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Me when I finish reading the most toe curling, stomach tingling, jaw dropping fanfic and the account is deactivated, they haven't updated the fic, or there's no part 134340

#nanami kento#nanami smut#jjk nanami#aot#wbb fic#anime fanfic#armin arlert#armin smut#wlw fanfic#wlw smut#wnba x reader#aot smut#eren yeager#wbb smut#deactivated#absolute filth#just amazing#beautiful#rereading#my heart#wbb#in tears#gut wrenching#x reader#black panter wakanda forever#princess shuri#rockleesnegrowife#women’s sports#black writers
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RIHANNA Lift Me Up Music Video (Oct 28, 2022)
#rihanna#badgalriri#rihanna gifs#rihanna edit#userreh#usergal#usercherry#userladiesblr#wonderfulwomendaily#flawlesscelebs#black panther#black panter: wakanda forever#femalesource#dailymusicians#dailymusicqueens#blogmusicdaily#popularcultures#dailywomen#musicedit#usermusic#dailywoc#femaledaily#pocedit#lift me up#mine#tw long post
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#danai gurira#michonne#richonne#twd universe#black panter wakanda forever#black panther#manny jacinto#the good place#thom browne#twd towl#towl#general okoye
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I feel the need to point out how strong Queen Ramonda is. She has been put through so much
Her husband is killed
Killmonger comes and “kills” T’Challa
She finds out T’challa is still alive but that happiness doesn’t last long because he gets dusted for 5 years along with her daughter.
For 5 years she was ruling an entire country by herself
She dealing with other countries trying to steal vibranium
Then her kids come back and her son ACTUALLY dies
Then Shuri gets kidnapped months later and her country is at war with a nation no one knew existed
THEN SHE DIES??
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stem riri williams headcanons

pairing: riri williams x black!reader
contains: fluff, smut (18+)
taglist: @inmyheadimobsessed @shurislover @phantomof-themcu @sapphicvqmpires @sapphicjunglefever @playhousedistee @thtgirlllmona @vixentheplanet @dejaonline @prettymrswright
author’s note: this version of riri lives rent free in my head. s/o to my baby @inmyheadimobsessed for helping me with this. i love you pookie wookie! thanks for reading!
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🔩 the epitome of a girly tomboy. her closet is a mixture of men's and women's clothing. her go to look is a fitted top, baggy pants, and a pair of sneakers. around the house, she likes to wear a sports bra and boxer briefs. for formal events, she opts for a tailored suit and heels.
🔩 cornrows, box braids, knotless braids; she's tried them all. of the styles, straight back cornrows are her favorite. if she's feeling nostalgic, she'll add beads at the end of her braids. regardless of the style, her edges must be done. when she’s in a rush, she’d rather throw a hat on than to be seen without her edges laid.
🔩 without jewelry she feels naked. gold is her preferred metal but she’ll wear silver if it matches her outfit. her chains are a staple with anything she wears.
🔩 obsessed with getting her nails done. there is an agreement between the two of you that you pick the color and she picks the design. however, sometimes she’s adventurous and surprises you with a random color.
🔩 the biggest baby ever. after a long day of classes, she craves you. engulfed in your arms is her safe space. if she could live in your skin, she would.
🔩 before attending MIT, she worked at a car repair shop in high school. her love for cars stems from her relationship with her step-father. as a child, she would help him repair his plymouth barracuda in the garage. getting her hands dirty reminds her of the time she spent with him. in her free time, you often catch her in her garage modifying the plymouth barracuda. she recently installed a set of brake calipers in the color red.
🔩 legos! legos! legos! your girlfriend is a fein for anything lego. legos allow her to keep her hands busy while keeping her mind stimulated.
🔩 gym rat DOWN! she lives in the gym; it’s a safe space for her. for riri, each set, each rep, are not just pursuits of strength, but a ritual of equilibrium. she chases that release of dopamine; it balances her.
🔩 she’s your personal stylist. riri spends hours on pinterest saving fits and curating looks for you. she enjoys seeing you in the clothes she buys you, and she’s even more obsessed with taking your pictures. you have an entire instagram page dedicated to the outfits she’s made for you, and you must tag her so that 1. your followers know that she put the fit together and 2. you’re absolutely 100% taken, so they better not try anything!
