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ylissebian Β· 4 months
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HAPPILY PHOREVERAFTER πŸ’—
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confessedlyfannish Β· 6 months
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DP x DC Prompt #7
Robin is heretofore thought to be alone when he swings his katana behind him, almost catching the Adam's apple of his mother's new lover.
"Whoopsie!" Danny says, taking an agile step back, as if Robin's slice was a slip of the hand rather than a deliberate and likely fatal attack.
"What are you doing here," Robin demands, mask hiding the momentary widen of his eyes. No one sneaks up on the heir of Batman, least of all his mother's latest toy.
"I wanted to chat, just you and I," Danny says, as if they are standing on a sidewalk and not the rooftop of a forty floor building in the dead of night, Robin in full costume. "I know you were kinda caught off guard yesterday night."
"I was not caught off guard."
This is a lie. Yesterday night when Talia had appeared at the latest Wayne Charity Ball as the date of Daniel Fenton, an up-and-coming name in renewable energy, Father's dumbfounded look had been nothing less than genuine.
And even the Annoyance had choked on his non-alcoholic champagne when Talia had instructed Damian to greet his "new stepfather".
"Talia," Danny had said levelly, running a hand over hers placed delicately in the crook of his arm, "Remember how we were going to break this gently?"
"Darling, Al Ghuls do not require a gentle break," Talia had replied.
"What is happening," Tim had quietly muttered, squinting at the contents of his glass suspiciously. "What."
Tonight Danny is as calm as he was the previous night, looking amused if anything. Damian resists the urge to take another swing at him. Mother would probably not like that. Danny's affections towards her had seemed quite genuine, his eyes often on her with a light Damian reluctantly recognized from Grayson's many dalliances. And dare he say it, Mother had seemed to reciprocate.
"My mistake. Still," Danny says, "I was hoping to speak with you alone."
"I do not require another father," Damian says promptly. This is true. He already has a father, and a Grayson, and the other annoyances, and Alfred. "And you should not be speaking to a...minor...without their guardian present." He does not like saying this, as he is fully capable of being his own guardian, but Dick had been adamant once updated by Tim and Barbara that should Damian come in contact with Danny alone he was to say as such. He had extracted a promise from Damian after a high-pitched lecture via video call going on nigh an hour. Damian had been waterboarded, twice, and would have preferred a third time to one of Grayson's seminars on "stranger danger" and "parental custody". It had prevented him from going on patrol with Batman, who had left shortly after the gala, presumably to meet with his mother.
Batman had not succeeded, returning without a word. Red Hood, cackling, had pulled up behind him to congratulate Damian on his new "daddy" and loudly tell Oracle how Bruce had gotten an eyeful. An eyeful of what, Damian wasn't sure, and asking only made Jason laugh harder and Dick yell from the Batcomputer.
"Good thing I'm speaking to Robin, then," Danny says with a grin. Damian updates his mental file on the man to less of a goody two-shoes than previously thought. "And like I said last night, I'm not here to overstep."
"Then?" Robin asks crossing his arms.
"You and I are a lot alike, actually," Danny says. Despite the chill of the night, wind whipping at his hair, he seems very comfortable in his t-shirt and jeans.
Damian scoffs and Danny holds his hands up.
"Okay, I deserved that one. What I mean is, and bear with me here, I had a lot going on when I was your age, and my parents weren't always super...present. Their work kept them pretty distracted as we got older and more independent."
The background check they'd run indicated Danny's parents were scientists, his sister a therapist and women's self-defense instructor. The man himself had nothing remarkable on his record beyond a public intoxication charge in his early twenties, but that hardly meant anything. Talia Al Ghul's public record was nothing short of exemplary, one of the many facts that had made the judge reluctant to grant Bruce full custody.
"And listen, I know the way I was raised in the midwest is vastly different from your upbringing, and comparing the two would likely be condescending and a disservice to you, but I also know that while I liked my independence, I wish I had been able to talk to my parents more when things got tough."
