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“OMG! CHLOE TREATS HER FATHER SO TERRIBLY!” 😣
And I understand that!
However, Andre’s a grown adult man, not a freaking baby nor a little boy who needs his father’s approval anymore.
He’s the one who brought her into the world, enabled Chloe, spoiled her rotten, GAVE HER he privileges (the same ones Thomas claims she had), and set a bad example for her. HE put himself into the situation, so HE’S the one that has to deal with it. If you ask me, he needs to grow a spine and do his job as a father instead of expecting everyone to pity him for the bad mistakes that HE made lol 😂
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punkeropercyjackson · 3 months
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If i was Robin,i'd tweet 'Who the fuck is Batman' and then turn off my phone
Edit:D/p x DC racists found this and i kept seeing Jason x Fenton siblings so now it's unrebloggable.Sorry to my actually read comics niggas,as Jason husband and wife i draw the line at that for my own mental health.Also since it's been a few weeks since i made the edit but they keep liking this,even the shippers,i have a word for them:Kys
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azne09 · 5 months
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Currently writing a short story and my friend asked for illustration.
This man is my new winter hyperfixation 😔🤲✨
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watatsumiis · 8 months
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When You Can't Get Out of Bed (Genshin x Reader Drabbles)
Some days, it’s nigh on impossible to drag yourself out of bed, let alone get up and leave the house. What is meant to be a safe haven instead becomes a prison - albeit a comfortable one. Sometimes, all you need is somebody to take care of and comfort you until you’re ready to face the world once again. 
Content: Various characters x a gender neutral reader (who is implied to be struggling with depression/going through a hard time).
Characters: Albedo, Ayato, Capitano, Neuvillette, Thoma, Yae Miko.
Albedo doesn’t really understand what’s wrong, or why you’re acting the way you are. It’s just not something he can empathise with in the slightest. He may come off a little snippy or abrupt when he first finds you lying about in bed, but it’s more because he’s worried about you being unwell than anything else. He may leave you be for a bit while he does some reading up on the subject, but once he’s gathered enough information, he’s really good with you. He’s so patient and sweet and kind, and will sit in your room to keep you company while he does theory work if that’s something you’d benefit from. He encourages you to try grounding techniques and will bring you nice hearty meals to keep you going. He’s gentle and patient and will let you take things at your own speed without a single complaint.
Ayato has little to no idea about what to do. One of his parents would get like this occasionally when he was young, but he would usually just step up and take over their responsibilities without a word. When it’s you, however, he’s just not sure at all. He doesn’t want to leave you alone when you’re like this, nor does he want to smother you. He just wants you to know that you’re loved and cherished and that the Yashiro Commissioner has your back no matter what’s going on. If work calls for him, his final solution, as it often is, is Thoma, who he will have check up on you often, bringing in your favourite treats and other little gifts that Ayato has organised for you. You’ll likely end up with a bed covered in new trinkets, hand-written letters from Ayato’s desk and items of interest, as well as comfortable new blankets and pillows (and plushies, if that’s your thing) to keep you company while you recuperate. 
Capitano gets it. He’s been there. He’s a busy man, but if it seems like you’re in dire need of company, he’ll find a way to shirk his duties so that he can stay with you for as long as you need. He doesn’t really have many words of affirmation to give to you, but his actions more than make up for it. He’ll sit by your bedside and read to you (or tell you stories), make you all your favourite comfort meals, and just altogether be great company. He’s quiet, but his presence is soothing enough to make up for it. He’ll offer support in any way that he can, while also slowly encouraging you to get up and about in a way that’s so subtle that it ends up feeling like your own idea. He won’t force you or anything, but just offer little suggestions, or place things just a little out of your reach to encourage you to get up. He’s so so patient and sweet that you can’t even be cross with him for being so sneaky.
Neuvillette frets. He’s an extremely busy man, and he’s got no idea in the slightest about what to do when you suddenly become listless and not willing to leave your bed. This kind of behaviour simply isn’t in his wheelhouse at all. He’ll quickly start to prattle on about bringing doctors over and trying to help you in the most immediate way possible because he thinks you’ve contracted some illness or other. It takes someone else pointing out that you’re just sad or overwhelmed with life as a whole for it to finally click for Neuvillette. Sadness is absolutely in his wheelhouse, that’s just about where he lives at this point. Once he’s come to that realisation, he’s kind and sweet and patient, and will do his very best to try and cheer you up. He brings you bouquets of flowers and soft, pretty trinkets to brighten up your room a little more so that it doesn’t feel so lonely when he’s gone, and will tentatively try to coax you into leaving the house with various kinds of bribes. The Melusine will also quickly catch on to his preoccupation, and then by extension, you soon have an army of ocean-dwelling critters at your beck and call, trying their very best to help in any and every way that they can.
