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redfirefox-55 · 3 months
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I saw these beautiful fanarts that @/fyuuu_14 on Twitter made of a crossover of Princess Tutu with (Genshin) Xiaolumi, so I had to go binge rewatch the anime, then draw my own fanart inspired by it lol
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Their fanarts were much better than my doodle, but I just couldn’t resist taking inspiration- the idea was rotting my brain for the past four days..
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Uh anyway, you should go watch princess tutu if you like magical girl type stuff! It’s a fun time!
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kyurochurro · 6 months
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HAPPY NOVEMBER!! its beginning to feel a lot like winter so todays uni sketch is Sulu and Uhura dancing!! 💫❄️🌌 cus why not :D (bg-less version below!)
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(can you tell im listening to frank sinatra lately AHJSKJASK)
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kideternity · 2 months
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My not really being a visual novel guy versus my desire to play through digimon survive at least twice so that I can become mega ultra besties with Ryo
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leatherbookmark · 4 months
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ooooh apparently the pjo show is out? or is it just the first episode? i'm not sure but. hm!!
#shrimp thoughts#once again i fail at being a human being because i first read a pjo book in HIGH SCHOOL yes high school#a friend i'm no longer in contact with lend me their books and i Ate them all up in like a week or so#and then i got so into it that i 1. got an english version of hoh online and 2. pre-ordered the polish version that iirc arrived before the#official premiere... so i read it quickly and passed it on to them and one other classmate i think? lol#i remember i had a fondness for octavian. funny little guy#now that i think about it... i don't... really... have any 'childhood series' that i'd get super nostalgic over if they got a tv show/remak#or wtv. i could read when the... 2nd? hp movie came out but for some reason i didn't like the Vibes (i only got into hp after i accidentall#caught the poa movie on my father's tv in 4th grade and at that point i think the book series was already over)#i was also into the witch comics and in ~2006 i think i got into manga and anime#but only specific series and back then it wasn't as easy for me to watch them in the first place so i can't relate to naruto kids either#when i started jpn studies everyone was an expert on the most popular shows and i... Was Not#tl;dr yea i have no idea what the fuck is wrong with me either. anyway i'd say i want to give the show a try sometime but unfortunately#the only way to get me to watch a show it to invite me over and put it on. otherwise it's 'oh yeah i'll add it to my list' city. forever.#(there's no list)
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frozentothetouch · 1 year
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if tbhk got a reboot, can tpn? please???
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hella1975 · 2 years
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me: i kinda miss the all-consuming brainrot i had in this specific time period after consuming that one piece of media like it was all i could think about and put effort into for weeks and there's something nostalgic about that
me @ me: ma'am that was last summer the media was banana fish your mental health was the lowest it had been in months and it was because of that godforsaken show why would you ever think this
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skrunksthatwunk · 1 year
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???????? SO YOUTUBE MUSIC DOES THIS THING WHERE IT AUTOMATICALLY CHOOSES A MUSIC VIDEO VERSION OF A SONG WHEN AVAILABLE TO ANNOY YOU INTO BUYING PREMIUM(?) AND OCCASIONALLY THESE ARE UNOFFICIAL VIDEOS LIKE A SPEEDPAINT OR LYRIC VIDEOS FROM 2007 BUT NORMALLY NOT UNLESS THE ONLY VERSION IS OBSCURE (THE ONLY EXAMPLE OF THIS I CAN THINK OF IS A SPEEDPAINT OF A SONG THAT ONLY HAS A LIVE VERSION)
ANYWAY I WAS LISTENING TO THE HORROR AND THE WILD (FUCKING. GOOD ASS ALBUM) AND I GET TO WELLY BOOTS (A SONG ABOUT A COMPLICATED FATHER/DAUGHTER RELATIONSHIP DEFINED BY ABSENCE AND MISCOMMUNICATION AND LOVING FROM AFAR) AND YOUTUBE GIVES ME?????? AN MCYT ANIMATIC?????????
IT HAS NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE FOR THIS SONG. WHAT THE FUCK WHITE MAN JUMPSCARE. IT HAS A CONTENT WARNING FOR SWEARING AT THE BEGINNING IM
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nocturna1sea · 2 months
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It might seem crazy what I am 'bout to say
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everhoods · 6 months
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idr if I made a post abt setting up an ocs blog BUT I DO have a toyhouse that's I upkeep with almost all of my characters on it, the only ones not included are old or unfinished. Enjoy!
