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elitadream · 10 months

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Oohohoho your Lupin art look absolutely wonderful! Do you plan on posting any more of your Lupin art in the future even ones you haven’t yet shown? These looks splendid and me and my friend are in love with how you draw them :D

I'm so sorry it took me more than a month to answer you, Anon! 😭😅 I'm terrible at sorting through my messages!

There aren't that many samples from my Lupin phase that I'm still happy with today, but a little side project I remember I had really enjoyed was filling a custom made sketchbook with drawings as a gift for my sister (who was a big fan as well); all of them illustrating different aspects of Lupin and Jigen's relationship.^^ 💙 The whole thing is about 40 pages long, and used up an entire blue colored pencil. 🤭

#asks #fanart and fanworks #Lupin III #Daisuke Jigen #them #no longer my main fandom but I still love their dynamic sm ;_;#these two have such a great vibe together #whether you regard it as platonic or romantic #they're just amazing #a perfect tandem #hope you'll get to see this Anon! :D #let me know if you do ^_^

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thoodleoo · 4 months

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found a new ancient artifact to be delighted with, the pseudo-corinthian helmet developed in italy and not worn over the face but on top of the head, like a cap. can you imagine running into battle and theres a guy with a teeny tiny face on top of his head

everyone is so mean to her and it's hilarious

#tagamemnon #shes perfect. to me #queueusque tandem abutere catilina patientia nostra

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dnangelic · 13 days

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what ghost haunts you?

the ghost of devotion .

your body was crafted to be loved and to be adored. you write with the touch of a poet, the fingertips of a lover. if you are not loved, you are not whole. you are made to be sculpted by the hands of another into something perfect. without their love, you feel as though you may crumble without the support of purpose their touch provides. when ernest hemingway wrote “it was too good to last.” when ocean vuong wrote, “i miss you more than i remember you.” when david foster wallace wrote, “everything i’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.”

the ghost of the damned .

you rot with the need for something more than what you have. the ghost is built up of the feeling of stagnation. you find it staring at the ceiling with sleep - blurred vision ; this is the third night you have met its eyes in the early hours of the morning. you tear yourself apart looking for comfort, for validation, for acceptance. but it never feels quite enough. you ruin everything you touch, despite every attempt to be more than what you have always been. you would sculpt yourself as something perfect for those around you, but you are no artist. when albert camus wrote, “be silent, heart; there is no hope!” when lucille clifton wrote, “maybe i should’ve wanted less. maybe i should’ve ignored the bowl in me, begging to be filled.” when taylor swift said, “i’m still on that tightrope, i’m still trying everything to get you looking at me.”

tagged by @primordyalsoul ty sumin!!!!

#TAGMEME.#iiiiiIIINTERESTING.....#dark's is fine as is but dai #his relationship with independence/dependence can get a little complicated #his desire is to be independent and he's stubborn about it- hence his rejecting dark's concerns or help sometimes #(that's where the 'what took you so long to call me?' comes from in tandem with constantly reminding daisuke #that they're one and the same; that dark -is- on daisuke's side and very much so. wholly loves and accepts him)#dark's longing is also a reflection of daisuke's longing; to be accepted and loved even within himself for his own flaws and faults #the reality for daisuke too is that so many people around him help and try very hard to care for him from his parents to his friends #the same way everybody remarks he's always trying to do his best for others- which is partly a symptom of dai wanting to be reliable #rather than solely relying on others all of the time... it goes in a big circle #smth smth coexistence and daisuke's simultaneous fear of being ostracized/persecuted for being dark #smth smth dante's inferno and the circle of thieves stealing each other's bodies but the way dark and daisuke learn to share #smth smth you were born to be a phantom thief but it's love that transforms you #dark's longing and loneliness is simultaneously daisuke's longing and loneliness always and forever BUT dark's stagnancy #his supposed state of perfection his immutability that makes him unearthly unhuman - he quietly loathes #dark relies on daisuke to change him too; to be kinder. warmer. the boy's his heart #the same way he's daisuke's supporting dream and aspiration!!!#aw man tag essay. embarrassing. point is dai's very devoted was born for it was destined for it #his family's love gets to the point it's overbearing sometimes but it's so so so genuine and so is his own once he gets to a state of it #but one cannot dismiss ...... the stubborn 'i can do it myself i don't need you' attitude(tm) dai has at dark sometimes #(even though dark is sooooo pathetic n desperate to be relied on)