Thoma, bless his heart, tries his very best. It’s not something he can empathise with very much, but he quickly settles into the same routine that he does when you’re unwell, showering you in love and praise and various foodstuffs that he knows you like. He spoils you absolutely rotten, making sure there’s next to nothing that you have to do for yourself if he’s able to do it for you. He’ll chatter away to you as he mills about your room in his downtime, trying to boost your mood by recalling good times you’ve had together, or funny stories about things that have happened to him. He’s just a huge sweetheart overall and works so hard to make sure you’re comfortable and content, even if you’re not happy for whatever reason. He kind of gets stuck in his own head worrying about what (if anything) made you feel so down, but he won’t let it show in front of you, barring the few times when he might just directly ask you if there’s something going on that he doesn’t know about, if there’s anything at all he can help you with. He’s pretty heavy on the encouragement for you to get out of bed, insisting that being outside will help, but he won’t force you into it if you push back at all.
Yae Miko sort of teases at first in her signature, light-hearted way. She’ll poke and prod and try to rile you up by saying things that are not exactly kind to and about you, but it doesn’t take her long to realise that there’s something actually amiss. Once it finally clicks, she’ll go quiet and just ponder things for a bit before sighing dramatically and saying that she ‘supposes she could help’. Despite the teasing tone she puts on, she’s a very soothing presence to be around. She’ll move her editing setup to your room to keep you company, and have various subordinates bring you both plenty of delicious snacks to eat. Though she tries to mask it, it’s pretty obvious that she’s acting a little bit softer at this point in time, just to help keep you comfortable and happy. If you catch her at a particularly tender moment, she may just allow you to pet her ears or even her tails as she reads out the newest manuscript she’s received and asks for your opinions. She’s not exactly putting you to work, per se, but while you’re not predisposed, she will take advantage of your presence to help critique the various pieces of writing that come across her desk.
Please don't repost, steal, copy or otherwise plagiarise my writing! I do not consent for my works to be translated and posted elsewhere, or copy - pasted into bot or AI technology.
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kay-selfships · 8 months
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billiousserpent · 1 month
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Little midnight doodles
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angelbarelywrites · 1 month
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I remembered I had free will so here’s a quick doodle of me and my two giant bfs uwu
More fics coming this week!!!
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sandgambler · 13 days
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Obligatory birthday post!! I am officially 24 today!!
and every forest guardian is here to celebrate too!
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bri-in-ur-attic · 2 years
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Inspired by @//wake-uptoreality!!
Pt 2 is up!
Edit: finally found the artist!! >:000
The text is in Japanese so here's a screenshot.,.,.,
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• Kaeya, Itto
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•Aether, Thoma, Venti, Gorou, Bennett
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•Zhongli, Kazuha, Diluc, Xiao, Albedo, Razor, Chongyun
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•Ayato, Childe, Heizou, Xingqui
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mimiikw0 · 1 month
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MY first atyempt on drawing Father Ward hwehahseahahahahehehh
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idiotwithanipad · 16 days
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This may or may not be a shameless self-insert / new OC🙂‍↕️
She looks exactly like me but her personality is way off from mine😂And my name isn't Amy so there's that👍🏻
When I said I wanted to haunt Button House, I meant it🥹
I'm diabolical...
The Sun was out, the sky was blue, and the grounds were bustling with people frolicking about the green meadows. The ghosts made themselves busy by joining in the fun, watching the people playing golf, pretending that it was themselves who sipped casually on glasses of ice cold lemonade.
Julian stood beside each golfer and pretended that it was he who made the swing. The Captain analyzed each swing and it's accuracy, giving compliments to each hole-in-one scored. Fanny and Kitty basked in the sunshine and reminisced on the taste of lemon water and fresh fruit. Pat kept an imaginary score board and cheered each time someone even came close to getting a hole. Thomas stood idly beside the scout leader, shielding his eyes from the sun as each ball flew by.
A woman and a strangely dressed younger woman stood on the warm grass talking, nobody seemed to pay attention to them or their conversation, but a certain fur-clad someone lurked beside the younger woman, admiring the stars on her thick hoodie and trying to catch the sun raises reflecting off of her spiked choker.
Soon, the younger woman excused herself and turned on her thick heeled boot, heading back towards the house.
"Eh, typical. The youths nowadays don't appreciate a game of golf, do they, pat? Y'know, can't do a single thing without their smartphones". Julian scoffed, brushing off his cuffs and returning his attention to the next golfer. Pat watched as the woman disappeared back inside the house, shaking his head slightly; it baffled him how someone could want to skip out on such a beautiful day.
