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sualne · 10 months
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more about the AU!
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noctilia · 1 year
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go-see-a-starwar · 8 months
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HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN AS ANAKIN SKYWALKER AHSOKA (2023) | REVENGE OF THE SITH (2005)
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beskarfrog · 4 months
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we don’t have to do this, tonight or ever i know, luke, i want to
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jell-o101 · 4 months
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Hers a recent Commission I just finished!
Put my blood, sweat, and tears for this one!
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minhtblue · 1 year
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“Touya...! Don’t you remember who I am?!”
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rikkivoid · 1 year
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winter kiss
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kiisaes · 10 months
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found an old shouto in my camera roll so i redrew it (featuring his best friends)
the og art under the cut:
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reserved-system · 5 months
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hi. i saw u reblogged the hermit fanon swap thingy… butterfly joe hills >:)
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JOE OF THE HILLS FROM NASHVILLE TENNESSEE EDIT: You can request more like this over at @pocketofpossums that's our art blog!!
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📺 I’ve never wanted anything as much as you. And right now, I want to make you feel good… 📺
✎ Pairing: Chan x fem!reader
✎ Genre: Fluffy smut
✎ Summary: You’ve been taking it slow with your boyfriend, but you think you’re finally ready for the next step.
✎ CW: Established relationship, virgin reader, nipple play, fingering, sexual anxiety/insecurities, swearing
✎ Word count: 1,704
✩ Special thanks to anon for the inspo! ✩
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The light from the tv dances across Chan’s face. His coffee-flavored eyes are focused on the screen, but you’re focused on him.
He laughs at something said in the movie, and the delicate skin around his eyes crinkles and his nose scrunches up and his lips pull to the sides to put that radiant smile on full display. God, what an angel.
“Hey, you good?” he asks — finally noticing how distracted you are from the movie you chose — and you snap out of the trance.
“Oh, yeah, sorry,” you stutter, redirecting your gaze away from his face and back to the tv as you try to compose yourself.
You see him smirk out of the corner of your eye.
“Okay, cutie. Whatever you say…”
He rubs your legs that lay across his lap, his movements slow and deliberate. His eyes are still pointed at the tv, but his expression is more focused. You get the idea that he’s not fully paying attention anymore, either.
You give up the act and turn your head to face him, clearly looking directly at those huge, soft, pink lips. He does the same, smiling down at you from where he’s sitting.
“Can I kiss you?” he asks, rubbing only your thighs now. It’s making your stomach turn — in a good way, you think.
“Y-yeah. Of course,” you answer, trying to sound casual.
You’ve only made out a handful of times before this, and he still asks to make sure you’re comfortable each time he gets the urge. He’s been so sweet about taking it slow.
Chan smiles again, lifting your left leg and ducking his upper body underneath to position himself between your thighs. His hands press into the couch on either side of your head as he lowers himself down to meet your lips.
The kiss is gentle at first, his lips brushing against yours and settling into a tight-lipped smooch. He pulls back and brushes hair behind your ear before lowering again, lips parted this time.
He closes your lower lip between his, and your mouth opens instinctually. Your hands move to his neck, pulling him in closer as your tongues dance.
The top of his thigh presses into your crotch — you can’t tell if it’s on purpose, and honestly you don’t care. It makes you feel tingly and just… good. Your hips arch upward involuntarily, wanting more pressure.
You can feel his heart pounding against your chest, and you know he can feel yours, too. You can also feel him getting harder, his dick trapped between the two of you.
“Can I touch you?” he asks, almost in a whisper.
“Please,” you answer before he’s even finished the question.
His hand moves down to your chest, cupping a breast over your T-shirt and bra. He’s done this before, it’s just the rest you’ve been too nervous to try. Except for that one time you gave him a hand job, but of course only after you watched countless how-to videos.
His lips follow his hand downward, to your chin, down your throat, to your chest. His kisses are soft and romantic while he gently caresses your breast. Then his hand slides down, under your shirt, and back up. Just your bra sits between his warm fingers and your hard, eager nipple.
