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Lore 😎
#oc#original character#oc art#digital art#cw: gore#?#not really gore#but his hand is impaled#my poor angle#(angel)
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When you're ahead, she's coming after And when you run, she's running faster And when she loves, you better hope her Love is not a temporary high
the one and only isabela
#temporary high by aurora is an isabela romance song.#i'm taking a break from painting curls now#this murdered my poor hand#dragon age#dragon age 2#da2#dragon age isabela#da isabela#dragon age fanart#the original conception had hawke's hand reaching out to her but the angle was too awkward#i have like 20 creepy reference pics of my spiderass hands in my camera roll#myos art
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Poor poppy, a three tiered cake is simply not big enough!
#wally darling#welcome home art#wally#poppy partridge#sally starlight#creepy#disturbing#horror#kay ima be honest#I forgot how much poppy’s design changed#And so I had to basically redo her xD#Cause I had her most recent design alongside their older designs#I was like oh phooey#I’m still struggling to figure out why he stares at certain things#This poor baby child lol#I’m actually like a super amateur artist#I need to work on my angles and proportions a lot#yus the life of a hooman
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hinata 🤲🤲🤲🤲🤲
#[looking at the that one kakashi drawing] talk about favorite angles huh#anyways HER 😭😭😭 my poor girl they did her dirty#naruto#hinata hyuga#my art#sketch
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guards......close the door
#omg ive been in such an art block lately + have low energy but im trying to pour out the lamen in my brain#which is just them being hashtag Lovers#so this is really all i got *sweats*#also i cant draw muscles to save my life but damen is just so ridiculously OUT in every angle so sry for poor reference </3#captive prince#lamen#my art#damen of akielos#laurent of vere#damen x laurent#kings rising#cs pacat
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dumb, dumber, and hang on i think shes onto something
#whenever i think too hard about phasma i get so fucking sad#is this normal#the other two are tragic too i giuess whatever#but shes my baby....#my poor baby....#armitage hux#kylo ren#captain phasma#phasma#i realised halfwayu through i was just drawing the rcdart kylo but it was funny so i kept going#i didnt want to pick a new reference this angle is nice to me#star wars#my art#digital art
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Smooch! <3 (Five Frames)
#my art stff#undertale#undertale fanart#ut chara#chara dreemurr#ut frisk#frisk the human#charisk#chara x frisk#frisk x chara#pixel art#gif#animation#Behold!! Frisk With their back straight!#the profile angle on frisk slouching was So Hard#but I think I did it#I’d like to think frisk gets it from sans#poor kid’s back#I do this irl btw it’s not great but ehhhhh#also yeah I changed chara’s outline color to a more reddish tone#my art
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#more traditional front-facing angle under the cut#i'm mostly including all of these just because these super duper early gen pokémon aren't in my recent memory and in lieu of#actually feeling like checking i do believe some of them never got the modern front-facing angles like i tend to do them nowadays#drowzee#sniffer#i used to‚ bluntly‚ not exactly know how to make these Funny. i figured if i just took a picture of a pokémon facing the front#they would just Become Funny#(they did not become funny)#anyway i could make a joke about azurill but almost all of them are in poor taste#so we'll just agree that that is absolutely something that happened in pmd sky and then we'll move on
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POV: You’re Vaggie:
#artists on tumblr#hazbin hotel#charlie morningstar#vaggie#hazbin charlie#hazbin vaggie#chaggie#art#my art#artist on tumblr#fan art#I have class tomorrow what am I doing except going to sleep 😭#poor Vaggie not able to admire Charlie’s right side 😢#it’s ok cuz Charlie is cute at all angles :)#we need more of them being in love in season 2 istg#hazbin fanart#charlie x vaggie#vaggie hazbin hotel#charlie hazbin hotel#Charlie#hazbin chaggie
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Irida trying to help emmet after ingo disappears?
Like, maybe at first Emmet appears to be handling it masterfully. Being more level headed than the subway workers who are panicking more. For a little too long actually.
At the end of the first month he suddenly doesn't show up at work, prompting Irida to go to his home and check on him.
The guys a mess. Turns out a month has been the longest the twins have ever been apart, like, in their lives. So looking at the calendar and realizing the record has officially been overcome is what caused him to finally crack and burst into tears.
Akshdjvkahds ANON! ANON WHY. You woke up and chose violence my gosh *sobs*
The burden of knowing where and when Ingo is, but not being able to do anything about it in case she messes it up and changes things, thus creating a paradox and the possibility of Ingo (+ Akari) not making it to the future
#asks#pla#pla au#pokemon legends arceus#submas#submas angst#subway bosses#subway boss emmet#emmet#irida au#clan leader irida#pla irida#irida#subway boss irida au#my art#hate hate those angles. that's why I gotta draw them more often but AUGH#poor emmet deserves a hug
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"There are a million things in this universe you can have and a million things you can't have. It's no fun facing that, but that's the way things are." "Then what am I going to do?" "Hang on tight and survive. Everybody does."
