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"She opened her eyes, lifted the lid from her coffin, sat up, and was alive again" (Grimm, 1857/2005)
#kanae ohtori#revolutionary girl utena#rgu#revolutionary girl utena fanart#my art#text from the seventh and final eddition of the Grimm's fairytales from 1957#translated by D.L. Ashliman from 2002-2005#comics#typo but im too lazy to delete my other tags#its 1857 not 1957#comic
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universal "having a younger sibling" experience
#my art#art#digital art#artists on tumblr#warrior cats#warriors#moonpaw#warriors cs#the elders quest#elders quest spoilers#changing skies spoilers#warrior cats spoilers#warriors spoilers#wc spoilers#voicekit#voicepaw#im gonna tag it jic but rhfjhfuhjhkdfhnf#the voice warriors#warrior cats the voice#moonpaw warrior cats#off to pt now ......#also if my colors r inconsistent my procreate fucks up so i have to desaturate the shit out of every imported image#im not running to other canvases to colorpick im too lazy#edit: WOW THIS BLOAD UP#i also love voicepaw and i would be acting the same way in her paws btw.
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★September first, 1989★ DEAR DIARY --- sighs heavily i couldnt not make fanart for @cupiddzarrow 's Heathers Trolls AU-- they beat me to it and i love it
#ignore the fact that jd looks different than the others#i drew him first as a warmup and it shows-- i was too lazy to redraw him so hes stuck as a twinky short stack#im actually so happy you beat me to the au cause i already have too many and i get to just admire what you do instead ooo#i was this close to making crimp martha#trolls#trolls band together#john dory trolls#bruce trolls#clay trolls#branch trolls#floyd trolls#creek trolls#fleek#fleek trolls#heathers#trolls heathers au#my art#sorry so many tags ooo
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literally nobody asked for these but im procrastinating packing up boxes so. woe v*ltron be upon ye
#winter speaks#voltron legendary defender#voltron#takashi shirogane#keith kogane#lance mcclain#pidge holt#hunk garrett#coran#princess allura#other miscellaneous characters who i will not be tagging because im too lazy#meme slide tag
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magma stuff
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More personality swap bc I thinks it's funny and I'm learning how to draw sm
#i cant draw his hair verry well but the fluffy version works nicely in my style#also the proportions on these r weird but i dont mind#its exactly serious ive been doing a#lot of serious drawing for my comic and just school in general so i needed a break#also the stars in sm hair stay#i like them#anyway tag time!#cookie run#crk#cookie run kingdom#crk shadow milk cookie#shadow milk cookie#pure vanilla crk#pure vanilla cookie#ill add#custard cookie iii#custard cookie the third#bc why not ^^#i like to think in this au sm likes to make puppets or magic pictures to entertain others and himself#i might make a minj comic about it#i mean mini ^^u im too lazy to fix it rn#[personality swap]
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i love the completely baseless assumption that first aid has a thing for helicopters, its so good sometimes i forget its not canon
#transformers#maccadam#first aid#springer#vortex#tf blades#whirl#arts#blades gets the tf subsection added cuz when i tried to search the tag i got a pop up with some hotlines on it#im sorry for the genericon lookin blades i was too lazy to find a proper ref TuT#lets see going in order we have:#the hot older guy whos way out of your league#the ‘’bad boy but secretly a very good boy’’ shipmate that you spontaneously mind meld with one day#the actual bad boy who you probably hooked up with once and ghosted you (he was in prison)#and the shipmate who will only let you do his physicals but will also sometimes flip out and attack the other patients
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Unwilling Devotion
Chapter 1 - Unwelcomed Guests
Warnings = Kidnapping, dark
Pairing = Dark! Avengers x reader
Summary = You work as a barista for a cafe and Natasha and her friends would always visit. That was until one day, everything changed.
Word count = 2.6k words
A/N = First time attempting a series... pls be nice! Feedback is appreciated!!!
Last edited = 23 Dec 24
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Chapter 1 - The Unwelcomed Guests
Ring!
