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cutest sunshine in the entire universe, space, and beyond 🗣️ 🌺
#my art#daisuke mouthwashing#mouthwashing game#mouthwashing#mouthwashing fanart#daisuke fanart#fanart#procreate#artists on tumblr#art#digital art#mouthwashing daisuke#I’m so normal about him guys#spoilers so don’t read past this but that one scene made me CRY#I’d do anything for him#I haven’t done a fully colored piece in a minute oml#yap session over lmao#daisuke mouthwashing fanart
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I just have a thing for "robot overcoming what they were made for" trope I guess
#the wild robot#wall e#movies#dreamworks animation#dreamworks#the wild robot fanart#im sorry i have noone to yap about this movie
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If there’s one good thing tiktok has done, it’s the resurgence of “yap”. I love yappers. I love the word yap. I will yap all day about yapping and then i will yap some more. I’ve said yap so much in this post it already doesnt sound or look like a real word anymore but still i will yap yap yap. Thank you tiktok for all your yapping.
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specific tropes in romance that always heal something in me that it never broke
like, forehead kisses, soft love confessions, peppering kisses all over the lover's face. promises that are kept, hands those are held with a gentle love, and hugs that engulf the heart too.
or when they rest their head on your chest, or lean on you for support.
"your tears kill me," kinda thing. or when a sunshine character finally cries and bawls their entire life's hurt out into their comfort grumpy character (plus point, if the grump feels guilty thinking if they had done something to trigger this emotional outburst)
communication. no matter hard the topic is, how big your differences are.
listening to the other person yap
admiring their facial features and seeing not just the outer structure but the person that they really are.
them getting angry on ur behalf
cradling each other in hugs basically
feeling emotional walls break when you're with that one person particularly
gentle communication. yearning to do more for your lover (!!!!)
affectionate smiles and eyes crinkling with a smile that's directed specially at you.
finding their laugh contagious.
the feeling of being accepted, despite flaws and all
silent domestic acts like being in the kitchen together, dressing up together, them drying ur hair while u sit between their legs
occasionally stolen kisses
or one deep kiss that just lights your world and fulfills your soul and heart.
sleepily nuzzling into each other!!
reaching for each other despite being asleep, with mumbled endearments and whispers of need!!!
laughter coming easily by their side, like happiness is just another day to day thing (this can also be about self love. when u truly love urself and prioritize your own rights and cherish the fact that you're you. happiness becomes beautiful even in solitude)
their fingers buried deep in yo- OOPS.?! :)
#just me yapping about my typa love#nothing too serious#writing inspo#writing inspiration#writing prompts#romance writing#romance prompts#writing romance#soft love#soft prompts for lovers#soft dialogue prompts#soft prompts#fluffy prompts#fluff prompts#fluff#writer prompts#otp prompts#dialogue prompts#urfriendlywriter#imagine your otp#writeblr#romance prompts writing#otp ideas#fake scenarios#prompt list#kisses prompts#writing community#writing ideas#drabble ideas#childhood friends to lovers
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love you, love you, love you;
mr. crawling x reader
plot: some things are best expressed without the need of words — themes: spooning/cuddling, smut, maybe yan vibes — w.c: 1.1k
a/n: my first homicipher related fic. i want to try one for mr. silvair & mr. gap next, bc they were also my favs. this game has been taking over my life so much lately. like it’s been in my dreams, haaah.
masterlist • ao3
Mr. Crawling was always loud when he was excited within your company; his laughter filled out the vast empty spaces that were otherwise unadorned with familiarity. Whatever you once sought from those winding corridors was ever-fleeting, temporary, leaving you stuck within the confines of his company.
Yet, when he felt what you could only interpret as affection—that’s when Mr. Crawling then became different—quiet, soothing, kind but also… curious.
And when you would usually sleep, he would stand watch, knelt over the floor as per his usual stance but sometimes crouched near you, sometimes leaning back against the wall with his legs pressed up against his chest. He would watch you as his life depended on it, unwavering in focus and with eerie intensity. He would watch as your chest rose and fell, leaning close on occasion to catch the sweep of your breath and sometimes, he would trace the pad of his milky fingertips in long, languid strokes against your face. Always so delicate, so tender, but for the most part, quiet and even shy.
