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exoticalmonde · 16 days
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LUNDInium Outskirts /but it's her insane doodles/ PART IV
Me: *Casually watching my operators work on ZT-7 farming* Me: *Looks away for a second* Lessing: "Du kannst rennen, aber ich werde weiter jagen." Me:
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I forgot I set all the Leithanien characters to German the day before...
--- Me: *In the base* Poz: "Doctor, if you insist on spending time together, how about we talk about your favourite books?" Me: *Pushes everything off my desk to clear space* "You just need to ask!"
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--- There is no doodle for this one, but since it's HorseUncleTM merch, I wanted to show it off because the last part didn't actually feature what I was shown and how insane it looks knowing she has her entire desk COVERED with them.
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How is RI-13 not broke yet living in holes, who knows...? Perhaps the rumours are correct and Dr. Lundi really dealing secretly with firearms on the black market of Sargon. ---
The event of Dr. Lundi half-crying on the bus back home because she couldn't stream to us BUYING the SKIN will be a core memory created based on eternal friendship. I will never be happier to wake up than I am when I see an 'Eve, can I be soggy again?' before being bombarded with Mlynar details and ramblings regardless of what I say.
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There's a lot to unpack but I can't possibly ever talk about Mlynar the same way Lundi does in VC. She pulls up receipts proof of her words as well every time she mentions something.
--- We also have a new Pinkie sticker! Wahoo team!!!
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Based on this --- Based on this post about our Arknights Yumeship's kid being bullied, I had a little spiral and was just thinking about different scenarios. Out of all the answers given, Kryo's is most direct and... very in character towards his sarkaz/draco child.
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Lundi's also leaning towards physical aggression, instant retaliation for their little baba horse.
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And then I just... imploded... (This was on the basis of the parents trying to justify their child's behaviour)
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While Pinkie is not too interested on the aspect of children we've been trying to involve them more in the Yumeship questions just because their relationship with Swire/Chen is SO wholesome but they're shy to actually indulge. It's alright, we will always be there for the sugarbaby ultramind that is our friend.
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You can see this conversation was very important to me.
Which is why this ART IS SO CUTE IM CRYING I LOVE THEM
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Vigorously searched for the video, but basically, me and the Team were watching Unusual Memes from this one channel and one of them was of a guy who walked up to his neighbour/friend's home camera and said 'Well, you DON'T get to decide when to party, I want you around now.' And well... if that isn't Lundi pulling Dr. Eve out of bed during some of her emotional episodes.
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In reference to this, Dr. Pinkie was upset Lundi wasn't just breaking down my door because she usually does that without asking. So some edits were applied and a part 2 has been added:
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We all loved everything about this. Thank you Pinkie for always being some of the best designers and always editing things in the funniest way possible.
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Me: "It looks like I'm getting kidnapped." Lundi: "Child napper."
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... ... ... I JUST NOTICED THIS GIF WAS CREATED??!?!?!?!?!?!?
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I'M GETTING TURNED INTO SOURDOUGH HELP ME --- Pinkie stealing Dr. Lundi's food.
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--- God forbid I ever sneeze in call
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--- And as some of the final doodles there's for this part, allow me a little TW about bugs because I am absolutely terrified of this thing and I am afraid that its arms are longer than mine so I can't even come into reach to kill it.
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It's not my fault people make shelves so high up.
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redscrawl · 1 year
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no i will not make separate blogs for my fandoms, everyone who follows me must experience ALL my insanity
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creepa-b0t-inc · 7 months
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thE
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alanide-art · 10 months
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Huevember 2021!
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I'm so happy for all the queer writers who are going to write Sherlock Holmes stories. I went into the Sherlock Holmes tag this new years looking for some jokes but surprisingly got really emotional. I saw people talking about the work they were going to create. And queer people telling others to make queer adaptations. Yknown Sherlock Holmes isn't the only character hitting public domain tonight. I realized this isn't just about our fav characters and shipping but about queer artists having more power to tell their own stories though characters and media they love. The more public domain there is the more queer power there is. So congrats to Holmes and Watson but above all else
Congratulations to Queer Artists, Writers, and Creators.
