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pocasu · 2 years
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would it be alright to ask 🔖for nabi? 😳🥺
ROZI!!!!🫂💞💞 thank you sm for the rq!🥺
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rhuniniindouglasses · 7 months
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BOYS E BOIAS! Hoje lançou meu mangá inspirado em Jojo's Bizarre Adventure na internet! Tá uma delícia!
Quem quiser ler, tá aí:
https://medibang.com/mpc/episodes/6z2309260557412200025287442/
É sobre um cara rosa que quer ir pra lua e provar que ela é de queijo, um mangá todo fodido cheio de personagem shitpost mas que as vezes toca em assuntos sérios e gera cenas maravilindas!
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damsel-with-dragon · 2 years
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I'm living for the Ms. Marvel end credit songs.
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szamocamamo · 2 years
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Nem annyira kisjószágok
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lucifeer1312emma · 1 month
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☆・・・★・・・・・★・・・☆ hi! This is my first experience working in Adobe Photoshop
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jknewsinfo · 2 years
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Pahalwan Rozi Kapurthala #rozi #pahalwaan #jknewsinfo #bimpalsingh #kushtidangal #kushtidangalupdate https://www.instagram.com/p/Cgqjbi4uCGs/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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miguels-wifey · 9 months
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DAYDREAMS
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WARNINGS: implied smut, biting (for research purposes ;3), fluff, awkward Miguel
SUMMARY: you're a variant of his dead wife... and Peter unknowingly hired you as Miguel's assistant at HQ.
A/N: >_< felt silly and wrote this also it was my birthday yesterday (past tense is in "this font")
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“Mig?” You hummed against his bare chest as his arms held you close to him. As if you would disappear. “Miguel.��� he groaned in response, not wanting to get up. “Get up, you need to take Gabi to school, Mig.” you huffed as your attempts of escape fail. “She can skip a day.” he grumbled, burying his head into the crook of your neck. “Miguel—”
“Miguel. I don't care about what you didn't ask. I'm your wife, you should listen to me.” you pick up crumbled up papers and scratched out notes and toss them away. “Cariño, stop.. I didn't call you to my office to clean it.” he pulls you away from his desk by your arm. “Come here, mi amor.” you gasped softly as his arms looped around your waist, “Mig. The other spiders are just around the corner. Stop, just let me clean your messy office.”
“—O’Hara? Mr. O’hara.” You snap your fingers in front of his face. “What– y/n. what are you doing here?” you frowned as you shoved a stack of paperwork onto his lap. “Have fun signing those mission reports. Do you need me to work longer, or can I go home?” he accidentally makes eye contact with you for a split second, “Stay. If- that's okay with you.” you nodded as you started cleaning up his disorganized office. “What are you doing? I didn't ask you to clean up.” you narrow your eyes at the man, “Miguel.”
“I'm doing you a favor. God, your office is so messy.” you wiped off what seemed like droplets of venom and blood from the table. “So, are you still having issues with getting your unused venom.. out of your system?” you ask, simply just out of curiosity. What you didn't expect was to see him nod as a yes.
“Really? Is that even safe, Miguel?” you glance at him as you throw away the wipes into a small trashcan nearby. “I don't know..” he knew. It wasn't safe, even the doctor-spider had informed him. But there wasn't anything he could really do. All his little gizmos never did the work properly. You used to. “You should get that checked out. I'm serious, as your assistant I wouldn't really have a job without my boss.” you smile as you lightly touch his shoulder.
“What's wrong, papi?” you asked, your husband looked sickly. Unwell. “I needed to use my excess venom on someone but I–” you rub circles on his back, “I'll do it.” he shook his head. “C'mon.. I know you want me to, Mig.” you snickered at his reactions. “Here, go on. Bite me, bug boy.” you sat down on his lap with your hair flipped to the other side.
