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Leftover doodles from last post 💔




I’m not normal after chapter 3 and probably half of chapter 4. How could I be??
I miss you Tenna and Ramb 💔
As tribute I will draw silly and not good doodles of you.😌
I will not brush you and mayonnaise and slime 💔
#art#my art#digital art#my artwork#digital artist#digital artwork#fanart#tenna fanart#deltarune tenna#tenna deltarune#mr ant tenna#mr tenna#ramb deltarune#deltarune ramb#I like giving Tenna a mic tail like Vee Dandy’s World hehe#I like to imagine he’s not necessarily being mean to Ramb for the most part#just that he’s not and doesn’t pay any mind to him#he was forgotten after all#left in a World he didn’t belong in 💔#okay no more#running away now 🏃#whiteboard fox doodles#whiteboard fox#whiteboard doodles#doodles
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OK I HAVE A TEENY TINY ANNOUNCEMENT(S)
ONE : updates from now ‘til july 29 would be a bit slow since I have summer classes (Community Service and P.E.)
TWO : I was thinking of starting a Ko-fi page—then I remembered I can’t do that because I’m a fanfic writer, and that’s basically my one-way ticket to getting a lawsuit (is that how commissioning/tipping fanfiction works; I’m not too sure, but I’ve read many posts about it)
THREE : Yes, I have not forgotten about Love in Translation or my event reqs! Be patient with me (send help because my uni has me by the neck). I will get to them as soon as I can !!
That’s all, teehee. LOVE Y’ALL TAKE CARE MWAH MWAH KISSES <33
#₊˚𓂃 🍜⸝⸝﹒#i’m gonna#see myself out now#🏃#runs away#flies#teeny announcement because i’ve been on and off on here#much more active on my ig though btw
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posting about Dan vs to see if I can get more of it on my fyp

Okay here’s this drawing
#Dan vs tumblr huh what who said that#dan vs#looseleaf#me when my hyperfixation I’ve managed to collect is incredibly niche#i still can’t believe this aired on the same damn channel as mlp#great show though#I’m on like early season two right now (golf)#okay bye#*runs away 🏃*
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risk ❀ s. reid x reader
in which you have the sweetest regular, and it’s probably too soon to tell him you love him!
pairing: spencer reid x barista!reader genre: fluff tags: s1 spencer. who rambles. biblically accurate career!reader sorry if some of the coffee talk makes no sense to you. reader makes all the first moves. y'all kiss (aww). written in timeskip sorta it's not crazy (like maybe a month). not proofread sorryyy (im not). word count: 2.2k a/n: first instalment of my spencer reid eras tour🙂↕️ season 1 spencer reid i freaking adore you. he's so cute. gif!! i thought gifs in this series could be cute lol. envisioned 1x10 spencer bc of his nightmares if that means anything. enjoyyy ily im off to work 🏃
There are many reasons you come to work each morning. The money (an obvious one), your coworkers who usually make each day a little bit more bearable. And Spencer. A regular who had become a little notorious for having an odd coffee order, that most of the store workers hated making.
Except for you.
It wasn't especially odd. But in a store that thrived on making the perfect cup of coffee, sometimes it meant remaking it three or four times because the shots didn't pour at the right amount of time, and recalibrating the machine was a hassle you all didn't want to deal with in the middle of the morning rush he usually came during.
You had taken note of him the first few times he came in — always keeping to himself, flashing the most awkward smile you think you've ever seen on a human being, and ordering his old order (a large latte with as much sugar as you could fit in the cup). It was by the seventh time that had you thinking of him a little more often than just while you were at work.
He looked a lot more exhausted than usual. His usually tame hair now loose and hanging over his face as he took a weary step towards the counter, fingers brushing strands away and tucking them behind his ears.
"The latte, right?" you had asked him, and he had frozen, and you stood in fear of this not being the Spencer you thought he was, and you had just asked a total stranger about a coffee they've never ordered.
But then he let out a nervous laugh, shaking his head. "Uh, no. Not today. Um—do you guys have a limit on how much coffee I can have?"
Your eyebrows furrowed. "No... we don't. I wouldn't recommend any more than like five shots in our largest size, though. It'd probably taste gross. But we can add as much as you need."
"Five's good. Yeah," he nodded his head, fingers wrapped tightly around the leather strap of his messenger bag.
"Just... a five shot latte?" you clarified, and he froze again, shaking his head once more.
"Do you recommend anything else? I—uh, I want it to be sweet enough still."
"I can do you a mocha?" you offered. "White chocolate mocha if you're looking for it to be even sweeter."
"I'll try that," he nodded his head, and out came his awkward smile, which had you smiling back just as awkwardly.