S1E3: Charlie X .˚ ✧· ⋆
#i just rlly liked these angle shots!!!#poor babygirl :(#star trek the original series#science fiction#sci fi#star trek tos#television#1960s#screencaps#my edit#william shatner#star trek#captain kirk#james t kirk#jim kirk
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“I’m here to ruin whatever stupid quest you have your heroes on. So don’t bother with the tricks, your holiness. Just kill me and be done with it.”
Top ten activities to do when waking up after a near death experience: number 3 might surprise you! (Brought to you by the fic A Dark Among the Lights by LuckyLectio on AO3.
#my art#dark link#adatl#file name: This Cell Has Oddly Good Lighting#the best part about the internet is that nobody can tell what timezone i'm in when i'm posting this#on that note! i should probably sleep soon#for no reason in particular#i cannot tell you how many different angles i drew this at before settling on this one#i had wanted to do something neat with using the portal as a backdrop and dark as a silhouette#alas#i was emotionally invested in drawing the poor excuse for a bed#one day dark might get to enjoy the luxury of furniture that isn't fucked up
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Thinking about soapghost working out together between missions to keep each other from slacking off, them doing stretches beforehand at the barracks gym late at night, and that's when they both realize that Simon is extremely flexible while Johnny.... is not.
Like they're doing leg stretches sitting across from each other on a training mat and Simon's nearly doing a horizontal split, hands wrapped over the bottoms of his socked feet, while Johnny's legs barely form a 45° angle and his hands rest on his shins, unable to even reach his ankles.
"spread wider than tha'."
"I cannae go any further."
"whaddaya mean you can't?"
"my legs won't move that far!"
...Cue Simon scooting closer and planting his feet on Johnny's ankles and beginning to push his legs apart while Johnny hollers and curses Scottishly at him. (Simon notes with amusement that he doesn't try to escape.)
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#simon will have johnny's legs at a 100° angle by the time they're finished#even if it kills the poor bastard#and simon definitely wont take secret pleasure in the way johnny's thighs are sore the next day from the stretch#funny business at the gym is one of my favorite smut tropes#soap cod#ghost cod#soapghost#ghoap#cod headcanons#cod fics#cod mw2
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♠️♣️ Play your card ♥️♦️
#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel husk#husk#was origionally going to base it of the king of hearts card but#then I was like a joker is more fitting#and then I was like nah he’s not a joker he’s a looser#my poor pathetic meow meow#I am grabbing him by the scruff of his neck and DRAGGING him#I have embedded so many headcanons in this like one of my friends said I could sell it at my stall in the summer#but it is so personalised to me I don’t think anyone would want it#right down to the different whiskers#and I said it on Instagram and I will say it again but chunky husk is peak male performance#this guy only drinks alcohol and only eats the shortest of foods#and you know he doesn’t exercise who are you kidding#it was oh so gracious of me to not give him a hunch back because we all know his old bones and fucked ahahaha#anyway enjoy#if this gets enough attention I’ll make a matching angle dust one but idk I’m happy with just leaving it as this guy#hazbin husk
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this old man is an asshole.
#rick sanchez#morty smith#rick and morty#digital art#my art#fanart#greyscale#kinda#trying some angling stuff. i think it came out alright! the seats were kind of a pain bc i dont normally do backgrounds#they got in a fight about morty always being in danger so now ricks theatened to leave morty out of his adventures#poor boy is both happy to be able to actually go to school and super sad about it#also just mad at rick bc what else is new
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Insecurity 18+only
Steve Harrington x female!reader
shoutout to all my girlies who are self conscious about their chests.
Synopsis: You feel insecure about your boobs, but Steve shows you there is nothing to be insecure about 18+ ONLY
Contents: negative body image (descriptive about insecurities, self depreciating thoughts), pet names (Honey, Beautiful), groping, unprotected p in v (YALL PLEASE WRAP IT UP), creampie
The gnawing despair and shame that had started earlier in the night had continued to grow, becoming like lead in your stomach. It was movie night at the Harrington residence. As was the tradition after saving the world once or twice, the young adults would get together and watch a movie, eat pizza, and smoke if you felt so inclined.