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chongoblog · 1 month
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My First Pokemon Playthrough
So I've noticed in my time of talking about Pokemon, I've told a lot of various anecdotes that are all a part of my very first time playing Pokemon. I was feeling nostalgic, so I figured I would share what I remember about this playthrough for everyone to enjoy. There may be a tangent or two in there and people who have followed me a while may have heard these before, but hey.
For context, I believe I was about 8 years old at the time, and after collecting some Pokemon cards, watching a kid play Crystal at summer camp, watching some of the anime, and generally being a pretty big fan (I even have Pokemon Yahtzee burned into my memory for some reason...), I finally got myself a Game Boy Advance with Super Mario Advance 2: Super Mario World, some Frogger game (after looking it up, it was Temple of the Frog), Tony Hawk Pro Skater 2, and, of course, Pokemon Sapphire.
I remember that my starter was Torchic. I don't remember why I chose that one, although I remember really liking the color red at the time (which I still do), so that was probably why.
I don't remember too much about my team or the general progress I made in most of the game, but I do remember Slateport City. For those who do not recall, in Slateport City in order to advance you need to get into the museum, which is blocked off by Team Aqua Grunts until you talk to someone in the shipyard. There are also Team Aqua grunts blocking the route ahead
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Now, my 8 year old brain for some reason concluded that the only way to get past the Team Aqua Grunts was to intimidate them with a high enough level Pokemon or something like that. So one night, while I was supposed to be asleep on a family beach vacation, I beat down more poor level 13 Pokemon than I could count. I learned later what I was actually SUPPOSED to do, which led to me finally fighting the Team Aqua Grunts.....with a level 42 Blaziken.
And since the Name Rater was in Slateport City and my starter had evolved, I figured it was only appropriate to give him the new moniker "MAGMA MAN"
The rest of the playthrough went about as normally as tearing through the game with mostly Blaziken normally would go. There were a couple exceptions though. First off, at the Weather Institute, after I saved the day from Team Aqua, they were kind enough to gift me a Castform, but my party was full, so I couldn't get it. My 8 year old self did not read this. (Remember this, it will come back later). But I managed to make my way through the game, catching Kyogre with my Master Ball and giving it the nickname "LEGENDARY"
Then we come to the Elite Four where I hit a brick wall. I don't remember my team at the time exactly, but I do remember it was MAGMA MAN which had reached about level 80 or so, LEGENDARY which was about level 48, a level 36 Pelipper, two level ~35 Tentacruels, and some other sixth Pokemon I don't recall. And for some reason, I just couldn't beat the Elite Four with this team for some weird reason. The best I could ever get to was Drake. I felt I was utterly defeated.
That's when we bring a new character into the story. A member of my friend group at the time who we'll call "John" to protect the innocent. Now John had a very "uncle who works at nintendo" type energy to him. The group used to play Gauntlet: Dark Legacy together all the time, and when I got the GBA port of it, he convinced me to trade my recently obtained copy of the Pokemon Trading Card Game Boy game for a Gameboy-Gamecube cables, only for me to learn too late that it didn't work like that, and from there, there were no backsies (but then I got ahold of a copy of Pac-Man VS and Four Swords Adventure then I learned to emulate, so who's laughing now).
Anyway, John saw that I was struggling and he decided that he wanted to help me out. You see, he had come across an incredibly powerful and rare Pokemon that couldn't be found in the wild. He had gotten it exclusive, and I had never seen it before. It was called a "Castform". Now John had Ruby version, so he decided that as much as it ached him to part with it, he figured it would be a reasonable trade to trade this powerful Castform for the slightly less powerful LEGENDARY. I agreed.
And then he moved to Ohio.
To this day, Castform is my least favorite Pokemon because of this betrayal. I was so distraught at 8 years old that I completely restarted my game of Pokemon Sapphire. I don't remember much about that second playthrough, but there's a reason why.
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This rival battle on Route 110 is somewhat infamous for being quite the sudden difficulty spike. And since I knew how to get past Team Aqua now, I didn't have an over-leveled starter to stomp my rival with ease. After losing to her about five or so times, I got frustrated and figured that whatever team I had wasn't cutting it. So I restarted again.
In my third playthrough, I made it all the way to the rival battle on Route 110. Then she stomped me repeatedly. So I restarted again.
This cycle would go on for, like, 15 resets. I didn't count, but it felt like there was hundreds. As I would keep on resetting and playing through the early-game of Pokemon Sapphire (which I had practically memorized at this point), I would start to take things a lot less seriously, sometimes picking the girl character, making my name random gibberish, etc.