"I fail to understand what you are saying," Damian says flatly. "Are you instructing me to speak to my parents as you believe I am having a hard time? And your basis for this incredibly incorrect hypothesis is you were once a teenager whose parents were neglectful? Also, this is certainly overstepping."
Danny's smile is sheepish. "It is, isn't it?"
Damian turns to leave.
"What I'm trying to say," Danny says loudly. "Is that I intend to stay in Gotham. I have some things I need to see to here so I'll be here a while.
"And this is important to me because--"
"Talia will be staying." When Damian continues to stare at him blankly, he clarifies: "With me. Here. I mean, we definitely will go on a honeymoon at some point, even though I'm not sure we're actually married no matter what Talia says about that ceremony--"
"Tt. Grandfather will never let Mother simply galavant around."
"You don't need to worry about Ra's any more," Danny says, straightening. His voice is firm and certain. "He won't be bothering you or your mother."
"That's impossible," Damian says sharply.
"You can ask Talia yourself." Danny pulls out a card. "This is the hotel we're staying at. Room 805. You are right that you definitely shouldn't come without your father's permission, but if he's alright with it please feel free."
Danny takes a step closer, and if Damian's quick grip on his katana bothers him he doesn't show it.
"I mean it Robin. I'm not saying Talia's going to petition for joint custody, and I'll make sure Batman knows that as well. I just want you to know she's here. If you ever want to...see her."
He holds out the card until Damian plucks it from his hand with a growl.
"And also, Damian?"
"What?" Damian snaps.
"Your mom talks about you all the time. I think she'd like to see you too."
"Tt." Damian says, eyes darting down to the card. When they flick back up, Danny is gone.
Damian pulls a quick 360, sword drawn, but the man is nowhere to be seen.
"Robin," Batman says in his comm. "Need you on the west docks."
His comm line was open the whole time, he realizes, but Oracle is uncharacteristically silent. A further investigation shows no time has passed since Danny arrived at the roof. Only the card clenched in his fist indicates he was ever there.
"On my way," Damian says, sheathing his weapon.
Hmph. Of course. His mother is no fool, least of all in her selection of lovers.
Upon arriving at the cave later that night, Damian exits the clock at the rear of the group.
"Father," he says as he clears the threshold. "I wish to spend time with Mother and Stepfather at their earliest convenience. Perhaps tomorrow after school."
Everyone stops still, turning to look back at him. Tim pauses mid-stretch, Steph's jaw drops, and Cassie smiles pleasantly at him. Even Alfred, a tray of freshly baked cookies in hand, blinks at him.
Bruce's mouth opens and closes, wordlessly.
"Absolutely not!" Dick Grayson screeches from the other end of the hallway, dufflebag in hand. Behind him Jason grasps the doorway, doubled over in laughter.
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gaycrittercentral Β· 1 year
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Teehee two meme redraws for the price of one!! Based on this comic and this thread of big dogs gettin picked up and being confused. Although in Sam’s case I guess it’s less confusion and more concern lmao, like buddy you got toothpicks for legs you can’t be doin this…….
Also rip to that Barbie whose head Max definitely bit off and consumed in a terrifying display. Hey at least he didn’t break the neck peg somehow those are fragile!
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verraising Β· 2 months
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i am short of breath standing next to you. i am out of my depth at this altitude. -β™‘-
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skitskatdacat63 Β· 7 months
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Boy King AU | Vettonso + Martian | 1.3k
There's something about putting the future emperor of the Holy Realm on his knees like this. About how easily he goes, how willingly, how obediently. What would his adoring public think if they could see him now. If they saw their beloved king pressed down like this, in the cramped space between Fernando's legs. When they realized their little boy king took it likeΒ he was a little concubine instead.Β 
Fernando's bitterness is lifted away in moments like these, like taking off a heavy cloak on a winter's day. It was hard to feel humiliated about his own situation when watching Sebastian debase himself like this.Β 
He always gives himself up so easily. When Fernando threaded his fingers through his thick curls. When he pulled them, and then when he pressed his face down further down into the vee of his legs.Β  Sebastian rubbed his cheek into the coarse fabric of Fernando's breeches and blinked up at him. Fernando had to smother an embarrassing sound; he was just like a little cat!
