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[paper-cities]

I would like to request an Izutsumi perhaps perchance. 🙏

Half foot Izutsumi anyone?

[needcake]

Day 1: “Oh no, they were roommates”

@engportevents / Engport Week 2024

You should tell him, Francis had said to him over the phone one day, you should tell him how you feel, but Arthur shook his head. There’s was nothing to tell. Nothing he wished to tell Gabriel especially. They had been living together in England for almost two years now, splitting rent and groceries and sometimes funny anecdotes about their day over breakfast. It was Arthur’s own fault that he had become infatuated with his roommate. He was just so lonely and Gabriel was kind. Gabriel probably didn’t even feel the same way anyway. Then why did it hurt so much when one morning Gabriel called him into their tiny cramped kitchen and announced, his voice shaking like he was about to cry: “They offered me a job in Lisbon.”

[spcdesace]

@accordedxneutralxterritory liked for a starter!

"I might not be the best at manners, but even I know that when a lady says no she means no." Looking over from where he'd just finished his meal and whipping his mouth with the napkin that he'd somehow managed to not lose this time, saving him from having to grab some other form of fabric in his proximity, he allowed a feral grin to pull across his lips as his gaze locked with the other pirate. Leaning back in his chair so that one arm dangled over the back of it he lifted his glass towards the Innkeeper and added, eyes never leaving the other man. "But hey, if you want to have your ass handed to you go right on ahead because that's what's going to happen if you keep pushing her."

[dhampiravidi]

the story of darth tenebrous & his chase

Those eyes--

She'd first seen them the day her Master had been killed, the last week she'd been a Padawan. Despite the Jedi Council knowing that the planet of Fjerda was hostile towards Grisha like themselves, they sent their people to aid the Republic-friendly faction against invading Confederates. Jayn saw a Fjerdan, only a few years older than herself, shoot her Master clean through the chest when the woman tried to help the fallen soldier up. Full of sudden rage, Jayn screamed, and a wave of power kicked the soldier yards over. She sobbed, then went to check on her friend, her de facto mother and sister. Just as she looked up to reassess the situation, she noticed the oncoming droids--

And then a dark blur threw itself between her and the droids. It was illuminated by a colored glow, then by the blasts fired. But the blur simply kept moving, until the blaster bolts deflected and destroyed all of the incoming droids. Only when the blur stopped did Jayn see that it was a person, one who gave her a quiet, dark stare before he ran off. Aleksander Morozov, the hero of Fjerda, saved my life.

That was years ago. Since then, Jayn had ascended to the rank of Master, while on the path to becoming a Jedi Shadow. She'd added another blue lightsaber to her repertoire, and she had never taken on a Padawan, aside from volunteering to lead combat training on occasion. She felt lonely sometimes, and she had a few escorts she kept visiting against her better judgment (attachment was forbidden, not sex, after all), but she knew she was fighting for peace. According to the Jedi, that was all she needed to be satisfied. And yet, she was not. The Senate grew more disjointed by the second, Fjerda had joined the Confederacy, and the Confederacy kept upgrading their droids faster than the Republic could learn to counter them with regular soldiers.

The whole time, the Jedi stayed quiet unless directed by the Senate, and it ate at her. She knew that her mother had been killed for being Grisha, because her father had been the one to bring her to the Temple. We aren't doing enough.

The night of the first time she thought that, she dreamed of those dark eyes again. They might be on a glowing advertisement, or on the face of a Wookie, or even in the sky like stars, but they kept appearing, just before she awakened.

Ravka. A group of children had been taken hostage by a gang that had had increased conflicts with the local police. Negotiations were going poorly, so Jayn would go and deal with things herself.

She was just entering the planet's atmosphere, sitting calmly in her starfighter when she felt something strange in the Force.

@starlsssankt

[jooqlz]

for @super-saiyan-rose

[caraxesryder]

@hotdworld Starter for Rhaenyra

It was her wedding day. He sat in his seat next to his brother, long legs crossed and a bemused smirk on his face. He practiced it well and the shell of a reaction was now so comfortable, he almost forgot what real feeling was.

Though on the inside he was anything but causual, practiced, poised. He was raging.

He knew that she did not belong to him no more than the sun belonged to the trees, though that never stopped them from yearning for it. And he yearned for her.

When they shared that moment years ago in the brothel, when he tasted her lips, touched her body, marked her... He wanted her more than any other woman. But she would never be his.

So he sat there, smirking, drinking, and for all the world to see, a supportive uncle.