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🔩 horny 25/8. 3 in the morning? horny. 5 in the afternoon? horny. she’s down for whatever, whenever.
🔩 a strap slinger! she loves seeing the way you react every time her strap disappears in you. her favorite position is missionary because it allows her to look into your eyes as she’s drilling you.
with her hand wrapped around your throat, riri smiles. her pace is relentless; a clear indication that she is determined to overstimulate you. your legs are wrapped around her torso, holding on for dear life.
tears began forming in your eyes; the feeling of pain and pleasure mixing.
"give it to me, baby." she hums.
“let go.”
you know what she desires, and you know how much she loves discovering the intricacies of your body.
the grip on your neck tightened as she hit your g-spot. the aroma of sex and musk fill the room as you close your eyes. seconds later, your right nipple is met with a harsh slap, followed by a demanding suckle.
"did i say you could close your eyes?"
🔩 devouring you is her favorite pastime. you're upset? head. stressed out? head. it doesn't matter when or where; she's always ready to drop to her knees for a taste of you.
with a sigh, riri places her keys on the kitchen counter. picking up her phone, she sends you a series of texts:

🔩 undoubtedly a switch. as much as she loves bending you over, she yearns for your dominance. relinquishing control to you is easy for her.
🔩 has a tramp stamp that reads "lucky you" in red ink.
🔩 she loves the feeling of you tugging on her braids as she cleans you up. slurp after slurp, she doesn't dare complain about how tight your grip is. all she cares about is how lovely you taste.
🔩 tying you up so she can see you squirm is one of the ways she punishes you when you've been a brat.
🔩 when she's frustrated with you, she makes you watch as she rubs her clit.
you extend your arms, attempting to touch her. swatting your hand away, she smirks.
"do you deserve to touch me?” you shake your in defiance.
"then stop trying to touch me!"
#riri williams x reader#riri williams#riri williams x black!reader#riri williams x fem!reader#riri williams fanfic#mcu riri williams#ironheart x reader#ironheart x black!reader#ironheart#black panther#black panter wakanda forever#my writing
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I Actually don’t believe that they have haters they are my fav girls how can anyone hate them!
#marvel#marvel mcu#mcu fandom#mcu#america chavez#america#mcu america chavez#carol danvers#captain marvel#doctor strange and the multiverse of madness#doctor strange multiverse of madness#the marvels#kamala khan#ms marvel#mcu marvel avengers#riri williams#iron heart#black panter wakanda forever#my favourite character#how can anyone hate them#Lokichaoss#loki laufeyson#frost giant loki#brie larson#iman vellani#dominique thorne#xochitl gomez#my favs
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Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022)
#black panther#mcu: black panther#mcu#queen ramonda#wakanda forever#mcu: black panther: wakanda forever#angela bassett#princess shuri#shuri udaku#mcu: shuri#black panter wakanda forever#marvel films#mcu: films#marvel: films
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We need more X-Men '97/Avengers crossover fanfiction.
It is criminal how few there are.
I need Charles to read to Tony to filth over the Sokovia Accords. I need Erik to be mad at everything and everyone for how they treat Wanda and letting his son die. I need Steve and Logan to sit at the bar and go over wartime stories. I need Kurt and Peter to be friends. I need T'chala to simp over Storm. I need Hank and Bruce to be science bros. I need Scott to be totally done with all this shit. I need Jean to cook.
#Someone please do us all a favor and write this#Avengers#X men#x men movies#MCU#professor x#charles xavier#tony stark#iron man#magneto#wanda maximoff#scarlet witch#pietro maximoff#quicksilver#wolverine#captain america#spider man#nightcrawler#black panter#ororo munroe#storm#hank mccoy#beast#bruce banner#hulk#scott summers#cyclops#jean grey#fanfiction
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shri lanka panther Burgerszoo 3L0A0164 by safi kok
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delusional water king
“They’ll see you as my goddess.” Shaking your head, you back away from the man.