Happy public domain to many characters!
and minorities and oppressed groups please know your work is
Needed
Important
Valued
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aneverlastinghalloween · 10 months
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gallifreyanhotfive · 5 months
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CHRISTMAS PARTY AT 22 EDWARD GROVE!
Arrive on the 24th of December to count down the hours until midnight!
Come one, come all! We'll have a hours and hours of merriment playing a murder mystery game, a great big turkey for Christmas dinner, and who can forget about Mrs. Baddeley's plum pudding! Christmas just wouldn't be Christmas without Mrs. Baddeley's plum pudding. It just wouldn't be Christmas.
Come to Edward Grove, Christmas Eve!
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archivistofnerddom · 25 days
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Before I turn in for the night on this last Bad Batch Eve, I must say:
I wish Hemlock a very pleasant time as he’s eaten by the Zillo Beast.
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rayar32 · 10 months
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I spent way too much time thinking about this stupid meme so here have it
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exoticalmonde · 26 days
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LUNDInium Outskirts /but it's her insane doodles/ PART III
This is inspired by this one time where I sarcastically asked 'Am I demented?' and both Dr. Kryo and Dr. Pinkie answered: 'Yes' and 'Maybe' respectively.
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"Are we demented or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed"
-Dr. Lundi /Jesus of Suburbia by Green Day/
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Also remember when I mentioned that I was writing something very indulgent and selfish? Yeah, the yumeshipping is going rather well, if I can say so myself.
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This is absolutely calling myself out as rabid and insane, but I am cringe, I am free and I am a writer, so I can do whatever I want in every single moment of my free time.
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I also did make a meme out of it because it was too funny not to.
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But then also this doodle came to fruition because I had a terrible day (the same day I got Hoederer actually) but I had to set down my phone and concentrate on a project very late into the night since I was going to travel for the rest of the week... And the doctors were so kind to be there to support me during it.
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The bottom one is my current laptop background.
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And during that same day, more things happened, but this is all I got to hear from the conversation, so I was a little confused when I did raise my head up to see this. Dr. Pinkie's always there to let you know happ day and borgan.
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Times pass... But the friendships we make along the way is forever.
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Dr. Lundi was being silly again, so we ended up having to take a class about it.
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We all agree that our tard-wife is the best kind of wife.
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Yesterday:
Me: *Trying to do R8-8 CM* "Speaking of, I wonder if horse decides to show up today." Lundi: "Just say 'Yeehaw', then he comes." Eve: ... Eve: "Let's see." *Refreshes* "Yeehaw!" Mlynar: appears Eve: "OH!"He did show up." Lundi: "I know my horse."
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In VC:
Lundi: "Pinkie can I shoot you a math question real fast?" Pinkie: "Hit me." Lundi: *Slap sound* Pinkie: "Ouw"
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Earlier today Dr. Lundi streamed all the Mlynar merch she got for herself, so she also celebrated with a victory doodle for all of us to enjoy. She has so any Mlynar plushies now, I wonder if any of them could ever compare to the Nearl himself.
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linktdm · 12 days
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A DanTDM project I did in Art class !! The project was to draw a keyhole and make a little world inside of it and I picked my fav YouTuber ofc🤗 im pretty proud of it so :3 be nice lols. we have another project and i might do dan again👀
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creepa-b0t-inc · 7 months
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CREEPARUNE MASTERPOST
i think that's what you call these, right?
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will be updated if i add any more worlds, though i do have a lot already
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cutepresea · 3 days
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Today I've been thinking about how Kirika just does not like Dr. Ver
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In the parallel world Hrotti, the Ver there isn't really that bad and that Kirika is fine with him...it's that world's Shirabe that hates him and constantly berates and kicks him around
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Local scientist can't escape Zababa's wrath
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523rdrebel · 1 month
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Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10
Chapter 10 - The Start of Something New
Chapter Summary: Crosshair, Bells, and the Batch enjoy the Festival. Bells and Crosshair take small steps to learn how to navigate their relationship.
