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chrissy-kaos · 2 months
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Had a pretty good day today! Went on a lunch date with this cutie! Then took her for a short ride to this gorgeous little lake! We had a blast. We’ll definitely be coming back!
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jack-o-phantom · 1 year
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A "what if" scenario based off those "cursed/hunted" gameboy cartridges back in day of creepypasta's but featuring The Arcade game!
Y/n is a collector of strange items (mainly surrounding Fazbear's franchise, example could be the VR headset from HelpWanted) before coming across the burn Arcade game at an auction.
The rest is history
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something extra for some people :)
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rebby-draws · 6 months
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Riiichie Im coming for yaaa
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unexpectedbrickattack · 10 months
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shenanigans
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skippindotts · 1 year
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so they’re cool
(i forgot i have this app)
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rwyvernarts · 8 months
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Making friends with a local!
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dangerpronebuddie · 2 months
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To The Core (I Love You) 2k
“Buck,” Eddie chuckles, that fond smile on his lips that always makes Buck's heart flip in his chest. “Whatever it is, you can tell me.” Buck takes a breath and looks into his eyes. “I’m in love with you.” Buck doesn't really know what he expected. Eddie sits frozen, staring at Buck with wide eyes, like Buck just scared the life out of him. "What?" he whispers. "Eddie, I'm in love with you," Buck says again. The words taste like champagne on his tongue, fizzy and light, and they fill his veins with more warmth than any alcohol ever could. But Eddie... Eddie doesn't smile like Buck hoped he would. He doesn't dash across to Buck and kiss him. He doesn't do anything really, except stare at Buck.
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Happy 911 Day!!! 🥳🥰
Have something sweet before I leave to avoid spoilers tonight 😊
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ryssbelle · 2 months
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Playing dnd with @frulleboi and @kenxboi be like
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front-facing-pokemon · 6 months
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conanssummerchild · 7 months
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not to nancy hate on main but this is literally her acknowledging that her brother's best friend going missing and then dying was traumatic for him but then never being shown to actually try and TALK to him or even do ANYTHING about it, and remember this is a tv show, there is no 'offscreen', thats like the whole mileven offscreen atraction bs, if they wanted to show nancy caring for mike they couldve, they made time to show jonathan caring for will even tho he wasnt even in the show in s1.
yes nancy had her own shit going on but i just think the recurring pattern of her not being shown to care for her brother is very interesting
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paperglader · 6 months
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I'm just thinking about Laudna, and how it always surprised me how easy it was for her to reciprocate Imogen's feelings the moment that she made them known to her, considering the fact that she had said so herself how it was a part of her that she hadn't been able to reach for thirty years. And now, with Delilah straight up telling her that she shoul've been dead for years, and the only thing keeping her alive have been Delilah's whims, and how easy it was for Laudna to accept that as the truth. It just all makes sense, because Laudna has been living on burrowed time for decades and she's been fully aware of it the entire time. I don't believe she's had many expectations of what her own future might be, she's just been living day by day, gracious of being able to keep roaming this world, in spite of other's wishes in the past. She spent thirty years, lonesome, feared, aimless, without really any reason to live- and yet still here, for one reason or another, here. Not dead. Until two and a half years ago, where she found the company of a woman, who at the time had been carrying endless amounts of pain on her shoulders, a loneliness almost as vast as hers, tragic past included and all- who somehow also happened to be practically the only person in thirty years to find comfort in her company, to seek for it even, opposed to fear it. It changed everything. Laudna's future had been stolen for good. Matilda Bradbury, and all that she could've been was gone, replaced by Laudna- quite literally a dead end, whose cards had alredy been dealt with. But there was something that she could still do with whatever remaining time she had left, and it was to make sure that the woman she loved didn't end up with the same fate as hers. To make sure she got to live, to be happy, she could make sure to give her everything that Laudna herself had never gotten to have. She loved, and loved, and protected, and poured every single ounce of love, care, and affection that she had onto the beautiful woman that held on tight to her hands when in the midst of big crowds, and that hid in between her arms at night when she was too afraid to close her eyes, and she never ever expected to become the object of the woman's affections back, nor to be fused intrinsically with each of her hopes and dreams. The moment that this woman, who she had oathed to spend the rest of her days trying to ensure happiness to, so much as began to utter how much she wanted Laudna- she couldn't but give into it, no questions asked. Because she didn't have to understand each and every detail of what being in love entailed in order to understand that she loved Imogen in every posible way there could ever be.
