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catnerd-13 · 5 months
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just had a wild ass dream about spiderpeople and now i have a new spidersona. I fw her tbh she’s a little girlfailure just like me fr
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scrombit · 5 months
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OWAHHH i cant capture her essence but IDC i like how it turned out <3
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fish0009 · 7 months
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Let's go lesbian's
Or not
They're bi
Still girlkissers tho 💥
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anonymocha · 3 months
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I think she purrs. my car. :)
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lovesickeros · 1 year
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☆ the dove
{☆} characters tsaritsa {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings violence, blood {☆} word count 0.7k
Her hands are weapons, forged in a tragedy as much as a war of ash and blood that seeps into the earth and rots it from within. To them, however, she is salvation. Her hands are a kindness, not a threat. She sees it in their puffy, red eyes just brimming with tears, their fragile body so delicate and weak is still remains marred by wounds new and old – the gold still stains their skin, even long after it had been washed away.
She has seen it all – and she takes the injured dove beneath her wing with the sickly sweet promise that someday she shall mend its broken wings and teach it to fly again.
And in their stupor, they do not see her clip their wings.
It is for the best.
The wolves still salivate below the nest, waiting for her little dove to fall again – no, she shall not send her little bird to fly when it will just fall into their waiting maws once again.
This..this one is hers, she has decided.
Her little bird who dreams of the sky and the woman who clips their wings..what a tragic pair they must make, she thinks.
Not for her, of course. Yet not to them, either, unaware of the way she grounds them and keeps the key to their cage tightly in her fist.
"Tsaritsa?" The soft, meek lilt of the little bird draws her from her reverie, and she smiles – all teeth and little else, wolfish and predatory.
Yet the bird sees nothing but love in the sharp points of her canines.
As it was meant to be.
"Yes, little bird?"
She coos in honeyed tones, brushing her cold, cold hands against their skin, reveling in the way they shiver and shake beneath the ever present chill in her very bones. They do not fear the claws that ghost across their skin, and the smile they offer that illuminates their eyes like stars only proves her right – she wants to devour them whole. To see the stars in their eyes burn out beneath her teeth, their golden blood burn upon her tongue and down her throat.
"You promised to take me to the gardens today, remember?"
Her pearly, sharpened fangs peer out beneath her lips as she grins wider, unnerving to all but the little bird who sees not the wolf but the wool it wears, her hands finding their place upon their shoulders as she whispers into their ear.
She will guide her little bird where they cannot go, where their clipped wings cannot take them.
She will give them that bittersweet taste of freedom and then watch them try to catch the stars..
Just to drag them back down to earth where they belong.
"Of course, Creator – I am a woman of my word, am I not?"
Such sickly sweet lies come to her with ease – she lies and she lies and they do not see past the woolen cloak of the wolf until its jaw has snapped around its throat and its blood has painted the world a shimmering gold.
She will delight in that, too.
"If I may be so bold, Creator, you have been distant lately..have you grown tired of me already?"
Her words were as sharp as a blade, yet as dull as a rock, as sweet as they were dangerous. Like watching a mouse trap luring in its prey, she would snap it shut as soon as the little bird strayed too close.
"No! No, that's not..you've just been busy lately, I didn't want to intrude."
They remind her so much of a rabbit in those moments, and she so badly wants to know what would happen if she just took a small, insignificant bite..yet she restrains herself with a far too wide smile, her jaw clenched so hard she almost thinks they will hear it creak.
"Intrude? You could ever hardly intrude, Creator – what is mine is yours. Though, perhaps I shall have to lock you in my room to ensure you compensate me for depriving me of your presence."
In just a few short words, she snares the rabbit – her little bird, her Creator. They will see nothing but the sickly sweet lure of her smile, letting out a pretty laugh of their own as they press closer, like a bird wandering into the open maw of the beast lying in wait.
"As long as it has a nice view, I suppose I won't mind."
They jest, but she does not. And oh, how easy it is to ensnare an unsuspecting prey.
"Of course, Creator – just for you."
It won't be long until her little bird returns to its gilded cage, now. Permanently.
It is better that way.
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musicalmoritz · 2 months
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There is not a single straight bone in Mitsuba’s body like I genuinely believe that man could never like a woman. Sousuke I know what you are
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woofularunit · 3 months
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<== dedicated kissbeast
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You see, all this discourse about N and Uzi becoming 'a canon couple' is nonsense
Sure, maybe one does not ship the two, understandable
But some of the greatness of Nuzi is that I CAN STILL HAVE MY LESBIANS WOOO
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astro-hunny · 7 months
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I love women.
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stinger-flynn-yaoi · 1 year
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is this anything
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nonsensepond · 4 months
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Okay, hear me out
Lilya, Dikke: (over)protective gfs
Medpoc: jealous partner
Tooth Fairy: mostly neutral, slightly jealous gf
YOU GET WHAT IM SAYING DO YOU SEE THE VISION?
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twelverriver · 2 years
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rules: write the latest line from your wip (or post where you last left off in your art) & tag as many people as there are words in the  line. make a new post, don’t reblog | tagged by @chasingfictions ty bestie <3 “You soo are. You literally kissed my hand. Do I even need to say more?”, Buffy kept on laughing until Cordelia kissed her and (quite literally) took her breath away. They ended up with Buffy’s back against one of the bookshelves, Cordelia’s hand on her back, the other in her hair, and her blood in her cheeks.  “I think Giles is still hiding in his office while we got a little carried away”, Buffy chuckles and buries her face in Cordy’s neck. tagging: @castlesrichards @babygirlgiles @beatriceeverytuesday <3
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dishwasherh · 1 month
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Yo girliepops, posting is a bit inconsistent rn bc i dont have any internet :(
But heres this thingy i drew on a train
Also this was supposed to be link at first (hence the pointy ear) byt then i got maybe a little bit carried away
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anonymocha · 6 months
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Based on the movie poster of Solntse Svetit Vsem
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snorkel-sandwich · 7 months
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just found out about an upcoming yuri dating sim where you get to date dragon girls that hasn't had development updates in a while I am PRAYING this thing gets made
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please for the love of neo from the matrix let this game be released
I will be the happiest girl you've ever seen when this releases you don't get it
anyways a real snorkel post that isn't a reblog? damn!
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runesmithquin · 12 days
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question I have been meaning to ask bc I've been wondering abt it for a while! reblag if u vote I want a big sample size et cetera thankxs 💜💜
if u aren't a tma sapphic I know u can't vote but u can reblog. for me. 🥹🥹
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