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#it was my birthday gift to myself...
quibbs · 7 days
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i'm a little late for 4/13 but i still HAD to pay my yearly respect to my roots
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peaceandlove26 · 4 months
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yet another redesign of my ponysona
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munchboxart · 7 months
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Happy Little Workers comic Awareness
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Mairon in Valinor
Artwork by @drawulan, commissioned by me
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applestruda · 1 year
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Following ancient paths
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robot-carl · 1 month
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It’s my birthday tomorrow so I had to draw my boys 😏.
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artofmimi · 5 months
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today is a day worth celebrating 🎂
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laufire · 7 months
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Bat brothers + Young Justice's "Rescue Op" for @blairwaldcrf “What strange creatures brothers are!” ― Jane Austen [Caption: gifs from Young Justice. In the first one, Dick, as Nightwing, fights the Red Hooded Ninja in Infinity Island, his escrima sticks against the ninja's sword, toe to toe; Sensei appears in the gif, fighting, as well as Black Lightning throwing a bolt against the Ninja after he kicks Dick. The last gif shows the two of them again, standing in front of each other, lowering their weapons after Ra's arrives. The third and middle gif shows Talia walking in the scene after Dick and his team have left, with a serious expression and a baby, Damian, in his arms. That middle gif is bracketed by two gifs with a black and white gradient in its borders, showing a scene where the Red Hooded Ninja removes the hood, revealing short black hair with two strands falling over his forehead, saying "Gray...son."; Ra's replies, ominous: "Oh, your memory is finally returning. Excellent."]
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yutaan · 1 year
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Papercraft commission of Jiang Cheng! The client specifically requested him smiling, which helped to narrow down his pose and expression a bit, but "smiling" still opened up so many possibilities! A confident, battle-ready smirk? A tiny, bitterly wistful smile full of longing for the ever-unreachable past? An unexpected grin when a prank (perhaps pulled by a rambunctious nephew or exuberant shixiong) catches him off-guard? All wonderful options! But in the end, this shy, startled little smile won out. Someone has said something nice to him, and he can't help but blush about it! :D
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“It’s my party and I’ll draw what I want to”
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miramelindamusings · 8 months
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The moment there is a bit of cool weather where I live, all I can think about is rumbelle. I've been thinking alot about Lacey too so here are a few of the sketches I've done :)
#rumbelle#ouat#golden lace#mr. gold#rumplestiltskin#belle ouat#lacey french#lacey x gold#my art#my fanart#digital art#A day of cold weather after all this heat and I'm thrown back to late August/September of 2013#I've just watched OUAT and I am heading to my first year of college and the other first year girls are just as nervous but they're nice#and some watched OUAT and when season 3 started that September we huddled on the couch and watched the episodes as they aired#the cold makes me remember that first year watching OUAT in the dorms with those girls and how cold it could get in winter#after the first year we mostly went separate ways-not for any bad reason just naturally. I have such good memories of those girls though#we celebrated birthdays and holidays together-I still have the shirt of Captain Hook they gifted me#I hope they're happy wherever they are#I found OUAT and Rumbelle when I was discovering myself#those first three seasons hold such nostalgia and magic for me#on another note#Lacey was such an interesting character that I wish they did a little more with#I've been sketching some things out and little doodles about her#like who were her friends? who did she talk to? what are some subtle similarities to Belle but the curse distorted?#I can't imagine having someone look at me but want someone else and other people in town say who you are is wrong/incorrect#I've just been thinking about Lacey bristling at the thought and I remember feeling a little bad that no one really wanted her but Belle#and what about intimacy? perhaps Belle's and Lacey's preferences could be similar but Lacey is more overt about it#anyways just some things I've been thinking about lately :)#I couldn't decide with the golden lace pic if there should be lipstick stains or not so here's both :)#used refs for some posing and hand gestures
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aleeyenn · 11 months
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lush cave 🫨
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samsrowena · 9 months
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samwena wednesday ✧ 4/∞
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thegrindragonart · 6 months
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I FINALLY GOT MYSELF TO FINISH THIS. those vines were so daunting but i did it orz
@ayyy-imma-ninja when i read The Vault the next morning i woke up with this image in my head and knew what i had to lol
fantastic writing and i look forward to every update uvu
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cricketinthemud · 19 days
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…. Do you hear that? It sounds like my wallet sobbing,,
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firapolemos05 · 1 month
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Manners
CW: suggestive, creepy whumper, lady whumper, pet whump, water deprivation, muzzles, defiant whumpee, forced to beg
The glass of water on the table had caught her Pet's attention.
