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roselock22 · 11 months

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You’ll be okay

I got sad so I made a trans comfort comic! It’s a tad cringey but I just felt like experimenting a lil and making a longer comic than I normally do Tw for internalized transphobia

#ninjago #roselockart #ninjago kai #kai ninjago #transfem kai #I am so cringe

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ali-borsch · 1 year

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if creature dangerous then why so adorable

#pizza tower #fake peppino #pizza tower toppins #toppins #i am so cringe #u can't imagine how much time it took me to draw his face

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dicebits · 6 months

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GOD- THE MOST CRACK THOUGHT CAME TO MIND OUT OF NOWHERE

Ineffable Husbands but make is Ironstrange.

I-

IT'S LITERALLY THEM❗❗❗

So yeah, crack AU thought, Good Omens but its fucking Tony Stark as Crowley and Stephen Strange as Aziraphale.

I doubt this will reach a crowd bc jfc this is so obscure of two interests mashed together BDHDHDHDHHD

(fair note I doodled this on my phone I might redraw this shit tomorrow)

#ironstrange #ineffable husbands #good omens #mcu #tony stark #stephen strange #tony stark but crowley #stephen strange but Aziraphale #good omens au #or something?#crack au #impluse 2am brain thought this is good shit #i am so cringe #but i am free #if this actually finds an audience im gonna scream

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ziggyduststarss · 18 days

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me x ganondorf because i am clinically insane and i remembered i can draw whatever i want

#legend of zelda #loz #tloz #ganondorf #self ship #mlm #digital art #small artist #fanart #tears of the kingdom #totk #i am so cringe

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foolych · 1 month

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I am cringe but I am free, I am cringe but I am free, I am cringe but I am free-

Before you shun me from society please allow me to explain!

I thought it would be absolutely hilarious if out of all of the brothers, Levi somehow ended up as a father and he’s just— so bad at it. He has no idea what he’s doing but hey, at least he’s trying. Then I somehow came up with this intense lore in my brain about how demon reproduction works (don’t ask) and then… I committed the greatest crime of all.

I made Levi a fanchild oc. I apologise for my actions.

Anyway, his name is Wormwood, aka Worm. I have… way too much lore about this whole idea, but I will keep it to myself unless someone out there is just dying to hear about the BABY LORE.

Here are some sketches I did. Yes, Worm is an absolute CREATURE right now, that ties in to the lore I made up.

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unpleasant-angel · 2 months

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[INTRODUCTION] This gradient shows up at your front door...

Hi. This is an Unpleasant ask blog. (This entire post is OOC.)

You can call this blog's owner Ezekiel. I do not have a main blog outside of this, but I have a personal sideblog (@manywinged-pianist) for things now.

He/they for the blog owner, it/its for Unpleasant. (Though, the gradient doesn't mind if you use other pronouns for it.)

Both the blog's owner and Unpleasant can be treated as ageless, but do refrain from NSFW and extreme NSFL.

Drawings may occasionally be included, but they will not be very high quality nor do I have a pleasant art style.

Posts that are in character will be tagged with #gradientsmurmurs while OOC posts will have the #ooc tag.

May occasionally have dips in activity but I try to answer whatever I can. Also, I might not initiate conversations with other RP blogs but I will be happy to passively participate in one. I think Unpleasant would be like this, too.

This list may occasionally be updated if needed.

#regretevator #regretevator unpleasant #unpleasant regretevator #roblox regretevator #ask blog #rp blog #i am so cringe #but i am free #ooc

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bitchfacemcgee234 · 28 days

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You have bewitched me body and soul, and I boop, i boop, i boop you

#tumblr boop #boop o meter #boop #i am so cringe #if i can unfollow me i would

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iloveyouemanuelmarco · 1 month

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Short internet storytime: I remember when Spider-Man: Across The Spiderverse first came out and since the fandom was brand new at the time, I saw alot of cool fancontent like fanart and animations on YT atleast. I'm sure there were some pretty sick fanfictions too but I didn't look over in that area because I was scared lol anyways, on that note I gotta make a spidersona eventually like I already came up with a gimmick idea but I'm lazy af. Another thing was me being grossed out by how many Miguel O'Hara simps there were in general so I decided to complain about it to my friends and saved some of the suggestive art I saw on my phone purely just to show them hoe ridiculous they were being but apparently you become one of his stans after saving only a few specifically posed drawings of him from your social media feeds shaking my head I hate big buff vampire-looking men fuck you. Anyways I need to find somewhere to pirate the movie since I for some reason wasn't able to watch it for awhile atleast due to being busy irl rahhhh. I am so cranky rn because I can't sleep so sorry about that ughh...

