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Jason makes love and just fuck rough just sometimes... but he loves making love, not just a thing to pleasure, but for the feeling, for loving his girl... it's a intimacy thing...
I don't he him as a abuser... a guy that don't ask for permission even if it's just a look in her eyes
Sorry for felling up ur inbox with my sad and horrified ass
Love u!
MORE THAN YOU KNOW !! JASON TODD
request for this pretty girl and for me happy 3 months after my concert i'm emotional and too attached to that event i'm not even sorry!!!
t/w ⭒ SMUT!!! a little bit of angst and so but mostly some kind of fluffy smut and also... john constantine's sidekick!reader, i'm not even sorry but i have to do this
word count ⭒ don't know i've slept like 4 hours in two days so here you have this made with love and pouring my raw feelings on it
song ⭒ more than you know - blink-182
things had always been a little harder for jason, after all that's what he always expects from life so the punches sometimes hurt less but there's always something or someone that holds the power to make everything hurt worse than hell. how can he explain it? if he has always struggled with his feelings, after being left down over and over again he built walls to protect himself and pushed away whoever tried to come closer.
he didn't knew if he had to curse or thank for the day he met you. little cocky bastard that somehow connected with him from the very start, that understood him on a level that scared jason to death but he would never say it out loud, that would let you grip his throat and leave him helpless because his heart was open wide for you.
it was sad you didn't knew it and he didn't knew either if you felt the same things for him. he knew you would be there for him and so would he do for you, jason knew he had everything he lacked in your presence. you made him feel things he had never voiced because he didn't knew why and the day you started to find the way to voice the things you had bottled up he felt a little left behind.
"i- look, it's hard but i have to grow a pair and say it, jay... i want us to be different, to work a little more on whatever we are because i feel like i need more and more from you and honestly it scares me more than anything" the sudden confession feels alien for you, jason feels like he has been kicked in the face because this is not what he had expected. you always hid yourself underneath halfhearted confessions, never your real deep feelings.
"what do you mean?" the question slips past his lips before he can really think about it and the small flash of disappointment that crosses your face makes his chest ache. how can he put his words out for you? it's almost impossible to see himself saying it outloud, it was a sickening need to protect himself even if he knew you could never hurt him.
"i mean... i don't really feel like i know what you feel for me, i feel like i've been left with nothing at it freaks me out to feel you can leave me to die if i ever lose you" the words from your mouth now sound strained and realization downs on him. it's heavy, the knowledge that you felt the same fear he felt, the way you had let him hold youe life on his hands until the point that losing him would shatter you to pieces.
the lump on his throat subsided, the way you had finally voiced your fear made jason find his own grasp on what he felt. he felt like he had been cursed, his life was a constant fall as if he was sinking like a rock but there was also something else when you were around and even if neither of you had ever said it the feeling was there, deep and rooted in your hearts and it was too hard to say it out loud, love wasn't something you had ever experienced in conventional ways during life.
"why do you poison yourself with the thought i won't love you to death?" the question slip with an ease he had never felt before and the surprise in your face made it all worthy. it wasn't just giving you the power to burn him to ashes, it was giving himself the permission to lean on you, to indulge him to have a ray of light even if he sunk down further "i know i've never said it before, i've never told you how i really feel but trust me it's more than you'd ever know"
he had reached to you, his hand gently brushing a strand of hair out of your face as he leaned closer to press a soft kiss to the corner of your lips. the contact was so simple and light but yet so intimate it made you close your eyes, his hand hovering over your jaw before settling on the side of your neck as you closed your eyes.
"i feel like i shouldn't be trying at all, jay... but i just know i need you with me" your whisper made him sigh and it was all he needed to hear. his lips pressed against yours in a slow and deep kiss, jason cupping your face tenderly as you held onto his shoulders while leaning in across the distance between you in the small couch on jason's safe house.
the tender touch of his calloused hands against your face was a stark contrast, to wounded souls merging into one as he caressed your sides slowly pulling you closer to him. drinking you in like a man starving because he was giving in to you. the weight of your body making him aware of the fact that he had pulled you into his lap and breaking the kiss he looked up at you with adoration.
