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angel literally got impaled sooooooo much it's crazy. why are you as a man getting penetrated etc
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POORLY DRAWN GROGU EVERYDAY UNTIL 2022 ENDS: DAY 200 (WHATTT)
i took a benadryl and this is the only way I can describe how it feels
#i am so sleepy rn#also i love drawing eyes like that#the mandalorian#grogu#baby yoda#din djarin#howdy draws#daily poorly drawn grogu
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The Ballad of Jane Doe is so Stranger Things coded you don’t even get it
#stranger things#will byers#byler#mike wheeler#I AM SO SLEEPY RN#I NEEDA GET IN A NICE BED AND HONK CHOOO#BUT I CANT#jane hopper#i am cringe but i am free
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i hate how tiny they always make sonico's waist so every time i draw her i make her look normal
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dont got much to offer for The Holiday but have these sillies!
happy valentines day :D
#sxf#spy x family#damianya#damian desmond#anya forger#my art#i am sleepy rn im scheduling this ahead of time like several hours ahead JKSDFKLS#unrelated to sxf. the tags are my speaking place shush#was not expecting the toby fox newsletter to have so much for me to think about JKKLDFSS#good ole gaster sending us love letters (we don't KNOW it's gaster but like. typing pattern + him being the only character to be like)#(directly referring to the game as deltarune)#ALSO THE WEATHERMEN HAVE NAMES NOW ?!?!? AND ARE IN LOVE ???!?!#so happy for them fr#i didnt get the mettaton card but like just know. that is my essence. all those blingee-core sparkles. those picmix hearts. me#anyway YIPPEE WAHOO
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ahh well i got paid today and i plan on getting airpods!!! i’ll be able to listen to music in both ears again 🤧🫶🏻🫶🏻 but if you wanna tell how ur day has been so far u can 🫶🏻🫶🏻
Oooooohhhh NICE!! (I cannot begin to tell you how big of a pet peeve it is to me to be doomed with just one working side of earbuds/headphones omg).
My day wasn't very eventful, but I did have a nice time calling with my bestie and watching the last bit of stranger things season 3 together, so that was nice :)
#ask!#yayy#uwu#happy Emmy times#I am so sleepy rn#but can't sleep yet#happy inbox noises#melli#melli bean#floweryjihoon
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controversial opinion that could get me crucified within certain circles of tumblr.com im sure, but I really don’t understand gale/astarion as a ship. it feels like the epitome of shipping the two conventionally attractive white men just because they’re the two conventionally attractive white men
Don’t get me wrong, I love both characters a lot but where’s the chemistry?? where’s the intersection??
NOW Wyll/Gale, THATS something.
Two guys who grew up with great expectations, who were cast aside by the most important people in their lives, and who now have a thing for self-sacrifice. Think of the potential, the healing, the mutual assurance they could find in one another. Think of the ridiculously verbose ways they would find to compliment each other. What starts as camaraderie would turn into a deep appreciation for the depth they see in each other
Also think of the shared tastes. I bet they share their favorite wines and books. I bet Wyll could get Gale to dance if the mood was right
#I’m very sleepy rn so I’ll wait to expand on this#but yah :-)#I just think they make so much sense!!!!!!!!!!!!!#bladeweave#wyll ravengard#gale of waterdeep#bg3#baldur's gate 3#galewyll#wyllgale#idk what ship name people use#my stuff#no offense meant towards the bloodweave enjoyers I just am not seeing it
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i know the hunger games isnt about romance i know it isnt a love story but. theres just something so beautiful in the way peeta is the personification of what it means to heal and he /is/ the dandelion and the bread and the hope that things can be better even if they wont be fixed. even if the nightmares dont stop he will still hold her. wake her up and tell her shes alive. shes safe. and when its over and done and theres no more saving or protecting or trying their absolute hardest to die if it means keeping the other alive, the horrors dont stop. but katniss will still find that comfort in peetas arms.
