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// this!! just!! hits!! me square in the feelings. he'd be dead so many times by now without him. even by his own vices. thankyoucas. @qapsiel
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Dean drinks so much and every time he drinks I think about how bad his liver is...
#ship insp; dean x cas#qapsiel#i love them sm.#we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl. year after year. (castiel)#ooc; tagged#dean insp; musings#the camera obscura; images#with you i'm not broken anymore. (feat. qapsiel)
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harana
#drew this for a friend#enkidoodles#alien stage#ALNST#ivantill#ivan#till#alnst till#alsnt ivan#comic#im so sorry if u guys cant understand my handwritingkekf#pls excuse the color choices....and the windows .... everything#ooc but its cuz theres no aliens = ivan knows how to express his love and till has time#ty for the opm song suggestions in the tags im adding it rn#skl guys medj hiya ako sa pagpost nito kasi parang ang corny 😭 pero thats our brand anyways so HAHA
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FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.
it's not even just because i ship these two together but like ?? the fact that pomni's most likely thinking of ragatha while hearing those words . the fact that she's the first person pomni went to . the fact you can Tell by ragatha's reaction that she did Not expect to hear those words ( since she went on about how pomni probably doesn't like her last episode ) . and she most likely don't hear them from other people a Lot so it's like
red alert the ragdoll has been given words of affirmation red alert
#tadc#the amazing digital circus#tadc ragatha#pomni tadc#tadc spoilers#[ ooc ]#[ ESSAY WARNING ]#buttonblossom#<- only tagged because it's mentioned ! i know that they won't be canon lol
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"Armand was Daniel's single oracle, his merciless and all-loving demonic god."
The Queen of the Damned, Part 1, Chapter 4: The Story of Daniel, the Devil's Minion or the Boy from Interview with the Vampire
#interview with the vampire#iwtv#amc#devil's minion#dm#armandaniel#armaniel#ooc dm quote#armand#daniel molloy#assad zaman#luke brandon field#lbf#my edits#gif#gifset#draft stuff#tags edit:#this scene is so silk (wolf alice) coded#“there's love that is a saviour; but that ain't no love of mine; my love it kills me slowly; slowly i could die.”
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Started watching critical role C2, i love these two
#she lost her piggyback privileges after this :((#i drew this after watching the first ep sorry if its ooc lmao#New brush also i like it sm better :)#and using more than THREE COLORS???? Who am i#critical role#critrole#the mighty nein#cr2#mighty nein#idk what tags this fandom uses#my art
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Do not separate!
#one piece#one piece fanart#sanji#monkey d luffy#roronoa zoro#zosan#black leg sanji#monkey d. luffy#zoro#one piece sanji#one piece luffy#one piece zoro#wrote this with aspec luffy aspec zoro and z/s in mind but idc which of these three you tag together#ill just be glad you enjoyed my wildly ooc comic lolol. oh and the 3d2y tattoo is on there bc i thought luffy would keep it
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I randomly remembered HSY help reassemble LSK in the surgery room and pondered over their relationship before this crack idea happened. A chat with a friend then sealed the deal
Bonus:
Joongdok bonus ending:
This venue has been booked all day anyway and KDJ was too shellshocked to reject.
Congratulations!
EDIT: MY FRIEND MADE A GREAT ADDITION CHECK IT OUT (x)
#orv#joongdok#ooc warning#lmao#how do i tag hsy/lsk#kyungsoo#(?)#i kept laughing to myself because now kdj can never sass hsy proper again#because what great comeback is there than 'i fucked your mom'#EDIT: in tears because it turns out its LSK nto LSY after all#oopsie
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I think we're gonna have to kill this guy, Ingo.
