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I commissioned this sweet piece from @remmicreates and I just love it so much! It’s for a fic called On The Prowl and I’m amazed at how cute this art is!
Thank you! 💜
#adrinette#On the Prowl#ML fanart#mlb fanart#mlb fanfic#Chat Noir#marinette dupain-cheng#marichat#kid fic#marichat may
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Ringing
Hello....
So good to see you big boy
@theosconfessions
On the Prowl
#ts4#black simblr#ts4 simblr#black simmer#showusyoursims#ts4 screenshots#ts4 edit#reblog#sim: mercury#on the prowl#man eater
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Who wants to wait for their man when they can just take hold of the reins instead?😤👑
Be the maneater you are, and go on the prowl in this collection of stories!🐅
Fabulously strong Attire and Special Themes await you!
#cybird#ikemen series#otome game#ikemen sengoku#otome#ikesen#collection event#cybird ikemen series#on the prowl
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▪️INTEREST CHECK: COMING SOON▪️
Is that movement in the dark?
The Interest Check for "On the Prowl—a digital, SFW, MSBY4 zine" is creeping closer! Keep your eyes peeled for our form on April 10th.
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Real talk though I'm very glad I can participate in this silly little sideblog considering the fact that I am quite literally writing a phd thesis on gothic literature. Whilst simultaneously playing with jpgs and making gay jokes on the internet. Truly this is the best possible timeline to be alive my thesis advisor couldn't have DREAMED of doing numbers on tumblr so I have to live it up. For him.
#doing this for him (the 60 year old man who doesn't know how to use social media)#doing what you ask? well. shitposting of course#anyway byeeeeeeeeeee#another admin already HAS his phd. slay behaviour#the opportunity to quote a tumblr shitpost on my thesis is low. but it's not nonexistent. be careful what you post darlings i am ALWAYS#on the prowl#you never know !#i mean you would. because i'd ask. but you never know !#mine
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New Steel Panther released Feb 24, 2023
#heavy metal#80s music#80s metal#80's music#80s#80 s music#80’s#80's hair band#steel panther#on the prowl#2023#vinylrecords#vinyloftheday#vinylcollection
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Week 2 - On the Prowl 🌘🐐
I think the minimal shading looks great here. :)
@yeehawgust
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need a stereolab cd so bad it's not even funny anymore. on the hunt
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Yeehawgust week one and two!!
Week one - warning shot
Week two - on the prowl
I'm doing these as commissions and I have week four left if anyone is interested !
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Selfship Vent
characters: idw prowl + zero
words: 1163 - hurt/comfort
author's notes: i wrote this in one go to help cope with some feelings. i've never been bold enough to write for a selfship in such a way i don't think, so this is a first. i might've made prowl a bit ooc but he's my father figure f/o so ofc i had to use him
trigger warnings: mentions of possible familial neglect/abuse from prior parent/overall angsty but it's alright at the end/really just meant as a one shot for one shot's sake
Zero sat in the back seat of Prowl's alt mode, a usual spot for her and safety held behind a seat belt if there were to be any sudden mishaps.
Zero had been quiet lately, and while Prowl was quite busy as was his job- it didn't take him long to realize Zero had come home from community college and head right to her bedroom inside the autobot base to be alone.
Prowl picked her up everyday when she went, and she usually had a whole spiel of things to talk about, even the boring stuff. Zero took the short ride as time to actually get to have quality time with Prowl.
Her true love language, the devotion to someone by wanting to be near them.
But now? She just looked out the window, not even surrounded by music per her noise cancelling headphones around her neck. She was just silent, only the sound of the wind against Prowl's frame breaking the quiet atmosphere.
Prowl never was one to talk about his emotions, but with basically adopting Zero. He sorta felt this desire to protect, probably more than before and that included covering all bases.
"Rough day, Zero?"
'Zero' being their nickname they preferred over their real name, Zoey Owens. Zero sighing and sinking into their seat with a sorta half-answer.
"I guess."
Prowl's wheel turned and shifted on it's own, quite common for a cybertronian but not so much for a vehicle meant to be operated by a human. The tinted windows helped in that regard as Prowl tried to consider if pushing would be too much on this- you only get one human that is your first and only your first.
"You seem to be having a lot of rough days lately."
He added, not quite asking but trying to somehow guide in the direction of giving Zero the signal to discuss this topic.
She shrugged, glancing at his driver seat as there wasn't exactly a face to look at while he was transformed, holding herself closer in her hoodie.
"Yeah. That happens sometimes... just sucks when you can't control it."
Prowl didn't pause much after that, cycling the conversation on a continuing path.
"Can't control it? What do you mean by that?"
She shuddered, pulling her hood up and tugging on the strings absentmindedly with black polished fingernails present in the display.
"You need to take a left here."
She drew a line in the sand there, Prowl not completely paying attention from bubbling worry as he did take his left to the base. The parking brake clicking along with the doors as Zero unbuckled to grab her backpack and step out of Prowl, turning to him as his t-cog kerclunked and he stood at his true height.
Zero didn't give him much of a look, heading towards the base. This was another display of odd behavior, she was adamant with 'love you's as one would call them.
Prowl's optics dimming a bit as he extended his servo, leaning his weight forward.
