#and finished at 4am

[vampyrtism]

GAY PEOPLE !!!!!!!!!SCARY

i love sharkray sm did i ever say that. i care abt them alot. theyre the only thing in my brain

[paintedcrows]

The Mystery Twins all grown up!! I love them so much. 13 forever, yet always older than me

[inkyprism]

Big gift for a lot of people

Boxer Pomni belongs to @burrotello

Carnival Pomni belongs to @sm-baby

Ragamaster! Pomni belongs to @milezperprower

Horror Pomni belongs to @storminatorxd

Mafia Pomni belongs to @cna-enterprise

Plushie Pomni belongs to me!

Bartender Pomni belongs to @nebulaickiwi

Another Mafia Pomni belongs to @artistkun

This Pomni belongs to @void-hoodie

Madness Pomni belongs to @ahtqueenuwu

Dance Rush Pomni belongs to @theamazingdigitaldancerush

Dating sim Pomni belongs to @ QueerdoTheWeird on twitter

Harlequin Pomni belongs to @tadc-harlequin-au

And another mafia Pomni belongs to @antisquare

Programmer Pomni belongs to @hysteriastrikes

Comedy Horror Pomni belongs to @spitinsideme

Mythical Pomni belongs to @void-hoodie

Shelter Pomni belongs to @samicarabarbaru2137

Horror Land Pomni belongs to @dhl-au

Toy Pomni belongs to @nobody-nexus

Wonderland Pomni belongs to @endomentendo

Freakshow Pomni belongs to @kookydoodleky

Barista Pomni belongs to @fenrir-fox

Circus of Hell belongs to me

[sakasakiii]

morning routines ft. the firstborn sons and their parents (who turned out WAY more lovey dovey than i intended omg)... i was inspired by this cute art from @/Worvies on twitter and decided to use it as a chance to draw how locked in i think they'd be when it comes to getting ready in the morning HAHAHA

in terms of who wakes up earliest to latest i think it'd go: fingolfin -> finrod -> nerdanel -> earwen -> feanor -> maedhros -> anaire -> fingon -> finarfin !!! i also never thought abt it before but. elves with makeup!!! i wonder what the various trends in valinor would be and how long theyd last....

[axoqiii]

☕️🥞 sketch dump

[noodles-and-tea]

…another.

[crystallizsch]

it’s the 25th for me so merry christmas (or happy holidays)!! ✨✨✨

[somegrumpynerd]

More dude and bruh texts

[proto-language]

"average detective is injured 3 times per year" factoid actualy just statistical error. average detective is injured 0 times per year. endeavours georg, who lives in oxford & is injured over 10,000 times each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted.

[nerdpearls]

today, us grian fans have been given the ultimate test.

will you prove yourself the ultimate fan, and watch the entire thing? will you skip to hermits you enjoy, or maybe to hermits you've never seen before? or will you be a coward and not even try?

good luck out there soldiers, and remember, sleep is just a concept

[borbology]

birthday boy is sleeepy...

[two-wrenches]

Our biggest daddy yet...?

[dailypenpen]

What do Genshin Men think of with you in their arms? (pt.1)

characters: Diluc, Xiao, and Kazuha.

notes: insecurities (Xiao) but other than that fluff. gn reader, only you pronouns used.

a/n: this is my first ever fanfic. ever. omg. this is nervewracking. I do hope everyone enjoys!!

Diluc thinks he does not deserve to be loved. The people he cherished most have slipped past his fingers like sand. And similarly to sand, the hourglass of time pulls these connections apart. He sits at the top, desperately trying to reach for the ones that have fallen away. Only tears reaching towards the bottom of the glass. Almost mocking him.

So he does not understand why you still stay. Why you are here sleeping peacefully by his side. Why you snuggle closer to him, your fingers grasping for him even in your sleep. Diluc feels like he can't breathe. Diluc can't fathom your actions, your love, your care, you most of all—

And yet, he accepts your hands reaching for him. Bringing them around his waist as he presses you close to his chest. His lips coming close to your ear as he whispers sweet nothings. His eyes staring at your sleeping form, the corner of his eyes crinkling with the thought of you. You who have stayed despite everything he's done to push everyone away. Diluc has always kept everyone from arm's reach, yet you somehow managed to instead be within his arms.

He supposes he should reward your efforts, at the very least.

Diluc brings your shared blanket up closer for the two of you. To perhaps shield you from this cruel world, he muses to himself. To be the only one to see such a sight. He continues staring at you with a tenderness that he believes you deserve from him.

