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Me without you

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Omfgggggggg

I'm sure she's fine.

I promise there's context for this drawing it is actually from a fic I'm working on.

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Neuvillette's lovely day off with his daughters

the formatting in this is chefs kiss (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

does anyone remember the double rainbow song??

and everything is... rainbow ! 🌈

ᵎᵎ i do not own any images ALL CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL CREATORS ᵎᵎ

This is literally AMAZING 🔥😱😱😉👍🏻. Tumblr has some of the most talented people.

I love her

This was so good

wanted to try out this new brush so i decided to quickly line these old sketches. pokemon au komaeda & kamukura :)

just got too used to it, after a while.

we all know and love dog coded characters but what about their cousin, falcon coded characters. characters whose loyalty is fierce, but more distant, less physically affectionate, an unspoken but mutually understood bond. whose devotion to you is a language that only the two of you understand. whose fearsome appearance never lets you forget the privilege you hold in having earned that devotion. who require careful handling and patience to bond with, so you don't slip and cut yourself on their sharp edges. whose trust is given after you place yours in them, not before. whose dependence on you is less apparent but no less real. whose power is only equal to their fragility. who can easily leave your side, but will always return when you hold out your hand and call them home.

Hello!

I was just reading your Pokémon trainer ik au and I know ik doesn’t have a raticate or rattata but I’m just imagining, through some shenanigan or another, Barbatos ends up running into one and just loses his entire mind.

honestly i'd say any of rodent-like pokemon would give barbatos the heebie-jeebies, no matter how cute they are

pikachu, for example, the electric mouse pokemon - but barbatos doesn't know that. the little guy's sweet, sure! but.... why does he feel such a heavy fog weighing on him when he looks at it.......

also yeah he would take one look at a raticate (0.7m and 18.5kg) and pass out immediately

BIG WOMAN

BIG WOMAN

this is an oc i've had in the works for a while, her name is Celeste and she's an angel. I originally made her Bruce Wayne's (big) wife but later on, me and my friend @wildcreator decided to add their oc Maverick into it, since Mav is Bruce's ex husband, and now they are our beloved polycule.

Oh I had so much fun drawing everyone's kitties and trying out this style on so many varied and beautiful designs 🥰 I drew them all smiling because I want all these characters to flourish and be happy🥺

Fogpool is the founder of @cycloneclangen - I adore his gorgeous flowing fur and design, hes so stylish even when its so dang wimdy, the design always stuck out the first time I saw it. I'm looking forward to seeing how he survives on his own after the storm!!

Piperdapple is the fluffiest warrior of @sporeclan whomst design is one of my FAVOURITEs with the poofy fur and striped tail, but I also love her childish whimsy!! Looking forward to seeing her litter soon 😍 Sporeclan is so unpredictable with its mean rng qwq Fogfreckle is the wonderful deputy and brother of @nimbusclan 's leader, and I've always loved his design!! Clangen's heart pattern pelt becoming clouds is so creative, his eyes are so bright and augh- I'm so worried for this lil cat after the last update. He better be oKAY!

Velociraptor is a newer member of @clangenthriftclan that I just spent today reading and wowow I love the story of this comic. The style is wonderfully varied with the shape and expressions and it compliments the story so well - its a really long running clangen which is so inspiring to me. Definitely following for more ouo

Coniferheart is the deputy of Gravelclan, the starring story of @passing-moments !! I just read through this story too and I'm so interested to see more of the character's backstories and about that strange white kitty who gifted those 9 lives 👀

And last but not least! Shadestar the leader of @tidalclan I love the style of Tidalclan so much, there's so much personality in all the characters, and the journey from being 2 apprentices and a kit to a full clan is always so fun and interesting 🥺The latest lore drop was ough

Thank you everyone who requested a kitty and thank you again everyone who liked, reblogged and followed my comic so far!!! It's felt so nice having a real drawing muse again after months of nothing, I can't wait to get drawing more pages (also because then I get to play more and see what happens to my lil guys)

