues that were powerful and intense with a glance but were so soft whenever they landed on you. Wait, he was looking at you.
"You might wanna go save our dear friend from their clutches," a voice piped up beside you. It sounded distant to your ears cause all you could see was those blues drawing you into its sea.
First gives a shy smile before one of the women in the circle grabs onto his arm, drawing his attention away. A strong emotion came forth, deep from within,
"Hold my glass real quick; I'll be right back," shoving the glass into their hands without looking back as you walked into the circle, gently grabbing First hand.
"First," why did you sound breathless? His eyes went to you, silent appreciation in his eyes that made your skin tingle and your heart pound stronger than ever before. Swallowing thickly, you turned to the circle, silently cheering in your head as they looked at you with vague disgust and upset at your sudden appearance.
'He's not a fucking toy.' You thought bitterly.
"Apologies to you, ladies and gentlemen, but there is something that requires Sir Link's attention at this instant."
Turning on your heel with First hand in yours, you lead him away from the vulture's sight.
"Dear," it sounded so distant with how hard your heart was pounding and the blood rushing through your ears.
'How dare they? Treat him as if he's a trophy, a toy for them to play. Only wanting him for his looks and not understanding the sacrifices he had to make. Damnit, First, you and your smoochable face.'
A rough palm with such gentleness roused you from your ranting thoughts. Worried blues stared into you, peeling back every anger, concern, disgust, and jealousy spinning on its axis to an abrupt halt.
"What about my smoochable face?" 
What?
"Huh?" You blinked as the proud, tall-standing hero shrunk underneath your gaze, reducing into a flustered mess, rubbing the back of his neck and averting your eyesight.
"My apologies, you said my smoochable face, and I-"
"And you what," your voice breathily shrill. The quietness is loud that the sound of a needle could be heard dropping onto the ground.
"I- um, may or may not have," First clears his throat, inhaling deeply, "overheard you from before when you were ranting about me and my face."
First grimaced at the sight of your face.
Oh.
Oh, this was seriously going to be a long conversation.
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hergrandplan · 2 months
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WELL
That's it folks!
Almost seven years ago I started university, not really knowing what I wanted to do yet.
Now, at 9pm on a random April Fool's day, where I've spent the majority of my day booping people on Tumblr, I handed in my final uni assignment ever.
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synintheraven · 7 months
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A(r)na(s)tomy Book
(Now finished 🤭)
Stills under the cut 🔗
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tetrakys · 9 months
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Chapter 12 is out.
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green-like-the-sky · 7 months
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Summary: The first time is definitely a mistake. The second time, an accident. By the third time, Nigel is running out of excuses for why it keeps happening; him waking up in his teammate's arms. And it will take a few more times after that, before he can admit to Elio how much he likes it.
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fuzzyfangz · 1 year
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we all hate mondays here, jon
idk what i'm doing honestly but,, silly cheshire garfield
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sun-citadel · 7 months
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greghatecrimes · 10 months
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Home - House M.D.
A little tribute to the show and characters that have brought me a lot of happiness this summer and that feel a little bit like home.
(dialogue subtitles available on youtube!)
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tvreadsandsleep · 1 year
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» Domestic!Attoye || Attoye Prompt Drabbles || Master List «
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Every time Attuma entered Okoye’s body it felt like returning home—no matter where their coupling took place: on the beach at midnight, a public sauna when no one was around, or even, one adventurous evening, in the throne room after everyone had been dismissed from a tedious council meeting (for which their presence had been demanded).
The way her slippery wet walls cushioned and massaged his cock was enough to obliterate any of the day’s small annoyances and chase away, at least temporarily, his more profound troubles. It was as though he was being immersed in her love—especially when her arms gathered around him, her thighs cuddled him close and her face pressed into his—their bodies as tightly connected as humanly possible.
Had he the option, he would have crawled inside her skin, compressing himself to be kept cocooned by her flesh and surrounded by her being. That was an impossibility, though, and, in all sincerity, he cherished moving through life by her side. Her affection, tenderness and devotion were blessings he never planned on squandering.
Waking up beside her each morning gave him the added strength to take on the day. Being apart from her as they performed their duties and completed their tasks was made easier, with the knowledge, that at the end he would return to her. And, concluding their night encased in her body—in any way she allowed, after having shared their day’s experiences—made him eager for first light, to do it all again.
Edited to add: Shout out to @xblackreader and her post where I got the idea for Attoye sexing in the throne room.
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barbieburnanator · 4 months
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Yay!!
Finally got through my last appointment before my surgery!! I also picked up my meds for afterwards. I ALSO got confirmation that my payment for my surgery will be a tad less than $1000 and after I pay that, then insurance should cover the rest!! This is a HUGE deal as it's the reason I opened commissions and now after getting so many I have just enough to pay it all the day of. I really can't thank everyone enough for all your support!! I means so much to me to see so many people commission me, or even just spreading my info around or sending me words of encouragement. I feel so lucky that I got to fund my surgery through my art, something that I'm self taught and continue to work at in my spare time.
A lot of scary things happened last year, and lots of scary things are still happening. It's because of that I feel so lucky and thankful that I'm able to get the help I need.
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