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landwriter · 2 days

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Hi! I hope you feel better soon!

This is a great prompt by @academicblorbo about Hob Gadling being the landlord of the Dead Boys. It has a wonderful fill already by @omgcinnamoncakes but I’d love to see what you come up with for it!

Alternative prompt from me if that doesn’t work for your brain: remember the date between Jenny and Maxine? How about one between Jenny and Esther? Poor Jenny is going to really question her taste in beautiful blonde women 😭

Thank you! I saw ‘landlord’ and ‘decades’ and blacked out. I love Hob having them as tenants. Maybe even before the modern day meeting in Sandman.

The Sandman/Dead Boy Detectives, 2.4k, G Dream/Hob, pre-slash, alternating/outsider POV, found family, a reunion and revelations etc.

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Hob did not, strictly speaking, have tenants. It was more of a minor haunting. Pun intended.

The small room above the pub and below his flat wasn’t worth charging anyone rent for; when he first bought the building he had put a handsome oak desk in there and some bookshelves before wondering who he was possibly keeping up appearances for. Who was he going to take back upstairs that would stop and say, Wait, can I see your office? So he’d left it as more or less an abandoned room.

When he realized a pair of boys were using it as their clubhouse, he didn’t do anything at first. He saw them quietly coming and going a couple times, disappearing around the corner of the first landing. Brazen things. He meant to call after them, but the shout had died in his throat. He’d been young once. He still remembered the need to get away from it all. It was only when he went to check if they’d been making a mess of the room that he discovered it was still locked.

He’d crouched down and inspected the latch and found no marks at all. Huh, he’d said, and jiggled it again, and been a little more interested in whatever clever way they were getting into it after they disappeared up his stairs. Then he didn’t see them for weeks, and assumed they had gotten bored and stopped.

Until they came back. In the middle of an argument, striding through the pub like they owned it. Hob straightened up as they passed him.

“I cannot believe you broke the mirror.”

“I was in a rush! It’s not my fault you forgot you needed Arcana Incantatum after we arrived at the church. And found the demon.”

“I hardly forgot, I only made the mistake of assuming you would know to pack it by now.”

Hob raised his eyebrows. The boys disappeared into the back hallway. He followed them as they went upstairs, too preoccupied with their drama to notice Hob. They turned onto the landing, still carrying on. Even as they walked through the door. The locked, closed door.

Hob blinked. Then he drew his keys from his pocket and opened the door. The boys were still inside. One of them was pulling a mirror out of a backpack that was several times too small for it. They didn’t even look up, and Hob wondered how he couldn’t possibly have put it together earlier. He cleared his throat.

“Hello, boys.” That caught their attention. Hob grinned. “Seems we’re neighbours.”

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Edwin abhorred getting involved with the living. He and Charles got along perfectly well on their own. They were a duo. An intrepid pair. Best mates, like Charles often stressed whenever he was about to ask something particularly ridiculous of Edwin. They were solid together. As solid as two ghost boys could be. The living, though, were messy and unpredictable.

Perhaps the most salient fact at present: Charles invariably became attached to them.

“He’s sad, mate. I can see it in his eyes.”

“You said those exact words in ‘94 about a dog. At least ask Hob himself.”

Before you decide to adopt him too.

Hob Gadling, irritatingly, was unobjectionable on every ground Edwin could think of. He had made no imposition upon them. When he found them, he only asked them their business, and then told them he was usually downstairs, or upstairs, if they needed anything they couldn’t procure themselves. He had an interest in rare and old books, as it happened. In explaining this, he had also hinted at being far older than his looks would suggest, which vexed Edwin twice over. He knew his curiosity would not be slaked until he talked to Hob, but then he would be the one getting involved with the living, and Charles would hardly let him forget it.

“Do you think he’s really immortal? Mate’s far too calm. Last week I saw him stop a fight downstairs by stepping right between these huge blokes. He just said something and smiled and they backed right off.” Charles lit up. “Do you reckon he’d teach me how to do that? Conflict de-escalation, innit? I could show him some moves with the cricket bat, I bet. Oh, do you think he’s a cricket fan?”

It was obviously a hopeless case, and since the Dead Boy Detectives never took on hopeless cases, there was only one course of action that remained. Edwin had long since disabused himself of the notion he needed to breathe. He had no beating heart, yet when he was startled, he would find himself clutching his chest. Now, he exhaled slowly through his nose in an entirely superfluous sigh of resignation. “Well, Charles, shall we go talk to him?”

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When the millennium came around, Hob found himself celebrating it with his accidental tenants. There was something gloriously satisfying about being able to make a toast to the next one and have it taken seriously. He’d asked them if they had something better to do - spectral trouble to get into et cetera - and they both looked at him with almost identical put-upon and incredulous expressions.