𖥻𖥻 - attention !!

pairing - professor!bangchan x student!reader

genre - fluff, smut minors, dni.

contents - reader is referred to as she/her, explicit language, pet names [pretty, baby, doll, princess, sweetheart] mutual pining, power imbalance [not explicitly written], age gap [5 years, everyone is of age!]

wc - 2.6k + 2 screenshots

warnings - female anatomy, fingering [f. receiving], oral [f. receiving], piv, protected sex, breeding kink if you squint, also a slight corruption kink, reader calls bang chan; mr. bang, chris, & sir [i think that's all???]

notes - this is extremely self indulgent (and my first time writing smut) don't mind me :D btw i don't condone this irl! this is purely fantasy. undercase is intentional. not proof read

chris tried to keep his staring to a minimum, but it was extremely difficult. you decided to come to class in a short, flowy skirt and a matching blouse that showed your cleavage off just enough to still be appropriate for uni. your goal today was to finally make a move on mr. bang, your professor. you waited until a friday rolled around so in case things didn’t go your way, you wouldn’t have to deal with the embarrassment of seeing him the next day.

you two have always had an obvious attraction to each other. not obvious enough to draw attention, but more than obvious to each other. you’d come into class early just to have a small chat with him before the lecture started. he’d seem to enjoy your company; always happy and open when you two were alone and he would leave his classroom door cracked so you would know you’re welcome in. you’ve developed a crush on him to say the least, exiting his class with a fluttering heart and sodden panties just from your casual conversations.

twelve minutes. just twelve minutes until your peers begin to pour out of the lecture hall and you'd be all alone with chris. your heart is pounding, nerves and excitement flooding your veins. you occupy yourself with your phone so time seems to pass quicker. your confidence dissipates as the minutes count down but you decide to stick to your plan. you pull your phone out to open the group chat with your closest friends to help calm your nerves.

before you get the chance to respond, you hear chris dismissing the class. people get up at their own paces, tidying their space up before leaving. you watch as each of your peers leave one by one. you pretend to busy yourself with packing to not look suspicious to chris or your fellow classmates. you watch as the last person exits the lecture hall and silence fills the now practically empty room. you grab your black tote bag and stand, shakily walking over to chris's desk.

"good afternoon, mr. bang" you say shyly, unsure if your presence is currently welcome or not.

"good afternoon y/n." chris says with a smile. "you know you can call me chris, right?"

"y-yes, yes i know. i'm just. i don't know. nervous, i guess?" chris looks at you with a small head tilt, slightly confused and concerned by your nerves. he watches as you place your tote on the floor and rest against his desk.

"nervous? do you know why?" he asks looking up at you. your heart clenches at his words, not exactly knowing how to respond. you think and begin to realise feigning confidence is the best way to go about this.

"because of you" you say, not exactly sure how he'd react. you see one of his eyebrows raise for a second but he regains his composure.

"me? why? oh shit, i didn't do anything to make you uncomfortable, did i?" he asks as he gets up from his chair and stands in front of you, concern overtaking his features.

"no! no no, you didn't, it's just.. okay." you say before taking in and releasing a deep breath "so. i just wanted to know if… you were single?" you ask as you look up into his questioning eyes. the inquiry seems to calm his nerves as concern leaves his face and is replaced by a soft smile.

"why? who's asking, hmm?" he hums as he inches towards you.

"chris, don't tease okay?" you whine with a pout, but his answer seems to lean towards him being single.

"oh i'm not teasing, just curious. would the person asking happen to be the pretty girl standing in front of me?" he asks, his confidence growing when he notices how you react to his words; face flushed and cheeks tinted red as you nibble on your bottom lip.

"yes, i'm asking" you look away as he seems to be getting closer and closer, his cologne beginning to waft towards you. he chuckles deeply as he takes his hand and places it on your waist softly, giving you an option to push him away.

