#i hope i did ok

[applestruda]

Limited life scar redesign

[outerfeathers-creates]

It's been a while since I've last drawn him

Here ya go! Bob Velseb content!

Sorry if it looks like shit, I'm a bit rusty

[sirgojillar]

💚Mitsuki💚

[thatdeadaquarius]

hi! quick tip: if you’re on mobile type ‘:readmore:’ then hit enter! i dunno if you’ve been told but. yeah :)

also, your recent piece on apd was incredible!! very nice to see representation!! keep up the excellent work <3 it did get me thinking though: reader with vocal stims, cementing it in the acolytes’ minds that you don’t speak the language of teyvat, and then you’re all just stuck in this loop of “oh man they don’t speak the same language of me” but they DO

if asks are closed or this is outside of your comfort zone then feel free to delete! have a lovely day <3

AHFJLAKLOSUDBABWB U FELT REPRESENTED YAY!!

A cookie for thee, and also extra for telling me how to do Expand thingy on mobile ilysm 🤲🍩🍪✨️ (pspspsps all askers,, u get cookies,,cometothedarksidepspspspspsss)

I was so worried bc it wasnt like super all the aspects of Apd issues, and it was very based on my personal experience w/ similar symptoms + other bits of ppl's experience so i was hoping it still felt somewhat recognizable for ppl w/APD!! Tysm for the feedback :D

NOTE ABOUT VOCAL STIM DEPICTED:

So i think ive experienced verbal stims, so this is a combination of others shared experiences + personal experience, and while everybody experiences things individually/their own way, please let me know if there is something obviously inaccurate/maybe even offensive.

You will definitely not make me mad or otherwise offended, I really want to hear that kind of feedback from others who vocal stim!

Thank you so much for reading! :)

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So lets just say that ur vocal stims r pretty non-verbal or non-sensical ("her sister was a WITCH BRO-" like memes that dont make sense to them)

Or like, u have verbal stims that r actual language but they dont hang around long enough to hear it maybe ??

♤

So like, this ends up happening

Chongyun was exploring near Qingce village for supernatural stuff as usual

And U were just vibin, chillin near Qingce village livin ur best Creator god cottagecore life

And ur like planting a new seedbed, Jueyun Chilis :) (bc jfc however bad it was to collect them in game, its 10x worse in person, ur tired of running around town getting chilis, Qingce isnt exactly flat 💀)

♡

And every seed u put in the dirt ur like "boop!"

And Chongyun comes by, bc u at edge of town, and the villagers mentioned a strange new traveler settling here

He immediately feels a wave of that same feeling he used to feel when the Creator god had their eyes on him, or would assist him in battles

So poor boy almost overheats trying to climb up the hill to ur house

And is like "??...Creator??"

Then kinda stops bc ur just like-

"Boop!" "Boop!" "Boop!" ☺️ LMAO

And then u finish planting seeds, get the watering can,,

And everytime u pour it just-

... "EJACK! Come, water!"

(Ur saying it so fast too, and he's still somewhat farther away, so he cant rlly hear that well too)

...

..

And its just so incomprehensible to Chongyun he's deadass like "A DIFFERENT LANGUAGE??!"

So of course,

He waves, 👋

And ur like omg icy boy!! :D 🧊💙

But u dont say anything yet, and then he starts,, miming?? He points at u? Then like?? Points up? The sky?? Then like, mimes swinging his claymore???

(ARE U THE CREATOR??!!)

U look up, very confused 🧐

He seemes frustrated.

Then he just kinda, bows and leaves?

...

...oh no.

Do Teyvat people speak that crazy language that u saw in game?

Instead of English??

Well.

Shit.

...

.... U havent rlly talked to anyone in Qingce yet since u just got here in Teyvat like a week ago

And found this abandoned house

♧

It just gets worse 😭

Bc slowly, one by one,

Each playable character in Liyue comes to attempt to talk to you

(And since u have a farm, and they keep giving u food/goods? For some reason?? U still dont need to go into town)

☆

At one point, even Zhongli shows up

And thru complex miming and hand motions u think he means dont worry abt him? Like just go back to what u were doing?? Okay??

U guess he's just gonna chill here for now?

...

...Zhongli just kinda,, squints, and puts his hand on his chin in his classic "thinking very hard" face

So ur tending to the garden saying,

" FREDDY! You're supposed to be on lockdown!Vanessa...I'm... a Material Gworl✨️"💀

...Just, on an endless loop LMAO-

...

(Hes trying to see if he recognizes any part of ur language, poor old man 🤔🤔😭)

♤

And it just snowballs even more, and now,

None of you have even tried to say a word to each other. 🤡

(Other than ur vocal stims)

...

