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She had always had the suspicion that her world was not their’s. They being everyone,
She wanted to see what he saw. The way that he looked at her, with eyes that were thinking, and thin
Between the hours of 9am and midnight, she was his. Every part of her, including when she could and
There wasn’t another person around for miles. She could see that with her own eyes. But th
A snippet from a short 9 page comic I’ve been working on between illustration and comic work -
A snippet of a new piece I did. Can find the full steamy version at my other places. Patreon Subscri
another snippet from with one eye squinted, recounting a story my gram always told me growing u
She had so many nervous ticks, and he’d come to know them all. The ones he savoured the mo
Sometimes the world just felt too big for her. That’s why she craved the bondage, somethin
He considered her, then, across the room. She was watching him, her breath coming in hard and fast,
Anything could be happening behind those lights. Anyone. She squeezed her legs together, a neutered
It was at times like this that she’d think about questioning the dynamic between them. Whe
karasunovolleygays: Here’s a snippet from my piece for @kyouhabafanzine, a bad neighbors to lo
zelebirbo:snippet preview of my spread piece + preview of my enamel pin design for @eezine !! Sales
He’d barely been home a minute when he’d pushed her hands over her eyes, told he
Do you have a favourite poem by Mary Oliver? I Worried is mine. Here is a snippet from it&hellip
also a snippet from feb’s update on the current GO comic on patreon!patreon.com/sidetrekgumroa
A quick exercise in fuckin around & findin out.Wanted to sketch around and make some snippet
zipegs: Very excited to share a small snippet from “hartig net,” one of the pieces
hello! today’s snippet is from a spec fic based on the season 3′s finale synopsis, its u
A wee snippet from Dunfermline Abbey I was in Fife for a course last week and managed to make a
Think about it. Think about what you’ve done. Wrack your brains, plumb the recesses of you
She’d dance for him, once he was home and relaxed. It was almost a ritual for them, as the
He was a bastard, she had decided. It wasn’t that he had her how he had her, with her arms
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