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Sander sides as high schoolers + some head cannons!!
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but steel is heavier than feathers original by yura moonbow
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Round 2 with another scene~
Mob AU by clownsuu
This took...several days to finish, I've just had such low energy for it but..it's done. (Though I've begun to debate on keeping Mystic a {part-time} singer in this AU.. we'll see)
Speedpaint
Simply put: character bot an I were just batting a ball back and forth and this scene spawned.
Mystic hears word of some rivals dropping by the club just to see..to see why Wally's club is such talk and everything. An Mystic (very much being me xD) is a bit competitive, and is like "mm...I gotta show off~ Time to make Wally look fantastic!" XDDD So she starts pulling all the stops while preforming including spending a bit of her attention on the rival, even slipping his cigar away, taking a puff, and then giving it back. After that she goes to Wally and puts the majority of her attention on him, stealing his drink and taking a sip...
She regrets both these actions after because in the moment: Beautiful, chefs kiss, very confident ver pretty, get all those men's hearts...
Afterwards.. She just tastes all of it and is like "Worth it...maybe" (Dislikes alcohol and smoking)
But yeah... This is one of some scenes, and ideas I've had.
Barnaby an her are not the best together..they tolerate each other but..Barnaby doesn't like her very much xDD An he has decent reason: Mystics snarky and opinionated as hell.
Howdy is basically a childhood friend, so yee they have a good bond there.
First time drawing both of them too so~ I think they turned out pretty alright ^^
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BLUE VELVET
(Elvis x Reader)
summary: After a heated argument with Elvis you hand his engagement ring back and head to Vegas where he finds you once again though this time it's followed by an overwhelming rollercoaster of events as you live on to tell your story with the king
A/N: Hii This is my first fic and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing this first part. I have ideas flowing through my head DAILY so I was like why not get into writing yk? I wanna be able to write more of this story because I just have so much to think about it. This part is a bit boring but plz bare with me because the next chapter will be so much better I swear! I plan to have smut in this story so look out for that?!? but yeah enjoy!!!
Fandom/character - ELVIS
Fem!Reader, NOTPROOF READ
TW: Cursing, Brief Mentions of alcohol/Drinking, Brief mention of death (kinda?), typical Elvis things ofc , LET ME KNOW IF MORE
If you want a better view of how the reader is I recommand listening !!!
Vegas, 1969
Click, and The flash goes off on the camera that's shooting you getting every angle Click and again. You like to make sure the photographer gets every piece of you to show off the gorgeous curves you have been saving.
After handing back an engagement ring from Elvis Presley you left and became a serious actress in Las Vegas you have made it your Home. You made yourself a home in the biggest suite at the only international hotel. You were quite a big deal here. You decided it was time to make a name for yourself instead of just being Elvis’ girl and being no one. You thought acting would do you well for now since you were only starting. It's been only a year since you started but you already have your face plastered on magazines and movie posters. It would be overwhelming at times but you learned to enjoy it quickly with all the gifts and treatment you would give yourself.
The fame has indeed made you happy until the storm of loneliness hits you like a truck. Money can buy you happiness but only temporarily, you’ve been missing the touch and feel of a man since your last love. You’re starved for affection really, as dumb as it sounds all you craved was the potential marriage you had left behind.
Your thoughts cave into you at once hitting you fast. The bright studio lights feel as if they are 10x brighter than before hitting you in all directions. You then hear your photographer shout and your photoshoot is all wrapped up in seconds “Alright we’re all set for today Ms. Y/L/N” your photographer says while putting his camera to the side. “Thank you” You flash him a quick smile not being a big talker even though you're an actress. You wrap yourself up with the robe left for you and walk toward your dressing room.
Once you reached your dressing room you walk in with a cold breeze of air hitting you like you just walked into heaven itself. You race for your chair that's waiting for you by your giant vanity and are in a rush to take off your heels that have been killing you all day you just could not stand heels anymore. Now that they were finally off you reach for the box of makeup wipes that were sitting by the gigantic vanity mirror next to all your essentials.
