lunaysuarte
Amante del arte y los gatos lol@lannoss.bsky.social
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some really beautiful african architecture because honestly this site is so western-centric
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I'm anxious
‼️Emergency please don't skip‼️
🇵🇸 save family lost their home ,dreams and everything in Gaza 🇵🇸
This is my home before the war and after the war how it became💔💔💔
Before: After:
We have been through many wars before, but this war was not like the ones before it. Our lives were turned upside down. We became displaced from one place to another. We are the Anas family, residents of northern Gaza, specifically in the Shujaiya area. In the first week of the war, we fled our home because everyone considered our home to be in a dangerous area. We moved to the Rimal area, specifically in the middle of Gaza. There, we received the news that our home, which contained all our beautiful memories, was bombed. Suddenly, it was gone!!! Just thinking that your home, which you worked hard on and built from scratch and took a lot of your life, was gone in less than a second ! After a while, we left the sands to the Al-Zawaida area because of the heavy shelling. We stayed there for about two weeks, and then the terrorist army asked us to go to Rafah. We actually fled for the fourth time to Rafah and stayed there for two months, some of the most difficult days of our lives, as there was no way or means to live a normal life. 😔😔 After that, because of the invasion of Rafah, we moved to Deir al-Balah. Now, we are in very difficult and oppressive circumstances.
We are asking you with all shame to support and stand by us in these difficult circumstances that everyone knows because we lost our home, our work and any stable source of income. Thank you all.
🔗 🔗 Gofundme link for donations 👇👇👇👇🔗 🔗
Please, we are in dire need of you and your support. If you cannot donate, you can share☹️❤️🥹
Even $5 will make a big difference and save us!
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TERF is just transphobia that uses misogynistic arguments that go against feminism.
DEATH TO JK
Doing some uhh documentation
about how cute the boys were as kids
about how Dante would try and coax Vergil away from reading so they could bang swords together
for the sake of my research this is important material....
Hannigram zombie au
-Hannibal:AAAAAAAAAAAAH I HAVE WORMS IN MY URETHRA .
A Necessity
Vergil Sparda x Reader
summary: an unbearably human gesture to show that he wished you well. Prequel
warnings & contents: fluff with tEnSiOn (no other way to write it); Vergil is vergiling; flower gifting (with Vergil, definitely a warning); could be age gap, could be none; the reader could be any gender; no mentions of y/n
a/n: am having way too much fun writing for this man. As always, proceed at your own risk. Minors DNI! Masterlist xoxo
soundtrack: now that we’re alone — the people’s thieves
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Whatever he was doing in that moment, it was not necessary. And anything unnecessary felt unnatural to him. After all, necessity had been at the core of his actions for far too long; it was ingrained into his very being for decades. Since he had become lost, since his childhood he pursued no desires—only needs. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have commanded the impressive power he wielded now. In his opinion, desires existed only to weaken human beings, and neither weakness nor humanity was something Vergil could afford to embrace—or truly wished to, given the circumstances. After all, greatness demanded sacrifice.
Then why, despite being unnecessary, did those visits to you—both promised and unspoken—start to feel so natural lately? He had far more important things to focus on than indulging his own curiosity while standing at your doorstep. He had always excelled at managing his priorities. So how could you, his poisonous desire, his deadly want, have become one? How did it come to be that you transformed into a need? A necessity.
In his world, necessities were meant to make him stronger—while you were meant to be his forbidden weakness. Now, in his world, you were a walking and talking contradiction. Uninvited. Yet, welcomed. Impossible. Yet, inherently natural.
“Vergil.”
You opened the door just moments after he knocked. Had you been waiting for him? Impossible. Yet, it might have felt natural for you. He was only beginning to realise that you might have foolishly waited for him like this many times before. At the thought of it, he felt nothing—at least, that’s what he wanted to believe in. Feeling anything else would’ve been unnatural. Dangerous. Forbidden.