Hob had a terrible suspicion they thought they were taking care of him as much as he thought he was taking care of them.

Edwin, with his insatiable curiosity and, deep underneath it, something Hob thought he recognized from himself: a sharp animal ferocity and a refusal to go until he’s good and done, natural laws be damned. Charles, still brightly, painfully alive for a ghost - who should be alive still, by all rights, but nothing of this life was fair - who joked to cover up hurt in a way Hob knew too, and glowed any time Hob turned so much as a kind word to him.

He wondered what they saw when they looked at him.

The year ticked over, and technology kept working. Charles grinned innocently and said he could probably possess the telly and break it that way if Hob wanted?

Hob’s heart twinged. He knew they weren’t his, not to keep, but it seemed that teenagers didn’t change at all over the centuries, even if the boys were only sort of teenagers in the way Hob was only sort of in his thirties. It didn’t change that they’d been punted from the mortal coil before having a chance to grow up, and figure out the kind of men they were, and make their own choices and fuck up and try to be better than their fathers, and everything everyone deserved. Hob had made more than his share of mistakes. They hadn’t been given the chance to make nearly any at all.

So they made toasts to the new millennium, to the detective agency, to themselves, all stuck out of time in different ways and refusing to move on for different reasons, and Hob allowed himself to think of Robyn and privately pretend that they were his all the same.

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A week later, Hob was reminded of the other universal traits of teenagers when he mentioned his stranger and both boys began to grill him with terrifying alacrity. Before turning to his dating life, like ravening bloody wolves. When Edwin had asked, in a specifically nineteenth century manner that Hob remembered all too well, if Hob had always been unmarried, he’d nearly put his head in his hands.

“It can be hard for me to associate with the living too, you know. For obvious reasons.”

Charles had turned to Edwin and hissed “See? I told you.”

Right in front of him. Nobody had taught them manners.

“Manners, Charles,” replied Edwin loftily. “We will, of course, respect your privacy. A man is entitled to his secrets.”

“You’ll go upstairs and rifle through my personal things, is what you’ll do,” said Hob.

Charles coughed to hide his laugh. Edwin flushed and looked away. Hob snorted, and told them about Eleanor and Robyn. Properly. It was a strange relief. He’d told the story wrong for plausibility’s sake so many times he had been worried he’d forget the truth of it one day.

They had listened, and been remarkably quiet until Charles piped up and offered to set him up with a ‘really fit’ ghost. Hob had roundly shut that down. Woefully, not all explanations were satisfying enough. Charles cornered him again the next morning while he was cleaning the bar.

“No, mate, I still don’t get it.” Hob was about to say he no more wanted to be with someone who couldn’t feel pleasure from his touch than someone who would grow old and be taken from him while he stayed the same, when Charles went on, bafflingly, to ask, “Why don’t you meet your mysterious friend more often than once a century?”

Hob sighed. “Adults are often busy, Charles.” Nevermind that he had begun to wonder the same since the eighteenth century. He’d always just assumed time passed differently for his stranger.

Charles just laughed and perched himself on the bar top. “Ooh, low blow. We’re busy too, you know. Plenty of cases to solve.”

“Really,” said Hob. “You’re busy. Right now.”

Charles waggled his eyebrows.

“Charles, I am not a case,” said Hob, sternly as possible. “I’m not even a ghost. He’s not a ghost. No ghosts.”

“We could investigate. Maybe ghosts are involved. What even is he? Why every hundred years? Is it some sort of Persephone situation?”

Hob bit his lip against shouting I don’t know! I don’t know anything about him! Instead, he tried to smile, and felt it come out as a wince instead. “He’s very private.”

Charles scowled. “Yeah, obviously. You don’t even know his name. He can’t be that good of a friend if he’s too busy to see you more than once a century.”

Hob couldn’t see the expression on his own face, but he saw Charles’ shocked reaction well enough. It was so long ago for him, and still Hob knew at once what Charles saw now: that first time you manage to visibly hurt a grown-up’s feelings, people who seemed too old and too stern to actually feel pain, when you’d been going around kicking at them like a new foal, just to stretch your legs.

“Sorry,” said Charles, instant regret chasing his surprise. He was a good kid.

“It’s alright,” said Hob. He meant it. He looked down at the shining bartop. His hands were restless with the urge to light a cigarette. He gave in. It wasn’t like Charles would be dying of lung cancer any time soon if he decided to follow Hob’s example. “I don’t think he would say he’s very good at being a friend either. Truth is, I’d love to see him more often. But we had an awful fight the last time we met. If he forgives me, I’ll have to ask.”

“Mates always make up,” said Charles earnestly. He was such a good kid.

