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Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I had reasons.
#a friend of mine founded a garfeild club at my school a few days ago so i joined and some other friends did and then we had the student#organization fair today and now we have over 90 people.#these were to advertise#popular things? jesus and miku. so garf them#garfeild#hatsune miku#jesus christ#crucifixion#cw: Christianity#idk#idk what to put for warnings#cw: blood#ig#kinda#jayjamjar4 2024 art#jayjamjar4 art#op#fanart#art
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am i allowed to dump invincible doodles here?!!
also donald and cecil doodle im lowkey embarrassed about because it’s That Gay under the cut vvv (suggestive warning???? i think!???)
i love to make the non pathetic men pathetic-er than the pathetic ones. i’m ill
#doodles#invincible#invincible series#mark grayson#atom eve#samantha eve wilkins#atom eve invincible#omniman#nolan grayson#robot invincible#rudy conners#rudolph conners#rudy invincible#saucy#monster girl#monster girl invincible#donald ferguson#invincible donald#cecil stedman#cecil invincible#GOD DAMN THATS A LOT OF TAGS.#idk what the fanbase of vindible is like.. so this is me testing the waters!!#me and my bf debating whether to put a suggestive warning on that last one#IT DIDNT START OFF BEING FREAKY. my bad guys my bad#someone has to do it
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Just another day at the job 🥲
#lil’ bit of vent art….#angel dust#hazbin hotel#poison hazbin hotel#warning for angst?#idk what warning I should put on this
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Thinking about them…
#Dungeon meshi#laios touden#touden family#Toudad and momden#The laifam. The touuu… tou… toudamily? Help idk#Laios holding onto his dad like that after a near death experience after he ran away from his warnings gets to me so bad.#Dad does care dad was so worried and he WOULD stick with u thick and thin he just thinks about ur sake#w momden i also almost put the exorcising Falin thing instead but that wasn’t Laios centric enough#I’ve been writing a laios pov family angst fic lately i’ll be posting it real soon#Gonna be called Push the deciduous out of my gums you’ll know it when u see it#Sigh. Isn’t it neat how the Toudens are scandinavians but Toudad has an interest in myths so he gave his dogs and Laios greek names#That “he never told me anything” panel is prob my fave touden family moment like god what good framing what good hollowness in the delivery#Momden having debilitating anxiety but caring so so much and being overprotective and overdoing it my beloved. Peeking in on them eating#Dad too busy and mom too bedridden to share meals :(#Is the mama reading book pic very tiny and blurry? Yes. Do I have a better resolution of it? No#Could that be a servant peeking in and not their mom? Yes. Do I believe so? No
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//dunmeshi spoilers? eyestrain
desire
timelapse under cut
#delicious in dungeon#dunmeshi#farcille#marcille donato#falin thorden#falin touden#what’s the right one? i’ll never remember#lavrose art#I LOVE DUNMESHIIII YEASSSSSSS#YURI WIN#fanart#art#i’m so normal abt them fr#this took me so long and tbh idk how much i actually like it but oh well#dungeon meshi#it’s so nice to have an anime that updates every week i miss being insane#((my haikyuu phase))#dunmeshi spoilers#dungeon meshi spoilers#sorry i didn't put spoiler warning before i didnt really know if it was needed or not#dungeon meshi fanart
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Left this abandoned in the drafts (which is a bit ironic) but it's a spin on this post, where instead of Apollo just being locked in some room on Olympus somewhere, he's bound to the ruins of an abandoned Ancient Greek city. Maybe somewhere near Delphi, maybe Troy, idk.