Rating: T, SFW
Warnings: None
A/N: So so sorry for taking so long to continue this story. I went on hiatus and then hit an unfortunate bout of writer's block. Fair warning this chapter begins Part Two of Sunflowers and Blasters which will have a bit of a tonal shift. We are still focusing on Crosshair and Bells's relationship, but I'll be introducing more original characters, quite a lot of backstory for our favorite sunshine medic, and even some angst and action. If that isn't something you're interested in, no worries, and no pressure to keep reading. <3
Thanks so much for your patience with me and I hope you enjoy!
Crosshair divider by Snotbuggle, Star and Moon Dividers by Saradi
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Wrecker came up in between them wrapping his arms around their shoulders and dragging them along with a firm squeeze back toward the festival, “Come on, you two! There’s a whole festival to enjoy…together.” He wiggled his eyebrows and laughed, loud and boisterous.
“Ugh–” Crosshair groaned and rolled his eyes, but didn’t fight Wrecker guiding them back towards the Festival.
Once they reentered the bright, joyful lights, surrounded once again by the cacophony of sound from a village temporarily uninhibited by responsibilities, Wrecker released the pair and jogged off as he caught sight of Daisy passing nearby, drawn like a moth to a flame.
Left alone, there was this weight of uncertain pressure between Crosshair and Isabella. They’d flirted often, drawn inexplicably towards each other from the moment Crosshair had entered Isabella’s clinic, but now, they stood on the precipice of an undeniable change. They stood close together but not touching, hesitant but with an electric undercurrent of expectation. Isabella glanced to the side, observing Crosshair’s body language for any clues on his thoughts. Her hand twitched and she fought the urge to grab his hand and drag him along.
She heard Crosshair sigh through his nose, bringing her gaze back to his face as he rolled his eyes. The back of his hand brushed against hers, electric sparks shooting through her body causing a barely suppressed shiver.
“Well…” Isabella began, leaning slightly to brush her shoulder against his, “Where to?”
He leans in conspiratorially, “We could just leave…”
“Not so fast, Cross. You can’t go to a Festival and not play obviously rigged games. It’s tradition.”
“Rigged games–”
“Come on!” Instinctively she reached out for his hand, but stopped short and instead held out her hand palm up. An invitation.
Crosshair eyed the hand for only a moment before grasping her open palm within his, reveling in the sensation of her soft, warm fingers wrapped around his. He let her lead him through the busy streets of the festival, much as Omega had led them earlier that evening, his eyes cataloging her form- her hair, her smile, her bright, twinkling laugh. How long would he be able to hold on to her? How long until he broke her, too? But he pushed those unwelcome thoughts down, down into his mind avoiding the cold grip of fear he was all too accustomed to.
The evening passed in a dizzying blur of activity. Bells led Crosshair to all of her favorite sections of the Festival: Lantern lighting, hand crafted art and trinkets, exotic foods, dancers and musical performers and games of skill. At one game Wrecker took on a feat of strength, lifting a large boulder and spinning around to launch the rock across a number of lines indicating the distance thrown. Shep, surprisingly, tossed his boulder just a hair farther than Wrecker to the shocked cheers of many onlookers. Wrecker congratulated Shep with a crushing hug, lifting the man off the ground and laughing joyously.
Echo and Hunter challenged Crosshair and Tech to a game strategy and cooperation, followed shortly after by Wrecker and Omega who joined the competition. One of each team of two was blindfolded and sent into a maze, the partner perched atop their shoulders to direct them through the maze. It was a highly competitive game, each team yelling directions and orders or attempting to distract or mislead the opposing team. Hunter, Tech, and Wrecker were blindfolded, their partners secured upon their shoulders and the game began. Echo kept purposely directing Hunter into walls when he tried to use his heightened senses to tell Echo where he thought they should go. Crosshair communicated almost solely through various forms of grunts and growls, frustrating Tech to no end, “Use. Your. Words. Crosshair.”  Wrecker and Omega made it through the maze in less than five minutes, having no difficulties communicating and Omega only directed them to a dead end twice. Wrecker and Omega were adorned with beautifully crafted flower crowns for their victory and Wrecker promptly offered his to a blushing, giggling Daisy.
Bells nudged Crosshair with her elbow, directing his attention towards Wrecker and Daisy, “He went off to talk to Dai-sy.” She beamed at the pair across the way, “She's my favorite baker on the island. Wrecker’s had a crush on her for ages…”
Crosshair rolled his eyes, “I know– he’s been insufferable. Mooning at her for months.”
