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ashersanity · 2 months

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Who's a good boy

Shoku, when I say send me an ask to test something, I didn’t mean this shit.

#this don’t work on me on asks #maybe when we play games it works but nah #what do you take me for #meeeeeeee :3 #I’m a good boy :3 #<- i did NOT fucking say that #now that’s crazy #asher gets asks

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kirbyofthestars · 6 months

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#meeeeeeee :3 #prince.txt

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gaz-light · 8 months

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New chess the piece: The Princess

It starts at the center. It can't move

#meeeeeeee :3

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ritoryb · 5 months

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hiiiii im still alive my overcomplicated fanfiction (comic) comes back to haunt me every night. well this is more a personal post than an art post so i guess ill put it under a cut. it's like three pages which is basically nothing but what can i do im a busy man

other than that ill go right back to painting something again bc man it feels like it's been a while

you can send feedback if ya want :3 thats actually p much the only reason im making this post since i haven't set up a viewer for this yet. because i don't know how to write or draw comics i just slap whatever i can together and hope it works

uhhhhh i have little else to say. well it starts well before canon (around 10 years) and i should probably clarify i'm not really copying berserk beat by beat im just mildly too into dark knight/berserker imagery wow symbolism or something AAAAHHHHHHH by the way this probably won't be exceptionally gory either but at least more violent than my paintings i guess bc i don't frequently draw gore… yea…

well sometimes i wonder if this is too ambitious but then again it feels pretty nice to just while away at this while i go through the motions of uni again... i like doing things a bit at a time :3

also galea and alvis have a pretty bad relationship here to start with if you're confused by why these panels are so awkward. it gets better though i swear. in like four years of comic drawing time. a bunch of other details about the history of the world are different but that will come up later! don't worry about it!

fran's probably not reading this but thanks for talking to me about this kind of :'3 id be struggling to write this post alone without you

#I NEED TO GO. I NEED TO #crawling out a window into the freezing cold night as i speak 👍#my drawing #not taggin g this im in the twilight zone now. its not xc fanart anymore idek #every time i show shit to my friends before i post it i feel like a stray cat dragging a dead food item to the one person who's been kind t #meeeeeeee :3 #if you just followed me and dont know what this post is about uhh. dont worry about it! dont worry about it :]

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theaveragemvmplayer · 6 months

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mrowwwwmeowwwwwwww :3333

#idle.txt #thinking about that ubereats/doordash image #dawg what the fuck #meeeeeeee :3

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lacebird · 12 days

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HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN behind the scenes of Obi-Wan Kenobi (2022).

“I was so excited to get to do the Bacta tank scenes. I had to be completely submerged in water, holding my breath. For a few weeks leading up to it, I got to work with a great dive coach. He would teach me different breathing techniques. I think my longest breath holds were around two and a half minutes. It was surprisingly peaceful in there.”

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brainrotfm · 4 months

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the world put you in front of me and we aligned

pairing: ryomen sukuna x reader

word count: ~1.5k

short description: the king of curses has never been asked for comfort before, but that doesn't mean he won't indulge you.

notes: no beta barely edited probably ooc; no content warnings just the fluffiest lil thing you'll ever get from me, mwah! manga credit used for header image [nsfw, 18+]!

"Tell me what you need, little one, while I still feel patient."

"Well I-I... I don't know how to ask for that," you reply sheepishly, ducking your head to hide the flush that was starting to prickle across your cheeks at your own discomfort. Two fingers caught your chin, evading your retreat into yourself, tilting doe eyes back into the intense, scarlet-hot gaze of the man towering over you still, not one to back away from an uncomfortable situation so easily.

"Use your words, brat," Sukuna purrs cheekily in return, gravelly and low but warm like molasses, trying to lure you out of whatever self-conscious spiral he was watching you fall into - it wouldn't work. Not when he was willing and able to catch you.

The way he touched you, the way he looked at you, the way he spoke to you: it would sound silly if you tried to say it out loud, but there was no other word that came to mind but reverence. Utter devotion or nothing at all, there was no in between with someone like him. Were you projecting? Did the passion between you two feel too good to be true, not because of him, but because of you?

