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boar on the floor !
#guy whos 30 years late to watching succession: hey whats up guys#just a doodel#but its something#i probably wont because im lazy but it would be cute to draw them like a fake advertisment#like boar on the floor fun for the whole famile! ages 3 -99!#succession#succession fanart#tomgreg#tomgreg fanart#tom wambsgans#tom wambsgans fanart#greg hirsch#greg hirsch fanart#cousin greg#cousin greg fanart#gregory hirsch
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PLEASE this leap day be nice be normal. 4 years ago my birthday was barely mentioned cause of covid starting. 8 years ago everyone was freaking out about Leonardo dicaprio getting an Oscar. I better see some real 2/29 posting this year
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look at this lil guy
#werewolf#werewolves#werewoof#lycan#lycanthropy#lycanthrope#okay important tags out of the way#finally posted some of my own art here again#its not much#but its something#look at his lil hat#isnt it neat
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i've been craving hot sexy mai zenin all day so i decided to write my own content
warnings: idk? just a bit of making out, nuthin special, just mai leaving hickies on ur neck :3 (i imagined this as fem reader with my gay ass but u can imagine however u want) i meant for this to be about mai but i also imagined maki, so go crazy ig
"m-mai," you mewled as your back hit the wall of the supply closet.
currently your girlfriend mai zenin had you pinned against the wall, her hands steadily on your waist and lips attacking your neck. your other friends were currently outside training for the exchange event while you were stuck in here with mai. you didn't know what compelled her to drag you into the supply closet with her.
"i've been waiting," she mumbles into your neck, running her tongue on your warm skin. "and waiting," she nips on it, earning a hiss from you. "and waiting for this moment." she finally finishes with a quick kiss to that spot before bringing her head back up to look at you, looking so nervous for her, wondering if someone had the idea of checking this specific supply closet.
"and now i finally have you," she gave you a kiss on the cheek, then trailed over to your lips. you let out a small moan as mai's hands began massaging your hips. you pulled away with an audible smack from both of your lips.
"mai, someone's gonna find us." you reminded her breathlessly, circling your arms around her neck. she chuckled as she dove her head into your neck and started sucking on your skin once again. you shut your eyes and pulled your hand up to run your fingers through her green locks and let out a small groan.
"everybody's outside, no one's gonna bother us here." she replied before you felt her lips curve into a smile against your neck. you huffed then felt mai's hand slip itself underneath the hem of your shirt and rest on your skin. it sent chills up your spine and you shivered under her touch.
when mai opened her eyes again, she saw the perfectly sized hickey sitting on your neck where everyone could see, even if you tried covering it up. she smirked at her artwork before slipping her hand away from your waist and held your own hand.
"let finish this in my room, yeah?"
#ykw i kinda dont wanna post it since it wasnt as good as i wanted it to be💀#but its something#jjk x you#jujutsu kaisen x reader#mai zenin x reader#mai x reader
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alright here you go. nishiki toxic edit (i accidentally set the poll to a week forgive me)
can you tell this was originally made for instagram
#yakuza kiwami spoilers#blood tw#akira nishikiyama#rgg#yakuza#ITS NOT GREAT#but its something#feeding this to the pond regardless#rain renders (videos)
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Omg here’s another prompt you could do a billion different things with: Max going to visit Victoria to meet Lio after his first championship in “my own cloud”
sorry this probably sucks! hope u like some parts anyway & thank you for always chatting about this au & many others with me :)
cw: hints at child abuse but nothing explicit
“Are you sure your dad isn’t going to be there?” Daniel asks, thumbnail stuffed into the corner of his mouth. When he takes the digit away, a spot of blood is stuck to his stubble.
Max tries not to roll his eyes, to ask Daniel to just stop worrying, please, because he is trying to be better about it. Daniel knowing, Max suddenly being made of glass with the way he can see right through him.
He wants to suck the raw skin surrounding Daniel's nail bed into his mouth, to lathe over the ache with his tongue until it's soothed. An apology, as much as a reminder.
“He is in Belgium,” Max tells him instead, again, foot already over the threshold of their apartment, “and Victoria is of course in Rotterdam. I think he will not make the trip until after Christmas.”
Daniel doesn't look convinced, shifting from one foot to the other before eventually stepping forward to take Max’s sleeve and tug him back from the no man’s land that anything outside of their four walls has become.
“At least give me a kiss before you go.”
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On the plane, Max is less certain. Tries to convince himself that it will be okay if his dad is there, that so will Victoria and Tom and his mum too, maybe, but it does little to calm him when that never stopped anything before.
It’s over, he reminds himself. Now, I am too old.
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It’s Tom that answers the door, looking exhausted. It’s the first thing Max notices about him before his eyes slide from his face to instead over his shoulder, to the pile of shoes lined in the hallway. As though that would give anything away.
“Come in, mate,” he says, kind but not overly familiar. He’s older than Max, but Max pays for the house where he sleeps next to Max’s sister every night, for the car he drives. It dampened any genuine chance of friendship between them a long time ago, and Max is mostly okay with that. Taking care of his sister is what matters.
There’s that smell that reminds Max of her right from the hallway, that he remembers from when they were very small, seeping out from underneath her bedroom floor before he would knock and call for her through the wood, dinner time, Victoria. He didn’t like going into her bedroom, full of pink soft things that made his fingertips itch.
“Max!” she cries now happily from the sofa, where she looks up from the wriggling bundle in her arms. Early morning sunlight shining through the window lighting her smile up all gold, the baby soft and pink and-
“Oh, there he is,” Max says stupidly, mirroring her smile as he takes a step towards them.