Eventually, on one of these playthroughs where I started with Treecko, I actually managed to beat the Route 110 Rival Battle! And on my first try too! And thus began the epic journey of a girl named DE.
Now, I'd figured at this point that maybe only leveling up one Pokemon wasn't the best approach, so I was trying to balance my teams a bit better (I guess my rival taught me something). I was making my way through the game, and one day I'm checking out my best friend's Pokemon in Ruby, and who do I see in his box, but a Kyogre. I take a look at his name, and I can't believe it. It was LEGENDARY. John had traded it to my friend before he moved.
My friend didn't know that it was originally mine, so he offered to trade it back, which I accepted. LEGENDARY was a disobedient little bastard since I didn't have enough badges, but he got the job done. I don't remember the team I ended up using to finally beat the Elite Four, but it included my Sceptile starter, a Sableye that somehow knew only Fighting-type moves, and two Kyogres, LEGENDARY and LEGENDARY2.
And that's my first playthrough of Pokemon Sapphire. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it.
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Back to school shopping
"A-Yuan's teacher sent us the list of back to school supplies he'll be needing this year." Wei Wuxian tells his husband as he checks his e-mail over coffee. He lounges over the garden sofa, soft cushion over a large, mahogany structure, feet stretched over Lan Wangji's lap.
The morning is chilly enough to remind that autumn has come, but the sun shines from between the trees' foliage enough to counter it, the air carrying just the tiniest bit of the nostalgic feel of summer. Birds sing their trill from the high branches, though migratory flocks are already dotting the light blue horizon.
There is a blanket laid over Wei Wuxian's shoulders, patterned with bunnies and carrots, and he's wrapped himself up into it as he fiddles with his phone, sharing bits of information with Lan Wangji. The air smells of coffee and the fading smell of autumn flowers.
"35 points... who would've thought first graders need so much stuff!"
Lan Wangji gently massages his husband's calves, delighting into the feel of his soft skin underneath his fingertips. "We could place an order and have other people deal with it, if you wish."
Wei Wuxian smiles, a melancholic little curl of his lips that seems both sad and hopeful at the same time. His gaze moves to the little patch of grass where A-Yuan's left some of his toys yesterday.
"When I was little, I never really went back to school shopping. Madam Yu said it was wasteful to spend money on me too, and I'd just use leftovers from Jiang Cheng or Yanli." He tries to laugh. "I got made fun for having a Barbie backpack when I was in third grade, but it was a really sturdy thing, lasted me years!"
Lan Wangji moves closer, enveloping Wei Wuxian in his arms. He welcomes the touch, and burrows into the newfound warmth.
"Uncle Jiang took me, once. He said I deserved some new things too, even if I could use the hand-me-downs just fine... He got me this pencil case that had dinosaurs on it, a matching backpack and a few trinkets..." Wei Wuxian sighs, bringing his blanket tighter to his body. "Madam Yu threw a fit about it, and had everything returned the next day... Uncle Jiang apologized to me, but told me there was nothing he could do..."
Lan Wangji caresses his husband's hair gently. "He was an adult, Wei Ying. There was plenty he could do."
Wei Wuxian hums noncommitally. "I don't know... but anyway, that day I promised myself that, if I ever had children, I'd buy them everything and anything for school, every year, until they graduated... so that they could have everything I couldn't."
Lan Wangji kisses the top of Wei Wuxian's forehead. "Then we can go shopping. All of us."
Wei Wuxian lets out a happy sound, and nuzzles further into his beloved's arms.
The door cracks open, a sleepy A-Yuan emerging from his room with his favorite stuffed animal still under his arm.
"Good morning..." he mumbles, still thick with sleep, eyes halfway open and a yawn escaping him.
Wei Wuxian laughs and scoops him up onto the sofa, wrapping him in his arms and the blanket. "You're up so early! What for?"
"Missed baba and a-die..." and he relaxes into his parents' hold, nodding off again.
Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian share a look, soft and loving, and as Wei Wuxian maneuvers the little one in his arms into a more comfortable position, Lan Wangji hums a song to lull him to sleep, the notes ever so shaky with his emotions.
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redheartedtramp · 6 months
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Ruby: Oh Penny, I'm so happy to see you again! I-I thought...I thought that-
Penny: I died?
Ruby: Well, I mean, I heard about what happened with Jaune. And I just thought that...I never got to say goodbye.
Penny: Oh Friend Ruby, that's really sweet of you. But it's silly.
Ruby: S-silly?