“Can you lift your back a little for me, please?” he asks. “I’m gonna unhook your bra, if that’s ok?”
“Oh, yeah, sure,” you say, pushing your chest up off the couch so his hand can slide around your ribs to your back, making quick work of undoing the clasp. Shit, how many times has he done this?
He readjusts his stance and places his steadying hand next to your ribs. His other lifts your T-shirt and bra, exposing your tits to him for the first time.
“Wow…” he trails off, eyes fixed on your chest. One hand reaches back for your breast, cupping the underside in his big palm. His thumb heads for your nipple, pushing it softly up and down.
“Can I suck them?” he asks.
You have no idea how the fuck you’re supposed to verbalize anything in this situation, so you just nod. Your eyes are wide and you keep forgetting to breathe and you want his mouth on you more than you’ve wanted anything in your entire life.
Then it is. His warm, wet lips surround your hard nipple and you can’t help but moan. His tongue traces circles around the mound, and it’s making you tingly again. You raise your hips, and Chan stops sucking.
“Want me to touch you there, too?” he asks.
“Yes, please,” you answer quickly.
“Anything for you…” he says, smirking. Then he gets more serious. “Let me know if you want me to stop, ok?”
“Mhm,” you answer quickly, not wanting any more time to pass where his hand isn’t between your legs.
He reaches down and places his hand on you over your soft shorts.
“Wow…” he says under his breath. “You’re so wet.”
Your body tenses and you push yourself up onto your elbows.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I don’t know how…” you say, your throat clenching like you’re about to cry.
“What? Why are you apologizing?” Chan interrupts.
“Is that… I don’t know. Is that bad?” you ask.
“What? Y/n, oh my god. No. No, it’s not bad at all. Oh, sweetheart…”
He reaches back up to hold your face and places his forehead against yours.
“No, being wet just means you’re excited, you want to be touched there. That’s all,” he assures, brushing your cheek with his thumb. “It’s just your body telling me you want me. It’s ok, I promise. Honestly, it’s more than ok, it’s amazing.”
“It’s… what?” you ask.
“It’s great, really,” he adds. “When you’re wet like this it’s gonna be easy to touch you and taste you and it’ll feel good cause you’re so relaxed. I promise.”
“Ok…” you reply, not fully convinced. But you trust him, and the idea of him tasting you makes you want to throw up — in a good way.
“Here, let me show you,” he says, his hand lowering to your crotch once again. He presses his fingers and palm flat against your stomach, sliding them under your shorts and panties. He cups you in his big hands, applying just a little pressure and moving his arm up and down.
“I’m gonna put a finger in, ok?”
“Ok.”
Your heart may explode out of your chest, but he’s looking at you with this expression that’s so full of love and comfort that you’d say yes to anything he asked at this point. How can someone make you feel so nervous and so safe at the same time?
His middle finger easily slides into you, and he adjusts his hand so he can push it in as far as it’ll go. Then he pulls it out almost all the way before pushing back in.
“Feel ok?” he asks.
“Mmmmmmmm…” you hum. Your eyes are staring at the ceiling, but you can see him smile at the affirmation.
“I’m gonna do another, just tell me if you want me to stop.”
He slides another finger into you, moving them slowly but rhythmically. He runs his fingertips along your walls as he explores you for the first time. All you can do is sigh and try to remember to breathe.
“…and another…”
A third finger enters you. It feels kind of tight, but in such a good way. He works his fingers, pressing and bending to find the spots that make you moan. And he finds them quickly.
“I’m gonna press on your clit, ok? It’s gonna be sensitive and may feel kind of… overwhelming,” he warns.
You glance down at him with a little fear in your eyes. Overwhelming sounds… bad.
“I would never do anything to hurt you, sweetheart,” he reassures. “If you don’t want me to I won’t.”
“No… you can try it. I’m just… nervous,” you reply quietly. “I don’t want to… fuck it up.”
“You could never do a single thing that would ‘fuck it up,’ ok?” your boyfriend says sweetly but forcefully. “You’re perfect. I’ve never wanted anything as much as you. And right now, I want to make you feel good, ok?”
