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its-a-beautful-day · 7 months
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Wednesday - Morrie the Moray Eel
I had one of these silly guys growing up and tried my best to capture the unique pattern their fabric has
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naturalshocks · 2 years
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Graphite pencils on a sheet of paper from a Moleskine sketchbook, A4.
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bisonaari · 10 months
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Jukka is just too cool to not paint him
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shalexandejj · 1 year
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this is a post already, i’m so sorry
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tomatette · 5 months
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Loki, S02E4 Leave him be, he doesn't know.
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incognitajones · 5 months
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a conspiracy of two [E, <1K]
Cassian figures they have about five minutes before it becomes very obvious that they’re both late to the post-mission briefing, and if he can’t get Jyn off before then and come himself he just might crack.
(It's been a while since I wrote any smut and I needed the practice for my RCSS story!)
(Also, this was heavily inspired by sempaiko's classic piece of art.)
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dreaming-of-lu · 1 year
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Hello!
I really liked one of your works, where First overheard reader talking to themselves and I was wondering if you could make a continuation for it. Thank you:)
A/N: Hiya! Glad to know you liked it! Hope you enjoy this! also a tag to @my-insanity-is-an-artform , come get yer tall glass of water!
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First made you feel so many things at once. A truly, kind gentleman that others dreamed of in a significant other. Daring, dashing, a warrior and all. Enough to make anyone tongue-tied, staring up at him with wide eyes as he towered over them. His etiquette made the village girls giggle behind their hands.
First was the textbook definition of what a true hero was. Though, there were some downsides to this. Sometimes, the man was clueless in not understanding that he came off more than he thought. His charisma was a death sentence, a blessing, and a pain, all tied together in a pretty bow.
"He's not good for me, for my health," you muttered, "seriously, him and his blue puppy eyes, what am I thinking?"
You glared into the champagne glass while taking small glances at First, standing beautifully in the middle of a circle of women and men. The lights on the chandelier made him ethereal, drawing your gaze back at him; no matter how much you forced yourself to look away, he always seemed to drag them back onto him.
First was beautiful, there's no denying that; pale blonde wind-swept bangs that begged for your hands to play with, pale eyelashes over icy blues that were powerful and intense with a glance but were so soft whenever they landed on you. Wait, he was looking at you.
"You might wanna go save our dear friend from their clutches," a voice piped up beside you. It sounded distant to your ears cause all you could see was those blues drawing you into its sea.
First gives a shy smile before one of the women in the circle grabs onto his arm, drawing his attention away. A strong emotion came forth, deep from within,
"Hold my glass real quick; I'll be right back," shoving the glass into their hands without looking back as you walked into the circle, gently grabbing First hand.
"First," why did you sound breathless? His eyes went to you, silent appreciation in his eyes that made your skin tingle and your heart pound stronger than ever before. Swallowing thickly, you turned to the circle, silently cheering in your head as they looked at you with vague disgust and upset at your sudden appearance.
'He's not a fucking toy.' You thought bitterly.
"Apologies to you, ladies and gentlemen, but there is something that requires Sir Link's attention at this instant."
Turning on your heel with First hand in yours, you lead him away from the vulture's sight.
"Dear," it sounded so distant with how hard your heart was pounding and the blood rushing through your ears.
'How dare they? Treat him as if he's a trophy, a toy for them to play. Only wanting him for his looks and not understanding the sacrifices he had to make. Damnit, First, you and your smoochable face.'
A rough palm with such gentleness roused you from your ranting thoughts. Worried blues stared into you, peeling back every anger, concern, disgust, and jealousy spinning on its axis to an abrupt halt.
"What about my smoochable face?" 
What?
"Huh?" You blinked as the proud, tall-standing hero shrunk underneath your gaze, reducing into a flustered mess, rubbing the back of his neck and averting your eyesight.
"My apologies, you said my smoochable face, and I-"
"And you what," your voice breathily shrill. The quietness is loud that the sound of a needle could be heard dropping onto the ground.
"I- um, may or may not have," First clears his throat, inhaling deeply, "overheard you from before when you were ranting about me and my face."
First grimaced at the sight of your face.
Oh.
Oh, this was seriously going to be a long conversation.
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hergrandplan · 1 month
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WELL
That's it folks!
Almost seven years ago I started university, not really knowing what I wanted to do yet.
Now, at 9pm on a random April Fool's day, where I've spent the majority of my day booping people on Tumblr, I handed in my final uni assignment ever.
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synintheraven · 7 months
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A(r)na(s)tomy Book
(Now finished 🤭)
Stills under the cut 🔗
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tetrakys · 8 months
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Chapter 12 is out.
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feminetomboy · 2 years
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C! SFW BEEDUO SLASH FIC MASTERPOST
Have you ever wished to read some /r beeduo, but fear what the Ranboo/Tubbo tag on ao3 holds? Have you ever wished you could somehow magically filter the tag, so you'd see only the character works, with no explicit content in sight? Well, lucky reader, I might just have what you were searching for all along.
I went through the entire goddamn tag, and I manually filtered out all the sfw c! fics so you don't have to. And then I compiled everything into a spreadsheet. That's right, I am just that incredibly cool and sexy and amazing.
