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chocodile · 1 day
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Ramen Shop
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70sscifiart · 11 months
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Black light Star Trek poster
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🌈🪸 ~ Ode to Goniopora Coral ~ 🪸🌈
❤️..🧡..💛||💚..💚..🩵||💙..💜..🩷
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cat-cosplay · 6 months
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When Kitty Oogie Boogie says
There's trouble close at hand
You'd better pay attention, now
'Cause I'm the Boogie Cat
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donutdrawsthings · 1 year
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Art Challenge: Draw your OC in Black Light!
Made this colour reference for my server! It isn't EXACTLY right like how it is in real life, but I did my best anyways! free to use for everyone!
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Black Light 14
Warnings: noncon, namecalling, violence, other dark elements. Proceed with caution.
Note: Thank you for waiting! Please let me know what you think as it helps me a lot with ideas and I love interacting with you all.
Part of The Club AU
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August marches you down the hallway, his fingertips a vice on your neck. You hiss as your feet bounce on the floor, struggling to keep from tripping at his furious pace. He shoves you against a door as he unlocks it.
As it opens, he hurls you inside and a growl rumbles up from his chest. He flicks on the lights as you catch your breath and face him, bracing the wall to keep from falling. You watch him with a tinge in your cheeks; you can't tell if you're scared or excited.
The more you look at him, he isn't that bad to look at. Even with the scars across the side of his face and the constant arch of his thick brows. And you've seen how well-built he is. You've felt it.
His black shirt is taut across his chest as he thumbs off his leather boots and sneers at you, "why are you looking at me like that, girl? I'm about to break you."
"Was just thinking, you're kinda cute," you beams and wring your hands together bashfully, "maybe if you shaved--"
"Do you know how to shut up?" He snarls.
"I'm sorry, sir," you bat your lashes, "is that good? Should I call you sir? Or do you like daddy?"
"What the fuck?" He hisses. "What is wrong with you?"
"Come on, daddy," you flutter over to him as he stands straight and you grab his thick biceps, "go on and break me."
"You are truly insane."
"Pot, kettle," you sing as you drag your hands across his chest and down his stomach.
"You're playing with fire," he grabs your wrists and pulls your arms above you. "Why are you here if it hurt so goddamn much?"
You pout up at him, your eyes stinging for just a moment before you quell the sudden tide, "you took something special so you better make it mean something."
"Girl," he shakes his head.
"You must like me if you did all that," you wiggle your body as he keeps your arms trapped above you, "come on... I wore cute panties for you."
He shivers and grits his teeth. He lets you go and nudges you away from him.
"This isn't gonna be something sweet," he rasps, "don't you understand?"
You smirk at him, a flutter in your core which could as easily be horror as excitement, "come on, Auggy," you pull up your dress, "let's have some more fun."
He glares at you. There's war in his eyes. He's fighting himself. Good, he should suffer too.
You sweep your dress off, revealing your naked chest and cute flower-specked panties. He sucks in air and you shake your chest at him. You reach again for him but he's too fast.
He grabs you, a hand on your neck, the other on the back of your head. He bowls you backward, your shoes clunking on the floor as he urges you further inside.
"Don't say I didn't warn you, girl," he growls as you cling to his forearm.
"Don't say I didn't warn you," you chirp back through your tight throat.
Another rumble escapes him as he turns you against another wall. He drops his hand from the back of your head and paws at your panties. He has you pinned as he shoves his fingers down the front and rolls over your tender bud. You're already wet with anticipation. He purrs as he feels it against his fingertips.
He rubs you firmly, teasing you, patient this time. He explores your folds, delving back and forth from your clit to your entrance, spreading your arousal as you feel his trembling beneath the surface. His blue eyes are dark as he puffs hot breaths on you. You clutch his thick bicep once more and moan.
"That's it, Auggy--"
He chokes the words from you. Your lashes flicker and you caress his arm enticingly. The friction is hot against your sensitive flesh, still wrought from your first time. You're only happy your whimpers can't rise through his tight grip.