“I suppose they do.” Charles still looked sorry, and Hob clapped him on the shoulder. “Hey. Thanks for looking out for me, Charles.”

Charles beamed at him. “Always. We’ve got your back, me and Edwin.”

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Charles couldn’t bloody believe it. Hob’s friend was here. There was nobody else it could be. He and Edwin were watching from a nearby table, pretending to be absorbed in their own conversation. Neither man noticed them. They were too busy looking at each other.

He couldn’t imagine spending more than a century apart from Edwin. The way Hob had talked about him and his stranger over the years, it sometimes seemed like they were best mates too, no matter how little they saw each other. He was dead sure that’s what had Hob looking so gutted when he thought nobody was looking. He had known they would make up, though. Maybe now Hob would be happier.

“Charles, we really ought not eavesdrop,” hissed Edwin. Right as he scooted his chair closer, the cheeky hypocrite. Hob and his friend were talking too quietly to properly hear, their heads bent together. Lots to catch up on, Charles reckoned. A hundred years. He couldn’t stop thinking about the number. It seemed impossible. Funny, he couldn’t imagine that long away from Edwin, but he could imagine spending that long being best mates. There was nobody he’d rather hide from Death with.

Hob’s face was doing something strange as his long-lost friend talked. Then Hob moved and grasped him by the shoulders, so tight that his knuckles stood out in relief. The man said something in low tones and Hob shook his head, and then pulled him in for a hug. The man stiffened and then relaxed, and his arms came up around Hob’s.

Their cheeks both looked wet.

Charles swallowed and it felt suddenly a little like he was choking. He should look away, only he couldn’t.

“They must be great friends,” said Edwin softly.

“Yeah,” he managed to croak. We won’t ever need to have a reunion like this because I’m never going to lose you, mate. I won’t let them take you. It was stuck behind the phantom lump in his phantom throat. His hand, without him telling it to, reached out and grabbed hold of Edwin’s. Edwin squeezed it hard, and Charles knew he didn’t have to make his voice work after all.

Then the man pushed Hob away, but only far enough to grab his face and pull him back again, thumbing over Hob’s cheeks, and beside him, Edwin honest-to-god gasped, and then Charles momentarily forgot how thoughts worked too.

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It happens thus: in the New Inn, just next door to the White Horse, some 639 years after they first met, Hob Gadling and Dream of the Endless share their first kiss. Neither, if they had bothered to think about it, would have intended to have an audience, but it’s a well-known fact that some kisses cannot wait, and theirs was chief among them, being that it had so much to say, and was so very long overdue.

I missed you, it said, and I came back, it said, and Please don’t go away from me again, and I could not.

And atop them, like blankets, were laid invisible the daydreams of those who saw them, including two long-dead boys, whose dreams were woven from the fresh and unaccounted-for possibilities of Hob kissing his mysterious stranger. Another man, thought Edwin. His best friend, thought Charles. Dream was the only one who could have heeded this, but he did not, because Hob Gadling was holding him tight and daydreaming loudly of this kiss and more, of this today and tonight and tomorrow, ever greedy and ever easily pleased, and Dream could hear nothing at all over their clamouring and comingled joy; the bright gold daydream between the scant space of their bodies that sounded so much like at last.

#asks #the sandman #dead boy detectives #fic #crossover? fusion? i guess? who is to say! not me!#dreamling #perhaps some notes of chedwin #(a fabulous ship name btw. i may not get cob but i WILL get chedwin)#author wrote this while sick as dog so please excuse errors :')#might put on ao3 later if i have a chance to clean it up and expand on it a little!#my writing #me yesterday: 'i really don't see the appeal of blending both stories beyond doing it for the sake of it'#me today: 'no you don't understand they NEED each other here is my chart of the interpersonal dynamics and a list of all the ways hob can h #accidentally writing the new inn reunion scene i'd always dreamed of oops

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dilutedconfusion · 2 months

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NEWSFLASH- He thinks you’re pretty~

#WAHHHH I made him so much softer then he usually is and IM LOVING IT #I added freckles cause my boy is a big chonky ginger #brb im bout to hold his face and give him forehead kisses like no other #IM TRYING TO HUSBAND THIS MAN UP #oh and he looks completely different then my other two artworks #i realize that and its okay my hands are stupid #i also drew those other illustrations like last year/early this year #SOOOOO its been awhile and I’ve grown and changed and now hes prettier #MIGHT ADD MORE TO THIS PIECE LATER #BUT HERES THE START OF BEAUTY RN #eustasscaptainkid #eustass kid #one piece #digital art #digital illustration #do tags even work??#IDK but imma use em