Penny: I already met the sweet embrace of death once. Did you really think I wouldn't be prepared for it again?
Ruby: W...w-what does that mean?
Penny: *presses a button on her wrist. Erecting from the ground is an elevator and she leads Ruby inside* Friend Ruby, walk with me. Talk with me.
Ruby nervously steps into the elevator and rides it down.
Ruby: P-Penny? What...what is this?
Penny: Friend Ruby, let me answer that question with another one; how do you think it feels to die?
Ruby: ...Cold. The heat just drains from your body like pouring water from a cup until there's nothing and you pass.
Penny: Oh. I was not expecting the correct answer.
Ruby: The Ever After was a trip, Penny.
Penny: For that, I appologize.
The elevator door open and Penny leads Ruby through an underground laboratory.
Penny: But anyway; when I was rebuilt after my untimely demise, I began to really think about life; my life. In this robot body, I am not real in the same way you are real. Even if I have a soul, I do not have flesh and blood. And the one time I did have it, I had to give it up for the greater good.
Ruby: ...Penny, I-
Penny: Oh no, don't misunderstand. I do not want pity. And I do not resent Friend Jaune for doing what I asked of him. In a way, I was quite happy to die.
Ruby: W...what?
Penny: Dying for the second time was quite the experience.
Penny opens a door. Ruby is left speechless as she sees another Penny; she's floating in a tube of suspended animation, eyes closed, nude, in a tube of liquid.
Penny: It was like meeting an old friend. I embraced death, this time prepared for it, and held her in my arms like a bride.
Ruby: Penny, what...who is-
Penny: This is my solution for death, Friend Ruby. *she casually walks around the tube* What do you think? I gave this body more freckles. I couldn't explain the feeling when you kissed all the ones on my face.
Ruby: Is she...a clone?
Penny: Not quite. You see, Friend Ruby; this is an alternative body I made myself. This lab was constructed by me to build myself new bodies. Bodies suspended in a special solution that, well, emulates my soul. It acts as an anchor, you see. So when I die, I'll be drawn to this lab and can inhabit the new body. So, she's more like a shell.
Penny snaps her fingers, the room lights up and they're surrounded by 10s, maybe 100s of empty Penny bodies. Ruby is looking in awe, both afraid and interested.
Penny: You'd be surprised how much free time being the Protector of Mantle gives you, Friend Ruby. It took a long time for me to rebuild my body just right. There's a certain artistry to the science of building me, surprisingly.
Ruby: *Ruby pauses as she stares at one tube, with a Penny that looks like her original self before Beacon fell*
Penny: A fan of the original, Friend Ruby? Don't worry, I am too. She's quite nostalgic, don't you think?
Penny: Oh, but if you're impressed with her, how about this?
Penny presses a button on her wrist as the tubes shuffle about before another Penny is in front of them, this one has white hair.
Penny: Hmm, thoughts? I always admired Commander Winter. She was like the sister I never had. You're a fan of the Schnees, right~?
Ruby: W-well...
Penny: Ooh, I also come in other colors. *Penny presses a button as more tubes cycle in front of them* How about blonde? I hear they have more fun? Or maybe brunette; mature, refined, chocolate. Speaking of, how about a tanned Penny? Freckles don't show as well, but a nice caramel skin looks so delicious on me, don't you think?
Ruby: Penny, this is just...a lot. I get making these bodies, but...why all the variants?
Penny: Naturally, so I can be whatever you want me to be.
Ruby: Penny...all I want is for you to be yourself and with me.
Penny: Oh, Friend Ruby...you're gonna make me cry.
Ruby; You can do that?
Penny: *sniffles* I made some modifications to this body for expressions.
