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tyrilstarfury · 3 months
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Is Mason supposed to be likable?
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7roaches · 7 months
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sorry that took like an hour i stopped to eat dinner heres my idea
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splataii · 1 year
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so uh @b1ueprinc3 made a post and i was inspired to make this drabble.
pervert manager dabi x male reader
cw: sub/bottom male reader, top/dom character, dacryphilia, degradation, minor exhibitionism, groping
anyway dabi first meets you an just thinks ur so fucking cute. he just loves your enegry and attitude, and becomes a lil too eager to train you, always being a lil touchy. hes down horrendous, always grabbing ur ass to congratulate you for a job well done at the end of the day or whatever.
insists he a “hands on learning” typa guy. always grabbing you by the waist so he can grind his obvious boner against your ass as he scoots behind you. always grabs u by the back of the neck, rubbing a thumb up its side as he leans over your shoulder to look at whatever work has you occupied. grabs you by the beltloop when youre passing him so he can spin you around and tell you about this “important work related thing” while he keeps his fingers pressed into your hips.
he already thinks you look pretty good in the assigned uniform, but one day, he has the genius idea to spill some water or something over you so you're forced to change into a top that's a couple sizes too small (which he insists is the only available uniform, yes it's mandatory, no you can't go home and change).
he promises it was an accident, and that he’ll wash it for you (despite the fact you insist you can clean it yourself) but instead spends his time dropping random shit on the ground so he can see your pants strain against ur ass and the way your shirt rides up your back.
the liar also takes your old shirt to the backroom to fist his cock with, pretending it's ur fucked out face he's cumming on. you ain't never getting that shit back
speaking of jerking off, this bitch does it all the time. specifically does it when youre getting off break and heading to the break rooms, so you can hear the sound of him shamelessly moaning your name as he finishes to another one of his gross fantasies of you laying spread out for him in his bed. he exits the stall and smiles when he sees your face like its no big. always makes sure to give ur ass a nice slap and some half assed “work hard” crap before he leaves you totally embarrassed.
nyway he also a bit overprotective, never stepping more than a couple feet away from you while you're working with a customer, and even other coworkers. he knows people know how cute you are. why would he leave his sweet boy to deal with those random mofos? he just stands behind you glaring when he feels someone is getting too close. you get a little confused, when they eventually leave, terrified, but he's always there to comfort you. your ass is his, you don't need no one else baby<3
he can have a bit of a mean streak sometimes tho, stretching you thin. whenever you (expectedly) fail to meet his impossible deadlines, he’s teasing you. talking about what a dumb little boy you are. he could probably fire you, if he wanted to. but he wont. if you could do this one little thing for him.. he pulls you into an old storage closet, freeing his cock from the confines of his pants so he can slap it on your face and spread his pre all over your cheek and nose. he can't help it, you just look a lot cuter this way. besides, he knows you can take it. dumb little boys like you are only made for one thing. since you're such a bad employee, show him what a damn good whore you are.
dabi claims he's only mean cause he cares. boys like you need to be taught a lesson so no one can take advantage of you. but sometimes, he plays like he's gonna make you answer calls while hes spearing you on his dick, just so he can see your pretty tears as you shake ur head no.
once again, he can have complete one eighty's, giving you all these bonuses and gifts at work saying “you deserve it” and all that shit, but everybody at work knows the reason you get all this special treatment is cause he slutting you out behind closed doors.
at the end of the day, you’re really just dabi’s personal whore. and everyone knows it.
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riaki · 7 months
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hs satoru knows he’s hot; he flaunts it everywhere he gets the chance to. but still, every now and then he’ll get on his knees like he’s about to throw himself on your feet and beg for your hand in marriage— only to ask you, “baby, do i look cute?” and then you can scoff and roll your eyes, but satoru insists he needs validation from you and you only. totally not because suguru gets more girls than he does, and so when you bring it up, he tells you he can have all the girls on the block ogling him like hes a mouthwatering snack and they’ve been starved for months, but none of their attention matters to him like yours does. sometimes, when you go out on a bright n sunny afternoon to browse the streets of tokyo, he’ll swipe his glasses off and wipe an imaginary droplet of sweat off his face to woo the ladies (who are buried in their phones), and when you scold him all he does is give you an innocent look and whine, “aww, but i was only trying to make you proud, sweetheart.” and then he’ll laugh and say none of the women hold his interest like you do when you smack him across the shoulder.