After a deep sigh, you reply. “Ok.”
“Ok,” he repeats. “Now, try to relax. I’ve got you, y/n.”
He puts his fingers back to work, coaxing moans from your lips almost immediately. Then, with his eyes on your face, he presses down on your clit. And holy fuck was he right. It’s overwhelming but amazing and it feels so good but you want it to stop but also never stop all at once.
His thumb starts to make small circles over the sensitive nub, and you feel your eyes roll back.
“Oh my god… Channie…” you whimper.
“Yeah, baby? Feels good?” he answers in a sultry voice.
“Yes… oh please.”
“Please what?”
“Don’t… stop…”
He does as he’s told, finger fucking you with three digits and rubbing your clit with his thumb while his other hand reaches back to your chest to toy with your nipple.
“Baby… will you come for me?” Chan asks.
“Yes… I think… yes!” you cry out as you feel a rush of absolute pleasure rush through your veins and your head starts to spin. You’re grasping at his hand on your chest, squeezing it as hard as you can while you ride this out.
“Oh my god, what the fuck…” you mumble as the feeling drifts away. “That was amazing.”
“You’re amazing,” Chan says, removing his hand from inside you and bringing it up to his pretty lips. “I want to know what you taste like.”
He slowly slides his drenched fingers into his mouth, closing his lips around them before pulling back out.
“Mmm,” he hums. “Sweet.”
He leans down to kiss you, and the butterflies come back. There’s no way you’ll ever feel better than this.
“Next time, I want it straight from the source, ok?” Chan says with a wink.
Scratch that. You have a good feeling he’s gonna make you feel really, really good for a long time.
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frenchfry99 · 4 months
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🌺 I'm back with flower besties! :] 🌼
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Couple of doodles below the cut
What if they all are a lil silly friendgroup,,, having tea and frolicking in the field n stuff,,,
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THEY'RE JUST CHILL LIL GUYS TOGETHER I LOVE THEM SMMMM <3
Minnie and Timothy by @thelone-copper and Buddy by @dxkjf !! Their designs are so fun to draw gah!!! :D
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Bonus mini Magnolia and mini Buddy!!
Plants were 'Lia's special interest since they were a lil kid so she'd be so happy to meet kid Buddy because "moo?? a talking flower?? Must befriend!!" (Would treat him nicely obv!!)
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puddii-ng · 1 month
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various shumikas doodles……
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teeth-draws · 1 year
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Ohhh but he used to think nothing of it…
Torturing my fav RO again from @shepherds-of-haven
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spengsart · 1 year
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Gott weiß ich will kein Engel sein
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beybuniki · 1 day
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I think the dissonance between you and the anons comes from the fact that you do see shipping potential with other characters their age but not bkdk, if that makes sense? Like you can see other pairings through a shipping lens so why not bkdk also (I’m not saying you have to, I’m just assuming people see it as a double standards of sorts)
which i would understand if i hadn't stated multiple times that i am not rejecting any romantic reading at all whatsoever, so i don't know why people act like i am, especially when i retweet ship fan art occasionally like why is this so serious to some people help
but to spell it out, i do not enjoy throwing bakugo and deku into silly ship scenarios as easily as i do in other constellations because their canon relationship is more complex and my opinions on their dynamic are more nuanced and deeper than my opinions on their friendships with other characters. the implications of 17yo bakugo asking deku out on a date differ from the implications of someone like rody asking deku on a date and i don't rlly feel like ignoring that.
i do think that deku had a crush on bakugo as a kid and he does carry some of that into their teenage years and makes everything more complicated like i am not denying that, which is why im confused by people who accuse me of having a double standard when my own interpretation and fan art more often than not hinges on this assumption. just because i don't see bakugo recognize or reciprotate any of that does not mean they can't have that one day, throwing them into that as teens just goes against the reading that i'm very commited like it's not that easy (the love thing), or i wouldn't want it to be that easy it doesn't feel right to me
some people do and i like and respect those readings, i wouldn't share their art/thoughts or do those requests otherwise lmao
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golden-headband · 7 months
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Lady Time… and your new helpers.