Ruby: *cups her face in her hands* Then I'll kiss those tears away~
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cowardlykrow · 11 days
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Gah, all this shout out stuff I'm seeing for my artist mutuals is so cute and deserved so lemme also do it cuz i love them 😔✨💛💛💛 [I actually have SOO many people i love and adore its ridiculous, but i'll keep this "short" by shouting out the very small circle I followed when i first started to make fanart 👉👈]
And by "Short" i mean im gonna add a cut cuz i never shut up :3c @booigi-boi ~the~ #1 Ted spankofski artist [no room for argument, this is just factual.] The way they draw face's and poses, and hair, and clothes, and joey in general is just absolutely incredible!!!! [The moment I saw her art I was just awestruck, and so ridiculously inspired to start drawing again that it's ended up with me right here now... so if you hate me blame her /J] She just has such beautiful line-work and an ability to create such expressive fun pieces, along with having such a talent of using minimal shading and yet making every art piece look totally decked out. Just!!! its literally all so beautiful. incredible. amazing. [Imagine this goes on for way too long and its incredibly obnoxious.] 🐐💛✨ [She's also just a very neat person in general]
@ricky-mortis [inhumane noises of affection✨💛✨] How do I even start? Their art style isn't only everything to me, but it also just has so much character and personality in it. I love the bold line work they often use, along with their coloring and just gah! everything made by this person makes me so happy every time it pops on my dash, i feel like it has to be impossible not to fall in love with their work! [Also have you seeen how they draw curt mega and all of his characters? god they are so brilliant and fantastic]
@szollibisz/szollibisz2 They have the kind of art that you look at and just can't help but let out a really dreamy sigh tbh✨💛. To me, a majority of their artwork comes off so warm and... nostalgic?[Granted it is probably because of the beautiful use of warm colors and also the time period that comes with Curtwen mostly... but still.] And just, i dunno man. i just really fricken adore this persons art. I remember one of my first thoughts being how much it made me think of those really beautiful short-film animations, usually silent except for some gorgeous instrumental soundtrack in the background... and, just, wow... anyway ~
[Does any of this make sense??? probably not...]
@its-short-for-jackalope this person is SO passionate! Their support towards the things they love, such as tinlightment and Pulp musicals, is everything. I also absolutely love the way their art manages to have this beautiful yet adorable style all while managing to capture the resemblance to the actors they are referencing perfectly! From their simplest drawings to their bigger pieces, i think they are all absolutely wonderful~ These people are just so crazy talented and i appreciate them very much 😔
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gabessquishytum · 5 months
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Seeing saytr dreamling fics in AO3 made me nostalgic for the original saytr dream ask someone (yan anon, maybe?) and its immaculate vibes. Here’s hoping someone does a saytr dream fic too?? He deserves one too!
After his first…encounter with Dream, Hob knows he should move out of the forest but he’s tried to leave and there is something wrong with the road. It never takes him out of the forest but loops back to his own cabin. No matter what he does, he can’t seem to leave. Dream doesn’t want him to.
But food shows up on his doorstep anyway, fruits, vegetables and freshly killed animals from the forest. So hob knows the saytr knows where he is. He knows he is the reason hob can’t leave. In his feverish, hot dreams, he seems Dream’s wild animal grin, his glittering eyes and feels his massive c*ck ramming into hob’s arse again and again… and he wakes up hard and aching.
Hob waits, anxious, feeling watched all the time. He feels somewhat safe in his cabin…
Until one night he dreams that he’s back in the clearing with the saytr.
“Miss me?” Dream purrs and tears his pajamas off. Hob scrambles to get away but dream just pins him down and starts fucking him. Only this time dream isn’t fucking his arse. Dream’s pounding into a brand new pussy Hob never had before.
He cries and struggles but dream is so much stronger than he is, and faster too. Even if hob gets away, dream just treats it like a little game of tag, and pounces on him again, grinning like he’s having the time of his life. And dream feels so good that eventually hob just begs for more through his sobs.
Dream fucks his new pussy all night, against a tree, on his knees, on his back, even his mouth, for variety.
Hob wakes up in the morning, relieved it was just a dream. But he’s naked and all sticky. Somehow he’s covered in hickeys and bruises and cum…and he is deliciously sore, aching for something to fill a nonexistent hole…
OOOOH yes. You can tell how behind I am on answering these but YES we were indeed blessed with some excellent satyr Hob content a little while ago!!!
I also really love possessive, magical, low-key scary but extremely sexy satyr Dream. Especially with dream sex as well!!!!
Poor Hob, missing the pussy that he never actually had! He stumbles out of his cabin half dressed, sweating and aching, and goes on this half angry, half horny rampage through the forest to look for Dream. He keeps catching glimpses in the foliage, but every time he makes a grab for him he comes up empty handed, and all he can hear is laughter. Seems like he's much better at being prey than predator.
And thanks to Dream’s magic, he just ends up going in circles, ending up back at his cabin each time. Hob is exhausted and panting and he slumps down in the clearing outside his house, desperately rutting himself against the grass. He's so humiliated by his neediness, but he just can't stop!
And perhaps Dream lazily appears at the edge of the clearing, leaning against a tree and just watching his favourite pet human as he exposes himself for the world. Humans are so boring but this one is just delightful.