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loptrcoptr · 2 months

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sometimes I doodle stuff and anyway everyone should go read @kaladinkholins bes fic A New Ember and appreciate Goma the cat and Mizu’s new Barbie dream horse 🩵🩵🩵

#Ellis draws #blue eye samurai #Mizu #bes Mizu #the colors look different on here oh well #not me putting characters from other people’s fics in clothes I intend to dress them in later! lol. I draw too slowly to make a bunch of #outfit design images so this might be all I get!#much love to Mizu’s new boy Ringo is gonna have his hands full #he’ll be trying to chase chickens and do damage control when this boy and taigen’s mare are running around throwing hands (hooves)?#(Goma- on the porch sleeping through all of the ruckus)

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fortes-fortuna-iogurtum · 2 months

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there are too many thoughts inside of me at all times.

#hello friends hope you all are doing well. my words have been abandoning me lately.#I talk a lot and feel like I say nothing. it is truly frustrating.#meanwhile I am doing a bible word study and realizing that all the things I have realized in the past might be valid #(namely the way that a lot of people in my church tradition try to reduce biblical concepts of 'peace' to a sort of inward emotional state #and that's not actually a great way to interpret the biblical concept of shalom. like at all. and massively cheats a lot of communities out #of the actual practical real-life extension of the kingdom and how it's supposed to function)#also I had a minor crisis a few days ago when I looked at a boy who I know only vaguely and thought 'oh. shoot. he's cute.'#I am not used to having these sorts of thoughts or at least not to acknowledging them to myself #not sure why I'm telling tumblr this but I have no one else to tell it to and I feel like I should get it out of my system lol :')#ok logging off again gotta eat some noodles and finish this assignment with is already late #I will see you guys at a later date #(probably not too much later tho bc it is spring break and I am unfortunately stuck at college and there are very few other people here :')#gurt says stuff

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b4kuch1n · 1 year

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done with the current dip pen comm queue (just in time for another Nib Accident too lol. I’m learning how to take care of the tools as well) so uh! it’ll take me two days to get a replacement and get some other stuff done. which means slots will be available again this saturday!

#bakuspeech #thank you my first pen nib (in all manners that count really). you've served me extremely well #especially for how I treated you lmao #you know what. gonna pin it to my corkboard later. it deserves a place on there #I think it's specifically because I'm using a pretty thick non-water-based ink I got a Long time ago #for brush inking when I was doing that. and boy oh boy does it dry Thicque #and it dries really fast. so by the time I get to wiping my pen it's already caked there lol #so I might have to try using other inks as well. knowledge! learning!#I'm thinking opening for comm at noon instead of night like last time? so folks with different schedules can see it lmao #but yeah. I'll take my time! I'll mess around with it. its been real #I wanna start drafting the comic proper and stuff... Im so glad I'm still so excited about doing this after over a week lol #really kinda what I needed after the March Madness (adhd induced nonsense depression)#hope folks who've got a comm from me so far enjoyed what I drew!!

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quietwingsinthesky · 8 months

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Do you agree w/ the fandom interpretation that john was so homophobic he’d have beaten up and abandoned his sons for being gay? Cause sure, he grew up in the 60s as a mechanic and then later became a marine during the vietnam war, but i also don’t think homophobia would’ve necessarily been a priority for him? Like obviously he’s not gonna be the full on supportive and politically correct loving dad, but i think that the fandom’s general opinion on that is pretty warped by people’s relationships w/ their own fathers

I do think this is one place where people tend to project. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that; working out our issues through fiction is healthy and good! I don’t think there’s any canon proof of it beyond, as you said, him being a marine from the sixties who would probably not be super knowledgeable about being queer, maybe a little apprehensive about it from what he’s absorbed through the culture he grew up in. I think we’d be correct to point out that if Sam or Dean were queer, he might be uncomfortable about it, he might try to avoid the topic, which is in of itself hurtful.

The thing about me is: I fully disagree that John was ever physically abusive towards his kids. At most, I will bend this interpretation to say he was probably too harsh on them while teaching them to fight and that maybe he and Sam have traded blows before when arguments got too loud (by blows, I mean, probably shoving with the yelling, you know, assertion of physical space. It seems realistic to me that two people who have been using violence for a long time to protect themselves, and for John, his family, down to the hierarchal power he’s put in place of him -> Dean -> Sam, would resort to it when things got too heated.)

(I also think that sometimes fandom’s insistence that John had to be physically abusive can sometimes get a little insulting because it perpetuates the idea that emotional abuse does less harm and can be overlooked and for flattening out John’s character in a way the show very literally pointed to and said He Did Not Do That. This is the entire point of Max’s episode in s1, for the show to point out that their experiences of abuse were different. How well it was handled is arguable, but I take it as clear evidence that when we talk about John’s relationship with his sons, the focus should be on the emotional abuse, the codependency he developed with Dean from a very young age, his neglect of them both, his attempts to suppress Sam, etc. And I appreciate this about the show, because you can’t talk about any of those things without also talking about why they’re happening, why John thinks this is necessary, how he loves his sons and isolates them to protect them and ends up doing more and more damage that will never leave them through their entire lives.