You buck your hips, begging for more as you bite your lips, eyes cresting with hot tears as your head swells from your constrained breathing. He toys with you until your thighs quiver and you slap a hand against the wall as you tilt into him. You feel something. The pressure mounts, twisting like a coiled snake, lashing out only as his touch slickens and swirls wildly. Your eyes roll back as you spasm and cum.
His fingers glide back and he rams them into you. You yelp and clasp your hand around his sleeve. He chuckles as he fingers you roughly, stretching you as he spreads his fingers with each invasion. He drags his hand from beneath your panties and smears a wet trail up your stomach.
He fumbles with the front of his pants as his hold on you slackens enough to gulp in air. He shifts as he shimmies his pants down with one hand, tugging at both sides, then yanking down the front of his briefs. He turns his attention back on you and bends to hook an arm behind your legs. He lifts you easily, pushing between your thighs and crowding you against the wall. You hook your legs around him eagerly.
"You're still too tight," he snarls as he slips his hand beneath you and tugs aside your panties, the fabric catching in the crease of your leg. His thumb digs in behind your jaw as he feels around beneath you, guiding his tip along your entrance as he hooks his hand under your ass.
He exhales as he impales you. You babble, the fire just as scalding and violent as before. You don't understand. It should feel good this time. You hold back the pain and drone, bracing his shoulder as you rock your hips, puffing out haltingly.
"Hurts?" He taunts.
"No," you lie and roll your hips again, a little better.
"Sure," he scoffs and buries his nose against your hair, breathing over your scalp as he ruts into you from below.
He trails his hand back to grope your ass as you work against him. Your clit rubs against his pelvis, the tingle slowly building again, enough to soften the dull pain from within. You hook your hand around his neck and tilt your hips faster.
"Come on and fuck me," you challenge him as his deep grunts seep into your ears.
"Girl," he warns hotly.
"I know you can do better," you snap out, not as certain you can take any more.
He steps closer, crushing you against the wall as he squeezes your throat and digs his nails into your ass. He pounds you against the plaster, flesh clapping loudly as your spine aches. You slip your fingers up into his hair and lean forward. You nuzzle along his neck and shoulder, biting into the thick muscles there. He grunts lower.
"What--" He can't say much through his effort. He doesn't stop you as his motion picks up, fueled by the pain of your bite. You tug his hair and he tries to jerk his head away. "Crazy... fucking... girl."
He thrusts with each word, stopping on the last as he pushes himself into his limit. You moan, your climax dangling just before you, no...
You unlatch your teeth from him and huff, "is that all?"
He releases your neck and fists your hair instead, pulling you away from the wall, "not even close..." he snarls as he turns and carries you easily with him, "I told you... you're playing with fire."
He falls onto the couch with you beneath him. He quickly resumes his pace, snapping his pelvis against you as he sits back on his heels, watching the way he slides in and out. You look down to a shiver rolls through you. Oh wait, that is nice...
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one-cherry · 2 years
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I’m just sayin’ what if he was a tattoo artist instead 😭
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castrian-amore · 4 months
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Oh look more of my Danny Phantom cosplay!
I do not have the mental energy for formatting any of my fanfic chapters for Tumblr I apologize.