He hesitated before grabbing onto your waist and pulling you closer. Your eyes fluttered shut as you felt his breath, and the tip of his fangs grazed your sensitive skin. He pricked your flesh as his fangs sunk deeper into your neck. A soft whimper left your mouth as your blood trickled down your neck, “ah–” he blinked for a moment. Were you enjoying this? His hand that rested on your thigh traveled higher up to your hips, a moan slipped past your lips as he grounded your hips against his suit-covered bulge. “Miguel.” his free hand went to squeeze your breasts, “shhh.. quiet, mi vida.”
“Wait, if– if you inject your venom into someone.. would that help?” his eyes lit up for just a moment. “If that's the case, then,” you rolled up the sleeve of your shirt, “will this be okay?” he shook his head. “Your neck.” you paused, “that sounds like you're trying to court me.” you snickered as you complied and moved your hair away from your neck.
His fangs dug through your skin, immediately releasing your blood. “You're so similar..” he mumbled against your neck. You stifled a moan as his hands groped at your body, “Miguel.”
“Fuck! Yes, right there, Mig!” you cried out as your hands clutched at his back. Your nails were sure to leave marks on his exposed skin. “Oh, God.” your jaw hung open as he kept thrusting deeper into you. “You're so beautiful, cariño..” he kissed your bare skin ever so gently, almost as if you would break.
His eyes never left yours, his movements relentlessly intoxicating you. “I'm close, darling, please.” you heard a chuckle from him as his claws grabbed at your hips to keep you still. “Let go for me, mi amor.”
“Just.. be quiet, querida.”
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rozyteaa · 10 months
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Thinking about Whitney being confident he can handle those he looks down upon. Kylar? That little weirdo can't do nothing without a knife. He can easily snap his bones.
Robin? A loser goody-two-shoes.
That teacher's pet Sydney? No spines.
That's until PC came in.
Not only they can handle his harassment. They can also fight him if they want to. The extension of that influence?
Robin gained more confidence. If Robin stops holding back, an upper cut is enough to knock Whitney on the floor. Maybe it's only a one-time thing but Robin probably displaced Whitney's jaws for weeks
Sydney? He either get weirded or get surpirsed how heavy his fist is. Religious boy can lift! His gym? The church! On the ther side, he will probably get weirded of Sydney's sado-maso trait.
And Kylar? Despite there's a high chance Whitney can snap his bones, Kylar can care less. It's a survival instinct. He won't go down easily. He will bite like a dog, scratch like a cat, punch and k ows exactly where it hurts. He studied it for PC. Overall, he is feral.
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alwaysonly-you · 1 year
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far cry 5 fandom, i offer you: textposts 🤲
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white-poppie · 3 months
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great minds think alike
── ★ ˙ ̟🎀 !! We're Thinking about: putting pink bows on Shuji's biceps <33
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zoe4math · 4 months
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Recently, I found this picture:
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I am sure that there must be some wonderful stories in it.
However, I know this picture is not clear, and neither my English nor Japanese abilities are good.
So, I will try my best to translate this picture. If you have found some grammar problems, please let me know, and I'll improve it. 🥹
【Geordo】
Dear Catarina,
It has been a month since we became lovers. Although I stayed by your side as your fiance, when I accomplished to tell you my feelings, and the time you accepted it… do you know how joyful I was? I believe if I hadn't known about you, I would never understand those feelings.
From now on, I want to go to various places with you more than ever and spend time together. I want to know more about what you like.
I love you, Catarina.
Geordo Stuart
【Keith】
You may not notice, but since I met you, my daily life has changed incredibly. Knowing you makes me understand that such happy feelings really exist, and being accepted is such a wonderful thing. I will definitely protect you well from now on. I hope you can rely on me more.
And…if possible, I want to do something a little more like lovers with you…though, I don't really know what kind of things lovers do…
Anyway, I love you.
Let's always be together.
Keith Claes
【Alan】
To Catarina.
Becoming…becoming lovers with you is still unbelievable to me…but yes, we really develop to this kind of relationship. And it reminds me of one thing: I care about you more than caring for myself.
When I look up at the sky, I would think of your eyes’ color, and at the concert, I often choose to perform the songs you like. I can't take my eyes off of you whenever we meet, and if I am ignored by you, I will get mad as a child. I feel like thinking about you all the time is a little weird, but every day, I feel happy.
