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togrowoldinv · 1 month
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YELENA IS BACK
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carlando · 2 years
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I just have one thing to say
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FHKSJDKSJ I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN 🤧
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Clover and Flo sibling moment real
@s0ckh3adstudios drew some wonderful art of my older Clover design with their Integrity OC and I simply had to contribute! Their sibling dynamic is everything to me.
Some bonus doodles from practicing drawing Flo and thinking about their hilarious dynamic.
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pearlcaddy · 1 year
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lockwood & co appreciation week 💀 favorite minor character
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notmoreflippingelves · 3 months
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Robbing the Royal Treasury
↳ Esteban in "King of the Carnaval" vs. Elena in "Royal Treasury Escape Room" (Scepter Training with Zuzo)
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c-herondale · 1 year
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I have about one million thoughts about the Lockwood and Co series (most of them are just excited screaming) but hearing Lucy Carlyle say fuck just healed my soul and cleared my skin
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sixpennydame · 9 months
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hello Sailor my love! for the smutty challenge, how about a levi prompt with #12? 😉
Flo, my love! I got a little carried away with this one, haha. Hope you enjoy.
Posing in Bondage
Artist!Levi x Fem!Muse
12. Keep your eyes on me
C/W: bondage, sub/dom dynamics, nsfw, minors do not interact!
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The first time Levi met you he knew right then he had to draw you.
A woman of wealth and status but seeming anything but, you were free and outspoken. Your hair was wild and eyes even wilder, as if this physical world wasn’t enough to tame you. You’re whole essence was a dare, and he had to capture that on canvas.
He half expected you to turn down his offer; he was a penniless artist just starting out, and you seemed to know every important intellectual, artist, and actor personally. So when you showed up at his small studio one stormy afternoon, he almost didn’t know what to do.
But then he saw the storm outside reflected in your defiant eyes, and inspiration struck.
“I’d like to tie you up,” he says, searching for some rope in a corner. “And take your clothes off.”
Your eyebrow raises in interest, then a smile forms and you begin to unbutton your blouse. Lace and silk fall to the ground as you shed the layers of your clothing. 
Levi wastes no time throwing the rope over the exposed ceiling rafters. You stand before him; even in your nakedness there's not a hint of shame or modesty in your composure.
Levi guides you to get on your knees and to raise your arms above your head before tying the rope around your wrists, pulling the rope taut and tying the end to a piece of furniture. "Is that ok? I don't want to hurt you."
"I won't break," you answer, your breath hitching as Levi pulls on the rope.
He moves to his easel and begins to sketch. His eyes move over your body: the rope just tight enough to make the muscles of your arms and shoulders stretch. There are no straight lines on you, only curved line upon curved line, and the softness of your body underlies the fire in your eyes.
Levi feels a heat growing inside him as he continues to move his pencil across the paper. One, because he just can't seem to replicate the passion that emanates from you; and two, because with each passing minute, he wants you more and more.
"I did my homework on you, Levi Ackerman," you finally say, after a long silence. "You typically do controversial works, but haven't used models in the past." She shifts her torso and the ropes creaks. "So why did you ask me?"
Levi looks up from his canvas. "I don't know. I guess there's just something about you."
"Something about me that would make you want me to strip naked and be tied up? I hope this is more than just some cheap erotic piece." You were challenging him.
Now the heat inside him was mixing with frustration. "You seemed perfectly fine taking your clothes off when I asked you to. You do that often when asked?"
"Yes, when the mood hits me," you reply plainly. "I've been drawn by many artists, in many different...positions."
You open your legs slightly, displaying yourself to him. "But none of them have looked at me like you're looking at me right now."
As if put under a spell, Levi puts down his pencil and walks toward you. He falls to his knees, but when you lean forward to kiss him, he moves his head back.
"We shouldn't..." he says weakly. You're from a different world, a world where he will only ever be a spectator. To desire you is wrong and dangerous. But he knows - he's already lost to you.
"According to who? WE make the rules."
Hearing that, it’s Levi who makes the next move. His hand wraps behind your neck and he pulls you in to kiss you. The rope tugs at your wrists and you breath in sharply, but he continues to pull you in closer. Although he knows you’re offering yourself to him, the fact that the ropes keep you powerless makes his cock hard.
He grabs at your breasts while he kisses you passionately. Lust builds inside him as his hand finally moves down to your clit, your sex already wet and dripping down your thighs.
