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#the inspiration was strong with this one
shellshooked · 1 month
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Lord please take away all her pain and give it to royce hemlock
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maskofnova · 1 month
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I think its a rite of passage to make an au at least once, and ive been thinking super hard about how Sonic raised tails lately. So obviously an age swap au had to happen. Aka, the au in which they are both team turbo nerd and Tails needs a Vacation as a dire medical suggestion. (more rambling in tags)
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 months
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Thank you all for voting in the poll to decide who was going to be the leader of the band! It turned out to be such a close race!
#poorly drawn mdzs#better drawn mdzs#mdzs#madam lan#A-qing#Band AU#(Reminder that Madam Lan's design inspiration goes to Qourmet!)#Madam Lan may have been the winner per vote count but there were so many strong advocates for A-Qing!#I played around with a few versions of what the 'poll winner' art was going to be and ultimately decided I wanted them both.#As any good theater love knows though - The battle for leadership was a ruse. They *all* get a chance to be featured.#Cooperation was the real end goal! However I do think these two have the best frontman energy of the group.#Or at least 'crowd favourite' energy. I also really loved hearing what people thought their vocal styles would be like!#This was probably one of my favourite polls to do and I love drawing these characters a lot B*)#I'd love to spend a bit more time in this AU so count on me bringing it back.#One thing I keep feeling like I need to redeem myself on is Madam Lan's Translucent skirt. I have *not* done the concept justice yet.#It is such a crack-platonic ship but I want to think Madam Lan and A-Qing would enjoy each other's company.#Possibly also with JYL as well. They can be like mutually beneficial therapy dogs to each other.#Madam Lan never got to see her kids grow up into teenagers after all. She only had sons. Never daughters.#Even if she saw her kids once a month we do know she treated them with so much love and kindness.#She would bite the shit out of YZY for yelling at JYL. What a sight to see. A-Qing would also start biting (for fun).
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kabukiaku · 10 months
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my god. 💖💜💙
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cyberdragoninfinity · 2 months
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really really enjoying arc-v's cast
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bidisastersanji · 2 months
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Nami ropes Zoro into coming to her dungeon’s shibari class because their model called in sick last minute and the witch has him in enough debt as it is.
Zoro thinks he’s gonna be bored as fuck until his eye meets the instructor’s baby blues and he is done for. Absolutely done for.
Nami didn’t mention how hot this Sanji guy was wtf wtf his legs his ass his smirk his stupid hair he wants to break this man’s suave disposition, break his composure and mask how dare he walk so confidently up to him like he’s about to eat him right up
They sit down at the bar and Sanji talks him through shibari and how it works, checks where he’s allowed to touch him, explains how it feels if there’s risk of nerve damage, that he should squeeze back when he squeezes his hand etc
They have ten minutes to get to know each other and talk a bit, get comfortable before it starts and they immediately get into some playful banter- they talk a bit about Japanese culture etc- Sanji shares what he knows about the history of shibari and Zoro is surprised that he’s actually more and more interested and looking forward to the sensory experience. Maybe it’ll be meditative.
It’s time for class to start, he and the students place the mats on the floor and of course Sanji had immediately noticed Zoro was muscular when he saw him walk in but nothing could’ve prepared him for the sight of this marble statue of a man stripping into shorts. Just shorts.
He keeps his thoughts as chaste as he can as he starts tying his stone-faced model (is he bored?) first showing what the first step is supposed to look like before demonstrating it slower and talking the class through it. He can feel Zoro’s gaze on him like a warm weight on his skin, and he worries his lower lip to keep himself from getting distracted. (Don’t look at his ass. Don’t look at his bulge. You’re a professional)
On his side Zoro is relaxing into the comforting pressure of the ropes against his body, letting himself slip into a partially meditative state. He feels calm, safe. Like a kitten being held by the back of the neck. Maybe this won’t be so bad after all. He’ll still complain to Nami after though.
Then comes the time for the suspension and his eyes are getting heavy, a bit dazed as he stares at Sanji’s elegant form hoisting him up by pulling down on another set of ropes.
The rope digs deliciously into his skin and muscles where gravity takes hold, and the deep pressure calms him- he momentarily closes his eyes to savour the moment, feeling himself sway a bit from the ring on the ceiling.
During the class, he faintly registered that the other pairs in the room act in somewhat intimate manners- occasionally groping, caressing, slapping, kissing, spanking as they go through the motions of the tie Sanji taught them, and now he’s partially aware that he’s aching for Sanji’s touch himself, unsatisfied with the press of fingers here and there checking the ropes’ tension.
Zoro’s limbs, as expected from the blonde’s earlier explanations, start to feel a bit numb and pinpricky. As if able to read his mind, a warm hand meets his , and Zoro obediently flexes his fingers, as instructed before the session, the left, then the right, demonstrating that the nerves in his arms are okay.
Mechanically, Sanji whispers a barely audible “good boy”, and Zoro hears a very low, pleading groan before realising it came from his own traitorous throat. He can’t fight the light blush that dust his cheeks in embarrassment.
Sanji’s pupils are definitely dilated because of the low lighting, and not because of the muscular man he’s got tied up, a vision floating in a graceful, immobile pose before him. The soft breaths and grumbles that Zoro made when being tied up, he managed to deal with. But a low groan like that? From being praised? Fuck.
Sanji comes closer and whispers in his ear, teasing his bunny initiate about his apparent enjoyment of his first shibari experience.
Zoro rolls his eyes and resumes the playful banter and ribbing they’d engaged in earlier, breaking the docile mask he’d put on for the benefit of the class.
This bunny has teeth. Sharp ones.
Sanji hopes he’ll get to see this burgeoning brat again- he’ll have to cash in a favour from Nami to try and get him back here. He could have so much fun with this one.
