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[thecutestgrotto]

Starry Night

It’s been a while since I’ve done something that wasn’t a request, so this was nice. 🩵🌸

• set inspired by Van Gogh’s Irises • Famous Art Collection •

[sawbonesources]

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[raayllum]

Is it you? Have my prayers been answered? Is it really you standing there, or am I dreaming once more? You look different, your eyes look tired Your frame is lighter, your smile torn Is it really you, my love?

[moronwithoutmo]

Two halves of one whole 💛☀️🌙💜

Thanks to @cupid-ghoul and @tinyluvs for helping me brainstorm my double ghoulette idea!! She is both Solaris and Umbra, Light and Dark

She shifts forms with the sun and moon, follows the lunar cycles as Umbra, goes feral during eclipses

She is the ultimate multi ghoul!

[perilusjax]

Prompt Title: Scary accidental Harem

Ghost Prince Danny

Danny was adopted by Pariah Dark after some... convincing (Clockwork, blackmailed his former lover >:3) Unfortunately, for Danny, the ghost becomes eligible for summoning.

At first, it was just some random shenanigans, like drunk teens, sleepover rituals, the usual. Until Fenton luck strikes, and he accepts his first sacrificial summoning.

Now Danny has a harem of both scary and hot men and women. Who can now visit his personal haunt/home anytime.

Also, Danny is like over a hundred years old now.

[saradika-graphics]

Hi, I wanted to ask if you could do a few dividers with a food theme of soup, like bowls of soup if you could.

I did check your dividers masterlist but if you do have dividers with bowls of soup, then I am sorry for bothering you.

Have a nice day/night!

ooh yum, I love this idea! 🥣💖 here are some tasty bowls of soup for you - hope you have a great day as well!!

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[sealrock]

febhyurary, day 18: shadow

"when dad was losing his mind, he stopped seeing us. when he lunged at me with that knife, he didn't recognize me. in a short moment of lucidity, he came to realize what he had done to me. after months of watching him sink into a deep, black pit, I finally had my dad back. even now, I could feel how tight he hugged me as he wailed out a thousand apologies... but it was too late. dad was sick, he couldn't sleep and could hardly eat, he lashed out at anything and anyone. his migraines only exacerbated the issue. but mum had been so absorbed in her work back then that she was hardly home to get dad the help he needed. the constant fighting they had ended up pushing her away. she didn't want to deal with dad and how he was deteriorating before our eyes. it wasn't just her; no one helped dad, they pretended nothing was wrong like they do with gammy's 'fits'. but they don't make my blood boil nearly as hot as mum. mum treated him poorly during that period, she put her work above him and above us. when dad finally snapped, she abandoned him in that house. I hated her for it. we were just kids, we had no idea what was going on. the twins don't even remember him, they don't remember how much dad loved them, or how he wished they'd stay small forever. I'll never forget his screams, the desperation in his voice when mum snatched me away. I didn't want to leave him. we locked up any aethograph of dad from that time. we didn't want to remember dad like that, we didn't want to be burdened with those memories. but there was another reason why we stored those away—in almost every aethograph, there's a shadow."

[lilacxquartz]

an imp in fae’s clothing;

yandere m!fae x f!reader

plot: while you were minding your own business, you catch the undivided attention of a fae who you can't seem to shake off — themes: this will get dark, magic, mortal reader, manipulative character, yandere, original story, original character • on ao3 • next chapter >

a/n: new oc of mine, haha. this is like a personal project based on an oc i have, just putting the work out there so it’s actually somewhere type thing! art by me(c) — tw: violence (not against the reader)

Chapter 1. Unexpected Company

Once again, just like every other night, you were tucked away all alone in your bedroom with your blinds flipped shut, sealing away the rest of the world from view. The night was still young, but you were tired—though, not physically, mentally, perhaps, with the idea of being outside just being… simply unappealing.

You were content like this though; with your nose either tucked deep into a book that channeled into your escapism habits or mindlessly scrolling through every sort of social you had installed on your phone, until you grew bored. Hours had passed by that point, too, and it wasn’t that you were tired in the slightest, but you let your eyes drift to meet with the ceiling—the stark white surface seeming fuzzier than before, like lacing static.

However, just as you settled your gaze back onto the foot of the bed, that’s right about when you noticed someone else right there with you, sitting cross-legged, staring right at you, as if they belonged.

At first, when your eyes landed upon the person, you couldn’t quite comprehend it. You were alone, weren’t you? There was no possible way that a whole being could have just materialised in front of you within a matter of minutes and yet, here they were.

With glittering freckles that bordered on pearlescent adorning reddish skin made up the complexion of the person—or perhaps something else entirely, sitting right in front of you—one eye blushing plum hues while the other looked completely blank, matching your stunned expression. Your eyes drifted to catch a scar taking up one half of their face, long aged and settled deep. Their hair, like their freckles, was almost shell-like, boasting silvery whites, pinks and blues, blending into a pale amethyst.