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hexagonalhavoc · 5 months

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Forrest Family

Platonic Leshy + Subordinates

Reader is always gn unless stated otherwise

[Author’s Note: I totally forgot I had this blog 😭 basically in this au Leshy and all of his subordinates exist in the real world. Y/n gets two loving families in this and I am considering making several parts of this au because you don’t meet everyone in this oneshot]

[⚠️Small mentions of death but no one actually dies, reader almost drowns but is okay in the end]

No one could ignore the sound of a crying baby, not even the strange entities that resided within the woods.

The Trader was the one who found you wedged between a car seat and pieces of dented metal. The car must have fell from the mountain roads. Miraculously, there was not a single scratch on your tiny body. There were two figures in the front row seats but The Trader could hardly see them through the rubble.

The only thing she can see is the fussy baby strapped in a car seat. The car seat had a name sewed onto the top of the fabric. “Y/n…” She mumbles tentatively.

Assuming that your parents didn’t survive the crash, she scooped you up into her arms and took you to the heart of the forest where the Scrybe of Beasts lived along with his subordinates. The entities in this forest had questionable morals but even they knew that a baby couldn’t be left to die. They couldn’t leave the forest and there were no campsites to drop you off safely so the only option they had was to raise you.

Not everyone was open to the idea but you ended up winning their hearts quickly.

What they didn’t know was that your parents were alive, simply knocked out from the harsh collision. They were lucky enough to have cellphone service and were able to call for help. They were fine with injuries that could easily be treated. The worse wounds your parents suffered was when they found out their child wasn’t in the backseat. Your car seat was found unbuckled but you were too young to know how to free yourself and even if you did you wouldn’t be able to go very far with your limited mobility.

A mystery like this was all over the news as the grieving parents dealt with interviews and interrogations that only rubbed salt in the wound. Despite this tragedy, your parents were able to work through it and stay together.

Seven years later you were found by an explorer in the woods who found you feeding seeds to the small creatures of the woodlands. Seeing this child alone and away from civilization, they left the woods with you and called the police. That day you were safely returned to your biological family but your forest family had lost you. They knew that this was a good thing and that is why they let you go despite being close enough to see what was happening.

As much as they loved you, you needed to be with people, with your original family. That night the woods was quiet. It was void of any joyful giggles and the little pitter patter of you running around playing games.

When you were found no one expected you to be in such good condition. The clothes on your back kept you warm and your nails were neatly clipped. You even knew how to read, write, speak, and do some simple math. Everyone was grateful that you were safe and sound but everyone was curious as to how a child could be in such good condition despite being in the woods for seven years.

You couldn’t have gotten this way by yourself meaning that someone took care of you. When you were asked about who you were with in this woods you told people everything.

You told them about your three uncles: The goofy one who had a cute dog and was always looking for gold, the one who always fished and taught you not to be scared of the water, and the one who frequently set up traps in the forest that would hum melodies that lulled you to sleep. Then you told them about your aunt who had a peculiar hairstyle who loved card games. You even told them about your two older siblings, Luke and Kaycee who resembled two people who went missing in the same forest you spent your years in.

The last person they heard about was your Forest Father who you described to be a man with animal legs covered in twigs and leaves. He watched over everyone and loved to play games in his cabin.

Despite being unnerved, most people brushed it off as you having an active imagination. These people had to exist but surely they didn’t have the inhuman features you spoke of. The people who raised you were a mystery to everyone but with you found safe the case was closed and you were now going to live a normal life with the family you should have always been with.

You ended up living in a good home and reconnecting with your parents as well as making friends. Then you grew up into a healthy adult with a job and a small place.

Yet you still remembered your forest family, that’s why you were here.

You knew if you told anyone, especially your family they would freak out so this was something you did without telling anyone. You aren’t sure why but lately the mystery behind your forest family happened to be eating away at you. You wondered if they truly looked so strange or if you just didn’t remember things correctly because you were a child.

You needed answers for yourself and thus you’re in the forest where you spent a chunk of your childhood. Despite it being so long ago, you still knew how to walk these trails. The smell of the dirt and ferns was comforting to you. Even if you didn’t find the people you were looking for it was still nice to be here. The family you remember might not even be in the woods anymore.

Then you spotted something that made you freeze. You took a step back and then crouched down to look at it. It almost looked like a statue of a frog made with metal and screws. You tapped its head and its shape suddenly changed into a bear trap which you made stumble back in alarm. Dirt coated the trap and there wasn’t a single speck of rust which means that this trap has to be new! And if it is that means that your forest family was still here! You remember how your uncle Trapper would make these strange looking frog traps to lure in animals.

With a newfound sense of determination you continued onward. You wondered how your forrest family would react when they saw you again. You hope that they’re as nice as you remember them being. You hope they want to see you.

It wasn’t very long until you faced another obstacle in your path, a body of water that stretched out across the land. It would take too long to find where the water stops. If you wanted to continue on your best bet would be to cross the water. You looked down into the water but you couldn’t gage how deep it was, the water was too murky. You would just have to take a chance, you were a strong swimmer though so you should be okay if the water is deep.

