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popplebot-art · 7 months
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The three protagonists of my personal, future RPG project. I believe I already posted this here, but Daiyu's (formerly Dragna) design and theming changed quite a bit
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yourdailyqueer · 10 months
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Alana McLaughlin
Gender: Transgender woman
Sexuality: N/A
DOB: 26 June 1983  
Ethnicity: White - American
Occupation: Mixed martial artist, veteran
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lovebrucelee · 7 months
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canmking · 6 months
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B r u c e L e e
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env0 · 3 months
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Happy Tuesday
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ongawdclub · 6 months
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B r u c e L e e
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zumainthyfuture · 1 year
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Jim Kelly was a prominent African-American martial artist and actor, best known for his roles in the "blaxploitation" films of the 1970s.
Kelly was born on May 5, 1946, in Paris, Kentucky, and grew up in San Diego, California. He began studying martial arts as a teenager and quickly excelled, earning a black belt in karate. He became a popular tournament fighter in the 1960s and 1970s and won numerous championships.
Kelly's big break in film came in 1973 when he was cast in the lead role in "Enter the Dragon," a martial arts movie starring Bruce Lee. Kelly's performance as Williams, a wisecracking, afro-wearing martial artist, made him an instant icon and helped to popularize the blaxploitation genre.
In the years that followed, Kelly starred in a number of other martial arts and action movies, including "Black Belt Jones," "Three the Hard Way," and "One Down, Two to Go." He also continued to compete in martial arts tournaments and worked as a martial arts instructor.
After retiring from acting in the 1980s, Kelly remained involved in martial arts and was active in promoting the sport and encouraging young people to get involved. He passed away on June 29, 2013, at the age of 67. Jim Kelly's contributions to the martial arts and film industries continue to be celebrated today.
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theblindninja · 1 year
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袁永辉双节棍
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inkopolis-connection · 5 months
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Drunken Master! (reference)
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th3p0rtalmaker · 3 months
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WAIT, you did Taekwondo lessons?! Taking martial art lessons is one of my biggest dreams! (I was very inspired by Kung Fu Panda when I was little. Haha!😂) That's so cool!🤩🤩🤩
Thank you! ☺☺☺ Martial arts is a big part of my special interests/identity, even tho I haven't been able to practice for several years. It's one of the things I dream about picking up again when I have a stable home of my own.
I also wanted to start posting little demonstration videos of some of the techniques featured in my fanfic's fight scenes! (Sadly I can't do Hector's scorpion kicks, but there are a few other impressive kicks I can do. 😉)
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Jackie Chan Stuntmaster (2000) developed by Radical Entertainment and published by Midway Home Entertainment for the PlayStation.
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lovebrucelee · 7 months
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canmking · 5 months
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J i m K e l l y
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env0 · 2 months
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Double Dragon
Hi(gh kick) (gif below)
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Bonus wiggle
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shamrockqueen · 8 months
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Thigh Rider
Pairing : Yuri Boyka X Reader
Warnings : PWP, Thigh riding, Thigh humping, dirty talk in a Russian accent.
Word count : 1239
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He traced his thumb over the quote as he read it over a second time.
У человека все в руках, и все ускользает сквозь пальцы от чистой трусости (Man has it all in his hands, and it all slips through his fingers from sheer cowardice.)
He would remember to hold onto all of the gifts he has been given thus far from now until the very end of his days. A warm bed, a loving home, and a beautiful woman that holds tightly in her hand the key to his once cold and icy heart.
She stood not far from where he sat, peering past the kitchen doorway and into the living room towards him, reading his book as he rested in an armchair.
He was strong, thick of frame, with short dark hair still shaved at the sides with a thick strip down the center as he always had it. A thachy goatee circles his pink lips as he runs his tongue between them in thought as his dark brown eyes search over each page.
You only stood by your hiding spot near the doorway as you watched him, envious of the simple hardback as it stole his attention from you. You craved what you greedily took every day to always have his eyes and hands on you. So much so that you wished he’d look up from his book and back at you.
As if he heard your thoughts, he did just as they asked, pulling his gaze from the pages and directing it towards you. You nearly tried to head under his now-heavy watch, ducking sheepishly towards the edge of the doorway.