I’m sure there’s depictions of John being physically abusive that handle it with the same amount of nuance that the show handles him being emotionally abusive in canon. I have not seen them, unfortunately. I’ve seen John being physically abusive 90% of the time just being used as shorthand for him being Bad and Evil and A Terrible Father. Which does not interest me. So I will remain here as a staunch defender of He Would Not Fucking Hit His Kids.)

Sorry, okay, we got off topic there this is about gay shit.

The point of All Of That was for me to be able to say, John’s not going to react to his sons being queer by beating them. He’s definitely not going to abandon them. Hello? John Winchester? Abandon his kids? John Winchester, the guy who has been keeping them in warded up motel rooms their whole lives and moving them across the country out of paranoia the demon who killed his wife could find them if they say anywhere too long? John Winchester who only trusted one or two people to ever look after his sons when he went on a hunting trip too long? We think that John would ditch his kid because they’re queer???

Like I said, I think the most realistic reaction for John, (if not just flat out him going ‘that’s fine, now load this gun while I time you because that’s more important for me to know that you can do’, because. He kind of has bigger priorities to worry about here. Like werewolves.) would be discomfort and pushing it out of his view, ignoring it. Which would still fucking hurt! And would have horrible effects on Sam and Dean both, would encourage Dean to repress it if he thinks his dad is ashamed of him, would push Sam away if he trusts John with this fact about himself and can’t be accepted easily.

I just think this is truer to John’s character.

Anyway. If nothing else here persuades anyone reading that John Would Not Fucking Do That, well. He thought his kid was demonspawn, remember? He thought Sam was corrupted and might not be able to be saved. I don’t think you can get more clear queercoding than that, and you know what John’s very telling response was to that information, to finding out something a thousand times more terrifying than Sam being gay ever could be? To refuse to look at it. To insist to himself that whatever Hell wanted with Sam, he wouldn’t let it happen. To tell Dean to take care of it, because even when John is certain that his son might literally become a demon, he could never bring himself to pull the trigger on him. Because he loves Sam.

So like. He literally would not do anything for the much smaller realization that Sam is gay. His son has demon blood that might turn him super evil, and John still wouldn’t hurt him.

I guess what I’m trying to say here is, I try to keep the fact that John loved his sons at the forefront of my mind when I’m writing stuff about him, because I think if you let that slide out of your head, you can very easily make him much worse, much more flat than he was in canon. The real picture of him is just an extremely flawed man in a terrible situation who fucks up his kids as much as he protects them.

And also he wouldn’t care about them being gay because JohnAzazel real and true and they fucked sloppy in that hospital basement-

#this was so many words holy shit I did not need to ramble that much #but I did <3 #this is what u get when u send me an ask I have too many thoughts #john winchester #ask #spn #again reiterating that like. it is not a bad thing to work out ur issues through fiction.#hell knows I do. and hell knows I used to be a lot less kind to John BECAUSE daddy issues. so I get it. it’s literally fine. it’s fandom.#u are free to do whatever so long as you aren’t a dick to other people about the character they like that you dont #(…I am going to side eye you if you feel the need to insist john had to be physically abusive because he was just That Bad to his kids.#but that’s more like. ‘I think you might have some unexamined biases about the nuances of abuse.’ more than anything.)#tw abuse #re: John abandoning his kids:#I know Bad Boys(?) has John leaving dean at the boy’s home. uh. personally?#I think that’s just bad writing. I think they misunderstood John’s particular brand of weird relationship to dean.#I don’t tend to count that instance as canon or at least not in the way the show presented it.#but ur mileage obv may vary. it’s just my opinion that that was a later seasons fumble.

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jensensitive · 2 years

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JENSEN??? 💀💀💀💀

(jib 2017)

#i am crying #jibcon17 #i'm sure i've seen this before but i do not remember it at all #jensen17 #nesnej #idek if this is our boy nesnej i think he might just be tired lmao #he said adam made him drink some but idk if he's drunk #and just a few hours later he'd flash misha #and tell him off-mic he'd see his underwear better later #he's so good at projecting #he's so good at it #he could do it in the olympics #'oh men taking their clothes off around other men in front of an audience of women? god what a slut'#proceeds to litrally do that a few hours later #my guy... my man.....#magic mike tag #channing tatum tag #qj #video

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derelictheretic · 1 year

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OC KISS DAY 6: Cult!Cooper McCoy & Heather Lucille Valentine — A lustful kiss

thank you @strafethesesinners for letting me use your man for this !!