"and why are you asking?" chris asks looking down at you "is it maybe because… you want me y/n?" you look back up into his darkening eyes and nod slowly. his touch sets you ablaze and his gaze melts you from your heart to your core. "oh, so is that why you dressed so pretty today? trying to get my attention, baby?" you nod and this gives chris the green light to continue his teasing, his hand now softly gripping your waist as his unoccupied one reaches up to gently take your chin between his index finger and thumb, tilting your face up when you take a moment to respond to him. "i asked you a question, pretty"

"yes, you're why i dressed up. wanted your attention" your voice already seems to be softer than usual and chris takes note of that.

"but you already had it, baby. you just needed to ask" chris speaks softly as he searches deep into your eyes, already seeing how they're hazy and clouded with lust.

"can i kiss you, doll?" chris whispers, your faces mere inches apart. you whimper and nod rapidly, eliciting a deep chuckle out of chris before he closes the gap between you two. his kiss is so soft and tender, it makes your head spin. you bring your hands up to wrap around his shoulders as the kiss deepens slowly, the action causing your chests to press together.

"chris" your voice trails off into a breathy moan as chris deepens the kiss, his hands exploring the curves of your body with hungry desire. you feel his lips trail down from yours to your neck, igniting a trail of fire wherever they touch. with each kiss and caress, your inhibitions melt away, replaced by a primal need for him. small whines leave your slightly parted lips as he begins to suck small marks into the smooth skin of your heated neck. your hands thread into his hair and give a slight tug, eliciting a soft, muffled moan from him.

chris’s hands roam lower, teasing the hem of your skirt before sliding underneath, sending shivers up your spine. you gasp as his fingers dance along the sensitive skin of your upper thighs, slowly inching closer to your aching core.

"chris," you whisper again, this time with a hint of urgency, your fingers continuing to tangle in his hair as you pull him closer. his name coming from your lips in such a desperate manner only makes him crave you more. you plea for more of him, the passion that simmers between the two of you growing.

he responds with a low groan of his own, his desire mirroring yours as he lifts you by your hips and spins you two around, setting you on the cool surface, making you keen as it hits your heated skin. with a hunger that borders on desperation, you arch into him as he slots himself between your thighs. your clothed cores press together softly causing you both to groan suddenly. you feel him against you, his thick length pressing into your clothed cunt and it drives you to start begging, needing more and more of him by the second.

“chris, chris please. i want you so bad, please. can you please take me, sir?” you say in a soft, sweet voice as he rises from your neck to look down into your almost teary eyes. your words cause him to stifle groan but nod all the less. he pulls you into a deep kiss before responding.

“yeah pretty? you want me to fuck you right here? on my desk?” chan asks with a grunt, his voice causing you to cant your hips into his. he pulls you into another kiss, his hand caressing the back of your neck. “let’s. my office. we can’t stay here.” chris grunts between heated kisses. you simply nod, not wanting your lips to part. he pulls away and plants one last peck before lifting you by your hips again and placing you on wobbly legs back onto the floor.

"yes, yes we can. that was your last class today. j-just lock the door, please sir. i need you so bad" you whine out, hands still tangled in his hair as he leans down to suck a dark mark into your neck. he hums against you, pulling away to quickly make sure his door is locked. he makes his way back to you, watching as you take it upon yourself to pull your shirt off. you, sitting pretty on his desk, wearing nothing but that slutty skirt and a black, lace bralette flips a switch in him.

"god, you're pretty" chris says, his hands now gripping your hips as you lean up to wrap your arms around his neck. he leans down to kiss you again, this time softer and more sensual and you can't help but keen into it, lightly scratching his scalp. the kiss quickly heats up again, both of you rutting against each other as you moan into the now sloppy kiss.

"need to taste you baby" chris groans against your lips, pulling away from the kiss to peck his way down your neck and chest, stopping at your breasts. you both groan as he licks your bud through the thin fabric of your bralette and brings his hand up to cradle your other breast, massaging your nipple through the fabric. you moan and throw your head back at the feeling.