“He asked me for some advice, didn’t quite know how to start talking to her.”
“You?” He remarked dryly.
She elbowed his waist sharply this time, “Believe it or not, Cross, I am actually a woman. I’m familiar with our wiley ways.” She wiggled her fingers at him playfully.
“Do go on…”
“Excuse you! Those are protected trade secrets. I can't reveal them to just anybody.”
He snorted and directed another eye roll at her.
She sighed and shook her head, then shrugged, “Well, I’m hungry. Come with me?”
“I suppose. Wouldn't want to leave you and your wiley ways unsupervised…”
After their hunger was satisfied, they decided upon one last game. “Saving the best for last,” she’d said, and led him to a stall with a rudimentary game of accuracy. The stall was set up with holo-targets at three levels of difficulty and an old short-range training blaster rifle was provided for all who wished to take on the “challenge.” Crosshair scoffed, but Bells beamed at him and stepped up to the stall.
Crosshair stood back observing quietly, taking it all in. He was happy, happier than he'd been in a long time, if ever. He watched Bells laughing with Wrecker who had come over to cheer for her.
He watched as she set her stance like he’d taught her, leveled the rifle, and took aim. She was still wearing his borrowed jacket. The corner of his mouth twitched. He approached her from behind while she took her first two shots, nailing the bullseye, then just to the right. She aimed again, nailing the next two with intense focus. He smirked and ran a hand up her back under his jacket and leaned close to whisper in her ear, “Don’t get distracted…” She jumped, barely hitting the outer ring of the target and she turned on him, blushing profusely, “Cross!”
Crosshair chuckled quietly, “Works every time…” His gaze swept over the targets, “Well, you still hit the target…barely. Might have to work on your focus, Bells.”
She crossed her arms over her chest with a huff, mumbling under her breath, “Kiss the man once in a secluded garden and suddenly he gets bold.”
It was getting late, the crowds had thinned and many stalls had begun to clear away. Lighting around the Festival areas were dimmed to a low, soft ambiance. Hunter and Omega had bid their goodnights an hour or so prior and the rest of the Batch had scattered elsewhere. Crosshair and Bells walked the darkened quiet streets of Pabu’s upper levels, meandering a path towards Bells’s home. When they finally approach the door, Bells tapped the entry pad and the door opened with a woosh. The pair lingered in the entrance, hushed and unwilling to break the spell and end the night.
After what could have been seconds or hours, locked in a stalemate with ever encroaching time, Crosshair wraped one arm around her waist and pulled her close. The other hand softly cradled the back of her neck and he pressed a soft, teasing kiss to her lips before releasing her with a knowing smirk, “‘Night, Bells.” Once again he walked out her door leaving her breathless and hopelessly wanting more. 
She shook her head and slowly began getting ready for bed, her mind occupied with a mixture of memories and sensations from the evening and fanciful fabrications of an evermore possible future. As she exited the ‘fresher, her busy mind was abruptly broken from its revelry by a strange beeping sound. Isabella froze, listening for the sound.  It came from a storage unit she hadn’t touched since arriving on Pabu some years ago. The sound stopped and she squeezed her eyes shut against the burning cold dread, clenched her jaw, and climbed into bed. With some effort, she redirected her thoughts back to the pleasant events of the evening, her breathing slowing until sleep finally found her.
She dreamt of a beautiful picnic with friends and loved ones from Pabu. Desi and Taayo were there, a young, nameless child crawling around them. Crosshair was there, as were his brothers and sister, the banter and laughter flowing freely. Other residents of Pabu made an appearance as well. All the while, a shadow hovered just out of sight, at the corners of her vision she knew it was there. She knew the shadow, but could not recall it’s name. She turned to ask, only to have it move once more just outside of her vision and then was gone. The rest of the night no more dreams troubled her.
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bluesakura007 · 8 months
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I technically made Dess Another Day in particular all the way back in December last year, but nonetheless, here I now present to you the complete Sympho-movie tetralogy.
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tha-wrecka-stow · 1 month
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