#big finaly

[minzart]

their friendship means so much to me

[peachmortem]

[id in alt]

the sillies and lovelies

[itsjustdotsandcrosses]

Archmage Vishalny, Arcane Diplomat and Master of Enchantment (DND NPC)

#5, Vampire and blood/gore stimboard

Themes of blood on the hands, gore/hearts, corsets and spooky fashion, spraying calligraphy, fangs (smiling). A vampire stim board, touching the feelings of satisfaction of blood finally being presented. Expressive conflicting emotions, dark and spooky fashion.

xxx.xxx.xxx

[matcha-bnuuy]

Been trying to figure out a cute outfit for Khaitu when they get get pictomancer, which is the PERFECT job for my sweet liz.. with my new fun soft painty brush I thought what better way than to combine the paint style with pictokhaitu! And here we are! They're going to eat SO much paint..

[red-velvet-0w0]

i hate that im like this for the stupidest fucking reason ever. i deserve to be happy why is my brain making me shut down like this today?

[galaxyspark-6e16]

i didn't say anything last it felt a little weak but damn season 5 really surpassed my expecation

and now im scared.

[kissentz]

I WOOOON HIM

I WON FUCKING ZHONGLI

I CAN'T FUUUUUUUUCKING BELIEVE IIIIIIIIIIT

[calnoc]

so youre telling me the minnesota wild logo was a big cat this whole time and not just a weird shape

[minzart]

Doodles. Yes. The movie inspired me now here we are :)

[sicklysweetnomine]

Wow... this is really happening... I'm actually making a Zine.... and... people actually want to help.... and... want a copy... wh-... what's happening..??

[shapelytimber]

And at last !! the baddies

Finaly they are all here !!!!!! The full recap/height chart will be ready soon :3c

ALSO ! I modified Padme's one a little (redid the portrait a bit and some other minor details), and added Sabé :)))) dw about it <3

[COMMISIONS]

[PART 1] - [PART 2] - [PART 3]

Yapping below vvv

Had a lot of fun with Palpatine's outfit !! She gets to dress dramaticaly like the rich influencial nabooian (?) woman she is (the gown is heavily inspired by a 1998 Dior dress) ! Of course after the creation of the empire she doesn't do that anymore :( evil old lady in a bathrobe didn't bother to brush her air for 20 years... Good for her ig

I must admit.... Dooku's design is the most indulgent one here, it's targeted to *me* specifically fjfkdk like this outfit (minus the cape...for now) would be something I would wear, the dracula vibes because it's christopher lee and I have no problem what so ever with the hammer draculas, the feminine tall older woman- so yeah maybe I pushed the sith vibes a bit, and gave her the shadow the hedgehog color palette... But this is one of my faves design here sue me

For Boba I redesigned the og trilogy look a little bit, by taking some elements from disney's design and adding a bit of my own flaire to it :) and giving her a *big gun*

And for the first time..... You can trully appreciate how tiny Boba is jdndk big gun for tiny butch

Vader is just Vader- what do you want from me this is one of the best designs ever created djdk I'm not changing anything here (but this *is* one of the best Vader I ever drew jfkdkd don't know what I did different but he looks great !)

And Sabé is here now !! nothing to do with the fact I stumbled upon the Sabédala ship and it has occupied my mind ever since jfkfj Anyway ! Had a lot of fun with the flame dress (I know it doesn't contrast well with Padmé's, but I really wanted to do this one :(( the over handmaiden's outfits weren't as iconic imo)

PS : link to a post explaining why Vader uses he/him and Anakin she/her

[red-velvet-0w0]

We're making menson immortal, xen will continue to reincarnate but they reincarnate through different times and universes

They'll never find each other again

OoOOOooOoOOooh!!

thats so fun!

[titsnotbrains]

i finaly got around to cuting and writing on my binder!! thank you to evryone who helped me with this im so hapy with how it turned out! this feels like a rly big step for me cuz now i dont have a binder anymore! i wont be able to try and hide my big girly udders anymore:)

[feiquacker]

I imagine Bea's father not uttering a word to her.

Yoo. TW homophobia

All the talking was done by Mother. And Bea finds comfort in that but also pain - having to look Father in the eyes and only seeing disappointment and disgust sent her way.

She remembers the last words he spoke to her as clear as day, despite the blinding pain and the way her blood tickled down her body as she curled on the floor infront of Father's feet.

"How dare you call yourself my daughter?" he spat at her. She, as a matter of fact, had never called herself his daughter "Disgusting. A Duke."

He let the bloodied book fall threateningly close next to her head. Bloodied - with her blood.

He left, locking the door behind him, as if she would be able to get up, but not without an "I have a Fag in my house. A Fagott."

It stung more than her busted lip or her bleeding ears. More than the ache in her shoulders and the regular spasms ripping though her spine.

