Gingeredmink - Tumblr Blog

Wifi is out, think internet provider is putting me in horny jail or somethin >:/

also got your ask anon, will provide food as soon as I'm able to

eeeh i'll probs delete this in a bit

caved and felt like drawing smut so for anyone interested in this stuff, my nsfw/gore twitter is spicypossumgutz [18+ only, if I see a minor on that account they will be blocked]

this account will remain safe. everything horny will be posted there exclusively as well as flagged/censored, so there is no worry about accidentally seeing something inappropriate.

wip

sou chilling in a blood filled bathtub for some reason [he is NOT having a good time]

hello, please enjoy fluffy tats supremacy propaganda.

something something sunday sinday-

Here's doodles of Sou with tattoos + body hair because reasons

doodle based on a thing I saw on twitter [link] i really like to think if Sabi made it through the events of .flow and got help, she'd be a messy vulgar adult struggling with a lot of problems [unprocessed or buried trauma, emotional, identity, possible addictions and stuff]. Same with Uro and Sou to varying degrees. love how she's starting to look like an albino fluffy Heather in my style heh

I'm too much of a wuss to post to AO3 so I guess I'll throw this here.

Wrote a little Sou/Tats drabble. Though I ship these two, I tried to write it so it could be seen as platonic of a family bond instead.

Summary: Soutarou catches Tatsuki falling back into self-harm and tries to console them. Mostly about Tatsuki struggling with the mixed emotions of guilt for relapsing, not feeling like they deserve love, and trying to accept Soutarou’s help.

Hurt/Comfort, found family sort of. Warning: Self-Harm mention

Word count: 1121

A familiar pain stung across Tatsuki’s arm as the clear water mixed with blood, dying it red and leaving a crimson pool in the sink underneath. How did they keep ending up like this? They told themselves they’d stop so many times and yet they repeatedly screwed up and lost control again, leaving evidence in the form of a series of cuts up and down their forearm. They hissed through clenched teeth in response to the burning, even if the pain was familiar it was still pain. It still hurt.

“Idiot…” The familiar insult, once wielded by their tormentors, now a means to self-deprecate was tossed absentmindedly at themself. 

Sudden knocking at the door pulled Tatsuki from their thoughts and back to reality.

“Tatsuki, are you alright?” Soutarou’s soft voice laced with concern sounded through the door. They’ve done this before, of course Sou had noticed and probably already figured out what had happened. Like many times in the past, they had gotten too caught up in their emotions and were careless, leaving obvious clues all over the place no matter how much they tried to hide it.

“Y-Yeah, I’m alright…” If Sou had any doubts before he certainly didn’t know, the tremble and slight hint of pain in their voice gave their lie away.

Maybe Sou was too perceptive, maybe they were too stupid, maybe it was a mix of both. In the end it didn’t matter, one way or another they had gotten caught again and would have to face the man sooner or later.

Finishing up their cleaning and messily throwing bandages over the fresh wounds, Tatsuki slowly opened the bathroom door and braced for another all too familiar pain. Not because Sou would hit them, never because Sou had hit them. Ever since they had moved in with the older man had been nothing but gentle and kind to them, and in a sick and twisted way that warmth hurt more than cold fists. They almost wished Sou would be cruel to them at times, at least they wouldn’t feel so guilty for letting him down. Again and again the man had forgiven them and trusted them to get better, and like the idiot they were again and again they had let him down.

Hearing the bathroom door shut, Sou looked up from his book, seated on the dark teal couch that served as a poor replacement for a bed. There was no point in trying to hide the look of pain mixed with guilt, yet Tatsuki still tried out of habit as they awkwardly walked over to sit next to the man. Silence hung in the air for a moment, contrasting with the raging thoughts bellowing in Tatsuki’s head. 

“Tatsuki.” Voice soft and quiet just like it always was when attending to Tat’s wounds, “Did you- Were you cutting again?” There it was, Tats knew the question was coming but still felt a pit open in their stomach. Unable to find the strength for words, Tats merely nodded, gaze forced downward as the feelings of guilt put their full weight on them. It took everything they had to not let tears start to pour onto their face.

“I’m…sorry…” The words sounded as cracked and broken as they felt inside. Soutarou scooted closer to them and gently wrapped an arm around them, trying to offer some amount of support or comfort. “I know I said I would stop…I just-” A hiccup caught in their throat as the last of their will finally broke and tears began running down their face. “I just-” All the emotions welled up inside them again and they buckled, leaning over and cradling their arm in their stomach. 

Soutarou shifted towards them again and wrapped his other arm around them, pulling them into a tight embrace as if trying to shield them from their own feelings. “It’s alright.” He whispered as if petting his back to help soothe the pain. Tatsuki desperately wanted to pull themselves out of his hug, reject the warmth and thrust themselves back back into the cold isolation they deserved, but they couldn’t. All they could do was sob into his chest and accept this love they were unfit for. 