You grab a small wipe and gently start rubbing your face off any unnecessary makeup that was needed for the shoot, but you leave your eyeliner untouched. You were quite known for having eyeliner most of the time you were just so fascinated by the way it was worn. Elvis had taught you how to do eyeliner when you first met him and have been doing it ever since, it was just so beautiful to you.
After wiping away almost any makeup left you grabbed the closest wine glass you could find which was by the mini wine fridge you had installed yourself under your vanity dresser. You were quite proud of yourself for that! You reached down to grab the glass and the old wine bottle almost empty sitting on the floor and poured yourself what was left. You made your way to a black velvet couch that was sitting in the middle of the room and made yourself comfortable. You flicked on the television and flickered through the channels til you found a soothing romance movie that was playing, you decided to just go with that. You managed to finish the wine after the first 10 minutes of watching and placed your empty glass on the black marble coffee table.
After a couple of hours had gone by you were awakened by a loud knock on your door “Who is it?” you shouted “Its me Y/N, now open this gawd damn door!” hearing the voice you knew exactly who it was
You got up from the couch and ran over to the door to open it and see it was your best friend Ana.
You and Ana became friends way before you and Elvis got engaged, she actually was a wife of jerry schilling a member of the Memphis mafia, she eventually helped you move to Vegas and get yourself involved in the movie industry.
“Whats brings you to this fine place of mine, Princess Ana” you say twirling around showing her your dressing room
“Well, I came here to invite ya to a show tonight!” Ana said with a smile poking through her
“Oh, really, and who could possibly be performing” you say turning around to grab yourself a snack of a banana with a nice whip of peanut butter.
“Egh-uh- Just a local band, they were invited by the international!” Ana spat out with a stutter
You turned back around to her with a small side eye
“hmm alright, ill go, under one condition!”
“Anythin’ Darlin” Ana shook her head and through her hands up in a pleading pose
“Drinks on you” you took a bit of your banana
“Oh I knew you were going to say that, don’t worry it's all on international tonight” she gave you a wink and quickly made her way out
“Oh and don’t forget, the shows are at 7:30!” and she was gone
A couple of hours had gone by since
Realizing the time, you dropped peanut butter on your gorgeous robe “Shiet” you whispered shuffling into your closet. You shift through your hangers and the many costumes that just stayed there hanging.
After a few minutes of shifting back and forth you landed on a blue velvet mini-dress it was strapless and perfect for the night it came with a pair of blue velvet gloves. You quickly grabbed them and rushed out of your closet to get dressed and ready, you slipped on the mini dress, it fit perfectly around your curves and complemented your breasts.
You went to your vanity and added a beautiful dark red lip and enhanced your black mole above your lip, you decided to add a small lash to be just a bit dramatic, and you then went to fix your hair that sat in a long bouffant on your head. After adding the finishing touches you slipped on your blue gloves and grabbed your clutch and headed out the door. It was already 7:00 pm by the time you were done getting ready, the show started at 7:30 so you felt in no rush. For now at least.
Walking through the studio you headed out the front and there was a black Cadillac waiting for you to take you back to the international.
Press was already swarmed by ur side trying to get every angle of you, FLASH CLICK FLASH CLICK you hear as you walk through smiling and waving as a driver opens your door for you. Grabbing onto the handle you pushed yourself inside and landed on the tan seats of the Cadillac then giving the press a blown kiss and closed the door. The driver sped away into the next lane and on the road to the hotel.
You stare out the window watching the lights pass in streams, this was one thing you loved about being in Vegas, the lights were something to absolutely die for.
While pulling to the front of the hotel the sign of the international hotel beams in front of you...
‘INTERNATIONAL bill miller presents… ELVIS’
The driver finally made it to the hotel and opened your door, you placed one foot on the floor and hopped out, you grabbed your clutch that was sitting right next to you. You started making your way toward the front while the press was forming once again, you were smiling and waving while people were handing you pictures of yourself to sign.