"can i...?" he asked, trailing off as he saw the same resolve in your eyes. you were just giving in to him, letting yourself be totally vulnerable for him to either take care of you or destroy you completely. that same resolve and trust made jason decide he would always protect you, even from himself even if it meant changing his whole being because he knew it was the least he could do for the person that was willing to do the same for him.
a silent nod from you was enough. his hands wandering across your body to free your figure from the fabric of your clothes, his eyes taking in every detail as his hands caressed every dip and curve of your body, your hands doing the very same on him as your lips lavished his neck, jaw and shoulders with tender and lingering kisses.
jason held your waist, slowly picking you up as he kissed your neck while walking to his room in long strides filled with purpose until he was able to lay you down, placing you gently on his bed and looking down at you with adoration and need. he knelt on the bed, his large frame hovering over yours as he leaned in to kiss a trail from your neck down to the middle of your chest, feeling your hands on the back of his head.
words weren't needed, the way jason looked at you as he settled between your legs was everything you needed to know what he felt and thought, the absolute trust he was putting on you mirroing yours. it was the first time he felt sure he wouldn't be betrayed or disappointed by someone he felt he needed as much as he needed air.
"jay..." the murmured call of his name that left your lips made jason shudder and he looked up as his hands caressed your waist and stomach softly, soothing and worshipping you.
"y/n..." he whispered back, moving until his face was next to yours and he pressed a soft kiss to your temple "are you sure?" the question was soft and even if he felt like he couldn't resist it another second without feeling you around him he held back. wanting to make this as special as he could.
"i'm sure" you whispered against his jaw, lips ghosting over his skin and with that confirmation he kissed your lips firmly as he sunk into you, a slow and steady stroke to settle between your warm walls. the overwhelming feeling stronger because of all the feelings poured in your words.
a low growl escaped his throat, his face hidden against your neck as you held onto his shoulders, face nuzzled into his hair as a low and soft moan escaped your lips at the first jerk of his hips. the pace was gentle and passionate, his lips peppering your shoulders in kisses and soft nibbles as your nails drew patterns on his back.
the breathless moans and grunst filling the room slowly turned into needy whimpers and low groans as jason picked up the pace, his hands gripping your waist and even if everything got more heated there was still that look of adoration on jason as he looked down at you.
and just like before. words weren't needed, all the feelings that had been poured at the start were loud and clear in the way jason let go off your wais to hold your hands, your legs wrapped around his hips as your fingers intertwined, gasps and soft kisses between each stroke that made his hips snap against yours until your body tensed.
he looked down at you again, leaning in to press a kiss to each of your closed eyes and then on your forehead and one deep thrust made you crumble apart underneath him. your body clenching around his as you moaned loudly made jason groan "jason!" and the sound of your voice was enough, his grip on your hands tightening.
a low growl of your name was all you heard in the moment he reached his own peak, his release spilled inside you in a jerk of his hips against you and the intensity of it all made you whimper silently against his chest.
"i love you, jay..." you whispered as he released your hands, his arms moving to wrap around your waist as you hugged his neck tightly and he chuckled tenderly.
"i love you too..." he muttered. days ago he would have said he didn't had highs but he had some lows but having you was definetly a high. he belonged there, right into your arms.
#⭒ 📬 ⭒#⭒ friend's mail ⭒#MILLY BABY I HOPE THIS HELPS#jason consent king#jason todd imagine#jason todd blurb#jason todd headcanon#jason todd fanfiction#jason todd songfic#jason todd fic#jason todd smut#jason todd fluff#jason todd x reader#jason todd x you#jason todd x fem!reader#jason todd x y/n#jason todd#red hood imagine#red hood fic#red hood songfic#red hood smut#red hood fluff#red hood#red hood x fem!reader#red hood x you#dc comics#dc comics reader insert#dc comics imagine#dcu#red hood headcanon
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so a fun fact abt me is that I work at a print counter, and some days I get bored and make something for myself in secret. A fact that is not helped by my access to design software both in and out of work.
