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For my prize, literally anything Inarizaki related💕
£ hcs of Inarizaki losing their kid(s) in a public or not so public area! enjoy!
tw: language, but sfw! :) children, mentions of kidnapping and abduction, panicking, & fluff! a name wheel decided the gender of the kids! tell me if I looked over something!
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£ Happens at a festival, which has got to be the worst place to lose anything... EVER.
£ The thing is that he let go of his kid's hand to buy her she wanted from the vendor. Then, he turned around to give her the little Hello Kitty plushie she asked for and–
£ She wasn't there?!
£ The worst-case scenario is the first thing that comes to his mind:
£ His kid was just kidnapped! Somebody swooped her up and ran off!! >:0
£ Drops whatever he was doing and immediately starts calling her name.
£ Oh, man. how was he gonna tell you that he lost your kid?
£ Hold on, you were with them when she went missing.
£ Definitely takes him a while to realize you're not there either, but when he realizes, he deadass freaks out.
£ Cause they took you TOO?
£ They fr just abducted his little family???
£ Bro starts wailing and yodeling both of your names, and the bypassers are wondering why there's a grown ass man crying and holding a Hello Kitty plushie.
"Aran, what are you crying for?"
£ His head whips around so fast that he almost gets whiplash, and he runs over to scoop you both up in a big bear hug.
£ You could barely make out what he was saying through his hiccups, but you told him that you had to take your 4 year old to the bathroom because she had to use the bathroom.
£ He ultimately feels silly for crying over nothing and holds his little girl even tighter.
"Aw, dry your tears away, papa!"
£ For some reason, the tears fall even more.
£ Moral of the story: going to the bathroom is a family activity.
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£ On his farm cause he becomes an extremely cautious parent once he steps off his property with his son.
£ He loses his kid in the most sensible way: playing hide-and-seek.
£ Ngl, he's a protective parent, so if he searches for the kid in 4 places and still can't find him, he starts getting anxious.
£ Once that happens, he calmly asks you to help him find him. He literally:
"Ya wanna help look for 'im, love? We should give 'im a good ticklin' when we find 'im."
£ Now, you think it's a game, but he's secretly on high alert. Heightened senses and all.
£ Saying he's on the prowl sounds crazy, but he's fr on the prowl. 💀💀
£ He's sniffing his son out like a wolf, and he's so close to his son’s hiding place.
£ The anticipation is getting to the 6 year old, and he stays hidden for as long as he can. Well, until his bladder betrays him.
£ The poor boy fr comes out from his hiding spot sloshing in his wellies.
"Um, dad. I... had an accident."
£ If you've played an intense game of hide-and-seek, you know what I mean.
£ Kita feels so BAD cause he hounded the urine out of his son, but at the same time, he's glad the boy wasn’t lost.
£ You both reassure him that it's okay and help him waddle to the house.
£ Big W for Kita.
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£ Dude would probably lose his kids in his own house.
£ Very clingy with his kids, so if they leave his sight for a second, he believes he lost them.
£ Just for the record, they're twins; one girl and one boy. Fate chose him.
£ He most likely lost his kids when he turned his back to them to fix them a snack. Then, he turned back around, and they had VANISHED.
£ One word to describe this man: HYSTERICAL.
£ Immediately, bro throws the snacks and frantically searches for them.
£ Cause where could they be?? How far could they go in that short time he'd turned around?
£ Checks nearly the whole house. Their bedrooms, the living room, the bathroom, and the kitchen. He even checks outside.
£ He comes back in after running himself ragged for at least an hour, but to no avail. That must mean...
£ EVIL SPIRITS CAME AND PREYED ON THEIR SWEET INNOCENT SOULS.
£ Yes, he's highly superstitious.
£ Ends up making the executive to march upstairs and consult with you.
£ He gets to your shared room and BURSTS through the door; almost slammed the shit off its hinges.
"Hun, they took 'em! Dammit! I warned 'em 'bout evil that dwells in the dark! The haints, sum'n paranormal!"
"Jeez, Atsu, can you quiet down? They just crashed. Tell me what the parnormal took with your inside voice."