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you are my favorite what-if, my best i'll never know
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phonkscribes · 11 months
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"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
Right as the they are about to descend off that cliff, thrown off that ledge, you are there. Your arm hauls them up with a certain strength to them, the sinews in your arms flexing. At that moment, they're unable to say a word, too busy taking in the sight of you as you utter your witty line or carry on as if it weren't an issue-- effortless.
Saving the Spardas asses when they don't expect you to. ft. GN! Reader
Dante
He's fallen off of cliffs and such before, whether it was due to a missed jump or simply because he's gotten knocked out of the air. Dante tries to not make a habit out of it, but it's not like he's doing it intentionally. The legendary devil hunter just happens to be a bit less patient than his brother, even after all these years. There's just some things that don't change, like his eagerness to fight demons, even if it scares him. He isn't mortal, he won't die if he's shot or stabbed, there isn't much that could kill him-- like falling and hitting his head. It'd just hurt if anything, but maybe that's something that you didn't know.
Or at least cared for.
A hit from the devil he was fighting has him thrown back with a grunt, the sound is distinct on your ears as you whip around to see his crimson jacket flail in the wind along with him in it. You make another slash at the devils coming after you to go and chase his flying figure. Dante doesn't see you, as he looks up to the sky, thinking about how he's gonna nail the demon good for that one. As he's cast over the edge, you slide on over, an arm extended and catching his ankle as he descends. The sudden grab has him out of his daydream and curling up to look at... you!
You were a couple of yards away, how did you get here so fast? He could only watch as you used your other hand to start pulling him up by the leg as you swung him up back to the edge where you were. You almost fell in your self as you groan.
"Next time you take a swan dive, do it at the pool, yeah?", you huff, patting his leg as he got to his feet.
"Only if you're watchin' me, babe", he winked as he reached for Ebony & Ivory.
You could've slapped him, you really could've. Dante only chuckles at the way you frown for a moment before you go back to fighting, rolling your shoulders as you go. It's pretty hot, he thinks. The half-demon's glad he's got someone as strong as you are on his side, something that comforts him really, knowing that you've got his back.
Vergil
Falling doesn't scare him, he's done it before, but it's where he'll end up that tends to make him feel something other than adrenaline when facing his enemies. The first time he descended, it cost him his freedom, the last time he went to hell with his brother. Now it felt like a slight, a mistake made and he doesn't quite like those. The devils he was fighting now on behalf of joining Dante's little business were putting on a fight for once, with one of them even managing to knock him back a good distance. He had misjudged that and felt himself lose his footing on solid ground.
You'd seen him tip over the edge and in an instant you were rushing to his side, not that you were too far. With your devil arm, you dug into the side of the ledge and anchored yourself as you grabbed his arm. He had only stared in awe, shock that quickly subsided as he glowered. He was not one who needed saving, quite the opposite, even as you threw him over the edge to resume the fight.
Such raw strength... in a mortal, none the less. It was... curious. Where did such power come from, he had to wonder after he had dealt with your foes with a few judgement cuts. You managed to pull yourself up, rolling over onto your back with a long sigh.
"Thank you for that, though it was unnecessary", he had commented, looking at your prone state.
"You're welcome, you oughta watch your step next time", you joke as he offers a hand to help you to your feet this time.
"It will not happen again, I assure you", he says it with such a straight face, but you can tell that he's the slightest bit embarrassed.
Nero
You had just finished combing through your share of enemies, flicking your weapon to the side to clear it of blood as you look off into the distance. Nero was holding up well with Red Queen, revving her engine and ripping and tearing into the devils seamlessly. You could often admire how fluid he could be, like a duck bobbing and weaving through water. He looked like he didn't need your help, so you'd sit back and watch. Through the demons that surrounded him, he could feel your eyes on his back.
Nero would be lying if he didn't enjoy it when you were watching him, because in truth he had admired you too. Your skills and finesse were so badass and he hoped that maybe you thought of him like that too instead of how his uncle and father had seen him. Sure it wasn't too serious when he'd been called 'dead weight' but... it stuck with him. He wanted to prove that he could stand on his own two feet without needing their help, or yours for that matter. Ironic given his current circumstance. Nero had taken his eyes off of his opponent at hand to spare you a glance, spotting the fondness in your eyes and feeling a bit of color come to his face.
"Woah!", he'd been shoved, having nearly dropped his sword to steady himself, reaching a hand behind him to push himself back off the ground. Only to find that there was none supporting him.
You jumped in just as quickly as he was about to fall, appearing in front of him and grabbing the front of his shirt just as he was about to fly. You bring him in and step back, as he just looks at you for a second.
"... You do know that I would've been fine right?", he asks instead of saying thanks, a small smirk playing on his face as you stare at him for a second. Air hike... right.
"Would you rather I let you fall?", you're quick to respond as he just scoffs, shaking his head as he resumed where he left off with the devil.
He wasn't expecting you to be there, but he's glad that you care enough to come rushing for him like that. Next time he'll be the one saving you.
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rawpastamoth · 23 days
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I like it when they get along
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thisfuckingdork · 2 months
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Haunted
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bottombaron · 6 months
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there is no way that Guillermo’s pussy wouldn’t drive Nandor absolutely mad with power
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knightsickness · 4 months
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the grinning smilers
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zu-is-here · 1 year
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Hermes is the former god of trickery and wit, as well as Ares' half-brother & Thanatos's fellow psychopomp who guided souls to the afterlife.
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cheriboms · 6 months
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doctober day 7: family
aka 3 brothers just hangin out ^_^
bonus (dedicated to all of the older siblings who got outgrown):
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honkceasar · 1 year
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The sillies
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inafieldofdaisies · 7 months
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Character Moodboard | Faith Seed | vol. 1
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