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yankoemi · 5 months

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This is old and unfinished 😿😿

Well,I drew Miss Yan (Yan) and Innocent Tyrant (Ino) as the characters from the MV of the song "TABLET" by Tooboe (Aka MEZU and ETE). I Know this kinda bad BUT MAN I wanna post it and I don't have time so yeah. And I love the song and the character design by MIMERU META in it :D!!<33

#Tablet #innocent tyrant #my beloved #AAA this #Miss Yan #Goofy ahh #Sketch #I love the design jaja

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yancant · 3 months

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I wanted to be your woman, wanted to be your man, wanted to be the one that you could understand ☹️

Errr self indulgent Narra and Astarion bc I just finished his companion quest and I think he needs to be held

#astarion #astarion x tav #bg3 tav #yan’s ocs and such #art #baldurs gate 3 fanart #baldurs gate 3 #I have a whole playlist #vampire empire is so ascended astarion #alive until he kills ☹️ in his vampire empire I am ☹️ FALLING #ermsh also I’m not the moon I’m not even a star but awake at night I’ll be singing to the birds #also Narra got a haircut!#(aka I had to get rid of my mods)#also my tears ricochet #you can aim for my heart go for blood but you will still miss me in your bones

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meirimerens · 5 months

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just smile and nod y'all

#been unable to draw due to the horrors for a while and this is the first thing i can spit back out. eva my friend eva.#i'm sure i've talked about farkhad's situation with this ^ (he's the first brown haired monobrowed gentleman in this instance)#it's in his tag. somewhere. surely.#eva yan #she doesn't mean to </3 andrey just surrounds himself with a specific company #my art #eva. i missed her so bad.#pathologic #i was gonna add ''respectful'' in that list because i think farkhad is/was especially respectful in a gentlemanly fashion but considering #dankovsky [the 2nd gentleman in this instance] literally has a line where he can tell her he'll help her khs if she's too much of a coward #well i don't think it's fitting for him.

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agendratum · 9 months

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the rituals of wishing your girlfriend luck before her murder trial are intricate

#双镜 #couple of mirrors #shuang jing #yiwei #yan wei #xu youyi #cdramaedit #cdramasource #mt #gifs #every summer i go back to missing them hours

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astragatwo · 7 months

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That wasn't worth it

If it wasn't apparent enough, I made these on the spot lol. Except for Yan, who I already have a design I use for any animal version of him. Maybe I'll refine them later down the line. (Moirai definitely needs it, for sure... I didn't include her because I don't really have an iterator style yet)

#my art #project moon #library of ruina #rain world #fanart #yan vismok #lor esther #lor hubert #lor gloria #lor moirai #dont ask about the logistics or anything i woke up - had a vision - drew it - and immediately forgot about everything else #i think i just wanted to draw slucat yan and iterator moirai #please dont take this seriously this is just a silly little shit post #i miss my little pm guys...#despite how Not Thought Through these designs are i like them #just needs some fine tuning is all

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gornackeaterofworlds · 6 days

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Running never works out for you in the end, does it?

Alt below

Obligatory @luckycharms1701 come get ur guy

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nortess · 10 months

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Eva Yan p1 design with p2 Stillwater 💛

I see it. its real.

I love the blues and the circularity but I do miss the carpets…..

#might have to draw her with carpets too….#miss eva saved me from art block so thank you anon #painting is a foe of mine that used to be a friend and Im trying to reconcile #pathologic #eva yan #pathologic 2 #art #my art #ask and you shall receive

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toaster-fire-art · 10 months

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There is evil in this world. But there will always be good and kindness.

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gyaru-wish · 24 days

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🕸️Occult Club members scaring the hell outta Akademi's people (Headcanons)

Kokuma usually mutters predictions that end up happening.

Supana can read Tarot cards, she can also read hands.

Oka likes spiders, so if by chance one gets into the classroom, she takes it in her hands and takes it out.

Chojo is extremely negative. So during preparations for school events, he always hints that something will go wrong.

Daku doesn't smile much. The fact that his classmates have never seen him smile terrifies them.

Supana is an expert in traditional rituals.

Oka constantly mutters spells so as not to forget them.

Musume made up a rumor that if you look Shin in the eyes, you'll get hurt a little later.

Shin doesn't like martial arts, that's known. But it's because he doesn't like hand-to-hand combat. He knows how to use Katanas, and is still learning.

Oka is very silent, so she tends to scare people by appearing behind their backs.

Oka has a lock of each of her classmates' hair.

One time, the teacher forgot her keys in the faculty room. Trying to help her, Daku opened the door without needing keys. He expected thanks, but only received a strange look.

Kokuma has a collection of porcelain dolls. Quite scary for some, cute for her.

Supana has a knife in her pocket.