Tattered dragonfly-esque wings speared from their shoulder blades, limply sitting over the bed as they leaned forward to study you with a chilling intensity, despite their expression being warm otherwise. Their clothing, or lack thereof from the waist up, was made up of a worn down gauze wrapped around their left shoulder, their bottom half wearing baggy brown patchwork trousers.

As you studied them, they seemed to do the very same in return; tilting their head off to the side and slightly twitching their pointed ears.

“You can see me, can’t you?” they asked, a male voice filling out your ears. The being’s voice was pleasant; not too deep and full of melody that felt almost playful.

You blinked at him, watching as his eyes slowly widened along with his smile. If you were being entirely honest, you weren’t too sure how you should be reacting. Your first impression of seeing some unknown person, let alone a man, was to scream—but for whatever reason—you couldn’t.

In fact, you couldn’t utter a single noise at all.

You pinched the skin on hand before you entertained the thought at all, the sharp sensation of pain coursing through your body confirming to you that this was all real.

(But how?)

“What…?” was all you managed after a moment, practically choking the word out.

Without thinking, you shot out your hand to try and wave through him, to try and disperse the image of what you thought was, one hundred percent a hallucination, only to strike him physically instead. The creature let out a breathless laugh, as if amused by your attempt to will him away, while you in turn, flinched at the connection.

You recoiled so hard, that you pulled away, letting out a sharp gasp before throwing the blanket across the bed, letting it momentarily drape over his head. Within a matter of seconds, you retreated as far as you could, pressing your back right up against the headboard of your bed, snapping your knees to your chest with such haste, that it nearly knocked him back.

“Now, now,” he teased, steadying himself, “I’m not going to hurt you.”

You gulped hard. “W-who—what—who are you?”

The being smiled, settling his elbows over his knees so that he could rest his chin on his palms. His eyebrows raised slightly as his one visible pupil zeroed in on you, intensifying his voice as though excited, “I’m Eloyrn,” he whispered, tilting his head before levelling it once more, “you can just call me Elo, though.”

You couldn’t help but simply stare at this strangely friendly creature who spoke casually to you, as if they were an old friend of yours. Nothing about their tone was serious in the slightest, even when you in return, displayed clear signs of distress and just as you were about to ask what he was—or what he wanted—he leaned forward again, parting his lips.

This time, he whispered your name, causing you to flinch again. “That’s yours, right? I love human names. So much variety, so much potential,” he spoke as though struck with awe, repeating your name over and over again in a near-worshipping chant.

“I’m sorry,” you continued when you were able to, interrupting him, “but what exactly are you?” you asked, pointing your eyes at his ears, his eyes, and his overall look. He couldn’t have been human.

Eloryn promptly ceased his mantra, sagging his shoulders into a relaxed posture. He tilted his head back to stretch out his neck, revealing a glimpse of his sharp jaw before meeting with your gaze once more. Keeping his tone light and playful, he tried to answer you, “I believe that you humans call my kind a fae.”

You blurted out your response, unable to stifle it, “Like a fairy?”

He laughed lightly but shook his head, “Not quite, but I suppose these pesky wings aren’t too convincing to counter my words,” he shrugged before leaning in, “I’m closer to a woodland spirit.”

“A woodland spirit…?” you repeated, narrowing your eyes, “but this is a city,” you added in a straightforward tone, still refusing to believe what you were seeing.

“Ah, but this whole area used to be part of a forest at one point,” Eloryn corrected you, “you can call me a city spirit though, if that makes more sense to you given the modern times – I’m quite… adaptable, you’ll come to find.”

For a moment, your mind was reeling with much too many unanswered questions that kept on piling up. Fae? Spirits? You must have either fallen asleep or have hit your head somewhere because this very exchange couldn’t have been real, and yet…

(He felt so real?)

“Okay…” you trailed off, trying to keep a handle on your barely contained panic, “and what do you want with me, exactly?”

Eloryn laughed at your question, finding your guarded mannerisms to be more endearing than something to be concerned about. “What don’t I want with you?” he asked as if it was obvious, “I have been around you for a while, you know, hovering over you, just… being near you,” he murmured, softening his voice that time in a way that was more threatening than it was gentle, “watching over you, memorising your habits—memorising you,” he then paused, pulling back ever so slightly, “curious that you can see me now, though, I wonder why.”

You creased your brows at his words, still not fully processing the full extent of the obsession he had just confessed to you, your mind stuck on a different detail instead. “Hang on, you’ve been watching me?”