Which was how he got to his current usual. It honestly became a test to ensure your coffee machines were actually running well, considering pulling five well-done espresso shots at once was no easy feat. And, again, most of your coworkers hated making his drink.
Which was why it was palmed off to you. Every single morning without fail. And maybe in another universe you would join them in the hatred for this man's frustrating drink order. But then, in that universe, you wouldn't get to talk to him every morning (and slowly break him out of whatever shell he had locked himself up in).
"I never asked," you began, staring at him over the top of the coffee machine while putting white chocolate fudge into the bottom of the cup. "Why did you change your order randomly?"
He parted his lips and his eyebrows creased together for a few seconds, as if he was deciding whether or not to tell you. You were kind of grateful he concluded on trusting you.
"I wasn't really sleeping. When I asked about changing my order," he explained, hands letting go of the bag strap so he could talk with them. "Then I guess I just liked the taste of it? And it kept me awake. Which is a bonus."
"I can imagine it would," you nodded your head in agreement, flashing him a small smile, which he returned, bashfully. "Why weren't you sleeping?"
He went silent, and you almost cursed yourself for asking. Maybe you had gone too far. It was why, when you had begun to busy yourself with making his drink a little faster, you jumped when he spoke up again.
"I was getting these nightmares," he said, and your head lifted from the milk you were steaming. "Because of what I do for work."
"Law, right?" you asked, and he let out a small laugh, tucking hair behind his ear.
"Sort of. I'm with the FBI."
"Oh, that's right," you replied, nodding your head in recognition. He had said that to you at some point in the earlier days when he first started coming in, because you had asked where he works so close by to be coming in as often as he did. "Can you tell me what part? Or is that confidential?"
"No, no, I can. I'm with the Behavioural Analysis Unit," when your face twisted into confusion, he added, "We use psychology to analyse serial killers and catch them. Well, not just serial killers, actually. But that's what we focus on."
"And it works?" you asked, eyebrows rising as you placed a lid atop his coffee, sliding it out on the pick-up section where he was standing by. His face fell slightly, and so you were quick to add, "Not—I didn't mean it like that. I just mean I'm shocked. That psychology is all you really need to catch a serial killer."
"It's not all we need. There's a lot of other elements that go into finding one. But our primary focus is how their brain works and we use behavioural science to figure that out. Actually, we used to be called the Behavioural Science Unit when it was first created."
He was too busy talking animatedly with his hands for him to have picked up his coffee, and you were too busy watching him with a smile to remind him it was ready.
When he did reach for it, you could feel the familiar pang of disappointment that had started shooting through you every time he was picking up his coffee and leaving. A weird sensation that left you clawing at the walls of your brain to come up with something to say to keep him there.
It was probably why you blurted out, "Are you seeing anyone?" Which was followed by stunned silence from him, and regretful silence from yourself. What a question.
Slowly, he began to shake his head, his lips twitching into a confused frown. "No. I'm—I'm not."
It shocked you a little. He wasn't jaw dropping, per se. But he was attractive. You had said it a few times to your coworkers whenever they asked why you talked to him so much — there was a running joke that you were already secretly dating him behind their backs. Not funny.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to..." you hesitated. "Go out for dinner? Maybe? I'm so sorry if I'm totally overstepping. In fact, I encourage you to say no, because this is a little weird. I'm so sorry," you rambled when you were met with only silence from him, wondering if you had weirded him out of the ability to talk.
"With me?" he pushed out, his voice a little higher pitched than usual, and you nodded your head, because maybe he wasn't weirded out. Maybe you had just flustered him. You hoped so, at least.
"Yeah," you said. "Is that weird? Or is it okay? To ask that?"
"It's okay. Yeah. Yes. I would love—like to. I mean, that would be nice. Yeah," he stammered, and you smiled.
"Here," you held your hand out and gestured for his coffee, taking it back and picking up a Sharpie to write your number atop the lid, before you slid it back to him. "I get off work at one. Call me?"
"I will," he nodded, eyes fixated on the number for a few seconds more, before he returned his eyes to you. "I will. Um—bye!" he took a step back, and you let out a loud laugh when he stumbled into a chair behind him.
He was sheepish as he waved to you, bidding you another goodbye, the sound of the bell above the door ringing once, and then again when it fell shut.
And you had, somehow, secured a date with Spencer.
Which turned into two dates. Then three. And then, with some weird stroke of luck and twist of fate, you were spending every evening you could at his apartment, and him at yours.
But you were yet to kiss.
Not by any particular reason. Really, nothing either of you did ever really called for a kiss. Which was as frustrating as it was understandable. Frustrating, because you felt like you were simply friends, who sometimes went out for dinner, and had feelings for each other. But he had told you very early on he'd never been with anyone before, let alone ever been on a date. Hence; understandable.
