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I used to watch Grian way back in Hermitcraft S1 so seeing you post about it actually makes me insanely nostalgic lmao. Nice to hear about people I haven’t watched in years :)
I can only imagine the nostalgia you must be feeling, omw - S1 was over a decade ago, from what I gather Hermitcraft has changed soo much since then
Thanks for sharing that nugget of information, my mind is genuinely blown
#I hope you don't mind me adding tags to this? <3#hermitcraft#hermitcraft smp#hermitcraft season 10#hermitblr#asks#I picked up HC around the very start of season 7 (the season after Grian joined) when my sister recommended his and mumbo's channels to me#I guess you would have watched Grian's building content then and/or early hermitcraft?#I wonder if you ever watched Evo actually it'd be interesting to know about how long ago you stopped watching those kinda creators#thanks for sending in the ask btw! I really enjoy answering them#Oh yeah forgot to add#Grian#idk if it’s even worth adding hermitcraft season one lol
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Reflections in eyes are hard hard to convey, but hopefully in Day 19: Surface, it's clear what it's supposed to be!
#asgore#asgore dreemurr#undertale#asgore december#asgorecember#asgore month#asgoremonth2022#digital art#Biggest shame of this 2022 is my mental health and motivation to draw both going down the drain right when the best drawings were up 😒#<- partial sarcasm#Oh yeah forgot to add#In case it wasn't clear#that reflection is the Sun#Pulim's Art#artists on Tumblr
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treasure planet au, last of the batch (Poppy & Floyd)
#dreamworks trolls#trolls#trolls au#trolls poppy#trolls floyd#trolls viva#trolls branch#treasure planet au#these two gave me a bit of a struggle lol#both drawing and deciding their places in this au#so... yeah!! here they are!!#Poppy as first mate!!#well sorta she's still in training#ik she'd make a great Ben haha but i really really wanted them to still be sisters!! and teen poppy would be the cutest!!#She's the biggest divergence this au takes from the og movie#edit: forgot to add that poppy does NOt fall into the black hole#lolol sorry for the scare#oh and also floyds here but also isn't#floyd's not present in this entire voyage rather his absence haunts#he's busy being bottled anyway#he lowkey takes Jim's dad's place#sorry floyd fans (gen)#but floyd was also very sweet big bro before he left so it also made sense for him to take sarah's intro scene.#as you guys can tell being pretty loosey gossey on which troll goes to which tp scene#again thank you guys for your input and ideas!! they're a great help!#so much empty space...#trolls fanart#my art <3#excuse the messiness
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to my IRL(s) who keeps sending me disco elysium memes despite the fact i haven't played it in months THIS IS BECAUSE OF YOU. HELP ME. If people have ideas on this AU feel free to have fun with it considering I. have only a few!
#zombiecleo#ethoslab#hermitcraft#scopophobia cw#hermitcraft AU#tag ramble time!#don't. worry about the text. yes it's trying to imply that etho can see us and break the fourth wall Don't Worry About It#this AU really was 'i wanna draw hermits in DE outfits who's pathetic and sad enough to b– yeah it's etho.'#'that makes cleo Kim then. I think they'd make it work' and that was it#in my heart it's also an AT so they're working a different case somewhere else in universe. mostly because i don't think them and-#-cuno/cunoesse should exist at the same time.. etho can have a drug addiction but cleo is NOT getting called a faggot /lh#Cleo getting written as 'just cleo' in text is kinda silly i enjoy it. hopefully that wasn't used in the actual game and i forgot about it#art out the oven#art wise this was really fun i locked myself in values jail but the colours turned out reasonable anyway which is always nice#yes cleo has gauges and an undercut <3#[scheduled]#EDIT: oh god. i have to add a tag for this AU#Disco Hermits AU
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the Blueprint™ for any mlm ship is literally just a dark-haired skinny loser and his himbo light-haired bf
oh and also at least one of 'em has blue eyes... I don't make the rules here
#good omens#ofmd#our flag means death#heartstopper#merlin bbc#merlin#young royals#dead poets society#dps#i can probs list more in the morning but im kinda sleep deprived rn sooo#innefable husbands#merthur#blackbonnet#wilmon#anderperry#narlie#oh i almost forgot#hannibal#hannigram#jedtavius#night at the museum#hmmm#you know when someone asks you your fav song and you know for a fact that the answer is in the back of your mind but you just cant seem to#remember or pick one?#yeah thats whats happening with me rn#fuck it im just gonna add random taga#jegulus#the marauders#hp marauders#wolfstar
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wait hey. i have an idea. they split someone elses quirk in half, and gave the destroying half to tenko, right?