He thinks he couldn't fall any more in love with you. But when you smile in your rest, soft and warm and full of life. Well, Diluc sighs as he holds you closer. Maybe there truly is no limit in loving someone as great as you. Someone who makes him believe that he alone is worthy to be held. To be held by someone like you.

"You are the reason why I dream, my love."

Xiao thinks that you are utterly ridiculous. You only remember to call his name when you are falling midway from a tall peak from Jueyun Karst? Did you not think of calling him when you were out trekking so that he could come with you to ensure your safety? Or even before that, when you first went out of the inn to go?

The wind around you moves with a great swiftness that it's almost hard to miss, but you can recognize it anywhere. He grabs you, quickly holding you in his arms. Xiao looks down at you in disappointment, quickly moving to the ground to rest his feet on. You open your mouth to speak, to defend yourself. But even before you can, his narrowed eyes quickly shut down any word you wanted to say. You opt to give him a sheepish grin in return.

His eyes instantly soften as you smile at him. How? He furrowed his eyebrows at you. How could a mortal like you not have any regard for your own safety? Why risk your life with no insurance that you'll get out unscathed? Or at the very least, alive?

He pulls you closer to him without meaning to, without realizing. He refuses to bring you down to the ground. To let you leave his arms. His breathing is ragged, his arms shaking at the countless thoughts that plague his mind. What if you never called out his name? What if Xiao couldn't hear you, couldn't save you?

Xiao's grip tightens on you more, yet he is careful to not hurt you.

You stay silent, not wanting to disrupt Xiao's thoughts. Your hand moves up to his cheek, rubbing circles in an effort to calm him. Xiao flinches at your touch. You slowly retract your hand away yet he leans towards your hand. Wanting your touch. Knowing that you are safe in his arms.

He stares at you, eyes vulnerable. The one thing he hated showing to anyone. Showing how he, as inhuman as he claims to be, cares. That you brought a weakness he desperately tries to hide. That you are a weakness.

"Be careful next time, my light."

Kazuha thinks you are beyond precious. The both of you are admiring the view of the sea from the Crux, nuzzled up to one another. The Crow's Nest (you once jokingly called it the Kazu's Nest with how frequently he goes up there) is the perfect place for the two of you to cuddle without the rest of the crew spotting you. To escape their endless teasing. Especially from Captain Beidou.

You absentmindedly play with his hair, the ponytail now loose as you continue running your hands through it. He chuckles softly at your mindless actions. You truly are adorable, aren't you? Kazuha muses to himself. He wishes he could write a poem about this very moment, to memorialize it. To engrave it onto his very memory.

Yet, he does not. He stays silent. He knows that it's enough that you are with him, that you are content in his embrace and that he is in yours. That no manner of poetry is enough to encapsulate his deep affection for you. To express his joy in being with you. To somehow portray your very essence in a few words.

He knows it's near impossible to summarize you, that would be unfair to your divine beauty. Can a single word even begin to describe who you are to him? Wondrous, heavenly, or maybe even godsent? Kazuha shakes his head in dissatisfaction. No, those aren't the right words either.

The sea rocks the boat and you squeak while gripping his clothes, afraid to move suddenly with the boat. Kazuha smiles at you, patting your head. You grin back at him, releasing your grip on him. Yet Kazuha quickly grasps your hands in his, earning a small gasp from you. He chuckles again, his eyes so full of love. Almost bursting out of the seams.

You laugh with him, and he looks at you like you're his entire world. Kazuha thinks he can finally have a way to describe you. You, the person whom he always wants to rest with. His one constant in his life of being a vigilante and vagabond. The one person in his entire life that he knows that no matter what he's faced, what he's experienced, will always be with him no matter what. That you are the one person he ever truly wanted.

Kazuha brings your hand close to his lips, kissing them delicately.

"You are my home, darling."

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[ddocson]

i'm self-indulging at this point — but i wanted to explore more of the expressive-tango-hair-thing, and i wanted to draw ranchers (ofc), and it became... this, 4am comic

since i made a point of "blue hair tango = sad," my thought here is that dungeon master tango has some connection with the wardens of the dungeon. since theyre "mourners," their feelings seep into him, and he's just. perpetually feeling their sadness. which is why he's always blue.

(also this would take place during the crossover in ranch 2)

[radioiaci]

For the radioapple 📻🍎 kiss train going on over on Twitter~ Google, play Tchaikovsky's "Valse Sentimentale"~

[icantdothistodaybruh]