You smile between kisses and your moans are the answer to any other doubts Levi might have had in his mind. He circles your clit, which receives an instant response, as your body begins to move, begging for more. He replies by sliding a finger inside you.
Even now, your eyes are defiant, as if he is beneath you. When your eyes close, he's sure you're thinking about someone else, of being somewhere else. And he can't have that.
"No no, keep your eyes on me," he commands as his finger moves lithely, in and out of you, "I want you to watch me as I ruin you."
“Gladly,” you straddle his leg and grind against him as he rubs your clit. “But I need more than this.”
He stands up to unbuckle his pants and take off his clothes. “Is that right? Such a greedy girl.” The rope slacks as Levi pulls it down from the rafters. “I’ll give you what you want.”
He lays you down on your back, his hands suddenly gentle as he caresses your body. He pushes your knees to your chest, then takes the remaining rope, tying your right elbow to your knee and your wrist to your ankle, and repeating on the other side. You’re spread out before him, your breasts and pussy on full display and completely bound, but your eyes are still so wild and untamed; he dives between your legs and licks the folds of your pussy, switching between long strokes and short flicks. You moan for more, more, more - you’re insatiable and he’s never felt so turned on in his life.
He grabs his rock hard cock and runs it over your clit.
“Levi…I want you inside me…to fuck me..” you coo.
“Oh? You want this cock?” he’s glistening with your juices as he teases you, just sticking in the head, “tell me how badly you want it.”
“I want…I need you to fill me up..please…”
He thrusts inside you and both of you moan. You’re tight at first, but your walls quickly stretch to his girth. He knows that he’s in complete control as he slowly moves in and out.
Your arms and legs pull against the bondages, wanting to touch him, to pull him close, but all you can do is take his cock, again and again. Curses spew from your mouth. “Fuck - fuck me harder,” you beg, to which Levi obliges, snapping his hips against you.
You come around his cock and Levi feels your insides spasm, but he’s relentless. He’s desperate to tame you - to bend you to his will.
He pinches your perked nipples as his thrusts get harder, deeper. You’re begging him to slow down, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.
Your second climax and the moans coming from your mouth push him over the edge. He pulls out to have his cum spill onto your stomach.
He looks down at you and deep into your eyes, blissed out and pupils dilated. You fall into his arms when he unties you.
You may have been the one in ropes but Levi is the one who’s ensnared by you. And when you come back to his studio the following week, eyes full of yearning, you’ll do it all again.
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buckleyx · 1 year
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What pet names do you think Buck would use on his gf?
ooohhhhh very very good question anon!!!
I think buck would go with very basic names at first, like baby or babe, i think these would be his most used pet names for you.
But when he's at home and comfortable, or in a very familiar place like the firehouse or around his friends, he would also call you honey, gorgeous, angel.
He would say things like: "Thank you, angel." Followed with a wink and a wide smile orrrr "Hello gorgeous!" As he kisses your cheek or hugs you from behind.
This man will compliment you ALOT, his love language is 100% physical touch and words of affirmation. Buck will also always remind you how proud he is of you. He lovessss to listen to your stories and just the sound of your voice. He also isn't afraid to show you off because he honestly still can't believe how the hell he ever made a chance with someone as gorgeous as you.
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loola-a · 7 months
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@fe-oc-week day 4 - tragedy !
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Around two years after their exiling, Florence developed an illness that took the life of her mother and left her bedridden for many years. This formed a rift between Flo and her father that would never heal, due to her blaming him for their situation in the first place. Because of her fathers greed and ego, they were forced into hiding and unable to get her and her mother the treatment they needed.
As odd as it is for someone as unapologetic as Florence, she does carry a lot of guilt for her fathers actions. It's only during her supports with Edelgard that she accepts that her father's wrongdoings aren't also hers by default.
i imagine the specific illness to be something similar to dermatomyositis? which is a hereditary disease common in women + children that makes your immune system attack healthy tissue. but it's ye olde days so they dont know this LOL
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leupagus · 1 year
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One of the many, many things I loved about "Big Week" was this: the first person Ted asks out on a date is Sassy. There's been a whole lot of drivel from fandom about how Sassy is awful for sleeping with Ted even at times when he's feeling sad, as if it's manipulative or unethical — which is such a goddamn 9th-grader view of how sex among actual adults work — but this episode shows very clearly that Ted is an eager, not to say instigating, participant in their sex-nanigans.
