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Toxinette aurait une playlist des chansons de Jena Lee dans son portable, j'en suis sûre. Et "Eternise moi" et "Ensemble" sont des chanson ladynoir.
Toxinette would have a playlist of Jena Lee songs in her phone, I'm sure. And "Eternise moi" and "Ensemble" are ladynoir songs.
#miraculous ladybug#ml#ml meme#miraculous world#toxinelle#marinette dupain cheng#claw noir#shadyclaw#ladynoir#jena lee#It's kind of ironic#because Jena Lee was the singer I listened to most when I was a teenager#Kilfeur Vinosiny#oc sona
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gem n joel the strongest duo (family) that you are
and of course. her
#geminitay#smallishbeans#gem#joel#gemjoel#gempearl#wild life smp#why are they just building gorgeous things while everyone around them dies#trafficblr#life series#eydidraws#my art#additional notes: i tried to give joel some racer pants#also very pleased i finally got to draw him with the two toe boot thing#everytime i see those kinds of shoes i think of joel for some reason#also fun fact joel is one of the first hermits i ever drew ! him and lizzie but they were a lot more . anime-y back then#but yes i wanted to give gem a more mechanic vibe and joel the more racer vibe#which is a bit ironic bec i think their roles currently as of session 2 is the opposite lol#mcyt
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song of the dead.
#darkest dungeon#darkest dungeon 2#dd#dd2#jester#sarmenti#my art#the number of the day is... 4! ah ah ah! next time i should do even more iron crowns thatll be fun#the most irregularly scheduled jesterposting of all time#his shoulders are still as tense as ever hes just kind of sideways so its hard to see i think
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This wine tastes like pigs blood!
[First] Prev <–-> Next
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#lan wangji#jin zixun#wei wuxian#su she#(Su She needs to have his carrie moment before he can have his Carrie Moment.#Which means he needs to exist as a punching bag before he can hit 'em with the rebound).#My first draft of this comic had WWX slurping LWJ's wine per actual scene canon#As it really is a great scene of how WWX is willing to absorb the scandal and harm that befalls others.#It had a lot less to do with it being LWJ and more so that WWX just happens to be the kind of person who refuses to turn a blind eye.#It could have been any Lan who was being pressured (inappropriately) to drink (do not pressure anyone to drink irl PLEASE).#Because this is a romance plot it of course *is* LWJ. But don't forget that in this moment they aren't on great terms.#It's not a knight in shining armor moment - it's a 'you were being treated unjustly and I have the power to absolve you from that.'#And as we are very soon about to see - WWX certainly cannot turn away from those who need aid he can provide.#And like Jin Guangyao; that kindness is also his downfall.#By the way - that you all for the amazing community commentary on the last comic. I really loved reading everyone's thoughts!#Suyao shippers...I get it now. You had me at 'wen ning and WWX parallels'. I'll be back with a treat for you soon.#And yes 'everyone' does include the ironically named tumblr user jin zixun.#Who blocked me right before the character makes his pd-mdzs debut.#I hope you are well. You seem like you were having a real bad time yesterday.
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usm fanart bc why not
#usm#I'm new here so be kind lol#dont ask my why they are wearing those clothes I dont know either#ultimate spider man#peter parker#sam alexander#usm fanart#danny rand#ava ayala#luke cage#marvel#ultimate spiderman fanart#white tiger#fanart#nova#iron fist#powerman#spiderman#spiderman fanart#my art
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Sketchy Six Fanarts challenge
#artists on tumblr#digital drawing#art#fanart#elden ring#elden ring fanart#queen marika#elden ring marika#marika the eternal#thiollier#elden ring thiollier#iron fist alexander#elden ring alexander#radagon of the golden order#elden ring radagon#miquella the kind#elden ring miquella#elden ring dlc#shadow of the erdtree#boggart#elden ring boggart#sketch#six fanarts
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The fact that Xaden could’ve picked any room in his massive house to take Violet after her fight with Cat, but he specifically chose the Assembly chamber even though a meeting was literally happening in it just so he could fuck her on a throne. Nobody does it like Xaden.
