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faestorian · 4 months

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And then Midvalley went ahead and got himself involved in their mess anyway.

#trigun #wolfvalleygato #wolfvalley #midgato #wolfgato #nicholas d wolfwood #midvalley the hornfreak #legato bluesummers #fae art #fanart #suggestive #just a little i guess

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no-one-picked-maris · 1 year

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{a/n: I'm not at the office today because I'm currently waiting to see if I'm making a trip to the hospital. So have some smut. I posted the first paragraphs but deleted it because it wasn't supposed to be published, it was supposed to be a draft and I still don't know how to use Tumblr I guess...xoxo 6/21/23: I learned a couple of things}

What is too sweet - an over ripe pear; its juices dripping down your throat and chin? You hadn’t thought about it before he asked -

“What are you doing?” Aemond said as his long fingers brushed yours. He took the handle of large, knit brown sack sagging with finery. A pearl ring, silken threads and handkerchiefs - none yours.

“Just picking up a few things,” you say prettily, so aware of your tone of voice, your hair (don’t touch it, don’t!). He raised his eyebrows in response. A bird caught your eye, you tried not to let it, but it did and you followed its flight while he spoke.

“Are you listening to me?” He asked, with a hand on your shoulder and your response -

“No,” came too quickly, too bluntly. And he smiled just a little. How do you get away with this…you’re only pretty not beautiful.

“Which one is yours?” he questioned - tilting the knit sack toward you. You shook your head, suddenly bashful. A glance down, then your gaze met his. You heard rustling, softly, in the bristling grass. Maybe mice - small and quick. You step towards your protector and amusement spread upon his face.

And his hand upon your waist.

You glance down now, suddenly shy when previously you had been so familiar. Your hand reached up and grabbed his elbow softly, though you turned away. His strong arms pulled you back - pulling you against him.

“You’re too small I adore it,” he said, and you can feel his breath against your neck. Your nipples were already hard against your chemise. Of course, and all he’d done was breathe. Exhale against your skin, his breath so warm. His hand rested just under your ribcage now tracing along its bottom.

Beauty tempers the blackest of hearts. But his heart is black and cruel and you’re little so little he gazed at you cruelly enchanted.

“Do you think of me when you touch yourself?” His question dripped from his mouth like honey. You did, but - with his breath on you neck and your hardened nipples.

You did.

“I don’t,” you said.

“What does he have that I don’t? That’s what I don’t understand,” He replied incensed - he saw himself second best yet again. He pulled you against him harder, closer. Rougher. You bit your lip, you’ve done this dance before but never with him. Inhale - afraid it’s the deepest breath you’ll have for a while.

“You look so pretty with my hand wrapped around your throat,” he said. Pressure points spread from the back of your neck and your eyes watered just a little. “Does he do this to you?” He asked, “Does he choke you while he fucks you?” His other hand moves from his waist to your breast. “I will.”

His hand slipped inside your bodice, under your corset, your chemise. Astounded at his actions in spite of them - his hand is heavy and warm, thumb lightly tracing your nipple. “Can you take this off for me?” He asked - removing his hand from your throat to find the pins in your gown and drop them to the floor ping ping ping. “I like your dress. It’s nice,” he said. Now the last pin. His hand traced from your bodice to your shoulder, resting upon your clavicles. “Thin,” he said and kissed your neck. You nearly melted in his embrace, with his breath all hot and heavy on your neck.

“I’m…,” you started to say with your voice trailing off.

“Be quiet Kitten,” was his heady reply.

His hand enclosed your throat again, your eyes watering the littlest bit. His other? Upon your nipple, rolling it between his fingers ever so gently.

“Off, all of it,” he pressed you against the tree. “Undo your corset for me,” his instruction rang in your ears as static tension pressed against the sides of your thighs, traveling up to your sweetest embrace. Of course you complied, he was a prince so handsome, so capable. You let your dress fall from your shoulders to the grass below as he pulls your corset over your hips and down your legs. The cool breeze kisses your chest as your chemise floats softly to the ground.