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drbtinglecannon · 2 years

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Alright 'Camila & Eberwolf would be a funny dynamic' take was such a hit that I'm gonna share another one I desperately wish we'd get in S3 but know we won't:

Lilith Clawthorne & Alador Blight.

It's the ADHD & Autism nerds duo that Luz & Amity have, but with the roles reversed, middle-aged, and 100% platonic.

Both have expertise with making specialized tools/machinery, both are awkward introverts that until recently were completely isolated, both recently started making amends & growing bonds with their families after years of being cold/distant, both recently got out of emotionally manipulative & abusive dynamics, both probably still have a lot of trauma to work through, both only recently joined the good side, neither can read a room at all, and given Lilith is aroace and Alador just got divorced there wouldn't be any mistaking if their friendship was platonic or not

I can just easily imagine them working together on some difficult scientific part of the rebellion, like trying to rebuild the portal door, or being in charge of safety/security for the rebellion if it's openly fighting against the Collector. Or even just them both nerding out over something highly specialized/scientific with no one else really understanding

I'm sure if given the chance they would've gotten along fine back at Hexside.

#toh #lilith clawthorne #alador blight #add perry porter in & its the trifecta of different area nerds working in tandem lol #hm. actually lilith alador perry is the perfect inverse to eda darius raine trio haha #king gave both of them the enlightenment talk of their lives within like 2 days of each other lol #tc posts #toh spoilers

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sing-me-under · 1 year

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THE TUBBO AND JACK FINALE IS THE SINGLE MOST PERFECT DOOMSDAY ENDING IN THE HISTORY OF ALL STORYTELLING.

I WOULD GIVE BOTH OF MY LUNGS AWAY JUST TO EXPERIENCE THE ENDING ANIMATED IN HIGH QUALITY CGI LIKE AN INDIE VIDEO GAME ENDING. IT JUST HAS THAT KIND OF VIBE AND I CRAVE IT.

#personal #dsmp #I EXPECTED ABSOLUTELY NOTHING FROM THESE FUNKY BLOCK MEN #AND THEY HAVE DELIVERED PERFECTION #GOD I FUCKING LOVED TUBBO AND JACK’S ENDING #BEING ABLE TO WITNESS IT IN REAL TIME WAS A BLESSING ON MY EYES #OR MAYBE THATS JUST IN COMPARISON TO TOMMY’S SIDE BECAUSE I WATCHED THEIR STREAMS IN TANDEM #LITERALLY HAD TWO SETS OF BLUETOOTH EARBUDS IN EACH EAR CONNECTED TO DIFFERENT DEVICES #I DUNNO EITHER WAY I LOVE C JACK MANIFOLD #HE DESERVES SO MUCH LOVE

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nikkashidashipper · 9 months

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the more time passes since first watching the ending of s3 of hannibal the more it just. weighs on my mind.

i just saw that allegedly mads had to make an effort not to kiss hugh then and there while shooting the scene

(i wonder if that is what the extended cut is or if it was a different unseen unreleased take)

#wills feral face during that pack hunting scene #and hannibals face (well mikkelsens face really) showing such a. cant think of the word fuck #just the deep connection like then and there they were a perfect tandem #ive been watching the scene on loop im distraught dont talk to me

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killjoygem · 10 months

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Thank god my friend with adhd keeps putting off our phone call bc I have social anxiety and would never have a phone call ever again if I could

