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I finished this game and WTF WAS THAT?!?!?
wanted to get this idea out of my head before i move on to other things aye🤙
#Daisuke I love you 💗Jimmy I hate you 🖕#This game is really good#best game of the year in my opinion#mouthwashing#mouthwashing game#fanart#anya mouthwashing#curly mouthwashing#daisuke mouthwashing#swansea mouthwashing#jimmy mouthwashing#✿! reblog#✿! other fandom
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Hey hey😇 Long time no see, I hope 2024 has been treating you all ok (though it’s been rough, needless to say)🥲💗
I don’t normally do this, but I’m in need of extra funds, so I wanted to post a reminder that I have a store with prints and merch of my art! I had to switch back to Redbubble, link below. Perhaps some of you might be interested, especially before the holidays, if it's not too late!
💚STORE💚
Note: if there is an item or art that you’d like but can’t find - you’re welcome to reach out, I’d love to make it available for you!
💚You can also support me directly: ko-fi.com/upthehillart💚
ALSO, there will be some commission action over at @upthehillnsfw soon, I'll be posting what I'm making - so that's something to look forward to!🌶️
Thank you to anyone who can afford this and to everyone who’s still here🥹💗 I wish to have more time and energy to create more of what I regularly daydream about anyways, I can’t wait to be a more active part of our community again 🌠 Much love💗
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Early tummy Tuesday post🤭
Lovely lil mermaid straight out of the ocean 💗🧜🏻♀️
Think you can handle all of this? Send that Dm😁🤭
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tattoartist!suguru losing nonchalance when reader flirts with him?
im down bad for him holy hell
Oh, he's falling to pieces, got it bad for the girl he just met 'n he's gonna make a drunk little bet — y'think he's crazy enough to get your name tattooed on him? Or crazy enough to ink his name into your skin?
ㅤ★ wc; ~3k
ㅤ★ note; continuation of tattoo artist Suguru Geto!
ㅤ★ an; aaa!! you got my brain whirring like a laptop... tysm and i hope this makes u blush and kick ur feet as much as i did while writing!! 🍰✨
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ㅤ★ warnings; sum alcohol/drunkenness
“So, was she joking, or am I your type?” Suguru asks, black eyes staring right into your soul.
“Mm, well…” you hum, giving his form a look-over – god, if only you could feel how hard his heart’s beating when you do this. “Maybe.” You reply teasingly.
“Aw, just ‘maybe’?” he groans, now leaning his hip against the edge of the display case that housed the studs and gauge earrings.
“Yeah, just ‘maybe’ – I’m teasing. No, she wasn’t joking; I’ve always had a thing for the black hair, black nails, bad boy look…”
“The ‘bad boy’ look…?” he questions, recalling what your friend had said earlier about bad boys being just your type.
“Yeah, the ‘bad boy’ look.” You giggle.
His heart beats even harder, muttering a naughty little “Well, lucky me.”
“Nah, not so fast – I’m a smart woman.” You warn.
“Oh, are you?” he clicks his tongue in defeat, “Damn, would you believe that my type is smart women? No, no I’m serious… I’ve got a thing for smart women.”
Your cheeks grow hot, the heat spreading to your ears.
“I can assure you that the ‘bad boy’ look is just an aesthetic; I’m really an artsy dork making a living off doodling on people’s bodies.” He shrugs.
“Hm… maybe, maybe not.”
You rub your lips together. He briefly licks his bottom lip. You look him up and down. He looks you up and down. Body language open and alive with attraction, the both of you stand in this air of electric tension that Shoko spies from the other end of the room.
She watches as the two of you giggle like little flirts, observing how totally absorbed the two of you are in each other’s company. When you catch her eye, Shoko gives you a wink and points at her wrist, mouthing “five more” – fair enough, the two of you have promised to get pizza.
Pizza first, boys later, right?
