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pippuns · 8 months

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unspoken

#wol #ffxiv #final fantasy xiv #ff #reference a screenshot of 1.0 coerthas for this #new brushes go brrrr #did you know what unspoken used to be the overworld theme in coerthas? i didnt #bw version under the cut #alwynn #i think the bw version is my favorite but that might just be bc im so used to looking at it #the people on twitter voted for this one so this one i will post #pippart

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lillastarr · 28 days

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doctor’s orders <3

#hsr #honkai star rail fanart #honkai star rail #hsr aventurine #aventurine fanart #aventurine #hsr fanart #tried out a new painting style :D #fun brush go brrrr #art #fanart #digital art

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sleepydrupe · 3 months

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itty bitty gardener cole doodles! based off a sketch i did at school :))

art block really hit me like a rain of ginormous boulders because holy crap drawing anything has been super difficult :’) glad i was able to pump these doodles out HAH

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gessshoku · 2 years

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In the depths,

It was cold.

I couldn’t breathe.

Sometimes, I couldn’t even see.

Other times I would lay there and stare up to watch the light become dimmer as I sank lower.

And most of the time, I would inhale as much of the water as I could.

Even if it burned.

It was relaxing, it was therapeutic, it was the closest thing to happiness for me.

It wasn’t happiness. It wasn’t healthy. It wasn’t even fun. But I was too tired to care.

Then I heard voices.

They didn’t sound like the ones I constantly hear at night. Or the ones that forced me to smile, even when I wasn’t happy. Not even the ones that yelled at me for doing anything wrong.

They were muffled, and light, felt like the sunshine.

I heard many things, many wonderful things. It sounded soft and felt like the fluttering of butterflies on my face.

The more I listened, the more I began to float, and without even realizing it..

I was able to breathe again.

I was out of the depths, but I know it won’t be forever.

And that’s okay.

I can stare back at the depths and say “I’m Okay” and truly mean it.

I can swim freely with those same voices swimming next to me.

And if for any reason I get dragged back down, I know I’ll just have to listen for those same warm voices again.

They’ll always be there, I know they will.

Thank You.

#inspired by a lovely convo on the discord #made me realize a lot of stuff #and the last two weeks I’ve spent feeling lost and like I was drowning #after that I felt like I resurfaced #i also tried out some new brushes and a new coloring style #very proud of it #side profiles go brrrr #thank you Jack for that tutorial!#vent #gess box of arts #i mean it came from a vent but this in general isn’t a vent #still <3

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subskz · 1 year

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Hi, I'm more feral than usual bc I fucked up my tongue horribly so brain is going brrrr.

Welcome to Pink in Pain Feral Hours.

Conditioning our Yenie.. cause hello, it's me, hi <3 corruption kink and inexperienced Yenie enthusiast here 🩷 (the inclusion of a light pink, plain heart emoji has made my life better)

Thinking abt his thighs pressing together every time you touch him in a new spot or the sweet little sighs he'd let out while you start to give him hickies.

And yk what?!

Duo oral fixation! And size kinks! Bc Pink said so.

I have a non-sexual oral fixation (i have a habit of chewing and sucking on things and currently thinking abt buying a chew necklace for myself)(and let's also all laugh bc I have a sensitive gag reflex) and I think it could be a fun dynamic of both dom and sub having an oral fixation.

Bc picture it: The wide eye look Yenie would give when you start to suck on his fingers (and the hard-on, lmao) so when he shyly asks if he can suck on your fingers too? Hello? The vision is visioning.

Any chance he gets, he is asking if he can suck on your fingers, neck, chest, etc. Once that door gets open, hard to get it closed.

And, ofc, is it a Pink-laced Yenie ask if I don't mention his ootd?

It is a commonality to see pictures, in the album, of him, sucking on your fingers and chest.