(we know that this is chisaki because this panal is cut directly from chapter 158)
well. i think i know where the healing half went. it went to eri.
think about it- everyone said her quirk was a sudden mutation unlike either of her parents quirks.
i think eri and a few other children like touya and chisaki were backup plans. we already know touya was one of those 'backups,' and we have evidence of chisaki being the source of the destorying/repairing quirk that was split.
eri was just a more recent backup plan in case things went south at the LOV attack at USJ. since AFO was arrested shortafter, she kind of got lost in the shuffle and was just written off to be a similar "seedbeds of ferocity and hatred" as she grew up under chisaki's care.
she even has a similar backstory to Tenko already, having killed a member of her family by accident
that could be why her quirks so weird to- it takes time for it to remember how to "fix" things since its also not "destroying" things as a blueprint. since the quirk is split, it doesnt know how to "fix" things because theres nothing"destroying" things. so it has to rely on time itself to "fix". thats how i think overhaul's quirk works anyway- something needs to be ''destroyed" before being "fixed". its even said that her quirk is similar to chisaki's.
she also suffers from the same control issues tomura had. i bet that her being placed in the care of someone suspected to be another AFO project was not a coincidence. she could have been a very fitting replacement for tenko- she killed her parents with her quirk and was raised in an environment where she was seen as nothing more then a tool for things to end. it was only her determination that she was able to escape his grasp.
just like how chisaki was saved from the same place where Touya woke up from. I wonder if Touya's breakout triggered Chisaki's escape and into the hands of the yakuza.
and of course, saving Chisaki from an even worse fate
#boku no hero academia#bnha spoilers#manga spoilers#ohhh boy theres gonna be a lot of tags i need to add so#kai chisaki#tenko shimura#touya todoroki#dabi#shigaraki tomura#eri#eri bnha#bnha meta#worldbuilding#meta#bnha analysis#the narwhal speaks#bnha#ok did i miss anything? anyone?#OH#all for one#yeah forgot that bastard
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who flipped him
#vtm#vampire the masquerade#vtmb#artists on tumblr#malkavian#the fledgling#AFTER ALMOST TWO YEARS. EDEN PORTRAIT#vampire#scarabocchi#oc art#this came out pretty good and took a quarter of the time my portrait usually take. i will never experience this high again#art#digital art#idk what else to add#oh yeah#lamb#can we pretend the fact that it looks. mh. is an artistic choice. the choice is im tired of drawing#I FORGOT TO TAG HIS NAME???#/eden
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Also, related to the last post i made, I would like to say that the moment they rejoin the crew and SMG4 and 3 actually start dating, 4 and Luigi will be having A LOT of Bi talking eheh
He's not proud of sharing some of the info, so he gets drunk to not completely disappear underneath the floorboards XD
#luigi (in a dumb high class accent): “He has captured thy heart~”#four (steaming): “SHUT IT!”#these two “bond” by talking about men lol#and also because luigi KINDA wants to get back at Four for the way he treated them before Mario disappeared eheh#he makes him suffer and Four kinda accepts it because he's the only other friend that he has that he can talk to about this part of himself#smg4#smg4 luigi#smg4 pirate au#a corsair freebooter#my art#oh yeah forgot to add it in#smg34#hinted
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blood on the clocktower is so good
#yogscast xephos#xephos#yogscast#art vibes#botc#yogscast botc#yogscast fanart#oh yeah forgot to add this#the orange gem is in fact honeydew#this favourite soul <3
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Atropine (Whenever I look at you)
Yan! Dazai x Gn! Reader
Reader wears a skirt but has no set gender
Warnings: obsessive behavior and thoughts: bordering on worship, stalking, abusive relationships, kidnapping
Beast! AU implied, from Dazai’s POV so I tried to incorporate the writing style of No Longer Human at some points, also… Happy Valentines!!
