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[girlboyburger]

i was extremely sleep deprived yesterday when i discovered the dragon survival mod which was LIFE CHANGING when you're on three hours of sleep so of course i made a whole custom forest dragon texture in one day about it. and. just for fun, some concept art i made for it:

#aka i was too tired to trust myself to speak coherently with clients or make commission work up to my standards. but i need to be productive #or ill die #my art #minecraft #mineblr #dragon #dragonsona #of sorts #forest dragon #earth dragon #lush cave #mods in the video tht are noticable btw: complimentary reimagined shaders. alex's mobs. ambient sounds 5. mizuno 16 craft resource pack. #and a really cool seed i found online :] #video #NOT my model but im going to tag it as #my model #since it's 3D work!! actual model made by blackaures who made the mod and also some SICK ass dragon art #also. patreon gets to see the other 3 pages of concept art i made for this later today! :] wink wink nudge. coughs #sorry i need to shill #um. anyways #no name for this dragon yet. i do know it steals livestock from too-small village/illager pens #to give them enriched lives in its expansive cave farm #i'd like to come back to this eventually and touch up the wing design since the glowing spots didnt really shake out

[esprei]

blue skies, sunny days ☀️✨

#submas #subway boss emmet #subway boss kudari #subway bosses #my art #this ended up being a color study really lol #of sorts #went towards the outdoor bright and sunny vibe #i just love him a lot you know

[their-we-go]

#another self portrait #of sorts #y'all tired if these yet? #my art #lesbian #butch #trans masc lesbian #butch lesbian #butch art #lesbian art #queer #queer art #gay #art #self portrait #butch dyke #dyke

[aaeeart]

(commission info)

when I get a bad week -> Kanan gets a bad week

#vent #of sorts #star wars rebels #kanan jarrus #digital art #fanart #star wars #star wars fanart #swr fanart #art #my art #inquisitor!kanan au #whump #vent art #gotta put that trauma somewhere pfpvfb #sketch #sketch art #doodle #doodles #artists on tumblr

[in-the-airducts]

Based on @keferon 's snow bots au

Skids would be the kind of weirdo to have snowfeet

#was feeling inspired #snow bots au #transformers #maccadams #tf idw #mtmte #rodimus #getaway #tf getaway #mtmte getaway #skids #tf skids #my art #humanformers #of sorts

[3dprintcess]

It looked so like a rom-com poster that I just had to. (Also an excuse to learn a new art package.)

#taskmaster #fan art #of sorts #taskmaster rom-com #little and lord #alex horne #greg davies #taskmaster new york

[red-dead-sakharine]

A story told with gifs (or something)

It has been proposed that Raphael might have a soul like mortals do. So let me set the scene:

You gave Raphael the crown, he went on his little war, but eventually Asmodeus had enough and snapped his neck.

To his own surprise, he (his soul) wakes up in the Fugue plane.

He has no god to claim him, to bring him onto greener pastures. He will not take a deal with any devil - how dare they even ask him! He is trapped here. A lost soul, doomed to wander the fugue plane forever.

Alone and abandoned, he has a lot of time to reflect. A lot of time for regret. To mourn his life, to curse his own mistakes. To think of all the things he could've done different. His own hubris. Raphael's folly.

But at some point - he has no way of telling how much time has passed, but it feels like an eternity - there is something tugging on his soul. An invitation. A call to answer. To come back. To return. He feels... hope. He hesitates at first. But whoever is pulling on his soul, and why ever they do it - whatever they want with him, can hardly be worse than this eternal, maddening, desolate solitude. He is ready to leave this place. His soul is willing.

Pain. Hot. Cold. There's a ringing in his ears. Everything is dark for a moment, then blinding bright. Then... he lives. He needs a moment to take his bearings. How long has he been gone? Who brought him back? As he catches his breath, he spots a pair of boots; his gaze follows them upward - there's a scroll held tightly in a hand, it's magical properties gone, the parchments starts to crumble.

Finally his eyes meet those of his saviour. His little mouse.