#our relationship works in perfect tandem #i actually dont mind phone calls but all my interaction energybis being taken up by a text conversation with my future employer today

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elitadream · 1 year

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How would you describe Mario and Toads friendship? If they hang out, what do you think they do!? :D

Oh, I feel like they would be this iconic silly buddy duo where one of them basically comes up with all the crazy plans and is always seen throwing random ideas around, whereas the other just goes along with everything despite having many questions. 🤣

Toad would legit use Mario as a test subject whenever they would come across something new or try something unprecedented, ushering him forward with plastered-on casualness and confidently insisting for him to "just go on and poke the thing. See what it does!" Lmao. They would build wild contraptions, try to create new effects by mixing power-up items in questionable "recipes", attempt ridiculous stunts around the castle (and by them, I mean Mario while Toad would watch from a safe distance; possibly also wearing protective gear and goggles 😂) - all in the name of "science" and educational experimentation, of course.

I had imagined one of these instances as being the only time Mario would get a disapproving look from Peach, and it would be because the poor bean hurt himself a little while doing something arguably stupid and she'd be fretting over his head bump or scratched knee. >< Toad would also get properly scolded for orchestrating the whole thing, and both boys would acquiesce at her warning like sheepish children. 😭😆

#asks #mario #toad #princess peach #mareach #SHENANIGANS #just Toad being chaotic #also Mario is physically unable to refuse a friendly request #they somehow work in perfect tandem and that's what scary about it xDD

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thoodleoo · 7 months

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mods are asleep post eastern greek vase in the shape of a leg archaic period 590-580 BC

#tagamemnon #he is perfect and i love him #this is the only artifact. to me #queueusque tandem abutere catilina patientia nostra

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lichposting · 9 months

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I’m really enamored with the dynamic of two characters who work perfectly in tandem, like pacific rim drift compatible level, but they don’t like each other. It’s not even as strong an emotion as hate it’s just a very neutral-negative dislike, but they still act in perfect concert and their individual abilities are fully complementary

#text #alma’s liveblog tag #perso #i have unintentionally created this b/w nes and astarion #like they always share initiative. perfect for exploring bc both are rogues. great for platforming. ultimate sniper duo.#-3 approval. when I click him he says don’t touch me #the posts

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sparklovespink · 2 months

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PARK JONGSEONG! --- as your next door neighbor

🥽—warnings 18+ hard thought, oral (f. receiving), overstimulation, teasing, masturbation, listening in on masturbation, jay's kinda nasty, pussy whipped!jay, horny simp!jay

📼—author's note this is my first work with even minor plot in it on here. hope you guys enjoy this bc ive been feenin for jay all week long. so sorry that this is in lapslock! it was originally a drabble but it got long and i was too lazy to change it. 🎀—w/c 2,000~

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JAY had moved into the apartment next to yours almost a half a year ago. although he's really only seen you is passing, he thinks you're a good neighbor for the most part—you don't bother him, only greeting him with simply waves when you see him in the hall, and you're not a party person either. in fact he thinks you could be the perfect neighbor, the only problem being your little habit. actually, the things he hears at night from your room might be a major problem, but not in a bad way.

occasionally, every now and then he comes home from work in the later hours of the night, to hear you moaning. it could be past midnight but you're still going. you're so fucking loud about it too, sounds of muffled whimpers slipping through the walls. at this point you probably haven't missed a single night, it's like you've got to want him to know. his only secret show.

and his imagination runs wild. whether you're fucking yourself on a dildo or fingering yourself, he has no idea. sometimes, when he can hear you, he wonders if he could get you to shut up with his fingers in your mouth. wonders if you get off to the idea of him and probably everyone else on your fucking floor being able to hear you. wonders if your own fingers really are any good and if you'd want his to help out that pretty cunt. because jay just knows that you're an absolute whore, can hear it in every squeal.

