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rthwrms · 4 months
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his name is filbert & he's my friend!!!!
handmade with weighted limbs for hugging
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bruciemilf · 2 years
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Picture this: 6'3 of bulk and attitude, reheated corpse Jason Todd, who went through unconceivable torture, who probably asked Satan " this as hot as you get?", leaning down to whisper " introduce me " to Bruce when meeting Wonder Woman and just hiding behind him like 👉👈
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avenananana · 4 months
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💞
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Hanahaki comic part 3
Part 1 Part 2
Ah well they got their feelings out... now they should really have a long talk.
Sun and Moons flowers are still growing eventhough they confessed.. curious huh?
Well and the daycare is just fully trashed after their freak out... luckily y/n found them at the tail end of it or this could have gotten an absolutly heartbreaking route...
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bookstoresmp3 · 2 months
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it really pisses me off when people say “aang is a human trying to be the avatar and korra is the avatar trying to be human” because it ignores the fact that the “avatar” as a mantle is not something anyone naturally embodies. it’s a responsibility you’re randomly picked for, and every single avatar’s character arc is about learning how to “be the avatar.” that statement makes it seem like korra is just this unfeeling, piece of brawn that only knows how to punch things (which are things ppl already say about korra anyway) and that depiction of her versus aang feels….super off.
it just really dehumanizes korra, and ignores the fact that korra’s confidence and strong sense of self in season 1 especially is because she was surrounded by community and her parents were deeply involved in her life. korra grew up experiencing the best parts of humanity and one of her major character strengths is how much of a light she is. thats why the trauma she goes through in later seasons strikes her so intensely, because prior to that she was very sheltered and wasn’t expecting the extreme sacrifice and trauma that comes with having to bear the title of “Avatar.”
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gojo-mochi · 6 months
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MDNI! Dark Themes. Dubcon/Yandere/Kidnapping/Drugging? (it catnip)
HybridKitty!Reader who was a stray but a happy stray roaming around the streets, catching fish from the river, and lazing around in the sun. But, suddenly, they get adopted (kidnap) by this strange man. He takes you in his house, forces a collar on you, telling you that it was much safer in his house than the outside world. You try to tell him that you been surviving just fine without him, that the outside was your home and you liked your freedom. He just coos at you and tries to ruffle your hair, treating you like a child.
You hiss and claw at his hand and while he winces back he doesn't hurt you back. Just looks at you sadly and tries again in a couple of hours. The days passes like this for a while, he leaves food outside of the small closet you took up space in. Feeling that it was safer in there, then the room and bed he made for you, you wouldn't eat it for a while at first. But the smell got too tantalizing, the stranger would handcook meals for you and they always smell so good.
Slowly but surely you were coming out of your skittish shell, hanging around the kitchen watching him cook once, but promptly leaving once he tried to pet you once again. However, after you finished your meal today, he asked you if you wanted dessert. This was the first time you heard this so you were curious enough to stay out of your hiding place to see what he had to offer.
He brings out a small bottle, sprinkling some leafy stuff on the palm of his hand and stretching it out to you. Telling you to take a sniff of it. The smell was nothing you ever smelt before, it was addicting to say the least. Even more once you actually got closer to his hand, though when your own hand stretch out to grab some of it, he pulled back, closing his palm into a fist and sealing away the treat.
Your ears flatten back on your head and a needy whine emerge from your throat, wondering why he would deny you the dessert if he was offering it in the first place. He waggles a finger at you, softly smiling, his eyes darken over just a bit. "If you want this treat, you gotta eat it from my hand, ok?" He reach out, palms open once more.
You shouldn't, you really shouldn't, all your heighten senses was telling you this was a bad idea but your sense of smell was overriding everything. The treat smelt too good to be left alone so you venture forward. Tentatively inching closer and closer, leaning your face down to take a good whiff of the treat and your mind was gone at that point.
Your rough textured tongue lap out at the treat, heavy purrs emits from your throat. As you kept on licking the treat out of the stranger's hand, not even noticing or caring that he was practically drooling at the sight, his thighs shaking a little, and his hand hovering over your head. Your small hands grabbed on to his wrist, pulling him closer as you try to get every single bit of the leafy treat, your tongue caressing the skin of this palm now.
He lets out a low moan at the feeling, putting his hand down on your head and finally touchy your cute fluffy ears, fingers rubbing the softness of it, making you purr out even more. You saw drunk people before back when you were a stray and you imagined this is what they must had felt like. On cloud nine and when the treat on his hand was emptied by your lips. The man stood up, hands traveling down your back and waist as he tells you that he'll give you more if you come sit on his lap and lick it off of him again.
How you could resist after just one taste? So, of course, you agreed, leaving behind the shelter of the closet and going into the bedroom. As the door clicks behind you, the last sense in your brain gave out a final warning to run. Too bad, because now the man was also addicted. Addicted to the feeling of your tongue on him and he wasn't about to let you go so easily.
After all, a good kitten gotta work for her treat~
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cupcakeinat0r · 2 months
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Just kno that this is me when someone writes Miguel as predatory, abusive, constantly angry, or just straight up mean.