Sebastian quirked his lips up into an odd little smile and slightly rose up on his knees, "What's funny?" Fernando swallowed lightly and schooled his face back into being impassive, "Nothing. As you were." Sebastian simply smirked at him and let himself be pushed back down by the fist clenched in his hair.Β 
Fernando scoffed internally, there was only so much pleasure in putting the other man in his place when he instead acted like this, this degrading action, was his birthright. He took to ruling and indulging in carnal pleasures as if they were of equal gravity. To be privileged to hold such high station and also let himself be taken apart like this…Fernando felt embarrassed for him.
He is dragged away from his musings when Sebastian moved to settle his hands in Fernando's lap, clutching his hips over the fabric and slightly squeezing; Fernando fought against the urge to shiver. Sebastian pushed up the skirt of Fernando's waistcoat and smoothed his hands over the opening flap of his breeches.
His eyes darted up at Fernando again, a daft smile on his face. Fernando scowled at him, "What?" Seb's grin sharpened, "You could stand to be a little more gracious. This is your future emperor, and future husband might I add, kneeling for you on this dirty, depraved, derelict- ah–" Fernando tugged on his hair again and hissed, "Well then, why don't you show me how eager you are to perform your marital duties?"Β 
Seb licked his lips, completely unconcerned by Fernando's annoyance, and unbuttoned one side of the closure to Fernando's breeches and moved to open the other–
The door to the carriage flew open, arrival announcement dying on a wheezing breath as the servant took in the image the two kings made. One splayed across the seat, exuding power, the other kneeled, debauched, between the former's legs.Β 
One would be hard pressed to determine which was higher on the totem of power and titles.Β 
There was something gratifying about this to Fernando, about being caught. He had been humiliated enough throughout the entire courtship, what was one more thing? And, certainly, what was one more thing if he could drag Sebastian down into the dirt with him.Β 
"Oh Mark, don't act so abashed! It's nothing you haven't seen before, in fact, we have been in this very position not even a fortnight ago!"
Oh. Yes. That.Β 
It was hard to be completely pleased when he remembered how Sebastian had already spent years prior to their engagement sampling the palace's ample selection of fellow high-born men.Β And how all those men seemed to be completely and utterly wrapped around his little finger.
Fernando released his hand from Sebastian's hair as if it had burned him. He did not understand why he felt ashamed with Mark looking in on them like this. Fernando was the one marrying Sebastian, not Mark; Mark was just a lowly courtier who had the esteemed duty of spending practically every waking hour with the brat…something he himself was decidedly not looking forward to.Β 
Sebastian stayed kneeling, staring impassively up at Mark, still fiddling with the clasp on Fernando's breeches. Fernando gritted his teeth and looked up from where he was watching Sebastian's clever little hands; Mark stared back at him placidly.Β 
Mark's indifference made the entire situation worse. Fernando now felt as if he was not doing anything unique, not doing anything particularly new. How many other men had Mark caught Seb with in this exact position? Fernando felt like he was just another plaything of the boy king, soon to be boy emperor, except his position was forever, permanent. He was the "Kept King", the king who only kept his throne due to the whims of a boy who doesn't even understand what power is.
Mark coughed, "Well," he says, "Your Majesty, I do believe you have a meeting to attend." Seb pouted at him and whined, "We were just getting to the main course," but still braced himself on Fernando's thighs and got up off the carriage floor.Β 
Seb pranced down the steps Mark had placed next to the carriage, miming tripping sown the stairs, snickering when his action made Mark reflexively reach out to grab him, and then playfully skipped off the final step.Β 
Fernando couldn't help but stare as Mark made the weirdest grimace in response, and he inexplicably felt all his mortification seep away from him. Huh. Maybe Mark is-
Seb then turned around and frowned at him, seemingly disappointed, but his eyes are deceivingly sharp, "Fernando, I regret to inform you that I have other duties I must attend to, you will simply have to wait." He then grinned up at Mark next to him and giggled as the other man stiffened when Sebastian looped both of his arms through Mark's.Β 
He leaned all his weight on the other man, Mark not so much as shifting his weight, "Oh Mark, won't you carry me back to the palace? I'm so very tired after all the horse riding," Seb looked up at him imploringly.