#trials of apollo#toa apollo#lester papadopoulos#sunny speaks#would this count as another au? idk#apollart#I got this Idea after learning about ancient Thera (which I can't believe I didn't know about before)#It was kind of the Ancient Greek equivalent to Pompeii? Except the volcanic eruption was MUCH more catastrophic#but because the eruption was so big the people on the island had warning signs for like a decade before it happened#So we have ruins that have been perfectly preserved but there are no bodies#Bc all the people were able to evacuate before the disaster#I mean there aren't even animal corpses at these sites they got everyone out#Fun fact this is also considered to be a large reason why Minoan civilization ended up falling apart#ANYWAYS all that aside I heard “abandoned ruins that have been perfectly preserved in ash” and immediately thought “Hmmmm yes ... suffering#Though to be clear I would not put Apollo in the ruins of ancient Thera (Tho the thought of him being the local cryptid of Santorini is fun#But you know what other city was burned to the ground? Heeheehee
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Gurotalia Week - Bandages + Torture
It's mutual, but what are they doing? I have no idea
Alfred's safe word is ripping his hands out of the chair w his monstrous strength. Don't worry about him
@gurotalia-week
They're just chatting, it's daijoubu
#hetalia gore week 2024#gurotalia week#gurotalia#tw blood#tw torture#idk what content warnings to put lmao#aph america#aph russia#hetalia#hetalia fanart#alfred f jones#ivan braginsky#kjzlstuio
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Everybody gon respect the shooter
Money Trees by Kendrick Lamar vs The Wire (2002-2008)
#the wire#thewireedit#the wire amv#amv#fanvid or whatever idk what people even tag these as#ANYWAY. have what i have been struggling with off and on for 2 months now#i do. love this song so much. not even the 5 billion listens making this vid could ruin it for me#but like... are you guys seeing the vision. are you?#dreams of living life like rappers do... it go hallie berry or hallelujah#pick your poison!#tell me what youre doin!#everybody gon respect the shooter but the one! in front! of the gun! lives forever!#whoops i forgot to put the trigger warnings on. trigger warning for so many things#tw violence#tw guns#tw drugs#tw police violence#tw child death#tw self harm#i think that covers it?
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Such a pretty house and such a pretty garden
(I was thinking too much about the part in “Alone Infection” that sounds like the intro to “No Surprises” by Radiohead.)
Due to the length, ID under the read more.
ID 1: A gif of a child's drawing of Faust when he was still a regular doctor. A little girl stands next to him. They are both holding flowers and smiling. There is a name crossed out in the corner. Text: "A heart that's full up like a landfill" ID 2: A gif of Faust with a scalpel. He is crying as he slashes the throat of a silhouette. Text: "A job that slowly kills you"
ID 3: Faust faces away from the viewer, putting on the paper bag. Text: "Bruises that wont heal"
ID 4: A gif of several Fausts as he embraces his "silly" persona, smiling through the bag and posing cutely. One of them holds a flower as its petals fall off. Text: "You look so tired, unhappy"
ID 5: A still image of a doctor's bag, including bandages, pills, and a stethoscope. Dr. Baldhead stands inside, holding a bloody scalpel. He is looking at the viewer, blankly. Text: "Bring down the government"
ID 6: A gif showing a close up of a hand administering an injection to one of Ariels' gears. Text: "They don't speak for us"
ID 7: A gif of another child's drawing showing post-Strive Faust in a crudely drawn house. Some simple flowers are in front of it. Text: "I'll take a quiet life"
ID 8: A gif of another child's drawing showing post-Strive Faust in a crudely drawn house. Some simple flowers are in front of it. Text: "I'll take a quiet life"
ID 9: Strive Faust clasps a number of flowers in his hands, he is pleased with himself. Text: "No alarms and no surprises, no alarms and no surprises"
#guilty gear#faust guilty gear#dr. baldhead#guilty gear strive#faust#ok listen idk what tags to put on here#gif warning#my drawing
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I thought it'd be handy to have a tag for Sylvie being shady in fics, to make it easier to find. But what? 'Shady Sylvie'? 'Trickster Sylvie'? Then I remember that 'Warning: Loki' is a tag and as the saying goes what's good for the gander should also be offered to the goose, so
Warning: Sylvie
#a guy/girl/geese like you should wear a warning#'gander' looks like 'gender' which i feel adds to that phrase despite that presumably not being intended by whoever invented it up#sylvie my precious blorbetta#help me pls my poor girl is starving and she *will* kill again if she has to or wants to.#idk what of my own fics to put it on but i like to think of the 'warning: loki' tag as red flag to people who'd hate it anyway#'yes blorbo WILL be doing crimes and causing problems on purpose. i mean that with affection but i understand that you disagree.'#every AO3 tag is both a warning and an advert!