#honestly this is the kind of devotion I need from my love interests#“get out. all of you. right fucking now”#PLEASEE I love him#the empyrean#xaden riorson#iron flame#violet sorrengail#riorgail#my posts
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twitter trend (?) because I am a follower
#my art#fanart#luigi#smb#luigi fanart#super mario#smb bowser#bowuigi#bowser x luigi#mr l#mr. l spm#spm#doodle#i have art block so if my art style is drastically different in my next post that's why#also bowuigi with mr l is so funny to me#i looove bowuigi I'm not saying funny like im doing ut ironically im not that kind of person#i am just saying the dynamic is goofy as hell#like inherently so
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It's an Easter movie
#rotg#rise of the guardians#it's funny because people considered it a chirsmas movie becuse it has santa claus as one of the charcters but it was more focused on easte#and it'd annoy bunny in canon#it's so ironic reminds me kf mike wazowski never being on the thumbails kind of joke#rise of the guardians bunnymund#rotg fanart#e. aster bunnymund#rotg bunnymund fanart#rise of the guardians fanart
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Image description: An image based on Giuseppe Molteni's "La Confesione", it depicts Lapin seated within a confession booth listening to a young Caramelinda. Caramelinda is weeping and clutching her hands together as she leans up to the screen. Lapin is listening intently with a saddened expression. End description.
How can I tell you the truth when I don't know which version you want to hear?
#dimension 20#a crown of candy#acoc#lapin cadbury#caramelinda rocks#my art#using this piece to push my lapin caramlinda friendship agenda#ironically at a point in time where i think theyre still getting to know and are kind of nervous about each other#also this is an old zj piece i wasnt able to finish at the time but OH WELLL
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🌸 when the Hindriarch banished Eskhind and her kin from Bey Lah, Neelahind would follow her heart into voluntary exile. To abandon a surefooted life, as well as a coveted spot among the Fellowship, is nearly unheard of among both hindren and Wardens, but Neelahind was glowing when she took her leave. I hear the pair are quite happy together, practicing arconautics in the ruins to the west—at least, that's what the kendren bring news of when they come back to trade.
back at it again w more caves of qud deer gals 😏✨ i'm kind of enamored with the ending to the Bey Lah quest where Esk and Neela both take off, so i wanted to see what they'd look like as a matched set of lesbian pariah-arconauts. geez, i can’t believe it’s been almost two years since i drew them last
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img desc: A drawing of a hindren deerfolk girl from "Caves of Qud". On the left a title card reads "Pariah Neelahind (she/her)". Some of the details are labeled. Her fur is a rich cedar red, with a lighter heartwood underbelly curling under her arms and on the inside of her legs down to her hooves; her curly hair is dark mahogany, tied back in a ponytail with a sky-blue bandana; her antlers are a pale heartswood, deepening to a rich velvet at the tines. She’s smiling, looking up and off to her right; she's poised upright, her arms spread to either side of her as she grips the haft of her war-scythe Yal, which is laying across her shoulders. She’s wearing shining steel platemail—a breastplate over a nanoweave surcoat patterned with pale lemon slices over pink (called "Pink Lemonade"); her armor is incomplete, but well taken care of. She’s wearing leather braces, a steel gauntlet on her left hand only, and a woven blue sash and bedroll across her back.
img desc: A drawing of a hindren deerfolk girl from "Caves of Qud". On the right a title card reads "Pariah Eskhind (she/it)". Some of the details are labeled. Her fur is ashen, with her pale undercoat spotting through on her forearms and flanks. Her messy hair is a greenish bleach-blonde, and one of her ears has a hole in it; her antlers are pale and their velvet is darker grey, and they're covered in little tied-on charms and brass tine hornaments. She has an eyepatch over her left eye, and a gap between her front teeth. She's grinning, slouching in a relaxed fashion, pulling back her hood with one hand and flashing a rock-on with the other; her front two legs are crossed, while the back two are spread like she's posing for a picture. She's wearing a well-worn chainmail hauberk, which extends down over her back; a ragged cowl, with buttoned slots along the hem of the hood for her antlers to fit through; a leather bracer on her left wrist, a steel pauldron on her right shoulder, a fingerless elastyne glove on her right hand, and two pairs of croccasins on her hooves. A pocketed saddle is slung over her back, along with a backpack and bedroll; on either side, the pockets are full of tools and bits. Tucked into her swordbelt is a sheathed folding carbide longsword and a gaslight kris; slung across her chest is a bolt-action rifle called "Peashooter" (it has a lesbian flag on its stock). Around her legs are several beaded bracelets and charms; one of them is the rightfully reclaimed Kindrish, complete with its carved deer charm.
