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the-stray-liger · 1 year
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Still super anxious about uploading art but trying to get back into the habit of doing that. Have a little Miriam
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caiabresebun · 10 months
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creature comms for @inkkiiro thank you :D
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desceros · 4 months
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do you ever think about casey pressing his forehead to april's door after she goes to bed and just. longing to be normal. longing for the permission to go inside. longing to be something more to her besides her brother's broken son.
also leo's sad. so it's just another chapter of symphony.
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eatyoursparkout · 8 months
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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: The Transformers (IDW Generation One), Transformers - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Getaway/Rodimus | Rodimus Prime Characters: Rodimus | Rodimus Prime, Getaway (Transformers) Additional Tags: Sexual Roleplay, Sexual Coercion, Power Play, Spark Sexual Interfacing (Transformers), Sticky Sexual Interfacing (Transformers), Consensual But Not Safe Or Sane, Verbal Humiliation, Voyeurism, Phone Sex, Bondage, Electrocution, Overstimulation, Orgasm Delay/Denial, No Aftercare Summary: Putting himself at Getaway's mercy like this is probably one of the worst ideas that Rodimus has ever had. Still, it's only pretend, right?
Or, the one where Rodimus wants to be blackmailed into sex and quickly finds himself in over his head.
It’s done!! 🎉
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sgterso · 1 year
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" she has no loyalty to any person or cause except herself. she should have been left in jail. "
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fightaers · 3 months
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reporting for the weekend 🫡 hope everyone's having a grand time, and i hope i'll get around to answering the drafts and all the asks !! if you'd like to interact, pls feel free to approach me directly or interact with my one-liner starter call hehe ♡
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miss617 · 9 months
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An "artistic" rendering of a typical conversation with me.
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sithdestined · 2 years
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anyway if Anakin isn’t the MOST dramatic bitch on all of coruscant tbh
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elysian-noctuary · 3 months
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More info on Haibara's technique
GRADE LEVELS: Grade two, Semi first grade.
Student verse: He didn't take anything as seriously as the others did, and consistently slacked off. Not only in academics, but also his training of becoming a jujutsu sorcerer. With not studying/training like his peers, his grade remained at grade two. Professional verse: Semi first grade. Once he got himself on track after nearly losing his life, Haibara took his new responsibilities much more serious. Studying and training like the rest, Haibara's abilities improved tremendously. Though, still tries to keep a light, and fun work/life balance. He wasn't really interested in rising in rank, so he was okay with being a semi grade 1, they're pretty strong too!
OVERALL CURSED ENERGY: Moderate - strong
Coming from a family of non sorcerers, his overall cursed energy was quite low to begin with. As time came along and his abilities manifested, his cursed energy output grew in time used. With no innate ability to rely on, he struggled a lot finding his groove when it came to the new part of his life. After his incident, he took his training far more seriously. He didn't want to be the slacker who had to rely on everyone else anymore. He trained by himself a lot outside of classes to try to make up for lost time, and eventually was promoted to semi first grade. If someone recommends him for another promotion, sweet! But if not, that's okay too.
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dastardlydaemon · 4 months
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From the inbox call <3
It is not often—or at all—that the lady of Runestone would openly display any acts of affection. In the eyes of her court, and others, Rhea Royce was a solitary ruler. Strong, definitive, and serious on the matter of her land, though nevertheless: solitary. They're used to this image, though. It's common to accept Rhea without the companion of the dragon prince at her side. The title 'husband' after all, was only simply that—a title. Until of course, the court of Runestone witnessed it themselves: the frequency with which the King's brother seems to be visiting Runestone.
Perhaps it were the upcoming winter making itself known by the dropping temperature, or perhaps she'd put the thought of anybody being able to witness this aside, but Rhea approaches her lord husband now across the threshold connecting between two buildings, her pace quickening as she nears, until her bare hands slot right into his. Then, and only then, she breathes a slight sigh of relief.
