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It's the same anon from last night. I..... reread my messages and I recognize that I was being mean. To you. When you didn't deserve it. Honestly, I understand my mistake amd I'm not trying to make excuses but...
I found out yesterday my dad died. And I was reading one of your works when it happened. I linked the anger and sorrow of that to the death of my father. It won't dismiss my behavior, but.... I thought I'd at least try.
And I'd like to know you better, before I judge you so harshly. If you'll.... even bother with my sorry ass. If you don't delete this message immediately, know I am just truly very sorry.
🕊 - Dove Anon, To make peace with how I treated you.
... this is not what i was expecting.. not at any given moment. anon im so sorry for your loss. losing someone you love is tough, but...
taking it out on me was not the right thing to do. i get you were reading my work but doing what you did? fighting me for no reason? your anger got the best of you.
but i believe in second chances. i dont know if ur lying abt any of this, and i hope ur not, but i hope we can make peace. id love to know you <3 the real you, unriddled by anger.
#🕊 dove anon <3#tentative about this....#idk whats going on im so vonfused#the switch up??#bpd my mom syndrome ah.. trauma..#sweetheart's inbox 📥
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born to be a houndmaster forced to be the greatest of caesar's frumentarii
#fallout#fallout new vegas#fnv#vulpes inculta#caesar fnv#edward sallow#vulpes headcanon he named his hat and he talks to it at night alone in his tent#i thought about scheduling this but fuck it. midnight legionposting#symphonart
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Just a bit more about my HC for this lil' guy
#linked universe#lu mask#oot link#mm link#young link#time travel shenanigans#mask got a growth spurt (has conflicted feelings about it)#growing up with eternal children and fairies was not good for his diet#also funny bc his saving grace was probably the marrow. some people eat it. i'm people#trees will devour bones btw so that tracks too#tbh the hw people didn't notice at first bc they were focusing on the war#but once Mask moved into captain Link's tent it was a matter of time for them to notice how badly Mask's diet is#tloz#tloz fanart#my art#the bone marrow is from the wolfos. which is funny if you think about Twilight
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Buckle up, Buttercup
#mumbo jumbo#grian#gtws#gtwscar#mumscarian#buttercups#hermitcraft#GUESS WHO TOUCHED A DRAWING PEN AFTER AGES#aaah it feels good to draw again#It was really fun to put together those 60s-style fits#the color scheme is inspired by their tents dsjdhg#anywho I'm so not normal about them ESP after docs new episode#my little flower trio <3#my art
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EMILY & HOTCH DANCING in 7.24 RUN
#criminal minds#criminalmindsedit#cmverseedit#cmverse#hotchnissedit#emily prentiss#emilyprentissedit#aaron hotchner#aaronhotchneredit#mine#edit#*#otp: you seem to do ok#otp#will i EVER be over this it's been literally 12 years (and a day damn i should have posted yesterday for the anniversary)#forever screaming into a pillow about her face before he makes her laugh and his face after#LIKEEEEEEE if those last two gifs don't just fucking SUM THEM UP#tentative and careful and honest but not open?? chewing glass brb#(off topic ish i'm obsessed with romantic glowing my gifs sorry that i am fully living in 2014 right now??? it just feels right)
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To Comfort The Moon
A lil doodly comfort crumb from this AU. I swear it's more lighthearted than this! ....Mostly, anyway.
Usually, comments like that slide right over Moon, it doesn't really bother him, that day was just a bad one, and the kids weren't feeling as nice as they usually do. It happens. And they know they have each other to just be there! They're not alone.
Most of the Daycare space is canon compliant, with a few extras just because; in this case, Moon's Nap Corner! While most kids prefer being outside of the little nook, some feel safer inside, which is why it exists :)
I was debating whether to add the other important guys in this comic, but decided that this moment happened prior to their intro, or there are plot related reasons they're not here! It doesn't really matter... ^^'
Under the cut is the comic without dialogue! I feel like it's still understandable without it, and I kinda prefer it anyway, so I decided to post! Anyways, see you when I actually introduce the others correctly! (Aka post their refs) :>
#fnaf au#I haven't named it yet?#tentatively calling runecare for now#runecare au#tags will change when i find a better name#fnaf sun#fnaf daycare attendant#fnaf sundrop#fnaf daycare au#moon fnaf#fnaf sun and moon#fnaf sun x moon#fnaf security breach#fnaf fanart#fnaf sb#fnaf moon#fnaf moondrop#sundrop fnaf#fnaf dca#they have soooo many tags sigh#rune posts?! impossible#rune draws#the nook is messy because their shift just ended#that's my excuse and im sticking to it#its definitely not because i hate drawing bgs not at all#also fyi i wont use that many individual character tags next time#feels like too much#...hopefully i'm not lying about that
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dsmp where the duel is canon. during the duel, c!dream's mask gets knocked off and he immediately drops to the ground because no one's ever seen his face. this is a decisive round. c!techno could win this but he stops and grabs dream's mask and hands it to him and uses his cloak to block dream from the view of the arena before they continue their duel.
