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*contemplating an idea for an au* Padmè Amidala has a type. That type is war criminals... poor little meow meows...
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marukfe · 3 months
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Girlhood spectrum rain world edition heck yea
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dizzybizz · 3 months
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sleepy gill and gill with the bubbled evil cat
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sunclown · 2 years
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Glimmer ✨
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autismsupersoldier · 2 months
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🎵...'cuz I know a thing or two when it comes to being killed! it may seem a bit painful but at least you get to come back again, and again, and again🎵🎶
image ID in alt text, bonuses under cut
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this was the very first draft i made of this drawing. its kind of cute! i even prefer it slightly to the finished piece in certain places... especially liquid ocelot, he looks a lot sneakier here.
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some simple colour versions. i like these too
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heres where he gets sick, evil, and twisted
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lynnbutlertron · 2 months
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hey cool life hack if youre like me and you always forget to take ur medication. put ur favourite silly guys on a little pillbox . and they will remind you to take ur pills ! very silly and cute i think . smiles
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dismas-n-dismay · 27 days
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Over and Over - Rio Romeo ur not telling me she didnt think of the first time she met falin and her beauty as she recreated her in that same image of purity and kindness, piece by piece get out of here
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caroldantops · 6 months
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indentation in the shape of you || valcarol
ship: valkyrie x carol danvers
summary/request: carol shows valkyrie her new suit. valkyrie doesn't like it.
word count: 1.2k
warnings: smut (18+ only), kinda pwp, the marvels spoilers, strap on use, jealous sex, daddy valkyrie, dom!val, sub!carol
a/n: if you're seeing this coming from a ship tag hello! i usually write reader insert so if you go to my blog looking for more of this ummm. sorry.
masterlist | ao3 link
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“I’m glad that they seem to be adjusting well. Fury tells me that they’re working on restoring Tarnax’s atmosphere, so hopefully they won’t have to stay in New Asgard for too much longer,” Carol tightens her fists at her side, tension in her body clear as she stands in front of Valkyrie’s desk. 
“Oh, no worries. Having them is no bother at all. Though I’m sure they’re eager to get off Earth,” Valkyrie hums as she swirls her dagger.
Carol insisted on coming down after fixing Hala’s sun to check on things, something that didn’t surprise Valkyrie in the slightest. What did surprise her was her sudden costume change. Her suit was different. Less saturated, emblem bigger on her chest. Valkyrie didn’t like it. It didn’t feel like the Captain Marvel image that she’d grown used to. 
Plus, this one’s torn in places. Cheaply made. Not fitting for a hero who flies into suns. 
Carol is rambling on about something to do with one of the Skrull families as Valkyrie analyzes this new suit. It does hug her hips nicely. Form fitting around the waist that she’s grabbed and pulled against her many times before. 
“What’s with the new get-up?” 
“What?” Carol’s train of thought comes to a screeching halt. 
“This,” Valkyrie points her dagger at Carol. “Different suit.” 
Carol looks down at her suit. Valkyrie holds back a chuckle at how she almost looks surprised by what she’s wearing. “Oh! I got a new one.”
“Clearly,” Valkyrie laughs. “Come closer, I wanna see it.” 
Carol scrunches up her brows in confusion at Valkyrie’s sudden interest, but chalks it up to that warrior mentality. That woman loves some good battle armor. She walks around the desk to stand in front of Valkyrie, awkwardly holding still as she inspects the suit, running her hands over the material and poking a finger through one of the tears that ripped during the fight with Dar-Benn. 
“Seems cheap, doesn’t it?” Valkyrie sneers. “My armory could make you something ten times as sturdy. Where’d you get this shit suit from?” 
“It’s not shit,” Carol huffs. Valkyrie raises an eyebrow at her and pulls her finger down, making the rip bigger. “Hey!” 
“Why aren’t you answering me, hm?” Valkyrie knows damn well where this suit came from, she could tell from the moment she touched it. She just wants Carol to say it. 
“Aladna. Prince Yan--”
“Oh, a gift from your husband.” 
Before Carol knows it, she’s being tugged flush against Valkyrie. From her standing position, she towers over her even more than she usually does, but she gulps because she knows who’s in control here. 
Valkyrie knows that Prince Yan is no more than a friend to Carol, but both of them know just how much the idea of Carol being technically married makes Valkyrie’s jealousy blaze. 
Especially when she comes around with the gifts he’s given her. 
“Val--” 
“You know, I’m surprised it looks so dull, given that Aladna’s traditional clothing has more colors than a pride parade.” Valkyrie grips Carol’s waist, fingers digging into her sides. It would hurt if Carol didn’t have super endurance. But it’s enough to make the message clear. 
“It’s fine, I’ll probably go back to my old one anyway.” Carol refuses to make eye contact with her. She can’t let her know how much this is affecting her right now. 
But gods. 
It took Carol a long time to find someone who could make her feel this way. Someone who could make her feel safe rather than terrified of giving in to their control, their dominance. 
It just came so naturally to Valkyrie. Carol supposes that’s why she can’t stay away, comes running back when her thoughts get too much for her to bear and she just needs them shut off. 
Like now. 