#submas#ingo#sneasler#hisui#the other side of the coin || ooc#ill be going back and tagging all of these as a blog specific art tag as soon as i figure out a good train pun for it#sneasler is weirdly difficult to draw
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im coping (poorly)
#bsd 109#bungou stray dogs#bsd#bsd fanart#soukoku#skk#dazai osamu#chuuya nakahara#art#comic#digital art#bsd chuuya nakahara#bsd dazai#myart#anyways yeah this is so brainrotty so if theyre super ooc im so sorry#i drew this through tears#fynori art tag :)
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Here is my contribution to team soft Logan
#i just see some people tagging soft logan as ooc#and im here to show soft logan is not ooc at all#hes also a bit of a goofball but thats for another post#wolverine#poolverine#logan howlett#james howlett#soft logan#x men#cyclops#nightcrawler#captain america#storm#spiderman#laura kinney#are also all here#honestly idk the others hes hugging in that last one than laura#ill look it up later#maybe#all is from the comics btw#scogan#nightwolves
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Sweet lwj dreams
#mdzs#mo dao zu shi#wangxian#wei wuxian#lan wangji#the grandmaster of demonic cultivation#the untamed#laarems art#should tag as ooc lwj#sometimes his dreams can be innocent i think
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umm a comic concept that i'm not sure if i'll ever get into
midway through an adventure , ragatha and zooble gets trapped in a fashion contest to where they get heavily criticized by both the judge and the audience . i sure do hope the chronic people pleaser and horrible identity crisis take this well
#tadc#the amazing digital circus#tadc ragatha#tadc zooble#[ ooc ]#[ doodles ]#please don't tag as ship#toybox
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TOFEEEE!!!!! DROP A DRAWING OF HORROR SANS....AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!!!!!!! /NF
sure why not
ooc but it was for the bit your honor
(sorry to those who get the reference)
a few more just 'cause
#ask#joonebug#you can take references to old grimdark mlp animations from my COLD DEAD PAWS#horror sans#horror!sans#toffeesdoodles#ooc but it was for the bit your honor#this is becoming a more frequent tag than i intended
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a small idea for which i had to learn how to work with the isat dialogue maker
i like the "ghost" option, but what if we look at Loop's situation from a slightly different perspective?
#well shit how do i tag this#meadowstuff#???#in stars and time#isat spoilers#<- i guess#isat loop#isat siffrin#might be ooc but i was too locked in to care#yeah yeah we don't know if angels are even a thing in isat#but again. just an idea
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⋆˚࿔ CUDDLING THE AEONS 𝜗𝜚˚⋆
TW: might seem ooc, we don't know much about them yet lol, i gave them a humanoid/human body, just found out Xipe has 3 faces, lol i never saw it
SUMMARY: They cuddle their lover, most devoted follower...or their equal...
CHARACTERS: Aeons x F!Reader
WORD COUNT: 2.536
A/N: bet yall can't guess my favorite aeon + my fav path
Aha
Each arm loops around your body, pulling you close against Aha's chest, your back to THEIR front. A leg is hooked across your hip, trapping you in the tight, warm embrace of all of THEIR limbs. THEY giggle delighted into your neck as THEY try to pull you in even further. You can feel the press of THEIR mouth against the back of your neck, THEIR breath warm like a cat purring against your skin.
"I love you," THEY mutter into your hair, THEIR voice quiet like a prayer. Unusual from THEIR usual loud voice and demeanor. THEY chuckle against your neck, THEIR breath fanning over your skin, sending little tingles down your spine. "I'm gonna eat you," THEY whisper against your ear, voice full of feigned malice, THEIR mouth stretching into a smile against your skin.
"You're mine, now." THEY snicker, their arms tightening around your body as they pull you a little closer, a little tighter, as if THEY could press the air from your lungs. "You're never escaping me...maybe i put you in a cage?" THEY tease, nuzzling the back of your neck, THEIR voice low and gravely in your ear.
"You're mine. Every little bit of you. From those pretty little ears all the way to those cute feet…"
Akivili
Akivili sighs happily and rests THEIR head against your chest. Every muscle in THEIR body goes lax and THEY practically melt against you. THEY'RE completely and utterly relaxed in your arms. "It's been too long..." you whisper mindlessly. "Too long." A longsuffering sigh escapes THEM as THEY press THEMSELVES closer into your arms, eyes closed blissfully, THEIR ear resting over your heartbeat.
"Much too long," THEY mutter, voice quiet and full of longing. THEY shift a little, moving to bury THEIR face against the crook of your neck, THEIR hair falling over your shoulder, soft as snow against your skin. THEY'RE silent for a few moments, simply breathing in your presence, lost in your scent, in the feeling of your skin on THEIR cheek.
"Trailblazing..." THEY mumble, "we should go again, like all this time before."
"You can't go one second with trailblazing, huh?"
"No."