She hands Lio over easily once Max has sunk into the cushions beside her, doesn’t lecture him on how to hold his head because he knows now from last time, almost one year ago to date.
He's perfect.
“You’re the world champion,” she says, voice sounding thick with tears with a hand on his shoulder, but Max can’t turn his head to look, eyes only for the bright blue ones looking up at him. A clock somewhere wound all the way back twenty four years. Twenty two. Seven.
“He is so small,” Max says in awe, and Victoria laughs.
“Max,” she says, and Max knows she wants him to talk about the race, what it felt like to win. He doesn’t want to.
“He is tiny,” he repeats, and this time she snorts.
“In my dreams, 8lb chunk that he is. He’s a Verstappen through and through.”
Her words settle like a stone in his stomach, uncomfortable and heavy. He wants to shake his head, to tell her that no, Lio can’t be. He’s too little. Instead, he strokes a finger over Lio’s brow, feeling it furrow under his touch.
“Has-“ Max swallows, “has dad been to see him yet?”
Victoria shakes her head, not diming her smile or taking her eyes away from her newborn son. Reaching out, she traces one fingertip gently over the opposite eyebrow, mirroring.
“Good,” Max says, on instinct before he can choke on the words as a way to keep them inside, and then cringes at the way it makes her head snap up, smile gone. “I just mean- Just-“
“Come on Max, this is-“ she doesn’t say the word silly, but Max knows she was about to. “You should put this disagreement, over Daniel or whatever, behind you. I know he misses you. I want us to be able to spend time together as a family again.”
Max nods, but his eyes are fixed on the lions covering Lio’s baby grow. On the front there are 15 of them, printed tiny, and Max wonders if there are so many on the back.
“Hello baby Lio,” Max says after a beat, ignoring her. “Welcome to the world.”
“Max, Dad did a lot for you,” Victoria tries again, lifting Lio out of his arms as easy as anything.
I’ve done a lot for him, Max thinks bitterly, but won’t ever say. I’ve done a lot for all of us.
#trying to write again is stupidly hard so i dont think this is show stopping or anything#but its something#max/daniel#fic#my own cloud#cw child abuse#for me and three#(max voice: tree)#other ppl
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so. leans on the counter. gate huh. slips off the counter and falls flat on my fa
#identity v#aesop carl#identity v embalmer#identity v the embalmer#unconcerned art#i will!!!! make the starting post for chemistsop. or i guess hes called gate now#cos i somehow seriously hit 800. i legitimately thought i will never have another event again cos i wouldnt hit this number#ive actually hit it a while ago but i wanted to sit on it for a while longer so that i have enough information on the guy#not that i know much more. i missed the belostain event n idk why luca is there#but its something#anyway have this doodle while i figure out how im goingbto do this. dont expect colours. im thinking of a style similar to this#but i might bring back the og colours n basic shades although idk how well that will work out#any anyway. until next time. which should be the start of the gate event
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drawing gabriel in family guy is going to forever haunt me
#shin talks#thats gonna be like#my thing for all eternity#if im gonna go down i want to be known as the gabriel family guy dude#idk if id call that an achievement or like an anti achievement#but its something
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things are coming to you all in the morning. byler things.
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god should’ve never allowed me to exist on this planet earth nor this solar system
#professor layton#Desmond Sycamore#i know i said i dont touch blender but#the main reason why i learned to extract models was to eventually either#A) mess around with them#or B) put them in VRChat#almost all of the model riggings are severely broken#hell at a certain angle Desmond looks like he's doing the michael jackson lean#but its SOMETHING#ITTTSSS SOMETHINGGGGG
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i eagerly await a s4 destiel fic written by u
omggg anon don't give me more temptation i'm already ready to stay up until 3 am drafting an outline
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I AM FREE. I HAVE FINISHED REWATCHING ALL OF THE FIRST 4 SEASONS OF BUNGO STRAY DOGS. I CAN WATCH SEASON 5 NOW AND JOIN THE REST OF THE FANDOM. I'M SO FUCKIN SCARED FOR DAZAI AND AKUTAGAWA.
#The entire season isnt out yet so I'm still gonna be just sad or whatever when I'm done the 5 dubbed episodes they have released#BUT ITS SOMETHING#bungo stray dogs#bungou stray dogs#bsd#bsd season 5
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Even wonder what Skullshatterer looks like under his mask? He never takes it off
I mean he has a sister so like
I assume they look similar, just look at Misha and think "what if this person had a younger brother" and you'd probably get pretty close
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#hyunjin#hwang hyunjin#stray kids#i actually do not care what he does with his hair#because he always brings so much to his performance in other ways#there's a lot he's saying here with just his eyes#idk what#but its something#maxsixgif#maxident era
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Not sure what to call it. But I think I'm having like.. a midlife crisis over my style of writing? It's not the same as my past downers where I wonder what the point is and if I'm good enough and what not. Just a feeling that I haven't really been improving lately and need to sorta.. try writing things a bit differently?
Not even sure if I'm making sense with this, but it's where my thoughts are right now and I don't even know where to start or how to begin on changing things up.
hmmm-
#kili talks#writing issues#i just feel like my desriptions have gotten more rambly and less.. succint?#but at the same time i feel like i'm focusing too much on the inward thoughts of characters now and getting lost in that?#honestly i'm not even sure if i'm explaining the feeling right here or not#but its something
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