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emptymasks · 3 months ago

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They're done! I really want to try and make prints again as it's been years and I've never felt like I was very good at making whole posters. Dipping my toe back in with these silly chibis of each Papa with every Ghoul they've had. Perhaps they can also work as a guide for those wanting to learn all the characters? I added in a fair amount of little references with the Ghoul's poses so it'll be interesting to see what you guys figure out and notice!

The prints are on pre-order and won't ship out until November. I've put up 25 of each to start with but if they get low on stock I'll keep adding more until I have them printed and then it'll be a set amount in stock.

Also a reminder about the stickers of every Ghost Papa and Ghoul that I made earlier this year that are also available as customisable badges! Thank you so much to everyone who already bought them and got Etsy to list them as a 'bestseller' for a while. They're still up and in stock.

EDIT: someone informed me Delta was not in Secondo's era so sorry little water ghoul but he got edited out of that drawing.

Characters featured on the prints and are also available on stickers and badges: Papa Emeritus I / Primo, Papa Emeritus II / Secondo, Papa Emerirus III / Terzo, Papa Emeritus IV / Cardinal Copia, Aether, Air, Alpha / Fire, Aurora, Chain / Water, Cirrus, Cowbell, Cumulus, Delta, Dewdrop / Sodo, Earth, Ifrit, Ivy, Lake, Mist, Mountain, Omega / Quintessence, Pebble, Phantom, Phil / Special Ghoul, Rain, Sunshine, Swiss, Zephy.

I can’t link to my Etsy without risking Tumblr hiding the post from tag search results, but the link is in my pinned post, my carrd, I’m emptymasks on Etsy. Reblogs help support artists more than likes ❤️

[ID: Four landscape drawings, one for each of Ghost's Papas and the Ghouls that were in the band with them while they were the lead singer. Each Papa is in the center with each of their ghouls standings to their sides. Every character has their name written above or below them, on brightly coloured backgrounds for each Papa's robe colour. Also, individual pixel art chibi drawings of 69 characters from various European musicals (listed above) that are available as stickers. These drawings are also available as badges where they are placed inside circles to show what they will look like as physical button badges, some of them with plain colour backgrounds and some with 1-3 different pride flags as examples of how you can customise the backgrounds.]

For those who want to know what the little references in the prints are and don't want to guess, they're under the cut:

Omega can be a stompy boy when he's playing guitar, Alpha likes to throw up peace signs, Air is very found of the rock horns hand symbol, there's one close-up photo of Lake out there where you can clearly see his black sclera contacts and he's doing double 'horns' hand symbol, Mountain infamously takes his shoes off when playing the drums and leaves them on the stage at the site of his drumkit, Dewdrop likes to like.. most things including his guitar and his picks and sometimes his own hand, Pebble liked to hand out his drumsticks at the end of shows by dropkicking them into the crowd, Omega wore a flower tucked into his guitar strap during one show and Terzo constantly flirts with him more than other ghouls, Delta is suspected to be the ghoul that attempted to kick an audience member off stage when they climbed onstage and attempted to kiss Terzo, Zephyr was the only band member and only keyboardist who sat down while playing, the special ghoul played by Tobias wore a nametag 'Phil' in an interview, Swiss constantly is showing all his teethies with his smiles and always wiggling and moving around, Aether and Dewdrop often interact with Dew teasing/bothering Aether, Dew and Rain also often interact with Dew constantly reaching to grab his neck and attempt to kiss him, aaaand I think that's everything I intentionally included other than just generally tried to get the poses and expressions to match the personality we've seen from each ghoul.

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goldfades · 1 month ago

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⟢ ┈ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | NSFW! minors pls dni. plot w/ smut, messy head sesh (joe receiving), cigar mentions, praise and um... nothing else? pretty self indulgent.

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The crowd is electric, buzzing with that rare, palpable energy that comes only when an entire city feels the taste of victory on its tongue.

The stadium lights are still blazing, casting a golden glow over the field, and you can see Joe, helmet off, hair slightly mussed from the game. He looks different tonight—not the quiet, calculating Joe who keeps everything just below the surface. This version of him stands tall, eyes sharp, taking it all in with a sly, almost cocky grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.

You’re swept up in the energy as he walks towards you, chest out, shoulders loose, like he owns the night. His usual restraint is nowhere to be found; every bit of him is reveling in this moment, and it’s as if he knows exactly how everyone is looking at him, yourself included.

The cheers and the chanting blur together, and you feel your pulse match the beat of the stadium around you. He's coming closer, that rare glint in his eye—the kind that says he knows he's good, and tonight, he’s not hiding it. He reaches you, and before you can even say anything, his hands find your hips, pulling you in with a confidence that’s both unexpected and thrilling.

Joe isn’t usually one for public displays, especially after a game when he’s all focus and steady composure, but tonight is different. Tonight, he’s every bit the champion and you can see it in the way he looks at you, like he’s not just savoring the win but the whole world in his hands.

Without a second thought, he cups your face, his touch warm and firm, and his lips crash into yours with a hunger that leaves you breathless. The kiss is fierce, almost possessive, and your heart skips a beat as you realize he doesn’t care that everyone’s watching—that someone, somewhere, probably has their phone out recording this very moment. He’s completely wrapped up in you, and for this one fleeting moment, you’re the only thing that exists.

When he finally pulls back, there’s a smudge of your lipstick on his lips, unmistakable and bold, and he’s got that cocky grin again, wider this time, unbothered by the smear of color. His thumb brushes over your cheek, wiping away a trace of lipstick, his eyes sparking with that rare, unabashed pride.

"Guess I’m taking home two trophies tonight," he murmurs, his voice low, just for you.

His hand stays on your hips, grounding you as you’re both swept up in the exhilaration of the night. The crowd, the lights, the whole stadium could disappear, and it still wouldn’t matter. Joe doesn’t care about anything else—he’s made that clear.

