#minilev

[alexxmason]

She might just be my everything. So do you think I'm being foolish if I don't rush in?

My dear, dear friend and bestie @everlastingstarlight surprised me with this more than beautiful, sweet, wonderful, gorgeous piece by @minilev of my sweethearts in their weekend AU!! I am totally in awe and full of gratitude; they look so wholesome (and I am a sucker for my Chris John) 🙈❤️ words can't begin to describe how amazing this is and how much i love this❤️❤️❤️😭😭😭

Bonus version:

#everything about this 😭😭❤️❤️❤️😭😭🥰🥰 #they look so in love #dahlia looks like an angel ✨✨✨ #chris john too 🙈🙈🙈🙈 #so in awe with this!!! #thank u both ❤️❤️ #oc: dahlia juarez #john x dahlia #x: knuckleheads #fic: memorial day weekend #no cult au #john seed x oc #no dumb tags i block 🤨 #commissions/arts 4 me #minilev #bestie tag

[refinedstorage]

rialto bay for Goro

there can be only one Goro for the palette prompts 👀

#thank you! <3 #majima goro #my art #yakuza #y0 #goro majima #palette prompts #drawing prompts #ryu ga gotoku #minilev #blood #yakuza 0 #rgg0 #*majima goro #*yakuza

[ugh-my-back]

Another birthday gift to myself, compliments of the lovely @minilev​ that took this on and delivered everything I asked for >:) 

the rest if tumblr allows under the cut

#thank you for this again <333 #I WANT THIS ON MY BLOG REEEEE #let's see if tungle allows #cyberpunk 2077 #vivian rosette #mr. blue eyes #mbe #otp: sapphire #nsft #minilev

[bloodofvalyriaarchive]

@minilev surprised me with a lil maeve for my birthday and im grinning from ear to ear :')

#oc: maeve moonsong #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 tav #minilev #dungeons & dragons #SERIOUSLY can't stop staring at this

[jillvalcntines-archive]

Loving you is a bloodspot Fighting in a love war Although you love me, sometimes we meet Things can get ugly but we're still a team We are an army, the brakes are within But that's why we're stronger, and that's how we'll win

I had to share this absolute beautiful piece of art by @minilev with you all! I was lucky enough to be able to commission Anna, because she is another artist on this side of whom I am a big fan! I LOVE and adore how she drew my two loves, Carmen Lopez and Chris Redfield!

Thank you so so much, Anna! I am in complete awe and cannot thank you enough! You did such a beautiful job!

#misc: commissions #artist: anna (minilev) #oc: carmen lopez #ship: carmen x chris #chris redfield x oc #chris redfield x ofc #misc: fanart #( also this scene plays in re6 everyone :D ) #i want to cry!! they are just so perfect #honestly i cannot thank all those artists enough who were so nice to draw those two <3 #you all just fullfill my dreams! #really anna IT IS WONDERFUL AND YOU DID SUCH AN AMAZING JOB!

[chadillacboseman]

day 21 of smutember with lion or doc please?

Smutember Day 21 - Balcony Scene

Warnings: Unprotected sex, jealously, semi-public, some risk of getting caught.

Kept promising myself the Smutember requests would be short, but this one got away from me.

For best effect, listen to something like this while reading :)

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You hate fancy parties.

Sure, the free drinks and food on golden plates are a nice touch, but you can't help but feel that you don't belong here. Not here among these French upper-class and politicians, all clinking their glasses and laughing at jokes you will never understand.

The dress you're wearing is unbearably "not you", a black lace number you had picked from the store Gustave had taken you to. Beside you, he's wearing a a three piece suit in jet black to compliment your outfit; his hair is pushed back, tucked behind his ears, a stark contrast to the usual fringe that hangs across his forehead.

Gustave rests a reassuring hand on the small of your back and leans in close to your ear, "You look miserable, ma cherie, what's wrong?" he asks and you sigh.

"Just a little overwhelmed, I'm sorry."

He hums and runs a thumb along your spine, "Do not be sorry, just stay close to me."