Prequel

#bg3 #raphael #gif set #fanfiction #of sorts #ficlet? #giflet? #I'm not sure what to call this #but I had to write it #totally didn't spent way too much time making fitting gifs #I'll leave it up to you if this only resurrects his mortal part because I genuinely don't know #raphael bg3 #bg3 raphael #baldur's gate 3 raphael #raphael baldur's gate 3 #raphael the cambion #rds #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3

[laurasimonsdaughter]

Sadly, being able to trap a vampire afforded absolutely no protection against being snuck up on in turn. They didn't even realise he was there until he was already right in front of them.

"What the-" They reared back, staggering, reflexively reaching for the silver mirror in their pocket. "Why are y-"

"Why did you let me find this?" the vampire snarled, his by now familiar features even paler than usual. He was shaking something at them that they at length realised were three empty, but still bloody vacutainers.

"What-?"

"This was your blood!" he hissed. There was a fierce, ruby glitter in the depth of his eyes. "Why?"

They resisted to urge to back away further and stood their ground. "The lab didn't have any leftover samples today," they replied curtly. The first spike of adrenaline was wearing off, giving them space to be annoyed. Who the hell did he think he was, stalking them on their way home!

They glared, but the vampire didn't seem to notice. He was staring at them in complete disbelief. "So you- you drew your own blood?"

They gave an impatient shrug. Clearly he already knew that, so why all the-

"Why the hell would you do that?"

"You need to eat, don't you?" they bit back, rather insulted at the implication that they wouldn't concern themself with whether he went hungry or not. How on earth would that help keep their patients safe? "You seriously think I would be this sloppy with medical waste without being certain you would dispose of it? I know you stop by on Tuesdays and Fridays."

He was still staring at them and he looked rattled enough for them to relax a little themself.

"Give me those," they ordered, snatching the tubes from his cold hand. Luckily the caps were screwed on properly. They stuffed them into their pocket. "How did you even know it was mine."

The vampire drew in a shaking breath that dissolved into a sudden, scoffing laugh. "You think I don't know what your blood smells like?" he burst forth, a tense, restless edge creeping into his movements. "That I wouldn't recognise it immediately?"

He threw up his hands and suddenly he was all up in their face again, grimacing with his fangs on full display. He was almost touching them.

"It was bad enough just knowing what you smell like! Now I'll never get rid of the taste of you…" The red in his eyes seemed to brighten somehow. "Three whole vials-"

They stared at him with as much confusion as suspicion. "You're welcome?"

"Sunlight take me, you don't have a scrap of preservation instinct do you," he gasped, turning abruptly away from them.

"I'm a nurse," they snapped. "You want to stop being my problem? Get the hell out of my town!"

"So you're saying you'll do this again!" He sounded like he was about to laugh again, but nothing about him felt amused.

"Not if this is what I get for my troubles." They weren't afraid, not exactly, if he had meant to hurt them he would have tried to already. But there was something about the way he was looking at them that was-

"Good," he snarled. "Because you shouldn't."

They narrowed their eyes at him and resolutely turned away. "Right, well, I have somewhere to be." They really didn't expect thanks, they didn't even feel like they were even owed gratitude for what was essentially emergency care, but they sure as hell didn't need to stand here and be told off. "You'd be easier to keep hidden from the slayers if you weren't so damn difficult," they muttered under their breath.

"And you would taste even better without anticoagulants."

"What?" They spun round, but there was nobody there. Not anymore.

They stood perfectly still for a second or two, but even the silence was empty. Empty enough to be completely filled with questions by the time they had hurried home.

#oh no there's a part two #vampire #vampires #urban fantasy #laura drabbles #vampire/human #nblm romance #of sorts #Harper & Lysander

[mirrorofliterature]

alejandro's family strikes me as having similar dynamics to the tahani al-jamil family.

parents who are wealthy and successful raising their kids to be wealthy and successful, driving a wedge between them by making anything and everything a competition.

like alejandro Does Not Know how healthy relationships work and that's very evident in the show. he thinks that no one will like the Real Him (the paleontology nerd, his mean streak/ruthlessness, the patented romantic with a bleeding heart) so he Puts On A Show. everyone likes Mask Alejandro, no one likes Real Alejandro (or so he thinks).