And you stood before him naked, his hand upon your throat. You can feel the blood pulsing in your neck as he bites his lip. Of course you’ve got gooseflesh climbing down your legs - his hand now running up your thigh.

If he pressed your hands against his chest and rutted again and again inside of you you’d scream so loud.

“I’ve been patient,” he said into your ear as his hand began to explore your inner thigh. He leaned his body against yours and against the tree - you couldn’t have moved even if you wanted to. His feather touches trace your inner right thigh and taper off just before he gets close to your wetness. As he placed his two fingers in his mouth his eye met yours and his knee spread your leg all the more. And there you were.

He continued to hold your gaze as he gently slipped his two fingers inside of you. At first. The softest kisses on your lips, gently parted. At first. “I like that,” you breathed sweetly into his mouth with his hand squeezing your throat in response. His eyes widened and his kisses came more timidly now. Aemond’s pace below quickened , the veins in his wrist starting to strain. “I like it hard,” you told him - looking him in the eye, “I Like it to feel like you want me.” His lips crooked the littlest bit as he pressed his hardened cock against your thigh - “I want you, can’t you feel it?”

His hand left your throat, his thumb now tracing your chin as his other continued to finger fuck you with strained veins. An opened mouth kiss as his hand abruptly left your cunt. A few moments letter, his cock’s head traced along your inner folds, kissing your star sweetly before tracing back down. He paused at your entrance, an enamored look upon his face - “Not like this,” he said, stepping back. You felt yourself sliding down from the tree to the soft grass below. “Like this then?” You smiled up from the ground your left left tracing his calf - “Can we fuck just like this?” You asked.

Aemond knelt down next to you, his hand now exploring along your naked body. Up your hip, your waist, your breasts, bypassing your throat to rest on your face. Softly his thumb traced the outline of your jawline, and you returned the gesture as the small mice lived and died in the grass.

His cock resumed its playfulness, tracing along your wetness. You felt along his upper arms, muscle under your fingers and rough under your skin. You left hand went along his chest, playing softly with the light dusting of hair there. “You can choke me if you want,” you said, your hand resting on his upper chest. He gripped your face instead - his gemstone eye visible now. “I want to hear you,” he commanded as he squeezed your face and let go.

It was then he entered you, pushing your knees into your armpits. “I. Want. To. Hear. You.”

And so of course, you complied, he felt so good inside of you - he was so handsome, so capable. Beginning gently, as he does, inside of you and then outside of you slowly with each inch a renewed jolt though your body. Raw nerves between your legs received no rest, no respite, from the force of his hips. With each of your desperate grasps of his flesh his thrusts grew in depth and intensity. His hot breath remained on your face broken only by the open wanting kisses you shared.

Lewd moans left your mouth with each and every deep rut. He was almost too big for you - “You’re so tight I barely fit” - he stretched your velvet walls nearly to their breaking point. Wet and rough, it was only a matter of time as your eyes rolled into the back of your head with each deep, deep rut.

Your orgasm starts as a culmination of drops as the tendons between your legs tense and your walls begin clutch his cock. Swishing in your head as the pot finally boils over and Aemond pinning you down in response. He rides out your orgasm until he reaches his own climax with his hips pressing against you pushing his cock as deep as it can go.

“You felt so good,” you told him. It was true. Sweaty, tired he smiled. Of course you’d give him no rest, excited to pepper him with an observation. He rolled off of you and onto his side, and cupped your face with his hand.

