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I am inflicting, or perhaps bestowing, upon you: Garrus as various unnecessarily sexualized references that come up if you look up refs of women with guns :)
(( @milkywayes i know we’ve like almost never interacted but the silly comment i left on your post would Not leave my brain. I need to show u what you inspired ))
#you’re welcome or i’m sorry#look at that high waisted man! he has feminine hips#top 10 birthday gifts for your alien boyfriend who you aren’t even sure celebrates birthdays: big gun.#turians look all big and intimidating until you draw one and have to figure out how to make them not look like they’re going OWO#why did i put so much effort into this#mass effect#my art#mass effect art#mass effect fanart#artists on tumblr#garrus vakarian#he’s so hard to draw but so much FUN to draw. this man is shaped
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🐙🌹 HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🌹🐙
#azurido#azurid#azul ashengrotto#riddle rosehearts#twst#twisted wonderland#fanart#twst x tbhk#tbhk edit#azul x riddle#digital art#Happy birthday to azul my beautiful wonderful gorjus wife who i love so much#this birthday i gift you. A boyfriend
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OH? OHOHOHO
#I WAS HOPING THE SOAP OPERA WOULD BE A RUNNING GAG#helluva boss#queen bee#ozzie’s#stolas#blitzø#stolitz#no but tell me why i was#literally telling my fiancé and brother#that if stolas does get a boyfriend like viv implied#i want there to be a scene where like#blitzø is watching hell-a novela#and alejandro is like ‘what do you mean you’ve gifted your heart to another gabriella?!’#and she’s like ‘how long did you expect me to wait for you alejandro?’#with her hand like over her head all dramatic#and blitzø yells ‘YOU SHOULVE TOLD HER YOU LOVED HER WHILE YOU HAD THE CHANCE DIPSHIT’#and throws something at the tv#and loona is standing in the background looking maybe concerned maybe exasperated
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#Rising from the dead to share an anniversary gift to my boyfriend#click for full image quality#zelink#zelda#link#totk#tears of the kingdom#loz#legend of zelda#tloz#the legend of zelda#bonus points if you spot the hidden detail
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everything about Gavriil feels suffocating.
how his presence alone can be almost overwhelming, how his massive body cages you everytime without a chance to escape. you wouldn't dare to try anyway, knowing that you don't even have a say against a creature of his caliber. he will find you. in your dreams, in your nightmares. in your room.
how he will be intense and vague about everything just for the sake of it; to confuse you further, to see the conflict of emotions in your eyes merge with arousal. eventually your hesitance turns into acceptance, a desperate need to feel his hands all over you. and he will be oh so grateful to fulfill that desire.
how his thick tongue pushes past your lips and into your mouth, reaching almost the back of your throat, relishing in the muffled little sounds you make. your drool mixed with his saliva drips down your chin, and your hazy eyes look up at him when he finally pulls away, giving you a second to breathe.
how his hips are slamming into you relentlessly, your wetness and lack of resistance allowing him to move almost effortlessly. forced to hold onto him for dear life instead of pushing away. all of your morals and principles are being tossed out of the window every single time he comes to you. he has you where he wants you, and will not stop until he feels like you can't take it anymore.
and how in the morning he vanishes away, leaving you guessing: was it just another wet dream? but the cold stickiness between your legs tells you more than you need to know.
#yes bringing this back bc at the time i didn't tag it properly#okay im gonna complain in here now.#need... to... draw... something... but i dont... have the strength..#drawing on my phone is so exhausting but i have no other option#bc i think my traditional art is not very polishedddd and i dont want to answer asks with ittttt#but maybe i will#bc i think i'm really getting to that burnout#and giving how my bday is getting closer and closer....#i dread it. but hey. cake. money. i'll get a new piercing#i WILL cry ofc but hey. maybe someone will buy me tea as a gift. who knows.#i just want to spend some time with someone yknow:(#just... talk. about anything. sit beside eachother and stare off into the waters#i hope the snow will melt soon because i want to go out more even if by myself#gonna find a job when summer comes... maybe talking to colleagues and all that will help... everythings gonna be fine.. i hope#i just need friends. god.#microtya's kids#microtya: gavriil#monsterfucker#monster fucker#monster x human#monster boyfriend#monster lover#teratophillia#god x human#monster smut
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PlayStation 3 (original 2006 phat version) please 🙏
Fuckable Object #26 Sony Playstation 3 (2006)
#fuckableobjects#26#fuckablesubmission#objectophilia#objectum#techum#osor#technology#retro aesthetic#i have one of these (the original original backwards compatible model - hence why all the pictures are of that specific model)#that i gifted my boyfriend for his birthday and now i sleep beside it every night#:3
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what if the Lakers tickets weren't actually a misstep on Tommy's part? what Buck confessed, very early on, a little ashamed, that he actually doesn't like basketball at all and really was just trying to get Tommy's attention when he went to the pickup game? what if Tommy just smiled and said something like, maybe you'd feel differently if we were on the same team next time?
