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burnt-cookii · 8 months
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[ halftones may be wonky when viewed on desktop ]
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revivalrequiem · 1 month
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# winter/snowflake inspired ✮
the old ones were kinda ugly. free to use, credit if reposting and using for edits requests.
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snaillock · 6 months
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yall remember they dropped a yuri on ice trailer a year or so ago and then literally nothing fucking happened after that
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Otori-san. - @asahina-mafuyu-official
Oh- Asahina-san! H-hello..!
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ncvabcrn · 1 month
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"i was asked what my favorite sports team was. i said 'RUPALS DRAG RACE'."
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catncore · 3 months
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itoshi-s · 1 year
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Bachira….with a tongue piercing
It just makes sense
And the good use he would put it at😔
bachira who comes home from practice one day and catches your attention by his unusual behavior and looks.
any other day, he’d enthusiastically kick off his shoes, drop his bag at the door, and smother you in kisses so sweet and urgent, it’d knock your breath away. he’d cup your face in his hands, lap at your mouth with vigor for a few passionate moments — ‘ve just missed ya so much, baby, s’that so wrong? — then start to babble about on his day as you plate up his lunch.
this time around, when he comes home, it’s surprisingly quiet.
and, worst of all, there’s not even one kiss. a proper one, that is — cause all meguru gives you is a few quick pecks and a mumbled “hi, cutie”, before heading over to the fridge.
your brows furrow a bit as you take note of his hair — perfectly dry and wispy, looking just like when he first left the house hours ago — and weirdly pale face. usually, meguru takes a quick shower right after practice wraps up, not bothering to properly dry his hair off before he hops into his beloved yellow huracan and drives home — cheeks still flushed from exhaustion, eyes wide with endorphins.
today, bachira looks perfectly in tact, and it makes you stir.
“where were you, megs?” your voice startles him so much, the icy cold water bottle nearly tumbles out of his hand. “cause it definitely wasn’t practice.”
he turns around and sees you leaning against the island, arms crossed — and an amused kind of look on your mouth. (he’s in trouble and he knows it, but not because you’re accusing him. you’d never — cause he’d never, ever hurt you. he’s in trouble because he’s just done something silly.)
“huuh? i dunno what’re y’talking about, baby.” bachira tries, but the swollen muscle sits heavy in his mouth and renders his speech muffled, a thick lisp to his words.
your brows knit together, “wha- why’d you speak like that?” you sound suspicious when you close the gap between you two with a few long strides. “oh, my god. did you get hurt? you knocked a tooth out, didn’t you, meguru?”
bachira feels his mouth twitch into a grin, one that he kinda feels bad for, considering you sound more concerned than playful by this point. he puts the bottle down, cool hands resting on your waist as he breathes out a laugh.
“nope, no, sweets. i didn’t wanna tell you like this, wanted t’ make this a little surprise for ya—“
a loud gasp rips from your throat, cutting his sentence short and he cannot help but giggle upon your shocked expression — hand covering your mouth, eyes bigger than he’s ever seen them as they zone in on the silver barbell pierced right through his tongue.
“m— meguru!” you pinch his chin between your thumb and forefinger, forcing his mouth open. he obediently hangs his tongue out, proudly showcasing the new jewelry, sparkling against his swollen flesh. “you- are you crazy?!” you laugh, “how did you even think of that?”
he shrugs a bit, fingers digging into the doughy flesh of your hips as he tugs you closer to himself. meguru licks his lips, carefully so not to tug at the piercing, and gives a bit of a pout. “just felt like it,” he murmurs and leans in to nose at your neck. “can’t give my girl any kisses just yet, though.”
you slap his bicep playfully at the whine to his voice, then wrap your arms around his neck with a grin. “you got yourself into this, baby.”
bachira is an impatient man and acts on impulse instead of plan more often than not — and it so, it takes all of his self restraint not to push his tongue in your mouth for the next few days. what’s worse, he almost feels physically sick with withdrawal from the taste of you — from the feeling of your thighs trembling around his head, fingers tugging at the blonde hair at the nape of his neck as you moan oh, so sweetly.
luckily, he finds out patience has it’s perks weeks later — when you come within barely two minutes of the pretty silver jewelry making contact with your throbbing, soaking cunt <3
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helldustedstories · 2 months
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@madefate asked: ❛ i’m going to get you out of here. ❜ / blitz @ stolas!
200 random dialogue prompts // accepting
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Part of him had enjoyed the idea of Blitz coming to his aid, of his imp in shining armour swooping in to perform a daring rescue at the last minute. And even when Striker had tied him up in his cave, he didn't really take him seriously. After all, if Stella had hired him, how competent could he actually be? Plus, she wouldn't go so far as to hire someone to kill him; maybe rough him up a bit, but he was still Via's father. That meant something, even to Stella, didn't it?
It wasn't until Striker had stabbed him the first time that Stolas had actually started to believe that he might not live through the encounter. He had tried to fight back at that point, tried to petrify the cowboy, and when that didn't work, he'd tried to kick him away from him. But Stolas had never been a physical fighter. He had a very high pain tolerance, which had allowed him to keep his composure, going so far as to taunt his assailant…., but even that had only lasted so long.
