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neerisntsure · 5 months

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a little scarlet pearl since she's back and ready to fight!!

#im not sold on this design but it was a warm up drawing anyways #she needs her cloak but the hair looked too pretty #secret life spoilers #secret life #name mc spoilers #kinda #scarlet pearl #trafficblr #traffic series #traffic smp #life series #lmk if i missed any tags #mcyt #mcyt fanart #pearlescentmoon #pearlecentmoon fanart

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rileyclaw · 2 years

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content warning for scary body imagery hee hee !!

the way I am absolutely terrified for belos to see flapjack for the “first" time

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theloveinc · 1 year

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bakugo x reader - you have a fussy baby

(warnings: ooc, you have a baby and are called mama. no mention of pregnancy. written in bed)

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There’s a part of Bakugo that always gets a little bit nervous when you call. A growing fear, one that’s not always the most reasonable, as he’s long since learned to stop guessing what it is he’ll have to answer to.

Usually, his worry is assuaged immediately by the chirp of your sweet voice, more often than not calling to ask about groceries, or the timing of his arrival home, or even just to say, “hey, sweetie. How are you?”

But as of late, with the stress of multiple new realities on his hands, the playing catchup of his returning back to work, it’s been—

“Katsuki,” your voice trembles on the receiver, the fuss of your hands practically audible too, “thank god. I’m so sorry, but—“

You whimper, there’s a wail, and his gut clenches, veins turning cold as ice with adrenaline like any and every other time he prepares, quicker than you know, to catch a villain.

“Fuck, babe?” his voice is raspy with the crack of worry, his eyes flitting about as if the crime is in front of him, the offender just across the line of the dark, moon-lit horizon. “Are you okay? Are you safe—“

You interrupt.

“I just can’t get him to sleep. I-I’ve tried everything,” there’s a hiccup from somewhere close by, the baby on your shoulder most likely, “but he’s not going down. I don’t know what to do anymore. He’s clean, he’s changed, he ate almost everything I had—“

“Hey,” he says sternly, dad-like, in a way you’ve almost never heard from him, and you halt. Bakugo looks around the empty streets he’s walking, the evening sky of a warm spring having now receded into chill. “I’ll be there quick, okay?”

And just as soon, he calls Kirishima to let him know he’s deviating from the patrol route.

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Your son relaxes in his arms almost as soon as you set him down. Still in uniform, a sheen of sweat and dirt coating his body, he must smell like something comforting to the little babe as he stops crying just as fast, smacking his little lips into the sweaty shirt he now lays on.

You part from them, letting Bakugo take charge, the anxious tears stopped but still streaked down your cheeks, illuminated where you finally allow yourself to sit on the handsome blue armchair by the crib.

“Fussy shit,” Bakugo complains quietly, tearing one little snort of a giggle out of you as you gaze upon the two of them and wipe your nose, and at the same time, he gazes down at the baby with your eyes. “Wanted to make your mama cry, huh?”

“I’m sorry,” you say, sinking down into soft plush, “I’m so sorry I panicked, made you come all this way for nothing.”

“Stop apologizing, baby. ‘S not nothing,” he replies. “You needed help, and that’s what I’m here for. I’m”—he almost says fuckin’ Dynamight, pausing to look at you when he changes his mind—“dad. I’m dad.”

You smile weakly, and he approaches, dipping down on one knee to let you give your finally sleeping baby one last goodnight kiss, your fingers gently curling his blonde bangs away from his forehead.

“Just needed your daddy, I guess. Right, little boy?”

Bakugo can’t help but smirk, pulling back carefully to gently put the baby in his crib. He whines as he goes down, stretching his little limbs out now that the swaddle has been discarded… and though he notices the way your fingers tighten into themselves in worry as you watch, he settles back into sleep almost immediately, barely a pause in between to confirm it.

In the new silence, you finally whisper. “You gotta go back? To work?”

“I’ll get Denki over here in an hour,” Bakugo nods, also whispering; the sound that comes out unfamiliarly quiet, but not all that unpleasant as he steps and turns back to you, one hand reaching out to smooth down the hairs on your neck. “He’ll let you rest. You got it til then, or should I wait with you?”

You wave him off, still seeming tired but already calm enough to turn on the night light and pick up the book you started way back when, maybe even before becoming a mom. “I’ll be okay.”