Gustave leads you through the throng of people in the ballroom, pushing past people who don't even offer you a second glance. Toward the front of the decadent room, a string quartet plays a song that's vaguely familiar and your heart races in time with the violinists fervent playing.

The event is honoring Médecins Sans Frontière, a group Gustave volunteered with during his time with the French Army. Whenever donations ran low, the politicians would throw an extravagant ball and plead for money to "continue the greater good" where it was needed.

Gustave feels compelled to attend every one, as his face is that of a true success story, an altruist who had saved hundreds of lives with the MSF before joining Rainbow.

"Oh Gustave!" a shrill voice calls across the ballroom and he sighs in exasperation. You recognize the voice's owner as one of the obnoxious daughter's of a French millionaire. She trots over to him, her pearl-colored silken dress hiked high above her knees.

"Oh, how good it is to see you!" she kisses his cheeks and you feel your already short temper flare just below the surface, "How have you been?"

"I've been fine, Celeste. You remember my-" his attempt to introduce you is lost as she grabs his hand and drags him to her group.

Gustave catches your eye and offers a silent apology as you stand, defeated, in the center of the ballroom.

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"More champagne, miss?" a man in a pinstriped suit with coattails offers you a tray filled with glass flutes as you seethe silently against the far wall.

"Yes," you snatch a glass from the tray and the server nods curtly before offering you a pitying look and departing.

Gustave is still in the center of the group of fawning women, all cooing over his suit and his physique, giggling and running their hands over him until you feel as if you're going to crush the glass you clutch in your hand.

Why did he bring you here?

You tear your eyes away from the spectacle and make your way to a set of french doors that lead to a balcony overlooking the garden. The cool air hits you like a freight train as you lean over the railing at watch the water in the fountain below dance, reflecting the light of the moon.

This was a stupid idea. You should have told him to him come alone.

Tears threaten to well up into your eyes as you finish the champagne and toss the flute into the bushes below. You couldn't care less if anyone sees you do it.

You hear the set of doors swing open behind you and you quickly straighten, wiping the tears on the back of your hand before turning to find Gustave standing, framed by the bright golden lights of the ballroom behind him.

Your attempts to hide the tears are futile- he knows when even the smallest thing is wrong with you.

He also knows when he's fucked up.

Gustave closes the small distance between the two of you and you move to turn back to the railing, white-knuckled fingers grasping at the fine marble accents until they ache.

"Had enough of being fawned over?" you snap.

"You think I liked that?" he sounds hurt, and for a moment the fire in your chest subsides.

"You didn't exactly make an attempt to stop them," you turn to face him and he cocks his head, his finely-coiffed hair has finally come loose, the fringe taking its rightful place in a splash across his forehead.

He looks strikingly handsome standing there in the moonlight.

"You think I want one of them?" Gustave closes the remaining gap and cups your face with his hand, forcing your eyes to his.

"I...maybe," you're still angry. Still hurt. Still willing to go scorched earth in your wounded state.

"You really think that?" Gustave's voice is husky as he tilts your face up to his, "When I have you?"

His dark eyes are intense as he stares down at you, gaze boring into yours; "Every one of those rich connards is worthless compared to you."

"That's not really an apology...." you trail off with a smirk that he returns.

"Would you prefer something like this instead?" Gustave cups your cheek and brings his mouth to yours, swallowing up your protests in a kiss full of heat and apologies.

"Gustave!" you push him away playfully and he grins.

"What? Don't you want my apology?"

He grabs you around the waist and pulls you roughly against him, his smirk growing wider and more sinister.

"Gustave..." you lean back over the railing and he follows, kissing along your exposed neck until you're giggling like a schoolgirl, "We might get caught!"

"So?"

"So, I don't want that!" You swat at him and he catches your hand, bringing it to his mouth and kissing down your wrist.

Gustave abandons his efforts at your wrist and moves his hands to your hips, roughly turning you so you're bent over the railing, staring down into the garden where other party-goers mingle obliviously.

The fiery protests welling in your throat are extinguished when he hikes your dress up to your waist and takes in the sight before him with a lustful groan.

It's not like him to act like this, not when the two of you could so easily be caught by anyone wandering outside at the wrong moment.

