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I will never get tired of these two
#ben willbond#larry rickard#laurence rickard#rickbond#I couldn't sleep#so I made myself a new phone wallpaper#it's a bit wonky#but I'm sleep deprived#and yes#I randomly just started on a fic based on this#because it looks like a movie poster for a story about two hitmen falling in love#i regret nothing#so far#the six idiots#my art#fanart#digital art
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B...bunny...
#hello#I couldn't sleep#even drawing this was a struggle tbh im rly tired but i just couldn't sleep#happy easter i guess LMAO#late easter really#just wanted to do something bunny related i dont actually celebrate#doesn't stop the grope wwx train#bc im so out of it i dont really see this as my style it looks weird lmao#still kinda cute tho#GOM x Bunnies?#Happy GOM au with bunnies *sleepy nod*#mdzs#bunny#lan wangji#wei wuxian#wei ying#lan zhan#wwx#lwj#wangxian#mo dao zu shi#the grandmaster of demonic cultivation#mdzs fanart
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FS Fandom in a nutshell:
#i couldn't sleep#four swords adventures#four swords#four swords manga#i'm not wrong#enjoy my sloppy handwriting#op here is tired
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I couldn't sleep much last night so I made silly sketches.
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I need the Drifter to kiss Eris, so badly, so I wrote myself a fic. well, and for anyone who also can't get them out of their head 😭❤️ warning for very minor spoilers for the new lorecard.
also on ao3
"Ready, Moondust?"
The Drifter looks up at her, the magnificent figure, made stronger by tithes of dozens of faithful Guardians.
Eris stares back at him, and for a moment he feels a wash of horrifying anxiety that she cannot, would not let go. That the power is too much to deny, that revenge was her new name, a title of a Witch Queen.
But she promised. She must.
She breathes in. He cannot breathe.
The circle lights up, Hive runes activating to the witch's calling. Eris chants, her voice echoing off the walls, scattering powerfully, rattling in the Drifter's brain. Her eyes never leave his face, and he looks back at her, willing to be her guide and beacon. A thread she somehow managed to tie around his heart.
"Come back to me," he thinks. "I've been waiting."
The seals of the witch's ritual begin to fall apart. They crumble to dust, taking away all that brought Eris to her new found power. Her wings crush to dust and bone, the spikes of her armour detach.
The Drifter watches with reverence, eyes following the crumbs of chitin that drop from Eris' shoulders. She cries out as it releases her, and her cries are of regret and immeasurable strength.
Her eyes are shining its familiar green, unobstructed by any fabric.
The Drifter waits until the final streak of circle energy dissipates, and he rushes forward to catch Eris' body in his arms. She goes pliantly, surprisingly so, as he steadies her on the ground. His body jolts from the sensation, the weight of her in his arms. He longed to hold her, he would not fucking let go now.
"It's all right," he mutters as Eris comes to her senses. The Drifter waits until she pushes him away, but it never happens. She clutches onto him instead, her hand curling around him.
"Germaine…"
Tenderness. Such tenderness in her voice. He wants to put his real name in her mouth, just to know what it sounds like from her lips, but this is good enough.
"Eris…"
She looks up at him. Her hair is a mess, her face is streaked with Hive darkness. He cannot think of another woman so strong, and so vulnerable. A secret she allows him to keep, because she knows he will. They have built themselves a raft of trust amidst the ocean of uncertainty.
His hand cups her cheek. He thinks he might go crazy from the very sensation of her against his palm.
"You've waited…" she says. "Despite everything."
"Said I would."
"You don't have to wait any longer."
What she means is so many things. And he chooses it to be the one, he closes the miniscule distance until his mouth is on hers, and that's when the Drifter understands - it was all worth it.
She is everything. Warm mouth and magic and trust. She is grief and vengeance. She is power and knowledge.
She is the woman he wanted to kiss for so long.
Eris kisses him back, mouth to his mouth, tongue to his tongue. Minutes, seconds, all loose their meaning, all bow to the queen no more. Their lips move, hungry and harsh, but then sweet and careful, before becoming hungry again.
"You…" her words trail off when they pull away. No, he could never quite find the words either, so he smiles.
"Yeah, Moondust?"