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The club pulses with energy, dark and sleek, lit by flashes of neon lights and thrumming to the bass-heavy beat of music that vibrates up through the floor. The exclusive afterparty is alive with players, coaches, friends, and the lucky few who managed an invite, and you can feel the buzz of victory in the air. It’s thick with the thrill of the win, the endless energy of a city that hasn’t been able to stop talking about Joe and the team since last year’s championship.

Joe’s beside you, his hand never leaving your back as he navigates through the crowd, and he’s still got that spark in his eyes. There’s a looseness to him tonight—a magnetic energy that draws everyone in. He’s in his element, basking in it, tossing back easy laughs with his teammates, tossing friendly jabs at anyone who dares question the next championship he has in mind. Every time someone congratulates him, he pulls you closer, and even though he usually keeps things more private, tonight feels like a night for breaking his own rules.

You’re holding onto his arm, laughing along with him, when his teammate Sam catches sight of the lipstick stain that still lingers faintly on Joe’s mouth.

He raises a brow, grinning wide, and elbows Joe. "Looks like the MVP’s got more than a trophy tonight," Sam jokes, his voice teasing but warm.

Joe doesn’t even bother to wipe it off. Instead, he smirks, pulling you closer with a shrug that radiates easy confidence. "Best accessory, don’t you think?" he says, voice low but loud enough to carry over the music, and his arm slides around your waist, holding you against him like he doesn’t plan on letting go.

You laugh, leaning into him as he glances down at you, that cocky spark in his eyes making your pulse race. Joe has always been cool, confident, but tonight there’s something different about him—a unrestrained pride that makes you feel like you’re standing in the middle of something unforgettable.

“Careful,” you tease, looking up at him, your voice playful. “Keep that attitude up, and they’re going to start thinking you’re actually enjoying the attention.”

He chuckles, a low sound that only you can hear. “Guess I might be, just a little,” he admits, brushing his thumb over your cheek. “It’s not every day you get to win back-to-back championships. Gotta let myself enjoy it for once, right?”

Before you can answer, Ja’Marr sidles up beside him, grinning from ear to ear. He’s got that same victorious look in his eyes and you can tell he’s been looking forward to this moment just as much as Joe has. Reaching into his pocket, Ja’Marr pulls out a fat cigar, extending it to Joe with a knowing smirk.

“Time for a victory smoke, QB,” Ja’Marr says, his voice light but laced with pride. “You earned it.”

Joe takes the cigar, turning it over in his hands as if considering it, then lets out a low, appreciative laugh. He glances at you with a grin. “Guess we’re going all out tonight, huh?”

You nod, leaning up to kiss his cheek, and his hand finds your waist again as he turns back to Ja’Marr. “Thanks, man,” Joe says, clapping his friend on the shoulder. “Couldn’t have done it without you.”

Ja’Marr shakes his head, feigning modesty. “Nah, tonight’s all you, bro. I just happened to be along for the ride.” He steps back, lifting his own glass in a toast, and the whole crew around you does the same, echoing the sentiment as they raise their drinks.

“To Joey,” Ja’Marr calls, his voice carrying over the music. “And to running this city two years straight!”

The crowd roars in agreement, and Joe raises the cigar in salute before flashing that unrestrained smile again, lighting it up with a satisfied exhale. He takes a slow, deliberate drag, letting the smoke curl lazily from his lips as he relaxes back against the booth, pulling you close beside him.

“You know,” he says, glancing at you with a grin that’s both relaxed and intoxicatingly self-assured, “could get used to this whole king-of-the-city thing. But only if you’re here with me.”

“Think I could make that work,” you reply, smiling as you tuck yourself against him, his arm solid and warm around you.

Joe leans back in the booth, his arm still looped around you, his blue eyes sharp and unmistakably bold as he exhales a long, lazy stream of smoke. There’s a cocky tilt to his mouth, something magnetic that holds your gaze, and when he catches you staring, that grin only deepens.

“You look a little too comfortable holding court like this,” you say, smirking, leaning into him just enough that your knee brushes his.

He gives you a look that makes your stomach flip, tilting his head as he takes another drag from the cigar, never breaking eye contact. “I think I’m right where I’m supposed to be tonight,” he murmurs, his voice low and smooth, just loud enough for you to hear over the noise.

The way he says it, like he owns the moment—and maybe you, too—sends a thrill down your spine. You lift your chin, refusing to look away, feeling the tension spark like electricity between you.

“You sure you can handle the attention?” you challenge, arching a brow. “I don’t remember you being one for the spotlight.”

“Oh, I can handle it,” he replies, voice dripping with confidence. He leans in, close enough that you can feel the heat radiating off him, his lips a mere breath away from yours. “Question is, can you?”

His eyes are dark, daring, and you feel his hand press against your waist, fingers brushing the bare skin where your shirt rides up slightly. The club is hot, noisy, and every beat of the music seems to pulse between you, building the tension.

Before you can answer, he leans in even closer, his mouth hovering by your ear. “Because from where I’m sitting,” he murmurs, “you’re looking at me like you’re ready to break a few of my rules tonight.”

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And that's how you ended up back at the hotel, on your knees, looking up at Joe like he was the only thing that mattered. The room is quiet now, a stark contrast to the pulsing energy of the club, but the silence makes everything feel sharper, more charged. The dim lights cast a soft glow over him, highlighting the confidence that radiates off him with every breath, every small movement.

He’s standing there, looking down at you, his eyes dark, studying you with that intensity that makes your heart race. There’s a cocky, satisfied smile playing at the corner of his lips—a hint of pride that you can’t help but want to unravel. You can see the subtle rise and fall of his chest, his breathing steady, controlled, even though you know he’s feeling every second of this as much as you are.

Joe’s hand lingers on your face, tilting your chin up just a bit more as he watches you, his eyes tracing every detail like he wants to commit it to memory.

