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And here’s Anya’s twin! Sorry this took so long but! Better a little late than never!

[Transcript of my writing below in case you can’t read it]

* Name: Foxglove “Fox” Maddox
* Age: 19
* Bday: July 28th
* Gender: male (he/him)
* Ethnicity: Cuban, welsh/white
* Nationality: American (lived in wales as a young child, does not have a bit of an accent like Anya).
* Appearance: between 5’ 6" and 5’ 7", lean (in p good shape, but not particularly strong), medium-dark skin tone (warm undertones), large scar on back going from his right shoulder to his left hip, freckles and beauty marks on him face + body, neck length wavy brown hair (often tied up in some way or another), very dark brown eyes, medium sized round nose (slightly turned up), medium-thick brows
* Clothing: ?? Tbh I agonized over this for like an hour and kept coming up blank, so for now this is just. Up for interpretation I guess?


Note: my original idea for clothing was like. Hip hop dance clothes, and when I was looking up examples of that, I came across a picture with someone posing like the picture on the right so. Enjoy Fox in a probably v out of character pose (I haven’t really decided what his personality is yet)

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Thanks! Hope you like it 💕

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As Dean fell into bed with Cassie your eyes dropped from the TV to your phone. Jensen looked over at you laughing a little. 

“Uh, babe, you okay?”

“Huh?” your eyes came up quickly before dropping again. “Yep. I’m fine.” 

“Are you…jealous?” Turning your head you found a very cocky looking Jensen.  

“What? No! Why would I be?”

“Uh, because the second I fake fell into bed with a girl you couldn’t look away fast enough.” Rolling your eyes you looked back to your phone as Jensen threw an arm around your shoulder, pressing a kiss into the top of your head. 

“You know, I could make it up to you.” Slowly turning your head your nose brushed his. 

“And how exactly would you do that?” 

Jensen’s arm slid down from your shoulder to your waist, pulling you into his lap. His strong hands slid up your thighs, moving back to grab your ass. Rocking your hips into his, you leaned down, circling your arms around Jensen’s neck. 

Your lips met just as his hands gripped your hips, slowly grinding them into him. His soft tongue pushed past your lips, each of you groaning as the kiss deepened. Jensen’s hands lifted your shirt, your lips finding his the instant it was off. 

Pulling at the hem of his shirt, Jensen lifted it over his head as you worked at his jeans. Jensen grabbed you into his arms, pivoting and tossing you onto your back on the couch with a laugh. 

Pressing kisses up your stomach and between your breasts, Jensen quickly had you out of your pants as he pushed his own off his hips. Hovering over you, you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing his hot chest to yours. 

Jensen nudged your head back, pressing hot kisses down your neck as his fingers grazed your clit. Pressing down perfectly he circled his fingers, smiling into your collar bone as your hips mimicked his movements. 

Pulling his lips back to yours, you guided his hips between yours. Jensen groaned into your kiss as you pumped his length, lining him up with your entrance. Rocking his hips forward Jensen slowly pushed into you. 

Your hips ground into his, loving the feel of him filling you. Bringing his hips back, Jensen snapped them into yours. Slowly and deliberately Jensen drove into you, groaning as your nails dug into his back and shoulders. 

Sucking and nipping at your neck, your bodies moved together as you climbed. Jensen drove perfectly into your g-spot, again and again as you whimpered and moaned into his ear. His husky voice coaxed you closer to your edge as his fast moving hips drove you flying over. 

Jensen pressed gentle kisses up your jaw line, capturing your lips and kissing you deeply. Resting his forehead on yours Jensen’s eyes sparkled as they looked into yours. 

“Nothing to be jealous about Y/N, no one else makes me feel as good as you.” 

for my mother; (mini poems)
— 

i see a heroine with frizzed hair
sitting at the table with weary eyes
you have endured heartache and pain
since you took your first step
i wish to wash away your storm clouds
hovering over you
and let you rest your calloused feet


you have taught me to be stronger than steel
but soft and gentle like winter’s first snow;
louder than the average person’s brain
but respectfully quiet in the presence of others;
sorrowful like the weeping willows back home
but brave enough to try again tomorrow;


i see a beautiful woman struggling to make ends meet
trembling hands and quivering eyes in mid-breakdown
alone in her room to hide her weaknesses –
she cleans up nicely after a catastrophe but the scars
remain on her heart (band-aids never held her together) –
but she always makes do with materials on hand and tries
so hard to be the perfect mother (if only she could see
that her efforts are never forgotten or wasted on us)


she has been the diamonds in our empty black skies;
the love in our bleeding wounds; the staples in our
broken hearts; a hand to hold and shoulder to lean on;
the mistake fixer for every fault we’ve committed; a mother
worth every ounce of gold–

anonymous asked:

one word prompt: warm

hopefully u wanted baeksoo for this ‘cause that’s what ur gonna get B)


“You’re never getting this back,” says Kyungsoo, his hands retreating further into the sleeves of Baekhyun’s jacket. “You’ll have to pry it from my cold, dead hands.” He pauses. “Or warm and toasty dead hands.”