You hear him fumble for a moment behind you, fabric rustling as he works to free himself.

"Suits," he mutters in frustration.

A small "ha!" of triumph falls from his lips when he's successful, and you feel him grasp your hips roughly, lining you up with him and shoving your panties down your legs in one swift motion.

"Were you jealous, ma cherie?" he whispers as he drags himself lazily up and down your slit, sending a ripple of shivers up your spine, "When you do this to me?" he exhales shakily, hot breath fanning over you as he tries to hold himself back.

Gustave grips your hips and pushes inside you slowly, agonizingly, hissing as he restrains himself from thrusting wildly.

You can't even answer, too overwhelmed by the way he fills you so well, stretches you to almost unbearable limits, shoving you forward against the railing.

You let out a small moan and he chuckles, "Quiet now, wouldn't want someone to look up," he punctuates the last word with a hard thrust and you bite your lip to hold back a moan.

"You feel so good," Gustave is babbling now, barely able to string together words anymore, punchdrunk as he fucks you on the balcony, "So tight."

The fear of being caught dissipates from your mind, shoved aside by the feeling of him hammering away at the white hot core of you, building tension like a rubber band that threatens to snap at any moment.

You are so painfully close, gripping the marble of the railing as you bite back the curses that threaten to tumble out of your mouth, careful to keep your eyes on the garden below in case one of them looks up.

You wonder for a moment what they might think if they do.

The thought is pushed from your mind as the tension snaps and you feel your legs grow weak; Gustave follows, grunting as he digs his fingers into the meat of your hips.

"Don't want to ruin your pretty dress, hm?" Gustave's words come between pants as he bucks into you erratically until he is sated and your legs feel as if they are made of a wobbling gelatin.

"Does that make it better, mon amour?" He purrs the words in your ear as he pulls out slowly and lets the length of your dress fall back to your ankles as he adjusts his own clothing.

"A little," you admit with a smile.

"Let's go home," Gustave grabs your hand and you cock your head.

"Don't you have to stay for the event?"

He waves a dismissive hand at the ballroom and turns to you with bright eyes, "I'd much rather spend my night with you."

#gustave kateb x reader #doc r6 x reader #ns/fw #i need a drawing of gustave in a suit immediately #minilev where are u #next time I'll do lion when presented w this choice #i promise #hate that ubi keeps making my hold older man younger #he's now just 8 years older than me #like okay #that's not enough for my daddy issues!!!

[jxeyhudson]

maybe i am no more than these hands / than this heart / maybe there are no poets / maybe there is this / you and me / maybe / there is no dawn between us / (maybe the sun will never rise)

i know i haven’t been very active lately, but i was so fortunate to get this commission from @minilev of sam and joey just getting some rest together (with achilles, of course) in the months following the war and i had to share! there’s so much to love about this, but honestly the overall softness of this it what gets me feeling so emo every time. thank you again so much. this turned out far better than i had even imagined, and i could not be happier with it.

#the lil excerpt is from a poem i wrote from sam’s perspective on the night she rescued joey #she’s just a dumb lesbian who went to college for english what did you expect #seriously though i love this art so much #10/10 would recommend minilev for commissions like. such a good experience all around #oc: sam hunter #joey hudson #joey hudson/deputy #far cry 5 #deputy hudson #junior deputy

[juanabaloo]

Looking for something to watch this weekend?

Friendly reminder that you have 4 days* to watch the 2003 horror classic Wrong Turn for free on TUBI in the USA. Rated R for strong violence and gore. "Get Lost in These Woods and You're Dead Meat." (* until the end of Jan 2023)

Watch the trailer. Starring Eliza Dushku as Jessie Burlingame. Cannibals! People making dumb decisions! Jump scares!

