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barblaz-arts · 3 months
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Barblaz's Wenclair AU's masterpost
*NOTE: This is sorted by order of chronological events. If you want to see them by date posted, make sure you're in my blog before clicking on the name of the AU in the tags if ur on mobile. If ur on desktop, click on my blog's name first then click on the tag for the AU. Have fun backreading mwah!
Inuyasha AU - AU based on the anime Inusyasha. For the youngsters unfamiliar with it, it's an old anime about a modern Japanese teenager named Kagome who gets magicked to a feudal Japan that is terrorized by demons. She accidentally awakens a half-demon named Inuyasha(literally means demon dog) who was sealed frozen in time by Kagome's ancestor and Inuyasha's first love, Kikyo
Wednesday meets the half-demon Enid
Familiar faces
Kitty the Manticore
Pokemon AU - name speaks for itself i think.
Hex Maniac Wednesday and Cute Trainer Enid want to battle!(over a Mimikyu?)
Cover art
Getting to know Wednesday and Enid's Pokemons
List of Gym Leaders, Elite Four and the Champions
The Balcony Talk: Pokemon AU Edition
The boys awakening some "green-eyed monsters"
Challenging Champions Morticia and Gomez Addams(warning: it's still a WIP)
When you're part of their team...
Fanart by @enidtendo64
"Wenclair in my moot's styles" drawing meme by @kris-6758
Fanfics inspired by this AU by IntrusiveCreativity on AO3
Next Gen Nevermore AU - Wednesday and Enid as wives with a daughter named Vega
Meet Vega Addams
She has (both) her mothers' eyes
Mothers and daughter
Enid the wildlife rescuer
Baby's first wolf out
Vega's love for the extraterrestrial
Domestic Addamses
Full Moon nights are Family Nights
Finding the right 'do
The Heroes of Nevermore
Height Difference
Enrollment
SkyWolf
SkyWolf Meet Cute
Meet Sora Toriyama
Clowning each other like an old married couple
Principal Barclay
Clingy wolf
Family Day
Meeting Mrs. and Mrs. Addams
Full Moon Nights are Family Nights(ft. Sora)
Vega's favorite place: Sora's shoulder
Vega's Uncle Pugsley and his diverse children
Vega's Uncle Pubert, bane of her existence
Pubert fucks around and finds out
Happy Halloween
Regine Ottinger
Voices for Vega, Sora, Regine, and Pubert(ask)
Bonus Vega fanfics by other authors:
Enid and Wednesday have a very important conversation with their daughter (by @eggplant-crusader)
Sora visits the Addamses (by TheVeryGayLouvio on AO3)
The aftermath of Vega's first wolf out by @whitebeltwriter
Vega and Sora's misadventures by @whitebeltwriter
Meet the Addamses AU - based on the movie Meet the Robinsons. Due a magical mishap, Vega Addams accidentally brings teen Enid Sinclair into the future and desperately tries to hide from Enid that the Addamses are the family she will eventually marry into.
Wednesday's daughter is full of woe(and stressed as FUCKK)
Addamses of the future
Enid Addams
See you later
Witchcraft Baby AU - loosely inspired by Lilo and Stitch. Wednesday is a witch who used Enid's blood to make a homunculus. The consequences are dire as their creation is taboo and Wednesday used the blood of a Sinclair to do it. Wednesday wants everyone to leave her and her creation alone, meanwhile all Enid sees is a chance for family.
A deal is made(fic)
Wednesday backstory(fic)
Vega the Homunculus (art)
Jailbreak (art)
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freakylilnutjob · 2 months
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most relatable guy ever
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teenandbeyond · 2 years
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Yautja x Fem.Reader
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Edit: I see someone wants a part two, if ya'll get this to 200 notes by next Saturday, I'll totally do it. I'll give ya a little extra if you make it to any number higher than that, even by one. *genuinely intrigued about how this'll go* Edit 2: Here it is babes, Part 2, Part 3
I hear people are looking for this so, here. Also, this is my shitty attempt at a dark fic, because I wanna try one--even though it's faaaar from my regular style, I'm far from a darkfic writer, but I like challenges-- and it seems many people have been craving a dark fic of Yautja more than not, so I'll hopefully help y'all out (I wrote this when I was sleepy so idk how it was). *puts all smutty writing experience into this*
Want more from me? Ask or check out my Masterlist!
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Breed (Predator)
Warning(s): Probably the smuttiest smut I've ever smutted, noncon details, breeding, rough, unprotected, a creamy little pie, size difference, triggers (so do not read if they apply to you), this turned long asf.
You survive with a Predator who killed all of your friends...but it seems the Yautja have taken an interest in you and don't plan to let you leave...