(just tell him he looks hot, and he’ll melt— but not before you do with the look he gives you; the kisses he peppers your face with afterward. he tries to make it an equal exchange.)
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tekitothemagpie · 2 months
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Imagine, the strawhats encounter sirens while traveling in the Grand Line,
It's your typical "pirates-meet-sirens" too,
Luffy sees meat,
Nami sees money,
Ussop probably sees himself as a great warrior or The Going Merry,
Sanji obviously sees a beautiful woman,
Chopper sees unlimited cotton candy,
Robin sees the crew,
Franky sees Tom or The Thousand Sunny at Raftel,
Brook sees Laboon,
But Zoro,
Zoro sees Luffy.
The crew slowly regains consciousness and help each other snap out of it. Zoro's unable to get away from the hallucination, he just can't stop following Luffy, until the captain himself helps him. Everybody saw that but nobody said anything. Luffy, of course, doesn't notice anything weird about that and carries on with his day. Zoro knows that the crew noticed and are suspicious but he's ignoring it the best he can.
Clueless Luffy Zolu is my weakness :'))
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amphibolit · 7 days
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i’m afraid no fictional boyfriend will ever top ryu sun jae because that man literally fell in love with his girl the second he saw her run up to him with that yellow umbrella and has not stopped loving her for a second even after 15 years and becoming a national pop star. in every time line he’s just completely in love with every version of her. each and every time he drops everything just to come save her.
even when she didn’t care about him in the slightest and was obsessed with some other guy, he loves her. when she suddenly becomes super obsessed with him and does the most insane whack shit ever, he just indulges her and follows her wherever she drags him because he loves her. even when she stands him up 15 years later only to show up as his supposed stalker he just welcomes her back into his life because he just loves her so much.
like that man would do absolutely everything for her no questions asked. she falls asleep during work hours and is about to hit her head? sun jae is there to catch it with his arm and stays in that position until she wakes up even though it’s uncomfortable as hell and he barely even knows her. she is stuck on the bus and couldn’t get off at her stop? sun jae runs after the bus and makes the driver stop it so she can get to school on time. she forgot her tie for her school uniform, about to get dress coded and punished? sun jae gives her his tie and takes the punishment himself. im sol gets kidnapped in three different timelines and sun jae is there in every single one ready to risk it all to save her.
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Lazarus Pact AU
In the last moments of his reign, King of the Inifinite Realms attacked the victor and fled to the mortal plane to prevent the Tyrant known as Pariah Dark from absorbing his core and stealing his powers for himself. Those who couldn't challenge the new king's rule and wanted nothing to do with the barbaric monarch followed soon after.
Notably, the seemingly countless elite warriors who were revered for their expertise at ectoplasmic manipulation who joined the Former King throughout his eons-long time as ruler of the Realms.
However, in an environment with very little to no ambient ectoplasm, they had to use their energy reserves sparingly until they found a new home. The journey nearly resulted in them nearly fading from existence in the void of space, but they had found salvation in the form of beings called 'Guardians' who held similar beliefs to the monarch himself.
So, a pact was made, and conditions had to be met. The most important were the following:
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1) The Warriors of the Infinite Realms would house themselves in artifacts that were virtually indestructible to any form of harm to keep them safe.
The Guardians would create power rings to keep them safe.
2) Ectoplasm was essential for beings of the Realms. Without it is to perish, so an energy would be needed to replenish their cores.
The Guardians got to work and made ectoplasmic generators that could revitalize a warrior's energy within a matter of seconds to carry on in their duties. These devices were to be called Lanterns.