Your hands worked on his belt as he let out a quiet groan and he doesn’t stop you, lets you take control for a moment, and the way his breath catches in his chest makes something inside you stir. He’s always the confident one, the one who stays in control, but tonight, in this space, everything feels different. It’s like he’s giving you the freedom to move, to touch, to test just how far you can push him.

“God,” he mutters, his hand sliding from your face to the back of your neck, his fingers curling just lightly around it, like he’s marking his place, claiming it without saying a word. His thumb gently strokes over your skin, sending a pulse of heat through you as you finish loosening his belt.

The moment the buckle comes free, you pull him closer, your fingers tracing his waistband as you look up at him, your lips just a breath away from where he needed you most. His chest rises and falls rapidly now, a sign that you’re getting to him, that the tension is starting to break.

He leans down slightly, his breath hot against your ear, voice low and rough. “You know, you could make me forget the whole damn night with just a single move.”

You smile, a slow, teasing thing, as you drag your hands down to his bulge, feeling the muscles in his stomach tighten in anticipation. There’s a challenge in his eyes, a dare, but you don’t rush, taking your time, letting every moment hang between you like a promise. The way he’s watching you, waiting for your next move, only makes the tension between you more intense.

Joe’s gaze darkens even more, the intensity turning almost possessive as his hand sliding into your hair again, gently pulling you up to meet his lips in a kiss that’s every bit as hungry and desperate as it is passionate. He’s pulling you closer and you can feel the weight of him, the heat of his body, as he presses you back on the floor.

“You have no idea how much I want you right now,” he breathes against your lips, his voice low, full of need. The way he says it, like he can’t hold back, makes you ache with want. He falls back on a chair behind him, his eyes full of need. You know exactly what he wants as he spreads his thighs.

“Come on, baby. Give me what I want,” he urges breathlessly as you find your way in between his thighs.

Your hands slide back to his thighs, fingers brushing against the hard lines of his body, and you can feel his chest rising and falling with every breath he takes.

You finally pull off his underpants, freeing his hardened length. He lets out a breath as his hand pulls your hair into a makeshift ponytail. Joe doesn't wait any longer, he pushes you downward until your lips meet his warm tip.

“Taking your time, huh?” he murmurs, his voice rough with desire, a hint of impatience flickering in his eyes as he watches every movement you make. There’s a slight smirk on his lips, but it fades quickly as you press a little closer, opening your mouth to finally take him.

He lets out a guttural groan as his grip tightens in your hair. The taste of him is intoxicating, you couldn't help but let out a sound of your own. Your lips wrap around his thick cock effortlessly, taking him slowly.

Joe wasn't in the slow mood, though. His grip in your hair didn't loosen as he began moving your head in his own accord, your muffled moans egging him on. The tip of his cock hit the back of your throat, making you gag as your fingers scratched his thigh instinctively.

“That's it, baby,” he groaned breathlessly. “Take my cock, just like that.”

Your jaw was already sore, your chin was dripping with a mix of your saliva and his pre-cum but somehow you still relished in this. Your eyes were watering as you tried to keep them open, watching Joe's every expression and hearing every sound. Every praise that left his mouth spurred you on, your mouth sliding up and down his wet cock.

And despite the mess you've made, Joe still thought you were the sexiest woman alive. He couldn't look at you any longer, because he swore he would just cum at the mere sight. You slipped off his cock, your tongue flicking his tip as you caught your breath. You slowly took him back in, humming at the feeling of being so full.

His hand tightened in your hair as his head fell back on the chair, his mouth slightly open as he groaned. “Oh fuck, yeah. Keep going,” he grunted. “Gonna cum, fuck.”

Before you could even react, his cum filled your mouth as you moaned around his cock. You tried your best to swallow all of it before you slipped off, your chest rising up and down. Looking up at Joe, he wore a fucked-out expression, all his previous cockiness had softened into something raw and unguarded.

His head is tilted back against the chair, a lazy smile tugging at his lips as he tries to catch his breath, his gaze finding yours with a look that’s equal parts amazement and satisfaction. The flicker of dim hotel light casts shadows across his face, highlighting his features in a way that makes him look almost softer, stripped down to just Joe, without the bravado and the public image.

He lets out a breathless laugh, running a hand through his hair, which is now mussed and a little wild. “Think you just ruined me,” he murmurs, voice still thick, a slight rasp lingering from the exertion.

His hand reaches down, fingers grazing your shoulder before sliding up to brush against your cheek, his touch unexpectedly gentle as he takes in every inch of you with that slightly dazed, contented gaze.

You smile, a satisfied warmth spreading through you as you sit back, watching him collect himself, looking at him in this quiet, vulnerable moment. “Maybe I just wanted to see if I could,” you reply, voice raspy with an edge of pride. You know the effect you’ve had on him, and the thrill of it lingers in the air between you, sparking like the last remnants of a fire.

Joe chuckles, his fingers trailing lightly along your jaw, then down to your chin, where he tilts your face up to meet his eyes fully. “Oh, trust me,” he says, his gaze darkening again, though now softened with something deeper, “you’ve got me right where you want me.” He leans forward, his lips brushing yours in a soft, almost tender kiss that lingers longer than you expect, as if he wants to savor the moment. He could taste himself on your tongue, making his ego skyrocket.

For a minute, neither of you speaks. There’s just the sound of your breaths mingling, his other hand slips up to tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear and he gives you this look that makes your heart race all over again, even after everything that just happened.

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tommydarlings · 1 year ago

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Sweet little angel | m.v

pairing: mean!dom!max x sub!reader

warnings: smut, possessive behaviour, chocking, dacryphilia, orgasm denial

w/c: 1.1k

summary: Your boyfriend doesn’t like the fact that you’re so nice and sweet to his rivals, so he shows you how good girls like you should get treated. (based off of this request!)

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“Wait! I pick it up for you!” You said with a wide smile before you jogged over to Daniel, quickly picking the cap he just dropped back up, kindly handing it to him.

Daniel flashed you his infamous smile, “Thank you y/n!” He said as he happily took the cap out of your small hands.