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You groan out, tossing your head to the side.
What makes you realize you aren't in your bed is a few things.
There's an echo.
It feels like you're laying on a hard table.
Your wrists are bound to your chest.
Your ankles are weighed down by something heavy, which after moving around your toes you realize are cuffs connected by a chain, where most of the weight came from.
And most importantly, you can't see, you noticed as your lashes fluttered against a cloth.
"Where am I?"
"Above earth," an amused, disembodied voice responds.
A familiar voice, one of your friends.
"Ester...? I thought you died..."
"What you didn't see didn't happen."
"Hey, can you take this stuff off me?" you grunted as moved to shift your arms to no avail.
"Why would I do that? I put you there."
Your brows furrowed, "What?"
"You see. That whole thing was a setup, I was working with them this whole time."
"But why? They killed your friends! Our friends!"
She chuckled, "Oh, that's what you believed. I was just doing my job to survive. To find them the perfect specimen."
You grunted as you struggled and failed to loosen your restraints.
"You see, they've been for years, creating more advanced creatures to hunt. They've already tried to with another species, Xenomorphs--the ones that spit acid. But they wondered if they could try such a thing with humans..."
Your blood ran cold, "Please don't tell me..."
"They realized they could, they hunted for the perfect human, one who possessed certain genes that had a high percentage of handling a Yautja seed. And when one wanted to kill me after hunting all my allies a few years ago, I offered to do anything. Now I've found you."
"So-ugh--then what? They're just gonna let you go?"
"Well, my part of the deal is finished. There's no other use for me."
"Exactly, idiot," you muttered.
Suddenly you heard a loud thumping sound.
"Ah, here they come."
You moan in despair as you try to move, the cold metal biting against your ankles, "This is hopeless."
"Here's the human you left with, she's perfect, she's worthy of you due to her survival."
Yes, you remember.
Suddenly you found yourself helpless, the two...Xenomorphs you supposed, had terrorized your college class during your international trip to the Daintree Rainforest.
The other creature--the...Yautja had killed a few security guards and three of your friends. As you grew to understand this Predator, you realized it only killed something that seemed to be a challenge, everyone that was killed by it had a weapon at some point.
But you, you're a tough one. You survived, and the Yautja gave you weapons to aid it, you managed to kill a Xenomorph on your own.
You had enough education about tribal tradition to know when it smeared some of its excruciatingly burning blood on you, it found you worthy in a sense.
Or he, since as far as you know most creatures bred with the opposite sex.
"I can leave now, right? If you want I can tell you where I can be dropped off," Ester happily spoke up.
You heard a familiar sound slice through the air, his weapon.
"W-wait...what are you doing? I did what you--what you asked...No! No! No-!"
You heard a body thump and a strong smell of blood fill the air, you knew the smell with little effort after the last two days.
There was some shuffling, you guessed she was being dragged away to be dumped by another one of them.
Then the thumping footsteps started up again, getting closer. Until he stood next to your... examination table.
You tried to shift away, not being able to do much but hold yourself up and not fall halfway off the edge. Only for your arms to get tugged and move you back to the more comfortable position.
"Please...I can't--I can't provide you with anything."
You jumped as you felt a nail trail down your jaw before a scaly hand--that was still surprisingly smoother than you expected--gripped your chin, twisting your head left and right.
You couldn't help the shiver that ran down your spine.
A thumb brushed against the acid mark he gave you on your cheek.
The only sound you heard was a sharp grunt, in disapproval or satisfaction, you didn't know.
His thumb dragged across your lips before his hand went lower...
You stiffened when the wandering hand paused, before yelping at the sound of a blade moving through the air.
He slowly sliced through your long-sleeved shirt and bra, your breath hitched as you felt the cold metal graze your skin. If there was any more pressure, he would've sliced you open.
You let out a breathless sigh as the restricting bra released you. You hated bras sometimes.
You could feel him move and tried to shift away, only for him to catch you by your neck and slide you back into the position you were in.
With a quivering lip, you felt curious hands explore your breasts.
"Please, just let me go..."
You bit your lip at an experimental squeeze.
You couldn't seriously be reacting to this? Could you?
But when you felt something brush against your sensitive bud...
Your breathing skipped.
Another pause, before it was tested again.
Your hands tightened into fists.
Then without warning, he relentlessly rolled the hardened bud between his fingers.
With a whine, you tried to move away, only for his grip on your neck to tighten.
You tried to keep as much self-control as you could, but that changed a few minutes later when his hand moved, your stomach jumping as it came and went and stiffening as the hand stopped at the band of your pants.