Well, it was fine, after all he had a lifetime of chasing you in his arsenal and he felt it was only fair that he had a lifetime of keeping you to match. (Of course, it really wasn’t fair, but since when did the rotten care for fair? That was only for the viritous and right… like you.) Yes, he had all of this lifetime to keep you, and he’d be damned if he let anyone else feel you in any sense including sight, as undeserving as he was.
It all starts in the middle of October, with the biting wind brushing past him and the aroma of cinnamon hovering in the air.
It’s October when he sees you again, although, technically speaking, it was actually the first time he’d set his eyes on you.
Your hair is longer than it usually is—
(“Really, I don’t understand why you don’t get rid of those bangs, isn’t it hard to fight with all that hair in your face?”)
—and you’ve allowed yourself a more stylish outfit than the ones you usually wear—
(“…yeah but skirts are impractical, I’ll flash someone.
…W—what do you mean “good”?! Your such a—!”)
—and you seem more relaxed than you usually are (were, he corrects, were), probably attributed to the fact that you’re not an agency member anymore.
It really shouldn’t surprise him, when he sees you, because of course he would eventually.
But it’s enough to make his heart stop.
Because despite the fact that so much had changed, your same shining smile remained, a testament to your nature, comparative to that of the natural wonders.
You were like the river, rapids would falter and the very ground before you would ebb and weave throughout, but you were a constant.
The universe was a funny thing like that.
As if it were taunting him for his past decisions, for his mistakes, mocking him for his very existence with each step you took away from him, brushing past him like he was nothing.
And he was, wasn’t he?
Both in the literal sense to you and metaphorical sense to himself.
What a wretched joke.
Even he couldn’t bring himself to play the part of the clown and laugh.
Instead, he just stared at you, longingly, in the way that a lovesick school boy would stare at his first love, at your fluttering skirt as you brush by his table without a second thought.
But that wasn’t quite the right way to describe it either, as his eyes held a certain darkness to them, one that was inconsistent with the innocence of a first love.
Because it was him and he was tainted and rotten and the dregs of society and nothing he did was without ulterior motives. That deep carnal desire, the feeling of want, it burned him, it made him feel alive, he wanted you, he wanted you so badly.
In any way possible, in every sense.
And it was almost sickening, the ease at which he was able to conjure up all those images in his mind, like flickering through memories of moments that hadn’t yet occurred, and hopefully would not (but who was he kidding, it’s not like he could resist you).
A cozy domestic scene, the way you would smile that heart achingly nostalgic flustered smile as he pulled you in for another lingering kiss, despite half hearted protests about being late for your work, and then pulling you in for one more just for good measure.
The way you’d laugh at his clowning, the way that he effortlessly made himself into a fool with that contagious laugh of yours, that he would forget that he was anything else in that moment but a jester for your amusement.
Comforting him on the days he couldn’t keep up his act anymore, when he left his stage to show you the pitiful actor he really was, with the tired eyes and the dead expression that he couldn’t bring himself to change.
“I’m sorry.” He’d say, and he’d say it with whatever was left of what honesty remained within his garbage infested soul.
