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[starclanstims]

Can I get a frostpaw stimboard with @/heropaws design and frost/star stims?

frostpaw stimboard with frost and star themes requested by: anon

of course you can! always love working with snowy themes, so i hope you enjoy this too ^^

credit: x | x | x x | x | x x | x | x

#☽˚｡⋆.💫 | stimboard #☽˚｡⋆.💫 | request #otherkin #fictionkin #warriorcatskin #warrior cats kin #frostpawkin #frostpaw kin #stimboard #white stim #blue stim #nature stim #snow stim #winter stim #ice stim #star stim #sky stim #tree stim

[h-jini]

　　　　　 (✾ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)　⊹　˚　⑅🍦　❜　 ∿

@7kyujin₊　♡

#❖ ​☽ ₊ h-jini #♡ 7kyujin ➳ papa's event! #divider by v6que #loc by me cred if using #yena #choi yena #choi yena moodboard #yena moodboard #event moodboard #papa's scooperia moodboard #papa louie moodboard #ice cream moodboard #pink moodboard #colourful moodboard #clean moodboard #simple moodboard #random moodboard #yena icons #yena soloist #yena izone #izone moodboard #choi yena icons #soloist moodboard #gg icons #gg moodboard #event #aesthetic #aesthetic moodboard #cute moodboard #colourful

[writteninscarlet]

“ hey… i know it’s really late, but i didn’t know who else to call… “ ;; @inhcritance

send in “ hey… i know it’s really late, but i didn’t know who else to call… “ for the receiver to go out of their way to find the sender in the middle of the night ;; accepting

Wanda's initial reaction had been to ignore his call. It wouldn't be good for either of them to have any ongoing contact. It hurt too much, for one thing. For another, she'd yet to tell anyone about who he really was and what he was doing. The guilt that she was keeping such a secret from her fellow Avengers was slowly gnawing away at her - but past feelings were too hard to ignore and as yet she just couldn't bring herself to tell anyone. Wanda didn't want to get dragged into the mess any further, especially not when she was trying to work out her own feelings on the matter.

But she had answered the call.

She'd listened silently, holding her breath until she first heard his voice and first heard that he was at least well enough to speak to her. It hurt that she still cared.

Wanda didn't particularly want to go and assist, but when the called ended it was as though she were on autopilot. She'd didn't think, simply acted. For Harry to have called her after everything? She had to be a last resort, and the feelings still not yet pushed away had ignited at that thought. She just had to check he was alright. That was all.

She paused before him, hesitant now that she was there. She bit her bottom lip, thinking for a moment then went with the truth. "I almost didn't come. I didn't want to answer the call." But it didn't really matter, because she was here now.

"I came because I thought for you to call me it had to be something important. I figured you're not just lost. I--" wanted to see him. She did. But she instead kept quiet, a little shake of her head. And decided to bring up some irritation instead. Her arms folded across her chest, brow furrowing ever so slightly. "I thought it had to be an emergency. So tell me, then. What made you bring me out here in the middle of the night? I can leave in a second, you know."

#ᗢ ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ once and always a witch ; ic #inhcritance

[deadeyemarkxman]

@sweet-chimera ☾ Closed

Oh God damn itー

"What are you doing here?!"

#;these new demons☽ic #sweet chimera

[phantasmalnightmare]

Continued from thread

Gundham's expression turned downcast, at her words, the endless stacks of paper on her desk taking on another meaning. He could piece her unspoken words together, that her week had been no different than his: throwing herself into her work to drown her sorrows, taking little to no respite along the way. By the hint of the whiskey on her breathe, he could tell that she'd had even more assistance in numbing herself than he had, and the guilt immediately hit him.

He tried to brush it off. Surely, she wasn't as bothered by their fight. He knew she cared for him, but there was no way she felt as deeply for him. It was probably just her day to day life as a remnant of despair keeping her down. They all had enough remorse. He didn't quite believe that their quarreling hadn't made things worse for her though. “I quite know that you mean. Since I've woken up, there is much to do, and no time for idle thoughts. Fear not. The Dark Lord needs no rest. Fuhahaha!” The breeder tried to sound confident, not wanting her to know how hard it had been since he'd woken up. He tried to stay busy non-stop, or the flashbacks would start. He would work till he couldn't anymore, his body wrought with exhaustion, but even then when he lay in bed, sleep wouldn't take him. All he could hear were the screams. He wondered if he should remind her that she was a queen and that this crying was unbecoming, just like in the simulation, but in this case, he wasn't going to be executed. He'd been hard on her because he didn't want to die, and he thought he could ease her sorrow at the end at least. He wanted nothing more than to give her the courage to survive the rest of the game and to live on. This time, he wasn't going anywhere. He was able to give her comfort, and he could continue to do so, because he had no intention of leaving her side. Despite his being a Dark Lord, even he needed a good cry from time to time. He'd been doing so more times than he cared to admit after waking up.

