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slimey-wallz · 3 months
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Listen, hands are hard to draw okay???😭
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kazoosandfannypacks · 4 months
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is there any otp trope stronger than Abandonment Issues X Undying Loyalty?
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taikanyohou · 11 months
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“I didn’t expect to be in his list (of the 3 2 people Sung Ho has feelings for). Because, he never called me. No signal or date. He seemed completely uninterested in choosing me. But, of course, I’m happy.” HIS MAN 2 (2023). Jun Sung + Sung Ho in Episode 5.
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bmpmp3 · 4 months
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man in his mid 20s who says tee hee
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ghouljams · 10 months
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Whatever you have for fae soap is making me nervous but I’m so excited
Bro you're nervous, I'm nervous, we're all nervous
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basil-touche · 1 year
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Question for Professor Layton fans!
I'm surprised I haven't come across a poll for this already (or perhaps I've just missed it), but since I have had polls for a while now I thought I'd throw one out there...
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artloveryouth · 1 year
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Oh hey look fanart!
decided to draw Wally because a friend liked welcome home so I figured why not draw silly puppet?
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mommycoconut · 5 months
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Wally trying out blackberries tonight he doesn't know what to think of them yet
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kooky-dough · 1 year
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I'll leave yellow with this till next time I post
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2000 by 4000 is fun... it's only a little troublesome with my tablet
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Conversation
(The night Lara’s parents decide talk about leaving Poland)
26 June, 2008
     As her parents converse in the next room, Lara remains in her so-called secret spot, her back and head pressed against the wall and her legs folded up so they don’t cross over into the light. 
“ Scotland? Dear, there are so many countries in the world-why would your brilliant mind wander back to the United Kingdom?” Roxie demands in an exhausted tone. 
“ It’s just a suggestion, Diantha.” Arkadiusz reminds her, the sigh he lets out immediately after giving away that he, too, wants to be done with the conversation. “ I agree-our daughter should get to experience something new, but I don’t want her to be completely overwhelmed. Please, don’t act like you’ve forgotten why we’re discussing this.” 
The Irishwoman’s shoulders sink upon hearing the reminder. 
Lara’s eyes grow and she readjusts herself against the wall, shifting slightly further away from the entrance to the living room. If it wasn’t for why she’s decided to eavesdrop on her parents in the first place, she would be covering her ears as well. 
“ Of course I’m worried about her.” Her mother confirms. “ Don’t act like you’ve forgotten you’re the reason I haven’t killed that boy for punching Lara in the eye the other day.” 
Arkadiusz cannot hide how easily the scene reappears in his mind. He closes his eyes before he can see his wife’s grin. 
The brunette reaches up to touch the skin right below her eyelashes, having seen in the mirror earlier that the skin around her eye is still faintly bruised. The words he and the others shouted at her start to echo in her head again: Diabeł! Wróć do piekła, Diabeł! Nie należysz tutaj!
“ Maybe we should move to Scotland…” 
Roxie’s words break Lara free from the fog; she covers her mouth just in time to hide her gasping, the idea of moving never having crossed her mind before. She then decides she is unable to continue listening due to her chest feeling as if it has been torn wide open. 
“ I know it’s been a long week-” The Pole reaches for his wife’s hand; he kisses it, “-but we both know we’ve been avoiding this conversation. This was supposed to be where Lara was supposed to grow up.” 
“ And they took all of that from us.” Roxie states dryly. 
“ It’s late, let’s go to bed.”
The couple consider moving, only to freeze when they hear their child run upstairs. Lara closes her bedroom door much less gently than she desires, and Roxie can’t help her head falling into her hands. 
“ I’ll go talk to her-” Roxie tells her husband immediately. 
Arkadiusz stands up instead, one of his hands finds and squeezes his wife’s shoulder. “ No, no, you should go to bed.” He reassures her, “ I’ll speak to her.” 
The Pole follows the Irishwoman upstairs, waiting until she enters their bedroom before he goes to their daughter’s room; he knocks lightly and waits what he hopes is a minute, then enters the dark room. 
Arkadiusz closes the curtains first. He pauses, his head following the sound of the weeping, his knees slowly giving out so as to not make so much noise and lifts the end of the comforter up. 
All the way at the other end of the space, Lara lies curled up; her soft crying forces the warlock to crawl over to the head of the bed, Arkadiusz lifts up the cover. “ Proszę wyjść tam, Lara.” He pleads. 
He watches the girl freeze up, quick sniffs and deep breaths follow. “ Nie chcę, po prostu zostaw mnie w spokoju.” Lara presses herself further against the wall, she shuts her mouth in an effort to stop making sounds all together. The pains in her chest, unlike the sounds, do not come to an end. She cannot ignore them nor pretend the pain does not exist. 
