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[corpsings]

one more time to kill the pain

[roispider]

Porque te vas... but is Teleneo

This took so looong but it's finally here, hope you like it!

[emirrart]

29,04,2025

[thisdastampdoesnotexist]

[startrailseeker]

It must be so weird to be silver. Maybe I don't know my sonic lore well enough, but he can travel to any point in the future, right? Not just where we as the audience see.

I see all these ‘sonic characters in the future things’ which I LOVE but it must be so silly thinking abt it from Silver's perspective.

Take Sonadow, or Metamy, or whatever ship you fancy, particularly enemies to lovers, and look at it from Silver's perspective. You see them battling tooth and nail, KNOWING they're going to get together eventually, yet you can't say a thing about it, because it'll probably fuck up the future somehow.

And imagine the angst. I see all this art of Tails with robotic limbs, but obviously that's predated by something terrible. Just imagine being Silver there, KNOWING your friend will lose a limb and just not telling them.

And do you think they'd get mad? “You knew I'd get hurt like this and you didn't warn me? What kind of friend are you?” Not understanding that had he told them, a wild butterfly effect would've happened that would lead to the end of the world. Silver lives with the burden of knowledge, mouth forced shut by the responsibility of protecting the future.

Anyways I totally thought too deep into that. I just love Silver sm :3

[greatwyrmgold]

Presumably because they ate yew leaves.

Rosemary? You mean spicy pine needles?

[star-s-631]

just want to pop in and say that your art style is so lovely (esp. the way you draw marc 😭)! i love the way you let the riders emotions shine through 🩷 is it possible to request marc and vale as rookie rivals? thank you and keep up the fantastic work!!

Hi anon! And thank you for all sweet words I’m really glad that you liked my drawings ⚡️🫶✨So here we go! Rosquez as rookie rivals!

Dovi and Marc are good friends. Marc doesn’t feel very comfortable with vale so he avoids him because he’s flirty and cheeky.Marc hadn’t used that kind of boy. Marc is quiet, polite. Vale likes him. That’s all. Previous one

(im sorry for answering this late it’s been almost one month hope you like this!)

[wildflower-ramblings]

MDNI - 18+

Warnings in the tags - warnings contain spoilers.

Read at your own risk.

Simon Riley x reader

I have no explanation for this.

He knows your favourite songs, your favourite movies. How you take your tea. How you sing in the shower and apologise to inanimate objects when you bump into them. The way your eyes light up when you laugh; the way you wrinkle your nose when you’re annoyed or frustrated. Knows every twitch of your mouth and flicker of your eyes, and what emotion they mean. He knows the best way to make you giggle in amusement, or to make you flush in embarrassment. Knows what little things annoy you, or upset you; and more importantly, what makes you happy.

Simon knows everything about you.

He knows the street you grew up on, and the crack on the side walk that made you fall off your bike and scrape your knee. He knows the exact shape the scar is in now, decades later. He knows the name of your first pet, a goldfish you swore once changed colour ever so slightly and definitely had more than a three second memory. He knows the name of your best friend in kindergarten, and how you wanted to become astronauts together and be the first to land on Saturn. He knows the names of all of your cousins, even the ones you only saw at weddings and funerals. Remembers all of their birthdays, too, and remembers when and where you last saw them.

He knows each and every one of your exes, from the first boy in high school who kissed you then broke your heart, to the thankfully short relationship you’d had in university, who refused to let you meet their friends or go over to their place. About the last relationship you had, the one you thought you were going to marry, and how much it broke you when they told you they couldn’t do it any more. He knows how long it took you to pick yourself up after that, and how much strength it took to shut them down when they tried to tearfully apologise months later.

He knows every single on of your friends, very way they’ve hurt you, which friends seem to flake at the first sign of trouble, which ones will cancel plans at the last minute and leave you on your own. Which ones will stick with you through anything, who will point out the red flags you can’t see, but still be there for you even when they don’t agree with your choices.

He knows everything about your job; your favourite and least favourite coworkers, which ones will chat about your weekend with you and which ones have talked about you behind your back. How much you dread each Monday, and how much you wish you could tell your manager where to shove it. He knows how tired you look every Friday night, collapsing onto the couch with a glass of wine as soon as you can, some mindless show on TV that you swear you’re not really into, but can name every character from.

He knows your entire bed time routine, from the hot drink you make yourself to wind down to the way you dance around whilst brushing yourself. How terrible you are at remembering to take your tablets and the systems you’ve tried (and failed) to keep track of them. All your little tricks to get yourself to sleep when your mind refuses to shut down.

