Changed my Durge's horns yesterday~ they were a little tricky to figure out but, I like how I stylized them
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six damn clocks
fandom: original work
rating: t
wc: 518
prompt: #fff264 counting clocks for @flashfictionfridayofficial
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Six clocks. While walking from her room to the kitchen, Mika had passed six clocks.
The funny little novelty alien alarm clock on her desk that flashed and made UFO noises when it went off.
The boring-ass wall clock without numbers in the hallway that looked like it was straight from some middle-aged people furniture catalog. The one she had been meaning to sneakily replace with something cooler since she moved in here.
The old art deco clock in the living room shelf that Gabriel loved so much, and rewound meticulously every Sunday.
The digital oven clock with the extremely annoying beeping sound.
Her trusty laptop with all the silly stickers, which she had used to watch some random video while eating.
And her phone with the scratched display and rainbow-colored case on the counter next to her.
Six clocks. Six damn clocks, all showing the precise time of day. Six clocks telling her that if she wanted to be on time, she had exactly ten minutes to finish her snack, and another ten minutes to get dressed and ready. Now the big question was, why was it almost twenty minutes after she was supposed to leave already? Because she had somehow spaced out again and got distracted by the internet, just like she always did.
"For fuck's sake," Mika grumbled and slammed the laptop shut. Traitorous thing. Yes, she could have just set an alarm, on one of the many clocks around here, but she was convinced it wouldn't be too hard to stay focused for ten fucking minutes. Call that hubris. Maybe one day she would learn - but probably not.
Gabriel would be so annoyed. He had texted her earlier - twice, in fact - to remind her of this work-dinner-thing, and she had promised to be on time for once. Well, that wasn't going to happen now. Why had this damn law firm so many social get-togethers anyway, and why had she even agreed to come along... Right, because Gabriel had asked her right after sex, which usually made her say Yes to almost anything. He knew her too well.
In record speed she managed to get ready, leave the house just in time for the next bus, and arrived at the restaurant exactly twenty-eight minutes later than originally intended. In her book that almost counted as punctual.
Gabriel smiled when he saw her, surprisingly un-annoyed, and pressed a kiss on her forehead.
"Hey. Sorry I'm late, I kinda spaced out," Mika apologized, still a little out of breath from rushing here.
"Don't worry, everyone's just turning up."
"What? But I thought-"
"I gave you an earlier time."
She looked at him, flabbergasted and slightly offended. "Seriously?"
"It worked, didn't it?"
"What if I would have been on time?"
"Figured that's pretty unlikely." Mika wanted to complain about that assumption - of course he was right, but did he have to say it like that? - when Gabriel pulled her closer and smiled at her. "I'm glad you're here."
She lightly punched his arm and chuckled. "Asshole." He really did know her too well.
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completely forgot to post him here but anyway!! bunny wataru (for a trade with @phantasma-timiana)
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Two moods
I want nothing more than to be ruined covered in caked on lard forced to eat some of the most fattening and disgusting combinations of food and anyone has ever heard of I want to be nothing but a morbidly obese freak show. I want to be so big people don’t even think I’m human. I want to be controlled and manipulated like a dumb barn animal. I want cum to me by the bucket load. A huge tube down my throat, breast pumps hooked up to my engorged tits. I want my skin so stretched it painful. My cheeks is so incredibly round I’m squinting. I want to be on the verge of popping and stay like that.
But
I also want to be taken care of and coddled spoiled like a proper princess. Fed delicious little treats and dressed up like a fat doll. I want to be loving fucked so carefully like I’m porcelain. I want my lover hands gently rubbing me down with lotion. Words of admiration whispered into my ear, as if I’m a goddess. I want my tears to be wiped so gently covered and kisses. Put back together with the upmost care and cuddled to sleep.
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Creature by Mika Koskensalmi
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OKKDKDKKKKK SORRRY IF I'M DEAD FOR A LONG TIME.. I wanna show you some concepts of a BENDY X OC AU I.may be working on.. since, the new year, so
Meet Candeloro~! (Or uh.. the concepts of Candeloro, I.. haven’t thought up of a final design yet JSJSJ)
AUGGHHHHHHHHHHSHAHHHHH ONLY 2/6 OCS ARE DONE FOR MY AU RAHAHHHHHHHHH
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He's so full of himself~ thinks he's the best bitch of the party~
,,, he may be right
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