But frustration was more overwhelming than you had thought, because you were on his couch, blanket draped over both of your bodies, as he read you a book — The Chameleon. A short story by Anton Chekhov (an author whom you were only barely familiar with). And yet, all you could think about was kissing him.
In your defence, he was very kissable, as you stared at his lips while he spoke, your heart stuttering quite uncomfortably in your chest. You weren't sure what it was precisely about him that made him like that. Maybe it was the natural pout of his lips, or how they twitched in humour at the little jokes Chekhov had written into the book that only made sense in Russian, despite him attempting to translate it for you.
Whatever it was, it was overriding your senses, and in true Spencer fashion, he hadn't noticed you weren't intently listening to his reading until he glanced down to catch a reaction to something he said. You caught as he closed the book and placed it off to the side, jostling you from your haze.
"You don't like the book, do you?" he asked, and you were quick to shake your head.
"No, I do," which was true. The parts you were actively listening to you enjoyed. "Sorry, I'm distracted."
"By what?" he shifted on the couch to face you.
You fell silent at that, the answer hanging on the tip of your tongue, unsure whether or not saying it could ruin things. You didn't think it would. "You."
"I'm distracting?" he asked, eyebrows creasing together and a confused frown pulling his lips down.
Which confused you. "Yes?"
"I don't think I'm meant to be sorry for that," he said. "But I am."
"You shouldn't be," you breathed out with a small laugh.
"Right," he nodded his head, laughing too, awkwardly. "How am I distracting?"
You studied his face for a few moments, which ended up being a pathetic excuse for a lip study, because you were fixated on them again, and you decided Spencer probably didn't even realise that that was what you were doing.
"We haven't kissed yet," you told him, instead.
"No. We haven't," he agreed.
"Do you just not want to kiss me?" you asked.
He did that thing he does when he's thinking — furrowed eyebrows and parted lips, eyes blinking a few times, before he comes up with his response.
"I just don't want you to be disappointed. I've never kissed anyone before."
"I concluded that," you answered. "I won't be disappointed."
"You might be," he mumbled, and his gaze averted from your own, which had another smile stretching across your lips.
"Only one way to find out, right?"
He hesitated before nodding his head, lifting his eyes back up to look at you. It was then that you learned that, like everything else, you might have to make the first move on him. Again.
The thought made you laugh, and though he wanted to, he didn't get a chance to question why you were laughing, because your hands were on his face and you were pulling him into you, lips meeting his in a gentle kiss that elicited a surprised squeak from him.
"You've gotta kiss me back," you murmured against his lips, and his response was a quiet 'oh'.
But he was a fast learner, because soon after he was. Objectively, it wasn't the best kiss you've ever had in your life. But it got better by the second, and he was doing enough to make your heart stutter in your chest, his hands reaching up to cup your own face, palms and fingers covering the mass of your cheeks.
His hands there provided him the ability to keep you there, and you had to pry them off your face so you were able to pull back for air, breaths coming out in short pants. Only for a short second, because he was chasing your lips again, and you laughed, before letting him kiss you again. And again. And again.
Until both of you were out of air, and he was glassy-eyed and pink-lipped. Though, you were probably his mirror image of that.
And he smiled at you, crookedly. And you wondered if it was too soon to say you loved him.
your reblogs and replies are always appreciated dearly ♡
#lia’s fics ♡#spencer reid#spencer reid fanfic#spencer reid fic#spencer reid imagine#spencer x reader#spencer x self insert#spencer reid x reader#criminal minds#criminal minds fic#criminal minds x reader#criminal minds imagine#spencer reid fanfiction#spencer reid fluff
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sauciest thing i'll post. running away now 🏃🏃
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GENUINELY how do you write like you're running out of time 😩
absolutely in awe --- BUT ALSO have you seen the picture of atj with cards?
if/whenever it's possible, could you make a roommates!james fic around that?
thank you sm! always look forward to all the day-makers you put out queen 🫶
Me and Alexander Hamilton 🏃🏃
Nonnie thank you soooo much for your request! I had the beautiful, lovely @mischievousmoony show me the pictures as the ATJ expert because I had, in fact, NOT seen them. But I'm glad I did, I love them, so thank you for that also. I looked at them and here's what my brain spit out haha! Hope you enjoy <3
roommate!James Potter x fem!reader who gets accused of cheating (at cards) ✿ 569 words
cw: fem!reader, could be interpreted as drinking alcohol but also could be any drink, roommates to more???
james potter masterlist
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“You’re cheating!”
You give James a deadpan look, lowering your cards down to your lap. He’s glaring, and it’s a serious one. You purse your lips to stop yourself from giggling.