"Please...don't..." you desperately pleaded.
There are a few seconds of dragging his thumb back and forth against your hip, as if deciding, but ultimately tearing it all off in one motion.
You squealed at suddenly being exposed, trying to clench your thighs together.
He denied you of this, effortlessly opening your thighs to expose for him to fully see.
You decided to be defiant as you felt him shift onto the table.
"This is--isn't going to work. Humans and Aliens aren't going to be able to--do this," you tried to move your legs, the heavy chain helping you none, "I'm not even remotely aroused--"
He interrupted you as you felt him lean closer to your wetness, feeling his breath hit the sensitive area.
The clicking sound he made almost sounded amused, before making you gasp as he rubbed a curious finger against you.
"Mm--stop--you--you can't--!"
Shuddering as a finger slid into you, you attempted to wriggle out of his hold. Only for his grip to tighten a little more, at this point, he was definitely warning you.
You felt embarrassed by the light squelching sound you heard. At least you didn't have to see.
Then two more were added.
"I can't--that's too much!" you cried out.
But when his wrist brushed against your cilt, your body completely surrendered.
He realized how greatly that affected you and decided to continue learning.
With a shaky breath, you desperately tried to hold back. Tried to deny your body's pleasure with your mind.
You clenched your thighs together at an attempt to stop his hand, but all it seemed to do was piss him off and force your legs apart, his originally slow and curious pace becoming rougher.
You bit your lip hard, keeping in any sounds.
But in the end, your body betrayed you, and with a long whine and bucking hips, you released.
He pulled his hand away and for a moment you thought he was done for now.
Until you felt something rubbing against you, something you could tell already wouldn't fit.
"That's not gonna--!"
You whimpered as he effortlessly slid in with a gravelly groan, the stretch stung.
"It's not gunna--It's not gunna...Take it out...."
Your head thumped back onto the table.
Without a break in movement, he kept moving, the chain connecting your ankles lightly clinking.
You let out a little sob as you bit your lip, you didn't know if it was from the violation or the pleasure, possibly both.
Every time he thrust forward, you could feel the stretch.
"It's gunna...gunna..."
He slid his hand up your throat just enough to push down the lip your teeth dug into with an index finger.
He wanted to hear you.
But with defiance, you swallowed every sound you made.
Until the speed changed, the cold metal rubbing against your back from the table, a stark contrast to the heat you felt.
Finally, he started getting little sounds out of you, whimpers, pleads.
Abruptly, he pulled away, leaving you empty, before easily moving the weighted chain that felt like a ton to you and flipping you over on your knees.
You winced as your face smacked into the table. Your arms still bound in front of you.
You groaned into the metal as he completely filled you again.
As he moved, you felt more force behind each thrust.
"I can't--It's too--too much-ah!"
He slammed harder, which made you try to cushion your face.
Your heard a few sharp grunts, yet not of effort, which didn't surprise you. You were probably a warm-up.
Your body gently quivered from the force.
And the chains loudly clinked in time with him.
"I--Mm--hah--Lemme..."
Combing his fingers into your hair, he tugged you back, landing seated in his lap.
He sat motionless for a few seconds, a throaty groan was let out.
You made one last attempt to wriggle away.
And you think that made him completely snap from annoyance.
And you knew this because when he moved again, it was like he'd decided to completely destroy you.
With roughness you never experienced before, a deepness you never felt, a speed you didn't know was possible, he pounded into you at least a few times before your skin even slapped against his again.
And it seemed he was satisfied, every sound you hid before was milked out until you couldn't even process where you were anymore.
All you could feel was him, the pleasure, that stretch, all you could hear was the squelching of your wetness.
Your mouth couldn't even close anymore, completely drunk off him.
Your thighs shook terribly, barely able to handle him.
And you wouldn't even be surprised if he still went easy on you.
You were close.
When he tightened his grip, cutting off your breathing that was it.
Your hips bucked wildly as you released for the second time, a long moan ripping out of you.
Clenching around him so deliciously made him follow after. Filling you to the brim, and dripping down his length.
You sighed, as you began to settle only to whimper when you realized...
He wasn't done yet.
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aisul-art · 4 months
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"All my talent, it doesn't grow on trees."
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senseioftheseidiots · 6 months
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I did worse.
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lets be honest @spicyicymeloncat @legogeek33 Mcbrag wouldnt have survived w my Wu
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scullys-scalpel · 7 months
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So I made a new fanfiction about Optimus or The Thirteenth (whichever you prefer to call him) reincarnating all throughout Cybertron's different ages until he becomes the mech we all know and love. But since I know synopsis alone isn't enough to get people interested, here are some un-funny memes I made for it.
