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asharaart · 6 months

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Farewell

#fanart #genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact fanart #navia #genshin navia #genshin art #art by me #my art #archon quest #spoilers #genshin spoilers #i forgot to tag spoiler im sorry

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polarsirens · 10 months

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the years after

i would’ve liked to color it/shade it properly but i literally don’t have any time for the foreseeable future (which is killing me because the new d20 season looks so good) so i wanted to get this out now

i like to think they all keep some sort of (tenuous) contact. that’s all. oh and the flowers in the final panel are carolina reaper and radish flowers 🌸

#dimension 20 #the ravening war #the ravening war spoilers #karna solara #thane delissandro katzon #colin provolone #queen amangeaux epicée du peche #scrumptious scoundrels #fanart #my art #bishop raphaniel charlock #<< i forgot to add him in the tags im sorry raphaniel gets so little screentime here

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enderwoah · 1 year

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its the way chayanne only died bc he was trying to help phil and tallulah, he was still up and could've swam away once he revived phil, but that just isn't how chayanne is, is it? he had to die protecting someone. even if it meant nothing in the end and they all died.

its the way tallulah was in the middle of writing a sign, her most prominent form of communication. it's how she was frantically scribbling something down to phil and was downed during it. it's how she died right next to the other two, even when chayanne was trying to get to them. it's how she's only been on this planet for a week, less, and already has died and come back to life

its how phil was trying to stay calm and yet was frantically telling chayanne to res him so he could get to tallulah, it's how he realised there was no hope, he just started apologising to chayanne, over and over, told him that the island didn't want them to live, was so upset that he called upon the island itself to fix its mistake or incur his fucking wrath

And I'm officially insane,

#TRYING TO BE NORMAL #TRYING SOOO HARD TO BE NORMAL #FAILING #philza #philza minecraft #qsmp chayanne #qsmp tallulah #qsmp #quackity #HELLOOOOO #IM INSANE #IM SO #AUGH #qsmp spoilers #literally forgot to tag that im so sorry i hope nobody got spoiled #ive just been #so #enderwhat #1k

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inkyisy · 9 months

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strangercels be seething at hearthchads

based on this tweet featuring this meme

#this is not well composed but you know how it is #outer wilds #outer wilds spoilers #echoes of the eye #echoes of the eye spoilers #eote spoilers #also championing calling the ghost birds The Strangers #it would be cooool #pic is low res sorry :(#inkyart #I FORGOT TO TAG MY OWN ART IM STUPID

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bbb-bbbbbbb · 10 months

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fanart of a scene in “surface tension” by sakasamasa on ao3

#best fic ive read in a while- highly recommend!! sorry this is spoilers but its a one chapter fic #hlvrai #frenrey #i have never posted hlvrai art. feels weird tagging #uhhhh how do i tag gordon? do i have to say feetman? im going w gordos #gordos freeman #benrey #hlvrai fanart #ooooh fuck having a sideblog now is incentive to finally finish all my daisy daisy fanart wips noooooooo i have stuff to do #half life vr but the ai is self aware #added id. i forgot #my art

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chinnii · 2 years

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team ranchers has to be scripted. NO WAY there’s another explanation for them to be so... tragic? poetic? idk

like, the way they found out they were soulmates was because tango died in a cave with coal. a coal mine, if you will. i like to believe that his death was because there was no canary to warn him of the danger.

and then they got matching horns. horns called Sing.

the miners were warned of the danger when the canary would die and stop singing.

you know what happened in session four? jimmy lost his horn. he stopped singing.

as soon as that happened, it was set in stone that jimmy was dead, and because of the soulbond, so was tango. the other members would quickly follow suit.

plus the parallels of their first and last deaths? they were alone, they didn’t have any quick means of communication, they could only watch their health deplete and wonder if the other would be okay...

just... the canary and his coal mine.

#double life smp #tangotek #jimmy solidarity #solidarity gaming #could be interpreted as platonic or romantic #i dont really care #team ranchers #i swear i like them a normal amount #double life spoilers #IM SO SORRY I FORGOT TO TAG THAT #i love being dramatic #traffic series #trafficblr #traffic life series

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cdmodule · 7 days

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Everyone watch ION 3 RIGHT NOW

#lan art #ion #investigation of object nuclearity #ion spoilers #ion 3 spoilers #<- VAGUELY. because of the doodle on the top left #this was just a quick sketch i colored #i hope i can get better fanart out sometime #the shows style really suits my own artstyle well....#sylvia ion #<- nearly forgot to tag her Im So Sorry

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impommyyawl · 2 years

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The fact that we finally got to see a dorky Katsuki and then he died.

It’s just too cruel to be real

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alchemania · 6 months

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“Don't you hate her?”

Furina turned, eyebrows raised in confusion. “Huh?”

“Your creator. Don't you hate her?”

The girl pondered a moment, looking unsure. “I..don't know.”

“You should,” he asserted. “All this time you had to suffer alone, for what?? People who didn't even care about the real you?? People who were ungrateful and selfish and only cared about themselves, at the end of the day??”

