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Concept art for Treasure Planet (2002)

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Send me "I'd totally fuck you" to see my character's reaction

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ʘ‿ʘ (been a stalker for a while xD)

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Thank you~

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“ Can’t sleep? “

@rogaire

"I've not had a single night of good sleep ever since my early teenagehood, Master Cormac. It's part of my routine at this point, so I use the extra hours to get paperwork done." Or more precisely to double check his superiors' written work and ensure that everything is in order, one of those implicit functions that comes with his position.

"And you? What's the cause for your restlessness?"

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Put ʘ‿ʘ in my askbox if you like to sneak-read my roleplays.

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He listened as Tim spoke of how he hoped to go with his parents and how it never happened. His childhood expectations crashed in such a harsh way... that was so cruel, a huge contrast with how Felipe kept Dio and later on Emilio as close as he could to himself, how he did everything to protect and teach them at the very same time.

"I'm sorry." His voice was low and sweet, since Dio could imagine that it wasn't nice to remember such things. "I know it doesn't mean a lot coming from me, but..." He brought Tim a little closer by crossing an arm behind him to reach for his waist and pulled him against the side of his body, then the same hand moved to be in his hair as Dio leaned his head on his boyfriend's. "... I mean it. I'm sorry."

His experience was so different from Tim's, Dio travelled the world with his father, and once he became an agent, it became part of his life to be sent across the globe for certain missions or as an extra support for certain incursions and expeditions, since he had a bagagge of experience larger than most agents who were trained in facilities. Being in a same place for as long as he had been ever since he got to Gotham was an exception to the normal rules of his life.

"I hope you can visit some day. I think you'll have fun watching the nightsky from the top of the Coliseum, eat pizza while sitting at one of the top balconies of Tower of Pisa, or to just travel one of the many routes of wine around the countryside." He smiled fond of the memories. "... I miss stomping on grapes, that was so much fun."

"And I hope I can visit some of the places you find special outside of Gotham one of day as well." Outside, because Dio believed that even if it may take some time, he would learn of all those places in the city and visit them with Tim one day.

"Have you ever been to Italy?"

"Nope. Parents went multiple times for digs and they probably had actual vacation time there as well."

He shot Dio a bittersweet smile.

"I remember being six years old and sitting in the room where they kept the various knock off treasures and trinkets cause obviously they're not allowed to keep actual legitimate finds. I couldn't wait to go on adventures with them because I'd have to go with them, right? I'd learned how to not be weird and I hadn't freaked out at the last Gala, every picture of me looked normal. And then I was woken up the next morning by a babysitter."

He stared up at the cloudy night sky, leaning gently again Dio's shoulder.

"Been to France though. Went to get some good training at the beginning of my Robin career. And I regularly head up to New York and San Francisco."

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How much of a sinner are you?

"I suppose there's some truth to it. Would anyone like to give a second opinion?"

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"That cop did not find it as funny as we did."

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The man cladded in black and in a helmet and visor that covers all of his traits raises his hands in front of his body as if saying it's not his fault the cops were that uptight. He was doing well until an explosion called the bunch to his location and things got complicate.

How did he and the guy in a red helmet end up partnering up was still a mystery to him, but they managed to not get caught and get out, albeit with one another's prizes.

Corvus patted himself for the flashdrive the other had dropped in the commotion and pulled it out of a secret pocket in his belt, then turned to the man to see if he had the cube he went in looking for and gestured with his free hand.

'What's your name?'

ASL was second nature at this point in his life, since he avoided speaking when in his agent gear, and it helped a lot with other things, as most people thought he was also deaf for acting like so, thus, often giving him an advantage of being able of going around with others talking without realizing he was listening.

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“you’re a writer, can you explain your process?” yes. first, i panic. then i procrastinate. then, in a fit of productivity at 3 a.m., i create chaos.

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@dreadofred continuing from here

"I'm quivering in my boots."

