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#and this time it’s actually Wednesday
robdop-art · 1 year
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Be gay love groupers.
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canisalbus · 3 months
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I love the duo, both the historical setting and modern AU. Does Vasco ever go to confession while Machete is running it, just to 'confess' to something they did before as a way to tease?
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hraugur · 10 months
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wednesday’s out for blood and making yoko spill all of hers ft. enid dropping the world’s most obvious hints and wednesday being the blindest motherfucker to walk the earth
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skyshipper · 3 months
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@PSCENTRAL​ EVENT 24: TEAM TOOLS PEDRO PASCAL as JAVIER PEÑA - NARCOS (2015-2017)
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coolsvilleprincess · 3 months
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HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!! <3
Wanted to draw a bunch of different pairings so here we go!! I wanted to draw them on how I imagine their dates with each other would go.
Fred and Shaggy started out on a walk but halfway through Fred saw a place they caught a bad guy once and started reminiscing on their good times spent together and who is Shaggy to complain, they definitely went to get food after it though.
Daphne and Fred went to a screening at the Coolsville local cinema where they were showing one of the first ever 3D movies. When the movie is over Fred spends the rest of their date talking about how impressive the improvements to 3D films have been since they were first invented. Daphne doesn't mind that much since she still gets to cuddle and they also probably went to get food after it where Daphne assigns their friends roles in the movie they just watched.
Shaggy and Daphne went to a football game where Shaggy gets to eat very many football game foods such as Hotdogs and whatever else they eat at football games. Daphne isn't even rooting for a team cause at first she wasn't sure about going but it hits halftime and she's caught up in the atmosphere and uses the celebration of any of the teams scoring as an excuse to kiss Shaggy.
Velma and Daphne are working on very important mystery solving and journalism career things on their laptops so they don't have time to go on a date date HOWEVER that will not stop them from flirting through messages as they work. Daphne sends Velma things like videos and songs that remind her of her and Velma can't flirt back so she just sends hearts like a disaster lesbian, good for her tbh.
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punkbxt · 10 months
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you all need to take worf as a bad father with the most MASSIVE grain of salt. klingons have been black caricatures from the beginning and worf being written as a bad father is one of those. imagine being dumped a kid you literally had no knowledge of having and then ur baby momma fucks off to all hell n dies or some shit like he doesnt know how to be a dad and he gets so much actual shit for it. being a parent on a starship is difficult especially when youre the spock* of your time
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sofibeth-arts · 11 months
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Once again using @skimmingmilk fics for drawing ideas.
The arcade drabble was cute!
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hollytree33 · 6 days
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WIP Wednesday!
Folks! I was tagged by the wonderful @greypetrel last week!! I didn’t have much to show then, but I do now!!
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Updates on that Solas sketch I teased a while back! I just slapped some colors on this thing and I’m not the most happy with them right now, but I never am to start with lmao. It’ll get better as I goooo
Aaannndd here’s the sketchiest sketchy sketch that you ever did see that I just started working on. This one is mostly just an excuse to paint foliage and fun lighting (all those scribbles will be plants soon, I promise)
This week I’ll be tagging @greypetrel back as well as @plisuu, @rosieofcorona, @inquisimer, @broodwolf221, and @dreadfutures! No pressure to participate as always 💖💞
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kyouka-supremacy · 6 months
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I think we should just bring back Wungo Wednesday and start a fandom collective anime rewatch
#Because otherwise I can feel I won't last much longer#Because like. The last two hyperfixations of mine ended the moment I started feeling like there wasn't any new content#And two days ago in one day I started a new manga a new book and rewatching a favourite show#Whereas I hadn't started anything new in the two years ever since I got into bsd. Which makes it NOT a good sign#But the bsd anime has now ended for one month and 25 days and that's the last time the plot actually moved forward.#And if I counted right. The manga took 4 chapters (that is chapters 110-111) to adapt 6 minutes#That means it's going to take another 12 months (18 minutes left to adapt. that's 12 more chapters) to catch up with the anime#Yeah I'm not. sticking around this long with nothing new to see I'm sorry#Best case scenario I take a one year hiatus but that doesn't make it sound likely that I'll be back#And I know it's fresh news as early as this morning that author said they were introducing a new character but like.#They also said they finished writing this arc like. One year and half ago if I remember correctly?#And we still have yet to see the end of i t so...#That is to say. I'll probably be starting an anime rewatch starting next Wednesday. I've been meaning to do it for a while anyway#I don't want to leave the fandom I like the one chapter a month format#On the positive news I still have a queue of original posts that spans over ten months#And I was meaning to start the reblogs queue too in these days. So there's that#random rambles
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d-llahanspade · 6 months
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Based heavily on @streaminn ‘s Wenclair bodyguard AU
Though, I took some artistic liberty with the designs 👀
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cayemm · 3 months
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wip wednesday (saturday)
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(tagged by @connortheconceded !! thank you!! ) some kagrenac closeups i should probably finish :")
tagging... the person reading this ^__^
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kulai · 1 year
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matching:
scars
outfits
heart-shaped sunglasses
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0vergrowngraveyard · 2 months
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The day had started pretty average all things considered.
