#full-fledged

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

*peeks at dungeon meshi* hm cute but i'm not sure i comprehend the appeal

*keeps peering in curiosity* oh! each of these characters is, how you say. Insane

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #i get it now #haven't yet been full-fledged abducted into the fandom fairy circle style #but i am coming to appreciate. the Escapades #fun show. fabulous autistic rep #always good to see a gang of weirdos wandering underground in their natural environment

[marinadominguez]

House of Harlow 1960-Style Like A Celebrity

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#House of Harlow 1960 #full-fledged #limited-edition #top-notch

[ruporas]

🎆 (id in alt)

#trigun #trigun stampede #roberto de niro #meryl stryfe #nicholas d wolfwood #vash the stampede #happy new years everybodyyyy yippee! these kimonos are really cute…(crash sfx) #i liked looking at the details and doing my Best not to stress over the details of it while drawing lmfao #also does anyone know the pattern for wolfwood’s haori.. it looked like the bird feathers one so that’s the one i wound up using #the significance also made sense to me alongside the chidori obi. he is so 🐥🐥😢 #and if anyone wonders for the fedora i am a full fledge believer of knives fedora arc #i was going to drawn a little knives too but he looked so goofy with the fedora adjdndj I couldv taken it the fedora out all together but #it felt Vital. though now he will just sit peacefully in my 8100 wips

[perrigoaway]

Finished Turnabout Serenade with my sisters today and I had to quickly draw this concept (Also an excuse to draw Apollo AND my girl Ema.. love her.) Also I had to draw them mugshots for this THE KISSY FACE IS NOT SERIOUS just like he's not serious.. he'd so pull the Instagram influencer lips..

Slight spoilers below the cut, just in case!

Can you IMAGINE how freaking funny it'd be if you were Daryan, listening in over the headset, only to hear two people talking about "wanted? Nobody wants him!" about your band mate? Ngl if it was me, I'd end up laughing LMAO which would be bad for him considering.. you know. I really enjoy the worsties dynamic Ema and Klavier have because.. it's just hilarious, honestly. I love how she talks trash about him every waking moment, she is waiting for the SECOND she passes her exam and her 2 weeks notice is ON his desk

Joke made by my sister here @abandonedart

#ive been trying to post more random things without thinking too much about it TT #hopefully people enjoy it nonetheless lol #teagies art #fanart #my art #ace attorney #ace attorney fanart #apollo justice #aa #aa4 #ema skye #klavier gavin #daryan crescend #the actual formatting is pretty boring #but the concept is funny so its okay #maybe someday ill make a more full fledged one

[daily-gastrodon]

the silly!!!!!!

#the squish #gastrodon #pokemon #by the way if anyone was wondering about sqiush splatoon hes evolved into a full fledged character named Trito #and I completely almost forget sometimes that he's a daily gastrodon cameo

[spooksier]

relistening to tma and losing my mind more with each episode. anyways. today we're talking about how there are three characters in the show who are meant to be/groomed to be "the chosen one" for some specific purpose (agnes for the lightless flame, gerry to carry on some esoteric bloodline, jon for the watcher's crown/the web's escape plan) and all three of them have that running theme of being completely powerless in every aspect of their lives despite being made to be something powerful. we never get agnes' own perspective on her own life, gerry dies and is kept in limbo for *years*, and jon is marked to be the antichrist from age 8, like all of them were used as tools rather than people and if you couple that with all three at some point expressing that their fantasy is to live a normal life and be a normal person but they were trapped by divinity......fucked up if true

#tma #sorry we're back in the tma meta era i love writing it #i just listened to the agnes/jack barnabas ep can you tell #i love you agnes girl #now writing an au fic where it's jon and martin instead of agnes/jack and jon is a full fledged archivist........ #me halfway through writing this: oh jesus christ. princess zelda of hyrule. #i heart divinity/divine purpose being a curse! i heart it!!!!

