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sacharowan · 7 days
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hi hello it is me , the talon of the hawk obsessed anon , did I read that post right that there are TWELVE parts planned??? because that is the best news I've had all year and I am cheering you on from the sidelines bc thats so exciting to me
HI!!!!
yes twelve parts :)) there's twelve songs in the album so I'm doing one part for each song! originally, I think I just planned for Lone Star and Santa Monica. and then I relistened to the whole album and realised that I could make the whole thing about them
so that's how we got here! twelve parts. honestly, I love it, but it is gonna be an experience to write.
thank you so much!! I appreciate you a lot and these asks have and will be used as motivation to convince me to write the rest of the nine parts
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hawktims · 4 months
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Hawk kissing Tim's forehead.
FELLOW TRAVELERS (2023)
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bethccassidy · 2 months
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FELLOW TRAVELERS 1x07 “White Nights” (2023) Dir. Destiny Ekaragha
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doumadono · 8 months
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(Since you wanted me here so much! HERE I AM BESTIE!)
🍑For Sinful Sunday🍆
I am thinking about Hawks and well... he is a bird yeah?
So how about Hawks going into his spring season??? Him being all nice and sweet, giving his s/o little gifts, him LITERALLY building a nest... ONLY TO FUCK IN THERE FOR DAYS! Until his pretty mate is tired and full of seed to the point it's leaking out. Of cours it's not like he is done just yet 😏😏😏
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(Hoenstly... idk what I am doing here! Love you gurl!)
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SINFUL SUNDAY
Spring was the mating season for birds, and you could likely guess how it affected Keigo. During this time, he constantly felt a fiery heat, and his sexual desire became noticeably heightened.
"It's spring," he moaned. His hips surged forward, making you gasp around his thick shaft, his reddened tip hit the back of your throat again as you were giving him the head.
Tears welled up in the corners of your eyes as he began slamming his cock down your throat, his pace rough and rapid, almost primal.
Did he mean it was mating season? You had indeed observed other avian-like traits in him lately — those little trinkets he proudly displayed on his desk at work, the absent-minded whistling as he strolled through the office. Yet, you never thought mating season could be among them!
His words tumbled out hastily, almost strained, as if forming complete sentences was far beyond him. His rut had utterly consumed him. “Fuck, gonna cum soon.” His pace quickened as his entire length was being forced down your tight throat. His wings trembled and unfolded as he cum into your mouth.
The instant his taste met your tongue, an involuntary moan escaped you.
"Fuck, dove. I need you, right now," he growled, his lips brushing against yours as he helped you up to your feet. His hand ventured between you, shifting your underwear aside as two fingers delved into your dripping warmth. Another guttural growl escaped his lips. "Oh, fuck, I gotta fuck you. So incredibly wet," he murmured, pushing you down on the bed that looked rather like a huge nest with all those pillows and blankets, his hand wrapping around his aching cock, pumping it several times, gliding it between your slick folds to immerse it in your intoxicating wetness shortly after. Hawks aligned himself with your entrance, impelling himself entirely inside you with one fluid motion. Your gasp of pleasure was truly a music to his ears. He began pounding into you relentlessly, filling the air with an unmistakably lewd and wet squelching sounds. "Oh, oh, fuck!" He clung to your hips with an intensity that hinted at marks to come, and his fervent kisses trailed from your cheek down to the pulse point on your neck, each one growing increasingly passionate and sloppy. "You belong to me," he panted, his thrusts becoming increasingly sloppy. "All mine," his voice, drenched in overwhelming desire, reverberated with a deep, primal hunger.
Your cunt clinched against him as your head lolled back on the pile of pillows.
Hawks deftly angled his hips, hitting that spongy, sensitive spot deep within you, and in an instant, your climax devoured you. Your walls clenched tightly around his throbbing dick, creating a frothy white ring at the base. "Oh, Keigo, yes!"
This was sufficient to push him over the brink too. His hips spasmed against yours as he released his hot semen deep within you. "Ah, fuck! My sexy baby bird," Hawks grunted, laying on top of you. "Took all of my seed so well. Hope you'll get round with my offspring soon."
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asterwild · 6 months
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Red-tailed hawk (Buteo jamaicensis) found throughout most of North America
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sersh · 1 year
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MAYA HAWKE Photographed by Silvia Merlo at the Tactless Tour in Milan, Italy on February 25th 2023
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oifaaa · 3 months
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Would you ever consider drawing some Arrows? I'd love to see Connor Hawke in your style
I don't tend to draw the Arrows alot bc I really struggle to draw them I don't know what it is about them specially but I never quiet like how they turn out
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mothsandbees · 6 days
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since you asked for asks, could we get merrill and hawke dancing? drunkenly or at a party or covered in blood, endless possibilities
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the intricacies of hawke mating rituals.....
