#leave me be cringe!

[raggedypina]

"Hello! Do you live here?'

'Yes, I do…"

"Just by yourself?"

"Yes…aren't you scared of me?"

"Should I be?"

"Most things are…"

"I'm not like most things"

Also know as Jax not knowing why this tiny unicorn is not afraid of him.

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Will I ever be willing to color this? I don't even know

Obviously this was greatly inspired by the animation and song of scarborough fair, if you've never seen it, HEAVENS, GO WATCH IT

[secretagentspydetectiveninja]

posting this with absolutely no context

[that1notetaker]

In which Lucifer starts getting comfortable, forgets social boundaries, and Alastor kind of does so too. Nifty takes 1 interaction and makes it a whole plot.

[qifreyplushie]

working on some other nefarious evil hualians so please take these aggie crumbs in the meantime

[glyphalodon]

alright here's a thing i drew yesterday at approximately 3am

yeah i almost cried while drawing it so what now. i swear it was because of how tired i was btw

[ribbonbite]

sebastian solace headcanons because I LOVE HIMMMM <3

a/n ♡ this is very silly so don't take it too seriously >_< im probably gonna mischaracterize him too so ooouuu....

some romance and some stupid ones!! ( *・ω・) sorry if this is short btw </3

♡ he's a bad kisser. like really bad. I imagine he hasn't gotten some sort of action in forever so when he kisses you for the first time, you're APPALLED because of how much teeth and tongue he's using. you, of course, teach him how to kiss properly! (teehee)

♡ good hugger, though! he would never do it often but when he does, it feels amazing.

♡ sebastian would curl up like a cat when he sleeps and it's SO adorable to see!

♡ he would tease you a lot just to see your reactions. like how can someone be so cute when they're irritated???

♡ related to the teasing thing, he's somehow a huge flirt. he definitely loves seeing how flustered and confused you get because of his flirting (he just loves looking at you, I guess!)

♡ sebastian would like it when you pet his tail. I don't know why but he just loves it when you slowly caress it, being gentle as possible as to not hurt him in any way.

♡ he likes to hold you sometimes. he'll just pick you up off the floor and hold you like a pet who got caught sneaking into his snacks (which you probably did, I won't lie 😭)

♡ continuing with the cat related stuff, sebastian probably sneezes like one too. when you catch him sneezing, you start giggling at how cute he is (which makes him kick you out of his shop. oops!)

♡ bonus: sebastian is an orbit and his biases are hyunjin and jinsoul (/j)

[starkidlabs]

Imagine your first godkid calling you shit and telling you to disappear. 💔

[cestacruz]

Slipping through my fingers all the time...

[helaelaemond]

Dragons Abroad - Aemond x lover!reader

Rating: Universal

Category: Angst

Pairing: Aemond x you

Set prior to Rook's Rest

Words: 1k

"There are dragons abroad."

You look at him. Across the table you sit from him and watch him. Around you, he is bare. No shirt, no breeches, no eye patch. Falsehoods gone, inhibitions left at the door. Yet his gaze avoids yours now. "So there are."

His voice is a quiet mumble. "I must go to meet them."

"I think that is not true," you reply. You look down at your hands and try not to pick at the skin around your fingers. Scabs make it sore already.

"I wish to meet them."

"That is true," comes your soft reply.

"And our time together is ended."

"Another falsehood." The words are confident, despite the ice in your chest. Frosted steel has pierced you between your ribs and into your very heart.

Aemond glances up. His fingers drum lightly on the wooden table. So many meals you shared with him here in the sanctity of his rooms. "I cannot take you with me."

"I never asked you to. I only ask that you come home to me."

"That, I cannot promise."

"Then promise what you can."

He opens his mouth to reply, but words fail him. He retreats into his comfortable silence. Prince Aemond leans into you when you stand and cradle him into you. He wraps his arm around your back and presses his face into your stomach as he sits in his chair and you stand at his side. The touch against his hair is welcomed, and he leans into your hand when you run it down his scarred cheek.

"I can promise nothing," he murmurs after a long time.

'You can promise to come home to me."

"I might not return. If I do, I do not know what will be left."

"I'll take whatever there is."

Aemond sighs your name and you go to pull away, but his strong arm around you does not loosen. And so you allow yourself to stroke his hair again. Part of him melts against you. The blade in your heart does not warm.

