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Tumblr Short Story: "Unholy" Kisses
Summary: This is a day that never dawned, a night that never came to be. A time where a Master spoke up beyond her mortification, saying things that inevitably led to more earlier down the line.
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Note: This is probably the most “thirsty” story I’ve written in a hot minute (and that says something when I’m the ace and look at most thirst-related FGO artwork with a One Punch Man “okay” face), and I’m affectionately blaming Sebas/@exmeowstic for this due to his encouraging it. And also inspiring me with his recent commission artwork for Passing Days. Thankie, beloved friend.
Note that the following does have spoilers for the manga adaptation of Salem, as well as consist of an AU/alternate universe of Passing Days proper. Kinda like a “what if” scenario after the ending of Day 45, where specific things could’ve played out differently. With a lot more yearning and kissing mixed in. So. You’ve been forewarned.
For a song to listen to, I recommend Kyle Landry’s 2021 piano cover of Dearly Beloved from Kingdom Hearts.
Please enjoy!
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“From what I’m aware of,” Sanson said with a face, giving Robin a look over Vy’s head, “your injuries aren’t serious enough to prevent you coming back into the troupe full-time. But I did have to apply stitches to your wounds, so at the moment, bedrest is a must, Archer.”
“Of course,” Robin deadpanned, unable to keep the grimace off his face in spite of Vy continuing to cling to him with her arms around his neck as he patted the top of her head. “How’s Circe?”
“Working,” Sanson replied, turning back to the nightstand to start packing up his first-aid supplies. “Last I checked, there were still a few things she wanted to adjust within her workshop, so I imagine she wants to be left alone for now.” As a bottle of antiseptic went back into his duffel bag, Robin could hear the soft clink clink of the glass bumping something inside. “She was the one to bring you back here, after all.”
No wonder the little sparrow was so worried. Robin glanced down at the brunette still hugging him with an internal sigh before returning Sanson’s gaze with a wry smile. “That explains things.” To Vy, he couldn’t help but raise his other arm to start rubbing comforting circles into her back, unable to ignore the growing wetness on his shoulder as she trembled against him. “Little sparrow,” he whispered, “I’m not going anywhere. You can let go now.”
To both his and Sanson’s surprise, Vy furiously shook her head, merely tightening her grip in the hug as she buried her face into his neck. “D-Don’t wanna,” is the mumbled response, sounding almost like a petulant child as she continued to have a bad case of the sniffles. “You w-worried me, you absolute dork…”
“Vy…”
“Which I understand your feelings, Master, all too well in fact,” Sanson put in, softer this time as he reached out to rest a hand against Vy’s shoulder, “but your clinging to him may make it harder for his stitches to stay in place. Is it alright if you could let him go now?”
By that point, Robin’s not sure whether to glare at Sanson or not as a soft “Ugu” tickles his neck, but Vy still loosens her grip on him as she pulls back from the hug. It didn’t stop him from feeling a nugget of guilt start to weigh down his stomach once he takes in the look on her face, and Sanson seems to notice it too, because he withdraws his hand in half the time it takes for Vy to sit back in her chair at Robin’s bedside, long brown hair shading her eyes. Tears still tellingly glisten from her cheeks and at Robin’s shoulder where she was crying, and the little sparrow proceeds to shakily reach into one of her pockets on her Standard Chaldean uniform. With another sniffle (not muffled this time), she pulls out a microfiber cloth, taking off her glasses to start wiping at the lenses with the small thing. “‘M… ‘m sorry,” comes out in a shaky wisp of a voice, hints of another sob climbing up her throat as she swallows thickly. “I… I…”
“Vy,” Robin said softly, giving Sanson his own look before the Assassin could open his goddamn mouth again, “it’s okay.”
Mid-wipe of her glasses, a few droplets fall onto the lenses past her fingers as Vy’s shoulders shake. “N-No, no, Robin, it’s not… it’s not…” A noise caught between a sob and a high-pitched wail then leaves her mouth, echoing in the room enough to make Sanson freeze in place as she shook her head. “It’s not okay, it’s just not…”
Oh no, Robin thinks.
“I’ll…” Sanson gulps, looking more and more uncomfortable by the second as he zipped up his duffel bag, slowly backing away to grab his coat as he inched closer towards the door. “I’ll take my leave now. I… I can see I have intruded on what appears to be a private moment, so you two can hash things out, Archer,” he then adds hastily, his hand finding some kind of purchasing grip on the doorknob before throwing open the door. “Don’t push yourself, Master,” is all he leaves Vy in passing as the door closes behind him, locking in place with a very solid click, and by then, Robin is left alone with his little sparrow.