As such, I've begun designing things before work in preparation for me to be bored while at work.
Recently, this has resulted in these business cards being produced.
and I don't think I need to elaborate any more on this.
#there's only ten cards#and they are getting mailed to my friends#also my coworker took one because he thought it was funny#he has never heard of ace attorney#ace attorney#apollo justice
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merry crisis ™
#filmedit#tvedit#batman returns#the long kiss goodnight#die hard#bad santa#the new batman adventures#better watch out#friends#f.r.i.e.n.d.s#jingle all the way#you've got mail#how the grinch stole christmas#national lampoon's christmas vacation#last christmas#mix#moviesedit#mygifs
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Cutest. Sundering. EVER.
#10/10 would sunder again#got the second EW artbook in the mail today and got a friend to help make this#this is the actual interaction between these two minions and I absolutely am here for it#final fantasy xiv#ffxiv#ff14#ff14 ffxiv#ffxiv gif#ff14 gif#hydaelyn#zodiark
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8/4 is Perceptor Day!
Be careful not to shake the cage; the denizens will get very scared.
#my friend asked if the rollypollys were there for percy to eat#“like a snake!”#im going to mail him a box of ants#and then i shared that story with another server and someone else said#perceptor uses his scope to slurp up the insects#so im getting two boxes of ants#anyways! this should be a national holiday. but it's not. because of Woke#transformers#maccadam#tf perceptor
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@mattmelloweek 🧡
the single windows under the cut
#didn't think I'd finish this but some sweet people talked me into it#i was down really really bad this week#still kinda am#but watching yalls pieces for mmweek was lifting my spirits a little#thank you all for participating <3#hope you had fun#death note#fanart#mattmelloweek2024#mello#matt#mellodramattic#m2#mello x matt#matt x mello#mihael keehl#mail jeevas#miles jeevas#dn au 2.1#my art#gay#boyfriends#there was only one bed#online friends#take me with you#daily rituals#festival#indulgence
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Once more have I seen the Count go out in his lizard fashion
#dracula daily#lizard fashion#I feel like my good friend jon does not appreciate the sheer amount of malewifeing dracula does for him#he puts a lot of effort into your dinner jon maybe don't be so judgey about how he chooses to exit the building#tumblr crunched this image but the letter in lizard dracula's mouth says 'to mina'#he's heading out to post the mail
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bestfriend!reader craving physical touch but her family never liked physical touch so she doesnt know how to ask for it. lando and her are watching a movie at his place in bed. and she keep glancing over at his lap because she wants nothing more than just to curl up between his legs and have his arms wrap around her, but she cant bring herself to ask!! and eventually lando realizes and nudges her. and he pats his leg and hes like "come here" in the softest voice imaginable - 🍒anon
ANON!!!!!!!!!! screaming into my pillow. also… i kinda did something different towards the end, you’ll see. i hope you like it! 🫶🏻
lando brainrot? lando brainrot.
the movie was like background noise for you. your eyes somewhere else as the light of the tv lit up the dark room.
lando was locked in, his focus on the movie in front of him. which gave you the perfect opportunity to let your eyes rake down his body. your eyes landing on his lap, your mind wandering to think about what it would be like to sit on his lap. his arms wrapped around you, his face nuzzled into your neck. it sounded so heavenly-
“you okay?
his voice pulls you out of your daydream. you meet his eyes, a soft smile on his face as he looks over at you.
“yeah, sorry,” you said, “just zoned out for a second.”
he nodded before he stuck his hand out to you, his voice soft as he spoke, “c’mere,”
you gave him a questioning look, but did as he asked you to. you put your hand in his as he pulled you closer to where he was sitting. he put his hand on your waist, helping you as your legs moved to straddle his, his hands putting your arms on his shoulder.
he smiled at you, eyes bright, “hey,”
you chuckled softly, “hey.”
