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zorcha · 2 months

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#hsr #honkai star rail #dan heng #I gave him wrong light cone #Planned it as a silly doodle and got carried away a little bit #Still trying to figure out how I want to color

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zarla-s · 6 months

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~poe poe poe poepoe

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edgar allen edgar allen poe poe poe~

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#undertale #handplates #gaster #sans #papyrus #edgar vargas #vargas #scriabin #ladyverse #hunter #smoker #charger #jockey #got a bit carried away with this little idea #z art #z flash

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narsh-poptarts · 1 month

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Gosh RGB, who let YOU have a face?

...I did? well, that's strange

really wanted to draw a solid expression or two and strangely wanted to do the guy who doesn't. have a face. so i did a panel redraw!!! (there's just so many moments in this comic where the feelings leaking out from him and what we see is just so POTENT and i AUGH!!! please please please go read The Property of Hate it is such a wonderful comic it will make you explode on the inside. i promise you will come out of it completely normal <- lying)

also STOP DOING THAT RGB you're gonna have people endeared to you

original panel and alternate less eye-strain-y version under the cut!!

it's so weird seeing him with a face, but it did give me an excuse to go overboard with the hair

#i had so much fun with this!!!!!#love me some curls what can i say #tpoh #The Property of Hate #the property of hate comic #panel redraw #RGB #tpoh RGB #redraw #human version #human RGB #eye strain #just a little bit #it WAS just supposed to be the face but then i got carried away like “well what's the face without the whole POSE?”#and now we're here #my art #funnily enough i drew the face last haha #also this is the first time im attempting to do image IDs please let me know if anything needs changing about them!!#tpoh fanart

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katsumiiii · 2 years

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woke up thinking about hand placement with katsuki. like those little subtle touches that only he and you recognize.

when he’s uncomfortable he lightly taps the back of your ear, pretending to adjust one of your piercings or fondle your earlobe. but you and him have set up a system, so with every little poke and prod comes a message behind them.

the light nudge on your ear caused you to hastily shift your eyelids. you steadily sat your gin and tonic you’d been sipping on for the past hour down on the marble table below (katsuki, in his own words, wondered why you ordered that ‘shitty ass acid water’ anyways, especially since your go to drink was the complete opposite. usually you chose to settle for something sweeter like a strawberry daiquiri or lime margarita).

“y’good babes?” you leaned towards your lovers earlobe, whispering pleasantly. he noticeably shivered at your proximity. though you’ve been dating for about 2 years now, katsuki had never exactly gotten over the butterflies you bring with the simplest gestures you do.

“jus’ wanna leave.” he continued to stroke your earlobe, his second hand (cold from the amount of heavy rings placed both on his middle, and pointer fingers) rised beneath the muted sage green dress you decided on wearing.

you hummed at the response, fingernails trailing up his bicep. katsuki was no small man. his shoulders were broad and arms were heavy, he commanded any room he appeared in, and not because of his all too familiar snarl (which at this point seemed to be a trademark look for him), but because of the sheer size of the man. years of training and hero work built his body to resemble a tank personified (not that you were complaining).

“why you wanna leave baby?”

“these idiots are too damn loud. jus’ wanna lay in bed and do fuckin’ nuffin’.”

you snickered at the response, eyes finally settling onto his own. “you wanna do fuckin’ nuffin’ kats?” you mocked humorously.

“yeah.” he nuzzled further into your neck, breathing you in (he always said you smelled like mangos and on occasion jasmine).

“alright baby, i hear you.”

another gesture he’d often do (which might be seen as cliché), is placing his palm on the slight curve of your back. he usually did this when in crowded spaces, leading you through seas and oceans of stomping feet and waving hands.

hero gala’s were always crowded, seeing as though there were thousands of people out there helping others invited to this event, including katsuki bakugo (aka dynamite). it had taken some convincing from you to get your lover to even attend the event in the first place. complaints tumbled out his lips, ranging from ‘not wanting to deal with people in the first place’, to ‘people are going to see you in that stunning dress’ (your words not his). but, with some begging and a little bit of pleading you were able to convince the man to put on a damn suit and attend.

“still don’t fuckin’ know why I had to come.” katsuki complained yet again, hand on the expanse of your back to lead you through the shifting crowd.

“because suki, they’re giving you an award for most reliable hero. and I’m pretty sure you need to be there to accept it, right?” you say in a sarcastic tone, slightly huffing at the fact that he was being extremely difficult for no apparent reason, at least in your opinion.

“who gives a shit? they can’t jus’ mail it to me or somethin’?”

“really. mail it to you?”

“yeah sweetheart, yanno when they put the shit in a box, slap my address on it and shit.”

you growled, twisting to slap katsuki’s chest (not that it accomplished much. the man is built like a damn gorilla on steroids). “I know what mailing is katsuki.”