“Don’t be afraid to ask for help again though, mama,” he leans down to give you your goodnight kiss before he finally has to go, reminding you of all the trust he has for you, too. “We’re all here to help.”

#Bakugou x reader #Bakugo #uhhhhh a draft I found #kinda #I added a lot #I wanted to write #I miss it #I’m lazy tho so no tags #can’t even remember what I wanted to say #but I hope it’s okay #will edit later if it needs it… lmk any typos #kids tw #caitie post #gen

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rainbowsandwhumperflies · 3 months

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whumpee who won't stop stealing things

stealing little things from Whumper to gain a false sense of control over things

Of course, it can't be things that would be noticed. A spare button that was dropped and left on the floor. A ripped piece of cloth abandoned on a coffee table. Safety pins forgotten out on a desk.

Maybe Whumper finds it, takes it away from Whumpee. They can't let Whumpee get a big head and think it's okay to take what isn't theirs.

Or maybe Whumper just laughs at how pathetic Whumpee's grasp for control has become. "Keep your collection, Whumpee. See what good those things do for you--we all know they're useless."

How is that going to affect Whumpee once they're out of the situation? Caretaker gives them everything they might need, and they still steal, out of habit and the need for control. Caretaker can keep offering to get them more of whatever they're stealing, but the lack of it isn't really the problem.

#rainbow's prompts #rainbow's whump #whump #whump prompt #prompt #SEE. I SAID I'D POST A PROMPT NEXT AND YOU SEE WHAT THIS IS? THAT'S RIGHT. A PROMPT #are you proud of me readers. are you #this has been in my notes for awhile. idk why i didn't post it earlier #i feel like i'm missing tags but i can't think of any?#lmk if i need more tags lmao

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illuminatedferret · 4 months

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Back Hugs in Tian Guan Ci Fu:

1. Volume 2, "To Ascend is Human, to Fall Is Also Human", pg. 380

The Deputy State Preceptors hurriedly moved aside, and Mu Qing and Feng Xin didn't know whether to act. Seeing that everyone was avoiding him like he was poisonous vermin, the child was shaken and started thrashing even harder, biting and screaming with all his might. "I'm not! I'm not!! I'M NOT!!!" Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist, encircling his small form. A voice came from above his head. "You're not. I know you're not. Don't cry, now. I know you're not." The young child pressed his lips closed tightly, grabbing on to the pair of snow-white sleeves around his waist with a desperate grip. He forced himself to hold back for a long time, but in the end, he couldn't. A stream of tears suddenly rolled down from that round black eye, and he burst out into sobs. Xie Lian embraced him from behind and reiterated with conviction, "It's not you. It's not your fault." Honghong-er whipped around, buried his face in Xie Lian's chest, and wailed.

2. Volume 6, "Cave of Ten Thousand Gods- Faces of the Ten Thousand Gods Revealed", pg. 78-79

Hua Cheng inclined his head slightly- it was like he wanted to glance back but was too afraid to look Xie Lian in the eye. Only the two streaks of blood on his cheek could be seen. "Your Highness, would you please... not tell me?" His voice cracked as he asked. "I'm sorry," Xie Lian said. "Something like this has to be made clear." Hua Cheng didn't need to breathe, but he still sucked in a deep breath. Although his face was awfully pale, he still smiled and replied courteously, "That's true. It's for the best." He was like a criminal on death row, waiting for his sentence. He closed his eye. Yet his eye didn't remain closed for long- soon it snapped open once more as a pair of arms suddenly circled him from behind and caught him in a forceful embrace. Xie Lian buried his face in Hua Cheng's back, but he didn't speak either. Though nothing was said, it was enough. It was a long time before Xie Lian felt the man he was hugging turn around. Hua Cheng fervently returned the embrace, engulfing Xie Lian in his arms.

3. Volume 6, "Warm Words of a Cold Ghost Beguile the Lost Child", pg. 203

And then, Xie Lian abruptly froze. White No-Face was hugging him. As Xie Lian tilted and fell to his knees in a slump, he had been captured by a pair of cold, powerful arms that pulled him into a lifeless embrace. At some point, White No-Face had sat down on the ground with him. "So sad, so sad," he murmured. "Your Highness, look. Look at what they've done to you." He whispered softly as he stroked Xie Lian's head, his hands gentle and full of pity. It was like he was petting a wounded puppy or his own gravely ill child on the brink of death. The smiling half of the crying-smiling mask was hidden in the darkness; the moonlight revealed only the half that was crying, looking like genuine tears of grief shed for Xie Lian. Xie Lian remained stiff and curled in on himself, moving no further. The man in white behind him raised his fingers to wipe the filthy mud from Xie Lian's face. He sensed a peculiar kind of loving compassion in the man's touch. Like the embrace of a close friend or a dear family member, it miraculously returned a bit of warmth to Xie Lian's shivering body. He never expected that this sinister creature would be the one to finally offer him compassion.