You only smiled before you noticed how your boyfriend — max, watched the two of you with dark eyes, arms crossed over his chest as he tilted his head and adjusted his own redbull cap before you walked over to you.

But before he was able to reach your standing figure in the redbull garage, Carlos suddenly stood by your side, unintentionally blocking max's way,

“Y/n, I’m so sorry to ask you that stupid question but could you maybe help me with the zipper here? I just can’t get it and maybe you can get it easier with your smaller fingers.”

You giggled and smiled before you bit your lip and focused on helping him with the zipper of his racing suit.

After a few attempts, you got it while standing so close to him as your small fingers worked on getting his racing suit zipped up, his chin almost touching the top of your head as he stared down at you.

“Here you go, Carlos,” you mumbled before you patted his chest, stepping away from him as he thanked you and went back to the Ferrari garage.

You turned around and quickly caught the gaze of your boyfriend simply standing there with his arms crossed, looking at you like a hunter looking at it's prey.

You furrowed your brows and gulped before you took slowly steif towards him, “Maxie, baby? What’s wrong?” You asked.

He raised his brows, “what’s wrong?” He asked in a quiet tone to not draw any attention to the two of you, “you’re seriously asking-, you know what?, c'mere,” he spat at you before he harshly grabbed your wrist and walked with you in a fast pace towards his drivers room.

You gasped as he basically threw you into the room, slamming the door behind him,

“Sit down,” he demanded as he pointed at the small couch in the room.

Nervously and with a confused expression, you sat down as you looked up at him with big eyes, playing with your fingers as he stared down into your eyes.

Max angrily bit his inner cheek, “you act so innocent, like an angel… but we both know you’re far from being an angel,” he quietly spat at you, making tears enter your eyes while you bit your lip, knee bouncing up and down as you removed your gaze from his intimating one.

You heard your boyfriend sigh, “Eyes. on. me,” he demanded in a deep tone, arms still crossed over his chest before you gulped and looked up at the redbull driver again.

“Sorry,” you apologised quietly with tears in your eyes, “Max, I’m-” but max cut you off, swiftly placing his hand on your cheeks, lightly squeezing them as he leaned forward,

“Sorry won’t fix it now,” max whispered with raised brows as your bottom lip slightly trembled, “It won’t,” he repeated quietly but deeply.

You gulped, “but what did I do wrong?” You dared to ask in a hush tone as his hand glided down your throat, roughly squeezing it as he heard your question.

“Oh no,” max mumbled with slightly furrowed brows, “is my pretty little angel so dumb? Doesn’t she know she’s done wrong, hmm?” He asked teasingly, other hand brushing some of your hair out of your face.

You gulped again and sniffled a couple of times before he caressed your now tears stained cheek, speaking up again,

“Guess I have to remind her, huh?”

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You gasped and whined as max harshly thrusted into you, bending your legs so that your knees weee almost touching your ears as he secured his palms behind your head, forcing you to look up at him.

“You like t-that don’t you?” The Dutch driver asked you, nodding his head along his words as his thrust got faster, making your eyes roll unkt the back of your head, “knew you would like that — pretty little innocent looking angels like you always like the dirty stuff don’t they?” Max said in a quiet tone.

You only nodded as your whines got louder while he was busy with caressing your cheeks with his thumbs.

“Tell me how good it feels, c‘mon,” he demanded with raised brows as he waited for you to speak up, after stuttering for a few seconds, you managed to say something,

“S-So good,” you wildly nodded as he still held your head in place, foreheads almost touching each other as he almost entirely removed himself from you before he thrusted himself back into you in a rough pace, “so good, g-god!” You shrieked.

Max licked his lips as he smirked, biting his inner cheek as he visibly bit back a laugh, “Yeah?” He said in a breathy undertone, making you nod.

You gasped before you answered, hands reaching up up to tightly get a hold of his wrists, “Y-Yeah,” you said in a high pitched tone, fingers squeezing his skin.

The young redbull driver looked down at your hands squeezing his wrists, quickly leaning down and giving your wrists a tiny peck before he whispered in your ear,

“Good girl don’t always get treated nicely, baby — you should know after being with me for almost a year already,” he told you before he surprisingly pulled out, still forcing you to bend your legs, not giving you the simple opportunity to close them and relief you from the pain.

“N-No!” You gasped before he let go of your head, letting you drop down onto the couch with a light thud as he stared down at you with the same dark eyes from before.

You threw your head back, “F-Fuck!,” you cursed in a breathy undertone as you squeezed your eyes shut, letting the tears roll down your heated cheeks.

Max leaned himself forward, softly running his mouth along your ear, letting his lips also run along the side of your neck a couple of times,

“Since when does my little angel curse, huh?” He smirked with slightly furrowed brows.

You were only able to gasp for air as he slowly laid your legs back down onto the couch and slowly placed his big hand around your throat again, lightly squeezing it as he looked down at you,

“Next time you’re being so nice to any of my rivals, I remind you right in front of them, got it?”

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imsoquarky · 2 months ago

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Still in Shock

I mostly finished this piece back in September, but came back and did the shading a few days ago! I missed my boys and kinda changed up the way I drew them. When it comes to movie aftermath stuff, kinda love any AUs for long lasting injuries, and mine have Raph losing his right eye and Leo losing his right leg.

(The TV in the background was going to be some kinda monitor or whatever, but I could not figure out how they worked and had no clue what to put on it for a 16 y/o, sleeping, injured turtle boy.) ♠️ - ♣️ - ♥️ - ♦️

HEY, GUESS WHAT!

Gonna be streaming myself play Mouthwashing on Youtube tomorrow at 6:30pm CST! I'd be happy to see y'all there ^^

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Might start cutting out the endcard from my posts, makes it easier and all my social media is on my carrd anyway :P

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starrzies · 2 months ago

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★Sentinel Prime Charm! [Interest Check]★

Poll Below!! Let me Know If You're Interested!!

