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wuika · 1 year
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"It's time to take charge. Come. Enter my domain and challenge the power of the Scourge!"
Baron Rivendare
I painted this character back in 2017. This version of him is less wild and more calm, composed. I still picture him as very charismatic. 🖤
I think there are things I could still improve on this piece but it's been a long time since I painted a guy in armor.😅 It was nerve-wracking. And after a while, you have to tell yourself "Stop. I'm done."🖌️
I hope you like it ^^
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laudrawin · 10 months
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Reltae WIP!
She’s my nightborne dk, who may be allowed to switch specs as her whole armor switches colour too…
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aigen-art-corner · 2 years
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[WoW]
Renaja was my actually first character I played alot. She was a firm believer in Arthas before being pushed down Icecrown Citadell by a friend to save her when the Horde and Alliance attacked.
She now travels Azeroth to have a second chance at this life thing as blindly following somwone wasn‘t the best idea. And her Horse Cleo is always at her side.
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laedrin · 1 year
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little doodle of their death knight for illidari_ on Art Fight
I’m kind of a death knight simp, it’s true unu
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crybaby-bkg · 1 year
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Yakuza boss Deku that’s sooo sweet and gentle with you, that you had no clue what he did in terms of work. You just assumed that maybe he was an heir to a big corporation, or hustled a lot on the side whenever you weren’t around. You couldn’t be further from the truth, but it’s all still so baffling. At how gentle he is with you, how kind he is, sweet and caring. It’s only been a few weeks since you started seeing each other, and he was nothing if not a gentleman.
Your sexual explorations with each other never went very far. He never got fully undressed, despite you laying bare in front of him. But oh, would he worship you. Get down on his knees and eat you out for hours, it was a wonder his jaw wasn’t tired. And even then, would he just keep going and going until you passed out, unable to ask him if he wanted to switch places.
But, one day, you’re determined to do something for him. Izuku was just too kind, it was unfair how he never let you treat him as well as he treated you. So when he comes over to your place one day, tired, with his head resting on the back of your couch, do you finally worship him the way he deserves.
“What’re you doing?” He asks in a gasp, catching your hands in his own big ones as you start undoing his belt. You can only look up at him with big, rounded eyes, hope he caves as easily as he always does when it comes to you.
“It’s unfair,” you pout. “You never let me touch you too. I just wanna please you, ‘Zuku.” Your voice is so soft and your mouth is so warm where you kiss at his knuckles. You’ll ask him later where that one bruise came from, but for now, you rest your head in his lap. Try not to grin when you feel his cock jump under your cheek, batting your lashes when he swallows audibly.
“Just,” Izuku swallows again, slowly releasing your hands as he undoes his own belt, pushing his black slacks down until they rest just beneath his balls. “Just this once, okay?”
And it’s all you need to hear. You kiss and lick at the side of his cock, nuzzling your cheek against it, mouthing at the forking veins up the side. Izuku can’t help his noises, his little grunts and sighs, his deep groan when you finally put the head in your mouth. He’s so gentle, holding your cheek softly in his grip, feeling it hollow in a suctioning motion as you slide a little further past his tip.
He doesn’t buck his hips or push your head down, and in a sense, you wish he would. So you move his hand to the back of your head, encouraging him to guide you, moaning around his length when he twitches in your mouth.
“I don’t wanna hurt you,” you hear him say in a gasp the moment you slide down on his cock. His tip hits the back of your throat and you gag, holding still despite Izuku trying to pull you back up for air. But you don’t budge, only let your jaw hang a little, panting, tongue dancing up the underside, relishing in the brief tug at your hair before it loosens.
You don’t answer him verbally, but instead sink down on his cock again and again, until you’re sure the back of your mouth is bruised in the shape of his tip. You never take him out of your mouth, only pull back until his head rests on your tongue, jerking the rest of it sloppily with your hand. You stare up at him all the while, feeling yourself throb at the sight of him.
Izuku has always been a composed man. Always stood tall and sure of himself, always handled himself with the confidence that made you start to fall for him. But now? Now, his hair is a disheveled mess, like he’s been running a hand through it the entire time. His emerald eyes are dull, blown out by lust, pupils dilated in pleasure. His mouth hangs open, and you can see the strain in his white button up as he tries not to shove your head down. Something terrible must glint in your eyes, because he does just that.