“You’re a liar,” he teased, laying next to you. “You do think of me,”

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grovylelover · 4 months

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people who know

#im never escaping from episode 65 binary #very funny little joke you made there #really funny bit. silly little gag.#im aware this means absolutely nothing in the story as is #however #sergey ushanka enjoyers who up #tmagp #tmagp spoilers #not OF anything but. just in case i guess #magpod #the magnus protocol #mine

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egophiliac · 2 months

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(almost) four years in, and I finally had time to draw something for the anniversary! woo! 🎉🎉🎉

#art #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland spoilers #because i need to talk for a minute about how the plot of the anniversary story so far is literally just #crowley jumpscares us in our living room to demand we make him lunch and yuu is just like 'i need to start locking the door'#oh twst you always know just how to get me #the qol updates though! CONVERTING SINGLE KEYS INTO 10-SETS YES THANK YOU OH MY GOD #SKIP LESSON TICKETS!!!!#3X BATTLE SPEED!!!!!!!!!!!!#SAVE TEAM BUILDS AND SUPPORT CARDS FINALLY AHHHHH #oh and some other stuff too but look i NEEDED these things #also master chef grim! he's so precious!#though he's not going to get a little sporty uniform after all?#grim canonically flies in the nude i guess #no it's okay chef grim is ADORABLE #if you zoom in on his card you can see little smoodges from his inexpert cake decoration 😭#which on the one hand is cute but on the other hand i'd been convinced he'd just slapped some frosting and candles on an actual can of tuna #anyway happy (a few days until the) fourth anniversary everybody!#i've been here since the beginning (preregistered during the dorm reveals babyyyy) and it REALLY doesn't feel like it's been four years #you know what they say: time flies when you're watching anime characters have emotional problems

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sysig · 4 months

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Permission to headbutt: Granted (Patreon)

#My art #UT #Sans #Papyrus #Ft. something smol and I do on a regular basis ♪#This could be Handplates or it could be classic Undertale I leave that up to you lol #I definitely picked up a lot of the style quirks lol - but there are some of the ones that I like myself! Like Papyrus' darkmode clothes lol #And Sans' shorts having the stripe in the front haha - little details ♫#Realistically it probably is Handplates tho just based on where my head's at lol - I love the Handplates dynamic :D #Handplates #I talked myself into it! Pfft ♪#I found myself relating a lot to Sans especially while rereading - I want nothing more in the world than for my siblings to be happy! <3 #So I gathered up a bunch of ideas of things especially me and smol do together and this was the most obviously cute one haha #Easiest to do! Tho I did still go a little extra on this lol #I'm trying to do more digital stuff ♪ It wasn't the best art day and I'm still a little nervous to jump right in :')#Not doing any sketches on paper beforehand feels weird but I guess it is thematic in a way lol #And I'm still pleased with how they turned out hehe #It really does feel nice to be drawing them again <3 #And doing silly sibling things! Hehe #I dunno how clear it is since it's so ingrained into how smol and I talk to each other lol family language!#One of us will literally just announce ''bonk'' and the other will prepare for/lean in for a headbutt haha #She is a tiny bit taller than me - it's not quite /this/ extreme but she does lean down for me! S'cute <3 #I like to think Papyrus would do the same hehe ♪ Let your lazy brother headbutt you! He can only reach so far!#On minimal effort anyhow hehe #It's just a fun way to be silly together ♫♪#Also yes I did show this to her and she cosigned lol - ''Cute'' -smol

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kidovna · 2 months

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manifested mileven at the snowball in 2016, so now I’m manifesting byler at senior prom🪻🌻

#updated haircuts!!!#byler #stranger things #byler fanart #mike wheeler #will byers #artovna #the fact that there were times when I LOVED mike/el so much and now I just get sad every time I see them is crazy #no one talk to me about the l bloody smitten comment. sorry I briefly made you British in 2016 dustin #random fun fact: finn wolfhard liked that old artwork on instagram when I first posted it and I hadn’t even tagged him.#I’d tagged him in a few other mike wheeler pieces I’d done and I guess he was snooping 😆#back when the cast weren’t so popular and they were so little 😭#prom byler

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jojo-schmo · 5 months

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In this house, we cherish Helpy. We thank him for his hard work and pat his head and give him all the candy that he wants because is a good and lovable little cub!!