His crying, very upset little sparrow.
Normally, Robin would’ve been pissed at Sanson leaving him to handle the work. But in this case, he couldn’t be bothered to even feel angry.
Not with Vy still crying in front of him.
“Vy,” Robin tries softly, sitting up and scooting out of the bed some to extend an arm in her direction. “It’s not your fault I got hurt.”
“B-But I was the one who ordered you to go out there with Circe to investigate the Whateleys, Robin…” Vy shockingly clams up in response to his touch, folding her glasses in her palm to squeeze with the microfiber cloth like a gosh darn stress ball as she brings her knees up to her face. “I was the one to ask you to go out there, and you…” This time, there is a sob as she shrinks further into her own little ball. “You could’ve d-died.”
And that’s the crux of the issue, isn’t it? Robin already knew Vy never liked seeing the people around her hurt. Heck, he knew things Sanson and the others didn’t thanks to their bond, from how she tried her best at everything, how she worked harder than anyone else just for the people she loved, even if it meant making a false image of being happy for her parents when they worried — forcing a smile for that aunt of hers who was still in the hospital for a cancer she wasn’t sure about when on a call before this whole mess of a Singularity. It didn’t make him feel any less guilty at knowing his calculated risk of a plan with Circe to face off against that fake-Lavinia ended up hurting her. Again, after what happened in SE.RA.PH too. And here he thought he was doing better at making it up to her.
“‘M sorry,” Vy sobs before Robin could open his mouth, wiping at her eyes fiercely with her sleeve while refusing to move from her new burrow of her knees, even if it meant her tears were starting to darken part of her stockings. “‘M sorry I wasn’t… I wasn’t there for you… I—”
“Hey.” Robin could feel his voice crack as he reached over, his hand finally finding some purchase in resting on top of her hair. “Hey, Vy. Don’t say that. That’s not it at all.” I could never blame you for a plan that went wrong. “I was the one who agreed to the plan. Besides, you did what you could, little sparrow, and it’s okay, really. Don’t clam up on me and just look at me, will you?”
Vy sniffled, but after a few more coaxing rubs of her head, she slowly peeked out past her wet stockings to meet his eye, and Robin couldn’t help the smile growing on his face as he reached over with his other arm to pull on her chair. Once the bottom half of the chair hit the mattress with a quiet thump noise, he reached out to her on instinct, ignoring his abdomen screaming at him from the bandages as his arms encircled her trembling form to pull her into him. Something small yet sharp was poking his waist, probably Vy’s glasses, but he couldn’t care less. Not right now.
“I’m still here, little sparrow,” he whispered, stroking her hair once her nose softly bumped his other, less wet shoulder. “I’m not dead yet. Just a bit mana-drained and hurt, that’s all. It’s not something we both can’t fix. So you don’t have to cry.”
Shaky hands reached up to press against his chest, a few more telling sniffles echoing into his neck as Vy slowly nodded. Then, to Robin’s surprise, she whispered, “S-So… if you got mana, you wouldn’t be as hurt right now?”
Robin blinked, pulling back some to let Vy wipe at her eyes with her sleeve as his muscles in his arms tensed. “I mean… yes?” Where are you going with this?
Vy ducked her head, extending one arm to drop her glasses and microfiber cleaning cloth onto the nightstand where Sanson’s duffel bag once was in time with her taking a deep breath. In and out. From their closeness, Robin could feel her chest heave from the effort. “Th-Then…” her ears turned pink from what he could see past her hair as she scrubbed at her face with her other sleeve. Were her cheeks turning pink too? “What if… what if I kissed you?”
“…Uh.” It took Robin a moment too long to realize he choked on his own saliva. “What?”
Vy inhaled sharply. “I-I said… what if I kissed you?” She then raised her head to meet his gaze, and Robin knew he wasn’t mistaking the bright rosy hue of her cheeks as the color spread to her nose. Embarrassment and familiar hardy determination shined in her red-rimmed eyes, all the more clear without her glasses as she stared at him. “I-I heard from Da Vinci a while back how mages could transfer mana through the… the exchange of fluids,” she stammered, shaking her head but still scooting closer to him, her fingers bumping his. “A-And said fluids could be anything from blood to saliva to…” Robin could then do nothing but watch as Vy covered her reddening face with both hands, shaking her head vigorously as she bit out, “Sexual fluids, and, and I thought saliva would be the safer option!”
