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#I neglected him
gloryride · 10 months
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I decided to finally give a proper wardrobe to my babes, especially my boys. Did mod shopping and started to dress them.
And i just finished Isao ! He has now more outfits than before, all in balck/red tones (just 2 white tops) and aaaaah, i'm so proud of these ! Look at it :
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Boy is ready to go out in town, and kick some ass ! I really need to continue his story, i think he will be back in special forces, this guy is a killer (and he looks good in tactical gear) Still need to do Oscar, Virgile and Enzo, don't know the order yet ^^ Also, i lost my reshade, redo one i prefer and starting to use CharLi mod, and gosh, just basic pics with this hot dude are awesome !
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emin-folly · 1 year
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When you show up to work late after barely remembering to put your pants on only to have forgotten to look in a mirror first lol
A commission for my wonderful friend @stewolf7~!! They requested Barry (either comic or CW version) in a bowtie, they left his expression and the rest up to me and so, I decided to shower him with kisses, naturally~
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lazylittledragon · 6 months
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you know what fuck it we’re doing dadstarion
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teddybeartoji · 1 month
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18+ mdni; gn!reader
thinking about roomie!suguru, who steps out of the bathroom with just a towel hanging loosely around his waist. it's dangerously low and his happy trail is... leading your eyes to a forbidden place. water droplets cascade down his temple and his neck, his scarred chest and his toned muscles.
he finishes drying his hair with another, smaller towel before slinging it over his shoulder. he gives you a warm smile. there's still a bit of sleep in his tired eyes but he looks fresh, he looks good.
(he looks more than good.)
the morning light shines in through the small window of your shared kitchen and he hums at the smell of coffee. you're an angel leaning on the counter, hands busy with preparing your drink as he steps inside.
he chuckles. he asked you a question but you didn't hear it. he smells so fucking good; the smell of his shampoo and his fancy conditioner wash over your senses and it's easy to forget where you are. his eyes flick behind you before walking over to you with a smug little grin.
he bores his sharp purple eyes into yours – he loves how you react to him. he doesn't shy away from it, he's cockier than he looks. he loves the attention, he loves to be in your spotlight. he wouldn't care so much if you were a stranger, if you were a random person on the street ogling away, ut you're neither of those things, are you? no, you're something else.
he exudes warmth as he towers over you, his head tilted down to keep his eyes on you. he wants to play with you a little – he loves the way you're staring up at him right now. eyes big and wide, lip tucked under between your teeth. he's good with people, he can read them like a book and you're no different. he sees you swallow a dry lump, he sees you grace him with a flustered smile as you try to brush by the fact that he caught you admiring him red handed. he sees the way you're taking deeper breaths than normal, surely just to keep your composure. he can't wait to break you.
his arm reaches behind you to turn off the coffee machine with a small click.
"wouldn't wanna make a mess this early in the morning, now would we?"
melting. crumbling. falling down to your knees. you hate how much he teases (you love it), you hate how patronizing he sounds (it's hot). he's the only one that can get away with it – a charming smile that hides his deepest desires of sinking his teeth into little lambs like you, soft eyes that hide the need to watch them unfold before him.
his gentle hands long to hold, long to keep and covet. he thinks about you a lot; your shared mornings and afternoons, your exhausted naps and bitter rants about your days. shy gazes and lingering touches, stupid jokes and the cute little hidden sounds he keeps hearing from your room in the late hours. he's being patient, he's warming you up.
he's just as infatuated with you as you are with him. he's just more subtle with it.
or is he?
because you've heard him, too.
you don't know whether he's doing it unknowingly or he's actually trying to make you go insane – whichever it is, you are ready to bend at his will. soft groans accompanied by a steady slick pump; you didn't mean to listen in. you just wanted to make sure he's okay!
ear against the wooden door, you listened to him think about you. your name was on the tip of his tongue, but it was too early for that. he wants to smear you with his honey, he wants to drag you in but he needs to wait for it. this is perfect.
he did know you're were there.
he heard the floor creak, he heard the cutest gasp that left your pretty lips. fuck, you're perfect. his head was lolled back as he stroked himself to the thought of your wide, doe-eyes. how flustered you'd be, how flustered you were in that very moment. he imagined your trembling hands and your stuttered words and his dick twitched in his palm.
he thought about inviting you in and just making him watch as a form of punishment, for being a little pervert. he shuddered out a laugh and watched a glob of pre-cum cover his own fingers before mixing with the saliva and spit that's covering him already. he thought about making you sit between his legs so he could jerk off right in front of your beautiful face, he thought about your wobbly lips, your teary eyes. the way your thighs would press together.
your fingers would itch and twitch and he'd make you place them on your legs. he wouldn't want you to touch. yet. maybe he'd make you apologize and maybe he'd make you kiss the tip. he thought about how good you'd smell, how good you'd taste. another raspy groan crawled up his throat and you were about to cum untouched behind his door. like a creep.
he loves it. he's proud of you, he wants to push you even further. he wants to see what else he can make you do. this is exciting and he can't wait to devour you whole as a reward after he's done bullying himself into your body and your mind. utterly loved and corrupted—
— you're meant for him.