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theoldbone · 9 months
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Looking at calcite and got completely distracted by the glow
Calcite, Huanggang Fe-Sn Deposit, China, photo by Rob Lavinsky
Aragonite, Calcite, Willemite, Tsumeb Mine, Nambia, photo by Rob Lavinsky
Pyrite, Sphalerite, Galena, Calcite, Casapalca Mine, Peru, photo by Rob Lavinsky
Calcite, Charcas, Mexico, photo by Rob Lavinsky
Calcite, El Hammam Mine, Morocco, photo by Rob Lavinsky
Calcite, Daye Co, China, photo by Rob Lavinsky
Calcite, Fuzichong Pb-Zn-Ag Deposit, China, photo by Rob Lavinsky
Picked these from Mindat, and they all ended up being by Rob Lavinsky by random chance :D
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batnights69 · 8 months
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goosefries · 1 year
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saw a challenge to draw your ocs in black light, and knew my silly bright green protogen would be perfect for it!! chart from og post under the cut;
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challenge by donutdrawsthings :3
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70sscifiart · 1 year
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A blacklight poster version of M. C. Escher’s Dragon, 1970s
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💜💿 ~ Life Flow ~ 💿💜 (choisonny)
(Credit if you use) (ko-fi)
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arockmaniac · 1 year
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Fluorescent mineral display at the 65th Annual Dallas Gem & Mineral Society Show.  Long wave ultraviolet on the left, short wave on the right.  Pic 1 shows both the long wave and short wave UV lights on.  Pic 2 shows just the long wave.  Pic 3 shows just the short wave.  Pic 4 shows the rocks after all the lights have been turned off.  They glow in the dark!  Pic 5 shows what they look like under regular, ordinary, boring white light.  Pic 6 shows seven rocks that are tenebrescent.  Can you find them?
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UV / Blacklight Tattoos
By @kaylarrrrr at secretclubtattoo
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Black Light 12
Warnings: noncon, namecalling, violence, other dark elements. Proceed with caution.
Note: Thank you for waiting! Please let me know what you think as it helps me a lot with ideas and I love interacting with you all.
Part of The Club AU
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You feel a bit dreamy. Well, you always do. You sit in your bed, freshly made, fragrant with fabric softener, as you cut through the pages of old catalogues. Your fingers are sticky with glue as you arrange the images just so.
You can hear your mom downstairs, the bluetooth speaker playing Hall and Oates to her content. Your dad's outside trying to fix the fence post. You can hear him swearing through the crack of your window.
You hold out the scrapbook. You just need that globe right in that little space. Oh, the leather sofa is perfect.
You leave the book open on your bed to dry so the pages don't stick. You put on your dress with the daisies on white and spin in the mirror. Your yellow beret will go perfect. You put the hat on and a pair of matching clunky maryjanes.
You go downstairs and find your mother scavenging in the tupperware container you left on the counter. You squeal as she quickly closes the lid and covers her mouth guiltily. She backs away and giggles.
“I couldn't resist,” she says through a full mouth.
“Mom!” You stick your tongue out as you snatch up the container of cookies.
“You don't need all those,” she accuses.
“They're not for you.”
“I know, so… who are they for?” She tilts her head coyly.
“Someone,” you roll your eyes.
“A boy.”
You harrumph, “he's too old to be a boy.”
“Oh my gosh! That's so cute! Do we get to meet him?”
“No,” you pout and turn your chin up, “it's new.”
“Well, be safe. Don't get into too much trouble.”
“Yeah, yeah,” you drag your feet and stop in the doorway, “mom, can you not tell dad?”
She laughs again, “sure, sweetie, our little secret.”
You smile, cheeks twitching. You don't need your parents nosing around. You're still figuring this all out.
🍪
You wait outside the club. It's almost seven. You thought he'd be there by now. The other bouncer is. Lee, that's his name.
You're not weird or anything. You've just been watching from across the street for an hour or two. Not your fault he didn't leave his number.
You cross the road as you see Lee come back out. He sees you and smiles. He's so friendly, you wish August would try that.
“Hi,” you hop over the curb, “is Auggy here yet?”
“Auggy? Nah, he's taking his time,” he eyes the container in your hands, “what's this?”
“Oh, just a surprise. You want one?”
“Depends. What's the surprise?”
You balance the container against the scrapbook beneath it and pop the corner of the lid up. You offer him one of the jelly cookies. They took you hours as you baked and waited to cool before adding the layer of jam and custard.
“Wow, you're a big baker,” he muses.
“Sometimes,” you preen.
He takes one and admires your craftsmanship, “my wife ain't so good about it. But she tries, bless her heart.”