And thanks in part to Sassy, Ted's finally, FINALLY starting to think about dating. In the second season, he makes a comment about "wouldn't it be great if I found my soulmate on Bantr?" but as far as canon has shown, he never even made an account. But I think Michelle having a boyfriend has prompted Ted to look around in earnest. Not, I think, out of a "I'll show her" mentality (a trap that far too many divorced men fall into), but because he's actually thinking about what he wants the rest of his life to look like, now that Michelle will not be sharing it.
I don't think Ted is necessarily thinking about sharing a life with Sassy, either. We know Ted is a romantic, and he likely wouldn't ask anyone out just for shits and giggles; but he's also been friends with serial dater Beard for decades, and has been around soccer and football players to boot. He understands the concept of casual dating, and it's very possible that he would've been fine with casually dating Sassy.
But he's also ready to go further with her if that's what ends up happening; he likes her enormously, finds her funny, appreciates her for who she is. And she likes him too! So I don't think it can be ignored that, when Ted first starts thinking "who would be a good match for me," he thinks of Sassy.
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togrowoldinv · 4 months
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When everyone looked so good… 🤩
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womenloversunion · 3 months
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today (feb 2nd) is a very special day for flo and I, so I just wanted to take this moment to say:
I love my wife, more than anything in the world!
flo, i cant wait to live the rest of my life with you
we're both gonna be such disasters at the wedding
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solticeenery · 26 days
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"Lockwood!" Lucy screams when a big grey, black and white ball of fur rolls down the stairs, kind of squeaks and rushes between her feet somewhere under the couch.
"What's wrong, Luce?" Anthony asks leaving his sister's room and closing the door behind him.
"What. Is. This?" she hisses pointing in direction of living room.
"What exactly?" Lockwood smiles cautiously not knowing what to expect. They are officially dating for a year now, but he's still confused and a bit scared, when Lucy is so angry. He slowly approaches her, keeping the distance between them. Just in case Lucy decides to throw something like she sometimes does when she's pissed. And she definitely looks like that right now. "If you... Specify the problem, we can come up with some kind of solution."
Lucy sighs heavily, trying to calm down, and reminds herself, that Lockwood isn't always the one and only reason of every single disaster happening here. George can be responsible for it not less than Anthony himself. Sometimes it's just Kipps with his concerning but harmless sense of humour. Maybe there's apocalypse coming, because Holly suddenly decided to make fun of them. There are variations of what exactly happened. That's why Lucy takes a deep breath and starts again.
"Anthony, my dear, why is there a raccoon in our house?" she definitely doesn't have any strength left to control the way she addresses Lockwood, when everyone is in the kitchen and can hear every single word. Excluding Holly, she's probably in the office sorting some papers.
"A what..?" Lockwood is obviously startled. "Luce, I'm not sure if I heard you loud and clear, could you please repeat?"
"Sure!" nervous laughter escapes her lungs. "There is a raccoon in our house and I'd like to know, why is it there. To be more specific, under the couch in living room."
"Nope, I heard everything right on first try, a raccoon, ha-ha, okay, whatever, w h a t. T h e. F u c k ?! I beg your pardon but I don't have other words right now?"
"Don't worry, hon, me too" Lucy smiles, relieved, that Lockwood has nothing to do with this incident, and comes to him just to snug in his arms for a second as an apology for shouting at the most precious person in her entire life. He holds her gently, buries his face against her neck and takes a slow deep breath, presumably processing the existence of raccoon on Portland Row 35. Not an easy type of acceptance, but they don't have a choice. First and foremost because Lucy can already guess, whose brilliant idea it was. Flo (please burn in hell) Bones.
No, she does like Flo when she is helpful, but otherwise Lucy prefers to avoid her as much as possible. Mostly because she doesn't like relic-men whoever they are and however useful they can be. She already learned that it's easier when relic-girl stays out of her sight and doesn't bother her with some stupid jokes and meaningful gazes. Lucy has had enough. The Skull overdid all possible norms in first months of her and Lockwood dating.
"So... Who are we interrogating now? George? Quill? Holly?" Lucy tilts her head and rests it on Lockwood's shoulder, admiring their perfect height difference.
"Uh... Whatever you wanna ask, I don't know anything?" sound of Holly's voice makes her shiver a bit and turn around. And see that their assistant just came to work. "Sorry, I know, I'm late, I..."
"It's alright, Holly," Lockwood says softly and calmingly squeezes Lucy's shoulder. "Just don't enter the living room until I allow it, okay?"
"Okay?" Holly is obviously confused and looks at the room uncertainly. "May I ask why?"