£ Automatically notices that your kids are lying down with you, and all of his worries wash away.
£ He brushes the whole ordeal off his shoulder like a grain of salt and tells you nevermind.
£ This situation has occurred more than once.
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#I had Osamu and Suna's type up#but Tumblr deleted it#I'm so sorry for the wait#haikyuu!!#hq#hq x reader#ojiro aran#aran ojiro#kita shinsuke#kita haikyuu#haikyuu fluff#hq fluff#miya atsumu#atsumu x reader#hq atsumu#atsumu fluff#aran haikyuu#aran hq#kita fluff#miya twins#hq headcanons#q 🦎#leaux needs help#haikyuu scenarios
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#my giant masterpost for my two whole art pieces#but I like to keep all my fanart in the same place. I’ll update it if I do more#gravity falls#bill cipher#Stanford pines#ford pines#my art#digital art#artists on tumblr#surreal art#fun fact the first time I tried to post this bricked the app so hard I had to delete it twice to make it let me post again#normal. I love Mobile!#art masterpost
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If you want to write a dumb little story with a dumb little plot and ridiculously silly characters. No one's stopping you. Genuinely, no one should be allowed to stop you. Write that dumb story with your whole heart and don't hold back.
#look I've deleted fics that made me feel awful#There's a time and a place#A good idea will come back to you again#But some things should be given time to settle#writeblr#writing tips#writing#writer advice#writers on tumblr
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I will take that rabbit and give him found family whether he LIKES IT or NOT.
Click for higher quality + alt text :)
#my art#digital art#comic#tadc#tadc fanart#tadc jax#tadc pomni#tadc kinger#tadc ragatha#tadc gangle#tadc zooble#the amazing digital circus#tadc comic#amazing digital circus#pomni#is. is caine in there. technically#ALT TEXT IS SO HARD OMGGGG#i had to write the 4th pages alt text like 4 times bc tumblr kept deleting it
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"content creator" is a corporate word.
we are artists.
#anti ai#fuck ai#artists on tumblr#please do not call me or any artist a content creator#i'm an artist. a fanartist. a designer. but not a content creator#ai clowns in my replies will be deleted and blocked without response so do not waste your breath#you are not an 'artist' for generating an image any more than you are a chef for ordering from a restaurant. someone Else did the work.#owen dennis just deleted all his blue sky stuff again and i hate that he does that because he makes such interesting comments#about the entertainment industry lmao i need to just. start screenshotting every smart thing he says#anyway thats why i decided to finally make this when its been sitting in drafts for a few months#owen dennis#edit - if you dont know who owen dennis is he's the creator of one of the best animated series of the last 20 years (Infinity Train)#he's very open about talking about art and the entertainment/animation industry on social media and in his newsletter and hes so cool 4 it
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im just someones weird sister
#unemployed voice. cant find the original tumblr search sux#<- twas a blatant ripoff of the “im just someones weird coworker” post which i could not find#also. havent deleted it because i like very occasionally seeing my mutuals pop up in the notes
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Save me fem Aziracrow, save me
#good omens#aziraphale#crowley#aziracrow#ineffable wives#fem aziracrow#tw: nudity#I wonder if Tumblr will delete the boobs.#we will see.#procreate#digitalart#illustration#my art
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I don't know who needs to hear this, but as a creator -
I am fine with "the audience" -
downloading my fics
printing my fics
copy/pasting or screenshotting my fics
sharing your saved copy of my fics with anyone else who might want them in the unlikely but never impossible case that my fics are no longer available on ao3
making a book of my fic(s) and running your fingers across the pages while lovingly whispering my precioussss
doing these things with anything I create for fandom, such as meta, headcanons, au nonsense like 'texts from the brodinsons,' etc
I am not fine with "the audience"
doing any of the above with the purpose/intent of plagiarizing my work or passing it off as their own in any capacity
feeding my work into ai for any reason whatsoever
Save the fandom things. Preserve the fandom things. Respect the fandom things.
Enjoy the fandom things.