These are NOT preorders! These will be released when I have the charms in hand and I'm ready to start shipping!! However, to gauge how many I would like to buy I am doing an interest check to make an educated guess!! Please note, the watermarks will NOT be on the official keychains, don't worry!

FINISHED CHARM WILL LOOK MUCH BETTER AND FULLY RENDERED! This is simply a concept so I can gain results AS I finish up the art! Thank you~

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There Will 2 Options for The Charm!

Charm Details:

$15 USD (Includes Shipping and Handling fees | For EITHER Design)

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Star Hook Clasp

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dun9eons · 8 months ago

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a/n: hiiiii kyoko x fem reader smut !! im cooking rn im literally so feral for kyoko cus like imagine her girl cock sliding in and out of me like its her last day 🙁

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summary: It was love at first sight with your substitute teacher, you may have gone too far.. 👀

CW (18+): smut, dub-con, semi-public, futa / girlcock, wlw

words: 2.2k

her favorite student

It was just a normal school day, same old same old. I headed to roll call every morning expecting the same words to come out of my teachers mouth about some announcements or school events I know I won't ever go to, I guess I'm just really lazy.

Today was different though, I had a new substitute for history class, I couldn't really care less though, assuming it was just some old clueless teacher who doesn't know what they're doing.

That wasn't the case.

My ears perked up to the sound of my teacher's voice saying it was a new, young teacher.

I was a bit disappointed, hoping I would just have history class as a free period, but since it's a young teacher, I guess they know a thing or two about respect.

The bell rings, signaling the end of roll call, with many people moving to their respective classes.

It was a coincidence I had history first, so I could see the new young teacher.

I waited against the wall with my friend, waiting for everyone to come so the teacher could lead us inside.

I then suddenly heard the tapping of heels in the walkway, it was so loud, but no one seemed to point it out.

I peaked my head out, stunned at the sight.

It was a tall beautiful lady with luscious lavender hair along with a braid on the side supported by a black ribbon with purple eyes complementing her fair pale skin.

She was wearing boots with heels, a black sleek skirt with a white work shirt and a black tie.

God she was so pretty.

After a minute or two, she then signaled my class inside.

We then took our respective assigned seats and sat waiting for her instruction.

"Hello class, as you know, I am your sub for today as your usual history teacher isn't here. Please call me Ms. Kirigiri, and don't hesitate to put your hand up if you need any help."

Her voice is so mesmerizing, I could hear her repeat that sentence everyday, it's unfortunate that we only have her for today.

I swiped those thoughts away, unpacking my back to bring out my book and pen, although a good looking teacher, still boring, same work. Which was.

I was pretty good at history, but a certain question stumbled on me. I didn't want to embarrass myself, but I had to get this work done, I can't handle work not being finished, I needed everything to be finished.

I raised my hand up, Ms Kirigiri then walked slowly up to me.

I eyed her waist and her his, the way it swayed to either side was distracting me too much, I didn't even notice the blush on my face until she spoke up.

"What do you need help with dear?"

She said that with a raspy voice as she slithered her arm onto my shoulder which instantly sent shivers down my spine, which isn't helping as my blush just grew redder.

"I-I uh.. Just need help with this question.."

I pointed at the question I was struggling on, not really expecting the teacher to know, but to my surprise, she was pretty helpful.

She was kind of rubbing the side of my arm, and my shoulders, I don't know If that made me excited or nervous, there wasn't an in between.

She was explaining the process of how to get to the answer, but for the first time, I couldn't really care less. My elbows were on the table, my head resting on my hand as I just kind of stared at her, thinking some really.. Weird thoughts.

She's so mesmerizing, I wanted her to do things to me that I could never say in front of people, even my closest friends.

I forced myself to snap back to reality as I continued onto my work, breezing through and pretty surprised with myself since the working out she explained really helped.

I was way into my work, not noticing the time till Ms Kirigiri spoke up.

"Class, please pack up as there are 5 minutes left till the bell rings for break."

I sighed, thank god it was an early day. I continued packing my back as I stood up and waited behind my chair, having a little small talk with my friends around me.

The bell rang, me and my other classmates went towards the door.

"Ah, sorry. I apologize but may y/n stay back for a while?"

I froze in place, slowly walking back towards the class, my friends waving me by as they say they'll wait for me at their spot.

My breath was shaky, Ms Kirigiri closed and locked the door.She then sat down on her chair, looking at me with her purple eyes. I could never tell what she was thinking about. It sent shivers down my spine.

I was asking myself questions I couldn't answer myself, I was praying to god I didn't do anything wrong to cause the reason for me staying back.

"So uhm.. Ms Kirigiri, Why am I staying back?"

She crossed a leg over another. I could see the grin forming on her face, which made me even more nervous.

"We'll need to talk about your behavior y/n, but first.."

She trailed off, she then uncrossed her legs and used her hand to pat her lap.

"C'mere."

I could see a spark in her eye, it was filled with lust.

I hesitated but I started to walk slowly towards her, carefully sitting myself down onto her lap.

I don't know If I was nervous or excited, I just wanted to get out of here as soon as I can. So I just complied to whatever she's telling me.

"So.. U-Uhm.. What about my behavior? Did I do anything wrong..?"

I said shyly, trying hard to keep some composure.

"My my.. Y/N perhaps you forgot? I've seen the way you were looking at me during class."

My breath hitched, shit.. I never really thought she would have found out or even pointed it out. I really have to think of an excuse to get out of this since I don't want to get in trouble.

"I- er.. I was just making normal eye contact. It's respectful to make eye contact with whoever is speaking."

I sighed, hoping Ms Kirigiri would just let me off now. I didn't want this situation to escalate, but at the same time I didn't really want to leave. I'm sitting on this beautiful lady's lap, who would want to leave?

"Don't act clueless Y/N..~"

I felt her breath against my ear, her hands slowly sliding up my hip towards my waist.

