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airsignthings · 11 months ago
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Water | Fire | Earth
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ixosamu · 6 months ago
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something about the way he touches you, the way his hands desperately grab at your body to bring you close when you're already pressed together. how he's willing to toss everything he works and lives for away just to have a chance to be constantly deep inside you. how he can't help but groan in your ear, he can't hold back his sounds like this anyway. you're sucking him in so greedily and he can't physically get enough.
"fuck- such a pretty lil' thing aren't you?.. you want me deeper, baby? be good f'me."
chuuya, dazai, fyodor, nikolai, toji, dan-heng, gallagher, scar, sampo, childe, diluc + your fave!
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h3r3-h3-c0m3s · 2 months ago
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hello :) i formed a bit ago, im a tissues introject but i like the name trevor a lot more so thats what im going by
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i doodled my source friends a little because they make me happy, ok byebye
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stimpry · 4 months ago
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i keep swinging between eridirk and equidirk being my favorite flushed eridan ship and theyre both FUCKING RAREPAIRS IM GONNA RHAGHHHGHHGH this post isnt a fucking art gallery its a goddamn CONSCRIPTION i am fucking RECRUITING you PLEASE i need more eridirk in my life oh my FUCKIGN GHGADHGAGHAGH
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meulinmakesmatesprites · 10 months ago
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ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ < IMAGINE + STIMBOARD
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🌹🌻🌹 , 🌻🌹🌻 , 🌹🌻🌹
ฅ^ >ヮ<^₎ < IMAGINE BRUSHING YOUR F/OS HAIR, WHILE THEY LAY THEIR HEAD DOWN ON YOUR THIGHS AND VICE VERSA!!
≽^•⩊•^≼ < IMAGINE RUNNING YOUR HANDS THROUGH YOUR F/O'S HAIR AND VICE VERSA !!!
ᓚ₍ ^. .^₎ < IMAGINE PUTTING BEADS ON YOUR F/O'S BRAIDS, JEWELRY ON YOUR F/O'S DREADS, IMAGINE PICKING OUT YOUR F/O'S AFRO AND PUTTING HAIR CLIPS ON YOUR F/O'S HAIR AND VICE VERSA!!
ฅᨐฅ < IMAGINE BRAIDING YOUR F/O'S HAIR AND VICE VERSA !!
/ᐠ. .ᐟ\ฅ < IMAGINE STYLING AND WASHING YOUR F/O'S HAIR AND VICE VERSA!!
^._.^ ▄︻デ══━一💥 < PROSHITTERS DNI!!!
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highbloodsprites · 7 months ago
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is it okay if i request a moodboard for Pickle Inspector or Nervous Broad from Problem Sleuth? if not, i understand! no worries ^^
Here you are, this was mainly focused on the Nervous Broad, so if you want one centered on the Pickle inspector you can request again! 8)
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n-pq · 1 year ago
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"[...] And besides, there’s no such thing as fate.”
They lived in two entirely separate worlds.
based again on the gift of silence.
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rottenedapple · 2 days ago
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Lu and I adore having pictures of our partner. You think it's cute when we watch you, sweetheart? Trust us, we have 20 screenshots and pictures so far. We're not joking when we say we're obsessive. But you'll see that in full effect one day, if you don't get scared.
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twilight-ampora · 3 months ago
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH
SEAHORSEDAD KEYCHAIN
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🙵♓︎⬧︎⬧︎ ♋︎●︎❒︎♏︎♋︎♎︎⍓︎📬︎
Please use English when referring to us! -Kathy
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the-last-quest · 8 months ago
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Shadow was tired.
He just needed to wait until morning.
He just needed to not look at the mass in the center of the room.
(Sonic dhmis au)
[1456 words]
Tw: Major Character Death, brief description of injuries (it’s mostly left to imagination)
Shadow was tired
Kneeling on the tiled floor of the kitchen it was taking every bit of him to not close his eyes. To not let himself succumb to the cool release of sleep.
Or death.
Whichever came first.