Shoves you down until you choke and splutter, nails digging into his thighs as he starts using your mouth for his own pleasure. He’s full of apologies the whole time as he abuses your throat, thighs tensing at the gagging sounds you emit, whining high in his throat when you gurgle around his balls.
“Fuck, I’m sorry, I don’t mean to—fuck!” Izuku hisses through his teeth, feeling his sack tighten as he’s about to cum. He rips your mouth off of him, watching the drool and precum messy your lips and chin, connecting to his twitching cock, and it’s enough to do him in. He finishes all over your face, still holding your hair in his hands as he jerks himself off, cum splattering over your eyes and nose and that big grin you never seem to lose.
When he finishes and catches his breath, you attempt to clean him up, pull his pants down even further so that maybe he could shower with you. But as you go to yank them off of him, you get a glimpse of some ink on his thigh. Izuku stops you quickly, post haze going up in flames as he looks at you with wild eyes. He blinks a few times, wonders if you’ve seen too much, and only speaks when you don’t get that terrified look so many have had in the past.
“Let’s go to your room, so I can reward you. Yeah?” He hopes he doesn’t sound as breathless from nervousness, that you equate it to still coming down from his high. And you seem none the wiser, nodding your head as you stand on shaky legs, grabbing his hand and pulling him to your bedroom. You only hope if you confront him about the tattoos, he doesn’t do what Yakuza members know best.
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honeykyeom · 5 months
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white noise / track 3: ghosts (teaser)
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pairing: lee seokmin x afab! reader
series summary: your best friend seokmin has always been there for you. after a particularly rough heartbreak, you find out he's there for you in more ways than just one.
series notes: uni!au, best friends to lovers, friends with benefits, kpop 97 line antics and shenanigans (specifically seventeen & loona), 18+ (smut is outlined/warned beforehand)
teaser notes: suggestive kinda but no smut, seokmin is a SIMP, two idiots being idiots tbh and there's absolutely no way this could go wrong!!
teaser wc: ~900 words
a/n: heeey...... hey... how ya'll doin? yeah i never thought i would be far enough into writing that i could ACTUALLY post a teaser for the next track.. shoutout to my accountability buddy @smileysuh, ur the best babe. wouldn't want anyone else to cheer for my maybe 800 words a day lol. also congrats to @bitchlessdino my bb i can't wait to see you walk down the aisle so take this lil treat as a token of my love ♡ also pspspspsps @onlyseokmins (love u wife)
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If you had told Seokmin that he would be in the position that he’s currently in, he’d think you’re full of shit.
But here he was, sinking into your sectional as you grind on his lap and making his head spin with the ease in which you pull at his roots. Seokmin keeps telling himself it’s a fantasy, one of his many recurring dreams where he’s finally with you, the person he’s been in love with for the past two years. He repeats it like a mantra, to will himself it’s all in his head until it’s something he can no longer deny when a moan leaves your lips, sounding more ethereal than any dream he’s ever had.
Seokmin’s lips slot between yours perfectly, his tongue gracing your bottom lip. Your mewls ring like bells in his ears, sweet and inviting–he can’t help but smile into your kiss. He’s determined to continue hearing your noises, his nerves firing against every logical thought in his brain.
The kitchen counter of your humble apartment is littered with chips, stray alcohol & red solo cups. Neither of you pay it any mind though, too preoccupied with the present moment as Seokmin’s hands graze your lower back and you straddle his hips, your bodies sinking further into the soft fabric of your sectional. 
Seokmin’s lips chase yours when you pull away from him, not wanting to lose your warmth. He’s completely dazed as you view him from above, eyes glazed over in lust and desire. You giggle, bringing your hand to his chin and supporting his head to keep his eyes on you. 
“Are you still with me, baby?” 
He blacks out at the pet name–his brain short-circuiting at the way your breath warms his skin as you speak, only getting enough energy to respond with a soft yes as Seokmin watches you smile at him.
It’s baffling how you have him under your spell and you’re oblivious to that fact. 
Seokmin slowly comes down from his high of the past 20 minutes–registering the words that you’re speaking to him.
“We need to talk.”
“About?”
“This…” you take a pause, your thumb caressing the soft skin of his chin as you focus on the oceans of brown in Seokmin’s eyes before you continue. “Us.”