He was so sure that Sonia wouldn't want to hug him, that his body tensed, ready for the rejection likely to come. However, not only did she allow him to wrap his arms around her small frame, but she also put her arms around his shoulders. His face turning crimson, he was thankful that she had her head buried into his chest. Although, as she was so close to his heart, surely she would be able to hear how erratically it was skipping. He thought it might beat straight out of his chest at the rate it was pumping, which only added to his embarrassment.

What kind of miscreant was he? Here his friend was, crying. He shouldn't be feeling so elated that she was hugging him like he'd always dreamed of. The Queen smelled of whiskey, tea, and some kind of lavish shampoo, but the smell was nice. Her skin and hair was softer than he'd imagined it would be. As anxious as he felt, he also felt warm and content, as if he belonged right there. “Hah! I did not trust humans long before the simulation, or even as a remnant. I imagine that is how that woman was so easily able to manipulate me.” Between the constant bullying he received throughout his childhood, as well as his abusive father, it was hard to remember ever trusting in people in the first place, though his Mother at least had been loving. That was part of the reason he'd had a preference for animals. “You are different though. Your aura is virtuous. You are also immune to the poison secreted from my body. Otherwise I could never embrace you in such a way.” He tried to explain why he trusted her above the others, suddenly feeling self conscious. “In time, perhaps I will grow to depend on the others as well.”

He wished they could sit like this for the rest of the day. Despite hating to be idle and living a workaholic lifestyle since awakening, for once he felt calm just sitting still. The screaming was quieter than normal, and he suddenly could feel how exhausted he was. All good things come to an end though, and she finally pulled back a bit, her tears now dried for the moment. The feeling of sadness returned a bit as her warmth left him, although she kept her arms around him still, which was unexpected, but he was secretly grateful. He was the type that usually hated physical contact of any kind, so why was it that her touch soothed him so? Gundham thought he'd regained control of his emotions, until she stated with such sincerity that she would open herself to trusting him more. Especially him.

He was suddenly all too aware of how close her face was to his, her eyes peering into mismatched hues. As hard as he tried to reign in his feelings once more, he was certain that his face had reddened to some degree yet again, much to his chagrin. “Y-yes I would like that.” He managed to stammer out, trying to stay focused on the conversation, instead of letting his gaze wander to her lips. He finally pulled his arms away from her, as much as he didn't want to, but he was finding it hard to focus on anything else. “Yes the movies.” He cleared his throat a bit awkwardly, before frowning. There was no way he could take Sonia on a date looking and smelling like he currently did.

“I… uh… I haven't quite finished at the farm for the day.” It wasn't a lie, and as much as he wished he could just take the day off, the animals needed the care he provided. “If time is a construct here, I shall simply arrive back at your abode when the sun dips into the horizon!” He proclaimed. “The theaters seem like a sound location.” He doubted she wanted him in her cabin for so long anyway, just the two of them. It gave him the time he needed to get ready anyway. He stood and headed for the door way. “I shall return, Queen Sonia.” He then headed out of the door and to the farm.

#more-than-a-princess #☾✩☽ Such is the Will of Casualty ----- IC Gundham Tanaka #☾✩☽ Verse: Danganronpa---- Post Neo World Program

[cryptidxmoth]

Aervis' parents

#∘☽∘ tiny moth cryptid ∘☾∘ (aervis) #∘☽∘ red eyes and fluffy wings ∘☾∘ (ic) #∘☽∘ blurry camera photos ∘☾∘ (art) #sneak peek

[psycadenza]

the narrative says he HAS to die .

#🎶 he fleeth as it were a shadow┊┊☽ * · : ic #🎶 peccata mundi ┊┊☽ * · : dash comm .

[lilitophidian]

Chewsday?

Only if you desire to lose a limb or take on twelve inches of pure pain.