Catarina, I am grateful for the days with you.
Let's make these great days continue.
Alan Stuart
【Nicol】
To my beloved Catarina,
Honestly, sometimes, I am still afraid that this mysterious reality is only a dream. I have hidden my feelings since I was little, and I thought that I should be satisfied with protecting your smile.
However, you who are already by my side are neither a dream nor a longing, which really made me delightful.
Please stay by my side from now on. I love you, and I will surely make you happy, I promise.
Nicol Acsart
【Rozy】
To Catarina.
I am eager to know what you are doing. I am thinking about you all day, and even Silva is arguing with it and asking me not to think about you so often. But I miss you so much that I think my feelings are going to burst out, that's why I am writing this to you.
I love you, Catarina. I want to hug you right now. You always blush and make a little embarrassing face when I hug you. You are so cute and make me want to hug you even more.
…I love you, Catarina.
I am looking forward to the day we will meet.
Rozy Lind
【Silva】
I think writing a letter is not wasting time, but…well, sometimes doing things like this isn't bad, is it? Especially you, always forget things quickly. Now you can read my letter to you and think about me during the time we can't meet each other.
You are precious to me. Of course, I am saying this is not as a friend but as a lover.
I love you…l won't leave you. That's it. Make up your mind now that you will be by my side forever.
Silva
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rhuniniindouglasses · 7 months
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As últimas páginas!: 77-81 do meu mangá "Rozi, Em busca da Lua de Queijo". Como dito aê nas considerações finais, foram 8 meses de trabalho duro e cansativo (isso nas últimas páginas, pq as primeiras era tudo feito com o cu). MAS AGORA POSSO DIZER Q TÁ PRONTO E Q VALEU APENA! Espero que gostem dessa história pq foi muito legal escrever e eu espero igualmente q seja legal ler!
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porfiriea · 3 months
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Do you think the emporium serves cunt as well
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megai0vania · 3 months
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collab with barashashey, I actually drew alastor, good job 🎙
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aquaritos · 1 year
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you got me feeling like a psycho.
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miguels-wifey · 9 months
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HIDE AND SEEK
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WARNINGS: NSFW, fluff, bit of angst (or a lot, i could be lying)
WORDS: 1.8k
SUMMARY: he usually knows where gabi hides, why doesn't he know today? he isn't your miguel, but you're his y/n.
A/N: my neighbors are arguing, i wrote this at 2:35 am.
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“Ay, Dios. Gabi.. where are you, mija?” Miguel looked around the house, playing hide and seek never ended well. Considering that he was the leader of their Spider-Man cult— thing, Gabriella always hid in good places.
“She's right over there, Mig.” you whisper to him as he walks past your bedroom. “Papa! You found me!” she giggled as Miguel took her in his arms. “As much as I love you two, Gabi, baby, you have school tomorrow. It's late, go to bed. Darling, you have work in the morning.” the father-daughter duo huffed in disappointment but reluctantly said goodnight and retreated to their bedrooms.
You peered over at your husband as he sat on the edge of the bed. “What was that back there?” you asked, not a serious question. You were simply asking why he needed you to help find Gabriella. Usually, he would find her pretty quickly. “What do you mean, cariño?” you shrug, brushing off your slight curiosity. “Nevermind, maybe she just hid well today.” you muttered as you flipped through pages of your book. “Okay... Goodnight, mi amor.” your eyes hovered over his wrist. He wasn't wearing it. When you two became started dating, so many years ago, it's funny now that you recall it all. You made him a bracelet with your initials and his— cheesy, you knew it too, but he loved it and wore it till now. The only times he took it off was when he showered, before work and during sex. Always managed to remember to put it on right after work.
“Babe, where's your bracelet?” you were replied with soft snoring by your waist. What has gotten into him? You quietly set down your book and turned off the bedside lamp. “I love you.” you thought you heard Miguel mumble against your skin as he pulled you closer. “I love you too, big guy.” you leaned forward to press a gentle kiss on his forehead.
