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hello!! can I request a tengen uzui x gn reader where reader gets angry/stressed out and all emotional and uzui comforts them after a long and tiring day? (excluding the wives) and reader doesn't really know how to react or what to do because usually when they're in that kind of situation they just let it be gone by itself. thank you so much, I love your writing! keep it going it's awesome 👍🏻
𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄, 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 — 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐢
tengen comforts you after a bad day. 📝 gn! reader, beautiful is a gender neutral term in my book do not @ me <3! hurt to comfort! AHH i struggled writing this for no reason whatsoever… uhh tengen is not my strong suit m sorry for that 😭, also sorry that this took forever i seriously wish i got this out sooner. WARNING FOR TENGEN AT THE END… I MADE HIM SO CHEESY (IN THE SWEETEST WAY POSSIBLE) LMAO ,, THANK YOU FOR THE COMPLIMENTS BTW, made me super happy & i’m super super sorry if i couldn’t do him justice!!
word count : 600+
𝙉𝙊𝙒 𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙄𝙉𝙂 . . . 𝘏𝘌𝘠 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘙 — 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘋𝘈𝘜𝘎𝘏𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘚 𝘖𝘍 𝘌𝘝𝘌
you unintentionally slammed the door shut, startling tengen from his cooking. no amount of deep breathing would cool you at the moment as you stormed past the kitchen—past him—and walked to the bedroom where you could lay easy as you waited for this hell of emotions to pass.
tengen had never seen this before, mostly because on these rare occasions he’d be out on a mission or busy with other matters— and whenever you were having a bad day and he happened to be home, you were always able to keep your feelings in check in favor of not making him uncomfortable.
today was just too much.
after grabbing one of your favorite snacks, tengen made his way to your door. knocking tentatively, he called out, “(y/n)? sweetie, are you okay?”
you replied by burying yourself further in the sheets until it covered your head fully, loud enough that he could hear through the thin walls of the hallway and your room.
“i’m coming in, okay?”
it was time— tengen’s three rules to comforting.
one. do not crack a joke at how un-flashy it is to cry or pout because of a simple fault in your day. that’s not living up to his respectable status and it won’t make anything better. it’ll give off the feeling that he couldn’t care less, and his top priority right now is avoiding making you cry because of him.
“please leave me alone…” you grumbled, your voice muffled but still crystal clear.
“not happening!” he declared, sitting on the side of the futon, your hands gripping the material as to not slide closer to him due to the dip from his weight.
“please.”
“i want to make you feel better.”
two. offer forms of comfort; hugs, kisses, food, etc.
“i’ve got this for you, if you’d like,” he shook the customized box he decorated himself (because the original packaging was “too drab” for him), dangling it over your head until you peeked out. “and of course, there’s me to help you.”
you stared at his unusually soft eyes, gleaming nonetheless in this moment where you had no idea what you were supposed to respond with.
he motioned for you to sit up, and in you doing so reluctantly, carefully wrapped his heavy arms around you. he gave you enough time to wriggle away if needed or tell him to stop, but to be fair, the comforting warmth felt a million times better than your blankets.
you latched onto him, holding him for dear life as if he were going to leave if you didn’t. patting your back, he encouraged you to talk about your day. you spilt.
you felt tears running down your face as he held you through it all— you hadn’t cried this hard in forever as he coaxed them out through his back rubs and sweet talk.
you were vexed and full of sobbing emotions, all overlaying as you recalled the painful events of today.
small squeezes at heart wrenching moments, giving you tissues in between (if you needed them), and making sure that you knew he was listening intently as he continued to embrace you.
he waited until you had no more tears left to give, wiping the excess away as he offered the forgotten snack to you, which you heartily accepted.
three. be with your other through it all.
“thank you…” you mumbled, your voice a tad raspy from the onslaught of hoarse sobbing and flooding.
tengen proudly smiled. “it’s what an amazing boyfriend should do for his beautiful and sweet lover!”
“you mean it?”
“of course i do. the great superior uzui’s never wrong.”
you smile. “thank you. i love you so much.”