"m-more.. please give me more, chris" you whimper out, feeling him give in and kiss his way down to your skirt, going past it and kissing up your thighs before bringing them to rest over his shoulders. he kisses your clit through your sodden panties, scooting back slightly so he's able to tear them off your body in one swift motion. he stares at your drooling cunt, his mouth practically watering before he dives in.

"oh- oh god-" you whine, cutting yourself off with sharp gasps as he laves at your pussy. you tangle your fingers in his hair again, tugging each time he hits the perfect pace. he groans into your cunt, continuing to lap it you as he brings one hand up, caressing your folds before slipping his finger in. you can't help but clench around him, his finger setting a quick, deep pace. his other hand comes up to play with your breast again, rubbing his thumb over the bud while you writhe and buck your hips into his face.

"chris- ngghhh chris i'm close" you say softly, making sure to keep the volume of your moans low. he hums into your cunt, adding another finger and lapping rhythmically at your clit as he looks up past the hem of your skirt to stare straight into your sultry eyes. his look alone sends you over the edge, his ministrations slowing but still guiding you through your orgasm as your moans come to a halt. you gasp and your thighs shake around his head while he moans into your cunt, white hot waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

chris stands back up after your aftershocks clam down and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "my god, you're divine princess" he whispers before crashing his mouth into yours, your mouth already open from the silent cries you've been letting out. you moan into the kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue. you hear the sound of chris unbuckling his belt, pushing his slacks down before breaking the kiss. you look down to see him polishing his fucking thick cock and moan at the sight. "can i fuck you, sweetheart?" he asks, you gaze shooting back up to his face at his words

"yes, yes please chris. need you to fuck me, p-please" you beg, desperation apparent. he chuckles, reaching into his briefcase pocket to pull out a condom.

"no need to beg, baby. i want this just as much as you" he says softly, moving to kiss you gently before pulling away to ask "can you stand, baby? want you bent over the desk, yeah?" you nod with a small smile, lifting yourself off of his desk to lean over it, wiggling your hips back to entice him. he hums before carefully ripping the condom open and smoothing it down his cock. you look over your shoulder, eyes wide at the sheer size of him and he chuckles again. he moves his hand to play with the hem of your skirt before asking “can we keep this on baby? wanna fuck you in your pretty skirt.” you nod, muttering a soft 'yes' and feel him hiking it up slightly. "so pretty" he softly mutters.

"'s big" you say dumbly, feeling him line his tip up with your entrance. you look back up into his eyes, grasping the edges of his desk as he slowly pushes into you. your eyes screw shut at the intrusion, the stretch delicious as a soft moan falls from your lips. chris isn't faring any better, his eyes rolling back as he bottoms out, letting out a rough groan. "fuck-" you whimper

"s big baby?" he mocks "aww poor thing. i know you can take it, can’t you?" he asks, his voice gravely from arousal. he tentatively grinds his hips into yours, both of you making soft noises at the feeling. "tight fuckin' cunt, princess." chris groans out before leaning over your back, placing soft kisses on your shoulder as his hips pick up the pace rapidly. your eyes roll back at the pounding you receive, the only sounds in his lecture hall being sinful moans and skin slapping together. he groans into the crook of your neck before lifting himself back up, his hands grasping your hips before he uses the leverage to fuck you back onto his cock.

"fuck, chris" you softly moan out, trying your best to keep your voice down. he pistons into you with earnest, his grunts and pants going straight to your core. you subconsciously clench around him, his pace faltering for a moment.

"baby, you can't do that. i'll cum too early if you keep tightening your pretty pussy" he groans, leaning slightly over you and placing a hand on your lower back to arch it slightly more. he stares down at the view of your cunt swallowing his length and knows he won't last. he leans back down over you, bringing a hand down to massage your clit. you moan out again, trying your best not to cry out at the feeling.