Ena
Ena buries THEIR head into your chest and takes a shuddering breath. The sound of your heart beating against THEIR ear calms them like no other sound in the world ever could. It's almost...harmonic. THEY lift a hand and gently place it over the spot where your heart rests, as if THEY might feel life itself passing under your skin.
THEY have come undone, unravelled into the person they truly are. Vulnerable. Soft. And yet they feel safest in your arms. Your love is one of the few things that ground THEM. Your love is only towards THEM, you're loyal, ordered and THEIRS. Ena slowly moves, shifting a little to slide one of THEIR legs between yours. One of THEIR hands begins to wander. THEY can feel you against THEM with every movement they make, the way your body arches at THEIR touch.
"How do you feel human?" THEY ask, voice low and smooth as silk. The hand that is not gently trailing down your arm comes to rest on your hips, gently forcing you to hold still against THEM. THEIR touch is both soft and demanding, THEIR lips slowly working THEIR way down your neck until THEY reach your collarbone. Ena knows every spot to make you shiver, every place to make the heat inside you grow.
THEY continue to speak, although THEIR words are mostly meaningless. "You're mine. Don't forget that you are."
Fuli
Fulis chest is hard and cool to the touch, like glass. You can't feel THEIR heartbeat— there is no pulse beneath your fingertips. Fuli is still as a statue beneath you, only THEIR breathing telling you he's alive. The way THEIR chest rises and falls is like a wave, slow and measured against your body.
One of Fuli's hands lifts, slender fingers gently tracing along your chin, lifting your face up to meet THEIRS. THEIR eyes—blue like the cold of glaciers, grey as the rain—meet your own gaze.
"Look at me," they murmur. THEIR voice is just as gentle as their touch as they guide your chin up. "I want to look at you."
The hand cupping your chin moves, now, tracing along your jawline. Fuli’s index finger slowly traces just beneath the corner of your mouth.
"I want to crave you into my mind."
HooH
The equilibrium blinks, startled, then slowly relaxes, your weight on THEM familiar as the earth. Slowly, THEY bring THEIR hands to rest on your sides.
THEIR touch is unhurried, THEIR breath against your skin quiet. THEY carefully adjust, shifting themselves to make sure that you lie more to the left. Every move is precise, calculated to ensure that no symmetry is ruined. THEIR eyes never leave your face, watching you with the same intense devotion. Once you're settled, THEY fall still, their body taut against yours. THEIR hands continue to rest, feather-light, on your sides. THEY reach for your hair, fingers gentle. THEY carefully card through the strands, fixing it. Both hands move in perfect synchronization, as if the fingers on both were connected.
THEY keep fixing your hair for a long while, their face close to yours.
"Perfect."
IX
IX does not protest when you gather them in your arms as you found THEM in this endless black void. You always knew exactly where THEY were. THEIR body stiffens like a statue for a moment, a slight shiver trailing down THEIR spine, then THEY relax in your embrace. THEIR muscles uncoil slowly, until THEY'RE limp against you.
THEY don't pull away. THEY can't bring themself to. Not when THEY'RE warm in your arms. Not when the black void is so quiet around THEM and all they can hear is the soft sigh of THEIR own breaths. IX lifts their head from your chest and props THEMSELVES up on THEIR elbow, looking down at you with silent eyes and a tender expression. THEY lift their free hand to your cheek, THEIR touch feather-soft against your skin.
IX can't speak, bit THEIR actions tell enough. With incredible tenderness, THEY press a slow kiss to your jawline, then your neck.
You are everything for THEM.
Idrilla
THEY is practically lying on top of your body. THEY rest THEIR head on your shoulder, THEIR hair spilling down over your chest as THEY press against you. THEY feel safe here. Right in the crook of your neck, with the weight of your arm around THEM, your warmth surrounding them like a shield.
THEY let out a contented sigh, THEIR eyes fluttering shut as they nuzzle closer to you. "You're so warm," THEY murmur, the words half-hidden in your skin. Idrilla can practically feel your pulse against THEIR forehead, the thump-thump-thump of your heart a constant presence in THEIR ear. It's a comforting beat, steady and strong, like a soothing melody.
THEY rest their hand on your chest, right over your heart. THEIR fingers drum against your skin in time with the rhythm, almost subconsciously, as if to memorize every heartbeat with THEIR touch.
"I'm quite jealous my love, you are almost as beautiful as me...maybe even more beautiful...especially in my eyes and to my eyes only."
