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astraystayyh · 8 months

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hyunjin is your friend except you're making out in his car backseat. very suggestive so mdni. inspired by the song strangers.

"you want me to tell you how this will go between us?" you whisper, as hyunjin's nose brushes against yours softly.

"please," he says just as quietly, his thumb grazing your bottom lip in an agonizingly slow manner.

"we get in your car..." you begin, fingers reaching up to trace the contour of his face. so pretty for you. "and you'll lean to kiss me..." you let out breathlessly, and a curious smirk tugs at the corners of his mouth.

"like this, you mean?" he says, before pressing your lips onto his softly. you sigh, as goosebumps rise upon your skin. he tastes so sweet, so addicting. you missed this little game you both had on.

"what next?" he questions, eyes still closed, chest heaving from the emotion coursing through him.

"we'll talk for hours..." you gently wipe the corners of his mouth, now tainted with your cherry lipstick. "and we'll lay on the backseat."

"oh, yeah?" he smiles, his dimple peeking on his right cheek. adorable, if not for the fact that he's lowering you on the said backseat now, before hovering over you. his arms are on either side of your body, caging you in, not that you'd ever dream of escaping.

"and then one random night, when everything changes, you won't reply..." you pout, as you entwine his golden necklace between your fingers, tugging him slowly towards you. "and we'll go back to strangers."

"is that what you think will happen, pretty? that I'd forget you?" he asks, his thumb brushing against your cheek tenderly. then your chin. then the curve of your neck, down to your collarbones. it's a featherlight touch, but the anticipation of what it might turn into is killing you.

"won't you? forget me, i mean?" you grin cheekily, as you interlock your hands behind his neck, bringing his face, much, much closer to yours.

"i won't," he says with a sincerity that catches you off guard. "not when you're you."

a newfound emotion tugs at your heartstrings. it's not lust, no, this is... warm and nice and you don't want to dive into it, into the consequences of what it might change between you both.

"well, i don't know. maybe i will be the one forgetting you," you smile teasingly, as his necklace dangles over your face.

"then i have to give you something to remember me by, don't i?"

"you do," you sigh dreamily, as his lips suddenly suck on the tender skin of your neck. your hands are tangled in his soft black hair, and you know you're lying. you couldn't ever forget him. not when he's hyunjin and you're in the backseat of his car. and his plump lips are on you alone.

#this song has been stuck in my head #i wrote this in five minutes so not proofread but yeah #my official application to make out with hyunjin #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #hwang hyunjin x reader #hyunjin x reader #skz smut #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours #me struggling to tag this as always #we need a tag for suggestive stuff #accidentally sexy as anya would describe it #stray kids smut #hyunjin smut #hyunjin hard thoughts #hyunjin hard hours

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wardingshout · 4 months

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Viridian trainers for day 5 of spesilverweek! they are my most beloved but Lance is a cursed character who is impossible to draw or portray in any way to me

#idk what's up with him but I have smth like 20 different scrapped things that contains these 3 #and yet I almost always finish my doodles of just Yellow and Silver.... sorry Lance #he's such a funny guy to me esp as part of this trio I'm sorry I always give up on you #anyway yeah no I'm so late bc I wasn't happy with this so I wanted to draw smth else but I was doing chwismas today and was too tired #so I stayed up late doing nothing...#I so badly wanted to shit on Green's dumb cape too (affectionate)#spesilverweek #pokespe #pokespe silver #my art #pokespe yellow #pokespe lance #I'm just gonna tag everyone like that I guess #anyway I feel like having a Viridian trainers prompt was a gift to my soul but I rly struggled I'm so sorry guys one day...#pokemon

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smilesrobotlover · 3 months

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Apparently I’m just… I’m the mood for lineups?? Anyways, I did the champions for my king of the Gerudo au! This au is basically AOC but totk :)

#I always struggle with Daruk so I’m happy he actually turned out well!#king of the Gerudo #age of calamity #legend of Zelda #legend of zelda au #zelda au #I’m not gonna tag this as totk cuz there’s no spoilers #kotg daruk #kotg mipha #kotg revali #kotg urbosa #I should start tagging everyone huh #good thing this’ll be a fic and not a comic cuz their designs will kill me!

