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Just came across this adorable photo of Muriel and thought you guys would fancy seeing them too. :)
#they’re so adorable#oh my goodness#i have no doubt that they will become my favourite character#within the first five minutes of their screen time#good omens#good omens season 2#aziraphale#azicrow#anthony crowley#they like holding hands#crowley and aziraphale#good omens season two#ineffeble husbands#neil gaiman#Muriel#characters#new character alert
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"Loki and Mobius in tux's"this and "Loki and Mobius at McDonald's" that
WHAT ABOUT BRAD WOLFE?!?!?!? I WANT MORE PEOPLE TO TALK ABOUT HIM PLEZZZZ
#i might be a little crazy#new character alert#he MAY be interesting i promise#i mean bro is confirmed to be a runaway agent who wanted to be a celebrity thats like weirdly an amazing concept#and dope#loki series#loki season 2#brad wolfe
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Looking in the mirror
Smiling at her fear
Nothing really matters
These eyes have so much to see
She looked around
How did I get here?
Twenty years goes by so fast
How did I get here?
#// the looking glass so shiny and new; how quickly the glamour fades#gallery#new character alert#i already love her so yes#perceive her
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benson (he/it)
#Benson the protogen#the bastards of forestland#new character alert#He has history with Lucian n Cobalt#He’s kind of not very nice at all
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-somewhere in the vents-
He taps against the metal walls loudly, alerting the people outside these tunnels of his presence. Once more the voices outside quiet to listen for him, but he's already silently moving to a new area long before anyone could check on the vents.
They never learned, but they also didn't think of someone purposefully misdirecting them.
He was far more prepared to survive.
He would always survive, he would never let himself die again.
Nobody remembers him or his friends.
He would rescue his friend and they would run together.
He was coming for Mangle.
#new character alert#glamdad#fnaf au#glamrock dad#fnaf security breach#fnaf ask blog#fnaf sb#asks open#glamrock father#glamrock freddy#glamfather#mystery
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made a new character, meet dylan
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2020 - 2023 Sketch/Doodle Dump
A small collection of digital doodles and sketches from the beginning of 2020 to the end of 2023 in no specific order. Some of these images have signatures, others don't. Feel free to click on an image for a full preview.
Thanks for another great year.
More from G: -> Newgrounds, Archive
New character under the cut.
#digital art#traditional art#sketches#doodles#new character alert#original characters#madness combat oc#artists on tumblr#small artist#autodesksketchbook#g talks in the void#kuiper#gianna meridith#amber meridith#the meridith twins#madness combat#peppy#rookie#gehenna
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Starter for @cyan-os
One could hear the sound of an arrow being loosed, then sinking into flesh. There was the crackle of crystallizing ice, then a pained demonic scream.
"Agh! You insufferable cunt!" cried a cambion, gritting his teeth. "May you eternally drown in the Styx!"
The cambion was engaged in combat with a dragonborn girl armed with an enchanted elven bow made from a supple, light-colored wood. The dragonborn had black scales, bright green eyes, and a four-foot long tail. She had two rows of spines running parallel to each other from the top of her head to her back, converging into one row down her tail. She had no shirt on, but she did have a quiver full of arrows on her back, and she had brown leather shorts on that housed a few throwing knives and daggers. She had a knapsack on her right hip.
The dragonborn's hands trembled slightly, but her aim remained true as she let out another arrow, the cambion deflecting it with his sword.
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can you add jack frost
....sure
#the year without a santa claus#the nature/borealis au#a miser brothers christmas#ask answered#thanks for the ask!#anon ask#jack frost#new character alert
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Consider this my unofficial introduction of Nikolai Riva as my 005 OC. I’m working on his bio and whatnot but here’s the bullet point for him:
He was born in California and was a trouble maker with a strict religious and abusive family.
The first time his telekinesis manifested he was four years old, his parents thought he was possessed by a demon.
They tried all kinds of religious intervention though none of it worked.
