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#BACK ON THE OLD GRIND
the-kipsabian · 1 month
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saw a take so fucking rancid on twitter i almost deleted the entire app from my phone jesus fucking christ
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first of all ao3 is an archive site. this is like going to the library and saying "oh i dont like this" on every piece of media you find that you dislike and thinking they should be stamped with some sort of a marker just cause you didnt like it
you can always click back and leave. fic writers owe you nothing to explain themselves and their creations. if they have mistagged or miscategorized fics, then i understand, however there are report tools for that instead of yelling at the artist tbh
im not saying free works arent necessarily above criticism. but this is just. fucking wild. its common courtesy to just enjoy stuff (or fucking leave if you dont, the back button is free) and if the artist specifically asks for critiques, then give one - constructive that is, shitting all over someones work is not proper criticism, mind you
i just find it fucking wild people are treating art and archive sites as social media these days like this and everything needs to be policed and ~catered to the algorithm~ like. no. ao3 doesnt have an algorithm. you should be able to fucking tell what you like and what you dont like and steer away from that kind of content and let people fucking be with their art. they dont owe you anything (except trigger warnings i'd argue, but i know some people disagree with that as well for some reason), and imagine how much more energy you'd have if you only engaged with things you liked and spent time looking at instead of going to places where you dont enjoy yourself. let alone spending time telling other people you dont enjoy what they enjoy. what a fucking life
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bruhstation · 5 months
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compilation of mostly gordon stuff I've never posted here
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vmp3ater · 2 months
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fu xuan x gn! reader
warnings. dom! reader, sub! fu xuan, thigh riding, orgasm denial. written by a minor.
notes. hi first work 🤑‼️
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fu xuans fingers curled into your shirt, breathily whining through her gritted teeth as she rode your thigh like it was a work assignment. your cheeks started heating up as you felt her soaked cunt drag against your pants, making her juices stain the rough fabric as she dragged her sensitive clit against your thigh.
“mh-hah,” fu xuan pathetically whined as she tried her damndest to please herself on your thigh, pathetic begs and mewls escaping from her with every drag along your leg. “wanna cum, wanna—“
“i know, sweet girl. i know,” you soothed, yet your voice was teasing. as one of your hands grabbed the side of her waist, you dug your nails into the flesh as you guided her along your leg, trying to get some sort of friction on your leg, but failing to do so. you bucked your leg up gently, trying to assist her to get off on you even though you promised her that this is the only way she’ll get off.
fu xuans pretty, breathy moans picked up in pitch, gripping your shirt harder as she felt herself getting closer, breathily moaning every time the rough feeling grazed her clit every time she rocked her hips with your guidance, treating her like she was just some ragdoll trying to get off on your thigh.
you could tell she was close as well. the way she gripped your shoulders with such fervor and the way she's aggressively rutting against your thigh like a wild animal in heat, and you can’t help your amusement with that. your cheeks heated up once more as you smirked up at her current state. she was about to cum, but you didn’t let her.
because you’re cruel.
“uh-uh, you’re not cumming yet,” you reprimanded, but it was more quiet than an actual scold. you put her grinding to a halt, the stop making her whine from the loss of friction. “not until i say so.”
“n-no, no, please, please.” fu xuan was quick to protest, the high of her orgasm fading agonizingly slowly. pathetic whimpering could be heard from the master diviner above you, eyes glassy with need and desperation.
“i thought you were my good girl, master diviner?” you mused, gliding your hands along her bare thighs slowly, looking up at her with fake pity. “we’ve barely just begun, you know.”
fu xuan contains her excitement and her curiosity of what you’ll do next, but if you deny her any more orgasms she doesn’t know if she’ll last long. you guide her on your leg again as soon as her upcoming orgasm fades, soft whimpers escaping from the master diviner as you make her ride your thigh again.
“put on a show for me, and maybe i’ll consider rewarding you.”