“jus’ making sure sweetheart, seemed a little confused there.” he smirked, bending forward to kiss your nape.

“whatever, get your damn hand off my back.” you playfully adjusted yourself, trying to remove his heavy palm from your skin.

“not happenin’, stop fucking squirmin’”

“never, dipshit.”

“this is why i didn’t wanna come to this shit, ya never know how to behave.” he lightly grabbed the back of your neck, pushing you along.

“oh I don’t know how to behave?”

“you heard me.”

“it took me 30 minutes to convince you to even step foot-”

he wrapped his free hand along the side of your hips, pulling you towards his side. “yeah yeah, keep yappin’”

“oh I will!”

so yeah ! the asshole can’t really keep his hands to himself !

#i got carried away a little bit I think 💀💀💀💀#well enjoy this little..drabble or wtv tf it is !#bnha katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo drabble #bakugo x reader #katsuki x reader #bnha drabble #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #poc friendly

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darubyprincx · 8 months

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to be, or not to be (romanticization of the inevitable)

#ray's tag #keys' art #undescribed #skeletons #ok to reblog #the skeleton model that i traced for this was provided by the incredible kiku @kikunai whom you can find right here on tumblr!#so uh. This is a piece about chronic fatigue although the original idea i had for it drifted a bit as soon as I started coloring the linear #(i really enjoy shading and lighting things and got a bit carried away here but i stand by my choice because this is my favorite thing #that i've ever drawn)#anyways. i often feel especially lately with school being back in season that my bones are leaden with this sort of. weariness. theyre heav #it weighs on our mental health and energy a lot and although there's a couple of reasons we have been given for it #that doesn't remove the fact that this is still a thing that affects us in a very real way day to day although we are good at masking it.#often i come home to find that i do not have the physical mental or creative energy to work on things i really want to #especially project: nexus which i feel extra bad about even though i can't help it because i just started it so recently #it is a mild to moderate struggle to make it day to day and i just. wanted to represent this somehow #my original concept for this was a skeleton with some black goop gunk whatever leaking from its joints #but as i started adding the cracks and coloring them gold (a personal touch; kintsugi is a concept that is very dear to us)#i realized that the focus here was less on the condition itself and more on the body that it afflicts.#so i put it into a spotlight.#ironic i know since very little people acknowledge this irl or even know it exists at all but i added rim lighting. I added color gradients #I colored the lineart and made it all fancy and even added a flare for the head to get the point across that even at its core; disability i #a performance. this is not implying that disabilities are fake in fact this is the opposite of that. i wanted to show that with disabilitie #especially i think in my personal opinion the invisible ones #we are all masking at least a little bit during the vast majority of the day. humans are social creatures and it is only when we are alone #or with someone we deeply trust where we allow ourselves to be who we truly are without fear and even then that can be rare #so i wanted to show this bit of the soul in as broad a limelight as i could. idk this is a really abstract piece and i dont know if anyone #will even get it but it matters to me at least. and even though we've been largely bedridden for the past week i think that's okay #we will get it figured out. all of us. okay? okay. i love you. i fucking love you. we are going to fucking make it #(also the xes over the eyes are because i thought they looked cool they have no deeper meaning at least i think they dont #actually i think they do but i cant put it into words idk. Art is subjective assign your own meaning i'm gonna go get a shower)

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lollytea · 5 days

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Do I think Hunter and Willow were already talking about getting married and building a home together when they were still dumb teenagers and had been dating for less than a year? Yes, I think they were doing that.

Do I think that was a good idea? No, they probably should NOT have been doing that.

Did it work out somehow? Yes. Out of pure idiot luck, it did work out.

#ideally teenagers should not be getting carried away and having delusions of grandeur when it comes to their partner #especially when it is their first relationship and probably will not last #but after hunter died and got resurrected he went maniac mode #and started planning his future at an overwhelming pace #willow is usually way more cautious and has a more level head #hunter just makes her a little loopy so she slipped a bit and got carried away #but in a one in a million stroke of love they actually did work out #and didnt have their hearts shattered into a million pieces #SOMEHOW

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vigilvntes · 6 months

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anyway i have been thinking about how much i want adrian to fuck me (this would fix me i know it would) but like specifically i really want to make out with him. i wanna feel his whole tongue in my mouth while he holds me (cause im horny but also i a softie dammnit).

i get the vibe that he hooks up regularly as vigilante so hes experienced in bed more than people would think, but since he keeps the mask on he doesnt kiss much. but when hes close enough with someone he can take off? with be ALL over you with his mouth. will be kissing you nonstop.