“I’m not a goddess. I’m an experiment.” You show him the number on your lower back, accompanied by scars along the skin you displayed to him. Staring at your figure, he noticed the scars were pink in your dark skin, most likely scabbed up and picked away by the strong currents. Shoving your shirt down, you cross your arms over your stomach, looking down and away from him.
“I am grateful that you saved me, I am but...I don’t want to destroy the beautiful city you helped build.” His eyes bore into you, even as you’re not looking, the chance of intimidation being too great.
“I can’t control it, Namor.” The way his name moved off your tongue and into the air made him tispy, it echoed in the cave, bouncing off the walls.
“You saw what I did. I killed so many people.” Glossy eyes stared up at the feathered serpent god. He squinted at you with a smirk playing at his lips, was he finally seeing the real, troubled you? Turning to the hole in the ground that leads to the endless body of water, you fully intend on leaving.
“I’m sorry, if this is disrespectful to you. Please understand that everywhere I go destruction tends to follow.”
“Go ahead.” He responds after listening to you, biting your lip and moving a hair from your face, you sigh.
“I will disregard the disrespect. Only because it is coming from you, in reina.” Giving him a shy smile, you nod not quite understanding the last bits of what he said.
Standing off the edge where rock meets water, you step onto the liquid, turning to him and giving him a small wave. Submerging into the water, a small bubble tracing around your body that keeps air flowing while the water propels you through the small tunnels and out of Talokan. The feeling of guilt tugs at you for leaving your savior but the guilt of killing hundreds of people where you were held captive ate you alive. Reaching the surface, the bubble of air slowly deteriorates as you walk up to the sandy shore. Moments to dawn, you catch your breath as you walk away from the beach, taking one hesitant look back before disappearing into the dense forest. You needed time. Time to figure out your powers, time to find yourself and forgive yourself. It didn’t take long for you to forgive yourself for the unfortunate events at the hell hole, in the matter of days you thought and realized that losing your temper had to have been the best case scenario.
You spent time in an abondoned hut alongside the oceanside. It was peaceful, the waves were a natural lullaby and helped with the unease of sleeping. Being self-efficent gave you the chance to fool around with your powers, learn what you can do without causing a catastrophe. Sitting elevated above the waves, you meditated and wondered if he would try to find you.
“In reina.” You whispered opening your eyes, looking across the blue mirrors that connected with each wave, you could’ve sworn you heard someone say it before you.
Refraining from saying ‘hello’ or any of the sort. You’d rather not know if someone is here with you. Moving closer to the edge of the small cliff, you sway your hand in a circular motion, the waters pushing itself into a dance. Watching closely as the water formed a small cone shaped tornado that sunk to the bottom of the shallow floor. In this it showed, the particles of sand and small plants being swept into the current. Putting your hand in your lap, the mini tornado, slowed to a stop and transitioned back to the usual current of the ocean. Looking around your surroundings once more, you get up, dusting yourself off and go back to your hut.
If you could say something different to Namor, what would you say? Ask him what ‘in reina’ means or what he meant by ‘my goddess’. You were so shocked by what you’ve done prior that it didn’t register how handsome the man was, his tan skin, fit physique, raven hair and darkness that hides in his brown irises. A clear portrait of the man was painted onto the walls of your mind, and you were repeatedly looking at the painting, thinking of him after days of being alone. Laying down, you get comfortable on the floor bound cot, closing your eyes, your body relaxes on the soft surface.
“Y/n, in reina.” The voice deep, meaningful and close. Opening your eyes, your rest felt like it only lasted a split second. Looking around, you were surrounded by turquoise looming lights. The scenery definitely unfamiliar. Standing to your feet,
“Nib óolal, waal mía,” you turn to the sound of feet shuffling behind you and catch a glimpse of a blue skinned person leaving. Dark messy hair enters your view as you shake your head. Convinced that you’re hallucinating about this man, this dangerously attractive and hot man.
“What are you doing here?” You say in complete disbelief. A slight furrow in his brows as he gives you a small smile and honestly you could’ve dropped your panties for him right there. Wait what?
“I have changed my mind.” He reaches behind his neck, taking off one of his necklaces.