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writersmorgue · 2 months
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Source @/Sonic_Screwup on Twitter (I think)
Anon I want u to know that I am so sick but I got your submission and needed to make this immediately
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takami-takami · 1 year
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more on sexually repressed Keigo: he doesn't want to scare off his crush with his sex drive so every date is like edging himself almost?? it's so good but so painful and whenever they kiss him they press into him just hard enough he makes a strangled moan/ chirping noise in the back of his throat. yeahhhhhh
🪷 anon
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Oh my God, those little makeout sessions at the end of your dates have simultaneously become the highlight of his week and the bane of his existence.
You're his first real crush, he thinks, and that brings with it a myriad of... disorienting feelings that go past just butterflies and innocent longing.
Keigo has a commendable will and ability to conceal his newly found desires; but oh my fucking god he wishes he didn't have to. He knows you want him, too. When he presses himself against you, feathers pick up on that pounding heartbeat not from your chest, but from between your thighs.
It makes him throb in more ways than one, too.
He swats the thoughts away, shooing them off like a dog at the foot of a table. He'll be damned if he doesn't do romance right by you. Oh, you'd think he's such a freak if you knew, he's convinced.
He can't have you thinking that; so with a huff, he squeezes your hand before dropping you off at your front door yet again. The fingers on his right hand twitch when you blow him a kiss. He buries them in his pocket, turning away with a wave on his left before he takes flight, all to go home and fuck that same fist raw for another agonizing night alone.
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oz00ms2 · 4 months
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I can totally imagine shanks being fine at the fact that buggy didn’t join him when he decided to become a pirate again but once he learned who he joined he’s a mess like I can just imagine shanks calling Mihawk at 3am drunk whining and crying about crocodile and how he’s just a scheming reptile that shouldn’t go near buggy also saying that Mihawk has to make sure crocodile doesn’t go near buggy and Mihawk is listening to his rant but is super nervous cause he has buggy sleeping next to him and doesn’t want to wake him up
shanks: you have to keep buggy close ok?!! don't let your eyes off him!!
mihawk: ...... if you insist.
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mihawk covers buggy's ears so shanks' tantrum doesn't wake him of course. he's a gentleman.
meanwhile, as for croc, he's gotten nowhere with the newly turned pirate and absolutely seething about it.
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sacharowan · 12 days
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just for the record the record one of the fics that changed my brain chemistry recently is your sewis/sebchal/chewis series because the dynamics between each pairing and all three of them and the potential of the history in that series genuinely lives in my brain rent free
anon what if I cried. what then?
anyway I read this and screamed a little bit. you have made my whole entire week. month. honestly I'm gonna be thinking about this for a while. this so sweet and nice and lovely!!! <333
thank you so much!!! I love writing that series so much, it's genuinely so fun. hopefully new part soon because I have ideas :)) it's definitely getting interesting in my planning document >:))
fun fact! it was never supposed to be a series, but then I realised that the entire album could be them. so that's how we got here.
(I'm gonna be thinking about this for a very long time. forever in fact.)
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hawktims · 4 months
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Hawk picking up Tim.
Fellow Travelers (2023) | 1.04 "Your Nuts Roasting on an Open Fire" & 1.07 "White Nights"
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bethccassidy · 2 months
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FELLOW TRAVELERS 1x07 “White Nights” (2023) Dir. Destiny Ekaragha
hawk and tim kisses
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doumadono · 6 months
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‼️Z BUTA WJEŻDŻA DO SINFUL SUNDAY ‼️
Sooooooo..... You know how you gave us your wonderful MHA mixed with vikings????
You know that I am a little shit that loves to annoy you??
Good BC THAT'S WHAT I AM DOING FOR THIS SINFUL SUNDAY!!!!
I would like to ask for a smut with your viking Hawks :3
Why??? Bc I can >:3
Of course feel free to ignor it.
💎🐺
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Warnings: viking!Hawks
SINFUL SUNDAY KVITRAVN - MHA VIKING AU
In the dimly lit hall of the Viking longhouse, the crackling flames cast flickering shadows on the rugged walls. The air was thick with tension, a palpable energy that seemed to swirl around the figure of the formidable Viking leader, Hawks. His piercing gaze bore into yours, the ones of the thrall, a silent invitation that sent shivers down your spine.
The celebration ensued following the triumphant raid led by Earl Hawks. After a successful return with his warriors and shieldmaidens, a grand feast was organized to commemorate their achievements.
As the feast raged on around you, the clinking of tankards and the distant sounds of merriment faded into the background. The world narrowed down to the man before you, adorned in furs and leather, an embodiment of raw power.
Wordlessly, he led you to a secluded alcove, shielded from prying eyes. The air was charged with anticipation as Hawks closed the distance between you. His lips crashed onto yours, demanding and possessive. The taste of mead lingered on his tongue as he deepened the kiss, a fiery dance that left you breathless.