he's so obsessed with you and he can't help it. even now he's started to jerk off to your sounds too, small moans fueling all of the nasty thoughts that run through your head. fist wrapped around his fat, veiny cock as he strokes himself in tandem with your moans. it's not even enough, he needs to fuck something. and something, is you.

so, he sets a plan into action. seducing you. he knocks on your door the around ten the night after, thinking to at least just meet you under the guise that he's made too much dinner and has leftovers to share.

and there you are, swinging open the door. his already hard cock stirs harder when he sees you, standing behind the door. you're flustered and disheveled, clad in just shorts and a tee. your shorts are hiked up on your ass and he can see your swollen nipples peaking through your shirt. he must've 'interrupted' you, because you look like you slipped them on in a hurry after hearing him knock. fucking jackpot.

"can i help you– oh, hi?" you say, obviously not expecting him, nor noticing the way jay is running his eyes over your figure. you lean one arm against the door frame, making eye contact right as he glances up from your tits to talk to you. "you're my neighbor, jay, right?"

of course you remember him, duh. there's no way you fuck yourself that loudly every single night if you don't want someone to know. at this point the only thing that's confusing to him is why his name's never left your mouth.

"yeah, i'm next door alright." he nods. he shuffles so that the tray of leftovers hides his boner. he's got what he wanted already, now thinking if he should just leave the tray with you and be on his way, maybe come back and ask for it tomorrow. but before he can even say anything, you beckon him invite him in with a wave of your hand.

"actually...it'd be great if you could bring it in and have some with me," you say, "unless you already ate? sorry, it smells so good but i don't think i could finish it myself."

heaven has got to be listening in on this conversation because jay's never been this lucky. even when he won a hundred bucks betting on jake—who's an absolute wildcard in monopoly, jay knows better than to put money on him again—he swears he was not this lucky.

not even fifteen minutes later and he's sitting at your dinner table. he seats himself while you're grabbing two plates and put everything together. you have no idea how hard he is right now, how badly he wants to go home and jerk off to the memory of you. but he's holding in it, pressing his palm against his erection with the hope that it'll be enough to soothe him for now. it obviously isn't.

he somehow makes it through dinner, eventually making small talk with you. you get along rather well with him, shooting bratty quips to match his quick comments. you don't even mind when his knee bumps into yours, moving until it's touching your thigh.

he trades numbers with you and soon seeing each other is routine. he brings over a plate of food for you to try at least once every week, usually over a movie or a board game. you even introduce him to a couple of friends, who he glares horribly at whenever he think they're to close to you. although you never seem to notice, he knows that one guy wants you just as bad as he does, can see it in the way he looks at you.

which makes sense, as you are also currently single, jay soon finds out. he had already thought so, but a small part of him was also worried that there could be a someone. someone who you let hold onto your bare hips and fuck your pussy when jay could be doing that. when jay should be doing that.

and when he gets back to his apartment after one particularly touchy movie night, you really let him know that. he doesn't think you've ever sounded this loud, this needy. he's on the other side of the wall, groaning as he teases his angry, red tip to the sounds you're making. right now, he could be taking care of you, fucking you hard into your mattress. he dreams about it every fucking night. he pulls out his phone, opening your contact and typing with one hand as he squeezes his cock.

damn ur loud lol

he tosses his phone to the side, watches as it lands across his mattress, screen facing up. he's seriously about to cum, core tightening just as his head falls back. the sounds of your moans have quieted, but he hasn't noticed yet, strokes speeding up.

yh i know

come ovr

jay's hand falters as he registers the texts, neck straining to reread because there's no fucking way you just sent that. he double checks. triple checks.

fuck.

he's crawled off his bed in less than three seconds, pulling his sweats up and throwing on a shirt before heading out to hall. when he gets there, he doesn't even have to open the door. you're already flinging it open, coming face to face with him in the door frame.

jay's flustered, pupils big and cheeks painted a soft red. he looks at you, looks down at your hands, wrapped around the door knob, and back at you. he swears every time he sees you, you're in less clothing. panties and a tee. are you trying to kill him? "fuck, that wasn't to the wrong person or shi–"

you shut him up by pulling him by the strings of his sweats, dragging him into your apartment. closing the door, you spin both of you around so that you're pressed up against the door. "no mistake." you hum, looking into his eyes.