Check for emotional spoilers / triggers using: - Does the Dog Die or - IMDB Parental Guide

#eliza dushku movies and shows #wrong turn 2003 #movie reco #sorry not sure why the link to the original gif was missing #all credit to minilev who made the gif #srsly tumblr where did the link go

[smuthospital]

🎃⭐️Texas Chainsaw Massacre x reader⭐️🎃

Art by: Minilev

Premise: You go hiking with a friend and this bitch has the audacity to leave you alone. You end up hitchhiking with some hippies, but their van gets a flat! Oh no! Good thing there's a farmhouse nearby. Maybe they can help

Note: I had this in the drafts for awhile. I decided to whip it out for halloween. Enjoy. Say one thing bad thats not constructive criticism and its a block. Tired of these fucking kids smh. Also, imagine everyone with a soulthern accent

-Dr. Smut

Minors DNI

Warning: Non-Con, side charicter death, mentions of gore, kidnapping, fem reader

"So uh..thanks for picking me up." You say with a nervous smile. You refrain from coughing as the strong smell of marijuana floods your nose. Right now, you're in a classic 70s Volkswagen van, hitchhiking through Texas. Your friend convinced you to go backpacking with her, but a quarterway through, she ditched you to continue the trip with her new boyfriend. Some junky she met at a gas station. You can't exactly turn tail and go home because she took the car, and stranded you in the middle of nowhere so, you had no choice, but to catch a ride with some hippies.

"No prob, sweet cheeks. Anything for a pretty lil' lady like yourself." The driver looks back at you for a moment and winks. You think he may like you. You cringe slightly. "Eddy has a crush on you! Ain't that right, Ed?" A girl next to you wearing a tie-dye crop top pokes Edds back a couple of times. "Well, who wouldn't?" He chuckles. You play with your fingers nervously. You've been driving along a dusty, desolate path through some empty part of Texas for a while now. You've always been perturbed by the idea of Texas. Americans and with their guns and hot temper and all. It seems you may have watched too many scary movies. You haven't seen a soul for miles, let alone a house, just tall grass and more tall grass.

The car suddenly jolts and you're all jostled around. The girl sitting next to you clings to you as the driver slams the brakes. You gasp for air, your heart pounding a mile a minute. "Huh!? W-what the!?" Edd shouts before hopping out to investigate. You cautiously slip out the back and join him. Edd lifts a spiked wire. It's still stuck in the now flat tire. "Some asshole must'a dropped it here while delivering somethin'," he says as he drops it back on the ground. It popped the back tires. You pull out your phone. No service. Of course.

"Do you have any spares?" You ask, hoping to get out of this creepy place. "Unfortunately these are the spares, sweet cheeks." He sighs. "Weren't you supposed to buy more, Ed?" Ann shouts from the window. "This is no time to argue! We have to get help!… Look, There's a farmhouse right there. Let's hope someone's home." He says, walking towards it.

You hesitantly follow them to the creepy house. "I'm gonna check the farm, you two knock on the door." Edd doesn't give anyone time to respond before he walks off. You walk up to the front door and Ann knocks. You feel like you're being watched. You shift from foot to foot nervously. A few minutes pass and no word. Not even a sound. "What the? Where's Edd? If no one was home, he should be back by now!" Ann looks around. You begin feeling incredibly anxious. "Let's go find that idiot," she says and walks off quickly, you follow behind her. You can't leave her to do it by herself so you agree. You walk over to the farm and see…the gate open.

"H..hello?" You call. "E-Edd?"…No response. The two of you cautiously walk into the house. It smells like wood and iron. You see a red smudge on the wall…weird. This is getting scary. "Ann…I think we sh-" You're cut off by a blood-curdling scream from Ann. You quickly go over to the open doorway she's looking at to see a horrific sight. Edd has been cut to pieces. You hold back bile in your throat and grab Ann. "Let's go!" You shout. She snaps out of her trance and follows you to the entryway, only for the two of you to halt in your tracks.

Standing there is a giant, his hulking frame filling the doorway. He's the scariest thing you've ever seen in your life. A mask covers half his face, and in his arms is a chainsaw. You make eye contact with the beast and scream. Ann yanks you deeper into the house, hoping to find an exit. The man follows you, hot on your trail. You see a back door and try to open it, but it's locked. Cassie then barely avoids losing her arm as she dodges the giant.