Eggman had decided to attack yet another poor, defenseless village but at this point, that was pretty common (as depressing as it was to admit).
It was a peaceful little spot. The village was pretty small and had its own little beach a few miles away. Why the doctor had decided to attack this place out of any village on Mobius was beyond Sonic but hey, why question the bad doctor’s plans when he can just wreck them?
Which is exactly what he and his team, Tails, Knuckles, and Amy, were doing. Knuckles had decided to get off his island and pay everyone a visit for once in his life so when word got out about Eggman’s attack, Sonic had to bring him along.
Y’know, just for some fun.
The gang had managed to drive Eggman’s attention away from the village and solely onto them. Sonic, Knuckles, and Amy took care of the badniks on the ground while Tails handled a few of the larger flying ones in the Tornado.
At this point, they were just fighting on the beach. It wasn’t ideal for the hedgehog, but it was away from the village at least, and that’s all that mattered. He could begrudgingly sacrifice a bit of comfort in order to keep the people safe.
Didn’t mean he wouldn’t audibly complain about it though.
“Why’d you have to choose a beach to fight at, Eggy? D’you know how hard it is to get good traction on sand?” He charge up a homing attack and shot through three buzzbombers, “Actually, now that I think about it, you probably wouldn’t!”
“Aren’t you the one who led us over here?” Knuckles asked, punching a hole straight through a badnik and tossing it into another one which exploded on impact.
“Maybe, but Eggman’s the one who attacked the village so it’s ultimately his fault!” Sonic responded. Knuckles couldn’t argue with that.
Amy slammed her hammer into the ground, a shockwave taking out at least six of the robots. “Is it just me, or are there a lot more badniks?”
Sonic paused and looked around.
Yeah, there were definitely more than usual, but it was nothing they couldn’t handle!
He pulled up his communicator, “Yo Tails! How’s it going up there?” He asked his brother. The Tornado was flying over the ocean, keeping a lot of the flying badniks away from the ground fight.
“Not too bad!” He pulled on the yoke, driving the plane upwards as two bots crashed into each other. “What about down there?”
“Easy peasy!” He pulled his hand away to spindash through a bot before continuing, “Though it doesn’t exactly reach lemon squeezy criteria.” He held back a snort as he heard the kit groan.
“You sound stupid, I hope you know that.” the fox said.
“I second that,” Knuckles added, “though I’m not entirely sure what this fight being simple has to do with peas or lemons.”
This time, Sonic did laugh, to which Amy spoke up about, “Leave him alone, Sonic. It’s just a saying, Knuckles!”
“Once again, your figures of speech make little sense. Why do they all involve food items?”
Sonic opened his mouth to quip back at the echidna when an explosion rang out, echoed in the communicator.
“As much as I’d love to participate in explaining Mobian phrases to Knuckles, things are getting a little dicey up here! I’ll talk later!” Tails said, performing some tricky maneuvering around a few bots as they exploded.
The Tornado had been getting further and further away from the shore.
“Alright bud! Be careful!” Sonic said, taking notice of how far the biplane had suddenly gotten.
“You too, guys!”
“Don’t know the meaning of the word, lil’ bro!” The hedgehog responded as he lowered his communicator, bringing his attention back to the fight at hand. He could almost hear the kit lecturing him about his hypocrisy from the biplane.
The fight on the ground went on for about 10 more minutes. The three had started making a game out of it. Who could throw/smack Sonic into the most badniks in a row? Amy ended up winning when she sent him flying through five badniks in a row croquette style. Her reward was bragging rights, of course.