[bratphilia]

step-father!william who fucks you at every given opportunity, whenever your mother is, or, scarily enough, without your mother out of the house. 

when she's not home, the both of you have more breathing room to do whatever you want to do. he'll bend you over the kitchen counter and pound you until you're screaming his name and making a mess of yourself and his cock. "that's it, baby girl, come all over me," he'd praise. or sometimes you would watch a movie, but you wouldn't get very far before he has you on the couch, too. usually, there he has you in missionary, or sometimes he likes to bend your legs in half or put them above his shoulders. he likes to grunt praises such as "you're so good for me" or call you "baby doll" and "sweet girl." 

but when your mom is home is a whole different story. for some reason, sex with william is even better, rougher. it's definitely the danger of being caught, too. he takes you on your own bed, fucking you roughly from behind. he degrades you, shames you for being so wet. "look at you, so horny for daddy," he whispers in your ear before biting your lobe. he has a hand in your hair, burying your face in the pillows while he hits it from the back. the noises of his hips slapping against your ass is absolutely obscene. "gonna have to be quiet, angel, don't want to get caught, or do you? by the way you're moaning it sure as hell seems like it." 

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf smut #fnaf x reader #steve raglan #william afton #william afton x reader #william afton smut #fnaf movie #promise i will write something full fledged #just had to get this out of my system #im having trouble coming up with a plot so if anyone has any suggestions i would greatly appreciate hearing them!!

[blackkatdraws2]

There are more things in the Parable than Stanley knows about. [Blank Scripts AU]

#hoh boy i was going to make a comic to introduce these monsters but #i couldnt help myself and made an animation instead #because i just think they're so neat and cool okay #listen i cant for the life of me just infofump about my AU and OCs #because i just think that making actual content about my lore and stuff will not only raise the chances of people being interested #but also it will also raise my motivation to actually produce more content other than the same old recycled front-facing-profile drawings #i need to get creative with my stuff or I'll also loose interest and I DONT want that #in order to be happy with what i have i cant just think about it and expect to be given something new NOOOO i need to MAKE it ughh #i cant believe in order to get more content out of my own au i would need to draw it and feed myself ugh ugh ugh unbelievable (kidding) #but also #i wanna make a little music video or animation again for youtube #its been a hot while since ive uploaded anything in there at all #maybe an animation reel will do for now? #i hope so :( #because ive been working on expanding the Black Scripts AU #and honestly i dont regret it #i had a lot of fun making up scenarios and comics for Stanley and the Narrator (Black) #but yeah! #apart from this little video #you wont be getting an explanation on what these things are supposed to be #and why theyre there #actually i was originally gonna make this into a full fledge animation with sound effect/music/frame-by-frame movement/etc. #but i got lazy HAHA #tsp blank scripts au #tsp au #the stanley parable #the stanley parable ultra deluxe #tsp

[astrophilip]

SLIME Behind The Scenes vs Final Shot

#LOVED the bts video #makes sense that we got one for Slime; it was a literal full-fledged production #would've been a waste if we hadn't #dan and phil #dnp #kickthepj #dan and phil crafts #danandphilcrafts #dapc #dpgdaily #dan and phil games #danandphilgames #dapg #dapgames #dnpgames #daniel howell #phil lester #amazingphil #my stuff #my gifs #this gifset is not perfect but i'm learning over time lmao

[bowandbrush]

so some of y’all liked the angst in my last post so uh here’s more ig (I get rid of negative emotion through scribbles so don’t mind me)

also my hands shake like it’s Friday so ignore wobbly lines

More info under da cut

(Origin of this whole idea below)

also his mask disintegrated lolll

So basically Leo is snatched and used as the energy source for the shredder. I feel like they would pick the blue goober since he’s probably the strongest both physically and ninpo-wise. Also I like to put him through the horrors

In main canon Draxum comes out the suit grinder all shriveled and weak, but due to Leo’s shell taking a lot of pressure, a lot of energy would be sucked from his poor innards, causing his lungs to collapse. He’s not as strong as draxum sooo yeah uehehe

poor Raph. He’s so scared for baby blue

Don’t worry, he’s fine. Nobody died. Lol I feel bad for making something this dark

#Do y’all have any AU name suggestions maybe if I do make this into a full fledged comic? (Someday) #Rottmnt #rottmnt art #rottmnt leo #rottmnt AU #rottmnt fanart #save rottmnt #rottmnt angst #bowdoodles #traditional art #Rise of tmnt #rottmnt sketches