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skitskatdacat63 · 2 months
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"If you asked me yesterday or last week if we had any chance to be in the top five, or even fighting for the podium, I would tell you no. Now, I don't know if I can be so sure, so...let's try."
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Good news: no more 6 AM commute 😴🛏️✨💖🙌
Bad news: got laid off 3 weeks early with 2 hours notice and no reference 💀❌🙃⏳👎
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lotus-lamps · 4 months
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im not late YOU'RE late (man whats with me and niko related celebration art and being late with it)
this did not turn out the way i wanted to but. oh well.
HOWEVER. I GOT A NEW APPLE PEN FOR CHRISTMAS. SO. INCREASED ART MOTIVATION AND ART CAPABILITIES LETS GOOOOOOOOO
also yes i AM obnoxious enough to put my watermark in the middle of the drawing. yes new watermark. old one was boring lol. plus i rarely go by cozm now
okay bye bye enjoy your break!
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pizzapizzeria · 21 days
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I’ve been planning this story out for a while and since it’s finally done, I’m proud to present to you….
Back to the old grind: part 1.
“EEEYEOWWW!!” The Italian Chef woke with a scream, Not only had he fallen asleep at the counter of his Pizzeria, but he had the same dream he’d been having for weeks. “Hey Pep, you alright?” said Gustavo, putting a comforting hand on Peppino’s shoulder.
“What’ya think Gus?” Mr. Stick spoke, counting his money.
“He’s been having the same dream for almost a month, he probably won’t be alright for a while!”
Gustavo was about to reply to Stick’s rude comment but Peppino stopped him.
“No, he’s-a right, I don’t think I’ll-a forget that tower for a long-a time.” he sighed.
With a heavy heart, Peppino rubbed his eyes and stood up, feeling the weight of exhaustion and anxiety.
“Every time I close my eyes, I can-a still see their faces, I can’t-a even hear the ticking of a clock without-a feeling anxious, I’m a mess.” Peppino rubbed his temple in frustration, he just wanted to live his life but those memories just wouldn’t let him, and his debt problems weren’t helping him either.
“Don’t worry Pep, sure, that Tower was a very rough experience for you, but it’s over now and those guys won’t be coming back anytime soon, you have nothing to worry about.” reassured Gustavo, trying to ease Peppino's troubled mind.
“Thanks, I needed to hear-a that, I’m going to take out-a the trash.” as Peppino picked up the garbage bags and headed for the alley, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in his mind.
“Get it-a together man! It’s dark out! No one’s going to be here!” Peppino then heard a faint dripping sound, it was thick and it didn’t sound like water, it sounded like some kind of sloppy substance.
“H-Hello? Is anyone there?!” Peppino shouted, trying to stay calm, but that small bit of confidence shattered when a familiar face stepped out from the shadows, It was his tall, misshapen clone from the Tower, it smiled a crooked smile as it made eye contact with Peppino. Its twisted features and wide eyes sent a shiver down Peppino's spine as he took an involuntary step back.
“H̸e̶l̴l̵o̵ ̵t̸h̵e̴r̴e̵.”
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geedevotee · 1 year
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ok a bullets specific miku would have been kind of bland so i just went w/ teal roots gerard's look since duh doy miku has teal hair !!! rendering style is kinda all over the place i spent the past 4 months mainly just sketching so i gotta relearn my own technique LMFAO
alsoooo if you're a fan of mcr's harder songs you should check out my favorite vocaloid producer Utsu-p 😈 he's heavy metal orientated and a genius
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couchcouchcouchcouch · 11 months
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ha HA! Ive done it, Ive drawn art!
fun fact, i was caught up on thrilling intent probably between 5 and 7 years ago now! Now I am restarting the show, and realizing I have now seen less than half of it before, and remember EVEN LESS THAN THAT!
currently I have just finished The Gods Are Gone, so no please no spoilers of what happens past that point. Like I said, I remember so little! Wizard Highschool was about the limit of where I could remember what was going to happen next, and even those memories were fuzzy.
