#pek

[princessmoms]

Rare and Ruff!!! - By OverlordNeon

Finally dipping into making comics by introducing Rarity's business partner, Pek the Gem Hunting Diamond Dog!

She is visually based on a breed of Mexican hairless dogs, the Xoloitzcuintle.

Original Concept Design, for fun:

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[mammalfriend]

[minyboy]

Giant Realistic Flying Tiger is your stereotypical teenage girl, into pink and boy bands and eating the flesh of man. Uncle Grandpa is thrilled. Well she's off to bed, see you losers later.

[idiotwithanipad]

(SO SORRY ABOUT THE ERROR OF THE NAME 'SHOM'. IT WAS MEANT TO SAY 'SHUL' I'M SUCH A MUPPET🫣)

Since his birth, Pek, along with his other siblings, was treated with love. He maintained a deep curiosity but also a slight nervousness at the world around him and had difficulty leaving the cave without his father’s aid. Many among the tribe saw his upbringing as ‘sheltered’ or ‘soft’, something their kind couldn’t risk, but nonetheless, the tribe stayed respectful of his parent’s wishes and treated him as family.

But all of that changed after his father’s death. His one figure of security and devotion had been ripped away, only to have his rebellious mother cast out and exiled from the tribe after renouncing the tribe’s beliefs of praising Moonah for her blessed gifts. Pek and his siblings, younger and older, would never see either of their parents again.

Pek and his siblings would, from that day on, be raised by their uncle, Shul. The eldest of his siblings, Shul was a gritty and harsh man, although devoted to each of his nieces and nephews, he showed very little mercy in raising them to be warriors. Especially Pek.

From the age of 7, Pek had already shed his shy and frightened shell, turning into a rougher and more harsh young boy. By age 14 he had already killed a man for trespassing, and mounted his head outside the cave as a warning to others.

He gained a reputation among the tribe for his strength and stealth, along with his willingness to carry out raids on rival tribes. But Shul’s harsh training had taken a toll on Pek’s emotional range; he struggled with letting go of his bitterness and anger. He had, what future humans would some day call, a 'foul mouth' and a 'sharp tongue'.

Because of his strength and sheer power, many young ladies in the tribe sought after him to sire babies, but Pek never accepted. Pek would be the only one of Rogh's sons not to have any children.

At age 20, Pek suffered what the tribe would call, a noble death. While on guard duty, Pek watched the tribe outside of the cave going about their day, when a Smilodon crept a little too close for comfort to two of his nieces who played nearby, unaware of the animal's presence. He saved the girls, but unfortunately lost his life during the battle with the giant cat.

He would be remembered as a noble warrior among the men, and a saviour to his nieces who would pass on his story to their own children, and their grandchildren for years to come.

[terracomets]

pek mayar! the first of the other four truenorth characters, who are all introduced in book 2. little bio / blurb below as always!

Pek Mayar

Palestinian, He / Him, 25 current Mutant Hunter leader

    A runaway from the Camp. After witnessing something terrible, Pek ran away for fear of being harmed by Caesar for the accident, changed his name and appearance, and hid in the ruins of Reanto for a few days before meeting Pax, the Guardian’s adoptive son. Turning from fidgety and nervous to gentle and strong, Pek is an entirely different person than he was before, training for most of his youth under the Guardian alongside Pax to be Mutant Hunters. He and Pax are extremely close, and have been dating for years. While the Guardian is the true leader of the team, Pek is seen as a successor, Pax having no interest in that title and being content as Pek’s partner. Kind hearted and brave, most of the Survivors admire him, and while Pek appreciates this, he sees himself as a coward for running from his old home during such a terrible time. He wishes to return and fix things by taking down the leader, but he can’t do it alone. When he reunites with an old friend, Emmett Steele, he finally finds the connections he needs; both for himself, and for the sake of his cause.

[skip-comix]

Henry Stickmin & Skip Crossover

A drawing I made based off a Henry Stickmin fan comic my friend made

[fifihunterbakariafrocentric]

Yo wife Dede

Kim guilfoye tella

I’ll say it again, please just grit your teeth and vote for Biden…

[everythingbap]

✈️ Youngjae leaving from Beijing to Incheon | 📸 yeonie

[midnightmoonbeams]

pek drew Pearl and Marina!

