Dingo And The Baby

"They want me back home, Erma."

"..."

"... But I don't have the strength to tell them."

non prosthetic savage ... you live in my head rent free, and i absolutely adore you.

There's a piece of Maul ai art going around and I had left a comment saying it was ai and OP deleted it 💀💀💀

I was doodling the boys and I got a little carried away. I was thinking that when Maul first takes Ezra on as his apprentice they would have a lot of issues with communication. Maul isn’t used to having a moody teen in his life. BUT HE IS TRYING. Ezra has to be more open about what he wants. Eventually they work things out. ❤️

This sinful masterpiece got me spiraling.

Thank you, @andrabeets

TW: NFSW/Religious content (kinda?)

Priest!John Price x F!Reader

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Father John stood before you, his dark robes blending into the shadows, only his face illuminated by the soft light of the candles. His eyes were on you, watching, studying.

He knew why you were there, knew the true motives behind your late-night visits to the church. It wasn't faith that had brought you to your knees once again.

Slowly, he reached out, his hand hovering above your head for just a moment, as if hesitating. But then his fingers sank into your hair, threading through the strands with a tenderness that made your breath catch in your throat.

You didn’t dare move, didn’t speak.

"Does your husband know you're here?" The older man's voice was low, almost a whisper, as he looked down at you.

Eyes wide, you gazed up at him, glistening with a sweetness that you knew would draw him in.

''I’m just visiting the church, Father,'' You replied with lips curving into a slow, innocent smile before continuing, ''I came to confess my sins, to repent.''

"You know what that means, don't you?" He rasped, his restraint slipping with every second.

A soft, menacing chuckle escaped your lips as you leaned in closer, feeling the heat of his struggle brushing past your face. "Yes, Father. I do."

Before you could fully grasp the weight of your own words, you felt the blunt pressure of his cock forcing its way past your lips, hitting the back of your throat with a demanding thrust. The saliva that had pooled in your mouth spilled out, dripping down onto your exposed cleavage.

He was enormous, his length extending well past his navel, the thickness comparable to your wrist and each thrust was a relentless, stretching your mouth and throat to their limits. Naturally, tears welled up, blurring your vision and deepening your sense of submission to the man above.

All you wanted was to look up at his face, to see how he scrunched his brow and gazed at you as though you were the object of worship rather than the worshipper.

If this is what sin felt like, if this was the exhilaration of crossing every boundary, then you were ready to embrace it completely and dive headfirst into the abyss.

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I CAN'T FIND ANYTHING TO BE SAD ABOUT! [SPEEDPAINT]

Reblogs always appreciated!

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I'm drawing Russ' talk sprites right now and omg why do we all sleep on him?? He's hot as fuck

Orsis Academy Yearbook, Class of 39BBY.

Unwavering discipline, unmatched skills in combat. Maul is a student whose precision on the field and focus in the classrooms have set an example that inspires many. Already he is a force to be reckoned with. As he moves forward in years to come, we know he will conquer whatever challenges come they may and reach the end game. Keep the fire burning bright!

Colored a warm-up sketch from last week after a lukewarm vacation.

(I think Maul was probably a cute kid, despite the initial shock of his tattoos. Maybe partly why Talzin favors him. Also, Kilindi def immediately took an interest in the kid haha)

me when i walk into bath and body works and 10 smells hit me at once, triggering a migraine

I KNOW THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A HORRIBLE AND SAD MOMENT, BUT LIKE- MAUL'S FACE IS SO FUNNY HERE

"This old bag of bones is fucking talking right now?"