“Don’t look away from me,” Valkyrie says firmly. Carol bites her lip and meets her gaze again. “Good girl. Bend over the desk.” 
Carol briefly considers asking why, but at the moment she can’t bring herself to fight Valkyrie’s little game. She moves some stuff out of the way and bends over the desk. She does her best to steady her breathing as she feels Valkyrie’s hands run up the back of her thighs. 
“You’d think that Prince Yan would give his princess a sturdier suit. You know, I bet I could just…” 
Riiiiiiiip.
 “Valkyrie!” 
Valkyrie laughs, giving Carol’s ass a slap as she admires what she’s done. Just as Valkyrie suspected, she was able to poke into one of the tears and fully rip a hole right through the crotch of Carol’s suit. Her cunt is exposed, the pale skin of her ass peeking through the top of the tears as well. Valkyrie steps forward, hips flush against Carol’s ass. 
“Feel that, princess?” Carol groans. “Use your words.” 
“Yes, sir.” Carol gasps as Valkyrie grinds the bulge of her strap into her exposed ass. She tries hiding her face to conceal how flustered she is, but Valkyrie won’t tolerate that. She’s tugged up by her hair, Valkyrie’s lips brushing against her cheek as she speaks lowly to her. 
“Does your husband ever do this for you?” Valkyrie doesn’t expect a response, just chuckling at Carol’s whines. “Does he know what a needy girl you are?” 
“No, sir.” Valkyrie unbuckles her belt, pulling out her strap and nudging the tip between Carol’s already damp folds. Carol shudders, pushing her hips back against the sensation. 
“Greedy, greedy thing. Already trying to fuck yourself on my cock.” Valkyrie stands up straighter, but doesn’t release her grip on Carol’s hair, knowing the stinging in her scalp makes Carol as compliant as can be. “You’re getting spoiled, princess. Gonna have to ask nicely for what you want.” 
“Please,” Carol asks softly, voice pitched high as Valkyrie rubs her clit with her strap. “Please, sir. Please fuck me.” 
“Hmm,” Valkyrie releases Carol’s hair and runs her hand down her back, feeling the strong muscles of her back quiver under her touch. “Dunno, that’s not very convincing if you ask me.” 
“Please, daddy, I need you to fuck me!” 
Valkyrie laughs and sinks her cock into Carol’s weeping pussy. Carol lets out a guttural moan, only overshadowed by the wet noises her cunt makes as Valkyrie pounds deep into her. She grips Carol’s hips, pulling her back against her to meet her rough thrusts. 
She loves having Carol like this. The all-powerful Captain Marvel, destroyer of armies and savior of the universe begging for her tight pussy to be ruined by her, shivering under her praise and degradation, weeping in her arms after she’s been thoroughly fucked. 
Carol must have been particularly pent up today, because it doesn’t take much longer for her to be on the edge, a few strokes of Valkyrie’s fingers over her clit and some whispered praises of “Good princess, let go for me. I’ve got you” send her into a shaking mess as she comes. 
She mumbles something incoherent as Valkyrie flips her over, pulling her up to curl against her chest. “What was that, baby? Can’t hear you when you’re mumbling.” 
“Thank you,” Carol sighs. 
Valkyrie smiles softly, kissing Carol on the tip of her nose and rubbing her back. “You that tired after one round?” 
“Not tired, just…tired.” 
“Ah, yeah. That really cleared things up.” 
“Shut up.” 
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shady-ratt · 15 days
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Ah yes, the three As
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ADHD
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Autism
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Anxiety
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antigonenikk · 15 days
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Feyd Rautha & Baron Harkonnen- ME AND THE DEVIL
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dropitdoeeyes · 9 months
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may i request Mordred for the Mechs doodle??? he's my silly little guy who killed an entire space station and has never done anything wrong ever
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He’s never done anything wrong!!
[ID: Two drawings of Mordred from HNOC. Mordred is a fat black trans man with a long, loose afro that reaches just past his shoulders. He has a large scar on the side of his face, as well as small nicks across the rest of his body. He wears a green cloak draped around his body, a loose yellowish shirt, old jeans with many patches and a pair of fingerless leather gloves.
In the first drawing, he’s recoiled with his arms drawn close to his chest like he just saw something disgusting. He has one brow raised, looking disgruntled. Text above him reads: “EUGH!”
The second drawing is closer and more detailed. Mordred’s eyes are closed and he has a wide smile, beaming. He holds one of his arms—covered by his cloak—with his uncovered arm. End ID]
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klonoadoortophantomile · 11 months
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buncha stuff i forgot 2 post =P
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suzie-bee · 4 months
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okay is anyone going to talk about the fucked up activity tab on desktop tumblr or is it genuinely just me???
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autisticlalna · 1 month
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outside context problem
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jellyjaws · 7 months
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do you know how crazy making it is to be in Bark Bark Bark mode for a character for whom it is VERY difficult to make indulgent niche kink art and have it be both fitting and in-character. how i have been pounding on this anvil until i wound up with something i like
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bgsartcavern · 8 months
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"I just love the smell of fear~."
Started as a screenshot redraw and kinda became it's own thing. Really happy with it regardless!!
(Reblog don't repost!)
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