You walk to the edge, looking at your own reflection as you tried to hype yourself up. You had gone so far that there was no point in turning back. It was just a little bit of water.

One foot cautiously dips into the water. It doesn’t seem that deep! With more confidence, your other foot submerges itself in the water and sinks slightly under the mud. You begin to wade in the water, taking things one step at a time. At least the current isn’t very strong.

You’re halfway across but with your next step, the ground seemingly disappears under you. In an instant, your head is swept beneath the water. You don’t have enough time to take a breath and your limbs flail around as you try to swim but your backpack weights you down. In your panic the only thing you do is thrash around like an animal as the dirty water gets in your nose and eyes. You don’t even consider that your backpack is the one keeping you trapped within the water.

Just when you think it’s hopeless, you feel something tugging you up by your shirt and in a flash you’re back above the water. You let out a few coughs as you rubbed the dirt out of your eyes. When your vision cleared you looked up at the one who had saved you. It was a large man with a fishing rod in his with a comically large fishing hook on it. You look at the man’s green tinted skin and the fins on his head with disbelief. He looked exactly how you remembered.

“Uncle Angler!” You were the first to break the little staring match you two were having. Despite being cold and tired you stood up and hugged him. “Y/n Fish.” His voice lacked any inflection but you still knew how to read him even after all these years and you knew he was happy to see you too given the way his arms engulfed you. It was a strange hug but he made you feel safe and secure.

After a few moments both of you take a step back but you’re still looking up at him with a smile. “I’m so glad to see you! Do you know where the others are?”

“We’re close. I can lead.” He says as he picks up a few buckets of fish to take with him. You go to grab one in order to help you out but he gives you a look. The Angler doesn’t want you carrying such a heavy bucket after going through so much. His pace is slow which makes him easier to keep up with. He’s as big as you remember but also just as gentle. You don’t mind walking back with him in silence. The Angler had always been a man of few words and as a kid you two would sit together and fish in silence which taught you remarkable of patience.

The walk isn’t too long but you’re still exhausted. It was a long drive to get here, and then a long walk, and then almost becoming a meal for The Angler’s great whites. But it’s all worth it, especially when you see the figure in the clearing. Some would find him scary. He’s a tall figure whose body is adorned with plant life. A deer-like leg kicks at the dirt behind him. He holds an old fashioned camera in his hands.

As you and The Angler approach he looks over at the direction where he hears the snapping of twigs and dry leaves. Both of you stare each other. His eyes becoming luminous orange spirals as he comprehends what he’s seeing. And in a moment, both of you run at each other. Your backpack is discarded to the ground without another thought and whatever Leshy was going to take a picture of is long forgotten.

His limbs are lanky but incredibly strong. You feel like a child again being held like this. You rest your head against his shoulder and inhale the familiar scent of greenery that never withered or decayed.

“You came back.” He whispers those words faintly but you still hear them. You knew that this might be emotional and yet you’re overwhelmed by your feelings in the best way possible.

“Of course I did.” Your breathing is shaking but you still let out a small laugh. “You’re all my family too and I’ll always want you guys to be apart of my life.” You wipe your nose on your sleeve and sniffle.

This feels like the greatest thing that could ever happen, to have two families who love and care for you even if it’s in different ways.

It’s saddening that you can’t allow your biological family to meet your forrest family but you’re happy to have them both. You’re happy to live a boring, technology filled civilian life as well an exciting one in the woods filled with magic and mystery.

You have the best of both worlds.

#Inscryption x reader #platonic inscryption x reader #Inscryption #platonic inscryption #Platonic x reader #I am so cringe #but I had so much fun writing this

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thedeityofstars · 17 days

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you ever form a fictional crush and think "i just wanna hold 'em in my hands in protect them"?

probably just me. it might not be normal to create a giant self-insert just for that purpose. also the 120+ pages of writing i'm too ashamed to publish because it is very self-indulgent fluff. i've been at this for months and i've kept it all bottled up, but it's helped me with my mental health so is it really that bad?

so yeah, this is what my love for Percival has turned into. this is great actually.

by the way, Star's eyes aren't normally that sparkly.

this also comes with a bonus doodle.

*sighs dreamily* i want them to kiss.....

#i am so cringe #but i'm free #if anyone asks for it i will infodump #but slowly because i'm self-conscious #g/t #sfw g/t #g/t art #giant/tiny #gentle giant

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sosoribro · 8 months

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how do you guys get a character you really like and not give them a billion headcanons and draw them in quirky outfits you found on pinterest *COUGH COUGH JAIME REYES DC COMICS*

#dc #dc comics #blue beetle #jaime reyes #headcanons #i am so cringe #HOW DO YOU DO IT #teach me your ways of being normal please

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i-give-u--stuff · 2 months

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