“i love you too, my awesome,”—he kisses you on the forehead—“lovely,”—he kisses you on the side of your face—“stupendous,”—he kisses you on your nose—“charming,”—he kisses you on the other side of your face—“incredible,”—he kisses you on the side of your mouth, teasing you at this point—“absolutely amazing lover,” ending it off with a kiss to your lips.
“gosh you’re cheesy.” you laugh before diving in for another.
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#demon slayer#kimetsu no yaiba#kny#demon slayer imagines#fluff#kny x reader#kny imagines#tengen uzui x reader#tengen x reader#tengen uzui#kny tengen#demon slayer tengen#hashira#hurt to comfort#comforting#bad day comfort#kny uzui#demon slayer uzui#uzui#uzui tengen#uzui x reader
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It would be great for some fluff, maybe even have Farah and Alex join in on the fluff. No pressure :)
I’m gonna admit right now that I requested this request. I like getting requests and at the time I am writing this I’ve got some stuff going on that makes me feel like crap so in a way this fluff is beneficial to me as well.
For some extra context, this takes place in the COD Gangster AU.
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You’ve had shitty days before and today is no different. You’re tired, exhausted and just want to go home. Go to your room and curl up and maybe cry a little. But someone finds you before you can make it there.
Kyle notices you acting awfully quiet at the pub, while you help with unloading small crates. Your sighs and muttering are clear. You’re upset, so when everything is moved he takes a detour back home. Gets you your favourite food, asking to make sure you get it exactly how you like it. He doesn’t take you straight to the hide out and instead takes you to somewhere quiet where you can just be alone together for a bit. Kyle gets you to move to the back seat with him so you guys can eat without messing up the front. He asks you if you’re okay and you not, and sniff. The tears are coming down now. You get a hug and he reassures you that whatever it is, everything will be okay. Whatever was going on or needed to be done, could wait for tomorrow. Tonight it was just you, him, good food and some YouTube.
Johnny sees you go to your room and when you don’t respond to his welcome he knows something ain’t right. He knocks on your door and you tell him to come in. Your voice is shaky. What happened? Who hurt you? Where are they?! (All of this is internal). You tell him you just had a bad day, and want to be alone. Johnny understands and leaves. He comes back. There’s an extra blanket, your favourite snacks and your favourite drink and if you need anything, he’s in the kitchen. You ask him to stay, and he does. You end up using him as a pillow, leaning against him sitting between his legs. He’s texted Price to say he can’t do much today but has good reason. Johnny lets you talk about whatever you want, whether it’s the shit you dealt with today or something completely off topic. Honestly there’s benefits on both sides cause he finds it adorable when you talk about your favourite things.
Simon is a bit different. He’s not very close to you but he overhears your frustration when you walk in the front door. You don’t notice him right away but he sees your tears. He doesn’t know what happened and he doesn’t need to know. He and his stray companion knock on your door. Simon hears you crying, and you open the door. The first one you notice is the cat, who rubs against your legs. Simon says she wanted to see you. That helps, knowing someone was happy to see you. Simon tells you the guys will be back soon, and if you want to order food. You say that’s fine, but instead of letting you go back to your room, he invites you out to the living room, where you find a pillow, blanket and a water bottle waiting for you, inviting you to turn on the tv for some background noise while he does some work. He keeps looking up at you, curled with the cat on the couch, content.
Price sees you frustrated as you’re leaving the pub. He’s finished his work for the day and calls after you before you open the door. You just want to walk back by yourself, but he isn’t about to let that happen when you’re not doing well. Price gets his coat on and walks back with you. It’s awkward silence at first but he starts a conversation, asking if you have anything you’d like to ask about him, the gang, the pub, etc. No? Then he’ll ask you. Do you enjoy helping at the pub? Is your art going well? Anyone been giving you a hard time lately? The last question has you already pawing at your eyes. Without a word he has an arm around you, reminding you that you’re walking together. You can let it out, or chat about something else. You two can make a small stop on the way home. Not everyone is going to like you, that’s not your fault. But the ones who do, they’ll walk with you.