…She went there. She really went there.
“Little sparrow,” left Robin in a voice he briefly couldn’t recognize as his own, “you don’t have to do that. Assassin stitched me up and bedrest is already on my agenda.”
“B-But!” Vy peeked at him through the cracks in her fingers, her brown eyes pleading now. Ack. “You’re still hurt, Robin…!”
“That doesn’t make it permanent, little sparrow,” he says, and goddammit, now he’s blushing too. “You don’t have to push yourself for me.”
“But it’s you!” Vy blurts out next, making any protests on his tongue crumble away once her hands fall to her lap and make fistfuls of her skirt. “I-I know, I know kissing without consent is considered sexual harassment, but it’s still you, you’re still hurt, and…” Vy shuts her eyes tight, enough for a stray tear to form in one corner (from her previous crying, no doubt) and slowly trickle down her red cheeks as he watches. “I don’t want to lose you, Big Robin. Even if I… I’ve never kissed someone ever, I’d rather kiss you if it meant not losing you. If it meant letting you live.”
Now what could he possibly say to that? To his little sparrow, with her shaking shoulders and fidgeting hands, basically offering herself to him on a metaphorical silver platter?
Robin exhaled a breath he didn’t need, feeling sweat start to form on the back of his neck as he considered. Da Vinci, Arturia, Achilles, and some of the other Servants back home definitely would have his head in the end if things went wrong (and really, what could be more wrong than what was going on now?), but, at a time like this—
“Okay,” he relented weakly. “Let’s do it.”
“…Huh?”
“Hey.” Robin reached over to take one of Vy’s hands in his to squeeze, unable to hide the weak grin forming on his face as he met her eyes. “It’s not sexual harassment if I consent to it, right?”
“Um,” Vy blinks, her cheeks turning redder by the minute. “Yes? I-I mean, I think so?”
How did I fall in love with such a clumsy little sparrow like you? A traitorous part of him thinks. Outwardly, he chuckles, tugging on her hand so that she’s leaning into him now. Her hands are pressing against his chest as his other hand slowly cups her cheek. “Then let me take the lead this time,” leaves him in a huff of a breath, unable to hide the delight starting to bubble up in his throat at the sight of Vy’s eyes reflecting his image alone in time with her cheeks turning rosier with his slow closing of the distance. “You’re shaking too much, Vy.”
“I-I’m sorry…” But Vy still leans into his palm, her cute pink lips parting some as her eyelashes fluttered at him. “I know I said what I said, but I-I really don’t have any experience with this…”
“Then close your eyes, little sparrow,” he whispers, his thumb rubbing at the corner of her eye where that one tear once was, wiping at it with all the care a ghost of a man like him could give. “I’ve got you.” An inch away from doing the deed, he finishes with a faint, “Stop me with a Command Seal if you ever feel uncomfortable.”
Vy still lets out a sound close to a whimper once his lips gently press against hers, but she doesn’t clam up like before. If anything, she tenses up just a bit, frozen as he moves his mouth against hers, but her hands aren’t pushing him away. To his surprise, they’re trembling against his chest, weakly clutching at some of his bandages and even the chain to his silver necklace around his neck for some kind of relief (or maybe to cling to him?) to match her timid demeanor. It’s a mild kiss, not nearly enough to exchange saliva like she probably intended to, especially considering it’s just a light press of mouths to begin with, but it’s soft and faintly sweet. In all honesty, Robin wanted the gesture to last for a single moment — not too long so that Vy could regain her composure, but when pulling back and looking at her red face, something inside him somehow snapped.
So cute…
A soft “Wah!” is then muffled between them as Robin leaned up to press his lips to Vy’s again, and this time, he swallows the noise in its entirety as he opens his mouth to trace her own with his tongue. She shivers even through the palm he has on her cheek, shyly opening her mouth after he rubs a coaxing line into her back with his other hand, and then her tongue carefully touches his. It’s just as shy when it comes to moving around, but Robin can’t help the smile he has going on mid-kiss because his taste buds finally get a taste of what he’s been dreaming about.
Sweet. Just like maple syrup. Did Mata Hari make pancakes for Vy’s breakfast?
