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chuluoyi · 2 months
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i just purchased this 30cm gojo plushie🤧
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amandaherzman · 8 months
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This month's herbologist reward is the dandelion! These plants have fortitude, and have followed us irrepressibly all over the globe. They are fascinating, sometimes overlooked but full of interesting folklore and facts! If you like these prints (and more) please consider joining my patreon!
Also, as everyone knows - times have been real tough. I don't want to go into it too deeply, but my patreon has been steadily shrinking all year (understandably) and my costs to run it have risen at least three times. If you're able to share or promote my work, to anyone who you'd think like it, to your followers, to your friends, thank you. It's been a really intense year, and I don't want to be doom and gloom just yet, but things are tough. Thank you to everyone who has supported my work, monetarily, or not. You are the best and the reason I keep creating 💖
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markiecake · 2 months
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warnings/ tags: big dick jisung, size kink !!, dubcon (?), 'too big', ji is so pussy drunk, creampie (as always)
note: this is saur short omg but i just wanted to get something out of my drafts and out for y'all (°ロ°)
jisung not understanding how much bigger he actually is than you and not giving you any time to adjust to the size of his cock when it's your first time with him :((((((
your cries and whines of how it hurts and how he's too big falling flat as he literally cannot hear you with how into it he is D: the feeling of you wrapped around him so tightly making his brain short circuit.
light whimpers of 'ji, ji, ji!' slipping past your lips and your eyes screw shut trying to get past the pain 😵‍💫
you weakly scratch and paw at his chest, leaving red scratch marks all over him, trying to get him out of the trance he's in, but it's no use as he continues to use ur tight cunt until he cums inside of you !!!!
when he finally snaps out of it and looks down at your tear stained face, apologies spew out of his mouth while he strokes your hair and places sweet kisses all over ur cheeks and forehead, trying to make you feel better `(*>﹏<*)′
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whollyjoly · 13 days
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hot in the day, hot in the night, hot as the coal coming to tread, light on your bed, here we go oh, listen whistle roll (baby the, the sun is getting low)
the bucktommy cowboy au nobody asked for part two (part one) (part three)
(song insp.)
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cheekylittlepupp · 3 months
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bridge-demon · 8 months
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thinking about certain aspects of death the kid's character that i wish were talked abt more. like... he's a crybaby. he's a showoff. he's sassy. he's really not that bad w/ people for the most part, as long as he isn't freaking over them being too asymmetrical or something. he cares deeply for his friends. he's smart but in a dumb way. do y'all get me.
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extreme-neutral · 1 month
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Rat dad!
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self-indulgent af 👉👈 I'm really into humanization art and got triggered by a single tag 😔 (by @sidesteppostinghours btw)
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viasaeli · 2 months
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i’ve failed you, again.
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ylissebian · 2 years
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and then sometimes we’d jump over the fence at the zoo in the middle of the night to look at the baby rhinos
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heartbepure · 3 months
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despite childe's affinity for bloodshed, i'm certain that he would want to be very sweet and motherly towards the person he's fallen in love with. and depending on how much he likes you, he might even go as far as domesticating you.
and because i also self-ship with childe, i think if he were to learn about my family, his desire to domesticate me will grow even stronger. and if you share the same problems as me, that applies to you too lol we are one big self-ship with childe here
childe's life consisted of ice fishing with his dad coupled by stories of heroes and their adventures, frolicking in the snow with his siblings which inevitably end in snowball fights, then coming home to a nice, warm and hearty meal made by his mother which he gets to share with his family. as dinner rolls around, they fall into a pleasant yet noisy conversation. the chaos spurring in the dining room would probably bother anyone but that is to be expected from a household of that size and childe wouldn't have it any other way.
even after falling through the abyss and experiencing the horrors, he has fond memories of his home and because he loves you, he fully expects that your childhood was much the same because it's what he had and what you deserve.
so when childe finds out that you had a horrible childhood, it makes him unbearably upset. maybe even a little violent. what do you mean your parents treated you like that? what do you mean your siblings didn't help you? what do you mean you were all alone with no one to help you, no one to talk to?
it's interesting from a yandere childe perspective too because if you're the type of darling to reject his advances then he'll simply register your unwillingness as a result of neglect and childhood trauma.