He knows how you are first thing in the morning, all droopy eyes and soft sighs, the sheets tangled around your body. He knows how soft you look in the golden morning light, the way you curl into your pillow when your alarm goes off, and how softly your eyelids flutter open. How you always swear you’ll get up on the first alarm, but end up sleeping an extra five or ten minutes, lulled back in by the warmth of the bed.

He knows that you sleep in nothing but an extra large t-shirt, grumbling about how uncomfortable any extra fabric makes you. How your shirt always rides up and gives him the perfect view of your body. How enticing you are, all spread out for him. How soft your skin is, and how it gives when he grabs at it, his too large hands creating dimples and leaving faint traces – his mark on you.

He knows how pretty you look when you come, your sweat-slicked skin glistening in the glow of the lamp. How breathy you sound when you’re close, the way you try – and fail – to keep your moans in so the neighbours won’t hear. How loud you can get when you truly let yourself go.

He knows exactly how you like to touch yourself and be touched, and just how quickly he can make you cum in every possible way. He knows how you feel on his fingers, how you clench around them when he finds that perfect spot inside you. How pretty you look stretched out on his cock, the slight furrow of your brow when he first pushes into you, and how it quickly morphs into soft gasps of pleasure. The way his come looks dripping out of you, and the whimpers you make when he pushes it back into your sensitive walls. How you come even harder when he cleans you up with his mouth, and how sweet you taste on his tongue.

It’s a shame you have no idea he exists.

He knows how to fix that.

I have literally never written dark content I have no idea what I'm doing

I just got the last two sentences in my head and it just unravelled from there

[xixistar]

comfort!!!

and just a closer look at them 🦅

[moniwaskaname]

I think the morality of the Agency (and specially Kunikida) is kinda underrated. Like, yes, they are 'good'. But that does not mean they are legal about it. And everyone in the agency works this way, but it's stronger in Kunikida.

And I say 'good' because good is relative. Kunikida is the character with strict morals and rules. But they are his morals and rules that sometimes align with the law, and yet he has no trouble to toss that law away to accomplish his own morals/rules.

Kunikida could kill, which is bad, to do something he believes is good. Kunikida would blow himself up in order to accomplish that he believes good. Kunikida doesn't live for himself, he lives for his ideals.

Chuuya, being witness to Kunikida blowing himself TWICE, wouldn't think he's a goody-two-shoes, he probably thinks he's more suicidal than Dazai (which he kind of is). Kunikida is probably someone he will try to get away from, not exactly in fear, but because he doesn't want to get caught in whatever shenanigan he has going on.

I like to imagine the future in which Chuuya is the head of the Port Mafia and Kunikida the president of the Agency and they have to interact over and over again and Chuuya is actually the SANE one of the relationship/partnership, getting dragged into whatever insane mission Kunikida is doing.

I always find it funny when in Kunichuu/SKK/other Chuuya ship fics he sees the Agency (specifically Kunikida) as 'do-gooders' or whatever because both times Chuuya has met Kunikida he has attempted to solve a problem by blowing himself up and one time he tried to do so while trying to murder a guy. Every time other time Chuuya has come into contact with the Agency a) Yosano and Kenji fought him and Yosano threatened to tear him apart, b) Ranpo trapped him in Poe's book while facing the Port Mafia's most dangerous member as a non-Ability user with zero fear. I don't think Chuuya thinks the Agency are do-gooders, I think he thinks they're all absolutely insane and Kunikida is one of the least sane ones.

[defectiveender]

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[pengold]

“You up?” The Scribbler sends to their wife…who’s upstairs. Gotta love the flair ❤️

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This was originally me doing a study on Witch Hat Atelier manga paneling and then I did this 😅

[peteywebs]

Cat hybrid!Ghost who lays on top of Gaz and licks the side of the poor Sargeants face til he has to (try to) hide his cheek. There really isn't much he can do against a hybrid that weighs a few stones more than him. Ghost knows he's heavy, and uses it to his fullest advantage (laying on top of people when he wants attention so they can't ignore him.)

Has doing that gotten him in trouble? Several times, yes. Does he continue to do it? Also yes. He loves Gaz, and attention, and ignoring that fact his tongue feels like sandpaper. It only takes a couple minutes before he gets distracted, or tucks his head against Gazs and falls asleep on top of him.

Eventually someone else will come along and pull the sleeping nuisance off of Gaz so he can get up.

[skrunklie]

Wind Archer Cookie is very unimpressed.

fire spirit looks absolutely insane

[hitrone]

little calf lost in the meadow