Having once caught a glimpse of Mr. Gap in your blanket space, however, set something territorial off for Mr. Crawling and he was never able to recover from such an invasion. The very idea that someone else was able to infiltrate what he deemed to be your space—especially someone who he disapproved of—wasn’t something he could stand for. Especially with the sort of trickster Mr. Gap was, he couldn’t bear to see you get hurt. It would kill him on the inside (and on the outside, too).
So, just as you were getting into bed to rest up once more, he too, slipped in under the covers with you. At first, you were startled as usual, turning to face him with confusion evident in your eyes, murmuring out some words in a language that he still could not understand. He repeated something back, the meaning lost and indecipherable upon your ears, though soon surrendering to emphasis using gestures instead. A hug to bring you closer, a reassuring pat on your head and a small, longing kiss over your nose.
You listened to his words again, repeating over and over like a broken record.
Perhaps he meant no harm, after all.
You turned your back to him and settled into his chest, finding that he was surprisingly warm for what he was. His taller frame encased your body, wrapping his ashen arms around your waist—accidentally brushing the fabric that sat over your breast—nicking the cloth ever so slightly. Your breath hitched in surprise and as though in sheepish realisation, he withdrew right away, terrified that you were upset with him.
You drew out a long breath, reminding yourself again, that after everything that has happened thus far…
That, Mr. Crawling does not want to hurt you.
That Mr. Crawling has only ever helped you.
So perhaps, right now, Mr. Crawling only wanted to be closer to you.
You relaxed your breathing, settling into his comforting shadow once more and allowed for his presence to envelop you. He repeated the soothing motions of his grappling arm, although he held onto you softer that time. His hands explored your body with a delicate touch, as though afraid of breaking you—of upsetting you again—his motions growing confident the longer that you didn’t protest. It wasn’t long before he, otherwise not disturbed by your lacking, conscious awareness, decided to explore further with you. Mr. Crawling’s fingers didn’t ask for permission that time, creeping beneath the clinging fabric, feeling your skin against his palms, inviting a pleased, almost delighted smile to curl on his lips.
The silence remained unbroken as Mr. Crawling continued his explorative focus on you; the quickly-building evidence of his need growing harder the longer he pushed himself behind your body, the repeated touches arousing something warmer within him. To both his surprise as well as your own—you were not repulsed, allowing him to creep even lower, below the skirt of the dress and up, brushing his hand up to your exposed skin and, reading into it—you communicated your consent from the moment you parted your legs, allowing him to get even closer.
Confidence surged in Mr. Crawling as he pushed himself into your hilt, allowing his hardened length to slip inside. Betraying the stagnant silence, he shuddered out a ragged gasp before giving into his own rising need; grinding himself into your sopping sex with steadily increasing fervour. His fingers clamped around the curve of your hips as he held you in place, slamming every last inch of himself deep into your core.
Ever touch-starved yet wanting nothing more than to surrender to the sensation of you, Mr. Crawling continued to drive his cock into your needy cunt, soon wrapping his winding arms around your body and holding on tight. He bucked intensely as you soon succumbed to breathless whimpers, incoherently begging for his name. Equally desperate whines rolled off the slip of his tongue as he found his lips pressed into the crook of your neck, dampening your skin with sloppy wet kisses—as many as he could give.
It felt overwhelming for you in a way to be worshipped like this but you did your best to keep up with such intensity, especially as the warm, tingling pleasure built up inside of you, too. You held on just as tight as he did, your hand seeking out his own—fingers weaving into his bony digits—interlocking and squeezing tight the closer you got, your grip and otherwise clenching need tightening simultaneously. To feel him losing himself inside of you was dare you admit, addicting, feeling him completely fill and stretch you out leaving you almost dizzied from the impaling force.
Mr. Crawling, like you, soon surrendered to the rolling bliss from the flick of his hips, feeling a surging warmth mount and rise, encouraging him to lose himself to the searing heat of the moment and you. Encircling your body in a possessive hug, he suddenly began to mutter out a new word in a strained mantra, again and again.