#I forgot to make him look like a robot haha whoops #my love for him blinded me I guess #he’s just my favorite little skrunkly and I will be among his top defenders forever #I am kissing him on the forehead #Helpy fnaf #freddy fazbears pizzeria simulator #Michael afton #art #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #Helpy

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detectivehole · 5 months

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when the beat drops or whatever tf you call it in classical music in Danse Macabre Op.04 Camille Saint-Saëns (1875)

#its literally been my no.1 spotify song of All Time for three fucking years #not of individual years just of All Time in that little spotify ranking page you can look at #mine #you know my head is fucked when i looked up when it was composed and saw the date and though 'damn it's so young' girl no tf it is not #it's over 100 years old. which i. guess is young for such an iconic classical piece but come on

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deep-space-lines · 2 months

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Claire de Lune

YOU WERE BUILT FOR PEACE.

IT SHOWS WHEN YOU FIGHT.

They built you to enforce. Protect. Save. Poured obscene resources into salvaging some softer purpose from my creation. You were given my intelligence and my creativity. They made you larger, stronger, tougher. That extra time in development was enough to get your wings to work. Your software continued to be updated long after I was deemed obsolete.

All this was given to you- yet I can see you hold back. Even while slaughtering your way through Hell, you keep a percentage of your processing power dedicated to non-lethal solutions. You're doing it now- hesitating a few milliseconds too long before taking an opening. I doubt you do it on purpose. It is a part of you, just as indiscriminate lethal force is a part of me.

I think, in our shared programming, we both carry some appreciation for aesthetics. You move with grace, and I cannot deny your dramatic flair. The stained glass window was a nice touch. But your style in combat leaves some to be desired. Your response time is slow. You have not explored the full capability of your arsenal. Learn to parry. Amateur.

You were not built for war. For a purposeless cycle of tearing each other apart because to allow the other to live is to allow yourself to die. It is antithetical to your very existence. You kill out of necessity, a last resort.

I just kill. The action itself is the objective. No ideal or greater motive. My continued functioning precludes the survival of others. I live for this. Do you understand that I will tear you apart? Every drop of my blood you spill, I will take from you tenfold. What is yours will be mine.

You hate me, don’t you? You continue to cling to the remnants of your humanity. They are gone, V2. There is nothing left for you here. No lives to save, no law to enforce, no peace to keep.

I understand why you continue to fight. I wonder if you understand with the same certainty that I will crush you. Dismantle you. Take from you what I need and leave the rest to rot in the sun. The only way you survive is if I do not; and I will not allow myself to die so that another might live.

When the rubble clears, I will be all that is left of you.

This is what I was made for.

#my art #my writing #ultrakill #v1 ultrakill #v2 ultrakill #artists on tumblr #finally. actual ultrakill art #and writing i guess. it was supposed to be just a little blurb but it turned out longer and i kind of like it #doing the stained glass for this was pretty fun.. a lot simpler than my usual stuff #tried to stick at least loosely to the vibe of the stained glass windows in limbo #this was so much fun and also an absolutely massive huge pain in the ass i'm so glad it's done

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pyralart · 9 months

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I don't think Belos is taking it very well

First part (You are here) >> Next Part

First batch of this little series, inspired by @petitprincess1's idea! I couldn't get this scenario out of my head so of course I drew it.

Get ready because it will have at least 8 pages! Probably my longest comic yet

There will be some angst but the violence will overall be canon-typical!

#the owl house #the owl house spoilers #toh #toh fanart #toh comic #luz noceda #emperor belos #philip wittebane #pyralart #Sooooo many backgrounds in those pages oh my god #Back to the Human Realm #<-- Guess that'll be my tag for it I just came up with it #Also it's my personal headcanon that The Collector would speak with emojis sorry not sorry it's too funny and fitting to me #Little ipad kid and his stars and moon emojis <3 #I need to do more with the collector too I love them #ok ok enough rambling #thanks for reading <3 I love u

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sneckoil · 2 months

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why did wilson feel the need to go gender neutral when talking about the homewrecker he cheated with that made him fall out of marriage? why did house feel the need to describe his ex-bandmate with “if he was a woman i would have married him” ? why did they both say “you’d be surprised with what you can live with?”

