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winters beach day ft various ships
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heraxic · 2 months
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karl prying himself from a warm bed to be a good housewife for once only to discover something new about himself
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mjulmjul · 1 year
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satiricalstardust · 5 days
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Hello gamers I bring art. Y'all ate up the post that was /just/ headshots so here's something a little more interesting. Had a lot of fun popping these out one by one and I hope y'all like them as much as I do because I'm like, damn near in love with this little series. If y'all wanna see other pastas like this send your requests :DDD
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bunnybeandraws · 10 months
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You know, I've realized that part of the reason I get so much writing inspiration from @crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington comics is because the way it writes the characters just... Scratches my brain in a way I really like. :3
It's the smell of freshly cooked eggs that wakes Leon that morning, and he rolls out of his bed (which was little more than an air mattress set up on the floor with a few spare blankets thrown on top) with a groan.
He'd have a quick shot to wake up the rest of the way, but he's sure Ethan would disapprove, especially this early in the morning before he's even had breakfast…
Oh, right… It'd probably be a good idea to check up on that, see how Ethan's doing.
Walking into the small kitchen of the even smaller apartment, the thing that surprises Leon most aren't the dark circles under Ethan's eyes from lack of sleep, or the way he just stares blankly at the eggs sizzling away on the pan. No, it's something else…
"Are you… Cooking breakfast with a blanket on?"
"It's cold." Ethan snaps, shooting Leon a quick glare from the corner of his eye that's definitely less intimidating than intended simply due to his softer face. "You got a problem?"
"No no. Just might be a fire hazard is all." Leon says, propping his hand on his hip as he gestures with his other hand to the thermostat on the wall.
"Thermostat also says it's, like, 75 degrees. And that's enough to make me wanna change into shorts."
Leon hears a soft click from the stove, indicating that Ethan's turned the heat off so as to not burn the eggs, and he can't help but wonder if his tiredness comes from baby things, or nightmares.
Both are plausible.
"Do you get cold easily?" Leon asks, unable to stop the question from slipping past his tongue. Not that Ethan holds it against him as he extends his hand to Leon, the one a Lycan had taken a chunk out of.
"I guess ever since Dulvey I've run a bit colder…" He murmurs, and as Leon takes his hand, 'a bit' might've been an understatement. Ethan's skin is freezing, like he's been sat in front of the AC or out in the cold for hours on end.
"I think it's because I died back there, and I-" Ethan pauses as he pulls his hand away from Leon, his eyes very quickly growing glassy. "And I'm technically a corpse. Haha, hah…"
Despite the soft smile and the forced laughter, Ethan swiftly devolves into sobs and hiccups, hands covering his face like he's disgusted by his own appearance, desperately begging Leon not to look at him.
Leon, for a moment at least, just kind of stands there, unsure of what to do. He's never been the comforting type, especially not in recent years, so all he can really do is watch Ethan break down, the blanket falling from his shoulders as he shakes.
Almost hesitantly, he reaches out to awkwardly pat his shoulder, glancing away until he's suddenly pulled into a desperate hug, Ethan burying his face in his shoulder.
'He's freezing!' Leon thinks to himself as he returns the embrace, one hand cradling the back of Ethan's head for support and the other simply resting on his back. 'Maybe I should hold him for just a bit longer… To warm him up…'
…Breakfast can wait, Leon decides… Ethan needs him more, and he won't let go until even the softest of hiccups has faded from his tongue.
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deerspherestudios · 4 months
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First of all I hope you are doing well and I love your game and Mychael 💗 you are amazing. And my question is: does Mychael happen to be intolerant of the cold? You mentioned that when he is sick he seeks warmth, I was curious to know if he, even when he is healthy, has any sensitivity to the cold or the temperatures drop? And what does he do about it in the winter seasons in the forest? Sorry if I don't make myself understood 🙏 I'm using the translator, but have time to answer my question I love you 💗
He's not intolerant, but he definitely prefers warmth, like a "do you like summer or winter" kind of thing. Back during his days of being a nomad, he's had plenty of nights sleeping outside in the cold, so he cherishes being warm and cozy now that he has a proper home.
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chalkrub · 5 months
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art trade from toyhouse - love this funny evil guy
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marvel-lous-guy · 7 months
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Bucky: what happened to you?
Steve: There was this asshole in an alleyway and I tried to fight him so I said "life is short! Smile while you still have teeth"
Bucky: why
Steve: I thought it was a cool line
Bucky: That would be a good line if you could actually knock anyones teeth out
Steve: *smiles to show a missing tooth and a chipped tooth* i did break some teeth, actually
Bucky: you just need to work on your aim
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tomatoart · 1 year
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womens rights and wrongs
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streaminn · 4 months
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Enid who soothes the ache in her teeth by biting her nails.
A part of her wishes that the skin she rips off at the edges of her fingers is food. It stinges and oh does it hurt but it keeps Enid awake in the wilderness.