what if Tommy, who is so generous with his time and his teaching, went out of his way to gently introduce Buck to the reasons why he enjoys the game? what if Tommy carefully and deliberately overwrote whatever negative associations Buck had with basketball and turned it into something fun, something they did together, something they shared?
what if he found ways to appeal to Buck's love for trivia, for history, for facts and figures? to connect it to things he was already interested in? what if they started watching games on TV together and talking about player stats and tracking league trends and making predictions?
what if basketball became their thing? what if those tickets weren't a sign that they didn't know each other as well as they thought? what if they were, in fact, a symbol of everything they shared, everything they had built together over six months?
#bucktommy#don't mind me just making myself sad on my break at work#and thinking about how I was never ever a sports person until my husband got me to go to soccer games#because he found a way for it to appeal to my sense of friendship and community rather than an interest in athletics#anyway you can't convince me that Tommy is so unobservant and thoughtless that he#would buy expensive basketball tickets for his boyfriend if he didn't KNOW it was actually a good gift#hardly a 911 call
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reminiscing....
#HELP posted to wrong blog first#no siggy cuz this was a beautiful gift for my boyfriend posting it was an afterthought#eddsworld#ew tord#ew paul#paultord
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A gift for @sleipliir
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"Charlie. When you're on the field you have to do your best, understand that?"
#pit babe#pit babe the series#pooh krittin#pavel naret#pavel phoom#charliebabe#pitbabeedit#thai bl#thai drama#bl drama#bl series#my edits.#the scene in the novel was so sweet#also it happened after the race#and before they were boyfriends#negl i liked it more#because babe was so touched that anyone would be so thankful for a simple gift#oh well
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VegasPete + text posts for @sapphicblight (pt. 31/35)
bonus:
#kinnporsche#kinnporsche text post meme#vegaspete#kpedit#x text posts#mygifs#mine#taggingmarion#userspicy#leftontheladder#userboots#usertph#tuserkatherine#usermor#kiwitracks#kinnporschesource#dailyvegaspete#alana beloved a small gift for you since your fics are saving my life jhdjkjk#half of these are picked because they remind me of cause and effect (especially the loser boyfriend one). others cause you said that#you like these scenes in the show and the rest just cause i thought you would enjoy them <3333
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MY STAND-IN (2024) | 1.04
#poom phuripan#up poompat#my stand in#my stand in the series#msiedit#usersasa#tobelle#usertoptaps#userbunn#tuseralexa#userrlana#rinblr#userzhaozi#userrlaura#msiep4#clairedgifs#okay so i finally finished my last gifset i wanted to gif for ep4#foolish hungover ming tho 🥺 he just has no idea what atrocious betrayal had happened last night#little did he know then a few hours from now he would be kicked out of the house of his 'not boyfriend'#kinda feel bad like this man had full intention of dropping that annoying dinner with his sister to come home and gift joe those cat mugs#and IT ALL FELL DOWN#alexa plays miia dynasty
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"I see you, and I love you" + hurt/comfort ; requested by @oops-i-dropped-the-galaxy!
Danny can handle being a halfa. He’s had years to get used to it, switching between dead and alive, living boy and ghost, always living in flux. He’s settled into his identity as one of the few halfas in existence, navigating the living world and the Infinite Realms with ease after years of practice.
What he can’t handle is becoming an Ancient.
Apparently, while most Ancients are born into the role, ruling over their domain, some can grow into it. It’s rare, practically unheard of, but not impossible.
Danny is growing into the Ancient of Stars, changed from the inside out by his love of space.
He would be happy if it didn’t hurt so much.
Danny can’t sleep at night anymore. When the stars are out, he can hear them singing, each windchime voice echoing through his ears. Though he can’t see them from beneath Gotham’s cloud cover, he can feel them shining brightly far above him.
He lays in bed with Duke, curled up in his side, trying to muffle his whimpers as his bones creak and hollow, his soul growing too large for his body to handle. He is space contained in a human body. It wants to be free, to stretch from its suffocating confines and fill every dark space with cold light. His skin feels too tight and his teeth ache.
All Danny can do is clench his jaw, wrap his arms around his stomach as tightly as he can, and try to weather through the pain of changing.
The agony of it comes in waves. He doesn’t know how long it takes until it recedes enough for him to feel like he can breathe again, trying to suck air in as his lungs are crushed by his ribcage. Slowly, Danny pushes himself up, taking care not to wake Duke, and stumbles out of bed. His throat is dry and feels as if its been scraped raw by sandpaper, and all he wants is water.
He gets halfway down the hall when the next wave hits.