Maybe if it weren't for the last words she heard him mutter, life in boarding school and later would have been a little bit more bearable.

But the entirety of the time she stood there, staring at her parents with Mary between them and Shannon desperately trying to make her look away, only memories of that night flooded her brain.

Disappointment - the words of her mother would snake their way up her throat as she remembers the cold look and leather belt.

Duke - would render through her mind - displaying in slowmo every hit the book landed. Memories tingling their way into the physical world, only deepening when Mother Superion echoed towards them.

She fears the same will happen - she, for some foolish reason - believes the same will happen.

And her mind blankes out. This is it. This is the end. She did it. She ruined jet another thin she found to care for. Ofcourse she did. She was capable of nothing else.

But only when Mother Superion shooes them off and pulls her in a hug, only when Mary stuffs her into one of her big oversized hoodies even too bug for Mary herself, only when Shannon wraps her in soft blankets and Lilith makes her perfect tee does she realise that - she is loved.

That. She is safe(from physical abuse by her parents at least. Can't say that Bea is safe knowing that she fights to survive every day) That - they would never hurt her.

And she still regrets kissing Emily that night. She still hates herself for being a - homosexual - but she also has people around her, who are willing to love her when she can't love herself.

And she let's herself be sandwiched by Shannon and Mary - Lilith claiming she doesn't like physical contact - as they watch some stupid movie that doesn't make them all tremble with PTSD.

Yes maybe life is fucked up. But she would rather be fucked up with similarity fucked up people, people she loves and cares for and would die for. Than being alone, somewhere in Switzerland, shivering her teeth out in the cold winterland.

A convo in the server about Bea's parents being mean and mother superion being possessive + Shannon, Mary, Lilith being protective

I can't plot or write for shit but eh, at least the idea is there ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Beatrice received a letter from her parents, informing her that they are on a diplomatic trip and will be paying a visit to the Cat's Cradle. The letter crumples when she clenches her hands, trembling at the thought of seeing them again after years.

She steadies herself, taking in slow, deep breaths. As long as she shows them that she's better now, they'll leave her alone. She doubts that they would cause a scene, considering that they are very concerned with appearances. But she's prepared for the possibility that it might happen, knowing their temper.

On the day of their arrival, Beatrice gives them a tour of the Cat's Cradle.

They expected Beatrice to be part of a convent, not some military. They scowled in disgust at the sight of the sisters training. When they returned to the main hall, which was thankfully empty - though unbeknownst to them, Shannon, Mary and Lilith were just out of sight, curious and concerned about leaving Beatrice alone with her parents.

"This place is not befitting of you. Risking your life fighting for what? We expected you to serve God as a nun, not a fighter. Pack your things, we're leaving." Beatrice's mother gestures at her to pack up, an eyebrow raising when Beatrice made no attempt to move.

"Mother, I will not leave this place. I am still serving God and fighting in his name is an honour." Beatrice could count the number of times she's talked back to her parents on one hand, because after the second time, she learned that she's not allowed to have her own opinions. But having to leave the OCS was something she couldn't bring herself to do. She's found a family here, people who accept her, who guide her with love. She doesn't want to give that up and return to hell with her parents.

A loud slap echoed in the hall, Beatrice's face turned to the side from the force. "How dare you talk back to me. I didn't raise you to talk back to your parents. You will gather your things and we're leaving this instant."

The moment she laid a hand on Beatrice, her sisters rushed out to stand between them. Lilith and Mary glared at them as Shannon checked on Beatrice, calming her when she realised that they had seen what happened. Shannon's heart breaks when she sees that Beatrice is holding back tears, eyes wide with fear.

"Sorry but Beatrice isn't going anywhere with you. You heard her loud and clear." Mary squared up to them but hoping that she doesn't have to punch them in front of Beatrice no matter how much she would love to.

"Beatrice is my daughter and she will listen to what I say. You can't keep her from me. I will bring this place down if I have to!" Beatrice's mother shouts at them fiercely.

Apparently the commotion had brought attention to Mother Superion, the sound of her cane echoing in the hall as she approached them made Beatrice shrink into herself, prepared to be punished for causing trouble. "What's all this about?"

"Mother Superion..! It's nothing of concern! I was just going to prepare to leave with my parents…" Beatrice immediately steps in to defuse the situation. She doesn't want her parents to cause more trouble for them. "I'm sorry, but I am needed with them."

"Like hell you are!" Mary turns to Beatrice with an incredulous expression.

"Language!" Mother Superion scolds Mary before taking in the situation in front of her. She sees how Beatrice's left cheek is red and swollen, how the girls are standing protectively between Beatrice and her parents.

"You must be the one with authority here. Please tell these girls to step aside and return my daughter." Beatrice's mother smiled politely.