The tears ran out after a few minutes, Sou wordlessly consoling them all the while. Once they finally stopped the man started speaking again.

“This is the first time in a few weeks, I-” Wording things or comforting others wasn’t Sou’s strongest point, and he struggled a bit with finding the right words. “They’ve become a lot less frequent than they used to be. Before you were doing this almost daily.” The words felt sour to Tatsuki, as they winced remembering what it was like when they did this constantly like some messed up form of self-medication. Sou cupped Tatsuki’s face with their hand, gently rubbing his thumb over their cheek to dry some of the residual tears.

“I’m proud of you.” He said.

“W-What?” Nothing about that made sense. They could only stay away from their childish habits for a few weeks, why was he proud of them?

“You’ve been doing a- You’ve been doing really well. I can tell how hard you’re trying to get better.” He took the wounded arm in his hand and softly traced the bandages. “You didn’t cut as much as before either.”

“B-But I-” They could feel tears starting to form in their eyes again, “I screwed up again. I always do. I can’t even make it a month without doing this.” Each word felt harder to get out than the last, and yet Sou’s caring expression never faltered.

“Tats, I- You have unhealthy coping mechanisms due to being through a lot. You didn’t screw up, you’ve been through a lot and are trying to heal. It’s…difficult to move on. But you’re trying and I’m proud of you.” 

The pit in their stomach seemed to finally be shallowing at the comforting words. Something deep inside still screamed at them for being an idiot and messing up again, that they didn’t deserve any of this kindness and how Sou was just taking pity on them. But that voice was much quieter now and they could feel a sense of peace in their usually raging mind. 

They nodded and leaned their head against Sou’s shoulder, feeling drained after everything that just transpired, and closed their eyes. The man welcomed the movement, seemingly happy to see they had finally calmed down and felt at least somewhat better. It didn’t take long for them to doze off, it never did, and just as he always did, Sou somehow kept all the nightmares and hauntings from the past at bay so they could rest soundly for once.

another quickie of the reaper rabbit oc wanted to show how funky their anatomy is [lower legs are twice as long as normal due to giant rabbit feet being stitched on + there's an extra joint]

Silly dreamer nonsense. Can't really blame Urotsuki here, if I saw Soutarou as a life guard I'd probably forget how to swim too. [this is a lie. I am scared to death of pool drains and would not enter the pool]

Transcript under cut

Soutarou: Good grief... Uro would it kill you to behave for 5 seconds?Uro: (Saw lifeguard and "forgot" how to swim) Sabitsuki: Nice.

For those that know absolutely nothing about DBD, this is what Tats is asking for

Sou dressed as James dresses as Pyramid Head.

bonus Tatsuki being very normal about it [they know exactly what they're asking for.]

Sou dressed as James dresses as Pyramid Head.

bonus Tatsuki being very normal about it [they know exactly what they're asking for.]

Rabbit Reaper

original character concept scribble. i need to make more monster ocs

Teeth are rotten Like the pain inside Teeth are rotten It's me

Sabitsuki/Rust and Tatsuki being a little too open with their internal organs.

I subjected myself to SH: Ascension :'> I do not recommend doing that [It's so so bad goooood why did I do that]

Best part was the streamer I was watching named one of the monsters Oogly Boogler and every time it showed up he got excited and went, "It's Oogly Boogler! He's gonna boogle you!"

oh, also the way people kept making Kojima for the character contest thing as cameo characters. That was funny.

still art blocked and struggling to draw

Sabi taking an outfit from Heather's wardrobe [need to draw her with the princess heart outfit sometime, maybe Uro with the nurse outfit from 4 to accompany her heh]

bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

doodle based on a thing I saw on twitter.

Pathetic man "enjoying" his vacation in Silent Hill with woman he can't tell apart from his late wife.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEBRIS!! I still can and will cry while dropping an essay analyzing Tatsuki cause this game hit so many points for me. Spoilers for game theories + alt versions without overlay under cut

Really playing with the concept of Tats just drowning in their fantasies and their only friend that truly seemed to understand them being a product of their imagination because in reality they were alone and who they were deep down was dying from all their problems ;-;.

woah

sorry for lack of art, been distracting self from the horror with the horrors [video games]

[Also started playing SH4 so here's Uro channeling Henry. Will say, a ynfg/The Room crossover would be really cool to see.]

wip of Tats being a little weirdo hehe

preview of anniversary pic.

alternatively: -cries while listening to Null Moon for the 100th time-

i'm so art blocked right now rip

YES

get in loser, we're going insane crochet pattern pdf download by nellicrochet