#ockiss23 #IT WAS SO WIERD DRAWING COOP WITH THE LONGER HAIR BUT HOO BOY DO HE LOOK FINE 🥵🥵#hoping and praying tumblr lets me get away w this technically nothing is showing so 😭#I have a sketch for gabe and coop as well I might do that one as a fun bonus later shsjshsjs #BUT ANYWAY I HOPE U LIKE THIS 👉👈 WENT A LIL SPICY FOR THE BABES IT'S WHAT THEY DESERVE <33 #Cooper McCoy #oc: Heather Lucille Valentine #nadine doodles #misc: other people's oc's #Far Cry Tag #// suggestive #// nudity

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bigbugmonsters · 3 months

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New guy, part of the monster group- his name is Fruîty Yûmmy Mûmmy (added circumflex accents to not end up in tags). You might be able to tell the redesign theme of the others from him alone.

Fruity is called the 'Yûmmy Mûmmy', but he's not dead or even from that one country. He's a regular, very alive guy pretending to be a pharaoh to get treated like a king, live luxuriously and most importantly, eat as much as he wants. He one day made a post on social media asking for a consentual payed 'servant' to make him food and tend to his whims- and the one person that responded is you/reader. How long will Fruity be able to keep up his lie? And will those bandages hold his growing body?

#bîg's ocs #bîg's art #fat monster boy #Will his tum end up bigger than his chest? You bet it will.#his skintone might change in the future- I envisionned him with a white tum but I need to think on it.#I tried something with the pose so it might be strange- there's supposed to be a worm eye pesp but he's leaning to look down.#for some reason i couldn't find a ref for that so i had to use my wooden pose doll for the first time in years.#This isn't a ref pic- I'll do that later with all the others.

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thebirdandhersong · 1 year

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#hgnghghggngnh #in another uncomfortable situation again where i think i might have given someone (not the firefly boy) the wrong idea #i think the problem is that i do a lot of things out of politeness and it comes off the wrong way #like NO buddy i stayed up VERY late talking to you because i couldn't figure out how to say sorry i need to go now politely #it's not because i'm interested!!!!! I'M NOT #will delete later i am just mentally lying face down on the floor again #i should've just not answered the door I SHOULD'VE JUST NOT ANSWERED #he wanted to know if i wanted to walk to church together tomorrow! and like. first of all not really.... because of This #but also my walk to church is prayer time for me and i like to use that time to be still before i start the day!! sundays are REALLY busy!!#but on the other hand i don't want him to feel bad and i don't want to be a bad friend by refusing #not that i could say no anyway without sounding callous #in a word: YYAYAAAAAARGGHGHGHHGDJKLSDK #when will boy related troubles end. WHEN WILL THEY END #weeping into my water cup!! i am friendly and also scared of being rude! it's my personality! there are flaws there but that is what it is!#i am not interested!!!!!!!

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dandyshucks-moving · 5 months

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woah rare other system part sighting lmao, here's a Guz drawn by not-Juno

#I was working with the base they laid out so I had to fudge some shit because they'd laid out the neck and shoulder weirdly RIP #like the head is too far over to the right lmao but I didn't feel like erasing a bunch of it to fix that #the hand behind the wrestling box corner thing is also goofed lmao #turning rbs off but Juno (Dandy is vaguely a cross-system name so it feels weird calling them that) might post the art later better #I don't know how they edit their photos but I think I maybe got close lol #this guys fun to draw tbh love a rough n tumble boy lol he's got the same body type as one of my OCs except Stasis is mostly a robot LMAO #dandyshucks #dandy doodlebugs #<- I'll add these just in case ig ?? idk Juno do what u want with this even if it means deleting it lol hope this is fine for me to post #ALSO THIS WONT BE A REGULAR OCCURRENCE LMAO I was just super bored tonight and happened to switch in during Juno drawing this guy #probably won't ever happen again lol #our drawing styles arent super different I think but also this is using a base they laid out so I would've done it differently lmao #maybe it is different though - apparently I'm not a good judge of shit like this bc they say I write and play accordion differently somehow #but I thought I was doing a pretty good job the other day of doing it like they do lmaooo but nah they said it was all noticeably different #I'm chatty tonight sorry lol been a hot minute since I've had any time in front but I'll scoot off now #💜so good at being in trouble

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notmoreflippingelves · 7 months

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Why is it that my rare pair tendencies are not limited strictly to my hyperfixations of the moment but in like 99% of media that I consume? It's not fair. I just get a tiny little urge for like a day to read a fic or see an art for a specific pairing before returning to my main interest. Only to find that particular pairing that my stewpid brain had convinced itself "must be huge in this fandom because how could it NOT BE?" barely exists--if it even exists at all and I have clowned on myself yet again.