#and peeta Goes Through It too but hes there!!!!!!!! hes always there and hes kind and artistic and peaceful and good and everything that#the games could never destroy (the hijacking couldve but he found his way back. he still wonders whats real sometimes but he knows. he know#who he is. a painter a baker and a boy who loves. she reminds him of that love too)#anyways :( katniss longs for peetas arms and nobodys been this gentle with her since her father died and she stopped letting her mother#hold her. and peeta does#something about the way he holds her so so gently with so much love and care despite all the destruction and how peeta counteracts the fire#in katniss. the one that tells her she needs to protect and defend and prioritize keeping her family alive and keep her guard up. but hes#there to comfort her and hold her and protect her and those r all the things katniss doesnt get the privilege of thinking about because she#always thinking about who she needs to protect#its so personal to me. god i am Not okay rn#i have a rehearsal before school tmr and i am sooooo sleepy but. insane thoughts can never wait#everlark#katniss everdeen#peeta mellark#peeniss#< the real ship name#the hunger games#thg#late night thoughts & all that jazz#🫀
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PLEASE MORE BUTTERFLY HOWDY CONTENT HES SO FUCKING SILLY
OKAY HERE'S A COMIC SHENANIGANS THING
#this looks best if you click through instead of scrolling#which is kind of stupid to say After The Post. but yk.#spent way too long on this. worth it tho#its always worth it For The Bit#and this was good practice! ty for the opportunity!#the version of butterfly!howdy i have in my head is. hes a lot. i love him <3#scribble salad#welcome home#welcome home puppet show#howdy pillar#yassified howdy <3#i am so so so soooo tempted to make a butterfly howdy tag just to compile it all#i love compiling things. i like having specific collections In One Uninterrupted Place#alright well my hand hurts and its 5 am so im gonna queue this and go sleepies#wait fuck whats in the queue for tomorrow. today.#hm... ok this is a sunday post then. tomorrow is Booked#yall get a brief break from the butterfly howdy shenanigans#*got. im speaking to future people from the past rn. wild. ty tumblr for allowing time travel#its a tangled mess of yarn anyways#i am once again So Tempted To Write For This#perhaps one day i will fulfill my dream of writing a fic about howdy chrysalizing. metamorphosizing. whatever#id make it slowburn laughingstock perhaps... Probably.... i care them too much not too....#something for future me to enjoy! as a treat <3
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I've kinda talked about this before but I love how we get to see the Forgers' different ways and levels of keeping secrets and of accepting their place and their love for the family.
Bond is the simplest case. He's not exactly "hiding" his precognition because he has no ways to communicate it to anyone, but rather openly acts on it to protect others. However, upon meeting the family he went like "Good humans. I will love and protecc" and hasn't looked back since.
I would argue that Anya's secrets are bigger than Yor's, for the most part because her powers are constant, and also more invasive in their lives than Yor's secret job. But Anya also immediately accepts Loid and Yor as her parents and calls them Papa and Mama without hesitation because in her mind, they are her parents, end of story. She is the daughter of the Forgers and it's up to her to keep it that way, thus she keeps her powers a secret because she fears that them becoming known would mean the end of the family.
Yor's secret is more indirectly dangerous due to the nature of her job, but also more possible to cause trouble. Anya is not responsible over her powers; Yor chooses to stay an assassin (though with understandable motives behind her choice) and she is fully aware that the moment her real job is revealed she'll have to leave them. At the same time, she feels insecure because for all she knows, Loid is a kind, simple citizen who is unknowingly covering for an assassin and has welcomed her into his home and family, so she feels she needs to always do her best to pay this kindness back. So her accepting her place in the family doesn't come immediately, nor easy. But through the course of the first season, she slowly got to the place of realizing she loves that place enough to be motivated to do her best to keep it, not so much for cover anymore, but because it really is a precious place for her.
And on the far end you have Twilight, who builds this entire family based on lies as a cold, distanced requirement for his mission. He is not supposed to love them, he is not supposed to see any emotional value in his place in the family, and he is not supposed to consider any alternative other than pretending to be Loid Forger for as long as this mission lasts. Despite Anya and Yor having secrets of their own, they are honest about their past and their true characters. But everything about Loid (or almost everything) is a researched, calculated choice. The moments he reveals true parts of himself are a precious few, and come out of him in an attempt to connect with and comfort the others, and rarely benefit the mission directly. He's not only the deepest in on the lying, he's also got the longest road to walk to accept his place in the family and his love for them.
(no spoilers for the manga please)
#Spy x Family#sxf meta#the Forgers#I am so sleepy rn there's a chance I'll wake up in a few hours and this will make no sense#but I had feels and I had to share
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brain taken up by landduo. have silly meme edit
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Cooldown doodle after working on some bigger stuff. Someone asked for Fake Dating during the Situation Asks stuff and my brain can't stop seeing them ballroom dancing now.