"Ms Kirigiri.. W-What are you doing..? This is so.."

I trailed off, not continuing my sentences at the thought of my wrong wording can make the situation I'm in worse than it already is.

"You owe me an apology y/n."

She whispered against my ear, instantly turning red, her breath was so warm.

"I-I'm sorry Ms Kirigiri.."

She scoffed, her hands tightening around my waist, making me unable to escape her grasp.

"You call that an apology? I'll show you how to apologize properly."

I started squirming whilst on top of her lap, her hands still wrapped tightly around my waist I could barely move.

She then raised me up, putting me back down onto her lap, now looking towards her.

"Since you like eye contact so much, just keep your eyes on me."

I nodded, I have no words to say. I bit my lip in anticipation, awaiting her next move.

She then slid her skirt and her underwear down a little, just enough to let her hardened cock spring free from it's confines.

My eyes widened at the sight of it, it was pretty big, about 7 inches and girthy.

I swallowed hard, this was way too much for me to handle, but something about it just left me wanting more.

I was then snapped out of my thoughts as I felt Ms Kirigiri slide my skirt and underwear off, tossing them to the side somewhere.

It was embarrassing, I was really wet at this point. I felt her staring, it was uncomfortable, but I was getting hot and bothered at this point, the lust and desire was taking over quicker then intended.

"Wet already huh?"

She teased, she wasn't wrong. I could definitely feel myself getting wetter by the passing time, but I didn't want to look down.

Fucking hell, her cock was just calling out my name, it was just standing up right with no contact.

I decided whether to just pleasure myself with the time we have, so I took the chance.

I lifted myself as I positioned myself, my pussy just hovering over her cock. I held onto her shoulder for support, I never knew I wanted this. I never knew I was like this, but fuck, I needed her so badly.

I then lowered myself onto her cock, silently cursing at the sudden pain of something pretty big entering inside.

"Fuck.. Y/N you're so tight."

She said, her voice hoarse and filled with lust.

It was fine, since the pain was slowly turning into pleasure as Ms Kirigiri guided me throughout the way, she was guiding my waist as I was slowly bouncing on her.

I wrapped my arms around her neck as I continued riding her. I was pathetically whimpering and moaning her name out, I couldn't even care less if anyone heard me. I cared more about the pleasure I was receiving more than anything.

"I.. I'm so close ngh- M-Ms Kirigiri..!"

She picked up her speed, basically forcing me to slam myself down onto her. The noises of skin slapping together and moans filled the room, It was getting blurry. I can't even think or say anything without mumbling something incoherent.

"Fuck.. Y/N, I'm close as well.."

A moment later, I came, Ms Kirigiri hadn't come yet, but she was still lifting me and slamming me down onto her cock, but this time more slowly.

She suddenly then pulled out, cumming all over my and her stomach. It was a messy white mess.

I panted heavily for air, I don't know why, but I wanted more.

The last remaining bits of cum stringed from her tip, her cock twitching every time.

"Haah.. You did good y/n, you're free to go if you'd like, you have about 3 minutes of lu-"

I then suddenly pulled Ms Kirigiri's tie, forcing her to be closer to me as our lips crashed together.

It was passionate, gradually getting more needy with each passing second, but then I pulled away.

"Uhm, would it be okay for us to.. Do something like this again..?"

I asked sheepishly, as she looked at me again, those eyes filled with lust.

"Well, perhaps. There's another class coming in here. So how about you hide under my desk for me then?"

I nodded as I hurriedly climbed under Ms Kirigiri's desk, it was a bit cramped, but I doubt whoever passes by can even see me.

A while later, the bell rang, I was still cramped up under my teacher's desk, I heard footsteps and the sounds of talking whilst students entered the room.

Ms Kirigiri talked, introducing herself and sitting back down after the class was busy with their work.

She leaned back on her chair so her eyes could be fixed on me, I gave her the thumbs up signaling I was ready.

She grinned, immediately getting my signal as she slowly and carefully pulled her skirt down, it was a bit amusing that she was already hard again.

She wrapped her hand around the base of her cock, guiding it towards my mouth.

Her tip was pushed against my lips, I reluctantly opened my mouth as I slowly started taking the tip of her cock.

I could barely hear her, but she definitely moaned softly. I knew she was trying hard to suppress her lewd noises in front of her class, which made me smile.

I was about halfway through her cock, bobbing my head up and down at a safe pace.

I gagged as I felt her hand push down the back of my head, forcing me to take her whole, I gagged and let a few tears trickle down the side of my face.

"Fuck.."

She groaned quietly.

I could tell she was close on how much she was tensing up, so I pulled my head away from her and instead used my hand to stroke her.

I grinned as I whispered, "Cum for me Ms Kirigiri.."

It wasn't long until she finally came all over my mouth and chest. It was going to be hard to clean off, but other than that, the pleasure was enough for me to be satisfied.

I looked up at her with a soft smile.

She then grabbed a pen from a drawer and started writing on a piece of paper.

A moment later, she handed me a folded piece of paper.

I opened it as it read, "You're my favorite student."

She was now my favorite teacher.