Keqing: "Perhaps, it's similar to Fontaine's native language?"

You, in the background: "🎵 dUdE,,, sHe'S jUsT nOt InTo YoU 🎵" (mimicking the autotune and everything)

Ganyu & Keqing: "..."

You: " 🎵 gOtTa MoVe On, mOvE oN-🎵 Hurricane Katrina?? More like Hurricane Tortilla!"

Ganyu & Keqing: "...Can't be,"

"what else do we got? Should we call Yunjin to better mime for us??"

♡

Xiao's the first one to even get close to knowing u can actually talk to each other, bc he's always checking in on u most often <3

And he only heard u bc u swore u heard a monster outside ur house one night and came out ur house with a pitchfork, very nervous,

"...Hey there demons.. it's me.. ya boy."

(And u just keep stimming that out of nervousness to make urself feel better as u check around ur house lol)

Xiao: "??? Demons???!! WAIT-"

♧

By then, it literally took like 6 months for yall to finally have a real conversation 💀💀

...

(Chongyun got so embarassed bc he was one of the first few to misunderstand he overheated rip🙏)

Im. So. Sorry. This. Is. ✨️Ass✨️

Twas the best scenario i could come up with, im telling yall, im not as funny as the ppl who send in these asks 😔

Keep in mind, I never claimed i was funny or a good writer, u cant hold it against me lol /lh

Lower ur expectations LMAO

Well i hope u got sm enjoyment outta this anon, sorry abt the quality!! :)

Cheers,

🌒🌊🌧Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

[mokakeeki]

A gift for @aubdrewanchel as part of @honzuki-exchange

This time, I tried incorporating the Star Festival theme into my gift, so here it is. A commoners AU SylFlo featuring Sylvester trying his best to woo Florencia (by playing around in Star Fest). I hope you like it ✨✨

[enochscribbles]

Saké Camellias

Word count: 3.4k || Gender neutral reader Pairing: can be read as platonic or romantic

Kaedehara Kazuha x Forest Watcher!Reader. Not requested, just something I wrote awhile ago. Nothing really happens.

Synopsis: the crew of the Alcor is celebrating on solid land, and you and a friend have slipped away from the tavern and its chatter.

“You’re drunk.”

“Am not.”

“You are,” you chuckle, glancing over at him to make sure he doesn’t need steadying. “You so are.”

“Mmnot.”

You sip your own drink, a non-alcoholic and deathly sweet, dendrobium red. “Sure.”

Kazuha spins just to grin at you. “I can hold my liquor, Forest Watcher.”

“You can barely hold yourself up.”

“How rude.” Light-footed as ever, it’s a trait that never leaves him, even as clearly wasted as he is. He doesn’t trip, even walking backwards, nor stumble. In fact, his words don’t slur at all; but you know him, and even if you didn’t, the rosy flush of his cheeks would be a dead giveaway.

You only laugh again and take another sip.

It’s night-time. The moon, a full, unblinking eye, glimmers silver in the black sky, among constellations like scattered marbles on a bedroom floor. Its light breaks the shadows of the ornamental garden you two move leisurely through with clarity, revealing blossoming pinks of the flowers and their proud reds, soft oranges and freckled blues. You don’t know any of their names, do you? Maybe there was alcohol in this after all.

“Should we go back?” Something in his expression tells you he knows the answer as he asks.

“No,” you say. If you didn’t feel so damned peaceful, you’d curse yourself for being so predictable. “Let’s stay out here a while longer.”

He grins, and turns again.

You faintly hear the rest of the crew from the tavern – is it a tavern if it’s Inazuman? it's not like an inn, anyway – chatter, raucous laughter, you only hope at the back of your mind they don’t break anything, but knowing pirates, the chances aren’t exactly slim.

Pirates, are you a pirate now?

…Nah. You’ll always belong to the rainforest, even so far across the sea.

Even so…you like this as a temporary home.

“…What are you doing.” It’s a statement out of your mouth less than a question. Deadpan. Kazuha throws his head back with a laugh that rings in your heart, as ugly as it may sound warbled by the drink’s effects. Not a care in the world.

“Searching for something. A ronin comes to know many things. Search with me?”

When you step forward to comply, he holds up a hand, only his smile cracking the dead serious demeanour.

“No. Actually. It’ll be a surprise.”

You shrug, cup your hands around your drink, though it may not be warm.

Is he…rooting around in the flowers?

It startles you, honestly, when his hand shoots up, triumphant – he’s plucked a red flower and now holds it to the sky.