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willows-woes · 3 months

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disabled mfs when their disability disables them: 🤯🤯🤯

#actually autistic #mdd #actually adhd #disability #im tagging the things i am diagnosed with but im pretty sure it applies for things i haven't been diagnosed with too #not in a bad way but. god im bad at explaining #and YES im counting depression as a disability here. YOU LITERALLY CAN'T EVEN BRUSH YOUR TEETH REGULARLY AND YET YOU CLAIM IT ISNT ONE??#but im always like #''why... why is this happening to me...''#whenever i get a sensory overload or struggle to get out of bed for hours #or keep getting distracted #like DUDE. YOU'RE DISABLED

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emblazons · 11 months

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It’s “realizing that Will’s struggle in S2 with being infected with a virus that spreads and will kill him quickly (but doctors don’t care) is a metaphor for how gay men were treated during the aids crisis” hours

—right alongside Mike (who comes from a family with a Reagan sign in their front yard + a mom who outwardly supported Margret Thatcher), who sat at his now confirmed gay best friend’s side the entire time he was sick and watched as people were willing to let him die because he was viewed as expendable……and now has an ongoing storyline where

1) his relationship with his girlfriend is falling apart because he doesn’t love her romantically

2) he’s staring longingly and pushing toward the freedom his gay best friend embodies for him, and

3) he cannot bring himself to tell anyone around him something because “what if they don’t like it” + dehumanize him for telling the secret truth he cannot bring himself to externalize, despite now knowing something that scares him about about himself:

(Bonus points for the fact that the first time we see Mike push Will and himself toward a girl is after he watches how people were willing to let his gay best friend (and him, by extension) die should they not confirm to expectations)

#can you tell I am rewatching S2? lmao but!!#he’s gay. he’s gay. HE IS IN THE CLOSET AND TERRIFIED AND FUCKING. GAY #this is not about his feelings for El and never had been #it’s about his DEEP AND UNRELENTING FEAR that he is going to be seen as less than human and potentially killed for his honesty #THE REFUSAL TO TELL THE TRUTH IS A PROTECTION MECHANISM #ROOTED IN WHAT HES SEEN & EXPERIENCED & KNOWS ABOUT HIMSELF AS A GAY MAN #like this boy is having an extended metaphorical existential crisis over being gay. that is the point #it always HAS been. but the depth and context for his struggle requires complex sociological knowledge & people don’t do that anymore lmao #ANYWAY #I’m gonna do a whole proper post on this I promise. I just had to get the thought out somewhere lmao #mike wheeler core #mike wheeler #will byers #stranger things #the me tag #gay mike wheeler

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thefrsers · 10 months

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requested by @ashmarie1687: Jamie + praying over Claire in 2.11 and 7.03

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da-birb-writes-sometimes · 4 months

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I'm not sure if your event is open just yet (potential time differences) but may I request Lilia, as the ghost, with the prompt 6.Bump in the night with romantic, fluff and maybe a bit of horror cause we know Lilia likes to scare people please?

I'm so sorry if I didn't do this right 😅

Bump in the Night; Lilia Vanrouge

Content; Gender-neutral reader, implied romantic feelings/pining

Content Warning; Swearing, light fear

Word Count; 700+

A/N; I hope you like what I came up with, Lilia will always be a little imp. And don't worry about formatting, you did everything perfectly!

Please do not put my work into AI. If you would like to see more of my work check out my masterlist!

You were grumbling to yourself as you lit some candles while holding a flashlight under your chin.

The power had gone out due to a blizzard, right when you were in the middle of catching up on your favourite show. But the weather didn’t care about the plotline or the barely warm soup that was now sitting sadly on your stovetop. No show and no dinner, you were shit out of luck tonight by the looks of it.

So instead, you grabbed all the candles you could find, a small horde of blankets, and hunkered down.

You fidgeted around, picking at some loose strings, and tapping to the beat of the battery-operated clock.

… bored bored bored THIS SUCKS bored bored bored …

You dragged your hands down your face. Why couldn’t the power go out while you were asleep? Why did it have to go out on one of your only quiet nights to yourself? Why couldn’t the power wait until you had your dinner?

The wind howled outside as if it were mocking you.

The hairs on the back of your neck stood on end, and the candles snuffed out, one by one. Not by a draft, or wind, but as if someone was pinching off the flame. The room was cast into darkness, only the pale blue light from outside lighting everything up in a dim silver cast.