“Changed your mind?” You relay back to him in confusion, at this he smiles and nods.
“Can’t someone have a change of mind?” Your mind is fogged with confusion and its clearly displayed on your face.
“Yes, but I’m not following. I don’t understand what you're saying.” The small sounds his jewelry made as he rests them down on the nearest surface, echoes in the little pauses of silence.
“Am I not speaking english?” He asks as if you literally couldn’t understand. You realize he’s joking and chuckle.
“You are. I mean- ….What did you change your mind on?” You lose your train of thought mid sentence, his muscles suddenly having more definition now that its no longer covered by the many necklaces he wore.
His masculine stature compliments his collar bone and defined jaw thats hidden under a well kept beard. You need to get a hold of yourself, zoning out while observing his body and objectifying him when given the slightest chance. What would he do if he found out? Something bad you hope. Blinking yourself out the trance, bare chest is in your eyeshot. Looking up through your eyelashes, he’s already looking down.
“You.” Watching as his palm rests along your cheek, steadily tracing down your jaw and stopping by your chin.
All the while your breathing hitches, his thumb rubs along your lower lip. Most alarms are ringing in your head for you to stop but whats a simple kiss? Your hand slides up his waist, toned stomach and rests on his shoulder. His gaze shifting for a moment to your hand and back to you, by then you were already pushing yourself up. His lips pull you into a hypnosis of only wanting him, only wanting to kiss him, wanting to climb in his skin. His lips stray from yours to your cheek and neck in a rushed manner. His arm capturing you in an embrace to keep you from stumbling backward.
Your chest heaves excessively as you realize what you’re going to do. Failing to release you from his embrace, he guides you to a soft patch of the cave. It was odd, grassy and soft as he laid you down. The space made you wonder about the deep sea of unknown even more, if there’s possibility of healthy gardens thriving underwater, what other possibilities are there? Your hands glide over the greenery, feeling the cushiony plants and enjoying the pleasant sound it made as your hands moved through. All your senses were being satisfied, especially your eyes. The sight of him kneeling in front of you can make any women weak. He observes you and your fascination with the scene. His hands compliment your skin, when they stroke your thighs, goosebumps rising on your skin. Despite your body growing hotter and hotter with each passing moment. Leaning down, he kisses up to your core. Kisses alternating from right thigh to left thigh, your hips accidentally jerk once he’s two kisses away. His gaze shifts to you once more and he smiles. His dimples peaking through.
Your excitement is getting the best of you as he pulls your pants off, his finger tips gracing your lower stomach. Lowering his head to your core, you close your eyes and he kisses you. One long slow swipe of his tongue from your hole to your clit. His tongue teasingly licking at your clit, small and kitten like. You hum a moan, your hand hovering over your lips in upmost disbelief. Sucking on your folds like a starved man, he hooks his arms under your thighs and his hands grip at your thighs. Sweat beads down your forehead, mixing with a tear of pleasure. Finally opening your eyes, he is totally indulged in your pussy. Your shiny wetness on his cheeks, his head moving from side to side to make sure nothing is left untended to. A broken gasp leaves your chest when he nips at your clit sharply. Fanning yourself, you take in deep breaths at the realization that your body is overheating. You attempt to plead his name but his tongue slips in your hole at the right moment and touches your g-spot. Making you shriek.
“namor…” You mutter, breathing heavily. Your pussy squeezing his tongue and legs clenching on his head, demanding more. Shaking your head, your moans leave your throat in a struggle.
Cumming all over his cheeks and chin, he laps up the mess and unhooks his hands from your thighs. Your eyes follow his stature as he sits up. Your chest heaving up and down, he holds you in a compelling trance.
“What are you doing,” His voice dips in a jagged tone, warning you and stopping you in your tracks. You were scooting away from him.
“take me home, please.” You trembled as he shifted close.
You cross your ankles and shield yourself from him, “we can’t, namor please, listen to me.” He shakes his head, his playful manner gone.
“I hear you, but I won’t listen.” His hands uncross your ankles, opening your legs to him once more, “I’ll fuck you until you beg to stay with me.” You gasp, his hard-on rubbing against you as he raps your legs around his waist.