“For a samurai,” Kazuha nearly drawls, though his voice remains gentle. “A red camellia is a symbol. Yellow or pink varieties may refer to missing a friend, or so I’m told, while white camellias refer to a period of waiting. The red, however…”

He lowers his hand like the flower’s made of glass, and meets your gaze. His is like firelight. You’d start if you didn’t miss it whenever it left you.

“A noble death. Fitting, no?”

Ah.

“The dream of every samurai.”

He nods conspiratorially. “Exactly. To perish with grace and dignity is many a warrior’s final wish, why, it’s the origin of seppuku…a samurai must die honourably, for, does any other way really have them fit for the title?”

“Though, I heard it a different way.”

Kazuha looks up again, a curious expression unfurling on his flushed face.

“Oh?”

“For those who don’t consider themselves warriors, the red camellias have a quite simple meaning.” From where do you know this, anyway? One of Tighnari’s long rambles, though, you can’t imagine why he’d be talking of Inazuman flowers…

You let your gaze drift across the lake of flowers.

“They just mean love.”

You hear Kazuha laugh gently.

“That too, y/n.” You look over and he’s tucking the flower into his obi. He glances up, looking possibly the most mischievous you’ve ever seen him. “Love.”

You knock your shoulder to his playfully with a snort. Of course he’d deliberately make it unclear whether he was just repeating the word or addressing you.

That is incredibly…drunk Kazuha.

“You knew you’d get this drunk. You only denied you were ‘cause I don’t really drink.”

“Maybe. The sounds of nature whisper clear skies tonight, and I felt I could afford to.” He looks at you warmly. “I don’t feel I am in danger with you at my side.”

You scoff. “That’s rather unwise. You’re a hundred times better than me with a blade.”

“Maybe, y/n, but you command the hush of the earth and the skies. Perhaps it’s your connection to the tree of wisdom, but you’re more powerful than you know.”

“I’m not sure I am. How’d you know, anyway?”

“The birds told me.”

A smile cracks across your face. “You usually put it more eloquently than that.”

“Alright.” He closes his eyes, and begins quietly, “Cooling under the eaves.”

Cooling under the eaves. You commit the phrase to memory.

“And just as cool…”

Just as.

“Birdsong.”

“That wasn’t five-seven-five.”

“Did it have to be? It was pretty. The cool air, just as surrounds us now, compared to birdsong.” He opens his eyes, face still pink, and you wonder if it’d be hot as a furnace if you put your hand to it. It certainly looks that way. “Birdsong cool as night air, like wind chimes’ piercing sound.”

He takes your hand with his bandaged one before you can respond, a gesture familiar from the ship’s deck. It’s always felt more like something between friends than of romantic partners, and you tighten your hand around his gladly.

“Come on. We should be getting back to the others.”

“Just what I was thinking, before you collapse and I have to carry you back to the inn.”

He gives you a sly look. “A samurai is well acquainted with the song of wine.”

“Yeah, I bet you’re also well acquainted with the dirt if you drink this much every time.”

He makes a little huffing sound.

“But really, you should visit Mondstadt. The stories I’ve heard from Collei are truly just that. If you’re interested in this melody of hard alcohol, that is a wonderful destination.”

“Is that so?”

He falls a little into your side. Not so light-footed after all.

“We’ll have to go together sometime.”

---

You spend most of the walk back to the inn without exchanging words, a few of the crew joining you on the way. They don’t comment on your joined hands, well used to such things both from you two and among themselves, and you sneak glances at the two rumourmongers as you walk (making sure Kazuha doesn’t slip as you go, as if he really needs it).

You hear much of Captain Beidou’s alleged interest in a female crewmate who’s hidden her affections for a long while, a curious but intriguing prospect considering her, well, rather obvious relationship of a certain kind with a lady of the Jade Chamber…though you doubt Ningguang would object strongly to such a thing from what little you know.

A couple of the crew break off to head back to the ship, and you’re at the inn before you know it. You gently extricate your hand from a Kazuha pretending he’s not about to nod off, and head to your room. Of course, it would be well within expectation for him to drink and celebrate until dawn, as much of crew was in fact still doing, but…it seemed he was satisfied with the evening, and had already decided he’d drank his fill.

A strange thing, considering how he really was…”acquainted with the song of wine”. The thought drifts lazily in your head as you fall into sleep’s sea that you may have played a part in that.

The last things you think of are the rosy blush on his face and the curl of his bandaged fingers around the red camellia stem, and then you’re dreaming of magnolias, growing on the mossy branches of home.