He hasn't tried to attack you yet. You grab a chair and smash it through a window. You pick up a plant and throw it at the man, who cornered Ann. He's completely unphased, but pauses and looks at you as if to warn you. You toss his warning to the wind and jump on his back. "Ann, go!" You scream. Ann runs towards the window but stops when another man shorter than the man you're currently on top of, smashes a hammer onto her head.

You hear a crack and she falls to the floor, limp. "Ann!" You cry. Your body was then slammed to the floor by the hulking, chainsaw-wielding psychopath. You whimper and crawl backwards. You hit a wall and he lifts his chainsaw towards you. You're thankful It's turned off. You close your eyes and wait for death. You feel the blade lightly touch your collarbone…and then gently move down between your breasts and to the junction between your spread legs…he rubs your thigh with the chainsaw lightly, as if thinking. You look up at him in confusion. He tosses the saw to the side and grabs your face in his large hand. He tilts your head from side to side, examining you.

"Think she's pretty, Tommy?" The man who just attacked Ann asked.

'Tommy', the giant holding your face grunts and nods. You're horrified. Does this monster think you're pretty? "Yeah, I agree, Tommy. Good thing you didn't turn her into dinner… though, I don't think you were gonna. You had your eye on her since their car landed in our road trap." He laughed. Trap!? This was all a setup!? Did he say dinner!? Your head is spinning.

Tommy looped his bur waist arm around your waist and hoisted you up, placing you on his shoulder like you weighed a small sack of potatoes. "H-hey! What are you doing? Put me down!" You shout, pounding your hands on his back, but it doesn't even look like he knows you're hitting him. You hear footsteps and look up to see an old woman looking over at you. “P-please help me” you whimper. She smiles down at you sweetly.

"Well, I do say, you sure found yourself a sweet little thing. Ain't that right, Thomas.” The hulking figure above you grunts in agreement. You cry as you realize she has no intention of helping you in the least. “She has a pretty voice too…Take care of my Tommy, girl!” She warns, glaring down at you. “Tommy. Get'er to pop out a few farmhands, will you?" All blood drains from your face. They…want you to…what? Tommy carries you down into a dark, creepy basement. You almost puke. You see dead bodies hanging from hooks and dismembered limbs and bones strewn about….is that Edd? You're carried down a hallway and into a room. The room is empty besides a dirty mattress in a corner. He throws you on the mattress and begins to undress you immediately.

You scream and try to stop him, but he's just too strong. "P-Please stop!" You cry. Tears flow down your cheeks and you hiccup. Tommy leans down and wipes away your tears, not calming you in the slightest. He strips you down to your bra and panties and takes a good look at you, drinking up your body. You can see the lust in his eyes. He grunts in excitement and removes his bloody apron. You curl your body up and hide yourself from him. He softly strokes your cheek and hugs you like you're a teddy bear. He's oddly gentle, but you feel he's losing patience. He taps your shoulder a few times, silently urging you to show yourself to him. when you don't, his taps become a little harder. He grunts in annoyance. He presses himself into you, trying to get closer. You feel his hard cock through his pants and try to shuffle back.

He grunts in frustration, yanking your arm and knees apart, forcing your body to reveal. You need to do something!…" Please,… don't hurt me, Tommy" He only stares into your eyes. You can see emotions swirl in his eyes before he lets go of you and stomps out of the room. Looks like he's giving you time to cooperate. You bring your hands to your face and sob. You look up. You have to get out of here! You hope to god you can do this. You get up and tip-toe towards the door as quietly as you can. You slowly open it and slide it open just enough for you to fit through, which proves to be quite difficult as it's very heavy. You don't know how the monster did it before.

You continue to quietly make your way down the dark hallway, missing the dark shadow to your side. You try not to look around too much at the carnage before making your way up the stairs. You find the window you previously broke now boarded up. You take a deep breath, preparing to make a run for the front door. You haven't heard anyone yet so you think you're still in the clear. You make it to the front door and just as you're about to try and open it, your body is slammed against the wall, your breath knocked out of you. You cough and groan. You feel dizzy. You look up to see Tommy staring down at you with a look of anger. Was he waiting for you to try to escape?