#this post is specifically about gwydion/achren from the chronicles of prydain #do you know how many fics exist for them? three and that includes both ao3 and ff.net #altho tbf there are barely any for the fandom in general #maybe a bit more for the disney black cauldron specifically #and both characters were cut from the adaptation #but still most of the little books content that exists is either gen or taran/eilonwy #which i guess isn't surprising but like my boy prince rhun deserves some love too #this is why it aggravates me that we 're in the era of a lot of high fantasy tv adaptations #yet you're all still sleeping on lloyd alexander #gwydion/achren would do NUMBERS if a big budget; high production value adaptation of the book of three dropped overnight #like imagine it with like richard armitage as gwydion and natalie dormer as achren #or maybe hannah waddingham as achren and iain glen as gwydion #you are telling me that people would not lose their minds #over this broken bird (and hot) evil queen and this jaded but very very heroic (and hot) warrior prince #who are implied to have *history* and have been drawn to each other against their better judgement #even though they are on opposite sides #and the whole part where she imprisons him and tries to get him to be her consort #(which he might even be up for if she switched sides)#like the cersei lannister girlies would be going feral and i wouldn't even blame them #and then later in the series; where the power dynamics have flipped and he's so gentle with her #and there's this beautiful sense of what perhaps once was and could maybe be again #but also can never be because doomed by the narrative and also by arawn #but idk maybe it would just be me; lloyd alexander (r.i.p. king) and like 3 other people #who's to say #ah well; back to my elena of avalor shipping crimes #gwydion x achren #chronicles of prydain

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thundertide · 7 months

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It's blog update time y'all~! <3

Two new muses have been added! Kyros, a Fatuus under the command of both Kagota and Childe ( @yoroiis ) who has some heavy ties to @waltzofphoenix's Diluc and Kaeya, and Rosalee, a frequently ill Fontanian girl with a particular fascination for magic and the things it could do to change her world.

Rules have been updated to add notes about Rosalee and Kyros to the triggers section, as well as recieved some minor tweaks here and there, like noting that while I'm caught up on the current plot, I like to take the game slowly and there's still much I don't know, having started playing only a year ago. I can't even consider myself a newbie anymore so time that changed-

Saiki's about has gotten a tiny update while it's in line for its major one: Her mother now has the name Adria, and is a woman who has heavy ties to a lot of things waiting in the wings for upcoming plots, much to Saiki's dismay and Adria's pure delight-

Kagota's about is now deemed an ongoing Work In Progress. It's been updated to reflect current plots, upcoming things, and general plotting going on, including her promotion to Operative shortly before the Fontaine chapter's start as well as her gaining a cryo delusion alongside it, her working with Childe under the Tartaglia name, carrying his vision rather than the Traveler, and the addition of a family section in her about to list out the members of her massive family, be they adopted, found family, in-laws, or blood, and her pregnancy during the Fontaine chapter with their firstborns. However, because of her closeness to Childe and how incredibly intertwined they are, something @yoroiis and I are constantly discussing and working with, and my outright refusal to step on the toes of canon if I can avoid doing so, she's also heavily impacted by the current archon quest events and with said quests as their own ongoing thing right now, I'm leaving her about as a WIP and will be tweaking and updating it as updates come in game, which also will leave her as very much still pregnant with her twins for the time being for anything set in the current point of the game's storyline due to an inability to pinpoint when their births occur. Please pardon the dust as things change and work themselves out over time regarding Fontaine, as future blog update posts like this will likely have more information on them regarding this.

Information on Kagota's abilities and fighting style with her cryo delusion will be added in future tweaks as a result of the previous point. I want to take this slow and think it out in full carefully, and use everything the game gives to work this out.

I think that's everything for this update round - I am still working heavily on things behind the scenes and there's a lot still upcoming being plotted and decided on pretty much every day, but I also don't like updating things without making posts like this to make them known, either! Even if it IS mentioning how much is staying as a WIP because agh, I have one mighty FONTAINE WHY waiting in the background for a LOT of the lore we're getting! XD

