#interdimensional oc

[friskafriskito]

It’s a double Artfight attack!! ⚔️⚔️

Sort of a continuation to @vanadric ‘s attack: https://www.tumblr.com/friskafriskito/759740459724783616/there-he-is-there-he-is-my-very-overworked-guy-i

@vanadric ‘s character, OC, spying on my mailman, Mark, talking to @james-silenthill ‘s character, Crystal!

Context for this, OC and Mark are both inter dimensional travellers. OC doesn’t know how Mark does it. But I mean… Mark doesn’t either. He just can?

Crystal is just vibing c’:

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[belladonna-ismyfavoritecriminal]

"Are you ready? I have everything we would need."

"Yes, I'm ready."

She has her usual outfit, her hoe, and backpack of the sort used on long hikes.

[the-little-knight]

Finally... I'm past my cringe era.... Peppibee fans (singular) come feast.....

[seeminglydark]

✨Liminal Boy Caro✨

The universe was assigning talents and abilities and you ended up being a human inter-dimensional doorway and it’s too late to ask for a refund.

Caro is from my webcomics Mil-Liminal and Seemingly Dark and the Mil-liminal Podcast.

[harryinramshackle]

h,,,,hear me out,,,,,, tilly, pio and the silly fox man,,,,, (the voices are speaking to me again)

A9SHDISDFUHAJDSAJSDHSADFHBSJADISFHUDFBCDNDIWEUHFIEUBBDHAFJDAEFWRGIDBHEADW0ASRDFGHIEHDFGAYRHBARUGFIAHFIJNDWAIGRBAFJAUEBDJFNSDBFSDJNSOAUBFHASDFSHVDBSADBVAISHBVKSAJDLISBHASDR YOU KNOW IM A FREAK SO WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME SUNNY

@theolivetree123 I HAD TO ADD ISO. THE VOICES WERE WAY TOO LOUD.

Fellow's interdimensional polycule is here and I think I'm gonna bash my head against the wall (I'm so fucking gay heLP ME-)

[showrunnerihardlyknowher]

[squeaky toy noise]

[francisparadox]

HEY, FRANCIS!..

REMEMBER WHAT YOU SAID...

ABOUT TEA..?

COULD WE..? DO YOU WANT TO...

GO..??

AND HAVE... TEA..?

@interdimensional-glowing-orb

of course, orb. i would love that.

[veinsfullofstars]

"These are few of my fav-or-ite things~"

(ID: Kirby series fanart sketches of some of my fav characters from the games, including battle-ready Meta Knight, mirrored Dark Meta Knight, and majestic Galacta Knight; Marx in his jester form, his winged form, and the screaming head of his Soul form; and Magolor in standard form, Shopkeeper form, Interdimensional form, and Traitor form. Also included is a little bust of my goblin 'sona getting a big ol' hug from Kirby. END ID.)

These were originally part of an ask from @/starflungwaddledee on my old account. Sadly, I forgot to save my response before I deleted everything, so this is all that's left. (This is why you always save your work, kids - and makes dupes whenever you can.) There might still be reblogs of the old post floating around, though, so, if anyone sees it, maybe let me know so I can reblog it here for archival reasons.

UPDATE 09/30/24: Got another ask about my favs, so I just approximated my old response there.

Started 02/12/24, finished 02/13/24. NOTE: This was originally posted on my deleted account on 02/13/24.

[xaroat]

Hello, again!

I wanted to share these sketches with you, I would've preferred to post some complete art instead, but I'm still getting used to draw in digital format so it will take me some time until I can master this. The description of each picture is below.

Edward Fox using his cursed mask 'Eutris'. A dark hero concept.

A bio-engineered human subespecies called Notho Troglodyte.

Lycanthrope-like cursed human.

A guide from a higher dimension, a highly divergent human.

Lucy Waters inside her company's space ship.

Peter Waybright wearing an armor.

Yet another Lucy sketch, her hair's a mess in that one.