#polyart#caves of qud#fanart#cervitaur#eskhind#neelahind#i actually kin neela really hard lol#i like drawing her being confident n happy even if she's apparently in more dangerous n unsure situations#something something transgender#esk is right at home tho she's such an adrenaline junkie#fun lil details include#the waxing crescent gorget neela's using as a makeshift pauldron#that's a badge of office for the fellowship#no point in flaunting it anymore#“escaupil” actually refers to a kind of woven armor used by the mexica back during the time of the conquest#it was really thickly woven cotton armor that was soaked in brine to harden it even further#it was really good at deflecting arrows n other projectiles#i like the idea of a nanoweave escaupil#in stark contrast to the iron plate and chainmail worn by the conquistadores#and marrying the old traditional forms of the hindren with the retrofuture aesthetics of arconauts#esk isn't actually missing an eye#she's just operating on pirate logic#in case she needs to go into a dark hole somewhere she flips the patch n has nightvision#she's silly like that#also peashooter is a spara exclusive ofc#she's an absolutely terrible shot tho
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#testing new template style let me know what do you think? 🙌🏼#it started kind of like a work around for long scenes to shorten post length#but ironically now I think that it will probably look better with short scenes#one piece#trafalgar law#nico robin#trafalgar d. water law#wano#animanga#lawbin#opgraphics#onepieceedit#animeedit#animegifs#onepiecesource#fyeahanimegifs#tvedit#animangahive#opgifs#by me
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dorkssss
#undertale#frisk#flowey#myart#love drawing older flowey like a big assssss snake#thorns retracted because he's just kind of annoyed but he has turned himself into an iron maiden slinky before and will do it again#frisk loves annoying him too much to gaf LMAO
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More than a Spark
Pairing: Eddie x gn!reader [no explicit detailed mention of the reader's genitalia and gender neutral terms]
Lots of built up sexual tension because it's the best kind of tension
Wc: 2000+
Desperation.
Yearning.
Two things that look unbelievably perfect on every dateable in your home. Especially a certain brooding, dark-haired man down at the breaker box. It's undeniable how Eddie's no good for you, how he's a bit of an asshole who struggles with getting any emotion other that stoicism, which is really a lack of emotion, out when he's around anyone, much less you. But you can see it on his face when he doesn't think you notice.
His heavy-lidded gaze lingers on you as you nurse a drink at the bar, Volt sweet-talking you and Johnny Splash performing yet another charming but terrible a cappella on the stage. Eddie wants you. Badly. You can see it written all over his face, and the white knuckled grip he has on the drinking glasses whenever you tease him.
Volt is easier to read, easier to talk to and touch and Makeout with in the shitty dim lit backroom of the breaker box. Eddie not so much. You've yet to get your hands on his chest and your tongue on his but you have a feeling it might be tonight with the way the bar starts to clear out and he's still glancing your way as he wipes down the bar top.
"You heading home or what?" His gruff voice almost gives you full body shivers, it fills the empty air and demands your attention.
Glancing back at him and moving down a few barstools to sit in front of him, propping your elbows onto the counter he's trying to clean, you smile at him.
"Sounds like you want me to leave," You pout, not that you can pull any sympathy from the man in the state he's in, but maybe you could get something in other than a tired goodnight.
"There are a lot of things I want," his response is vague and casual but leading onto something more that makes your core feel weird. Good weird.
His voice never failed to stir up some feeling inside of you. More specifically the way he spoke. His tone. The words he used. Every sentence is crafted carefully to further uphold the closed-off vibe you got from him. Like he'd let on just enough to pique your curiosity and leave you wanting for more, it was begging to get on your nerves.