OKAYYYY FUCKBOY VIG AND TOUCH STARVED ADRIAN I SEE THE VISION

but yes i definitely agree that he's a dark horse when it comes down to it. i mean maybe im delusional maybe im fucked in the head but you can't convince me that absolutely no one in that town has fucked around with vig because let me tell you i would be FIRST IN LINE!!! he's been running around for years, and it seems that at this point people have just kinda made peace with him being there?? so no doubt he has hookups like he's charming and confident when he's in the suit and we see that a lot in the show. so yes. he probably fucks a lot as vig.

but adrian???? out of the suit???? touch starved. it's all well and good when there's a barrier between him and whoever he's sleeping with (literally), but warm fingertips brushing his hair from his face??? clinging on to his bare back while he fucks you??? soft, breathless kisses while the two of you moan into each others mouths???? he's a sucker for it. all the hookups in the world, all the people that throw themselves at him after he saves them from being mugged will never, ever compare to just being himself, just being adrian, around someone who accepts him for who he is and what he does and someone he trusts enough to keep that secret.

as soon as he comes home he'd rip the mask straight off and his lips would be straight on yours. doesn't matter if he's had a good night or a bad night, touching you, kissing you, his tongue in your mouth and the little surprised noise you make when he bites down on your bottom lip is enough to make him feel like he's on cloud nine. he'd kiss you until you literally can't breathe, and if you pulled away from him to catch your breath the most pathetic whine would leave his throat and he'd turn his attention to your neck instead. the whole time he's inside of you, his lips are on yours. missionary?? he's kissing you until your lips are blue. from behind?? he's leaning over, grabbing your chin and making you turn your head so he can slip his tongue into your mouth.

and his affinity for kisses doesn't just apply to sex!!!! he'll wrap his arms around your waist when the two of you are cooking dinner just to plant the sloppiest, wettest kisses on your cheek just so you'll giggle and playfully slap him away. before you leave the apartment you have to swipe the AKM (adrian kissing machine). he'll probably get moody if he doesn't get a kiss in the morning.

if you're both feeling nasty he'll spit in your mouth, or he'll let you spit in his mouth. he probably prefers the latter.

🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡

#everyone be quiet liz is speaking #so maybe i got a little bit carried away #this answer was honestly not supposed to be this long #but he is just so!!!!!!!#like i need him!!!!!!#i fell down last year and i still haven't picked myself up!!!!#but in the words of dick grayson #i'm okay on the floor #adrian chase #vigilante #peacemaker #dc #adrian chase x reader #vigilante x reader

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capn-twitchery · 14 hours

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am i too late to the pinup trend? yes? too bad! woe, twitties be upon ye

less covered, better version below the cut

(i was gonna try and put text on this like "wanna fuck the entire admiralty" but i couldn't get it to work. devastating.)

bonus even more naked version too because why not, i guess 😌

(eye horror below, just in case)

#i maybe got a bit carried away. a little bit #fred draws #twitchery #but i had fun and i like how it turned out >:3

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total-drama-brainrot · 2 months

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Total Drama Psycho Noah AU, during the TDWT London Episode... What if Noah doesn't call the hidden Alejandro an eel, instead Alejandro and the other hidden Contestants saw Noah briefly showed his true insane colors to defeat the 'Ripper', with a big psychotic grin?... How would Alejandro feel about trying to bring up Noah's insane side, but Noah keeps denying it (and so does Owen, because Noah asked him to)? 😏

Psycho!Noah, under the assumption that he's alone with only Owen and the camera as his witnesses, going Full On Mania Mode on the Ripper? That's a fun thought.

I think, given the fact that he's on a Reality TV Show in the first place, this Noah would be upfront to the audience that he's... a little unhinged. Maybe he cracks a few jokes in the confessional (either during Island or World Tour) about his eccentricities, or maybe he really plays up the 'crazy' to paint himself as a wolf in sheep's clothing for the audience?

The second option there would probably work more in his favour, since him Just Being There would be a source of dramatic irony for the audience- something to keep people watching in anticipation, waiting for Noah's mask of mundanity to slip. He'd be 'good for ratings'.

I've decided that's the characterisation I'll go with. Psycho!Noah hides his true self from the contestants but, knowing that he'll be recorded 24/7, doesn't bother disguising himself for the audience- his nature will inevitably be exposed to them anyway, so why not cut out the middle man? At least this way, he gets the added pleasure of toying with the viewer's expectations.

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So, given the fact that the only people he thinks are seeing him are people already in the know, what's stopping Noah from letting loose a little?

Nothing. Nothing's stopping him.

He and Owen step onto the double decker bus, the larger teen tiptoeing almost timidly onto the vehicle in his trepidation, whilst Noah follows casually behind him. He's a little disappointed, truly; horror themed challenges would be so much more interesting if they were, y'know, scary.