“And now you’re laughing at me!” James is full blown pouting now.
“I’m not laughing, I’m not! It’s just…” A giggle escapes you anyway. “How do you cheat at ‘Go Fish’?”
“I don’t know! Ask yourself!” James throws his cards down, revealing all of them to you as he leans back against the couch, legs sprawled out on the floor in front of him. You glance at his cards and find yourself laughing again. You would’ve won, for sure.
“See? You’re doing it right now!” James accuses, crossing his arms over his chest like he’s twelve and not a fully grown man.
“Hey, you threw them down and showed them to me.” You argue, reaching for your drink. You take a swig, only for James to snatch it and finish it off himself. It’s your turn to glare at him this time.
“This is your punishment.” He tells you after he chugs down the rest of your drink. “For cheating.”
“I didn’t cheat!” You nudge him with your knee and he nudges you back. “But… I would’ve won anyway.”
“Oh, now you’re just asking for it.” James launches himself at you, the two of you tumbling on the floor together. He starts to tickle you, your squeals of protest ignored as his fingers find all of your most ticklish spots. He knows you too well, knows exactly what to do to have you crumbling in his hands.
“James!” You’re trying to shout at him but it comes out shaky from your giggles. You try to shove him off, push him away, but it’s pointless. He’s bigger than you, his body on top of yours now, and his laughter begins to match your own.
Cards lay scattered around you, forgotten as James finally stops and allows you to catch your breath. You watch him from your place beneath him, back against the carpet. Only once your breathing steadies and your giggles fade out do you realize the position you both are in. James seems to notice too.
“Sorry,” He says, shaking his head a little as he sits back on his heels. You lean up, resting on your elbows. James’ legs are still on either side of your own, and you notice the light blush on his face. Your cheeks heat to match.
“No, it’s… it’s okay.” You say, voice far more timid than it should be. James goes quiet, and you do too, the air being sucked right out of the room. James’ eyes look back and forth between each of your own, and you inhale sharply when his hand moves to cup your cheek.
He’s kissing you before you can even realize what’s happening. His lips are plump, the kiss softer than you’ve imagined. Every time you’re laying in bed alone at night, knowing he’s just on the other side of the wall, you imagine him… rougher. Less controlled.
Instead, the tooth-rotting sweetness of his kiss makes your head spin, he cradles your face like you’re something precious. When he pulls away with a smile, you can’t help but mimic him.
“And that’s my reward.” He says, and you look at him with confusion, so he clarifies with a laugh, “For catching you cheating.”
“I didn’t cheat!”
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© prettydaisygirl
#daisy's writings#james potter#roommate!james potter#james potter x reader#james potter au#james potter fluff#james potter fic#james potter drabble#james potter x fem!reader#hp marauders#marauders fic#james potter oneshot#james potter imagine#james potter x you#james potter x y/n#marauders era
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Resident Lover Donna Beneviento (suggggggestive)
i did a thing (back arch below the cut)
OKAY BYE IM RUNNING AWAY NOW 🏃
#i’m dead#i’m baked again guys#donna beneviento#resident lover#resident evil#resident evil village#re8 village#mother miranda#donna beneviento x reader#re8#alcina dimitrescu#CaspDraws!
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Can maybe request some slytherin boys with gay awakeing trope? Maybe headcanons or shorts
gay awakening headcanons — mlm! slytherin boys x male! reader

hella short cause of some ✨personal stuff✨ going on, but i just wanted to get something out 🤷♂️
me? blame my shitty writing skills on my current health problems? what no never
❕not proofread❕
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mattheo
immediately has a mental breakdown
identity crisis anyone?
i feel like he would have that panicky gay moment where he realizes that his friend is actually his More Than Friend, ykwim?
like, you just do something innocuous like sling your arm over his shoulders while walking to class and babyboy just FREEZES
the second that happens, he immediately drops out of your life while he freaks out gets his shit together
like, homeboy just deadass vanishes
doesn’t show up to any of his classes
doesn't show up to quidditch practice (draco threatens to kill him for that, cousin or not)
meanwhile you’re just there like 🧍 “what did i do?”
because my lil darlin mattheo cannot healthily express any emotion ever, he would “solve” his problem by just like, purposefully running into you in the halls and kissing your cheek, then just full-on 🏃💨 SPRINTING 🏃💨 away without a word
theo
also has an identity crisis, he’s just better at hiding it
gotta save face, amirite?
but anyways-
you weren’t even doing anything out of the ordinary, you were just hanging out with him in his room and ended up lighting his cigarette for him
that’s it. homeboy is already whipped for ya.
like, straight up simp.
i feel like theo’s a “i’m definitely going to have a panic attack over this at two in the morning, but for now i’m just going to not think and enjoy 😌💅” kind of mentality
just flat out says it
“you know, you look really hot today.”