"I'm sorry but I'm afraid I can't do that." Mother Superion's answer shocked everyone in the hall. "Sister Beatrice is needed here. She is a talented individual that we cannot afford to give up. And regarding your threat, I'm sure it won't look good for you if news got out that you would assault your daughter in a holy place. Beatrice isn't your daughter anymore, you've lost that right the moment you laid your hands on her. She's mine and she belongs with her sisters."

It would be funny to see Beatrice's mother turning red with anger at Mother Superion's words if it weren't for the fact that Beatrice was terrified of them and that they are on guard in case any of them lashes out. Luckily, they just shouted profanities and cursed them to hell before leaving the Cat's Cradle.

Mother Superion turned to Beatrice, reaching out to cup her uninjured cheek. "Are you alright?"

The soft and gentle way Mother Superion was being towards her, coupled with her words, sends Beatrice sobbing with relief as she moves to hug her. She simply rasps out thank you's between her sobs, grateful that no matter what happens, no matter how unsightly it is, she have a people to call family and a place to call home.

[peaachypie]

Video

Warning :

(camgirl, masturbation male and female, mention of porn video)

Miguel is a stressed man.

Always working, doesn't have time to rest properly neither to go outside and have his way with women.

But it happen, sometime when finaly sit on his chair to have a small break.

Ding !

Turning his blood red eyes to his phone he stare at the notification.

"@.peachie♡ is on live ! Don't miss it ;) "

When he click on it, you were there all smiling and welcoming everyone with those revealing clothes. Even a blind person could see your nipple through the fabric of the shirt. You were smiling, saying how much you missed your fan.

" you're so pretty !"

" spread your legs for daddy sweet girl..."

" can't wait to see those tits bouncing "

It was the comment you always had. You never answers to them. If they wanted to, they need to pay and Miguel knew it.

Some people might say it's easy money, or dirty money but for you it was just money. Doesn't give a shit from who it's from and how you make it.

You were talking about thing most people don't listen but he did.

Miguel always listen, he never comment.

He just listen.

@.Miguel_Ohara send 2k to @.Peachie♡

" thanks you Miguel ! Aw so...so sweet !"

You clap your hands, bending over to " see " the notification. Your breast exposed from the position. Miguel doesn't use his money for himself ... why not for you ?

The night keep going with that.

Miguel send money and you show some part of yourself until it was interesting for him and the others viewer.

" h...haa...t...thanks Miguel...!"

You breath heavily, as your finger move inside your hole with wet sound coming out.

Miguel watch, sighing against his teeth before looking down at his crotch. His aching cock pulsing against his holographic suit.

The sound of your moan and whine echo in the empty office as he let his cock break free in a small whimper.

He comment in private. He doesn't want people to see his public comment. It wasn't the first time you talked with on in private chat and it was where he mostly ask his request. He doesn't let his need come often, but when he does. He does it good.

Your eyes were filled with tears as you read the paragraph he send you, the way he describe you and the dirty talk but in a polite way. It was a lot. It was too much. It was often odd for the viewer to see how you played with yourself when someone gave you money, almost like if it was boring for you but when it come to him, everything was so much better, so much powerfull.

They couldn't see what Miguel told you, but by the expression on your face, it was good.

Miguel moves his hand on his cock, his thumb stroking his tip as precum would slowly run down his lenght. His eyes were almost close, as he let escape some whimper from his lips. Bitting his bottom lips to hold himself.

Watching you pleasure yourself was so pretty to watch. Hearing you cry his name and the fast " thanksyouthanksyou " you said everytime you reach an orgasm was music to his ears.

His start moving faster on his throbbing cock. His was so desesperate, he wanted to come with you, to come in you.

To watch you cum in person as you would thanks him for giving you his hard cock.

He scratch his desk with his talons, his cum coming out on his hand and lower stomach.

When he turn back his eyes to the screen, you were breathless, making a heart with your hand.

" thanks you all for watching ! See you next time ♡"

The live end on this.

Miguel take some time to think, to have some rest from his lewd activity before his phone ring again.

Peachie♡ send you a message :

" You're one, even THE only one always here and you send me a lot. You're a good fan♡

I was thinking that ... If one day you want to make a video with me, it would be my pleasure ♡"

His eyes widden at this message.

A video with you ? Did he wish too hard ?

His face goes hard again when his holographic assistant appear.

" aw come on big guy, you could have dress yourself !"

" Lyla, shut up please. I'm tired."

" too tired to do a video ?"

She says with a teasing grin as he groan in a slightly annoyed expression.

" I don't have time for video or whatever it is."

He clean himself and dress up, standing ready to leave for his apartment in Nueva York.

" you have nothing on wednesday ..."

He turn his eyes to the " innocent " face of his assistant. He leave in silence.

@Miguel.Ohara : are you busy on wednesday ?

@.Peachie♡ : i can be busy with you :)

@.Miguel.Ohara : you're gonna be.