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it wasn't all bad, was it?
#gravity falls#stanford pines#stanley pines#caryn pines#stan pines#ford pines#grunkle ford#grunkle stan#hhhguh they are. crazy#to me#i'm plagued by thoughts#visions#of the pines. at all times#okay bye lol#mods art#mods draws#my art
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Hiiii for all the lovely lovey people who followed me after that dimentio post: RUN. RUN WHILE YOU CAN. this is a blog entirely dedicated to the ugliest blue man from a game about RUNNING COOKIES. and i may or may not draw dimentio again to make them kiss—I MEAN WHAT. WHO SAID THAT. i may draw him again. but it will be uncommon and i feel bad about t baiting people in like that!
#it is 3 am#hi.#this is part of the oc x canon promptlist i’m doing but i’m gonna post that tomorrarrrrr#tomorrow.#too sleepy to do touch-ups HAH#okay byeeee <333#nothingburger#‘this is’ being the. image. i forgot to clarify#AND U CANT EDIT TAGS ON MOBILE#bc of the woke left???? idk#OKAY BYE LOL
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There's a dad with two young daughters sat in front of me on the train, and they're all giggling and being hella cute. I wanna be a dad :')
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Hello tumblr.
I have no idea how to use this site. 💀
Anyways, have a stupid thing I drew cuz I was bored :3 (sorry it looks like ass I rushed it 😭) ((happy pridemonth btw))

#kinitopet#kinito the axolotl#sam the sea anemone#jade the jellyfish#mark the question mark#first post#this is so ass#errrm what the sigma#what else do i put here#help#happy pride lol#okay bye lol#:3
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heeeyyyyyyy. I’m going to take a guess and assume that 90% of the people I use to chat with often on here are no longer active, or at least not in this fandom anymore, buuuutttt I’m going to give a lil update on me that probably no one will read lol
I’m going to be 30 on Monday and I’m fucking terrified :)
I now identify as a lesbian and am in an AMAZING long term relationship with my girlfriend who I live with alongside our three cats. Never EVER thought I was worthy of a love like this and it’s insane and scary to have it.
I got diagnosed with ADHD and Autism this past year and it’s been life changing/saving. I feel like I’m finally starting to understand who I am as a person.
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I love how Wolverine would look you square in the eyes, at eye level, because this man is 5'3", canonically. IMAGINE the make-out sessions if he is your height. He would have to fight for dominance, which would be so cute. Would also introduce an amazing scenario for sub! Wolverine.
Might make a Short! Wolverine piece soon...
#I cant get this out of my head#wolverine#wolverine smut#sorry not sorry#fanfiction#deadpool x wolverine#short king#okay bye lol
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everyone be quiet i'm manifesting
#the bad batch#tbb#star wars#star wars the bad batch#sw tbb#tbb omega#tbb wrecker#tbb crosshair#tbb echo#tbb tech#tbb hunter#mods art#mods draws#my art#YAYYYYY ITS DONE#i've been tinkering w this for like a couple weeks now i think#just on and off#whenever i was nervous about their fates or just generally sad about them i would work on this#it was supposed to make me feel better but it would usually just make me more sad 😭😭#but i still really like how it turned out!!! so that's cool#very self indulgent but!!! whatever#i think i'll add this to my inprnt soon too :) so keep a look out for that i guess lol#okay byeeeeee#ALSO THE NEW EP WAS SO GOOD#okay bye fr
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"D-Don't worry about me! Focus on helping the little one, okay?" 🌠 panel redraw of @laikascomet
#laikas comet#laika's comet#laika bones#yue bones#(? i dug a lil bit but if that's not his last name im a silly goose!!)#panel redraw#animation#gif#animated comic panel#lc laika#lc yue#original art by willow woods / fourleaf / fourleafisland / the original author!!#i made this a little after this page came out and then didnt post it because i kept waiting to add the book lol#i will say it every time if you havent read laikas comet you should read laikas comet#definitely one of my all time faves#also this is a really compressed gif (tumblr quality is cruel) but i might rb this with the mp4 version#doing the border effects in after effects was so much fun i wanna try something composition intensive again but with davinci resolve#animation done in flipaclip and background in procreate :]#okay bye ily have a good day!
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one must imagine I get some sort of sick pleasure from thinking about characters divorcing. and I do
#this is about loumand btw. I say this with all the love in the world.#text#x#okay bye I’m so sleep deprived lol
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happy james cook dies day
[ids in alt]
#poorly drawn isat#in stars and time#isat#isat spoilers#isat siffrin#isat loop#isat odile#isat bonnie#isat isabeau#isat mirabelle#suggestive#sorry odile fans i do not fucking know what happened with hers.#i will say the text is based off of the fact that people will not stop assigning her 'mom-figure' even though she is literally fucking not.#can you not form a more complex relationship with an older female character who happens to care about people than 'lol shes a mom'#okay salt aside these took me too long. good bye.