“Not everyone is like that,” Furina protested, shaking her head slowly. “I ..did suffer, but it all worked out in the end. Besides, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for her-”

“The same could be said for my mother,” Wanderer interrupted, eyes flashing. “I came into being because of her, but that doesn't make her a good person, or a good parent. She hurt me. These two facts can coexist. Focalors created you, yes, but she also subjected you to 500 years of suffering where you couldn't confide in ANYONE or risk losing everything. Wasn't that awful?? Wasn't it a horrible time? You were all alone living on a hope and a prayer, and if it went wrong, it would have been all for nothing. You were a means to an end, and what do you have to show for it? Sure, everybody was saved and all was well, but now you're just - a person, and people hate you for what you did, people hate you for what you DIDN'T do. Was it worth it?? Are you satisfied?”

“I am,” she nodded, after a beat. “Because, this is what I was created to do. And, I'm free now. I don't know what I'm going to do, but at least my life is mine. I can do whatever I want. I can live.” Wanderer's jaw clenched, and Furina frowned, nervously. “..why are you so angry?”

“Because SOMEONE has to be!” he shouted, voice cracking. “I mean- I heard about the trial, they were gonna kill you- they lured you there because you wouldn't talk, right? And then after everything, did anyone apologize to you or- praise you, for all the hell you went through? Anything??”

“.. Neuvillette is taking care of me.”

The pain on Wanderer's face was almost palpable, at that.

“..anything else?”

“.. it's fine," she tried to appease. "It's not like I serve any purpose anymore. Like I said, I did what I was created to, so I'm not of any use and-”

“Stop.”

“..what?”

“STOP- talking like that,” Wanderer snapped, eyes suspiciously glossy. She sounded so much like him, who he used to be, and it hurt so badly.

A blank sheet of paper has infinite potential, but it is nothing as long as it is empty, he'd said, a good while ago. He'd been wrong about himself, and Furina was wrong now.

“You're not just - what you were made for. You don't - what happened to you is wrong. You're not DISPOSABLE now that everything is over.”

“It- it was for everyone's sake, compared to my suffering, it's obvious what's more important! I had to save them! It’s what I was born for! It doesn't matter -”

“It DOES,” he yelled, eyes glowing an almost neon icy blue, and she startled. “Stop acting like your suffering was something that was necessary. Stop acting like it was just for the greater good. That doesn't matter! The fact of the matter is that you suffered, and you were hurt, and you're STILL hurting! And- barely anybody is there for you..your creator, she should have been there for you, she should have protected you, but she didn't. She didn't. And you - you have every right to be angry with her, for not being there for you. For you being unable to live, until now. It was wrong, even if it was, as she claimed, for the greater good. Don't defend her.”

"She loved me-"

"And she left you, so not enough."

Just like my mother ..

“...Wanderer,” Furina ventured, worry all over her face.

“What?”

“You're crying…”

..oh. He hadn't even noticed, but his cheeks WERE wet, and he put a hand to one with a start, quickly scrubbing at his face. “Ah-” and he pulled his hat over his face, to hide it.

“..it was a lot. I often wondered when everything would end. I wanted, to tell someone so badly what was going on,” Furina admitted, and Wanderer looked up, eyes red from weeping. “There were a lot of times I didn't think I was going to make it, but. But I did, and, and everything was okay.”

“But are you?”

There was a long pause, and the two of them stared at each other until Furina slowly shook her head no, hot tears streaming down her cheeks.

“See? You're - we're both so messed up, from everything, and no one was there,” Wanderer almost whispered, looking out the window. "No one was there to help. ..You're strong as hell, I'll give you that. If I was in your shoes, I don't know if I would have made it. It seems people are stronger than I've given them credit for..”

It was something that surprised him, again and again.

“I just don't understand why you care..”

“.. I don't know why I do,” he shrugged. “Maybe because you remind me of myself, and. It hurts, looking at you and feeling like I'm looking in the mirror. But someone has to be in your corner and -”

“And you want to do that?”

A pause.

“..Well, if you don't stand up for you, no telling who will.”

“You don't have to cry over me. I'm -”

“If you say you're not worth it, I am going to bodyslam you,” Wanderer growled, eyes flashing, and Furina put up her hands.

“I wasn't going to! I was going to say that I will be okay. Not now, but. Eventually. I'm healing. I promise. There's people who care, like you.”

Wanderer fell silent then, looking away, and she reached out and squeezed his hand. “Thank you. I'm still wrestling with - with what I want to do and where I'll go but. It's nice to know that I'm valued just for existing.”

“That's all you need to be valued,” he muttered, looking to the floor. “You don't have to prove the worth of your existence. It's fine to just be.”

“..are you talking to yourself, or me?”

He looked to her then, expression unreadable, and she smiled sadly, in understanding. “Both is good. It's okay to just be. We're here, and we'll be okay.”

“Yeah,” Wanderer whispered, giving a shaky breath. “..we will."