y/n: 😳😏………..💏💋😘
draco
have you ever had a friend that was so clearly Not Straight but they just kept denying it for years before finally coming out?
well that’s draco <3
you were at a party and agreed to join some kind of kissing game
like, spin the bottle, seven minutes in heaven, post office…
(does anybody actually still play post office?)
and obviously, you both end up having to kiss each other duh
homeboy is not doing well
but not in a “what?? i don’t know what’s going on!!” kind of way
in a “ah shit my friends were right every time they called me gay, fuck” kind of way <3
immediately start dating after the party and everyone’s like 🤨👀
blaise
i feel like blaise already knew/suspected, but just didn’t have the vocabulary to describe his sexuality, ykwim?
i’m getting pansexual vibes frfr
could not give less of a fuck
is just like “shit alright, d'you wanna make out then?”
i mean……..it’s not like you’re gonna say no
this man. tHIS MAN. he’d be such a gentleman omfg
also i’m not gonna say sugar daddy but sugar daddy
would absolutely buy you anything you even looked at. you looked at a ten thousand galleon wristwatch in a luxury store? it’ll be on your bed waiting for you by the time you get home
if anyone was homophobic or wtv, he wouldn’t beat them up per se, but he would do something unnecessarily extra, like wear a dress and makeup just to be like “wdym? we’re a straight couple, obviously”
(he would tell his friends about the homophobe though, and they wouldn’t be quite as composed and respectful as him 👊😠🩸😵😵💫)
enzo
this man seriously does not care
like, he’s just like “oh i’m queer? hahah that’s crazy”
this man has no qualms about asking you out in the middle of class in front of everyone
like, in the middle of potions or smth he’d just be like “y/n, wanna go get dinner sometime?”
and you’re like “…aren’t you straight?” 🧍
enzo: “who knows? not me! does saturday at eight work?”
he’s so silly goofy i just love him sm
this boy would be a hella fine kisser, i just know it
WOULD ASK YOU TO THE YULE BALL 🕺🕺
AND WOULD GET YOU GUYS MATCHING BOUTONNIÈRES 💐
regulus
“ah shit i owe the boys twenty galleons, fuck”
resigned, more than anything
he can’t even come out, either cause like, what would that even be?
“guys, i have to tell you something……i’m gay”
“yep. what do you have to tell us??”
you asked him out cause you thought he was gay
and he was just like 😳🤨🤷♂️🙂👍
you guys went to fortescue’s!!! 🍦🍨🍧
(he’s def a mint chocolate chip kind of guy i’m just saying)
y’all end up being like, the it couple at hogwarts i don’t make the rules
#harry potter#hp#fuck jkr#hp x male reader#x male reader#x reader#theodore nott#theodore nott x reader#theo nott#enzo berkshire x reader#enzo berkshire#draco malfoy x reader#draco malfoy#mattheo riddle x male reader#mattheo riddle x reader#mattheo riddle#regulus black x reader#blaise zabini x reader#blaise zabini#regulus black#male reader#lorenzo berkshire x reader#lorenzo berkshire#theo nott x reader
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"Cruelty."
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Just a small drabble due to boredom.. :)
You were his first, and so was he to you.
Medkit and you have been dating for about 2 years.. you both were happy together, people had told the both of you the you guys were like a one true pair. You both were perfect, until the day where you lost feelings for him. You didn't mean to, you swore, it was just how life wanted it.
You both talked it over and tried to do some different things, Medkit knew he needed to let you go though he still tried as he loves you dearly and suggested trying and maybe hangout.. maybe it'll change? Then the time came, where Medkit had to hold himself back from breaking as you utter the word.
"I'm sorry.."
You felt bad, you wanted to comfort him and tell him it was fine, but you knew it's better than trying to continue this one-sided relationship. You were about to leave until Medkit took your hand.
"one.. one last hug..?"
His voice.. it was broken.
"One last hug.."
You then held him in a tight hug, you felt his figure shaking slightly, as he hugs you tighter. He wanted to fight for the both of you, he wants you, he wants you so bad.
why was life so cruel to him?
Now there he was, watching you with someone else, hand in hand. His hand twitched as he wished that you didn't lose feelings, now he's just there in the corner.
He stood there; watching as you gave his enemy a kiss on their forehead, the scientist letting out some giddy nonsense sounds.
"..."
"Why is life so cruel to me?"
*runs away 🏃*
#—♡nb writings#phighting x reader#medkit x reader#subspace x reader#roblox x reader#x reader#dont attack me for this pls#small drabble
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Can we get the LIs reaction to be on the receiving end of the let me love you meme chase? 😂🏃♂️🏃♀️
Got asked this one recently too, so might as well reply to the first anon who sent it! 💜
✦ The LIs response to "LET ME LOVE YOU!! 🏃💨"
Amon: "Oh, yeah! I'm right here, babe!" He opens his arms wide to catch you and lift you into the air!