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wyvernspirit · 3 months
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I know most people want gentleman Husk to Angel
But I would like to argue back that gentleman Angel?? Kissing Husks knuckle after he gives him a drink? Making him a fully homemade (Italian) dinner with drinks? So many ideas I have
(the superior answer is that it's both of them in different ways at different times and everyone around them is honestly jealous) ((and wants them to finally kiss god dammit))
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yvesist · 10 days
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kiss me, kiss me 𝜗𝜚
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kiss me again .ᐟ
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sincka · 5 months
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Mobius :*drinking a hot cocoa and minding his own business*
Loki :*suddenly hugs him from behind and hold him tight*
Mobius : afraid of time slipping ?
Loki : mh.
Mobius :*tilts his head against Loki's, stroking his hand softly*
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limitedgigi · 10 months
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yall pls request 😭
another yandere hcs post bc i was bored!!
so sorry if its too long
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yandere jock hcs!
yan! jock who is your school's prized quarterback and has never lost a game.
yan! jock who sees you in the crowd at his game and immediately falls in love with you.
yan! jock who talks you the next day during class and asks you to have lunch with him.
yan! jock who invites you to his next game, but is disappointed when you tell him you have plans that day.
yan! jock who performs poorly during practice because all he can think about is you.
yan! jock who notices how his teammates look at you in the halls as you pass by their group and hates the way they stare at you.
yan! jock who starts to slack off during his next game, until he sees you watching him in the crowd.
yan! jock who turns the game around and beats the opposing team to make sure he impresses you!
yan! jock who asks you about your plans you had that day and melts when you tell him you cancelled them to watch him play.
yan! jock who follows you around like a lost puppy after the game.
yan! jock who carries all your stuff, holds doors open for you, and pulls out your chair for you, like a true gentleman.
yan! jock who scares off any competition with his 6'2 muscular frame, and then showers you with attention immediately after.
yan! jock who comes to any of your extracurricular events when he has free-time to support you! he's your biggest cheerleader, literally.
yan! jock who is ecstatic when you ask him out on a date. he doesn't care where you guys go, he'll pay for everything as long as you're with him!!
yan! jock who spaces out when you talk to him and just looks into your eyes with a stupid smile on his face, thinking about how much he loves you.
"h-huh? oh, yeah i was listening! what did you say? uhh.. um... hehe.."
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bakutenshi · 3 months
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I may have drawn them already but it looks like they won the poll so we are good (・ω・ )
Don’t fret I’ll still draw the others 🫶
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thegoblinboy · 10 months
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inspired by @rogueddie 's post. Right Here.
120 minutes
2 hours they have been standing in front of this stupid claw machine. All because Eddie saw something inside that he was desperate to get. Whatever it was he was refusing to tell Steve who was now pressed up against the wall between the claw machine and some arcade machine. He’s confident that the other has blown at least a hundred dollars trying to get whatever he wanted.
His tongue stuck out in concentration, refusing to let Steve talk to him as it would distract him. Steve doesn’t think much of what the other is doing. The other boy did wacky things all the time. This was one of those times as he waits patiently for the other to finish. Willing to stay all night if that meant he was able to spend time with Eddie.
Five minutes later, when the boy starts hopping up and down and throwing his hands excitedly in the air. Smiling brightly at Steve before he’s turning, bending down, and grabbing whatever he caught from the slot. Pulling it back and putting it behind his back quickly before Steve could see. Moving forward into his space, a smile tugged on the scar on his face. Not leaving any space between them. A look of confusion crossed over Steve’s face trying to figure out what the other was doing.
“So what did you win?” He asks curiously, wondering what the other had spent all that time on. Must’ve been worth it by the smile on his face.
“Oh nothing,” Eddie says tiling his head to the side dramatically. “Just, you know. A bat.” He takes the moment to pull the plushie up holding it by the wing as he dangles it in front of Steve who was starting to think confusion was his default setting.
“Oh?”
“Oh? A man spends two hours winning you a stuffed bat and all you have to say is oh?” Eddie’s teasing is continuous. Constantly wrapping itself around Steve with a soft flush as a result.
Steve begins to stutter over his words as he lifts his hand up, holding the stuffy carefully in both hands. His heart swells up as he realizes Eddie spent all that time for him. As the realization hits a dopey smile grows on Steve’s face, seemingly what Eddie had been searching for as his eyes flicker down to the other's lips. Moving a hand up and carefully setting it on the wall next to Steve’s head. Not caring how close they were. Both of their faces were pink and their hearts beating fast.
“So, watcha gonna name it?” Eddie asks with a smile, one that was reserved for Steve.
“Ozzy.”
“Holy shit, I am just a simple peasant to your royalty. Oh holy one, please grace me with your presence at mine tonight.” Eddie pulls back starting to bow down at the other as Steve laughs at his antics.
“Is that your way of asking me out?” He teases playfully.
“Yes, I guess it is,” Eddie responds, hand aimlessly moving to twirl the bat's wing with his finger as he smiles brightly at the other.
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shamblespirate · 1 month
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jellycatsdaily · 3 months
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Jellycat of the Day | 1st February 2024
↳ Featherful Swan
"Taking the little ones swimming!"
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wanyinchen · 10 months
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uh oh you hurt his demon, whoospies
He may be a big softie but DO NOT push his buttons.
Hello everyone! I'm "new" to the fandom :D (LIES i have been lurking for the last two years before summoning the courage to draw for it, yes, i am like that, unfortunately)
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