Face the issue at hand that had all levels of nope nope NOPE written all over it? Or, hide under the blankets like you were a kid again?

… you hid under the blankets. You reasoned it wasn’t from fear, but rather to conserve your body heat, since hey, the candles died out due to some unforeseen and totally normal reason.

But then you smelt something burning.

There was no power though, nothing was working so why was something burning?

You shuffled to the kitchen and peered out from your blanket cocoon.

The soup, which was barely lukewarm, was now a charred mess of black sludge.

“The hell,” you hissed, eyeing the baffling liquid. Part of your brain was screaming DANGER DANGER DANGER!!! And the other part? It was mourning the loss of your dinner.

A breathy chuckle was in your ear.

You wanted to move, but you couldn’t. You were frozen in place by some unseen force.

You felt delicate fingers trace the back of your neck before they came to a stop at a pulse point, which was easy enough to find since your pulse was beating like a trapped bird trying to escape a cage.

“You always look the same,” the voice whispered, the chuckle and playfulness long gone.

The voice flitted closer, and you could make out a hazy figure in your peripheral vision, but just barely.

The figure, a petite figure, came to a stop in front of you. The only thing about them that felt physical, that was the most clear, were their magenta almost red eyes. They bore down on you with a weight; of knowing, of countless years, of longing, and a mix of grief and mischievous — an odd combination.

“What do you want,” you asked, fighting your mouth to spit out the words.

The man, you assumed the spectre to be a man at least, gave you a soft smile.

He took your face into his cold hands, or at least tried to, and rubbed circles into the apple of your cheeks. “Many things, dearie,” he sighed softly, “but only if you want them too. I’ll leave if you want me to. I just want to see you happy.”

An odd thing to say when you nearly gave me a stroke.

Despite that near stroke though, you didn’t sense any malevolence from the ghostly figure who held you softly. And despite his cold touch, he was nothing but warmth, but in the sense of a weak candle.

One must just take care of the flame to see it grow.

Time after time, Lilia would find you, his spirit drawn towards yours.

I love you.

Never really said, but it would end in the same way. Him quietly loving you from the sidelines until he found his opening. An opening into your life, and your heart.

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Taglist; @afunkyfreshblog @bloomstruck @eynnwwyjth @identity-theft-101 @ithseem @lucid-stories @moonsoup01637 @ryker-writes @twistwonderlanddevotee @xxoomiii

#dove does events #twst #twst x reader #twst x gn reader #lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia vanrouge x gn reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x gn reader #i tried my best and i hope you like the direction i took it in #lilia why are you giving me issues? LET ME WRITE YOU YOU SILLY MAN! *lilia proceeds to fly away chuckling*#gilf enjoyers rejoice!#i always struggle with tags since i only want to tag relevant stuff; the rest is just ramblings or easter eggs #i need to start writing again; yeash #adding to my masterlist in a bit; have some things i need to do #please ignore most of the tags; i don't know what i'm doing half the time in them

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gayvecchio · 1 month

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My initial impression when I watched Eclipse for the first time (and what I still believe) is that Stella knew full well that Ray didn't humilate himself on purpose in the bank when they were kids. I always read it as Stella knowing how embarrased and ashamed Ray would feel for having wet himself, and instead of trying to console him and tell him that it was okay, she let him be the hero instead. Because even though in Ray's memory he thought that he was being 'John Lennon, James Bond, Joe Namath, all rolled into one', I don't think Stella actually fell in love with an illusion at all. Like Fraser said, 'I am willing to gamble that Stella looked beyond that one incident and saw the whole person'. I think she always saw Ray for who he really was, but Ray's own insecurities about himself made him believe that she had to be with him based on a lie. I think the person who doesn't see Ray clearly is Ray himself. He has such a low sense of himself that he can't imagine her falling for anything but a con. He can't imagine that Stella simply fell in love with little Ray Kowalski, because who the hell is even is that? He's convinced himself that he's been playing the part of 'the hero' all these years that he doesn't really see that he has actually become one. The person who recieved all those citations that Fraser recounts wasn't a lie or a con, it was Ray Kowalski, a good policeman, someone who one would be proud to call a partner and a friend. In my opinion Ray's biggest con was conning himself into believing he isn't good enough just the way he is.