Miguel has been... more affectionate, no— you couldn't really describe his recent behavior. But you knew his love for you and your daughter didn't change. It felt like he was grasping onto what was left of his life. As if you and Gabi would disappear into thin air. You did. But you don't need to know that. He seemed forgetful. His daily routine seemed out of place to you. He would forget things, or that was what he told you at least. He forgot to take Gabriella to soccer practice after school one day. He never forgets.
“Mierda. Lyla, I need you to pull up the damn anomaly diagnostics. I don't want anything messing up.” Miguel grumbled as a hologram popped up from his watch, “you got it grumpy!” he looked at the diagnostics. Everything was okay. Everything was perfectly fine, just the way things should be. “Thank you.” he took off the watch. He never glitched— for some odd reason, it only happened to the other spiders. Maybe because he went through so many universes to find you, you and Gabi.
“Honey, we're home!” you shouted from the living room, loud enough for him to hear. “Papa! Look what mommy bought for me!” the little girl held out a teddy bear almost taller than her. It had beady eyes and a little bow tie. “That's so cute, mija! Did you thank mama?” she nodded with a huge grin on her face, “it's so fluffy. I love it!” she squealed as she ran to her bedroom.
“Gabi wanted pizza for dinner, sooo we are ordering in. Thank God, I didn't feel like cooking tonight.” you groaned as your smaller frame was engulfed by Miguel's arms. “How was work, Miggy?” his fingers ran through your hair, “boring. No lab explosions today.” you snickered at his words. “That does seem pretty boring,” you say with a click of your tongue. He chuckled as you moved to look at him. “Y'know, your mom said that it was about time Gabi had a little brother or sister.” Miguel's smile grew, “she did?” you hummed, “mhm... although I think she just wants another grandchild.”
Without any further questions, you found yourself laying in bed on your back with your husband's hands gripping onto your waist and your nails digging into his back. “Slow down, Miguel!” you whined as he pounded into you, “I'm sorry–” he catches his breath as his movements slow down, “are you alright? Did I hurt you? I'm sorry- I didn't mean to..” you shook your head. “No, I'm fine. I'm okay, Mig. Still in one piece.” you laughed as you brought your lips to his cheek. “It's not funny, cariño. I'm not laughing.” he pulled out of you and slipped his boxers back on. “My husband usually gets my jokes. Are you sure that you're him?” you joked, not knowing that your little joke would cause him to freak. He froze at your words, “what? What's wrong? Darling?”
“Nothing. Everything is just fine,” perfectly fine.
Nothing was perfectly fine. He wasn't your Miguel, and he knew it. He wouldn't get your little inside jokes, and your suspicions grew, but thankfully, he managed to get past your questions. He tried to get as much information about your universe's Miguel from HQ as he could. He knows that you two went to the same high school, you became friends in college, and then started dating. He proposed 4 years into your relationship. A year later, you got married, and your dress was classy, elegant. “Men wear boring suits you can never depend on one for fashion advice”, you said that in your toast to him. The wedding was on the beach, it was spring. Not summer– you loved summer, but a summer wedding would've been too late into the year.
You were pregnant with Gabi a year and a half after your wedding. The three of you celebrated Gabi's 6th birthday at Chuck E. Cheese, she begged for a birthday there but ended up terrified of the robot rat. Or is he a mouse? You never knew the difference. But, she was so scared of him that she slept in your bedroom that night.
A few months later, your Miguel died. You didn't know. You didn't know he was Spider-Man. He died saving the city. Although it was a sad thing, Miguel couldn't help but take his place. So he took it. He knew you. You were just like his y/n. The only difference was the memories you shared.
“Shit, that's the pizza guy.” you got up from the bed and swiftly put on your clothes. You sprinted over to the front door, paid and thanked the delivery guy, and set the boxes on top of the dining table. “Miguel! Gabi! Dinners here, come on.” you saw them pop out of the hallway and take their spots at the dinner table. “Mommy after I finish eating dinner, can we play Hide and Seek tonight?” Gabriella asked, her little legs swinging back and forth from her chair. “I don't see why not. Who's gonna be the seeker, baby?” Gabi smiles and points at Miguel, “Papa!”
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