"Are you always-"
"Such an asshole?" He chuckles lowly before you can finish.
"Difficult. I was going to say difficult." You retort with a roll of your eyes.
"I'm not exactly sure what it is you want from me, Volt gives you plenty of attention."
"There are a lot of things I want," you repeat his vague statement, giving back the same energy he gave to you.
"Real smart, one of those things being?"
"You," it was time one of you came out and said it.
You were beginning to grow impatient and would rather get shut down than not take a chance at this. Plus talking to Reggie was enjoyable to you, at least there were some positives to getting rejected.
"You have Volt," he says, tossing the towel over his shoulder and giving you a look.
"Call me greedy but I want you too," you shrug, tracing little shapes onto the bar top with the tip of your finger, looking at him through your lashes.
"...I have a feeling I'll regret inviting you to the back," he groans. Which bassicly meant you were.
Months of chipping away at the man's patience led up to this moment and you were thrilled, though you tried not to show too much of it on your face. Only a fraction of it in the form of a slight smirk to mirror his own.
"I'll be good I promise," you giggle softly.
"Oh I'm sure you will," he grumbles, the back of his knuckles sliding against the underside of your jaw and across your cheek slowly before he turns around a begins walking, "You coming?"
You fight back the urge to say 'Oh I will be," instead opting to follow him to the back of the club. The minute you step foot in the back area your arms are around his neck, lips brushing eachother as a silent request.
Permission is granted when he presses his lips against yours. It's hungry and desperate and tense, everything you expected a kiss with him to be like. Behind all the pent-up frustration it's surprisingly gentle and considerate. His hands are on your back, sliding down to get a firm grip on your ass, something that prompts you to moan into the kiss.
Messy is the only way to describe the way your tongue slides against his as one hands find purchase in his hair and the other rests on his firm chest. You tilt your head to kiss him better, deeper. Your noses bump and teeth clash a bit but neither of you finds it in yourselves to react or make a deal out of it, too lost in the heart-racing sensation of each other's lips locked after months of built-up glances and sexually charged interactions.
Eventually, you have to part with him for the necessity that is oxygen. If you didn't need air you think you'd never willingly part from him. Forhead to forhead, his hands still gripping onto your ass, your hands still in his hair now dragging down to hold his face as you both pant. It's hot and stuffy in the backroom, a shitty torn up couch and box TV shoved in a corner to keep Volt and him entertained or something, Volt talked about it one time but you were too preoccupied with kissing on his neck to care.
The fantasy of having them both on and in you was never fleeting, but you had just gotten Eddie so you figured you'd still have to work up to the Volt and Eddie sandwich you so desperately wanted.
"I want to fuck you so bad, I need to fuck you so bad" Eddie groans. A sentence you've never thought you'd hear in your life time blessing your ears. You could have jumped up and down with joy if it wasn't mood-killing.
"I wanna fuck you too, so fucking bad Eddie you don't even know." You chuckle, kissing him again.
"Oh I think I know," he groans against your lips, lifting you up with ease and dropping you onto the couch.
For a torn-up god knows how old piece of furniture it provided some comfort, just about the bare minimum though. It was awkward to position yourselves on, you opted for having him take his pants off and sit down, and straddle him for a more efficient position. He slid his vest off and let out a groan the minute your hands touched his bare chest and your lips were kissing his neck and jaw.
You wondered if he could shock you. Maybe not, Volt was the real electricity and energy, Eddie was just the...wires? Well, you could get shocked by wires, yeah? Volts shocks stung enough so you weren't exactly willing to test your theory with Eddie. Instead trying to avoid his wires, similar to how you avoided touching Volt's wild hair. Though it was pretty to look at.
"You want this, live wire?" The endearing little nickname leaving his lips in his voice in that tone made you shiver. Nodding enthusiastically.
"I need to hear you say it," he chuckles, one hand gently holding your chin, his thumb rubbing gentle circles into your cheek as he forces you to meet his gaze.
"I want this," you practically whine. The sexy confident act falls a little, leaving behind the sight of someone who needs something really bad. Leaving behind the sight of pure desperation and desire. You could see some of it in his dark eyes too.
"You want what, live wire?"
