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I have three characters left to post for my epic / odyssey’s character design series. I have mostly finished two of the last three.

All of my designs include items the characters have like Penelope and the bow or Odysseus with Polites’s glasses. But I don’t know what to give to the last 3.

Wondering in the night

What were the chances we'd be sharing love

Before the night was through

Something in your eyes was so inviting

Something in your smile was so exciting

Something in my heart

Told me I must have you

Strangers in the night

Two lonely people we were strangers in the night

Up to the moment

When we said our first hello

Little did we know

Love was just a glance away

A warm embracing dance away, and

Ever since that night we've been together

Lovers at first sight, in love forever

It turned out so right

For strangers in the night

Love was just a glance away

A warm embracing dance away

Ever since that night we've been together

Lovers at first sight, in love forever

It turned out so right

I call upon friends and mutual alike because I need to find this one fucking image of a real life dude tearing up in relief

I did a quick sketch because I’m tired as fuck and my searches are always beyond useless lol

Looks mostly like this

But I had a meme in mind and I need help to find the image before I make something funny out of it

⭐️ Please help me out and send me a number between 1-16. I'll write a short bit for whatever prompt that number is.

Could be something angsty, could be something sweet. Who knows? We’re playing Russian roulette up in here baybee!!

I've had this one shot half finsihed for months now, idk why I haven't finished it. how about you guys look it over and let me know if its worth working on?

Hunger

Weaning was going to be the death of Obi-wan. His tits swollen and hard, nipples throbbing in need of release. Every step made Obi-wan whence in pain, if it wasn’t for his binder and jedi robes he would look like he was with child! Obi-wan wrapped his cloak around him tighter as he made his way back to his apartment. Hopefully his package had arrived, Obi-wan finally broke down and bought a pump. For years he had a simple hand pump but as of late it wouldn’t pull the milk. Obi-wan bit his thumb as he boarded the lift, almost groaning in pain as the light bounced of the lift. Looking around, making sure the lift was empty he reached into his robes rubbing his sore tits, it didn’t help. 

This had started so long ago, The night Anakin joined Obi-wan as his student at the age of nine. Anakin was heartbroken, homesick and couldn’t stop crying, Obi-wan did his best to soothe the little boy. Holding him, wiping his tears away, encouraging him and even just letting him cry. This went on for months, like clockwork as soon as the sun went down the tears started. After a while, the cries of a child brought out the stewjoni biology in Obi-wan. Each cry, sob and whimper, brought forth milk. Finally the night came, Obi-wan’s breasts swelled and nipples beaded with milk. Obi-wan carefully exposed a milky tit to the heartbroken little boy offering it to Anakin. At first Anakin sniffled, mumbling that he wasn’t a baby. After a little encouragement and promising that this would be their little secret, Anakin latched onto the pink nipple and started to nurse, finally soothing and finding his peace in the force. Obi-wan had done it, he had finally helped Anakin. Obi-wan was seventeen while Anakin was nine at the time. 

Now at twenty-six and Anakin at nineteen, their little secret was now a problem. 

Anakin wanted to nurse after every meal, snuggle close and take in the intimacy they shared. If they were alone, Anakin started to tug at Obi-wan’s robes for a snack. At first it was sweet, Anakin was a little boy but now? Obi-wan had a full grown man suckling off his breasts and it was starting to have an..effect on Obi-wan. If Obi-wan was honest he loved the feeling, a private moment with someone he loved so much but now it was slowly turning sexual for them both. Anakin would grind his erection into the bed while nursing, Obi-wan had to take breaks because he was getting so worked up. A week ago, Obi-wan finally had enough and told Anakin they would be stopping breastfeeding, Anakin was an adult and while Obi-wan loved and cared for him they had to stop. 

Obi-wan jumped as the lift finally stopped moving his hands away from his aching tits, adjusting his robes Obi-wan hurried to his apartment. Almost cursing as he dropped his keys, leaning down to pick them up, making his tits throb angrily. Picking up the ring, Obi-wan finally unlocked the door and walked in, just to find one Anakin Skywalker looking well angry holding his new pump. “A-Aankin?” he stuttered out only to whine loudly when Anakin crushed his pump with his metal hand. “Why did you do that?! I needed that pump because I’m-”

“Engorged? Oh I am well aware, your milk is mine Obi-wan.” Anakin snarled out. “What were you going to do with my milk? Pour it down the drain? What a waste.” he dropped the mangled machine onto the floor as he spoke. “I need it, it's mine, you have no right to keep it from me.” he slowly stalked forward like a wild animal. 

Holding his head up high, Obi-wan annoyedly looked at Anakin. “You are 19 years old, you are strong and capable.” Obi-wan rubbed his temple. “It doesn’t mean I do not love you, I will forever be your master.” He reached out to hold Anakin now but the young man refused. “But the milk is too much anymore, you drink more and more now and my body has changed to match the demand, my body believes I have three nursing infants.`` He looked at Anakin again now. “I know it's a big change but we will do it-” Obi-wan yelped as Anakin grabbed his binder through his robes and ripped it out. “Anakin Skywalker!” he chided, his arm covering his now freed tits. 

“Lier! You won’t tell me why you want to stop. Tell me the truth, master!” tears were bubbling up in his eyes as he dragged Obi-wan to their bed, yes their bed, Both men didn’t like to sleep alone. Anakin pushed Obi-wan into the center of the bed and pulled his robes off leaving Obi-wan in his small clothes. “Why don’t you want me to have your milk? The truth this time master.” Anakin crawled over Obi-wan now. 

The cold air made Obi-wan’s nipples harden more, pearly white milk beading at the buds. Obi-wan moaned in need. “Be-because it’s sexual between us!” Obi-wan arched his chest up to Anakin in need. “When you were a boy, it was so simple…a nice feeling but when you hit seventeen that's when it changed. Each suck to my nipples sends pleasure all over me, I have to stop because I am about to climax! You keep rubbing your erection on me when you nurse and-” Obi-wan whimpered in need. “It has to stop!”