You grit your teeth before lifting your knee to knee him in the crotch, but he anticipates it and grabs your leg, lifting it. He makes space for himself between your legs and lets his large hands roam your bare midriff and up to your breasts where he proceeds to rip off your bra, revealing your chest to him. You whimper in pain and try to hide yourself, earning yourself a shove into the wall, banging your head slightly.

The corners of your eyes go dark for a few moments. Your head stops spinning when he leans down and slides his tongue up your cheek. His other hand reaches down and roughly grabs at your clothed cunt. He makes sounds of excitement once again. Saying you're terrified would be an understatement. You feel his fingers cup and wiggle around down there, not knowing what to do, but liking the feeling of doing it.

You again try to shove him off as best you can. He grunts in annoyance and moves the hand previously on your chest up to your throat. Your whimpers and please turn into choked gasps and gurgles as he squeezes. He gets even closer and you can feel something hard rub against your lower stomach. "Get her, Tommy, get her!" You hear from behind him. He grunts in response and tears off your underwear. He brings it to his nose and inhales. His eyes roll back a bit as if smelling the most heavenly scent imaginable.

You now realize he's probably never held a woman before and he's completely deprived of any sort of warm human touch. "Common, Tommy, gimme that! You get to have her, the least I should get is her undies!" His brother pleads. Tommy contemplates holding the small bit of cloth in front of him before tossing it back, which his brother catches and desperately presses to his face, moaning into the fabric like it's an oxygen mask.

Tommy grabs your hair and begins dragging you back down to the basement. You scream in pain and grab onto his hand for any relief as you're forced to the ground. "No! Please! Ahh Stop!" You cry out. He drags your naked body down the blood-crusted steps and makes his way back to the room you dread. He tosses you onto the mattress once again. By the time you manage to get up on your knees, you hear a clinking sound and turn to see him undoing his belt.

You crawl into the corner as he gets on his knees before you, his shadow casting over you. He unbuttons his shirt and lets it fall off. You now know that trying to inflict pain on him is futile. Muscles that scream he could crush you like a soda can. Not only is he as big as a fridge, but he also looks like an off-season pro wrestler. You can see a very prominent bulge struggling to free itself. The size of the tent itself is intimidating.

His eyes lock on yours as he slowly unzips his belt and frees his aching cock. You look away and feel his weight settle on the bed closer to you. You can feel his heavy breathing on the side of your face. He grabs your legs and yanks you beneath him, positioning himself at your entrance. You feel his bulbous tip rub up and down your folds. "Please…" Your eyes widen and you trail off as your eyes lower to what's prodding at your cunt. You want to look away, but morbid curiosity wins. It's almost unbelievable. His cock like himself, is too big. It's long, very thick and veiny. It looks like a beer can. You can just tell he's smiling under his mask.

He slowly pushes the tip in. You try to scoot back, but he grips your hips with his massive hands and pushes forward, but fails entry, seeming too big. He grunts in frustration. He tries again, this time managing to push the tip in. You scream. It hurts so bad. "No, y-you're too big!" you gasp, squirming in place. He holds your hips tighter and continues pushing forward, impaling you on his cock, all the way to the base.

Your mind blanks. You're unable to think cohesively. You're in so much pain. He lets out a groan of pleasure and doesn't wait for you to adjust to his size and just starts moving. It feels like your organs are moving around to accommodate his massive size. You look down to see a large bulge in your lower stomach. You whimper and groan as he thrusts. "W-why?" You croak. He looks up at you before lifting your knees, pressing them to your chest and leaning on you. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you feel him push deeper into your womb, the tip of his cock threatening to push through your cervix. He nuzzles his face into the side of your neck, cooing softly to you affectionately while playing with your hair as if to say 'I love you'.

You cry beneath him, moans being forced from your lips as his hips plow into yours. Tommy grabs your breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers. You can hear him making happy sounds of some sort between grunts. He suddenly picks you up and gets off the bed with you in his arms, skewering you on his cock. He raises you up and down like a human fleshlight. You uncontrollably moan into his shoulder. His hands grope your ass as he starts to force you up and down faster. It feels good. You can't help but feel shame.