“Oh, you have a wife?”
“Sweetest gal in the world,” he grins, “she's at home with the baby.”
“Baby?”
“Ah, just a cat, but she treats him like a child,” he chortles and takes a bite, letting out a hum.
“Ooh, I love kitties! What's his name?”
He swallows, “Hickory. He likes her better'n me.”
“Aw, adorable.”
“Maybe you can come meet em one day. You and Auggy. Like a double date?”
“Really!?” You snap the lid shut, “oh, I'd love that so much.”
You hear grumbles and the tramp of soles as a shadowy figure appears from the alley. Lee turns and throws a hand put derisively, “bout time.”
August stops short as he looks between you and Lee, his expression limned in the early hue of evening. His brows draw together as he coughs. He crosses his arms and glowers.
“What is she doin’ here?”
“Ask her,” Lee says before he tosses back the rest of the cookie and turns on his heel.
He pulls open the front door and disappears as you stand watching August. He drops his arms and marches towards you, past you as he goes to follow his fellow bouncer. You quickly get between him and the door.
“Sweetie, I brought you cookies!”
“What?” He reaches past you as you put your back to the door.
“I haven't heard from you in…. Like three days.”
He glares at you. You open the container and show your wares. He only pulls on the door, jarring you but not dislodging you.
“I got work–”
“And I brought you a surprise! So eat a cookie.”
He narrows his eyes. You stay locked in a stalemate as he tries to pull the door again. You lean into it and plant your heels.
“I'm being real nice here, sweetie, so take a damn cookie,” you feel a surge in your chest.
“Can't you take a hint?”
“Can't you?”
“What– look, I told you, this isn't a relationship or whatever you think it is.”
“I'm not stupid. This is real,” you insist, “get it? Me and you, Auggy Bear, together forever.”
“What are you–”
“Here,” you shove the container at him.
He doesn't move but you jam it into his chest and he finally relents and supports it.
You slide the book from beneath it and open it up, “this is our future. You see? Our home,” you show him the little touches of colour amid the neutral hues, a perfect melding of your personalities, “and our honeymoon. I'm open to change but I was thinking a cottage–”
“Are you insane?” He breathes scratchily.
“Insane?” You repeat and bat your lashes, “don't call me that.”
“We fucked. Once. There's nothing else between us–”
“There is!” You holler and slam the book shut, “and you know it. You would never have followed me home if you didn't mean it–”
“Shhh, shhh,” he waves you down, “hey, lower your voice.”
“That's what you did. You stalked me, sir, so… you want me too. You want me or you wouldn't have done what you did.”
“Please, just… calm down.”
“You won't even eat a cookie!” You accuse.
“Be quiet,” he hisses.
“Eat a cookie!”
“Would you listen, girl?”
“No! No, you will eat a cookie. I spent all day making them and– and– I'm not crazy. I'm not,” you clutch the book tight.
He sighs, his blue eyes gleaming as he slowly lifts the lid. He takes out a cookie, showing it to you before he takes a nibble. He swallows without chewing.
“There, happy? Now go home.”
You scrunch your nose at him, frustrated, “you could at least tell me you love me.”
“Love you?!?” He chokes and nearly drops the cookie.
“Yes, I know you do, because I would never give my virginity to someone who doesn't love me.”
He blanches and glimpses down at the cookie. His throat bobs. He raises his eyes and takes another deep breath, “I didn't realise…”
“That you love me, right?” You sneer as you step closer, “say it.”
“If I do, will you go?” He growls.
You nod and smile up at him, “I'll do whatever you want, pookie.”
‘Pookie… jesus, alright, I love you. Go home.” He nudges you out of his way and grabs the door with his free hand.
“Don't eat those all at once,” you call as you turn to peek inside the club, “oh, and you have crumbs in your mustache–”
The door slams between you and you pout, “love ya too…” you trail off. It's okay, it seems like it's new for him too.
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