While signing pictures you landed on a picture of you and Elvis together next to his pink Cadillac, he had his hand wrapped around your waist and a cigar in another, both of you smiling. You felt as though people still considered you together. You quickly signed it and handed it back to whoever it came from, you rushed inside and made your little way to the showroom where every wall had a picture of Elvis plastered on it.
Walking into the room it was already very dim since it was mere minutes before the man of the hour would appear, the room was filled with many small tables and booths for its size. The tables were covered in a white satin tablecloth and had small candles with bowls of champagne submerged in ice, the tables were set for a big night ahead of them.
You were already late so you tiptoed through the crowd that was already in place, you saw Ana sitting at one of the booths straight in the middle with the best view of the small stage. Slowly making your way to the table you rushed to take your seat next to her.
“Thought you stood me up sugar,” Ana said with a side eye followed by a smirk “Oh me? Never dear,” you said while grabbing the champagne out of the ice.
“A band Ana? I didn’t know the Band was ELVIS!?” you said while facing Ana nursing her drink
“Listen Y/N it's been years you’re in the clear trust me,” she said with a smile plastered across her face excited to see the show that was about to take place
You hadn't seen Elvis since the night you two got into a fight and you handed his ring back to him. You felt all the feelings you could feel run straight through you, you were about to see the man whose heart you shattered and never saw again.
You couldn’t help but feel guilty, what he thinks of you if he saw you? All the feelings that had rushed through you when he appeared.
There he was, the beautiful man you once loved and would’ve just about anything for. Elvis walked onto the stage greeting the crowd, he was dressed in a black herringbone suit with a dark blue satin scarf tied around his neck. He walked out holding his signature guitar and a beautiful smile on his face.
Due to your best friend's horrible choice of seating, it wasn’t long before Elvis looked your way and quickly recognized who you were.
You gave him a warm smile and a little wave hoping he wouldn’t hate you, but you saw his nervousness fade away when a smile started to appear across his lips. You felt a small relief in your chest as you saw the light in his eyes twinkle while looking in your direction, you shifted in your seat getting yourself comfortable for the show
He started the show with introductions then slowly made his way into suspicious minds, you could tell this was his favorite by the way he was moving, he was so charismatic and you could feel yourself falling in love with him once again. After a couple more songs Love me tender finally started to play, surprisingly you saw Elvis starting to kiss every fan in the front row of the stage.
Love me tender
Love me sweet
Never let me go
You have made my life complete
And I love you so
While singing Elvis walked down the steps to the side of the stage and made his way to the line of booths that you were sitting at, he started to kiss every girl that was within them.
Love me tender
Love me true
All my dreams fulfilled
For my darlin' I love you
And I always will
Elvis quickly approaching your booth would every so often pick his head up and check to see if you were still in the seat he saw you in or even if he was even dreaming.
You felt your body go hot, your hands were gathering sweat in them as you were watching him approach you. Your heart was galloping as fast as a horse in a derby race, waiting for his touch.
He finally reached your table and slowly lowered the microphone he was holding singing the end of love me tender, he bent over the large round table and quickly latched his lips on yours. The feel of his pillow lips was so warming, he kissed you as if you were engaged again.
He finally pulled away and with the microphone low he whispered a small request that you couldn’t quite hear after having the beating of your heart ringing in your ears.
He walked his way back towards the stage turning back around to give you a small smile.
After another hour the end of the show finally arrived, and you were quite tired and ready to leave.
Slowly sliding out of the booth you grabbed your clutch and stood to face Ana.
“You’re not leavin’ are ya?” Ana says with a frustrated tone in her voice
“I'm a bit worn out Ana and it's late,” you said rubbing your head a bit
“Oh don’t say that! You can't tell me that kiss from Elvis didn’t wake ya?! I saw you turn redder than a tomato” Ana chuckles at you “ooo redder than a tomato” mocking Ana's voice
“c’mon now we're invited to the after party!” she says as she grabs your arm guiding you out of the showroom...