#fanfic#ao3#archive of our own#fandom things#tumblr things#i may have said this at some point#i'm sure i have#but whatever - just in case#i don't say this with the presumption that i'm so amazing and people are clamoring to save my fics#but just if anyone is so inclined that's all#ftr i don't intend on ever removing my fics from ao3 or deleting fandom things from this blog#i've always shared my fandom things with the intent of keeping them shared bc that's the whole point of posting#but the fandom atmosphere and ao3 constantly being under attack who knows what can happen#not that this applies to anyone but should all else fail you can also reach out to me and i will personally give you a copy#at least of fics bc i save everything#not so much the tumblr things but this is a good reminder to myself that i should do that for the things i care about#that i've made or done and only posted here#anyway sorry i have now used up my quota of the putting words into sentences doing for today#i have plans to stare into the void now
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quick sketch before any of the eps drop today !
#tangotek#also tango i wholeheartedly believe in you#tuff guy more like soot guy amirite#wild life smp#trafficblr#my art#this was me trying out my new tablet btw#3/4s facing left my beloved#i just wanted to draw him emo#i might delete this later (not that it matters on tumblr apparently)
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her iconic hair flip
girlfriend (madoka) art
#felt cute might delete later#☺️#i love my world ending lesbians#yes i am doing madoka next#AUFH I LOVE THEM#homura akemi#madoka magica homura#madoka magica#anime art#art#artist on tumblr#puella magi madoka magica#madoka x homura
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Adding more to the Hungarian Miku list:
Szép busó Miku ✨
#hatsune miku#miku#myart#traditional art#fanart#illustration#artist on tumblr#miku fanart#szép busó#hungarian miku#sokac viselet#folklore#folktale#magyar miku#busó járás#tea soaked#anilinky#floral pattern#kereplő#clapper#herlitz paper#deleter ink
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CAN TUMBLR STOP DELETING PALESTINIAN BLOGS?!?!?
THE WOMAN IS TRYING TO SAVE HER BABY
Go donate to Suad's campaign. This is her 2nd blog to get deleted/restricted
#tumblr shist#fuck tumblr#tumblr deletes Palestinian blogs#staff#palestine#gaza#israel#free palestine#genocide#free gaza#gaza strip#humanitarian aid#evacuation#gfm
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Pet the Dog
[Webtoon / Tapas / Patreon]
#my art#monsters and girls#comic#domino#adam#for some reason tumblr straight up deleted this comic despite scheduling it for today#bizarre!
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Not to be a killjoy during the boopage, but just reminding people that Matt Mullenweg, tumblr's CEO is being sued for abusive employment conditions, wage theft, and harassment.
I love that boops are back, but fuck the racist, transphobic shithead in charge of this place.
#boop#boops#tumblr#matt mullenweg#photomatt#i doubt i get terminated for this but if it becomes too popular im going to delete this post#definitely reblog the one i linked though#halloween
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Part 2/2
By the time Stanley had realized he wasn't as alone as he believed himself to be entrapped in this ravenous abyss; he had honestly begun to suspect that he was finally starting to properly lose his mind.
In all the ceaseless miles that Stanley had journeyed during his apparent permanent residence within the dark devouring void, not once had he encountered another conscious, walking, talking being similar to himself. Every other formerly living creature that he had crossed paths with had been so... silent. Empty. Dead, in every sense of the word. It was as though the very essence of life itself had been sucked out of their bodies with a straw, their forms slowly falling apart piece by piece under the vicious gluttony of the darkness that surrounded them. They looked like they actually were supposed to be there, unmoving and comatose, unlike him.
So, when Stanley first began to encounter the twins, all of a sudden, he wasn't the only one in the dark.
When meeting the first pair of them, he found himself standing in a lake.
He hadn't even noticed the changes at first. It felt as though he had been walking for weeks on end, his body moving purely on autopilot and his aching legs leading him towards a destination only it knew. A thick fog of forgetfulness and flickering memories had descended upon his brain like a heavy blanket of numbing static as he had traveled. In this absentminded state, he hadn't even realized that the ever-present undulating, buzzing darkness surrounding him had begun to gradually shift and morph to form a horizon line; stretching into tall looming cliffsides that almost seemed to close in on him. Once the nonexistent floor beneath his soles abruptly began to ripple and warp, like the disturbed surface of a shallow puddle; only then did he finally notice his transformed environment.