As he got older he got wilder and ended up with a juvenile record.
He was caught with a boy and his parents paid for what they believed to be a ‘tough love’ camp.
Niko was abducted in the middle of the night and taken to Hawkins where he became one of Brenner’s experiments.
He became 005 despite the fact he was nearly seventeen because the original 005 unalived himself.
Niko used the chaos of the massacre at Hawkins to escape.
He’s bisexual/biromantic, he/him pronouns and currently 20 years old in the current canon timeline.
So that’s what I have so far. FC is this punkin right here
Rudy Pankow. Lemme know if you wanna play with him!
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I have no idea why, but OB gives off such They Might be Giants vibes
This song specifically
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Hey Tobias, do you ever see little glitches in Eve's appearance when she's outside of the screen? What do they usually look like?
*for a moment, he stays silent. He’s mulling over how to respond to this, before he eventually exhales and blinks slowly*
It was. Strange at first seeing her glitch. But, it looked as if she were like. A corrupted file of some sorts. It’s hard to explain, and it was even harder to watch. It definitely makes me worry. I’m scared it hurts her.
T-
#NEW CHARACTER ALERT#WEEWOOWEEWOOOOOO#DING DONG DING DON#Tobias speaks#ask blog#oc#oc blog#ocs#ask blog open
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im back from exploring the crown tundra and I'm going to sleep in a bit!! I got the flame orb!!!
but that's not all!
I made a friend!
psst.. hey... get over here crys!! come introduce yourself!!
...
a-a-are yyou sure about this?
it'll be fine, crys. don't worry. just trust me.
...
i-if you say so....
hi everyone.. my name is crys... it's short for crystal... sorry... im not usually used to talking to people.... sorry
this... what was their name again? wasn't it like "azure" or something? azure and this human who I think was named hannah saved me from getting mauled to death by a tyrantrum, and I think we're friends now? the human said she would catch me so I could hang out with azure more...
I'll try to be on this blog... but it's probably gonna be against my will...
!!
I.. I haven't talked for this long since forever
brain shutting down..... nighty night..
CRYS!?!? ARE YOU OK?? D-DID YOU JUST FAINT??
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Machine, or Man?
This’ll be long.
Bahram stops running when he sees the Skitarii. They have a vox. They’re calling for help! He might just live through this nightmare!
As he gives his identification to the Skitarii, he sits next to the others. The room is a vehicle bay, but it would only store one or two vehicles. Not very big ones either. Cramped, but at least he’s safe.
Or so he thought.
The attackers aren’t just Traitors. They’re Traitor Space Marines.
The noise of these Traitors’ weapons gets closer, some of The Skitarii beginning to fire back.
He sees the tech-adept trying to get the vox working get hit by a stray shot. They fall to the ground, dead.
He runs over to the vox, only staring at it for a little. He was trained how to make one piece of a vox caster, not how to use them. But...it can’t be that hard, can it?
Apparently it can. As he fumbles with it the Skitarii Marshal hisses at him: “Get it working, now. We cannot hold out for long.”
“Y-Yes Sir!” Bahram stutters out as he redoubles his efforts.
Eventually he makes it work, not after a small prayer, but by smacking a part of it. He gets aghast looks from some of the tech-adepts. Although one nods, muttering “Percussive Maintenance. Acceptable in extreme circumstances.”
The Skitarii Marshal however, seems to disagree. But the fighting is not over, so He’ll deal with the blasphemy later.
More and more Skitarii fall. Not necessarily dying, but losing their limbs. Are these Traitors...aiming for the arms and legs?
It’s down to two Skitarii and the Marshal now, and they know they wont win. The Marshal sparks his arc-maul to life.
But then there is a loud booming that echoes down the halls. The fire of the Skitarii and these Traitors both stopping.
That sounds like...like a teleporter.
The Adeptus Astartes! They are the only Imperial Forces to use teleporters!
A booming voice echoes down the halls.