Farah finds you hugging your knees, shoulders bobbing from sobs. Alex was dealing with the problem now it was clean up. Farah’s footsteps are audible, you can hear them on the rocky asphalt. You look up wiping your eyes, sitting up a bit. Farah sits down next to you and when you start apologizing she stops you. Not your fault, everyone has off days. You were smart to find a spot like this to blow off steam. Despite her saying it wasn’t your fault you keep insisting it was, explaining how you messed up. Farah assures you that everyone trips and has off days. For now you two can wait here until Alex gets everything sorted with the asshole who was giving you a hard time. You did your best, that’s all she was asking in the first place.
Alex is dropping by the police station when he sees you off to the side of it, staring at the ground. He says hello, but you’re distant. Not like you. He gets a bad feeling and asks you to wait up for him. When he comes back out he asks what’s going on, though he can guess by the comments he overheard when I’m the station. Got reamed out pretty good. Yeah that’s never fun. Alex reminds you it happens to everyone. Remember for next time, that’s all you can do. Doesn’t do much. Taking the extra step he invites you over to his place for some food. Packaged dinner sounds pretty inviting after the long day you’ve had. Alex even fires up some video games for the two of you, and your frustration is now redirected on him for being so good at Mario party. At least he got you to start smiling.
Graves believe it or not, knows you’re having a bad day but he can’t always help you. For him he knows if all he does is comfort you, the other guys will just say you’re being coddled. Clearly today is an exception. You’re not okay, and it shows. You’re trying to hide in your work, not show your emotions. Yeah sometimes your dad did that too. He asks if you’re free tomorrow, and through the lump in your throat, you say yes. Tomorrow comes and he takes you to some of your favourite spots. Some of them are stores and notices you keep staring at something. You guys spend the morning together and it’s just a casual hangout. By the end though he asks if you’re doing okay. You nod and say I’m fine. No you’re not but he doesn’t push and instead gives you the thing you were staring at earlier. You’ve been working hard kid. Don’t forget to reward yourself.
Note: Just a small extra edit, I honestly needed this myself, because unfortunately I have been dealing was some very frustrating issues regarding my career life. I’ll likely come back to this post to add some stuff, but wanted to just do some sweet and simple fluff. I love you all and appreciate your love and support for the stuff I make on here. I plan to branch out to other fandoms and hope to have your support on those as well. Wish you all the best and my request box is always open.
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#john soap mactavish#cod au#task force 141 x reader#captain john price#kyle gaz garrick#simon ghost riley#farah karim#alex keller#cod gangster au#gangster au#comfort#fluff#bad day comfort#we all know it#phillip graves#gn reader#reader comfort#bad day
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but you can't keep holding on like this.
#you can put a disability metaphor in any legfndary draconic entity. many people dont know this#my art#comic#ouroboros#for tag filtering:#blood#its a blurry day forgive typos#for search results:#bite down or let go#here's the deal ouroboros#for qna:#yes you can get it tattooed i would appreciate a tip through ny kofi (pinned) and i would love to see if you feel comfortable sharing#yes its an original quote i do write sometimes#no its not cringe or bad if you blorbo tag or whatever. go nuts. if i didnt want people connecting w my work I wouldn't post it#yes you can quote it in your own art and I'd love to see that too#anyways i love you. we'll both get through this regardless of how it changes us okay? i love you.