Baekhyun laughs. “That’s fine. I can just buy another one.” He ruffles Kyungsoo’s hair, earning himself a scowl. “Then we’ll match!”

“Wait, so you really don’t mind?” Kyungsoo blinks. His wide eyes always look so comically surprised.

Baekhyun gives him a once-over, taking in the slightly too large baseball jacket that hangs loosely from Kyungsoo’s narrow shoulders. There’s a kind of squirmy feeling in his insides. His mouth is oddly dry all of a sudden.

“Nope,” he says. “It looks good on you.”

The pleased smile Kyungsoo gives him makes the squirmy feelings intensify a hundred times over. Baekhyun doesn’t know what to do with that.

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((A few fun facts about our Devil boy))

1. He is about 5′3″. He’s a tiny little thing. (why do you think he wears those knee high heeled boots?)

2. He cares a lot about how he looks, focusing primarily on his clothes.

3. His job is to prevent souls from leaving the River Styxx and transporting souls to and from the city of Dis.

4. He gains energy from the suffering of souls but can eat human food with his favorite being pasta of course.

5. He wasn’t born. He kind of rose from the Styxx like this

6. In his true form, Lovi has four eyes, four horns, sharp spines protruding from his shoulders and just below the tuft at the end of his tail, and fire burning in varying places. He hates this form because he finds it “ugly”

7. His favorite song is “Pony” by Ginuwine (yes that’s that Magic Mike song)

8. His favorite place to draw energy on Earth is American public high schools because the misery inflicted on the adults by shitty kids is to die for.

9. He loves to flirt. Seriously, he’s almost as bad as a Lust demon

10. He has two tattoos total: a large sun on his left arm and a small red heart on his left ass cheek.

11. He has like six of those virgin killer sweaters. He discovered them when grey magic turned him into an angel. He had to compensate for the wings

When you were a Guest Star™ and have been dead for over a year but the shit show is still using your name and image...
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clique six dynamics (as ranked by my followers): #5 - maya hart & riley matthews 

you are my extraordinary relationship, maya. // i’d rather be a fool with you than be anything without you. 

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Although Steve cannot fight the magical evil by himself, he can at least give a hug to his brave (boy)friend :D

Stage 1 of the Dr Strange special event has ended and I still have not get Dr Strange ; w ; But at least I have the Iron Man Tech Wizard costume!

This art is inspired by the scene of Tony being defeated by the Zealot Boss. (Sorry that is totally my bad) Poor Tony, it must hurt a lot when he fell on the ground ; w ; So I decide to have Steve to give him a hug :D

And I want to have a hug from Tony too, my right shoulder have been in pain for days… QAQ

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Kaiba thinks his dragons are better than Yami’s dragons. They aren’t allowed to play with each other :( The Blue Eyes fam is really curious though.

In a world where Yami missed the boat to spirit land (more like something went wrong but nvm) and he gets his own body I would imagine he would try to separate his and Yugi’s identities.  I feel that he’d be a bit more conservative than Yugi and also wouldn’t wear a billion belts. more on this when I finish something just for this topic. Main point is for this picture, i couldn’t deside weather he looked better with  or not so here’s both versions

laurent: [glaring at govart] draw

damen: no no no no what is he doing, that smol golden bean?!?! does he not understand how tiny he is?!? this insufferable arrogant little pea thinks he’s going to win?!? he’s not thinking!!! oh no…he’s done for…he’s going to be killed…I am going to stand here and watch this horrid little man with his pretty hair and pampered skin and fine wrists die

laurent: [obliterates govart] get out of here, live or die, your choice [wipes off sword] and the rest of you, do better [struts away]

damen: …………..[turns to everyone else] holy shit fuck?!?!?1(✿♥‿♥) did you know about this?!?!? jORD DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS?!?! (✿♥‿♥)