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my-darling-boy · 1 day
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The funny thing about not really having a strong interest in fictional content is that all my friends have favourite characters from really rich and exciting worlds with colourful and complex backstories and beautifully fantastical costumes and then there’s just me and my favourite chauffeur from 1921 who I can only repeat the same facts about on loop like a museum exhibit
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sonnynewts · 7 months
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bets for thorin hitting his head on that fuckin lamp
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obsidian-jaw · 3 months
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I wake up, I sexualize my favorite tiefling, I go to sleep.
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dancingonmoonbeams · 6 months
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Gabriel Luna in Ireland with a man bun alert
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Having a tumblr is literally like being a farmer
I wake up at the crack of dawn (7:40am) to check on my harvest (notes) weed out the weeds (bots) and then plant new crops (new posts)
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bangtan boys in turtlenecks (2/??) bonus:
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unspuncreature · 2 years
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nothing like a little sparring match with your unrelenting jedi master to break in that shiny new arm
more art • coffee • textless version under the cut
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hangon-silvergirl · 9 months
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they'll send my wits astray
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aller-geez · 6 months
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If you're taking requests for follower milestone I'd love some Remington pre-sneeze expression art.
Thanks for sharing your art with the snz community 💖
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Hey there anon!!
You’re so dang sweet, thank you so much! And I appreciate your request! 😈😈
Pls enjoy helpless Remi being helpless!
My original plan was to make you a gif but I ended up slicing my index finger on my dominant hand that I draw with p bad so I had to postpone the gif…….. hopefully I’ll finish it eventually though!! ^^
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scholarhect · 1 year
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a demolition couple of bestiesssssss
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comraderoscoes · 10 months
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hbd to a man with tiny hands and a tiny head 🫶🏾 thank u for making lewis look normal sized for once 🥰
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whump-queen · 1 year
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✍️ like 3 months ago u said on discord "I did get an idea about a whumper setting a shock collar to detect whumpees heartrate and go off if it exceeded a certain level… eventually they’d have to force their body to ‘relax’ if they wanted the pain to stop" and i haven't stopped thinking about it since
omg I had completely forgot about this but look what I found sitting in my notes app—
Relax
“How many times do I have to say it, hm?”
content: shock collars, restraints, begging, cruel/sadistic whumper, set up to fail
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Whumpee seized as the collar went off again, every muscle in their body tensed and contorted with agony over and over. They didn’t know how many times it took, but at some point they collapsed, limp against the concrete when the current finally stopped.
“P-please—please make it stop.” They let out another choked sob, “I—I can’t do this anymore I—“
Another jolt of electricity sparked straight into their neck and another piercing scream rang out and echoed along the concrete walls.
Whumper only laughed, and when Whumpee looked up at them with those desperate, pleading eyes, Whumper’s lips pursed together and their eyes narrowed. Whumpee knew that look—a mocking gesture of sympathy.
“Awe pet, surely you dont think begging me will do anything, do you?
“I mean,” Whumper lifted their hands up in a universal gesture of innocence, “I’m not even holding a remote right now, am I?”
Whumpee’s eyes widened, “Then how—how are you—“
“I dont control this right now, you do. And if you want it to stop, you’ll need to learn to fucking control yourself.”
It was no use. Their voice kept cracking between words. Whumpee could only let out a pathetic whimper as they sunk limply back into the floor.
Whumper smiled and turned on their heel, snickering when they heard yet another snap of electricity and another desperate shriek of pain.
They reached for the door handle, but a sharp shout from their captive on the floor made their fingers pause.
“Wait! W-wait I— I’ll do anything, I— Please— Please just— just make it st—aaAAGHH—“
Whumper turned to look at the bound shaking figure, twitching with the voltage that never seemed to leave their system for too long.
A condescending smirk slid across their face.
“I’ve already told you. If you want the pain to stop, you’re going to have to relax.”
Whumpee felt fresh, hot tears stream down their face as they watched Whumper disappear through the doorway, locking the door behind them.
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there are a lot of scenarios you could do with a premise like this, this was just drabble wip I had in my notes so! may write more of this idea and I invite anyone else to use this idea if you want (if you do, tag me cuz I wanna read it!)
general whump tagljst: @whumpshaped @whumpsday @emmettnet @a-whump-sideblog @whump-it-like-its-hot @wolfeyedwitch @whumper-soot @unorganisedalienrubbish @kira-the-whump-enthusiast @hidden-dreamland @whumpedydump @lonesome--hunter @ashh-ed @whump-in-the-closet @shannon-foraker @oriantthegiant @banditosong @anonymustyou @feralwhump @jieunie-23
lmk if you want to be added/removed from the taglist <3
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superbeans89 · 9 months
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Reblog to share lasagne with friends
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wastedunicorn · 4 months
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Got a lot of oily butt shots yesterday …
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raineydazed · 3 months
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Sometimes when I rb something I remove the really annoying rbs underneath a banging post and that’s just how I give back to the community.
It’s like community service I’m cleaning up post litter
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mentalblabbermouth · 7 months
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Home Again
Little something because I wish we got a little aftermath scene in Fionna and Cake with Simon and Marceline. That's his daughter! She gave him something to live for! First Adventure Time fic :-P
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“Simon!”
Simon turned around just in time to catch Marceline in his arms. She briefly lifted him from the ground, hugging him tightly until she gently placed him back down among the dandelions. Her wide-brimmed hat cast a large shadow over both of them as the sun rose above the horizon. 
“Are you okay? Where have you been?” Marceline gripped him by the shoulders, her voice frantic. “I tried to call you back yesterday, but you weren’t answering and you weren’t at your house and Finn said he took you into the Heart of the Forest and you fought a bear?!”
Simon blinked. “Ha…” he chuckled, his chest trembling as a mixture of emotions ruptured inside. Everything that had happened in what had felt like weeks came flooding back with just as much joy and pain as when he had first experienced them. 
His laughter grew, morphing into hysterical laughter. Yesterday? He had only been gone from Ooo for one day. Time really was a funny thing. Oh, Betty, thank you…
“Simon?” Marceline’s tone softened, brushing aside a strand of hair that had fallen across his face. 
Taking her by surprise, Simon embraced her, attempting to lift her up, only succeeding by an inch for a second. Curse his old man knees. He kissed her on the cheek, on her forehead, moving to her other cheek and repeating until Marceline giggled like she used to when she was younger. 
Tears blurred his vision, but Simon had never seen more clearly. “My little Marcy, it’s so good to see you again.”
“Simon, is everything okay?” 
Glob, was everything okay? His head had been pried apart and rattled in more ways than one. He had zapped from alternate universe to alternate universe and back again. He had quite literally gazed into the maw of Golb/his once human fiancée and lived to tell the tale.
Voice shaking, Simon removed his glasses to wipe his eyes. “No…” Behind him, the sun was warm against his back. When he placed them back on, he smiled. “But I think it’s getting better.”
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