The woman passed reception and headed upstairs to one of the rooms, unlocking the door and heading inside. Her bag rested against the headboard of the bed, she sat down on the edge and reached inside for an item she'd been craving all day. She brought out a semi-cold can off Monster and cracked it open, the sweet scent making her dry mouth water.
"Ay, where you go?" Robin muttered, he took his eyes off the girl for only a moment to watch Julian 'swing', he could've swore he heard no footsteps or gravel crunching under her boots; they should've DEFINITELY made a sound with how big they were.
Curiosity tugged at his brain as he seemed to be puppeteered back to the house, sniffing around and looking left and right. Nobody saw him, but he was more than used to that, but as his eyes scanned the empty reception area, a violent coughing came from upstairs. Choking.
"Ooh..." Robin's eyes widened and his knees almost began to quake as he started up the stairs towards the noise. It got louder and louder and more severe as he went, followed by a startling 'thud'. He picked up his pace and began to smell a sweet, sickly stench coming from a door up ahead down the corridor.
The eerie silence which followed made him curious as he waited a few seconds before entering the room. He passed his head through the wooden door and looked around, his eyes almost immediately landing on the floor. Or at least, to the young woman from earlier lying on the floor, the sweet scented liquid spilled out onto the floor.
"AY! She dead!" Robin bounded back outside onto the lawns, his eyes bulging and his jaw slack. Everyone else turned to face him in confusion.
"What? Who's dead?" Fanny questioned, her stiff arm bobbing back and forth at her side as she turned to face the crazed caveman.
"Girl with big stompy boot! She-..." Robin held his hand up to his mouth, his pinkie stuck out as though he were holding a wine glass.
"Glug glug glug, crrck! -" His free hand came up to thump against his chest and his eyes rolled back. A supposed pantomime of someone dying.
The ghosts eyed each other, unable to hide the puzzled looks on their faces.
"... Come again" Pat chimed, clasping his hands together and bouncing up and down on his heels.
Robin groaned in exasperation and focus solely on Pat.
"Look, big stompy boot girl drink, have big cough, then dead. She upstair. Come!" Without waiting, Robin spun around and ran back towards the house, beckoning them as he went.
Suddenly full of curiosity, the rest of the group followed suit and remained silent.
"See? TOLD YOU!" Robin pointed. The girl stood in the corner or the room, staring down at her own body still lying dead on the wooden floor, the now empty Monster can free of her hand and crumpled slightly beside her. The rest of the ghosts gasped and gawked at the stranger. Her eyes, under their coat of eyeshadow and eyeliner bulged in horror.
"Oh, well, hello, pet. Welcome to Button House, my names Pat Butcher. Um, sounds a little awkard when you say out out loud, really, but you're a ghost now. Nothing to be frightened of" Pat beamed, seemingly forgetting about the arrow speared through his neck.
The girl's eyes kept darting between Pat and the bed, or better yet, what was under it.
"Uh, can someone- down 'ere.."A voice chimed. Thomas got down onto his knees and peered under the bed, spotting Humphrey's head resting on the polished floorboards.
"Oh no, not you, anyone but you-" Humphrey's pleads were cut short by Thomas grasping his head in his hands and pulling him up from under the bed, securing him into the crook of his arm. The girl's jaw hung loose as she stared at the decapitated head now facing her.
"Ah, there you are, uh, hello, my names Humphrey. I'm- just a head at the moment but my body should be somewhere around here" Humphrey mused; it'd been so long since he'd felt the fear of first becoming a ghost and reacting to the uncomfortable new fate.
The girl couldn't muster any words, except gawking and gasping at the unknown strangers stood before her, each one inching closer by the second.
"What are those beastly things clamped over her ears?" Fanny blurted, her eyes scanning the strangely dressed girl.
"Oh, I'm not sure, but she looks scared, Fanny. Let's not pry just yet". Pat suggested, looking back at the elder woman with an awkward grimace.
"Well anyway, she can be my friend, she can stay in my room. Can't you, new girl?" Kitty beamed, giggling and clapping her hands.
"Now now, Kitty, let's not get ahead of ourselves. The poor thing's scared to death, probably confused also, she just needs some guidance" The Captain asserted, ignoring his poorly timed pun, tucking his stick beneath his arm and pressing his heels together.
Robin lifted a finger and leaned forward.
"Uh, me find first" The caveman added proudly.
"Uh, actually, Robin, I've been under that bed for a week now, so technically I found her first" Humphrey bragged.
"You see her die from under there?" Robin pried.
