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mintmont · 1 year
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Please, if anyone sees this, please talk to me about Webtoons. Especially Watermelon, Hooky, High Class Homos, 1HP Club, Night and Day, Be My Villain, unOrdinary, Tamberlane, LUMINE, Loving Reaper, Magiform, I'm the Grim Reaper, City of Blank, Winter Moon, Glacias, Death: Rescheduled, Of Dark Lords and Cabbages, Familiar Feelings, Lalin's Curse, and @CRC_Luna's Conspiracy Research Club.
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junijwi · 2 years
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We've restocked!! And you can still get 15% off using code MIGRATION in checkout in our store!
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grimmscythe · 2 months
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Today is uncomfortable
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soulstride · 4 months
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I miss going to the museum
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Title: Familiar Feelings
Author: Violet Karim
Canvas or Original: Canvas
Publication year: 2020
Genre: romance
Blurb: Sunny's dream is to graduate from the magic school of Proud Orion Academy and become a witch. The only problem is, she can't use magic. Everything takes a turn when a vampire and a werewolf not only fight to become her familiar, but end up living with her, too. Sunny thinks Mars and Leo could be the key to her finally unlocking her ability to use magic...that is, if the trio can survive school drama, dark secrets, and unexpected romantic feelings.
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puppyboygf · 5 months
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puppydog wrapped
you bit 30 people this year
you barked 5021 times
you howled a total of 148 hours! that's over 6 full days
you caused $1247.90 in property damage
your longest walk was 5 miles
you stole the remote 17 times
you ate through 12 bags of dog food
your favorite food was cardboard
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ale-arro · 7 months
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been going a little bit insane about this sentence from Ace by Angela Chen for the past week
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wolfythewitch · 2 months
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cain is like soooo funny bc how was he supposed to know that hitting your brother with a big ass rock kills him? everyone with a brother has had that urge but at least we have the privilege of knowing that he might die if we do that. nobody fucking told that poor guy what "dying" or "a severely fractured skull" even were. bruh just didnt know in my mind
THEY HUNTED
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morbidxmommy · 1 year
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ah relapse
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anna-scribbles · 7 months
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someone more attuned to the feligami agenda than i am should make a pride and prejudice au where darcy, caroline, & bingley —> felix, chloe, & adrien
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mevil · 2 months
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this silly little extra really cements the idea in my head that falin’s chimera form incorporates a cockatoo like marcille’s old pet pipi having been around some growing up they really always used to be covered in feather dander it would feel ridiculous at times
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tmascfaggot · 4 months
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need a trans masc to get on top of me and ride my face like he's fucking my throat. please and thank you
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unspecifiedfigure · 5 months
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his ass is NOT listening
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 7 months
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Embrace the truth
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finemealprompt · 9 days
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DP x DC Prompt #21
Duke had just wanted to find his parents. He hated that he was in a foster home, he hated that the cops weren't doing anything, and he hated feeling useless.
No one understood him. Well, no one except for his foster brother. Danny would help him sneak out, look for clues where he could, and generally had Duke's back. He helped Duke out of more tough spots than he could count.
Then Duke joined the "We R Robin" movement, and Danny aged out of the system. Duke hadn't seen Danny in a long time.
So when he sees his old foster brother running down the streets, holding his side and limping, Duke doesn't hesitate to pop down and help.
The problem? Danny doesn't trust Gotham vigilante's. And he's bleeding ... green?
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crybaby-bkg · 16 days
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“I thought I was supposed to be the one worshipping you today,” you say in a gasp, eyes fluttering close as you grip the sink counter tight in front of you. Bakugou only huffs a little laugh, his nails digging into the fat of your ass before he taps his palm against the flesh hard, eliciting a little hiccup from you.
“‘S my birthday, so what I say goes.” he tells you muffled, the vibration of his words making your knees quake. he has to hold you up, but he doesn’t care, finds the weight of you pressing back into him something he can get drunk off of.
he woke up nearly right after you did, trying to squeeze you close to him in bed but you scrambled out of his hold, promising to make him breakfast instead. you hadn’t expected him to follow you, to press you against the sink, to nip at your neck and kiss his way down to where your underwear rested on your hips. hadn’t expected him to drop to his knees, to worship, to kiss, to taste you. hadn’t expected him to lick you so sweetly with such a rough tongue through the fabric, for your arousal to bleed through onto his waiting tongue.
“Better than breakfast,” he mutters against you, thick fingers spreading you wide to get a good look at your winking hole, how it drools down the inside of your legs. he spits on it, diving back in to follow the trail, his lips puckering as if kissing you in such an intimate way, you think your vision goes black for a moment.
“Make me cum,” you whimper to him, his lapping pushing you up onto your toes, your hips digging into the sink counter. you reach a hand back to hold his face still with a grip on ash blond locks, grinding yourself against him until his face becomes sticky, but he grins all the while. rolls his tongue from his mouth, lets you use him because there’s no better present than being able to please you.
it comes out as a gush, your pleasure. sprays all over his mouth and chin and neck, your cries stuttered and high, your eyes clenched shut, your entire body shaking from the stimulation that overtakes you.
“Even better than birthday breakfast.” Bakugou grins, nose slightly scrunching at the tug to his hair when he slurps at your hole that still drips for him, spitting back the contents once more. he doesn’t catch it this time, just watches the thickness of his spit mingle with your pearlescent stained cum, thumbing open your cheeks to watch your hole clench and unclench from the scrutiny, the wetness slipping down your thighs.
he kisses you once more, a smacking sound, humiliating, before letting your cheeks go. not without another smack on the roundness of them, nipping at the red and warmed mark of his palm that he branded on you just moments before.
“A lot fucking better.” he tacks on once more about the stupid breakfast. you glare at him over your shoulder, even though he’s the one who’s keeping you held up right now with his firm grip around your still twitching hips.
“You’re gonna stop shading my cooking, asshole.” you bite at him, unable to hold back a shudder when you catch his devious grin, the bottom half of his face and neck still wet from your squirting.
“You caught that?” he asks with an innocent cock of his head, pressing another innocuous kiss to your warmed flesh. you tug at his hair a little harder this time, knowing it’s something that the birthday boy loves, especially by the way he’s damn near leaked through his white boxers.
“Shit head.” you mumble, but he only grins wider, his eyes flickering with the promise of devouring you whole today. just as a little birthday treat, he supposes.
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