3) A stealth team would be made to keep an eye on the happenings within the Inifinite Realms, specifically the young king Dark, and reported to the former king.
The Guardians established an elite team of Green Lanterns composed of their best members. These mission reports would be classified and kept secret from the Corps at large for the former king's eyes only.
4) Should Pariah Dark lose his crown, they would be informed by the former king. Should the new monarch be a just soul, the Green Lanterns are to protect this being with their lives and come to his aid in his hour of need.
Failure to do so will result in the forced disbanding of the Green Lanterns Corps via the destruction of the his own core. The Guardians, despite their scientific prowess and failsafes, could not hope to stop this event if it came to pass.
Upon hearing this, the Guardians would anxiously make their weekly scouting parties turn daily and scour the Realms for trouble.
5) From that day onward, the former king would no longer be addressed with his old title. A new one would be made.
The Guardians would address the entity as Ion, the Being of Willpower.
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When Ion booms across all power rings that the new king is in need of immediate assistance, the Guardians send every available Lantern to intercept the threat.
The question being...who is it?
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keniaku · 1 year
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[id: a doodle of millions knives in his stampede design. he's hugging himself and making an angry face, gritting his teeth. he says "i fucking hate humans they use my kind as a power supply and yell "go white boy go" at me" /end id]
go white boy go
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hlxtn · 7 months
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I will make it my life mission to find a cocky smirking manipulative toxic jock atsumu fic and share it with everyone
If its the last thing i do, research starts after work
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They need to give my bitch some volume at the root or keep the side part cus this is giving...
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foilsick-anoscetia · 7 months
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ohh,,,, who is this dapper old man,..,,
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alicentsargent · 1 year
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SUCCESSION gifs: 5/- 1.09 "Pre-Nuptial" (2018)
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prisile · 11 months
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AZRAN LEGACY SPOILERS!!!! my victor and sycamore sillies >:3
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Meta time!!!!
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No, I didn’t forget he had a cape until I was almost finished, I knew the entire time I swear. (I definitely forgot.)
Once again, this man takes up too much canvas space for me to put his scar map in the same one as his full ref, so he needs a separate image as well.
All his information and hex codes are under the cut, as usual!
I still can’t draw abs. And I’m sorry this took kinda long, I got distracted… the Taboo rewrite & the planning for the fic itself has a vice grip on my soul.
Full name: Ione Argon
Aliases: Meta Knight, ‘Nene’ (don’t call him that unless you’re his friend)
Species: Earthling Dragon (Fire/Ground) x Dream-Dark-Matter Astral Hybrid
Planet of Origination: Popstar
Age: 231
Height: 6’10”
Gender: Intersex; identifies as non-binary
Pronouns: He/Him/His
Sexuality: Multi-spec lesbian, asexual
S/O: Galacta Iriam (fiancée) (and Ophanim/Morpho EX (girlfriend), in the future)
Family: Hano Agron (biological mother), Ekia Argon (older sister), Vaga Argon (older sister), Sirv Argon (younger brother), Kirby Argon (adopted son) (as well as Athena Iriam (daughter), in the future)
The famous Meta Knight of the Galaxy Soldier Army, well-known for his title and sacred blade, Galaxia.
Engaged to Galacta Iriam — currently has no biological children with him, but adopted 14-year-old Kirby as their son when he was aged 6.
Works as a Knight under Dreamland’s King Dedede, and is head of Castle Dedede’s Royal Guard.
Quiet and seemingly apathetic, though kind-hearted and meaning nothing but well, he finds general difficulty in befriending others due to his somewhat off-putting demeanour. He is very kind, though, just ultimately socially awkward and nervous as an individual.
He joined the GSA the second he turned 19, believing himself to be responsible for the safety of the Galaxy due to his Astral heritage, as well as to get as far away from his mother as possible. He worked with them for the majority of his life since he joined, until an attack by Nightmare wiped out nearly all the GSA’s forces and scattered those that remained. He’s worked for King Dedede as his Knight for about 30 years, and finds genuine enjoyment in his current job.
