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st-hedge · 10 months
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I’m going to give no context and just post this shoddy comic strip about Ganondorf’s nightmare
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jurassic-cunt · 2 months
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all the terror lieutenants are scared of physical intimacy and all the erebus lieutenants fuck nonstop
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milfhandholder · 5 months
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THIS IS SO?!?!
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pharlapcartoonist · 6 months
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I'm super excited to show you a collaboration I've done with amazing @contritecactite for @do-it-with-style-events Mini Reverse Bang!
I've done this stupidly detailed art (I've spend 24 hours of work on this!), for which Contritecactite wrote a wonderful and funny little story.
Crowley and Aziraphale have a long history together. They used to hide it and pretend they were someone else to not get into trouble. But since one Apocalypse that didn't end the way it should, things start to change to be more clear, somehow... Or how Aziraphale smitted one mighty Serpent. Or did he?
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redpandavvstuffs · 2 months
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"We need more clomplex female characters!!!"
Yall mfs couldn't even handle her 💀
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beedoes-stuff · 2 months
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now that cyril and dove are together…
you have Cyril, who…
will be lovingly/actively encouraged forced to get a proper amount of sleep whether he likes it or not
will show up to meetings with tiny lil braids in his hair done by dove (im rlly holding on to this one)
will have the pleasure of finding different colored post it notes all over his office in obscure places (courtesy of dove) ranging from sweet nothings to random facts (ie: “i love being around you” to “did you know sea otters hold hands so they don’t drift apart”)
will get sent pictures of inanimate object duos like salt and pepper shakers or a fork and a spoon with a message below it saying “us ❤️”
will be afraid things won’t work out because of how hard it is for him to express his feelings
will never have to be alone again bc dove sticks to him like a magnet
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layraket · 8 days
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this is fluffler the cat
it will give you good luck and stop your artblock
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getvalentined · 13 days
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Apropos of nothing at all, I present:
The Nibelheim Doom Triangle Playlist
Big Houses by Squalloscope (Lucrecia and Hojo and Shinra)
I Come With Knives by IAMX (Hojo to Lucrecia)
Labour by Paris Paloma (Lucrecia to Hojo)
Superman by Ivory Layne (Lucrecia to Grimoire Vincent no it's Grimoire)
Between by Vienna Teng (Hojo and Lucrecia)
9 Crimes by Damien Rice (Hojo and Lucrecia and Vincent)
Die Tonight Live Forever by InnerPartySystem (Hojo to Vincent)
Up In The Air by Thirty Seconds to Mars (Hojo to Sephiroth)
Black Eyes by Radical Face (Vincent to Hojo post experiments)
Castles by Of Verona (Vincent to Lucrecia postcanon)
Veins by Charlotte Martin (Vincent and Hojo and Chaos)
BONUS: Song Unsung by Eden White (Veld to Vincent post death)
All's fair in love and science!
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paradoxicalloopy · 25 days
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I was kinda busy today so only this but im still happy :D
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aranarsenii · 9 months
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bunnyskull152 · 2 years
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Stiles: "i don't understand why you are so angry. you are the one's that told me to devote my life to a higher power."
Sheriff: "you started a cult!"
Stiles: "...And.?..."
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ineffablyendless · 1 year
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Enough "Rose Walker has Hob as her Uni Professior" crackfics. Time for "Professor Gadling is ADAM YOUNG'S Uni history professor" fics.
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Professor Gadlen is an immortal.
Adam Knew, the way he Knew some things sometimes, and it adds humourous context to what Adam imagines is his day job. A History Professor? Really?
"I don't think it's cheating." Pepper had said, during their first twice a month phonecalls. Its a great deal more frequent than Brian and Wensley does, nowadays, and he doesn't mind, not really. The Them had grew, as all children do.
Its been 10 years since the Nopacolypse, and while Brian and Wensley had grown to disregard what Adam was (which he of course appreciates) Pepper had not. It used to tick him off. Now he appreciates it too. She puts him in his place, keeps his feet on the ground. He doesn't know where he'd be without her.
(He does. It doesn't bear thinking)
"I never said it was cheating." Adam spoke into mic of his earbuds, hands free to throw the ball for Dog. Theyve decided to spend some time out on the quad today, and 5 people so far had come to pet him. Adam knows he enjoys the attention. "I said it was cliché."
"It is a little cliché." Pepper admits, and Adam laughs. He can hear her smiling. "Does he know? That you-,"
"No." Adam shrugs. "I mean, not yet."
The smile had dropped. "Adam-,"
"I'm not going to do anything!"
"That doesn't sound like the tone of voice of someone who wasn't planning to do anything."
"I'm curious!" Adam says, a bit defensively, and he hears the crackle of her sigh over the line. "Humans, you know it, Peps, youre the one between us with a head for science, Wensley's hopeless. They shouldn't be around so long, should they? What if he needs help?"
A pause, contemplating. Adam's glad she's giving it thought, makes him feel like this isn't one of his, you know, I-Know-Better Stints he gets into. "How long do you think he's been around?"
600 years, Adam thought, but didnt say. Precisely 633. "Longer than you'd think."
"Aziraphale and Crowley long?"
