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Pick up.

9S and OC commission for @/JemTheOtaku on twit. Thank you for your support! 💕

#9S #yorha 9s #nier 9s #nier automata #original character #commission #redarader #art #illustration #ibis paint x #kofi commission #kofi

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Tomas rkgk

#mk1 tomas vrbada #tomas vrbada #mk1 smoke #mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #redarader #art #illustration #ibis paint x #rkgk #wip #fanart

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It makes me happy when they listen

#i love it when ppl infodump to me about their faves cause their energy is unmatched #like they're excited and happy and that makes me happy as well #btw dinos are always cool

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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

#for my online moots #i love you all #*hugs* #i hope life is treating you kindly #may happiness always find you #may success and love always come your way

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why do I want to draw Titan Bi-Han holding a baby? idk I just thought he had dad energy

#bi han #mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #artist support #OVARIES EXPLODING #grandmaster with mini grandmasters 😭😭 #hnnghhh my hearttt ahhhh #GIVE THIS MAN HEIRS AS MANY AS HE WANTS

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Star Wars OC commission for @/RazorKindZero on twit/x, thank you so much for your support! 💕

#star wars #original character #commission #kofi commission #kofi #redarader #art #illustration #ibis paint x

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Iron Man x Mega Man

To celebrate my discharge, I created a collaborative comic as I pleased. It turned out to be a Sentinel when I combined Iron Man and Mega Man. Oh well.. haha😂😭

#iron man #mega man #artist support #ohhh damnn this is so good!! #welcome back! hope you're doing better!

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Summer walk.

Sephiroth x sona commission for @/JemTheOtaku on twit/x. Thank you so much for your support! 💕

I'm still open for commission on kofi, price starting from 10 USD!

#sephiroth #sephiroth x oc #ffvii sephiroth #ffvii #commissions #kofi commission #redarader #art #illustration #ibis paint x

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Another day, another meeting with advisors…

But today was something different. Has anyone noticed how …um… differently …Cullen is suddenly walking around? I won't lie, I might have stared a little. And maybe I'm a little out of breath.

#commander cullen #cullen rutherford #dragon age inquisition #this adorable ferelden man #cullen wullen my beloved

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Unmasked bi han

Credits video: Grass

The mods are made by void

#bi han #mk1 #gentle eyes ahhh #the soft blue fits him so well #pretty man alert #grandmaster not so grumpy pants #his voice 😩 #sweet baby can do no wrong

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You think your funny

Anon are you trying to flirt with me through supernatural reference??

#red answers

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Bitch

#red answers

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Where You Are

Summary: when the world gets too much, you know you are safe in the confines of your mind, even if that means you are drowning.

A/n: this is based on my personal experience. It may be different for everyone, but each one of them is valid. If you are going through one rn, i hope you find that safe place to call home.

Pairings: Bi-Han x reader/you.

Ratings: Teen & Up.

Words: 1.172.

TW: description of dissociation and anxiety. Soft!Bi-Han.

The restricting feeling in your chest comes, binding, tightening, stealing your breath with each passing seconds. Your heart aches, a pricking feeling, like a glass stabbing. The seconds turn to minutes. The familiar coldness blooms from your palms, numbing, making your fingers shake.

Calm down, calm down, calm -- you wheeze. Feeling suffocated by nothing, drowning in the abundance of air and space. Chatters from the people around you feel muffled and agitating, gritting in your mind, edging you towards the figurative cliff.

So you do what you do best at moments like this: you take the plunge.

You're conscious, and at the same time, you are not. You are simply not there. Physically, your body remains in the room, reacting to others as cordially as usual, but mentally, your mind is elsewhere. Mind drawing thousands of jumbled memories and imaginations to distract you from the fact that you are drowning.

A moment passes, and the shakiness of your hands becomes manageable. Another moment passes, and the ache of your heart dissipates. An illusion, a battle tactic, you've successfully numbed yourself when your mind wants to go on a fight or flight mode. In that little victorious moment, you mentally pat yourself in the back, promising that once this is all over, once you are alone, you will mend your wound the way you know best.

But your victory is short-lived when someone calls you, and they begin to engage in an antagonizing conversation with you, and you are cornered once again -- too poor a reaction, too little, too much, too strong, too weak -- and that restrictive feeling returns; the memory fucks up by replaying snippets of the bad ones, triggering you inch by inch, that your imagination can't keep up, trying to fix everything.

Then once more, you hide your shaky hands, you smile your heartache away, you take the plunge into the abyss.

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The hours feel like forever. By the time you're leaving the dining hall to return to your room, you feel too exhausted to think. Purposefully, you take the quieter path, away from the prying eyes and their sharp tongues.