Lan
Lan is holding you from behind. THEY have one arm wrapped around you, fingers interlocking with yours. THEY have THEIR face pressed into your hair, THEIR breath gentle against your neck.
THEY'RE ’re not moving, merely holding onto you. It’s like THEY don’t want to let you go, even for a moment. Lan is completely silent, just holding you. THEIR fingers squeeze yours gently, THEIR thumb tracing the lines of your own, mapping out the shape of your hand beneath THEIRS.
THEY close their eyes and press THEIR forehead against your neck. Even the sound of THEIR breathing is measured, as if THEY'RE ’re trying to be as still as possible.
"Always," Lan vows. THEY shift behind you, pulling you even closer against THEIR chest.
"Always," THEY say again, a promise that rings in the air. "I'll watch over you. No matter what." Lan keeps you tight against THEM, every part of THEM pressed up against you. It's like THEY'RE trying to make sure you can't get away. "I will keep you safe." THEY say softly, THEIR voice as gentle as summer air.
"No one will harm you, I swear it."
Mythus
Mythus is holding you in THEIR arms; THEY are wrapped around your waist, THEIR chest pressed against your back. THEY is holding you so, so carefully. Like THEY is scared of harming you even though it is quite impossible
THEY inhale deeply, taking in the scent of your skin, feeling the comforting beat of your heart. Mythus mouths at the sensitive spot behind your ear, teasing it softly with the tip of THEIR tongue.
THEY can feel your shiver; how your body jerks, ever so slightly, at the contact. THEY'RE encouraged, emboldened perhaps, and continue to tease the sensitive skin behind your ear, leaving little nips and kisses across the flesh there. THEY can't help the chuckle that escapes THEM as they see the goosebumps rise on your body. THEY continue to tease the flesh, THEIR teeth worrying at the skin.
"Sensitive one, aren't you?" THEY mutter against your neck.
Nanook
Nanook is a warm presence beside you, pressing up against your back. One arm slings lazily across your waist, pulling you tight against THEIR chest. Nanook rests THEIR face against the back of your head and sighs. Nanook's arm tightens ever so slightly, shifting you a little closer against THEM. THEY press THEIR head against your shoulder, THEIR silvery hair spilling across your skin.
There isn't a sound in the room but the gentle rise and fall of your breaths; each of Nanook's exhales brushes across your neck like a sigh of contentment.
THEY are perfectly still, as if THEY are afraid you'll bewak from THEIR grip if they move a muscle. THEY don't want to break you ever, THEY want you in one full piece.
"Don't move, or I'll tighten my grip on you."
Nous
Nous lies on THEIR side, with THEIR head resting gently in your lap. THEIR eyes are closed, THEIR breathing slow and steady. THEY are completely enveloped by the feeling of your hand on THEIR hair, by the weight of your body next to THEM.
Nous shifts slightly, THEIR hand brushing against your leg. THEY murmur something to THEMSELF, but the word that leaves THEIR mouth is unintelligible. THEY lie still for a moment, THEIR breathing steady, as THEY take in the sensation of your fingers on THEM.
Nous head stays still against your thighs, THEY stay laying as if trying to commit this moment to memory. To remember this feeling.
"Why did your pulse quicken?"
"H-Huh?!"
"I know you better than yourself."
Oroboros
Oroboros rests THEIR upper body against your chest, head leaned against your shoulder. The creature curled around you lets out a quiet sound and THEY reach back to gently pat it with a slim hand.
"This is nice," THEY say finally, THEIR eyes slowly fluttering shut. "I could eat you up-! They want it too, ain't that right?"
The creatures let out another sound, a sound of approval. Oroboros's eyelids flutter shut as THEY nuzzle THEIR face into the crook of your neck and nip on your skin. A quiet sigh drifts through the air as THEY relax against you, slender shoulders losing their ever-present stiffness.
THEIR body against yours is surprisingly warm, a gentle heat like the summer sun against THEIR soft skin. The creature wrapped around the two of you lets out a low sound of contentment. The feel of its smooth scales and yours mixed with Oroboro's is an oddly pleasant one....a slimy one.
Qlipoth
Qlipoth is lying in your arms, THEIR head resting on your shoulder, THEIR face buried against your neck.