“is this what you wanted?” he asked softly. you nodded, your fingers absentmindedly playing with the tiny curls on the nape of his neck. he was pretty up close, the little moles you have always wanted to place kisses on now sitting directly in front of your face. taunting you.
his eyes were taking in your face too, how your eyes sparkled down at him. you were stunning, the definition of an angel in his eyes. it was no lie that he had always thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world, but you had been oblivious to his bluntness.
“lan,” you breathed out softly, his hands rubbing small shapes into your hips. he hummed at you, not shying away from the fact that his eyes keep traveling to your lips.
“kiss me,” he said, his eyes finally finding yours, “please.”
you didn’t waste a second longer, your lips pressing against his. he was quick to kiss you back, your lips moving together as he pulled you closer. there was no space between your bodies as he placed a hand on your cheek, deepening the kiss. the line you both had been afraid to cross now left in the dust as you both dove in head first into the uncharted territory.
he moved the two of you, not daring the break the kiss as he placed a hand on your back, guiding you to lay back onto the couch. you did, pulling him with you as he smiled against your lips, him pulling away for a second to breathe. his fingers traced circles onto the outer part of your thigh, a comforting touch that only he could give you.
“i’ve been waiting forever to do that.”
you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him close again. he smiled against your lips as you spoke, “no sense in wasting anymore time now.”
#lando norris#lando norris x reader#lando norris x reader fluff#lando norris fluff#lando norris imagine#lando norris fluff imagine#lando norris x you#lando norris x y/n#lando norris x best friend!reader#ln4#ln4 x reader#ln4 imagine#ln4 fic#ln4 fluff#ln4 x y/n#ln4 x you#ln4 one shot#ln4 fluff imagine#mail time#🍒 anon
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hello hello!! it is i, 📼 anon!! in your ghost caregiver writing, i saw you mentioned a possible haunted doll at the bottom of it, and it got my brain turning on how a haunted doll could be a caregiver and not a playmate, but then it clicked!! what if the doll isn't haunted by a child, but you think it's haunted by a child (at first). The doll is actually haunted by an adult who was in someway a guardian of a child, whether they have been a mom, a dad, a significantly older sibling that took in the younger one after something happened to their parents, etc etc. The doll was owned by their child/sibling/charge, and so their strong familial bond caused doll!caregiver to possess their charges favorite soft toy after their passing; so they could always be with them! But sadly, their charge grew older and packed the doll away. doll!caregiver couldn't reach them at that point, until years later when they were taken out of storage; they thought that they could see their charge again, but they just got donated to a thrift store with other knickknacks that their charge deem unnecessary to keep around :( And that's how dol!caregiver got into your hands! you popped by a small thriftstore while walking the town, and browsed around, eventually getting to an endcap near the back of store labeled "UNIQUE AND VINTAGE ITEMS", and there sat doll!caregiver! They'd most likely be a rubberfaced but softbodied doll, maybe a rainbow brite or a strawberry shortcake; something heavily associated with young girls from a while ago, but not too long ago, because that's why you picked the doll up in the first place! It reminded you of your childhood in some way, or maybe you were interested in older toys in general. Regardless, you brought them home, and almost immediately paranormal activity began happening. It was small things, like if you lost your keys, you'd turn around and find them on a very obvious spot you were sure you'd checked multiple times, or going to sleep with your TV on and waking up with it turned off. Little stuff like that, which made you look towards the little doll you'd brought home right before the activity began. You were a bit weary at first, but ran your memory back and deemed them harmless. You assumed it was haunted by a child, so you started to try and include it in things. You'd carry them around the house, you'd bundle them up in their own blanket at night, you even got them some little toys from the same thriftstore for them to play with! But that was all in vain, because the doll is haunted by an adult, an adult who's decided that you're their new charge. Whether or not they'd view you as a little sibling, a child, or something entirely different is up in the air, But they do care very much about you! They find it adorable that you try to take care of them- silly thing! they're the one who's supposed to take care of you! You're unaware of the spirit in the doll being an adult, and they're unaware that you think they're a child's spirit. They'll eventually do bigger stuff, like leave out milk and cookies when you get back from going out, or if you fall asleep in a chair or on the couch, you'll wake up to being tucked into your bed. doll!caregiver wouldn't want you getting a crick in your neck! + i didn't touch much on the yandere aspects of this idea, but i fear i may have yapped too much :( your writing is just very inspiring and I can't help but make an entire novel about the ideas u spur on,,, have a good day/night/whatever!! -📼 anon
Ahhh, this is so so good!!! I keep rereading it over and over, you did such a fantastic job with the concept!!