So you pass the garden, lost in your own mind, trying to assure yourself to keep it together. Just a little bit more. It has passed. You are doing a good job. You just need to stay strong a little bit longer.

But for how long...?

"I didn't see you in the dining hall."

A deep, raspy voice startles you -- you're drawing blank on your mental defense, rendering you to stare wide-eyed at the voice owner. The Grandmaster is standing in the garden, still dressed in the formal blue hanfu, still looking so distinguished despite the hours of loud celebration and exhausting conversations.

You bow, "Forgive me, Grandmaster, I didn't know you'd be here."

"Spare the formality; we are alone." He beckons with a tilt of his head, and like a dog on a leash, you approach him. "Like I said, I didn't see you."

His words confuse you. Surely he did see you; you sat at the assigned seat where you can see each other; it was his plan after all. If you were to sit beside him, the uproar would be much worse than the festive dinner you just walked out of.

"I sat where you wanted me to. Did someone block your line of sight?” You carefully ask; the last thing you need is to have your Grandmaster be upset with you, a nobody hunter of the Lin Kuei.

But your Grandmaster, your Bi-Han, your lover, shakes his head. He raises a hand to your face, and your heart leaps, your mind screams -- the memory of some other hand in the past makes you flinch and close your eyes in the present.

"Y/n..." Bi-Han calls, voice a soft whisper, and touch a gentle caress against your cheek. His fingertips are cold, but his palm is warm, cupping your face. You are being pulled closer by his other hand around your waist, and soon you feel his forehead pressing against yours.

The cold fingers a startling wake up call. It pulls you out of the abyss faster than any method you know. It holds you, engulfs you, that you soon can feel the ground beneath your soles, the night air mixing with Bi-Han's warm breath, the soft silk of his hanfu under your gripping hands, his steady heartbeat --

"Come back to me..." He asks, a careful demand, a plea. "You are here yet you are also so far away. I do not understand what ails you, but if you let me, I can try. It is cruel -- the Gods put you into battle with something unseen, whilst we both know I would fight it with you. I would win it for you."

His forehead is exchanged with his lips, warm, shaky, pressing against your skin. He then holds you closer, tighter, encasing you as if he is shielding you.

You try to reply, voice being held tight by an invisible noose from your tightening chest. A sob comes out instead. The dam of your restrained tears finally breaks, unleashing your cry -- your knees buckle, too tired, but the ground never claims you when Bi-Han holds you steady; his presence a strong tether that keeps you from sinking.

Neither of you says a word. Neither of you need to, even when the cold air of the garden turns into the warmer air of his bedroom, when your weak form is curling on his bed, still being held by him. His usually stern gaze shows sympathy and concern as he looks at you. Lips moving, asking, "What do you feel?"

You shake your head. Can't articulate your feelings. Can't make heads or tails of your ordeal.

"What do you need?" Bi-Han wipes your wet cheeks with his thumbs. "Did anyone disrespect you? Tell me their names, and I will make sure they won't repeat their mistakes again." When you shake your head again, his eyebrows curve upwards to his forehead, "Please, tell me what you need..."

You inhale shakily, "S-stay... Please, stay with me..."

"You foolish little thing, you need not to ask, I am not leaving."

"I'm sorry -- I'm sorr -- sorry --" then your composure breaks, and your cries come out a bit more liberally, truthtfully it terrifies Bi-Han. Your apology is unending; you want to make sure he knows you are sorry for being so weak and pathetic in front of him; you don't want to make him second-guess your relationship; you can't lose him too...

He doesn't need to ask. Doesn't need to pry more. He stays there unmoving, watching your eyes, the ebb and flow of your unsteady self returning to the present. There is a light in his gaze when you begin to 'exist', when you begin to crave more of his cold touch, when you are not far away in your mind anymore.

"Bi-Han..." You rasp.

He heaves a sigh of relief. His rare smile shows when you repeat his name again. "There... Now I can see you..."

#bi han imagine #bi han #bi han x reader #bi han x you #bi han x y/n #mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #redarader #anxiety #dissociating #mental health #mental illness #fanfiction #fanfic

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Bro misses his bros

#bi han #mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #artist support #but imagine his singing voice 😂 #while half-drunk too #dude's gonna be belting it on the karaoke machine #wait this is an MV shooting #Cyrax is directing while Sektor is on the camera

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bibi baby boy

#bi han #mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #grandmaster grumpy pants #hhnnghhh his smileee #the prettiest man in the lin kuei

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Quick Mavado-odle on the train.

#mavado #mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #art #redarader #illustration #ibis paint x #fanart #doodle

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finished my 6 fanarts today, here are my favourites

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #mk1 2023 #liu kang #havik #bi han #sub zero #artist support #i love them all #your style is so comforting 😍