Five minutes more go by – adding to the total of four hours spent at the tattoo & piercing parlor. But despite her discomfort and need for a change of scenery, Shoko decides to linger around just a little longer so that the two of you can indulge in each other just a little more.
But now you're getting nervous – Suguru has you breathless, holding you in a battle of who can flirt harder? which you're starting to lose.
He's captivated by you. This 6’3, tattooed, goth-grunge, slightly dorky man chuckles and smiles like he hasn’t had this much fun talking flirting with someone in years.
It's going well, then your smile trips him up. I know, it’s always the smile, huh? If you see enough of it, you slip… and that’s exactly what's happened to Suguru. He quickly grows obsessed with the way your cheeks look when you smile – the image burns into his memory without him even realizing it in the moment.
No, in the moment he doesn't realize the magnitude of your effect on him. He's just thinking about himself, about you, about —
“I’ve gotta go,” you say goodbye finally, “I don’t want to keep my friend waiting. But you’ll probably see my face here again… she loves dragging me along for these kinds of things.”
He stutters, “Oh! Oh… yeah – yes. Of course. Looking forward to it… maybe next time, you’ll be the one getting ink in your skin.”
“Yeah right.” You smile.
It’s your French exit that makes his heart throb in need.
No, don’t leave yet… I like you – don’t you ever wonder how many acquaintances in your life have thought this when leaving your company? And you’ll never even know.
Oh, Suguru was thinking so hard about asking you to exchange numbers or to meet up for coffee, but he didn’t want to come off as too forward – no, no… he had to maintain his mysteriousness. Or at least, he had to cling to whatever was left of it after revealing his inner dorkiness to you.
*****
After you leave, he wanders in and out of his studio, has small interactions with his co-workers, and doodles ideas for tattoos down.
Throughout all of these things, your face is at the forefront of his mind. Your voice echoes in his head as he recalls every detail of the conversation you two shared. Then he starts smiling softly as he applauds himself for being so gutsily flirty with you… a stranger, just someone, who he probably won’t see again…
A girl with no name.
God, why was he so slow? He didn’t even ask for your name. Suguru groans.
Yes, he probably won’t see you again… not unless your friend brings you along for her next visit. How long does he have to wait? Weeks? Months? That’s insane.
Suguru stops doodling, stares at the scrap of paper, and then looks up at the wall displaying his works. He rubs his fingers back and forth across his mouth.
I gotta.
He looks over to his phone. He reaches for it, takes it into his veiny hand, unlocks it, and scrolls through his list of contacts.
And then he dials his client’s number. Shoko Ieri.
*****
Now, it’s been just under an hour since you and Shoko left the tattoo parlour. She’s complained three times about the pain because exactly three times she has leaned back on the seat – squishing the fresh ink wound against her chair. You just cruelly laugh at how her eyes twitch in pain and each time.
The two of you sit eating pizza.
“He liked you. Why don’t we go back and you ask him for his number?” she teases.
“No way… he’ll think I’m too forward.” You shake your head.
Then three minutes later, Shoko's phone goes off. She reaches into her backpack. She looks at the caller ID, then at you, then at the caller ID, then –
“… is that him?”
“It’s him.”
“What’s he calling for! Me?”
“Absolutely he’s calling for you – I can bet gold on that.”
It stops ringing. She tells you she’ll text him back but guess what? She doesn’t even need to, because he calls again.
“Relentless.” She giggles. “I’m answering.”
“Pretend I’m not here!”
She winks at you and answers, “Hey, Suguru, what’s up?”
The two of you lean in until the your foreheads press together – it’s still hard to make out every word.
“Yo.” You hear his smooth voice coming from the other side, “Sorry to bother you… (muffled)… your friend (muffled)… so embarrassed, so don’t tell her that I’m calling… (muffled)… what was her name?”
You clap your hand over your mouth when you hear those snippets.
She gives you a devious look before saying, “Oh! Well, she’s right here with me, actually, so you can ask her yourself.”