Tonight was Eddie's pick, some B horror movie. You hadn't really paid attention, more focused on watching Nancy and Steve talking. The despondent feeling had started then, even if you knew they no longer had feelings for each other, you felt insecure. You felt as though you couldn't compare to Nancy. You loved Nancy, she was amazing. Hell, you weren't sure if you wanted to be her or be with her.
But you definitely knew you liked Steve. You hadn't even told Steve of your feelings for him, having your heart ripped out as you watched him go out on many dates, and feeling like an asshole for being glad they didn't end well.
The feeling grew as the movie started. Robin and Eddie, taking their roles as film critics seriously, talked about the techniques being used and made comments throughout. Nancy told them to hush many times, but they ignored her. It wasn't until one of the female characters had her shirt ripped open, causing her bare chest to be on display, that caused silence to occur. Her breasts were bigger than yours and perfectly even and round. Nipples that were hardened and like a beacon your eyes drifted to. Her breasts swayed in an almost hypnotizing way as she ran. You would have been the first to admit they were attractive.
"Damn," one of the guys had muttered, causing you to look over. Eddie's eyes were glued to the TV and for once he was silent.. Robin was blushing and her mouth was dropped open. Steve shifted on the couch, his hand going to adjust- oh.
Your stomach dropped and you felt like your veins had turned to ice. Of course this is what Steve would like. You didn't have a bad chest persay, but you were always self conscious of it. In fact, yours were uneven. Sure, they weren't an entire cup size different, but one cup of your bra would fit perfectly while the other was just slightly too big or too small depending on the bra. You knew that you were probably making a bigger issue out of things, but you couldn't help your insecurity. You noticed the difference every time you looked in the mirror, even if no one else did.
You hardly even noticed the movie ending. You couldn't even remember the plot. You nodded at the discussion Eddie had started, trying to make it seem like you had paid attention. You could feel Steve's eyes on you. "Are you okay?" Steve mouthed from across the couch. You smiled and nodded, but the look of concern didn't leave his face. Of course the one guy you wanted to seem normal to could tell something was off.
Slowly, everyone gathered their things to leave. Robin and Nancy left together while you were searching for your keys. Eddie had went to the restroom then left, saying something about a deal. You still couldn't find your keys. You always left them on the table in the hall, but they were nowhere to be found. This was just making your night worse. The icing on the cake. Like when you are already mad and your belt loop gets caught on the door handle. You grumble to yourself, when you hear Steve clear his throat.
You turn to glance at him. Steve had your keys in his hand. He jingled them before tossing them at you. You fumble with the catch, but don't drop them. Why the hell would Steve steal your keys?
Steve stood at the end of the hall in front of the front door. He had his arms crossed over his chest. "What's going on?" Steve demanded. You rolled your eyes at his tone, earning a glare," Seriously? You're acting strange, what happened?" "Nothing. Thanks for stealing my keys asshole." "It's called borrowing, you got them back." You attempt to slide by Steve but he blocks you. Almost like a game, you try to slide past and he blocks you.
You fake to the left, making Steve attempt to block you there, but slide past him on the right. You grasp the door handle but-
The handle slips from your grasp as Steve spins you around and pins you to the door. His arms blocking you on either side, holding onto your biceps. You drop your keys on the floor from surprise. A moment of silence between you two as you both realize the position you're in.
"What's going on? Did...did I do something?" Steve frowns at you. Your stomach drops at the look of disappointment on his face," No! Steve just...no." "You can't even look at me without frowning." His words make you realize you are indeed frowning. You must have been frowning at him all night. You attempt to smile, but the attempt is pitiful and Steve sighs," I'm sorry...I dont know what I did, but I am." "Steve you didn't do-" "No, no. Let me finish. I'm sorry that-" "Steve-" "-i never meant to make you uncomfortable, if you tell me what it is I can avoid doing it again-" "Steve I-" "- let me speak! I'm sorry i-"
"It's my boobs!" Your voice is loud, not yelling, but loud enough that there was no way Steve could ignore it. You bite your bottom lip and his mouth drops open slightly. He closes his mouth and swallows, your eyes flicking to his Adam's apple moving. You don't miss how his eyes snap down to your chest that was covered by your shirt.
"Uh I'm sorry?" Steve blinked a few times before looking into your eyes," I think I'm missing something?" Nerves wrack your stomach, embarrassed at the feelings of insecurity you had. You fidget under his gaze," Well I mean...the movie...she...mine don't look..."
Steve's eyes widen slightly with realization. "Oh Honey...there's nothing to be self-conscious about." You scoff at his words making him glare. "Seriously, all boobs are beautiful. Big, small, perky or not, I could go on. Even, uneven, doesn't matter to me.. Boobs are boobs. And they all are beautiful." "Not mine." Steve rolls his eyes," Yes yours." "Nuh-uh" "Yuh-huh!" You and Steve bicker back and forth before the thought fuck it runs through your mind.