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i feel a bit bad for not posting so um.......... here. stuff i actually finished and didn't abandon.
#please don't look too close at ghe animation i will die#i do apologise gor like. NO posts at all. its been hard to draw thumbs up#cult of the lamb#cotl#cotl lamb oc#cotl lamb#cotl narinder#narilamb#technically. I DONT KNOW leave me alone#my art#hey lol does anyone want to hear fun facts about my lamb? no? okay. i have my target audience anyway (points at sam#cotl animation#....yeah. okay bye
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(Spoilers for seasons 1-2 of TMA) HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!!
I got hyperfixated on The Magnus Archives back in November and now I can finally post some fanart for it! Here's my season 1 and 2 dump. I have much more stuff for the later seasons, which I will be posting soon hopefully.
Enjoy my drawings of the Eye's special little boy!!!!!
#tma#the magnus archives#jonathan sims#martin blackwood#tim stoker#sasha james#elias bouchard#johnathan sims#jonathan simms#trying to cover my bases here#timothy stoker#fanart#tma fanart#mimi makes art#digital art#tma spoilers#ermmm yeah. okay bye#art#please repost with credit i didnt have time to put my name on all of these i have to leave for work in like 5 minutes lol#also ignore how my designs for each character vary wildly from drawing to drawing. im just living my truth
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"do you like me?"
#the boy next world#the boy next world the series#the boy next world ep10#jinwim#jin x wim#wim x jin#forthdonut#donutforth#forth kashane#donut suppawit#me mind y#thai bl#bl drama#i wish they had more screentime :(#and i still dont get the point of the whole mind reading thing lol#how is that even connected to anything#but its okay#i really like Jin#bye bye BNW!#there was a point about halfway through where i was super lost plot-wise lol#and it wasnt entirely logical in general lol#but they came back around#and the ending made sense to me#all in all good finale and a good show#gets a thumbs up from me#BN just never disappoint#even if the plot lacks but what else is new after lita lol#byyyeee
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promise (to be holy)
rafayel; 1,745 words; fluff, fluff w/out plot, established relationship, kinda?spoilers for raf's lvl 55 affection story, no "y/n", genderless!reader, very suggestive but not actually nsfw
summary: oh, didn't you know? promises are sacred things beneath the ocean...
a/n: @syneilesis thank u for being my lad screaming buddy; this one's for you and for raf the little slut
The ocean has always been a certain kind of poetry, hasn’t it? You smile to yourself as you blink yourself awake and the world is the size of your sunlit bedroom. Rafayel’s breaths are even, his lashes so dark and long they remind you of a certain kind of midnight — the kind that catches starlight in her hair and has magic in her fingertips.
The kind of midnight that inspires wonder.
“If you really are that enamored with me… I can paint you a portrait. It’ll last longer.”
You blush, even as Rafayel’s eyes flicker open to catch yours, his lips pulled into a teasing, sleep-heavy smile.
“I — I wasn’t staring. I just woke up too and you were blocking my sun.”
You try to turn away, but Rafayel is faster, his arm looping around your middle to pin you to him, his breath warm as it kisses the skin of your bare shoulder. He cocks his head, still blinking the sleep from his eyes.
“Oh? Is that so?” he asks, shifting so that your eyes are level. The morning light paints his outline in liquid gold, and from here, the shade of his eyes makes you think of all the secrets the sea might keep from the sky.
“Mhm,” you nod, licking your lips, and watching with some satisfaction, as his eyes flick down to trace the movement. His skin is warm and his fingers soft as they press into the bend of your waist to pull you closer.
“Liar,” he says — whispers, before he dips down to graze his lips against yours.
You sigh against him, grinning as you curl your fingers into his hair and tug. The way he gasps makes a certain, unnamable hunger surge within you, pushing you forward till you’re pressing him back into the bed, your thighs on either side of his hips.
“Y-you — ngh —” Rafayel hisses as he tips his head back, his teeth digging into his bottom lip, his fingers inadvertently into your skin. You cock your head — and perhaps it’s the tantalizing line of his neck as he leans back, straining beneath you, or perhaps it’s just the morning light, falling like a lover’s caress across the smooth of his skin, the soft wave of his hair as it splays across the pillow — dark against light.
