#con prince.

[gravitycoill]

lil comic i’ve had in my head for a bit

[deadpoolsmom]

as far as one piece antagonists go Crocodile truly gets absolutely scooby-doo’d at unmatched levels

He immediately falls for a phone scam and from basically little garden to rainbase he doesn’t even know the strawhats are alive (and clowning towards him at incredible speed). As soon as he does, they’re in his house tearing at his walls and bringing marines into his villain lair.

He uses a literal floor trap door over a gator pit to catch them, gets phone scammed again, full scooby-doo chase scenes after Chopper through the streets while still missing him, and suddenly his prisoners have escaped his impossible cage, and his giant bananagators are dead. and Nico Robin saw it all happen.

He then spends rest of the arc complaining about those meddling kids and their dog “strawhat pirates and their weird pet” and at no point does he even know how many strawhats there are.

Like yeah he keeps having plans on top of plans to stop everything Vivi can do but also she keeps coming up with a new thing to do (Tom and Jerry ass dynamic).

Part of it is that he’s underestimating them and keeps grandstanding villain monologuing but also teens keep killing hundreds of his grand line bounty hunters and he straight up does not know what is happening.

Cause he IS trying to kill them he’s sending top assassins after them and ripping out luffy’s organs, the whole time he’s yelling HOW ARE YOU ALIVE?? DIE. as whack-a-mole Luffy keeps inventing new ways to hit him.

[black-beauty-poetry]

El amor realmente enceguece a las personas.

-Dark prince

[charmyes]

"graaaacias" canturrea. "a mí también me parece lindísimo y original, honestamente" admite y aunque hay un tono bromista en su voz, está siendo totalmente sincera. de las tantas cosas que adora de sí misma, su nombre. "es un gran placer prince" expresa jocosa, dejando en evidencia que está disfrutando de la velada y de conocer a cuantas personas pueda. "gin and tonic ¿a ti que se te antoja?" pregunta. "cuéntame prince, ¿también eres de corvine o solo decidiste el elemento verde porque hace resaltar tus ojos?" curiosea no queriendo asumir lo que debería de ser obvio pero le gustaba ser prudente ante todo.

pestañea un par de veces cuando blonda de menor estatura se presenta, sintiendo energía un tanto familiar. pero prince no es tímido ni incómodo, así que aunque tarda unos segundos, estrecha mano femenina con seguridad. "es un lindo nombre," comenta con amabilidad, esbozando tenue sonrisa antes de presentarse: "soy prince— y te acepto el brindis porque eres la primera que lo ofrece," bromea en el medio, girando el rostro para buscar a alguien que pueda proporcionarle la bebida. "¿qué estás tomando?"

[a-b-riddle]

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[xieliancore]

jude x cardan doodle!!

[transalphabf]

1000th Post - My Prince

Your kingdom had been at battle for ten years now, starting when you were but a child, you didn't know why or how it started, but the war with the neighbouring kingdom had been long and bloody. The enemy had cut swathes of land apart until they were finally at your door.

A general entered the throne room, where you stood as the last member of the royal family left in the kingdom. Your mother had fled to her home nation, your father cut down in battle, sisters had gone with marriages elsewhere or with your mother.

You, the crown prince, remained. You held your head high as you were surrounded by the filthy animals that had taken your land.

These wolf warriors, as they were known in their own kingdom, with their foul Lupine Lord were not justified in what they did, in battling your people over false claims.

You snarled and snapped when they came too close, but otherwise didn't move. You were their captive already, they had no right to touch you.

Then, their King entered. They all fell onto one knee as he swept into the room.

His dark eyes drank you in, and he approached you without fear, markings along his face indicative of his fur markings when he transformed. It was an unsightly thought, that a man could shift his skin into that of an animal's.

He showed no fear as he drew close to you, taking hold of your face in one of his large, calloused hands. You thrashed and tried to hit him, but he took hold of your hand when you tried to strike him.

"You will be my bride, and we will end this war now. No more blood need be shed because your people are pelt hunters." He commanded. You felt your blood drain from your face. Forced marriage? Yes, it would save your people, but you didn't want to be his bed warmer...

He growled lowly, and you felt yourself whine in response, his hand tightening around your throat.

"We will be married now, in the way of my people, meaning you'll be bound to me. We will have a public ceremony later." He instructed, and the warriors and generals around you whistled and hooted in their lewd, filthy joy as their king pushed you towards the throne, your father's throne, the throne that would have been yours.

They'd all watch as he took your virginity right there. You kicked as he tugged at your trousers, exposing your cunt to the cool air of the room.