In the meanwhile, you stared at him. You couldn't believe it, and both your facial expression and tone of your voice conveyed that clearly, unmistakably.
He wasn’t sure if it was a good sign or a bad one.
“What is this?”
His gaze dropped to the object in his hand. Pale violet flowers, brought into a small bouquet, were cascading down his palm.
“Wisteria.”
“Why?”
He blinked at your question, his shoulders tightened. A wave of frustration washing over him. Why had he even bothered? He felt like an idiot, and he should’ve seen this coming. This was consequential, after all. He had taken the foolish advice of his equally foolish brother—and somehow acted on it. He should have known better.
You noticed his discomfort and shook your head gently. With his silent permission, you took the bouquet from his hands, admiring its simple beauty. He watched you with a hint of puzzlement in his furrowed brow.
“I’m sorry. That came out wrong,” you acknowledged softly. Naturally, you needed no explanation for why he brought you flowers. It was an unexpected gesture on his part, but common enough—though among humans. “Why wisteria?”
The puzzlement on his face shifted to surprise, and he seemed genuinely pleased. He hadn’t expected you to be this thoughtful.
“It represents good luck,” he replied, his eyes locked on you. “As well as long life and prosperity. I thought these would never hurt.”
He also chose wisteria because the very thought of bringing you something as vulgar as roses—like Dante suggested—was threatening to give him a heart attack. But he also wanted you to know that he wished you well, despite his chaotic presence in your life.
You hummed in response. “I see,” a smile tugged at your lips. “Thank you.”
He nodded, awkwardly lingering at the doorstep.
“May I come in?”
“Sure.”
You stepped aside, allowing him to slip into the apartment. He set Yamato down, leaning the sword in its sheath against the wall as casually as someone might drop a set of keys onto a table upon arriving home. Then he knelt to unbuckle the straps, removing the protective leather piece from his shin, and only after did he take off his shoes.
When he stood up from his knees, you had already placed the wisteria in a delicate vase and set it on the bureau in the hallway.
And now, you stood directly in front of him.
“Why?” you asked again, your voice quieter this time.
This time he could sense what was on your mind. Why had he returned?
“Because I promised,” he replied calmly, thinking it was obvious. He’d been many things, both good and bad, but he wouldn’t break this promise.
“You didn’t have to,” you insisted. He took a deep, steadying breath.
“I didn’t,” he admitted. As he had thought before, this wasn’t necessary. “But I wanted to,” he added.
Your eyes widened, your limbs froze, and your heart stuttered.
“I needed to,” he concluded at last, his eyes never leaving yours. His wants and needs had now intertwined, leaving him with a growing headache and a fearful pit in his stomach. Yet there were no regrets; he had enough of those over the past couple of decades.
You said nothing at first, the weight of his confession sinking in. At your silence, he thought of the worst, as he often did, so he muttered. “But if you don’t want me, I’d understand.”
You thought about it, then stepped right into him, encroaching on his cherished personal space as your arms wrapped around his waist. Caught off guard, he faltered under your affectionate touch.
This wasn’t supposed to feel right. Instead, it felt necessary. After a moment of hesitation, his hand settled on your back, pulling you closer.
“You thought,” you scoffed gently, a hint of approval in your voice.
trying CSP
Let's hear it from my fellow villainfuckers and monsterfuckers, I know you're out there
spacedogs!!!!
*In the bathtub
Nigel was with Adam taking a quiet bath, one in front of the other seeing each other talking as usual or well, Adam talking while Nigel listens,He had had the idea and put all his effort into preparing the bathtub properly.
-Adam: And that's how the first photo of a black hole was taken.
-Nigel:It's too unnecessary, I just need to open your buttocks and there I see one up close
-Adam:Oh
-Nigel:Now, get on all fours and show me those moons.
