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If the walls in my house weren’t paper thin I would be posting audios of me jerking off and whining into the mic I just want yall to know that
Still looking pregnant? 🤰
idk you tell me
Sculpture of Edalyn Clawthorne from The Owl House. It is a show that brings me joy, so I knew I'd have to make something bigger from it at some point.
Made entirely out of earthenware clay. Like most of my other sculptures, she'll be painted once fired. She'll also get long pointy nails when that happens.
I chose to give her more human proportions here. I could have made her full cartoon-style, but didn't feel like it- I just prefer it this way.
It's pretty unusual for me to do anything so stylistically... Flat, so it took a while for me to get used to that. Once I did, though, it was fun. I do enjoy not having to spend hours rendering hair textures and the like.
And it's just kind of cool to have a tiny Eda on my desk. This one will be good painting.
That probably won't be for a while, since I won't have kiln access for some time. Something to look forwards to regardless. Enjoy this Eda for now!
rip neil josten you would’ve loved ragebait
Hey you said requests are open right?
I love with werewolves who are obsessed with their partners. Just overwhelmingly in love with their partner. (And they just LOVE railing the human)
So if you have any ideas about that I'd appreciate it very much.
My requests are open! It just might take me a while because life and kids and all of that but! I always have ideas for werewolves 🤤
MDNI
M!werewolf x f!reader, established relationship, knotting, enthusiastic consent all the way around, blue collar werewolf, shower sex, biting, slight breeding kink
He's normally home before you. Normally so much before you that he already has some chores done and your 'lazy clothes' as you like to call them set out on the bed for you so you can change the second you're out of the shower after a long day of work. But whatever build he's on right now has him staying out later and later to the point that for the first time in your entire relationship, you got home before him.
This was so rare in fact that for a good long moment you were almost at a loss for what to do. This threw off your entire routine! Letting out a long sigh you shrug and kick your shoes off at the door, pushing them neatly into their spot before padding your way to the bathroom. You check your phone on the way through the hall a little disappointed to find that you don't have any texts. He must be really busy if he isn't even sending you the normal random texts while hes at work. You counted one day, he sent you fifty texts throughout his shift. Most completely innocent, just little things like reminders of how much he loves you, pictures of flowers he thinks you'll like while he's at job sites, some were the absolutely filthy things he wanted to do to you the second you stepped through the door.
Setting your phone on the counter you strip unceremoniously and start the water for the shower. Might as well get clean while you wait, no use in going completely off routine. After this you'll make dinner, do some laundry, you make a veritable checklist of all of the chores that need done as you step into the steamy water. The sudden flood of water over you completely blocking out the sound of the front door slamming open.
You are enjoying the way the water loosens your tight muscles, the way it runs over your scalp soothing the stress of the day out of you as you lather shampoo into your hair when the curtain is almost violently ripped back, making you scream in surprise as you look at your boyfriend standing on the other side of the tub panting as if he ran all the way from the job site.
"What the hell are you doing?!" You scream as you stand there shocked feeling the shampoo start to run down your temples getting dangerously close to your eyes. He lets out a huff and pushes closer to you his nose pressing against yours before he takes in a deep inhale and brings his hands up, carefully swiping away the straying shampoo before it can get into your eyes.
"i am a writer" i whisper as i use the word 'abhorrent' in a petty text to describe my dismay at seeing a speck of dirt on the carpet