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lazylittledragon · 7 months
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pov: they saw you from across the room and think your vibe is disgusting
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art-the-f-up · 4 months
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Buzzfeed Unsolved AU part 3
Part 1, Part 2, Part 4
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mayziii · 9 months
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Oh my god, guys
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He said the thing!
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bird-inacage · 1 year
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Episode 11 VS Special Episode | Parallels: Sky Mirroring Prapai
I’m a firm believer that couples will tend to start mirroring each other’s little behaviours and quirks. Look at Prapai nuzzling and nose-booping Sky in Episode 11. We see that again in the Special Episode, but it’s Sky doing it to Prapai. This says to me that the fondness Prapai clearly had for Sky has now transferred over to where Sky is comfortable being openly fond of Prapai now.
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itsnotmourn · 4 months
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going to the mall except your friends are rich and buys everything for you (it went over $5k)
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nephilimbrute · 7 months
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so
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ratwithhands · 1 month
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Haha concept art dump go brrr anyways I had a vivid flashback to Burst AU and remembered an idea I wanted to draw.
Since Emmet fuses to Nihilego directly through Burst rather than attaching to it as a host, he is still able to use its parasitic abilities to latch onto someone. This is the dual pilot vision for Ingo and Emmet using Nihilego together.
This was an idea I could see happening at the final battle for that AU, and honestly it might replace it because this teamwork concept is much more interesting than the OHKO that happens in the original (though ig that means Durant is out of a job plot-wise). Guess I might end up scrapping Celebi after all ^^
Alright so for design notes,
There's more limbs because there's two people running the show, also though it'd be funny to colour code them
Since Emmet is partly Nihilego in Burst, he comprises the actual body that Ingo is suspended in/connected to. In Lusamine's form, Nihilego has a section at the back that has more limbs connected. Emmet is fused to that at the hips, and as such has to lean or hold onto Ingo to reach him/see what he's seeing
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Since I have Lusamine's picture here, the twins have a different shaped bell. It's like two bubbles intersecting, since it has a rounded section around both Ingo and Emmet. It's a bit bigger in the back though
The joints are more angular!! They actually have a triangle pattern both on the edges and holes, and the limbs will match a specific orientation
They can hold hands :) (they pilot different sections of the body)
I am verrrrry tired (It's quite late when I'm writing this) and I can't think of too much else to say. Have a good day and see you later ^^
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hup123hup123slapslap · 9 months
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I’ll take care of you
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northernprincess03 · 3 months
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So tumblr we meet again… how the turn tables 👀
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baziutawrites · 1 year
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Payback
Dom!Xavier Thorpe x Female OC smut
WARNING! If you are under 18 yrs old, do not read this piece. I do not take responsibility for anything if you proceed.
Masterlist is pinned on my blog. Check it out cuz I can't link it.
This takes place after Hop-frogs win the Poe Cup - timeline not specified.
Valerye was sure she and the Ophelia Hall would win this year. So sure in fact, she offhandedly made a bet with her boyfriend Xavier. It was quite simple - if he won, she would be his to order around for the rest of the day. But this wouldn't happen of course, because she's not going to lose... Right? The thing is, she didn't expect the motivation it gave Xavier to prove her wrong. And, oh boy, he did way more to her.
Turns out, her submissive partner was not-so-submissive that night.
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Valerye was standing in the middle of her dorm room in a gobsmacked silence. She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, her heart racing, as the realisation of the consequences of the bet she made with Xavier before the Poe Cup were gradually dawning on her. And it seemed Xavier was immensely enjoying her despair.
“You want me to do what?” She breathed, shivers trickling down her spine.
He was still in the jester costume, hat in hand, leaning against the wall with a self-satisfied smirk on his painted face. 
“I won. On your terms, may I remind you.” He took a few steps towards her and threw the clown hat onto the bed, freeing his hands. When he looked back at her, there was something in his eyes that made her breath shaky. Something that made her feel the heat creep around her back and neck, nesting between her legs. However, she straightened and looked him back in the eye, challenging him. She was the dominant one. No way in hell she would give in that easily.