I'd forgotten, people are kind - Haunted doll caregiver x reader - 🧸
You take the utmost care with your vintage toys, carefully giving them baths and trying to give them the love they must have had from whoever owned them originally. It's a labor of love, repairing any tears and touching up paint to the best of your ability, but it's worth it. The newest addition to your collection definitely needed some repairs, face cracked and faded with a body that definitely expirenced some rough play throughout the years.
Once you're finished, you're proud to say it looks almost good as new! Delicately dressed back up, the doll is now ready to be tucked into bed beside you with a few of your other plushies.
Although, when you wake up the next day every single one has fallen to the floor, the doll being the only one left on the bed. You have to apologize to them for the tubble they took, setting the plushies back onto the bed in a way that you hope makes sure there's no more accidents.
However, it becomes a nightly occurrence. That's not the only strange thing happening either. Lights flicker on and off, doors slam, disembodied footsteps follow you, everything points you to the conclusion that your doll is very much haunted. The fact both saddens and makes you relieved in a way. It must be a child's spirit, but at least they won't be collecting dust in a stuffy old thrift store anymore..
They end up with a dedicated corner in your room, filled with toys you'd think they'd like, careful not to include any stuffies or other dolls. It's actually fun setting them up with a little tea party. They seem happier too! Notes crudley scribbled in crayon start appearing, touching even if they were unsettling at first.
The ghost is strangely fixated on how well you take care of yourself, almost scolding you for not eating three meals a day. The next morning, you wake up to your favorite cereal already poured with cartoons playing on the TV.
Mathew thinks you're just the cutest. You're so much like his little sister it's uncanny, but you won't abandon him like she did. He's sure of it. He had resigned himself to rotting away before you found him. You're his savoir, and Mathew will do all he can to give all your care back tenfold.
It's a little funny watching you talk to him like a child, but he supposes that's what it must seem like to you.
You've stopped paying so much attention to your other toys at least, thank goodness. Mathew feels a bit silly for being so upset with the fact that you supplied your love to them the same way, but he deserves it more. It hurts when you aren't looking at him, it makes him scared.
You're trying to color with him now, rambling on from one thing to another. He can't help but mess with you a little, only adding to his page when you aren't looking. But by the end of the night, there are two coloring pages proudly hung up at the fridge.
#i was actually very scared by haunted dolls as a child#probably ghost adventures fault#robert the doll especially#famial yandere#platonic yandere#yandere age regression#yandere agere#forced age regression#platonic yandere x reader#forced agere#yandere x reader#you've got mail! 📨#📼 anon#this was such a sweet idea!!#reader's friend: dude that thing is definitely haunted#reader: they are but they're just a baby :DD be nice >:(#i hope this was ok 📼 anon!