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millenari · 6 months
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yall ever think about this shit
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b4kuch1n · 10 months
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dip pen ink comm round 3! for one Bakugames, one Mouse, and one Sol
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topgunreacts · 11 months
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Okay now more IceMav A/B/O
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risingsunresistance · 6 months
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selenealwayscries · 1 year
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im actually posting skins again yayyyyyy <- exhausted
ive been missing him for the entire day so i spent like 6 hours in front of my laptop making this
the link to it will be in the reblogs as usual o7
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teashadephoenix · 3 months
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...annnnnd I lost my new job before I even had a chance to start. apparently I am unprofessional. for asking to start two days later than they scheduled me, bc it conflicts with my schedule at my current job.
because leaving your current employer in a lurch with nobody to cover your shifts is heckin professional dontcha know.
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pizzapizzeria · 18 days
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Since part one did really well, here’s what happened next.
Back to the old grind: Part 2.
Gustavo and Mr. Stick were still waiting inside the pizzeria for Peppino to come back inside from taking out the trash.
“Geez, he doesn’t take this long.” Gustavo muttered, starting to feel worried.
He was about to head outside and check on him when there was a frantic banging from outside.
“HELP!! HELP!! OPEN-A THE DOOR!!” Peppino shouted.
When Gustavo flung the door open, Peppino was a hyperventilating mess, he seemed more than afraid, he seemed traumatized.
“What happened?! Are you alright?!” said a concerned Gustavo, letting Peppino prop himself up on his pet rat, Brick.
“T-That-a thing from the tower, it’s-a right outside…” Peppino said between frantic gasps for air.
Gustavo was shocked, that was the last thing he thought he’d hear but he tried to think rationally about the situation. “Well, I guess they ARE coming back after all, why don’t you bring it inside and ask what they want?” suggested the gnome, trying to give Peppino his best advice.
“Gus, are you insane?! Letting that-a thing in my pizzeria?! No way!!” Peppino normally listened to what Gustavo would tell him, but the idea of bringing his clone inside his restaurant was the last thing he wanted to do.
“Might as well listen to him Pep, besides what’s the worst thing that could happen?” Stick said, oblivious to what that clone truly looked like, he knew it existed and saw a glimpse of him when escaping the Tower but he never got a good look up close.
“Oh Dio Mio, you’ll see soon enough.” scolded the Italian Chef, before he went outside to fetch the clone.
When he re-entered the pizzeria with his look-alike following close behind, Gustavo was definitely unsettled by the clone’s appearance but tried to be his usual polite self but Mr. Stick was horrified.
“AAAAAH!!” Stick grabbed his huge bag of money and tried swinging it around in self-defense, but it was too heavy and he fell flat on his face.
“G-Get away from us, you monster!!” He shouted, trying to scare the clone away but something unexpected happened instead, Peppino’s look-alike began to tear up, and his long arms reached up to wipe away his tears.
“I̴’̶m̶ ̵t̵h̷e̴ ̵m̵o̶n̴s̵t̸e̶r̷?̷ ̴” The clone whimpered, feeling hurt by Stick’s hurtful words, he then began to sob uncontrollably.
“W-Wait, what’s-a wrong?! Why are you crying?!” said a shocked Peppino, maybe his look-alike wasn’t completely heartless after all.
“H̷e̴ ̸w̸a̵s̸ ̸r̵i̴g̸h̵t̴,̵ ̷I̸’̷m̵ ̴j̵u̷s̵t̴ ̴a̵ ̴m̸i̷s̶t̶a̸k̴e̵.̴ ̶” The clone kneeled down to Peppino’s height and held him close.
“What? Who would say something like that?” Gustavo said, trying his best to comfort Peppino’s look-alike.
“P̵i̸z̸z̷a̷H̸e̴a̴d̵.” The clone said inbetween sniffles, and that name made Peppino’s blood boil.
“What did he-a do to you?” Peppino said between gritted teeth, and that’s when Peppino’s look-a like began to tell his story.
To be continued….
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