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drdepper · 20 hours

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White Rabbit Daisy 🐇🫶🏻

Also also, I found the background here

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drdepper · 4 days

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CHECK IT!! 💥🍔 I'm happy to reveal my full piece for @inkpopzine, which is also the zine's cover art!!

This was my first time joining a zine, and I've had such an amazing time! Thank y'all so much for having me on board, and thank YOU guys for the crazy amount of love & support on this zine!!! 🗣️🗣️🗣️💕

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drdepper · 4 days

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this might be a controversial take but I am not a fan of azul’s plus size headcanons

in another universe, where he grew up in a happier environment where he loves himself, sure, he could be. but he’s not in that universe and he grew up bullied and hating himself and having pettiness and vengeance grow inside him.

it completely takes away the main factor in his character where he worked mentally and physically to be “conventionally attractive”/ where he is today.

also??? are we just going to ignore that fact that??? chapter 3 mainly happened because???azul wanted us to get rid of an old picture of him?? because he wanted to get rid of all memory of his past self??

obviously it’s not a good mindset to want to get rid of your past self completely but azul is so much more happier w himself now especially after overblotting and learning his lessons of not taking advantage of other students and taking control of his drive for revenge and “if I had it bad the rest should have it worse” ethic

I 100% encourage inclusivity in all things including body types but is azul really a good character to do it on??? as someone who does not have a healthy relationship with food and is trying to heal I definitely do not want someone trying to push me back to a time where I didn’t feel like I had control of myself and was most vulnerable

sorry if this makes no sense I had to spill it somewhere 💥

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drdepper · 4 days

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Shroud bros u woudlve loved serial experiment lain

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drdepper · 7 days

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Eric Venue

Summary: Vil x gn!reader (technically). Vil has always found your mannerisms to be endearing. They are less endearing when they are evoked by his father.

A/N: NEW DILF DROPPED AND I HAVE ZWRO SHAME AWOOGA!!! Special thanks to @animepaniclover122403 and @l1ls4y0 for being my eyes on the inside and getting me pictures. Warning, I'm on the EN server so I know absolutely nothing about Eric Venue so this may be very out of character.

Note: It's in my pinned post, and I've mentioned this in a couple posts, but if this is the first of my stuff you've read, I view NRC as an actual college, so reader here is 18+. If it makes you more comfy, imagine it as grad school age.

Vil remembers the first time you met him. You wouldn't look directly at him, opting to stare at the floor as you mumbled incoherent sentences. Not a clear thought left your mouth.

Were you scared? Intimidated? Or, worse, did you not like the way he looked? That last possibility kept him up longer than he'd be proud to admit.

When he moved in with you during SDC training camp, he watched you walk into a wall three separate times. It was that third time that he realized what the situation was. You were flustered. How absolutely adorable.

Over the course of the weeks, you were eventually able to say more than three words to him. You continued to have issues looking directly at him, but he didn't mind that. It was cute. And a little bit of an ego boost.

Now the two of you were thick as thieves. And, in a teasing mood, he decided to ask you about your initial reaction to him.

As expected, you couldn't look directly at him, staring at the floor as you fidgeted with clasped hands.

Then he heard, barely above a whisper, “I've never seen anyone who is as beautiful as you.”

His heart fluttered. He knew you well enough now to know that you were from another world…

Which meant…

He was more beautiful than anyone you'd ever seen in two worlds.

“Sometimes…sometimes I can't look directly at you because when I look at you I…I can't think, and my mouth goes dry.”

Adrenaline rushed through him, and he couldn't fight off the vicious grin as he cruelly took your chin in his hand, and forced you to look at him.

“You are so adorable.” Then, to absolutely destroy what little calm you had left he pressed a kiss to your nose. You immediately crumbled, your only life line the hand still holding your chin, as he hid his laugh behind a delicate hand to his mouth.

And now? Now he'd invited you home with him for summer break. He'd planned every day's outfit down to the hour, hoping to absolutely destroy you with his casual attire. Not that it was ever truly casual, but that was by design.

