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#manda <3
cyancherub · 1 year
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ok but now you got me thinking about wasted aki and... is he a slut when he's drunk? like just a lil slutty? 🤏
like 'shoves his tongue in ur mouth and kisses you so hard and unashamedly he's making ur pucci do cartwheels in ur pants' kind of slutty, not caring that everyone can see his hand slipping down ur middle?
or is he still like 🧍🤖 "we are not delinquents, contain yourself please"
MANDA -!!! shakes u,,, ONE THOUSAND PERCENT i believe in slutty drunk aki. the way he gets so blushy in the manga when he's drunk makes me CRAZY !!!!
WASTED AKI.. im going to lose my mind. i feel like he would be so needy and touchy feely I WILL lose my marbles. bc he has so much restraint usually i feel like it makes sense for him to kind of. lose control when he's wasted i just think he DOES NOT CARE who is around he's talking into your ear abt how much he wants to fuck you he's like 'you're driving me crazy do i need to drag u into the bathroom right now?" IM SHJFKFDJ i need him.
also,, dubcon cw but i feel like he would REALLY,, get off on getting rly drunk and letting u do whateverrrr u wanted to him PLS im going to lose my marbles
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jo-harrington · 1 year
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I don't know if comments are still acting up. So I wanted to come say. HELL - this series is starting so good. The imagery is fabulous. I wish I could write imagery that well. So good. I'm excited for it.
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MANDA!!! Omg, than you for such kind words!!! I was honestly very nervous with how it was going to be received because I quite literally ripped the poor boy apart.
Also, the imagery in your writing is phenomenal so don't sell yourself short. You always paint beautiful pictures.
Thank you for reading and sharing and commenting and everything. We're still a little ways away from more in this series, but I'm so excited to bring everyone along on this arduous journey.
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gojira-ekkusu · 3 months
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Heard you needed lil guys to draw
What about Jaiden since she counts as an mcyt blorbo now? (And her lil birds guys too if you wanna)
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ngl i did not have "jaiden of jaiden animations joins quackity's bilingual gay sex island smp" on my 2023 bingo board
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marvelgifs · 1 year
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GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY VOL. 3 (2023) dir. James Gunn
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skizzlebeetle · 2 months
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elven-butts · 4 months
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doing @ariesmortis 's 30 fallout outfits :3 (posted at the perfect time for my fo3 brainrot ♥ hehehe :3) starting with magnolia's dress. amanda would be too shy to actually wear it i think, but maybe just to get a reaction out of charon 🤭
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The Armourer: "The songs of eons past foretold of the Mythosaur rising up to herald a new age of Mandalore. Sadly, it only exists in legends"
Me: *suddenly gets a foreboding feeling and remembering Din's unfortunately habit of being the main character and how good he is with animals* There's no fucking way
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hellcatrising · 7 months
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Larian really gave us Gortash and said
"No you can't get back with your toxic ex."
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pierswife · 6 months
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This is the most on-model you will ever catch me drawing of this man
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cyancherub · 1 year
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I JUST SAW U BOUGHT UR FIRST HOUSE, CONGRATS BB!!!!! i hope you get to decorate it and make it cozy just the way u like it <3
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WAHHHHH MANDA THANK U <3333 i am inviting u over for the housewarming party and we can paint a big mural of our naked anime men on the living room wall EHHEHEE
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jo-harrington · 2 months
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You made my day 💕💕
I’m kissing you and kissing you. You make MY day Manda. I cherish that fic.
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gojira-ekkusu · 2 months
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kafwolf canon dynamic <3
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jorvikpov · 7 months
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Time is standing still.
You aren’t sure whether your eyes are open or closed. You do not know why the grass seems to have moved to beneath the palms of your hands. You cannot tell what time of day it is. All you know is the presence of your horse anchoring you to the earth, the bone-chilling horror of having almost lost control of yourself, and the hope that you succeeded.
In the hours leading up to the ritual at the Sunset Islands, you were repeatedly warned that it could bring you to your very limit. You were under no circumstances to keep going if you began to feel like the magic was too much for you to bear, consequences be damned. You do not say it—you never do—but had you ever heeded this advice, you would have stopped using magic long ago. You are a dam of flesh and blood between your powers and the world, and whenever you tap into them for more than a moment, you feel like that dam is about to burst. You know that this is not what the Druids warn you about. The strain they speak of is not from holding together the dam, but from trying desperately to push every last bit of one’s magic through its few small cracks. You doubt that you could ever drain yourself in that way—the powers that course through your blood feel endless, as though it’s not a lake behind the dam, but an ancient, neverending river—and truth be told, the dam feels closer to fragile than to unbreakable. You do not want to know what would happen if you were to let it burst. You aren’t sure you would live to know the answer.
All things considered, perhaps the Druids’ warnings are not unreasonable. Still, you cannot live by them. You would be next to nothing if you did.
They have changed the way they talk about you, as of late. Between every word of every sentence spoken on the long ride from Valedale to southern Epona they hid secrets and cryptic messages clearly not meant for you. You understood them anyway, of course, and between the brief conversations you and the Moon Rider shared the occasional, silent look, almost as if to confirm that you had both heard and understood the same things.
You cannot live by the Druids’ constant warnings, because you would be next to nothing if you did, and you are not meant to be nothing. You are meant to be what she who you should not know of never became. You are meant to be the fifth to lead the way, as she could not. You are meant to stay true to your task, as she failed to. You cannot live by the Druids’ warnings, because you must succeed at any cost, and yet so much of what they lay on you rings false these days. It is no easy task to believe in their emphasis on you as one of a kind when the feeling that you are little more than a replacement of the girl who should’ve completed your mission two decades ago lies heavy on your shoulders through every second of every day.
In the end, you hardly experienced the ritual, as tends to be the case in situations where magic is involved. Every second of the process was spent desperately trying to control yourself, and when it is over, you spend minutes that feel like hours leaned against your horse, head still spinning from the forces that made your body their home only minutes ago.
You are beginning to think that something deep within you substantially sets you apart from the other four.
You are beginning to think that Catherine was wrong.
You are beginning to think that your fate is not an offer you can decline.
I am sorry, your horse whispers to you, and softly nudges your shoulder. It helps, if only a little bit.
You come back to the world when you realise that somebody is talking to you. The realisation that the sentences are filled with anger hits you before the words making them up do, and it almost makes you retreat into your head again. You force yourself to stay and take in the moment.
It boils down to this: you succeeded in bringing Fripp back, and now he is angry.
He is angry that you have involved a witch in the Druids’ business. He is angry that the Sun Rider is missing. He is angry that the Lightning Rider has gone after her. (You could have sworn that she was here mere minutes ago. Did she slip away during the ritual? Right after?) He is angry that you did not go after her together, and much, much earlier. You should have done so while there was still time and hope to stop her foolish decision. You should have realised what she was considering the second she asked where the foal had come from. For the short time before Linda intervenes, it is as if none of you have done so much as one thing right while you were left to your own devices.
By then, you are just aware enough of the world around you to share a cautious look with Linda, and it confirms what you already knew: you must keep finding your own answers. None will be given to you.
You lock away what little hope you had of perhaps, once Fripp came back, finally having somebody to ask about why the dam feels like it is about to burst, and then you throw away the key.
It will be fine. It has to be. You have made it this far on your own, after all. Going just a little further will not be the end of you.
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demonoflight · 5 months
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The final Deep Cut age progression chart... from Lil' Man to Big Man!
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