#loyal talks about stuff and things#i just think. them meeting in this pretty stressful way.#and then never seeing each other again until techno came to the dsmp.#and it colors their interactions with each other and the tentative trust.#dream giving techno those gifts as a bit of a thank you.#c!dream#c!techno#dreblr#rivals duo#rivalsblr
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outfit design commission for @sunniekitty
long sleeves; something kinda ghost/folklore/woodsy; something kinda gothic lolita; doesn't like shoes
#outfit design#sunniekitty#commission#ruinfolk#gothic lolita#tentative about tagging it lolita when its got so many costume elements so just know that i know lol#all the little writing says 'sun doll' in ruinfolk#designed the goth one with very subtle jiangshi elements#my art stuff
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*Wade and Logan in a tent in the middle of no where*
Deadpool: Well you know what they say about having sex while camping?
*leans towards Logan and smirks*
Deadpool: It's fucking in tents
*Wolverine stabs him in the head with his claws*
#hello tumblr#couldn't draw this one#but its been in my notes app for a week#Deadpool#wolverine#Deadpool 3#deadpool and wolverine#wade#wade wilson#logan#logan howlett#logan howlett x wade wilson#wade wilson x logan howlett#deadclaws#poolverine#deadpool x wolverine#wolverine x deadpool#ahem yeah#i was in the middle of no where when i wrote this thinking about my tent
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Extended Parting
Synopsis: After being separated from you for so long, Childe finally finds you again.
Foul Legacy x Reader Pronouns: Gender Neutral (no pronouns mentioned) Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Comfort Warnings: Mentions of blood, physical injuries, fear, pain, crying, allusions to being attacked
Original Request by Anon: requesting requesting! beep bop beep bop ! more foul legacy × reader hurt/comfort, perhaps? :3
hear me out- in the format of a scenario; just pure comfort, reader is perhaps sent of to a dangerous mission/commission while childe is away doing his own thing. when he is going back home however, he stumbles across a group of fatui, taking the reader hostage & hurting them. foul legacy's reaction to his "allies" hurting the love of his life? and how he would take care of the reader after, assuming the reader got pretty severe injuries (even though they're not fetal).
Im a big sucker for this big boi getting all soft when the reader is hurt, and i wanna see more of him just holding the bleeding reader in his arms while trying to comfort them
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Two weeks, three days, seven hours, and eight minutes. That’s how long you’ve been apart, how long Childe has gone without being in your presence, and he’s hated every second of it. Important commission, hah! No commission could be so important that it took you away from him for this long- almost half a month! All of your other missions took you a week, tops, and even then he could barely handle it, missing you more and more as each day passed without a single word or letter. Of course, he admits, it’s not like Childe didn’t also have his own duties to attend to during this time, this extended parting. As usual, he was forced to store Ajax and Childe away, slipping on the mask of Tartaglia, the Eleventh Harbinger, and taking delight in violent diplomacy. But even fighting and bloodshed did little to satiate his longing for you; how much he wished to see your wonderful smile and that keen twinkle in your eyes, hear your lovely voice, cradle you in his arms and kiss your cheeks- Childe groans, burying his face in his hands. It makes him irritable, constantly yearning for you, and Foul Legacy is even worse. His Abyssal half is constantly clawing at the back of his mind, worrying his talons and whining as he asks why they haven’t seen you yet? Where are you? When will you be back? He wants cuddles something fierce, desperately seeking out the attention and affection you always give him only to find that you’re nowhere near. They’re both so lonely without you, only each other for company, and Childe has to physically bite his hand to prevent Legacy from simply snatching control of their body away and flying off to find you. With a sigh, the Harbinger wipes the blood from his blades, then his hands, and finally his face, ginger hair all wild and unruly. At the very least, today was when he would finally return home to Liyue. He never thought somewhere other than Morepesok could be considered home, but it turns out that “home” is wherever his heart is, and he gave it to you long ago to keep safe from everything that hurts.