“So?”
He stopped right before her, making her strain her neck to keep looking at him. She barely reached his shoulders. He lowered himself to her level, his breath fanning her neck, making her stifle a sigh of pleasure. His long fingers ghosted her shoulder, leaving goosebumps where they touched her hot skin. A few loose hairs escaped from his bun and tickled the side of her face.
Just a few nights ago, she was pulling at them, exposing his long neck for her to bite while she was riding him on the floor of his art studio. He was falling apart underneath her, needy and whiny, desperately bucking his hips and begging to finally let him cum. She could see the bitemarks she left on his neck despite the layer of white paint covering it.
And yet, somehow she knew Xavier Thorpe wasn’t about to plead to torture him like that right now.
“So you better get out of those clothes, kitten. Surely, you don’t want to break the promise, do you?” She felt his teeth graze her earlobe and she moaned quietly before she could stop herself. She knew he had his signature smirk plastered on his face again, clearly proud of his effect on her. She huffed, exasperated by his sudden boldness. She didn’t like taking orders, she never had to take orders like this from him, but her pride didn’t let her back down. She most certainly would not break a promise.
He went to sit down in a chair beside a full-length mirror, watching her undress. His smile didn’t falter under her annoyed gaze - on the contrary. A wide grin spread across his face, the clown paint making him look wicked.
He motioned for her to come closer. Valerye frowned - he was still in his costume. He patted his thigh before she could open her mouth to ask what the hell he was playing at. She pursed her lips, feeling more embarrassed by the second, but she sat down on his long legs, completely naked. He purred contentedly, his hands caressing her arms and chest, placing wet, open mouthed kisses along the line of her jawline, neck and underneath her ears, the way he knew would make her lean into him for more. And this is exactly what he needed.
He swiftly turned her body around, pushing her back flush against his chest and sunk his teeth into the side of her neck, making her yelp in surprise. Before she registered what was going on, she had either leg hooked over his knees and he spread them wide, locking her in place. 
There she was, fully nude and completely exposed on her boyfriend’s lap, unable to close her legs, looking at herself in the full-length mirror in front of them. She felt herself go red in the face, earning another smirk from Xavier.
“Don’t tell me you’re shy now.” He feigned worry, teasing her skin with the tips of his fingers, grazing over her most sensitive areas. “I want to see you whole.”
She moaned softly at his words, and then louder whimpers formed in her throat when she felt his mouth on a particular sweet spot at the base of her shoulder. And with that, his hands travelled down her body, working their magic on her hardened nipples, one going even further to rub her clit. She stiffened against him with her mouth agape, moaning breathlessly as he picked up the pace.
“God, you’re so fucking wet”, he groaned into her neck, nipping at her in all the right places. 
Soon, she was wailing desperately under his touch, back arched into him, hyperventilating. His skilled fingers worked mercilessly on her sensitive, now swollen clit. She couldn’t think of anything, her mind going blank in and out again, desperately wanting to reach the sweet release. She inched towards it, slowly, moving against his palm when suddenly, she was past the point of no return. And Xavier felt it too, the way her body went rigid, when she got incredibly hot to the touch and almost stopped breathing. His breath got caught in his throat too, his eyes going wide, looking at Valerye’s reaction in the mirror in front, wishing to remember every single detail about this image. He could feel his dick straining against the material of the costume.
She came undone, moaning throatily, and he felt his hand getting soaked in hot fluid. His brain stopped working for a second, processing what had just happened. He blinked, looking down to find a small clear puddle at his feet. Valerye sensed his body tensed behind her, heard him inhaling through his teeth.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I–”
She met his eyes in the mirror - his pupils blown out, eyes wide and unblinking. He looked insane with this clown like face paint for a moment. And suddenly, he resumed, rubbing her with much more vigour, breathing quickly against her ear. 
“Do it again,” he growled, growing even harder with every moment. He wanted to see it again, to feel how much she couldn’t control herself from the pleasure he was giving her. However, she kept shifting back and forth, squealing and whimpering, trying to avoid his fingers. It was too much for her to endure, the hot jolts coursing through her body almost painful, she was so overstimulated. 