And, by the end of the summer, you'd ask him out, and he'd graciously accept. And then you'd live happily ever after.

He forgot to account for one thing…

“It's a pleasure to meet you. I've heard quite a bit about you,” his father said with an amused smile, as he pressed a light kiss to each of your cheeks.

Vil knew immediately. Your eyes flicked to his father's, then your entire being crumbled.

“H-h-h-hi, Mr. Venue-”

"Oh please. No need to be so formal. Call me Eric.”

“E-E-E-”

“Father! I thought you had a meeting today,” Vil cut you off quickly, an unconcealed tinge of irritation to his voice. Not that you'd notice. You were too far gone, your face unsubtly turned down to your feet.

“I did, but I'd be a poor host if I didn't come meet your- what are they again?” His father smirked, a challenge in his eyes.

“I'm-I’m his-”

“Y/N’s my guest. My guest. No need to be a host, I have it all taken care of.”

Vil and his father smiled at each other for a moment. A moment too long apparently, because you ended up trying to speak again.

“Thank you for letting me stay in your home,” you whispered, barely audible.

“It's not a problem!” He reached out for your hands, taking them in his own, his thumbs gently caressing your knuckles. “It's wonderful that my son has people that are important to him. Would you, perhaps, like to stay forever?”

In a move very much like one of Vil's, Eric gently tipped your chin up to meet his gaze. Vil watched your face fall under the spell he himself often placed you under. It took everything inside him not to act like a child in a rage. Instead, he placed his hands on your shoulders, and quickly steered you away.

“Y/N is very tired so I will show them to their room,” Vil said. “As I said, I will be their host, no need for you to take time off.”

His father laughed as he quickly shoved you into a nearby guest room. Not even the one he had intended to put you in. But he had to get you away from his dad.

“He smelled nice,” you whispered.

Of course he did. His father smelled of mahogany and expensive cologne. When he was little, that smell meant home. Now that smell meant-

“He was so pretty,” you said with a rather nasty voice crack.

Vil grunted. Grunted! Sevens, the effect you had on him.

Just as his father had done, he took your chin in his hand, and said, firmly, “You're min-my guest. Not his. So try to keep your attention on me.”

You looked at him with big innocent eyes. Vil fought back a distressed, lovesick sigh.

“Understood…but…what if,” you bit your lip, and Vil knew whatever was about to come out of your mouth would give him gray hair. Though, clearly that would be something you would like.

“What if, you shared me?”

He stared at you, opening and closing his mouth a couple times.

“I could be both of your guests!”

“What! Do you know what you're saying?” You had to! At least a piece of you had to, or you wouldn't be continuing the conversation.

“I don't feel safe answering that question,” you said, your eyes narrowing in suspicion at his attitude.

“I'll be blunt, Y/N,” he said firmly. “You cannot date my father.”

“I never said-”

“You didn't have to. It's written all over your face.”

You opened your mouth to protest, closed it, huffed, looked away, then you turned back to him.

“Why not?”

Vil’s jaw dropped. He sputtered, then exclaimed, “Are you seriously asking why you can't date my dad?”

“He's a dilf,” you shrugged.

“You also can't look directly at him!”

“I can change-”

“Doubtful.”

“Wow, okay. I see what this is. You are intimidated by the thought of me as your step parent.”

“You can't be my step parent!”

“I knew it! You're scared of me wearing the pants between the two of us!”

“No! You can't date my dad, because you are supposed to fall for me!”

You blinked at him. He pinched the bridge of his nose between two perfectly manicured nails. There went his summer plan.

“Oh.”

“Oh?” He sighed heavily. “Oh, as in, you feel the same? Or oh as in, awkward, leave me alone?”

You looked away, and Vil was certain if he felt your cheeks, they would feel feverish.

“I-er-ugh.”

“Take your time,” he hummed his amusement coming back to him.

You glared at him, before crumbling again, and mumbling some gibberish.

“You can't even talk to me, but you think you can handle my father?”

You glared at him, then took a calming breath.

“I like you too.”