Seokmin quickly sobers up, his hands removing themselves from your waist but laying purchase on your thighs. He tries his hardest to keep his composure–you’ve always been able to read him like a book, better than anyone else in his life. You were able to capture every tell with ease, down to a small eye twitch or throat itch. Knowing this, he finds it hard to believe you’re unaware of his feelings for you–the immediate red shade of his ears appearing when he’s in your presence.
‘Breathe’, he tells himself. He does just that before focusing back to the present moment, with you, instead of stuck in his own thoughts.
“Okay. What about us?”
“We need to establish some ground rules.” You take a quick pause, brief, but enough for Seokmin to notice the small drop of sweat growing on the tip of your eyebrow. “Just so we’re on the same page.”
“Ok then. Rule number 1?”
“This stays between us. Can’t tell the rest of the group.”
“Ok… Seems fair enough.. Rule 2?”
“No unusual PDA.”
Seokmin retorts with a small pout, “So I can’t hold your hand in public anymore?”
You bring a soft smile to your face, slightly giggling at the sincerity in his tone. Running your hand through his hair, you respond, “No, that’s not what I meant! We just don’t want to give ourselves away. So, hand holding between friends is okay.” Leaning closer into Seokmin, he’s suddenly falling into the swirls of color in your eyes and into a trance when your voice gets quieter as you speak. “But kissing,” you punctuate your statement by connecting your lips to his. Seokmin has to swallow a moan as he gets lost in you, pulling you closer and molding your body to his. His hands come to grasp at each side of your face, gentle yet desperate to keep you two moving in unison. 
His efforts were futile, though, as you pull away from him with a smirk, leaving him with the inability to catch his breath. “Isn’t allowed.”
Seokmin is only left able to stare at you, his hands feeling clammy as they still rest on your cheeks. His thumb brushes across your face, his own body heat making your skin hot to the touch. All he can do is chuckle, shaking his head at the predicament he’s found himself in before he’s looking back at you. “Okay. Fine. Is that it?”
“One last rule. No seeing other people without us talking about it first.”
‘Easy,’ Seokmin thinks, but he still has to play it cool.
Raising his eyebrows, a playful tone enters his voice as Seokmin asks, “So, we’re exclusive fuck buddies now?”
You roll your eyes. “Not exactly. It’s more of a safety thing, you know?”
“Yeah, I’ll pretend that you aren’t just keeping your jealousy in check.”
“Do we have a deal or not, Lee?”
You present your pinky finger in between you, a lighthearted ritual that holds the weight of the future of your relationship with Seokmin. It seems too lax for such a situation, but he knows this is as important to you as it is to him with the small appendage in front of him.
“Fine. Deal.”
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hehe <3
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woozi · 8 months
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DK ✸ SEVENTEENTH HEAVEN
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my OTHER toxic knitting trait is ignoring gauge entirely for plushies and being pleasantly surprised by the creacher's final size when it's done
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exocean · 2 years
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[ be the sun in seoul day 1 ] come to me ♥ dokyeom
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freejamtime · 1 year
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wowblr!!! perceive my incredibly specific disabled anduin headcanons NOW (ft. a rough few drawings)
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choism · 1 year
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The Romance Section | l.sm [REUPLOADED]
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Customer!Seokmin x Bookstore Employee!gn!Reader
Word Count: 1.5k
Summary: In which you meet a stranger in a bookstore that loves romance novels just as much as you do
Warnings: None! Pure fluff
A/N: This is another reupload from my old blog @/huiranghaes! This work is mine and is NOT stolen or plagiarized. This fic was inspired by A Very Lush Holidays by @leejungchans my now beloved mutual and was proofread by Morgyn and Ae
Today was as boring as ever.
Your shifts always tend to go by slowly, only a few customers entering your small bookshop a day, but today seemed to be the worst. It was already 5pm and you have yet to see a single person enter today. Yeah, the store was fairly new and kind of in an obscure area, but it was the only bookshop around for at least 20 miles, do people not read books anymore?
Today felt like a failure, like all your hard work arranging the book displays to look pretty and your coworkers' cute bookshop design on the store window was all for naught.
“Oh cheer up y/n! I’m sure someone will come in eventually, we don’t close until 7pm anyway.” Your coworker nudges your side, her happy smile making you feel a bit better. She has always been a happy go lucky person, seeing the glass half full and wanting to bring out the best in people. You adored her attitude but on days like this you just couldn’t bring yourself to reciprocate those joyful feelings.