Raeya: "Why are you yelling? You already have permission to love me. Stop running. Do you have a fever?"
Gael: "My love!" Grabs the MC's hand as they run full speed towards him. "You'll hurt yourself. Please be careful... I'm not going anywhere."
Envy: Starts running away immediately. "G-get away from me, you idiot! DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!! W-WHY ARE YOU CHASING ME?! STOP!!"
Ara: Runs towards the MC to meet them halfway into a hug. "You better love me right now! I won't get a no for an answer! And now it's your turn to RUN!!"
Xal: Stands still, watching the MC closely. "I... I let you...love me. I mean, you don't really need permission...Do you want me to run, or something...?"
Father Pride: He's so calm about this as per usual. "Oh, my dear, you are so full of life. Come, sit down. No need to run after me. You have me now, and always, and I would never reject your affection."
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Ima post all my art-fight attacks from this year :0
Warning: lots of links below this 😭 (Everyone’s Art Fight and Socials so go check them out :3)
1) Jarmony (don’t see any links on their page :[)
2) ArcaneBeeson (ditto)
3) millydragon (Toyhouse and YouTube! :0)
4) N40M1 (Instagram‼️)
5) EyesOfCrows (@eyesofcrows )
6) superYurilicious (@superyurlicious)
7) YourDoppelganger (@isettreesonfire )
8) ShadowSshark (Pixilart‼️)
9) PuppetBoyPI (@glitterwolfvi )
10) LoveSickSciurid (Twitter, insta, Strawpage‼️)
Sorry to bother all who I @ ed, your characters were really fun to draw tho! ^^
Have a good day!
#not my ocs#not my oc#digital artist#my art#art fight 2025#art fight#art fight attack#art fight attacks#running away now 🏃#fleeing 🏃🏃
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In Your Mouth || Caelus x M!Reader || 18+ MDNI
Warning/s: SMUT, blowjob, face fucking
Notes: guess my favorite mc challenge impossible🧍 also if u saw mistakes no u didn't🏃
Caelus was charming, that was without a doubt the truth. He's got a number of friends made with every planet he'd set out on. He surely knew a way with his words, no matter how silly they could be sometimes.
But words weren't the only thing his tongue was good at.
Your head tilted back, throat bobbing up and down as you swallowed your saliva. The sound of slurping and sucking, paired with the gray haired man’s whines and moans sounded so lewd and nasty. Yet also so good, so good that you wanted to hear more.
“Look at you. You’re a cock hungry whore, aren't you?” You mused, running your hand through his hair and tugging his head back, making him whine when you pulled your dick out of his mouth.
How you wanted to pound him right there and then when he pathetically tried to chase your cock, eager to bring it back into his mouth if it weren't from your hand holding him back. His eyes were dilated, hearts and tears in them as he stuck his tongue out, a silent plea to let him have a taste of you again.
“Do you want it in your mouth?”
He nodded eagerly and you chuckled, bringing it close enough for the precum on your tip to smear on his cheek, “Let me hear you beg, pretty boy.”
“Please.” He replied quickly, scooting a bit closer towards you on his knees, “Please, sir. I’ve been good, I’ll be good for you. Please.”
You smiled, fingers gently brushing his bangs back as you guided your length back into his open mouth. A satisfied sigh left your parted lips when his warm mouth enveloped your cock, his tongue licking at it as he bobbed his head up and down, his hand on your thigh to ground himself to reality.
“You look good— mm!— on your knees like that.” You praised through labored breaths, looking down at the man and fighting the urge to just fuck his throat as deep as you could.
It seemed like Caelus liked the complement, giving your cock a hard suck, amber eyes gazing up into yours and remaining eye contact.
However, a sudden call of your name caught your attention, followed by a knock on your door. You tried to pull away from his mouth, but he stubbornly held you closer, whining when you moved. You looked down immediately at your lover, giving him a warning look but decided to leave him for now as staying silent for too long would be suspicious.
“Y-yeah?”
“Hey, have you seen Caelus?” It was March's voice.
You couldn't be thankful enough that Caelus actually locked the door when he entered earlier. Trying to sound as natural and calm, you replied, “No, I haven't…”
“Huh, where could he have gone to?”
“Probably out helping some— ngh!— people!”
Your sudden noise made the pink haired girl raise an eyebrow, “Are you… okay?”
A hand held onto Caelus’ hair, stopping the male from bobbing his head, “Yeah! Just, uh, stepped on something. But yeah, Caelus isn't here! He’ll probably be back soon, though. You know how he is.”