“Thank sevens,” he pulled you in for a hug, holding back a snicker as he felt you tremble a little.

“You smell good, too,” you muttered, before hiding your face in his shoulder. He could feel his pride swelling.

But only you could bring it down just as quickly as you brought it up.

“Why can't you share me?” your tone sounded innocent enough, but he groaned as he pushed you out at arms length.

“I absolutely forbid you from flirting with my father.”

“I have two hands, so I could hold both of your hands at the same time!”

“Y/N, do not make me use my unique magic on you,” he warned. He watched you glare at him, but you quickly lost your composure as he reopened his arms to you, and you buried yourself against him.

He had a whole summer to keep you away from his father.

Wonderful.

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drdepper · 7 days

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Okay, I'm weird for being +20 and liking a compilation of pixels created by a Japanese woman who is working with two huge companies that only care about money.

I committed crimes by drawing and shipping my Oc with Ruggie Bucchi and answering an ask in which the ship has fankids... I didn't know that doing that was something like me committing crimes? More ironic are people saying this when they are minors?

And some of them even liking characters +18? Or saying that they want to touch breasts and even rt art of a character with their organs exposed and naked?? Am I really weird? Honestly, who am I in the fandom of such relevance? What does a minor want to tell me by saying that I should have draw Leona's nipples exposed instead of Jack's taking into account that I interpreted the image as a meme, if according to them I am sexualizing the character? Why this minors doing seeing this kind of thing to say that Leona should be there to be sexualized if you're minors? what are you doing????

There's nothing wrong with think a person's attitudes strange due to their concepts, but print the person's blog, posting on your personal account to generate rage isn't right... And I wonder where these people get the courage and morals to demand certain behavior from a person if they don't even possess it themselves. A minor consuming adult content and talking openly about it but insinuating that I'm an adult and somehow weird for having made fankids? Taking advantage of the opportunity to use your favorite character to study anatomy, doodles or silly ship things? Serious? Please just mature and grow up.

I don't need to publish accounts of the people I'd like to mention cause i know do this it's wrong, my post won't change their minds, but I'm completely sure today, after everything I've encountered that I'm definitely not the weird one.

I would like to say that anyone who might go through this, of having a group of people do bad things to you behind your back, don't give up on what you do. This is your account, decent people talk with respect, politeness and can even silence you, put some censorship or block to avoid seeing your content. So don't be intimidated.

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drdepper · 9 days

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it's not nice calling me out like this :(

Spot The Difference

#bg3 #astarion #julian devorak #eliott stardew

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drdepper · 9 days

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Summon:

“This trench-coat looks like an apron… I guess it’s apart of my brand.”

[Voicelines Below]

Groovy: [Locked]

Summon Line: For an otherworldly foreigner to go on this trip, it’s wasted on me.

Home: Do I look a little more mature now?

Home Idle 1: “A chance to explore children’s couture”… I’d be lying if I said I didn’t take offense to that.

Home Idle 2: Master Grim seems to be enjoying his two days of fame. Every minute of walking, someone stops us to pet him.

Home Idle 3: Master Ace wandered off again! I wonder how exactly his dorm leader would react if he hears of this?

Home Idle Login: Be it Earth or Twisted Wonderland, consumerism really is inescapable.

Home Idle Groovy: [Locked]

Home Tap 1: Thankfully it’s just Master Jamil and Master Azul. I can’t imagine what’d become of our group if we had Master Ruggie in the mix.

Home Tap 2: Phew, that’s close… I’d probably get a second curse if Master Vil caught me browsing Neige merchandise.

Home Tap 3: The make up is so subtle, completely different from the cosplay and SFX make up I used to do.

Home Tap 4: According the stylists, my hair is supposed to be curlier than this. They recommended some products that would get my “natural curls” back, but I don’t think I can afford it…

Home Tap 5: Don’t bother, my tail is underneath the coat.

Home Tap Groovy: [LOCKED]

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drdepper · 10 days

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAA VIL MY BOI (+ortho) all that saving up was so worth it!!