The sound of the bell ringing alerted you and you immediately rose to attend to the new customer.
“Uhm-! Hi! Welcome, what can I do for you?” you stammered, greeting the customer.
She didn’t respond and only stared at you, looking kind of taken aback but quickly composed herself and went back to examining the menu.
You watched as she trailed her fingers through the menu looking for something of interest. The silence between you two was suffocating but she didn’t seem to mind. The awkwardness only stretched longer as you tried to keep a smile on your face while waiting for her. This happened often with new customers, and you never got used to it.
‘Please say something, I’m dying here,’ you think to yourself, trying to keep yourself calm. Then you finally spoke up, “Ermm, we have a wide variety of flavours for our scones, so far the chocolate is the favorite amongst customers.”
Her gaze shifted to you and she perked an eyebrow. “Oh really?” she asks. “Well I’ll take that then,”
You let out a sigh of relief, ringing up her order and handing it to her with a forced smile, masking the tension that had been building from the awkward silence. Your eyes followed her beautiful red hair as she left.
Now that you think of it, her outfit was kind of odd. She was wearing a tight black suit from her neck down. But you couldn’t lie, her figure was amazing so she’s probably just flaunting it.
From that day, she’s visited daily, never missing a day. Sometimes she’d bring some of her friends while other times, she'd visit all alone. It was quite usual for customers to keep coming back but… this time felt weird. Most of the times when they’d return, you’d be glad to serve them but you dreaded whenever she came. Overtime, you learnt from her friends that her name was something along the lines of ‘Natalie’ or ‘Natasha’ or something like that
What made it even more concerning was the fact that sometimes she and some of her friends were covered in blood when they came in. You hadn’t dared to question it since their aura was quite intimidating already. The atmosphere shifted as soon as their foot stepped past the threshold. It could go from a calm and cozy atmosphere to an intense and heavy atmosphere, even the other customers felt it. They’d often ask you what was up with the group but all you could do was shrug in response.
The next few days felt the same. She came in every day, never saying much, always leaving you with that strange feeling of being watched. Sometimes she came alone, or other times she’d bring some of her friends. But no matter who she was with, there was always an intensity that followed her wherever she went, even into the small, cozy cafe.
Then, one night, the cafe was nearly empty. The wind outside howled, and the street lights flickered, casting odd shadows against the windows. You were cleaning up, getting ready to close when you heard the bell ring again. But this time, it was different. It wasn’t the usual polite silence that followed her arrival. There was something heavier in the air.
You turned, and there she was again, but this time, she wasn’t alone. Standing next to her was a man in a dark suit, you recognized him from the many ads you saw. You swore his name was…. Something stark? Whatever. And beside him… you recognized the others from her usual group. Each one of them was standing too still, too perfectly, almost as if they were waiting for something.
The woman, Natasha, didn’t say anything at first, but her gaze locked onto you immediately, her eyes dark and unreadable. It felt like she was seeing right through you.
"Late night for you, huh?" she said casually, walking toward the counter. "We’re not here for scones tonight."
Your heart started racing, but you forced yourself to smile, trying to maintain some normalcy despite the heavy feeling that seemed to seep into the walls of the café. "We’re almost closing, actually–"
Before you could finish, the man in the suit stepped forward. You didn’t know his name, but his presence alone was scary, his eyes looked cold and… calculating. "Actually, I think you’ll want to stay open for a little longer."
Your hands trembled as you went to the counter. Their arrival felt weird, like it was a trap that could catch you at any moment.
"Hello, how can I help you today?" you finally managed to ask, your voice quieter than you intended.
Natasha smiled at you, her grin felt off though. "Actually," she said, voice lowering, "I think we can help you."
You felt your breath get stuck in your throat. Something wasn’t right. “E-excuse me? I’m not too sure what you mean by that…” you stammered, breath hitching.
Her smile widened, and she leaned forward, her red hair falling over her shoulder as she rested her elbows on the counter. "Oh, sweetheart," she purred, her tone dripping with fake concern, "don’t play dumb now. You’re smarter than that, aren’t you?"