The way he was looking at you was positively simple and it made you weak everywhere.
"I want you to fuck me Eddie, need it. So so bad. Need it so bad, please fuck me." You amped the pleading up, giving him everything he wanted and more, giving him a look of want, slightly biting your bottom lip, your brows furrowed a bit and your eyes sparkling with something sensual.
It felt erotic.
It was erotic.
It was no longer just sexy, passing glances. No longer a thought in your mind you entertained every night alone in bed. You were straddling him on his couch, your hands exploring his chest. It was sensual and erotic and almost perverted the way the two of you were looking at each other. Touching each other, as if you'd never touch each other again.
Which you very well might not. He could decide he wants nothing to do with you after tonight. But deep down part of you knew Eddie and how he wouldn't do that. Once he's deep in something, he stays. And soon he'd be deep into you, literally.
With your explicit permission he slides down your pants until they fall onto the floor, you in turn sliding down his boxers until they rest halfway down his thighs. He's a good size, the perfect girth to fill you up and leave you completely satisfied with no want for anything more other than him pounding into you.
You giggled softly as he groaned from your hands sliding down his chest, brushing against his happy trail and down to his cock. Stroking it a few times just to relish in the sounds he made in response before lining yourself up with his length.
The sounds you both let out as you sit down on him are sinful and filled with pleasure. Your head tilts back as you moan but his hand comes up to grab your chin bringing your face inches from his, his lips brushing softly against yours as you settle on his cock. Accustoming yourself to the stretch and the slight sting that melts right into ecstasy. Eddie kisses you with passion, pouring everything pent up into it as you got used to the feeling of his cock inside you. The gruff closed off asshole who worked at the Breaker Box now laid beneath you looking perfect and kissing you like he'd never get the chance to again.
"I'm gonna move now, kay'?" You mumble softly against his lips and he nods, with his permission you begin to slowly move up and down his cock before going just a bit faster once you get a sense of rhythm.
The sounds he makes are more than enough to let you know you're doing perfectly. Riding him is euphoric, a sensation unlike any other. The dimly lit stuffy backroom and broken-down couch creaking only add to the dirty real feeling of it all. It was messy, your wetness making your thighs slick as you went up and down on his cock. His cock felt perfect and snug inside of you, your hands resting on his broad shoulders, finger nails digging into them drawing a groan from his lips which you then kissed, swallowing the sounds he was making, your own sweetly blending with them.
You reach your peak, coming with a long satisfied moan, head thrown back a bit, his calloused hands gently rubbing your hips and working you through it. Right before, you can feel him about to come, slipping off of him and stroking his cock a few times until thick ropes of cum hit your and his stomach as he finishes with a satisfied moan.
You both sit there, sweaty and panting, trying to calm down.
"You know, I would've appreciated a little invitation to this show." Volt's voice startles both of you out of the trance you were in.
"I'll be sure to let you know next time then," Eddie chuckles, his hands resting warmly on your waist and everything seems to click into place as you all let out small laughs.
#eddie watts#eddison watts#volt date everything#date everything#🧋Mel's fluff#💄Mel's smut#eddie x reader#eddie watson x reader#gender neutral reader#kind of tried my best for that part#my freaky ass is hoping into every fandom i fancy#especially one with a man who vaugly reminds me of dean from the iron giant#♥ mel's rambles#eddie and volt#volt and eddie
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they can both be tiny baby
#art#digital art#fanart#sketch#manga style#tim drake#tim drake robin#robin dc#kon el#conner kent#superboy#superboy kon el#timkon#let boys be casually affectionate with or without crushes on each other agenda btw#kon the type of guy to be affectionate ironically bc he's afraid of the genuine feeling#tim the kind of guy who is too chill and goes ok this is what i'm doing now#and so they end up sharing affection#kon when it gets too real with a bro 'are we about to kiss rn?'#don't say yes he will get shy#hall of fave
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POV: Phil tries to comfort you during an existential crisis <3
#i was intending for this to be like funny ironic but it's kind of genuinely cute idk#dan and phil#phan#dapg#dnp#amazingphil#dpgdaily#dnp gifs#danandphilgames#mygifs
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