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bluismie · 6 days
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the category is hurt/comfort
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bishy437 · 6 months
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more of my moshang x inuyasha/isekai thing bc im still stupid as hell
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triona-tribblescore · 2 months
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Husk went and bought some bike-safe clothes to cope with his adrenaline-junkie boyfriend uvu ✨
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gremnda · 4 months
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POV: you're in a server full of reapers
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xiao-come-home · 1 month
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Making Boothill a new hat and now he's going to wear it everywhere. And if someone dares to insult or damage it? They better say their prayers.
Angry as f Boothill... Oh Lord help us all 🥶
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OH HE'S NOT LETTING THIS ONE GO FOR A LONG TIME. It's probably not as bad when someone insults it - although Boothill just might almost break their jaw and throw insults at them (even though it comes out as "just what! Did ya say about my hat, FRECKLE!"), he'll remember that person till they, literally, die.
"Oh, we meet again. The stink that insulted my hat, from my beloved. Hope ya feel peachy (like shit) today."
Boothill truly loves the hat you made him - it's like a mobile piece of your heart he's able to move anywhere, especially if you aren't accompanying him that day! It reminds him of you, your smell, your love for him, and but most importantly—
Poof! Someone shoots a bullet.
It didn't harm Boothill - thank aeons - but his new hat falls on the floor, the now new, uninvited hole carved into it.
...But most importantly, your poured your entire heart into it, and await for him at home.
Boothill freezes for a while, throwing off the shooter, or - how the cyborg decided to call them - the victim; he bends down and picks up the hat, dusting it off carefully, his thumb trailing the outline of the ugly he from the bullet.
"Do you know what have you done?" Boothill's tone is cold like ice; he stands still with his back facing the poor person, his snowy hair floating gently against the wind. The person doesn't seem to answer his question, making him even more agitated.
"I said," Boothill almost growls, spitting out a bullet and turning around, "do ya know what have ya just done?!"
Crimson flashes in his eyes; the bystanders only hear rapid sounds of fired bullets, almost if they had their own mind and hatred to the person they're targeting.
Even though Boothill comes out victorious in this battle (duh!), he plops down on the couch defeated, sighing and clinging the hat to his chest. You kiss and cradle his cheek, feeling him nuzzle into your hand; he closes his eyes in content, but still feeling uneasy inside.
"Some donkey (dick) destroyed my new hat. So I taught them a lesson." He explains calmly and hands you the headpiece. He opens one of his eyes and observes you quietly, awaiting your reaction.
"It's alright - I can fix this for you," you answer gently, giving him a soft smile; your eyes examine the place of the unfortunate bullet that once went through. You can see the wide smile on his face in the corner of your eye, shortly after feeling the familiar, sweet warmth of his lips on your palm.
"But you need to get cleaned up first... There's blood on the entire couch, Boothill!"
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heich0e · 7 months
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reformed scumbag sukuna who can be a bit rough with you, manhandling you, wrestling you a bit too eagerly even though he's so so much bigger than you are. who stares down at you with this almost feral sort of grin when he's got you pinned underneath him, both of you breathing a little heavy, but is reminded of just how vastly different your strengths are as you peer up at him defencelessly. reminded of how easy he could break you if he isn't careful, and how he should treat you more delicately. but who still can't help but kind of like it.
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scrivvle74 · 2 months
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I had a dream where Xie Lian was walking around carrying Hua Cheng under his arm like a ragdoll so I will be drawing that asap
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jonathanbiers · 2 years
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thinking thoughts about avoidant attachment steve (because try and tell me he isn't, with THOSE parents? get out) getting scared when he realizes he's in love with eddie because being in love is scary and hasn't gone well for him in the past. he's always been the one who loves harder, he's always been the one who puts others first, and never had someone do the same for him. now that he and eddie feel like they're on equal footing, he's fucking terrified of having that ripped out from under him. so, subconsciously he starts pulling away because when he's gonna get hurt he might as well be prepared for it, try and at least put up some walls so that when eddie breaks his heart he won't just be standing there obviously crushed like, y'know, the last time.
cut to eddie thinking he's done something terribly wrong because his previously sweet and warm and cuddly bordering on clingy steve is suddenly being so quiet and so distant, not really initiating any of the touches he usually does. he's not pulling away but he's definitely not doing that (annoying, but insufferably adorable) thing where he pointedly removes eddie's guitar from his lap to sit there himself and demand attention anymore. and yeah, eddie would always roll his eyes and sigh loudly at first, but he loves giving steve his undivided attention. he misses those moments already and it's only been like this for a week.
so, he confronts him about it. he tries to do so carefully, because he doesn't know what he did wrong and he thinks maybe it should be obvious or whatever. he's preparing for an, "are you serious, i really have to tell you?" but maybe he's a bit too vague about it because steve just looks like a deer caught in headlights for a second before his face goes cold, blank.