[mayasdeluca]

MAYA AND CARINA STATION 19: 7x04: 'Trouble Man'

#station 19 #station 19 spoilers #station19edit #carina x maya #carina deluca #maya bishop #mine #we knew carina slept with her face buried in maya's neck but to see it full fledged in a scene like this 😭😭 #and maya holding her close and looking over at liam before closing her eyes and sleeping herself...my heart #i love my married moms <333

[rodolfoparras]

Nothing just thinking about fucking Izaack’s throat til his voice turns hoarse, yanking at his hair as you work him up and down your dick, or tugging at his tie to keep him from moving away even when he’s choking on your length, watching the way he drools all over your dick, pre staining the pristine suit he’s wearing, eyes glassy and face burning red but still so eager to please you, and with the help of his hands and mouth it doesn’t take much before you’re tipping over the edge, cumming all over that prideful face, only half heartedly fixing up his mess of a hair before leaving him alone in his office with your cum all over his face

#I cannot offer full fledged fics for him but I hope it’s okay I’m sharing #some spitballs #man I wish this community was bigger #that’s not my neighbor #not my neighbor #not my neighbor x reader #not my neighbor x you #dom reader #x male reader #male reader #reader #that’s not my neighbor x reader #that’s not my neighbor x male reader #not my neighbor x male reader #milkman #milkman x reader #francis mosses #Francis mosses x reader #Francis mosses x male reader #milkman x male reader #sorry no one will find these without them 😭 #izaack gauss #izaack gauss x reader #that’s not my neighbor izaack gauss #izaack gauss x male reader

[morgana-ren]

Astarion going a little batshit and embracing his yandere side is all I've ever wanted. Especially if youre his spawn because you are truely fucked. I think the first time he makes you do something, he does feel a little guilt, but it's gone quick enough.

The first time it happens, it isn't even intentional. It happens automatically— like some dormant power suddenly awakened in his blood. There is no magic, cursing, or even intention behind it. Only an effortless aura of command that your body bends to, yielding to him as second nature.

There's an argument. Over what, it doesn't quite matter-- something senseless and a long time coming. It ends with you storming off, trying to walk away before things escalate and things turn ugly between you. Abandoning the conversation before he's managed to say his piece.

Needless to say, he does not abide this.

He demands you to return, and you do not. You keep stalking off towards the entryway, utterly ignoring his protestation. Back turned, marching off, indignant and furious, clearly indifferent to his words—

And you do not ignore your Lord.

"Stop right there!"

Your limbs stiffen as if your flesh has suddenly hardened into stone, and fear spurs icy tendrils through your brain as you realize you are locked in place.

You cannot move. Even as you bid your bones, they do not heed your command. Your muscles are rusted iron, and your will cannot bend them. Your body is not your own any longer. It belongs to him, awaiting orders with bated breath.

He realizes what he's done as he senses your fury. You cannot move, even desperately try. You are wholly under his thrall, body and soul. He recalls the horror of his first time losing his autonomy to Cazador with staggering detail. The misery. The betrayal. The terror of it all, a prisoner trapped within your own mind, utterly helpless against the dark, primal magics stirring within you that highjack control of your form.

You have brought it on yourself. Had you just been as obedient as you are pretty—

"Now come back," snaps his fingers, blinking slowly with an unreadable expression and watching with interest as your legs move of their own volition towards the spot he now points at directly before him.

He can see you fighting it. See you strain and thrash against your very mind, wailing to be set free from this ancient trick of nature he's wielding against you. He remembers miserable nights of it-- centuries of it-- begging for freedom or a miracle from the forsaken Gods or even the sweet, saccharine release of death. He imagines your expression looks exactly as his did when he first discovered the intangible chains: a portrait of true, unbridled horror.

Something within him stirs and there's a small crook ticking his lips upward. Only slightly, but still visible.

You approach him once more, and he can feel your rage. Oh, how you long to strike him down.

As if you could.

"There's a good girl," The taunting lilt to his voice is unmistakable, cruel in his mockery. "See? Was that so hard?"

