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unknownfaceless-ds9 · 9 months
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Not who is the best or most responsible Captain. Under which command would you feel the safest because you know " Person would sacrifice everything they can ( Not meaning the ship or so) to get me back home"?
( Sadly can't add every Captain ( due to Limit) so please don't ask " where is Captain xy"
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chrlvctius · 8 months
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I rlly do have a type (captains 😫😫)
her and alexia putellas can step on me, idfc 😭
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kalolasfantasyworld · 8 months
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As I said in my previous post I am a big fan of Black clover and have a finished fan art that I want to share. Here are the Black Clover Captains and the Wizard King all together.
Hope you like it.
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napneeders · 7 months
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i'll be honest this was less gut-wrenching in my head
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englishmagic · 1 month
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Why are captains in fiction always just. The most Dad you’ve ever seen.
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the-classic-dreamer · 1 month
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Jonathan Jones and Admiral Bobbery. 🦈💣 I have a feeling these two would become friends after hearing each others Stories and History with Mario.
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ltwilliammowett · 1 year
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Portrait of captains and vice-admirals of the Royal Navy, late 18th century -early 19th century, by Michael Bartlett (1922-2008)
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captainmalewriter · 10 months
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And now, please enjoy the third installment of me recounting about the men I've possessed:
Adam (aka Moltres)
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Whew! It's been a long while since I last made one of these hasn't it. Maybe like 7 months or more by now? I don't know, I can't remember anymore. But anyways...
I had spent a few months being a homebody with my last body Shawn. I had a blast lazing around while being the beefy, hairy, and handsome Shawn, but my next body prospect was calling. No seriously, I had downloaded a dating app just for the fuck of it when this hottie Adam hit my line. He thought I was pretty cute with my then current body and wanted to meet up. I would have to be a fool to turn down a twunk nerd like him!
I invited him over to my place and let me tell you, the pictures of this guy's hairy pits don't do them justice! We were supposed to hook up but instead we ended up with me worshipping him musky pits while he rubbed one out. I still remember how it felt to have his manly aroma fill up my nose as I nuzzled my face into his pits.
It was during the worship session that I transferred my soul into his body. I took full control of him as he shot his load and urgh it was wonderful! What I didn't account for was that my soul had taken on Shawn's bulky size and when I possessed Adam, all that body mass had to go somewhere. I accidentally turned a lean twunk into a husky pup but hey, as long these hairy pits are all mine, I'm not complaining!!
Edwin (aka Namor)
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Similar to one of my previous bodies, my next body was a gift. You can read the full tale here but I'll give a little summary of how I got my next body here.
It all started when I decided to revisit one of my old bodies for a little leisure time. But despite the change in vessel, I was still bored! That was when a strange client asking to takeover Shawn's body offered an all expense paid vacation as an exchange. How could I say no to an offer like that!?
Long story short- that client turned out to be a bit of a dangerous character. He had managed to figure out how to wield magical powers and he tried to brainwash me to unlock his full potential! Thankfully, his enchanted book summoned a pair of magic green shorts to save the day. Those green shorts forced themselves onto me while I slept, simultaneously transforming and pleasuring my body during the process! While I was busy moaning and writhing in orgasmic ecstasy, I was being transformed into a cosplayer's recreation of Namor!
Sure, Edwin might not be the iteration of Namor everyone knows, but I don't care. I was a buff, hairy in all the right places, magical being endowed with the same level of power (and I was hung like a seahorse). Becoming an avatar of the king and god of the Talokan people without any of the responsibility meant I was free to just float around the world's oceans at my leisure. I was living the life underwater, so peaceful and serene...
Jesús
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In all honesty, as much as I loved being Namor, I might've overstayed my welcome living as the king of the sea. It was once again time to look for a new body.
I swam along the sea currents to visit several beaches throughout the world. I had searched high and low for a new body when finally, in some random beach in California, I had stumbled upon the perfect body. He was with a bunch of other guys, probably on a beach trip with his bros.
