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jell-o101 · 4 months
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I’m a lil late but number 11 Luaisy except it’s Daisy as Spiderman?
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Huehuehuehue alrighty then
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Behold, my first Daisy drawing! And come ON! I couldn’t do just one image!
@the-brucest-fan 👀👀👀
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ride-a-dromedary · 7 months
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Again I know it's supposed to be a haha reference to the turns into a bear when he's too aroused thing, but in again refusing to brush just over the surface of this character: "I must be careful or I'll lose run of myself again. An Archdruid should show *some* restraint." comes across to me as more melancholy than perhaps intended when a. You take it into consideration that several lines imply that Halsin has issues with self control and self servitude, and presenting an "acceptable" version of himself as an outwards facing authority figure, to the point where he brushes over his own feelings, or pushes things that he wants down in the effort to reflect better what others want from him.
And b. Remember that Halsin was essentially just an apprentice when he was forcibly situationally promoted to Archdruid - he wasn't taught *how* to be an Archdruid or trained for it, or mentored; he was thrust into it because they didn't have any other choice. But they needed someone, so he stepped up. Halsin has spent the last century studying and learning things on the fly or through trial and error, and in a position of leadership like that, he is aware that every failure to uphold that mask *counts* and others *are* very much affected. How many times has he muttered that same mantra? Or heard it thrown around? An Archdruid not having control over their own magic is a big deal. Even when he is no longer Archdruid, he still grumbles it to himself. He's been at it over a century and he *still* doesn't feel like he's gotten it right. Even when he is in a place of progression, of trying to gain hold of himself again, those wisps of failure and self doubt still creep into everything. And that's sad to me.
#BG3 Musing#Halsin Posting#haha funny line in response to saucy line that man is about to go feral ooh se- HEY TRAUMA#it's like a med student being promoted to the head of emergency#or an admin assistant suddenly being put in a ceo role#like i know it's a meme scene!! but halsin sounds *humilated* when he accidentally wildshapes during his romance scene#he sounds flustered and embarrassed and is so quickly launching off excuses with a tone that indicates *he thinks it's over*#like he fucked up he fucked this up just when he was *starting* to come into himself again and it never stops#i keep thinking of that one lyric from big thief 'i can't find surrender/and i can't keep control'#and again i'm reading too deep into it but halsin's struggle with failure really is embedded here you just have to...like listen to him#Even when he *says* that there's little point in denying oneself#he does it literally all the time - he did it for a *century*#and i'm not saying he doesn't have fun or not enjoy things but he cuts himself off so early at the root#or buries himself so thoroughly in a self indulgence until it wrecks him and neither of these things are healthy#note that he says as long as others aren't affected - he doesn't say as long as i'm not affecting *myself*#anyway i'm unwell#maybe i was never meant to be archdruid - you weren't! you were meant to protect nature's spirit and roam with the wilds#and yet he still did the best he could and people *admire* him and followed him but he may never come to see it that way#you ruined a perfectly good wood elf - look it's got trauma and anxiety (and larian turned him into a meme and i won't forgive them)
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headcanonsandmore · 4 months
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The saucy WIP is taking some interesting turns. 🤭
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aziracrowkitty · 4 months
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Oooh saucy😏♥️
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😏
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There’s definitely something nice and wholesome about a reader that can see through Macaque’s disguise but I love the fucked up angst that can come from *not* being able to tell the difference.
Atleast not until it’s too late.
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notasomp · 4 months
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fucked up world we live in.
can’t even say phrases like “saucy boy” anymore
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Or if you’ve read Romeo and Juliet:
You are a saucy boy
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dioptasesystem · 6 months
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I'm like 40% sure that as a kid I once pronounced Sasuke as "saucy gay"
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itisiives · 6 months
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dapper-lil-arts · 3 months
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Oh man this is great! Can you draw more of those fruity horses again thank you
hahahaha i dont think god herself could stop me from drawing more of these gay ass horses, theyve taken over my brain entirely. thank you for loving it tho!! i def get more desire to do these things with positive feedback!
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gaywiththesauce · 7 months
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Pale Imitation
Hello everyone! Happy RenGiyuu Wednesday! This is way later in the day than I wanted to post this but uh let's roll with it and pretend I didn't forget about it. Enjoy, gays and theys
TW: Mentions of Death, Blood, Brief Mention of CPR.
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A gasp tore through the warm layer of haze that settled in the humid house. The window was open, inviting the summer air in, producing trails of cold sweat to clung to Giyuu's skin.
He sat up quickly, throwing the blanket off a side to feel the cold carpet under his feet. He held his head in his hands, keeping his eyes open to chase away the haunting images of his nightmare.