#yandere simulator #yan sim #yansim #yandere #anime #headcanon #im hungry #occult club #oka ruto #shin higaku #I already missed doing Headcanons like this 🥹

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yankoemi · 5 months

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Mann I love her as hell.

So,I had an Innocent Tyrant oc bc he's my favorite character!!🥺💕💕 Her name is "Miss Yan".

Miss(The Live hat)

Yan(The booby lady)

This is just a silly thing,sorry if it's kinda bad but I'm tired..

#innocent tyrant #oc #Miss Yan #my beloved #wife.#Innocent Tyrant oc #goofy ahh

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iprefertheterminsane · 3 months

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Ok i'm a lil bit familiar w/ some of your WIPS here but the Sandman Fishbowl WIP is making me 👀👀 Can I ask about that, pls? 💗

ITS LITERALLY ONE OF THE FIRST SANDMAN FICS I EVER WROTE i DID share with you 😭😭😭 this was back whem Fishbowl Fics were still all the rage but i left it behind like 3 chapters in and forgot about it and now nobody is doing fishbowl fics anymore 😔😔😔😔. Basically Hob saves Dream from the Fishbowl and lives with Hob for a little after bc Hob manages to persuade they look for the tools human style. Its very similar to softest punk's Shelter except obviously softest punk actually published it and did it a whole lot better than I ever could. Anyway heres a snippet;

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Through the ringing of his ears, something speaks.

It resonates through the very bricks of the manor, and it trembles from it. It is from deep within the soul, of the mind, velvet seduction of a nightmare.

(It is a voice Hob knows well.)

"Roderick Burgess."

It echoes from everywhere, quiet and earth-shaking, from nowhere at all. Hob shakes his head, rapid, like a dog shaking rain off his coat.

"Do you know what you have done?"

I'm bleeding, Hob registers dimly, hands aching from torn open knuckles and peppered bits of glass, dusting his cheeks, his palms, the cold slick of the wall the blast had pushed him against. He uses it as leverage, hauling himself upwards.

"For your monstrous greed, and petty arrogance, lives have been lost, and innocents have suffered."

The worst of the shrapnel had exploded forwards, in the direction of the gate, well away from Hob's angle of safety. The heavy mist had spread, spread, spread, and the manor is dead silent.

Burgess Junior is slumped against the wall, motionless save-Hob notices with surprise-the shaky movements of his chest.

Hob finds them.

"No," cries Roderick Burgess, perched on his knees as Johanna Constantine had been in their pub, in 1789. His eyes are fogged white, unnatural, and he twitches violently from visions he cannot escape. "No, no, no, Randall, please-my son, my boy-,"

"You shall live as you had wished, Roderick Burgess."

The Stranger says, standing with an outstretched hand, stance straight and sure, and his face doused in shadows. Inhuman. The order is made in finality. His lips move, but only barely.

"And you shall beg for death."

With the sullen proclamation, the Stranger lowers his hand, and with it, it seems, the last of his strength.

Hob watches as he collapses within himself, like an imposing tower finally reduced to rubble to reveal its cracked foundations at last. He moves without thinking, and catches his Stranger before he hits the ground, gathering him into his lap. The air is no longer so deathly cold as it had been before, but his Stranger shivers still. His greatcoat had been taken from him, but Hob takes off his own shirt to cover him despite his protests, and urges him to stand.

"We need to get out of here," Hob tells him. "It's dawn soon, and the cops might be here any moment."

"My tools," the Stranger insists. "They were taken from me."

Hob is trying to figure out a gentle way to press that they are surrounded by dead bodies, a writhing old man and a quiet party, before he hears it again; familiar bird trills.

The Stranger perks, head whipping to turn towards the entrance.

"Jessamy."

Before Hob could feel bitter from the reverential tone used for an unfamiliar woman's name, the large white-breasted raven finds them, and Hob almost startles. In his lap, his Stranger places a hand to his chest, and Hob calms despite himself.

The raven flutters nervously, but decides, finally, to land on the floor by Hob's knee. She titters with worry, bumping against his Stranger's outstretched palm, and he practically slumps further from relief.

"Jessamy," Hob mutters. "She's yours?"

The Stranger doesn't answer, turning his head to bury his face in his chest instead, body shaking still, from exhaustion, anger, or the cold, perhaps even all three at once. He doesn't try to get him to stand again. His body aches, but he feels his miracle working already, how his skin begins to knit and spit glass from his flesh, leaving behind silvery scars or nothing at all. He counts to three, and with a single breath, lifts the entity in his arms, cradled in his arms in a bridal carry.

His Stranger had always been thin, but he is light, lighter than Hob knows he should be. He tries not to panic about it.

"I'm taking him home." He tells the bird. "Find the tools he's talking about, and follow us."

The bird flaps her wings twice, and caws.