I waited until he got in the water to strike like a sea snake. As he swam around, I pulled out my dick and started jerking. After a minute or two of stroking, I shot my load out while still fully underwater. Then, using my magic, I transformed my cum to take on the form of white fish. I then endowed the white fish with my soul, and commanded them to swim to my target. I took off the green shorts as the fish did their work, undoing my Namor transformation. I lost consciousness momentarily, but thankfully it didn't take long for my soul to find its next vessel.
The white fish swam around my next body in circles. He was so amused to see the fish swim around, completely oblivious to what was about to happen next. A fish slammed into his naval, causing him to open up his mouth from the impact. With an entrance available, my cum fish started swimming straight into his mouth. His cheeks and chest puffed out as my soul fish entered his mouth one after another; the taste of cum flowing down his throat and the stimulation from full body takeover making him hard. Once he slurped up the last fish, my soul had filled his body, and I was now in full control. Another possession success!
Originally, I had intended to just laze around with my new body too. You can probably imagine my surprise when I found out that Jesús here was a pro soccer player AND he was currently competing in the Copa de Oro! I was annoyed, but whatever, I could probably benefit from the exercise anyway. Don't want to lose my magical capacity after all! So just know, the next time you watch a soccer game, you might see your favorite Captain possessing a certain Columbian American soccer player out on the field. Now then, if you'll excuse me, besides writing stories and playing soccer, I've got some "bro time" in the locker room with my DL teammates to look forward to... ;)
And that's the story of how I came to possess my latest three bodies! I'll update this running series of who the current Captain is once I go through another three bodies, whenever that happens. Until then, coming up next will be the toy capsule short stories! Stay tuned, and stay sexy. -Captain M.W.
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To. Previous captain Ki
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The young player you protected and comforted
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is now the captain of his country and his club
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comforting and protecting his own
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Time really flies
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The Original Gotei 13
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araina-art · 1 year
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More Pikmin 4
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mochaaaaaaaa · 7 days
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These are my msm ocs that I've made months ago!!! They're actually my very first ones!! It took me MONTHS to come up with the storyline (that i'm most likely never gonna show anyone!) and character lore/info and designs for these two.
Excluded effects + Transparent + Character info: 👇
(Old ref sheet 😭😭)
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CHARACTER INFO:
I actually don't have a lot to say about these too, despite me making a lot of information about them. I'm just gonna say the important facts here:
•Yodel is the Yawstrich! (The one on the left)
•Mersey is the G'joob! (The one on the right)
•Yodel and Mersey are both divorced. They used to be married but now they're not 😞
•Yodel is dead <- she ended up breaking her leg, and a few wings, and she ended up falling off a balcony. Turns out that balcony was actually collapsing, and she ended up getting completely crushed by it.
•Mersey and Yodel's ages were somewhere on the 30's
•Yodel is straight
•Mersey is Bisexual (no monster knows this)
•Mersey is a very high ranked captain
•Mersey got his name because in My Singing Monsters terms the possible names for a G'joob can be "Mersey" meaning "Group of G'joob" so I gave Mersey this name to show that he was a captain and ruler of groups of G'joobs
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oi-oikawa-tooru · 9 months
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kalolasfantasyworld · 8 months
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A flat version of my Black Clover captains fan art
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napneeders · 5 months
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anyway I'm curious to see if Captain Frenchie is just a whimsical detail or if they're setting anything up with it because 1) it's an unexpected choice. not because Frenchie doesn't have the smarts or the trust of the crew but because his style so far has been working behind the scenes with the flexibility that not being a figurehead allows. 2) how was he picked? did they put it to a vote? why not Olu again? 3) I can't imagine there isn't a bit of a power vacuum on the ship that, as much as I love him, I'm not sure Frenchie can completely fill with two very strong personalities who are used to being top dog around (who, to boot, have past beef between the two of them)
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animeloverskylarmoon · 9 months
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Kenpachi Zaraki (Bleach) Chapter 7
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The rest of the week you feel as though you have a new goal.
Who would have thought that Hanataro would be the one to inspire you. Turns out he was stronger than you gave him credit for.
Stepping down the hallway of your barracks, the huge figure blocking your way catches your attention.
It’s already dark, so you’re a bit curious.
“Zaraki-taicho?”