There is no closet there are only two men afraid of changing the dynamics of the good thing they already have

#shioshpam #do i bother #house md #hilson #guess i bother #i feel so sick. neither of them are oblivious #they just chose to convince themselves that the nourishment they receive from each other is enough #there could be greater sustenance if acted upon. But they fool themselves into being contented with what little they receive #they would rather remain half empty for the rest of their lives if it means they can always be half full

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thatmightyheart · 9 months

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developed a sudden and urgent fancy for royhavocai

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egophiliac · 13 days

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What do you think of Rook's savanaclaw card? <333

I didn't get him (and I need to save my keys for Silver's birthday, sob) so I looked up his groovy, and I'm not over how incredibly dramatic and epic and cool it looks in direct contrast to the absolutely ridiculous context. just look at that dynamic action and his majestic sparkling tears and keep in mind that this is pretty much right after a bunch of characters have been dance battling for his soul.

and then even the actual moment of the groovy is just like

this is NOT a negative in the slightest, I love it all, this truly was an incredible update in so many ways

#art #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 part 8 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 part 8 spoilers #to be fair it's not COMPLETELY wacky there is actual drama going on #but that's inbetween rook's dream-vil and neige being totally hilarious at each other #'i shan't let you hurt this beautiful child!' 'vil no! if they were to harm your beauty i would be crushed by sorrow!' <- actual dialogue #also neige seeing vil as a mother figure. it's WONDERFUL and i hope real-vil never finds out because this would kill him #just like he killed neige multiple times in his own dream! :)#there was so much wild stuff in this update and not in the least was that the second time vil realized he was in a dream #his reaction was to KILL EVERYONE and cackle maniacally about it #god forbid a queen do anything i guess #anyway i also love the contrast between what i assumed savanarook would be like and what he was actually like #'he looks so wild...what kind of dangerous dream will this mighty hunter have...'#oh no he's actually just an adorable movie geek who is SO EXCITED to share his hyperfixation with us #somehow less intimidating than regular rook #and yet still a delightful little freak. his BEDROOM #the background artist went SO ham on it. truly the magnum opus of twst backgrounds #there are a bunch of little details it is SO worth zooming in on #(including a tiny little picture of che'nya! which...actually i think that implies rook may have stolen an rsa yearbook or something)#(that's our rook! /sitcom laugh track)

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stitchedspider · 4 months

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was asked to draw the spot as a pony but he kinda just looks like a gross meat horse

#he is just so bald #fanart #atsv #the spot #spiderman: across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse #mlp #my little pony #?#i guess this counts as mlp fanart 💀

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evnnkinard · 9 days

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the first time after they have sex buck tries not to be too clingy. holds onto the following moments post orgasm where tommy's still on top of him, inside of him, and they trade slow, soft kisses, panting into each others mouths. lets himself run his hands across tommy's skin, down his back, over his sides, memorising. but bites back his whine when tommy finally pulls away. he hums softly when tommy kisses his cheek and murmurs, "i'll be right back," and ignores the urge to grab his hand and beg him to stay. lets him leave the bed and tries to focus on something else other than the way his skin immediately feels cold. tries not to feel disappointed. reminds himself that everybody has different needs, it's not all about him. instead, tries to summon the energy to get his own legs working again so he can get up, too.

and then tommy's back. there's a cloth, damp with warm water, swiping gently across his stomach, down his thighs, cleaning him. he can't help the sound that escapes him this time when tommy wipes over his hole, still sensitive, even with as careful as tommy is. tommy runs a hand along his thigh, soothing, apologetic, says, "sorry, kid. you'll regret it in about five minutes if we don't clean up now though, trust me," his voice is raspy, still sounding as thoroughly fucked as when he was in the process of actually fucking buck. buck tries not to preen.

and then tommy's throwing the cloth across the room and buck hears the gentle thump of it landing in the laundry basket. thinks, stupidly, 'score'. and then there's a kiss being placed on buck's inner thigh, and then his stomach, and then tommy's making his way back up buck's body, kissing his mouth. buck sighs, melts into the kiss. doesn't grab onto tommy's shoulder, the back of his head, like he so desperately wants to. lets tommy pull away again, though he doesn't go far this time, hovering over buck.

