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15 years old with powers
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sadbeautifulttragic · 6 months
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Hang on, it gets easier, and then it gets okay, and then it feels like freedom...
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rockymountainqueen2 · 4 months
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A funny moment from Thanks To Them's storyboards that I desperately wish had made it into the actual episode.
Source: https://www.hayleynwong.com/work/the-owl-house-samples
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nothingbizzare · 10 months
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Giorno and Fugo from my Knight and Prince fugio au !!
Read here if ya wanna hear the story :)))
Soooo Basically Fugo is a prince who is only in the palace of Passione because he has some curse which his family wants to keep secret from the general public. He grew with the idea of him being basically a monster with this curse. He is of course a bit spoiled, imagine a spoiled chihuahua jfgjdhhjjhffhj. He escapes the palace ones but oh boy... he does not know a thing about how is out side a palace.
Soo he meets Giorno for the first time when he is like walking around in a nearby forest, swearing all the time about how he hates the mosquitoes and nearly falls in a river. Giorno here , in this au is a Knight and was just chilling in the forest with his Horse named Goldie! They noticed Fugo and try helping him. After that Fugo and Gio start hanging out and become friends and then lovers !
Giorno's initial plan was to overthrow the royal family but when he meets Fugo he is conflicted. But Fugo is like " let's overthrow my family together ! " fjhhkhfhkffkhfjh
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summerblueringo · 4 months
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2010 Turkish GP
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2010 Chinese GP
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2010 Malaysian GP
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nollimet · 1 year
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“A love letter to all the newts who’ve made me cry”
Linoleum relief print, violet ink on fawn paper, 2023, 14”x14”
[Available for sale on my store]
A few close ups (that betray the true colors)
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tokeromaru · 5 months
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i am so funny
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yunmech jiang or whatever
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clownsuu · 9 months
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So, I wanted to genuinely ask you something! I absolutely love Mob!Robbie and have been thinking of getting a tattoo of him. Are you ohkay with things like that? I wanted to ask before getting excited and making an appointment.
O shid??? I mean yeah as long as ya don't claim him as your lil dude you've created, I'm completely fine dawg!
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tea-cat-arts · 6 months
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Welcome to my Pokémon AU (courtesy of my general insanity + feedback from the fe3h discord server I'm in) featuring the Golden Deer
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nectarishes · 9 months
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In his eyes
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bleuberriies · 2 years
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Have some toh doodles (and a huntlow comic) during the hiatus
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techno-foxx-comixx · 4 months
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More FNAF movie doodles
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nothingbizzare · 1 year
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The found family is here and they do crime
(Trish gonna be separated </3 and be with Sheila because lesbians stay together)
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forlorn-crows · 10 months
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Mountain getting fucked in pretty lingerie, but only waist down :) Garter belt and stockings, flower pattern lace. His chest decorated with hickeys. Him blushing like the freshly blooming flowerbuds in his garden. Sweat glistening on him like morning dew getting hit by the sun. Just letting you think about that :)
yeah i'm thinking about it. in tandem with @media-nocte's tidbit about "tall stockings, real silk, Mountain WOULD NOT wear polyester nylon. Are they stay ups or maybe he needs a garter? The choice is yours" and @riverghoulsworld's ask for "Mountain getting princessed the way he does for everyone else".
morning dew, you say?
“Should get you under me more often if it gets you to look like this.” Warm hands drift over the silk stockings adorning Mountain’s long legs, fingertips playing with the lacy trim at the top hem. The stockings, reaching all the way up to his mid thighs, are held up by a garter belt slung low on his hips. It’s adorned with leafy embroidery, bright magenta appliques that frame his groin in little triangles of lace. The socks are the same purple, a perfect hue to bring out the olive undertones in his freckled skin. The matching set brings an air of grace to the earth ghoul’s otherwise gangly limbs, softening their edges and making him look almost delicate beneath Dew. 
The fire ghoul hooks a nail under the garters, snapping the ribbon gently. 
“You know I wouldn’t say no, if you asked,” the earth ghoul rumbles. He rubs one of his calves against Dew’s thigh, caressing, indulging in the satisfying, yet grounding feeling. Dew snaps the elastic at the top of the stocking too, just for good measure. It makes Mountain’s breath hitch, re-ignites that nervous flutter in his belly, all too intoxicating. 
“Hm. You’re blushing,” Dew comments, smoothing his hand under the opposite leg and grabbing at the meat of Mountain’s thigh. Shifting him gently. His flush darkens at being called out, the saturation almost matching that of the bright magenta silk, or that of the dozens of marks that litter his chest where Dew sucked, kissed, and bit. 
“Cute.” It’s a warm compliment rather than a tease. "This is a good color on you, you know." Dew skims his hand further up the underside of Mountain's thigh, nearing closer to his ass. The other hand abandons the hem of the stocking to travel up the line of the garter strap, migrating towards the belt and hovering just to the right of Mountain's ruddy cock. It kicks at the proximity of Dew's hand, a little bead of precum welling up from the slit. He bites his lip, watches it drip out. 