and steve's thinking this is it, this is eddie about to rip off the bandaid, and he's obviously trying to go about it gently and there's a tilt to his eyebrows that says he feels bad about it, so steve might as well just go and do it for him, y'know? says it's fine, he'll leave if eddie wants him to, and he's got his hand on the doorknob before eddie can say anything. completely misses the confused look on his face.
and eddie has to just about chase him out the door before he can reach his car because steve doesn't seem to be hearing when he's calling after him that what the fuck, no he doesn't want steve to leave, he's in– but he stops himself from saying that, because something is clearly upsetting steve and it's got to be his fault and now's not the fucking time. but he does manage to get his hand on the window of steve's car door before he can get in, hold it closed so that steve will finally look at him. so he can ask steve to please talk to him.
and you can imagine eddie's confusion and then shock when steve just starts mumbling (actually mumbling which is so out of place for him because he hates when others mumble to him, because he can't fucking hear) and he keeps cutting himself off mid-sentence and starting over and he won't look at eddie at all and this is all so out of character for steve, until eddie finally manages to piece together some of the abandoned sentence fragments into something that's starting to sound a lot like steve thinking eddie's going to get sick of him sooner or later, or sick of his bullshit (the look steve gets on his face on this word suggests there is more under the surface here, but again now is not the time) so eddie should just get it over with and that it's okay. but steve isn't looking like he actually thinks it's okay, in fact he's looking like he's trying so hard not to cry.
so, speechless for maybe the first time in his life, eddie just pulls steve into the tightest hug he can. hugs him until he stops his rambling, keeps hugging him until he feels steve's arms wrap loosely around his waist. only when he finds the words again does he pull back, doesn't even let go really, just moves one of his hands to steve's chin, makes him look at him.
"i'm not going to get tired of you, steve," he says, "i love you. i'm in love with you."
but steve doesn't look relieved or happy to hear it, not at first. no, he looks like he doesn't believe it, which is confirmed when he says, "don't say it if you don't mean it. i can't- i can't do that again."
and doesn't that just break eddie's heart into a bunch of little pieces, because here's possibly the best, most caring, bravest person he's ever met and yeah, maybe he acts a little bitchy sometimes but he's got a heart full of love for those around him. here he is, seeming utterly convinced that he's not going to receive that love in return. seeming like he's been shown time and time again he's never going to receive in return the level of love he puts out.
eddie's determined to show him otherwise, though, and he starts by repeating himself; in between soft, slow kisses at first (thankfully it's night time, and no nosy neighbors in sight) but the kisses get lighter and start to travel all over steve's face and by the time eddie's kissing the little space between his eyebrows, steve's smiling, he's actually kind of laughing. it's a nervous, i'm-not-convinced-this-is-real laugh, but it's there and eddie wants to hear more of that laugh and less of the sad, defeated mumbling he was doing earlier so he brings steve back inside where it's warm and he takes his time pressing kisses all over steve and telling him every single reason he loves him. he knows off the top of his head because he actually made a list of them all, he was trying to write a song about it, was planning on dropping the big L word with a grandiose gesture of flowers and candles and his acoustic guitar before steve started pulling away from him. oh well, he thinks he has some candles stashed away somewhere anyway.
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manofthepipis · 2 months
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Can we take a look at Spamton w/o glasses if possible?? I suppose his eyes are in a bad condition since they were burnt out from seeing [[heaven]] (if I remember correctly), but still I want to check them out
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hes defensive about those things
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hualianschild · 3 months
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tobias-hankel · 10 months
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Why does Spencer look so sassy here? Like a little brother waiting on his sister to hurry up.
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saphushia · 1 year
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ok. ok. i KNOW i said the previous comic would be the last for a while. but. BUT. i thought a little too long about the sentimentality of scars, and the choice, the ability to prioritize feelings over function 🥺
once again, @shepscapades 's DBHC au, and in large part inspired by this specific drawing/info. while it's really no effort at all for etho to carry all that stuff in one arm, it's about. it's about him not having to, because they're equals, because they're friends, because his friend wants to help, even if he doesn't necessarily need it.
timelapse below the cut (flashing colors warning)
forgot to start the recording until i'd already sketched the first 2 panels but you get what you get lmao
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palskippah · 5 months
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Hi!
Silly comic to show that Daisy showered Mario in gifts too like she did with Luigi when he was expecting a baby ahskshs
Also, that she gave Peach during all those months like three things while she gave Mario like dozens of gifts, only to bother her (and that mug I added last second just because someone at twitter called Peach mother and I thought, yeah :y)
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enderspawn · 1 year
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i open the joel smallishbeans video
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i promptly close the joel smallishbeans video
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nightskyfoxyy · 5 months
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A rare Blyla sketch? In this economy?
(Ngl I love these two)
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pixiemage · 7 months
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Grian became a Watcher. He didn’t go unwillingly, but he was surely tempted into it. It wasn’t the ability to see all things that drew him in, or the godlike powers they possessed, or the promise of access to above-admin abilities most people would dream of.
No. No, the thing that drew him in was a simple power nor ordinary player would ever possibly be able to gain on their own:
The ability to place vertical slabs.
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