OH NO that sounds very painful i hope you’re alright!! 😰 what better remedy than letting off some steam w our resident babygirl~

conditioning sweet clueless jeongin…one of my fave topics of conversation hehe poor thing is so lost and terribly inexperienced but the way he fumbles so cutely through it all, looking to you for guidance and being willing to do anything just to gain your approval is a million times more exciting anyway 😽 please the thought of him gasping and reflexively squeezing his thighs together when you brush over an extra sensitive spot is so good…you might have to hold his legs apart for him bc baby doesn’t know how to control himself yet <3

doms w oral fixations gang rise up!! both you and innie having one is such a vision indeed i love it…it’d be cute if he didn’t even realize he had one at first but after you notice him chewing on the drawstrings of his hoodies so often or subconsciously playing w his lips you start to catch on and decide to initiate it w him >:) the way his voice would crack so adorably as he asks what you’re doing when you take his fingers into your mouth…he can’t figure out why he doesn’t want you to stop until it dawns on him how hard he’s become 🥰

the return of your legendary ootd concept!! picturing the polaroids taken in your pov from above w yeni nestled into your chest looking so content n peaceful w smth occupying his mouth ㅠㅠ i’m in shambles

#ask #pink #💌 innie #long post #time to study the correlation between tongue pain and innovation bc you took no prisoners here today…#i hope youre feeling better now 😭

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sweetjijisama · 2 years

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Felt like drawing this guy with a weird grin that he always has xD

Also: new traditional looking brushes go BRRRR

Character: Senku Ishigami from "Dr. Stone"

#senku ishigami #dr stone #dr. stone #doctor stone #dr stone senku #my art

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0tabbi0 · 2 years

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Shiny Flygon go brrrr

Decided to test some new brushes and I’m pretty pleased with its results.

#tabbidraws #flygon #flygon Fanart #Pokemon #pokemon fanart #Shiny flygon

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thefanciestborrower · 10 months

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Haha lol Ice Emperor goes Brrrr part 6

The winter coat did wonders for Lloyd’s complete lack of natural cold resistance. Gone was the uncomfortable shivering, instead replaced with a seemingly-endless desire to explore the winding halls of the palace. The Emperor—Julien, as the child had taken to calling him—spent much of his time simply letting Lloyd perch atop his shoulders as he went about his business, though sometimes the boy went off to explore on his own.

He couldn’t say the concept didn’t worry him, and really, wasn’t that a novel experience? The Emperor of Ice worried for the safety of a child? Were his generals not so afraid of the power he wielded, they would laugh at him. Still, he had ensured to inform the guards of the palace—and Boreal for good measure—that Lloyd was not to be harmed in any way, and perhaps to humor his more harmless desires. He was, after all, just a boy, albeit a strange, determined sort.

For the most part, though, Lloyd stayed at least somewhat close to him, whether that be from him taking The Emperor’s advice on being careful in his diminutive form—his soldiers needed to be quicker about locating the plant. The leaf’s effects did not appear to be the sort to wear off, and The Emperor didn’t know how the child’s lack of autonomy in a world that wasn’t built for him was going to affect him in the long run—or because he simply preferred it. Either way, it was a rare day that set Lloyd and The Emperor in two entirely different sections of the castle.

And a rare day it is, The Emperor thought, idly watching Vex stride to the foot of the flight toward his throne. Ice shattered as he tilted his head. “Vex. What news do you bring?” Vex was not one for friendly encounters on most moons. Always working. Always focused.

“My lord, I believe it is pertinent to speak about your… ward.” Ward? Did he have a ward? Was this about Lloyd? Again?

“Ward, Vex?” Another crackling of ice as he leaned forward, interest playing at the edges of his mind. “I gather you speak of Lloyd.”

“Yes, m’lord. His… wandering troubles me.” The Emperor rested his head on a hand, nodding for his advisor to continue. “I fear he may still be looking for his friend. That he could lead the prisoners to arms against you. Repairs are becoming more difficult, Emperor; you mustn't put yourself at unneeded risk.” Frost danced around his fingers like a bird. Something familiar. Like the falcon’s cry that resonated so softly in his mind. “I fear that he may be manipulating you.”