He grasped her face and forced her head hard towards him. 
“Again!” He snarled, his eyes lustful and demanding, looking even more deranged with the creepy, smudged jester makeup on. Something caught his eye right next to her head and a wide, sinister looking grin slowly spread on his face. 
“...or I will make you.”
Valerye’s breath hitched in her throat when she realised what he meant. She told him about her toys on several occasions but never actually used one with him - and right now he was looking at one. A very particular one - the one she intended to use on him tonight, if he lost the race - as he was supposed to. The one charging in plain sight on her bedside table. The one capable of the most intense torture, the one able to make her, force her to cum in mere seconds on one of the lowest levels. And by the looks of it, he knew what it could do as well. His knowing smile, accentuated by the red lines of his makeup, told her he must’ve googled "the magic wand" - surely more than once. This fucker. Her body started to tremble in anxious anticipation. Excitement mixed with fear and desire made her skin break out in goosebumps. She knew for sure she wouldn't be able to stand the intensity of it all.
“Xavier”, her voice small and shaky, embarrassment written all over her red cheeks. She squeaked pitifully when his fingers brushed her swollen clit, as he hitched his knees higher, making it impossible for her to stand up on her own now. “I can’t take this, it’s too much–”
“Too much already? After just one orgasm? Ooh no,” he cooed mockingly, “my poor, poor vixen. Too bad you have no say in this tonight.” He kept toying with her, sliding her sensitive nub between his slick, skillful fingers, deaf to her pitiful pleading. Without a warning, he grabbed her by her throat with his free hand - forcefully enough to drive the point across. “And now. Do. It. Again.” 
Valerye’s eyes went wide with shock as she inhaled sharply through gritted teeth. His large palm clasped around her neck, covering it entirely, obstructed the airflow enough to make her slightly dizzy. She hated not being in control. She was always the one who dictated the rules, who made Xavier crumble under her touch, not the other way around. But now, her mind gradually escaped her once again, more and more with each time he licked and kissed her neck in just the right places and each time his fingers repeatedly stroked her oh so overly sensitive clit, she couldn’t fight it anymore. She knew she was at his mercy, completely defenceless against him. She absolutely loved and hated every second of it. And the new, ungodly sounds forming in her constricted throat were only sealing her fate further.
Xavier’s eyes bore into her in the mirror, savoring every inch of the reflection it provided. Her naked body, fully on display for him. There she was, dripping wet because of him, legs spread wide just for him. The way she writhed on top of his thighs, almost crying from overstimulation, made him want to push her down into the floor and rail her swollen pussy raw. He relished in the friction her bucking hips provided through his costume and the sweet, desperate sounds escaping her lips, mixed with oh god, too much, and I can’t on repeat. Even now, Valerye made his head clouded with lust.
Xavier bit her neck again to steady his mind. No, not now. He wanted to pay her back for all those times she made him cry and beg for relief. He wanted to drive her to the point of madness, the same way she did when she kept ruining his orgasms over and over again. He wanted to make her babble incoherently, his name the only thing etched in her barely conscious mind, exactly like she did it with him, time and time again. And most importantly, he wanted her to squirt on him, again and again, and again. But he had to make sure.
“Do you want to use the safeword?”
Even now, a burning flame of pride rose in Valerye’s heaving chest. He never used it and she didn’t want to either. He slowed his movements, giving her enough time to glare at him in the mirror. He had this stupid smirk on his clown-painted face that always made her go weak in the knees. She pursed her lips into a thin line, not wanting to admit she wanted more of this torture, not wanting to fuel his now overly inflated ego. He chuckled, seeing her prideful stare. Not for long.
“Hm?” He inquired. Without breaking eye contact, he slowly brought his slick covered fingers towards his mouth and licked them clean, humming with pleasure. He knew how much she loved his tongue on her. “You always taste so good, Val.” 
This was enough for her. She whimpered, a pained expression on her face and pleaded quietly.
“What was that? Didn’t catch that.”
