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#and I thank you for your wonderful gifts
canisalbus · 2 months
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Just wanted to say I really enjoy following you and seeing posts on my feed of your oc's! Here's a quick sketch of Machete I drew as I find his design to be amazing
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gentlebeard · 3 months
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If I could hold you for a minute, Darling, I’d go through it again
For @edsbacktattoo & @stedesearring 💕 Show: Our Flag Means Death - Season 1 & 2 Music: Francesca by Hozier YouTube
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Drag king Julie my beloved <3 Biting him biting him biting him <333
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the-broken-pen · 4 months
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“You’re going to blow out your arms,” the villain observed. They watched as the hero merely grit their teeth, shoving themself through another pull-up. It looked painful, and if the sweat slicking the hero’s brow was any indication, it was.
They waited for the hero to let themself drop from the bar and accept the villain was stronger. But they didn’t.
Three more pull-ups, and the villain stepped in.
“Hero,” they said slowly. “You’re about to tear the ligaments in your arms. You need to stop.”
The hero blew out a shuddering breath. Struggled for purchase, fighting gravity—and let themself drop.
The hero’s hands were bleeding, calluses torn open by the bar. The hero didn’t seem bothered when their own hands shook so much that their blood began to splatter on the gym floor.
For a moment, the villain could only stare at them.
Shit.
They didn’t know how to handle this. They knew the hero was dedicated. They knew the hero was strong, and perpetually trying to be stronger, but they hadn’t thought…
They hadn’t thought the hero would be so willing to tear apart their own body for success.
It was supposed to be fun, the villain thought. They felt a little sick as the hero pressed their palms together to soothe the bleeding, an action that was practiced and familiar. As if they had done this before.
The hero reached for something in their bag, smearing blood on the side, and pulled out a roll of blue electrical tape. The villain didn’t understand why, until the hero tore a strip off and made to wrap their hands with it.
The hero would be the death of them.
They crouched in front of the hero, plucking the electrical tape out of their hands.
“What are you doing with this?”
The hero blinked at the villain like they were the strange one in this situation.
“Wrapping my hands?”
The villain hissed in a breath.
“With electrical tape?”
The hero flushed slightly, looking down at their bloody hands. They looked close to tears.
“It…sticks to skin, really well. And it doesn’t move, either, when you move your hands or wherever else, even if you’re fighting. Plus, blood doesn’t make it come off, at least, not for a while.”
The villain blinked at them.”
“Blood doesn’t make it come off,” the villain repeated, processing. The hero nodded, reaching for the electrical tape. The villain settled it out of reach.
“Not if you wrap it right.”
Dimly, the villain realized that meant the hero had done this enough times to have it down to a science.
“And you couldn’t use a bandaid?” The villain asked incredulously. The hero shrugged a shoulder, then winced at the motion.
Yeah, the hero had absolutely blown out their arms.
“Bandaids move—“
The villain hushed them.
“Be quiet for a second.”
The hero, wisely, went quiet.
The villain rubbed a hand over their face, then studied the hero for a moment. They took one of the hero’s hands into their own, studying the damage.
“Why did you do this to yourself,” the villain murmured.
“What do you mean, why,” the hero snapped. “It’s my job.”
“Your job is to save people,” the villain corrected. “Not destroy yourself.”
“I’m not destroying myself—“
“You are.”
“Shut up—“
“Hero.”
“I need to be better,” the hero snapped. Their voice rang out across the gym, echoing into the rafters, and they both froze. After a moment, the hero spoke again, voice soft. “I need to be better.”
They said it like they needed the villain to understand. The villain wondered who they were really saying it to—the villain, or themself.
“Better than who?”
“Everyone.” It was hushed, like a secret.
The villain watched them, waiting.
The hero took a shaky breath
“My whole thing is being the best. I have always been the best. That’s the only reason I matter. If I’m not strong enough, then I am nothing, so I need. to be. better.”
The hero had started crying, very quietly, like they were afraid to take up too much space.
The villain was not equipped to handle gifted kid burnout.
“There’s more to you than just being a good athlete,” the villain said hesitantly, and the hero shook their head.
“No. There isn’t.”
“Hero.”
“Can you give me back my electrical tape?” They hiccuped to contain a sob.
“No,” the villain said firmly, and then the hero really was sobbing.
“You don’t understand—“
The villain didn’t. Not really. They had never been the kind of talented that the hero was.
They wondered now if maybe that was a blessing.
“I don’t,” the villain agreed. “But I do understand that you’ve saved half the city, and you give everything you have to give, and you always do your best.”
“But I-“
“No.” The villain stopped them. “You are doing your best.” They tipped the hero’s chin up until they met the villain’s eyes. “And it is enough.”
