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thejazzera · 4 months ago
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Comic strip by Ridgewell
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Almanaque Bertrand, 1934
"What you need is a string to secure your hat, because then even if the wind picks up you know the string will be there to hold it!"
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salesmnan · 3 months ago
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black eyed zombie
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yeah
redraw of this gorillaz artwork i found when scrolling through their wiki gallery for outfit inspo UGHHH I LOVE THIS BAND
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cloveswifey · 2 years ago
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Clingy
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Dad!Tom riddle X Fem!Reader
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"Mommy is mine!" Mattheo, your spirited three-year-old, shouted, pushing Tom's face away from you.
"Excuse me?" Tom feigned offense, placing a hand over his chest dramatically. "She is married to me, little buddy." He proudly displayed your ring on his finger, causing Mattheo to cry in despair. You couldn't help but roll your eyes at your husband's playful antics.
Mattheo had definitely entered that clingy phase. He only wanted you to feed him, hug him, play with him, and put him to sleep. He absolutely despised when Tom even gave you a little peck on the lips, and oh, was Tom having fun teasing your little one.
In the past few days, Mattheo's clinginess seemed to escalate. Not that he wasn't clingy before, but now it had become even more intense. As you tried to cook, his little hands would constantly explore your body, causing him to become upset when Tom was around. In an attempt to scare Tom away, Mattheo would even throw his food at him, which only made Tom laugh even harder.
You gave Tom a knowing look and remarked, "I wonder where he got his bad temper from."
Tom affectionately placed a hand on your growing stomach and whispered against your head, "Let's hope this little one isn't as jealous as his brother."
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eryfnotreal · 1 year ago
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im sorry, this photo looked very hilarious and i couldn't resist redrawing it
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sweetimmoral · 8 months ago
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the gentle shuffling beneath the sheets distracts tom from his reading. he turns to look at the bed. no, stare at the bed, as if his concentration is going to make your sleepy head visible to him like magic.
"tom?" he hears your tiny, sleepy voice call out.
"oh, i'm here" he calls out reassuringly, trying to sound a bit more reassured than how he feels himself. you hummed in response, a smile on your face evident in the tune.
it made his heart skip a beat.
he had never let anyone sleep over in his dingy apartment above burke's. it was more of a cupboard with creaky floors that smelt like old paper and a bit of earl grey. it smelled like tom. you liked that, you told him, and that he needn't be ashamed. the economy is in shambles after the great war, you said as you cupped his face. he could only manage half a smile to respond to that.
in the morning he'd expected you to disappear from his bed. to be gone. and never return.
as he held your face the night before, he was almost reciting his disappointment. ever since he'd met you he'd been waiting for you to leave him. waiting. anxiously. not hoping, no, never hoping. it's just that you're too good, to sweet for someone so cruel and unlovable.
in some twisted metaphor, he felt his cold, long fingers warm up as they soaked some of the warmth of your pretty face. he let himself feel it. the heat. the fact that you were so real, as real as the blood flowing through your body, as real as the part of you he kissed with his tip just moments before. he let his fingers wander down south to feel just how and where he had ruined you. caressing your swollen parts with his dexterous fingers, holding his breath a little when he found his cum there. actual. tangible. there you were. and it was all real.
his hand settled comfortably on your waist after its restless roaming. he didnt want to wake up and witness the guilt he'd feel for going against every principle of his. the giant wall he'd been making around himself had no entrance, then how did you manage to comfortably reside in the broken castle ruins it protected – his heart? at least he could be assured that you would never leave. never.
and he'd resent you for this cruel trespassing forever.
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khierion · 1 year ago
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BANG! BOOM! SPLAT!
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dykeadelix · 8 months ago
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ok so.
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tobalaba · 9 months ago
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Uhm yeah, Peculiar tastes.
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drjimmmy · 2 months ago
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Go for it, Tom!
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my-lil-s1llyme4t · 4 months ago
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- Yo yo yo, a little bit of Future Tom
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LET’S GOOOOO
It’s a request from sub, so yeah ")
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thejazzera · 5 months ago
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Cartoon by Ridgewell
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The maid: "Did I see the boss' suitcase? Yes, I did! I've already put it in the taxi cab to save time!"
The taxi cab driver: "Bad luck, sir, there goes the train!"
Almanaque Bertrand, 1934
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ca661dy · 4 months ago
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irl Tom and Tord, but Tom's beard was gone
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mertan-fake · 6 months ago
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yourr-prince · 10 months ago
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I dunno if ill finish this :) but another scene redraw!!
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kiwikeewan · 7 months ago
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Waiting for the bus
Originally intended to be the chapter cover for chapter 3 of ReDUZ (cool comic I sometimes update that might interest you), but it took me too long to finish on time
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schit4444 · 1 year ago
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Today is my birthday, I am now 16 years old!!
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