Fernando observed as Mark rolled his eyes and shrugged off the man, though notably not pulling his arm from Seb's grasp, and he got the distinct feeling that this exact scene had been played out countless times before.Β 
Fernando clenched his jaw as he watched Seb turn and saunter off, Mark trotting alongside him like a loyal dog. Fernando was supposed to be the unaffected one in this partnership, the unflustered one, the unconcerned one. And yet here he stood, in broad daylight, in a foreign kingdom, on the steps of a carriage with his breeches half unbuttoned and his cravat in disarray.Β 
He heard a cough from beside him, jolted and looked to the side. Sebastian's loyal Horse Master stood there, lounging against the side of the carriage. Fernando had forgotten who had even been driving the carriage in the first place. After Seb has let himself be pushed down, his hair still windswept from their ride together, everything else seemed to fade away. His thoughts were reduced only to how he could mess up the younger man's hair further.Β 
Jenson grinned at him wolfishly, and casually crossed his legs,Β  "First time?" he inquired. Fernando glared at him. The other man laughed openly at him, "What? He's a busy man with big prospects. You're not his majesty's only conquest, you know. Now your throne on the other hand…"
Fernando seethed, it was one thing to be humiliated by the future emperor, but to be patronized by the king's horse boy? No. It would simply not do. He closed his eyes in annoyance, pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaled, and prepared a speech about how he was not about to be talked down to by a man who didn't even have a throne to speak of!Β 
But when he opened his eyes again and opened his mouth to begin his tirade, Jenson was already wandering away to tend to the horses. Dios mΓ­o, Fernando was not mentally prepared to spend the rest of his life with all of these impertinent morons.Β 
#i love how i kept saying to people: no no i shant write any fic for this. only art.#me like two weeks later: hey guys :)#this is just: i was sitting in class and had a drawing idea but then im obv not drawing *this* in class so my brain went into narrative mod#not exactly 'baby's first ficlet!!!' but moreso ive not written in a while so i hope its alright???#but aaahhh this was actually pretty fun!! idk i think it was bcs i was also being brainrotted by the image of seb kneeling....#maybe ill draw it. but it felt like something that needed the context of narrative and not just oo here is a drawing!#anyways you can always ask me for a directors cut-(PLEASE PLEAE BEGGING PLEASE)#see this is why im not cut out for writing fic#its not like i dont think it can speak for itself. more that im just an overly reflective person who wants to explain all my thoughts#if i wrote fic itd really be just: chapter 1. chapter 1.5 chapter 2. chapter 2.5#anyways i think its pretty obvious but this is before their wedding and just like peak bitterness.#well not peak. peak would be the first year- first few months of their marriage#but this is fernando who is only just realizing how naive all his expectations of seb were and getting a glimpse of his future#but mostly: mindgames and power play and: whos actually really winning?#also my god jense is literally the best chara in this au. he is vibing and basically just witnessing ye olde reality tv#mark and fernando are always in a weird powerplay with seb(even if seb isnt even consiously doing so) and jense is just free from it all#hmm now how does one go about tagging fic#vettonso#f1 fanfic#formula 1 fanfic#f1#formula 1#martian#sebmark#also idk why im always so concerned abt tagging when im basically just writing this for my little boy king following i have somehow formed#hahaha! it is art to me!:#catie.art.#boy king au
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nella--fantasia Β· 4 months
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πŸ’™β‹† ⸝ Nella and Qi dream boys ⸝ β‹†πŸ’™
🌟 Deneb The Silent Stargazer 🌟
β–ͺ︎ 13 years old
Deneb, the eldest son of Nella and Qi, shares his mother's deafness but discovers a unique form of communication through the stars. Quiet and shy, he finds solace in the vastness of the night sky, diving into the wonders of astronomy. Unable to hear even with implant, Deneb still embraces the vibrations of music and becomes a silent observer of the celestial melodies.