The waistband of his shorts gone and your eyes dart everywhere. This is what you want, it is, but this is one of those journeys that you can’t turn back from once you’ve begun.
“Look.” He commands your body with a word, this brings a soft smile to his lips.
“I deserve you. I knew I did when I first saw you,” he moans softly when he uses his fingers to part your soaked lips.
“I waited this long, can’t you give me something I deserve, hm?” His attention was on you, his tip moving between your lips and squishing around your come. You moan as nod to the man, cursing yourself at your wordless affirmations.
a/n: don't mind the title I'm just having fun at this point...and here's the translations cause I know some of y'all lazy asf
in reina - my queen
Nib óolal, waal mía - thank you, my child
more of my writing
#fanfiction#y/n#black fanfiction#smut#marvel smut#yandere#male yandere#marvel cinematic universe#yandere scenerio#yandere x reader#namor of talokan#namor x you#namor#mcu namor#namor fic#namor x reader#kukulkan#black panter wakanda forever
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NOISY FUCKIN THING
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Just some guys I'm delusional about 🥰🥰🥰






I'm totally normal about them. 100% Might write about them? Lemme know if y'all want a story about any of them. Gonna focus on my marvel mens rn
#character x oc#oc#x black oc#original character#x black reader#x black fem reader#x black!reader#x black y/n#x fem!reader#x female reader#x female y/n#x you#x fem oc#x female oc#black reader#black reader smut#black girl magic#marvel#namor#namor x reader#black panter wakanda forever#erik killmonger#captain america#sam wilson#black love#namor black Panther#black panther namor#killmonger x reader#captain america x reader#x black fem oc
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don't run from me (drabble)

pairing: shuri udaku x black!fem reader
contains: smut (18+), fluff
taglist: @inmyheadimobsessed @shurislover @phantomof-themcu @sapphicvqmpires @sapphicjunglefever @playhousedistee @thtgirlllmona @vixentheplanet @dejaonline @prettymrswright
author's note: this is for all of the sub shuri lovers! i love her so much so i had to write this. thanks for reading!
“how pathetic.” you spat out, your voice dripping in malice.
there she was, in all her glory: on her knees, ready for your next command.
the king was spent. in the hours leading up to her punishment, her actions revealed this truth to you.
during periods of exhaustion, the king isolates. due to her fear of judgment, she refuses to speak to anybody unless necessary. you, however, have always been the exception.
until you weren’t.
for the last ten minutes, shuri had been in agony. driven by her desire to be obedient, her silence had remained constant. you had been fucking her throat, using her as your personal fuck toy.
“speak.”
releasing her bottom lip, a drawn out moan escaped. the sound painted the walls of her chambers.
“p-pleas-“ she attempted to say, but her throat did not allow her to fully articulate what she desperately needed to say. her plea came out in the form of a whisper, a clear sign that she was exactly where you wanted her.
she wiggled her hips in discomfort as the rope that held her feet together seeped deeper into her skin.
her legs were trembling, begging to be set free.
“what’s wrong, kitten?” you asked, squatting down to her level.
a grin plastered across your face as the kimoyo bead that was on her clit began to vibrate. you had programmed the bead to stop and commence every ten minutes.
“BAST!”
the king was drooling—locked jaw, disarranged curls. the ruler of the most powerful nation in the world looked pitiful.
with your thumb and pointer finger cradling her chin, you initiated your search within her eyes. you were in search of any lingering dominance that may have been left behind.
her eyes were the shade of a dark oak tree, riddled with tears constructed by you.
“you give me the silent treatment all day,” you tightened your grip on her jaw.
“and to top it all off…” you scoffed.
“i had to physically drag you out of your lab.”
“so tell me, kitten, why should i allow you to speak?” you shoved the strap down her throat as you marveled at the speed in which her eyes grew in size.
