#( so this is my birthday gift to myself )
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Following ancient paths
#hihii#i realize that most of my art doesnt really have much of a set background so i decided to make myself draw one#the landscape is definitely inspired by genshin and sky game (two games i really really like)#anywayss#yea#also ig its kinda a birthday gift from me to you guys#:]#boatem knights au#boatem#boatem crew#my art#i hate getting older
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“It’s my party and I’ll draw what I want to”
#myart#chloesimagination#doodles#jojo bizarre adventure#jjba fanart#jjba#stone ocean#jojo part 6#foo fighter jojo#guido mista#golden wind#JoJo part 5#today is my bday so as a gift to myself I drew my two faves!!#happy birthday to me 🎉
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lush cave 🫨
#bfdi#bfb#tpot#firey#leafy#fireafy#minecraft#this took me 12 hours over the span of like four days and exams and BRO. I AM POOPED.#proud of it tho!#my birthday is in 4 days tho so this is my birthday gift to myself Yayyy staring at my art for hours!ILOVE FIREAFY
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Manners
CW: suggestive, creepy whumper, lady whumper, pet whump, water deprivation, muzzles, defiant whumpee, forced to beg
The glass of water on the table had caught her Pet's attention.
Scarlet noticed him stealing glances over the book in her hands, eyes darting between the glass and the floor. Longing. Oh it was simply adorable how he tried to hide it.
'How long should I make him wait?'
She raised the glass and took a nice long sip, the cool liquid refreshing. Her Pet's gaze held longer that time, a glint of desperation sneaking into his eyes. Chapped lips pulled into a thin line under his muzzle, and Scarlet knew he was trying so hard not to waste any remaining moisture in his mouth on them.
It had been days since she last allowed him to drink.
A consequence of disobedience.
Fluids and nutrients delivered intravenously would prevent any actual dehydration, but that did nothing to treat cottonmouth. The parched barren of his throat must be unbearable by now.
"You must be thirsty, aren't you, Pet?" she inquired. His eyes shot back to the floor, embarrassment marking his face at being caught. Scarlet chuckled. That pride of his made it too easy. "Come now, you remember your tenth rule, right?"
Mentioning the rules always made him flinch. Oh he remembered alright. She had made sure of that. Made him recite each one over and over, interrupting each mistake or refusal with a strike of her switch across his back.
He remembered them very well.
'Rule 10: Pets do not request, they beg.'
While knowing his rules was one thing, following them was another. And her Pet had a particularly difficult time with this one. A defiant little one, he was, but after several weeks of strict training, Scarlet had cracked his armor.
Some beautiful cracks.
The fear that flashed in his gaze whenever she entered his cell. The empty, resigned silence whenever she ran her fingers through his hair, or traced the masterpiece of scars over his skin. He was even getting better at remembering to call her 'master.'
Now Scarlet watched another crack form. Watched the show of emotions he failed to suppress: anger, humiliation, anxiety, craving. She took another sip from the glass and watched the unspoken threat fuel those last two. And soon she spots the exact moment of breakage.
He turned towards her and bowed his head. His voice weak and rasping.
"May I please have some water. . . Master?"
Oh how delightful.
It usually takes him far longer to beg. He must really be desperate. He didn't even growl this time.
The satisfaction was like a drug.
"Good boy," she smiled and he bristled at the praise. He despised it now but it'll be a matter of time before he's craving that too. She pointed to the floor in front of her chair. "Come here."
Her Pet hated to crawl, but he knew better than to attempt standing without permission. Oh well. He can be grateful his arms are bound in front of him today.
He avoided eye contact as he approached, a glare glued to the tile flooring. But soon, he was where he looked best, kneeling at her feet.
His hands rose to reach for the glass, a gesture Scarlet swiftly corrected by catching the chain connecting them under her boot and pinning them down.
"Pets do not use their hands," she scolded and he grimaced. She held the glass out, hovering it just above his head. "Tilt your head back and open your mouth."
His face flushed dark at that, the anger and shame making a reappearance. He had earned his reward, but he still had to accept it however she wished him to. Even if it was a display of power such as this. It was too late for him to refuse, but he almost looked as if he was going to try. Fortunately for him, the desire to quench his thirst won out. He obeyed, his jaws parting as far as the muzzle would allow them.
Scarlet poured slowly, wanting to savor his reactions. She could be a gracious master now and then. She was careful to let the water fall steadily in between the muzzle's wires.
