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cosmicbuddhi · 4 months ago
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arvandus · 3 months ago
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“You wanted my attention and now you shall have it.  All of it.” (Barb x GN!MC)
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A scene from my smutty birthday fic for Barb. There are two versions, one for male readers and one for female readers!
Disobedience - Barbatos x afab!reader Disobedience - Barbatos x amab!reader
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wyrdle · 2 years ago
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Found Family
Try as it might, the Paradise Protection Protocol could not compute what it had done incorrectly, endlessly recalculating in its creator’s stead.
A hastily drawn comic for my Trainer Clavell AU, where Clavell takes up MC’s spot, finding Koraidon and Miraidon, and adventure’s around Paldea as Clive (for Nemona + Penny’s route) and Clavell (titan hunting with Arven). To sort of make the Arven route possible, I pretend Clavell was there for him and the two are quite close, though Arven probs still struggles to call him dad.
Anyway! This comic is just exploring how the expedition in Area Zero could go. The kids sneak up on Clavell, who absolutely doesn’t want them entering the lab. Probably leaving Koraidon and Miraidon behind to guard them as he investigates. Anyway, regardless of those details, Clavell gets into quite a bit of trouble. I mostly just wanted to explore Clavell + Arven’s relations with Sada + Turo and each other haha. Sort of lost the plot ish half way and decided to make it scrappy looking, oops.
Enjoy regardless! Clavell probably lives. Probably.
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emaadsidiki · 2 months ago
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Chamonix upon Arve ʕ•͜ ͢ ͞ •ʔ ˚ ༘✶ ⋆。˚ ⁀➷
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himetarts · 10 months ago
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sunny boy, chasing after the sunset🌻
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a2zillustration · 8 months ago
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tfw u come across someone else who can't remember certain things and it hits a little too close to home for a second
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[[ All Croissant Adventures (chronological, desktop) ]]
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asks-n-trolls · 1 month ago
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grandboute · 11 months ago
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Aiguilles d'Arve
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oyoshi-art · 11 months ago
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Slightly older art of Sterling from the Stardew mod Always Raining in the Valley!! He's such a handsome little goober. It's such a well made mod 10/10
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ask-steven-stevenson · 20 days ago
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WHOS HURTING MY KID? I WILL KICK YOUR ASS
*whoagh, he’s cursing… he’s mad*
@ask-harry-fitzgerald
[[HOLY SHIT HARRY IS CUSSING. Also. Take Jake as a response.]]
“Tall cryptic man kicked his shit in. Steven was upset because the cryptic offered William alcohol and it just went to SHIT”
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cosmicbuddhi · 5 months ago
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arvandus · 6 months ago
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Daily Drabble - Morning Tea
Barbatos x GN!Reader
Warning: NSFW implied but not explicit; established relationship
Barbatos doesn’t see himself as a demon who allows himself to be controlled by his passions. He’s old enough now to keep such things in check, locked away safe and sound where they can do no harm to those he cares for or to the precious timeline that promises stability and happiness.
But something shifts in him when he sees you in the morning light of the large moon, your hair tousled from sleep and his dark teal RAD shirt covering your body, secured by a few scant buttons. Nothing else graces your body. The soft curve of your butt peeks out from below the hemline, followed by the slopes of your legs, all the way down to the bare toes that curl and flex against the hard stone floor.
Possession awakes in his quiet veins, like the coming of spring. It still stuns him at its fierceness, its presence still novel after so many millennia of solitude.
Mine.
The single thought resonates like a tuning fork in his mind, absolute and synchronizing with every fiber of his being.
And you were his. In fact, he’s already had you many times over, yet each time is just as fulfilling as the last. Fulfilling in its passion, it’s satisfaction. And yet each time that need for you rekindles anew with the smallest laugh, the softest gasp, the gentlest kiss. In a way, he realized, he was never and could never be entirely satiated on you. He would never grow bored of you, or reduce your times together into one of monotony.
You’re standing at his small breakfast table that he has in his room, where the tea set sits. The water is always kept hot but never evaporates, and the satchel of tea leaves always stays fresh. You’re preparing a cup… no, make that two cups of tea.
Barbatos watches you from the warm comfort of his bed, a quiet smile upon his lips as his green eyes watch the way you add the sugar just the way he likes, stirs it back and forth without a clink just as he’d taught you. A dash of milk, and more gentle stirs.
He loves moments like these... little glimpses where your love shines through in the simple things, the minutiae, the details. All the small ways you think of him, love him. Because he does the same, your presence always a part of him, the thought of you and your happiness always in the back of his mind. It is why he loves to spoil you, to dote upon you at every opportunity.
Barbatos wasn't used to being taken care of. It had taken your persistence and him relinquishing some control over the more private parts of his life to allow himself to receive your love in the way you loved best. Now, as he watches you butter the scone, he is glad for it. Glad that he'd learned to make space for you, to step aside and let you into himself. After all, it was that allowance of vulnerability, that blossom of unbridled love, that makes your nights together so powerful, your kisses bringing him to life and his touch setting your your heart racing.
Not that such things need to be reserved for the nighttime only...
Barbatos carefully rises from his bed, as silently as possible so you don't notice.
He loves you. Completely, utterly, endlessly. And in a few seconds, he's going remind you of it, write it across every inch your skin with his mouth until he has you crying beneath him, so he can kiss the tears from your cheeks, taste their saltiness on his tongue.
After all, the tea never gets cold.
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triangularitydubs · 3 months ago
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@arvthevirus0
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smuglemon · 4 months ago
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homunculus time
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himetarts · 4 months ago
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this commissioner specifically requested sterling's raglan sleeve fits (usually I'll get requests for his flannels or stardew valley fair fits) and .
i'm ngl.
this person was cooking, I had honestly never seen the vision until now (< guy who gave him that raglan sleeve shirt fit in the first place)
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arvthevirus0 · 1 month ago
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" v.........are you there?.....
...its me.......penny .."
Huh who’s there?
Wait..penny?..
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