Adam, with a puzzled face, had his member standing and hard, but in reality he did not have a penis, but a vagina, but it felt like he had one. In four he had to see the bathroom tile while Nigel with those nice, soft, tender and delicious buttocks in his face began to caress them,He squeezed and molded them like dough because he wanted to make bread, their 30cm became 35cm touching the astronaut's tummy.
-Adam: Please don't bite.
-Nigel: They're too cute to hurt.
Opening them, Nigel saw that * and could only kiss it, with a finger he caressed it and then with the tip of his tongue he caressed it,Adam was red the tongue went deeper.
-Adam:Aaaaah not the fingers not the fingers
Yes the fingers, Nigel masturbated and exploded
-Nigel: Delicious cakes
End
(This is my first fanfic ❤️❤️✨🫰🏼)
Vergil mpreg
Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please.
He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina He has a vagina
Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex
I don't know whether to laugh or throw myself in front of a train.It's like a mixture of the strongest love, happiness and hate I've ever felt.
Ambivalence, that's the word.
That Vergil literally says that line
A classic 🍋
I always welcome any anti-American propaganda, but it wasn't necessary for demons to be a metaphor for refugees to do so.Also, was it necessary to use demons as a metaphor for refugees???
I am against censorship, but that doesn't mean I will defend a pedophile book.
A simple fanart of Dante while I wait anxiously for the new anime ✨✨✨
You're not a weirdo
You are not very different from a person who makes a joke about someone's suicide that occurred just a few weeks ago, if you are not able to understand how the problematic situation that causes many victims per year because you don't care and it doesn't affect you Nothing gives you the right to sexualize or fetishize something horrible
Call me Anti or moralist but it is important to be aware of what one consumes and creates.
It is important to have respect for the topics being discussed and to show them as they should be.
I also like strange or not so strange things but I put limits on things that I know I like and I am able to enjoy it like Hannibal And a lot of horror content where sexuality is the order of the day from the material itself as well as from the fans.
But I always draw the line when things like rape are trivialized.
I'm bothered by pedophilia (I won't say the age difference, I'll just call it what it is) and the things they do, but I'm not bothered by incest when it's with older characters.
This is how I consume anything and I say it as an example only.
(Now that I think about it, it's quite similar to the topic of black humor🤔)
And this conversation must take place and not simply insult or make excuses.
Comic panel
I've been trying to improve my inking, I succeeded in some parts and then not so much.
<3
Updated
The last thing I drew
Includes comic panels and sketches of some Oc
Penguin in a bar
My God, I'm so lonelySo I open the windowTo hear sounds of peopleTo hear sounds of peopleVenus, planet of loveWas destroyed by global warmingDid its people want too much, too?Did its people want too much?And I don't want your pityI just want somebody near meGuess I'm a cowardI just want to feel alrightAnd I know no one will save meI just need someone to kissGive me one good honest kissAnd I'll be alrightNobody, nobody, nobodyNobody, nobodyOoh, nobody, nobody, nobodyI've been big and smallAnd big and smallAnd big and small againAnd still nobody wants meStill nobody wants meAnd I know no one will save meI'm just asking for a kissGive me one good movie kissAnd I'll be alrightNobody, nobody, nobodyNobody, nobodyOoh, nobody, nobodyNobody, nobody, nobodyNobody, nobody, nobody, nobodyNobody, nobody, nobody, nobodyNobody, nobody, nobody (nobody)(Nobody, nobody)Nobody, nobodyNobody, nobody, no
If you notice, there are no other half-vampires like Alucard.
Which makes sense if you think about it, you're an immortal vampire who can be killed by the sun and you end up finding out that you can see other vampires with the same abilities with the difference that they cannot die from the sun.
Clearly you wouldn't want to create another supernatural race that could literally make you extinct.
I don't know if only Dracula could have children or other vampires can too but nobody knew about that, but surely yes
@pleumier
I don't think he has any followers other than bots, I'll find out.
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Blue cat 2020
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I'm trying new things, I'm always trying new things