this leads to childe wanting to fix you (?) as in he will become the ultimate malewife just to take care of you. it's no wonder you can't accept his love and loyalty, you don't know what it's like to be loved! to be taken care of!! don't worry, he will show you. and if you still reject his advances after that, well, it's not like he'll ever give up until you finally understand just how much you mean to him.
i don't think he'll go as far making your family suffer because yandere or not, he is family-oriented so he respects the concept of family, no matter how fucked up the dynamics are. at the very least, i think he'll just take you far, far away from them. if they do try again though, he will put his foot down. just a little threat here and there. nothing too crazy. (how benevolent of him. are you seeing this, darling? isn't he so kind?)
he is seething, of course. he doesn't understand why anyone would ever want to hurt such a precious thing like you. but no matter, with him around, nobody will ever hurt you like that ever again.
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artsywitchling · 4 months
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I'm having a really bad artblock and everything, so I thought I just end the year with a self portrait.
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livesincerely · 4 months
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squirming outta my skin (i'm in love with you) ch.1 - prologue: one helluva first meeting
AKA, the cheerleading fic. Also on Ao3
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The team hasn’t even gotten through their first set of ladders before Albert sidles up to him, scowling darkly.
“Heads up,” he says, jerking his chin over towards the sidelines. “DeLancey’s fucking with the cheer team again.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Jack groans, turning away from the field to look. 
Sure enough, Oscar’s making a complete ass of himself as usual, leering creepily at the cheer squad while they try to warm up. Even as Jack watches, he lets out an obnoxious wolf whistle, reaching out to tug at one girl’s skirt, then laughing meanly when she darts away.
“Where’s Coach?” Jack asks, already exhausted.
“Hell if I know,” Albert grunts. “Enrichment meeting or some shit, probably.”
“Of course he is,” Jack sighs. He tears off his helmet, wiping the sweat from his brow. “Keep an eye on everyone, will ya?” he tells Albert. “I’ll handle Oscar.”
“Yeah, sure,” Albert says, clapping him on the back. “Good fucking luck, man.”
One of the other cheerleaders—a male cheerleader, who ushers his teammate behind him with a protective arm—is already chewing DeLancey out before Jack’s even made it halfway across the field, clearly furious. 
“—picking on freshman now?” Jack hears as he jogs over, the cheerleader’s tone utterly frigid. “That’s pretty pathetic, even for you, DeLancey.”
“Aw, don’t get your panties in such a twist, Jacobs. It’s just a joke, no harm done—“
“Oh, there’s gonna be some harm done when I kick your fucking teeth in you piece of shit⁠—”
“Hey!” Jack shouts as he approaches. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, DeLancey? You’re supposed to be running drills, not harassing the cheer team. Get back on the field.”
“This is your last warning, DeLancey,” the cheerleader—Jacobs—continues, not paying Jack a single whit of attention. “Keep your filthy hands to yourself and leave us alone.”
“Or, what, Jacobs?” DeLancey sneers, the prick, crossing his arms over his chest. “You gonna shake your pom poms at me?”
“Hey!” Jack cuts in firmly, because if he doesn’t, this Jacobs guy might actually tear DeLancey a new asshole. “Oscar, get back on the field. Now.” 
Jacobs glances towards him then, and for a split second, all Jack can think is blue. He’s got eyes like the summer sky, vivid and vibrant and vicious, made all the more striking by the dark curls that fall across his forehead and the angry flush blooming high in his cheeks. But his gaze only lingers for a moment, those piercing eyes swinging back towards DeLancey, who’s proving that he’s just as stupid as he looks by lingering instead of beating a hasty retreat.
“I’m not going to tell you again,” Jacobs says, his voice hard. “Because I can and will kick your ass up and down the fifty yard line if I have to, but I’d hate to embarrass you in front of your teammates.” He pins DeLancey with a look of incredible disdain, then amends, “Not that you need any help in that department.”
“Oh, yeah?” DeLancey says, taking an angry step forward, his face starting to turn an ugly shade of red. “I’d like to see you try.”
“No,” Jacobs says, with a smile that’s all teeth. “You really wouldn’t.”
“DeLancey!” Jack barks, absolutely fed up with Oscar’s bullshit. “I swear ta god, if you aren’t back on the field in the next twenty seconds, you’re gonna be warmin’ the bench during tomorrow’s game!”
It’s this threat that finally lands.
“What? You can’t do that!” DeLancey blusters. “You need me!”
“Because who doesn’t need a wide receiver that couldn’t catch a pass if it literally hit him in the back of the head,” Jacobs mutters pointedly.