~Pom

#Out Of Poms [OOC]#Updating Pom.EXE [Blog Update]#Also a reminder note all my lore and such involving other characters is USUALLY tied to another person's portrayal #Aside from Signora and Dottore and the like at least #Specifically Yoroiis and Waltzofphoenix's muses <3 #I try to be fairly vague with other mentions of characters I don't have partners for - So those relationships #can still possibly be fleshed out later with those who write them <3 #But honestly tho Fontaine's lore and plots have been something else entirely??#And made me rethink a lot of things - Especially for Kagota - with the new info we're getting #Especially on things like the abyss and wtf is CHILDE DOING BOY YOU COME BACK HERE-#Kyros was already in the works before 4.0 dropped tho and Kasa ended up summoning out Rosalee with him tho so why wait #Unlike Adria SHE CAN KEEP WAITING TO BE ADDED nobody needs her yet-#Also as a note #yes Kagota is pregnant as of the Fontaine chapter and will remain as such until I can figure out when the twins are born #Without conflicting with the current plot or messing up her work in general #That... Might be a while tho; so if anyone needs any tags regarding it please do let me know <3

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quickhacked · 1 year

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every time i see johnny silverhand gifs on my dash i'm reminded of the fact i have vincent download the mf to his phone at some point in the timeline to then get him a body and now the man has a burger place. he's flippin burgers

#personal #idc if this shows up in the tag look at my funny canon boy #idc what people think i personally think it's the funniest thing to come out of the whole situation #it would happen somewhere after the broker chapter. vincent is chilling with lauren cato and thibault when they decide to do it #pick him up from beyond the blackwall like a mii character and put him in vincent's phone #and like a couple hours later it hits him what he's done and he's like Dear god. vitali is going to kill me #[he won't. but like. it's still funny]#the burger place thing spawned in my brain last summer because there's a place here in my town #called johnny's burgers. and i couldn't stop wheezing about it. so i made that canon #goes by the name robert again. vincent's oldest brother is named robert too and they hate each other so fucking much #anyway at this point it's canon in my canon but i might change that but right now i think it's too funny to just drop #not making this rebloggable though i don't trust anyone

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snurtle · 2 years

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orihime and renji swap au? like... renji gives his power to orihime, instead of rukia giving hers to ichigo? 😳 omg... bleach red version...

HA.. Bleach Red version- that's such a cute name! It reminds me of those fanmade Pokemon cartridges/ fanmade rom hacks you could occasionally find floating around in the ether. Surely that's already an established name someone's using! XD

But yes, you got it exactly right! It's literally just a main character/ their deuteragonist counterpart swap. Rukia> Renji, Ichigo> Orihime, and that's it! Just that one difference is enough to completely change how the universe shakes out!

For real, I think Renji and Orihime would have an interesting dynamic together. I've always seen Renji and Orihime as both being somewhat stuck in their own heads, albeit about different things. They both struggle with self worth and making their inner feelings known to the outside world. They're both deeply lonely, deeply unwilling to let other people see past the strong faces they put up without being seriously shaken first... and that's exactly the kind of pressure-pot desperation that makes for a big, life altering split second decision like "loan your powers out so you don't DIE on a mission that was supposed to be easy, that you weren't even supposed to BE on, surely this can't be the third stroke of bad luck on your already very bad day." .. and oops! Now you're a fugitive with a gal who, to the naked eye, is right up there with devout monks in levels of pacifism. Really good! Very nice. This won't be a problem at all! (He said, tattooed eyebrow deep in cold-sweat denial)

And MAN, Rukia's way of communicating her philosophy as a soul reaper vs. how RENJI might do the same thing to try and motivate/bully/inspire someone into taking up substitute work for him? Jesus Christmas. What a shitshow. I love it. I'm standing on the sidelines and crunching popcorn while the cars pile up on both sides of the highway.

#bleach red au #i'm tagging it as that because CUTE... it's going to live in my head rent free #i do think renji has an excellent business boy face though.. and the ability to think critically- tactically- and cleverly in a way that he #doesn't get much credit for #if he were to make his case to orihime as one of protection- and later on purification- or healing.. she might be receptive #to think of the eradication of hollows as the surgical excision of hatred from a festering wound in the heart....#that's an interesting one #but i am not entirely sure how intuitive such a connection might be to him #TACTICAL HE MAY BE... UNDERSTANDING OF OTHERS' EMOTIONAL STATES... NO... VERY NO....#Not to mention... I think early exposure to Orihime would change Renji's perspective on Rukia #They're in a similar situation.#A young person with no close family- living off the good graces of an emotionally absent but financially supportive relative?#who seems to view you both as a burden- a responsibility- and a preemptive failure #where have we heard that before?#also at the start of canon i think renji had been an assistant captain for ALL OF ONE MONTH #WHICH IS JUST.... HILARIOUS #the only other thing that would change significantly- i think-#is that tatsuki would probably take the place of chad in the spotlight #FULL love for my boy chad #but in a simple swap- tatsuki is to orihime what chad is to ichigo #which is... a confidante- a loyal friend- a concerned ally- and a strong and steady hand #LONG POST #au rambling #bleach

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