Danny collapses, gasping for breath, and can only watch through tear-filled eyes as his fingers go dark, the same black as deep space. His body shifts, bones cracking and muscles stretching like taffy, and suddenly he’s big larger than life a galaxy a black hole there is darkness everywhere it is alive it is full of stars the stars are singing the stars are singing the stars are si
“Danny? Hey, sweetheart, are you okay?”
That’s Duke’s voice. He’d recognize it anywhere, even from miles away, even when he’s sure he doesn’t have ears anymore. It takes all his effort to pull himself back to Earth, back into their apartment, blinking up at Duke as the stars in his eyes fade away.
Duke kneels before him, concern clear on his face, gentle hands reaching out to hold Danny steady. The feel of his warmth grounds him, keeps him more securely in his body. The pull of space is still there, tugging at him, trying to pull him out of humanity and into the form of an Ancient, but Danny can resist it so long as Duke keeps him tethered to the ground.
“It hurts,” he croaks, shivering.
“Shh, I know, baby. How can I help? What do you need?”
Danny leans forward, burying his face in Duke’s chest as tears slip out of his eyes. “It hurts,” he says again, voice shaking. “I keep changing and growing and my entire body is being torn apart and—” he gasps, cutting himself off. “I keep disappearing. I don’t want to disappear. I want to stay here but it takes me away and then I’m too big and no one can see me and I’m alone—”
“You’re not alone, Danny,” Duke says, holding him tightly as if his arms will be enough to keep Danny from breaking out of his own body, ridding himself of a mortal vessel, his only remaining tie to this world. “I see you, and I love you. Even if you have to change and go far away to be happy, I’ll find a way to follow you there, okay? I’m with you for as long as you want me.”
“I don’t want to hurt so much,” Danny whimpers, black fingers speckled with stardust clawing at Duke’s arms.
“Just breathe through it, sweetheart, you can do it. Let it pass through you. I got you, okay? Just let the pain pass and you’ll be fine.”
He wants to snap at Duke that it’s not fine, that the pain will be forever, it’ll linger in every one of his joints, that he can’t just stop fighting it because it’ll hurt even worse then. But his jaws are aching, his teeth sharpening, and there’s a black hole in his throat that he refuses to let loose. He lets out another pained whine, shivering, and in his chest a star is formed, burning bright and angry.
“Breathe, Danny, breathe,” Duke soothes, rubbing a hand up and down Danny’s back.
It’s habit to relax into his touch. They’ve spent so many nights working through night terrors and injuries, comforting each other through gentle touches. The pain eases a bit, and Danny sighs, frost on his breath.
“There we go, sweetheart, that’s it. You’re doing just fine.”
Another tear slips down his face, but the ache in his entire body as his growing ghost form tries to escape begins to fade.
He’s spent so many nights in pain, waiting for the sun to rise to muffle the singing of the stars. If he can get any relief, he’ll take it, even if it means losing his human form.
Danny stops fighting. His resistance to this change falls away. There’s a moment where the pain disappears entirely, the world going still, but before he can let out a relieved sigh, the change hits him like an asteroid, sudden and instant and inevitable.
A cry is ripped from his throat, but it doesn’t sound like him. It echoes, deep and inhuman, and suddenly Danny is every dark space surrounding the stars, the arms of every galaxy, suns burning bright and dying, supernova, cold and ice and the slow drifting of planets in orbit. His body grows, expands, no longer a ghost but an Ancient, body curling into itself to stay within the walls of the too small apartment, large hands cupped around Duke to keep him safe.
He can feel the cold of space. Orbits dance in his mind. Meteorites and asteroids drift without pattern across his chest. Danny can see everything with too many eyes, and he can cup planets in his palms, so much larger than possibility. His chest opens and expands and his body can curl around Earth and keep it safe.
He feels settled in this new body, senses stretched in every direction and the universe is so much lovelier than he could have ever experienced it in a halfa’s body.
Danny, Ancient of the Stars, hums and the universe shivers, singing back to him.
The pain is gone completely. He wonders why he resisted so hard; this is what he’s meant to be. He’s never felt so right before.
“Danny?”
Duke’s voice is small, but only because he is small when compared to Danny in his Ancient form.
Duke, he tries to say but his vocal chords have changed. Instead of words, a deep hum erupts from his throat, similar to the purr of a particularly large cat.
“Hey, sweetheart. Feeling better?”
Danny nods, pulling himself back together to feel his body more keenly, no longer stretched across the universe, cradling every star in his reach. Duke reaches a hand up and Danny reaches back, folding himself back into his body. His human eyes return and he realizes the apartment is completely covered in darkness with stars sparkling all around them. It recedes as he fits himself back into his body, the black on his fingers fading away until his hand is indistinguishable from a normal human’s.
He takes hold of Duke’s hand and tries to stand. His legs are weak and unsteady and he falls onto Duke, who catches him with ease and sweeps him up into a princess carry.