Mouth full of pizza, you freak out and X your arms to signal a fat NO WAY SHOKO! and fall to pieces all with the taste of pepperoni on your tongue.
But she just hands the phone over to you anyways, then proceeds to silently laugh as you spit out your pizza before talking.
“Hehlooo?”
“H-hey.”
You get right to the point. “My name’s Yn…”
“Oh… I like that… I’m Suguru.”
“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.”
“Suguru. Suguru Geto.” He raises his voice.
Cheek hot against the screen of his phone, Suguru is silently freaking out at the tense silence. He can feel his stomach starting to flip. His mind blanks.
“Anyways! Um, that’s all.”
No. That’s not all. He has a novel’s length worth of things to talk about with you.
At this point, Shoko rolls her eyes at the two of you being so awkward on the phone and decides that she needs to take matters into her own hands.
So she snatches the phone from you.
“ – Suguru? Say, you wouldn’t be free on Saturday, would ya? Yeah, I’m going on a date with this guy… and I’d love to make it a double date with you and Yn if you’d like to –”
You hear him stutter out a yes, absolutely before Shoko can even finish her sentence. She grins.
Suguru can sense that the two of you are smiling and giggling. He can predict that the two of you are probably going to gossip about him being the 'dork from the tattoo parlor that called not once, but twice for the name of a girl he just met' – but he doesn’t care. He’s been presented an opportunity and taken it.
To hell with seeming too eager.
When the call ends, Suguru blows out a breath through his lips. Then he promptly texts his best friend. Dark strands of hair slip out of his sloppy bun as he puts his face over the screen, thumbs swift and eager.
Toru 🤞😜 lol bravo... but i thought u said she was out of ur league??
Sugu i mean... yes. she's way too pretty and smart for me. but i'm not gonna pass up this opportunity
Toru 🤞😜 still can't believe u called ur client just to get her friend’s name... lol
Sugu you would understand if you met her ok
Toru 🤞😜 damn she must be something else
Yes, yes you are something else — Suguru can’t even begin to describe why. Translating his thoughts into words isn’t his thing; he translates them into art.
****
It's later in the day. You're lazing around Shoko's apartment.
She confirms the time and place of the double date, and cackles on her couch while kicking her feet, teasing you for being so crazy about a guy you just met – her tattoo artist.
You just couldn’t stop talking about Geto Suguru.
“Shiiit, should I even let you and a bad boy like him be alone in a room together?”
“I can control myself.” you assure her.
She slowly shakes her head at you.
“Yeah right… but can he? I don't trust neither of you... miss crazy and mister crazy... you might just wake up with his name in your skin.”
You giggle to yourself, biting your thumb. “Maybe…”
“Oh girl…” she groans, causing you to giggle into yourself, “You’re gonna be licking the tail of his dragon tattoo by the end of the date tomorrow.”
“H-h-he has a what? And where?” you stuttered, lashes quivering.
She shakes her head at you. “God, you’re screwed…”
*****
It's Saturday night. The bar's more alive than ever.
You've learned that Geto Suguru does, in fact, have a dragon tattoo inked up his toned arm – and a tight-fitting black tank top that shows it off along with his martial artist’s physique, too.
He’s got a glint of the devil in his black eyes. Softly-delivered dirty jokes ready to roll off his pierced tongue. A habit of tilting his head and looking hungrily at your lips and neck.
“Martial arts, huh?” you ask with stars in your eyes.
“Mhm, I could teach you a few things.” He purrs in reply.
Your stomach starts squeezing and flipping – that’s got to be the flirtiest 'mhm' that you’ve ever heard in your whole life.
“You think so?” you purr back.
Now it’s his turn to feel that squeezy, flippy feeling in his stomach.
Fuckfuckfuck is all he could think when he looks into your eyes.
I’m gonna fall to pieces. You’re gonna be the death of me.