Because you couldn't handle being seen by him, could you?

It wasn't easy, but it was familiar; you didn't, couldn't, ask for help, because you didn't have the vocabulary to explain what you needed help with, exactly. No one could snap their fingers and make all your problems go away; if they could, you wouldn't ask for that, because a charmed life had no real value. And yet... no matter what you said, there was an unflappable feeling in your gut that Sukuna would scorch the earth to give you whatever you desired, the closest thing to a god you may ever see.

"I just want you to hold me," and the words sounded silly as soon as they left your mouth. He was a CURSE for god's sake, or at least, he was one. By all accounts, he was a monster, a being of the lowest morale, and there was nothing that would make him to succumb to the petty whims of the human he just so happened to have a dalliance with. A blip on his cosmic radar, a temporary satisfaction in an endless lifetime. He didn't have the time to waste, the capacity to care, the attachment to give --

Except as soon as the words left your mouth, the smallest of smirks twitched the sides of his lips. As always, you yielded when given a command, and he was always filled with a silent pride by your willingness to succumb for him. Without a word, Sukuna scooped you from the couch bridal-style, earning him a startled yip that turned his smile wider. You felt the echo of his chuckle rumble deep in his chest as he carried you into the bedroom, a protest on your lips that this isn't what you meant, not everything was a code for sex... "Sukuna, I..."

The complaint died in your throat though, not having time to manifest as you squeaked instead; Sukuna had kneed his way onto the bed, still not dropping you as he set his back against the headboard and gingerly, with all the tenderness in the world, set you down across his lap. It would've brought tears to your eyes, if you hadn't been so bewildered by this side of your lover, one who got you both off thanks to his penchant for sadism, but this time...

This time, he used his immense reach to grab the comforter, pulling it over your bodies. This time, he used the hand still wrapped around your back, propping you up, to begin tucking in the seams of the blanket, bounding you tightly against him. This time, the heat of your combined body warmth overpowered your cyclone spin of anxiety. This time, his free hand came up to cup your cheek for a moment, looking into your watery, hazy hues before placing the most delicate kiss against your forehead. This time, you would even call him chaste, not a word you ever imagined using in reference to Sukuna. This time, he looked for nothing more, wordlessly pulling your face into his chest as the arm around your back tightened its hold. This time, he really did just... just hold you.

It was too much.

By the time your cheek had pressed against heat of his skin, you were a goner. Maybe you were just that obvious - maybe he saw how pathetic and hopeless you felt, and knew that no amount of his usual teasing would cajole you out of your reverie. You're not sure he could feel sadness; you're not really sure he ever had, but you appreciated this act of softness from him. (He could, though rarely, and he did, though oftentimes only because of you, or in this case, for you). Shaking like a leaf in the wind, you curled as far into him as you possibly could, and with a heave, an onslaught of tears began to leave your body like the damn had broken at the end of a wet summer.

Where did he learn comfort like this? A large palm rested against your lower back, splayed open and anchoring you to his lap, not letting you budge an inch, even if you wanted to. His other hand had curled around the side of your neck to its nape, pressing you against him, silently insisting you stay as near to him as possible, to ride out whatever anxiety had taken you so far from him tonight. He would wait. You had only asked to be held, so he remained silently, trying not to focus on the way your pathetic little hiccups would make his heart squeeze, or why the white-hot lick of anger curled beneath his skin at seeing you in this state.

The more you succumbed to your sadness, though, the worse it seemed to get; the riptide of emotion had grabbed you by the ankle and sought to drown you in its depths tonight. Sukuna noticed immediately when your breaths had grown panicked and short, hiccups faltering into staccato sobs, and your heart began hammering out of rhythm with his own.

No, no, that would not do. You were supposed to be soothed. You couldn't see his brow furrow sullenly, confusion flickering behind maroon eyes, a sound akin to a growl unfurling in his chest. His exasperation with your befuddling human emotions was short-lived. The growing rumble in his chest had finally moored all your senses to the same shore, grounding you in tandem with the anchor points of physical touch.

Once he realized you liked it - and he should've realized you'd like it, you often enjoyed his primal sounds in other scenarios, too - well, of course he continued, your emotional fulfillment his main concern at the moment.