Vy lets out another noise as he continues the kiss, something along the lines of a surprised “Ah!” this time. Her grip on his bandages and necklace weakens as she goes on to melt into his arms, the energy seemingly leaving her body as she leans into him. Her fingertips gently brush the skin along his collarbone a second later, making his heart jump when it didn’t need to, and so he can’t help the hand he has on her back moving to her waist to pull her down with him to the bed. Once his head hits the pillows behind him, he can feel her long brown hair tickle his cheeks as energy surged through his veins, the kiss barely stopping for breath because he finally got a taste and it’s not enough.
My little sparrow…
“B-Big Robin…” Vy squeaks (something along the lines of an embarrassed “Fwah—!”) once he pulls back and then his lips inevitably find hers again, interrupting her attempt at a sentence as the palm on her cheek moved, cupping the back of her head to keep her close for as long as he could savor it. Her weight doesn’t feel heavy against his abdomen as electricity tickles the back of his brain, his bandages for once not screaming at him as she leans against them, her chest pressing against his to the point he could feel how soft it was. Her tongue is pliant as he tugs at it with his own, the heat of her cheeks starting to warm his with the closeness as he tilted his head the other way. It’s not even a question of whether saliva is being exchanged anymore — every passing second has more mana running through his arteries and Vy is still kissing him back.
It takes Vy letting out another whimper for a shred of Robin’s common sense to come back, but it doesn’t last long once he breaks the kiss (was it the third? Or the fourth?) to take in the shininess of her lips and the bright red rosiness of her cheeks.
This little sparrow of mine…
Robin doesn’t realize he’s hastily unbuttoning the collar of Vy’s Standard Chaldean uniform until Vy’s eyes are wide open and she’s squeaking again, but he doesn’t regret pushing her hair back and pressing his lips to the column of her exposed neck where he could feel her pulse, nipping there some with his teeth to encourage more noises out of her throat. A little “Nn” here, an embarrassed “Ah!” there. They made up such a unique little song, just for him. It all sounded so cute, so irresistible, he really couldn’t help it. Plus Sanson locked the door, so he could do that much.
Despite his True Name, Robin Hood was still a petty bowman who could fall to the charms of a lovely young lady. And the young lady in his arms, Vy — it was still his little sparrow. His and his alone.
A small red mark lingers on Vy’s skin once Robin’s given her neck enough attention through so many trails of kisses, and looking up revealed Vy staring at him with wide and teary eyes past her curtain of brown hair. “Th… that wasn’t part of what Da Vinci told me,” she whispered, but the tiny smile and the little bit of embarrassed joy leaking through their bond reveals she’s not averse to it either. “But um… Robin?”
Robin grinned, moistening his lips with a swipe of his tongue. “Yeah?”
“Uh.” Vy blushes, her hands still pressing against his bandaged chest and collarbone. “Could you… could you kiss me again? O-On the lips, I mean? You still look hurt…”
What an excuse. I can’t even feel the stitches anymore.
With a chuckle, Robin sat up on the bed to take Vy into his lap, retracting the hand he had on her head to rest it against her chin, his thumb unable to help itself from tracing her bottom lip. It was a little swollen compared to before, but it was still so soft and pink and cute. “Be careful with those words, little sparrow. You’ll be eaten up by the big bad wolf at this rate…”
“N-Not if it’s you, Big Robin…” she insists, but she still closes her eyes and leans into his touch as he ducks his head to kiss her again. “I-I think I’d only want you anyways…”
Well, damn. Robin already knew if Abby walked in, the scene he’d be making with his Ringmaster would probably look “unholy.” But at this point, with Vy shivering in his arms and being oh so receptive to a former bandit taking her first kiss and then some, he couldn’t find himself caring much. The atmosphere was growing hotter, the air was getting stickier, and Vy was tasting sweeter.
And hey. Even a bowman like him could take some pleasure in tangling his fingers up in his little sparrow’s brown hair to pull her closer for more breath. More of her taste, more of her tongue, more of her lips when he never got such a delight out of them before. It honestly made him wonder why he didn’t kiss her sooner, because nothing in his time alive really compared to this. His old policy of “no strings attached” be damned — it weighed nothing compared to feeling his own Maid Marian melt against him, making noises only he could hear thanks to his actions.
“R-Robin…” Vy’s hands tug at his necklace this time. “Th-The others might come in later if we’re not careful…”
With another press of his lips to hers, Robin shrugged. “That’s what my cloak is for, isn’t it?”