“Uh… do you two need some privacy?” Shoko teases.
Oh. It’s a double date. How could you forget? Shoko is literally sitting beside you at the bar with her date. But for a second there, it really felt like it was just you 'n this deliciously tattooed bad boy.
“Maybe.” Suguru chuckles coyly.
“There’s a hotel just next door…”
“Shoko!” you scold, playfully shoving her arm.
She giggles into herself, sipping down her cocktail innocently as if she didn’t just electrify the air between you and Suguru. His throat’s tensing, foot’s tapping up and down on the bar stool – boy’s got long spider-legs, huh?
Now after that, Suguru grins wider – showing off his pretty canines – his posture assuming something self-soothing; he holds his elbows, arms squished against his ribcage, which just makes his biceps more pronounced. Oh why, why did he have to wear a tank top like that? Surely he’s aware of the effect it has on girls. Or maybe he’s oblivious…
Nah. He's not.
*****
“Did it hurt?” you ask, trying to blink out the tipsiness from your love-drunk eyes but you’ve got three cosmopolitans surging through your veins.
“Not really… I’ve got great pain tolerance.” Suguru replies.
“Oh really?” you blink up at him again and his mind goes blank.
“Look at that...” He murmurs softly, not breaking eye contact with you. Where’s your friend and her date? Who knows. It’s just you and him now – and that’s all he wanted.
“Hm?”
“Not every day I see eyes like that…”
You widen your lips into a smile, “You’re laying it on thick.”
“Am I? Sorry – see, this is what happens after you feed Suguru too much rum. I just can’t keep my mouth shut.”
“That’s terrible… need someone to shut ya up?” you flirt.
He tilts his head at you, loose strands of hair shifting across his cheek. His left brow quirks up – he’s so taken aback by your forwardness but he falls right into it.
You just giggle flirtatiously after making that comment and pull the straw of your drink between your lips, sucking the remnants of a cosmopolitan into your mouth as sensually as you dare to in front of a bad boy who’s got bedroom eyes on you.
“I think I could do with some shutting up…” he admits.
“Mm,” you hum, “y’think by our third date you’re gonna snap and kiss me hard like we’re in a movie?”
Suguru smiles bashfully and looks down into his drink, swirling the melting ice cubes with a straw – slowly, round and round, they clink. Then he draws his gaze back to you, catching you with a sultry side-eye, and now it’s not just the ice cubes that are melting.
“Nah-uh…”
“Nah-uh?” you question.
“… I think it’s you who’s gonna snap first.” He says.
“Wanna bet?” you tease.
“Sure. What’ll be at stake?” he asks.
He keeps his sultry gaze on you as you look off to the side in thought for a moment. Your friend’s joke echoes in your mind.
“… you might just wake up with his name in your skin.”
Then you look back to him – his heart throbs but he’s trying to keep it together here, pulling his straw to his lips to get a sip of whatever rum still exists in his glass.
“Loser gets a regrettable tattoo?” you suggest.
He looks at you with a little bit of disbelief at your boldness.
“How regrettable?” he questions, one eye squinting shut in suspicion. He's wondering just how wild you actually are.
“Like my name on you? Or vice versa.”
He covers his mouth and lets out a chuckle hearing this. “You want me to tattoo my name on ya skin?” he teases. “Sure, I’ll bet on that.”
You can’t believe that he’s matching your crazy.
You stutter, replying only after a lingering moment of hot eye contact, “… there’s no way I’m gonna snap first…” you say boldly, proceeding to pop the cherry of your drink into your mouth and eating it right in front of the poor boy’s eyes. “ ‘m gonna have you walkin’ around with my name on you.”
Eyes glued on your lips, his breath catches in his throat.
“Yeah?”
Ooh, there it was. That feeling. That body singing electric songs feeling… that tummy-tightening, blood-rushing, skin-flushing feeling – it hit him all at once. He knows that if he were standing, his knees would have buckled now for sure, or at least he would have felt the tremor of your words under his feet.