To his credit, her Pet tried to remain stoic, composed. But as soon as liquid passed his lips, the animal need took over. Like an eager dog he gulped it down, leaning closer, squeezed his eyes shut as he craned his neck to catch every last drop. The effort failed him, as his movements made the drops catch on the muzzle, splashing over the metal. Well, that was his own fault. Glossy streaks ran down his chin and neck.
Scarlet licked her lips.
She should do this again, just with her favorite red wine. Painting her Pet's neck with dripping red would be quite enticing. And it would be an order then, rather than a reward. He won't be able to refuse, and won't be able to stop her from pulling him into her lap to lick the wine from his neck.
Oh how he will hate it. And she will feast on his helpless fear.
The last drop of water fell from the glass.
It's barely enough to satiate. Her Pet gasped for air, greedily seeking more where there is none. It will be a short respite, and he closed his mouth to prevent his breaths from stealing that back. Then he noticed the amused expression of approval on his master’s face and turned away, abashed at his behavior.
Scarlet curled a finger through his muzzle, pulling him back to face her. "Now what do you say?"
Another rule he had difficulty with.
Contempt twisted his features, and before he could think better of it, the words already left his mouth. "Go to hell."
Scarlet grinned. She can already taste his regret.
Time for another lesson.
#whump writing#whumpblr#whump community#whump stuff#pet whump#lady whumper#Scarlet Matar#my ocs#my writing#my work#original#had some creative juices today so decide to gift myself a birthday present
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Acrylic gouache adventures! ✨
#acrylic gouache#acryla gouache#traditional art#space art#nebula art#traditional space art#art only tag#gifted myself a set of acrylic gouache for my birthday#and I've been having fun figuring it out!#not sure why tumblr seems to be changing the colour of the photo but okAY#(it's slightly more violet - not so blue everywhere)
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Remembering that time I made a Wesker worship candle as a Christmas gift for my friend last year, good times good times
They're a Wesker enjoyer so yknow. Figured why not.
I am deeply inspired to make Luis and Ada ones for myself.
#albert wesker#older art but like still a banger#i also got them a gaslight gatekeep girlboss wesker blanket for their birthday lmao#not to pat myself on the back or anything but i am a fabulpud gift giver#i actually turned this in to my art teacher for my portfolio#art critique on a wesker candle is definitely an experience#i am so reinspired rn idk how i forgot i did this.#resident evil#leon on the froggy chair art
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a very star trek birthday :)
#the eyeshadow is spock and jim themed :)#i took myself out antiquing and found so many star trek books!#the film strips are gifts from my mom#she got me a whooooole bunch#i'll upload them individually later!!!#misc me#personal post#star trek#trekkie#self love#happy birthday to me
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#every time mulder looks at the camera i get a little thrill#and i love his smile at scully#it's my birthday so i gifted myself some mulder gifs#fox mulder#dana scully#x files#the x files#txf#txfedit#x files gifs#s07e12
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TOMORROW IS JUNE WHICH MEANS IT'S MY FIRST PRIDE MONTH SINCE I'VE KNOWN I WAS AROMANTIC I'M SO EXCITED YAY
#off-topic#wow can you believe it's been almost a year since my aro awakening#i figured it out right at the end of last summer which was also my birthday so like pretty awesome birthday gift to myself
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a very happy birthday to @yustinamishka , i hope all your wishes come true >:3
#wings it as usual#songxiao#song lan#xiao xingchen#i gave xxc wINGS I COULDNT HELP MYSELF#DESIGNS ARE LARGELY BASED ON HERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!#HAPPY BIRTHDAY#youre so sweet and your art rules THREE YEARS OF GIFTS NOW HEHE >:D#my art#everyone say happy birthday!!!
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My brain always starts to rot with halloween ideas once spooky season comes around, so expect halloween themed drawings before october ends literally tomorrow lmao
#and by that I mean probably two if not more somehow#currently working on a bigger piece for halloween stuff and I just had to choose complicated costumes#so maybe just one after this loll we’ll see!#happy halloween tho!!#happy early birthday to myself too. all coming halloween drawings are my birthday gifts to myself loll#my art#fanart#fma#fmab#fullmetal alchemist#fullmetal alchemist brotherhood#fma ling#ling yao#greed the avaricious#a tribute to my pumpkin carving last year#gotta love seeing his face progressively cave in as each day passed lmao
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I took my new e-scooter to the drive thru and I don't think they were expecting to see that
#context: this was an early xmas/birthday gift#so that I could go places by myself bc I can't drive a car#people. I rode this thing all frickin day till my butt was bruised#first I went to the library to ask about jobs but of course there were no openings#so after that I said y'know what. I need a cookie to drown my sorrows#and I just frickin did it. I took my 27-year-old no-license-having ass to the wendy's drive thru#folks it felt LIBERATING#thankfully there were no other cars there so I was more comfortable about it#I also got stuck behind a lady on the sidewalk with headphones in going .0005 miles an hour#but that's a less interesting story dkfjg#daily marshmallow#my art
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a propah [vanilla] dawntrail lewk because I realized mods are probably going to have an upheaval.
the pops of red are the charm point.