Eloryn’s lighthearted demeanour returned within an instant at your question, adopting a loud, bursting tone, “Of course!” he exclaimed proudly, before smoothing it down into a softer tone once more. “Always. I’ve been keeping you safe, keeping others away from you, all so that I can watch you day to day, every day—every minute—every second—”

At his crazed whispered worship, you tried to retreat further away once more only to be met with the wooden surface of your headboard kissing your back. You shook your head at the prospect, rejecting his worship, not liking this a single bit. Something about being watched—let alone perceived by an invisible entity filled you with a great deal of dread.

The fae, however, moved closer to you, kneeling over you, planting both of his hands parallel over your body so that his palms flattened near your hips. Hovering over you, his icy breath ghosted over your face, leaving you frozen solid into place and unable to move beneath his looming form.

“You can see me,” he repeated, “you can feel me,” he emphasised, retaining that uneasy tone, “which means you can’t get rid of me by just moving on with your life,” he added, almost crazed, “god,” he spoke, uttering your name once again, “you’re stuck with me forever – how exciting!”

Just as you wanted to push him back, however, to shove him as far away from you as possible, your mind went blank. Suddenly, an anchoring, compressing feeling enveloped you, plunging you into darkness. Your mind went elsewhere and your body turned rigid, forcing you into a deep slumber.