The Emperor banished the forming ice, idly watching the single, ice-blue eye fall from his hand. It was supposed to be something more, he thought. “Vex.” He turned back to look at his advisor. “You are a wise man, but do you think that you place too much suspicion on a boy? He’s not even ten summers, I highly doubt his ability to manipulate me.” A breath laced with something warm. Like the ice had fallen away. “If I truly fall from my mind, then I trust you, Vex, to bring me back.” A hand brushed across his advisor’s shoulder, tracing the lightest pattern of silvery-white frost. “Is that all?” It was a whisper, light on his tongue in the same way as his smile.

A snort, something in the area of amused. “That is all, m’lord.”

“Then do get some rest. You walk these halls like a phantom.” He leaned back, letting his shoulder hit the back of the throne and stick there with a dark sort of ice crawling over his armor. “An emperor is only so well as his advisor.”

Vex bowed as he left, a theatrical affair even as he hummed in what The Emperor could place only as assent.

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Months’ walk away, in a flash of purple light, warm bodies fell in an ungraceful pile, multicolored gis standing out against the white. Shouting voices rang loud against the mountain, disturbing the snow.

And watching it all, he turned to the guard to his left, eyes half-lidded in lazy amusement. “Have the traveling party kill them all. Leave nothing. Dump whatever of them you can’t burn into the river. He must not know of this.”

Beyond, Neverberry in hand, a figure dressed in black slipped out from behind a shard of ice, returning to the palace unseen.

#OH! OH LOOK! THE OTHERS HAVE ARRIVED!#this is both a yay and oh no moment #also little Lloyd absolutely deserves to wander around shut up Vex I’ll dump you in a frozen lake #so much mystery I’m intrigued so intrigued #no vore in this chapter but I’m still tagging it as #n.injago vore #submission #Not my writing #phyre anon #fandom stuff

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tfsroleplay · 1 year

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((Haha anxiety go brrr…

so you know what that means? obscure lore dropppp. And let’s go with Adria since she’s new here))

Adria loves to sing, she doesn’t consider herself idol level (Callie and Marie disagree but no one can convince her otherwise) but she’ll often hum to herself if she’s doing something.

her and Julian are basically siblings. She can easily make him stop misbehaving just by looking at him. That being said, he has also made her participate in his gremlin-like behavior. She just knows how to reel him in when he’s acting a little too crazy.

since she ran away at 15, she didn’t exactly have much to take with her. Just a few sentimental items, food and water, money she stole from her parents had in her piggy bank, and the clothes on her back. She was on the streets for a while when she first left but didn’t stay there long. (her friend that she ended up moving in for a bit with basically dragged her off the streets and into their home)

She’s partially deaf in her right ear, aka the side that Tartar was on, and constantly hears a ringing in it like tinnitus. Her right eye is also now a little sensitive to light and she often gets migraines from that side…

She’s not the best cook around but she can make a decent meal for herself. Cordelia has taught her to bake a few easy desserts like coffee cake but that’s about it.

She has an artistic side and loves to paint more than anything, she will often sit down in front of a canvas and move several brushes around to calm herself. She’s a big fan of painting outside.

that’s it that’s all I got anxiety no longer go brrrr ;w;

#((ooc))#((lore stuff))

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irish-urn · 2 years

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Okay so you told me to go ahead with ramblings, which is so sweet btw. So buckle up, this is a long one.

Thank you for lowkey recommending Marianas Trench. I listened to their album Phantoms and it's so good! The first song I listened to by them was Eleonora (with earbuds in, and that made it /that/ much better) and it made my brain go brrrr.

-So Will I is so sweet and amazing and I totally see it as a wedding song. I'm not sure if I see it as THEE song for Dasey, but its definitely up there.

-Also your music taste is great

Now onto your beautiful new chapter.

-"Ain't it close to your curfew, Cinderella?" He KNOWS her so well and that's the perfect combo of teasing her and checking in on her.

-"Fuuuuck, what a day" Derek's the type to be "on" all the time when he's around people. And that must be exhausting sometimes.

-Thinking about Derek being protective over Casey, especially when shes drunk. And how even before the kiss happened she thought he would probably wanna walk her home, even though it's his party. Makes me think about him walking her home from previous parties. Would they walk so close that they would brush against each other? Or would either/both of them resolutely put their hands in their pockets just wishing they could reach out? And how awful he'd feel for her running out of the party, drunk, distressed, and alone. And how Derek might have to stay at the party after she leaves to keep up appearances and how miserable he would be trying to pretend everything was fine.