[swcctcrbittcr]

@blvckswcn plotted starter

cambrie and clara had been living together for a few months now, random roommates set up for her sophomore year of college. it wasn't ideal, but cambrie didn't mind clara at all. actually, and this she would never admit, there was something about clara that cambrie couldn't shake. it was hard to distinguish if it was jealousy, or budding friendship or...something more. she tries not to think about and instead keeps to herself and her studies, being polite as she tried to be the best roommate she could be.

airpods in, head in the clouds, she pushes into her dorm. usually she's in class right now but it let out early and so she figured she could get ahead of some work with her spare time. as she steps in, she's met with a startling sight. clara, laid across her bed, hand around her cock, screen propped up next to her. she can't help but shriek, pressing her back against the door. "shit! sorry...sorry." she shakes her head but can't will herself to look away from clara's naked body.

[galaxysugarr]

Could you draw an old OC of mine? I tried aaand.. Ya it failed.

(If you want you can just draw Cat Eclipse instead.)

You mean like, nya?

[vhagarryder]

@hotdworld starter for Helaena

He heard her whispers in the night and listened to the thoughts that plagued her mind. He could tell when she was worried, scared, happy, joyful. He watched her, observed her. He knew her almost as well as he knew himself.

"Tell me." He said into the darkness of the night as he came into the hall where she was. He could tell she was bothered all day but with prying eyes, listening ears... he could not come to her, not like this.

Gently he rested a hand on her shoulder, offering her comfort that he knew she needed.

"Tell me." He tried again, softer this time.

[coffeeebomb]

"Anyway, here's The Wondered Walls."

Took me almost hysterically too long cause work and life legit bowled me over, BUT it's here! And I'll hopefully get to drawing again, cause the itch is real.

A little thank you gift/token to the darling @confused-butter-toast and their OC/Tav Dratnarif, who in their words "is a flamboyant bard with trauma and a red lute". It was a fun character to draw and a great exercise to work on my absolutely non-existent fashion sense lmao. I also legit appreciate the number of times for the feedback (that was essentially me like some bizarre stray cat dropping WIPS and disappearing into the void).

[geishaprincess]

@wintersovereign liked for a starter!

It was so strange. There were ways in which she had more freedom now and yet less. Her people were saved and she'd returned to her true place as the Princess of Wano, her little brother ruling over their people. A position that she knew weighed heavily upon his shoulders and one she attempted to help lift as much as she could. But even she needed space, to escape so she could breathe. Though Denjiro was with her, faithfully following her as she wandered down the beach her father had once brought her to often. Protecting her while respecting her need for space.

Sighing her gaze slipped to the horizon and beach further up before pausing on what looked like..... "Oh no!"

Rushing forward she dropped to her knees, uncaring of her elaborate silk robes as she gently pulled the other woman out of the water. "Are you alright? Please still be breathing."

[tsuiokuno]

starter call / @tewwor (yuma)

atsuya sits himself down in front of the nightshift doctor, his left arm bandaged and carefully supported by his right. he doesn't bother hiding how much he dreads what's about to happen.

“all right, let's get this over with.”

[3katanas]

@summerxmelodies asked: what do you mean? of course i'm coming with you. from: “I NEED YOU CLOSE AT ALL TIMES” PROMPTS

"Like hell you are." He shot back, leaping over the side of the Merry and beginning to stride towards the path that would lead into the latest port that they'd come to. All three of his swords needed the attention of a blacksmith for maintenance and sharpening. A fact that had caused him not to volunteer to watch the ship this time around. Why she even wanted to come with him was beyond him, though he did keep his strides shorter then normal, knowing by now that telling any of the females on the ship no never went well.

So naturally he only sighed when she appeared at his side, gaze flicking to her before forward again. "Why do you want to come anyway?"

[spcdesace]

@summerxmelodies the thing :D

"Well, that can't be comfortable." Opening the door that led into the ship's gully and apparently cells, his gaze instantly landed on a woman held up in one of them. Her wrists were bound with sea prism stone, though if it was for devil fruit powers or just precaution he wasn't sure.

Glancing down at the lock he huffed before looking around the room. Spotting the ring of keys by the door he pulled them down before heading over to her cell, unlocking the door and entering as he said simply. "Your captors crossed paths with the wrong pirates, so we've liberated them of their ship and gold."

Crouching down in front of her he offered a grin as he added. "And my Captain isn't the kind to keep prisoners."

[lareinawriites]

"bullet? haven't heard that name in a while, what's got you asking about him?"

[soultiies]

closed starter for @angelsdvsts

"tell me how badly you need me ."