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just realizing now that obito killing the guy that cave-trapped tori RIGHT after she 1) broke up with itachi and 2) started dating him is a… a real bad look. it was all already a bad look for him to date her but in this context it looks EVEN WORSE. from the outside. this recently traumatized teenager… is now dating the guy who killed the person who hurt her? lmao. it looks. so bad. obito it LOOKS SO BAD. it looks like you traded safety for sex/dating obito!! it looks obsessive and controlling as hell, obito!!! to you and tori its a cute romantic gesture and to everyone else its SO DEEPLY A BAD LOOK. OBITO
obito did not even CONSIDER how bad it would look. like surely everyone KNOWS tori just uses people like this. "manipulate someone else to do her dirty work" is just tori's MO. obviously this was entirely her own prerogative?
kushina, foaming at the mouth: SHE"S SIXTEEN
obito: oh right
obito, a troll who loves pissing people off: have you considered it's her own fault-- (MURDERED)
#i feel like i should put a cw warning on some of these but idk what#if you're bothered by jokes like this maybe just block the entire au tag hfjdkfk#reborn au au: it's gotten sillier#toriverse
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Since he got his new SF90 stradale, do you think that whenever Charles gets a new Ferrari max goes “another one?? 🙄” or more like “another one?? 😏”
Don’t know if you understand what I mean lol
If you think Charles hasn't fucked him over the hood of every single one of his Ferrari's you are in fact mistaken, so I think it's more like "another one..?"😳😟😵💫
#i'm so sorry idk what is wrong with me i can't be normal on the internet this week#probably just that time of the year#i should put an official content warning on my blog atp oh my god#asks#yours verse
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Every time I think about Kawoshin my heart aches and I have to log off and reconnect with nature and empty my mind in order to stop myself from breaking into tears. Like I’m being so serious when I say I don’t think I’ve ever been so emotionally impacted by a fictional ship in my life 😭
#neon genesis evangelion#nge#neon genesis evangelion spoilers#nge spoilers#spoilers upcoming in the tags be careful I’m warninggg youuuu warning warning warning#so I’ve completely finished the anime and am watching the rebuilds now#and I’m at the part where Kaworu is abt to die and i fr had to shut off the show like idk if I’ll even be able to finish it 😭#like I’m genuinely distraught#yk what I don’t think I’ve been this impacted by a characters death in a WHILE#like usually I get sad but I power through#but this has me in such a state of devastation that I genuinely don’t know if I’ll even be able to finish it 😭#when the story is so good it has you in a state of genuine emotional distress and panic#I should reblog this when I actually get through the rebuilds bc I bet you I’ll put it off for months#they are happy and alive in my heart 😞#lorddd the piano scene gutted me. and them watching the stars#CRYING WEEPINH……GOOD LORDDDD THEY MAKE ME MISERABLE 🙁🙁#kawoshin#kaworu nagisa#shinji ikari
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Aventurine x reader
You die.
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TW: DEATH, heavy angst, gore, blood, kind of disturbing, a bomb explodes, derealisation/disassociation, graphic, I'll be so honest this fic is kind of fucked up
Lmk if I should add any more specific warnings!
If you're sensitive to violence and dark themes, you probably shouldn't read this.
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This mission had gone terribly awry.
