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peach-pot · 1 year

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(if you don’t mind reblogging this post, that would be groovy ^_^)

#first and last time I ask people to reblog a post on the post lol #hannah talks sometimes #this will be my ‘general tumblr population poll’#and then I can compare it to my blog one #it’ll still definitely be like. my side of tumblr because it’s starting on my blog but. eh you get it #asexual #aromantic #polls #aspec #arospec #acespec #asexuality #aromanticism #lgbt

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aind-art · 11 months

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My socials

Twitter: @AiND_art

Side (/ship) blogs: xiyao (Untamed), convin (DBH)

Redbubble: AliceIsNotDead

#info #aind-art #redbubble #side blog reblog

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crafting-mojo · 3 months

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The Factory!

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dragonfollies · 9 months

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Petrigrof doodle (I’m normal about them) <- is lying

#i don’t really have any awakening from my childhood but I’m pretty certain that these two both defined my gender #also I’m getting back into posting more of my art online #perhaps I’ll even make a side blog where I reblog my art from here to make it easier to search through #adventure time #adventure time fanart #doodle #simon petrikov #betty grof #petrigrof #follysart

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crispyliza · 1 month

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It's a real struggle

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hauntinghyrule · 2 months

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Do you dare? >:]

#putting on my personal blog rather than art blog because I don't know if side blogs can be booped #I'll probably reblog there later though #my art #legend of zelda #remlit #skyward sword #although also technically #oh look it's Vio #everything is four swords #animated gif #kinda late but I'm just glad I got something out at all #life's been pretty busy lately ^^;;

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originalartblog · 6 months

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Remember when I pitched the concept of Chuuya developing a fear of lightning/electricity after the events of Storm Bringer and the Dragon's Head Conflict?

Thunder doesn't bother him, he deals with loud noises on the daily. No, it's the lightning itself that gets to him.

So obviously the solution is to close his eyes and wait for the storm to pass while berating himself because he should be better than this.

#t'was supposed to be a sketch/doodle what happened #fun fact: the previous post i made was too vague in being fanart so i have a whole branch of random blogs-#-aesthetic blogs and random users- reblogging it because they too enjoy watching the thunderstorm pass!!#sorry i made you reblog a funny little anime guy #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd fanart #bsd chuuya #bsd nakahara chuuya #nawy's art #and surprising no one it's a different rendering style AGAIN #the window in photobash + filters I did not want to spent time on that side #btw if that headcanon inpires/d you or if you share it i need the link sent to me don't leave me hanging alone in my corner

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dashing-through-ecto · 4 months

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@xmajordumps it is me. The stranger from your askbox. I love your design for these two so I went a little ham on them.

(I haven't been able to get them out of my head for over a week and the Sex update destroyed me emotionally [I lost nari to sin and I can't get him back. He is gone, forever.])

#Cult of the Lamb #COTL #Lamb COTL #Narinder COLT #dashing-art #fanart #i put this on my side blog since my mein is only for reblogging lmao #also I post all of my art here

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clementine-thedestroyer · 7 months

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Kinktober day 19/20: Housewife/domesticity kink + service - John Price x reader

Warnings/tags: Fem!reader, being married and a bit of being a house wife. Mentions of pregnancy at the end. Reader is also slightly a clean freak coded/gets hyper focused on cleaning- because who doesn’t, tbh. Fluff, then smut at the end.

Price’s favorite things about coming back from deployment.

Of course Price looked forward to coming home- seeing his wife after a deployment was what kept him going through the roughest parts of his job. But- in addition to the obvious reason of just missing his wife- Price had a particular fondness for those first nights back.

When he walked in, your eyes would light up- and he’d almost always find himself nearly tackled by your hug. He’d always laugh, wrapping his arms around you and squeezing you tight as he teased you for your enthusiasm.

During that first hug, he wouldn’t let go immediately. He’d press a kiss to the top of your head- keeping his lips against you for a moment longer- just to breathe in the comforting scent of you. He’d keep one of his hands wrapped around your shoulders, and the other one either nestled against the small of your back or dip of your waist. If you were wearing a shirt, he’d slip his hand under the fabric to run his rough, calloused hands over your soft, warm skin.

If it were up to Price, he would keep you wrapped tight in that bear hug the whole night- or at least till he decided it was time for him to scoop you up and take him to the bedroom. He’d only (reluctantly) let you go once you mentioned that dinner was going to burn.

On the nights when Price first got home, you’d always fuss over him. You’d insist that he sits down- bringing him a beer and making sure to take care of him as best you can.

You’d always try and press the TV remote into his hand, telling him to sit back and relax while you finished dinner. But he’d just smile and shake his head- content to watch you hurry around the kitchen and worry your sweet little head off over dinner. It was one of the few times he’d let himself give into your worrying and fussing- he might as well enjoy it.

He’d sit back and light a cigar, eyes following your ass and admiring the way the tie of your apron cinched around your waist. He’d smile at the way you bit your lip and frowned when you pulled dinner out of the oven- adoring how desperate to please you would get on nights like this.

He may even let you work yourself up about it, probably chuckling at the way your brow furrowed when you find a spot you’d missed while doing your regular before-price-gets-back-from-deployment cleaning spree: something he had, to no avail, tried to assure you multiple times was not necessary, and only discovered the existence of upon getting back a few hours early, planning to surprise you, and found you half way inside the oven. You were cleaning it, you said- although Price was a little concerned by the fact that you’d apparently been at it for nearly two hours.

At this point, he realized that there was nothing he could do to stop you, and just found it cute that you’d get yourself so worked up over getting everything perfect for him.

Of course, he wouldn’t let you stay worked up. Especially on nights like this, he was sure to kiss and praise you all he could. And at the end of the night, you’d always find yourself pressed firmly into the mattress underneath your husband. With Price’s fingers laced together with yours as he thrust slow and deep into you, murmuring against your skin about how perfect you were- how you didn’t need to try so hard to please him, not when just your smile brightens his entire day.

As his thrusts would stutter and he neared his release, his voice would go rougher and he’d suck a hickey beneath your ear and behind your jaw bone- making sure to tell you how much he loved you, how lucky he was to have such a sweet little wife. He’d tell you how he was going to fill you up with his cum and give you a couple of his kids, how he was gonna make you a momma so you’d hopefully stop worrying your pretty little head off over keeping the house spotless- “calm ya’ down a bit” as he put it.

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