"I will destroy my enemies out there. I will paint the skies with fire and blood and-"

"That is all very noble," you interrupt softly. "But it will not make you whole."

You look down at him and see his face twitch. "I'm not a knight from one of your stories. I will not be the gallant hero you so desire."

It happens without you thinking, really. You sink to your knees in front of him. It would be folly to think it would make him smile this time, like it so often does. A place of worship before him. Now a place to beg. "I don't want a knight on his horse to come and save me. I just want you. As you are. Please."

"Do not beg."

"Please, Aemond, please don't make this the end, pl-"

"This is not becoming of a-"

"Please. Please, please." Your voice is steady but you can feel your throat beginning to close. "I am good for you."

And the fierce, stoic, hard Prince Aemond looks at you on your knees, utterly soft and warm, and his brow creases. "You are," he replies, oh so gently.

"I make you feel good."

He nods, head tilted to the side. "You do."

"I make you happy."

And he nods again. "I will not destroy you. I must leave you."

You lean up and try to kiss him, but he turns so you catch his cheek. It is only then that you realise your hands and his are grasped tightly. They have come out in a cold sweat. Strange, you think. He is never clammy.

You press your forehead to his temple. Some of your tears fall onto his pale cheek. "If you leave me, I will be destroyed. I can weather any storm but this."

You feel his jaw clench. A thousand words fall silent on his lips.

"Please."

Suddenly, his hands wrench from yours and then you feel them, strong and damp, on either side of your head. Your eyes open as he pulls you closer, closer, and you think yes! Yes, he understands! He will leave but come back to me! Yes-!

But your lips are not granted a kiss. Instead, a long kiss is pressed to your forehead. It is tight and hard and full of agony. It is farewell.

After it is ended, he has little left to say.

"I will wait for you, you know."

He watches while you move back to the other side of the table, while you smile sadly at him.

"If you want me to."

"I do not."

But his denial is not one that makes you sad. For anyone else, he might be cruel. But for you, he cannot bring himself to do that. There is only honesty between you, both kind and cutting.

"Do you wish to be with me?" you ask one final time.

Aemond cannot lie to you. Not after all the beauty you have shared, not after all the ways you have grown to know one another. Not after all the true and deep love between you. "I do," he says slowly. "More than almost anything."

"What do you wish for more than that?"

He sighs quietly. "To keep you safe."

"To force me to be free will not keep me safe from anything."

"It will" he insists gently. "You shall be safe from me."

Despite the agony in you, you can still force a smile. For him, always for him. "That is not safety. That is a fate worse than death."

"Worse than what I could be?"

"Worse than you could ever become. The worst you could be, Aemond, is gone."

[zhipzhap]

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Anyway… Since everyone is making their own version of the goat universe Nari, I also wanted to make my own version 👉👈....

their name is Cerberus and they use she/they pronouns.

they revived goat as a way of rebelling against his brothers or something like that, i'm still working on their backstory

anyway here are some doodles i did whit young gideon and leonidas because i hate them and they mean nothing to me/pos/silly

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Jin Ling: Master Sleuth

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[waxingrunes]

Sirius pushes Remus’ patience a little too close to the full moon and tries to make amends.

Click here, for the rest of it.

This is the most baby girl gender fluid Sirius I’ve ever done so there’s your first and only warning if that’s not your thing.

I wanted to give them more frames to fill the gaps but, this will do for now :)

[mvrr-6]

[bluesylveon2]

I am completely normal about this

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

people practice w Them <3

[s-aint-elmo]

i am not immune to a gelphie dynamic. i am extremely vulnerable to a gelphie dynamic. i will follow a gelphie dynamic into a suspicious wine cellar, my jester’s hat jingling gleefully all the while

ID: a set of digital sketches of wednesday addams and enid sinclair in various sets of the casual clothes they wear in the show. in each, enid beams brightly while wednesday either deadpans or glowers at her or the viewer. one: enid giddily leans far into a seated wednesday’s personal space, nose almost touching her cheek, while wednesday, cheek propped up on a fist, leans away and regards her with a subtly raised brow. two: enid and wednesday sit side by side in their matching snoods, wednesday with one leg propped up and enid cross-legged, her head on wednesday’s shoulder. three: the same as two, but with enid’s finale scars added. four: enid playfully sits astride wednesday’s lap, arms around her neck and visible leg kicked straight out, while wednesday supports her with both arms around the waist. five: a collage of the reference pictures used for each pose with an accompanying link each. end ID.