Which brand of cigarette would you feed a growing child?
// thank you for teeing me up to share this stream doodle from the other night
manaphy arc cancelled
and the part 2, of course
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today i joined @ut-against-genocide, a fundraiser that gives art to donators, of which the funds are donated to palestinian relief campaigns. you can find more information over on their blog!
this one is for @azenzeph, who didn't have a specific request but donated $50. thank you so much for your donation!! this piece took just over four hours. :)
from the river to the sea, palestine will be free! 🍉
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if the leverage team were in aurora (and somehow still doing their leverage thing-- maybe they operate in Zuurith pre-Tynan, idk), what kind of celebrity would Eliot's cover end up being?
if you think Eliot is getting out of Zuurith without getting roped into at least one round of gladiatorial combat you've got another think coming
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Marcille and her dream representations of her bf and gf
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Artfight! It's @teslacoils-and-hubris 's Lackadaisy!
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Hey Flowey, do you still miss Chara?
(do Not count this as canon to the blog i just wanted to draw him being really annoying)
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guildmaster, when you were human, were there any other religions other than arceus, perhaps, christianity?
Jesus Christ: Do you think there's a chance that I'll show up in the popular and divisive Amazon Prime series Hazbin Hotel?
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oh this is cool - @god-offical
Thanks Big G! Glad to see I have fans in high places.
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König with Dustball request pt2: what happens when she finally let's him?
König struggles.
Dustball is loud, like I said. She doesn't care if anyone hears her enjoying herself. When she pops into his office via vent, shes been watching him for the better part of an hour, waiting for a lull in his schedule.
She walks over to him, dragging his chair back from the desk. He protests a ton, he has to fill out the paperwork on his desk when she starts undoing her pants. That shuts him up.
He's licking his lips, mouth watering in anticipation because he's grown to love her taste. She neatly clears a space on his desk and drags her jeans over, bending over.
"You've got time before your next meeting."
It takes a few moments before König is scrambling to undo his pants, belt jingling as he curses himself for wearing it. He has to lift her, arm hooking under her waist, to line up properly.
He's sliding in too slow for her liking so she uses her hands to push back against him. He clenches his teeth. It's been a while since he's done anything but lapping at her delicious pussy.
He groans when she forces him all the way in. He's helpless now, rutting into her like an animal. She can't do much more than encourage him, unwittingly edging him closer to cumming.
Her cheek meets the desk as her body is rocked by his thrusts. She's right on the very edge when he groans above her, slamming into her sloppily.
Dustball can feel her orgasm slipping away from her. She curses, reaching between her legs to finish herself off. König feels too euphoric to even notice, letting his wilting cock leak into her.
When he feels her tightening around him, walls fluttering, he starts again. He can't help it. He has to, nevermind the sharp sting of overstimulation. Her pussy is squeezing life back into his cock and he might not get another chance.
He's late to his meeting and she's leaking his cum on his chair while she recovers.
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