4. Volume 7, "Dominate Heaven and Earth, Divine Being Breaks Through the Kiln", pg. 19

Xie Lian stood on the giant's palm, one hand pressing the bamboo hat down on his head while the another blocked his face from the snowstorm. The stifling hot air was swept cleanly away, and Xie Lian took a deep breath of fresh, freezing air and shouted: "San Lang-!" The first syllable was still echoing in the air when a pair of arms pulled him into an embrace from behind. Xie Lian stiffened at first, but he relaxed when he looked down and saw red sleeves and silver vambraces circling his waist. A deep, forlorn voice came from above his ear. "...I was about to lose my mind!" Xie Lian hurried to turn around. He cupped his captor's cheeks with his hands and soothed him, "Don't... don't. I'm here... I'm out!" Hua Cheng stood before him. His raven hair was mussed, and there was a lost look in his eye. He gripped the cry-smiling mask Xie Lian hadn't been able to remove no matter how hard he tried, easily tore it off, and tossed it away.

Bonus: Volume 7, "Dominate Heaven and Earth, Divine Being Breaks Through the Kiln", pg. 29-30

Before Xie Lian could finish his thought, the three mountain spirits besieged them together. They surrounded the giant stone statue and pressed firmly inward, trying to crush the state to pieces. The divine state couldn't move a single limb, nor could Xie Lian. He poured all of his strength into getting the statue to push them back, but it didn't budge- and at that point, it was probably powerless to fight back! As he tried to think of another way to escape, he unconsciously took a step backward and bumped into a chest. When he looked back, Hua Cheng grasped his shoulders. "Fight freely! It'll be fine- none of them are a match for you. Nothing in this world can stop you!" His chest was the strongest backing in existence, and in an instant, Xie Lian was brimming with confidence. A refreshing current flowed through his body, and he struck back with all his might.

#tgcf #hua cheng #xie lian #tian guan ci fu #hualian #heaven officials blessing #tgcf meta #heaven official's blessing #illuspeaks #bai wuxiang #god this was a lot of typing #im pretty sure i didn't miss any #i thought mt tonglu opening was one too but it looks like it was a normal hug #the rest of the time theyre on the statue they dont hug #lmk though #tgcf spoilers #???? i suppose. dunno how to tag for donghua watchers

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thelaurenshippen · 1 year

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this happened

#jedi survivor #jedi survivor spoilers #jedi: survivor spoilers #jedi: survivor #has someone already done this?#I'm avoiding the tag lol #also lmk if I'm missing any of the spoiler tags #but anyway here's an extremely shitty meme #I dID laugh out loud at bode saying that #cal kestis #bode akuna #anyway I refuse to apologize again for spamming your dashes with star wars posting #bc if you're following me you should know what to expect by now

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letthebookbegin · 7 months

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biden retracting earlier remarks about seeing photos of dead children & stating he hadn't seen any such photos | no israeli officials have confirmed viral reports of beheaded babies | LA times retraction of rape claims

#since every single post i see condemning israel has people in the comments saying 'well palestinians kill babies and rape women'#im 100% going to get hate for this but oh well #saying this here - if these reports do get confirmed in any way shape or form ofc i would condemn those acts #but people need to use their brains & not just believe misinformation blindly when it affects people this badly #palestine #tw rape #tw child death #if u think ive missed any tw tags please lmk #*#i was going to link the actual article the la times retracted the rape claims in but it was SUCH a dumb article i didnt want to give it #any more clicks

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nukkibunni · 6 months

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@bipanicoverthegravessiblings a disgruntled andrew and smitten ashley as asked <333 i had SO much fun drawing this, thank you so so much again!!!!! :> 🖤💝

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sporeservant · 4 months

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Get to know your Dark Urge!

It's time to get to know your Durge! Below are some "get to know you" questions about the current or favorite Dark Urge of anyone who would like to participate. As always, feel free to skip any questions that don’t strike your fancy or apply to your character by marking them with an “X”.