Your heart flutters at the fact you might see Elvis again, but you're truly scared to talk to him. Your mind turns into a little schoolgirl when you think of him but you can't help it.
After Ana had led you into the main hall of the hotel you see the showroom start to slowly empty out and into a backroom full of actors and actresses to see their king
You and Ana follow the crowd into the back which its crowded and full of people, the room has a large bar on the side and a large red curved couch taking up most of the space.
“Now this is what I call a show Y/N!” Ana shouts before vanishing into the crowd.
‘What a crook, guess ill have to keep me busy’ you think
Only a few minutes in and you have already lost your talkative and only friend, you head straight to the bar in hopes to cheer yourself up from the night you have encountered already.
“ ‘scuse me?” you says waving your hand to the bartender “Hi, May I please have a whiskey, on the rocks”
“Of Course Ms. Y/L/N” the bartender says spinning around to get to work
You turn back around facing the crowd crossing your legs to keep decency, you peer around to make sure no Elvis Presley is in your sight.
Elvis, just hearing or thinking of his name sent a lump in your throat, almost as if someone was choking you to death.
The love you felt for Elvis was almost... Unreal? It would hurt then times it felt good, he was the love of your life but you weren’t ready to face him not just yet...
Lost in thought you hadn't even noticed the bartender trying to get your attention, “Ms. Y/L/N? Ms. Y/L/N?” the bartender repeated.
Looking over your shoulder “Oh my goodness I apologize I was completely lost in thought”
“No problem it's normal for me almost every day!” the bartender said with a chuckle
You giggle as you grabbed the glass and turned back around but as soon as you turn you are met with a chest directly in front of you
“Ugh-” you let out a small yelp “I'm so sorry I can't seem to get myself together toda-” you stop dead in your sentence to look up and see Elvis towering directly in front of you
“Hello, Honeybee”
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obey me brothers as taylor swift fans pt. 1
what's their favorite album? their favorite songs? are they a vocal fan or is taylor a guilty pleasure of theirs?
characters included: Lucifer, Mammon, and Leviathan
i have. so many thoughts on this. i had to expel this from my brain before it drove me nuts. part 2 will include the younger brothers. i will probably make a part 3 with the dateables once i think on it a little longer. my credentials: i've been a swiftie since the debut/fearless era, so i know my shit. obey me swifties rise up
content warning: very brief discussions of death
Lucifer: The Evermore Fan
let it be known that this is not his fault.
lucifer really only listens to his beloved classical vinyl records. he's not one to keep up with musicians, especially not musicians from the human world.
he spent one afternoon retrieving asmodeus from a coffee shop in town. it was a quaint little establishment known for incorporating touches from both the human and celestial realms into its theming. the cozy, bookish sitting area wasn't exactly where he expected his flamboyant younger brother to be, but to each their own.
an unfamiliar song from the human world played over the speakers of the coffee house. a low, pleasant female voice drifted through the murmurs of the coffee shop. lucifer didn't stick around for very long-- he only a small snippet of the music that day. then why was he still thinking about it more than a week later?
he couldn't get that damn song. out. of. his. head.
he's tapping his pen against his desk to the rhythm. the snippet of the lyrics he caught is playing on repeat while he does the laundry. it's driving him absolutely fucking nuts.
through a few nonchalant questions and some digging in his free time, he finally got the name of the song and the artist (note: it was willow). with a bit more finagling, he finally got his hands on a vinyl for the deluxe version of evermore.
he finds an evening where all of his brothers are out of the house, pours himself a glass of demonus, and puts the vinyl on. at the very least, even if he hates it, he can at least purge the song from his head that'd been lingering for the past few weeks.