Today’s lesson had been a brutal one, though Shadow supposes most of the lessons were brutal.
It started when he and Tails were cooking lunch, when the kid had accidentally nicked himself with the knife. Of course that caused a lesson to start. The teacher, this time taking the form of a talking knife block, preached to them all the joys of kitchen safety. Which then, of course, led to the two of them having to dodge multiple sharp kitchen utensils.
Shadow didn’t come out of that unscathed. He took a hit from a knife that was clearly aiming to take out Tails. At the time it was worth it to him, saving the fox from the pain from the blade. The large gash on his side bearable as long as he saved the kid from death at that moment.
Now though he wished he let Tails die then.
Gritting his teeth Shadow pushed himself off of the floor. Shooting pain emerged from his wound, but he bore through it. He’d handled worse before, not joking when he said lessons were brutal. He just had to leave the kitchen. If Shadow was going to bleed out he wasn’t going to do it with that looking straight at him.
The lesson didn’t end with the knives. They never ended with the knives. With Tails being the one who started the lesson the teacher’s attention was solely on the fox, and with Shadow already injured there wasn’t much he could do to protect the boy. He doesn’t know if he should be happy that the lesson ended at the blender before the teacher even acknowledged the overheating oven.
Using the wall for support Shadow kept his eyes glued to the ground as he made his way out of the kitchen. He didn’t want to see what remained of the fox again. It was bad enough the first time, as he watched the unfolding of the lesson, not being able to do anything about it.
As Shadow was just about to reach the doorframe, just about to leave the chaos forsaken room he stopped. He could feel the eyes on him, watching him as he left it all alone. He couldn’t do that, as much as he wanted to leave and wait until morning, to have his memories of this day fade into a dull ache in the back of his mind. He just couldn’t leave. Sighing he mentally prepared himself, turning to look at the center of the kitchen.
Shadow couldn’t call it a body, refusing to even think of the life the mass used to hold. The only thing that remained intact was the head. It was a cruel joke he supposed, something the teacher did to ensure the lesson stuck.
Blue eyes seemed to haunt Shadow.
First it was Maria on the Ark. Even with his memories of the outside world growing fuzzy he still remembered his sister and her eyes. He remembered the wonder they held when she looked down at the Earth, the love that he left when she looked at him, the pain as her life faded away.
Now it was a different pair of eyes, but to him they meant the same thing. The eyes that at first marveled at the new world they found themselves in, before either of them knew what it held in store, the eyes that constantly sought him out for some semblance of stability after they figured it out, the eyes that he had to watch constantly fade because he couldn’t save him.
That's how they were now, a brilliant blue faded to a dull gray.
Tears gathered in the corner of his eyes. Swiping them away angrily, Shadow growled at himself. He shouldn’t feel like this. He knew this was going to happen. He knew that by the end of the day one, or both of them would end up dead. He’s been through this enough times by now that he knows he can’t change anything. He knows that he can’t save anyone.
So why does he feel like this? Why does he feel a paralyzing helplessness whenever one of those damn teachers comes to life? Why does he feel so guilt ridden over something he knows he has no control of because he himself is a victim? Why does he feel the same way he did back on the Ark?
Shadow sinks down against the wall, as those same questions swirl through his mind. Over and over again. The same questions never relenting. He knows the answer to them. He knows why, but he can’t bring himself to admit it. If he does things would change. It would just give them more ways to inflict pain and there was no way that he would ever give them that opportunity.
Right now though there’s nothing they can do. The lesson for the day was done, the sun having already set below the horizon. Morning needs to come again.
Knowing this Shadow gives up. He allows the tears to flow down his cheeks. His sobs irritated his already sore throat, his heaving breaths causing even more pain to spout from his wound. He doesn’t care though nobody is watching him, the only eyes open right now are ones that don’t matter.
Those eyes aren’t seeing anything. They won’t think he’s weak because he failed to protect someone. They won't remember it in the morning when they seek him out for comfort. Right now he can let everything out. He can fall apart and by morning he’ll be put back together again.