-The PHYSICALITY you bring to your them with small movements, like "narrowing her eyes at him" and "he makes an exaggerated frown" and "throat bobbing" all within a couple sentences just brings them to life

-"She straightens up, sitting a little taller" There's our nerd, excited and ready to share info

-"his eyes so bright, his smile so blinding" Not only is that beautiful, but I can picture it exactly and !!!

-Derek eventually (when everything calmed down) researching what stoning actually is and being horrified.

-Again, your imagery is perfection

-The way the thoughts flow, and intertwine with what's happening is just so !!!

-Also the way you write her thoughts and the spiral and the panic is so accurate

-Casey calling Derek "Der" is so !!!

-the DETAILS you include

-Derek being Captain is so special to me

-"Stop staring at your girlfriend" just says so much about how they act around each other

-"and how /dare/ he be the only reason she can breathe" I KNEW he would be a grounding force for her "it's not /fucking/ fair that he's the poison and the antidote" I saw your comment on ao3 talking about Poison and Wine and The Civil Wars and LISTEN not only did I immediately think about this song when I read that line, when we were talking about Dasey and music the other day I totally thought of it then too. So you & me = same page. Also reminds me of the lyrics "Cause all I need is on your lips/They're my enemy/They're my remedy" from 29 by Loïc Nottet

-He asks her if she's okay :( that's so cute

-Derek calling Casey "baby" almost instinctually. I feel like /I/ got hit by a 2×4

-Writing in Derek's panic too is just so special to me. And again, I saw your comment talking about how hes probably upset with himself and getting straight into that desperate fix-it /fix-it/ mode but still not wanting to just brush it aside because it was /coming/ and and and

- I may or may not want to HIT Flinn with a 2×4

- ANYWAY, as you can see, I have so many THOUGHTS and FEELINGS.

LET'S TALK MUSIC FOR TWO SECONDS before we jump back to Dasey and fics—

I was introduced to Marianas Trench via their Ever After album (and it's actually the only concert I've ever been to) which has some stand-out bouncy songs!! If you're an angsty person thought, I HIGHLY recommend "Lover Dearest", "One Love" (THIS ONE IS STARRED, OKAY???), and "Good to You" (one of their versions is a duet, and UGH). Phantoms is also an excellent album, and if you like satire, they do a song called "Pop Music 101" where they make fun of the music industry.

*rolls around in The Civil Wars for a bit* And I'm adding that song you recc'd to my list.

And I still haven't figured out Dasey's wedding song yet. I'm still searching for one that satisfies Casey's romantic dreams while allowing Derek to maintain his image. I *think* I know their first dance though.

(Was that spoilers? Oh well.)

I LOOOOOOOOVED YOUR THOUGHTS and if you want, I can go through each one of them and we can gush forever and forever about these two sappy, competitive idiots—

And I'm talking about the whole "baby" thing in another ask/answer, don't worry.

And, the crazy thing with these two is that sometimes I put a lot of thought into why they do/say what they do (like the "baby" thing, and their love languages), but a lot of times, they just ACT, and I'm just typing out whatever they're doing, and to see others' reactions is, like, I feel like I've been a good stenographer, if that makes sense. Like, I did my job. So thank you so so much for distracting me at work and making me giggle at my phone—

(And, again, I can totally talk about any of your points if you want us to start an insane feedback loop (I would be 100% okay with this).)

<3

#asks #kick at the darkness 'till it bleeds daylight #dasey #SO SWEET #my readers are amazing

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drowsyscatterbrain · 27 days

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haha new software new brushes go brrrr

#shitpost #me art #scribbles #i've adapted to my new tablet let's fucking gooooooo

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soup-that-thinks · 7 months

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Had a shower this morning. Except I wasn't in the shower, I was brushing my teeth. And that was almost a month ago by now and I can't fricking finish this because it's constantly detailing itself. Anyway, here is as good a place to write it down as any.