#due south #stella kowalski #ray kowalski #anyway this is why the depiction of stella in some fics of being historically embarrased by ray over the years has always rankled me #she wouldn't have stayed with him since she's 13 if he was a constant source of embarrassment #she truly loved ray for ray #she just sadly ended up outgrowing the relationship eventually #and i think ray tied so much of his identity to stella for so long which is why he struggled so much to let go of her #lol i just wanted to write a little thought about stella and it ran away from me a bit. this is why i don't do meta stuff. i tend to ramble #i just hope i made sense #ds30below #<- oops forgot to tag

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feniksido · 5 months

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It’s his world im just living in it fr fr

#my art #zenith #THIS IS THE FUNNIEST SHIT IN THE WORLD TO ME NEVER STOP #HELP #I REALLY DO LOVE THAT YOU GUYS LOVE HIM #it’s killing me #omg #warm up for today i hope you know he’d frame all these tags if he could #‘garnering a following is easy i don’t understand why banites struggle so much with it’ is what he would say #um anyways #love all my followers for real i always read the tags and they make me smile

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lunarharp · 9 months

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hi

#witch hat tag #orufrey #*crowley the demon voice after dramatically announcing You're On Your Own With This One and leaving the building* I'm back #no but i have struggled very much this past 1 week or so with things largely unrelated to art but some related. I fought really really hard #I'll do my best to be brave and continue so i can make caicore drawings forever. last one is super mega scribbly wip-land...just an idea..#if i put my halo on your head oru you'll forget me and then only i will have to fall #Good omens-core. Changed forever by good omens sorry. i drew some of that too..might do more so i'll save it for later.#drawing other things is good. healing. i will continue to draw a variety of things and believe there's a point to it all #they will always be so important to me qifrey will always be guiding my drawing hand

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lavellyne · 3 months

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can the "finding your art style" discussion finally end because it does nothing but feeds people's insecurity and obsession with finding something... that they already have?

i've been there, trust me. growing up i was obsessed with "finding" my own art style. but you know what it only did? it made me almost quit drawing altogether on many occasions when in reality i already had one.

an art style is how you interpret everything around you through the act of creation. it's how you draw right now. it's how you place the lines. your line-weight. it's how you draw the eyes. it's how you shade.

an art style grows with you. it grows with your improvement. of course you can explore and bump it up by testing bits and pieces from art you love. but you don't add those bits to nothing. you add to what you already have, to the art style you already have. it's how you draw.

#lave talks #random ramble but i just saw another youtube video that's supposed to be a guide on how to find your art style #like dude. everyone who draws has an art style. everyone who writes has their own writing style #it will improve with you #it will grow with you #you can spice it up with things you like and enjoy. but it will always be there the second you pick up a pen #the refined art styles you see in experienced artists' portfolio is there because they've been drawing for decades and refined #what they already had. they polished their craft and their style followed. it will be the same with you. you just need to allow yourself #time for that growth #let's stop feeding into this idea that you don't have an art style until you do xyz #it almost ruined drawing for me #artist community #artists #artist #artist support #artist struggles #artist spotlight #art style #art tag #artists on tumblr #art discussion

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didderd · 2 months

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@tic-loud-tic-proud here they are! the good husbands! :3

(i still need to watch the second season, so no one spoil anything in the tags/comments please <3)

#(they didn't just request this randomly btw. i mentioned it in the tags jkfgb)#good omens made me genderfluid #/j corpse husband did #kjfgn rly th good omens fandom taught me what genderfluidity is #n then after lowkey questioning it for a while. copying corpse husband's like. hand style. with th rings n black nail polish #/that/ was my genderfluid awakening lmao #made me feel so masc #but ye i love crowley #th genderfluid icon #good omens will always have a special place in my heart #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #good omens #didderd art #am rusty with hair #but i rly like how az's came out #struggled with it a lot at first lmao #but 't looks nice

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sincerely-sofie · 5 months

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Cave-in: A comic starring Darkrai, Dusknoir, and an unconscious Twig on an expedition gone wrong.

(Note that this takes place after the ending of the fanfic, and people have settled into having Darkrai in their lives... for the most part. Dusknoir still hates his guts and doesn't trust him whatsoever.)