Cloaked in the heat of the moment, Hawks' hands roamed over your body, fingers deftly undoing the intricate fastenings of your garments. The air was thick with the scent of passion as he lifted you onto a sturdy wooden table, his eyes never leaving yours.
The rough-hewn table became a battleground of desire, a clash of primal instincts as Hawks left a trail of hot kisses along your neck and collarbone. Each touch was a promise, a testament to the untamed passion that burned within him.
His hot breath whispered promises, and you moaned softly, the sound mingling with his own grunting.
"Look at you, my little thrall," Hawks growled, his voice low and husky, a command that sent shivers down your spine. The hunger in his eyes spoke of a primal need, and you could feel the magnetic pull drawing you closer. "I saw you staring at me for the entire feast."
"I want you, my lord, but I'm nothing but your servant," you whispered, your voice laced with urgency.
Hawks grinned, a predatory gleam in his eyes, before capturing your lips again in a searing kiss. His hands moved with purpose, divesting you of the remaining layers that separated you from the raw intensity of the moment and the cool air of his alcove.
The air was thick with the scent of desire as Hawks' fingers traced patterns of heat across your skin as they slipped between your thighs, rubbing little circles around your slick slit. His touch ignited flames within you, and you arched into him, craving more of the searing connection that bound you together.
Hawks' voice was a seductive melody as he murmured against your ear, "You're mine tonight, completely and utterly, little Y/N."
A whimper escaped your lips as his hands explored every inch of your exposed flesh, mapping out the terrain of passion. The sensations intensified, a heady mix of pleasure and yearning that threatened to consume you.
Hawks' lips found their way to the hollow of your throat, his tongue tracing a path of molten desire.
"I've wanted this," he confessed, his breath hot against your ear, "To taste you, to feel your silky skin beneath my hands."
His words fueled the flames, and the world around you blurred into a haze of ecstasy. Hawks' kisses left a trail of fire as he descended lower, his actions speaking louder than words in the intimate language of desire.
Hawks gracefully lowers himself to his knees, urging you to perch on the table's edge as he gently parted your thighs. Casting one final sultry glance, he plunged into a seductive dance of kisses and nibbles along the expanse of your inner thighs, progressively drawing nearer to your welcoming mound. With finesse, he enveloped his skilled mouth around your slit.
An unrestrained moan escaped your lips, reverberating in the room as you surrender to the sensation. Your head tossed backward, finding solace on the wooden surface beneath you. The sinuous arch of your back accentuates the pleasure coursing through your veins, mirroring the rhythmic motion of his tongue gliding up and down your moist slit. Every so often, he expertly flicked his attention around your sensitive clit, intensifying the ecstasy that courses through your entire being by sucking on a sensitive bud.
He withdrew, taking a moment to moisten two of his roughened fingers with a deliberate lick, and then he pressed them against your sensitive clit. The calloused digits skillfully moved in rhythmic circles, expertly stimulating your clit as he simultaneously delved into the depths of your pussy with his tongue, spreading your labia with the fingers of his free hand. "Mmmm, you're so delicious, little one," he commented casually.
"More, my lord," you pleaded, your back arching further as your thighs quivered in the midst of an overwhelming wave of pleasure, leaving you in a state of blissful abandon.
Hawks deftly slid his fingers into your pussy, skillfully preparing you for his cock. Meanwhile, his mouth enveloped your clit, and his tongue danced artfully around the delicate bud. A skillful combination of flicks and suctions heightened the sensations, intensifying your pleasure to new heights.
"Allfather!" You whined, slipping one hand between your thighs to rub vicious circles around your clit.
Hawks let you do that, grinning at your vulnerable state that turned him on so much.
In an intimate moment, Hawks guided you through the throes of pleasure as your first orgasm unfolded around his fingers. Following this intense connection, he gently lifted you up from the table, cradling you in his arms, and carried you to his bed, where sumptuous furs adorned the top.
The soft glow of candlelight played upon the well-defined contours of his legs, arms, chest, and back, creating a sensual ambiance as he started undressing himself. Each piece of clothing he shed seemed like a deliberate tease, revealing the toned and sculpted physique beneath. Finally, as his pants dropped away, his cock was unveiled, proudly resting against his abdomen; his tip leaking precum.
Hawks caressed his cock with deliberate strokes, his gaze fixed on you as you willingly held your thighs apart while your fingers traced gentle circles on your moistened slit, heightening the anticipation in the air.
With a whispered request, you sought permission, your words laden with desire, "May I taste you, my lord?"
Hawks, in response, nodded affirmatively, closing the distance as he approached the edge of the bed.