He cries until his lungs give up on him, when the blood loss finally makes itself apparent. He opens his eyes and finds the other ones staring back at him. He knows his will look the same soon.
Shadow lets himself drift off, the night finally winning.
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Somewhere, up above, gloved hands pick up two figures out of a small model kitchen.
They take care to fix them up, the fox figure having more repairs needed than usual, while the hedgehog only had a scratch.
Placing the figures into a model bedroom, the hands making sure to tuck the fox into bed. It’s the least they can do.
Sighing they begin to turn the crank.
The model house spins around while distant piano notes play a repeating tune.
It’s morning once again.
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Shadow was in his bed again. A small bit of light shining through his eyelids told him it was still early, the sun's rays just peeking over the horizon.
Taking a deep breath he let himself enjoy the moment. The peace that came with the early morning the only time he could find himself getting the closest to a semblance of relaxation. He knew the silence wouldn’t last forever so he took this time to enjoy it.
As if right on que soft footsteps made their way over to Shadow’s bed. Without opening his eyes he lifted the blanket, inviting Tails in. The bed dipped as the kid crawled under the blanket, curling up against the hedgehog, gripping onto his dark fur as if his life depended on it. As if Shadow could save it.
Lowering his arm, Shadow pulled Tails closer. He doesn’t know for whose benefit it was, they both needed it.
Time continued to pass as they lay together, the sun coming up over the horizon, the alarm ready to go off in any moment.
Tails shrunk into him, shaking as it drew nearer for them to leave the comfort of the bed. The kid didn’t cry though. He hadn’t cried in a long time. Shadow doesn’t think that’s a good thing.
Running his fingers through yellow fur Shadow tried to calm the fox, even though his anxiety was also rising. He doesn’t remember exactly what happened yesterday but he knows it was bad seeing that Tails sought him out this morning.
Today he’s going to make sure he takes the brunt of the lesson. He’s made this vow before, but this time he’s going to try harder, to draw the focus of the teachers towards him.
Because deep down, even if he would never admit it, Shadow cared for Tails. He cares for the kid that is stuck in this eternal torment with him. Even though it will kill him, Shadow will try his hardest to protect him.
Tails was his brother now and he’d be damned if he had to watch another sibling die in front of him.
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ask-nova-river-hatchetfield · 10 months ago
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Hullo! I'm Charlie, I'm new to Hatchetfield
Nova is a nice name! Your roommate Cathy seems like fun
- @charlie-talks-too-much
Hello. Welcome to Hatchetfield. It’s great you moved here! Yeah Cathy can be a bit much, but she’s fun! While this town is kinda, weird, but it’s ours! You being new here will certainly drum up some talk. I can’t wait! It’s like nothing happens here, which is, certainly a choice the town can make. Hope to see you soon!
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h3r3-h3-c0m3s · 2 months ago
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havent been the most motivated for art as of late but did some whiteboard stuff and the itft cast in old ms paint
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grapecola · 9 months ago
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This face . . .
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orishamerman · 5 months ago
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What had been just an evening swim...turned into a few weeks at sea. It certainly was not the first time it's happened and probably wouldn't be the last. Just as the son of Olokun disappeared into the depths weeks ago, he emerged from the surf back onto the beach; he was back home at the Ark. If he hadn't been kicked out. He was already prepared to get an earful from the friends who knew him best; but his mood was high and nothing really could wipe the grin off of his face.
"I found these shells along the Alaskan coast." he says showing off his little tote bag of the colorful spirals. "It occurred to me that I've never gotten shells from there. So I figured, why not on my way back."
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highbloodsprites · 6 months ago
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:33 < A panel edit fur where Nepeta l pounces on equius with the sugar cubes everywhere (I cat find it sorry :(( ) ,, could you purrlease make nepeta look like this with no edits for equius :3
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Done! I couldn't figure out howvw to make the belt wvwithout making it look funky but alas here you are! If you need anymore edits to it just ask. 8)
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