Kyojuro's hand was still warm when it touched his face. It was warm when it fell and when Giyuu begged to God as a nonbeliever. Never in his life did he pray so much. Not when he lost Sabito, not when he lost himself.
Kyojuro's sweat was still warm. Kyojuro's blood was still warm when he packed his wound with gauze. Kyojuro's skin was still warm when he beat blood back into his heart. Thump, thump, thump; artificial heartbeats are pale imitations of a working heart.
Giyuu put his feet back on his futon. The cold wasn't as comforting as it should have been. He felt a tear fall on his wrist, and that's when he noticed he was crying.
Of course it was Kyojuro. It had to be his love that had to fight an Upper Moon. He was alone. If only Giyuu was a little faster. If only he was there when it happened--
"Giyuu?" a hand touched his leg and Giyuu flinched away. He looked over. A warm hand remained where it had grazed Giyuu's thigh.
Giyuu looked away, unable to look into those eyes. Kyojuro took his arm and pulled until he could hold Giyuu's hand. "Are you alright, dear?"
Giyuu couldn't talk. He knew that if he even attempted to open his mouth, the only noise he could make would be croaks of pain. He nodded.
Kyojuro shifted to sit up next to him. "You had a nightmare, didn't you? The same one?" Giyuu nodded. Kyojuro held Giyuu's rough hand in both of his. He brought his knuckles to his chapped lips to kiss them. He pressed Giyuu's palm against his chest, right next to his wound but directly over his heart.
Giyuu could feel Kyojuro's pulse under his fingers. It was strong, the strongest it's been since the accident... the accident...
He needed to stop describing it as an accident. It wasn't an accident.
His body relaxed at the physical reminder of Kyojuro's good health. His mind wasn't as fortunate. Kyojuro noticed. He tucked a hair behind Giyuu's ear and held his chin, guiding the man to look at his lover.
"I'm here," Kyojuro reassured, bringing his sleeve up to wipe Giyuu's tears away. His sleeve was soaked after cleaning his cheeks.
Giyuu looked down. His tears could be heard beating against his blanket.
Kyojuro tilted his head back up and brought him into a loose hug, "I'm here now, and I'm alive. That's what matters, isn't it?"
Yeah, Giyuu guessed that's what should matter to him. Kyojuro survived. He survived and he was alive now to kiss Giyuu's temple. Giyuu dropped his head against Kyojuro's shoulder.
Kyojuro knew how difficult it was for Giyuu to process his death and his... undeath. He was dead for two minutes. He lost a quarter of his guts and his whole eye. Giyuu expected him to be dead. He did die, but he was alive. He lived.
Kyojuro laid them down, resting Giyuu's head against his chest. Giyuu looked up at him, worried about his injury. Kyojuro didn't react to his worry, simply petting his hair and silently convincing him to lay his head down.
When he complied, he instantly knew why. Thump. Thump Thump. It was so loud in his ear and Giyuu could feel how hot Kyojuro's chest was with life. Since when was he shirtless? Giyuu couldn't answer. He felt like he was melting against his lover's embrace.
Everything of him and within him melted. He sighed physically, shakily to represent how much the daily nightmares affect him. Each night, Kyojuro comforted him without frustration or complaint.
Giyuu thought he had prayed for God to save just his boyfriend. He was foolish to think that God would kill one of his angels so easily.
Kyojuro pulled the thin blanket over them again and held Giyuu as he stirred. He didn't realize how close he was to falling asleep again. When did it become this easy?
"I'm not going anywhere, just getting comfy. Are you comfortable, dear?" Giyuu didn't bother to give him an answer as he wrapped an arm around Kyojuro's waist.
Kyojuro chuckled. Damn. The sound was beautiful and rich. It made Giyuu's heart synchronize with Kyojuro's, pounding hard and strong against his chest. He loved his laugh. Giyuu mentioned that Kyojuro had slept through their one-month anniversary and pretended to be upset about it. Kyojuro had laughed so hard that one of his stitches tore. Giyuu didn't apologize enough by his standards.
Sleep came easy yet again. Giyuu knew that more nights against Kyojuro's bare chest were guaranteed, and Giyuu couldn't find a single reason to complain. Just as he was seconds away from falling asleep, or maybe it was the beginning of a nice dream, he heard the words Kyojuro had yet to confess to him:
"I love you."
So, with as much strength as Giyuu could gather:
"I love you too."
Giyuu must be living a dream.