#rns doodles#spazzcat doodles#tanguish#helsknight#i'm slowly picking away at some more of those#and also the next chapter#but i am sleepy so none of them are getting finished tonight#anyway doodles that make me wish i had someone to dance with#pining hours at 11pm on a sunday
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zinetober day 13
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it is raining and dark and dreary and cold and all i want to do is snuggle into a nest of fluffy blankets and cuddle with husk because :((( he looks soooo soft and so warm and i bet you he is the best cuddle buddy to just curl up with and drift dreamily between various states of consciousness. just lulled into a hazy sleep by the feeling of his chest curved around your back, rising and falling rhythmically with his calm, even breaths, the sound of fat raindrops pelting against the windowpanes in heavy swells of wind, the low hum of the television as it murmurs to itself, one of your favourite films flickering on the screen, bathing the room in faded blues and washed out reds ♡
#husker x reader#but like;;; platonically#i just really want to cuddle wif the kitty man alright#i genuinely do think he would be THE BEST cuddle buddy out of everyone#he's so :((( sweet n fluffy#he reminds me of wes!!!#mentally i am here right now#spending the entirety of this rainy day with husker#i am so sleepy rn waaaah#inky.husk#husk x reader#inky.hazbin
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Billy Lenz X GN! Reader where the reader is so gentle and surprisingly patient with him? Billy would believe he doesn’t deserve their kindness and he assumes the reader is “pretending” to be nice, but they’re not pretending at all.
hmm i was kind of torn if it should be established or not .. went with not but i think i regret it !! so i might post more of this but this is mostly a rlly short first meeting blurb hehe
warning: general billy lenz gross dialogue, thats it
☾⋆⁺₊ billy lenz x gn!reader
Waiting is the worst part. Billy looks outside, where the dark sky and white snow stretch on forever and ever. It's almost time, he tells himself, just a little while longer. Then, he can finally fill his grumbling stomach.
True to his own word, he lets himself sneak down the ladder after a few more minutes, taking it rung by rung to keep as quiet as possible. He gives the same treatment to the staircase, taking each step with measured precision. Billy isn't an amateur, and he's taken this route many times since he started staying in the attic.
Billy freezes in the kitchen doorway when he sees he’s not alone. He sees you sitting at the kitchen table, a partially full glass of milk in front of you. Billy wants to book it back to his attic and pretend that you were just a ghost, or that he was a ghost. You’re both ghosts, haunting each other.
“Hi,” you say softly. Billy doesn’t answer you. He stares, standing still in the doorway.
“Are you hungry?” you ask. Billy still keeps quiet, but his stomach doesn’t get the message; it growls lowly, long and drawn-out.
When you smile, you try to cover it with your hand. He doesn’t know why. You’re so stupid. Why would you hide a pretty smile? You don’t want him to see it? Do you hate him that much? He wants to hold your mouth open and see your teeth. They looked so white.
“I’ll make us sandwiches, okay?”
Billy watches from the doorway at first, but he moves closer to watch. He might as well see what you put in it. He won’t eat it if there’s tomatoes. He hates tomatoes. They make the bread all wet, even if he picks them out.
You don’t use tomatoes. Just ham and cheese, mayo and mustard. His mouth waters as you cut it in half. Billy doesn’t realize how close he is until you turn and you have to look up at him.
“Thirsty?” you ask. Billy doesn’t answer.
“Water?” You pause. “Beer?”
Billy looks into your eyes. He wants to scare you. Why aren’t you scared? You shouldn’t be making him a sandwich. You should be crying and calling the police. Billy is scary. He’s filthy Billy, he’s the Moaner.
You hold his sandwich out to him on a napkin and he snatches it out of your hands. He turns away from you when he takes his first bite, and then he can’t stop. He eats and eats until there’s nothing. He licks the crumbs off his fingers. It’s better than the pickles or the peanut butter he’s been stealing.
When he’s done, you poke your head out around him. You’re holding the other sandwich.
“Still hungry?” you ask. He takes this one too, and destroys it similarly.
You make two more sandwiches, one for him and one for you this time, and Billy sits down at the kitchen table while he waits. Once the sandwich is front of him, along with a tall glass of water, Billy eats it slower than he did the others. He chugs the glass of water.
“You’ll make yourself sick, slow down,” you murmur, pouting. Billy gasps when he stops drinking, wiping his chin with his palm. He starts to drink again, but slower. He looks to you and you smile.
“What’s your name?”
Billy doesn’t answer. He takes the half you weren’t holding and eats it too. He expects you to lash out. Hit him, pull his hair, throw him out of the house. Yell at him that he’s being bad. Bad Billy.
Instead, you get up and refill his cup with more tap water.
“Want an apple?” you ask. Billy takes the cup of water and sips some of it. He shakes his head afterward.
You smile without any teeth. Billy misses them.
When Billy’s done, you take his napkins and clean off his crumbs from the table before tossing it all away.