I cant wait to get to know your characters!

General Questions:

What is their preferred combat style?

What is their favorite weapon?

What (or who) would they do anything to save?

What (or who) would they do anything to destroy?

What keeps them up at night?

What brings them peace?

What is their greatest asset?

What is their achilles heel?

What does their voice sound like?

What do they smell like?

What do they take pride in?

How would they spend the last night of their life?

How does someone get on their good side?

How does someone get on their bad side?

What is the best and worst memory they’ve formed since they escaped the Illithid ship?

If they could change their ancestry and choose to live another life, would they? What path would they take?

If they had the option to restore their lost memories, would they?

Which companion was the first to learn of their dark urges? How did this individual find out?

Are they secretive, or open about their dark urges? Why?

In the words of our resident bag o' bones (Withers), there are two paths the Dark Urge must choose from: "the heart of a savior," or "the mind of a murderer." Which path does your character take?

The Heart of a Savior:

What is the cost of resisting their dark urges? How does resistance impact them over time?

How do they find the strength to resist their dark urge?

What are their motivations for resistance?

To their memory, have they ever succumbed to their urges?

To their memory, have they always taken the path of resistance, or did something change their mind?

The Mind of a Murderer:

Do they succumb to the urge of free will?

What do they gain from taking a life?

To their memory, which kill did they most savor?

To their memory, have they ever resisted the urge?

To their memory, have they ever regretted taking a life?

Is there anything else you'd like to share? Feel free to include art or a screenshot of your Dark Urge if available!

Tagging:

@baldursgrave69 , @feraelancunin , @coolseabird , @sleepymrshmllow , @sardoniqueen101 , @xxjester420xx , @taversgate3 , @lilly-frost , @tavsboots , @coolseabird , @yesistolethisurl , @jerirose , @mymilkprince , @haeluin , @whenwindwhispers , @kissupandshutme

And anyone who would like to participate!

Text divider credit @saradika

#Get to know your Dark Urge #I struggled w/ this one so if anyone has any feedback please lmk! will probably make a pt. 2 sometime soon #Get to know your Durge #bg3 ask game #bg3 oc #bg3 dark urge #dark urge questionnaire #lmk if i missed anyone in the tags!

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fluttershywheresheshouldntbe · 9 months

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Wanted to make as many Fluttershy Pride Spins as I could think of so I did!! Here they are!!

#fluttershy where she shouldnt be #mlp #fluttershy #pride #lgbtq #now do i tag all of these or not #this post is already gonna lag the everloving shit out of any given dash it lands on so i will abstain for now #also if you have a flag i missed/you want her to be on just lmk and ill craft it up!!

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stressed-sock · 7 months

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a stressful situation from a stressful situation by the lovely @mawofthemagnetar!!

#hermitcraft #hypnotizd #xbcrafted #body horror #cw: body horror #cw body horror #horror #blood #lmk if i missed any tags #myart

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rileyclaw · 2 years

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see you in our memories, little rascal!

animated tribute

#toh spoilers #toh s3 spoilers #the owl house season 3 #guys i promise i slept between now and when this aired saturday night #stares at my wall and takes a deep normal breath #flapjack #toh #the owl house #hunter toh #the owl house spoilers #toh s3 #thanks to them #video #animation #rileyclaw #my art #if i missed any important spoiler tags lmk!#i think i got them all but then again im really dumb actually thats my secret

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embarasseddragon234 · 9 months

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My ideal Tripitaka Wukong dynamic(Aka headcanons galore)

Part: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13

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good-beansdraws · 7 months

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I know I said I wanted to do Loveit Mappi (and I still plan on it!) but it was indulgent Fuuta art that finally broke my art block so. Ver with mv references, and under the cut one with Loveit/Salamander lyrics🍴

#milgram #fuuta kajiyama #lmk if i need to tag anything #i was worried it was cringe and wasnt planning on posting it #but it came out better than i was expecting and im a simple creature who gets excited and wanted to share ;----;#ive been obsessing over the song and him ofc so they came together #something about salamander being a food song and he and kujima missing the same eye #im usually not into Eating Him metaphors but like i said this song has had its hold on me and i just wanted to draw something #its actually more likely that ill go back to writing when i have free time this week - but i was relieved to finally make some progress on #any art after struggling for so long with my wips #*sees those posts of fuuta in the blender/hydraulic press and goes Noooooooooo don't be mean to him!!! D':*#*posts this*

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qwertycake · 1 month

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picnic, more like piknic ☁️🧺🥗✨

#digital fanart #certified qwertycake moment #louie pikmin #pikmin #tw blood #i am not a digital painter by a long shot. but i had fun!#lmk if i missed any tags #whatever even IS snagret anatomy. i do not know. Um. Bones??