"I'll keep him safe," Hob swears, with inadvisable conviction. "I promise."

This, finally, mollifies her, and Hob follows her up the stairs.

The party is silent, and bodies are slumped on floors, against tables and walls. It takes him a second glance to realize they weren't dead, as he had assumed. He hears snoring, even, and quickened breaths.

"They're sleeping?" Hob asks, walking quickly but treading carefully over their bodies.

The Stranger nods, eyes closed.

"For how long?"

Not dead, Hob surmised. But they might as well be.

"Forever."

#dreamling #sandman #fishbowl fic #damn #love you yan i missed you sm

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sunb0rn · 6 months

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👽.

#baka na miss niyo na muka ko 🐮#may konting daya lang yan ng lighting 😌

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klien2000 · 15 days

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Wassup mga lodzzz,, kta q 2 sa fb tas dinarwing ko si bebegar d2, MWHEEJEHHEHEHEHEHEH

~Di ko kaya 'di ko kaya

Ako ay iwan mo

'Di ko kaya 'di ko kaya

Sa buhay ko'y ika'y mawala~

#good omens #goodomens #good omens fanart #good omens art #good omens fandom #good omens fanwork #crowley good omens #good omens crowley #crowley art #crowley fanart #good omens memes #nagpapakalasing si crowley sa royal #miss na daw niya bebecakeshoneymylovessosweet niya #crowley #aziracrow #kung ako yan di kita gaganyanin #char #KLIEN2000

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violentlylovingyou · 8 months

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I don't know what's real when you're not around

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filthy-mudeoki · 9 months

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A perfect present

A missing moment from the two year time leap before the beach proposal

Sang Yan’s bar is already quite busy when Jiaxu arrives. But it doesn’t take him long to find his friend in their designated booth. There’s food already on the table and he’s grateful because he’s had no time to eat all day. (He’s carefully avoided having to tell Sang Zhi this knowing it would only cause her to worry more.)

“You know once she moves back here you can’t keep this up. She’ll kill you if she finds out you’ve been skipping meals again,” Sang Yan warns him.

Jiaxu smiles. “Is that why you’re feeding me, darling brother?”

Sang Yan scoffs as he always does when Jiaxu teases him like that.

“Jiaxu,” his friend sighs and Jiaxu can hear the worry in his voice.

He places his chopsticks down. “It’s okay. I just worked a little extra now so I’ll have more time available later.”

Sang Yan nods, immediately understanding. “So have you decided what you’re going to get the little demon for her graduation?”

Jiaxu smiles and it does not go unnoticed by Sang Yan.

“Well?” His friend asks impatiently and Jiaxu only smiles a little more.

“I have an idea.” Jiaxu knows he’s probably got a bit of a dopey look on his face but he doesn’t care. These days he thinks he’s always got a dopey look on his face when he thinks about his girlfriend.

As he expects Sang Yan rolls his eyes; more in habit than annoyance. Secretly, Sang Yan has been Jiaxu and Sang Zhi’s biggest fan but he wouldn’t dare let them know that. He enjoys giving them a hard time too much for that. But he also knows that he’s never seen two people more in love and no two people who are so perfect for each other. He has always wanted the best for his sister and thought his best friend deserved true happiness. He just never thought they’d find it with each other.

“Fine. Don’t tell me,” Sang Yan whines and Jiaxu laughs.

“Why don’t you wait until graduation weekend?”

Sang Yan doesn’t answer him as some of their friends come to join them.

It’s not an unwelcome interruption. Jiaxu hasn’t seen his friends in a while and he’s happy to indulge them now with jokes and stories. He’s mindful of them too and notices that even Sang Yan has pulled back on the drinks tonight. At the end of the night he calls them a taxi and they rowdily get in waving their goodbyes. The bar’s quieter now, just a handful of workers, Sang Yan and himself.

His friend has been calling out instructions to his employees before joining Jiaxu at their table again.

“Sang Yan,” he says and there’s something in his tone that has his friend sitting up right almost immediately. “Are your parents free this weekend? There is something I’d like to talk to them about.”

Sang Yan raises a brow. “What is it?”

“Zhizhi’s graduation present.”

Sang Yan sits back, eyeing his friend closely. “Duan Jiaxu, what are you planning? You’re not moving back to Yihe are you?”

Jiaxu laughs. “No! Of course not. Nanwu is where we both want to be.”

“So?” And there’s a playful smirk that Sang Yan’s got that tells Jiaxu his friend might already guess at his plans.

Nevertheless he puts his hand into his pocket and pulls out the thing that has been weighing heavy in his coat all night. He places the soft grey box on the table and leans back to gauge his friends reaction.

Sang Yan looks from him to the box and back to him again. “Are you sure?”

Jiaxu doesn’t answer, merely tipping his head to the side a little. Of course they both know he’s sure but as a big brother, Sang Yan has to ask.