... it's a much better record than he expected.
something about the combination of the earthy instrumentals and the artist's heavenly alto really soothes the soul.
the evermore vinyl becomes one of his favorites-- one that he keeps stashed at the back of a cabinet, of course. he had no interest in hearing any questions his brothers might have if they happened to find it in his office.
the complexities of the melodies and the poetic lyrics speak to him. he has a particular fondness for marjorie-- a song about losing a loved one and carrying them with you as you continue on in life. i don't feel the need to spell out why he likes this one in particular.
evermore is an album lucifer never thought he'd find, nor did he believe he'd enjoy. but now it's become a good record to turn to when he's alone and has a free night to himself. he might not know much about the artist (she is a human world musician, after all, and he's much too busy to keep up with human culture), but he holds such fondness for this soothing autumn-y record.
favorite songs: champagne problems, marjorie, evermore (feat. bon iver)
Mammon: The Reputation Fan
mammon, like his brother asmo, prides himself on keeping in touch with all the latest trends that pass through the devildom. after the exchange program began, a renewed interest in human pop culture took roots in RAD.
very few pieces actually stuck, but mammon took it upon himself to get cozy with all that lame human stuff. he has a lame human back at home, y'know? what kind of friend would he be if he didn't at least know a little about what's popular up above? so he spends a free afternoon digging through the newspaper's recent post on devilgram about what humans supposedly like.
... taylor swift, huh? well, mammon isn't going to deny that she's hot. especially in that sparkly black leotard on stage... what, is that like, a tour or something? is she popular enough to tour? this is... the reputation tour. huh. seems interesting enough.
what started as interest through thirst quickly became interest in earnest as he watched some of the tour performances. he's like a crow, drawn in by flashy lights and sparkles. this little endeavor, originally meant to take no more than an hour or two, ate up the rest of his night.
suddenly it's 2am on a thursday night-- he's supposed to be asleep, yet here he is, deeply entrenched in the reputation lore. what a jerk that kanye guy is, interrupting her on stage like that! then to lie about her on social media with that fake phone call-- oohh! he's pissed! mammon ends up more mad about the taylor drama than taylor herself. it's been years. people have moved on (another day, another drama, drama). not him, though (all he thinks about is karma).
we all know that mammon, despite all appearances, is a massive simp. so it makes sense that he would really like an album full of love songs. reputation is an album about falling in love at your lowest, about someone finding you broken and loving you through it all. he's a sucker for that sort of messaging.
this obsession-- stanship, fan behavior, whatever you'd like to call it-- is, of course, private. he's a cool, slick casanova. unfortunately for taylor, she doesn't quite mesh with that image. no worries, though. their connection is strong, even if it is kept just between them. (she's his ruri-chan)
reputation holds a special place in his heart because it's the moment when taylor finally finds her one true love (which he found through his intensive research) and accepts being the fear and happiness that comes along with it-- what? no! he's not crying! there's just... dust in his eye! yeah! dust in his eye, and new year's day just happens to be playing, coincidentally, totally unrelated--
so his interest might have started out surface-level. he might have been drawn in by flashing lights and glitter (plus the appeal of understand the human's culture better than his brothers), but by the end of it all, mammon is a certified swiftie. not that he'd ever admit it, though.
favorite songs: don't blame me, king of my heart, call it what you want
Leviathan: The Fearless Fan
... hear me out. i'm well aware this is sort of an odd choice, but i stand by it.
leviathan doesn't really... date. like at all. he's very content fixating on his 2D waifus and distancing himself from normie stuff. and that's all fine and good. but those times when he lifts his head up from his game to see his brothers getting close with others, while he locks himself in his room and shuts everyone out? it stings a little.
you remember that old rudolph movie, the one with the little blonde elf dentist? specifically, his line "you can't fire me, i quit!" in one of the songs? i promise i have a point here
i feel like levi has that sort of complex about love. i think there's a hopeless romantic somewhere deep in there, buried under all the layers of deflection he uses to keep everyone out.
all of this to say: he loves old taylor swift music.
taylor's early works revolve around the highs and lows of young love, woven together in fantastical stories that cast a rose-colored light. levi lives vicariously through this music.
it actually fits him well because he can experience the complex emotions of love packed into a three minute song, all from the comfort of his room and without fear of rejection!