Fem bodied!Reader x ESAU Wukong and Macaque
AU created by @emelinstriker
Macaque appeared as if he was about to whine like a puppy, looking up at you as you lay on the bed, unmotivated, and without energy. Uncomfortable. And slightly irritated.
“Are you sure you don’t need anything?” You heard Wukong ask gently to your right. You turn your head into his arm. You had assured before that just lying down with them near you was enough to sooth you in this time of… well… being born a female.
After they discussed-many times-how they could help, you came up with a position that both of them could stay by your side and help you. Knowing they liked the closeness and that feeling of helping you even when there wasn’t really much they could do. Macaque could lay on your left side, using his portal- or shadow powers- to bring chocolates to you while Wukong laid on your right with his hand over your tummy. Where your pain was centered on. You knew that period pains were different for everyone. For you? It felt like your bladder was turned into a vortex of dull knives. You knew the remedies were either painkillers first thing in the morning, or just having something to eat. Hot beverages, heat over the pain. That’s what worked for you before. And chocolate. Lots. And Lots. Of Chocolate. Hence why they had caught you making chocolate chip cookies a few days ago. You were the kind that kept a calendar marked for every time so you could ready yourself for that messy week- or in your case the first few days of the more extreme pain. And since then, they had been eager in helping you in your time. Apparently they had gone through enough Master Incarnations that they had familiarized themselves with more remedies than even you had thought of. You were honestly amazed at how attentive they were. You had only been with them for about three weeks. This was your first time being their Master with your menstrual cycle arriving.
You had always been told guys get uncomfortable with the mention of periods, so you were more used to dancing around the topic, but here they were talking about all the remedies like you were coming down with the common cold and they would be there to help you the whole while. It was endearing.
“The warmth is enough I don’t need any pain killers…” You assured them. Feeling Macaque nuzzling into your side. Making you smile, almost laugh. “I’m better than I was this morning, I’m thankful for that.” You reassure them, moving your hand to lazily scratch Macaques head, feeling him leaning into your touch. On your right you could feel Wukong nuzzling into the crook of your neck. It was all so soothing.
“You sure you don’t want to hit us?” the dark simian offered, making your heart sink. And making him lower his head. Right. You always forget they can ‘feel’ your emotions through this whole ‘bond’ thing that made them insistent on serving you. You wondered if they also feeling this period pain. You sure hoped not.
“That won’t make me feel better. If anything it’ll just make me worse.” You reminded Macaque. You cared too much about them to take your anger out on them. “Besides, I’m not all that angry. I’m just uncomfortable. The chocolate helps though… thanks for making another batch of cookies. It really helps.” You turned and he rose up, knowing exactly what you were going to do. Your lips touched his forehead, and he melted. Both of them curled into you. Their soft fur soothed you. And gosh darnit feeling their tails around you filled your heart with butterflies all over again. They stayed close… until you had to get up.
“Are you alright?” Macaque hurriedly asked. You knew they already missed the excuse to cuddle with you.
“I’m fine. I’ll be right back.” You didn't look back at what face Macaque was making or the probably concerned look on Wukongs face.
“Do you need us to do anything? We’ll do it right away!” You heard Macaque try to reassure you as you stood up and almost wobbled-the price to pay for not using your legs for so long-focusing on the specific door.
“I don’t think this is something you can help me do.” “Why not?” It would’ve made your heart sink hearing how distressed he was. Like you were dismissing his abilities, no confidence in him after all he's done. But then you turned, and he saw which direction you were headed.
“I’m just gonna use the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” You heard how deadpan your tone was. And seeing their expressions almost made you laugh. But you really did need to go. No matter if you had chocolate, pain killers, or heat… if you needed to go, your pain wouldn’t subside.
You knew as soon as you were done, Wukong and Macaque would be there to be your lil snuggle buddies and take care of you while you ride out this whole period thing. You planned on giving each of them a kiss as thanks for everything they did. But where though? Head? Cheek? Lips? ... eh. All of them. Yep. All of them. You concluded with a smile.
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