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scottlivesaymusic · 4 months
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CIncy’s Song of the Day (1.8.24)
SŸDE - Her Touch
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blackashart · 7 months
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Goretober 2022 Day 5, “Too Much Blood” feat my old Dnd character!
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litleheart · 7 months
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dol-dee · 6 days
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Lazy scribbling quiets through the early morning of the library. The light still muted and sleepy. Books lining the shelves. Everything blissfully calm.
Dee yawns, leans heavily on the library counter and continues to chip away at the last of her homework. 
Impeded only by the heady moans, pathetic gasps and friction against her back as Sydney grinds into Dee's ass. Greedy for the stimulation it provides. Lost in the pleasure of her frantic humping.
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When Dee met Sydney for the first time she hadn’t been particularly interested in the girl.
Had felt a somewhat lukewarm, detached sort of neutrality towards her. 
Only a step above most other people, in her mind, because Sydney was polite, nice enough to talk to (despite the religious bullshit) and didn’t grope or assault her. As everyone else in this shithole of a town liked to do.
Unfortunately those feelings of neutrality were quickly replaced with something else, once Dee got to know the reserved blonde a bit more.
Not only was Sirris her parent; kind, patient Sirris who taught science and was laid back enough that even the rowdiest delinquents begrudgingly tolerated them. But it also meant that most people, or students - not to mention, Whitney and Headmaster Leighton -  didn’t fuck with her. 
Or- At least not to the extent that they like to do with her.
It also became apparent that Sydney actually was as innocent and chaste as she behaved. Like the churches fucking holy figure incarnate. Oblivious towards any of the advances and comments made towards her. Unblemished to a degree she could never hope to be. Not in her circumstances. In short, it meant she was treasured.
“Treasured”. 
A word, so unattainable, Dee could only hungrily salivate over the thought of it. 
Jealousy simmering in her chest, as she shivered in her shitty, orphanage issued bed. As she choked down the cheap, bland food the orphanage provided. 
As she had to steal, fight and whore herself out to stay afloat. As she had to waste more money on bandages, than necessities, green and blue as she was from another run in with would be rapists, kidnappers, bullies and so on. At this point they all started to blend together. 
As another week's pay disappeared into Bailey's bottomless pockets. Another week of freedom, for now at least. An incessant cycle.
Yes. Dees' feelings of neutrality had quickly soured into resentment, for someone who wasn’t even aware of how good they had it.
So the next few times they had crossed paths, Dee had been curt, snappy, maybe even a little cruel; stealing one of the books, knowing Sydney would be the one getting in trouble for it. Despite her best attempts to not let her jealousy boil over.
It had left the Librarian visibly confused and uncertain but annoyingly polite despite it all. 
For the sake of her own sanity, morals as well as a Detention free life, Dee had taken to avoiding Sydney altogether and that had almost been the end of things. 
Until an Idea started to creep in. A gross, sickly little thing that would make her no better than the rest of the fucks in this town. 
But the thought didn't leave her, slowly grew with each passing day instead; like mold or.. lichen she supposed.
She wanted to ruin Sydney. Wanted to drag her down to her level, in the only way she knew. . .
Which is how we find ourselves back in the present. Sydney fervently, desperately dry-humping Dee's ass. Her surprisingly massive girlcock soaking precum into both of their skirts. 
Dee couldn’t even lie to herself; just thinking about Sydney’s pretty, meaty cock had her salivating. Who would've thought someone so cute could hide something so massive under their skirt?
But right now was not the time for that, she had her homework to finish.
Besides- hearing Sydney’s whorish, unabashed moans as the blondes whole body pressed into her back, hands desperately groping and pawing her tits and waist and her cock grinding into her with an almost religious fervor - was exactly the kind of ego boost she needed right now.
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wronghandcomic · 1 month
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Here’s one for Bunni.
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lifeindollcity · 5 months
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I made Bunni a little teddy bear.
