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kutyanchan · 5 days

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EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OKAY

#Omori #omori spoilers #omori sunny #omori basil #omori mari #omori fanart #omori #artists on tumblr #dijital art #small artist #procreate #new on tumblr #indie games #jrpg

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enisestudio · 1 year

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Posting my most iconic drawings so people can recognize my old ass profile or artstyle to revive this account 🙏 Which is your favorite archon? Mine’s is Venti ✨

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kirieshkavpope · 7 days

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Подозрительный...

#crime and punishment #raskolnikov #rodion romanovich raskolnikov #19th century literature #ruslit #fanart #art #fyodor dostoevsky #new on tumblr

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cannatrashed · 3 months

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I’ve come to say hiii, I’m Bailey from Michigan. Here’s before and after hitting my rig. I couldn’t log back into my old accounts so here I am starting from scratch. Ask me questions :)

#michigan #new on tumblr #new account #new acct #me #selfies #420 #girls who smoke weed #ask me anything #anon ask #smoke dabs #dabbing

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l0g4n77 · 10 months

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First post! My drawing of Dee :3

#my art #it's always sunny in philadelphia #iasip #new on tumblr #dee reynolds #digital art

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cookybitz · 8 months

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Iko

#art #oc #slime girl #new on tumblr #goo girl #slime

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detectivesholmes · 2 months

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John convinced me, or rather pestered me, to join this social media website. He told me that the listeners of his podcast want to see me here. One listener has been particularly persistent. I think John called them something along the lines of a chaotic frying pan. Whatever that means. So here I am. Don't make me regret this.

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xxanonymessxx · 1 year

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I drawn some more of Wally Darling

#Yes I changed his outfit #I just wanted to #welcome home #welcome home arg #wally darling #digital artist #queer artist #artists on tumblr #new on tumblr

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gojoshooter · 1 year

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Helping you in a panic attack — Gojo Satoru

Pairing : Gojo Satoru x f!reader

Genre : heavy angst, hurt and comfort, sfw, a small millisecond of fluff at last?

A/N : Sorry if someone did this already, but i wanted to write something sad so bad lol.

WARNING : panic attack, self harm, mentions of blood, crying, tears, past abuse & bullying

“This is kinda big for you, huh,” Satoru says, kneeling on the bathroom tiles in front of you and rolling up the sleeves for a better fit.

You're not in the best state, sickness taking a toll on you in the middle of literature class. Satoru blames it all on how poorly you've dressed yourself so he asks for permission to bring you to the bathroom and put some of his.

Your wrists feel cold where he touches and his blue eyes freeze when his fingertips brush over something over your skirt pocket.

It's that bloody pen, the one that—

“Shit,” Satoru mutters.

It has been two years since you last saw them. The reason of your current panic attacks. Two years since your boyfriend reported them to the police for severe bullying case. Although they're gone, they did leave their evil habit to corrode you by yourself, untill you collapse of self deterioration. That is, if your boyfriend wasn't there by your side.

The bathroom's lights are dim but he can faintly make out where your skin is darker under his jacket that he made you wear, like it's bruised. He takes a long breathe. Satoru's fingers tremble as he goes to pull it out of your skirt.

“Stop! ” you shout suddenly, standing bolt upright from the closed toilet seat he made you sit on, eyes wet and unfocused.

He looks at you, and the only word Satoru can think of is broken. He feels protective over you all of a sudden. He's the only one in this world who knows what you've gone through, and there's no way he's not going to do something about it.

“y/n, please,” Satoru says, taking a step towards you. “Let me take that out. It's not good for you-”

“It is,” you're still shouting, voice cracking, taking multiple steps back, as if you're a cornered prey and Satoru is hunting you. “It is, you can't take it, you can't-”

“Give me the pen,” Satoru's chest aches. “Please, pup, you're hurting yourself.”