Your lip curls, so ready to spit venom right back at him.

"Ah, ah! Hush now, darling. Wouldn't want to say something we'd regret, now would we?"

Your words stopper in your throat, forcibly swallowed back into the flaming pit of rage that burns in your gut. You can taste the vitriol on your tongue, but you can do nothing other than choke on it.

"You don't want to fight, little love. Do you? Of course not. We can let bygones be bygones--"

A sharp glint in his scarlet eyes that sets your teeth on edge. You've seen it before, but he hasn't turned it on you before-- not until now.

"--If you beg my forgiveness."

If you were expecting him to return your autonomy, you are sorely mistaken. Anything that forms behind your teeth is immediately forced down. He has not relinquished control, and it's now that you realize he doesn't intend to. Not until he's satisfied. This is a punishment-- an object lesson to remind you of your place and the power he wields over you, even as he claims to love you.

The only words allowed to pass your lips are those he wants to hear, and you can feel them crawling up against your will, a spidery reflex he has total control of.

And yet, even as you go to speak, he stops you once more.

"I'll need to know you're truly sorry, of course. Go ahead and kneel, darling. A little show of supplication."

You drop to your knees so suddenly that marble bruises bone, drawn down as if weighed by a thousand stones. In his magnanimous glory, you are still allowed to look up at him, bleary vision clouded with freshly forming tears at this heinous betrayal.

"I'm so sorry, Master. I'll obey. It's not my place to question you. I'll never walk away from you again."

The words are not your own, and yet, you cannot bite them back. They slip the confines of your lips, spoken into truth by his will. That is what he wants to hear, so that is what your voice speaks even as you scratch and tear at the walls of your brain to rend them apart in your fruitless battle with primal servitude.

"I forgive you, dear one."

Your head lolls against his thigh, and he reaches a clawed hand down to card through your hair, petting your head softly like you are a dog begging attention from its master. Your neck strains to pull away, but you are drawn to him as a magnet.

"Silly, foolish girl. It's as if you forget your place is here," He tips your chin upward with a long, slender finger, looking down on you from above. "But that's alright. I have as long as I need to remind you."

Roiling hate flows from your body in waves, indignant and painful in its power. And yet, it is hapless against his tide of control. Eclipsed entirely under by his shadow.

"Now tell me you love me."

You fight with all your considerable strength, but again, the sentiment is choked out between ragged exhales and a soft sob.

"I love you. I'll never leave you."

He smiles down at you, all fang and ferocity, fingers weaving into your hair and tugging just hard enough to elicit a gasp from you.

"You're right. You won't."

He laughs derisively, grin growing wider as he pats your hair.

"I love you so, darling girl, even as you test me. Now, how about we put all of this nasty business behind us and move along to making it up to me, hmm?"

#morgana and friends #baldurs gate 3 #Astarion x reader #dubious uhh stuff #bad implications #would love to do a full fledged story of this

[musubiki]

i think the most powerful final form for mochi timeskip outfit will embrace her witch nature 🖤

#the cat witchs guild #the misc adventures of mochi and lime #tcwg #tmaomal #art #mochi #ocs #original #outfits #beta #sorry lime #i want adult mochi to be a full fledged witch in every aspect and that means black outfit #the comfort and pride i feel from seeing her embrace her heritage #i think this is better. it makes actual thigh scenes tastier cuz theyd actually be rare #once again im taking a step back in thinking about how i would design a potential cat witch if she were a side character #all the witches wear full black except her and thats a no no for me #probably not the final dress design but im still playing around with ideas

[slimeshade]

You are here to stop something. Something big, something deadly and dangerous.

However, you can't remember what that something is.

Bonus concept:

#hollow knight #the hollow knight #slimes art #am I trying to start something again? ... maybe #putting together what this something is will be today's goal #maybe it'll be (another) full fledged au idea #basic premise? uh... 'going back to fix what was wrong (you)' #or something like that jfjhfj

[0ccuria]

Wanted to do Halsin as a young cub coming into his Druidry, with a familiar friend to wish him well. (not to worry, the face tat is just paint here)

also wrote a little blurb (791 words) to accompany it under the cut!