Eventually Sang Yan picks up the box, opening it to carefully examine the ring inside. He whistles as he brings it closer for inspection.

“I’ve always told her I’m going to be good to her and love her for the rest of my life. I’ve worked hard to settle everything here and make sure she’s going to live well when she comes back home. Everything I’ve done has been for her and ... darling brother,” he teases and Sang Yan scoffs, “I would like your blessing to continue loving her not just as my girlfriend but as my wife.”

Despite it all, Sang Yan is speechless for a moment. “You’re ... asking for my blessing too?”

Jiaxu sighs. “I told you before, I didn’t handle it properly when we first started dating. I don’t want this to be like that. I want to do this right.”

Snag Yan looks back at the ring. “I never thought anyone would ever be good enough for Sang Zhi. But I was wrong ... and I’m glad it’s you... so yes.”

Jiaxu looks momentarily surprised and Sang Yan huffs. “Ya! Did you really think I’d say no?”

Jiaxu does his best not to grin too wide. “I just didn’t think you’d agree so quickly.”

“It’s for Zhizhi and I’m not going to stop her from being happy like she deserves.” He leans forward and says his final piece. “Besides, I know your character Duan Jiaxu. I trust you with her.” He looks over at his friend who is grinning like a fool and it’s almost entirely too much bromance for him to handle.

Sang Yan hands him the box back, ring carefully tucked inside.

Jiaxu smiles as he looks down at it and Sang Yan knows these two are going to be unbearably sappy come post-engagement.

“You’ll be there when I ask her.”

Sang Yan pauses. “You want me there?”

“Hhm, and your parents.”

“Are you sure?” And because he can’t help but tease his friend he adds, “It’ll be so embarrassing for you if she says no and we’re all there to see it.”

Jiaxu laughs. “You think she’ll say no?”

“You think she’ll say yes?”

“Of course she will.”

Sang Yan laughs. “I hope your proposal is as great as your confidence.” An idea comes to mind and he leans forward, mockingly fearful as he says, “I hope you don’t plan to have us dress up in weird costumes or whatever.”

Jiaxu rubs at his jaw thoughtfully. “Actually I had a whole song and dance in mind for you.”

Sang Yan scowls and waves his friend off.

Jiaxu shakes his head. “Relax, darling brother. All you have to do is be there. I thing Zhizhi would love that the most.”

Sang Yan nods his head but can’t bring himself to say that he wholly agrees because once again, Jiaxu has proven just how well he knows his sister.

“So what do you have in mind?”

“Snag Zhi likes the beach and I -“ he’s cut off by his cellphone ringing. He glanced down and immediately grins. He can practically feel Sang Yan’s eye roll as he tells him to answer it.

“Wei.”

“Wei Jiaxu,” comes her soft reply and as it always does, it fills his heart with warmth.

“Did you eat?” She asks and Sang Yan gives him a knowingly look but doesn’t say anything. He sighs, and leaves the table as Jiaxu and Sang Zhi talk.

Sang Yan is back as the bar, checking with his employees when he glances over at his friend. His best friend who is sitting with the happiest look on his face as he talks quietly into his phone. He knows then that no matter what they’ll always be happy. They’ve already proved that things like age and time and distance are no problems for their love. He catches Jiaxu playing with the ring box as he talks to Sang Zhi, that smile on his face that is reserved strictly for Jiaxu’s Zhizhi.

He returns to the table when he sees that Jiaxu is die with his phone call.

“Did the little demon give you a hard time?”

Jiaxu laughs and says no. Sang Yan knows it’s the truth - at least in Jiaxu’s eyes. Because nothing is too much or hard or impossible for Jiaxu when it comes to Sang Zhi.

“Do you think she’ll like the present?” Jiaxu asks him.

For a moment Sang Yan is surprised. Mostly because Jiaxu never doubts himself when it comes to dotting on Sang Zhi. He does it so instinctively that there is never any room for complaint or doubt. But he understands that maybe this is a little different.

“Yes. I think she’s gonna love it. It’s a perfect present for the little demon,” he tells his friend.

Jiaxu visibly relaxes at that as he looks back down at the ring box. He sees the excitement in Jiaxu’s eyes and Sang Yan finds he shares some of that as he imagines what his sister’s reaction will be.

He knows what Sang Zhi’s answer will be. Despite what he told Jiaxu earlier, he has no doubt that Sang Zhi will say yes because he is quite certain he doesn’t know any two people more perfect for each other.

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yunxinli5129 · 4 months

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First art of 2024, Yan niangniang!

#Yan Zhengming #Liuyao #Liu yao: revitalization of the fuyao sect #Coins of destiny #Danmei #六爻 #严争鸣 #My cutie patootie #I miss him so much ahhh

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