The moment Striker turned his back on him, Stolas took a deep breath, trying to stay calm…., but that was the moment a single tear escaped his eyes, and he began to understand that he wasn't going to make it out of this cave. He wasn't going to get a chance to say goodbye to Via, to tell Blitz how he really felt…., nor any of the thousand other little things he'd be missing out on. Via graduating, growing up…..; he wouldn't be there.
Striker had beaten and stabbed him a few more times, and Stolas hadn't managed to keep from reacting any longer. But when he had the nerve to mention Octavia, it gave him another burst of bravado. Because it didn't matter what happened to him, but if he touched a feather on Octavia's head, there was nothing Stolas wouldn't do to destroy him.
It was then that he lost sense of his consciousness. Because the next thing he knew, he heard yelling and fighting from nearby. And for a moment, he was sure he was hallucinating; he thought he'd heard Blitz. But he wasn't here; he was off being a good dad, getting his daughter taken care of.
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He saw someone standing over him, and he blinked a few times, until his eye finally focused……only to see that it was Blitz.
"Blitz….," he whispered, swallowing hard. "You shouldn't be here; he'll hurt you too." It didn't matter what happened to him, as long as the people he cared about were safe.
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hiddencircus · 3 months
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⋆。🧸(BIG BEAR) MIKA TWITTER BANNERS! 𖦹* ˚. | requested by @akechizzz
likes & reblogs are appreciated! | reblog if use <3
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marble-pop · 3 months
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Was thinking about swapping garf and arlene's roles as well but I decided not 2
This was rlly fun 2 make! Might make more in the future!
I rlly gotta make a new tag for edits..
(Original comic under cut)
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thiefbi · 6 months
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POKEMON TYPE BI FLAGS.
GHOST TYPE BISEXUAL.
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For bisexuals who are ghost types, love the ghost type or are ghost type trainers!
FAIRY TYPE BISEXUAL.
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For bisexuals who are fairy types, love the fairy type or are fairy type trainers!
DRAGON TYPE BISEXUAL.
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For bisexuals who are dragon types, love the dragon type or are dragon type trainers!
ICE TYPE BISEXUAL.
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For bisexuals who are ice types, love the ice type or are ice type trainers!
POISON TYPE BISEXUAL.
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For bisexuals who are poison types, love the poison type or are poison type trainers!
FIGHTING TYPE BISEXUAL.
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For bisexuals who are fighting types, love the fighting type or are fighting type trainers!
PSYCHIC TYPE BISEXUAL.
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For bisexuals who are psychic types, love the psychic type or are psychic type trainers!
ELECTRIC TYPE BISEXUAL.
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For bisexuals who are electric types, love the electric type or are electric type trainers!
DARK TYPE BISEXUAL.
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For bisexuals who are dark types, love the dark type or are dark type trainers!
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nervocat · 11 days
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Felt like showing you guys how I dress for concerts. Had to have my mom put my hair in a bun bc it wasn't poofy like usual so I couldn't have my normal hairstyle 💔💔 (pic under cut, my face is not visible)
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00sgoth · 4 months
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─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── › ﹙ OPEN STARTER ﹚
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the perks of a video store job ( when he wasn't fired , anyway ) would always be the inability to stay too bored [ ... ] with limitless films to rot your brain with for the next six hours at your fingertips. and thank god —— it was late enough for him to hopefully not worry about the snot nosed brats clinging to their mother's leg and crying over his preferred macabre selection. it was way past their bedtime.
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with his back pressed into the counter and eyes fixated on the displayed television spewing blood and violence —— not even the sound of a customer entering the doors out of his peripheral would turn him away. instead , black painted nails would reach out to turn down the cranked volume by a few notches before they had time to complain [ ... ] and he finally called over his shoulder without looking away from the ongoing terror. ❛❛ we close in ten minutes. ❜❜
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ncvabcrn · 1 month
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"you may think you've won, but you've only made me ascend into the GARGOYLE i was destined to be!"
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noisolpxe · 15 days
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i ate so much dairy while drunk pls pray for me
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cagcdlxve · 5 months
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@brokeassgoing ⋆˙⟡ an accidental encounter
Okay, maybe, perhaps, she was just a tiiiiiny bit too easy to please. Though at this very moment, Lilith did NOT have any problems with that!
She was so enamored with every building, every person, even every piece of trash ( which she picked up; she is a protector of nature after all ) that she just had to see it all! Oh, but there was a lot to see.
At this moment she was marveling just below the cliffs of a massive city! Full of tall buildings and sights and sounds; her eyes glittered at the sight of such wonders she was about to experience.
never before had she been so free.
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"Oh!! It's so beautiful!!" She cried out loud, turning to the ( poor soul ) person who happened to be passing by. "Isn't this just the most wonderful thing you have ever seen in your life!"
She pointed to the massive city landscape, not noticing who she was talking to in the slightest.
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