“I'm not hurting myself, it helps,” comes your croaked voice. You walk back, away from him, and then trip on something, probably the wet floor. You don't even try to get up. Just there, staring up at Satoru with those terrible, glassy eyes. It's coming, your panic attack — you can feel it. You don't want it again.

“You wouldn't understand,” you say like a stubborn kid accusingly. “So- j-just stop trying to act. You don't get, it helps, it's all I have--”

“No, you don't get it,” Satoru voice reaches an octave. There's something telling him he shouldn't be angry, that you're only lashing out because you're desperate, but Satoru is still Satoru. “Its crazy, the way you hurt yourself with that damn pen all day! ” His chest heaves but he needs to say more, finish this once and for all. He sees it, that godforsaken pen clutched like a candy in a kid's hand.

“It's not helping and for god's sake will you take it out and give it to me? ” Satoru's voice echoes in the dimly lit space and that's when he realizes he'd been shouting. Just like your father had been. It's deathly quiet then, just the soft buzz of a few fireflies dancing around the visible light.

He is breathing hard, gulping because he feels like he's choking. You're still on the floor and crying. Satoru did not want this.

You look so lost and pathetic, sitting on the cold bathroom tiles, trembling with suppressed sobs and fingers hooked under the pointed pen you stabbed your wrist with. He looks at you and you look heartbreakingly small. Satoru's anger leaves him in a moment.

“I'm sorry,” the white head says immediately, collapsing to his knees and gathering you into his arms. You don't move, just let your forehead rest on his shoulder like a limp mass and try to breathe.

“Fuck, I'm so sorry, babe,” he swallows, wrapping his arms tighter and feeling like the worst person in the world right now.

You stay there for a long time, minutes or hours or more, pressed against your boyfriend in the biting cold. You wonder how he's still keeping up with you. When you stop shaking, Satoru pulls back slightly to see your face.

You've definitely stopped crying but your eyes are no less of a void than before.

“Hey,” Satoru murmurs, and you lift your head a bit. He removes one arm from around you and places his hand on your cheek, still damp. Only then do you look at him, eyes confused, dazed. Your skin is soft with tears. Satoru feels like he has something incredibly precious in his arms, that's equally fragile.

He uses a thumb to wipe them up, leaning in so that your foreheads touch along with your nose. You blink.

“Let me? ” Satoru asks quietly, his warm palm around the silver metal pen forgotten in your hold. You swallow and nod, eyes still on Satoru's.

He pulls out the pen from your hand and places it behind him on the floor. “You don't need to hurt yourself,” Satoru says. “There are other ways.”

He has no idea whether you hear or even understand him.

“Stay over at mine,” Satoru says. He doesn't ask because he knows you won't answer him.

You both stand up and walk to his house. Your boyfriend holds your hand, which was unresponsive but warm.

When they get inside, Satoru's mom is at the island in the kitchen, leaning against the marble counter, reading something — presumably a philosophy book. She looks up as Satoru enters.

She stops when she notices you behind him, face scrunching into that of worry.

Satoru gives his mom the best 'don't ask' look which she being his mom, understands easily and nods.

“Let's go upstairs,” he tugs on your hand, and you trail behind the boy silently.

When you get into his room, Satoru offers you some of his clothes which you know will literally drown in just by looking at how big they look. He goes to the bathroom while you change, brushing his teeth and preparing for the bed. When he finishes, he comes out to see you standing in the middle of the room, scratching at your wrist. You look really small in his grey t-shirt and he finds the fact so adorable.

“Aren't you going to get into bed? ” Satoru says, and your head snaps up incredulously. Satoru, irrationally, blushes.

Yes, your little relationship hasn't gone much far yet.

“I'll sleep on the couch, don't worry,” he says quickly, nudging his chin at the fold-out he keeps in his room for when Geto & Shoko stay over after playing video games. “it's a pretty comfy couch. Don't have to think about me. And uh.. not that my bed's not comfy, 'cause it is. Everything's comfy.”