Given how desperate he seemed to be, you understood the meaning as ‘close’, especially as his actions grew more strained and less controlled.
“Close, close, close,” he repeated.
It didn’t take his chased release to catch up as his hips grew to a stutter, rutting out one final pump before melting into you. Mr. Crawling cried into your neck, spilling out the entirety of his overflowing love, feeling the pent-up devotion trickle down your thighs—yet not letting you move away—still retaining his claim on you.
Instead, he kept you even closer than before, not allowing you to part from him ever again (despite understanding your yearning for rest).
Words were never the problem, it seemed.
Mr. Crawling would have always found a way to… connect with you.
#homicipher#mr crawling#mr. crawling#homicipher fanfiction#homicipher x reader#homicipher x you#homicipher x mc#mr crawling x reader#mr crawling x you#mr crawling homicipher#homicipher headcanons#homicipher smut#mr crawling smut#homicipher mr crawling#yandere x reader#x reader fanfiction#cross posted on ao3#x you smut#x reader smut#xposted to ao3#i wrote this after a nap after playing the game for 4 hours straight and then i had this like dream about it#and i woke up ferally desiring mr crawling like it was insane#i wrote this with possessed and perhaps crazed love#i am very normal about fandoms thanks#yapping in tags again i see
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(any time after the events of the vengeance saga & ithaca saga)
*under the ocean in poseidon's palace*
poseidon: *talking with amphitrite*
poseidon: i wouldn't wish that upon my worse enemy!
poseidon: *pauses and feels phantom pains from his old impalement wounds/scars*
poseidon: *eye twitching* ...unless of course...we're talking about my enemy, odysseus.
poseidon: *looking up at the ocean's surface from his underwater palace*
poseidon: fuck you odysseus, you know what you did!
amphitrite: ...
amphitrite: *sighs*
*meanwhile on ithaca*
odysseus: *yapping away with penelope whilst on a walk through the palace grounds*
odysseus: so then i said "cause i don't even have to kill you, i just have to avoid yo-"
odysseus: *violently sneezes*
penelope: ...
penelope: are you feeling unwell, my love?
odysseus: no i'm fine.
odysseus: i just get the feeling im being bad-mouthed...again
odysseus: *turns head and glares at the ocean*
#amphitrite is over her husband and his feud with the mortal odysseus#poseidon somehow brings him up in every conversation#meanwhile odysseus is always being interrupted while yapping with sneezes#he just wants to tell his wife about everything he got up to!#penelope is just amused by it#and loves her husband's yapping#(especially the violent & bloody parts)#WHO SAID THAT#epic the musical#epic the vengeance saga#odysseus epic#poseidon epic#odysseus#epic the musical spoilers#amphitrite#penelope epic the musical#poseidon
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return to sub level 50
#familiar and safe#transformers one#transformers#b 127#bumblebee#i am not tagging steve IJBOL#in the movie when bee is talking to elita she says “i need you to talk less”#which he obviously interperates as talking less about the specific topic#and continues to yap#so i wonder what itd be like if someone outwardly told him to shut up or that he was annoying#back to steve and aatron and eP 508#those guys are nice to him
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ng+ doodles and royaltrio
#i like putting all the confidant items on ng+ akiras design (ryuji watch mona scarf etc) but i couldnt figure out how to add most of them#like visibly#something seomthng velvet room key and lavenza The idea is there. or something. idk#mmmmm yeag....#got nothing to yap about for once so . hm#did u guys know i like cheng xiaoshi ? go watch link click#persona 5#persona 5 royal#p5r#p5#joker persona 5#kurusu akira#akira kurusu#amamiya ren#ren amamiya#goro akechi#akechi goro#yoshizawa sumire#sumire yoshizawa#morgana#my art
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thank you as always for the support and compliments on our new july-exclusive merch!! please take these close ups as a sign of my gratitude uwu
much like last year's postcard, i sculpted little figures and painted over them to get a nice 3D effect. i got really lucky with the lighting by the time i finished the bases lmao. the poster is ofc a reference to norman rockwell's triple self portrait so i was trying a more textured painting style. i'm really happy with how it came out! also ya bobby wasn't from this past year but this rejected plush idea was
happy drawfee calendar year! and please look forward to our most unhinged merch yet in this coming year! there are some whack coals on the fire
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NO ONE TALKS ABOUT HIM.
