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[shimishtar]

Some DF dump of doodles for the past few months

mostly just hero oc

vaal got me ngl i apologize for my cringy cheesy thoughts i think they should hold hands... really excited for valentines event haahahahahhaahha 😁😁😁😁😁 blaming a good friend of mine if u see this ur in my hit list

also bonus john wings :( they no longer have wings ☹️☹️☹️☹️

Anyway, past doodles..

Also John Seppy o7

[kilgarraara]

"I guess I never really faced my fears before"

[gongyussy]

and they lived happily ever after | ARCANE SEASON TWO (2024)

[telumendils]

me when spite shouted "i want to talk to rook!" and punched lucanis in the face over it:

[vanmarkus]

It ain't no lie, baby, bi bi bi ♫

[daisydood]

i hate it when i refer to a woman as a cowboy and then someone corrects me "erm actually shes a cowgirl!!" no she's not. cowboy is all genders you cannot separate the power of yeehaw

[nipuni]

More Fourteen 😊

[xxplastic-cubexx]

cherik fall collection i guess !!!!!!!!

[gorgynei]

baby blue butch

[rissaito]

my xilonen design!! this is what she looks like in my heart… 🫶

[chloesimaginationthings]

William through the whole FNAF movie off screen

[wanderingibon]

after the battle

[sophsun1]

Interview With The Vampire – 2.05: Don't Be Afraid, Just Start the Tape

[tojisun]

cw: john price x f!reader - older man/younger woman; 18+

john makes you feel beautiful. he dotes on you like you are his doll, splurging everything he’s got until you’re all spoiled.

“m’gonna be y’r rotten girl,” you told to him once, giggling, and john had just hummed as he gathered you in his arms, pulling you up until you’re both chest to chest. he breathed you in, his scruff tickling your jaw, his hands finding purchase along the pudge of your waist.

“i’d love you either way, baby,” john said like his words just didn’t lay waste on you.

you nodded, quiet and shy, your cheeks thrumming with warmth, and john kissed your silence away, murmuring nothings about how he could not wait to dress you up, to see you in his gifts, to fly you to spain and show you how a pretty girl should be cherished. you laughed it up, nodding to indulge him, but john always went through with his word and you found yourself in the next flight to ibiza.

it was exhilarating.

no one has ever done so much for you; no one thought you’re worth more than a 50/50 split dinner that you barely even enjoy or a quickie in a dingy parking lot because apparently a hotel was too much for a ‘casual thing.’

and sure you know you are worth more than those sucky dates, but your roster never changed and it’s like—

if they don’t like you enough, then… are you?

then john came and just. well, fuck — you know?

he’s ruined you for everyone else. he’s ruined you for anything that isn’t himself. john filled you up with fulfilled promises and went above that because he made you his sole point of focus. his priority. because somehow, you triumph over everything.

every of your whispered pleas, every quiet calls, every crooked requests — john always answered them. you are never too much for me, he said. nothing goes before you.

and who is strong enough to not fall for that? no one.

john loves vividly, and he loves you with such vastness it’s incomprehensible. john loves like this, whatever this is, was an organic sort of love; like it did not start with a messy hookup with a friend of a friend of a friend’s… dad.

(but there was something dizzying about the way your bodies clicked. how when john, apparently the mr. price, sank to his knees and flipped your skirt up, something just slotted into place.

it felt right to be there in his master’s bathroom, grasping at the hems of your skirt with shaky hands and watching on with tears in your eyes as he sucked on your clit and laid his tongue flat along your slit. it felt right to be there as he held your hips, thick fingers digging into your fat, and felt him grunting into your flesh, muffled praises slipping from his slick-sheened lips drunkenly. it felt right to beg for his fingers; to beg for more.

and god, it felt good.

so good, you were all numb in the brain, muscles shaking, satiation rolling off of you in heaps.

“shit, baby,” john murmured, cupping your jaw. “you’re so perfect.”

“mmrf?” you grunted, still nonverbal as your body caught up with the tidal waves of pleasure punched out of you.

he laughed, so soft and quiet. “yeah, you are.” he bent forward and pressed a kiss on your forehead. “might just keep you.”

he didn’t sound playful when he said this. he sounded certain, and it filled your heart up with giddiness because—

“please.”

john cooed and snuggled up beside you, pressing his bulk on your back and pulling you impossibly closer. not letting go.

not after that. not anymore.)

[mysterycitrus]

gay people from 2003 >>>>>

[mountainshroom]

These losers can be so lovely together you guys

(also i have a new url (mountainshroom)!!)