#'like oh my gawd did tuna cut her hair???' the imaginary audience gasps#it's the FF9 expansion babey 😏😏😏😏😏#also hoping to channel 'BOYFRIEND IMAGINARY? ACCIDENTALLY KILL GOD? FUCK IT LESBIAN ROADTRIP'#or just kiss other men while [redacted] chews his boot over it#either way a roadtrip will be involved#I was gifted the woodland set for my birthday by a lovely friend so I challenged myself to incorporate it somehow#I need to make a whm one next#gpose
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opened blender just to look at them
#proof of life. hello.#i need to work on kelly's birthday edit#i've been. doing a lot of leaving my house for the last two weeks.#started riding my bike more. went to the library.#found the entire box set of freaks & geeks at my local secondhand dvd store which was AWESOME#also found a pair of tripp pants for very cheap & in my size at another thrift store near me#& got a nice new pair of boots as lil bday gift to myself#i was very overdue for a new pair of shoes tbh. mine are worn down at the heel so bad#but n e way. i need to do something creative now or i will explode#so here i am#i miss my boys very much.#no idea what i am going to make but hopefully it's something#rainyrambles#kelly#dhestyn
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Louis! Lestat! Them! Dancing! Smiling! Can you believe it?
HUGE thank you to @nasnyys for this perfect commission, I’m so happy with it! Please go appreciate his art and give him some love!!!
#nasnyys thank you so much#😭#i just need some happy loustat once in a while#for my mental health#seriously though#this really made my day#i ordered this commission as a birthday gift for myself#and nasnyys you really delivered#holy shit#my heart is LAKSDHFALSDKJAKLSDHFLAKSJDFAH right now#look at all the lil details!!!#go get a commission from him right now please#loustat#vc#vampire chronicles#Louis de Pointe du Lac#Lestat De Lioncourt
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Birthday Request Event
"It's my birthday and I'll write what I want to \o/"
Gift Details ♥
Reader: Cis-fem!sub Reader
Character: Donquixote Doflamingo
Kink: #15 Bratty Reader #17 Degradation/Humiliation
Prompt: #20 "Kiss me like you missed me."
Gift Giver: @thus-spoke-lo
Summary: Doflamingo up and left you without and word, and upon his return home expects you to kiss him like you missed him. Instead, you snub him, and storm off to your room. Only to have the king of the castle storm in behind you.
Content Notes: degradation, dirty pet names, attitude from the reader and Doffy, string bondage, rough oral sex, edging
This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB
The large hand almost engulfs your face, forcing you to look at him. You can see the vein in his forehead throbbing, despite the wide grin on his face. He’s not amused at all, and frankly, you didn’t want him to be. You were mad.
He had left without a word. For days. You didn’t even get a single word from him over transponder snail and had to find out he was gone on business from fucking Trebol of all people. Which meant you didn’t just get a simple report, you had to humor him for nearly an hour, and he would not stop talking.
Nothing against Trebol, but you hadn’t been in any sort of humoring mood when you’d learned your one and only had just up and ghosted without a single word.
Upon his return Doffy had explained to you that the business at hand had been severely urgent, and that he had been well and truly indisposed during the time he was gone. He wasn’t one who was overly interested in explaining himself, in any capacity, so the fact that he went that far should have been enough.
Normally, it would be.
But normally he didn’t leave you for days at a time without so much as an assurance that he wasn’t dead somewhere.
Implying that someone could take him down had been the wrong choice of words on your part, and now here you were. Face held, and an angry lover in front of you.
Your brows knit, anger welling up in you in return, and you pull your face away, batting his hand aside. You’re painfully aware of the fact that he allowed both actions. He’s always allowed you a level of bodily autonomy he didn’t have to, given his strength and position.
“I was worried. You’re dealing with all manner of people and who knows what lucky bastard fate’s set against you?” You grumble, crossing your arms and turning away. “I did miss you, but – ah!” You feel the strings over take you, binding your body, and forcing your arms behind your back in practice movements.
“Doffy! Let me-aaahhhhmm-shit.” You struggle at first, but his tongue against your neck, and his hand down your pants was too much all at once. He’s persistent, but gentle, and the gentleness is raising your temperature and addling your brain as he deftly teases your clit.