“Alright. You can do this – relentless studies do not fail me now.” A young Halsin told himself, alone within a small grotto. It was time for him to prove his knowledge to his elder peers. He had been preparing for months, nights after long nights of arduous studying of old tomes and hours long meditations. His hands buzzed with a cocktail of anxiety and excitement as he quietly rehearsed his teachings.

He pressed a loosely closed fist to his chest and bowed his head, “Oak Father, grant me courage to excel through the trials this Circle has bestowed upon me. I trust no other counsel but yours.”

A moment passed as he reflected on his prayer, but was soon interrupted by a magical disturbance in the air. A faint golden light flashed behind Halsin that grabbed his attention. Suddenly, an apparition of a young boy with a familiar pair of horns materialized before him.

“No other’s, hm?” It said, hands on its hips.

Halsin’s eyes widened at the sight, “...Thaniel?!” He shouted in shock.

His best and only friend to ever grace his company stood there in front of his very eyes. When was the last time he had been so lucky? The teachings and training of the Circle had regrettably pulled Halsin away from seeking out Thaniel’s connection for some time. Immediately, Halsin set his hands upon the boy’s shoulders, lightly gripping them.

“It’s really you! Why are you...” he shook his head, “I’m so sorry, I have neglected you for too long. I hope you can forgive me.” He pleaded.

“But, why?” Thaniel replied, perplexed. “Don’t apologize for following the path that nature has set before you.” An assuring smile stretched his cheeks.

Halsin bit his lower lip to quell his heart from welling up over the sudden mixture of emotions. He then nodded and retrieved his hands. “Yes, you’re right.” He sighed, “I only wish I could have you at my side, always. It has become rather lonely on walks without your little shadow trailing behind me.”

Thaniel skipped over to a moss covered slab and sat upon it, crossing his legs and holding onto his ankles. He swayed back and forth, unable to keep still. “As do I, but we all must fall into the whirlwind of change at some point in our lives, and like the branch of a tree, there will be many more paths that you will have to decide to take for yourself. Nature is not-”

“Stationary.” Finished Halsin.

The two smiled at each other before sharing a giggle, still able to finish each other’s sentences. The young Druid then joined Thaniel for a seat, leaning forward with his hands clasped between his knees. Thaniel then set his head against Halsin’s shoulder, which had certainly grew in size the last he had seen him.

“Don’t fret, Hal, I have been trailing behind – I always will be. Wherever there is a breeze in the air, you will be content to know that it’s me checking in on you.” The boy said. “I know you will become a great Druid – I could see no other better to protect nature. You got this.”

Halsin’s lip quivered, breaking loose to the tears that rolled down his cheeks. He sniffled and wiped his eyes as he let the wave pass through, “Heh. Oh, how I have missed your kind words, thank you, truly. I will take that to heart as long as I live.”

He wrapped his arm around the boy, pulling him into a tighter hug before releasing him. “...Will you sit with me for a moment longer before I have to go? I think there is still time.” He asked.

With a sudden puff of glittery mist that startled Halsin, Thaniel teleported to the other side of the grotto that lead outside and stood there with his arms crossed, “I have a better idea…” a smirk crossed his lips.

Halsin knew of what he spoke of; a game of chase they had always enjoyed. “Are you sure?” He daringly asked. “I’ve become quite fast these days!” He continued, accepting the challenge. He then got up into a half crouched stance, holding his hands out beside him to pull nature's blessing from the soil below to conjure himself into the wildshape of a wolf. Once on all fours, he vigorously shook as if he were wet in order to acclimate himself to the form. Thaniel stood ready to run, awaiting Halsin to come after him.

“Let me be the judge of that!” The boy shouted, tauntingly.

With an elated howl, Halsin charged towards Thaniel, who swiftly darted away as the unmistakable shrill of a child’s laughter and the clacking of claws on stone faded into the distance.

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #Halsin bg3 #bg3 halsin #Halsin #Halsin Silverbough #Thaniel #bg3 Thaniel #my art #idk was feeling cute I guess lol #idk what Halsin was doing within his youth before becoming a full fledged Druid #so this is just kind of a what if scenario #but I like to think Thaniel was always there to encourage him