He’s unsteady – smiling uncontrollably, looking dishevelled and softly drunk. Those rouge lips are begging to be kissed.
The bar grows quieter and quieter.
You’re hardly able to call each other anything more than strangers, and yet you’re leaning into him, closing the distance.
The tips of your noses are just inches apart now. You’re in each other’s air. He eyes out your lips, feels your hot, liquor-scented breath tickle his face.
But when you try and close the distance, he raises his hand and presses his thumb against your soft lips, stopping you.
“What happened to that bold statement, huh? Keep it together, baby; the bet’s on.” He feathers against your face.
*****
Tumbling into Shoko’s apartment after a night out drinking, you smile and giggle into the pillows of her bed.
She’s letting her hair down and swapping out her tight dress for jammies when she looks at you in your gleeful state.
“Someone’s in love.” She teases, coming over to tickle you.
“I’m not in love!”
“Oh, quit the act; I saw how the two of you said goodbye – you could barely hold yourself together. Drunk or not, I ain’t seen two adults giggling like that before.”
“Sh!” you swat her, “Not! In! Love!”
She takes a look into your eyes and observes your smile, then shakes her head. You're drowsy, so you make a dive into her bed and fall asleep almost instantly.
Shoko pulls a blanket over you, affectionately ruffling your hair.
“Madly in love, at the very least.”
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Purple crowned lorikeets, designed for riso printing by layering aqua, magenta, and yellow colours 💗💙💛
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💗🐭 HAPPY 96th TO THE MICE!!! :D 🐭💗
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DAYDREAM, 或 𓈒𓈒 not kissing them.
❛𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌, 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌, 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𓈒𓈒 ❜
𝒾 ⠀⦂ ⠀ 엔하이픈 ୨୧ f ╱ r! 13OO fluff ── non idol au skinship kissing ⠀ 。。 ⠀ ( 𝑜𝑜𝑒𝑢𝑣𝑟𝑒𝑠 )
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HESEUNG
his favorite part of the day, especially after a very long day of work, is definitely coming home to you.
he loves to wrap his arms around your form and kiss you softly as a greeting before even speaking. he loves to rush towards you as soon as you open the door in the slightest.
his world totally collapses around him when you dare to dodge his kiss.
mind you, not only his world but his heart too. it drops to his stomach when he tries again and you just do it again.
his stares at you for a moment. you watch his face slowly fall in a sad frown while you fight the urge to let out the loudest laugh ever.
“are you mad at me?” the bambi lookalike of a man asks you. it would be like his eyes would grow even sadder and bigger the longer you stay silent, “did i do anything wrong?”
and his voice is so soft— softer than ever due to the tiredness. you sigh fond noises instantly:
you hold his face softly, as if he was a porcelain doll. “no, hee,” you kiss his pretty nose. “it was just a joke.”
he doesn’t leave you alone afterwards.
JAY
he knows as soon as he sees the malicious look in your eyes.
“give me a kiss,” he tries to be as intimidating as possible— but he has to bite his inner cheek to not smile too widely.
he leans in, you lean away. his hand on the middle of your back presses your body against his own.
his soft lips peck your cheek when he tries to kiss you again and you turn your head away.
therefore, the man opts for anything he can kiss instead. his kisses fall against your face like raindrops on a summer night, wet and refreshing. his kisses everywhere soft jaw and gentle neck makes you giggle.
“jay,” you chuckle. your boyfriend embraces your waist, tight, “no—” there is a giggle from you again. “stop, it tickles.”
of course, he doesn’t listen and you swear his kisses get even wetter by the second. a loud ‘mwah!’ escape from his mouth whenever his mouth finds your skin.
his entire weight rests on you whereupon your back hits the couch, “give me a kiss.”
you laugh while you try to get him off, “okay, okay.”
he leaves a loud smooch on your mouth.