“Yeah, watch someone walk through that door 15 minutes before closing.” You roll your eyes. Normal people take their time perusing the selection of genres, trying to pick out a book that fits them, but there’s always someone who has to do this at the last possible minute. You push yourself off the counter and make your way to the back of the store to grab some more books for restocking.
Your coworker follows you to the back of the store. “Yeah but a customer is a customer right?” She bends down to pick up a box labeled ‘Romance’ and you take it from her. “Sure I guess you're right.” You give her a half hearted smile and head back to the main part of the shop, making your way to the romance novel section.
You begin stocking the shelves, maybe even glancing at some paragraphs of the books to see what you may want to read later. This section had always been your favorite, you enjoyed getting lost in the fantasies of a fictional relationship. While you knew that something as cheesy as finding your soulmate in an uncanny encounter would ever happen to you, you still admired the idea.
These novels were completely unrealistic and seemingly frivolous but it’s always nice to imagine a world where soulmates exist. Who knows, maybe one day you’ll find that tall handsome brunette with a gorgeous big nose. But there is no way that could ever happen, right? You catch yourself daydreaming and continue to stock the shelves. There may be no customers but stocking is still important.
Time passes by slowly as you make your way to the end of the romance shelf, and as you reach up to the top shelf to place a book you hear the door chime ring, signaling you that a customer has entered the store.
The sudden chime startles you and you drop the book on your head. You rub your head where the book hit you and curse at the sudden customer startling you. “Welcome in!” You hear your coworker yell as you assume the customer peruses the front of the store. You glance at the clock and of course, just as you had predicted earlier, it’s around 15 minutes from closing.
You let out a huff as you pick the book off the ground and reach for the top shelf again but you can’t really reach the top shelf anyway. You’re on your tippy toes trying to stretch to the shelf when the customer comes behind you and takes the book out of your hand, placing it gently in the empty space.
“Having trouble?” The stranger chuckles. You look up at him unamused, but when your eyes meet, you feel your heart catch in your throat. “Uh, well I… N-no.” It was like the man you had described just moments ago was summoned by god. Coincidence? Yeah probably, but you were feeling more hopeful than that. You were looking for a witty comment but couldn’t think of one, you were too distracted by how unbelievably attractive this man was.
Were you annoyed that he came in late? Absolutely. Did you forgive him immediately because his face was carved by angels? Of course. He laughed again and wow, even his laugh was perfect. “Right, because I totally didn’t hear a book drop on the ground when I came in.” You avert his gaze and huff through your nose.
“Anyway, can I help you?” You change the subject, the last thing you need is a customer to make fun of you, and right before closing at that. He moves past you and looks at the rows of books, before turning his head back towards you. “Actually yeah, I was wondering what new romance novels have come out recently.” He runs his finger along the spine of a few books.
“Yeah I just restocked the new arrivals! What kind of trope are you looking for?” You ask. It’s rare that a man is into romance books, so his interest piques yours. “I was looking for maybe enemies to lovers, I haven’t read one of those in a while.”
A huge smile runs across your face and you visibly get excited, startling him a bit. Little did he know, enemies to lovers was your specialty. “That’s actually one of my favorite tropes! We just got in this book, a new series by one of my favorite authors!” You hand him the book and he checks it out.
Unbeknownst to you, this handsome stranger was analyzing you this entire time. He wasn’t expecting such a beautiful person like you to be stocking the romance shelves of this small niche store. 
You mentioning his favorite author makes him swallow a sudden lump in his throat, he is really glad Wonwoo recommended this bookstore, even though he went through hell and highwaters to get here. 
A forty five minute drive from his apartment to be exact, they say curiosity killed the cat, but in this case the cat falls in love instead.
“This is one of my favorite authors too! I really liked their previous series, the ending was insane!” He laughs. Man his laugh was like listening to angels sing.
As he laughs you take the chance to analyze his facial features. Everytime he smiled his eyes would turn upwards as if they were smiling as well, and his actual smile was breathtaking. His jaw was so well defined you were sure it could be registered as a weapon and don’t even get you started on his nose.
Chiseled by the gods themselves you swear, such a deep bridge and so pointed and defined, you just want to kiss it. Wait, back up, kiss it? Were you fully falling for this handsome stranger? You only met him 10 minutes ago, how could this be? 