He grunts loudly and forces himself as deep as he can. You whine as you feel a rush of hot cum flow into you. Rope after rope, he fills you up. You feel so hot inside. Your stomach bloats from the sheer volume he fucked into you. He pants and looks at you, rubbing your cheek with his. He slowly lifts you off his cock, cum pouring from your abused cunt before setting you down on the mattress. He covers you with a thick warm blanket and brushes your hair from your face, stroking it with his thumb lovingly. If you knew this was gonna be a one-way trip, you would've brought some pillows.

#lemon #non con #x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #dead dove do not eat #male yandere #yandere noncon #texas chainsaw massacre #bubba sawyer #thomas hewitt #slashers #fem reader

[mooreaux]

Tagged by @mrdraws for wip Wednesday! Soooo much bg3 lol

Tagging @brambeag @minilev @otherwolves @ladiemars

#my art #WIPs #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #astarion #gale of waterdeep #Deirdre fawn #winter rose #karlach

[alexxmason]

“You are dear to me, I don’t want to let you go, and I won’t give you up.”

Commissioned wonderful @minilev for this amazing piece of Elora and Baldur 😭❤️ Anna captured the angst/sorrow/intimacy so perfectly and I’m just in love with every bit of this. They both look so good and I can’t express how much I love this. As always, such stunning work.

#the details on both of them look so good 😭😭😭😭 #I’ve stared at this for 5 hours #brb crying #my tragedy babies #elora x baldur #oc: elora #baldur god of war #minilev #commissions/arts 4 me #minor nudity #nsft #q #x: sol y luna

[laurelindebear]

Anna @minilev has done it again with another stunningly beautiful picture for me!! I gave her a few ideas and this is the one she went with and LOOK HOW GORGEOUS IT IS!!!! Look at the relief carvings on the wall!! Look at the stars outside! Loooooook!

Thank you thank you thank you thank you again so so much for indulging me yet again! ❤

#art #movies #the mummy #ardeth bay #horus #THANK YOUUUUU #he's magnificent #I should probably be ashamed of myself and ok I am a little but #may fictional hotties get us all through trying times #Horus reading over the shoulder 😍😭🙌 #perfection #Anna you are a gift to the Mummy fandom and to me ❤

[contract-14-zine]

Meet @minilev one of our talented creators in this Zine

#dc #dc comics #dc universe #dc zine #dcu #dcu zine #batman #deathstroke #red hood #dc fanart #nightwing #red robin #robin

[ugh-my-back]

A precious puppy eyed angel appeared

@minilev I'M SCREAMING!! I love this so much, you captured him so well 🖤

#best anniversary gift ever #LOOK AT HIM #stranger things #eddie munson #thank you so much for this <33 #minilev #just gonna stare at this while kicking my legs and smiling #eddie dearest

[bloodofvalyriaarchive]

@minilev​ has fed my brainworms yet again. seriously can’t stop lookin’ at these cuties. i love this art SO MUCH!! thank you anna <3

#eddie munson #stranger things oc #stranger things #eddie munson x oc #eddie x mars #oc: mars duvall #i love them ur honour #minilev

[simplegenius042]

ATTENTION PLEASE!

Hey ya’ll! Sorry the mass tag.

Just wanna let ya know if you see an account by the name of “faithcheljessop” or in your likes or follow list or just her general posts going around.

Block her.

She’s back. Again.

Florallangel, Angel-of-Darkness, fawn-marshmallowkisses, ladyofedensgate, Breanna, whatever she wants to call herself (though we all know her and her sister as “Swiper 1” and “Swiper 2”), is back as faithcheljessop.

I know this because:

She uses the same formula for her pinned post every goddamn time.

Plus her original account was missing from my blocklist (and likely yours as well) and her AO3 is still the same thing.

If there are people who read this and are not familiar with the “swipers incident” I’d like to direct you to @inafieldofdaisies because they have a post or two in regards to the issue which, yet again, thanks to you and those who spoke up and made awareness for those of us who had not been aware of the sisters intentions.

Anyway, remember to block her and then reblog this post.

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#swipers no swiping