His weapon of choice is the sacred Master Sword, a sentient enchanted blade named Galaxia. He also uses his natural Fire magic, and on rare occasion, Dream Magic, when necessary. Very well-trained in swordplay, and certainly no easy opponent.
Hex codes
Both:
4F3224 — Scars
311A0F — Skin
101010 — Socks / Gloves
120E1C — Fuzz fade / Cape back
1D1D47 — Hair / Fuzz base
E0BEFF — Inner ears / Wing webbing
FCC66F — Iris 1
FFFFFF — Wing talons
BFBFBF — Ring / Thigh guards (or whatever they’re called) / Arm guards
Armoured:
18122B — Chestplate & Pauldrons 1
2C2240 — Battle shirt (?)
32353E — Pants
6B5B86 — Straps
CCCFFD — ‘M’ symbol
472A77 — Sabatons
E4C69A — Chestplate & Pauldrons 2
000000 — Inner cape (plus multicoloured Nebulae)
Unarmoured:
1A1A1B — Shirt
343434 — Face mask / Dress pants
D2CDC4 — Iris 2
FFFBF4 — Eye whites
Tail-tip:
08003D — Base / Fade 1 (using Nebula brush)
00113D — Fade 2 (using Nebula brush)
0046FF — ‘Star’ patterning (using Glimmer brush on Hard Light, with base & fade colours overlaid on top using a clipping-mask Colour layer)
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strange-doll-child · 14 days
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Weh
Babbyyyyyyy
This man definitely knows how to handle children, I'm sure
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pigeonwit · 9 months
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There’s a booming clang of keys that jolts Jack right out of his painted fury – a long streak of red cuts through the canvas, burning through the purple-dappled sky. Jack grits his teeth and turns, hackles raised, to where Davey’s sitting innocently at his piano, staring at the keys as if they were the most fascinating things in the world. Jack rolls his eyes – fucking Davey – and is about to make another stroke when a loud dun-DUN! booms right through him, his brush stabbing two clumsy red splotches into the canvas, one after the other.
“Oh, for-!” He whips around again – Davey’s fussing over his sheet music with exaggerated scrutiny, his brows furrowed deep and his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth as if he were a newspaper cartoon, and Jack damn near stabs his brush into something again, just for the hell of it.
“D’you mind?” He snaps. Davey turns to him, blue eyes impossibly wide, his lips parted in a way that makes Jack’s stomach broil.
“Me?” He asks sweetly, as if butter wouldn’t melt in his damnably pink mouth. “I’ve no idea what you mean, Mister Kelly – I’m just rehearsing.”
Jack purses his lips and huffs through his nose, static burning in his arms with nowhere to go. Rehearsing. Like Davey needs to fucking rehearse, like Davey isn’t already perfect without ever having to try.
“Can you do it quietly?” He seethes through gritted teeth, because he’ll be damned if he proves stupid Davey right. Davey quirks an eyebrow at him, a smile toying at his lip, and humiliation burns thick in Jack’s stomach.
“Well, it’s music,” he drawls, slow, like Jack’s stupid, “so no.”
“Oh, right,” Jack scoffs. “Yeah, what was I thinkin’?”
“You think?” Davey fires right back at him without missing a beat, his head cocked in exaggerated surprise – the motion sends a mop of curls trembling over his brow, enough to make Jack twirl his wrist without him even noticing he’s doing it, leaving a perfect copy of the shape on his canvas, a soft curl written in a blend of blue and red into dappled purple-pink. Davey blinks, peering at the unfinished backdrop with that scrutinizing gaze, and Jack hurriedly smears his brush over that little violet curl, crushing it into a gouge of red paint.
“Is that for the show?”
“Nope, it’s for the mayor.” Jack sneers. “Whadda you think?”
Davey’s smile curdles – his brow knits together, making a tiny crease that Jack’s fingers itch to smooth away.
“I was just asking.”
“You stick to your shit, I’ll stick to mine.” Jack mutters.
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