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It’s not the torture that breaks whumpee, but the small gesture of kindness that leaves them sobbing
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canterbury-bell · 5 months
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Bunnydoll Week 2023
Day 2: Secret Relationship
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bonchobrick · 5 months
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Its raining birds! Literally.
Aka a DCxDP Prompt idea where a delrious injured vigilante (Tim cough cough) drops into an alternate dimension and lands in Amity Park. Somewhere in his muddled mind he understands he needs to: communicate, get help, and hopefully not die!
Luckily he dropped right beside a bewildered local group of friends around his age.
The local brave group of friends (definitely not Team Phantom or anything hahah) of course interogate him a bit out of worry for their town and for this mysterious vigilante. They ask—"who are you? what is your name?"
And of course being literally delirious with a shit ton of ‘dont tell people your real life identity’ drilled into him he opts to say instead—
His words slur into a somewhat legible, “…red r'bin.” “Red Robhim” “m’ Red Robin...”
Good news is that they’re eager to help.
Bad news is that they have no idea what to make of this odd vigilante’s response....
Like seriously why does this delirious half injured vigilante that fell out of the sky want to go to a Red Robin so badly?? the food there isn't even that good???
So, essentially, Team Phantom is greeted by a random half out of it injured vigilante teen who really wants some fucking burgers apparently.
(Basically Tim unfortunately lands injured and very out of it in a universe where the Red Robin restaurant exists but Red Robin and, evidently, the entire DC universe, doesn’t.)
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crazycoven · 7 months
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what is wrong with these people | zosantober week 3 ship/party
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I really loved my lineart for this one
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sand-stinger · 7 months
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Empirestober ; Ghost
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celebrating the ghosts of lives past
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14dayswithyou · 1 year
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Ren would be a camboy for MC. That is it, that is the post lmao
✦゜ANSWERED: aaaa I've actually made a few camboy writing prompts for the 14DWY discord server in the past!!
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Camboy AU where [REDACTED] is your favourite anonymous streamer and you're his biggest donator. Your hefty tips and flirtatious messages always manage to capture his attention, so he decides to reward you by messaging you after his stream and giving you your own private show. By the end of it, you're sweaty, breathless, and unassuming; which makes it the perfect opportunity for him to pan his camera up and give you a glimpse of his handsome face — before sending you a smirk and cutting the line.
Camboy AU where you've convinced your favourite NSFW streamer to wear the cutesy lingerie set you've bought from his wishlist. [REDACTED] looks so pretty in that soft shade of pink — but the studded collar with your initials engraved on it looks even better against his skin.
Camboy AU where you've met your favourite NSFW streamer in real life, and he's somehow convinced you to do a show with him. Now he has you sitting pretty in his lap with a Hitachi wand against your sex, and all of his biggest donators fighting in chat to decide when you get to have your release.
Camservice AU where you're [REDACTED]'s favourite NSFW streamer. He'll constantly send you massive donations just so that he can ask you to use a particular toy, put on a lewd outfit from your closet, or even moan his name when you finally reach your peak. Hopefully you'll never find out that your biggest anonymous fan also knows where you live, the place you work at, and has access to your streaming account.
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andorerso · 1 year
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since you’re asking for prompts, what about “I told you that I’d never leave you; I’m not going anywhere” from one of the dialogue lists you reblogged? 🧡
If there’s one thing Jyn’s sure of, it’s that she’s not going anywhere. Not like this. Bleeding from a leg wound that left her lightheaded and limping and, worst of all, slow.
If there’s another thing she’s sure of, it’s that Cassian isn’t going to leave her. Stubborn to a fault and unfalteringly loyal, he would sooner die beside her than break a promise. Abandon her to her fate. So that at least one of them might make it out. No, he’d rather doom himself too than survive alone.
Jyn can’t say she doesn’t understand the choice. Yet, she tries to make him see reason.
Surrounded by a swarm of enemies in this tiny room they barricaded themselves in after their mission went south, after Jyn was injured, they both know she’s not going to walk out that door and make the track back to their ship all the way in the mountains. Cassian might, on his own, but she’d only slow him down, distract him.
She’d only get him killed.
And she’d sooner turn this blaster on herself and end it now than get another person she loved killed.
So yes, she tries to make him see reason. Even if he won’t listen.