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
#almost wrote the champagne line as ''effervescent'' but legit could not write it without saying ''effervescent like a snail''#ah tumblr...#writeblr#warm up#idk . having trouble writing rn#ps i don't like to talk about it . it is my medical information. but before you ask. yes this is about being on the spectrum#i really don't like when ppl make my writing about how im [whatever ID]. i want it to ring true for the people who it rings true for#i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" .....#no.... not really.....#idk something gross happens whenever i admit to certain conditions and i turn into like inspiration p*rnography#like yes they actually let us use keyboards these days#furthermore i just... dont feel comfortable talking about this part of me. i had too bad of a childhood. adhd is one thing...#this one im like. still coming to terms with. which is like. my own journey.#idk. just please be kind. some things are more private than others. this one feels private to me.#i do not know how to help others w/this . and i do not know how to help myself. i will talk about it if im ever ready. idk if that will#actually ever happen#ty in advance i love u im kissing you we are kissing somewhere on the spectrum
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thinking about them
#one piece#cat burglar nami#nefertari vivi#had a bad day so I decided to use one of my many photo reference packs to draw these two for comfort#it did make me feel a lot better#my art
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I stand with Louis no matter what. If either lestat or armand did that shit to me and people talked about me the way they talk about louis on here and on twitter you're gonna see me in history books
#mad at louis for not giving a fuck about magnus' lair when he was gonna kill lestat mind you he literally starved to death and DIED#not 3 days prior to going to kill lestat. louis explicitly said he was gonna go die with them coven niggas like louis was crashing out#and you mean to tell me hes supposed to give a fuck about their trauma at this time???????#girl fuck you. and your bald headed mammy i wish somebody would say that shit to me after they killed my kid#gaslighting and beating me and leaving me to die and they wanna say i should be nicer fuck you#i have to comfort the nigga who drove me to attempt after said attempt when writhing in agony but im the bad guy#cus i was a pimp a century ago go to the deepest pits of hell#and the pimp stuff is crazy cus none of what louis did as a pimp had a relationship to how he acted with his partners bc they had more power#in both relationships louis is powerless. jim crow Louisiana gay married to a white man and stuck in dubai with a 500 year old demon#who routinely gaslights and emotionally abuses him#louis pimping out women has an effect on his relationships to WOMEN. specifically black women. not them lil 2 pump ass niggas he was fucking#yall piss me off so bad yall really vex me at times#iwtv#interview with the vampire#louis de pointe du lac#ldpdl#loumand#loustat
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"No, don't - don't come any closer."
"Reg-" "Please, please, I don't want you to see me like this, just let me - let me clean myself up and-"
"You're shaking."
"Sorry."
"You don't - Reg - Regulus, stop, hey," he takes the other boy by the arm as he tries to get past him, pulling him in.
"I'm sorry," Regulus says again. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry."
"Sh, sh, it's alright, we're alright," Regulus is flush against his chest, head tucked beneath his chin.
"I don't know why I'm crying."
"You don't need to have a reason." "You shouldn't have to come home to this." "What are you talking about? I get to come home to you. That's all that matters." Regulus shakes his head against James's shirt, sniffling. "I'll get myself together." "I don't mind you apart." "I meant to have dinner ready." "I'm not hungry." "James." "Regulus." "I don't know what's wrong with me," he says miserably. "Nothing, nothing's wrong," and then, after a brief pause, and in a voice so gentle Regulus doesn't know how it's even possible: "You're just depressed." Regulus half-laughs and half-sobs into James. "You have no tact, anyone ever tell you that? No tact at all."
"You tell me all the time," kissing the top of his head and holding him more tightly. A few seconds pass before: "I love you, you know?"
Regulus's hands are all twisted up in James's shirt, a wounded noise coming out of his mouth. "I thought it might stop, now that..." "That?" "You and I are..that we're so good. I thought it might stop." "Don't think it works like that."
"I'm sorry." "No," kissing his head again. His temple. His ear. His cheek. "I don't mind Regulus, I really don't. You just need to tell me, okay? Tell me when you feel it coming on, and I'll know and I'll be here."
#when i feel bad i write james comforting regulus#and i feel better#im sure a therapist would have a field day with that one#jegulus#soph rambles#regulus black#james potter
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Having a slumber party in the 2000s stimboard!
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💤 / 🎉 /💤
#agere#age regression#fandom agere#agere blog#agere community#sfw age regression#sfw agere#agere stimboard#2000s#2000s nostalgia#stimboard#『 🖼️ ; Razzy's Boards 』#hi everyone. been having just a terrible horrible no good very bad day emotionally#so i figured “why not make a sitmboard to cheer myself up?”#it worked! for the most part ehe#this will probably sound really weird but sleepovers/slumber parties have always been weirdly comforting to me#I've never actually been to one (that wasn't just visiting a relative or doing something for girl scouts)#but the idea makes me weirdly happy#so. y'know. very easy self indulgent stuff
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Every time i tell people i buy groceries every 14 days they seem shocked by this and tell me they buy groceries every day or several times a week.
That in turn blows my mind, as someone who couldn’t possibly hate buying groceries more than i do, i can’t imagine doing it that often.