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luegootravez · 2 months
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Tori Praver by © Nacho Ricci
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truckeeriverkiller · 3 months
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ufarm boy wami ngfuna ukumfaka eyntwen
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bcntbouquet · 2 months
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@everyoneismytoy // cont'd [ x ]
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“... We’ll have our freedom, Felix, and it’s sooner than you think...” Derward swallowed thickly, the weight of what he was about to reveal making him feel winded. “I found the bottle... It was inside of that hideous puppet theatre thing in the foyer, if you can believe that... I’m not lying... the whole back comes off, and there’s a compartment inside, and that’s where the bottle’s been hiding probably ever since he tried to poison you...” Jennings moved closer to Felix, putting his arms around him, resting his head on his strong shoulders.
“I didn’t touch it with my bare hands,” he said, raising his head to look Felix in the eye, “and I was careful to put everything back to where it didn’t look like anybody had tampered with it... If we can get it to the police, without identifying ourselves, I know things will start to turn around for us... There were all kinds of prints on it, and that kind of poison lingers even when it’s dried up... There was GLITTER on it, too, so it’s safe to say your lip print or mouth dna or whatever’s still gotta be on there as well...”
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in-inertia · 1 year
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@wyld-syde​:
#stunningly distressed!! #did you recover??
No, honestly. In moments of quiet, I can still hear the poorly-tuned vihuela.
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vanillabeenflower · 2 years
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My Monster Prom OCs: Part 1
In February of this year, I made 2 Monster Prom OCs, and, if this tag is still active, want to know what you think of them! (btw, they are both a fictional species, I’ll explain later)
How I made them is I made a “blueprint” for what they would look like in a character creator, then I tweaked the designs to what I was thinking for them.
Idk how to ask for this, but fanart would be appreciated!
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Here is Wren Olivetti. She is a Pabaat (fictional). Please don’t laugh at the legs, I was still learning anatomy
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And here is Dayde Sydelis, a Limffi (also fictional).
Since Tumblr only allows 10 images per post, I’ll need to upload the expressions separately, so I’ll show Wren’s expressions and I’ll show you Dayde’s in another post about my Monster Prom OCs.
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Now about their species…
What if I told you that I made entire train-of-thought rambles about their species? I literally just wrote down what came into my head and expanded from there. I think I wrote them during class.
I’ll share them tomorrow!
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closeted-goth · 1 year
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not to defend oh skull ee gans but moving above a music venue and then complaining about noise + banning said venue from making noise is some prime idiot shit.
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@everyoneismytoy // cont'd [ x ]
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"... Dee-tails," snorted Derward, giving Felix an affectionate noogie on the top of his head. As much as he enjoyed studying Felix's old stomping grounds, the fact that it had Oliver germs everywhere bothered him quite a bit. He didn't touch a door knob without a tissue in his hand first and he didn't use the Saltburn toilets or showers until he'd sprayed them them down with disinfectant before each use.
"... You know he goes around the house, naked? I saw it. I wish I hadn't, but I did... But you don't need to go looking now just 'cause I told you... If you wanna gawk at a body, I'm right here... and I always will be, Fe..."
Derward resolved never to lay or sit on any furniture without spreading a sheet or blanket over it beforehand; especially in the bedroom. Who knows what kind of things Oliver did in there.
"I've been thinking... What if we don't kill him, but we Christmas Carol him, so to speak? Not that he deserves redemption, what he's done is unforgivable even by Christians' standard... but it would get him out of here, possibly 'cause a natural death via heart attack, and at the very least it's a way to get rid of him without adding to your mounting list of felonies..."
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curryvillain · 7 months
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.@CornBreadJapan Is A "Choppanese" Badman In New Video
The connection that Jamaica has with Japan is decades long. Add music to the mix, and they’re basically siblings. Japanese Dancehall is nothing new either, and many Artists have emerged with their own styles, creating solid movements. Dancer/Recording Artist CornBread is one of those who was heavily influenced by the Dancehall sound, and has been enjoying a fruitful music career. Check out his…
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wronghandcomic · 3 months
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Bunni is so cute. And fun to draw. I need to get on her spin off comic.
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lifeindollcity · 5 months
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Bunni Syde! She's a character in a webcomic spin-off I'm working on. I have a webcomic @wronghandcomic and I'm working a doll of the main character for that. Bunni is going to star in her own little, more kid friendly spin off.
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