The transition was seamless, almost dream-like. One moment, he was still surrounded by that filthy, overwhelming abyss; and the next, his boots were suddenly plunged deep into the cold, dark lake water.
The silence didn't leave, however. It still choked and stuffed its way into Stanley's ears to clog up his mind with thick cotton; the eerie quiet not quite matching the calm, almost serene scenery the void seemed to have abruptly transformed itself into. Like a movie with its sound cut off; leaving only the unsettling hum of the projector to fill the empty air.
It was odd. The lake was surely incredibly deep. He could obviously tell from how thin and pathetically small the shores appeared all the way from where he now unceremoniously stood in the middle of the lake. Stan could look down and see the darkness below his feet swallow what meager light that managed to break through the murky waters. The overwhelming black almost seemed to beckon him, gaping and haunting; a bottomless underwater pit of pitch black that never seemed to end.
And yet, he didn't sink. Stanley remained perfectly level, the almost ink like waters stopping just at ankle level, as though he were held up just above the surface by some invisible force. Even the writhing waves seemed small and low, as though the waters were shy to climb up his legs further than that. It was odd, so very odd.
However, it wasn't nowhere near as odd as the sight that greeted him when he finally lifted his eyes from the waters.
Stanley had crossed paths with truly unbelievable sights in this strange somewhere; from bursting, collapsing stars; to the imploding heat death of entire universes, but none of them seemed to hold the candle to what he saw then when he lifted his eyes:
Children.
Two, to be exact. Two, nearly identical looking children stood motionless before him; completely soaked through to the bone as though they had taken a plunge into the frigid water that pooled around their ankles. It was a girl and a boy, both adorned with twin expressions utterly devoid of emotion, their wide eyed stare seeming to burn holes into his thin jacket. Their drenched clothes sagged off of their scrawny frames; thin rivulets of water dirpping off of them and disturbing the glassy surface of the water at their feet. The little girl's hair had messily stuck to her face in thin sodden strands, her cheeks still full and round with youth just like the boy's. They looked young. Too young to be in a place such as this.
Oh, but their eyes; their eyes.
They burned with such anger; such injustice, brighter than any dying star or galaxies he had ever seen. Anger towards the world, to fate, to whatever cruel deity that had deemed them fit to be sent to this wretched place so prematurely. They were too young to be here; to be entrapped like he was amongst this hungry darkness. And yet, here they were, sheer denial against their own untimely deaths being the only thing keeping them awake and conscious amongst the dead and rotting. A show of juvenile defiance to nature itself so vehement even the all-consumign darkness seemed hesitant to devour them whole just yet.
It saddened him. It saddened him to know that they belonged there, that they were supposed to be there. He could see it, he could feel it; they were dead. No amount of determination could deny that universal fact.
When they spoke, Stanley could hear anger:
Stan chuckled in a futile attempt to lighten the suddenly heavy atmosphere that threatened to crush him whole. "A lake monster? You kids and your imagination," he teased, hoping to somehow rid the poor kids of the haunted look that seemed to whirl in their glares. No child should have been burdened with such a knowing look; such eyes that looked like they had seen everything there was to see about the world, the horrid and the good.
Clearly, it had been the wrong thing to say, and Stanley's faux pas was rewarded with a scowl from the little boy. A world's worth of sour contempt etched into every contorted groove that his grimace seemed to dig into his much too young face. Stan suddenly felt guilt squeeze at his weary bones for having caused that.
"That's what they all said," the boy spat out, eyes shining with a sheen of wetness Stan wasn't sure he was prepared to deal with.
Stan left that first interaction with the twins with the feeling of guilt and sorrow still clining to him.
He couldn't have known, at the time. He couldn't have known that this wouldn't be anywhere near the last time that he would meet the pair. He hadn't realised just how many of them there were. After that first pair, his endless journeying within the Abyss was hardly be spent alone anymore. Countless more times, he came face to face with the exact same two young and impossibly worn faces; forced to meet one pair of beaten and bruised kids after another.