"Fuck, please fire lilly," Mountain gasps.
"Ask me?" Dew says in a quiet voice. His fingertips trail closer to where he really wants it, dancing along the appliques just above his dick. "I like when you ask," he says with a small smile.
"Hah—will you—" He takes a shaky breath. "—will you fuck me, please?" Mountain looks up at him, a twinkle in those begging puppy dog eyes.
Dew presses a kiss to his bent knee and eases it over his shoulder. "Absolutely." He runs the flat of his palm down Mountain's cock, making a pleased noise when it throbs under his hand. But he keeps going, tucking under the opposite leg and hiking that one over the corresponding shoulder. He sinks down onto his belly, eyeing the earth ghoul with a coy smile all the way down. Dew licks his lips, tantalizing and slow. 
"Yeah," Mountain breathes, craning onto his elbows to watch Dew close the gap between his mouth and his hole. "Yeah, your mouth—please, oh." His head thumps back onto the mattress, sentence dissolving into a soft feminine moan as Dew licks across his rim. His tongue is hot, just like every part of him, smoothing over his hole with a wet warmth unique only to Dew. He wastes no time, dipping the tip inside, carving space for himself. The earth ghoul keens, curling his stocking-clad toes against Dew's ribs.
The fire ghoul huffs a laugh against him. "Watch the feet. Tickles."
“Sorry,” the word breaks into a whine when that hot tongue dips back inside, swirling and prodding. He continues to wring little noises out of him—sounds just as small as Dew manages to make the big earth ghoul feel. Delicate. Soft. 
Mountain’s wringing his hands into the sheets in less than three minutes, smushing his cheek into the pillow while his slack mouth threatens to let loose a line of drool. His thighs start to shake when Dew really goes for it, pressing his nose into his taint and pressing his tongue in as far as it’ll go. Mountain can feel the curl of a smile in his lips when he hums against him on purpose, just to make him throb. 
Dew pulls back, giving his hole one last tease before giving the side of his thigh a smack. “Alright, ass up, princess.”
Mountain barks out a laugh at the demand. “Okay, sir.” 
Dew shimmies out from between his legs so the earth ghoul can flip onto his stomach. Mountain slowly lifts his hips into the air, peeking over his shoulder and wiggling his ass at the fire ghoul. With his thighs pressing neatly together, his ass and legs make the vaguest heart shape. Dew can’t resist the silhouette, grabbing his hips and yanking them further into the air with a playful growl. 
Mountain gasps, head dropping back down to the bed and tail lifting to grant Dew better access. 
“Fuck, Mount,” he groans. He traces around the still spit-slick hole with one finger. “Even better from this angle.” He presses inside, just up to the first knuckle. Watches the way the ring of muscle constricts around him, beckons him further. 
Dew places a warm hand on his lower back while he works him open, heat radiating into his muscles and helping to relax him to the stretch of Dew’s fingers. It’s lazy, indulgent; there’s no rush to his ministrations, despite the slightly desperate way Mountain ends up fucking himself back onto the digits once he’s full of them, precum no doubt staining the fronts of his stockings. 
When they’re ready, Mountain lets Dew guide him to the right height, pressing his chest further into the mattress and lengthening out his legs. The fire ghoul runs his hands down the back of them appreciatively, tops of the thighs down to the backs of his heels. Mountain groans fully into the sheets, one heel twitching up as if to follow his hand.
Dew’s own cock kicks in his hand at the sound, wringing a twin groan from his throat. “Satanas, you're so gorgeous.” He jerks himself a little, pressing the tip against his hole. “So, so hot.”
“Please,” Mountain whines. “Come on, you’re right there, fire lily.”
Dew huffs a laugh. “I know, just—” He presses the head in, easing the rest of his length in with one slow, measured movement. They shudder in tandem when he bottoms out, sighing out held breaths. 
“Feel s’ good,” Mountain mumbles against the sheets. 
“Yeah,” Dew breathes. “Yeah, it really does.” He drapes himself over Moutain’s back, slipping his arms around his middle and pressing the side of his face into the flat space between his shoulders. He grinds a little, once, twice, delicious heat seeping into the earth ghoul’s very bones. 
“Hn,” Mountain keens. “Oh, Dew, fuck.” The flutter in his belly returns and mixes with the ache between his legs. 
Dew allows himself a full bodied moan into his skin. He twists his fingers into the waistband of the garter belt, tugging a little as he thrusts in earnest. “Shit,” he hisses. He pulls almost all the way out, thrusts back in. “Shit, that’s it.” 
“Please,” Mountain says in the smallest voice, thighs starting to shake again.
“I’ve got you, gonna make you feel as good as you look, Mount.”
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tokeromaru · 5 months
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happy kadokura waa monday
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