"Did you enjoy my gift, darling?" He purrs. Hob just whines and keeps rubbing himself against the ground. He aches inside. He wants his fucking pussy back! "I can give it back to you, my sweet. Would you like that?"
Hob has no clue what Dream even means, but even so he's spreading his legs and shuffling towards Dream through the grass. Dream’s flaming eyes glow, and his beautiful midnight black hair stands at an end with what looks like excitement. Hob’s heart hammers and he's deeply terrified, but more than that - he needs something inside him. Anything.
And Dream looks so willing to give him whatever he needs... perhaps a little magic to permanently make his cock into a pretty little cunt? He could fuck Hob until he's forever changed. It would be so worth the effort.
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rusty-courage · 4 months
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hello! i absoloutely ADORED your sl!scar animation, and ive grown rather fond of the song you used for it, especially when i found out it was by the same artist who wrote Two which is another song i have on repeat currently! and now seeing that your a big fan of Sleeping at Last, i was wondering if you had any songs of theirs in particular that you would reccomend to someone getting into their music? (and, if you have any at all, songs of theirs that you might associate with a someone from traffic smp/hermitcraft, but no pressure on that if you dont c: ) anyway, thank you for your time and the amazing art youve brought into the community!!
My favorite song of his is "Nine" because I resonate so strongly with that song. "Saturn" is the first song I ever heard of his and I still think it's breathtakingly beautiful. "Pluto" is <33333. Someone pointed out in a different ask that "Mars" fits life series Martyn's character a lot, and I think I'd agree!
I did a viennese waltz with my dance instructor to "West" and it was so much fun. "Atlantic" I used to play in my car when I drove around my college town at night, so that holds a lot of nostalgic memories for me. I've always wanted to use "Venus" for an animation some day with an OC.
Really the Atlas 1 and 2 albums are so special to me but those are some of my favorites
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thebibutterflyao3 · 2 months
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Day 4 Prompt: Sunset @rosekiller-microfic
March Daily Series - 564 words
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Barty stared at his mobile screen as he waited impatiently for a response that never came. He wanted to believe that Evan listened to his messages, but after ten days of no contact, he doubted it. The text messages definitely went unread and Evan had blocked him on social media. Calls were all he had left.
Evan could have blocked his number outright, but he didn’t. His texts still went through and the line rang all four times before going to voicemail. That had to mean something. Maybe he just liked listening to Barty beg.
I’ll keep begging if he’s still listening.
He pocketed the phone and rhythmically tapped his head against the headrest. The constant nausea and burning pain in his belly that he’d tried to hide with a blanket of weed for the last week was catching up with him. Barty was fairly sure that he was giving himself an ulcer with the fatal level of alcohol he consumed every night and the stress from losing the only person that he could have loved.
Maybe, in another life. If I was a better man.
The white bottle of Kaopectate in his cup holder taunted him. He’d taken a few shots from it since he sobered up, but it seemed to curdle like old milk the minute it hit his stomach. Barty couldn’t actually remember when he last ate actual food, so that was probably not helping.
You’re a waste of space. Always fucking up. Ruining my name.
It had been a while since he was sober enough to hear his father’s voice in his head. Considering the insults were the man’s main form of communication throughout his childhood, it felt sort of nostalgic, in a twisted way.
“This one’s for you, Babbo!” he said, grabbing the bottle and taking another shot of the chalky liquid.
There was a residual flavour reminiscent of vanilla, but not real vanilla. He could always tell if it was the imitation shite.
After another shot, Barty capped the bottle and straightened up in his seat. He had to figure out where he was going next. So far, he’d driven all the way up to Scotland, then somehow ended up in Wales, and now…he just wanted to go home.
Well, his flat anyway. It was a far cry from any “home” he’d ever seen, but it was his, for now. He had to leave so that he wasn’t tempted to track down Evan. The compulsion was impossible to ignore back then. Now, he was starting to accept the truth.
Evan doesn’t want me anymore.
Barty was a shite boyfriend even when he put everything he had into it. He’d really tried this time too. When Evan wanted to go out, Barty took him to the best restaurants that he could afford When he wanted to stay in, Barty cooked for him. They watched sunsets together and fucked like animals whenever Evan was randy. He thought Evan was happy, so he dropped his guard and let himself relax a bit.
Then, out of nowhere, Evan showed up at the flat and told him that they were done. He called Barty a liar and cheater. The words cut deeper this time, sliced straight through the bone.
“He’s not wrong, just a little late,” Barty muttered.
He never cheated on Evan. It didn’t even cross his mind. Lying though…that was an old habit. One borne from self-preservation.
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