Arkadiusz rests on his side, his hand extending as far as it can under the bed and keeps it there. 
Time seems to stop; Lara senses this, she knows she couldn’t avoid her father for long, even if she wanted to. 
“ Why are we leaving our home, Papa?” The girl finally gives in. “ I didn’t do anything wrong-I don’t think I did. I was trying to…” There’s nothing she can think of that would make sense to her father, with how many times he promised her that the kids who despised her so much were never Lara’s fault. 
Reassurance, her father promised her many times before, lasts for quite awhile. What he didn’t think of was that the magic that came with said reassurance had eventually worn off. That, and Arkadiusz taking her to school most mornings so the kids themselves and their parents had time to consider his imposing size; it was all he could do, the warlock couldn’t go to class with Lara and continue to be big and scary. 
“ This will be for all of us, moje Serce.” Arkadiusz blinks as his daughter almost hits her head turning so she could face him. “ Could you please come out from under the bed, Lara-I don’t want you to knock yourself out.” 
The girl eagerly climbs out from under the bed. “ Why do you want to leave Poland?” Lara immediately asks her father. 
“ Me? Oh well-well for me I suppose there’s nothing here for me anymore.” Arkadiusz responds. He could never get away with lying, not even with Lara. “ I do love Poland, the people I grew up with and the city-but it’s time for something new now.” He won’t say he’s made the decision to leave before, that there was nothing left for him in the country before, and he certainly couldn’t admit he came back for Lara’s sake. 
“ And Mama?” 
“ Moje Serce, you will have to ask her.”
He takes the few seconds he has to study the girl, while she contemplates actually wanting to ask her mother about the situation; besides how obvious it seems that Lara would prefer to avoid the topic around Roxie, Arkadiusz notices some sort of relief on her face. Possibly that she herself isn’t the reason he and her mother decided it would be best to move. 
“ We should have told you sooner-” He acknowledges when it becomes clear that the idea went right over his and Roxie’s heads, “ we just wanted to make sure we spoke about it before telling you. I’m sorry, Lara, if we made you feel like this was-” The words stop coming out because Arkadiusz cannot say “your fault”  to her face. He knows she knows what he means, to him it’s important that she knows that no one is blaming her for anything. Because Lara hasn’t done anything wrong. 
Arkadiusz carefully reaches and wipes a tear from Lara’s cheek before it can run. He remembers the principal’s words about the situation, the moment he and Roxie entered the office, the warlock was recognized by the now-elderly teachers. 
They were able to connect two-and-two better than the principal, who insisted there was no need to press charges against the students who chased after Lara the day before. That it was all a misunderstanding.
Roxie wanted to kill the kids. While the idea seemed a little extreme to the warlock, despite the situation, he knew the family would not be leaving Poland without expressing their dissatisfaction with the school and the children who should have been held responsible. No matter that people were wary of them before. 
Lara standing up snaps the warlock out of his thoughts. He rises as Lara sits on her bed. “ I know you said it already, Papa…” The girl says wearily. “ But, it isn’t my fault that we’re moving? I didn’t cause anything bad to happen for you and Mama, did I?” 
Arkadiusz shakes his head. “ I promise you, Lara.” He adds. “ Now, you probably already heard me say this-but it’s very late. You try and get some rest tonight, in the morning all three of us will talk about moving together, alright?” 
Not wanting to object, Lara lays down while her father pulls the covers up and over her.
*****
Translations:
Diabeł = Devil
Wróć do piekła, Diabeł = Go back to hell, Devil
 Nie należysz tutaj = You don’t belong here
Proszę wyjść tam = Please come out from under there
Nie chcę, po prostu zostaw mnie w spokoju = I don’t want to, just leave me alone
Moje Serce= My Heart
*****
Tag List: @poisonedtruth
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alixanderkrex · 1 year
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Today I allowed myself some down time to sketch for a bit and forgot about the last time of recent I had. I had Сергей Есенин on the brain and it started to merge with“Kill Your Darlings” style Daniel Radcliffe. Thought I’d share since I don’t think it’s half bad for not having practiced in years. And knowing nothing. I’m excited to learn some in my free time for sure!
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Today i was just experimenting trying to figure out this drawing I’m gonna do for a friend. Those were odd so won’t share
(I was trying to make him hunched over but from a bit of a side angle if you were wondering lol trying some different poses)
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kazoosandfannypacks · 8 months
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Baelfire was an incredible character, with compelling motives and great potential, but his character was doomed the moment they revealed he was Henry's father, not only because they'd already painted Henry's dad in such a negative light, but also because this pitted him directly against Killian Jones, whom the writers claimed to have wanted to end up with Emma "since the beginning."