#screaming crying #i will probably go back and clean this up later but i just wanted to get it out there and start yelling #i think wanderer would be so so angry about what happened to furina and it just. weighs heavy on his heart and he's like god. GOD!!!#his heart is way squishier than he would like to admit he's ready to square up so quickly and had it not been for focalors being dead #oh BABY he'd have Some Words For Her #genshin impact #wanderer #furina #4.2 spoilers #AUGH I ALMOST FORGOT TO TAG SPOILERS SORRY SORRY #please god i am going to explode i am thinking so hard im in pain #ue ue ue ue ue #loved but left behind.....#a means to an end..you feel me...#im dyin scoob

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youregonnabeokay-kid · 3 months

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STOPPPPPP the tiny “Bianca, Bianca!” in the background is killing meeeee

#HE SOUNDS SO LITTLE #HES JUST A KID #him searching for bianca is friggen killing me as a big sister #nico di angelo #di angelo siblings #percy jackson #pjo tv show #IM SORRY I FORGOT TO TAG SPOILERS #pjo spoilers #there #im sorry

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ginaporterr · 2 years

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HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL: THE MUSICAL: THE SERIES | 3x01 – Happy Campers

#hsmtmtsedit #hsmtmts #ricky x gina #ej caswell #gina porter #ricky bowen #rina #s3 #3x01 #*#rinaedit #LET'S GOOOOOOO #hsmtmts spoilers #I FORGOT THE SPOILERS TAG IM SO SORRY

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endofbeginning · 1 year

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roman + men + bathrooms 4.05 kill list post-credits 2.06 argestes 3.06 what it takes 3.07 too much birthday 4.05 kill list

#🤨🤨🤨#using some tags cos this took me way too long #succession #roman roy #succession spoilers #succession season 4 #& theres a narstier version of this but im cutting it for now... TLDR: roman roy is weird about piss #forgot about the gerri scene oops bc i was focusing on him being a faggot IM SORRY WOMEN!

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serenescribe · 6 months

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I'm happy that the reverse containment breach au was received well! So I figured why not give the people a taste of the original reverse CB? (or maybe to them its reverse reverse CB? lol) Subject Lilia cannot sleep due to horrible substitutions to his usual diet and so- in a fit of desperation one night- uses what little power he has to force whoever is on night watch to come to his enclosure. However... he won't believe who wanders in ;)

[✐] ficlet frenzy

When the door slides open, Lilia licks his lips, his trademark grin splitting his face. The remnants of his lingering powers had worked, just enough strength left to coax whichever poor soul was on the night shift to open the door and step inside. Now, all they have to do is come on over and allow Lilia to feed from them, granting him enough strength to break out of here and find his—

Lilia looks up, and immediately freezes.

“Little one,” he breathes, the nickname tumbling from his tongue at once.

Silver stands in the doorway, swaying slightly, one hand wrapped around the jamb. His eyes are glazed over, dulled under the thrall of Lilia’s influence. For what feels like an eternity, Lilia merely stares, his eyes blown wide, and it isn’t until Silver begins to stagger over that he snaps out of his stupor.

“Come, come,” he coaxes, and his dearest boy does. Silver stumbles over, drops to his knees — oh, how much taller he is! How long has it been since Lilia last saw his beloved child? Not since he was eleven cycles, not since that fateful day, and, at Lilia’s wave of a hand, Silver collapses into his lap. There, he lays limply, eyes fluttering the slightest bit as Lilia rakes his blunted nails through his hair — and Lilia cannot help the way his face contorts at the sight of platinum blond locks, the lingering bits of silver only evident in the tips of his son’s hair. Silver has not had his father’s blood in him for a long time — long enough that his natural roots have come in, and it only serves to make Lilia recoil at the knowledge that they have been separated for far too long.

Well, he thinks, as he raises his other hand to his mouth, baring his fangs. That will simply have to be fixed.

With his sharp teeth, Lilia slices a jagged cut right down his palm. Candy red blood oozes out, thick like honey, and Lilia wrinkles his nose at it. His blood has taken on a thicker viscosity, it seems; being deprived of his natural food sources will do that to him. Still, he cannot afford to be picky. As he presses his palm towards Silver, he urges him to drink — and Silver, obedient and compliant under Lilia’s shaky hold, obliges.

As Silver laps at the blood and it enters his system…

A shudder ripples right through Lilia, a dormant sense stirring awake.

It has been so long since he’s been able to sense this — their emotional bond, forged anew, Lilia able to sense every little bit of emotion that his dearest child feels. It settles within his chest like a second heart, their souls intertwined, and Lilia cannot help but preen at the sight of silver streaks running through blond hair, his natural colour returning to its rightful place.

And as for what Lilia is able to see, parsing through hazy memories and scattered emotions…

“Oh, little one,” he murmurs, leaning over Silver and pulling him closer, wrapping his arms around his dearest child — no longer young, but forever his. “What have they put you through? You should never have gone through such dismal suffering.”

He stops and closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. “But you are here now,” Lilia says, a certainty entering his words. “And here you will stay.

“Your father shall not let them separate us again.”