“Beg for the Dark Gods’ mercy traitors! You will get none from us!”
That voice might sound terrifying in other circumstances, but to Bahram it sounds like a Living Saint.
The Traitors nearby realize however, that the hallways are long and prone to carrying voices. And turn back to the Skitarii.
And to Bahram.
The two Skitarii accompanying the Marshal die quickly.
Bahram ducks his head, and while he isn’t the most pious, begins to pray for the Omnissah’s help.
He looks up when he hears the ZAP of a teleporter.
There’s....there’s only one?! It...it doesn’t look like a sergeant or a champion either! The Astartes are godly warriors but the Heretics outnumber it by nearly a hundred!
A giant stands over the adepts, menials, and indeed the Marshal.
It turns to the Traitors.
And it speaks. “Do you feel cold, traitors?”
...
WHAT?!
This marine it...IT’S ASKING ABOUT THE WEA-
The marine, in a flash of movement, has it’s bolter up in an instant. It’s thunderous booming near deafening Bahram in this confined space.
Every shot it fires, Bahram can hear the thud of heavy metal fall to the floor. As he glances over, he can see every shot this giant fires finds it’s way to a traitor’s head. The rounds ripping through their helmets, if they have any head left it jerks backward with enough velocity that it would’ve broken their necks, if they weren’t already dead.
One Traitor runs forward, swinging a buzzing chainsword at the Marine defending Bahram and his...well friends isn’t the right word.
The Marine turns and raises a hand and he...
Did he just catch the blade of the chainsword?
The deafening roar of the chainsword’s teeth scraping against the Marine’s armor only stops when the chainsword seems to jam.
The Traitor looks at his chainsword, then the Marine. “HOW?!”
The Marine is silent as he moves the chainsword out of the way and shoots the Traitor in the head.
Bahram feels something splatter on his robes.
He looks down.
Oh good, it’s just blood. And not...brain...
The Traitors stop shooting at the Marine, all in some kind of shock.
This one Marine had killed at least thirty of them with ease, and dispatched their champion with a disturbing amount of ease.
The Marine lowers his bolter, the magazine falling to the floor as he reloads it slowly.
“I’d run if I were you.” The Marine says, almost casually.
One Traitor evidently agrees and turns to run. Only for him to run into another loyal marine.
That Marine seems...tiny? He’d tower over Bahram, but that’s not saying much.
The other Traitors turn when they hear the coward cry out for half a second before a wet thump is heard.
“Oh. It seems it’s too late.”
Bahram doesn’t bother counting how many loyal marines he can see. They outnumber the traitors now.
One traitor cries out: “Mercy! Mer-” before he is cut off by the Marine next to Bahram shooting him.
It only takes seconds for the traitors to be destroyed, the Marine turning towards the Marshal.
“Marshal. Report.”
“I request to report to an officer.”
“You are reporting to an officer. I am Chapter Master Darius, Revenants of the XIVth. Now, report.”
“Affirmative.” The Marshal says after a moment, but Bahram stops listening after that.
He’s so glad to be alive. “Am...am I crying?” He asks softly to himself, reaching up to wipe his misty eyes.
After about a minute, the ma-Chapter Master turns to his marines and begins to bark orders.
Bahram lets out a small relived laugh. “I’m alive...I’m alive.” He mutters to himself.
He feels a cold sensation on the back of his head, and feels the heat of an arc pistol.
“No. No you aren’t. You have committed tech heresy by striking one of the sacred machines.”
“N-No I was just-!”
“It does not matter, Heretek.”
Full body sobs wrack through Bahram’s body. This is how he dies?! He’s a loyal servant of the Mechanicus! He wasn’t the most pious, no but he was loyal!
“Marshal. Stand. Down.” A deep voice commands. The Chapter Master?
“Respectfully Chapter Master, the Adeptus Astartes does not command the armies of the Mechanicus.” The Marshal states. And Bahram is disloyal?!