ughh him at 40 is so MMMFHGGFHUJVKUVIFHKDJDSLK the way we're growing old together :3 WE DO IT EVEN WHEN HIS BUSH HAIRS TURN GRAY or idk maybe i really REALLY like him with stubble BUT?? HES HOT WITH STUBBLE LIKE IM SNIFFING THE SCREEN SO HARD UGHH I CAN SMELL HIS MERA MERA
#meow i can feel his stubble tickling my bundle of nerves#im choking on it rn btw#id say 40 y/o ace needs more attention butt also back off!! this is my man right here#HES SO MMM#NGH ITS EVERYWHERE#FLOOD WARNING#liana yapping about ace 😻#one piece#portgas d ace#ace one piece#fire fist ace#one piece ace#others art#NOT MY ART
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it's been said before but the FUNNIEST thing about the "intricate and endless daddy issues" line is the fact that's it's not even true. like neil straight up made it up for the plot™ like no wonder kevin was freaking the fuck out because "kevin and i talk about your intricate and endless daddy issues all the time" and they don't??? kevin was probably TWEAKING OUT and neil just kept going.
#zoe yaps#he's so committed to the hater lifestyle#i love him#he took about five years off kevin's lifespan tho#every time i think about this it makes me laugh#aftg#all for the game#neil josten#kevin day
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the thing that drives me sooo crazy about the jinx/isha/cait/vi confrontation is that for vi, it was a lose-lose situation. either caitlyn misses & accidentally hits isha (child witnesses enforcer violence), or caitlyn kills jinx in front of a child who cares for her (child STILL witnesses enforcer violence). Either situation parallels vi’s own past trauma. In that moment, it wasnt about jinx (at least not entirely). It was about vi’s catalyst for violent change about to be recreated and forced upon this child. Caitlyn said she understood how vi felt seeing her parents die, but demonstrated in this moment that she doesnt and literally CANT. caitlyn has never been on the other side or enforcer violence. the child didnt even compute to her—isha was just an obstacle to be avoided, not a person that will carry this experience forever. But vi’s been on the wrong end of a gun. She understood that no matter what, no matter who got hit, if she allowed caitlyn to shoot, vi would be recreating her own trauma. And THATS why she stopped cait
#caitlyn thinks it was about protecting jinx and it was in a sense#vi is protecting the childhood versions of powder & vi who witnessed extreme enforcer violence on that bridge#ofc cait has trauma too but hers was perpetrated by one “deranged individual”#vi’s trauma was perpetrated by an institution of which cait belongs to#arcane#arcane season 2#arcane vi#arcane s2#NOT anti cait btw i love her soso much im just obsessed with this scene#yap#arc
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i’m sick and tired of people calling jason a literature buff and then perceive him as only reading jane austen, because, yes he does canonically read austen avidly, but please let him read other books/authors that reflect him like; crime and punishment, metamorphosis, frankenstein, the art of war, the velveteen rabbit, the count of monte cristo, dante’s inferno, to kill a mockingbird etc— maybe i’m salty because i’m a book nerd and no one gets it right, but i want to see people take canon further and excel it rather than boiling down the one thing and beating it with a stick
#jason’s book choices also definitely subtly reflect himself#he’d also eat up hunger games and maze runner and pjo - he’s not strictly classics because even i can’t sustain myself on whatever the hell#dostoyevsky was yapping about in crime and punishment#this also goes for tim and coffee#let that boy get another drink#dc#jason todd#robin#red hood#classic literature#literature
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they are so married
#franky probably just looks at her with puppy eyes while she yaps about archeology#one piece fanart#cyborg franky#franky#one piece#digital art#nico robin#frobin#franky x robin#water 7
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