This is nothing against Killian; Killian Jones is my favorite character, Captain Swan is my OTP, and I'm certainly not bothered in the slightest that Emma ended up with Killian.
However, I was also such a huge fan of Baelfire for the first season or two. He was an artist, he never gave up, he made lots of pasta, he was clever and resourceful, and he always saw the good in people. I would've loved to see him grow and develop as a character.
He always wanted a family, but he kept losing them. His mom left. His dad let him go. He sacrificed himself for the Darlings. He left Killian's crew. He didn't even become one of the lost boys- he spent centuries without hope of a family and never got one.
He also always wanted to be a hero, but he lost all chance of that when they made him Henry's father and set him up to fail.
It's hard to put it all into proper words- I'm not a huge fan of Neal Cassidy, but man, did I love Baelfire.
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selfshippinglover · 2 years
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Yes I'm still thinking about Mark! no I'll never shut up about it!! Ghdkdjdjd
((I'm also thinking about Marc hmfsgjs))
#cicisays#lmao thinking about that rp still#if i should be so lucky that he would introduce me to the others or i stayed the night or something#i imagine he'd be playfully cryotic about eho they are#like im just anxious about meeting new people and he's all#don't worry darling#i gurantee you're going to love them~#and like#i trust him but don't believe him until i find the egos standing mere feet away from me?#like im syrd the mostly look annoyed or scared because Marc had to drag them out from whatever they were doing#but immediately the nervous energy would br replaced with excitement#cause like holu shit im meeting them#like THATS THE REAL LIFE DARK AND ILLINOIS AND OMG I COULD GET A HUG FROM YANCY FOR REAL??#(( lmao Yamcy is my big fave under Mark ))#honestly I'd greet them with as much enthusiasm as i greeted Marc with at the beginning of it all#but probably try not to ask the mluon questions spinning in my head since Marc literally dragged them out here#it's just a short first meeting of sorts#a fun extra that is purely self indulgent but#Marc being lowkey jealous about all the attention id pour into them??#i wouldn't compliment them as hard as i would Marc but i have to st lradt commend them in their incredible acting!!#it's more likely he'd just be snnoyed to not be the center of attention tbough ydogkd#honest to hod I'd be trying SO hard to bond with Yancy#like fuck man i just want him yo know he's loved regardless of his crimes#;w;#sorry i keep posting ideas related to fun only im having but it really is a lot of fun!!#^w^#i look forward to every interaction with them!!
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bmpmp3 · 1 year
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rossy is normal men
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💕💫Wanted to try something new💖🌛
My dear darling Ivané in an Outfit she'd wear on a date~♡
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alastor-simp · 5 months
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Alastor x Reader - Sleeping On His Lap
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Here is my attempt at a Alastor x reader fanfiction. Took me awhile to kinda get into his character so please don't be mad if Alastor seems a bit off. Enjoy!
Sigh, it was another eventful day at the Happy Hotel, or Hazbin Hotel as it was now called as a certain deer demon decided to change the name. You had spent all day doing certain tasks around the hotel such as helping Charlie create posters for the hotel, clean the rooms with Nifty, break up the brawl between Vaggie and Angel Dust as he had pissed her off one too many times and organize the bar for Husk as he was passed out drunk. You could have refused to do these things, but you enjoyed helping people, so it made it all worth it.
You had started working at the hotel after you had saw Charlie singing on the 666 news about the hotel and redeeming demons, only for her idea to be made a laughing stock upon everyone who watched the broadcast. You actually had mixed feelings about the whole redeeming thing, seeing as you weren't sure if someone like you could be sent to heaven, despite not being a very big criminal during your time when you were alive, but apparently doing a little shoplifting is enough to send you a one way ticket to hell. Charlie's words did inspire you a little bit, so even if you felt that you couldn't be redeemed, others probably had a better chance, so you decided to head to the hotel and ask for a job after the broadcast was cut off from the brawl with Charlie and Katie Killjoy. You were hired in a split second and immediately pulled into a bear hug by Charlie, and then introduced you to the others.
Back to the present, you began to feel extremely exhausted from moving around everywhere, so you headed over to one of the rooms with the long couches so you could take a rest. Heading into one of the rooms, you peeped around and saw that no one was there, which made it better as you really needed some peace and quiet. Heaving a deep sigh, you sat down on the couch, turning and falling back, as you laid your body down, with your head facing the front of the couch. "What a long day", thinking to yourself as your eyes slowly began to close and you were lulled into a deep sleep.
