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#Ugh. i love that man .
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Ok these are a bit old but while I finish the earth kingdom outfits have some more moon spirit sokka au sketches I did while trying to figure out a fic plot for it
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Also this extra cuz I love their family
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willowser · 6 months
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i really think having an emotional connection is so important to bakugou sexually.
like, i think he has to be in the exact right mood in order to get off by himself at home alone. can't be too tired, can't be too stressed out, can't have too much on his mind regarding work or other things, and even if it's been a while and his body is sensitive and wanting for it—if his head is not right, he can sit there for hours and never reach his peak.
which is why i think ultimately he doesn't do it that often, because it pisses him off to waste the time and not find the release. makes him more agitated. i think porn for the most part doesn't help him because he's too picky, literature probably helps a bit more, but he's still picky, and his imagination can get him there, but his headspace has to be right.
i think he's slow to hands-on stuff, when your relationship starts, and you can tell he's going to be like that pretty quickly. he responds to your touch like it's an accident; you reach out to hold his hand and he pulls his back like your knuckles have knocked by chance, like you're too close. it's not meant to be a rejection of any kind, it's just—he doesn't want you to touch him if you don't want to. if you don't mean to.
but when he realizes that you mean to, that you want to—
it has him skyrocketing. surprises him terribly, the affect you have on his body, and how quickly, because not even he can always have that affect on his own body.
you reach up to push some hair out of his face and your fingers skirt his cheekbone and he feels like a stupid gross disgusting puddle of mush. you loop your arm through his and lean into him while you're walking and he feels like a prize, like he's yours and you're his and you want everybody to know and that gives him a rush of pride that makes his head woozy.
he's dropping you off at home after date number he-doesn't-know and you're staring up at him outside your front door and he knows he should kiss you so he does and his whole body lights up with a heat he doesn't recognize at all. just from that.
and then he finally gets it: that heart-aching, stomach turning, body shaking want he's only ever heard about, and now finally feels.
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krytus · 1 year
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can we also appreciate ballister nailing this guy in the dick and then using the shield which is still attached to him
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angelcake10023 · 2 months
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Have a doodle drawing of them cause they’re silly and I love them 💖🐷🍜
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kokomini9 · 5 months
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can't trust the words behind the fangs 🐍🎭 a doodle with my take on his mask :3c
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the sun and moon are gay and married btw if you even care
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wigglebox · 4 months
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Testament [noun] evidence; something presented in support of the truth or accuracy of a claim. [x]
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lunarayx · 2 months
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UM EXCUSE ME?!!?!?
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birues · 10 months
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"After all, the path I once walked is now yours to finish."
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sparkdoesart · 3 months
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(YOU CAN'T LET THEM GO HOME.)
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ariseur · 6 months
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i cant get over the fact that capcom made him so beautiful just to merge him back with urizen
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sefynarose · 2 months
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yandere-romanticaa · 7 months
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Despite the cheerful smile on his face, Tartaglia's eyes are like the sea - deep, dark and most importantly, terrifying.
No one knows what dwells deep within those waters and frankly, many are afraid of taking a dip in that endless sea of mystery. Who in their right mind would dare to see what this ticking time bomb has up his sleeve? Life is easier if you steer clear of him. Bow your head or simply leave, nothing good comes with dealing with the Fatui, let alone a Harbinger.
But to fall head over heels for one, well... That is a story worthy of the history books.
It was difficult to be with him. His lust for blood would never cease and the hunger for power would keep on growing.
That need doubled once you became a constant presence in his life.
Do you see him? Are you looking at him? He sure hopes so. Tartaglia lives for your words of praise, he needs it like air. Tell him he's the best even though he already knows that he is. Tell him that you love him, that you won't ever leave him and watch him take down the entire cosmos for you. Watch him come running back to you bloody and bruised, his tone quiet but sincere as he spills his undying love for you through his busted lips.
He is danger incarnate. Not even his co-workers want anything to do with him. But it's so hard not to fall into his strong, secure arms as he kisses you breathless beneath the shimmering moonlight. People avoid you due to your association with him and sometimes, you miss your old life. Sometimes you miss how the sun would kiss your face as your friends laughed behind you, picnic baskets in your hand as you made your way towards a clearing you all fancied. You can still recall the smell of fresh bread, various jams and the endless sea of fruits everyone would bring.
Those moments were true slices of paradise. They were simple but meaningful, powerful even.
Some things were more powerful however.
You traded the sun for snow. Warmth for cold. Comfortable uncertainty for caged safety. Friends who left you for a lover who was ready to kill for you.
Don't focus on them, the ginger man would tell you. You don't need any of them, not when you have him. And you would grip his jacket tight, so impeccably tight that your knuckles would turn pale. He would then proceed to kiss those knuckles with a gentleness a man like him ought not to possess.
Tartaglia was a walking contradiction of a man. And you wouldn't have him any other way.
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laurrelise · 19 days
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one of my favorite parts about that scene in season 3 episode 7 of the umbrella academy is right after the umbrellas and sparrows “contained” the keugelblitz and celebrate by opening several bottles of alcohol and partying, because in every single shot ben is in, he’s either trying to get himself or five as wasted as possible
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yennao · 1 month
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Hey if Deathbit ain’t scorched to hell in 97 I’m gonna be disappointed. I’ll draw that too. Obviously. Asap. Till then, comic Deathbit
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imtomiee · 2 months
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Have you ever seen a man so so sooooo sigh 😞
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Saw this on twitter and almost did something diabolical to my phonescreen
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