But he wouldn’t need to, because of course you’d pull him in closer to you, both in your arms and to your heart, because that was the type of person you were, the kind sort of naive person he’d dream about ruining, only to find that you were the one to stain him in the end.
At least, in that dream you were.
For the most part, you weren’t so lucky, and maybe that’s why even despite his own knowledge of his debauchery he tried to hide those thoughts deeper inside himself.
But in the end you were still such a precious little thing, weren’t you?
Another scene, a club you exit from in the middle of the night, the smell of cigarette smoke and sweat heavy in the air as he gazes at your slightly stumbling form.
(You’re not drunk, you’ve never really been a drinker after all, but you never could walk in heels very well either.)
And he’s trouble, as he always was (and forever will be), so when he sees you, a pretty young thing with a bit too much innocence in your eyes, he closes in like a shark would on a drop of blood.
He’d greet you with a slight grin on his face, and laugh to himself as you startle at his voice, before greeting him in return with an uncomfortable smile.
You’d say something about wanting fresh air, and he’d be able to tell from just one look at you that you were lying, that the club was never your scene and you were just searching for a way to distract yourself, or perhaps you were just putting up with something you detested for a friend, you were always too sweet like that.
Whatever it was, he could tell that you were right out of your element, and he wasn’t one to miss out on an opportunity presented to him.
“Need some company?” He’d ask, the smirk on his face a little too wolfish, but it was far too dark for you to see anyways, so you’d agree.
And you’d talk and talk and talk, talk into the hours of the night, until you forgot the reason for your nerves to begin with. Until you found a friend within the jester persona that he portrayed, laughing at the antics he put up solely for the purpose of entrapping you.
He’d leave with your number of course, and he’d keep up this charade with you for months, years even depending on how cruel he felt.
One way or another you’d end up letting him come home with you, after all he knew you too well (and he always would, in any form you came to him), and he’d savor every second of the moment.
Perhaps it would be your first time.
(It was, more often than not in all of his indulgent little fantasies, it was something about taking something from you that he could keep forever that did something for his perverted self.)
But perhaps not.
Either way he would be satisfied with having the chance to indulge in your sweetness just once, your taste, your scent, simply just your feel as he made you come undone for him for as many times as he fell for you (which was simply impossible to count).
And then… he would leave you.
He’d leave just as quickly as he came, a ghost in the night, finding a largely perverse delight in the way that you’d falter so suddenly after his absence, the anguish you feel coursing through you.
Because as disgusting as it was, he loved every corner and crevice of you, he loved you when you were at your highest of highs or your lowest of lows, and he loved you as you were smiling as much as he loved when you were sobbing.
And he’d come back of course, because he could never really bear to leave you, but he’d never stay for you, he’d always leave you on the precipice, wondering whether you ever really had him to begin with.
(And of course you really did, but how could he resist you when he knew you were staring at your wall at midnight, eyes bloodshot from crying, wondering if you were ever going to see him again.)
Because he loved when you were a mess, didn’t he?
He loved when you were begging on your knees for a pathetic thing like him, not because he liked feeling greater than you, but because he loved seeing that beautiful bittersweet expression on your face.
But that wasn’t all of it, that wasn’t the true depths of his depravity.
The final act remained after all, and this one was the most vile and disturbing of all.
It starts off the way he sees you presently, a civilian with far too much beauty catches the eye of a sleazy mafioso in a cafe that paid tribute to the local chapter.
You don’t know of course, most people don’t, but those who do watch with baited breath as he gets up from his stool in the back to saunter over to you with a deceptively disarming grin.
He’d excuse himself and ask if he could have a moment of your time, and you, the angel you were, would let him with a confused smile on your pretty little lips.
He’d flirt with you for a bit, make you grow flustered with that sweet little embarrassed smile that you’d hide your face in your hands to hide.
But this time he wouldn’t need your number to see you again.
After all, with so much power in his hands, why would he need anything as impermanent as that?
