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Is the armor inaccurate? Yes. Do i care? No.
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Some Lance doodles because why not
Is the armor inaccurate? Yes. Do i care? No.
pre-volume 2, i was actively CONVINCED vecna would say « i know what you are, micheal »
My brain has been rotted so ignore me but—
Tattoo artist Sero…
with his hair tied back, stray strands falling over his eyes while he works. His style is simple, mostly sketchy and fun pieces, but he sports a sleeve of intricate, delicate swirls. He's professional and kind while you talk through what you want, but excited—with a giant grin and eager eyes.
You're going for a stomach piece, one that stretches along your side, ending at your hip. Sero is focused while he works, usual grin replaced with a pursed mouth, brows knit tightly.
The pain is manageable, a flurry of fiery ants trailing your torso, but his warm fingertips distract you as they run up and down your skin, holding it in place as he makes each meticulous line, sometimes pressing the back of his hand into your navel. You hold your breath with each stroke and look away, overwhelmed from the sight of him—him so focused on you.
When he nears the end, where the ink continues down your hip, the tip of a slender finger curves into your waistband where it's ridden up. He's gentle, respectful, pulling just enough to uncover the edges of the final lines.
“Sorry,” he mumbles, eyes meeting yours for a split second—to confirm you're okay—before immediately returning to the skin under his fingers.
You lean your head back, clenching your jaw as you stare at the ceiling, taking steady breaths to manage the pain—and that tingling heat everywhere he's touching you.
shinsou thoughts...
"Honey," Lilith calls out as she enters the room with a pie in her hands. Did you request this? There was a note left on my desk with the words, cream pie."
Lilith's arrival lightens his day considerably, before she offers the sweet treat. Her inquiry has him choking a little on his tea, before he puts the cup down to save himself from spilling it. "Lilith, my own heart," he says cautiously, "I don't think that's what they were requesting."
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Should he have remembered the woman before him? The one that was adamant that they'd met before? His memory wasn't terrible and up until that point, he'd been all too confident in remembering faces. Chin tilted upwards when she mentioned sharing a joint by the dumpsters. Was it better to pretend like he remembered? And then they? What? "Look, I'm sorry, but I don't think we," he trailed off, the territory he was beginning to tread feeling dangerous. How did one claim something never happened without insinuating the other was a liar? "I think you're thinking of someone else, maybe?"
this btch is literally sweating because old card shop grandpa wont give him a card
@etlascivus said in the last 12 minutes
We really should have known that communism would fail. There were a lot of red flags.
If you rearrange the letters of mailman you get them very angry.
Why is peter pan always flying? He never lands
You know, dads are like boomerangs. At least I hope they are.
When does a man know he's become a dad? When it becomes a parent.
What has four letters, sometimes has nine letters, but never has five letters.
How much does a polar bear weigh? Enough to break the ice. Hi.
Two fish are in a tank. One says to the other: do you know how to drive this thing?
What's the difference between a cat and a complex sentence? One has claws at the end of its paws and one has pause at the end of its clause.s
Please stop.
GOD I REALLY PLAYED MYSELF WITH THIS RUGBY KURT PROMPT
I WAS NOT READY FOR HOW POWERFUL THAT IMAGE IS