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jaydarino · 3 months
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Human sukuna sketches
Close ups:
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baeglbites · 3 months
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I haven’t drawn him in a while!!!
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slaygentford · 2 years
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'why does lestat see claudia as a romantic rival when louis is gay it makes no sense' girl because he is insane. because he is fucking insane. because he is stephen king amy dunne last ten minutes of hereditary crazy. because he is mommy dearest the shining silence of the lambs hitchcock blonde norman bates unwell.
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nipuni · 1 year
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Once again I bring you some Eriks 😊
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nerves-nebula · 22 days
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i do have a Meat Sweats but he's not very important. mikey goes into business with him at some point tho.
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nerdpoe · 1 month
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Batman and Robin are fighting Poison Ivy! She throws pollen at them...the wrong type. Also, it misses and hits some kid with a camera.
She meant to throw cuddle pollen.
She threw sex pollen.
She freezes, horrified, because Robin is a kid. Luckily, it misses.
Unluckily, it hits an even smaller kid.
She and Batman and Robin all hurry to the kid's side, Ivy mentally trying to figure out if the kid'll survive being sedated long enough for her to make the cure.
The kid, though, won't stop sneezing. And itching his face and neck. Also wheezing a little.
Anyways that's how Tim finds out that he's super allergic to Ivy's sex pollen, and it doesn't do what it's supposed to with him, because his body just goes into "Allergy Season Mode".
Good news; the swelling of his airways made it possible to decontaminate him without any actually getting in his bloodstream.
Bad news; he called Robin Dick by accident when he'd been disoriented by the sudden onset of Extreme Allergies, and now Batman and Robin are very interested to know how he knows Robin's name.
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skylathescholar · 2 months
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So I’m watching Danny Phantom for the first time and in S1 E27, the Fenton Menace (great name, btw) Youngblood makes his second appearance. When he first showed up I was like “oh my word this is a child who died, that’s so freaking sad” and like yeah, but that’s standard for the show. Now you’re telling me he only appears to kids? As in adults never see him? Never notice him?
That. That brings up some implications I really don’t wanna think about.
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worblewobble · 1 month
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benny and yes man from a few weeks ago
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Domestic Witchy Things You and Solomon Do Around Cocytus Hall
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Sweeping bad/negative energy out of the Hall.
Hanging bells on the front door knob to cleanse the energy when either of you enter.
Keeping a jar of water on a windowsill overnight during a full moon to charge it and make moon water.
Having a shelf of different types of spiritual waters, such as - moon water, rose water, sun water, florida water, etc.
Using florida water when washing your clothes to energetically cleanse them.
Turning a broom upside down when there are unwanted guests in the Hall.
Having a few pieces of paper with the names of people who have done either of you wrong in the freezer.
Having a pitcher of wild violet lemonade in the fridge.
Candles on the coffee table, candles on the mantle, candles in the kitchen. Candles, candles, candles!
Keeping a large stash of birthday candles for quick candle magic :)
Painting the front door purple.
Bay leaves everywhere.
Sigils everywhere.
Spiritually cleansing anything new either of you bring into the Hall (clothes, trinkets, etc.)
Using rosemary to smudge and cleanse the Hall (Cocytus Hall always smells and feels nice because of this)
Having a deck of tarot cards on the coffee table that are almost never in the box.
Clapping at random times to sound cleanse a room that feels off.
Keeping a large shelf packed full of magic books, boxes holding herb/crystal chip vials, and other little (or big) trinkets.
Putting certain crystals (like black tourmaline) in the corner of every room.
Making your own black salt.
Hanging wind chimes outside.
Stirring your intentions into your coffee/tea each morning together.
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i-eat-deodorant · 3 months
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clearing out a few more old doodles from 2023
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icarrymany · 4 months
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i need u all to understand how much this photo makes me giggle
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moeblob · 27 days
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So with the Community Center done + both harem routes taken... Asmodeus♡ proposed! In Marnie's kitchen. Like a classy individual.
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