I think his relationships with Courtney, Heather and Noah - the former two construed as platonic (Heather is at heart a lesbian for me and I adore them as frenemies) and the latter romantic - would be good for him because here are people who see through his mask but still like him (I think, even canonically, noah liked alejandro, even if he didn't trust him + courtney knew what he was doing).

anyway #justiceforalejandro he deserves better. yes he's a manipulative little shit, but how would he know better without some healthy relationships? total drama brings out his worst; but his worst is being manipulative on reality TV.

#td alejandro #total drama #meta #of sorts #alenoah #rambles

[rosesradio]

the ceaseless trio ✨🌙

i don’t usually post my cross-stitch things, though this is one i’ve worked on for several months & am pretty proud of. tumblr may reduce the image to like four pixels but feel free to zoom in & see the little squares, made with love etc 🫶

#this isn’t me advertising my fic Or Whatever i’m just explaining the origin of ‘the ceaseless trio’ 🧍 #pjo #leo valdez #nico di angelo #piper mclean #valdangelo #eh it’s CE adjacent #rose's art #of sorts

[angelynmoon]

More Eldritch Steve, (I really do need to name this Au) because I couldn't leave you hanging like that.

Thank you for all your guesses.

Part 7

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Wayne knows that Steve is Other the moment he sees him, he's always had a sense for these things, ever since he was young.

He knew, long before Eddie's father stole his first candy bar, that the man was a bad egg, knew that he'd end up dead or in jail, the man was lucky that he got caught by the police before Wayne could get at him for what he'd done to Eddien he was lucky he was safe in jail and Wayne made sure the man knew it.

But Wayne doesn't say anything, never has, no one but the old bloods would believe him, if he had cared to, the Harrington name carried too much weight, not that it mattered, Emilia Harrington would protect her son until the day she died, Steve had chosen his family wisely.

But Wayne knew, and he could see Steve look at him and know that Wayne knew what he was.

Wayne saw his considering look, the way he nodded like it explained so much, and perhaps it did, at least for Steve.

But Steve said nothing, shook Wayne's hand with a small, close mouthed smile, nonthreatening, almost welcoming even.

And Wayne couldn't help smiling back, wide mouthed and threatening because he didn't care what Steve had done to protect Eddie, he was still the boy's father, more than his blood one had ever been, and he had to make sure Steve understood that.

Steve merely tilted his head in a nod and looked at the teenaged children playing that game Eddie was so fond on in the center of Steve's living room.

"We're the last." Steve told Wayne, softly, "I killed the rest for killing my spawn, I understand."

Wayne looked at Steve, really looked at him and saw what he'd been before Wayne had left the Down Below so long ago.

Small, unassuming creature, the one that liked demobats and demogorgans, easy meal, the thought ran through Wayne's mind, as it had so many times before.

But all things had a breaking point, all things had that one thing they would destroy worlds for.

Wayne nodded as Steve looked at Eddie with something akin to love in his eyes, it wasn't the same as a human's love, no theirs was deeper, more possessive, thier love was dangerous in ways only a human psycopath's love was, obsessive and eternal.

Eddie would never be permitted to have another, and Steve would never let him leave him, their kind may not need another to spawn but when they paired it was for life.

Oh, Wayne was going to have to have a talk with Eddie, one he had hoped never to have.

Eddie may not be Wayne's blood but Wayne had raised him, it made sense that Eddie would attract Steve.

Like calls to like afterall.

-

A/n; i need you all to know that i did not even consider Argyle because in my head they met when Jonathan and the rest of the Cali Crew arrived, but i can see it.

The other one was always Wayne to me, and part of me is pleased that he wasn't anyone's guess because yeah.

Also that throwaway comment he made about nothing human being able to do that to Chrissy made me think that maybe he knows things, thus Eldritch Wayne, I'm not tagging it so people can be shocked.