He regrets talking too much. Oh how he wishes to learn a technique that can close his big mouth.

He chuckles nervous and awkward and you get into his bed. You pull the covers over yourself, your line of shoulders still tense but he decides he can do nothing about that. He doesn't want to make you feel even more uncomfortable.

“G'night,” Satoru says, and turns off the light. He grabs a pillow and and lies down on the couch, tucking his blanket tightly around himself.

Now he can't really sleep, and judging by your odd breathing, neither can you.

“Satoru? ” You call out of nowhere, and it's so unexpected for him Satoru nearly falls off the side.

“Y-yeah? ” he replies.

Satoru's s heart is close to ripping out of his chest as his throat goes dry simultaneously.

“Do you still care? ” you ask after a pause. He doesn't say anything, so you elaborate for him in a more straight-forward way.

“Do you still like me? ”

“Yes ” he manages. It sounded more like a question, as if he expected you to go somewhere with that. Of course he still likes you, what were you thinking?

Satoru cranes his neck to look at you, whose posture under the covers seems to be more relaxed. He bites his lip on a smile.

A/N : they're still working on it :) feeling down? text me if a talk can help ♡ aaannddd! reblog if you enjoyed this hc! even likes are appreciated ^-^

P.S. : sorry if i did not make it clear what's up with the pen here, she used to stab herself with the pen on her wrist as a coping mechanism for her panic attacks (to ground herself!)

Tags : @luckimoon @ventiisoverparty

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bananitryithegoatman · 1 year

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demon thing lol.

#dead end #dead end courtney #cortney #dead end paranormal park #fanart #my art #new on tumblr #bananitryi

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zhinchino · 3 months

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Randy in Scott Pilgrim style!!

#randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #randy cunningham #randy cunningham fanart #fanart #redraw #rc9gn #my fanart #new on tumblr #artists on tumblr #artwork #digital art #scott pilgrim #drawing

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kutyanchan · 15 days

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Hi Magdalena! Your art is beautiful!

Could you draw Homura? She's my fav as you may have guessed from my blog's name (´･ᴗ･ ` )

thank you! Here goes your Homura ^_^

#madoka magica #puella magi madoka magica #homura akemi #akemi homura #anime fanart #anime art #artists on tumblr #dijital art #procreate #small artist #new on tumblr #digital artist #artwork #art

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coycorry · 8 months

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💕💓 boba boys 💓💕

+bonus my queen is separately, because she loves her personal space (and I drew her much much earlier than those guys)

btw, hi. I am corry, a twitter artist that trying to escape twitter, so I plan to repost my art here soon. I’m not sure how tumblr to be fair, but I’m praying to all gods that I will figure it out.

I will be thankful for all your support, sharing, likes and comments.

Follow me for more akatsuki (I mean sasodei ((I mean sasori))) content, and hope to see you soon 🌸

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kirieshkavpope · 4 days

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I just wanted to see them in an unusual for c&p color scheme

#crime and punishment #rodion romanovich raskolnikov #raskolnikov #sonya marmeladova #sofia semyonovna marmeladova #c&p #19th century literature #new on tumblr #ruslit #russian literature

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pyrocherub · 2 months

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My twist on the puppet's design from fnaf!

It's an old piece, but I'm so darn proud of it😔

I'd love to hear yall's opinion n who I should do next!

#fnaf #fnaf fanart #fnaf puppet #fnaf marionette #fnaf 2 #fnaf 2 fanart #fnaf 2 puppet #fnaf 2 marionette #new on tumblr #fnaf redesign

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amarirotten · 4 months

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A gift for my beloved one

I'm not too familiar with this fandom, but @boldlyfoggyllama loves this rare-ship so much, that's why I decided to treat them with a gift. Love ya, honey💜💜💜

#lurking for love #jacob alden #boyfriend to death #rarepair #crackship #new on tumblr #digital aritst #digital art #artists on tumblr #my art

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