The hero froze, eyes darting over the villain’s face. They wondered if anyone had ever said that to the hero, if whatever mentor they had was giving them anything other than orders to be stronger. Be better. Be more.
The villain had some new targets to take care of, it would seem.
For now, though, they had to take care of hero.
“We’re going to go wrap your hands,” they said softly. “And then we’re going to take care of your arms, and you’re going to take a nap.”
The hero nodded, watching them like they were some kind of good, selfless person.
“And if I ever catch you using electrical tape again, so help me, I will put you six feet under.”
That startled a laugh out of the hero, and they let the villain guide them to their feet.
“Fine.”
The villain turned to them. “Okay?”
Are you going to be alright?
The hero seemed to understand.
“Okay,” the hero agreed.
Yes.
And so, it was.
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oddogoblino · 8 months
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Woo!! Birthday gift drawing for @ayyy-imma-ninja
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Happy birthday Meg!! I may not know you on much of a personal level, but I do want to say I'm glad you're here. You are an incredibly nice person with such a wonderful imagination! Your creations hold so much passion, joy, and fun in them. Your art is so warm and the worlds you make are so incredibly interesting and amazing, and your writing has moved so many! ^^☆
Thank you so much for sharing the things you've made. Your fairies especially have brought me so much happiness and there's hardly any way I can truly express how much I appreciate the little pieces of joy I've gotten from your works. You're truly amazing and I wish you only the best of days and dreams. 💖
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misakarose · 2 years
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"Throughout Heaven and Earth, I alone am the honored one."            ↳ Gojo Satoru ✧ dedicated to Kay~ (@kyaa-a)
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dollya-robinprotector · 9 months
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I love lya religiously ☹️☹️
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I migjtve drawn something wrong (your arts and pc's are very pretty!!)
What a cute little fellow you are~
Yes, yes you're all very welcome to join me! After all, we are in search of the prismatic tranquility offered by the Deity of pleasure. Great enlightenment and deliverance will be given at the touch of our fingers together. We shall embrace life to grant our wishes.
But be warned, once you've emerged into the flowers' blossom, there's no going out. No matter where you run, you will never truly escape my embrace.
That's the Nirvana of Amitābha Amidala~
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gojosattoru · 2 years
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★ ADEPTUS XIAO | THE ANEMO YAKSHA ★
Birthday gift for my most adorable and amazing cutie Kay @kyaa-a​ ❤⃛ヾ(๑❛ ▿ ◠๑ )
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awakenthebeing · 1 year
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i love this silly creature,,, i had to draw her + my oc being a little stinker and trying to climb up their arm
OUGHGGHGHGHHGHGHGHGHGH BRO?????? BRO IM GOING CRAZY THIS IS ABSOLUTELY LOVELY!!! LOOK AT THOSE COLORS, THAT SHADING!!!! THE STYLE!!!!!! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HOW YOU DREW PIEPOE SHES SO SHAPED AND ROUND AND FROG ENERGY!!!! BIG FRIEND!!!!! OUGHGHGHGHGHHGHG DUDE THIS IS THE ARTWORK EVER THANK YOU SOOO SO SO MUCH!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!😭😭😭💘💖💓💖💓💘💖💖💓💖💓💖💓‼️‼️‼️‼️
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moireia · 1 year
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gifts for friends ✨ @samwilsonns ✨ ↳ rhaegor targaryen & korinna waters in war and ruin 🐉
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espithewarlock · 26 days
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When you make art, you have to make it as a gift. But the wildest thing about it to me is that the person receiving that gift has to give you a gift in return, the gift of their generous, open attention.
-John Green in his YouTube Video, A Secret About Art
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canisalbus · 5 months
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Dillo treats customers like toddlers when they get too drunk. His favorite lines:
"Am i gonna have to tell ya again to put it down? You wanna be served again, yeah? Exactly. Put it down"
"Throw that and we're gon' have some problems!"
"Aht! What did i just say?"
"Partner, if i serve you another, i am afraid you won't get home."
"You have run me dry, little buddy. You gon make it?"
This is literally how I talk to people when I stage manage, I talk to them like they're literally children-
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mel-loly · 1 year
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-I made a beautiful art for the creator of Wolfy in return for the fanarts she made me, she really is a great person and I know she deserves an art from me as well! <3
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@heywolfy
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luckycharms1701 · 2 months
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He is happy and content(he just made a cringe joke no one liked)(he is a pizza hamster at this moment. Cheeks full. Hydrated. In his lane. Thriving)
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as he should be 💞
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merry-andrews · 2 years
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Desire of the Endless with Corinthian;
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Dream of the Endless with Corinthian;
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@onion-eyed it just occupied my mind since I'd read your 'A Failure of Gravity' story.
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