"fucking hell, really?" he asks, eyes wide and glossy as he stares back. he's so close, could press his mouth to the corner of your lips if he wanted to be romantic. could stick his tongue in his mouth and mix his spit with yours if he wanted to be nasty.

“so i was right. you were listening to me fuck myself." you coo, giving him pouty lips as you press your leg against his cock, hard underneath his sweats.

there's a choked up noise that spills out of his throat at your words. he can't admit to that, fuck. even if it's already obvious. he watches your tongue run over you bottom lip, coating it with slick spit. "think you're any better than my toys?"

jay's on you in a second, dropping down to his knees. he presses his face against your panties, rubbing his nose in between your inner thighs. you're already soaking yourself and he can taste it, dragging his tongue along the the crotch of the fabric. "so much fucking better."

his eyes roll back so far when you slide a hand into his hair, tugging him closer to you. he's impossibly hard, dick leaking precum inside of his sweats when he hears the way you murmur a little "jay, please."

and jay wants nothing more than to please you and taste the pussy that's haunted him for weeks. he pulls your panties down, lifting your legs up one by one to take them off. chucking them to a random, pressing his lips right above your cunt before he looks up at you.

this is the man who's wanted you for a damn long time now. who spent nearly every night edging himself to the noises you let slip into his apartment through the walls. who jerked himself off in your bathroom when you got to close on movie nights. who fucking dreamt about you riding his cock till he can't cum anymore.

he fucks his tongue into your cunt, loving the way your thighs suffocate him. his mouth vibrates every time he moans into your cunt.

all the nights he spent in his bed, poor cock between his hand were nothing compared to this. the way you squeal when his nose bumps into your clit, making you rut your hips into face.

"fuck, right there," you cry out, feeling jay's hand snake up your leg to grab your ass cheek. he palms your ass, pushes you further onto his mouth. he's so fucking good at it, eats you out like you're the last meal he's had in days.

there's a dark look in his glossy eyes when he looks up at you, speech muffled as he speaks into your core. "this pussy's fucking perfect." he mutters, diving right back into you.

you let him work, lapping up your arousal, his eyes never looking away from your face even once. "look at me baby." he says, tone stern. one glance down and you can't fucking help the your fist tightens in his hair at the sight of him; dragging his tongue along your inner thigh. delighted in the way you squirm, he sucks a hickey against a patch of skin that's gone wet from the messy way he's been eating you out. "mmm...just like that."

you pout at the loss when his mouth separates from your cunt, begging him to start up again. "jay please, i'm so fucking close."

"just knew you were damn needy." he murmur. it earns a whimper from you, and that's enough to get jay to attach himself back to your cunt. you don't even notice when his free hand drops to fist his his swollen cock, pumping his length the same way he does every other night.

when you cum, it's overwhelming, messy, and wet. you're fucking crying, and even then jay's not pulling off, letting you choke him with your thighs tight around his head. his own cock aches, pent up from earlier. it only takes one more sound from you before he cums, hard, hand all over his hand.

he comes off your cunt with slowly, like he could have buried his face between your legs for hours if he really wanted to. his face is mess sticky mess of cum, and you can feel the soft blow of his breath against your inner thigh.

hiccuping, you watch the way he cleans himself decently enough with the back of his hand, licking your juices off of his skin. "so much better than just hearing you baby."

#enhypen smut #enha smut #jay smut #jongseong smut #jay x reader #jongseong x reader #enha x reader #enhypen x reader #park jongseong smut #park jongseong x reader #��—✩ enhypen

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