“Are you really going to make me beg?” You fucking dick, Valerye thought.
“Oh, absolutely.” Xavier smiled widely, clearly enjoying the power he held over her.
She took a deep breath.
“Xavi, please…”
“Yes?” He reached towards the nightstand, raising his eyebrows to indicate he was expecting more of her. Valerye swallowed hard, eyeing the toy in his hand.
“...I want more.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Please.”
“Uh-hm..?”
This absolute fucking dick. He obviously tried very hard not to grin and she was seconds away from losing her mind.
“Xavier, please, I want you, make me cum for you, please. I’m begging you.”
His fingers dug in the flesh of her thighs at those words. He steadied himself, breathing slowly and doing everything in his power not to push his throbbing cock inside her this second. 
“I’d love to, Valerye.” He groaned.
She felt the tip of the toy touch her exposed clit. Before she could brace herself for what’s to come, he turned it on. And she lost her mind to the absolute forceful pleasure the vibrator provided. A strangled scream came out of her throat as she kicked, writhed and cried, trying to get away from his hands and this overwhelming pleasure. He wasn’t having it.
The mind numbing vibrations stopped for a second. She felt herself slip from Xavier’s thighs onto the chair, just to have her legs hitched up and pinned at both sides of her head, as he latched his mouth onto her incredibly soft and swollen pussy. But this sweet break didn’t last very long either. Even stronger vibrations were now biting at her clit, making her wail like if she was possessed. She felt as if she was on fire and was about to burst into actual flames, when she felt the orgasm. A second later it hit her like a ton of bricks, making her spasm and writhe and squirt. She heard a stifled hoarse moaning that wasn’t her own from between her legs. And when she opened her eyes, Xavier was hunched over her, panting like a feral dog, fighting with the pants of the costume. His face was soaked wet because of her, face paint running down his neck and dripping at his front. He didn’t seem to notice, too blinded by the wild lust he felt right now. He wanted Val to wet his face again but he couldn’t fight himself anymore. He needed to be inside her. Right. Now.
She felt him push his hard cock forcefully inside her, stretching her wonderfully. She was so wet she didn’t need any time adjusting - and thankfully so, because Xavier just simply lost control.
Her mind went haywire. The immense pleasure occupied every single part of her body, making her babble incoherently, slurring a mix of 'yes', 'fuck', 'god' and 'Xavier' was driving him closer and closer to his own release. He couldn’t think straight, his hips pounding her in feverish, animalistic almost, frenzy, hitting all the sweet spots that made her see sparks before her eyes. And then, she came again, screaming his name, scratching his arms, chest and back, pulling him into his own release right after her own.
Xavier Thorpe savoured every part of the image that was present before his eyes. Valerye, spread on the bedsheets, entangled with him in a blissful embrace, was slowly slipping into uncosciousness, feebly reciprocating his kisses. It was truly the most beautiful payback he could ever wish for.
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Dick: Look, I love all of you, aright?
Dick: We’ve been through a lot together, and I would call us family even.
Dick: But please, for the love of all that is holy, stop flirting with my brother.
Like two thirds of the Titans, making heart eyes at Red Hood: No.
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yourmumsc0ck · 6 months
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'Going somewhere', Shin?
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sleepeys · 2 years
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mk #13: moon knight tortures VAMPIRES... moon knight kills people with a SWORD.... moon knight TERRIFIES his ENEMIES....
mk #15: moon knight gets a HAIR CUT.... moon knight OPENS UP ABOUT HIS MENTAL HEALTH TO HIS LOVED ONES.....
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My reaction to them after watching Avatar 1 only:
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My reaction to them after watching Avatar 2 and then watching Avatar 1 again:
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honeygrahambitch · 8 months
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My grandma since she's heard about Mischa and Hannibal's trauma: 🥺 poor him
My grandma towards Will after he broke up with Hannibal: I lost all my sympathy for him 😒
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justletmeon12 · 4 months
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Burrow's End Spoiler Below
Fuck me. Jasper (albeit with everyone's help) did the persuasion check that got them recognized by the humans as sentient?!
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