Things I tagged each fic with: word count, completion, angst/fluff, au/dsmp canon, "Do they kiss?"*, pet names** and additional notes if I felt anything else was worth mentioning (and there are also stars for fics that we especially liked)
*Only if Ranboo and Tubbo kissed explicitly on the lips, didn't count forehead/cheek/hand kisses or anything else of the sort
**Didn't count Boo, 'Bo and Beloved, since those are extremely common in the canon.
This took me and my discord pals many many hours, so I would be extremely grateful if you shared this as much as you could!! ♥
For what is and isn't on the list, as well as a disclaimer, keep reading.
What may be included on the list:
works by authors that also occasionally write RPF (I try to let you know of this in additional notes so you can avoid them if you wish! Check disclaimer for more info about this particular topic tho.)
violence, gore, there's also some cannibalism I think. I didn't tag any CW, but there are reminders to check the warning whenever I felt the fic warranted that.
What isn't on the list:
fics centered around sexual content and or involving explicit sexual content (past or present) (there is one about pregnancy, I noted so in the additional tags) (I also cut instances where the characters were making out...heavily.)
fics about CCs or works that were too ambiguous to be able to make a clear distinction between c! or cc!
works from authors that otherwise extremely frequently write RPF nsfw
unfinished works that were +- below 3K and seemed abandoned or just not properly built out yet (though I did this step very subjectively)
as I went on, I also started cutting out fics that didn't seem to have beeduo as their main focus, or if there were so many relationship tags I felt like you could find them from there as well (<- read as: I got frustrated and left out a lot of SBI centric fics)
shipping fics that included relationships not canon to the DSMP (for example, I cut out TNTduo but kept Puffychu. There's also some light background DNF in some of them I'm pretty sure, though I literally do not think there exists a fic involving both Dream and George without it being DNF, so hey, that's my reasoning. But if you want me to cut those ones out as well, let me know).
Disclaimer: I hadn't actually read all of the fics. Unfortunately, I am not the deity of free time. I've tried to skim almost every single one to find out whether or not it truly is sfw and about c! (but only if it wasn't made abundantly clear by the tags or author's notes, or if I got general weird vibes), and tried to add any warnings and additional notes I could come up with when there were some.
I also hadn't checked each author and whether or not they had written RPF in the past - again, I simply don't have the means for that (and also because most of them are anon or orphaned anyway), though I DID check some, and anything iffy I found about the author I included into additional notes.
I tried to sort everything to the best of my abilities, but I am only human - which is to say, if you DO find some fic that you thing doesn't belong there PLEASE dm me and I'll look into it! We are a community, helping each other is the key 🧡
If you are the author of any of the fics on the list and for some reason want them taken out, dm me and I'll delete them!
If you've got your own fic on the slash tag and wish to have it on the list (if it wasn't there already), dm me and I'll look into adding it!
As for the final note, I'd like to thank everyone who supported me the entire week this took, the Hellen Hellenite discord that had to listen to me bitch about fics, and most importantly, once again thank you @likecarillonbells @uyun @deminjackets for helping me tag the fics and for the philosophic discussions over whether or not certain works are c or cc ♥♥
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green-like-the-sky · 6 months
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Summary: The first time is definitely a mistake. The second time, an accident. By the third time, Nigel is running out of excuses for why it keeps happening; him waking up in his teammate's arms. And it will take a few more times after that, before he can admit to Elio how much he likes it.
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fuzzyfangz · 1 year
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we all hate mondays here, jon
idk what i'm doing honestly but,, silly cheshire garfield
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sun-citadel · 6 months
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greghatecrimes · 9 months
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Home - House M.D.
A little tribute to the show and characters that have brought me a lot of happiness this summer and that feel a little bit like home.
(dialogue subtitles available on youtube!)
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tvreadsandsleep · 1 year
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» Domestic!Attoye || Attoye Prompt Drabbles || Master List «
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Every time Attuma entered Okoye’s body it felt like returning home—no matter where their coupling took place: on the beach at midnight, a public sauna when no one was around, or even, one adventurous evening, in the throne room after everyone had been dismissed from a tedious council meeting (for which their presence had been demanded).
The way her slippery wet walls cushioned and massaged his cock was enough to obliterate any of the day’s small annoyances and chase away, at least temporarily, his more profound troubles. It was as though he was being immersed in her love—especially when her arms gathered around him, her thighs cuddled him close and her face pressed into his—their bodies as tightly connected as humanly possible.
Had he the option, he would have crawled inside her skin, compressing himself to be kept cocooned by her flesh and surrounded by her being. That was an impossibility, though, and, in all sincerity, he cherished moving through life by her side. Her affection, tenderness and devotion were blessings he never planned on squandering.
Waking up beside her each morning gave him the added strength to take on the day. Being apart from her as they performed their duties and completed their tasks was made easier, with the knowledge, that at the end he would return to her. And, concluding their night encased in her body—in any way she allowed, after having shared their day’s experiences—made him eager for first light, to do it all again.
Edited to add: Shout out to @xblackreader and her post where I got the idea for Attoye sexing in the throne room.
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