Not one pair had died the same death as another. Some had gotten lost, prey to whatever threat that had snatched them up out in the open; some had fallen from high up; some had been crushed under an incredible weight; some had burned; some eaten alive; some zombified. Some didn't even seem physically harmed at all, body perfectly intact, and yet that same faraway, distrubed look in their eyes remained.
He thought the worst ones were the ones he found alone. A little girl or a little boy, left all lonesome without their other half there. Twins, he remembered a pair of them telling him once.
Once, he had come across a town full of silent, stone statues. It was a rustic, shabby, almost nostalgic looking town- odd and strangely familiar. The sight of it had tugged at an aged memory that had long since wasted away in the back of his mind. It was serene, almost deceptively so. The sun shone; the air smelled crisp and fresh; numerous waterfalls continued to crash down from the tall cliffsides; and a soft nonexistent breeze whistled through the thicket of pine trees that blanketed the outskirts of the town. None of it seemed to match the gruesome scene of the hundred wailing statues that littered every inch of the town.
He had found the boy's statue on the other side of town, deep within the green forest and toppled over the gnarled roots of a towering tree. Like the rest of the townsfolk, he too, was frozen mid-shriek; his stone face twisted and contorted into a mock impression of a silent scream as his body lay paused in a writhing struggle. He made sure to be gentle when he carried the boy's statue over to place it beside the girl's, whose statue stood far deeper into the forest, sporting the same rictus grimace of terror as her brother's. It somehow felt wrong for them to have been so far apart from one another, even in death.
He had come to dread meeting of the twins. He hated every second he had to confront yet another pair of dead children that did not belong here, but fate had decided they did. He despised having to listen to their tales of woe as they wept about the injustice of the world, of having died young; he despised himself for being unable to do more than weep with them.
"We don't belong here, Grunkle Stan," he would listen to the little girl weep, calling him a title he didn't recognize. He never remembered if they had ever told him their name, but they all seem to know his, without a fail. "If we're dead, then what about you? What about Grunkle Ford? Mom? Dad? What about them? We can't be dead, we can't be," they would say, confusion and frustration written all over their faces. They didn't understand. They didn't understand why they had come to the darkness so early, so unfairly.
He never knew what to say, he'd never been good with words.
All he could do was kneel down to their levels and engulf them in his arms, hoping he could somehow squeeze the pain straight out of their bodies in his embrace. He hugged them, because what else could he do?
#OKAY SO YOU KNOW THAT ONE SCENE IN THE BOOK OF BILL OR SMTH WHERE THEY SHOW ALL THE ALTERNATE UNIVERSE VERSION OF DIPPER AND MABEL#WHEN THEY WEREN'T AS LUCKY AS THEIR ORIGINAL COUNTERPARTS#THAT'S WHO STAN MEETS HERE#I need you people to know that I had to rewrite this whole thing like 3 times because my dumbass#was writing a whole ass fic in TUMBLR DRAFTS so obviously it kept deleting itself <3#but it was worth it for the Stan angst <3#watch how many trigger warnings I can fit in this post#tw child death#tw death#tw dead animals#tw graphic description#tw graphic violence#tw graphic#tw body horror#tw scopophobia#tw gore#TELL ME IF I GOTTA TAG MORE!!#gravity falls#gravity falls au#HWINEBHABWNAJCAHOWEEATOWEUB AU#stanley pines#stan pines#grunkle stan#dipper pines#mabel pines#pines twins#absolutely not beta read- so if there are any grammar mistakes or plot holes... shhhhhh you saw nothing...#my writing#my fic#my art
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i am capable of one thing only (pokemon au of things i like)
the ofa equivalent is eevee’s special z move lol
#this is such a scribble i might delete later#mha#bnha#izuku midoriya#bakugou katsuki#bkdk#bakudeku#i guess#pokemon#art#drawing#artists on tumblr#digital art#skibbles#i wanted to kinda mimic the red/blue pokespe rival art but i did not in fact look at it#the official art i mean
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