“Want more water?” you ask. Billy shakes his head and watches you carry the cup to the sink and leave it there.
“Do you want to see my bedroom?” you ask him quietly.
Billy’s eyes open wider. Stupid. So stupid. Billy could ruin you. Billy could destroy you. Don’t you know what Billy is? Aren’t you afraid of the Moaner? You’re not supposed to welcome Billy in.
Billy doesn’t answer your question, but he follows behind you up the stairs. You close the door to your room behind him, but Billy stays next to the door as you walk to your bed.
“This is it,” you say. Billy stares at you. He’s seen your room before plenty of times, just never like this. Never with you, inside with you.
“Come here.” You pat the edge of the bed next to you. Billy waits to take his first step, then waits again for the next. He’s slow, but it's only because he still can't figure out your angle.
Still, he manages to sit beside you. He stares into his lap while you look at him.
“You’re the one from the attic, aren’t you?” you whisper.
Billy’s hands clench. He expects it now. You’ll be so scared of him. You’ll push him away, call him a freak. You’ll hit Billy until his nose bleeds, and then he’ll choke you with both hands because you made him mad. You'll deserve it because you hate Billy.
But you don’t do anything - you just wait. Billy doesn’t know how to answer. Your teeth are so white.
“I can hear you up there sometimes. Your foot steps. You have to be really quiet, don’t you?” you ask. He nods, because he does have to be quiet. He didn’t want to get caught, but you caught him anyways.
Aren’t you afraid? Why are you letting him sit with you? Billy can’t understand you. Why are you being so nice?
“It’s a big house, but I can hear your phone calls too. You can be loud when you want to be.”
Billy’s heart plummets further. He grunts and rubs his eyes. With his vision obscured, it’s easier to talk. It’s like he isn’t really in the room with you. He wants to be up in the attic with his phone. He’d feel better talking to you that way.
Instead, he only lets himself say, “I want to cum on your teeth.” His voice is quiet, whispered into the dark room. You sigh.
“I wish you wouldn’t say that,” you murmur.
“I’ll lick them clean,” he promises. They were really white. He catches another glimpse of them while you’re talking, pearly and shiny like the sun.
“Do you want to take a shower? Or a bath? I could show you where the bathroom is,” you say.
“No,” he says quickly, firmly. He hates wet hair, wet skin. Cold.
“Okay. Do you want to sleep here?” you ask him. Billy hates it. Why do you get to be so nice?
“Wanna put my cock inside your hole. Pig fuckhole,” he mutters, pressing against his eyes until his vision swims and flashes.
You sigh, and Billy blinks a few times to get back his sight before watching you twist and lay down. Your hair fans out against your pillow and, from he still sits at the edge of your bed, he imagines rubbing his cock against it. Evil, disgusting Billy. He should be put down like a dog. Bad dog, bad Billy.
“When’s the last time you slept on a real bed?” you ask him.
“Woof. Lay down, Billy,” he says quietly. He watches you and you watch him. The bed was really soft. He could curl up at the bottom of the bed and sleep at your feet like a puppy dog. He imagines rubbing his red cock against your toes. Would you hate Billy if you knew his brain? Would you still let him sleep with you in your big warm soft bed if you knew he was terrible?
He doesn’t want to find out. He crawls over your legs and lays down next to you, his head resting on the pillow beside yours. He stares up at the ceiling and tries to imagine what boxes of junk he’s underneath.
“It’s lonely out there,” you say suddenly. Billy looks at you, and you’re also looking at the ceiling, so Billy looks back up.
“You can sleep here tonight,” you tell him, fixing the blanket around the both of you.
Billy could easily roll over on top of you. He could bite your throat and pull out your flesh. He could chop you into pieces and then fuck whatever’s left. Instead, he stays still and watches the ceiling until he falls asleep.
© slicznymartwy 2023, please do not repost or copy.
#black christmas (1974)#billy lenz x reader#slasher x reader#billy lenz#₊*. ⋆༘ — requests#not sure if this is what what requested .. i am so sleepy rn my eyes keepclosing on their own#i just want gross billy and sweet loving mc#who comforts billy#maybe will write mc who holds billy against their chest and rubs his back or something idk idk idk
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Some Alt Maries
Continuation of yesterday's post
#i couldn't decide if i wanted to keep some background elements in some of em or not so i just made more#anyway im queueing this so it woont be otu for a while but rn as i make these its like 5 am and i am so sleepy so i aplogize any mistakes#mod shiver#splatoon#marie#marie cuttlefish#marie splatoon#splatfest#transparents
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