πŸ”§Leo The Adventurous EngineerπŸ”§
β–ͺ︎ 10 years old
Leo, the middle son is a spirited adventurer with a curiosity that matches the endless expanse of the Eufaula Desert. Always eager to learn, he spends countless hours crafting machines and other tech stuff, he is the little shadow assistant behind everything Qi does. Leo's boundless energy and inquisitive nature make him the family's little engineer, constantly seeking new challenges and exciting discoveries.
πŸ‘Ύ Zero The Tech Prodigy πŸ‘Ύ
β–ͺ︎ 7 years old
The youngest and a mirror image of Qi, Zero is the master mind of the family. He’s a tech prodigy with the ability to hack into any device, but Zero's intelligence often lands him into troubles...Despite his mischievous tendencies, Zero shares an unspoken and strong bond with his older brother Deneb finding a unique language that transcends the need for words.
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defeateddetectives Β· 6 months
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was having natsume's book of friends vs. matoba's book of enemies* thoughts again while waiting for the subway earlier today as one does and thinking about their default standing at the start of not just the series but also their lives and then throughout
many others have written probably far more coherently about this being a story about different takes on legacy which never ever stops to fascinate me but the way that natsume starts his life born as grandchild of reiko who vanished into obscurity but was immensely powerful and able to make contracts with immensely powerful yokai (often after beating them through either simple friendly games or trickery but never cruelty) and grows up with no real sense of connectedness with family until much later and inherited this collection of contracts that he now takes it upon himself to release them from these contracts as a way to restore the balance :)
and matoba who is born into notoriety into the strongest clan of exorcists (who by definition eradicate yokai) growing up with an identity impossible to extricate from his family and inheriting threats and curses and immense power that the entire exorcist community counts on him to uphold even as they hate him for it on top of inheriting mistrust from human and yokai alike what with the inability to make a contract because of his name alone and inheriting a legacy of violence and cruelty and so has continued to perpetuate it because there seems to be no other viable alternative to maintain the status quo of remaining the head of the strongest exorcist clan which is supposed to be his one (1) job :)))
[*the matoba seiji pov series that lives in my head]
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teriiblog Β· 5 months
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finn is absolutely the kinda guy who fantasizes abt his own wedding and raising a family like the whole shabam of it all. That guys got the planner and pinterest boards ready.
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warmsol Β· 7 months
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i miss makoa and elia so much but my motivation to story tell is at zeroooooo
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employee052 Β· 7 months
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tsp filipino telanovela au where the bucket is marian rivera, stanley is ding dong dantes, and the narrator is vic sotto
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pushing500 Β· 8 months
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I didn't know that the anxiety trait gave colonists panic attacks. Aw, poor Vu. At least Candlelight was there to help calm her down.
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Irwin wants everyone in the colony to have a good time, which is all good and well, except that the food we're binging on is only edible by about three colonists. Everyone else is gonna be living off tea and coffee for two days.
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We all headed down to the riverside for the feast, which was very eventful and lovely (well, lovely for some people- Candlelight couldn't walk for a few days, but that's what she gets for getting into a fight with someone who is actually capable of melee combat).
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Why does nobody want to take the only colonist I actively dislike?? I don't want to deliberately accidentally get him killed, but it's getting to the point where I think it might be my only option...