He knew what you wanted; it was always too easy to tell. Whoever you hid from like this, it meant you wanted something naughty but couldn’t work up the courage to ask.
"Speak," he called out, his accent minimal with just the one-word phrase. His deep voice booming throughout the adjoining rooms. He didn’t like playing silly games with you. If you want something from him, you’ll have to ask; otherwise, you’ll go without.
"I-I just wanted to…to see you." You answered back, as meek as ever. He hated it when you acted fearful, like a shivering lamb standing before a snarling wolf. He was your cuddly bear, and you were his wily fox.
He set his book on the table beside him and gestured for you to approach. He needn’t ask twice, but at first you only hesitantly leave your perch by the doorway to approach him.
"Quit playing mouse. You make a far better pussycat." His voice came out as a low growl, a thick Russian purr erupting from his tightly gritted teeth.
You weren’t fooling anybody.
You trot over and nearly throw yourself onto his lap to cry like the spoiled brat you were. You only wanted his attention. You never felt more special than when you had all of him to yourself, so now that he was yours again, you buried yourself in the white cotton fabric of the chest of his thin tank top. It was coupled with the compressive gym shorts he’d worn when he worked out in the garage.
You were clad in one of your little white dresses and a pair of frilly white socks, but nothing else. It left your breasts to press freely against the soft fabric and your core to be grazed by the cool air of the room.
One of your legs is wedged between his so that your knee nudged his covered cock, but the other nearly dangled over his leg and off the chair, letting your bare pussy press to his equally unencumbered thigh.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, whimpering into his shoulder, "I just wanted some attention."
It wasn’t untrue, but he could tell you had wanted far more than a little of his focus, mainly by the way he could feel your slick little cunny pressing against his skin.
He bumps you with his leg like he’s bouncing you in his lap, making you little pussy rub against him faster than you had done yourself.
You whine just the way he likes. That shrill squeak let him know he could twitch at you however he wanted. But, what he wanted to see was you getting off all by yourself on his thick thigh.
"This is what you wanted, isn’t it? You wanted to press your pretty pussy against me, right Kukla?" He spoke with a deep laugh as he looked over the beautiful display before him.
You nod vigorously with a "yes, yes please," all desperate as you palm his cock, only to have your fingers swatted away.
"You want to cum, do it yourself!" He huffed like an angry bull before bouncing his leg from under you, dragging it along your exposed flower, and ruffling your folds.
Your face turns a hot red as you do as you’re told, spreading your cunt slowly along his thigh before pressing hard and pushing your hips back up towards his pelvis.
"Good girl, Kukla" His chest rumbled as he spoke.
You give a whimper before dragging and pushing your hips again, making your little flower drool all over him. He’s goading you on as your pussy sucks at his bare thigh.
Your body shuttered with each drag of your hips and bump of his thigh. All while he looked down at you and chuckled to himself. This little game was fun, but the sight of you riding just his leg was driving him almost equally as crazy, making his cock stiffen from where it was tightly confined in his shorts. It was time to end this quickly so he could bury himself inside your sweet cunt.
"Cum, baby, I know you can." His words drip right off his tongue with a thick Russian drawl. It spurs you on to quicken your pace, chasing that sweet, fluttery release.
He bounces you on his knee as you try to shuck your cunt along his leg. As he’s grinning wolfishly down at you, his precious little doll is fucking herself against his leg like a horny brat.
You’re crying into the air as your nails dig into his skin, making him hiss. You shake your hips as his leg still shakes below you to tease you to your finish.
His little doll sings for him so shrill, loud, and beautiful that he could just wrap his thick, hard arms around you and grind you down on his leg until you’re creaming all over his skin.
Your movements are furious, but your mind is blinded by a burst of white lights, turning your little brain all hazy. You can’t think, and you only whine and cry as you spill slick all over his skin.
Your body feels too heavy to continue, but your hips propel you slowly as you ride each wave until it pulls you under and you're collapsing against his shoulder as he chuckles nice and low and hungry.
"Is my Kukla tired already?" He says as he pushes your hips off of his leg until you're further into his lap and your sensitive core is pressed against the hard bulge in his shorts, "You have no more energy for me?"
Like a dimming flame doused with kerosene, the drag of your cunt over the outline of his cock has you burning up for him all over again.
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st-just · 1 year
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Narset Fanart by Asur Misoa
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