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sus-amogus-bot · 7 months
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🍔saucy🍔burger🍔
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weavewilled · 6 months
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useless sunday headcanon: he's honestly very absurdly physically sensitive? there's a lot of classically sensitive erogenous zones that are so sensitive it's almost too much. inner thighs. nipples. neck. ears. stomach. ( and yes, he's absolutely ticklish, which he'll deny adamantly. )
that said: while he's sensitive enough for things to quickly get borderline overwhelming, he also likes overstimulation, so. bonuses. 🔥
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i feel like one day ill be 37 sitting in my studio with no ideas on what to draw and will think "hmmm. ill just draw men" and start sketching, and then when im finished ill look at the paper and dave strider will be there staring right back at me
#and thats how ill be almost 40 and get thrown STRAIGHT back into homestuck.#ill post it in my art instagram#(instagram has become a second twitter after the og got bought by the us government and mark zuckerberg decided to profit off of that)#and my thousands of fans who adore my comic (about two guys doing fuck all i hope) will ask me#''looool whos th saucy son of sobbing clown poodle'' (internet slang for the time)#and ill type in with my old decrepit 2022 internet slang ''blorbo from my webcomic dave strider hes like the supreme skrunly''#(three people respond to it calling me a combination of old+new 2040s slur and im not sure which of them is joking)#they decide in the posts Debate Area (second comment section for discussions to prevent fights) that he is worthy of attention#and so the 4Th Homestuck Renaissance begins. in three days the hyper online fans (chronically online people but like worse)#put it on the Cool Page (trending but worse) and homestuck goes mainstream#funkopops of the characters are made within a week of this happening#and theres a new meme of putting the official dave strider resin figurine in a jar and caprioning it THROWING HIM INTO THE SHAKER. DRINKABL#someone mentions the rainbow dash jar meme and disappears misteriously#they find out homestuck is public property since hussie was murdered in 2024 and vis media quietlt shut down a few years later#and start publishing fanfic (top ship is jadevris in a surprising turn of events)#the davekat hate is still there but like worse and im one of the top creatores to get crucified (there are 56 buzzfeed articles on me)#this ruins my comic artists career and i kill myself in november 5th 2048#txt
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peachdues · 7 months
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Just wanted to say ur sanemi HCs are sooo good and so funny 😭 most enjoyable kny fic/hc i’ve come across
Bestie, thank you 😭😭😭 this is the highest compliment
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clonemedickix · 7 months
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hello friend, hope your day is going well so far! 💖 for Primer and Volte off the nsfw oc asks--
3, 12, 18
Thanks for asking about my boys!
Primer -
#3- Quickies vs Planned sex - thoughts?
Primer is more than happy to take advantage of what time he has, even if it’s spontaneously in the middle of the hour. He of course likes to have a full evening of meaningful love making, but if the mood hits and his partner is likewise struck by the notion, he can make it happen. Just a side bonus of being a decisive, work with what you have type of leader. 😉
#12 - Would they be more or less likely to send a risky/risque text to their partner in the middle of a crowded/public area?
All of the men of Dragon Company are famous for their independent, somewhat naughty streak. Autonomous thinking and creativity go hand in hand for these guys, and Primer is the “prime” example. He would send a naughty/risque text in the middle of a crowd, even during an important meeting,, especially if he can observe the recipient’s reaction from a short distance away. Loves making his SO smile and laugh, while imagining how turned on he might also make them at the same time. Not above taking bets on what the recipient’s reaction will be with his brothers.
#18 - Their favorite actions during sex - chin grabbing, hair pulling, wrists being pinned, etc.
Primer deeply enjoys that first feeling of being joined, the initial insertion. But he also appreciates entwining his fingers through his lover’s while holding them above their head, almost as if pinning them but more lovingly. He’s more in it for the soul, and lovemaking to him is perhaps more deeply personal rather than just fun.
Volte -
#3 - Volte is a man that always plans his actions out before they occur, a guy that hangs back a bit and studies the situation to make the best possible plan. He’s not very spontaneous, so a quickie would be more of a rarity for him. He would rather give all of his attention to a longer session of lovemaking than something rushed.
#12 - Volte *might* send a risky text if it was initiated by his SO first. But it’s not going to be his first thought, and he’d be the one grinning like a little fool, blushing in the corner while the little conversation is going on.
#18 - Volte loves to give kisses, making sure to do so along all the known erogenous zones on his lover’s body. He’s very knowledgeable about the human body and takes that into consideration when he’s making love; a very precise guy that gets fabulous results. Volte also likes to have his hair played with during sex, maybe not an outright pull, but since it’s fairly wavy and longer than a standard cut, he likes having his partner run their fingers through it and lightly tug a good fistful.
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