From January 16th, 2021

[glamourvillapgw]

Thinks 🤔 change your mind Will you change yourself 😍 with hair colour 🔥 #glamourvilla #redbrown #k #red #redbrownhair #discoverunder #toypoodle #de #fashionblogger #haircolor #balayage #btconeshot #li #shorthair #poodle #redhair #pek #toypoodles #toypoodlelove #behindthechair #yavruk #nails #toypoodlepuppy #rkiye #dog #toypoodlet (at Glamour Villa) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnwsDAjJ2Vr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[for-a-longlongtime]

Prompt suggestion:

AU Frankie Morales/Triple Frontier in space, he needs at least six shots of coffee per day, and that’s before he meets you.

ANY TAKERS?

[princessmoms]

Hello and and happy to celebrate our hitting 3k followers here on the AU blog! (As well as hitting 5k on Instagram!)

Here's a collection of fake screenshots from the Princessmoms animated series that doesn't exist but we sure wish it did!

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Rarity gets a shipment of gemstones from her Diamond Dog business Partner, Pek.

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Ocellus in the middle of a history lesson in with her class at the Ponyville Schoolhouse. After Cheerilee retires, Ocellus takes on the job of teaching the foals of Ponyville.

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A peek into Mayor Starlight's office with dragon-assistant Smolder and personal guard Fizzlepop.

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[magpiepills]

Once and Future

Rating: EXPLICIT 18+ MDNI

Pairing: Frankie Morales x f reader

Word count: 500

Summary: a short but dirty interlude with the pussy eating king, long may he reign.

Warnings: oral f receiving, fingering, Frankie’s curls

A word from the author: Oh nothing, just something I think @legendary-pink-dot might like. Little ode to the hair we all love.

They feel like silk. The smooth strands slip between your fingers, twisting and tangling, warm in your hands.

Frankie knows you like it when his curls are wild are unkempt, a rebellion against his early military days or short cropped hair, he lets it grow.

You love the way it spills out from under his trusty blue cap, mocha, hickory, java, chocolate, walnut, and now hints of silver beginning to thread through Frankie’s hair. Despite the tell-tale sign of his aging, his locks are still thick, still called for you to run your fingers through and tug gently, or scratch lightly at his scalp when you kissed him. He purred when you did, and groaned when you buried your nose in his hair and pressed your body close to his. The smell of his sweat and his shampoo were as good as any cologne.

Frankie tightened his arms around you and maneuvered you to your back. He pulled your hands from his hair and pressed them against the kitchen table he laid you out on and kissed you soundly, devouring your mouth, sucking his way down your neck and across your chest, fighting to tug your tshirt up so he could mouth at your breasts and lave his tongue wetly across your perking nipples.

He squeezed your hips as he kissed down your belly to the waistband of your jeans. He made a frustrated sound as he fumbled with the button and the zipper, his thick fingers rushed and clumsy, but he had them undone and pulled down your thighs before you could stop him or do it yourself. He was too overcome with need to stop, anyway.

He forgot about your sneakers, knocking together now as your ankles crossed and your knees were pressed up and open for him. Without hesitation Frankie buried his face into your pussy. He relished it, the taste, the smell, the way your heat radiated against his face. Sucking and licking, he ate you. He felt crazed, greedy, hungry for more and more.

Beneath him, you squirmed, your body seeking his out, blooming for him, open and welcoming. When two rough fingers ease inside, you clench, soaking him, making him moan.

Until now you’d kept your hands where he put them, he made you want to be obedient for him, but as you felt the heat beginning to spread over your hips and thighs and belly, you grabbed his hair in your fists, keeping him right where you needed him, lips and tongue working diligently against your clit as his thick fingers pumped in and out, a warning of the stretch his cock would be.

Your hips and knees jerked as your orgasm rippled through you, like a seismic wave of pleasure, leaving you panting in its wake.

Frankie licked you carefully, kissing your tender pussy until your body relaxed. He took your hands from his sweat damp curls once more, and told you “turn over.”

[uftadebiri]

Kalbini temiz tut ki, gaybın kapıları sana açılsın. Günah işlemeyi bırakıp, zikir ve tevbe ile Allâh'a dön. Kapıyı ısrarla vurana kapı açılır.

(İbn Ataullah İskenderî Kuddise Sirruh)

[nudefb]

[terracomets]

pek mayar ! another truenorth character

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