@addelyin @merricatty @lesbiabrobin @apuckishwit @0o-mushroom-o0 @starlight-archer @darkwitchoferie @just-a-tiny-void @swimmingbirdrunningrock @intergalactic-president-awesome @vampireinthesun @goodolefashionedloverboi @adhdsummer @purpleanimeoverart @space-invading-pigeon @lilaclilyroses @nohomoyesbi @plantzzsandpencilzzs @korixae @subversivecynic @flusteredcas @persnicketysquares @freddykicksasses @little-trash-ghost @cupcakesnwhiskey @cats-ate-all-of-my-pasta

#eldritch monster steve #upside down creature steve #steddie undertones #Wayne Munson #protective Wayne Munson #of sorts #i will eventually put this on ao3 #maybe #part 7 #From the Rot

[dealwithadeer]

Okay but what about onesided!Radiohusk with Husk being the one unfortunate enough to love the Radio Demon.

Hear me out:

It would have started during one of the Overlord meetings. Husk would have been relatively new to the scene but already having made himself some kind of name. And even though they both came from different times, considering how Overlord!Husk looked and that Husk has a weakness for magic shows and music and that he grew up in Las Vegas they both had a sense for style and showmanship. Although Husk was not really a fan of Als cannibalism, but Alastor can be quite charming when he wants to be.

Maybe Alastor frequented Husks casino from time to time, played a few round 'just for fun' and lost more often than not. The House always wins and all that jazz. Speaking of jazz, maybe they even had a few songs together, considering Husk can play the piano and the saxophone.

And Husk, even though he should and does know better, actually started to feel something for the Radio Demon.

Then he started to fall on hard times and Alastor offered to help with a few games. One thing came to another and he was foolish enough to believe that whatever they had would dissuade Alastor from actually wanting to win Husks soul, a foolish part having thought and hoped that Al would have let him win. Which explained the way he had reached out with a somewhat sad expression.

Husk had at that moment not yet figured out, that 'what they had' amounted to Alastor to a simple 'You are entertaining and useful and so I am going to keep you'

Alastor stripped him of everything he once owned except for his powers, treating him like nothing more than an amusing pet and subordinate from that day on.

Except for the few times at certain times, when Alastor was bored enough to ask Husk to make him 'the usual' and for a short time things were like how they used to be.

'I lost the ability to love years ago' And in a way he did, whenever he would think of Alastor and that stupid, dumb feeling would come up, Husk would grab the nearest bootle and drink it empty until whatever he had been feeling would be washed away by drunkenness.

Husk was the only one in hell who cared about Alastors year long absence. Of course, there were rumors and of course Husk would not even admit it to anyone even if you were to rip out both of his wings, let them regrow and then rip them off again that he was worried for Al but after the third year he was. Well, he would always have alcohol and gambling. The two things that had yet to betray him although gambling had betrayed him a multiple of times.

He is both relieved and a bit scared when Alastor summons him to the Hotel but they both only meet or interact rarely, Husk becomes too busy with the other Hotel residents and Alastor is too busy with .. whatever Al is actually planning behind the scenes.

Husk has a certain distaste for Mimzy. It has nothing to do at all with the fact that Mimzy even though she only came by when she needed something from Alastor, mainly protection from problems she caused, still gets better treatment from Alastor than him.

When Husk goes to tell Alastor, his boss as he loaths to but has accepted to call him, once again about his opinion on Mimzy and that Alastor should tell her to leave he also lets a few drops of his honest concern in about Alastors absence.

Husks concern however has its limits as it ended with Alastors basically telling him that yes, Husk was his 'pet'.

And Alastors patience with him, despite something akin to a friendship in the times before he lost his soul, despite the centuries of service and drunk nights spent , despite Husk being one if not the only person in all of Hell to actually give a damn about the Radio Demon, apparently had its limits too.

#may make another one where Alastor is the one 'in love' #of sorts #yes I know he is canonically aroace but creating an AU where he actually cares about #any other person beside himself is at this point already wild #but yes #Husk being the one who had at one point fallen in love with Alastor before he lost his soul #would be quite something #your choice wether Alastor knows about this or not #radiohusk #Husk Hazbin Hotel #Alastor Hazbin Hotel #husk x alastor

[murderedbyhomework]

Rewatched several episodes of cql and I think you can kind of summarise part of Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian's falling out with the trolley problem and how they deal with it when their loved ones are on one side.