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Might need to click on these to get a full view of it. But anyways, my latest fanfiction if you are interested. Also slight spoilers involved here, but whatever. Enjoy I suppose.
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remotepunch · 1 year
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Chance encounter
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photofi · 1 year
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Oh yeah uh coughs Hero design doodle [non blocky version-unshifted]
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ero-guro-girl · 3 months
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It has come to my attention that within the interpretation that each Dethklok member represents a different metal genre, most Magnus stans associate him with doom metal; and yet there are no Magnus Hammersmith playlists with doom metal in them.
Presenting: The Comedy and Tragedy of Magnus Hammersmith as told Chronologically from Birth, to Life, to Death; Conveyed through Doom, Sludge, and Heavy Fucking Metal.
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raydianbluesandhues · 2 months
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any de blob hcs? he my favorite dude
Navi here!
I RISE FROM THE DEPTHS to talk about my favorite guy
i have been. Dead i am so glad someone asked about him. finally my autism
Anyways
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I have stated before (though rather vaguely) that Blob is not Raydian, but is instead a subspecies known as Ultrechian/Ultrechter (doesn’t matter, same thing)! They’re basically opportunistic carnivores that, while they also mainly eat fruits like Raydians do, WILL eat meat if given the option. They’re almost the same thing as Raydians from a biological standpoint, with the only difference being they can process negative energy in food form.
And then I realize I never made that post about them like I said I would, so we’re going to make this a multi-topic post now! Buckle up because I really like to ramble
Everything in this specific universe is made up of some form of energy. Color Energy is regarded as “positive energy”. It’s what plants and animals and most living creatures are made of. Color Energy is the diluted form of Pure Energy, which comes directly from the sun and dilutes as it comes into contact with Raydia (and other planets). Think of it like a prism, if it makes it any easier.
Raydians have thinner skin that allows them to take in and release Color Energy, similar to how plants function. They are, essentially, walking color energy filters, and most living things act the same way. Color Energy also manifests in the form of emotion, so when a Raydian is in a particularly good mood, they produce more color energy than normal. Negative emotions manifest in the form of Negative Energy, otherwise known as Ink, which is produced in a specific organ that I am going to call an “ink sac” because if you couldn’t tell already I’m not the most creative person when it comes to naming things
Negative Energy and Color Energy are opposites to each other. Too much Negative Energy in one area can completely negate the Color Energy present, and the same can be applied in reverse. Raydians cannot handle a high amount of Negative Energy, and Inkies cannot handle a high amount of Color Energy. They’re both opposing forces.
So what happens when a Color Energy based organism dies?
The thing is that the opposite of Color Energy is Negative Energy, and when it is absent, Negative Energy tends to fill that void. Since it manifests when they are angry or feeling any other negative emotion, when they die, their bodies quickly decompose and start producing a rather alarming amount of ink. It’s why the trees were all dead as well; without color energy, they’re simply dead.
The same thing is applied to animals. It’s why Raydians don’t eat meat: they lack the proper organs to properly process it, and even then what the hell is their body gonna do with it?
Well! Ultrechians know what to do with it!
Ultrechers live in a slightly more hostile environment. Their planet is a bit further away from Raydia, so they aren’t getting a whole lot of Color Energy as a result. So! They have to make do with the energy present. They have thicker skin because of this, which is meant to trap in whatever energy they consume. They eat fruits, which contain high amounts of Color Energy, but another good way of getting energy is by eating things that also contain it.
The only issue with this is that said energy turns into Negative Energy quickly, and this normally wouldn’t be very good,,,,, Ultrechers are built different however. They simply Don’t Give a Shit
The Negative Energy they consume is processed and instead turned into a toxin that is dispelled in their claws and their teeth, basically if they bite or scratch you, you’re going to be in pain for a while. It’s a good way to reuse the Negative Energy that would kill a Raydian in any amount, but also incredibly terrifying if you think about it too much
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So anyways, back to Blob and why all of this is even relevant:
Blob was NOT raised on Ultrect. He wasn’t exposed to said low-energy environment, and didn’t develop the proper tools his species normally would. He can’t produce the venom because of how his body reacts to ink. His skin is thin, like a Raydians, due to how his powers function. Any amount of Negative Energy consumed would likely hurt him instead. He gets tempted by meat, but he doesn’t eat it because
1) He would be seen as a fucking freak, more so than he already is
2) His stomach would hurt later. It’s like being lactose intolerant but you actually listen to your gut when it tells you that You Shouldn’t Have Eaten That
He doesn’t even mind eating fruits! It’s one of the few ways he gets his energy, outside of literally sitting in paint all the time. Plus! Fruits taste good! Why would he complain about eating fruit
Oh yeah, it also hurts his stomach
The thing about Color Energy is that too much of it is ALSO a bad thing. It is a very unstable energy source, and if mixed with Negative Energy, can lead to some… unsavory events occurring (black hole). Yes, Negative Energy is a “bad” source of energy, but Color Energy can be lethal as well. Raydians, depending on their size, require a minimum amount of Color Energy to survive, but also have a maximum amount as well. Too much energy can lead to stomachaches and even death in worse cases. Ultrechers also have a limit as to how much Color Energy they can have, and it’s much LESS than Raydians due to their thicker skin.