JAKE
calmly laying on your back, the soft cushions underneath you, your fingers massage your boyfriend’s hair.
his head rests on your chest, like a puppy. the way he hums as you move your fingertips tells you that he is so close to drift off and you think he is too calm to not bother a bit.
you decide that you will start by progressively stopping playing with his hair. the weight of your fingers on his laps gets lighter, and he slowly fully wakes up as it does so.
when you completely stop, he lifts his huge puppy eyes to you— his eyebrows slightly furrowed as if he was a kicked puppy.
you pick a confused expression to put on your face, tilting your head slightly to the side before whispering, “what?”
your boyfriend doesn’t respond— and because he is obvious— you can already predict his next move.
he gets his lips closer to yours and you do the same. they are almost touching before you pull away by one centimeter.
then, you pull closer again, to kiss him he thinks, before doing the same. over and over.
it doesn’t last before he just whines and hides his face in the crook of your neck.
SUNGHOON
“i am not kissing you,” you state to him. his face's enthusiastic expression drops to a confused frown. “i hope you know that.”
it seems like he is processing the thought of what you just said while you stare at him, arms crossed under your chest. it also seems like the thought never really crossed his mind.
“you are not?” he asks, as if to be sure. you shake your head. “but, why?”
from the couch, you stare at him. he stands tall, well dressed, his hair are beyond gorgeous and he smells too good to be staying indoors.
he is fully ready to go, really, if it wasn’t for his goodbye kiss.
“you remember last time?” you question. continuing when he starts to smirk. “you were late to work: again.” and you add, just so it goes through his thick skull. “because we ended up making out.”
you swear, he can’t just keep his hands to himself for more than one second and it always ends up in a disaster.
he is still grinning when he talks again, “okay,” he holds his hands in surrender, before putting them behind his back. “see, not touching you.”
he takes a step closer to you and bends over to put his face, approximately, at the same level as yours, “just one kiss.”
(it ends up not being just one kiss.)
SUNOO
his hand flies to his heart as soon as you jump away from him.
to your defense, you weren’t even aware of any sort of presence close to you, and who even just waits behind someone for a kiss.
you cover your face with your hands, your eyes grow wide— just as melodramatic as the utterly shocked face on the surface of his face.
when shock wears off, a laugh resonate right from deep in your chest, “i’m so sorry,” you tell, reaching for his hands.
“leave me alone,” he mutters, even though he gladly lets you pull him closer to you. “i don’t want a kiss anymore.”
you giggle, his voice has no bite in it. you rest your hands on his broad shoulders and gets on your tiptoes to be able to plant a kiss on your lover’s cheek.
you peck him several times, one kiss after the other, his pouty demeanor slowly fading.
his smile is felt on your lips when you kiss him on the mouth like he was longing for.
JUNGWON
“c’mon,” he tells you, almost pleading with you.
you are not mad nor annoyed at him, but you like to make him work a little to get what he wants.
“leave me alone,” you tell him back, pushing him away in the slightest to get out of the kitchen.
he doesn’t let you go very far anyway, holding your wrist and pulling you right back where you were standing a few moments prior.
you try to get out of his grip but this man just fights back, “stop!” you chuckle as you try to kick his knee and he dodges it.
he somehow succeeds in catching both of your wrists to pull you in his embrace and wraps his biceps around your form. his blonde hair brushes on your skin as he leans closer to you.
you lean the most far you can, but he stills captures your lips with his.
you think he fought hard enough for what he wants, so you relax in his arms and smooch him back.
RIKI
this boy doesn’t really react when you refuse to kiss him for some—very annoying and stupid, he would qualify— reasons. he just lets it slide, surprisingly smoothly, to your surprise.
what you are not aware of is that he thinks about it for days, weeks even, at night. looking for the day he can do the same to you.
because, yes, your boyfriend is petty like that.
so here you are, going in for a kiss. the boy looks at you, waiting for you to be a little close. enough to feel his breath on your mouth.
he swipes his head away when you almost reach him.