You can hear his laugh flutter against your skin as his voice threads through your ear. “My, my, you’re already soaking wet. My little whore wants to talk back to me? After I already gave her more than she deserved by explaining myself?
“It seems my favorite brat needs a lesson in manners.” He growls, a thick finger sliding into your mouth and pressing against your tongue before you can say anything in protest.
One of the biggest reasons that Doflamingo was able to manipulate you, had almost nothing to do with the fact that he was incredibly good at manipulating people. It was because you were weak to being bound, used, and pump full of either pleasure or pain. Your connection ran deeper than merely shared twisted carnal desires, but you were certain his reaction to your sass was because he had missed you too.
In more ways than one.
And this would handle two issues at once.
You could hear the sloppy wet sounds from your mouth and your thighs, the heat building in your core as you couldn’t hope to squirm away. Your breath was hot and coming out in huffs around his finger and you shiver in the threads around you as the pleasure was making your legs shake.
“ ‘Offy, ‘lease.” You mumble around his finger.
“Mmm, no.” He answers, finger leaving your clit just as you were certain you were going to cum. He cleans his finger off by wiping it on your shirt before he rips the garment away from you. Threads slip between you and the rest of your clothes, ripping them to pieces and leaving the tattered bits to hang from the other threads that held you.
“Not a word.” He growls, taking his finger out of your mouth and walking away. You can hear the shift of cloth from behind you. You aren’t surprised when his strings move you, to see him seated on the edge of your bed, nothing on except his feather coat.
He brings you between his knees, his hand pushing your head to his semi-hard cock. “Welcome me home.” He commands.
You’re already on thin ice, but you’re also still irritated with him, so you give his shaft a few licks and a kiss before you look up at him and stick your tongue out. The devilish grin on his face doesn’t have the throbbing vein to go with it and he laughs.
“I do love that about you,” he admits, grabbing your hair roughly and shoving himself into your mouth. “But it was not a request, my love.”
You do your best to adjust quickly to the assault. His dry cock stuck to your lips a few times until you were able to get everything nice and wet. The discomfort gave way to a more comfortable set up, and Doffy let go of his grip on your hair as you began to suck and lick him properly on your own.
“Much better.” He muses, shifting his hips every now and then to drive himself a little deeper into your throat. “That’s how you greet me properly, slut. I was too kind to request a simple kiss, it seems.”
You lean back to say something, but before you can even squeak, his hand is in your hair again, pushing you back down.
“I said, ‘not a word’, and I meant it, my sweet bird.” He hums, shoving his hard cock down your throat until you’re gagging and crying from the actions. He moves in long enough strokes to allow you to breathe, even giving you a moment to cough and sputter a few times before continuing. He never allows you enough time to speak, and after a few moments he pushes almost painfully deep, forcing your nose into his pubes and forcing stars across your vision.
He pulls out to you sputtering and coughing, tears and snot and drool sliding down your face before he adds his cum to the mess. He smears the mess around your face and down to your chest, pinching your nipples roughly and forcing a yelp from you before he stops.
“Speak, brat, what do you say?” He asks, leaning back and glaring down at you.
“Th-thank you, sir.” You gasp, coughing once more to clear your throat. “Wel… welcome home.” You add quietly, heat flushing through your body.
Strings lift you up, forcing you to straddle his large waist, spreading your legs wide. You can feel his dick twitching against your slit.
“Better,” he muses, pulling a larger scrap of your ruined clothes free and using it to clean up your face. “Now, my sweet little bird, prove you missed me and kiss me accordingly.” He commands.
You can feel some of the threads go slack and you’re able to move your arms again. You reach out, cupping his face in your hands and bringing the two of you together.
“I missed you, Doffy, you bastard.” You say with a genuine smile, closing the small distance between you and kissing him. Softly at first, peppering him with a few brief kisses before parting your lips and urging him to devour you in return.
He held you in place, kissing you sweetly, as you felt the tip of his hard cock prodding your slick folds, pushing slowly into your pussy. You gasped and moaned into the kiss, welcoming the dangerously thick intrusion that promised to properly apologize to you for his extended absence.
Check out the event - requests are accepted until 7/31/2023 EST
#birthday request event#donquixote doflamingo#x reader#reader insert#doflamingo x reader#one piece drabble#THUS SPOKE LO and so I did my best to deliver!#thank you for this gift my lovely friend \o/#I could've gone on for another 5k words - but I am have been trying to limit myself.#I usually struggle to write a bratty reader but I think I did good enough ^_^
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