It was only meant to be a routine checkup. The IPC was planning on allocating resources from this planet, something the locals had not been pleased about. Aventurine understood. He would not be particularly happy to have his planet drained of all that made it worthwhile either. (He had not been happy. But all things considered, he thought he was being generous. Nobody was being directly killed, the IPC merely wanted a cut of the many materials the planet offered. The Avgins on Sigonia had all been very intentionally exterminated. He was not doing that to these people.)
Still, he couldn’t afford to take risks, hence the many IPC assigned bodyguards he had brought along. Deals like this, where the clients were undeniably on the losing end, were bound to go wrong in one way or another. Often violently so.
He just had not expected the bombs. He had not expected the mass amounts of guns. The people were more capable and vengeful than he had assumed, then. Ultimately, it was his own fault.
Most of his goons were dead. Most of the government officials were dead too. It made sense they’d want to go out in such a loud and proud way. A declaration to their people they wouldn’t lay flat before the otherworldly corporation that had come to essentially take away what made their planet their home. Bold to be ready to kill so many of their own, but he could respect it.
Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t be very angry. It was fair, all things considered. He’d had this long coming; being killed by the people whose lives he was ruining. In their positions, he’d love to kill him, too. The only issue was that this hadn’t happened under normal circumstances.
No, you were with him. You’d been just a bit away from him when they opened fire, when they set off the bomb.
It was so stupid. It was so, so unbelievably stupid that he’d let you come with. It was your job, yes, but he should have reassigned you to some other mission. Something safer. Something that didn’t involve visiting planets to drain them of all their worth. Something that didn’t bring about rage from the clients.
He could see you. He’d been saved from the brunt of the impact, and his luck had once again protected him from serious harm. He had only been slightly grazed by a bullet, had only been slightly burned by the heat of the explosion. Nothing serious. Nothing he couldn’t walk off within a week or two. You had not been so lucky.
Your arm was outstretched over your head, body lying limply on the floor. Missing the other arm. There was only a gaping, red hole where it had once been attached to your body, a little bit of bone sticking out of the gory mess. The blown off hand with your engagement ring lay close enough to him that he could touch it. Maybe intertwine his fingers with it for the last time. The pinky was missing.
He pushed himself onto his feet on unsteady legs. He could barely feel his own body at all. One glance down at it told him he’d been right in his initial assumption, though. No parts of him were missing. He was intact.
He stumbled over to where you lay, your expression calm, almost peaceful. No pained pinch between your brows, no worried frown on your lips. Were you unconscious, or were you dead? Though he knew it was unlikely you’d leave this place alive either way, he hoped desperately for the former.
He fell to his knees next to you. Something was buzzing beneath his skin. Something was buzzing in his vision. Had the world always been so blurry? Had there always been such a loud noise ringing in his ears? His hands trembled as he carefully reached out, a hand tenderly cupping your cheek. Your face was red, slightly burnt in places. Your hair was singed. You felt hot to the touch.
No, not hot. Warm. Warm as in alive. He couldn’t hear you breathing, but warmth meant life. Warmth meant life. You were alive, surely.
He brushed his thumb under your eye. Tried to find something to say, but he found his mouth refused to open. Carefully, so carefully, he shifted you onto his lap. He stared at the dust from all the debris that had settled onto you. He couldn’t breathe.
(He thought back to a time when the dust had been sand. He thought back to the red that had painted the ground then as it did now. He thought back to another body he had pulled closer, with hands much smaller and weaker than the ones he had now. He thought back to the taste of salt as tears fell in an endless stream from his eyes to cover his face and hers.)
He moved his free hand to your neck, gently pressing a finger to where he knew he was supposed to find your pulse. It wasn’t there, but only because he wasn’t searching hard enough. He carefully felt around, and though he couldn’t find it, he knew it was still there. He just didn’t dare press down hard enough to find it. The same applied when he felt your wrist. He was just bad at finding things today.
(He stupidly hadn’t found a good enough reason to put you out of this mission. He stupidly hadn’t found anything that happened before the explosion suspicious enough to leave early. He stupidly hadn’t found his way next to you quickly enough to save your life.)