"Zero, wait."
Zero stopped immediately, not turning back but that should've been enough to know she was listening as his servo dropped and he addressed her from the short distance.
"I know you're flaky with wanting to discuss these matters, but I just wanted to bring up that I've noticed your change in behavior, even around me... Have I done something that has upset you?"
Zero shook a bit on the spot, clenching her jaw before she slowly turned to look up at him, dark eye shadow and eyeliner a bit smudged.
"No, but another father has."
Prowl's door wings perked up at that, but he could already tell that question seemed enough to Zero to spill the beans. That was the usual with her, unloading like a faucet that was turned on and impossible to turn off until it emptied it's contents.
She pulled her hood back, running her hands through her hair in some sort of soothing behavior as she looked quite distraught, looking to the side and fidgeting.
"Look Prowl, I have an issue with association. I don't mean to hurt you by my sudden shutdown- but my estranged father of now 6 years thought it would be best to reach out and 'rekindle' things."
Prowl's gaze became more still, slowly moving to sit to tell Zero he was going to stay and listen as she continued, gesturing out her hands and pacing a bit around the same spot.
"I have no idea what goes through that man's head, to suddenly come back and act like everything's fine after all he did to me!"
She shook again, clenching a fist and looking back up at Prowl as tears bloomed in her eyes.
"I have so much to say to him, but I know it won't do anything. It won't change his mind, or what he did, or make me feel better. All he did was remind me of what I was trying to forget, and that is him in his entirety."
Her face flushing red as her tears fell, mascara going along with it as she shook her head and looked at the ground, holding her hands together and squeezing.
"As far as I'm aware, I have no biological father. Yet he still tries to wriggle his way into my thoughts to endlessly torment me. Have I not suffered enough at his hands?"
She sighed, wiping feverishly at her face as she shook her head, petting through her hair again and going through small knots that had resided throughout the day.
"It's whatever, I'll get over it. But I still feel like shit, I don't need him giving me a panic attack in the middle of class through text."
Prowl had been listening, leaning into his servo and away did his gaze as he considered his next steps. His optics closing for a moment before he leaned forward, slowly to give the small human warning as he scooped Zero up to hold in both servos and give his small half-smile down at her.
"I understand, as I understand as much as I could."
Prowl wasn't exactly a sire himself, so it's not like he had sparklings to compare Zero to but he could understand the dreaded feeling of having someone once important in your life turn rotten and haunt you.
He used a fingertip digit to pat her little head as she smiled and scoffed at him, hands braced against his finger to hold it.
"Oh yeah, that's a real cryptic way to put it, Prowl."
Prowl flashed a grin, slightly bigger and holding her against his chassis.
"I guess it is, how about this?"
He leaned close, whispering to her.
"I love you, Zero. My beautiful adopted human daughter."
She stared at him, looking she might cry again but laughing up at him, leaning against his hold and embrace, quite exhausted from getting all worked up in that moment.
"I love you too, Dad."
#persona: zero#on the prowl#my writing#selfshipper#selfship community#self ship#selfship#self insert#f/o#fictional other#s/i community#platonic f/o#familial f/o#tw angst
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What stands out as the Whump Of All Time? Only you can decide!
While you're welcome to vote for your favorite, your mutual's favorite, or on vibes alone, we encourage you to check out the propaganda and links below the cut - it's a great way to discover new content.
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Bad Habits:
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"Jesus this whole fic is just one big whump, but the part I've picked takes the cake. Geoffrey McCullum, a new vampire, is being "taught" by his maker. The "lesson" is his maker is carving his name into his flesh over and over. It's deeply unsettling, Geoffrey suffers so much and there's so much goretastic blood you just want to hug and save the man."
On The Prowl:
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"Offbeat pick, maybe, but Sisabet's classic video on violence and sexuality is such an absolute masterpiece."
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Prowlers And Promises - Casey Matthews/Rosalita Sanchez
A/N: Week 2's @yeehawgust prompt. Some more @thetremorssaga for you all, Series focused this time.
“Careful, there’s something on the prowl out there…”
Casey had accepted the warning even as she settled to her work, glancing up when she hears Rosalita’s yelp. Her eyes narrowing at the sight of the local creep sneaking up on Rosalita even as she strides closer, moving to tug Rosalita behind her.
“Go get eaten you creep…”
Casey’s voice is low, rough and she pushes the man backwards even as she leads Rosalita back to where she’d been working, glancing up when Rosalita settles beside her to help.
“Thanks… he’s been a little… prowly lately himself.”
“Eh, maybe Blanco will do us a favor and eat the bastard.”
Casey shrugs, then smiles when Rosalita laughs, her focus fixed on her work even as she soaks up the other woman’s company.
#tremors: the series#yeehawgust2023#yeehawgust#rosalita sanchez#casey matthews#casey/rosalita#rosalita/casey#week 2#on the prowl
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On the Prowl
A ferocious striped beast hunts in the clear and calm sea.
Not a single soul of sea life swims around.
There is not even a single soul in the sky.
Not even an owl.
No one would dare!
The climate was pleasant for such a nightfall.
There were ten campers surrounding the campfire.
Should anything happen to anyone, would each member stand to risk all?
The moment was eerie. One by one, each…
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