"chris! please, please i'm so close" you beg, unsure what you're even begging for. he grunts and doubles his efforts, both of your bodies almost slick with sweat.

"that's it baby, need you to cum all over my cock, yeah? make your cunt all sloppy for me. make a fuckin' mess" chris groans out against the back of your neck. his words push you over the edge, you slapping a hand over your mouth as you milk his cock. "gonna cum. gonna keep your pretty pussy full of me for fuckin' weeks" you hear chris practically growling behind you but can't make out his words, pure bliss shutting your brain off. you feel his thrusts get sloppier and he groans before trusting one, two, three times, stilling and groaning as he spills his load into the condom. he collapses behind you, slightly crushing you with his weight as he peppers soft, sweet kisses across your back and down your spine. "so so good, baby. you did so good for me"

"c-chris" you groan out "can't. breathe." you hear him chuckle behind you, muttering a quick apology before standing up and slowly sliding his softening cock out of your spent core. you both moan softly at the feeling. he holds the condom at the base while he slides it off, tying it off and throwing it in the bin under his desk. "so... guess you're glad i got your attention?"

notes - did i end this with a corny line? yes i did 🙂‍↕️ thank you to anyone who reads! like i’ve said, feedback is appreciated! positive or negative. if i can improve in any way i’d love to know! tysm for reading again ^^

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Chef's kiss 😭🤌💋

Could you draw ace and Sabo and Luffy and Dadan cuddling and also kill sabos bio parents pls

Of course I can.

Love dadan and her three feral cats

Thanks for the request!

Wow, this is so

✨️perfect ✨️

Percy’s op ship codex part 1/?

Had people drop ships to see what my opinions on them were on twitter, these are what I’ve got so far!

No particular order, which are your favorites and do you agree with my assessments If you have different thoughts on their dynamics id love to hear them ❣️

gordon ramsey: is the food good here?

underpaid server: 

"Leo never gave up on us. I'm not giving up on him"

i love dekus european vacation roadtrip boyfriend

Mwah mwah…yes!!

non sexual intimacy!!!! bathing together, washing each other, playing with each other's hair, kissing every inch of their body, writing love letters on their back with your finger, connecting their moles and freckles to create constellations on their skin, running your hands up and down their thighs, ugh just expressing physical love without it having to be about sex!!!!

「HopeInMyWorld ❀ Do not edit in any way」(1, 2, 3)

Denki Kaminari VS The World

when you surprise them with a kiss! ˊˎ-

୫ includes : bakugou, midoriya, shoto, denki 

୫ note : fluff. may be slightly suggestive in bakugou’s.

ᕱ‧ BAKUGOU’s eyes open wide as you press your mouth to his, your arms finding their place on his shoulders. it barely takes him a second to relax into your hold, his hands moving to your waist to tug you closer. “come back here idiot,” he says when you pull away, “we’re not done yet.”

ᕱ‧ IZUKU turns red from head to toe as you peck his lips softly without warning. “baby, hey?” he stutters out hesistantly, calming down when slip your hands into his. “just wanted to kiss you, is all,” you say, smiling as he nods and plants one on your cheek.

ᕱ‧ SHOTO feels warmth spread through his chest as you lean in towards him and kiss his nose gently. “thank you, my love,” he says as he litters your palms with sweet kisses, and you can feel your heart skip a beat at your lover’s pure affection.

ᕱ‧ DENKI beams as you press a kiss to his forehead, immediately abandoning what he’s doing to plop his head in your lap. “hey babe,” he grins up at you, turning to bury his face comfortably into your tummy, “do that again.”

ᕱ‧ SHINSOU tries hard to hide his blush when you plant a kiss on his neck, utterly failing as the red spreads to his ears. “what was that for?” he mutters, shifting to tuck his face into your side, “gimme another.”

thank you for reading! reblogs appreciated <3

The Prince

Prince!Iida x Tutor!Reader

Fluff, Pining, Humor, Slight Angst (?)