"There is a raccoon under the couch," Lucy answers and an expression of pure shock and disbelief on Holly's face is just adorable and worth every inch of this ball of fur.
"A what now? Raccoon?! How?!!"
"If only we knew. But I have an idea," Lockwood giggles and raises his voice. "George! Could you please come for a second."
The chatter in the kitchen suddenly stops and not long after George appears in the hallway with a mug of tea. Lucy can spot Kipps behind him, sipping his morning coffee and definitely eavesdropping.
"Morning," George yawns. "What has already happened?"
"A raccoon happened!" Holly answers instead of Lockwood. "Who left the backdoor opened? You? Or Quill?" Kipps freezes. They all once saw, how angry Holly can be and how dangerous for everyone else it is. Enough to say, that noone wanted to be the target of Holly's anger. It was scarier than all types of ghosts together in one room.
George blinks couple times. Looks at the couch. Frowns, when he hears some suspicious noises underneath it. And suddenly bursts into laughter.
"Oh, you mean Charcoal!" the noises stop, and a small black nose shows up between two blankets, sniffing. "Come here, boy, it's okay." The raccoon rushes into George's open arms, hides its fluffy head under his chin and silently cries. "Yeah, yeah, I know, she can be rude, don't blame her."
"I bet you won't survive the night," Quill shakes his head. "Either Holly or Lucy are gonna kill you."
"Nah, c'mon, Charcoal is too cute, who's gonna look after him, if I'm gone?"
"Flo," Kipps shrugs. "She brought this fur ball here 'till tomorrow morning, and I'm looking forward to her taking this monster away."
"So relic-girl it is," Holly sighs, rolls her eyes and goes to the kitchen to make some tea for them. And Lucy can already guess on that annoyed-angry look on Holly's face that neither Kipps nor George get their mugs refilled. Not as if it bothers them. Not as if Lucy or Lockwood want to disagree with their assistant.
"So... Are we done for now?" George asks burying his face in raccoon's fur.
"Ew, how can you do that?" Lucy grimaces. "He probably was digging in the trash lately. I wouldn't be surprised I mean, it's Flo we're talking about."
"I bathed him this morning! He's clean!"
"You know what, Lockwood," Holly says coming back to the doorway, "I'm cleaning your bathroom with bleach and vinegar today. Or better. George, you are making it, I don't want to know where this fluffy devil was and what could it bring on him."
"Agreed," Lockwood chuckles and turns to Lucy. "We have to meet the client today, don't you mind if I use your bathroom? I don't want to risk my pretty face getting peeled off after Charcoal's presence."
"Oh, sure," Lucy smiles. "I don't want you to risk it either."
She expects George to say something to it, something sarcastic and funny, but the silence is so loud and Lockwood's grin is so sly that it takes some time untill she understands what did her friends hear in these words.
"Yeah, take your time I suppose," George waves his hand. Lucy can see Kipps biting his lips in desperate attempt not to die from laughter. And Holly just sighs heavily.
"I expect both of you to get down to the front door at the noon. Maybe earlier if you manage it, but not later."
Lucy narrows her eyes ready to answer something sarcastic but Lockwood just pulls her upstairs, winking to the others. As soon as they close the door to her room, Lockwood throws his arms around her waist and gently pushes his forehead against hers.
"You can't kill them, Luce."
"Yeah, yeah, as if you would ever allow it."
"Or injure them in any way."
"Not even nudge someone?"
Lockwood frowns, thinking. "George. For the raccoon. He deserves it. But noone else."
Lucy wants to remind him, that he also doesn't like whenever their friends are joking about their relationship. But his soft warm lips meet hers, and in an instant the world stops existing. They won't be ready at the noon, of course Holly understood it.
The last thought Lucy can catch before loosing herself in Lockwood's arms is that maybe — just maybe — she should thank Flo for bringing Charcoal at their place. Because she definitely heard the most awaited words whispered against her lips.
"I think my last name suits you better."
And Lucy can deny it.
It surely does.
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diorgirl444 · 4 months
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will never forgive you all for the way you treated rachel zegler only to act like you’ve always loved her now she’s in the hunger games
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flowereclipsie · 1 year
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“no matter what happens mijo, the most important thing,”
carlos: is that TK’s by my side
TK: is that Carlos is my person
i’ll need three to four business days to recover thanks.
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gigawatt-smile · 10 months
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Seeing the new fans rip into Holly after reading the books for the first time and seeing bits of discourse about it is so??? yeah
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