#⋆˖⁺‧₊☽⚸☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ IC

[eternalbxtterfly]

@diotheworldus Closed starter

The young lady was at a bar,long black dress,black high heels and of course simple cup of red wine in her left hand.Goodness it was such a long day indeed,being the boss of the biggest mafia in Beijing.Considering she did not have to deal with idiots anymore Elise decided to consume a bit of alcohol before she actually had to go home for the day.

"Oh how nice this is."

#☽🦋☾We are currently speaking-Ic☽🦋☾ #{{diotheworldus]}

[starclanstims]

Shadowsight with heronpaws art but lesbian stimboard ^^

shadowsight stimboard with lesbian flag themes requested by: anon

i'm assuming you meant @/heropaws ^^"! you can always ask me to change the art if necessary, but i hope you enjoy :]

credit: x | x | x x | x | x x | x | x

#☽˚｡⋆.💫 | stimboard #☽˚｡⋆.💫 | request #otherkin #fictionkin #warriorcatskin #warrior cats kin #shadowsightkin #shadowsight kin #stimboard #lesbian #pride stim #white stim #orange stim #pink stim #cake stim #icing stim #wax stim #lipstick stim #paint stim

[ladyseidr]

i think my favorite fn.af theory that i've ever read is that, on the seventh night / custom night, the protags can Genuinely, Actually control the AI of the animatronics. like yeah they're just doing that to themselves. mike after 6 nights of almost dying turning their AIs to 20 like "you know what i can take them"

#☽—— ⸢ ooc ⸥ #f n a f / #.tbd. #to be clear i obv think this is a very silly concept and def not canon it's just a game mechanic like come on #but the idea is SO funny #movie!mike sleeping through the entire nights VS game!mike being like 'fuck this is boring let's do hard mode' #. . . hate that that's actually semi-IC to my michael

[writteninscarlet]

“It’s so rare to find PEACE around here. So I hope you have a good reason for disturbing my yoga time. Acceptable reasons do including bringing food, or the potential end of the world, but I can tell you one of those options would make me far happier than the other.”

Mini open starter~

#ᗢ ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ once and always a witch ; ic

[deadeyemarkxman]

" What if I'm not mortal~?" Came a voice from within the shadows. It was sultry with low notes, pleasant and haunting at the same time.

(Hi from @onyx-the-temptress )

He had been in yet another zone, on the hunt for pieces of the Shadow Khor when the area became enveloped in shadows. The first sign that he took something was wrong was his ear twitching. As a hunter, he learned to trust his body's natural instincts; his ear twitching meant there was a sound that had been picked up, yet not fully registered by his brain.

❝Show yourself.❞ Hazen let out as a low growl. "Don't be a foolish mortal."

When the mysterious voice responded, he was needless to say caught off guard. It seemed to wrap around his mind, holding it in a near vice. A warm, yet anxious feeling built up in his chest and throat. It wasn't til he heard Malizz, his demon, hiss with dissatisfaction in his ear that he snapped back. Now his fingers itched for his weapon, but he didn't want to summon it yet; Malizz was clearly upset, but there was no need to rush into a fight just yet.

❝Then it'd seem we'd be on even grounds.❞ He replied back, eyes darting left and right to find the source of the encounter.

#;These New Demons☽IC #onyx-the-temptress #『Hola!』

[phantasmalnightmare]

Continued from thread

"Nah, I don't watch that much anime." He said, feeling self conscious all of a sudden. She was so shocked he'd never heard of Esper Ito-Chan before. He could tell she was very passionate about the anime as she described the various material it came in now days. Perhaps, it was bigger in her own country, but if it took place in Tokyo, it was doubtful. He was probably just living under a rock. He frowned at her next words, and gave her hand an awkward pat since it was easily accessible. "Who cares what's expected of you? Yeah, as a leader there are some sacrifices you make. But is it really that big of a deal if you watch anime on the side? Being in a gang is all about freedom."