The man behind her shifted, his hands crossed in front of his chest, eyes never leaving you. The others fanned out, moving with the kind of deliberate grace that sent chills down your spine. One of them was a tall blonde-haired woman with sharp features. She began looking through the shelves behind you.
“Holy, you’ve got a lot of nice stuff here,” she whispered underneath her breath.
‘Run, lock the doors, do anything, something.’ you screamed at yourself internally."I-I think you have the wrong person," you whispered, your voice cracking under the weight of the moment. You felt so small in their gazes.
Natasha tilted her head, her smile fading into something more sinister. "Wrong person?" she repeated, as if testing the words. Her eyes had a hint of something, something dangerous. "You’re kinda cute when you’re nervous, you know that?"
The tension was suffocating now. The tall man then got closer, his boots creating a heavy thud with every step. "We’re not here to hurt you," he said, though his tone was anything but comforting. "Not unless you give us a reason to."
Your legs felt like jelly as you tried to step back, your back bumping against the huge, muscular man behind you. “Hey darling,” he whispers, making you flinch away from him.
"I-I don’t understand. What do you want from me?" you ask.
Natasha straightened, her expression softening just slightly, though it felt more like a predator playing with its prey. "Relax," she said, her voice almost soothing now. "We’re just... interested in you. Let’s call it professional curiosity."
"Professional?" you repeated, barely able to keep the tremor out of your voice.
She grinned, then opened her mouth again. "Something like that. You’ve caught our attention, and trust me, that’s not very common. But you..." She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper that sent shivers down your spine. "You’re special."
You felt your heart skip a beat as her words processed in your head. "I—I’m just a girl working at a cafe," you said desperately. "There’s NOTHING special about me."
Natasha chuckled softly at your reaction. "Oh, honey," she said, her gaze locking onto yours, "you have no idea, do you?"
Before you could respond, the lights flickered, as if it was planned. Shadows were casted around the room and disappeared back into the darkness. You saw the group behind her exchange glances. You couldn’t tell what they were saying or signalling but you knew it was nothing good.
Natasha’s smile faded entirely, replaced by a look of cold determination. "Close up," she said. From her tone, you could tell it was a demand that you couldn’t deny.
"What?"
"You heard me," she said, her eyes narrowing. "Lock the doors. Turn off the lights, do whatever you need to do. And then, we’ll have a little chat."
Every piece of your being screamed at you to say no, to run, to do anything but comply, but as her gaze bore into you which made you realise something chilling. You simply didn’t have a choice, all you could do was comply at this point.
Your fingers shuffled through the keys as you hesitated, glancing at Natasha and her group every once in a while. Each second felt like a long hour, so many pairs of eyes were on you. "I... I don’t understand," you murmured, your voice almost not clear enough.
Natasha tilted her head, her patience visibly wearing thin. "Lock. The. Door," she repeated, her words clipped but weirdly calm.
With trembling hands, you reached for the door, turning the lock with a click. The sound felt like a huge bell, reverberating through the silence of the cafe.
"Good," Natasha said, her smile returning. "Now, why don’t we all take a seat?"
She gestured toward one of the corner booths, but the invitation felt more like a command. You glanced at the clock on the wall, hoping for some sort of reprieve, but the hands seemed frozen, just like you.
The man in the dark suit’s voice suddenly broke the silence. "We can do this the easy way," he said with a slight threat in his words. "Or the hard way. Your choice."
“Why should I listen to you?” you spat out.
His eyes widened at your response. “You know you shouldn’t speak to us that way, we’re just here to save you,” he says.
Save you? What does he mean by that?
“Calm down Tony, let them go at their own pace.” Natasha says.
Reluctantly, you moved toward the booth, your legs shaky as Natasha slid in across from you. The rest of the group remained standing, their eyes trained on you like hawks circling prey.
Natasha then folded her hands on the table, and her body leaned in. "So," she began, her tone almost conversational, "you’ve been working here for, what, six months? A year?"