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I'm a destiel shipper and I love the s6 destiel arc BECAUSE it's Cas at his worst. He makes terrible choice after terrible choice and avoids his problems and hurts the brothers (Dean specifically) in big and small ways for The Greater Good™ or because he cares about them too much. I am holding Dean to shield him from how shitty everyone is treating him while ALSO whooping and hollering every time Cas makes another shitty decision that hurts Dean. The s6 betrayal is SO FUNDAMENTAL to their dynamic going forward in the show (specifically Carver's era as showrunner). Destiel shippers that ignore how as sympathetic as you might be to Cas's good intentions and cosmic level conflicts he's dealing with he was still a shitty friend at best are truly missing out imo
Exactly. The story as it is is more romantic!!! Despite everything, Dean forgives Cas and fights through Purgatory for a year looking for the friend who lied to him and used him and broke his brother's brain. He understands Cas and he forgives him and he pursues him trying to save him!!! While Cas is beating him to a bloody pulp, Dean is calling him family—trying to reach out—because he knows this can't be Cas. Even though he would have reason to think maybe he just doesn't really know Cas after season 6 and the betrayals that occurred there, he sees Cas's goodness. He believes that Cas always wants to do the right thing. In some sense, their belief in each others desire to do the right thing (even when it doesn't look like it!!!) is the very foundation of their bond.
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just thinking about john being a mentor😓😓
like he would be SO grumpy but affectionate at the same time idk especially with a child apprentice nendnwndj im not normal about him
if you ever thought about me being normal when it comes to john mmmmm i'm not :3 i think about john getting to treat his apprentice like his own child, i feel like deep within him he has a desire to actually be some sort of paternal figure to someone and him being different from what his own father was, despite his ways and his work he knows he is not bad and he does not wishes to make his apprentice go through the same hell he went as a kid so he is some sort of grumpy but tender adoptive dad in the end.
let's be honest, john isn't really patient so whenever he has some case on his hands he's rushing his apprentice all around.
"c'mere, love, you gotta be quick" he muses while pacing around the living room, the small cramped space littered with old newspapers and books, john stands while thumping his foot against the floor, bag on his hand and his trenchcoat already placed over his form.
as soon as you come out he gives you a stern look, it's been at least an hour since he was ready to leave and you were still looking for your boots which had been left behind the old couch.
"you've got to be bloody kidding me, lass..." his voice comes gruff from how impatient he's starting to feel, if this case were only a matter of life or death... which it could end up being "your fucking boots are behind the couch," he points out, his gaze following your sheepish form as you walk past him to fetch your shoes.
"if only your stupid flat wasn't a damn mess..." there it came, the response of his little punk as he so oftenly called you whenever you started to act up. the mused response would have made him upset but by this time he knew better and he had to cover his mouth as a smirk tugged at his lips.
"you're a bloody brat... can we leave already, love?" john asks at the end, his hand brushing his hair back as he held back a bark of laughter, walking past you not without ruffling your hair affectionately.
#⭒ k2ntoss ⭒#⭒ friend's mail ⭒#⭒ mara's thoughts ⭒#john constantine headcanons#john constantine fanfiction#john constantine fic#john constantine imagine#john constantine x reader#john constantine#mentor!john constantine#mentor john constantine my beloved#hellblazer#dc comics incorrect quotes#dc comics reader insert#dc comics imagine#dcu#dc comics#dc universe#dc john constantine
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hello gang i’m back with another near piece this time featuring matt and mello
i kinda rushed to color this one but it’s okay i was in vc with my frens and it helped me chug along
dont ask why furina lego is there it makes sense okay
blah blah reference to that one stupid cat meme
#death note#death note fanart#near death note#near#nate river#nate river death note#mello death note#mello#matt death note#mihael keehl#mail jeevas#waga baga bobo#i love my friends#near also loves his silly mello#this is not a meronia post#mellodramattic#teehee
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I am starved of lab whump content with lots of condescending praise by whumper XD
🖤 Whumper cups whumpee's chin and jaw softly, leaning over them where they're strapped down to the medical slab. "That's right, sweetheart. Just hold still for me so I get a nice, clean incision, alright? We wouldn't want things to get messy. After all, I only have so much blood I can pump back into you."