[kpforpresident]

How are plant shop clexa enjoying summer?

"Ungf Lexa. Fuck. Please don't stop."

"I got you, baby."

"That feels so good-"

"What in the name of margaritas are you two little weirdos up to? Sounds like you're staging a porno in your living room."

Two surprised gazes, one blue, one green, turned from where they had been lovingly beaming at each other to meet Raven's inquisitive brown eyes in their doorway, spare key in hand with her eyebrows almost disappearing into her hairline.

"Rae, that key is for emergencies only!" An indignant, pink cheeked Clarke managed to squeak out from her face down position on the couch, wiggling slightly to adjust a lump in the terrycloth towel that covered the surface.

"This was an emergency!" Raven spluttered as she inched cautiously into the room, still unsure what her best friend and their partner were up to as Lexa wielded a clear bottle of goo while straddling a topless Clarke. "You weren't answering your phone, and you know I have to be there no later than 5:03 to get the best onion rings at that one happy hour. You promised."

Clarke blew forcefully upwards on an errant piece of hair that was stuck to her cheek, craning her neck best she could to make eye contact with Raven despite her position.

"I'm sorry, Rae- we were at the beach this morning and someone decided that cosmo's newest story of the 'science' behind a base tan was more important than their girlfriend's helpful suggestions to wear sunscreen- Clarke toasted herself today and I'm just easing her pain. Her phone is in the bedroom and we've been coating her in this shit for the past 45 minutes, neither of us heard the phone ring."

Lexa rolled her eyes slightly as she poured another heaping palmful of lube? hair gel? into her hands, warming it between her palms before reaching down to place her fingers gently on Clarke's back.

Raven walked further into the room to peer over the back of the couch, mouth dropping in abject horror when the usually porcelain expanse of Clarke's back came into view.

"Damn, C, it looks like you've been spit roasted over a barbeque."

"Thanks, Rae, I appreciate it. We're not all blessed with melanin and the ability to tan to a beautiful share of caramel, ok?" Clarke muttered darkly as she sat up slowly onto her knees, bringing the towel up to cover her front as Lexa scowled lightly, smoothing the last bits of aloe onto Clarke's angrily pink shoulders.

Raven hooted in disbelief as she surveyed the total expanse of Clarke's lobster red back, the clearly defined bikini link starkly white just under her shoulderblades.

"Nah, gringa, you're gonna peel. You're lucky Lexa loves you, since you'll be shedding like a snake the next few weeks." Raven shook her head while walking into Clarke and Lexa's shared room, rifling through their closet before walking out with a loose camisole in hand, nipple covers in the other.

"C'mon, dry your little aloe tears and let's go, this girl needs a frozen marg and I know you want those fried pickle chips things. The alcohol will dull the pain, I promise."

[anniemaar]

My drawing for the @kakairu-discord-server’s Secret Anbu Exchange event! I hope you like it, @cyhyr :D

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[pastel--catboy]

[sketchinjet]

The way I love this man already.

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[disasterhimbo]

[ID: a postcard depicting the moon, large and partially obscured, above angular ocean waves. The piece is in a muted greenish blue, a pale blue, a yellowish brown, and cream. End ID.]

Unknown, Japanese postcard, 1920s

[isjasz]

[Ready for a new game?]

day 11 definitelynottober - heart in your fist & week 1 weeklyhermittober - beginnings

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IM SO READY LETSGO SO EXCITED FOR THE NEW LIFE SERIES💥💥💥💥💥💥

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived

[wuntrum]

2025 horror pin up calendar!!

print version | digital (/print it yourself) version

a labor of love, truly <3 prepare for the new year with 12 suggestive (and silly) horror characters :) featuring characters from: american psycho, bride of re-animator, the evil dead, hannibal, jason x, frankenhooker, alien, an american werewolf in london, jennifer's body, saw, the thing, and scream! to see the full specs of the calendar, check out the pages above!

[disasterhimbo]

[ID: a picture of a small notebook being held open by two clothespins above and below the page. The bottom clothespin says “caleod.tumblr.com / insta: caleografia.” On the notebook page, there are two tall, narrow panels, both landscapes with the horizon almost halfway up the page.

The left panel depicts an oncoming car at twilight with bright orange headlights as large, soft circles, tall grass in the foreground, and telephone poles and the vague shape of trees behind the car.

The right panel depicts a white van driving away with dim, orange taillights below a darker night sky with a few stars, depicted as lighter blobs in the sky. The road isn’t exactly the same section as the left panel, but it also has the grass, silhouettes of trees, and telephone wires, and gives the impression of being nearby.

End ID.]

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