You grab the hem of your sweater, yanking it up. You're glad now that you had worn the severely baggy sweater without a bra. Your breasts jiggle slightly with movement, Steve's eyes immediately darting to them.
He licks his lips as he stares at your chest. Your chest rising and falling with every breath you take. His gaze heavy, making you aware of what you just did. You go to lower your sweater and his hands dart out to hold yours up," Now hold on..."
He smirks at you and lowers one hand down to your left boob. He palms at it, making you realize how big his hand really is. He squeezes lightly before lifting your breast and letting go, watching your breast fall and jiggle. He groans and the sound goes straight between your legs. His other hand darts to your other breast. You can tell there is a difference in size against his hands, but Steve doesn't seem to care.
Your nipples start to harden from arousal and the cool air. Steve's eyes focused on the peaks as his thumbs rub over each one. A shudder runs through you and goosebumps run down your arms from Steve's feather light touch. Steve's eyes are lit up with barely contained lust.
"Don't know why you were concerned about these...They're perfect." Steve mumbles, dipping his head close to your chest before looking up at you. The unspoken question has you nodding your consent. Steve grins slightly before slowly kissing your chest. A kiss here and there. A slight bite. Licking and swirling his tongue. He sucks lightly on one nipple, sending shivers down your spine.
You can feel your arousal start to dampen your panties. A light moan escapes your mouth before you bite your lip to hold it back. Steve groans at the sound before pulling back. "Fuck babe..." Steve exhales slowly. He closes his eyes trying to get a grip on himself. You aren't sure if you should lower your top or take it off. Steve shifts and your eyes dart down and-
Oh. A thrill of pride runs through you at seeing Steve's erection. Knowing you gave him that? Knowing you got him worked up just from the part of you that you are the most insecure of? It may not take away that insecurity fully, but it does help to lessen it in this moment. You lick your lips at the sight. Damn, it was big.
Steve's hands slowly grasp yours and lower your sweater. "We uh better put those away. Or I'm gonna have a hard time controlling myself." Steve clears his throat and runs a hand through his hair. You nod absent-mindedly. You pause and then say," Who says you have to control yourself?"
Steve growls and crowds you against the door. Your arms go over his shoulders, a hand in his hair and one on his neck. Your noses knock together slightly before his lips collide against yours. Soft but passionate. Your chest rubs against his as he pushes a leg between yours. The friction hits your pelvis as you both grind against each other.
You can feel the roughness of his jeans through the fabric of your pants, it hitting just right to feel amazing against your clit. You pull back with a gasp, Steve taking the opportunity to kiss down your jaw. You aren't sure if he maneuvers your head, or if you turn it to give him better access. You can feel a hint of pain as he nips his teeth, that turns into pleasure as he sucks and licks the spot. He trails down from your jaw to your neck, to the spot that makes your fingers and thighs clench. You know your underwear must be soaked at this point.
"Steve," you tap his neck to get his attention and he pulls back to look at you," Bedroom?" Steve's eyes light up and a blinding grin spreads across his face. He lets go of you and takes a step back. Steve grabs your hand, interlocking your fingers. His hand bigger then yours, but feeling like a puzzle piece sliding into place. Butterflies in your stomach taking flight as it felt so right.
Steve leads you up the stairs and into his bedroom. He lightly closes the door and pulls his shirt off. You can't help inhaling sharply at the sight. Pale skin scattered with beautiful moles, like stars in the night sky. You want to kiss each one. His chest hair and that stupid happy trail, it made your mouth salivate. Steve flexes his biceps slightly, trying to show off. You wouldn't tell him, but he didn't need to show off for you. You thought he was beautiful just as he was. Even when he was a "loser" (his own words not yours).
You toss your sweater off quickly, not wanting to miss a second. You push your pants and underwear off in the same movement. It hit you suddenly, that you were naked in Steve's room. This had only happened in your dreams, and if this was one, you didn't want to wake up.
Your eyes dart back to Steve as his jeans come off with his boxers. Steve's dick stands to attention, lightly hitting his stomach. A smattering of curls neatly trimmed at the base. A prominent vein on its side. You can see a mole on one of his balls, and you still agree with your earlier thought of kissing every mole. You lick your lips at the thought. Steve goes to take his tube socks off and falters slightly, almost falling.
It takes some nerves away you didn't realize you had as you giggle at the man in front of you. Steve's face flushes with embarrassment, but that feeling goes away as he sees you getting comfy on his bed. In his mind, you look like you belong. Like this was the perfect place for you. Steve gets his socks off and tosses them away, stalking over to you.
