#feeding myself content

[frosty-tian]

“You don’t understand, I need Graham and Boulder to kiss then have little electric sparks n’ steam to fly off of Boulder. Then Graham, no no, them both, to giggle like awkward school girlies. In this essay I will-!”

[ruporas]

hands and touch (ID in alt)

[hinamie]

i have so much band!au content in the pipeline my brain is Rotting but enjoy these two for now

jjk band!au

[blackkatdraws2]

There are more things in the Parable than Stanley knows about. [Blank Scripts AU]

[jash-t]

"Princess, do you know how to keep a big bad secret?"

[nihilico]

Delusional

[uncanny-tranny]

Good news! You aren't required to make your hobbies and passions "marketable." In fact, your crafts, hobbies, and passions don't even need to be public if you so choose. You don't have to spend all of your energy becoming perfect if you aren't enjoying the process. You are not a product, you are a person, a creative, and your work also does not need to be a product.

[imjustapoorwayfaringgeek]

Sunbeam☀✨

Otayuri Week Day 1 - Sharing a Bed

[blondeaxolotl]

Hiii I just want you to know I adore your red butler au and have been waiting to see more specifically about grelle as a demon butler in it, headaconons and stuff so hope you'll go back to that one day!!

Aww I'm flattered, thank you!! 😭

Red Butler Au is like my first black butler au so I'm flattered to know people still like it, I don't doubt I will come back to it eventually. It's just that I cannot control whatever I'm hyperfixating on so it might take me a while to get back to and have my focus on it again

But since I do not know when that will be, I decided to quickly doodle the red butler and her lady as a quick little treat for your patience

[greenbirdtrash]

where ya going

[twistedappletree]

lan jingyi: *sitting on a basket that’s making angry clucking noises*

lan sizhui: jingyi, what is that?

lan jingyi: a basket

lan sizhui: i mean what’s inside?

lan jingyi:

lan sizhui:

lan jingyi: let’s say, hypothetically speaking, i found a way to trap a demon in the body of a chicken—

lan sizhui: what?! how did you even do that?!

lan jingyi: “hOw DiD yOu EvEn Do ThAt?” aren’t you the one who told me i can do anything i put my mind to??

[magiiheim]

I miss KHUX

[ryuubff]

you ever think about how much strain is prolly on the mc … although you think you’re somewhere familiar, with people whom you know and love. they don’t actually know you like You know them … and you only have one person who you truly do know and trust.

extra mimir sleeping peacefully:

i got brainworms of hc that perhaps mc getting terrorizes by nightmares and going to solomon about it sicne theyre prolly. A. Little fucked up from whats been going on esp when it happened outta nowhere 😭😭😭😭😭 like the new card got me thinking abt how maybe solomon has comforted them before….. SORRY SOLOMON ALSO GOT ME FUCKED UP!!!!

[blackkatdraws2]

Han Myungoh and Han Dareum~ [Omniscient Readers Viewpoint]

My personal headcanon is that Han Myungoh had to consult a cosmetologist to teach him how to style a woman's hair so he could make pretty hairstyles for his daughter, Han Dareum.

Because I'm sure he wouldn't know how to do a girl's hair since he's never done it before!! ----------------★ [The scenario below is inspired by the future events of the novel // might contain spoilers!] [Content Warning: Injury, Angst, Hurt]

He clutches at his daughter's limp body. Her frail body was weak, but still breathing, albeit faintly.

"You'll be alright, sweetheart. You're alright, I'm here. Appa is here, sweetheart. I came back for you like I promised--"

He mumbles words of comfort into his daughter's ears. Hugging her, making sure she's safe in his arms, making sure she's still alive.

By now, he wasn't sure whether these words were for his daughter or for himself. But he repeats them anyway.

His Han Dareum was finally home.

[monstertreden]

⋮ ACT FAST,ASSISTANT! ⋮

-Reader: FEM reader (Can be either platonic or romantic) -TW: it's Faust, lol  -Character: DR. Faust (Guilty Gear, Pre-Strive events) Summary: Headcanons about Dr. Faust and the reader as his apprentice. -Word count : 978 -A/N: One of my favourite characters in GG actually, he’s so silly I love himmm

💉Oh lawd..where do I start with this man.. ­­­He’s unpredictable at his best; one moment he’s working alongside you, and the next, he nearly destroys the entire operation room by tripping and sliding across an operating table…

You could only sigh and rub your temples, turning around to organise the paperwork

"I swear, Faust, where did you—"

💉Next thing you know as soon as you turn your head around, he’s already gone. You MUST always keep an eye, or maybe two, on him and his whereabouts. God knows where the hell he flew off with that bizarre umbrella of his! It’s like watching over a grown-sized toddler with the curiosity of a... a ferret on a sugar rush!