"Apologies, husband." Rhea manages only after those few seconds have passed. When she looks up to him from under her lashes, there is a certain... bashfulness which one often would not have thought to connect to the strict woman she otherwise is. Rhea adds, "The weather is growing cold and you—are warm." Rhea's already reddened cheek grows even redder at the confession; she squeezes his hand then, as though attempting to absorb all the warmth that she could in the mere seconds, before embarrassment teaches her to be aware of decorum.
She takes her hands back, and attempts to busy it by brushing away at her hair.
⤙ ✢ ⤚ it just so happened that prince daemon had disembarked from his glorious steed for a morning flight after he had done his usual sparring in the courtyard. even if it had been the dead of winter that never stopped daemon from carrying on with his routines. he had just taken off his gloves and placed them tucked onto his belt as he headed towards the house. he hadn't expected to run into his lady wife assuming she would be well into her own set of duties of running her house.
the duties of a lord consort were hardly anything other than looking pretty and supporting her while she did most of the real work around the runestones. when he had been younger he despised that fate. it hurt his pride. rendering a deep wound to it. to be nothing but support when he was more than capable of doing much more than that. but as the years passed and maturity gave way to confidence in his own power, daemon did not much detest rhea for her role. and it hardly detracted from who he was. everyone knew what he was capable of and now he was also building his very own kingdom after conquering it and claiming it for his own.
speaking of said kingdom, construction was still well underway and he had come here to look in on his wife while after he had settled what needed to be done for the time being. they had both grown accustomed now to their back and forth. sometimes he came to her and other times she did to see how things were going. because when it would all be done, it was expected that they would finally make a home there and she would have her own little new kingdom to rule over.
he was pleasantly surprised by her sudden appearance out of nowhere and watched quite mesmerized as she rushed over toward him. something that wasn't very like her, poised and stern lord of runestone self she often ventured to maintain. but as daemon had grown to know her, really and fully know her, he had been met with a version of her that was only for him. at times shy and other times bashful but often with an underlying playfulness that was not as in your face as his brand of it could be. and he had found himself growing quite aware of how much he adored that side of her.
a slow smirk curled his lips as his gaze fell on hers. their height difference showing as they stood before one another. he let her take his heat to warm her very cold hands -- they were opposites in that regard and it was something she had often sought from him whenever she could manage it. while he willingly gave to her. ' there's no need for apologies, my lady. my warmth is yours to steal. although, ' he leaned close, ' isn't this show you are making out here in the open where all eyes can see us, very intimate for the lady of runestone? or have i corrupted you this much? '
it wasn't until she pulled her hands away from him and decided to fuss with her hair in an attempt he assumed to steady her apparent self-consciousness that he reached for both hands once again and pulled them into his own. then soon placed his riding gloves in the palm of one of her own. ' you may borrow these while you return to your duties. they'll keep you warm in my place. until i take over tonight in our chambers. '
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waterghostype · 10 days
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volume cw (i tried lowering it but jic. also loud swearing)
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acidsaladd · 26 days
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kick ass and then some
[id: it is two digital drawings of nya from ninjago. the first one is a colores drawing of her; she is mid kick, one leg thrown up, knee close to her chest and foot tucked close to her thigh, while the other is on the ground. she has her torso twisted to the side, one hand clenched in a fist and coming up to cover the side of her face while the other punches out straight. she is wearing a black splrts bra and loose blue pants. her hands are covered in bandages and her one visible foot is bare. next to that, on the bottom right, theres a headshot of her with her head thrown back as she laughs. her eyes are closed and shes blushing, her hair ruffled with her laugh./end id]
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arcadeplayer-nickonz · 3 months
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saw @sorrelpaws 's dtiys pop up on my recommended page once more and thought why not join in- even if it's late as heck!
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sorrelpaws · 5 months
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happy birthday rick and morty i love posting time-sensitive art on the correct dates
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casualavocados · 7 months
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Wetlanders call it "the Waste." It is the Three-Fold Land. A shaping stone to make us, a testing ground to prove our worth, and a punishment for the sin. What sin? Nobody remembers, it was so long ago.
Ayoola Smart as AVIENDHA in THE WHEEL OF TIME 2.05 | Damane
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fadedday · 2 days
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Courtney Smith
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