“Now… who’re you calling a liar?” you ask, flattening your palm slowly against his chest, reveling in the way his stomach tenses beneath you, how his breaths seem to quicken as you lean down and down and down.
“Y-you —” he almost musters up a glare as he hisses, “bullying the weak…” he murmurs as he tries to turn away. You twist his face back towards you with a finger beneath his chin and watch as his eyes go wide.
“Oh? You think this is bullying? But… I haven’t even gotten started yet…” you don’t miss the way his pupils dilate, the way his entire body goes rigid and then soft.
“I — you — I’m not accustomed to the ways of you humans! T-to a Lemurian like me… this is — this is —” The words die on his lips as you lean down to skim your lips along the bend of his neck, dropping phantom kisses on the long line of his collarbone, your fingers still holding his head in place.
“Hm?” you hum, grinning as he arches up into your touch, his fingers digging crescent-moon grooves into your hips and thighs, “this is… what, exactly?”
Rafayel makes a broken, keening noise at the back of his throat as you pull away, a fox-fire smile twisting your lips. You blink down at him, feigning innocence.
“Didn’t you say you were going to tell me all about Lemurian traditions? Why not start now?”
His eyes narrow as he forces himself to look away from you. You can almost feel the heat radiating off him in waves, burning from the tips of his ears all the way to the roots of his hair.
“I — you —” his lashes flutter and you can’t help your own laughter as it bubbles from you.
“C’mon, let’s get up — didn’t you want to go to the paint shop today — oh!”
You make to pull away, swinging your legs off him, but the world tilts as a pair of hands pull you back, and a moment later, you’re being pressed into an ocean of tangled sheets and pillows, Rafayel’s face hovering above yours, his expression caught between annoyance and ill-concealed desire.
“You shouldn’t start something you can’t finish,” he cocks his head, lips drawn into a delightful pout as you try to tug your hand away. He huffs as he pins you down harder, the redness in his cheeks deepening even as he leans in.
“Who said I was starting anything?” you ask, batting your lashes up at him even as he scoffs.
“Words aren’t the only way to make promises, y’know,” he says, and you feel his grip on you loosen. But there’s a tantalizing lilt to his voice that holds you in place, a dark, faraway look in his eyes as he leans back slightly, his gaze grazing down the shape of you, splayed out beneath him.
“Yeah? Then… what’s another way of making a promise?” you ask, propping yourself up on your elbows as he shifts back to allow you more space. You shift and the pair of you find yourself sitting face to face, the sheets rumpled around you like a white-sand beach, the remnants of the night before scattered in the folds like footsteps in the sand.
He looks at you before his eyes cast downwards. Your fingertips itch toward him and you reach out, brushing aside a stray strand of hair. Quick as a flicker, he catches your hand, pressing his cheek to your palm, eyes falling shut as he sighs.
“There’s… lots of ways to make a promise…” he says, murmuring it against your skin as he turns his face to press a kiss to the delicate skin of your wrist. You shiver as heat chases up your arm, tingling through your body as you swallow.
You sit there, frozen, as he leans in, slow and slow and slow — till you can feel the heat of his breath on your lips.
“You see… words are a little harder when you’re underwater, so sometimes we make promises by touching palms —” he turns his hand around yours till your fingers lace, “sometimes… we brush cheeks…” he grins as he leans in further, his cheek brushing by yours.
“And sometimes…” he pulls back ever so slightly, till you feel your own breath catch in your chest. His voice is deep and warm and soft and sweet — tugging you in as the moon on the tide, and you can’t help but wonder at the mysterious forces that might’ve pulled you towards one another in the beginning.
Chance, or perhaps something much less nebulous — like gravity.
Your lips meet like magnets clicking into place, and it’s far from the first time you’ve kissed but somehow here, in the morning light, with the windows of the bedroom thrown open to welcome the sea, the salt hanging solid and heavy in the air, it feels like the first time. You can taste the smile on Rafayel’s lips, can feel the eager way he presses in, tongue sweeping across your lips as you gasp open for him. You feel the weight of his body as he pulls you in, pushes you down, and the gentle give and take of it all somehow rings out against the slow shushing of the rising tides.
When he finally pulls away, both of you are breathless. You wonder, briefly, dazedly, if he might’ve been able to go on kissing like that forever. Do Lemurians even need to breathe? What might it be like to kiss like that and never feel the burning ache of oxygen in your lungs? It’s a dizzying thought, and you let yourself linger on it for a second more before Rafayel’s laughter breaks your train of thought.
“What? Was it so good that you’ve gone into shock?”