Scarlet noticed him stealing glances over the book in her hands, eyes darting between the glass and the floor. Longing. Oh it was simply adorable how he tried to hide it.
'How long should I make him wait?'
She raised the glass and took a nice long sip, the cool liquid refreshing. Her Pet's gaze held longer that time, a glint of desperation sneaking into his eyes. Chapped lips pulled into a thin line under his muzzle, and Scarlet knew he was trying so hard not to waste any remaining moisture in his mouth on them.
It had been days since she last allowed him to drink.
A consequence of disobedience. 
Fluids and nutrients delivered intravenously would prevent any actual dehydration, but that did nothing to treat cottonmouth. The parched barren of his throat must be unbearable by now.
"You must be thirsty, aren't you, Pet?" she inquired. His eyes shot back to the floor, embarrassment marking his face at being caught. Scarlet chuckled. That pride of his made it too easy. "Come now, you remember your tenth rule, right?"
Mentioning the rules always made him flinch. Oh he remembered alright. She had made sure of that. Made him recite each one over and over, interrupting each mistake or refusal with a strike of her switch across his back.
He remembered them very well.
'Rule 10: Pets do not request, they beg.'
While knowing his rules was one thing, following them was another. And her Pet had a particularly difficult time with this one. A defiant little one, he was, but after several weeks of strict training, Scarlet had cracked his armor. 
Some beautiful cracks. 
The fear that flashed in his gaze whenever she entered his cell. The empty, resigned silence whenever she ran her fingers through his hair, or traced the masterpiece of scars over his skin. He was even getting better at remembering to call her 'master.'
Now Scarlet watched another crack form. Watched the show of emotions he failed to suppress: anger, humiliation, anxiety, craving. She took another sip from the glass and watched the unspoken threat fuel those last two. And soon she spots the exact moment of breakage. 
He turned towards her and bowed his head. His voice weak and rasping.
"May I please have some water. . . Master?"
Oh how delightful. 
It usually takes him far longer to beg. He must really be desperate. He didn't even growl this time. 
The satisfaction was like a drug.
"Good boy," she smiled and he bristled at the praise. He despised it now but it'll be a matter of time before he's craving that too. She pointed to the floor in front of her chair. "Come here."
Her Pet hated to crawl, but he knew better than to attempt standing without permission. Oh well. He can be grateful his arms are bound in front of him today.
He avoided eye contact as he approached, a glare glued to the tile flooring. But soon, he was where he looked best, kneeling at her feet.
His hands rose to reach for the glass, a gesture Scarlet swiftly corrected by catching the chain connecting them under her boot and pinning them down.
"Pets do not use their hands," she scolded and he grimaced. She held the glass out, hovering it just above his head. "Tilt your head back and open your mouth."
His face flushed dark at that, the anger and shame making a reappearance. He had earned his reward, but he still had to accept it however she wished him to. Even if it was a display of power such as this. It was too late for him to refuse, but he almost looked as if he was going to try. Fortunately for him, the desire to quench his thirst won out. He obeyed, his jaws parting as far as the muzzle would allow them.
Scarlet poured slowly, wanting to savor his reactions. She could be a gracious master now and then. She was careful to let the water fall steadily in between the muzzle's wires.
To his credit, her Pet tried to remain stoic, composed. But as soon as liquid passed his lips, the animal need took over. Like an eager dog he gulped it down, leaning closer, squeezed his eyes shut as he craned his neck to catch every last drop. The effort failed him, as his movements made the drops catch on the muzzle, splashing over the metal. Well, that was his own fault. Glossy streaks ran down his chin and neck.
Scarlet licked her lips.
She should do this again, just with her favorite red wine. Painting her Pet's neck with dripping red would be quite enticing. And it would be an order then, rather than a reward. He won't be able to refuse, and won't be able to stop her from pulling him into her lap to lick the wine from his neck.
Oh how he will hate it. And she will feast on his helpless fear.
The last drop of water fell from the glass.
It's barely enough to satiate. Her Pet gasped for air, greedily seeking more where there is none. It will be a short respite, and he closed his mouth to prevent his breaths from stealing that back. Then he noticed the amused expression of approval on his master’s face and turned away, abashed at his behavior.
Scarlet curled a finger through his muzzle, pulling him back to face her. "Now what do you say?"
Another rule he had difficulty with.
Contempt twisted his features, and before he could think better of it, the words already left his mouth. "Go to hell."
Scarlet grinned. She can already taste his regret. 
Time for another lesson. 
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