"Not that long." Adam assures, can't helping the smile that the reminder brings forth. He hadn't visited those old hats for a while. "Long enough."
"Did he seem unhappy to you?"
He didn't, Adam thought. He had come to accompany Violet, a friend he's made through their Introductory to 14th century Neopolitics class, to Professor Gadlen's office to ask some questions about the quiz carry marks for midterms, and while there is some modicum of stress, it is the normal, human background buzz. Professor Robert H. Gadlen, as far as he can tell, seems perfectly content, just the way he is. One of the most.
If it wasn't for Knowing, Adam wouldn't have suspected anything off about him at all.
He hadn't said anything into the line, but it seems he didnt need to.
"Then leave it." Pepper declares, her voice crisp with finality.
"But-,"
"Leave it, Adam, you don't know what he is and what he's been through, you don't get to make the call. You know this."
Adam scrunches his nose as Dog returns the ball to him, tail wagging in delight. "I-," he says, and halts himself. Pepper was right, of course she was right, and no messing about, that's what he said, 10 years ago, he'd promised.
"Yeah," Adam relents. "Ok."
"Thank you. I'm only helping you look out for yourself, Adam."
"I know," Adam sighs. "Thank you."
"Don't sound so glum, we're heading over to see you in a week, and we'll have a pint in that old Pub Brian spotted about last time that he wanted to try. The Pegasus, or something."
"The White Horse?"
"Same thing." It really isn't, but Adam doesn't corrrect her. "Anyway, keep safe over there, don't do anything stupid. And give Aziraphale a call, won't you? He's been worried lately over something or the other, something about dreams."
"I will."
"And you'll tell me if you've reconsidered what me and Brian asked? About leaving the town, seeing the sights? Because I know some people, and it'll do you good, you know. Seeing new things. It's not forever, Adam, and Tadfield's going to be right there when you come back."
Adam doesn't tell her she couldn't know that, not when he couldn't either. Doesn't tell her their sleepy little town had been so drenched as home to him, arms slack open for the Before and After of the NoPocalypse, the him of Before and the him of After, that him leaving and severing it, finally, might mean the town might lose the root and half of itself within the year, collapse like an old building with it's pillars stolen out.
He doesn't tell her that it's a part of him, the cracked tar roads and humped houses and ancient ice cream parlor, the ominous edges of Hogsback Woods and the old LifeGuard seat over the chalk pit he still comes to see every other evening, hearing it whisper the things he should have done, the well paved path of what He Still Could Be. How it looms and stretches and groans to make it seem like it was bigger than it truly was, a throne of dirt and earth and decay.
He'd left that behind now, that isn't him anymore, because he said so, didn't he?
He just remembers.
He doesn't tell him that he feels Tadfield like a limb, it's unchanging storybook perfect English weather, and that even departing to stay at Goldsmith's a campus not half an hour away, feels like leaving 10 fingers behind. He feels the phantom of it, he aches for it, feels incomplete of himself without it.
He doesn't tell Pepper any of this. It wouldn't change things, and there was nothing she could do. There wasn't anything Crowley and Aziraphale could do, the only two people with any semblance of understanding how it might feel like. Adam feels like a ghost, posessing his own skin, and he sees the world tilted 0.5 degrees to the left leaving the door open a crack to the secrets of the universe, a room unlit. Everyday, for 10 years, had been a fight to ignore it.
He loves Humanity. He does, he does, he promises. Its part of him too, the love, the agonizing, unpleasant devotion. He was meant to be King. And he loves being human, knows in his heart of hearts its simply the best thing he could possibly be.
But being content, fighting against the maddening glimpse of that unlit room?
He didn't know that was possible.
"C'mon Dog," he beckons, once he and Pepper had made their customary dance of goodbyes, tucking the old damp tennis ball into the pocket of his coat as the hound twirls leaps around his legs, cheerful and impatient and eager to please. "We have to take an early night. Morning classes tommorow."
It is Professor Gadlen's class, and Adam refuses to be late. He cannot wait to poke and prod for more pieces of him. He's promised Pepper there would be no intervention as to what he was, not unless he was harmed, and while Adam has no intention of breaking this oath, he had made no promises against snooping.
After all, he's just curious.
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bongwateriero · 4 months
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romantic or not i think frank and anthony are soulmates
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liorlen · 6 months
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I kinda like the whole sorcerer!gale idea. I don’t have it as a headcanon bc, personally, I just think he was a super fucking nerd as a kid and decided reading magic textbooks was fun so he ended up casting spells quite early and not by accident like a magical bloodline sorc would (I think??).
But I like thinking of a sorc!gale au. It’s really funny and even a bit sad. I genuinely don’t know how someone with a sorcerer bloodline who trains as a wizard would work. I’d think his bloodline would either be very weak or he simply doesn’t have the charisma to control the sorc magic (sorry gale. your charisma is NOT high enough to multiclass into sorc).
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sonyashnik · 1 year
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Funny walking cheese doppelganger
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ivan-fyodorovich-k · 10 days
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there’s a part of me that has wanted to get an Icon ever since reading Brothers Karamazov the first time back in 2012
I won’t do it, not in the least because I am not Orthodox, and I think I respect my sibling faiths enough not to cop things from them with insufficient reason, but there is something about it
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