She throws up a few hours later, the bile clinging onto her throat like thorns and she has to accept that she's just...
So hungry.
She misses Wednesday.
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sindrakart · 6 months
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okay so i havent sketched anything else except these but CONSIDER: an EVEN MORE messed up simon who became so bitter his heart froze.... :)
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whumpster-dumpster · 2 months
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Shivering so hard that the teeth are audibly chattering and every click and clack of them together sends little shocks of pain through the whumpee's jaw
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sunshinediaz · 3 months
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he's a big boy | 5.7k, explicit
for @puppyboybuckley 🫶🏼
“Look at you, baby. You’re so big.” Eddie runs his hands up and down Buck’s sides, tickling against the protrusion of Buck’s ribs. “Big shoulders, big tits, big hips, big hands, big heart. Big cock. Always fills me up so well.” He grins and squeezes Buck’s cock, enamored as it colors from dusty-pink to raging red beneath the pressure. “Shame it’s going to waste, though.”  Buck makes a fucked out, whiny noise, and flutters his lashes to meet Eddie’s eyes. His mouth drops open and a flood of staccato of “uh uh uh’s” wash out in time with Eddie’s thrusts. He reaches down to play with his cock but Eddie slaps his hand away. “Don’t even know why you got this big dick, sweetheart,” he continues, unable to stop now that he’s gotten started. “You don’t even use it. Don’t even need it, not when you’re happier taking it like this than using it to fuck anybody.” A little mean, he flicks the tip of Buck’s cock. Buck whines and goes to close his legs, but Eddie catches his knees and keeps him spread wide.  “Don’t hide from me.”  Buck licks his lips and gives Eddie a darling smile, one that warms him up from the inside out, and oh, oh, he loves this. He loves it so much. “Got nothing to be ashamed of, pretty boy. Swear to God, I’ve never seen somebody as gorgeous as you.”  “Eddie—” “You’re so good, Buck. So fucking good.” He rakes his fingers down Buck’s chest, playing in the hair that’s gathered between his fat tits. He pushes Buck’s tits together till they’re a proper handful and wonders if he could get Buck to wear a set of lacy lingerie for him one day and then tables that thought for another day because he’ll blow his load if he doesn’t calm the fuck down right now. “So perfect, taking me so well like this.” 
read the rest on ao3
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ibrithir-was-here · 3 months
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What were interactions between toddler and/or kid Quincey and his Father like? i imagine the Count spent at least some one-on-one time with his little diavol
Oooh he was all about this unholy child-thing,born with fangs, hungring for blood from birth. The child can grow and learn and walk the day without loosing strength, this is the most interesting thing that’s happened to him in ages! And the chance for moulding this new kind of creature from birth in his image almost makes up for all the inconvenience he’s had to suffer since his aborted move to England. It’s certainly a delightfully entertaining new way to keep his two new acquisitions in line.
He’d never had an heir, one doesn’t need children to carry on a legacy when one plans to live forever. But it’s been so long since any of his possessions really interested him to this degree, and he finds he’s rather thrilled to take on the title of ‘Father’.
He’s more than happy to let Jonathan and Mina deal with all the actual parenting parts though,. Childcare is for women and vassals, babies are loud and messy and he has far more important things to do, like standing menacingly on a turret plotting future conquests and remembering the glory days.
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But he always makes time to take the child under his wing and teach him his Lessons. Like the glorious history of his house, the proper way to introduce one’s self in company to put them at ease so as to better needle out their weaknesses, the best way to break an enemy’s spirit. True the boy seems to have a soft heart now, no doubt due to his Papa’s meddlesome influence, but Dracula knew from the first time the days old infant bite at him, searching for blood, that he’d found a whole new means of immortality
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Also Doodling/writing all this reminded me of a certain conversation over on Discord about Dracula wanting to preen just a little too much one night…
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(Obviously Jonno does survive but this incident is yet another reason that Quincey getting careless when those teenage growth spurts hit really freaks Mina out)
Also if you want some really great Dracula interactions with young Quincey in the Blood of my Blood AU please go read @pinkninjapj ‘s excellent fics
"Lessons"
"Love is Loyalty"
Honestly go read all their stuff it’s sooo goood and delightfully creepy, they were very influential in creating the dynamic between Quincey and the Count in this
Edit: Been pointed out that I should make clear that Quincey here is still only Jonathan and Mina's son. He's only a vampire because Mina got bit while carrying him. Dracula is in no way his bio dad--he's just the guy who decided to try and steal the title :p
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hedgehog-moss · 2 years
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This good boy turned 3 yesterday! Happy birthday Pandolf ❤
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whatastrangewriter · 2 months
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Hi everyone!
so i just heard the news about Rooster Teeth and i am...honestly shattered. RWBY has been a massive part of my life since I was a teen, and it helped me through so much.
I'm just writing this to say to anyone who reads it, that we shouldn't just abandon RWBY. make fanfic! make art! create theories on how it all ends!
the end of a show doesn't mean what the show created has to end.
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