Even though Blob was raised on Raydia, he is biologically an Ultrechian. His body will tell him that he has had WAY TOO MUCH energy in the form of him throwing it up later or just in general not feeling good after a big meal. Even though he has thinner skin due to his powers, his body and DNA are still Ultrechian, and his instincts and basic genetic programming are telling him that he has consumed way too much Color Energy in one sitting. He’s old enough to understand his limits, but Blob generally doesn’t give a shit about rules or limits, so you can imagine how family dinners go. Thanksgiving’s a bitch
He also doesn’t eat in front of people. He’s. A messy eater
Some other, smaller, headcanons because I think I’ve rambled for too long and I don’t want to give y’all migraines:
Blob is bilingual and can speak in both Raydian and Ultrechian! Both of the languages are similar to each other enough to where Raydians can (sort of) understand him when he speaks in Ultrechian, but even then he doesn’t speak often enough for this to matter much.
Blob is actually fairly introverted and doesn’t like social gatherings all that much. He can handle a conversation, just not with multiple people at the same time. He hates interviews.
I, personally, HC him as intersex and genderfluid! He literally doesn’t care about how you refer to him, as long as you’re nice about it and aren’t a fucking bigot
Blob is pansexual as well, as long as you’re nice to him then it’s fine
Blob, when angry, tends to fall back onto his native language to call you curse words you didn’t know existed
Blob actually has a bit of a temper and has a limit for how much bullshit he can handle before he simply loses his mind. He tries to be playful about things but he can only handle so much shit
Him and the CU get along well, though. They understand his boundaries enough to give him space when he needs it. He views all of them as close friends, and he even has a sibling-like relationship with both Pinky and Zip. He may have a tiny crush on Arty but he…. Doesn’t act on it in fear of being rejected
He doesn’t remember how he got his powers. It’s a fuzzy and painful memory for him, and he usually says he was born with it to get people to stop asking. He doesn’t remember, and he doesn’t want to remember.
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o-rbin · 10 days
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Finally, I have been working on these for a while and they are here at last Just in time for the con rush I have answered the call, y'all kept asking me for more gojo so he's here I have brought him uwu
These sticker designs are getting made as we speak! But for now, here's the preview of them <3
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okay i'm feeling bored and also a little tired but mostly bored so.
idk. did yall know i don't like strawberries or watermelon or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches or cheeseburgers or blackberries or pepperoni or maple syrup on pancakes or most sandwiches or most burgers or salads or soda or coffee or lemon or yogurt or milk or ketchup or mustard or mayo or mango or pineapple or beans or jelly or jam or pie or strawberry ice cream or tomatoes etc
genuinely tho the sight/smell/sound etc of yogurt makes me nauseous. oh and i don't have any allergies
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pregnantsecondo · 8 months
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Pov the papas (plus sister imperator) react to you having rabies 💔
0. Nihil
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"I had rabies once but I didn't go around telling everyone about that. Keep it to yourself. I swear, your generation is so self centered and selfish."
1. Primo
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"It's not rabies it's a witch's curse. Y/n, I'm going to find a way to break this curse just give me a few days. Wait, hold on..." *lets out a loud ass fart*
2. Secondo
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"I think you have the wrong number..." (Note: secondo hung up on us 😭)
3. Terzo
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"please tell me you got bit on your cock and I have to suck the rabies out now. Is that how it works? It's not? That's for snake bites? ...fuck."
4. Copia
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"rabies huh? that sucks... here's something to make the pain go away..."
5. Sister Imperator
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"this is excellent timing, actually. You were scheduled to die in a week and now I don't even have to hire someone to kill you. Thank you for this, you've made my job a little bit easier."
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princessbrunette · 3 months
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well you smell like farts and ur a coke addict so whatever…. i like sarah more
-ward anon
OH THATS NOTTT
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nameless-is-nameless · 6 months
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All my inktober drawings, in order!! Hoping to scan them maybe, but here they are for now.
I might need to do one last one today to fill that awkward gap...
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