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@fan-maddson
It had been a week since the moment they’d been together for the first time, much had changed because of it. Though he was still there to protect Fan, their relationship had gone far past a professional one. It had made everything much more perfect for Jason, as he no longer needed to hide the way that he felt about Fannie. And best of all Jason felt happy, he knew Locke would likely complain, but he couldn’t care less. Regardless of how this job concluding eventually, Jason was confident their relationship would endure. Now in the early hours of Sunday morning, Jason was laying asleep in Fannie’s bed with her asleep on him. His muscular arms wrapped around her, allowing him to share his warmth with her.
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@missmargomuse616
Since their last interaction at his apartment, Eliasz had gone into an extensive planning stage of how best to ask her out. Over the next few days Eliasz pondered various options of how best to do it. However it took him longer than he wanted, but Eliasz eventually decided to ask her out on Valentine’s Day. It may have been cheesy, but at least he was doing what he promised. He would invite her over and cook for her. Then maybe Margo could show him some talents of her own.
He’d even chosen to dress smartly, so Eliasz was now in the middle of the final preparations of dinner when he’d heard her coming to the door.
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could you draw a little doodle of v2 just Standing there in the bottom left corner of an otherwise blank canvas please
Sure thing
#I cant simplify help#hope this is alright#lmk if you want me to add an arm-#v2 ultrakill#ultrakill#blue asks#asks#my doodles
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@dreamsofalife continued from [x]

"Well, I'm glad you weren't hurt..." Lovely way to start off, just going swimmingly. "And I get where you're coming from! Totally, I just..." A sigh. Pinching the bridge of her nose. "I'm trying to help smooth things over, because I have a feeling you're going to be hanging around awhile, and I don't want us all being at each other's throats all the time. You might not care if people don't like you and get hostile, but I do happen to care if everyone around is stressed and upset."
Lewin watches her for a moment in silence, considering her words. "Okay," he finally says.
"You should go talk to them about it then."
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Ok so I don't really have a picture of my sona/stick sona besides my pfp. Can a written description work with that?
My sticksona is a darkish pink with swirls of gold(colors in my pfp). That's primarily it for appearance, don't know if you need more tbh
But if you need me to try again with something else I can
Quietly I float, curls around my coat. Such strings of gold I stick to myself, but yet I ponder how much more I can contain? Is this greed or is this beauty? Unknown to me, but yet only a sight to behold to others.
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WHO: Derek & @xmikamorris WHERE: Cage & Cordelia’s Wedding WHEN: 19th October 2024
“It’s Tamika, right?” Derek approached the other with a smile, offering out a hand. “Care to take a turn on the dance floor?”
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@sandzephyr
She was supposed to just surveille her, not engage, doctors orders, Tayuya still wasn't back to full strength. She may be able to walk again, but she had yet to complete her rehabilitation. Sometimes she still found it difficult to stand or remain balanced.
But no, she couldn't wait anymore, she'd done her waiting, 3 years in an Anbu prison, and even more after barely escaping what happened in Konoha. All of this leading to the chance to get her revenge. She waited on the way to Konoha, the sand skank had been seen using this route to travel between Konoha and Suna as some kind of envoy.
Tayuya had been practicing, built a new flute, learned new jutsu that used more than just the sound from her flute as a weapon.
For instance, with a whistle from her lips she could either cause an intense ringing in the ear drums, or disorient the body's senses. Make her victim go numb or suffer a short term paralysis.
That was her aim as she came up behind Temari on the path and whistled an eery tune in her ear.
"Remember me... Sand Skank?" No doubt Temari would find moving and seeing difficult while the effects of Tayuya's sound jutsu rang in her ears.
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baby's first political art
"All Eyes on Rafah"
[Hard Tip Brush Pen on Line Paper]
#hope this is alright#its for a good cause#art#illustration#political art#spilled ink#all eyes on rafah#all eyes on gaza#all eyes on palestine#free rafah#rafah#gaza#palestine#free palestine#politics#us politics#world politics#yemen#south africa#ireland#usa#ink on paper#pen#pen on paper#sketch#drawing#hard tip brush pen#brush pen on paper#line paper#queer art
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❝ it'd be a lot easier if i actually cared as little as i pretend to. ❞ (hope this is still okay to send in to break the ice for interactions!)