Soon you hear the faint sound of something crashing in the distance, followed by an unfamiliar squeal “Not again… I bet somehow, he got himself stuck in a damn tree...”

Quickly exiting the lab, you found the doctor hanging upside down from a tree branch, giggling maniacally

“Ah, my dear assistant! You found me! You wouldn’t believe the view from up here! I think I might have discovered a new form of aerial medicine! Join me!"

💉Through his eccentric personality, Faust is remarkably and incredibly protective when it comes to his assistant’s safety, during their more chaotic medical missions.

Walking down a dark alley you whispered “This place gives me the creeps, eughhhh... Are you sure we should be here? Can we give this to maybe someone else??”

“Nope, nope! my dear assistant. There’s a mystery to solve here, and patients to help, which is our primary concern! But don’t worry!!—your safety is my top priority above all else!”

You two move deeper into the dark hospital, shadows playing tricks on their eyes. Suddenly, a loud crash echoes from a nearby room, and you screech, instinctively clutching Faust’s sleeve. “What was that?!”

Placinga reassuring hand on her shoulder, Faust pauses momentarily “Pfff..It’s probably just a… mischievous ghost. Or perhaps an unstable ceiling.” Despite his light-hearted comment, Faust steps in front of you and starts skipping, leading the way. “Let’s hope for the ceiling!”

💉Not only that, but he also genuinely cares about his assistant well-being. Such as asking if you had breakfast, lunch, snack time and dinner too. At times forgetful, he tries his best to remind you to drink water. After all, his assistant must always feel comfortable in her work environment!

Randomly popping up from behind a cabinet, while holding a stethoscope, Faust chimes in “Ah, my dear assistant!! Quick and unbothersome question—have you had lunch today? ”

 Startled, you looked up from your work “Lunch? Ah, eh... I… I might… have skipped it.”

(Maybe you shouldn’t have said that)

Faust gasps dramatically as he shakes your shoulders “Skipped lunch?? Unacceptable! A healthy assistant is a happy assistant! You! Must! Be! Fueled!” In a flash, he disappears into another room, and to your surprise, moments later, Faust reappears, holding a tray with a slightly chaotic assortment of food—a sandwich, a cup of yoghurt and a slice of cake. Oh my, it looked like he had just raided the breakroom.

 “Voilà! A balanced meal, carefully curated for your nutritional needs! Every bite was chosen with utmost care!... WAIT I’VE FORGOTTEN SOMETHING” He shouted, grabbing a comically large water dispenser bottle and hefting it onto the table.

“And now, hydration! You must stay properly hydrated. Here’s some clear! water!” He gestures grandly to the massive bottle before taking a seat on a  small children's chair. “Let the tea party begin! Come on, sit! Sit! These are doctor’s orders!” Insisting, he served himself some herbal tea in one of the mismatched, colourful mugs he had been collecting from his travels with her.

💉 Although he can’t always be by your side when you’re checking paperwork, he frequently leaves little whimsical doodles and encouraging notes on their patient charts for you to find. Each one is sillier than the last, full of colour and humour, guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.

In the evening of that day, you sat at your desk, surrounded by documents and medical forms,  pen scratching softly against the paper. “This is so exhausting…”

As you flip through one of your patient's charts, your eyes catch a small, vibrant doodle in the upper corner. Aww, it was a frog wearing a lab coat that wielded a stethoscope like a sword, with a speech bubble that read: ‘You’re doing toad-ally amazing!’

This made your day ,laughing quietly “Oh, Faust…”

💉 After a long day Faust surely knows when to dial it down, sharing quiet moments with his assistant over tea. Quiet interludes that soon become cherished rituals, discussing life, dreams, and their shared passion for helping others More than often, these moments helped him find clarity and calm his chaotic mind.

You both sit in comfortable silence for a while, the warmth of your tea making the world outside feel a little softer. After a long pause, you voice your thoughts “Doctor, do you… ever think about what’s next? I mean, beyond the lab, beyond all the patients?”

Faust wasted no time to reply, his usual playful demeanour replaced by thoughtful sincerity.  “Sometimes. I dream of a world where everyone feels a little lighter, a little healthier! Both physically and emotionally. And perhaps, one day, find a way to bring even more joy to those who need it.”

Your lips curve into a soft smile “That sounds like a wonderful dream, doctor... I’d like to be a part of that, if I could, of course-”

Your words trail off as you feel a gentle touch on your shoulder. His touch is surprisingly warm.

“You already are, my dear. I’m grateful for you and together, we’ll keep helping,  and keep finding those moments of quiet amidst the whirlwind. Remember, one patient, one smile and most of all, one shared cup of tea at a time.”

[airenaiy]

after discovering Butch/Bubbles... I've never been the same... (pose ref: pinterest)