[cozylittleartblog]

was listening to her playlist yesterday

[tumfullofblue]

Working for G-man (n/s/f/w)

What's up with a title, I apologize I am very bad about naming things! ʕ ● ᴥ ●ʔ

About time that I share my vision with Tumblr about the one, the only, my first and the last, and-- whoa, I got carried away, didn't I? This is more of a short-fic than a list of hc's though if you'd like to hear my thoughts, let me know in asks!

Let's go~ ᵔᴥᵔ

You don't really remember how you came to work for him. Well, 'work' is a big word. You are more of part-timer. Here and there. He is like a shadow separating from the wall and giving you another task you don't understand. To move your location elsewhere. To see a person who is just confused as you are. To put a bullet through someone's hand. You never asked questions. In the beginning you tried to, but the answers you got raised more and more questions, and in the end, you realized that you wouldn't get anything sane out of him. Except help. Except protection. Except purpose.

You didn't even know his name. But he knew yours. He knew, know, and will know everything about you. Even things you probably don't know about yourself. Like your dreams. Or your desires. And the biggest one is the desire for intimacy. And the simple human satisfaction of a job well done.

When the world went to hell, you were orphaned. Someone must have raised you and saved you from death, but you don't have any memory of them. What you do remember is the fear of being alone that has haunted you for every second of your existence. Maybe that's why you leaned on his shoulder once upon a time. Begged him not to disappear. Asked him not to leave.

"Stay," you whispered.

Your insolence horrified you for a second. You squeezed your eyes shut… and felt a firm hand on your shoulder. A voice, a husky voice, pronouncing each letter carefully.

"I will stay," the man in the suit said. "I can stay with you now."

After that… something changed between you two. You learned nothing of him but you felt closer. And he had a better chance of sticking his claws deeper in your soul. In your very being.

How did it even happened? You were now craving him. Wanting him. His voice was making your head spin. His fingers, tight around your throat, controling your breathing. Controling your life. It was all in his hands. You quickly grew to love being under his control. Then again, he was the one who saved you. You were just paying him back.

His kisses steal your breath even better. He had to either bend over you or prop you up on some surface to reach your lips. He wasn't just tall. He was imposing. Lean. A straight line. That and his eyes, either steely blue or purple, or black, ever changing like a nebula gave a hint that a person in front of you wasn't exactly human. No, scratch that.

He was anything but human.

He almost never fucked you face to face, turning you around. You yearned to see his face contours in pleasure when he cums in you. Always inside, despite you asking him not to. He is either deaf to your pleas or brushed them off as something not important, like he knew better. And yes, that too gave you pleasure.

Your voice cracking, whimpering, as he gives you one, two, three crashing orgasms. Your head pressed against a wall, unable to turn it and steal a glimpse at a man in a suit. All you knew is that your body now for him was … not quite a toy, but an instrument. And in his skilled hands, the instrument did its purporse. There was no use in begging; he knew what's best for you.

Your hips hurt. Your legs no longer touching the ground, how, you asked yourself, swallowing another loud moan, how was he holding you with just one hand, what sort of being was he?..

"Your mind is-s-s too loud, my dear," he hisses in your ear, taking your thoughts out of your brain. "Focus. Feel. It's just you now. It's-s… just me."

His breath turned into one loud groan and you felt his release filling you impossible deep, making you feel fuller than before. You could have dropped to a ground, but he held you up to his chest, his hand wrapped around waist.

"Perfect," he sighed, a cold breath hitting your flushed cheek. He seemed be breathing just fine while you were struggling to catch your breath. "My perfect instrument. I… chose you well, wouldn't you agree?"

And he would do this with you again and again until you believe in every single word he will say. He will break you and form you again. You can hardly wait.

It's good you've got a job now.

[pc-specs]

good god.. the quasars are multiplying

[the-little-knight]

Does it feel good to live? To treasure the now? To treasure the now. Does it feel good to die? To live your next life? To live your next life.

BEEBEE'S BACK BABY!! I haven't drawn eyes in a long time so I decided to try some new things with drawing her again.... I think it turned out fun........

[sunnysidesevenup]

some doodles

[ramdotnet]

white board shenanigans

most of this is by the people in the rp server! go check them out!

[gluttonsmouth]

his favorite