THEIR eyes are closed, the faint puffs of THEIR breaths hitting your skin as THEY hold you close. THEY nuzzle against you, burying THEIR face against you, THEIR arms wrapped around your waist. Qlipoth lets out a soft sigh, completely content in your embrace. THEY press THEMSELVES closer against you, seeking any bit of contact they can get.
THEY bury their face against your neck, the puffs of THEIR breaths ghosting across your skin and heating you from the inside out.
THEY tighten their grip on your waist, almost as if to stop THEMSELVES from letting you go. "I love you," they whisper, voice low and quiet.
"So you need to stay with me."
Tayzzyronth
Tayzzyronth feels complete when THEY are curled against your chest. Your skin is soft to the touch, and THEIR mind is blissfully calm. In the silence of your cuddling, all THEY hear is the sound of your breath, your heartbeat. All that matters is you.
THEIR head is tucked in against your collarbone. "I want a baby," THEY whisper, the words spoken with an almost desperate longing. "Nothing new." "I know." THEY bury themself against you again, nuzzling their face against your neck with a little sigh. "I still want one. I can't stop thinking about it."
Tayzzyronth lifts THEIR head, and THEIR mouth is at your ear as they speak. THEIR voice is hoarse with quiet hunger. "You'd look so beautiful pregnant." THEY draw the tip of their tongue along the edge of your earlobe. "If I did that to you… just the thought…"
Xipe
Xipe leans closer to you, THEIR hair catching the light and making THEM look almost angelic. THEY rest their heads on your chest and close THEIR eyes, letting THEMSELF melt into your arms. THEY are at peace, here with you.
THEY stay there, listening to the sound of your heartbeat and breathing in your scent. "Your heart..." THEIR voice is little more than a breath, soft enough to shiver in a summer breeze. THEY keep their head against your chest, the sound of your heartbeat comforting like the rhythm of waves on a sandy beach.
"Your heart beats faster with me," THEY murmur. THEY pause, lifting their head to look up at you, eyes shimmering.
"It's like a drum." A pause. Something vulnerable flickers across THEIR face. "It's like you are scared to let me go."
Yaoshi
Yaoshi leans closer instinctively and buries THEIR face in your hair, THEIR nose brushing against your neck. THEY don’t speak for a moment, content with simply being close to you.
THEIR lips are soft against your skin.
“You smell nice,” THEY murmur, the words coming out as a low rumble. "So tasty." Yaoshi shifts against you, THEIR arms sliding around your waist. THEY pull you closer, a silent display of THEIR need for you, THEIR want for you.
“I could lie with you forever.” THEY boop your nose. THEIR hands wander, almost idly running up your side, tracing the curves of your body as if THEY want to commit your figure to memory. Yaoshis fingers slip along the exposed skin of your back, pausing to press a palm against your spine.
“You’re mine now."
#honkai star rail x reader#honkai star rail#hsr x reader#hsr aeons#hsr#aeon#aeon x reader#Pulling out humanized aeons out of my ass was hard ngl#So ooc i swear but who cares??#Some people for sure#But hey yall got your fav Nannook and Yaoshi#Cool right?#Ik#hsr aha#hsr akivili#Hsr hooh#hsr nanook#Hsr oroboros#hsr ena#hsr xipe#hsr ix#Hsr nous#Hsr Lan#Hsr Tayzzyronth#Idk anymore#I'm tired sooo yay#:3#If you read my random tag thoughts type :-] cause idk its cute
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Why do you (as in the royal you) as a member of a fandom,, seem to believe that things need to be,,, canon??? in fanfiction??? why would? that ever be? if you wanted to read pure canon, you could,,,, idk,,, read canon? pick up the source material,,, and if you wanted to read pure canon fanfiction just search the ‘canon compliant’ tag. that’s how ao3 works. so silly.
#was it canon when sherlock holmes and his little gay boy kissed on the hogwarts express? prolly not i wouldnt know#i’m not in that fandom#discourse#<- prolly#dcu#batman#would tag the character this is abt but many would hate me if i did that im afraid#batfam#fandom#fanfic#batfamily#batfanon#dc comics#fanfiction#tim drake#timkon#damian wayne#batkids#superfam#they’re involved#like ‘there should be more canon compliant works’ valid criticism there r not a lot#but ‘i hate that anyone writes fanfiction that’s ooc or inaccurate to canon’ is giving old man screaming at clouds energy rn
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