It wouldn’t be so hard to find out where you lived, where you worked, where you liked to frequent your weekends at, where you liked to spend time with your friends, who you were friends with, who you detested, (and god forbid) who you loved.
Nevermind the little details about your favorite color and what your favorite book was, after all he already knew those things by heart.
It wouldn’t be hard to schedule an “accidental” encounter with you, brushing by you as you peruse the shelves of your favorite bookstore (its funny how some things would never change), and you would look at him with your pretty lips parted in surprise before you’d smile at him, not so much charmed at his persistence than the causality of a second chance.
It was funny how that worked, how a moment seen as a romantic twist of fate could quickly turn into a chilling horror if only the light was shown on the truth of the matter.
But he would have no reason to reveal that bitter truth to you yet, so he would keep quiet and simply smile at you in turn.
Chances and chances and chances would pile up on top of eachother as he would seek out any sort of way to endear himself to you… and then, when you found yourself finding the slightest bit of trust in him, he’d pull away that final layer and reveal himself wholly to you when he would finally take you for himself.
He could imagine it very well, your betrayal, your anger… all of it when you’d find yourself in a room unfamiliar, bound and gagged as he would monologue joyfully about every little thing he had planned out from the beginning.
And better yet, the sense of horror you would feel as he would continue rambling about all the things that he was going to do now that he had you.
Finally, he’d pull off your gag and watch as you would stutter out your words rightfully calling him out for what he truly was all this time.
He’d look at you as you tear up, a grin on his face, although if you really looked at him, you’d see it was really just empty, simply a mockery of emotion.
“That’s right, I am a monster. The very worst one.” He’d say softly before he would make his advance on you and then…
And then indeed. Because he already had several ideas on what to do, depraved things that he would subject you to, but the only question was which ones…
Well, it was fine, after all he had a lifetime of chasing you in his arsenal and he felt it was only fair that he had a lifetime of keeping you to match.
(Of course, it really wasn’t fair, but since when did the rotten care for fair? That was only for the viritous and right… like you.)
Yes, he had all of this lifetime to keep you, and he’d be damned if he let anyone else feel you in any sense including sight, as undeserving as he was.
Those tormented emotions that only he could bring to light didn’t really belong to him, but he would savor them more than any other could possibly imagine. And he was sure to believe in that if nothing else.
So, with that he pulls himself from his most rousing daydream and sets his sights on you sitting at your little table, a coffee at your lips and your legs crossed showing the slightest hint of skin as your skirt subtly rises, and pulls himself up from where he sits to make his way over to you.
“Excuse me, may I have a moment of your time?” He asks as he finally crosses that short yet impossible distance to meet you.
And you.
You blink up at him with those breathtaking eyes and those lashes that catch the evening sun, and you say.
“Um… well, sure. What is it?”
Despite the shame he should feel, his lips hook up into that same mischievous smile, because of course you would.
“...I just wanted to say that you’re the most breathtaking person I’ve seen in my life.”
And when you smile that sweet little embarrassed smile, he feels a perverse thrill running through him.