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graveyardzhift · 1 year ago

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since i’m actually thinking about it today, i’m gonna talk about my very not-canon-compliant fake Mario & Luigi fangame

LINK TO THE CARRD WITH MORE INFO AND ART!!!

it’s viewed better on pc but im not stopping you

yea i know what you’re thinking and i PROMISE THERE IS A REASON FOR MAGICALLY BRINGING BACK ALL OF THE VILLAINS (it’s also because i miss them but there is a legit reason)

here’s where it gets long, so if you hate reading:

TL;DR, Alien kingdom is destroyed except for the king (King Galivus), his daughter (Princess Europa) and the royal advisor (Obriel). Galivus is separated from the two and doesn’t actually know they’re alive. The king speedruns thru like 4 stages of grief but he can’t accept this so he wants to rebuild his entire kingdom DIRECTLY on top of the Mushroom Kingdom.

oh and he’s only there in the first place because to rebuild his kingdom he needs dark energy and magic which he gets from reanimating the previous m&l villains since their souls are a potent source of dark magic. he promises them a new and better world (and a second chance at fighting the Mario Bros.) but in the end he’s only going to use them for their power to get back his family and his subjects and then discard them

bowser is the only one that isnt coerced into king galivus’ bullshit so he the bros team up with the princess of voidspell to stop her dad from destroying the world yadda yadda

yeah, that was the tldr now get ready for the big guns (longer and more detailed version)

King Galivus (new guy beside Fawful in the image) was once the noble king of a distant kingdom out in space, the Voidspell Kingdom. That is, until it was destroyed by a rogue Starswallower; colossal space wyrms closely related to Blarggs that are thought of as deities across the galaxy. Galivus was thought to be the only survivor, and so he reluctantly fled through a portal before he could be caught in the falling debris. This coincidentally led him all the way across space to— you guessed it— the Mushroom Kingdom.

Before he arrived, Galivus rashly decided that he would bring back his fallen kingdom at any cost. For that, he would need a tremendous amount of dark energy. Which is why he headed directly to the Mushroom Kingdom— he had picked up on such a powerful energy signal, and a dark one at that. It was clear, this was the place to rebuild. The energy signal is actually remnants of Mario’s past foes, Cackletta, Fawful, The Shroob Princesses, and Antasma. Their very souls are brewing with dark energy, a perfect source of power. With all this magic combined, it would be enough to rebuild the entirety of Voidspell AND bring back Galivus’ loved ones.

So, he does the sensible thing, and uses his Twisted Staff to revive each villain. Some are reluctant to go along with his scheme, and others are ecstatic to be alive/in working order again and will gladly go along with Galivus’ plan. In exchange for their cooperation, he promises a nice little spot for them in his new world… and another chance at exacting their revenge on the Mario Bros.

What Galivus wasn’t aware of, was that there were two other survivors; the royal advisor and the princess of Voidspell, Galivus’ own daughter. They had escaped to the Mushroom Kingdom in a separate portal, out of Galivus’ reach. The queen and the rest of the castle’s inhabitants had been lost, but with Princess Europa alive, there was a chance at bringing Galivus back down to earth and stopping his selfish acts. She and the royal advisor, Obriel, seek out Mario and Luigi to help stop Galivus from destroying the Mushroom kingdom, its neighboring countries, and possibly the entire planet.

Also, Queen Jaydes certainly isn’t happy about Cackletta (and the rest of the villains, but mostly her cuz she’s died like two times now) being let off the hook so easily. Her and the bean witch definitely still have beef with each other.

There’s probably a lot that I missed or haven’t written down yet, but that’s most of it!! If you’ve taken the time to read all that, i love you <3 HAHAHA

#bones talks #my art #mario and luigi #oc #cackletta #super mario #princess shroob #elder princess shroob #antasma #fawful #mario and luigi rpg #Villain’s Reprise #mario oc #oc: king galivus

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ender--slime · 2 months ago

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random little merch update i guess:

merch items will never take Creative Priority over my silly projects like cookiefish or the analog horror or video essays or Out of Game/Save Game or one off things like the puppet show. or even just Generally Drawing and Animating. but it is my job!! so it takes some form of priority! but that doesn’t mean i can’t have fun with it!

in terms of small merch items, i’m currently working on migrating all of my stuff from etsy to the same BigCartel that the captcha bags are currently on. this involves taking nicer photos of everything and bumping the prices down since etsy just straight up steals the money of sellers and i won’t have to worry about that anymore on bigcartel!

new stuff is also on the way! i have some Genesis Frog quicksand shaker charms being made, some Mettaton CD charms, and i’ll probably make some charms of my Mayor sticker because there needs to be more Mayor merch in the world. once the dave polaroid drawings are all done i’m gonna print those and have those as a fun polaroid set, like the ones on the omori merch site! ive got a general mettaton drop planned as well, including the CD charms but also some normal acrylic charms, some poster prints, and some other stuff! i’ve also got some handmade stuff in the works, small homestuck trinkets for display (that i think are quite funny) and cute little hand sewn dice bags themed after characters and HS aspects!

in terms of Big Merch. of course the pink and purple bags are still being made!! just waiting on those, but they should be all done soon and then i get 500 bags in my house to ship out one by one :p EEK

i have the blue and yellow samples now, and those come right after i’ve shipped out every pink and purple one!

i also have the consort pastel sweater and the horrorterror black sweater! i have the consort one already, and i’m currently getting a sample made for the horrorterror one. i honestly have no clue whennnn i will be able to open preorders for those because i’ll have to slot them in between bag drops (blue and yellow and then. black and red or whatever other mystery color i choose for that one. and then pink and purple again)… but i’ll figure that out!

and then after those. hoo boy. i have another piece of apparel in the works… non homestuck this time!! it’s an undertale thing that ISNT mettaton! i can do other things!! see!! it’ll be both a button up short sleeved shirt and a nice pullover sweater. but i have a bad bad habit of taking on tooooo many projects at once (i am the most stressed and depressed guy of all time right now) so that one comes LATER. Later. we will get to it when we get to it!! after all these other thangs

so ya!! projects on projects on projects cuz i gotta pay bills but if i become a “content creator” i’ll [REDACTED] so!! i’m excited about all of these! these will all be fun even tho they are stressful :)

and ofc my other non merch projects. my normal art stuff. will continue forever and ever !!!!

i don’t really have a good pinned post describing who i am and what i do, or even a decent website (i have a carrd i guess) that puts all of my projects in one place. so i’m currently working on a funky website as well! so hopefully soon all of the stuff i make will be in one spot for ease of uh. looking at them HEHEHE

#funtime speaks

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n3on-graveston3s-calling · 2 months ago

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So I started a new project.