His forehead rests against her cheek.
But she only shakes her head. She smiles. Her fingers trail over his lips, then cup his face.
And it is then that the Drifter knows that he is hers. At last.
#destiny 2#destiny 2 spoilers#drifteris#eris x drifter#fanfiction#driftcreates#do not ask me what hour of morning it is#I couldn't sleep
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Angel Devil ♡
#chainsaw man#angel devil#angel devil chainsaw man#angel devil csm#csm#my art#sd art#drawing#manga#illustration#art#digital art#anime#artists on tumblr#draw#i couldn't sleep#it's too windy outside#so i finished this
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#i couldn't sleep#so i drew some eugenes#it's past 3am already omg#i have class in like 5 ish hours#whatever i like him#sorry not sorry for being gay asf#eugene animal crossing#animal crossing eugene#eugene ac#ac eugene#eugene#animal crossing#my art#doodles
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❝ i don't remember when exactly i read my first comic book , but i do remember exactly how LIBERATED and subversive i felt as a result . ❞
#stranger things rp#stranger things roleplay#netflix rp#horror rp#st rp#* hello it me. / self promo.#i lied#i couldn't sleep#so new promo whoops
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#i couldn't sleep#was looking back on some fusion stuff and holy guacamole#what do you know Vulcan is a furry in most of the comics#and as someone who likes drawing fur but is really bad at drawing animals#naturally i panicked and doodled him#vulcan#ninjago vulcan#kai and cole fusion#ninjago fusion au#kai smith#cole brookstone#ninjago#saline-coelocanth
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I finished watching King’s Tide and I just...
#King's tide#the owl house#toh#so much has happened#its so overwhelming#I can't take it guys#ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh#agony#pure agony#its 4 am right now#I couldn't sleep#my goodness man#it destroyed me
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these are the 4 images that exist of katheryn in that dress that drove me Mad in the middle of the night
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One day at a time
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I haven't heard from my pharmacy if I have my meds in stock and if I can pick it up and I've been out of everything besides some extra estradiol I've had, so I've been feeling so fucking bad tbh. I hate the like. Stink my body makes off of estrogen. It sucks.
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— ghosts of them
Please don't copy or repost my work, reblogs are much appreciated <3
— blurbs #1
— word count: 392
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“You know, I’ve always wanted to write.” You whisper, words cut through the thick summer air softly.
“Whatever for?” The voice asks.
“Well.. I don’t know.”
“Then what are you even writing?”
“Stories. Words. I don’t care, really.” You sigh. “As long as it makes my heart less heavy.”
You're lying on the wet grass, hands underneath your head. Your light-colored jeans stained green slightly. Eyes scan for every bit of comfort the starry sky has to offer. It isn’t much but to your aching soul, any little bit would have to do.
There used to be a sparkle in those eyes. One just like the stars you're taking in.
“Is it… heavy now?” The voice ghosts over you in a whisper.
They're right here, right next to you. Though you couldn’t see them, you knew it. The wind delivers their words and their embrace, once in a while, letting you know that they're there. They have always been there.
They're lying beside you, arm propping themselves up to watch you watch the sky. It’s their favorite thing to do, watch you and listen to you talk about the most random things on the planet, but mostly watch you.
You stay silent at their words. It never stopped since you left.
The nearby leaves rustle, and the wind ghosts your skin. It’s their desperate attempt at comforting you. Their way of pulling you close. They would hug you tight if they could, letting you sob into their shoulder over the things that heavy your fragile heart. You know they would.
You can feel your stomach tying itself into a knot at the thought of its being them. In a dark corner of your heart, you know it is. It hurts because it's true. They were your everything, and now they are all but just the wind passing by.
You befriended the wind. You learned its antics, soaks in its breeze, feels every last bit of the words it carries, as though you were feeling them.
It doesn't ever feel like enough.
Your heart aches and you're afraid to turn to look at them. You know when you do, you'll see nothing but green grass glistening under the moonlight. You'll feel the wind for what it truly is, just another warm breeze of summer air. You'll be reminded of reality.
Cruel reality.
#blurbs#i couldn't sleep#so here we are#i'm horrible at this#comfort character#comfort character x reader#mid-october-tea#mid-october-tea writes
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