She lets him take his scarf and wrap it tightly around her leg to try and stop the bleeding, grants him this small action so he might feel like he’s done something useful. They both know that it’s not much. They don’t have anything to actually treat her wound, or at least get her on her feet long enough to reach their ship. No bacta patches, no med-spike, not even karking med nog.
It seems that her luck had run out, and all the near misses and close calls finally caught up to her. Cassian’s just too stubborn to admit that. So Jyn will be the reasonable one this time.
Once he tied the scarf around her leg, he pulls back, looks around once, takes a deep breath. It’s clear he has no idea what their next step should be, and for a split second, before he shuts himself off, he looks so lost and helpless that she wants to cry. But she knows what their next step is.
“Cassian, listen to me,” she begins, reaching for his hand. He’s crouching next to her as she sits on the floor, eyeing the only door in the room, eyeing the windows, the rusty old pipes that run across the opposite wall. Searching for an exit strategy that’s not there. But her words pull his gaze back to her face as she curls her hand around his. He looks like he already knows what she’s going to say, and he’s watching her with a dark, almost angry gaze, daring her to say it. “There’s a chance you can still make it.”
“Not alone,” he responds without hesitation, narrowing his eyes at her.
“Yes, alone. You know I’ll slow you down.”
“So fucking what?” he growls, real anger leaking into his tone. The kind of anger she rarely hears from him. The kind of anger that’s born from fear. “We’re in this together, Jyn. We go together, or not at all. I’m not leaving without my partner.”
“Cassian, look at me!” She gestures to herself, sitting on the dirty floor, her breathing labored, face pale and sweaty. The wound on her leg already bled through the scarf he’d wrapped around her, staining the fabric red. “I’m not going anywhere like this.”
“Okay. Then I’m staying too.”
“So that we can die together?” Jyn snaps in derision.
“Yes. Just like we were meant to on Scarif.”
That shuts her up quick enough, wiping the scoff from her lips. Scarif. Getting the plans, honoring her father’s memory, holding Cassian close on that beach after trying, at least, to make a difference… It would have been a kinder death than she thought she’d get. Peaceful, even. And she felt content, then, to have someone with her, someone she trusted, someone who was just beginning to feel like home. She didn’t mind the end if Cassian was with her.
But this isn’t like that. There’s no sand under her feet, no waves crashing against the bank in her ear. There’s no grander purpose or blaze of glory. She’d either bleed out on this dirty floor, or be shot dead once the troopers broke through that door, and there's nothing peaceful about that. She doesn’t want Cassian with her for that.
“I told you I’d never leave you,” Cassian continues when she has no response for him. The anger in his voice burned out, but the quiet desperation is worse. Jyn would do anything to make him leave, and she’d never recover if he did.
He promised her. He promised he’d never leave, not in a way that matters. Not by choice. If he could, he’d stay, and if he had to go, he’d always try to come back. It was the only thing a spy like him could offer her in a galaxy at war, but for someone who’d spent most of her life being abandoned by the people she loved the most, it mattered more than she knew how to say. She trusted his words, trusted his sincerity, trusted that he’d be there when she needed something solid to lean on.
Asking him to break that promise now isn’t an easy task for her either.
Tears spring to her eyes, her voice wavering when she speaks. “This time, I’m asking you to.”
Cassian shakes his head, gives her a strained smile. “You know I’d do anything for you, Jyn. Anything but this. It’s the one thing you can’t ask of me.” With his free hand, he tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, grazes her cheek with his thumb. Jyn lets her eyes close, lets herself lean into his touch for a moment. Just for a moment. She doesn’t want to let go yet. “I’m not going anywhere. Not without you.”
He leans down to press his forehead against her, and Jyn cradles his face just to feel something solid under her palm. Something to ground her.
“Then what do you propose we do?” she whispers, too exhausted to keep arguing with him. Not when there’s a small selfish part of her that’s glad she doesn’t have to watch him walk away from her.
“We’ll try. We’ll take our chance. And we’ll keep taking our chances until —”
“Until the chances are spent,” she finishes for him, those old familiar words pulling a wistful smile from her lips. “You think we can do this?”
“We beat worse odds.”
Like carrying Cassian’s half-dead body to the rescue ship that showed up at the last moment while Scarif crumbled to dust around them… She’d held on tightly, unwilling to let go even as he stumbled on his own feet and nearly dragged her down. If he fell, she’d fall with him, go down together. It was more acceptable than surviving alone. Yet somehow, by some miracle, they made it. Lived long enough to reach Yavin IV and keep fighting.