“M-Muuu…” Her tongue still weakly reaches out to intertwine with his once he dives back in. “D-Dork…”
“Love you too.”
“Muu—ah!” And oh, Robin liked the sound of that one. He should nip at her neck more often.
In yet another kiss, Robin absently decided to bandage up Vy’s neck later so that no one would ask questions. Those marks were his and his alone, and no one else had to know. That was that.
Knowing his little sparrow, she wouldn’t mind talking it out. Probably.
#writing#short story#passing days#au thingie#robinvy#fate grand order#robin hood#mastersona vy#charles henri sanson#well this was thirsty#i'm still blushing when posting this#very long post#tw: kissing#there is so much longing and thirst in this GOD#how did I write this?#inspired by friends#and the salem manga#let it be said the salem mangaka draws Robin very handsomely and I blush every time#note that this doesn't happen in passing days' canon timeline#just a what if#unedited
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let the tide carry you home
#wadds art#dream smp#part number ive lost count of my 'exile but tommy water powers' thingy thats not quite an au#moslty just a cool conceptt#tommyinnit#dsmp#tubbo#ctubbo#ctommy#clingy duo#clingyduo#tommyinnit fanart#tubbo fanart#new lmanburg#dsmp exile arc#dsmp new lmanburg#dsmp fanart
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beast peak's shixiong 🐲✨
#i'm still playing around with the little fox beast thingy#so bear with me for inconsistencies#svsss#scum villian self saving system#shen yuan#shen jiu#my art#beast peak au#TUMBLR WHY DID YOU EAT THE QUALITY OH MY GOD#it's not even a detailed drawing#but also nOT THIS BLURRY??
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if homestuck was trolls.....
#homestuck#homestuck au#species swap#oddities&curiosities#wanted to make a trollswap thingy bcs most of them are underwhelming for me#especially when they dont even give them fun names they just name them shit like jaayde harley or whatever#pls do ask me abt them i think theyre funny :]
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two new critters just dropped
#mirabelle is some sort of bunny mouse pika sheep thingy. and isabeau is like a bird with paws. its ok it doesnt have to make sense#theyre critters :) thingies that can fit in ur pocket#brin was organising sprites for the wiki and describing them as various gatherings of animals (bunnies and cockatoos) and by god i had to#so. fresh critters for u all#i'll make the others some day too. inspo just has to hit first#i dont think i'll spoiler mark this one bc its just silly au playing with my tuoys animals yay yippee smol time :)#isat critters#isat#in stars and time#isat mirabelle#isat isabeau#isat loop#my art
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some sort of nukenin kakashi, idk
#not even an au just a silly thingy#tin's art tag#naruto#naruto shippuden#shippuden#kakashi#hatake kakashi#kakashi hatake#naruto art#naruto fanart#artists on tumblr
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just a beautiful blue naga resting in hot spring<3
Moon is from the coiled around the fine line between love and fear by @crazedauthor
#little thingy#fnaf sb#fnaf security breach#fnaf daycare attendant#fnaf moon#moondrop#fnaf fanart#fnaf naga au#fnaf dca#please I want more#he's a baby#give him love hugs and kisses#lots of kisses
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[barges into ur inbox looking harried with blood on my face] i’m dying and the only way to save me is by talking about ur self indulgent zuko time travel bs
[i cradle you gently in my arms] no... stay with me.... [places this into your chest]
i think the dynamics would be so funny between these 3 in particular with 16 y/o zuko being pitiful and emo, 19 y/o or post-comic zuko being more silly and getting into his groove and looking up to his older self a Lot, and 28 y/o zuko acting all cool and stoic to try and impress his younger selves when in reality he tripped over his robes the other day and fell into the turtleduck pond
#there will be more#trust#if i knew how tumblr worked#id do an askbox thingy.. r those still a thing#what do i call this au...#zuko^3#that sounds stupid help#atla#atla zuko#atla fanart#zuko#zuko fanart#avatar the last airbender#avatar fanart
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Average university experience
#based on real life events#don't do this btw it has horrible long lasting consequences.#finals may be killing you but keep that routine up and they /might actually/ end you#last year I had the idea of a uni au which stayed as various notes. drawings and a few drafts#well I have finally started to work on it recently to flesh it out better#I'm planning to stick to the plan of it being a fun thingy to have. mostly just to put them in Uni Situations yk yk#it's the ultimate projection au for a myriad of reasons. putting vash in my major and ww in one of my most dreaded classes but actually mak#him enjoy it will be therapeutic to me in soooo many ways. loved the class. fuck the teacher tho. ww won't go through the same#however he will be cursed with Knives so wtv#trigun#vash the stampede#trigun stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#vashwood#trigun fanart#vash#wolfwood#nicholas trigun#lenssi draws#Trigun Uni! AU
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If Timmy struggled with adjusting to magic because he was raised on earth, does that mean this is the reason Peri also struggles? Since in his early years he grew up on earth with his parents?