Bonus if you tell me in the tags how you feel about shopping for groceries. Do you hate it with a passion like me? Feel indifferent to it, just another chore? Or do you somehow love it?
#poll#i do it every 14 days to save money tbh lmao#if i had a comfortable budget i might do it once a week#but honestly every 14 days works so well#it’s rare enough that i can enjoy 14 days of peace#but not so far between that the food goes bad before i manage to use it#it’s just the perfect amount
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Imagine Al Haitham opening his house only to realize how silent and cold it has become. Looking around, the light into the living room has off, making him wonder if no was around the house which was strange. It should be around the time were you were at home but then again, he himself have nothing to say since he was usually still out during this time. Today just happened to be the day where he found himself under time at work.
Imagine Al Haitham who quietly made his way into the the house, was about to open your shared room when he realized it was already open, left unlocked as he went high alert. He stood there for a moment, looking around for any signs of intruder, mind going miles as he suddenly thought of you. Is that why you are not there to welcome him as usual? Because something happened to you- sniff.
Imagine it was soon followed by a fit of sobbing. Unlike before, he turned stiff in place. Suddenly not knowing what to do. Al Haitham have seen you cried before, but it was often due to happiness. And now that he was hearing those seemingly pain sobs that he knew you were trying to hide. He does not know what to do. Should he enter the room and comfort you? Or should he walk away and give you more time for yourself? If he happened to work just in time like usual, would ever knew you were in such state?
Imagine for who know how long, you heard the sound of the door slamming causing you to flinch. You had just finished your breakdown for some time now. Maybe it was the stress or maybe it was something else. But today was just one of those days were everything seemed to be going south and before you knew it, you found yourself locked into your lover's room on tears, losing track of time. Come to think of it, it was about time Al Haitham went back. But then again, you were a mess. You just finished crying a little while ago, you still have not washed your face. In the end, you found yourseld under the covers when there was a knock on your bedroom door.
Imagine the shift of weight of the bed upon feeling his presence. You are tense, not knowing what to do if he were ever to see you in such state. And to your concern, you felt his hand reach out upon feeling his hand right on your head. "Are you awake?" His question made you sniff. He knew. "I bought some stuffs back in the dinning room, care to join me for a meal? It's late." There he was speaking so gently as you felt him caress your head gently through the sheets in unknowingly make you tear up and you sniff once again. You then felt him pat you gently before there was a shift of weight in the bed again. "I'll be waiting, hmm."
Imagine just in time as Al Haitham finished setting up the dishes and plates, you emerged in the room with an exhausted look on your face. Nevertheless there was a small genuine on his face that brings you comfort as he opened his arms to welcome you. "Come here." And you did, no questions and hesitation, you throw yourself at him as he warp you in his arms. Once you do, you found yourself crying once again but, "It must have been hard, hmmm?" You felt him caress your head, running his fingers in your hair. "It's alright." He pat you onnthe back with his free hand. "I'm here now."
[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2024° :(
#dark night hero#genshin impact#genshin imagines#genshin#genshin impact x reader#genshin impact fanfic#genshin comfort#dude my mind is pulsing of how much of a bad ans stressfuk day this is#genshin alhaitham#al haitham x reader#al haitham#al haitham imagines#al haitam x reader#genshin impact fluff#genshin fluff#genshin x reader#genshin x you
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i wanna hear him give absolutely horrible speeches (everyone would go apeshit nonetheless)
#miiukkart#sorry for not posting as often as i wish did. been fighting depression (no worries. im a seasoned fighter)#(ik i dont have to feel bad for not posting but i just miss drawing silly turtle stuff and seeing ppl enjoy said silly stuff!!)#hope yOURE doing okay tho!!! if not no worries. slay one day at a time#*patting you on the head while offering you your comfort food(s)*
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This was home.