Before you could question your emotions even further, he snaps you back to reality by waving a hand in front of your face. “Hello? I asked how much the book is.” Your face turns a bit red from embarrassment and you quickly respond.
“Oh sorry, I can get your total up front.” You walk quickly towards the checkout counter and he follows behind. You can see your coworker lurking in the back of the store, curious and probably eavesdropping.
He examines every little detail of you as you walk towards the cash register. The way you have a bounce in your walk makes him smile brightly, but he notices your coworker staring and snickering at his reaction, and his face flushes pink.
He places the book on the counter and rummages for his wallet in his bag. You ring up the book and secretly place a small discount on the book but don’t tell him that, obviously. “Okay so your total is-” You look up from the computer and catch him placing a small piece of paper with words and numbers scribbled on it underneath the tip jar.
He freezes dead in his track and his ears light up a bright red. “I, um well, this is…” The stranger hurriedly slams a $20 on the counter before you can even say the total. He grabs the books and runs out of the store, the chime of the door ringing in his wake.
Your coworker starts to laugh maniacally and emerges from the back of the store.”He sure left in a hurry.” She snorts. You glare at her and take the piece of paper and read it.
‘I didn’t know how to tell you this in person, but I find you very attractive and your love of books fascinates me
Maybe we can run into each other in the sci-fi section next time ;)
- Seokmin
You feel your face get hot and your heart skip a beat. He found you attractive? You just met, though. Your coworker peers over your shoulder and giggles. ‘Oooo an admirer! Isn’t that exciting!”
“Shut up and start closing the store!”
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© Choism 2023. do not repost or translate.
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marciliedonato · 7 months
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We are SO back (never fucking left) we are SOOOOO back you guys mcr5 real time for joy and whimsy on planet earth...
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kitkatsgalore · 20 days
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Small after work doodle 💙
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nanaonmars · 6 months
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do you guys ever get really cool people on your feed and you’re like oh wow i’ve seen this person a lot and i really like their content! and then you go check out their page and they have some of the most illegal reblogs out there 🫠🫠
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deus-ex-mona · 6 months
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rage is a ✨way of life✨
#found out that i successfully angered someone by not showing up to work on saturday lmaoooooo#and im just like… gOOOOOOD. BE MAD!!!!!!!!!!!!#mans has no room to be mad anyway. it’s his fault i had to ot for 7 hours to cover his work for him in the first place soooooooo#a nd he’s getting demoted next year and im ahauxucjsjjsjsjsjxjdhss#in other news im kinda annoyed by my mother’s (unfortunate) pressuring of me to go to the upcoming family christmas gathering :(#like no way manssssss i haven’t seen the extended fam since my grandma’s funeral and i’d like to keep it that way thanks~~~~~~~~#and a c h r i s t m a s gathering of all places… m a n. im half expecting them to drag everyone to church to end off the gathering…#i wouldn’t put it past the hosting aunt to do that ngl. she had tricked me into attending a church service in the past and all…#like. man. there’s this local mall that has a similar name to said church service…#so ofc it’s normal to assume that said mall is what she was referring to when she said ‘let’s go to [insert name]!’ with no context right???#and uggshdhdjjsjsjdjs i don’t wanna be introduced to my cousins’ kids as ‘auntie [insert nickname i hate]’ bc that’s lame#and m a n. i definitely don’t wanna interact with my cousins’ kids. i either don’t know or can’t pronounce (or both) their names#i only remember the oldest one’s name (bc he has a stereotypical frat boy name) and the one who’s named after a ninja turtle#but none of the rest. i think some of them have names from my cousins’ spouses’ home countries? dk about the others though#i’m 80% sure one of the girls was named something like ‘triceratops’ but that doesn’t seem right…#being named after a dinosaur sounds cool though… or any prehistoric creature really#if i could choose my own name i’d like it to be ‘coelacanth’#just so i can say ‘i coelacan’t do it!!!!!’ if someone asked me to do something i don’t wanna do. the pun potentials are endless mans#huh. wow… i started this off with a mad coworker and ended it by turning into a coelacanth… how did we get here anyway…?#oh wells no one reads the tags anyway uehxudjdjdjsjsjss my secrets are ✨safe✨
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scamatha-g-scamatha · 8 months
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Berdly think she has a crush on Scammy but she's actually a transgender awakening
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