"Eight months," you replied. Why were they asking about your job?
She nodded thoughtfully. "Eight months. That’s long enough to notice things. Patterns. People." Her eyes gleamed, and you had the unsettling feeling that this wasn’t small talk.
"I don’t-" you tried to say.
"Save it," she interrupted, before she started again. "We’re not here to play games. Surprisingly… you’re actually in a position to help us. And… whether you like it or not, you’ve already seen too much."
"Excuse me? Seen too much?" your voice echoed, your confusion evident. "I don’t know what you’re talking about!" your voice rising.
A dark-skinned man then stepped out of the shadows. "You’ve noticed us. Every time we’ve come in. You’ve seen us covered in blood. You’ve heard the whispers from the other customers. Don’t pretend you haven’t."
Your stomach churned as the memories flashed through your mind. Their glances, the blood stains on their clothes, the silenced voices that stopped as soon as you came close. You’d written it off as strange but took it as strictly out of your business. Well that was… until now.
"I didn’t say anything," you blurted out, panic rising in your chest. "I didn’t tell anyone!"
The cold, suffocating atmosphere of the café became unbearable. The group’s all had their gazes locked onto you, and gosh it was scary.
“I-I need to grab something from the back,” you stammered, your finger pointing towards the kitchen. Natasha’s eyes followed your finger, then went back to you.
“Go ahead,” she said with a smirk, leaning back in the booth. “But don’t keep us waiting too long, sweetheart.”
Her voice was full with mockery, but you forced a smile. You nodded as you backed away and disappeared through the swinging door into the back. Your heart pounded like a drum in your ears, drowning out everything else.
You couldn’t stay. You can’t let them do this. Could you?
All of a sudden, in a moment of desperation, you grabbed your coat and bag from the staff locker, stuffing your trembling hands into the pockets. Your fingers brushed against your phone. You hurriedly pulled it out to call for help.
But… when you turned it on, the signal was gone. Of course, after all these people are probably well trained criminals. They must’ve jammed the single somehow. A pit formed in your stomach, but you pushed forward. There had to be another way.
Your eyes darted to the back door. You still had the keys after all. If somehow you could just slip out quietly, maybe they wouldn’t even realize and you could just escape. BINGO! You’re a genius. Well you thought.
“Where do you think you’re going?” a low voice rumbled behind you, pausing all your thoughts of escaping.
You turned around to find one of Natasha’s friends, ‘Steve’ or something, you totally forgot his name but he was blonde, and tall. If you weren’t wrong you swore you saw two of them like that.
His huge frame was leaning in the kitchen doorway with his arms crossed and a disgusting smirk plastered on his face. He was blocking your only exit back to the main room.
“J-just grabbing something,” you lied through your teeth, voice filled with fear.
He tilted his head, watching you in amusement. “Sure you are. And… you should know, she doesn’t like liars. And you shouldn’t test her.”
He took a step forward, and you took a step back. You didn’t even think about it. Your feet just moved, and you found yourself sprinting towards the back door as fast as you could.
The cold outside air hit your face as soon as you shoved the door open, the alley behind the cafe called out to you. For a split second, you felt a rush of relief, as if you actually could escape.
Then, you suddenly felt a grip on your arm. The grip got more intense as you tried to pry it off, slightly scraping him with your fingernails.
You screamed, and instinctively started squirming and kicking him. You tried to hit as hard as you could, but the grip was too strong. What is wrong with him? There’s no way he’s human.
Your mind raced as you saw the blondie had caught up to you in an instant. His strength was overwhelming as he forced you back into the café.
“You’re feisty,” he muttered, almost amused. “But we can’t have you running off.”
“Let me go!” you cried, struggling uselessly against his grip.
By the time he dragged you back through the café, Natasha and the others were waiting by the front door. She sighed dramatically when she saw you, shaking her head as if disappointed.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” her voice interrupting the silence. “I was really hoping you’d cooperate, darling. But I guess things don’t always go our way.”