“are you serious?” you huff, incredulously and he ignores you. narrowing your eyes, you stare at him before shrugging, “fine.”
he looks at the other with his arms crossed and a sulky demeanor until he realizes you are actually not going to kiss him again.
“wait no,” he turns to you, holding your arm to get your attention. “i was joking, come back.”
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Wrong Person...
summary: where you and the jjk men mistake eachother for someone else and end up prematurely confessing.
pairings: Gojo x fem!reader, Geto x fem!reader, Nanami x fem!reader, Toji x fem!reader, Sukuna x fem!reader, Ino x fem!reader, Choso x fem!reader
cw: crack, cursing, kms mentions (not serious), mentions of getting married and having kids (courtesy of Ino), use of y/n, fluff, I think thats it.
A/n: I think this is my 3rd smau this week... I want to say this will be normal but I cannot guarantee that so uhm.. enjoy it while it lasts 😉 anyways I had a lot of fun making this one, I hope you enjoy it as well! Also tysm for all the comments and reblogs i always giggle and kick my feet every time i read them 😁💗
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It should be illegal to be that sweet🙉🙉🙉🥹🥹🥹💕💕💕
“One day you’ll laugh so much that you’ll forget you have scars.”
— Benjamín Griss
#like i haven’t stopped thinking about this all day and I still am left speechless 🥹#the only words coming to mind are that I feel the exact same and how much I want squeeze you in a hug☺️🥹💕💕💫💕💗#lis hoe💃#my twin frfr#the steve to my bucky#my favorite 🤭#the everything to my everything
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NEW KATIE MCGRATH CONTENT From the podcast in patreon
SHE LOOKS SO CUTE AND PRETTY 🫶🏻😭🩷💗
#katie mcgrath#KatieMcgrath#lena luthor#saskia de merindol#morgana pendragon#morgana#the adjudicator#lucy westenra#supergirl#supercorp#the continental#bbc merlin#secret bridesmaids business#the ex wife season 2#Zara Jurassic World
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CHARACTER SHEET
Sonia CT-4808, GAR Logistics Officer, Coruscant.
this absolutely incredible art is by the talented @chiliger for @swartists4palestine.
If you were nervous about buying esims so that people in palestine are able to access communication, they have a link that goes through the process step by step. it’s a cause that is so worth donating if you can afford it!
Image description for images is in the alt text attached to the first image. The second image is a close up of Sonia’s face from the first image.
#Clone Trooper Sonia#Logisitcs Vode#character sheet#my ocs#chiliger’s art#my mutuals are the most talented#swartists for palestine#free palestine#free gaza#guys chiliger drew my girl so pretty 🥺🥹🥺🥹🥺🥹#It has given me so much serotonin and singlehandedly got me through a crash this weekend I swear to god#💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗#coruscant guard#corrie oc#vod’ika#corrie shenanigans#trans clones#clone sisters#clone ocs#clone oc#sisters get eye tattoos
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I bought a digital painting course from a Brazilian artist that I've admired a lot for a while, that in addition to many other things was thanks to the commissions, that I could pay my bills and buy what I always wanted, I'm very grateful for that! Love you, babes!!! TOT
But as I never took any courses I wanna make this investment to improve my drawings and commissions and god… I could understand how complex an illustration is, my head would explode!
I feel like I'm doing great! So, thanks so much to everyone who supported and commissioned me!
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YOU DONT KNOW HOW MUCH I MISS YOU PLEASE COME BACK AT SOME POINT!!!
YESS I THINK I'LL BE BACK ON HERE FULLY SOON!!!!!!
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✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈✨ HI BESTIE. i hope ur having the best day rn
BESTIE!!!!! this is soooo sweet im gonna cry YOU have the best day my love 💗✨
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