Thankfully, this satisfied March and you could hear her footsteps moving away from your door. The look you gave your man when you turned back to him made him gulp, his mischief vanishing.
“So that's how you want to play, huh? Let's see if you can handle how I want to play.”
Caelus gulped, chuckling nervously, “W-what do—”
He didn't have enough time to speak anymore as you pulled his head closer, pushing your cock deep inside his mouth. He let out a moan of surprise, the sound vibrating around your cock. You held both sides of his head, making him stay still as you moved your hips, thrusting yourself in his throat.
He struggled to keep up at first, a tear streaming down his cheek as he tried not to choke on your cock. He only had to tap his fingers against your thigh if he couldn't handle it anymore, but from the way he was moaning and groaning, he was evidently enjoying it.
“Your throat was made for me, wasn't it?” You panted, trying to release the knot that was tightening in your stomach, your thrusts speeding up.
The lewd sounds of his mouth eagerly sucking you in echoed throughout the room, followed by your groans as you fucked his face like there was no tomorrow. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, finding pleasure at the way you used his mouth like a fleshlight.
You could feel your climax nearing, and you immediately pulled out of his mouth, pumping yourself until you released all over his face. Caelus gasped, lolling his tongue out to taste your cum, whining when only little landed in his mouth.
He looked so breedable with your cum on his face, eyes clouded with lust and yearning for more of you.
Your hand squished his cheeks together, smirking at how disappointed he looked, “What? You think you deserve it after the stunt you pulled earlier?”
Your thumb gathered the cum on his cheekbone, pushing it in his mouth as you added, “But don't worry, I’ll make sure to fill not only your mouth but your hole, too. You’re lucky I love you.”
Ending note: I decided to put titles in the oneshots from now on because I didn't have titles for the other ones and that'd be confusing for my masterlist
#honkai star rail#hsr#x male reader#honkai star rail fanfic#caelus#honkai star rail caelus#caelus x male reader#caelus x male reader smut#caelus smut#hsr caelus x male reader#hsr caelus
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He’s Back! ✨
This time I’m back with traditional art of the one and only Wonder Boy. Such a shame you can see the streaks of the markers tho…
Now, I run away. 🚪 🏃💨
#beyblade burst#beyburst#beyblade fanart#beybladeburst#beyblade#fanart#digital art#made in ibis paint#valt aoi#aoi valt#his hair so difficult to shade bro#why? 😢
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Arcane isekai ideas for reader pt.9
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- I was thinking about how would how would y/n traveling back to our world would go, since I had the thought of y/n dream traveling into each characters past or like childhood glitches in and out between worlds before officially isekai to the arcane world maybe 2 years before act 2 season 1( think of glitching as in you see in tracers ow or spider-verse). Or maybe you have another gateway into their world similar to movie enchanted but probably more hidden.
- the idea for the glitching into arcane world was from a what if scenario where y/n has an item or some sort that stabilizes their body into staying into that realm( kind of how you have tracer have the trans locator keeping her body from glitching in and out of time, or for those who have seen Barbie nutcracker, who has that necklace keeping her from fading away) but for what ever reason something happens to it and now y/n starts glitching and fading away which cause panic among the characters as they lose y/n, which could maybe start desperation on bring y/n back no matter what or something like-
- or maybe with the whole enchanted route was me thinking of a goofy way to add a Cinderella situation where they get three days to visit the world of arcane for whatever goofy reason, someone meet the cast and somehow in someway this gremlin of a y/n managed to get the cast to like them, then boom the third day arrives and like it gets close to midnight and y/n is like ‘shit I got to get out cause idk wtf gonna happen if I don’t head back to that world traveling spot’ then you just seen y/n booking it like they are running 🏃 they get chase after, y/n escapes dives into that portal and is like whooo hooo they fucking did it. They get hella sad that they can no longer go back, they pass out at home, but what’s this the cast found out about said portal and when they go they now look different(‘realistic’) and now y/n gotta babysit cause the arcane gang have no clue what they sign themselves into.
- honestly just thought having some sort of goofy idea of y/n doing a pro Cinderella escape cause why not(like Prince Charming jumping off the window type shit). Probably could be like y/n somehow got invite to piltover gala, makes the impression of the century with their modern tongue and personality, then just tried to leave before 12am not realizing the shit and drama they just unleashed while charming the arcane cast.