When his hand landed on your chest, absent of a heartbeat, tears started falling from his eyes. But why was that? You weren’t dead. In fact, the longer he looked at you, the more sure he became this couldn’t be you. Your skin wasn’t this hot. Your arms were both still attached. You did not have fresh burns covering your face. Most importantly, you were alive. Alive and well and happy and safe from this little mishap. He had misremembered, you had stayed home during this mission. The hand he’d been so sure belonged to you had been someone else’s, he’d merely mistaken the ring for yours. It was such a bland ring, after all. He’d have to buy you a new, much prettier one once he came home to you, and apologise for his oversight in giving you such a boring design.
He ignored the repeated whispers of ‘not again, not again’ going through his head. Nothing was happening ‘again’. This was not Sigonia. This was not a person he loved, or even knew. He couldn’t understand why his body curled over the stranger’s, sobs wracking his frame as he pulled them close, soft apologies tumbling from his mouth. He nuzzled his face into your- their hair, hand carefully cradling the back of their head as the other supported their back.
The body smelled like you. The body felt too similar to yours in his arms. The body had your face, even if your features were a little damaged. The longer he stared, the more he could feel his gut sinking. So he shut his eyes and reminded himself that there was no possible way this was you. It couldn’t be, it couldn’t. The universe would not be that cruel to him, would it?
Then again, maybe he had deserved this. If it was real. He was not a good man. He had not come to this planet with good intentions. Losing the thing most precious to him, the only thing precious to him, after taking away so much from so many others was a befitting punishment.
But you hadn’t deserved this. Wouldn’t have, if it was real. You were so kind and generous and perfect and lovely, so different from him, so different from the position your job wanted you to be. You didn’t deserve to die.
Die. Dead.
Dead. Dead. Dead.
You were dead.
(Aventurine had seen so much death in his life. He should have been used to it by now. He was used to it. He had just forgotten how much it hurt when it is someone he loves.)
He held you tighter. If he held you tightly enough, could it piece you back together? If he held you tightly enough, could he replace the parts of you that were missing with his own? The sobs that escaped his lungs were violent, and quickly, some morphing into gagging. He felt sick. He had to turn himself away from you briefly to throw up, not wanting to soil what was left of you further, before he desperately held you again. Would it be the last time he held you?
Maybe if he took you back to the ship quickly enough, something of you could be salvaged. Maybe he couldn’t piece you back together, but he could find someone who would. There had to be something he could do. This couldn’t be it. He couldn’t lose like this again.
He could barely stand. His body was already weak and your added dead weight made it even harder to balance. He picked up the parts of you strewn about on the ground he could quickly spot. Your hand, your shoulder, what he thought might be your bicep. He couldn’t find your forearm and he didn’t have time to properly search for it. Maybe someone could put all of you back together? Maybe you’d be whole again. He wanted you to be whole again.
(He couldn’t save his people. He couldn’t save his mother. He couldn’t save his sister.)
(But things had to be different now, surely. He was a different person now. He had power, he had wealth, he had everything. What would it all be good for, if he couldn’t save you?)
Other IPC personnel met him outside the building as he stumbled out, and Aventurine’s mind was so hazy he couldn’t make sense of anything that was happening. He was pretty sure his own, now dead, workers had sent a distress signal. People rushed in to find anyone else from the wreckage. After, Aventurine found out he was the sole survivor. (He always was.)
(You had not survived.)
He demanded you be taken into surgery. That the medical staff on board had to get you to breathe again. For some reason, they had been hesitant. He threatened to have them fired or killed if they didn’t get to it. He set you as first priority, putting the best doctors they had on hand to work on you.
They sewed you back together as best as possible at his insistence. They got your heart pumping blood again, they hooked you up to machines and forced your lungs to breathe. The surgery lasted for four hours.
It did not change the flatline on the screen signalling your brain activity.
He could find the best doctors in the whole galaxy, but he already knew the line would remain flat. Nothing was bringing that back.