Luckily for him, things soon get interesting.

The shadowed figure of the Ripper drops from the ceiling with a thud behind Noah, assumedly crouched down on all fours like some sort of beast though it's hard to tell behind the inky, billowing cloak they're wearing. The motion would've been too fast for someone less capable to properly react to. Thankfully, Noah is very capable.

He pivots in place, catching the surprisingly fast arms of the Ripper before their taller frame can grapple him in his own deceptively strong grip, then forcibly bends the figure's arms until a sickening crack resounds through the bus's interior. The Ripper cries out a raspy animalistic shriek of pain, their forearms hanging uselessly limp out in front of them at awkward angles, and the clattering of something hitting the floor draws Noah's attention downwards. A knife, the Ripper's weapon of choice, gleams threateningly on the ground under the weak moonlight, having slipped from their incapacitated hand.

Well. That's certainly interesting.

Easing up his iron grip on the figure's disfigured arms, the cynic gingerly bends down to swipe the knife from the floor, then straightens back up triumphantly as he brandishes his new found weapon.

"Noah?" Owen's meek voice echoes from behind him. The bookworm tilts his head towards the other, who's fear-blown gaze is fixated on the sharp object in his unstable friend's unpredictable clutches.

The Ripper, momentarily subdued, continues to whine and groan in pain beside him.

"What's up, bud?" He responds, voice conversationally light and airy- a stark contrast to the Ripper's agonised gargles.

"Is- is that a knife?" The larger asks in a wavering tone. Noah isn't sure if it's the fear of himself with a sharp object, or the frankly pathetic display from the figure beside him, that's causing his best friend's hesitance. But he knows Owen- the big lug is a hardy sort, he won't stay scared for long.

"Hmm," Noah hums playfully, toying with the weapon in his grip. Feeble beams of moonlight shine and shimmer from it's blade, illuminating their surroundings in spectres of milk light, "Yeah, I think it is. Good eye, big guy."

A moment of tense silence passes between the two (somewhat ruined by the Ripper's incessant snivelling), before Owen's face splits into a shaky smile.

"Do you want to, uh, maybe, put the knife down?" He suggests.

Noah shifts his focus back onto the tool in his grip, theatrically ruminating over his friend's suggestion as he raises his free hand to his chin in a pondering motion, whilst his piercing gaze subtly flickers around the bus to locate the nearest hidden camera. He spins the knife in his hand thoughtlessly as he searches, deftly twirling and weaving the blade between clever fingers, sending spirals of light dancing through the darkness of their enclosure.

Once he's spotted the tell-tale red blinking light of a recording camera, he careens his whole body to face it. His features soften into a serene smile, highlighted by trickles of pale moonlight, as he addresses the camera.

"No. Not really. It's quite pretty. Don't you think?"

Noah waits a heartbeat, keenly listening for a response that'll never come from the recording device, before his smile splits into something wider. Something that splinters around the edges of his face and crumbles through his mask of tranquillity, revealing glimpses of wild delirium through its cracks. Similarly, his amusement-crinkled eyes widen with mania, irises contracting into pinpricks of molasses against the white of his sclera.

"And wouldn't it look a lot prettier... in a different colour?" The pessimist halts the spinning of the knife with a flick of his wrist, letting the question simmer in the stale air of the bus.

The Ripper, having finally regained their bearings, stumbles to flee from the bus.

Well. That's not very interesting, is it?

In the blink of an eye, Noah is suddenly nose-to-mask with them, holding the blade millimetres from the figure's neck almost tauntingly as he traps them against the fogged over glass of the bus driver's window, "Red would look really pretty."

"Noah," Owen whines petulantly, "we're supposed to capture the Ripper, not kill him!" As if to punctuate his point, the blonde tugs at the edges of the burlap sack he's carrying, shooting an imploring look towards his little buddy.

"Oh, I forgot. Silly me!" Noah exclaims jovially, smacking at his sizable forehead with his free hand. The Ripper beneath him whimpers at the motion.

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In the First Class cabin, the majority of the Total Drama contestants stand gobsmacked at the display they just witnessed. Varying expressions of disturbance and fright are dotted across the crowd, and the more sensitive of the group have turned varying shades of nauseated green or horrified white.

"What the fuck?"

#uh. got a little carried away there. oopsies! 🤭#i wrote this in one big stream of consciousness so sorry if it's terrible #every time i try to work on my fics i get a Really Interesting anon ask and black out for like an hour or so #psycho!noah isn't always stabby/violent btw. he's just commited to the bit #it's a horror challenge he's STAYING ON BRAND! he's just a silly little guy 😖#total drama #td noah #psycho!noah au #tw violence #replies

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brotherconstant · 9 months

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