Kisumi thought over the words for a moment as he really began to chew into them. It was a sentiment that he could really relate to in a deep way. His entire life was wearing a happy mask and acting as if things didn’t bother him when truly the depth of his care or concern ran deep. “I hear you..” Kisumi sighed as he turned his face away from revealing how the words struck him.
“I’m just.. I don’t think I’m ready to go through with it.” He admitted. Kisumi knew he needed to get surgery on his knee sooner or later but knew his entire life would be altered. Accusing the other of not caring might have been rash and frankly cruel on his part.
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@forgottenbodyandmemories
There were thus far exactly two things Shrapnel liked about Rumble, his general chaotic energy and the fact that the cassette was shorter than him. That was generally also the extent of what the Insecticon knew about him, given that they had rarely interacted.
Currently they were both stuck sitting around, waiting for the signal to do their part in executing another one of Megatron's plans. He couldn't deny that thunderstorms and earthquakes sounded like a fun combination, however the exact purpose of this little cooperation was a mystery to him. Maybe Shrapnel would have managed to understand the plan if he had paid a little more attention... In the end it didn't matter as long as he was getting his promised reward.
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For @fan-maddson
As long as the job fell in line with Jason’s code, he was more then happy to go wherever he needed. His latest contract had the mercenary working protection for a woman who seemed to have been put in the crosshairs of certain bad people. As long as he was protecting her, no such danger would come to Fan. It was early morning and Jason was awake and at work. Having surveyed the perimeter and checked certain countermeasures, Jason was now in her kitchen making coffee.
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@risingshine
"You know, Zen... Sometimes I wonder if my family would recognize me if they saw me now... Or if I would have changed too much from who I used to be."
She looked at him. "All if not most of our culture was big on helping others, on being pacifists, and gods know I've tried my best to help whoever I've found along the way, but..."-her ears folded slightly. "I've also had to kill to survive. Does that make me a bad person?"
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*closed starter - luana + dante. (@blackbcxwarning) *location - sanchez charity event.
Luana stood at the entrance of the spacious ballroom with Dante, her hand resting gently on his arm. As they walked into the elegant charity event, she felt a sense of contentment being by his side. The event was a grand affair, attended by the upper strata of the city, as well as all the major crime families. It was for a noble purpose, to raise funds for the families of the injured and businesses affected by the recent explosion at the Grand Royale casino. “Do you think everyone will actually be able to play nice for the night?” Sure they were all there for a good cause, but they didn’t automatically equate to good intentions. “I can’t help but wonder.”
#*luana henriques / threads.#*luana & dante#blackbcxwarning#event: sanchez charity event 2025#*closed starter#*event 002.#hope this is alright
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@puelluna
The nightmare found herself at a mysterious plane of existence. A bar of some sorts not tied to one specific dimension. Noctis Morte couldn’t explain it, but she felt drawn to the place. Something about it piqued her interest. about this place. It felt safe, comforting even.
Shadows usually cloaked Morte’s body, but they dissipated upon entering. She felt strangely docile in a place like this. She walked over to the counter, taking a seat, flashing a small glance to the red head in front of her as Morte removed her hood, revealing her short brown hair, pale face and crack like scarring. “What is this place?” She would ask; her voice soft-spoken and calm.
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𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒: Lake & waterfal. I'm thinking my Snow with one of your vampire or succubus muses {surprise me}
It was a little spur of the moment, a midnight skinny dip between the two of them. Elsie didn't mind that at all as the lake they swam in had a beautiful waterfall as well. The succubus led Snow underneath it, where nobody could see even if they tried. She leaned in for a kiss letting her fingers slip down her body and tease her clit. "We should have done this sooner." She whispered pulling away from the kiss.
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Happy Halloween
Here's my personal in a cat costume. ^w^
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