**2 Hours Later**
As you were sleeping, you felt the sensation of someone petting your head, the soothing feeling had awoken you a bit, but you quickly fell back asleep at the warm touch. You could feel that you were holding something in your dreams, and you assumed it was one of the pillows on the couch, so you brought it closer to your face and nuzzled it. "Mm, smells nice ", as the scent from the pillow was making you more relaxed, as it reminded you of a being in the middle of a deep forest. After sleeping for 30 more minutes, you slowly began to open your eyes, and try to make out what was in front of you. Expecting to see a pillow, you saw red stripes in front of you, "Huh?" As you were still trying to make out what was in front of you, a loud voice interrupted your thoughts: "Ah, awake now are we?", said a static voice above you. Eyes opening wide, you looked up from your position and saw Alastor staring down at you with his trademark smile. Slowly, you began to piece together that you were laying on his lap, and nuzzled into his chest as you were sleeping. "AHHHH", jumping up from your position, you rolled off his lap, and your body fell to the ground as you stared at Alastor in shock, as he continued to look at you with his glowing eyes, amused at your reaction. "Um, h-how long was I sleeping on your lap?", you softly asked, as your face was red, but your eyes were showing fear, as you remembered that Alastor did not like to be touch, and you happened to hug him in your sleep. "HAHA, For quite a while, darling. It was a very busy day, I assume?", Alastor said as he placed his arm on the armrest of the couch, and his hand against his cheek, smiling even wider.
Nodding your head, you slowly got up from your position, and started apologizing to Alastor, eyes aiming towards the ground and fingers twiddling together. Alastor raised an eyebrow and wondered why you were apologizing, to which you answered that you had hugged him in your sleep, and that he made it very aware that he did not enjoy physical contact from someone unless he initiated it, feeling extremely bad if you made him uncomfortable. Listening to you, Alastor's smile relaxed to a small grin as he looked at you with gentle eyes. He did admit that he was not use to being touch by others, and was quite surprised from the sleep hug, but he didn't detest it as much coming from you, which boggled his mind completely. It must be due to your kind and innocent nature that made him react different around you, as he was used to more of the common riff raff being terrified of him or trying to battle in a turf war, but how you were with him, made his black heart melt.
Feeling that Alastor was upset as he didn't respond to your apology, you quickly excused yourself and began to head over to the door to leave. A loud SNAP was heard and before you knew it, you had been teleported back on to the couch, this time being seated on Alastors lap. "A-Al, what are you doing?!", your face began to become as red as his hair, while your eyes stared at Alastor in shock. Smiling at you, Alastor moved his hand to your chin and tilted your face up: "There is no need to apologize, darling. If I had been upset about you hugging me, you possibly w̩͉͍̱̍̂̉̊o̫̼̐̎̋͜u͚͌l̳̓d̠͉̗͋̔͞'̼̳̣̼͊̏̾̾t͜͝ ͕̱͐͠ḇ̅e̙͗ ͍͓͔̱͍͛̔͌͘͞a̝̜̘̎́͒ḽ͒í̱̙̈́v̧̌e̠͠ ̢̹̜́́̈̀ͅr̲͇̳̅̽͌i̩͈̒̅ĝ̲̦̎ẖ̛̳̲͙̀͌̽͘ͅt͉̅ ͖̞͍̞́̋͛͛ň͚̫̦́͂̿͟o̱͌w̡̕" he said, as his eyes flashed for a second into radio dials. "However! I am not opposed to be touched by you. So no need to apologize, my dear.", Alastor said as he continued to smile at you widely, but his glowing eyes were looking at you softly, letting you know that he was not angry with you. Feeling shy, you turned your head away from Alastor, muttering a soft okay, as your heart was beating rapidly. "Smile my dear!" Alastor said as he moved his hand from your chin to your cheek, to have you look at him again. Baring through the embarrassing situation, you gave Al a small smile, which pleased him. "You always over do it, darling. While Charlie and I appreciate your efforts at helping the hotel, it does no good to work yourself to the point of fatigue. If you are ever feeling exhausted and need a break, don't be hesitant to come find me, as my radio tower is open to you. Understand, my dear?" said Alastor, as he leaned closer towards you, making you flustered again.
Nodding your head was enough to let Alastor knew you understood as he chuckled, while sliding you off his lap, and as he stood up from the couch. "Now then, we should probably head back to the lobby before the others get worried about our lack of presence.", He said, as he straighten his coat out, while turning towards you, extending his hand out for you to take it. "Yeah we should", as you grabbed his hand, and made your way with him back to the lobby. You were still trying to process what just happened between you and Alastor, but you feel like you both have become much closer then before, and you didn't mind it one bit.
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