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javelinbk Β· 2 years
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Me: John and Paul couldn’t be cuter if they tried
John and Paul: Let’s go
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Baby’s in Black, Munich 1966
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babyjapril Β· 11 months
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they're going to prom, your honor
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skenpiel Β· 8 months
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HAPPY BIRTHJDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYY TO MY BEAUTIFUL WIFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE @eebie I LOVGE YOU MY BABY FOR ONE MILLIONG YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! πŸ’—πŸ˜šπŸ’―πŸŽ†πŸ˜ŠπŸ₯°πŸ’πŸ₯³πŸ˜πŸ‘©β€β€οΈβ€πŸ’‹β€πŸ‘©πŸ˜»πŸ‘©β€β€οΈβ€πŸ‘©πŸ’₯βœ¨πŸŽŠπŸŽ‰πŸ’—πŸ’–πŸ’žπŸ’«πŸ’β£πŸ’ŸπŸ”₯β€πŸ’œπŸ’™πŸ’šπŸ’›πŸ§‘πŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ₯°πŸ˜πŸ₯³πŸ‘©β€β€οΈβ€πŸ’‹β€πŸ‘©πŸ˜ŠπŸ˜šπŸ’πŸ’‹πŸŽπŸŽŠπŸŽ†πŸŽˆπŸ°πŸŽ‚πŸŒΊπŸŒΈπŸ’πŸŒ·πŸŒˆπŸŒŸπŸ©πŸ₯°πŸŽŠπŸ˜πŸ₯°πŸ’‹βœ¨πŸŽ‰πŸ’žπŸ˜ŠπŸ₯°πŸŽˆπŸ˜šπŸ’œπŸ’˜πŸ’ŸπŸ§‘πŸ©πŸ˜šπŸ’œπŸŽ‰πŸ°πŸ€©πŸ˜»πŸ‘©β€β€οΈβ€πŸ‘©πŸŽ‡β£πŸ’πŸŒΊπŸŒ·πŸŒˆπŸ₯°πŸ°πŸŽ†πŸ’žπŸ’˜πŸ’˜πŸ₯³πŸ‘©β€β€οΈβ€πŸ’‹β€πŸ‘©πŸŽ‚πŸ’“πŸŒΊπŸ˜ŠπŸ˜πŸ’˜πŸ’πŸŽŠπŸ’πŸ˜ŠπŸ’œβœ¨πŸ’“πŸ’πŸŽˆπŸ’ŸπŸ’πŸŒΈβœ¨πŸ’œπŸ°πŸ€©πŸ’‹πŸ˜šπŸŽ‚πŸ˜ŠπŸ˜ŠπŸ˜»πŸŽπŸŽ‰πŸ©πŸŒˆβ€πŸ”₯πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘©β€β€οΈβ€πŸ’‹β€πŸ‘©πŸŒˆπŸ’“πŸ’ŸπŸ’πŸ˜»πŸ˜ŠπŸ’πŸ’ŸπŸ’œπŸ’πŸ’˜πŸŒΊπŸ˜πŸ₯°πŸ˜šπŸ’ŸπŸ’—πŸ’«πŸ’–πŸŽŠπŸŽ‰πŸ’‹πŸ˜ŠπŸ₯°πŸŒΊπŸ’˜πŸ‘©β€β€οΈβ€πŸ’‹β€πŸ‘©πŸ’‹πŸ’πŸŽ†πŸŽ†πŸ’žπŸŽ‰πŸ’πŸŒΈπŸŒŸπŸ‘©β€β€οΈβ€πŸ‘©πŸ‘©β€β€οΈβ€πŸ’‹β€πŸ‘©πŸ”₯πŸŽ†πŸ˜»πŸŒΊπŸŒΈπŸŽπŸŒˆπŸ’“πŸŽŠπŸ’—πŸ˜šπŸ˜šπŸ’–πŸ”₯πŸ˜šπŸ’πŸ’«πŸ‘©β€β€οΈβ€πŸ‘©πŸ’—
bonus drawings from my little sister also Hehe <3
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(the 2nd one uve already seen cuz she made it over a month ago but then i just took a bad photo OF her phone screen. so i asked her to send it to me ^__^)
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sweetycaramel Β· 2 years
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Kit Voss and Randolph Bell in Season 6 ↳ 6.05 - β€œA River in Egypt”
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nella--fantasia Β· 4 months
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✨️New Update Nella✨️
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I’m really happy with the new customization options we got and so I could make my little priestess accurately πŸ’«
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And these starry nights are so beautiful so I had to share some photoshoot moment 🌠
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Bonus : my new purpose in life is to find someone to look at me like Nella look at Qi ~β™‘
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