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evenmoreevil · 1 year
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Howm I already behind aaaaaa /lh
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buglaur · 8 months
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floating heads but this time with shoulders
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qwingfish · 9 months
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So I tried to draw transformers~
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phoenixisdabestwriter · 7 months
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OK, SO, Part 1 is linked right here if y'all wanna read it, hope you enjoy part 2!!!
Part 2: Massages
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"Do you need a massage?"
Satoru was a bit startled at your words at first before turning towards you, a cocky smirk on his glossy lips.
"Aw, is that all you wanna give me?" He teased, snickering when he saw your face flush a bit.
You rolled your eyes, exasperated as you leaned against the kitchen island next to him. "Haha, very funny, Satoru. No, I just noticed that your shoulders seem quite tense."
A smug grin made its way onto his face, a chuckle leaving his lips as he leaned closer towards you. "So you've been watching me very closely?"
"I'm simply offering a masaage!" You say defensively, feeling a little flustered by his teasing. "Cuz we're friends. And it really seems like you need one. I mean, you're always working hard and I figured that even though I'm a non-sorcerer, I could at least give you one to help you out."
What you said was actually very thoughtful and took Satoru a little by surprise. Of course, he didn't show this, instead a lazy grin on his lips as he turned around, his back facing you now.
"Fine, fine. Just work your magic, darling." He said, voice as smooth as butter.
You ignored the way your heart did a little staccato when he called you 'darling', merely reaching your hands up to his shoulders and starting your work. Your eyes widened a bit at the feel of his muscular back when your palms pressed against the flesh under his jacket in slow circles. Satoru most definitely had a sleeper build.
"Damn, do you work out a lot?" You muttered, slowly making your hands go up and down his back.
"Obviously I do, honey." He said sarcastically, his eyes fluttering closed behind the black blindfold, relishing in your touch. "If I didn't, then I'd be a horrible sorcerer. Working out is important."
"Uhuh, totally. I definitely believe you." You said, clearly not believing him.
Satoru had to resist the urge to straight up purr as you massaged his back like you did when you had touched his undercut the other day, enjoying the way your hands were relieving knots of tension that he didn't even know he had in his shoulders until now.
"Mmm... That's nice, that feels real nice." He muttered, voice dropping an octave, making your heart skip like crazy. "Are you sure you're not a chiropractor, cuz you're real good at this."
You chuckled, slowly pressing your fingertips now just at the small of his back before slowly working your way up. "Yeah, no, I'm definitely not a chiropractor. I just learned how to give decent massages from my friends."
"Well tell your friends I thank them cuz this is certainly an experience." He said absently, voice quiet in a way that had you feeling a tiny bit flustered.
You brushed off the feeling, merely chalking it up to you just easily getting caught off guard around him.
"Why thank them when I'm the one giving you a massage." You said, pouting as you stopped just below his shoulder blades. "And for free! I should be getting paid for this."
"Nah, come on darling, you love me too much for that." Satoru teased, turning his head back to look at you, despite the blindfold being on. "I can make it up to you this time by taking you to that restaurant you like. How's that sound?"
It must've been your imagination because you swore you had made eye contact with him even through the blindfold, feeling an odd sort of tension with him. You looked away, focusing on continuing to give him the massage. Yeah, you definitely needed more sleep. You were just overthinking things.
"That sounds good. You'll be paying, obviously." You said, a soft smile on your face.
"Of course, darling. You know your dear friend here's very rich. I'll buy you whatever you want off the menu if you continue giving me these heavenly massages."
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floydsteeth · 21 days
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CLAVIS MY BOY MY MAN MY PRECIOUS MWA MWA MWA MWA LOVE HIM
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Doodles using my new pen :3
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kakyogay · 9 months
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siggy and hunterator (I really need to name these slugerators)
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and my apology for making this bunch a bit more serious that the other
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bambeptin · 6 months
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two different gwen 10ks, probably will play around with their colour schemes more later
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rithiathemoth · 7 months
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them
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suguwu · 3 months
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may i plant the seed in your beautiful mind of bridgerton au with Duke Wriothesley? i love the thought of his brutish and cheeky (but ultimately a heart of gold) personality clashing with a proper little nobleperson who blushes at him lskfjfjfbhfhf
you MAY indeed! duke wrio is so good for it esp because he would have scandal attached to his name! after all, he's a duke now but his estate (and he) is notorious. the land worked by former convicts but he pays them well and treats them kindly unless they cross him.
he does not often return to the city, preferring the quiet of his estate, away from the ton and their whispers. despite the scandal of his youth, he is still a duke, and therefore desired.
when he does come to the city, he brings his rough and tumble attitude with him. he's polite enough. but only just enough. he's a bit of a brute and it sends the debutantes swooning.
you, unfortunately, are not exempt from it. you meet him when he picks up the fan you've dropped—kicked across the floor accidentally, coming to rest right up against his boot. it's a pretty little thing, delicate and feathered, the same white as the clouds dotting the spring sky.
he inclines his head to you when he hands it over. it's tiny in his scarred hands. his grip on it is careful. you pay him your courtesies and he hums, the sound deep and resonant.
"your dance card," he says. "let me see it."
and you watch silently, cheeks hot, as he writes his name down upon it.
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solargeist · 2 months
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im in a weird spot rn where i dislike all of my brushes but i also don't know what i want RAHHH
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runawaymarbles · 6 months
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Pros of new laptop: nearly everything
Cons: I can't remember how I set up the firefox extensions to make tumblr look normal
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risingsunfish · 1 year
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he's sending them on a supply run
(yes i am shamelessly attempting to ride the coattails of Roy's Engage reveal, what about it 😌)
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Considering turning Hiss & Tell into an ao3 fanfic instead of making it a comic. I just really want to share this au and making it a comic will take VERY long.. so are yall interested? 👁👁
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sammjammin · 10 months
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Pk pride
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galadae · 2 months
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wip wednesday whenever
tagged by @coldshrugs @lavampira @thevikingwoman @birues, thank youuu
also no pressure tagging @ghostwise @hylfystt @whatsthisascianbullshit @hythlodaes @seawillfuckyourshitup
this one is a little random scene post-ghimlyt/4.5, I'm not sure if it's canon, but it's fun for me lol
Yugiri fixes her with a pointed, quizzical stare before she sees beneath the hood. Her face contorts to surprise. “Calantha?’ Calantha pulls her into a tight hug before she can say more, wrapping her arms around her shoulders.  “Thank the gods. It's good to see you alive and well,” Calantha says. She steps back, looking down at Yugiri. Dark circles rim the shinobi's eyes, bandages peak from beneath her clothes. She gives the retainer a curt nod, and they're left alone to speak among the tents. Yugiri's voice is low, and a mixture of relief and concern distorts her features. “I feared the worst when you fell. It hasn't yet been a week, Calantha. Are you sure you’re fit to travel? Why have you returned? Should you not rest?” Yugiri looks up at her, scanning for signs of injury, but apart from a few bruises and cuts on her face the worst is hidden beneath her leather breastplate. Calantha ducks her head. “I won’t be long. No one knows I'm here but you.” She rubs her arm to dull the sting of a shallow cut beginning to itch as it heals. “Where is Hien?” 
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kfedup · 10 months
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Please and thank you, calling in all positive thoughts, juju, magical vibes, and support around 3:00 eastern as I have my first zoom interview for my dream job at the artists residency program in Vermont.  I applied Wednesday, was told on Thursday that they’d be in touch with candidates who will move forward at the end of this week, then had an email yesterday asking to meet today. WHAAAAT???!! 
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