He is not. In fact, Dio is very calm and almost nonchalant about the man's presence in the office that seems to mix to perfection the aesthetic of high tech and museum vibes with its walls of white marble, glass shelves, books bound in leather, displays of stones and animal bones, screens and holograms displaying 3D models of different cities or objects at random.

His eyes narrow in response to the lenses on the red helmet, almost in a taunt to prove the danger, but soon enough the sound of steps coming from the hall behind him make his head turn to it and the blond goes to the pannel by the sliding door to close it.

"If you want to search for anything do it quietly." The blond says as he stays by the door in case the night patrol decides to check the reason why the lock is active. "And do it quick."

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My ideas and motivation to write be like:

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🐝  *  ―  𝑷𝑹𝑨𝑰𝑺𝑬 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑲 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. ( nsfw! )

❛  good girl / boy.  ❜ ❛  you have the most perfect body.  ❜ ❛  i can't stop thinking about your ass.  ❜ ❛  you always know just what i need.  ❜ ❛  you're taking me so well. i'm proud of you.  ❜ ❛  that's it, [petname], keep going just like that.  ❜ ❛  take it for me. i know you can.  ❜ ❛  you have no idea what you're doing to me.  ❜ ❛  you're so incredible, the way you beg for me is driving me crazy.  ❜ ❛  you're doing such a good job.  ❜ ❛  you always know how to make me feel good.  ❜ ❛  i love the way you look when you're on your knees for me.  ❜ ❛  i've been waiting for this all day.  ❜ ❛  you're so beautiful when you struggle for me.  ❜ ❛  you're a pleasure to use.  ❜ ❛  those are such pretty sounds. keep them up for me.  ❜ ❛  you look so cute squirming like that.  ❜ ❛  it makes me smile when you drip like that before i even touched you.  ❜ ❛  you want to be a good girl / boy for me, don't you?  ❜ ❛  just like that, you're doing so well for me.  ❛  look how well you fit around me, you're perfect.  ❜ ❛  look how beautiful you look all spread out and ready for me.  ❜ ❛  that's it, you're taking your punishment so well.  ❜ ❛  you look so precious when you're needy.  ❜ ❛  that's it, just let go. make yourself feel good.  ❜ ❛  how can i deny you when you're begging me so nicely?  ❜ ❛  you look so pretty when you're taking my cock.  ❜ ❛  are you going to come for me, pretty girl / boy?  ❜ ❛  you have the most amazing lips to kiss.  ❜ ❛  you're making me feel so good, [petname].  ❜ ❛  let me hear your beautiful moans.  ❜ ❛  come for me. you deserve it after being so good to me.  ❜ ❛  you're so nice and wet / hard for me.  ❜ ❛  just the way you look at me is driving me wild.  ❜ ❛  you can do it, i know you can.  ❜ ❛  atta girl / boy.  ❜ ❛  you're absolutely beautiful when you're bound like this.  ❜ ❛  such a nice mouth for me to use.  ❜ ❛  you're irresistible when you're in control like this.  ❜ ❛  i love how you make me lose my mind.  ❜

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How to put “wrote fan-fiction” on your résumé:

Leveraged an inventory of established fictional character and setting elements to generate a disruptive custom-curated narrative entertainment asset.

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Dick sure can take a lot... just not of alcoholic drinks in a general way. Dio, however, isn't going to question that when he's being kissed on the lips by him.

Oh, no. Dio much prefers to tilt his head and kiss back with equal love and attention to Dick, even brings one hand to his raven hair and cards his fingers through the locks with a delicate touch, soft and sweet, a bit on the spicy side, but not intentionally leaning into a more intentional touch.

"You have the sweetest lips."

Slides a red fruits cocktail in Dick's direction.

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Dick raises a brow, eyeing the drink suspiciously. It’s not uncommon for Dio to offer him wine with most of their meals, but he wasn’t usually greeted with a cocktail. “What’s the occasion?”

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A bun having a snack at Walmart

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