🖤 "Oh that's beautiful, whumpee. Did you know you have the most perfect specimen of a liver I've ever seen? I'll have to clone it, I think."
🖤 Whumper hums the lilting strains of an opera or a ballet, grabbing a sedated whumpee and dancing around the lab with them in their arms. "You're a fantastic dance partner when you're like this, whumpee."
🖤 Whumper smiles and pulls on a pair of medical gloves, snapping them at the wrists before tapping on the glass of whumpee's tank. "You're coming along just beautifully, whumpee. Shall I hold up a mirror so you can see the changes?"
#ask answers#friend mail#whump#intimate whumper#lab whump#whump community#whumblr#whumpblr#whump writing#whump prompt#whump prompts#whump scenario#whump tropes#whumpee#whumper#dark fic#🕷️🕷️
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can't it even be more obvious thomas. why are you surprised that a sudrian historical site filled to the brim with armor and weaponry that dates back to the middle ages has old people afflicted with the gold dust working around the castle
#thomas the tank engine#thomas and friends#ttte glynn#ttte millie#ttte stephen#casa tidmouth#senjart#MORE OF LADY'S EXPERIMENTS GONE WRONG#WHO UP ULFSTEADING THEIR CASTLE#stuff for the kotr arc of casa tidmouth. now this is where gold dust has historical significance#going crazy right now. my friends are influencing me#I had 12 tabs opened just to draw young glynn's armor. they dont have plated armory in the 10th century!!!! only mails!!!!!!#(looking at you KOTR intro)#I remember reading some inputs on my 1k milestone poll and saw someone put ''the misery of growing old'' and honestly. Checks out#glynn's eyes are goldish brown because well. that's the perks of being the first bearer of the gold dust horrors#lady during 989 AD do not know anything about human thoughts and ethics and emotions. she was literally freestyling that!!!!!#Oh a wounded soldier on the verge of death. what if I *dumps 200 kg of gold dust on him* yeah that'll do the trick.#then she saw how glynn aged so so slowly and went Oh well I messed up. Good thing there are lots of other sudrians here#funny coincidence that young cstm glynn's helmet resembles canon glynn's funnel#I wanted to make millie's design resemble a tour guide more with her scarf and more stylish than usual tie#shes so pretty. I'm so proud of her design#(AND I REALIZED TOO LATE THAT HER TIE HAS THE COLORS OF THE FRENCH FLAG)#<--- said the guy who has beef with the french#stephen's crown is translated to a hat decor! was about to draw a top hat but whatever just imagine he has a collection of various hats#that he can put his crown on#also I want to give him that cool hip-with-the-kids I-am-still-young-at-heart energy#sir robert norramby is balling in the background.#hope you enjoy..... won't be able to draw as much from now on but I'm excited#also whos ready for old man yaoi........... 2!!!!!!
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💕 Outer snas?
He's so prepared for this first date you don't even understand
#im so sorry i didnt know who this man was and i had to ask my friends#and they said sans but space and i.. i just had to.. IM SOO SORRY DJFKDK#I TRIED DRAWING HIM AS CUTE AS POSSIBLE#asks#art#my art#undertale au#undertale fanaart#undertale sans#froggy mail time
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This July, my mom and I are stepping up for a great cause! We're participating in the Multiple Myeloma March, organized by Myeloma Canada. We are committing to walking 200,000 steps around our charming (and often sweltering!) town of Wheatley, Ontario. We'd be thrilled if you would consider supporting our modest goal of raising $392. As a token of our appreciation, every donor will receive a special Martin and GSD postcard (if you feel comfortable sharing your address with me). Check out the donation link below —thank you for your generosity! ❤️
Donate: https://shorturl.at/u84HL
#martin and bosco#multiple myeloma#multiple myeloma march#my dad and my husband both died of multiple myeloma#sincere apologies to my friends who have seen this post on my other social media accounts#thank you#myeloma canada is a very small organization that funds clinical treatment research for multiple myeloma#i will mail postcards globally!
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