“there she is.” you groaned.
you heard shuri gag, as you noticed the mixture of her tears and saliva smeared across your stomach.
your thrusts were ruthless and intentional—behind chamber doors, she was no longer the king.
she was a whore.
you felt her aggressively tap your thigh, which was an indication that she had reached her limit. immediately, you removed yourself from her throat.
the sight below you was breathtaking: there she laid, staring up at you with glossy eyes as she gasped for air. she was a blubbering mess, trying her hardest to form a coherent sentence.
you bent down to untie the knot that held her feet together. once undone, you lifted her up and gently placed her on the edge of the bed.
with the kimoyo bead on her cunt, she whimpered in pleasure.
you sighed as you kneeled in front of shuri. you used both hands to spread her thighs.
“my precious girl,” you whispered.
“let it out.”
“Y/N!” shuri wailed.
“f-fuck! i-i’m cummin-ing! baby i-i’m cumming!”
“look at me.” you commanded, as you removed the kimoyo bead from her swollen bud.
eyes trained on you, shuri whined.
“do not run from me.”
swiftly, you draped her legs over your shoulders.
“when it all becomes too much,” you spoke into her cunt.
“when you feel defeated,” your face was submerged now, the motion of your head moving from side to side sent her into overdrive.
“do not run from me.”
“ohh m-y, Y/N!” her voice had reached an octave that she nor you had ever heard.
“i-i love you. i fucking love you!”
for a moment, you were lost in her waterfall, savoring every drop of her as you used your tongue to clean her up.
the next few minutes felt like a blur to the king. she found herself centered in bed, face to face with you.
“i’m serious, shuri. you must talk to me. i care for you deeply. don’t shut me out.” you pleaded.
shuri’s gaze made your knees buckle—she looked at you as if she would move heaven and hell for you. her clouded orbs told you promises that she wished to never break.
the feeling of your lips meeting her shoulder blade snapped her back into reality. shuri nodded, then finally spoke again.
“it’s you and me?” she asked.
you smiled, as you placed a tender kiss on her shoulder.
“it’s you and me.”
#shuri x reader#shuri x black!reader#shuri x black!fem reader#shuri smut#shuri fanfiction#shuri x y/n#shuri udaku x black!reader#shuri udaku#shuri x fem!reader#black panther#black panter wakanda forever#wakanda forever#bowden#my writing
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✨️✨️✨️My babygirl ✨️✨️✨️
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i decided to try my hand at a Panther redesign again since I'm replaying P5R and I still really don't like her design 😅 More info about the design under the cut!
For starters, I find the original design itself to actually be quite boring, especially for a character like Ann, because it's essentially JUST a color-swapped Catwoman suit, one-to-one. Like, I get the homage, but it's just really unoriginal, so I wanted to change it up a bit and lean away from the Catwoman influence.
Ann's a model, and I wanted the design to READ 'model', so I decided to go more for a high-fashion look, really exaggerating her accessories and long silhouette, with items like the boots being modeled off of real designer clothing, which Ann would probably be thrilled about. That was my other big problem with the original design - it just wasn't something she would wear, and she says so herself in game (which was always really weird to me - why would your inner subconscious create clothing for you that you didn't like?)
The other thing I didn't really like was how her design didn't have any black in it. Everyone else's did, save for Akechi (but thats for obvious reasons) and I wanted to try and remedy that. I kept the same shade of red, but added more black in there to better match the thieves.
Finally, I changed the mask to the sunglasses she wears in her Shadow Ops uniform (which I like a lot more than the original design tbh). Again, it's a very 'model' thing to do to wear sunglasses, and I just think they're cute. I gave them little cat ears at the top so it still reads as cat, along with her belt buckles.
Overall, I really like how this design turned out! Lmk if anyone has any suggestions
#persona 5#persona 5 royal#p5r#p5 royal#persona 5 ann#ann takamaki#panther persona 5#p5 panther#persona 5 fanart#p5 fanart#persona 5 royal fanart#p5r fanart#character redesign#i dont hate the original as much as i used to but its definetly one of my least favorites#i like it more than makotos tho because at least its somewhat interesting to look at#and yes before anyone asks the pants WERE based off this one item in Dress to Impress. leave me alone#sophi screeches#my art#artists on tumblr#IF YOU SAW THE VERSION WITH THE MISSPELLING NO YOU DIDNT#PANTER IS NOT REAL. PANTER NEVER EXISTED
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