The watchers howled with excitement. The king grinned wolfishly, not having known you were able to bear his children. He wouldn't even need to make the effort to prep you. You thrashed in his grip as he gripped your hair and bent you over the arm of the throne, your hands gripping at the other arm to prevent your face being smashed against the wood as he began to rub at your cocklet, the sensation of pleasure making you gasp and arch up instinctively, not expecting such a feeling to be caused by someone else. It felt different to when you rubbed yourself in the darkest hours of the night.

He then brushed something large and hot against your thigh, smearing wetness against you as you began to fight again.

Then, his thick, hot cockhead pressed into your untouched cunt, sheathing every last inch into you without waiting for your body to adjust to the invasion. You cried out as the tip kissed something deep inside of you, and as the king began to move inside of you, leaning down to huff against your throat.

"You're so fucking tight, my prince. You're going to bear me a whole litter of pups, and you're going to love it. I can tell already, your cunt is so desperate that you're dripping with need already." He taunted, before humping into you roughly, the soldiers jeering, some of them rubbing their cocks as they watched you.

The sounds being forced out of your slutty body embarrassed you, because you sounded so desperate for the way the king was using you. He was pressing against everything inside of you, and your traitorous body was loving it. You could feel something building inside of you as he continued drilling you.

Something began to swell at the base of his cock when it pressed into your cunt. Your eyes went wide as you realised the rumours that their cocks were wolfish... were entirely true. And you were going to hang off of his knot like a common bitch.

You began to fight again, trying to break free, which just made him moan and growl against you, and his cock throb and feel bigger as he pounded you harder.

"That's it, fight back, makes you go so tight on my cock." He taunted, before something inside of you gave way, and your whole body tightened up as you came on his thick, invading cock, which in turn caused his knot to be pressed deep inside of you and swell up, locking his cock inside of you, the tip pressed against something deep within - your cervix - as he began to pump you full of his thick, hot cum, spurt after spurt of his potent seed ensuring that you'd bear his heirs.

The kingdom was taken.

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[haevnt]

lo piensa mucho antes de acceder. es una bebida nada más, un vaso que literalmente no va a hacerle nada, es lo que se repite en su cabeza al momento de tomar este entre sus dedos y llevarlo a sus labios. el líquido pasa por su garganta de forma rápida y le gustaría decir que lo disfruta, pero no. ' está increíble. ' decide mentir para no lastimar los sentimientos del muchacho. ' me gustó mucho el sabor. te vas a hacer millonario si te pones a venderlos esta noche. ' espera que no le pida más detalles porque no los tiene.

sorprendentemente ante las circunstancias, prince está de buenos ánimos y risueño. se ha brincado del otro lado de la barra para hacerle competencia al bartender en turno, que le ha asegurado que no puede mejorar sus tragos. "¿me quieres ayudar con esto?" le dice a la persona que tiene lugar frente a él en la barra. "dime qué te parece este mojito," desliza el vaso que, para ser honestos, tiene buena pinta. "es gratis," agrega, por si esto sirve para mejorar su labor de convencimiento.

[zuppizup]

[fairmerthefarmer]

More Pevensie designs but this time from Prince Caspian.

The other one is here.

[hazieash]

The Dragang is going to SDCC!

[gravitycoill]

wonder what’s gonna happen when they meet again

[noqueronaaa]

Do you know

what loyalty

is really

about ?

Strongly inspired in @astral-mariner fic Homeworld Lost. ( If you see this, I really love your work 😭)

I really like Raditz and all the possibilities of his and Vegetas life in the PTO so yeah I hope to have more time to draw them in the future!

[black-beauty-poetry]

Espero que sea un buen año…

-Dark prince

[hotdaemondtargaryen]

tom glynn-carney talking about matt smith and their favorite beers.

"Oh, the man is a dream. He's full of great advice and we have many a good night at the pub."

[h4yoon]

el sutil toque al cristal fue suficiente para verificar lo que contrario decía, viendo las botellas en un flash de memoria del barista, pero quitando su brazo sin prisa. " para nada. como con todo en mi vida, soy fiel a mi elección. " exagera, claro está, ceremoniosos vocablos pero sonrisa ladina que busca quitarle importancia a error propio. luego de muchos años, realmente evita beber las ocurrencias humanas, o saber de éstas. " ¿alemán, muy costosa? " curiosea.

@mxxines, @h4yoon, @percvl33, @dxphnehensley envió 🍻 para un starter ubicado en el bar Main Vein.

"uh... creo que esta es mi bebida," comenta cuando cree que ambxs amagan a agarrar la misma copa. claro, que podría estar equivocado... "—— a menos que también hayas ordenado un jägermeister mule," lo cual sería curioso, pero no termina de descartarlo.