Yup! There's a multitude of reasons why Peri struggles so much, but they all lie in his origins. Peri was born from a wish! And Wishes, well. They're not meant to last long. Most wishes become unstable as the years go by, but Peri's persisted because he's an entire living being!
CosWan initially feared Peri wouldn't grow up properly, but he turned out nearly as fine as any other Fairy would! Probably!!
Growing up on Earth, being related to the VonStrangles, born from a 10 year old's wish, living past the lifespan of wishes, beyond that of humans... Each part is rather small, but when added together, it culminates into a very... very unstable baby.
Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]
Instability: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]
#fairly oddparents#fop#fop a new wish#fop cosmo#cosmo#fop peri#peri#fop jorgen vonstrangle#fop jorgen#jorgen vonstrangle#fop wanda#wanda#fop timmy turner#fop timmy#timmy turner#asks#itty bitties fop au#ill have you know timmy held onto his consciousness until the moment jorgen bubbled peri and the baby boy fell asleep#timmy passed the FUCK out so fast afterwords haha. a bit too much of a blood loss that one.#ALSO YIPPIE END OF THIS SECOND BATCH#THERES 4 PARTS LEFT!!!#and then i can remove the 8 asks in my inbox about this aauhahehehe#man.#ough. slowly but surely im getting through them all guys!!!!#once all asks are cleared imma do a BIG celebration thingy when it opens up again !!!#ALSO ALSO#THE FORESHADOWS ARE SHADOWING#if you can pick up what im putting down
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he's not the kind of guy u would want in charge
#frigid arts#the amazing digital circus#tadc#tadc caine#kinitopet#kinitopet fanart#swap au#crossover thingy#indulgent cause i love caine's body sm
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A vampire and a werewolf walk onto a crime scene...
#perez: what the fuck was that#spoiler alert then they fall in love bc im a sap#also no one else knows they are creatures (except Perez knows Strahm is a werewolf) they just sense each other#drawing this nearly took me out#werepire au#hoffstrahm#coffinshipping#mark hoffman#peter strahm#sawposting#saw#saw fanart#drawing#saw au#srry im not good at real comics my brain only works in film or something i only do storyboard type thingies#also i feel like this more than anything is giving me violent flashbacks to running my old askblog haha#the desire to make a billion weird little comics of situations
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And now all I do is feel.
I hate when you’re not here, when you’re nowhere around and I can’t reach you. I knew everything was going to fall.
Look at me. So helpless as a result of your actions. I don’t blame you, but dammit you should of stayed away from me. I lose my sense of reality when you frown at me, even though I deserve to see that side of you. Please just come back once again and let me make things better, let me fix everything. I couldn't before so just let me do it now. Please. Please. I beg of you.
What have you done to me?
#undertale#undertale aus#utmv#undertale artist#undertale au art#killer sans#Chat this might be the cringiest thing I've done yet#killertale sans#yn x canon#I had to make a part two for the last thingy
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The Promised Neverland manga spoilers!
[Day 201]
Everyone blame cherrysherin2 (go check out this art that made me absolutely lose it) I take no responsibility
#dddaily4sherin#The Promised Hermitopia#desert duo#grian#goodtimeswithscar#ft cub cameo#trafficblr#my art#comic#tw blood#tw impalement#tw scopophobia#dialogue taken from chapter 93 of the tpn manga ofc!! as well as some panel redraws but i changed a lot around#this got out of hand sO INCREDIBLY QUICK HELP ITS NOT SUPPOSED OT BE FULLY COLORED#so sorry to the people that have absolutely no context I swear im planning to do a premise comic thingy soon (probably)#im just struggling to design xisuma bc how the HELL DO U MAKE HIM XISUMA WITHOUT THE HELMET ASJKDHAHUD O7#this au is not only living in my brain rent free. its brainworms are eating up the fucking walls
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