"Well, no actually, I just saw her shoes. Or boots, rather. The size of those things-" Humphrey muttered, his forehead creasing at the mere memory of the giant stompers.
"I didn't see her fall to the floor, too far off to the side for me to see, so"
"HA! I hear her do big cough from all way downstair!" Robin blurted. The captain and Pat could tell the situation was becoming tense between Robin and Humphrey, as they watched the girl shuffle further into the corner, her knees gliding through a chair which was situated against the wall. She stared down at it in horror and leapt out of the way.
"Yeah, don't worry, Poppet, you get used to that" Humphrey smiled.
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ms--galactic · 3 months
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Mr. Henry??? { More like Mr. SCHMENRY }
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WhEw!!! Was he difficult to draw... CERTAINLY!! I have struggled w/ his hair style as you can see :⁠,^1 + tears 😭😭😭 clothes, etc 😬
I juST NoTiCed his EYEbROws one is not finished 😲😲😲
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I JUST KNOW SCHMENCER STARTED A RUMOR ABOUT SCHMENRY LOVING HELLO KITTY 😔
& guess what?? Schmencer probably eats caviar...IN THE BATHROOM
*just saying 💁
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR THE APPRECIATION FROM MY PREVIOUS POSTS 💜💜💜
ESPECIALLY for Mr. James, Mr. Diesel, Mr. Duck, & Mr. GorDON I mean Gordon, I SAID MR. GORDON ciehskENnzysJHjwnsk 🤠🤠🤠 & ANYBODY ELSE I HAVEN'T MENTIONED
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azne09 · 6 months
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Thomas
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The brainrot is real y'all— I drew him more in a few days than I drew some of my Ocs in years 💀💀
(My french fellas will find the joke in the second drawing hahaha)
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watatsumiis · 8 months
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Intense Concentration (Part 1)
Reactions to a reader who sticks their tongue out when concentrating intently on something.
Featuring: Ayato, Kaveh, Neuvillette, Thoma, Yae Miko, Zhongli
All platonic fluff!
Ayato finds it rather amusing. He won’t tell you, but you’ll find that he’s sneaking glances at you far more often than usual, hiding his smirk behind a gloved hand. After a while, he simply can’t help himself, and before you can react, he’s reached out and swiped the seal of an envelope over your protruding tongue so that he can close it. He won’t even make eye contact with you, acting as if it was an entirely sane and normal thing for him to do.
Kaveh mimics you. Not consciously, he doesn’t even process the fact that you’re doing it until all of a sudden he’s been doing it for ages while working on some diagram or other and now the tip of his tongue is all dry and he can’t quite figure out why. Once he’s finally savvy to it, he finds this habit of yours utterly adorable and will do it along with you on purpose just so that you match.
Neuvillette tries to disregard it, though he ends up failing rather spectacularly. He finds it super adorable, and recalls that Melusines will do the same thing. Once he’s drawn that parallel, he can’t seem to stop thinking about it, and may end up just looking over at you more often than not with a tiny smile on his face. He may eventually bring it up, but he’s sure to be polite about it and explains that he’s simply curious, not judgemental.
Thoma calls you out on it. Every. Single. Time. “Hey, put that thing away!” “I don’t think you’ll have much luck catching flies like that.” “You know, if you’ve been up to something mischievous, you’re obligated to let me know.” He seems to have infinite quips up his sleeve for this exact situation. He may occasionally stick his tongue out at you in return if he’s too busy or distracted to pull you up on it verbally.
Yae Miko thinks it’s weird, but also quite fascinating. She’s drawing all sorts of conclusions in her head, comparing you to different animals she’s caught with ‘blep’ expressions in the past. She’ll just watch you without a word and wait to see how long you might take to notice. If she starts to tire of this ‘game’, she may just reach out one finger to prod the tip of your tongue, then chuckle at your perplexed reaction.
Zhongli doesn’t really think much of it. He’s met plenty of people who do the exact same thing. Though he’s also a little bit fascinated by the reasoning behind why others do it. He may occasionally try it himself, though it may look a little unsettling thanks to his abnormally long forked tongue, and the fact that it tends to subconsciously flick about, much like it would when he’s scenting the air for danger in his more draconic form.
Please don't repost, steal, copy or otherwise plagiarise my writing! I do not consent for my works to be translated and posted elsewhere, or copy - pasted into bot or AI technology
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klein-sodor-bahn · 5 months
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They did something silly and maybe dangerous
Just more wholesome Scott and Miss Addams stuff. Living life to the fullest.
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cutejk123 · 4 months
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Merry Christmas 2023 🎄🎄
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Me and my comfort characters says merry Christmas 🎄
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