“Marshal, you are currently the only surviving Skitarii that I am aware of on this planet. Why don’t you keep it that way? If that Adept-”
“A-Acolyte, my lord.” Bahram says before he can stop himself, his eyes widening afterwards.
“Ah. If that *Acolyte* didn’t do what they did, You, and everyone here, would be dead. So either you let them live, or I shoot you, and they live anyway. Don’t make me waste a bolt on you. After all, isn’t wastefulness a sin?”
“Chapter Master you do not have the authority to-”
“No, perhaps I don’t. But I currently have a bolter pointed at you.”
The arc pistol is pulled away from Bahram’s head.
“Fine. It can live. But not here. It is banished from the Mechanicus.”
“Well, you technically did what I said. I’ll take it.”
Bahram starts to cry again, but he stops after a moment.
B-Banished?! How would he live?!
The Marshall looks at the Tech-Adepts. “Adepts, follow me. We shall return to Mechanicus forces in orbit.”
He turns to look at Bahram. “Not. You.”
As the Marshal and the Adepts get up and begin to ready themselves to leave, Bahram continues to cry. “What am I supposed to do?” He mumbles to himself.
“Well, you can come with me.” The Chapter Master says.
Bahram lets out a yelp of surprise. “Y-You heard me, my lord?”
“I’m an Astartes. We have very keen hearing.”
“A-Ah. But I don’t want to impose my lord, you have already saved my life and I will be forever grateful. You don’t have to take pity on me.”
“Good. Cause I’m not taking pity on you. I’m giving you a chance to live. And not be confined to abject poverty.”
“Why?” Bahram asks after a moment. “Why waste your time with me? I’m not even a techpriest.”
The Chapter Master gets on a knee and removes his helmet.
‘Oh...he’s kind of hot.’ Bahram thinks before chastising himself.
“And I was an outcast. Like you are now. My brothers turned on this Imperium. I did not. For that, I was outcast from my Legion. I don’t wish that upon anyone, even my enemies. I do not do this not out of pity, but out of a desire to help.”
His voice is...it’s different than Bahram would imagine. Through his helmet it sounded like a mighty war machine. But now it sounds almost normal. Exceptionally deep and gravelly, but normal.
“I...I can’t fight. I can’t repair anything...I would be a waste of resources.” Bahram wasn’t lying there. He’s around six foot tall, yes, but he’s thin and frail. Mostly because of malnutrition, but even still.
“Not to me.”
Bahram begins to cry yet again. By Terra he needs to stop crying.
“Th-Thank you my lord!” He near shouts out.
“Please, call me Darius.”
“Yes my lo...Darius.”
The Chapter Ma-Darius stands. He offers a hand to Bahram. “Have you ever wanted to see the stars?”
“Yes. I have.”
“Well, no shortage of those where I live.”
“Where would that be?”
“On my ship. The Redemption.”
“It...it sounds like a grand ship.”
A marine in the background chuckles. “Yeah if you count plasma guns as grand.” He says lowly. But Bahram can still hear him.
“I do.” Bahram blurts out.
“Why?” The Marine says after a second.
“Mechanicus Nex. The guy’s from the Mechanicus. ‘Course he’d think plasma cannons are grand.” A third marine says.
“...Fair point.” Nex mutters.
“Don’t we have traitors to kill?” The exceptionally short marine says.
“You do.” Darius says at them. “I’ll take...what’s your name?”
“Bahram. Bahram Gamma-3.”
“I’ll take Bahram here to the Redemption.”
“Yes Father.” The Marine that chastised Nex says.
Father?
‘That’s a question for later.’ Bahram thinks.
Darius puts his helmet back on, sighing a little as he did so. “Ready to leave?”
“Yes...I think so.” Bahram says as he looks back up at Darius.
‘I don’t think I’ve ever been so excited.’ He thinks.
‘Fuck I hope Eklius doesn’t scare him.’ Darius thinks.
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