“There you are, honey,” Duke says, voice warm and relieved. “You alright?”
“Yeah. Yeah, I feel a lot better.”
“Good. Do you need anything? Hot chocolate, heating pad, sleep?”
Danny thinks for a moment, then says, “Hot chocolate.”
“You got it. Let me just set you on the couch and I’ll have it out in a minute.”
He carefully sets Danny onto the couch, then tucks the blanket they keep folded over the back around him. Once he’s satisfied Danny is comfortable, Duke heads to the kitchen, flicking on the light as he does.
Danny sinks into the couch cushions, carefully moving all his fingers and toes to make sure they’re fine. He’s a little sore, as if all his bones where put through the ringer, but it doesn’t feel any different from when he has a particularly rough training day.
What’s more important that his physical body is the fact that he can feel his core, settled deep in his chest. It’s no longer the cold of ice, but it burns coldness, a white star embodying his soul, a changed core to reflect his transformation into an Ancient.
A baby Ancient, technically. He still has some growing to do, but the rest should be easier and, hopefully, less painful.
He closes his eyes and begins to drift off when he hears Duke return. It takes some effort to open his eyes, and his smiles softly and sleepily when he sees Duke set down two steaming mugs of hot chocolate on the coffee table.
“Love you,” he mumbles, freeing a hand from the blanket to try to pull Duke down to join him.
Duke goes to him easily, sitting next to him and pulling Danny in to cuddle against him. It’s been so long since he last felt so comfortable at night, not writhing in pain and biting through his lip to keep quiet, that he can’t help but sink into it. A purr starts up in his chest, and Duke startles.
“Sweetheart, are you purring?”
Danny flushes and tries to hide his face. The purr doesn’t stop. He’s always been able to purr after becoming a halfa, though purr is just an easier way to describe it. It’s less of his vocal chords vibrating and more of his core rumbling in contentment. Usually, it’s unnoticeable, barely able to be felt let alone heard. Apparently, becoming an Ancient and therefore a much stronger ghost means his purrs are also stronger and louder.
“You’re so cute,” Duke says, pressing a kiss against Danny’s forehead. “Drink your hot chocolate, and then we can go back to sleep.”
He makes grabby hands at his mug, and Duke laughs and picks it up for him.
“Love you,” Danny repeats, voice less muffled.
“Love you, too,” Duke says. “I’m glad you’re feeling better.”
“I’m glad you were there to help me. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“It’s a good thing you’ll never have to find out. I’ve got you, sweetheart, always.”
Believing him is the easiest thing Danny has ever done. If Duke says he’ll be there for, then he will.
Always, always, always.
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[send me ghostlights prompts!]
#ghostlights#dc x dp#dp x dc#dcxdp#dpxdc#dc x dp fic#prompt fill#my writing#you ever think about how painful transformation must be? especially for eldritch danny turning into something human into something not?#yeah :) hurt and comfort!!#duke best boyfriend of the year tbh we all need a man like him in our lives#imagine the next time duke is in danger and danny comes to help and this human guy suddenly GROWS and his body unfolds and a mass of stars#and space comes out demanding in a voice that makes ears bleed that they leave signal alone or face the consequences#anyways after that gotham knows that the signal is loved by some monster/god so they try not to piss him off too much#this is all good and fine until goons and criminals make danny shrines and leave gifts and snacks on it so he'll show them mercy#and duke has to scold danny about not eating suspicious shrine snacks#thanks for the prompt!!
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thanks @irreverentgifs for supporting me!
if you'd like to chip in for a coffee, you can click here ☕️
#obito#kakashi#yamato#they are arguing about best beverage#gift art#ko-fi#thanks for the support#naruto#fanart#my art#doodle#sketch#they are boyfriends your honor#kakayamaobi#kkymob#tenzo
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want to find rocks that look like his eyes
#mlm#boy kisser in theory#gay#mlm yearning#boy kisser#i want a boyfriend#i want a boy#I want to send little gifts to him#and I want them too#so I can put them on my shelf#trinkets#crowcore#gay shit#anyways#always finish my posts like this#->#can you tell i’m touched starved?
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Is a cute bf like milo honestly to much to ask for😩
*his mods cute tho* !!👀
@ponyinsocks 😝
-me being sneaky and including Rei’s color pallet in Milo’s outfit - 🤓
/cannon bedroom of Reis in the ship au btw. This is some gay ass sleepover territory 🤷🏻♂️🏳️🌈🛌
#my art#mlp#artists on tumblr#illustration#gay#cute boi#milo#not my oc#gift art#mlp fim#mlp art#oc#mlp friendship is magic#mlp fandom#mlp oc#mlp:fim#mlp: friendship is magic#warm light#soft shadows#simple background#photoshop#transparent#suggestive#boyfriends
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