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shooks-stupid-stuff · 2 years
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3.
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nebulousjay · 1 month
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Okay I really need to go to bed but I need to let out my demons over awesamdream. I just think it would make for such a cute fic
Two gentle giants and especially Dream with his praise kink oh they would be so cute together. And both so large too, but they just want softness together and their beards scratching together when they kiss
And if it's one of their first times the other one would be so unbelievably gentle and I'm just obsessed with their ship atm
They would absolutely bathe together and insist on washing the other and Sam would especially love washing Dream's hair and Dream would borderline fall asleep while he does and eugheugheugh
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linesfromzaun · 2 years
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Silco cries watching titanic, especially loves the scene with jack in the water and rose floating on the door.
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deadmanzpartyz · 1 year
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Gn
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infizero · 1 year
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i drew so many grians today you guys have no idea
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actual-changeling · 5 months
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i crave the emotional catharsis that would come with crowley taking care of his plans, in so much pain but swallowing it down and pretending it's not real, finally having the mental breakdown he deserves.
he's taking care of his plants, a detached look on his face, misting them and making sure they're all healthy and have enough space to grow. after he returned, he stopped talking to them for the most part. they welcomed him back, they had missed him—shax is not the nicest or most interesting company to keep—and now they're worried.
crowley sleeps, paces, mists his plants, gets drunk, and sleeps some more. everything to stop feeling. until he sees a leaf spot on one of them. a tiny imperfection, barely worth a shout, and yet.
a tremor works it way through him, his knees always giving out, and he presses one palm against the wall to keep himself upright. wave after wave of shame, bright and stabbing in the middle of his chest, reminds him why he left.
not good enough.
crowley had tried, someone knows he tried. it's hard to regain a soul, harder yet to shape it into something worth loving, someone worth living for, but he had tried.
his fingers curl around the pot and before he can stop himself he flings it across the room, listening to it shatter. can't even do that right, can he? can't raise fucking plans, can't keep his STUPID mouth shut, can't make him stay because who would want to be stuck with him forever? no one, that's who, and after six thousand years, aziraphale had seemingly reached his blessed limit and taken the first chance to leave.
another plant follows with a scream, dirt and broken stems covering the floor and staining the walls, and then another and another and another until he can fall to his knees amidst the ruins of his life.
clay shards are cutting his palms open as he doubles over, sobs wrecking through him like thunder, and his tears carve clean paths down his dirty hands.
"i tried," he whispers, voice hoarse from yelling, "i'm sorry, i tried."
crowley's wings unfurl with an almost silent gust of air, blacking out the sunlight streaming in. he drags himself to the nearest corner before wrapping his arms and wings around himself, and curling up as tightly as possible.
"i tried," he keeps breathing into feathers and fabric, "i tried, i tried, i tried."
over and over until his voice fails him and then some more. it is almost a lullaby, the words taking whatever is left of his heart and gently rocking it back and forth. crowley falls asleep like that, exhausted and broken and lonely. just as sleep pulls him under, he stops his repetition, his mouth shaping phrase after phrase.
for the very first time since his fall, crowley closes his eyes and prays.
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📝 the boys……
the BOYS
...though wait fuck i forgot to put them on the list for the resetverse too so just derogatoru boys for now-
Sawmill is secretly very good at sewing. I say secretly not because he tries to hide it, but just because he really isn't super social and really doesn't talk about or show off any of his hobbies ever.
Lazerbeam, despite being much more jaded than he was as a teen, still cares very much about his appearance and wants to look very Cool and Attractive (even though it's in a much different way than before lol)
Carl is easily the most well-put together of the three. He has a wife and kids for pete's sake, he's Just Some Guy (he's also changed the least since they were kids, both personality and appearance wise)
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wurmmeat · 9 months
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Portfolio stuff.
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crybaby-bkg · 1 year
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“Oh, I’m sorry, baby. Want me to kiss it where it hurts?” Kirishima purrs up at you, his place between your thighs seemingly the closest thing he can get to ascension. His eyes are wide, his pupils blown out, any red swallowed up by the lust pooling in his eyes. he looks like the picture of adoration and worship, all faux worry and pure hunger as he bounces between your gaze and the pretty picture that twitches in front of his face. his eyes cross to watch the slick ooze from your hole, sighing.
“It’s the least you could do for me,” you pout to him, running your nails through his soft locks, tugging a little meanly at the root. “After using me like a toy on your cock for so long.” Your words are sighed wistfully, your eyes betraying just how much you want his mouth on you as he wants to taste you. Kiri moans at that, quiet and in the back of his throat, but you hear it none the less.
“I’m sorry, baby,” he repents, but it’s all for naught when his tongue laves over your sensitivity and doesn’t let up until you’re crying from the overstimulation once more. he’s so sorry—that you can only cum so many times before you tap out. he’s so sorry—that your thighs are more sore from tightening up around his head than his working jaw. he’s so sorry—that you’re so addicting, that he can lay between your legs until his last breath leaves him.
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jgvfhl · 2 months
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Uhhhhh......... my hand slipped? Yeah.... yeah... um @cod-dump @totally-not-fandom @worldseer and the reference pic below the cut
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arthrobug · 3 months
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Babyfrog art I doodled along with a sketch comic; Something I don't headcanon in general but a silly romantic Rayfrog idea: As a tadpole Bullfrog had one of those 'celebrity crushes' on Rayman but like every one of those it wasn't that serious to him (aro king)
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b-yyearns · 2 months
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just desperately want me a bf i can kiss n cuddle into (with his arms around me) while falling asleep
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neptunesailing · 9 months
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hades art dump + some whiteboard doodles
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theroseyhues · 26 days
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Shut up and take a princess Chay dancing with the hummingbirds from the sketch vault. OvO
(happy birthday og eggos miss you)
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infizero · 11 months
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i love you berdly
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ijsthee · 8 months
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I was reminded of the fact that i made some Crystal Kingdom wallpapers years ago and wasnt super happy with them so i never posted them... Here they are, in all their imperfect glory!
Gerblins wallpapers | Rockport wallpapers
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