You blink, shaking your head as you feel heat wash up into your cheeks.
“No! I — I was just wondering… what does a kiss promise, exactly?”
And at this, Rafayel’s cheeks darken again, but he sighs and lowers himself onto the bed next to you, a finger trailing idly along the bend of your ear.
“Well…” he says, “it depends on the kind of kiss.”
You yelp, swatting at him with a pillow as your stomach flips inside you at the implications. His laughter is bright and pure and sweet, but as you both settle down again, he shrugs, pulling you closer to nuzzle his nose against yours.
“But mostly… a kiss just promises that there’ll be another kiss.”
You smile, leaning up to graze your lips against his, “Like that?”
He lets out a soft groan before pulling you in, his lips parting yours, slow and sensuous.
“Yeah… just like that.”
“And so… if you kiss once then…” you press a finger to his lips to stop him from leaning down again, “you’ve gotta keep on kissing? Forever?”
Rafayel grins, tugging away your hand, “That’s not going to be a problem, is it?”
You purse your lips, humming as you feign contemplation. Rafayel scoffs and makes to move away again, but you pull him back, laughing.
“You can’t leave yet! We’ve got a promise to keep, remember?” and with that, you kiss him, and he softens. As he always does.
“I think…” he says, a little breathless as the pair of you sink back into the sheets, “we’ve got a bit more than one promise… but I think we can start with this one…” and he leans in to capture your lips in his, fingers drifting to the skin of your waist. And as the dawning day watches from beyond the window, the ocean shushes itself against a stretch of forgotten beach, water through sand like tangling lovers’ fingers, reaching and holding, pushing and pulling.
And for lovers like that, there will always be promises to keep, and keep, and keep.
pls come talk to me about love and deepspace oh m ygod
#love and deepspace#love and deepspace x reader#rafayel x reader#rafayel#rafayel love and deepspace#love and deepspace rafayel#qi yu#x reader#love and deepspace fanfic#love and deepspace fluff#love and deepspace x you#lad rafayel#lad rafayel x reader#lad rafayel x you#love and deepspace spoilers#ALSO INFOLD COMMISSIONED OFFICIAL FANART???? YALL THAT'S WILD IM SCREAMING CURRENTLY#i love rafayel okay#you guys YOU GUYS you guys. this game. will end me. WILL END ME. good bye#AND YES. okay i KNOW IUNDERSTAND. that raf is just like#mermaid!marius okAY I GET IT LOL#WHY DO YOU THINK I AM SUCH A SIMP#but weirdly xavier has the highest relationship rating with me in the gamE probably bc of his fucking 5 star card where ur STRADDLING HIM#but it's weird bc its hard for me to write for them... idk why LOL im trying
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I accidentally deleted an ask I had plan to answer 😭 so I’ll paraphrase it
“Where does Wallaces inspiration for Welcome Home come from?”
Wallace inspiration for welcome home came from a variety of things. I guess you could say it started in the beginning when he first got into art. He just loved taking objects, insects and people and creating his own little spin on them. During his college years (he was studying to be a teacher) while working in a daycare facility, it really helped him understand what children took a liking too, as well as few things they could learn lol which made him start contemplating about creating a show. He already had concept material based on his past works.
But ofc he didn’t do it all alone,It really helped that kids loved sitting around Wallace and create short stories with eachother that helped inspire some eps :) as well as his friends getting into silly shenanigans and the support of his grandparents. Last but not least, we can’t forget that whenever Wallace has some new inspiration for eps ideas, he calls up Sylvia! I shared a lil more info than required lol
#welcome home#wally darling#welcome home puppet show#clownillustrations#my art#fanart#puppeteer wally#digital art#sketch#human wally darling#ask answered#I’m so mad at myself omg#apologies for the grammar mistakes#not a writer so hopefully this explains well even just a lil#if you have anymore questions ofc just ask#trying to get through my inbox lol#he started growing his hair in out in college#okay bye
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guy who doesnt dance x guy who will drag you onto the dance floor
#theyre so sillay :3#i need to find irl ace attorney friends bc ive only met like 1 person who really knows what it is ToT#my art#digital art#artists on tumblr#ace attorney#apollo justice#klavier gavin#klapollo#i put them in fancy little outfits bc they're at an event or smth idk#i just like making fancy outfits lol#i want to redraw my old pre 7 yr gap designs bc that fic still lives in my mind and i want to do smth for it#its: the phoenix and other early birds#and its SO FUCKING GOOOODDDD#if you like apollo and you dont mind his aa6 backstory you'll love it i promise <3 read that fic okay bye :D
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