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dmwrites · 2 years

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Ren didn’t want to tell anyone that the Gigapies’ filling was red now, dripping out of the crust, too fluid to be cherry filling. He didn’t want to tell anyone that when he looked up at his right hand man, his kingmaker, from across the long table that might as well extended forever, Bdubs’ eyes were too big, and his smile stretched beyond the limits of his lips, cracking the sides of his face.

There were whispers with every step he took on the cobblestone floor of the crastle, and Ren could swear the heartbeat of the warden in the basement was louder then normal. And he was losing time, or his mind. Or both. The crown lay as heavy as an anvil on his brow. And he was afraid.

“Are you quite all right, my king?”

Ren was in the meeting room. He wasn’t quite sure how he got there. His head felt quite heavy.

“Yes, yes. Let them in.” He waved his hand. Bdubs bowed the knights in, and they settled themselves around the square table. Ren cleared his throat, as he assumed he should do, and they all went quiet. As they should.

Ren began to speak, hoping the words he said made some semblance of sense. He couldn’t hear his speech, whatever plan he’d thought up, because he couldn’t tear his gaze away from them. The knights of the square table, his knights. Every single one had changed, and were terrifying.

Joe Hills had eons in his eyes, two endless pits of starry sky, achingly similar to the stuff within end gateways. He watched Ren with an intensity that made him go cold, with those eyes that Ren was falling, falling, falling into.

Cleo was rotting, and while it was true that she was always rotting, now chunks of her were falling onto the table as she talked, as she sneered at him. There was grey bone that held her upright like the stakes of tents.

Scar was perfect if you didn’t look beyond a glance. Perfect hair, rippling abs, smooth voice. But when eyes lingered, Ren could see that Scar’s mouth stretched too wide, the corners ending somewhere around his ears. His hands dripped blood, smearing on the table and down the end of the arrow fitted in his bow. The blood tip-tapped wetly onto the floor.

Iskall’s face had always been defined by the green covering he wore over one eye. But the covering was gone, and all that remained was a gaping black hole that sunk into his face. And from that hole was something trying to get out. Hairy, spindly spider’s legs that waved vaguely. Iskall brushed back his hair, and for a moment, his fingers intertwined with the spider legs like lovers would.

Cub had on the ridiculous dragon head, huge and taking up an absurd amount of table space. It would have been a welcome reprieve from the nightmarish beings around the table, but Ren couldn’t stop looking at Cub’s hands, Cub’s very normal hands that were fidgeting with the potion bottles, all sorts of bottles that Ren knew, oh god he just knew, that Cub was going to throw at him Cub was going to kill him Cub was going to take the crown-

The meeting room was empty. But the voices of his knights were still with him. And they spoke with venom-spiked swords.

“Pathetic.”

“Weak-willed.”

“He should be put down like the dog he is.”

“I deserve this crown”

He was sitting on his throne.

He couldn’t remember how he got there, but the netherite was cold under the arms that rested upon it.

“What was that, my lord?” Bdubs was sitting in his smaller throne, and looked over.

“I deserve this… I am king, right?”

“Of course you deserve to be king. There is no one better to grace this crastle.” Bdubs assured him. He went to stand before Ren. “Are you sure you’re alright, my king?”

And how Ren wished he could say he was okay, sneer and demand for something, anything. But Bdubs was standing before him, and he was no man. Silvery white branches were beginning to wrap themselves over his skin, strangling his arms and legs and neck. And the whispers, whispers that were coming from Bdubs, even though he was not speaking through that too-wide smile.

Who are you, but a puppet?

We give you the power.

You are just our toy.

Ren was silent. He couldn’t say anything at all, for he was the king, the man with the power.

Well, he was, wasn’t he?

#September 30 2022 #fic #hc9 #rendog #trying my hand at some horror plz forgive me #mind the tags either way #spider tw #body horror tw #long post #lmk if I missed any tw’s

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