Though, right as you felt yourself slip away, you felt a slight weight settle beside you, as if someone was pressing their body right against your back—completely unseen to you—pulling you into the deepest sleep you’ve ever had.

~~~

When you next awoke in the morning, you thought that this odd event might as well have been a dream or at the very least, a realistic nightmare. As you came around, however, artefacts of the night before had remained. Things like the sudden absence of warmth from someone lying closely next to you or the creeping sensation of not being entirely alone.

You tried to get through the course of the upcoming day regardless, and other than feeling that something—or someone—was potentially lurking in the shadows, nothing out of the ordinary occurred, until you had to go back home.

Your usual time for leaving your job was in the evening, but before it got dark, so around six. Your boss was, however, who was not unknown for demanding overtime, often making anyone he could get away with pressuring to do just that, talked you into something along those lines. Needing the money, you begrudgingly accepted it, even if it meant getting off work when the skies were growing darker.

By the time your bus had dropped you off at the usual spot, too, the neighbourhood was utterly empty save for the many lampposts dotting around the road, warmly illuminating the pavement. It was about a five or seven minute walk from the bus stop to your apartment, so you weren’t too worried, but your city was also not exactly known for being the safest either.

You didn’t fuss about it too much, though, thinking more about what to eat when you got back home, and definitely not about the approaching figure that was quickly closing in on you. Not who you’d expect, however, because you couldn’t have—that was just all just a dream, right?

It was quick as it all happened, giving you no hint or warning of what was about to come. Large calloused hands wrapped around the long sleeves of your arms, causing you to shrink back in alarm. Instinctively, you tore forward, stamping your heel over the stranger’s foot, causing him to hiss in pain, stumbling back a step. You swung your heavy bag to meet at his side, whacking him hard and prompting the assailant to finally let go.

Your eyes fluttered, thinking back to last night.

It couldn’t have been Elo—what’s his name—Elowyn, Eloryn? No, because he didn’t exist and even if he did, he wouldn’t have been that easy to fight off, given what he was, surely.

Shooting forward, you made a break out of the attacker’s grasp, hearing his footsteps trail right behind you—pushing forward, forcing yourself to bridge as far away a distance from him as much as possible and yet—falling to your hands and knees as your breath tore out of your lungs. Gasping sharply, you tried to recollect your bearings before pressing onwards, only for the same rough hands to meet at your shoulder again. You jolted as you felt them tightly clamp around your back, yanking you back before letting go within an instant.

You paused, trying to process the events, your chest still heaving in and out.

At first you couldn’t understand what you were hearing, but then—

A strangled cry came from the man behind you, followed by a sickening crack and snap; a sharp scream passed through your ears only to be then rapidly stifled. This sort of sound continued to slowly pass through the man, filling your ears with something you couldn’t quite comprehend.

You shuddered as you turned around, unsure of what to expect, only to be met with the sight of your attacker desperately darting his eyes around, unable to understand where this sudden assault could have been coming from. While on the other hand, you saw the creature from the night before, standing there calmly—slowly, excruciatingly moving his fingers up his arm—dusting the bone into shattered rubble beneath the skin. With wide eyes, you watched as he then moved onto the other arm, and then to his legs, before turning the once confident aggressor into a blathering, broken stupor.

Crawling back on your feet, perhaps a minute too late, you tried to escape in a hurry but then you felt a cold presence sweep by you, only to be met with Eloryn standing over you, extending his hand to you with a cold smile on his face.

“I’m always going to be with you,” he said, pulling you up to sink into his chest, “you can’t get rid of me, remember?” he reminded you again, wrapping his arms right around you. “In fact, I won’t even let you try.”

Feeling scared, bewildered, but also just mostly confused, you froze up at the unreal situation you found yourself in once more, reluctantly leaning into his form—but not out of comfort—out of fear.

Because what on earth did you do exactly, to have attracted the attention of someone like this?

(And was he more of a friend? Or was he a foe?)

(If you were being honest, you were almost too scared to find out.)

[etherealflickering]

hi mob psycho tumblr would you like me if I started posting art on here again

kageyama brothers in the finale KILL me so. catified map part time

[cellohum]

16 / THE LONELY SEA

a single muse google doc.

introducing the lonely sea, a six paged character template mainly tailored towards pc use. it is heavily made up of tables and images, and thus may be hard to edit on mobile. inspired by im hyunsik's song "la mar", it has a minimalist, modern feel with dark blues and soft greens.

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11" x 8.5" page size.

a six paged doc that includes space for an overview of the author, character overview, appearance, personality, and backstory.

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✧ you may . .

personalize the doc (shift the layout, change color palettes, images, fonts, etc.) to better fit your needs.

combine with other cellohum resources.

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remove or obscure credits, or otherwise make them hard to find. they must always be visible and link back to my tumblr page or this post.

copy, steal, redistribute, or monetize, whether in their original form, partially, or remixed.

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[thecutestgrotto]

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[daceydeath]

Creatures of Chaos Masterlist

Light in the Dark Pairing: Vampire Chan x Human F Reader Genre: Fantasy AU, Word Count: 33.5K Warnings: 18+, Swearing, Supernatural Themes, Drinking, Suggestive Themes

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Final

Light:  (One shot) Pairing: Vampire Chan x Female Reader Genre: Fantasy AU, Smut Word Count: 2.3K Warnings: 18+, Swearing, Marking, Explicit Activities

A Cup of Magic: (One shot) Pairing: Cambion Seungmin x Nymph Reader Genre: Fantasy AU, Fluff, Angst Word Count: 4.5K Warnings: Swearing, Suggestive Themes

You had been best friends for a life time so you were well aware how protective Felix was about you and it had never been an issue until it was one.

(Other members coming soon)

[raayllum]

In that moment, some achieve the ultimate connection with the heavens and become enlightened ones, the Timeblind. The Timeblind transcend our perception of time. They experience the past, present, and future as one.

6x04 / 7x09 / 1x01

[fakebatmanfan]

When talking about Jervis' yandere traits, there isn't a question of "would he kill for you?" so much as "how would he kill for you?".

As seen in their respective continuities:

BTAS Jervis would hypnotize your wrong-doers into taking long walks off short bridges, or something alike. Though, his actions may become more severe the worse he feels you have been hurt. For instance, how he tried to decapitate Batman.

Gotham Central Jervis would hypnotize them into killing themselves and likely others of whom were involved, though this may be the more extreme of his actions.

Secret Six Jervis' actions may vary wildly depending on much he feels you have been hurt. In the mildest cases, he'll likely pay for them to be *adhem* disposed off discreetly. In more major cases, he'll hypnotize them into killing themselves and in extreme cases, kill them himself.

Baring in mind, Jervis' idea of "extreme" varies. Really, if anyone injures your person (from the highs of rape to the lows of a single slap) they can be sure to meet with a gruesome end.

Milder reactions may come if you've only been caused emotional distress, though his actions may become more extreme if you react severely. I mean, BTAS Jervis was all too glad to dispose of the muggers in 'Mad as a Hatter' and Alice wasn't even crying.

[saradika-graphics]

Hi hi~! It’s been a while— but~… I’ve finally got another request in mind that I’d like to send— even if it might be a little tricky lol

So, this relates to a visual novel, namely “Lamento -Beyond the Void-“— and while I’m not about to make things too tricky by asking for anything super specifically focused on the game lmao— Some big aesthetic/thematic elements I can think of for the game are cats, forest scenery, and Celtic imagery— (like Celtic knot patterns, tho there might be more elements as well that I can’t think of rn—)

Also, if you don’t mind the added suggestion of colors— then I think I’d like mostly neutral colors, like dark/muted greens and browns— although autumn leaning oranges might be nice too~ (also if it helps with color ideas/choices, then here’s the blog I plan on using them for~)

Thanks in advance for reading this ask, and for answering my request if you feel like there’s something you can work with here~💖

hello! thanks for the images you sent me - I'm unfamiliar with this game but the style and vibes seem so cool! I did my best with the dividers using your references, along with what I saw online (trying to match the cats to the boys!) 💖 I hope you like these! 🐈‍⬛💕

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[lionbearfox]

coping via fun outfits for the triblets :)