He stared at you for hours after your surgery. Interlaced his fingers with yours, feeling the artificial warmth of your hand. It did not feel like you. The temperature was wrong. The look on your face was wrong. Your body was wrong. Everything about what remained of you was wrong.
He eventually laid his head on your chest, and then he cried.
He cried until the black spots in his vision grew so numerous he could no longer see, until everything faded and he could no longer hear the beeping and humming of the machines keeping you hollowly alive.
(Why did he ever let himself love again?)
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Sorry that was messy I wrote everything today because I am con-crunching tomorrow and won't be available for like at least 3 days after this (usually I write over the span of multiple days so I can re-read for grammatical/spelling errors and so my language will be a little more varied + I get fresh ideas). Sorry this fic was ?? kind of messed up ??? I think ??? I think my perception of what's messed up and not is kind of weird (I grew up on warrior cats HELP.) so to me it didn't feel that fucked up to write about Aventurine literally picking up your body parts after you died but I've realised upon mentally summarising that part of the fic that maybe that was kinda horrific. Just a glimpse into my twisted mind heh 😈.... sorry
My inbox is open, feel free to send in asks or requests, I'd love to ramble about things <3
#[rawbin]#[aventurine]#[by me]#[rawbin fanfic]#aventurine x reader#Idk what to say about this idk what trigger warnings I am supposed to put in the tags bro#idk if I portrayed his reaction the way I wanted to. I wanted it to come across more clearly that he was so devastated he couldn't even -#-comprehend this really was happening at the same time as he was slowly being hit by the realisation that this was in fact happening#Can't stop making him suffer sorry bro#Hope I got it across he's kind of a bad person also. In my previous fics I feel like it comes across a bit as if he's needlessly blaming -#-himself for being a monster. Want to make it clear he is actually on the mark and IS actually kind of a monster !#(hence why he's kind of flippant about taking resources away from a whole ass planet.)#(Remember when he basically scolded Topaz for not like colonising Jarilo IV ?😭)#I probably have more to say but I'm tired so erm bye#aventurine honkai star rail#aventurine hsr#aventurine star rail#hsr aventurine#reader x aventurine#hsr#honkai star rail x reader#honkai star rail#hsr x reader#reader insert#aventurine#star rail aventurine#death#tw death#angst#heavy angst
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ME BEING FUCKED UP WARNING
Uhhh knives yeah that’s your warning knives
Wakes up with the image of Swiss fucking phantom from behind standing up with a knife to his throat so he has to decide whether or not he wants Swiss to go harder since it keeps getting pushed closer and closer
#cw knife#idk what warnings to put on things#lemme know if this is sufficient#they’re freaks#it’s ok phantom loves it#swiss ghoul#phantom ghoul
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Okay it's two am here (happy pride everyone lol) but I just finished rewatching the new doctor who episode and I'm still blown away by how well done the "his last name is coombs" scene is. Like before that it was a kind of generic episode where there's a bad situation and people are escaping it and the main character seems kind of dickish and incompetent but presumably their arc is to grow and improve over the course of the episode and there might be a moment where this more capable person who's helping them sacrifices themselves to save them and—
And then we get the first big subversion and when I tell you that hit me like a fucking truck and the whole perspective shifts and you realize that this is not the story you thought it was
#I'm not very good at articulating this rn but idk that scene was so well done#I'm not very good at picking up details and putting them together so a lot of time when watching stuff i notice something that seems weird#and just assume i just don't get it but it's supposed to make sense if i have the context#and so that's what happened for some of those earlier warning signs#(and imo some of that is also bc of low confidence in the writers to actually have those be intentional microagressions and casting choices#rather than bc they're overlooking things)#but the scene where she sacrifices Ricky is the massive wake up call#that makes even the most oblivious viewer realize that This Is Not Going To Go The Way You Think#doctor who#dot and bubble#doctor who spoilers#dw spoilers
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