Words: 5K

Warnings: Brief mention of blood/assassins

The floor rumbles beneath dozens of pairs of shoes and even though it’s almost completely covered, you catch flashes of the polished wood between songs.  It shimmers, reflecting back the lights of the chandelier, twinkling brightly enough to rival the stars. However beautiful and spectacular it all seemed though, you still missed spending hours alone, watching the real stars.  Your work in Inginea had left you with very little time to explore; your nights usually consisted of preparing lessons and lectures deemed fitting for members of the royal family.  It would be nice to spend time outdoors again, to feel the cool night air tickle your nose, making the hairs on the back of your neck rise.  Then again, the next time you experienced that, you’d likely be standing on the deck of some ship that was homeward bound, carrying you far away from this place and its people.  That part wasn’t so nice. In fact, it was downright depressing.

You’re jolted from your self-pity when you recognize a familiar face from across the dancefloor.  You hadn’t expected to meet Iida here tonight, but you can’t say that it’s a shock to see him standing there, seeming uncharacteristically frazzled as he sidles through the mass of swirling bodies surrounding him.  

It’s his posture that gives him away; no common person ever made such an effort to keep his shoulders so far back, his chin so steeply angled upward, his feet so firmly planted—like he was imitating the oaks lining the perimeter of the castle gates.  No, the decorum with which this man carried himself was the sort that they only taught royalty—only taught princes.  You grin and begin to shimmy your way through the crowd.

It takes more than a few gentle nudges and one less-than-subtle shove, but you eventually brave the chaos and reach him.  To his credit, Iida’s disguise was spot-on. There wasn’t a sign of his family’s sigil on any of his garments. No royal blue doublet covering his chest, no moonstone pendants gracing his neck; he had obviously gone out of his way to pass himself off as common—a near-impossible feat given the fact that the man practically oozed refinement.  Still, the laces of his shirt are frayed now and his britches stained.  If you hadn’t known his face so well, you might’ve thought him a stablehand and not the next in line for his father’s throne.  

“It’s a pleasant surprise to see you this far from the palace, sir.”  You greet him, careful to avoid using his true title. Iida flinches when you address him, but then he squints and realizes it’s only you.  He frowns.

“Was I really that easy to pick out of the crowd?  I was certain that this time, my attire was—”

“It wasn’t your attire that betrayed you.”  Had anyone from the palace witnessed the way you’d interrupted the crown prince, you might’ve received your dismissal much earlier than you intended to.  Then again, others might have been wholly more apathetic towards the situation.  Everyone was still rather confused when it came to the proper way of addressing each of the princes.  After all, Tenya Iida was the younger of the Iida brothers. He’d been raised with the same careful care and instruction as his brother all his life, for no reason other than tradition.  Because originally, Tenya wasn’t supposed to be the next king.

“To the average person, yes, you look perfectly ordinary.  But me?  I know you too well for that.  I also don’t know a single lordling that puts so much effort into the way he stands.  It was a noble effort though.  Well-thought-out.”

You nod him away from the crowd with your chin, leading him towards a quieter corner of the hall.  Nobody bats an eye. The common people knew of their king and queen, yes, but the royal children were another matter altogether.  Tensei’s face had been woven into banners lining the wall in the days leading to his coronation, so at least a few would recognize him.  Tenya had no banners, and thus, no face as far as the public was concerned.  That would change soon enough, though.

It wasn’t uncommon for assassins to be sent after royalty.  Enemies to the crown, families of those accused of treason, even other princes and princesses had all been historically known to hire men to “do away with” their opponents.  What wasn’t common was for these killers-for-hire to make it past the palace walls—to make it to the crown prince ’s chamber, unseen.  Nobody but Tensei could know for certain what occurred that fateful night, but castle gossip would have you believe a dozen versions of the same story, all with the same conclusion: an assassin lying in a pool of their own blood and a prince that was now crippled from the waist down.

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