Home… Childe’s mind drifts back to the house you both share, a small smile instinctively tugging at his lips. With a quiet snap of his fingers and a salute, his underlings are dismissed- they’ll be going back to the Fatui Headquarters in Snezhnaya. Childe, however, packs his supplies near the road back to the harbor city, waving the agents away, and the moment they’re out of sight his smile widens into a full-on grin, a delighted gleam in his azure eyes.
Even just thinking about you seems to bring out the best in him, Foul Legacy chirping happily in the back of his head when Childe reassures him that yes, they’ll be seeing you again soon. If you’re done with that horribly long commission of yours, that is, which he’s sure that you are- even the most arduous never take up to three weeks. Despite being exhausted, he finds a spring in his step, dust swirling as his boots land against the dirt path. You, you, you- he’s going to see you again, his beloved and most treasured. Childe almost glows with energetic joy as he jogs, as if he never fell into the Abyss at all. His hand twitches, Foul Legacy begging and pleading to be let out after spending so long locked away, but Childe hushes him gently. You’ve said that you like it when he’s kind to Legacy and Legacy is kind to him- they are part of each other, after all, and you love both of them- so he tries to treat the monster as a friend rather than a weapon, and with a huff Legacy settles back down. Something faint and distant as the moon pierces the night, and Childe pauses, ears pricking. He tilts his head to listen, and for a moment he hears nothing but silence. Until- there, there! A scream! It’s far off, over the next hill, but unmistakably there. Even from a distance Childe can hear the desperation, the terror burning into his bones like a raging fire with a familiarity that makes him stop in his tracks.
No… no, it couldn’t be. It can’t be- Please, please let him be wrong- Childe’s feet carry him towards the sound, dread spiraling and twisting in his gut as another awful shriek rings out and he looks up, eyes widening. He was right. Oh, he was right, and he wishes he wasn’t, because it’s you. It’s you, gripping your weapon like a vice and covered in blood, expression filled with panic and fear and pain. It’s you, still in your adventurer’s gear, bag packed with whatever stupid, insignificant item the commission wanted. It’s you, surrounded by Fatui agents- not his, thank the Archons- the rest of them laughing and sneering. It’s you, hurt and scared and looking as if you’re about to collapse onto the ground and never rise. It’s you, and Childe’s veins freeze over with cold, splintering ice. You’re pressed against a ruined wall, swiping the blade in your hands at the soldiers, who merely snicker at your weakened attempts. The leader- one of those Electro vanguards with a giant hammer- smacks the weapon aside and seizes your arm, and you let out an involuntary yelp of pain as tears prick in your eyes. The yelp is all the motivation he needs, and Childe barely feels his restraint shatter like glass. They never even saw it coming, Foul Legacy throwing his spear and ripping the agents apart as fast as lightning, vibrant purple sparks searing the grass as he roars, driven only by wrath and fury. The vanguard who grabbed you so violently shouts in surprise and horror- then everything goes silent, apart from Legacy’s heavy breathing, claws dripping with blood. He exhales, curling his talons into fist with a tight crackling noise, letting out a low, guttural growl of rage. You bite down fiercely on your tongue, trying to stay quiet, but you can’t help but gasp in pain as the slashes in your body flare, and Foul Legacy’s anger burns away as quickly as a dying candle. He turns and rushes to you, chittering frantically, only to freeze when he sees you stiffen, petrified with fright. His chirps and trills lower to soft croons, gentle and sweet and familiar, crouching slowly to your height and holding out a hand. He tentatively inches forward, hand extended and palm up, claws curling delicately around your wrist when you desperately reach for him. “A-Ajax…?” Legacy’s Abyssal heart cracks, and he swiftly gathers you in his arms, whimpering and nudging his forehead against your cheeks as you cling to him and let out anguished, hitching cries. You suck in a breath when his talons ghost over a wound, and Legacy almost sobs with despair. Some part of him- the rational, trained soldier that is Childe- tells him to get you home, heal you, make sure that you’re well- he carefully gets to his feet, holding you close to his armored chest and adjusting your head so it’s pillowed by his lavender fluff. You shudder with pain again, and Legacy gently licks his tongue over the shallow scrapes on your face, cooing softly; with a flutter of his glimmering wings he takes to the sky, his arms cradling you like you’re made of crystal and gold.