He holds out a bag.
“Yachiru left this for you, take it.”
You reach your hand out. It’s a thick bag of candy.
“Thank you. Would you like to come in?”
“Tch.”
That’s all he says.
But now he’s sitting in your living room as you heat up some tea. You hold back a laugh. It’s not unusual for Kenpanchi and Yachiru to stop by. It’s almost routine at this point. It is a little strange that Yachiru isn’t here.
“Why are you by yourself?”
“Yachiru said she was tired.”
He’s seated pretty calmly given his unhinged personality. His legs are folded criss-cross, and you turn off the fire when your kettle starts to whistle.
“It is always nice to have company, even if it’s you.”
He says nothing, not at first. You move to the cabinets to grab two cups.
“You shouldn’t be so carefree with who you let into your room, especially at this hour.” You turn, placing the cups on the counter.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I’m a man.”
You still look a little confused, and you smile.
“Of course you are, I’m not blind you know.” You joke.
You get back on task, not thinking much of it when he stands. His body casts a shadow over your form, and you turn to question him, but he places his hands on either side of you on the counter. You look up, startled at the way his eyes somehow bore into your soul.
“You’re careless.”
You swallow.
“I-I don’t understand…”
His hand slid against the counter, and he pushed the items right off. The water spills.
“W-What are you doi-”
He grabs your chin, angling your face up gently. You nearly hold your breath when his face lowers. His eyes narrow. You can’t truly believe that this is the same man that runs around challenging every strong competitor. The reaper that loves nothing but a good battle.
“Do you understand?”
It feels like a taunt, he’s so much closer than he’s ever been. Your heart is going way faster than it should. Your fingers grip the counter. You aren’t sure what to do, how to respond. But you have to find the words to let him know.
“I…understand..”
He doesn’t pull away, not immediately.
“Good.”
With that, he releases you. He's about to take a step back, but you grab his robe and he halts.
“W-Wait I..”
It’s hard to articulate when your heart won’t slow down.
“What’s wrong with me..”
If anyone else made such a move on you surely you would have clobbered them.
So why did you just let him. Why are you now stopping him from leaving when you realize his intentions?
His warnings.
“You got something to say.”
His words just raise your nerves.
You frown in annoyance.
“Y-You can’t just make a move on me like that and then walk away! D-Don’t you have any shame!!”
That was not what you had planned to say.
“What exactly did I do?”
He’s wearing that stupid grin and it infuriates you.
“Y-You pervert!! Do you just go around grabbing all the girls like that!!”
“It sounds like you’re jealous.”
“I’M NOT!!”
You huff, pushing him out of your way.
“Y-You're so infuriating!! My life was so simple before you came in with your combat hungry attitude and those stupid muscles!!”
The last part was obviously a slip of the tongue. Your face heats up when you realize. You mean to disappear and save some face, but he takes a step and turns you around. You squeak when his palms press your own on the counter. His body is covering you almost possessively. Back pressed to his chest. His lips just barely brush your ear and you whimper.
“You’re mine.”
You can practically hear the grin in his voice, but you turn your head to the right, and those lips descend on your own.
It shouldn’t feel this good, you should resist.
You need to resist.
His tongue pokes your lips, begging for entrance.
“Stop resisting.” He mumbles.
It’s a tease that makes you hold back a moan. Your legs tremble, and when you feel his large hand cup your breast, you release a soft cry. His tongue invades your mouth and you give in. His tongue is teasing, touching, stroking. It dawns on you that apparently everything about this man is intense.
His fighting instinct, his presence, his sexual energy.
All he’s doing is kissing and you feel like you’ll fall apart.
How did things come to this?
He pulls back after a heated couple seconds of liplock.
“Mine, say it.”
His tongue is urging yours to chase after him. You spin around, trying to get another taste, but he draws back just out of your reach. You whine, gripping the front of his cloak. You can feel every muscle under his robes.
“Say it.” He demands.
“Yours..I’m yours..please..”
You’re desperate, and when he picks you up, your hands immediately move to his neck as you reconnect your lips. He smirks at your eagerness.
“Mine.”
So much for resisting.
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