Neither one is live yet, & won't be for some time, still, as I'm still working on editing & putting all the information together, but guess who's making a multi-carrd project explaining the lore for Twenty One Pilots, starting with Blurryface & ending with the Clancy World Tour?

#twenty one pilots #twenty øne piløts #twenty one pilots lore #sacred municipality of dema #blurryface

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dreambonesgames · 3 months ago

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Hello, maybe you already noticed (or not) but I decided to make everything I’ve done in the past years private (here my previous blog, gameblog, and side blogs).

I don’t know if this is temporal or permanent, tbh it feels like a permanent thing to me.

It was a good run, 17 years of constantly trying to push my work online, to improve my skills, practice nonstop, try different new things, keep pushing no matter what, can’t say I didn’t try, I know few people as stubborn, but at some point I have to accept it is getting nowhere and I can only fool myself for so long.

I still don’t know what I’ll do with the rest of my social media, for now I’m keeping Instagram for game updates, Bluesky for 18+ art, Deviantart for nostalgia and Patreon for extra stuff.

To those of you that have been following for long and short, that interacted in any way and enjoy my silly work and characters, thank you, and sorry.

But for now, I guess I’ll see you when I publish the next game.

Be good and good luck.

What a way to finish this hell of a year.

My Carrd

#See ya

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dreambones · 3 months ago

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Hello, maybe you already noticed (or not) but I decided to make everything I’ve done in the past years private (here my previous blog, gameblog, and side blogs).

I don’t know if this is temporal or permanent, tbh it feels like a permanent thing to me.

I still don’t know what I’ll do with the rest of my social media, for now I’m keeping Instagram for game updates, Bluesky for 18+ art, Deviantart for nostalgia and Patreon for extra stuff.

To those of you that have been following for long and short, that interacted in any way and enjoy my silly work and characters, thank you, and sorry.

But for now, I guess I’ll see you when I publish the next game.

Be good and good luck.

What a way to finish this hell of a year.

My Carrd

#see ya

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mycupofteafanzine · 1 year ago

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My Cup of Tea contributor announcement: part 2!

We are excited to share our list of writers and cosplayers in the zine! You can also find our artists here. See below the cut for links to their socials and their answers to the question: Why do you love Martin?

Writers

milkteamoon | tumblr Ao3

I really love how contradictorily human he is! He's a little guy. He's kind of a bitch. He wants so badly to be the sensitive artist type and yet will encourage murder against those whom he perceives to have wronged him at the drop of a hat. He's incredibly kissable and should be kissed by anyone and everyone, I think, for his health.

crescenttwins | tumblr carrd

Martin is this lovely exploration of a person who is deeply affected by trauma but still ends up able to be kind at the end of it.

Morning Softness | tumblr

He’s just such a great complex character. He does his absolute best in a job he’s not at all qualified for, determined to go above and beyond so no one will complain about his work ethic, even when the demands placed on him are ridiculous or dangerous. He’s anxious but he’s also brave and stubborn. He’s jealous and bitter and petty and sarcastic. He’s kind and optimistic and gentle. He’s a poet. He’s incredibly practical, and is better at showing care to others through his actions than his words. He holds onto guilt because he’s convinced it helps him do better. He tries so hard to be needed because he thinks it’s the only way anyone would want him, and he feels like it would be manipulative of him to expect or even want anything in return. He makes an effort to care about others and help in any way he can, even though it is an effort, even when it isn’t returned.

Pine | tumblr

In "Big Picture," Martin says to Simon Fairchild "I think our experience of the universe has value. Even if it disappears forever." I think it may be the most hopeful statement in TMA (not that it has a great deal of competition!), and I thought about it a lot while season five was airing. (And I love, too, how Martin may have been a hypocrite about it, unwilling to let the universe disappear.)

Saint | tumblr Ao3

Golly gee what a question. I guess the biggest thing is I love how full of seemingly diametrically-opposed contradictions he is: his genuine sweetness and kindness vs his very serious desire to see the violent death of people he's perceived to have wronged him, his dorky poetry vs the fact that he's the kind of person to use the word "ontological" in casual conversation, his capacity for love and compassion vs his proclivity for isolation. Also he has the best voice.

Cosplayers

Shashamisen | tiktok

He hit me as the most human-like character to me. Blame it on the beautiful voice acting or the discreet complexity of how his character was written, but I started loving him for how much I related, and stayed for the cutest awkward love I've ever seen.

Bow | insta tiktok

The obvious reason is that I see so much of my current, but especially younger, self in him, but I also love him because to me, he is the character in TMA who goes through the most growth and comes into himself. I love seeing his journey of self discovery and emotional strength.

Kaedan | tiktok

He became a comfort character immediately. His patience, his sweet nature, the way he stutters when he's flustered (just like me,) it all felt like a cool breeze in the fire that is the horror that is TMA. His life and traumas mirror my own, and the way he comes out of it with kindness and an unexpected fierceness is amazing to me. The way he underhanded Elias AND Peter impresses me constantly.

Alex | tumblr tiktok

He is my husband and I adore him.

Slush/Hailey | insta tiktok tumblr twitter

To me, he is the heart of The Magnus Archives! Martin is always showing his most human side to those around him and never lets the horrors around him stop him from being a good person. Like so many on this zine, I see a lot of myself in Martin Blackwood. There's so much of myself I see in him, yet there's so much more I want to be. He's kind and thoughtful. He's soft, but he finds his courage and shows that he can be quite tenacious and clever! He's constantly underestimated, especially by himself, but shows them up with confidence and sass. He doesn't let the horrible things that have happened to him make him hard and is never afraid of being his true self. I also find our relationships with the Lonely incredibly similar. Essentially, it's been quite a long time since I've found a character that is so much like myself, and gives me hope that I can also make the same changes in my life as him to grow and become a better person. Hopefully that doesn't include being stalked by a worm lady.

#the magnus archives #the magnus archives zine #the magnus pod #martin blackwood #tma #my cup of tea fanzine #contributor announcement

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