Everything he'd heard about her family so far just sounded like the opposite of Toman. It sounded stuffy, micro managed, and like being in a cage, all in one. He'd made Toman to protect his friends' freedom and happiness, and yet they'd branched into one of the greatest gangs all the same. No need for cutting out all his enjoyment for life because of it. Though, he supposed he was too busy to watch anime most of the time now days. He had enjoyed it as a kid. His gang was worth giving it up though. Mikey stashed the helmet back into the compartment at the rear of his bike. A brow raised as he joined her, and they were waved through by the guards. Sonia really seemed to think that he was going to be bothered by whatever was behind those doors. He would show her, whatever it was, that it was no big deal to the Invincible Mikey. He wondered what it was, and his heart picked up speed in anticipation as she cracked open the doors. What would it be? Drugs, theft, perhaps torture? There was nothing noteworthy inside though. A bit confused, he followed the princess down the stairs. What was so bad about this place, he vaguely wondered, as he followed her to another set of stairs. There were no torture instruments or pools of blood. No shelf full of drugs. Only boobs… Wait boobs? Sonia had opened the next door, full of women in different stages of undress.

"O-oh this is what you meant." He felt his face flush, and he tried to look anywhere but inside the room. Shit, he did not want to go in there. He was the Toman leader though. Surely he could handle seeing some boobs. Mikey wasn't great with women in the first place though. His gang was full of nothing but men, and he'd always been too busy to date. The small bar felt hot, or maybe it was just him, as he walked in with the princess, uncharacteristically meek. He tried to avoid making eye contact with any of the women, which only made things worse. Instead his gaze would fall on their chests or lower still. Luckily, it seemed like they were all at least wearing panties. He thought he might die otherwise.

Manjiro was only half paying attention to their hurried conversation, and was only too pleased to find that Trixie was in a room off on her own. He practically ran out into the hallway after the princess in an attempt to get away. As they approached the hostess's room though, he wondered if it might be even worse. The gaudy homemade sign she had on her door was not a great start. At least she was dressed. That was something. The blonde took in the girl as she blathered on in English. She was pretty, but in an all too fake way. The way she was laughing without a care in the world when Satori was dead. His head hurt all of a sudden, and he felt that familiar pull of darkness that lived just beneath the surface. That's when Trixie addressed him, and he finally understood a part of the conversation. Babyface… so she knew that he was under age.

The darkness broke free. Gone was the carefree boy from moments before, that had blushed his way through a room full of women. His face was devoid of any emotion, aside from pure malice, as he stepped into the room. He didn't remember that he'd given Sonia the right to discipline Trixie, nor his proclamation that he wouldn't hit a woman. He sauntered up to the girl and grabbed her by collar of her shirt, lifting her easily off the ground despite his smaller frame.

He heard choking sounds, but didn't seem to be concerned in the slightest. "You knew he was underage… You bitch. Why would you give a middle schooler a gun? Satori is dead because of you… So you should be dead too." His tone was as if he were talking to an insect and not a human being.

#more-than-a-princess #☾✩☽ the invincible mikey-------------------------- ic manjiro sano #☾✩☽ Verse: Crossover

[alicornae]

open starter.

  the young princess was still getting used to the castle- so vast and unfamiliar, and it made it that much more intimidating for her. nevermind how long it’s been, there’s no doubt it was more than just her home- the castle had changed over the years.   but if she could focus on one thing at the time, she’ll be able to keep her head on her shoulders. at least, for a little while.

  shoe-clad hooves clicked loudly in the empty halls as she wandered them like a ghost, directionless. luna didn’t know what she was doing outside of her room, all she knew is that she was restless. there was nothing much for her to do there aside from read or aid in dreams, and even the latter took too much energy from her to do comfortably. so her legs decided for her.   and that, to no one’s surprise, had wound up getting her lost. her legs were already tired, and luna had a sneaking suspicion that she’s passed that particular painting twice now.

    her ears pinned back flat as she let out a tired groan. nothing made sense here, and she was starting to lose her patience with it. but then, her ears perk back up as she heard a separate set of hoofsteps approach, moving her direction.   pretty teal eyes look up to watch the other as they passed through. this was going to be her only chance, but her throat tightened up, her voice stuck in it. no! she refused, and with brows furrowed, eyes set upon the other with an almost intense gaze as she cleared her throat.

“  W-We require assistance!  ”  she winced at the sudden loudness of her voice in the previously quiet room, but surely the other pony could not ignore the plea of royalty, right? she silently prayed that it was enough.

#` ♡ 🌙 ( queen of the winter court — ic. ) ` #` ☽main v☾ / luna ` #( casually reposts an old open from her old blog ) #( have a season 1 luna bc why not )

[psycadenza]

❝ ALRIGHT, sound off, who’s not dead ? ❞

#🎶 he fleeth as it were a shadow┊┊☽ * · : ic #🎶 qui tollis peccata ┊┊☽ * · : open #// OC havers are we ok