that being said: if anyone were to catch him jamming out to taylor swift in his bedroom, he'd end it all right then and there.
he's very careful to hide this interest from his brothers. anime? video games? sure, they can understand that. but girly, lovey-dovey taylor swift? they'd never let him hear the end of it!
make no mistake, though-- he is a diehard fan. he watches her live performances on deviltube. he knows all her biggest hits. he'd have merch if any of it was subtle.
fearless is his favorite album because it throws itself into being hopelessly, passionately, clumsily in love. he admires how unashamed it is to be so, y'know... normie. cringe, in his eyes. vulnerability? yikes!
he likes the love songs best. sure, there are plenty of good breakup songs on fearless, but he's here to imagine himself lost in young love, not getting dumped. he likes the idea of romantic tension, of dancing in the rain, of friends finally becoming lovers after secretly pining for one another for ages-- especially that last one. he hopes one day he might get caught in a friends-to-lovers plot and fall in love with someone he knows like the back of his hand.
levi knows he is a simple hopeless romantic. but when he plugs his headphones in and turns on taylor's music, he feels, just for a moment, like maybe the pursuit of romance isn't so hopeless after all.
favorite songs: fearless, love story, you belong with me
[psst... yeah, you. did you want a link to the spotify playlist? here it is. it already has the songs for part 2 on there, so beware of spoilers for the next post!]
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Dippy pen featuring steampunk Genos
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wishing star in a jar in jar of stars with a jar of stars with jars of more jars of more stars
@wishingstarinajar
this was meant to be a sketch but it took more over 3 hours ;-;
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Just out of curiosity, If I decided to post my combination of every map of Narnia and Adjoining Lands + the Eastern Sea, how many people would be interested in seeing it, because I would like to share it because I have spent a lot of time on it. It is not yet finished and won’t be for a few months but when it is…
#narnia#lion witch wardrobe#prince caspian#narnia aslan#wildlands of the north#archenland#calormen#the great eastern ocean#map#cartography#fictional map#book maps#this took for fucking ever#compass#geography#art#digital drawing#digital fanart#drawing#old maps
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It's an Honor
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Siri? Play “HOT DEMON BITCHES NEAR U ! ! !” on Apple Music.
Version without text under the cut
#dorohedoro#demon oc#demon girl#Gore Gambit#buff women#muscular women#og art#this took for fucking ever#but i love it#like look art her evil little face#pro wrestling#hey there delilah#corpse husband#chainsaw man#black artist#black girl magic#artists on tumblr#procreate#original character#female character design#Delilah the Destroyer#devils#sludge punk#afropunk
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soft ivyfrost …
#kiaraivy#oc#jackfrost#jack frost#jiaraship#ivyfrost#character art#lovers#jackfrostxkiaraivy#rotg jack frost#rotg#kiara#jiara#love#animation#short animation#this brain rot is actually so nice#this took for fucking ever
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Skate park :] + a shitty doodle (again)
#ed edd n eddy#eene fanart#double d#eene eddy#he fell off the skateboard :(#this took for fucking ever#and I still don’t know if I like it#:(
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It’s finally done! Fave bits - Izzy’s foot and Roach’s bat full of nails.
#ofmd#our flag means death#cross stich#this took for fucking ever#I started with Stede after the first episodes
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DAMIEN THORN ONG 💯🤑
#south park#damien south park#damien thorn#killing myself#queef jerky#sighs loudly#this took for fucking ever
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I wish we could hold the axe in phototopia that would be perfect
#i tried my best#you can only do so much on animal crossing#this took for fucking ever#i was this close to quittings#the girl with pink hair is me#i was not gonna change my character to Paul i already spent too much time on patrick and the house#patrick bateman#slasher fandom#slasher fucker#slashers#american pyscho#i ran back and forth to change colors and to buy random stuff to make the house#i spent 13000 bells#i don't have motivation for the Bates motel anymore#animal crossing horror#animal crossing new horizons#animal crossing#just pretend the villager with pick is Paul Allen
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