#bsd x reader#bungo stray dogs x reader#bsd dazai#yandere dazai#yandere dazai x reader#dazai x reader#oh yeah also forgot to add this but—#I chose the title bc 1. atropine is derived from the belladonna plant and 2. it causes dilation of the eyes#something something loved things causing eyes to dilate something something
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SANLU!!!!! ILY SANLUUUUUUUU
#Okay Ik I reblog and post mostly Zosan#But you gave to understand that lusan is SO PRECIOUS to me <3#THEYRE LITERALLY THE SWEETEST#My babies <3#The sweeties#I love them Sm#Op#one piece#sanji#luffy#sanlu#lusan#Oh yeah uhhhh ignore the ears#I kinda forgot to add detail 2 them#Oopsie#Ord odd art <3
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*posts this and runs away. i trip and fall into an open manhole, dying instantly*
#incoherent noises etc etc gotta say the line: Theyre In My Brain#fuck dude they sure are!!! they sure are.#oh my god when did it become seven. i forgot to sleep again. gonna make a breakfast taco instead#but yeah uhhhhh come get some laughingstock crumbs#pspspsps cmon take the morsel#tumblr is pigeons to me <3#scribble salad#welcome home#laughingstock#yassified howdy <3#can yall tell i never practice drawing kissing. like never. ever. lmfao#its never been part of my skillset but by Fuck i might buckle down and add it#ive just never had to learn!!!#for my entire life ive drawn primarily dragons - i actively avoided people!#and dragons dont have the facial anatomy to kiss 'traditionally'#so i simply never practiced or even attempted#i only started seriously drawing people a couple years ago#and scribbling characters making out is very far from my top priorities in Learning#even though i taught myself how to draw. hm. other things. somewhat.#my priorities are a mystery even to myself#Anyway anyway im tired and rambling and that taco is calling to me like the sweetest siren#and babey im ready to Drown#agh no wait im not done yet#puppets are honestly really difficult in this aspect#like??? their faces are so flat??? their noses are Strange? how push together????#dont get me started on the intricacies of perspective and im not sure how to tilt their heads properly yet#so for now Cringe!!! Cringe Alert!!!! Cringe on Main!!!!#sometimes i need to remind myself that it doesnt matter if i dislike pretty much everything i scribble. someone will dig it.
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gotta stop going from one au to another
anyways br au because yes!!!!!!!!
with dividers because dayum one doodle turned into another and another and another and augh now here I am 2 hours after I originally wanted to post it.
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#rain world#five pebbles#seven red suns#looks to the moon#rivulet#boyfriend recovery au#might shorten the tag to br au but I can do that later#anyways if my tiny note wasn't very clear uh sig and suns set up the plan#sig mainly wanting to save moon and suns mainly wanting to save pebs#which is why they went to pebby first#oh yeah also sig made a scarf for moon that;s why she has one#also also would have posted this tomorrow but school :/#anyways I think that's all I wanted to add so uh *evaporates*#rw sunstone#rain world shipping#almost forgot these oops
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funny guys with funny poses and funny expressions (suggestive doodles ahead)
#yeah repost bc i forgot ppl cant give like twice to the same post lol#i didn't planned drawing these when i picked up the pen but i tried doing fem derek thrice and i got bc i couldn't get it right#so i made it his problem#rui draw smth#cw suggestive#suggestive#derek is canonically a bottom-switch btw. idk you but for me it adds charm points#our life: beginnings & always#our life#olba#baxter ward#derek suarez#who would guess this was the way to get me drawing derek...#oh shi i just noticed i missed the chance to do Baxter's leg mole >:“(#ruri posting
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S/I: Are you going to listen to me?
F/O: I won't miss a word.
#oh yeah I forgot I cooked with this#anyway time to actually post this I guess#f/o#self ship#self shipping#self shipper#self shipping community#fictional other#romantic f/o#platonic f/o#family f/o#for once I can add those two!#familial f/o#f/o incorrect quotes#self ship incorrect quotes
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Monster High March Day 9: An Underrated Character
Moanica could've been SUCH a good villain if they had only let her be/stay scary
#monster high#monster high fanart#monster high march#moanica d'kay#monster high moanica d'kay#I'm baaaaaaaaack#but yeah no seriously in the first g2 movie i thought she was SUCH a cool menacing villain#she has DEFINITELY killed before and will again#She almost did! on a STAGE in front of a CROWD#the only reason she didnt was because her victim happened to be a ghost in disguise#aka she was ALREADY DEAD#and then the second g2 movie was just. horrendous. and suddenly she was more of a prankster#instead of a ruthless killer at the head of an undead brainless army#realizing now i forgot to add the patterns to her jacket and pants. oh well.#i aint changing it now#solstrix draws
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