“Shut the fuck up, Jacobs!” DeLancey snarls at him. “Prissy fucking bitch, getting all huffy over nothing! Why don’t you go back to your cartwheels and toe touches before I have to teach you a lesson—“
Jacobs’ expression goes flat. Then he hauls his arm back and drives his fist directly into DeLancey’s face. 
Oscar never even sees the hit coming—he falls flat on his ass, eyes watering as he cradles his nose.
“What was that, DeLancey?” Jacobs asks cooly, shaking out his hand. “The prissy fucking bitch didn’t quite hear you.”
“Holy shit,” Jack breathes, mouth agape.
“You⁠—! You stupid fucking⁠—!” DeLancey can’t even get the words out. Blood is trickling out one of his nostrils, the skin around it already starting to turn splotchy. “I’m gonna⁠—”
He staggers to his feet, fists up, ready to charge. 
“DeLancey.” Jack’s between the two of them in an instant, stopping Oscar in his tracks with a single, scathing look. “I said to get back on the fucking field.”
DeLancey gapes at him stupidly for a few seconds—Jacobs has clearly knocked a few brain cells out of him with that punch, and it’s not like he had that many to spare to begin with.
“You can’t just let him do this to me!” he finally sputters, like he ain’t the one that started all this shit in the first place. “What, just ‘cause some skirts got pissy over nothing? He’s just a cheerleader and I’m—“
“—already on thin fucking ice,” Jack says, voice hard. “I’m getting pretty tired of puttin’ up with your bullshit, Oscar, and once I tell him ‘bout this latest stunt, I’m pretty sure Coach will agree with me. So, you’re gonna wipe your face, stow the attitude, and get back on the green or I’m gonna drag you out there by the roots of your fuckin’ hair. Go.”
DeLancey throws him a sour, mutinous look, but finally, finally, does as he’s told, stomping off to locker rooms like the overgrown toddler he is.
“Asshole,” he mutters under his breath.
He turns to Jacobs, who stares back at him steadily, chin lifted. He’s still flexing his hand a little, the skin around his knuckles split in a couple places.
“So, uh,” Jack starts, hesitant in the face of Jacobs’ stony expression. “I’m real sorry ‘bout all that.”
“Uh huh,” Jacobs says, arching an unimpressed eyebrow. “Sure.”
“No, honest,” Jack insists. “It was about time someone knocked that smug look off his face… but it shouldn’t’ve had to come to that. Do you, uh,” he shifts his weight from one foot to the other, not sure what to do with himself. “Do you want some ice for your hand? That was one helluva left hook⁠— or, I could, um⁠—”
“I am just fine,” Jacobs interrupts, his tone biting. “So, please feel free to save the All-American, Boy Scout routine for someone who cares. If you really want to help⁠—” the look on his face makes his opinion on the quality of Jack’s help crystal clear, “—then you can make sure shitheads like Oscar DeLancey stay the hell away from my squad. And if he comes within spitting distance of one of my girls again, I’ll have his fucking dick in a vice.” 
A razor sharp smile. “So glad we had this talk.”
And with that, he marches away.
“Oh, fuck me,” Jack murmurs to himself, utterly enraptured as he watches him go. He’s real, real pretty and he’s real, real mean: Jack’s heart is already doing loop-de-loops around his chest, his skin buzzing with static. “‘M so fucked.”
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m3llowm1sh · 3 months
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anthro ottos, luckys, cocole, and a leo 4 @granat-sof + blade bros 4 @sirwow :3
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ezlo-x · 6 months
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Hi im not fully back just wanted to ask smth real quick it’s nothing crazy
Like almost a year ago i think i saw this one art piece of OoT Ganondorf in the pose of the painting “The Fallen Angel” he was butt booty naked HOWEVER he had top surgery scars and the art piece was so pretty. I am unable to find the post again cause tumblr’s tag system is wonderful and once you see it once you never see it again and it’s been so long since I last saw that piece
I was wondering if anyone knew what i was talking abt? And if so if they could send me the link for it pls? 👉👈
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vigilskeep · 9 months
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have a slightly stressful thing to do today so i am going to be exclusively thinking about whatever gender fhawke has going on to distract myself and oh boy is it working
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purpleguysimp · 10 months
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*barfs up drawing*
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Here :•] i drew the blorbo sleeping while i was actually supposed to be cleaning lmao
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