Jiang Cheng isn't a bad person per se but he'd rather sacrifice someone else for his loved ones (something something "Why did you have to save Lan Wangji?", "What does their deaths have to do with our lives?" and him asking Wei Wuxian to leave the Wens to die in the burial mounds). So when faced with the trolley problem and when his loved ones are on one side, he'd pull the lever so it runs over someone else instead of the ones he cares about with little hesitatation, because to him family is more important than anything.

Meanwhile Wei "self sacrifice is my love language" Wuxian would absolutely offer up himself to be run over by the trolley in this scenario. In fact, he'd see someone else be tied to the tracks as an alternative to his loved ones being run over and he'd free those people and take their place (him taking the brand for MianMian, him rescuing the Wens). Hell, he'd see empty tracks and tie himself to the tracks and use some talisman to pull the lever/ask Wen Ning to pull the lever for him and ignore Wen Qing going "What if. You just don't offer yourself as a sacrifice for people you care about. The trolley can run over empty tracks. You don't need to get hurt" because he'd think "Don't be stupid I can take this and I don't want them to be hurt".

Which causes the conflict between Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian, because Jiang Cheng would burn the world down for people he loves, and Wei Wuxian would burn himself for people he loves, yet Jiang Cheng cares about Wei Wuxian and would rather other people burn than his shixiong.

#mdzs #the untamed #wei ying #cql #jiang cheng #wei wuxian #jiang wanyin #meta #Of sorts #wen ning #wen qing #lan wangji #Lan Zhan #twin heroes of yunmeng #yunmeng shuangjie #yunmeng siblings #trolley problem #This is incoherent as hell but eh

[ceilidho]

May I ask if you have any plans to write the next part of the vagus wedding ghost? No pressure! I like this fic a lot and wanna know if this is just a one-shot or you're gonna make it into series.

Ooohh I don’t have any immediate plans but I think it’d be fun in the future! I think it’d be fun to write a second part where Ghost has a job that he’s contracted to do somewhere in the desert (y know….making someone “disappear”) and you’re like “oh great! Perfect! An opportunity for me to get away from this guy” but then he just ties you up and brings you along with him 🥹

#ghost: we’re going on a field trip #of sorts

[spencer-is-dead]

they were just kids.

They lived happy lives, with happy dreams and happy friends. They had true childhood, where life is beautiful and everyone lives forever.

Childhood is snuffed out, leaving them in darkness.

They bloody their hands, for the sake of revenge, for the sake of peace. They fight for their own sake, for others’ sakes.

No child should have to bloody their hands. No child should have to bury their friends. No child should have nothing left to bury.

And who made them fight? And who told them there was an enemy?

And who took away their happy childhood?

Who took it away?

Who took it away?

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idk just got struck with inspiration so take this prose.

#spy x family #sxf #sxf manga spoilers #sxf manga #loid forger #yor forger #just some thoughts #sxf fanfic #sort of? It’s basically a poem #Of sorts

[paranoidsniper]

i think in general, it would be nice for the agere community to remember that age regression is primarily associated with abused or traumatized children as both a natural coping mechanism and a reflection of developmental delays

and this is to say that everyone can regress, absolutely, but please have more kindness for regression being difficult for many. for a while now regressors like us have been thrown under terms like impure, vent, trauma, etc. and have been shoved out of tags and sent a message that our regression is secondary to the happy go lucky soft baby regression people want to see

and its fine if thats what you want. just have some compassion in your heart for the kids who are struggling. maybe your inner child is, too. for DID/OSDD littles who only exist because of trauma and often are dealing with a horrific reality.

regression IS difficult, upsetting, traumatizing, dysfunctional. it is also happy, fun, safe, rewarding. all of these things are true of regression and we dont need to separate it semantically. if you dont want to see the kids who are hurting, maybe unpack why that is. and if youre hurting, youre not impure or whatever other term people come up with to section you off with

love yourselves and others in turn, and it'll make for a better community :}

- mama K

#agere #age regression #psa post #of sorts #baby talk #actually its mama talk but close enough