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xshinina · 8 months
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Sketching the Big 3 of Danganronpa :)
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babykittenteach · 3 months
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Fairytale art again, but vaguely in the style of Kay Nielsen this time.
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pkmn-ruby · 6 months
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giffing every pokemon episode, pt. 1
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nionom-art · 11 months
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Doing something kinda different- Ladybug first!
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sparklecare-good-au · 8 months
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Behold! The Sparkletober 2023 prompt list! The tags this year are Sparkletober and Sparkletober2023
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hex82141a · 1 day
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*hitmans your nagisa* commission for @majesticmagics :3c
[Click for better quality. Reblogs are appreciated. I also do art commissions]
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firstkanaphans · 8 months
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How about M for SandRay? I feel like we need a car makeout with a different ending and some fluff to save us from all the SandRay angst!
Hiii! You are absolutely right. I decided to set this at the very beginning of episode 5, right after Sand saves Ray from that guy at the bar, and it is, um, a bit explicit. Because apparently that’s just who I am as a person. Hope you enjoy! Word Count: 1100
[M]aking out in a car
Ray was already hard as he dragged Sand to his car. He had been seconds away from getting a bottle smashed over his head and yet Sand had saved him. Again. His adrenaline was pumping, his heart was racing, and he needed to fuck something. Now.
“Are you drunk?” Sand asked. “Do I need to drive?” 
The question would have annoyed Ray coming from anyone else, but there was no judgment in Sand’s voice. No long-suffering exasperation. It was just a question, plain and simple. Ray didn’t bother to answer him. Who would drive wasn’t relevant. He had other plans.
“Back seat,” he said, yanking the back door open and gesturing for Sand to get inside.
“What in the world are you—?”
Ray didn’t have the patience for answering juvenile questions. He shoved Sand into the car and climbed in after him.
“Ray,” Sand warned as if he already knew what was coming. Ray didn’t bother to keep him waiting. He lunged forward and kissed him.
Sand let out a surprised yelp against his lips, but within seconds, he had melted into the kiss. He opened his mouth, kissing Ray deeper, and then tangled his fingers in Ray’s hair and pulled. Goosebumps erupted over Ray’s body and when he broke the kiss, he was pleased to see that Sand’s eyes were on fire.
“What was that for?” he asked, breathless. 
“You saved me,” Ray said simply. “It was so fucking hot.”
“That wasn’t—”
Before he could argue, Ray kissed him again. 
If Ray was being honest, he didn’t much enjoy having sex in cars. It would do in a pinch, but it required him to put in more effort than he was used to and often left him paranoid like he was coming off of a bad high. Tonight, however, he couldn’t wait. He was pretty sure he had never wanted someone so desperately in all his life.
So he kissed Sand, hoping that might sate the hunger inside of him, but it wasn’t enough. He needed to be closer. He crawled into his lap.
“Ray,” Sand scolded as Ray’s elbow just narrowly missed hitting him in the face. “This car isn’t big enough for this.”
“I’m small. I’ll fit,” Ray said. And somehow, he did. As soon as he settled himself across Sand’s lap, one knee thrown over each side of him, he sat back and he preened. “See?”
Sand shook his head in exasperation, but he looked so hopelessly fond that Ray just stopped and admired him for a second. He was pretty sure no one had ever looked at him like that before—like his eccentricities were something to celebrate, not something that needed to be fixed. So he kissed him again, slower this time, rolling his hips over Sand’s and relishing the moan it elicited from him.   
He reached between them, pawing the front of Sand’s pants, and found that he was hard too. He unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down just enough for his dick to spring free.
“You don’t have to,” Sand said, breaking the kiss, but he didn’t actually make any moves to stop him. His eyes were glazed over, his cheeks flushed a beautiful red, and Ray wanted to see that color spread over his entire body. 
“You saved my life,” he said. “Let me thank you.” Then he licked his palm and took Sand in hand. This time, Sand didn’t stop him.
“Fuck,” he cursed, throwing his head back against the seat behind him. Immediately, Ray latched onto his neck, licking and biting and sucking the delicate skin of his throat, but it wasn’t enough. He needed more. So he led Sand back to his lips.
Sand had told him once that sometimes the act of singing in front of crowd physically aroused him—something about the ecstacy of the music vibrating through his body combined with the feel of a roomful of eyes on him—so Ray wasn’t sure whether he was still riding an adrenaline high from his set or if he was just that into him, but soon he was bucking up into Ray’s hand, breathing so hard that he could no longer maintain their kiss.
“Does that feel good?” Ray teased, still close enough that their lips brushed against each other when he spoke. Sand nodded, but it wasn’t enough for Ray. “I want to hear you say it.”
“Feels good,” Sand slurred, his voice barely more than a whisper. He looked so blissed out Ray wasn’t sure he even knew what he was saying. It felt more likely that he was just parroting Ray’s own words back at him.