Steve slowly crawls onto the bed and over you. You grin up at him as he braced himself over you. "Hi," you murmur before kissing him. You can feel one of his hands snaking down your arm and grabbing your hand. He holds your hand as you kiss, making your head spin. Something so innocent as holding hands mixed with the way his tongue was moving against yours made it feel incredibly dirty. You knew you would think about this moment every time you held hands, because now you weren't going to let his hand go that easily.
Steve slowly lines up, rubbing his dick through your folds. A shiver of pleasure runs down your spine as he rubs against you clit. You whimper slightly, bucking against him. Once his dick is coated thoroughly with your arousal, he teases your hole with his tip. The lightest touch of pressure, just so you know he's there before he pulls away.
You can feel the head of his dick slip in slightly, both of you moaning. "Ready?" He asks and you nod. He slowly pushes in, pausing to give you time to adjust to his length. It has a slight sting of pain as you stretch to adjust for his size. Steve murmurs apologies as he kisses your face, going back to the spot on your neck he found earlier. You relax against him and he pushes in all the way.
You've never felt so full. The feeling was amazing. Steve slowly starts to pull out before pushing back in. Each thrust of his dick sending pleasure coursing through you. You wrap your legs around his waist, allowing him to hit a different angle that causes you to moan.
Panting into each other's mouths as he thrusts into you. Steve moans wantonly, sending shivers down your spine. With every thrust he hits that spot that makes you see stars. You can feel your climax approaching. "Give it to me Honey," Steve murmurs, hand snaking down and circling your clit.
You crash over the edge before you realize you were even there. You spasm from pure unadulterated pleasure. Stars explode in your vision as ecstasy takes over. "Oh fuck you're-" Steve cuts off with a gasp as his hips stutter. You are floating through space, barely tethered to your body. You thought out of body experiences only happened when you were about to die, but the pleasure you felt sent you to new heights.
Steve's thrusts falter as he cums. You start to come back to earth as you feel his release paint your insides. Steve collapses on you, not in an unpleasant manner, but like a weighted blanket was laid on you. You wrap your arms around his waist in a loose hug (and if you squeezed his ass well thats just for you two to know). You can feel his heaving breaths as his chest rubs against yours.
Steve pulls back slightly to stare into your eyes. "Hi again," you giggle. "Hi Beautiful," He grins at you. You try to hide your face in his neck but he laughs and pulls back more, making you whine. "Don't go shy on me," Steve kisses your nose," I've seen you naked now. Nothing left to be shy about." You would argue but Steve kisses you again.
Steve slowly pulls out and you whine at the loss. You can feel his cum slowly drip out of you. He pulls back but you tighten your arms around his waist. "Hey, I'll be right back. Just gonna get a towel to clean up." Steve strokes your jaw. You reluctantly let go of the man so he can go get a towel. Steve leaves and returns quickly. A wet wash cloth in hand, Steve pauses at the sight of his release dripping out of you. You can tell he likes what he sees, making a mental note. He cleans you up, careful as you are still sensitive.
Soon, he is crawling back into bed next to you. He curls into you, wrapping an arm around your waist as his head goes to lay against your chest. You wrap one arm around his waist while the other hand goes to his hair. You both sigh contentedly. "Beautiful," Steve mumbles, kissing your breast. Yeah, your insecurity was definitely lessened in this moment. And you had a feeling that every time it started to grow, Steve would show you how he felt about them.
#Steve loves them all he does not care the size or shape#Steve is also canonically a hand holder during the deed so#He is the most boyfriend to boyfriend and idc if you aren't technically together in this#You are now like bro you aren't letting this man go#Also Steve spends a long time doing his hair and you think he hasn't tamed that jungle?#My man over here trimming and looking at the angles in the mirror to make sure it looks good#Personally I wouldn't care but thats just me#Anyways I love him and I love him and I love him#Is this purely self indulgent uh yes but I know I ain't alone in this so#Also I am so terrible at writing smut my mind goes blank and I just#Enjoy this poor attempt at smut aha#Steve Harrington smut#Steve Harrington#Steve Harrington x reader#Steve Harrington x you#Steve Harrington x y/n#Steve Harrington/you#Steve Harrington/reader#Steve Harrington x female!reader#Steve Harrington/female!reader#Stranger Things#LETS TRY POSTING THIS AGAIN CAUSE TUMBLR BLOCKED IT IN THE FEEDS AND YET I AM NOT SHADOWBANNED SO LETS TRY THIS AGAIN#Jade is Talking
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