He lands near your shared home not ten minutes later, hastily unlocking the door with the key he always sees Childe using. The house is quiet and a little dusty from being empty for so long, but your bed is as soft as ever as Legacy delicately lowers you down onto the mattress. Childe is the one who tells him what to do, again, guiding his claws to gently wrap your wounds with snow white gauze. None of them are fatal, and Legacy thanks his constellation with a grumbling sigh of relief. A quiet croon slips out when he sees you fading in and out of consciousness, sweetly cupping your cheek with a clawed hand- he’s shaking. Why is he shaking? He’s not the one who nearly died- but your hand comes up to weakly grasp his, and Legacy’s heart melts and breaks and patches itself up all over again.
Your lips twitch into a shaky smile, exhausted, your fingers resting on Legacy’s and soothing the minute trembles running through his body. The Abyssal creature- your wonderful, sweet Abyssal creature- blinks slowly at you, crystalline eye filled with tears that drip down his crimson face and pool in the divots of his mask as he fights to contain the sobs that threaten to break out, and when you reach up your other hand, covered in bandages, to caress his cheek, his breath hitches and he collapses into your arms, burying his head against your neck and weeping. In a whispered voice you coo and murmur and hum to him, repeated words of “it’s okay, I’m here, I’m okay”, and he tries so, so hard to do it back to you, his own sounds cracked and stuttering, something along the lines of “don’t leave, I miss you, I’m sorry”, or as close as he can say with a mouth made for biting and gnashing. Your hands lightly tug him closer- or rather, your hands tiredly loosen and he moves to follow them- until he’s close enough for you to press a soft kiss to his forehead. Legacy immediately purrs, tearful and whimpering, and your silent offer of lifting up the blanket is met with an instance moth monster at your side, curling around your body and holding you close. He’s careful not to squeeze you, trying to get as close as possible and mold his form around yours as you rake your hands through his fluffy coppery hair, drawing more deep, comforting rumbles from within his chest, the type he makes when you’re dreadfully ill.
Cats’ purrs are healing, so you’ve heard. Perhaps Abyssal beasts’ purrs are much the same. Slowly, your eyes begin to droop, and you yawn, exhausted and worn. Foul Legacy quietly nudges you, a croon of reassurance falling from his fanged maw, claws dancing over the wraps on your skin now stained brilliant red. It hurts, it hurts like fire- but you’re safe. Safe in your bed, and in Legacy’s arms, and the tension leeches from you and dissipates into nothing. You vaguely hear a soft melody, low and rumbling and familiar from when you’ve sung Foul Legacy to sleep, and the arms around you tighten ever so slightly as the sun finally dips beneath the horizon into the locked box of night. Two weeks, three days, eight hours, and thirty minutes. That’s how long Foul Legacy refused to let you out of his sight, even after your injuries had closed and healed.
#genshin x reader#childe x reader#tartaglia x reader#genshin impact x reader#genshin impact#childe#tartaglia#gi ajax#foul legacy#foul legacy childe#genshin tartagalia#genshin childe#genshin tartaglia#foul legacy x reader#sfw#genshin sfw#genshin hurt/comfort#hurt/comfort#genshin comfort#comfort#tartagalia x reader#don't worry anon i gotchu covered#i think i summoned something last night because i wrote this in two hours max#or maybe it was the part of my brain that was so happy to be writing again#it felt great honestly#to think about moth in despair and taking care of you#he's so gentle and tentative#trying his best to not harm you more#but he's so worried at the same time#genshin fic
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The ringmaster and the amphitheater. The chessboard and the player. Round and round they go.