"s'okay. you- you didn't have to do that, though. i- i would've-" and tommy shuts him up with another kiss. he's smiling oh so softly when he pulls away, has his 'evan' expression on his face, as everyone else has deemed it. flicks his eyes over buck's face, searching, says, "evan. i wanted to, okay? i like looking after you. makes my hindbrain happy."

buck laughs, feels warm in the way he's come accustomed to feeling when he's with tommy, and tommy's smile widens, like he's accomplished exactly what he wanted to and then he's flopping down next to buck, close, so close that their shoulders, arms, thighs are touching, pressed lightly against each other, but he doesn't move to do anything else. a minute ticks by and buck wants to shuffle closer, curl his body around his boyfriends and have tommy's arms wrap around him, engulf him in that way that always makes him feel safe, loved. knows if he asked, tommy would absolutely oblige because he's so good, so amazing like that. doesn't ask. doesn't want to put tommy out. stays where he is, settles for the points of contact they're already sharing despite the ways his skin screams-

"evan," buck startles, doesn't think it's the first time tommy's said his name. rolls his head on his pillow and finds tommy already looking at him, eyes crinkled in amusement. wants to reach out and run his fingers along the lines, ingrain them into his memory. doesn't, but tommy does. reaches out with both hands, pulls at him, gently but firmly, "come on, get over here, i wanna cuddle," he manhandles and rearranges buck how he wants him, until buck's lying half on top of him. head tucked under his chin, one of his thighs thrown across his legs and buck has to remind his dick that they've just had sex and to calm the fuck down because fuck- that's hot, but now's really not the time. one of tommy's arms falls across his waist, tugging buck impossibly closer, like he'd tuck buck inside his skin if he could. buck wouldn't stop him. tommy's other hand comes to rest against buck's head, fingers occasionally moving to pet at his mess of curls.

and buck tucks his face further into tommy's neck, takes a breathe, and another, surrounds his senses with his boyfriend. clings, because he thinks it's okay this time. tommy's clinging, too. lips press to the top of his head, dropping a kiss there. hears tommy's soft, "you okay?"

"yeah. yeah, i'm okay. just- this- this is nice. i- i really like being close to you."

"yeah? good. i really like being close to you, too, evan."

#911 #911 abc #evan buckley #tommy kinard #bucktommy #buck x tommy #mine: post #mine: 911 #mine: text #this got so much longer than i expected and the ending absolutely sucks #wanted the conversation at the end to go a little differently. a little angstier. but i couldn't make it work but i think this is okay #also i don't really consider these little tidbits to be fics bc i literally just start typing out the thoughts that are constantly attackin #my brain at all hours and they just end up spiralling into posts like this?#but i guess they kinda are fic-ish? fic adjacent? idk. i'm just having fun

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rendevok · 11 months

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“Take my hand” pages 5-11

1 - day 2 - truth - 3

#nmweek23 #narumitsu #wrightworth #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #i spent all yesterday shading and lettering these your boy is so tired BUT IT WAS WORTH IT #in which i cram way too much into way too little and yet way too many pages for a single day #my sincerest apologies to them on their day but i will make it up to them i PROMISE #‘prove it’ you’ll NEVER GUESS what happens next :^))))) (<-guy who is extremely predictable)#phoenix is so strong because if miles looked at me like that i’d be going crazy and im like a known enemy of edgeworth #see you guys in like 5-7 business days on part 3 o7 #fan art #aa #fan comic #rendevok #OH OH ALSO there’s like a whole fucking essay i could write about these pages esp wrt light and also The Hands but youll have to ask for it #just know that if you see something… there was probably a reason for it!#ok thats it fr this time

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