“Please,” you begged as tears streamed down your face while the tall man pushed you to your knees. “I don’t know anything! Just let me go!”
Natasha crouched down, her hand reaching out to tilt your chin up so you were forced to meet her eyes. You could swear they were the eyes of the devil.
“You’re not going anywhere,” she said, her voice soft but menacing. “Not until we’re done with you.”
Then you blacked out. Consciousness leaving your being.
#dark avengers#yandere avengers#avengers x reader#the avengers#marvel fanfiction#avengers fanfiction#dark marvel#yandere marvel#x reader#dark natasha romanoff#dark steve rogers#dark bucky barnes#dark james rhodes#dark tony stark#dark thor#some other tags im too lazy to put
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💗 — Deco*27 Stamps ;;
like/rb + credit if using !
Stamp template made by @//Lill-Devil-Melii on DeviantArt
#vocaloid#hatsune miku#deco*27#deco 27#monitoring#im too lazy to tag all other songs. um#webdeco#web decor#rentry resources#carrd resources#stamps#♡ — edits#♡ — webdeco
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hi heres my ramblings about a md rain world au i made up in like a day bye
#how do you people make this look so easy#im dying over here#why is designing things so difficult its literally my job#and im working with alreadymade designs too#cringe or whatever but i dont care i just need to post this full thing somewhere#forgot to draw doll. oh well#i have literally every episode except prom thought out in this au#what do you people even do with aus btw. do you just have them#am i supposed to be like making content for them or do you just collect them like pokemon cards#forgot to write on the thing and im too lazy to change it now but#uzis spear is meant to pierce opponents and then deliver like 17 lethal doses of electricity at once#unless i do something cool or you people want it thisll be the last you hear of this#art#murder drones#rain world#im too lazy to tag characters do it yourself#its so fanficy but theres literally no other way i could make it work out. growling noise
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[Day 242]
TRIPS AND FALLS I KNOW THIS IS SO DAMN LATE I WAS STRUGGLING FR FOR AN ASSIGNMENT OK (still didn't turn that in in time. o7)
Have a backup, these are some refs for past projects I don't think I ever shared 🫡
#dddaily4sherin#isdoodles#hermitblr#trafficblr#desertduo#too lazy for other tags im gonna go drop dead cya on the other side#eirian i will do the kfc tmr i promise i mean What
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Bonus under cut vvv
Later that same day:
And... I made an Emily redesign too...... *sniff sob /j* it's not final (like all my redesigns) I'm just trying get better at this design stuff and where better to do it except my current fixation ehhh?????
Long Emily design explanation/rant thing ignore it probably but pls dotn im desperate: I wanted to make her more round and soft cuzzz I love those typa designs I'm just a sucker for circle characters. Made her actually black and not fuckin gray cuz its a transformation to look more human and gentle(for me they go between two forms, their true ones that we see the first time we see them snd their human/softer ones if they ever interact with actual humans which... they usually dont.) Not a demon form tfff. In this version I wanted to put Emily in animal inspired features like... the sheep nose, ears, and hooves. Because she and Sera know that humans and about all beings love animals. Birds have sharp features mostly so they don't look as welcoming as they want to seem. I wanted Emily to look sheep likes and pretty much all the seraphim look more sheep like to make Lucifer stand out as the only one who was symbolized as a snake/goat(still don't know if I'll make him goat or make Lillith goat. I'll decide when I get there lmao). Justtt overalll wanted Emily to look more round, welcoming, and cute. I kept the freckles lighter than her skin color(even tho that's SUPER not accurate to what actually black people look like with freckles but whatevr) because it reminded me of fawns and.... sure Emily is a sheep but I still wanted to incorporate other cute animal traits with her cyz y not.