You must be dreaming. That was the only thought in your head as your hiccups waned into pitiful sniffles, doe eyes sore and half-lidded in the shelter of Sukuna's chest. "R-ryo...?" you managed to bleat, softer than he'd ever heard his name on your lips before, and the use of his first name had your lover purring again with a low timbre hum, giving your entire form an encouraging squeeze to signify his attention.

"Don't go... please, don't go," you whined, barely above a whisper, and something in chest shattered at your unwillingness to be without him, now that you had let him in to that tightly locked room he'd call your heart. If he had thought dominating your physical body had been pleasurable, there was an absolute intoxication that came from you being this kind of vulnerable with him; where he had always assumed he'd feel disgust, he felt a dizzying delight in pacifying you this way, still a dance of your bodies, just with different choreography than he'd ever known before.

"Oh, little one," the king of curses assuaged in a tone of equal measure, his whisper husked as he ducked to kiss your forehead again, reveling in the enchanting sigh he earned from you at such a simple affection. With that, he began to rustle you into place for sleep, more delicately than he'd ever handled you before; though, it could be noted that he was still a selfish man, and didn't give you any room to move or curl away from him, intent to keep you tucked against his chest for the rest of time if it meant witnessing you like this, at your most docile.

Your pretty face was folded into the juncture where his chest met his neck, and he could feel your breathing settle into dreamy sighs, comforted and cared for exactly the way you'd asked, so trustful that you would dare to sleep in his presence, the sweetest of lambs curled up and comfortable in the middle of the lion's den. He could kill you, right there. He would kill for you, right then.

"There is nowhere I could go that I could not take you," Sukuna promised softly into the darkness of your room, hoping you'd hear his promise in your dreams. Now that he knew this, he never wanted to know anything again.

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#writesfm #ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna x reader #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #don't look @ meeeeeeee this is the softest thing i will ever write #my ultimate comfort fic. this is where i go to rest <3 #i wanted to share that w the world <333333 #anyway have u ever been touch starved? me 2

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sergeantsporks · 6 months

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Narrator in Slay the Princess is like "kill the princess, do it, the fate of the world depends on you" and then gives you no evidence that a world actually exists. Bestie, I tried running off and finding the "world" that I'm saving and was met with endless void. "Don't you want to save people?" the people who I've never met and have no motivation to save? The people I'm not sure even exist? I killed the princess and your "good" "happy" ending never let me see the world I supposedly saved, instead showing me only the same nothingness that appeared when I tried to run away. I don't know that the "world" and "people" you want me to save are real, but you know what is real? My beautiful inter-dimensional void wife <3

#mfer is like just 'trust meeeeeeee I made you' okay bud whatever me and my void wife are going to leave this cabin and be happy together <3 #slay the princess #stp

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solomiracle · 6 months

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knowing that (outside of satan) lucifer adopted the brothers is great bc whenever he's mad at them i think of that "i should've left you on that street corner where you were standing" "but CHA DIDNT" video

#lucifer: how are you imbeciles my brothers #mammon: you were the one who happily signed those adoption papers. luci <3 #mammon an hour later: LET ME DOWWWWWWWWN YOU WUV MEEEEEEEE #and the cycle repeats #forever and ever #rambles #from me #1 #obey me lucifer #lucifer obey me

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imacriminal8p · 2 months

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So we all agree that Hozier's new song is totally about sam and darlin, right?

#redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted audio #redacted sam #redacted darlin #redacted tank #hozier #MY COFFE BLACK IN MY BED AT 3 #YOUR TOO SWEET TO MEEEEEEEE

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paperpeachy · 2 months

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guy who was hanging by a thread and threw himself off a cliff base and woke up to a girl tending to him constantly reassuring him that it doesn’t matter she wants to be here in this moment she simply must. it would also drive me crazy to lose that im sry ‘the love story in spm isnt even good he destroys all worlds over his gf ?’ THEY JUST DONT GET REAL YEARNERS LIKE US......

#THE LOVE STORY IN SPM IS FOR MEEEEEEEE :3 #do i tag this #suicide /

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