#THE SILLIES. but also they have DEPTH. Which is INTERESTING#The circus man and the circus tent#theyre the circus duo#two ass CLOWNS is what they are#I find their dynamic very compelling. Its like#Lucifer is the devil from the BIBLE. yet Alastor gets offended by the unfairness of their power dynamic#MY MAN YOU WERE A RADIO HOST WHEN YOU WERE ALIVE#WHEN DID YOUR BAR GET TO THE FUCKING CEILING#Anyways. theyre fun. they have some fun things in common but theyd never admit to it. theyd be the friend to go bitch about someone#also im all for a qpr with these two#theyre so funny. imagine them as roomates#my art#art post#hazbin hotel#alastor#hazbin hotel lucifer#lucifer morningstar#I wonder if somewhere down in hell the actual lucifer is looking up at us judgementally#i wonder what would happen if I showed a priest from thousands years ago this content and go: yeah this is how the bible looks now#doodles#radioapple#appleradio#duckiedeer#hazbin alastor#hazbin lucifer#hazbin art#hazbin hotel fanart#hazbin hotel fandom#hazbinhotel#hazbin hotel alastor
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i am almost constantly thinking about the mountain of implication, characterization, and insanely fucked up unspoken and unknown stories that are packed into the single paragraph of this ending slide for arcade gannon
#do you think arcade ever enjoyed the conversations. or enjoyed the certainly good treatment that he got by caesar's side.#and after that enjoyment; in the moments of realization that he had let himself forget exactly where he was#or those moments of realization that he had once again unconsciously tuned out the sounds of weeping slaves#who do you think he hated more: himself or caesar? or the courier?#and who did he hate most in the moment that he grabbed that scalpel?#and by all means ask me about my theory of caesar's repressed homosexuality that he can never ever act on#just saying that imo if the tyrant of the brutal slavedriving rapists was straight then he'd have a slave girl or two in his tent! yknow??#fallout#fallout new vegas#fnv#arcade gannon#caesar#caesar's legion
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I know making fun of Isabeau is a fun pass time already, but I think we need to make fun of him for being a city boy more often. I KNOW this man struggled to put up a tent the first time. Mirabelle 100% had to show him how. If this man wasn't hiding behind his dumb persona, he would have whipped out "Survival Guide for Travelers and Fools" and double triple checked every berry on the road. The first time he slept in a sleeping bag, he was fine. The week after he was dreaming of his bed back home. Bugs. Just bugs. The only reason he didn't get sunburnt horrifically is because he's trained enough outside to know he Needs Sunblock especially for being outside for an extended period of time. He gets sunburnt anyway.
Siffrin is cool to him initially 50% because this little fella seemingly effortlessly lives the life Isabeau has been struggling through with the fast few weeks.
#isat#isabeau isat#he went camping once when he was a kid but that was a family trip and he just hid in the tent and read about wildlife the entire time#I am projecting my white af city self onto him btw#my posts
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what is he hearing with them big ol ears
#pikmin#pikmin fanart#post's art gallery#blue pikmin currently hold the tentative spot as my favorite we'll see how long that lasts#something about that silly goofy face
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OC lineup! All the characters that currently exist in this "story"
#oeyä ayskxawngtsyìp#some small details may be subject to change#others might also be added to the “story” later#for example a while ago I was thinking maybe Rolukx and Se'txelu also have a sister because why not#tentatively named her Mingal and she'd be a teenager in the default timeline#(for reference at that time Se'txelu and Neynari are in their early 20s and Rolukx in his late 20s)#but she doesn't have a particular design yet and I haven't decided on many details#me being me i will also prooooobably give Neynari and Se'txelu some kids of their own at some point but again so specific ideas just yet#maybe even give rolukx a love interest#for personal reasons i can't decide whether it would be more cathartic to give him one or to not give him one#idk we'll see#also btw since this is chibi style don't take it as a 100% accurate height comparison lol#fwiw on that front I think Seylana and Neynari are a bit shorter than average#Rolukx is slightly taller than average#and everyone else is pretty solidly Average™ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#also for those who didn't catch it in my previous post about these guys: Awlun is Lunaya's aunt (Awlun's brother is Lunaya's father)#hence the shared surname#also Seylana is not naturally blond; she started coloring her hair after Neynari was born to match her daughter#(there are canon Aranahe characters with hair like this such as Sa'nop and Nilngan)#(and yes I suspect it's artifical color because the tail tufts are still black. hence Seylana's tail tuft still being her natural color too#ANYWAYS#yeah#my art#neynari#se'txelu#rolukx#seylana#vontxu#awlun#lunaya
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was watching some more older stuff and found this video where noel talks about what several of their earlier songs mean/are about, and this is what he had to say about 'live forever' then:
"only two best friends would say that to each other, or twins maybe."
#he starts off so tentative and unsure#“it's about relationships that people have... not necessarily with girlfriends or... uh...”#like noel your bi is showing (joking not joking)#wanted to add this to the audio i posted last night but tumblr sucks and you can't reblog with new video#noel gallagher#oasis#live forever#video
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