It mainly has to do with The Dead Zone (by Stephen King) and the Harry Potter universe.

Call this a wild AU.

Imagine this: In 1955, a couple years or so after little Johnny Smith gets brain damage for the first time (nasty ice-skating accident when he was six), he accidentally predicts the winning numbers for the lottery ticket his parents brought. Now they're rich, yay!

The first thing on their to-do list is to move away because let's be honest, Durham is like the small town version of Brooklyn. In the end, they somehow end up in another small town, in Scotland. Surrounded by forests and hills and valleys.

Few months later, they're all tired from trying to find jobs and finding eight years old Johnny a new school, so they take a break and go hiking. From there, Johnny goes downhill, along with . else. He tumbles down, hits his head on a rock at match speed. Brain damage go brrrr.

He falls into a coma. Time flies by, and for the Smiths, it's a steady decrease of money and will to live.

Almost four years after his hospitalization, in 1959, Johnny is visited by a man who calls himself Albus Dumbledore. This man (knower of all kinds of obscure bullshit) somehow just wakes the kid up, which causes a nurse to faint.

The mysterious man introduces himself to Johnny, hands him a letter, - addressed to him so accurately it has the door and even the bed's assigned number -, and tells him to read it. The letter goes: 'Dear John Smith, we are happy to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts Highschool of Witchcraft and Wizardry!' and so on.

Of course, Johnny is more than a little confused. Magic? What?? Plus, he just woke up from- oh. Oh.

Dumbledore notices Johnny hyperventilating, panics, tries to calm him, fails, tries some more and barely succeeds. (Dumbledore had used physical touch to do so, and he's lucky the hospital gown was in the way. So far Johnny can only say for certain that this man is not to be trusted.)

After Johnny calmed down, nobody says anything for a while. He breaks the silence first, saying he wants his parents, and he will not go anywhere with anyone else, especially not with the fishy uncle who says he's from a school Johnny has never heard about.

Albus is immensely grateful for having come in muggle-friendly clothes, because otherwise this would have turned into a difficult situation. Like this , however, he can just go search for a (conscious) nurse or doctor and tell them to call Mr. and Mrs. Smith, their son is awake.

The Smiths are there in less than an hour (hospital's in the city, kinda far from their home, but closer to their workplaces), and demanding to be told everything, specifically, how is their son? Is he okay? Why is he so twitchy? (Damage in the nervous system, that's why.)

Albus decides to let the doctors do their thing first, and talk to the parents in the meantime. He tells them 'Your son is a wizard.' and all that jazz. Intense debate ensues, but I'm not patient enough to think it out.

Fast forward to Diagonally (Johnny's in a wheelchair ironically enough), specifically to Olliewander's (Ollie Wanders? I don't remember 😑), the first place after Gringotts where a problem shall arise (muggle-wizard currency exchange is a troublesome process). Simply put, no wand chooses him for some reason (that being his 'magic' not being compatible with wands in the right way, but they don't know that). Dumbledore and Olliewander (Ollie Wander?) are baffled, the parents are confused, Johnny is also confused, but for a different reason.

They ask him, and he explains he had seen flashes of the wands being made, sold and used for many things. Odd. The kid seems to have a talent in prophecy. Or something like that.

Still, no wand. But it's fine. There's still some time before school starts and Ollie can just make more, and maybe try to better suit them to the kid.

In the remaining summertime, the Smiths try to cram all the physical therapy into little more than two months and get a headstart on all the Gen Ed Johnny missed. The physical therapy was going fine, but you can only cram so much studying into two months.

Fast forward (again) to King's Cross, where Albus leads John Smith and another kid, this one called Tom Marvolo Riddle, to platform nine and three quarters. Smith is wearing gloves due to an accident with the physical therapist, and Riddle is looking at the former with a condescending sort of curiosity.

I'm gonna post this as it is and call it Part 1, because it's longer than Salazar's pet basilisk. And I need to gather stuff for the next one.

#AU #The Dead Zone #Stephen King #John Smith #Harry Potter series #Albus Dumbledore #Tom Riddle

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gilbertalove · 3 years

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