- honestly anyway way to make this more weird and chaotic for poor y/n life🤡
#arcane#arcane headcanon#arcane series#arcane au#isekai#arcane imagine#arcane isekai#isekai arcane#yandere arcane#self aware au#self aware characters#self aware arcane#arcane x reader#arcane x you#arcane x y/n#yandere x reader#yandere arcane x reader
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🐾 Feral Vampire You x William Afton Headcanon – You Are Just a Little Beast™ 🦇 (Unlike most vampires, you doesn’t become suave, elegant, or hypnotic... Instead, you is feral—snarling, hissing, moving on all fours if necessary to get your prey. William would expect something tragic and dark like in a dramatic film or vampire romance novel, and then—here you are, biting anyone who dares to touch you and sucking their blood.)
so imagine this
🎭 William EXPECTED: A Dark, Tragic Vampire Arc
William, in his dramatic mind, assumed your transformation would be all brooding, elegance, and tragic poetry.
He was fully prepared for you to start wearing Victorian outfits, sipping blood from crystal glasses, and speaking in riddles.
Maybe you’d lean in close, whispering in a low, hypnotic voice, "I hunger for you, William..."
But NO. What does he get?
🦇 William GOT: A Feral Little Beast™
You don’t walk—you prowl.
You don’t drink blood with dignity—you latch onto people like a wild animal.
You hiss and snarl at anyone who gets too close. You bite first, ask questions never.
The first time he tries to calmly approach you, you dive at him like a rabid raccoon.
He barely dodges, adjusting his suit. "Alright. So we’re doing this the hard way."
You move on all fours when you’re hunting. ALL. FOURS.
One time, William wakes up at night, and you’re just crawling across the ceiling.
He almost has a heart attack.
"Oh, for God’s sake—WILL YOU STOP THAT."
You just blink at him like a little gremlin before scurrying away into the shadows.
💀 You Bite FIRST, Think Later
If someone even slightly annoys you? CHOMP.
A guy bumps into you at a bar? Instant bite attack.
Someone grabs William’s wrist too hard? You’re already sinking your fangs in.
No one is safe.
Not even William.
"Did you just bloody BITE me?!"
"You smell good."
"I— THAT IS NOT AN EXCUSE!"
🏃 The Time You Tried to Hunt William
In full FERAL mode, your brain short-circuits one night and decides that William = prey.
He’s sitting in his office, minding his business. Suddenly?
The lights flicker.
You’re crouched in the doorway. Watching. Waiting.
"Oh, brilliant. My own partner has turned into a bloody cryptid."
He doesn’t take you seriously—until you LUNGE at him.
He BOLTS.
William Afton, a grown man, is now sprinting through the halls, being chased by you.
You are on all fours.
You hiss whenever he turns corners too fast.
"I am NOT about to be eaten alive in my own building!"
"DON’T RUN. IT MAKES IT FUNNER!"
🌙 Eventually, You Become Clingy Instead of Feral
After your bloodlust settles, you go from hunter to clingy menace.
You start nuzzling against William instead of biting.
Instead of attacking people, you just wrap your wings around William possessively.
"Mine."
"Yes, yes, you batty menace. I know."
You STILL hiss at people you don’t like, but now you do it while curled up in William’s lap.
William still sighs every time you do something unhinged, but at this point?
He’s accepted it.
You’re his feral little vampire now.
#william afton#william afton x reader#fnaf#fnaf x reader#william afton x you#william afton x self insert#purple guy#william afton fnaf#fnaf William afton#william afton headcanon#william afton headcanons#dave miller#dave miller fnaf#dave miller x reader#steve raglan fnaf#steve raglan x you#steve raglan#steve radlan x reader#five nights at freddy's x reader#five nights at freddy's#five nights at freddys#william afton fanfic#my headcanons#character headcanons#╰₊✧ ゚⚬𓂂➢💜✧*̥˚ 🐇 𝓐ℱ𝑇𝓞𝓝 🎭 *̥˚✧ 🔪#‹꒰ 🇶🇺🇾🇪🇳'🇸 🇼🇷🇮🇹🇮🇳🇬.꒱𖥔 ࣪~
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Me thinks C will be avoiding our MC after that dance scene.
Im playing genuine + shyMC and it’s actually hilarious the whiplash that man got from her talking about his eyes after he was not 10 minutes ago like “I didn’t know I was your type” with a smug expression.
She met you halfway pretty boy, don’t run away now 🏃
MC JUST GIVES C UNPROMPTED HEART PALPITATIONS, OKAY? THEY’RE NOT TRYING TO DIE YOUNG 😞 if it wasn’t enough that C feels way too warm all over whenever MC is around, now they’re a danger to their health as well 😡
#the doctor: “so what are you here for today?”#C: “is it possible to feel all warm and fuzzy and feverish in the presence of someone specific?”#the doctor: “i’m gonna hold your hand while i tell you this...”#if: the ballad of the young gods#interactive fiction#interactive novel#interactive story#twine wip#ro: c lacroix
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