Ray sped up his strokes, pulling out all of his tricks, and when Sand finally came, Ray muffled his cry with a kiss. Then he sat back and watched as Sand came down from his high. He was smiling as if he’d had fun and something inside of Ray sang. Sex had never been particularly fun for him. Instead, it was more of an itch he needed to scratch. But with Sand, it was different.
Ray kissed him on the lips one last time and then moved to climb off of his lap only to realize his hand was covered in come. Without thinking, he wiped it off on the closest available surface, which just so happened to be Sand’s jeans. He only realized what he had done when Sand let out a squawk of protest.
“Oops,” he said with a wince, crawling off of him. “Sorry?”
But Sand’s annoyance seemed to only be for show. He pulled his pants back up and buckled them. “Do you want me to…?” he asked, trailing off suggestively as his fingers danced a path up Ray’s thigh towards his crotch. Ray grabbed his hand to stop him.
“Not yet. I can wait until we get to your place. You’re going to need a full range of motion for what I have in mind.”
Sand smirked and then opened the car door and climbed out. “I assume I’m driving?” he said.
“Yes, please,” Ray agreed, following him out. And then, to Ray’s surprise, Sand held the front door open for him like an actual gentleman. It was a kindness he wasn’t used to. “Thank you.”
Sand rolled his eyes. “You going to give me a handjob for that too?”
“I might.”
As they drove to Sand’s apartment that night, Ray was surprised by just how at home he felt—in Sand’s car, in Sand’s home, in Sand’s life. He liked it. It felt like he had finally found somewhere he belonged.
For the Fluff Prompt ABCs
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kevinkevinson · 11 months
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daily hobi compilation #481 or something like that
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lunesart · 4 months
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Drawing Chlostine All February: Day 1
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mothnem · 3 months
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Scout's Guide to Building a Merc Team: Part 8- Soldiers
Scout: Hello Viewers! Sorry about the editing of the last one, Demoman stabbed me and I spent the night in the medbay. Sniper was nice enough to edit it and post it for me though so it wasn't late! I should watch it and see if any Spies show up in it. But enough about that! Soldiers! Every team needs one! They keep the team running! They're just... completely insane. Yes. Even compared to... some others of your Merc team.
Sniper: If you say so.
Scout: I do say so. Now, the best way to catch a Soldier, is to use their mating call.
Engineer: Oh good lord.
Medic: If you have less than two eyes you are volunteered!
Demo: WHY YOU!
Scout: I DON'T CARE WHO DOES IT!
Heavy: So Pyro could do it?
Scout: No. Engie would kill me.
Engineer: Darn right I would. But Demo, you're his best friend. So you have to do it.
Demo: I hate all of you, so much.
Demo is now standing outside, his shirt missing and he's painted red, white, and blue. His expression is one of pure annoyance.
Scout: Okay! Now start yelling!
Demo:.....
Scout: I SAID START YELLING!
Demo: OH BEAUTIFUL AMERICA! AMERICA IS THE GREATEST COUNTRY EVER! AMERICA IS... continues to yell about America.
Scout: Now, any second we should hear the call of the Soldier. It sounds like...
Soldier: SCREAMING EAGLES!!!!! Falls from the sky because of a Rocket Jump.
Demo: OH BEAUTIFUL FOR... Solly! How are you?
Soldier: I'M DOING MAGNIFICENT! I HEARD THE SOUNDS OF PEOPLE CHEERING ON AMERICA!
Demo: That was me.
Soldier: AND A MIGHTY FINE JOB YOU WERE DOING MAGGOT! LET'S KEEP THIS UP!
Both go back to shouting America's praises.
Scout: The good news is, we don't have to ask Soldier to join! He'll stick around Demoman from here on out! Tune in tomorrow to see if we have finally, caught us a Spy.
Spy appears behind Scout shaking his head. His face split with a mischievous smile.
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fiendishfyre · 3 months
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We do need more art of old(er) marauders. Let them be alive, let them have lived and it show.
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angrycolorkid · 2 months
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Shooting for 10 beers in 1.5 hours while I watch a movie, while on an empty stomach. Let's see how drunk that gets me!
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babykittenteach · 3 months
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Back on style challenge, this one a comics-y style.
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fashionbugster · 2 months
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pokémon x fashion dreamer [1/18] | dragon
altaria — the humming pokemon. if it bonds with a person, it will gently envelop the friend with its soft wings, then hum.
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fourthgem · 4 months
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random fourthgem gifs ♡ ↳ episode 5: gem feeding his talented dolphin 🐬
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misterallsunday030 · 4 months
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The Holdovers (2023)
Going to do a drawing for each Best Picture Nominee until the Oscars premier in March.
You can see the rest of the pieces I drew under the hashtag #march to the Oscars
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