The hope he gave her swells in her chest and she finally allows herself to believe in it.
We go together. Or not at all.
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sterekunhinged · 3 months
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Another week, another prompt list! Here's list 2! These are more loose descriptions!
1.Beaten, bloody, smiling
2. Everyone is scared of them
3. Bloody teeth
4. Burn it down
5. Full moon madness
6. Feral kiss
7. Teeth and claws
8. There's something in the woods
9. Vendetta
10. Calm before the storm
11. A wolf and his attack dog
12. Starless night
13. Lost at sea
14. Cruise ship
15. Valentine's Day gone bloody
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wundrousarts · 7 months
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Shout out and thank you to everyone participating in Mogtober, whether this is your first time or not, whether you’re sharing on Discord, Tumblr, Instagram, or elsewhere, whether you’re drawing things or writing stuff or just sharing what other people make— you’re all great!! 🎉 I’ve been loving everything I’ve seen this past week, and am super excited to see what people make for the rest of the month :)
Mogtober was started 4 years ago 🫨, back when the fandom was muuuuch smaller, and I needed to get my love for it out of my head and onto paper. Anyone that’s talked to me in the past 5 years that has had the misfortune of stumbling into the topic of Nevermoor knows how absolutely obsessed I am 😅 and it’s always nice to see that other people feel a similar way.
It’s especially nice to see people come together for this, year after year, when we’re waiting for Silverborn and beyond. I plan to continue doing Mogtober for a long time because it gives me a dedicated outlet for a month to draw and talk about Nevermoor on main, and I hope to see that it continues to be enjoyed for years to come. ❤️ Even if I end up the only person participating, Mogtober will continue for awhile!
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trouble-warning · 7 months
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Why is the artwork that pulled my sorry tail out of artblock also the one that set me behind a day for the challenge?
Anyway I had a lot more fun with this one than I did with the first two and it DEFINITELY shows XD
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whump-in-the-closet · 9 months
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Multiple Whumpees stuck in the same place together, divided by their different ways of handling the Whumper’s torture
The ones who react with stoic indifference are constantly on edge with the rebellious ones.
The tension cuts deeper than any knife wound, and the two groups drop so far as to mock the other. Pointing out their scars and how quickly they screamed. Getting into late night blurry eyes brawls.
Burning comments about how the stoic ones “don’t have it as bad” “haven’t been really hurt.” “don’t know what real pain is”
It doesn’t matter if the “stoics” stumble into a corner of their cell and stare at the opposite wall, at the ceiling, saying nothing. Doesn’t matter if their hands twitch like they’re still feeling leftover electric pain.
There is of course, retaliation.
“You’re all so stupid. You think sarcasm will save you?” “you’re always the first to scream” “you broke so quickly, we could hear it from down the hall.”
They turn a blind eye to how the “rebellious” ones will beg for one of their own companions to be given a brief reprieve. How their screams are interrupted by savage curses. How they stare Whumper down, even when forced to kneel.
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creativesplat · 10 months
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WIPs for three different MiphLink Week pieces. It's getting closer everyone!! I can't WAIT!!!
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Text: The city has veins, strange red cords that run deep underground and pulse with ichorous blood. Something is drinking from them, and it is my unfortunate job to find out what.
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sevyn-stars · 10 months
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One day I wrote a letter to the moon. I told her about you; soft smile, open eyes, dreams bigger than a galaxy. I told the sun about you too; ethereal being, a modern angel, an embrace that lasts forever. Did you tell her about me too?
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jtl-fics · 9 months
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all the babieeeeees. congrats on finishing this week’s wipw (to be used whenever you finish lol)
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Lol ur Dealer's choice was the last one I answered. It's now time to conk out watching garbage isekai.
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14dayswithyou · 2 years
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Would Ren let MC peg him?
✦゜ANSWERED: ...Wait, he hasn't asked you yet?
Ren would absolutely without a doubt let you peg him. His Haruko persona is naturally very submissive — and he likes it when you order him around — so naturally he'd be down for you to peg him silly until he can't even remember his own name.
The most he's ever taken is a butt plug though, so you'd have to really prep him well and walk him through everything. Hold his hand throughout it and tell him that he's doing such a good job if you want to se him unravel on your strap-on >:)
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