[First] Prev <–-> Next
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#jiang cheng#blood#Good bye Jiang Disciples. May you live on in the Lan Wangji in lotus pier AU.#This is going to be the start of a bunch of sad scenes I desperately try to undercut with humour.#You may ask where Elle Woods is considering her help was requested.#The canon answer is that she didn't make it there in time. This is the reason why WWX has the pink phone in present day.#It is a favour she owes him out of apology.#I am also making it canon that Jiang Cheng hates Elle Woods for not being there. His two Nemeses in PD-MDZS are Elle and WWX.#This is why Jiang Cheng doesn't have the phone. He would hunt her down but Bruiser bit him really bad last time he tried.#His pride is too hurt to try again.#I don't think I've done a wordless comic in a while - what a fun challenge!#I'm getting lots of practice with backgrounds in the last few comics - I really feel like I'm getting more comfortable with it!#Obviously I still have a long way to go but this is a journey B*)
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average day at the agency
#midas fortnite#marigold fortnite#fortnite#fortnite fanart#fortnite midas#ive been waiting to have time to draw this for 4 days#midas and marigold are MY comfort trans allegory and IM going to make them have a bad day
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Cuddling the big scary robot would save me actually.
#Borb's Scribbles#Ramattra#Overwatch#Ramattra X Reader#this is yet another one of those “this was meant to be a quick doodle” artworks#My bad for lack of uploads but one non-ram project decided to obliterate my sanity#that shit be done now so I SHOULD be okay#ANYWAY i intended this to be “Ram had a rough day and Reader is comforting”#but if you see this as.... ahem... aftercare...#then be my guest lol#also guys I SWEAR i came up with the idea and n e e d to draw this forever ago#WAAAAY before the reaper and widow mythic fiascos#the timing of me getting this done just kinda accidentally lined up#altho it certainly happens to work as a meta commentary ft ram being upset about lack of skins LMAO
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as we enter the start of a semester and the dreaded Hour of Making Friends us upon us... if ur ever at a loss for what to say in one of those weird social situations where you only vaguely-know people, one of my favorite questions to ask is "what is your favorite food crime." a food crime is like the food combination that you love that other people find revolting. press them to take it further than pineapple on pizza, that's rote. food crimes is a good topic that has many benefits as it turns out all people are degenerates and also it will give you some cool ideas to try out later in the privacy of your own degenerate kitchen
the other good thing to ask is "okay but has anyone here ever been someplace haunted" bc it turns out if you ask most people directly they don't believe in ghosts, but many people are like "oh yeah i lived in a haunted house. ghosts aren't real tho"
#my food crime is that i regularly make a “pasta and tuna” situation that has somehow gotten even more evil and degenerate over time.#it is a ''white wine reduction'' (it's just white wine and garlic powder & seasoning)#and tuna from a can.#and plain pasta.#if i have the spoons i will actually chop garlic for it but this tends to be my comfort food for a REALLY bad day#bc its super easy to make:#boil pasta. drain. put into bowl for later. into same pot u used for pasta.#put tuna (with oil/water from can). let fry a little for like 2-3 min. put in whatever amount of wine. season to taste.#the tuna will get a little crisp on it which is nice. important side note:#this began as a Bolognese sauce.#and one day i had to sub for tuna. i know. not ideal. i cried about it too.#somehow over time it is now its own little evil thing. i would never make someone else eat it. it is beautiful.#but yeah i don't even stir the pasta in afterwards i just slap pasta into serving bowl#slap this ''''''sauce'''''''' on top#molto bene#(i really can cook fairly well btw. this is a food crime. not a suggestion of skill or ability)#(i LOVE baking but when i cook for myself. the autism is obvious. bc i just don't understand the point of most of the steps)#(.... i can just eat the deli meat out of the bag. it is protein. i don't even have to like it. i just have to eat enough calories.)#(also i used to cook MUCH more before this apartment which is so small that i can stretch my arms out and overreach the counter length.)#(.... i'm 5.2. so.)
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still not happy with the full drawing but I based the whole thing around this little forehead touch/comfort detail so here ya go
(also thank you to @mischievous-thunder for encouraging me to post through the perfectionism 🫡🫠)
#poolverine#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool#deadclaws#wolverine#deadpool & wolverine#wade wilson#deadpool 3#deadpool x wolverine#logan howlett#they are on the kitchen counter#logan is having a Bad Trauma Day and Wade is comforting him with sweet nonsense and stupid jokes#also yes they are wearing each other's colors again I cant help myselffff#note the little heart in wade's eye ❤️
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