#suggestive#ig???#tw suggestive#art#fanart#digital art#artists on tumblr#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel charlie#hazbin hotel vaggie#hazbin hotel emily#chaggie#chaggily#two and a half halos#unholy trinity#the chaggilu shipnames arent ass but unholy trinity isnt solely them snd taahh is too long#so ive come up with somrthing new and has nothing rlly in the tag alrady#why that name? because 1. Charlie is pure but is the princess of hell. 2. Vaggie “betrayed” heaven for giving mercy to a child.#3. Emily is still an angel who went against heaven to speak up for the people of hell being exterminated#they are all just soo pure snd deserve the worlldd i swearr.... but to other peoples eyes(atleast soem) they arent good ppl and omgg 😭#plsss dont sleep on this ship name i came up with it in 5 seconds so i worked soooooooooooooOoo hard on it /sarc#but srsly plssssss use iyttt#rainbowmoth#varlie#royalhalo#charlie x emily#charlie x vaggie#emily x vaggie#THATS THE NAME THATS SUPPSED TO BE BETWEEN THE OTHER SENTENCES BUT IM NOY GONNA REWRITE THEM CUZ IM LAZY#unholy virtue
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Y'all I am so bored
#joey richter#enjoy joey#live laugh love joey richter#ted spankoffski#ethan green#wilbur cross#uncle wiley#owen carvour#ernest hemingway#peter spankoffski#mcdoon#ron weasley avps#benji scragtowski#starkid#tin can bros#shipwrecked#im too lazy to tag all the other crap so you just get this#shrug#if you couldn't tell#he's my favorite#also don't question that grunt from fb isn't on here i hate him that's all you need to know#/j i could never hate joey
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had a thought
#i forgot i had a tumblr#scratches head.. i have like a backlog of drawings from the svsss gotcha but idk if im posting them individually. guess we'll see#luo binghe#dave strider#scum villian self saving system#homestuck#oh that hurt. oh i need a minute#haven't used that tag in a while#this was born of “oh its cute binghes huadian is sometimes drawn as a shape as a shortcut”#“what other red symbol i changed bc i was too lazy to– oh.”
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Any more random Soul or other such Lore you’d like to share with us that you’ve come up with but can’t fit in the comic anywhere?
GET READY TO READ. Chara Timeline Lore!!!
Also take all of this as soft cannon. Most, if not all, will not be showing up in the comic (or at least in this amount of detail). And the comic does not need this information to make sense.
These book entries are from an in-universe source.
I hope you enjoyed the world building :> Again this is mostly all for fun!
4th Wall Break Time! - Humans are completely oblivious to the fact “soul entities” are humans themselves. Their little heads would probably pop if they truly knew. So don’t tell them! - Monsters are still made of dust in my AU, but they are more physical than their Undertale counterparts, only slightly… - Both Humans and Monsters cannot do magic freely. They would need to go through extensive training to get…a Wizard license! :O - It’s strange, but the Monsters seem more human than the actual humans in this world…huh…
#Hope you enjoyed me info dumping about this insane universe I've been cooking up for the past 2 years :D#if I spelled anything wrong here...Im not gonna lie I may be too lazy to edit it -W-#bread#ask stuff#deltarune chara timeline#my art#art#deltarune#deltarune au#the player#soul entities#soul entity#world building#there are probably other tags I should add. But im kinda tired. I'll do it later :)#byeeeeeeee#ct lore#ct q&a#the chara timeline
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Sometimes, you have an emotional support old man and you love and cherish him c:
#fe three houses#byleth#hanneman von essar#im too lazy to actually check but i think the last time i drew for 3h was in fact my sons bday#which means if my calculations are correct you might see art from me at the end of april for my other sons bday#guys i love hanneman and i may have stumbled onto some yt animatics for a group of people#and one of them has a mustache and its been clawing at my brain that i should draw hanneman again at some point#so thank you for the buddy that told me OH HEY SPEAKING OF HIM AND HIS MUSTACHE -#its his birthday ! and im like oh dang wow finally an Excuse to draw this old man that i love so sO MUCH#once upon a time i saw an essay slandering him and ever since ive been ready to fight and write my own essay defending him#but then im lazy and dont really write essays outside of tags so this is close enough ig
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