You instantly rolled to your knees and crawled to the edge of the bed, taking his cock in your small hands, spitting down on his tip, spreading the saliva with your hands all over his thick, hard shaft. In a matter of moments, you lowered yourself, delicately trailing the tip of your tongue along the length of his cock, starting from its base and ascending all the way to its apex. You enveloped your lips around the delicate tip, expertly applying suction as your skilled movements traversed the length of his shaft. The rhythmic motion of pulling the skin up and down his cock elicited a deep, guttural groan from the earl, resonating with the passion that enveloped the moment.
"Keep on sucking my cock, little one," Hawks encouraged. "Just like that."
In the midst of your passionate encounter, you delicately withdrew his dick from your mouth, allowing your tongue to playfully tease its tip. After a few teasing strokes, you eagerly sucked him back into your mouth.
His hands glided into the soft strands of your hair, cradling the back of your head as he began to rhythmically move his hips, the deliberate pace of his thrusts conveying a raw intensity. A low growl escaped his lips, punctuated by muttered curses, expressing the sheer pleasure he derived from the sensation of your warm, welcoming mouth enveloping his throbbing cock.
In the throes of escalating desire, unable to withstand the intensity any longer, Hawks gently guided your head away. With a commanding yet passionate force, he encouraged you to recline. Subsequently, he pressed you firmly onto the mattress, the softness of the bed and the warmth of fur enveloping you as his weight asserted its presence. The union of your bodies unfolded seamlessly as he skillfully pushed his cock into the depths of your pussy.
In the throes of passion, your shriek echoed through the room, a symphony of surprise and ecstasy. His cock's size surpassed your expectations, his essence an embodiment of unexpected magnitude. The profound stretch, though intense, danced on the delicate line between pleasure and pain.
He executed a rhythmic yet purposeful series of forceful thrusts, causing the entire bed to reverberate with each powerful movement. The passionate exchange of kisses between the two of you intensified, and as your hands trailed down his back, they came to a rest on his well-defined, round ass, encouraging him to delve even deeper into your pussy.
With one exceptionally potent thrust, he elicited another ecstatic cry from you, prompting you to dig your nails into his intricately tattooed back adorned with expansive wing designs.
"I'll cum, I'm about to cum!" You cried out.
Hawks skillfully guided you to recline on your side. Gently raising your leg, he positioned himself intimately behind you, seamlessly reintroducing his cock into your pussy. With precision, he cradled your leg on his hip, granting him unrestricted access to your pussy, and after licking his fingers, he brought them to your clit, rubbing it viciously.
In the heat of the moment, his rhythmic thrusts intensified, drawing forth passionate moans that echoed your appreciation of his prowess. Your arousal manifested in the rhythmic clenching of your pussy around his hard shaft.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" You whined loudly, fondling your tits.
As the intensity escalated, Hawks skillfully transitioned, his hand moving from the delicate terrain of your clit to explore the bulge in your abdomen. A self-assured smirk played on his lips, his warm breath whispering seductive words into your ear. "Look at you, little thrall, all whiney and needy, just for me. Just look at how deep my cock is buried within you. You pussy fits perfectly to my dick." Simultaneously, he applied a tantalizing pressure on the prominent bulge formed by his cock nestled within you.
The slick juices of yours cascaded down his shaft, covering his blonde pubes in your slickness. Soon, with a few powerfu thrusts, growling loudly, Hawks came in you, his seed spilling all over your velvey walls as his balls emptied. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, that's it, take it, little one, take all of my seed, yeah?"
After disengaging from your proximity, he reclined onto his back, drawing deep breaths in an attempt to steady himself.
Unperturbed by your exposed form, you gracefully shifted to your side, observing him with a discerning gaze. Your hand delicately traced a path along the contours of his well-defined, tattooed chest. "Thank you, my lord," you whispered, your voice carrying a tone of sincere appreciation.
Anticipating an immediate expulsion from his bed and the alcove, you were surprised when, instead, he drew you closer, enveloping both of you under a layer of thick furs. His whispered words brushed against your ear, "I'll make you my queen. Everyone will fear and respect you, just as they do me."
Blinking in disbelief, you stammered, "But, my lord, I'm just a thrall…"
He fixed you with a stern gaze. "And I am the earl. Everyone adheres to my command."
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deeranon · 23 days
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Can you find your creator?
@idkfitememate you know that question I asked a while ago about the number of creators? totally didn’t mean anything lol
The canvas is pretty crowded but I’m happy with it. I had to miniaturize some creators though, cuz some were too large
I love those rough pencils, man
Also I didn’t realize the tiger creator was probably supposed to be a normal tiger until I finished
Wolflord had to go mini and pop up from a portal to fit lol, and the hydra was sentenced to a bucket. I’m so creative :) melusine was hardest to draw because of ELBOWS wait I take that back, the weasel was hardest-I could never get it right
Overall I’m confident about this drawing 😊
Plus there’s a special appearance in the drawing, can you find it? ;)
Posting from my iPad again, hope it works like last time
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