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lazy-b1rdy · 2 months
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I (mostly) figured out TK
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Just a silly guy :3
Full image under the cut
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(I forgot to take a photo befor the other drawings. oops)
I might start drawing stuff from those sites you get like drawing/writing prompts(?) cuz idk what to post here lol
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pop-tab-dyke · 6 months
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Updated battle vest
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aurora-cycle · 7 months
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grace totally makes a new cover for the black book. she can't be seen carrying something satanic, so she makes a pink cover with like. a crucifix on it. and then she takes it to abstinence camp that summer.
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nana-mizu-shiki · 8 days
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Kk. So. This isn't so much art but more a poem that I'm going to put into a fic I'm gonna make. Y'know song fics? Like that but with a poem. One I made and am going to give you the context of, I just wanna know if you guys would think a poem song fic would be cool.
The fic promt I thought of was:
What if Tim was dipped into the Lazarus Pit, but twice?????
And then I started coming up with a bunch of stuff listening to music, and I was like:
Thought Process? : Tim died in that desert. The Spleen incident didn't just leave him with a surprise surgery. It left him with glowing green eyes and half-white bangs. But of course, none of the Bats can know that, so, hair dye. Suprise, Suprise, the Pits don't bring Rage, they bring out the worst of a person. Jason? Anger. Ra's? Cruelty. Tim? Apathy. Tim's triggers? Betrayal, Abandonment, Reliance, Expectations Set For Perfection. Because. He. Has. To. Be. Perfect. Inherits Drake I. and Wayne E., slowly trying to cut ties with Gotham and The Bats, fades into the background until The Bats are too late to realize and too late to try to even stop him as he and Ra's make a deal. The deal? Cliffhanger. Up to the reader. And Worse? The Bats don't even realize as he left, taken back with The Demon Head to become his heir, and after months, training under Ra's himself, Returning to Gotham Under the alias of Shadow Shrike, civilian Tim D. W. A. G., although legally Timothy Drake-Wayne. Forever 17, hair shoulders length and bangs white, eyes permanently and mix of ice blue and mint green, flecks of Lazarus neon green passing even at simple glances of those he once called family. Dying his bangs temporarily in public, his vigilante-ism the thing that alerts the others of his return, his change. His Revival. His Death. Blah Blah Blah, Angst Confrontation Shenanigans, Details and Description of how the Pits affect Tim, how the Batfam try to reconnect and makeup, Yadda Yadda, Ends on a sorta cliffhanger thing where the reader chooses which Tim goes to as a Confrontation happens on a roof and Tim chooses between Jason, the Other Bats, Ra's, And Young-Just-Us.
Damn that was a word vomit.
Anyway, the poem is below,
Edit: I kinda realized the poem I'd really long and I'm considering putting this on Ao3 itself lol (*>∇<)ノ
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Green.
Abandoned and left; unthanked for,
Unthanked for?
They're ungrateful.
Green.
Lied and unapologetized to,
Left on Their own, and never recognized too.
Green.
Complete it all,
Raised to be Perfect,
Can never fall,
Always quiet and obedient,
Now Forever Indifferent.
Green.
To bring back the Bat,
Is to travel and turn,
Be ostracized and taken from,
Wings given to another,
Betrayed by those meant to be Their Brothers.
Green.
Betrayed and afraid,
Kicked out and replaced and stolen from a child,
To make a deal with The Demon Head
And to sell Their soul,
All Their worth,
All They've done,
What other choice?
What else is left?
Mentality;
Already on the brink,
Morality;
Like liquid and searching for who it obeys,
Green.
Left to die,
All alone
No longer were they meant to fly;
Sacrificing all their lives,
To help others and then left to die?
Green.
Green.
Green.
Green.
Green.
Alive.
Alive.
Alive with no care. No care at all.
Apathy pulls the teen.
Eyes and vision glowing green all because of a spleen.
Okay so I'm not done but I really want to save this and post it on AO3, so pls let me know if you want to read more of this poem or the ideas of the fic it will go to. Thanks for reading (*^▽^)/★*☆♪*.゚+ヽ(○・▽・○)ノ゙ +.゚*
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yviegenie · 10 months
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