As Sonic was recovering from being tossed around like a ball for the past few minutes, he decided to have a chat with the old doctor.
“Ayo, doc! You’ve been a little quiet!” He yelled out, “Is this a defeat silence or a disappointed silence or-“
“Quiet rodent. I’m waiting for the finale.” The doctor said, pressing a few buttons on his control panel and muttering something under his breath.
Sonic laughed as Knuckles and Amy walked up behind him, the former keeping his eyes on the Tornado as it was still fighting off a few of the bots.
Were they getting more aggressive?
“Finale? You mean when I knock you on your butt and—!”
(It all happened so fast.)
There was an explosion, a big explosion. It was loud enough to echo through the entire area (or had it just been amplified in his mind?).
He didn’t register Knuckles cry out and bolt towards the shoreline. He didn’t register Amy pulling up her communicator and screaming at the person on the other end to respond. He didn’t even register Eggman’s triumphant laugh as he said words the hedgehog couldn’t hear.
The world moved in slow motion as he turned his head towards the water just in time to see the flaming body of the Tornado crash into the ocean, sinking to its depths.
Time froze. The world around him muted. He stared at the spot the biplane had crashed.
(It happened too fast. Everything just needed to slow down.)
He couldn’t breathe. A suffocating sense of dread blindsided him, smothering him alive and he didn't have the strength to fight back. His heartbeat pounded in his ear and his legs itched to run.
To run away from the entire scene. To run and not look back because maybe, just maybe, if he didn’t look back, that would mean it never happened. That everything was fine. They would go back to the workshop later and bicker and have movie nights and play fights. They’d complain about one another’s habits and laugh together.
He’d lecture the kit about his sleep schedule (or lack thereof) and drag him to his bed. He’d tuck him in and the kit would later wander into his room after having a nightmare and the two brothers would snuggle up together, fighting off the bad dreams that tormented the little fox in his sleep.
That would all happen. It would. It had to.
It had to because if it didn’t, that would mean Tails was really…
Tails was…
(He just needed the world to slow down. Just this once. He wasn’t ready to catch up yet.)
He didn’t realize he had walked waist deep into the ocean with Amy having to hold him back. Knuckles had tried to swim to the wreckage but soon realized it was a fruitless endeavor.
The crash had been too far out.
There was no way to get to Tails.
All Sonic could do was stare out across the body of water he feared so intensely. It was a fear that was ingrained in him.
The ocean didn’t care about who or what was in its depths. If it wanted to keep you there, it would, and there wasn’t much you could do about it. Especially someone like him who sank instead of floated.
The dark depths were always out for him, wrapping its hands around him and tugging him further and further down whenever the opportunity made itself known. It was like the ocean was determined to make itself his final resting place. It joyfully filled his lungs with water and never allowed him up for air.
There was one person he could rely on to get to him before the water did. One person he knew that could fight off the thing keeping him down.
But that one person had just had his small body grabbed and dragged under by whatever malevolent force lived in those waters. Never to resurface.
It was as if the ocean was laughing at him. Annoyingly tapping at his waist with waves as if to say, “Hey, look what I just did. Did you see that?”
Of course he saw, how could he have missed it?
How could he miss the sight of the biplane he took with him from Christmas Island, the plane that allowed him to meet the kit in the first place, crashing in a flaming wreck and sinking to the bottom of the ocean, taking his little brother along with it?
The waters laughed at him.
They bragged about how they were the ones holding the kit instead of him. That their hands were running throughout the fox’s soft, golden fur, surrounding him in his final moments.
They teased him about how he’d never be able to hold him again. His hands itched with the feeling of his kit’s fur beneath them. He wanted to find him, to rescue him from his captor. Even if he was taking his final breaths, he wanted them to be in the arms of someone the fox trusted more than life itself. To tell his kid how much he loves him and how much he meant to all of them. That he would be missed.
But the kit was alone.
And that’s exactly how the ocean wanted it.
Knuckles didn’t know how much time had passed and frankly, he didn’t care.
He didn’t want to think about it because if the kit hadn’t gone quickly in the initial explosion, then the alternative would’ve taken time. Minutes he could’ve spent swimming to get to him. He should’ve been able to get to him. He was an incredibly fast swimmer, he should’ve been able to get out there.
As the seconds went by, the already cavernous pit in his stomach grew tenfold. He tried not to think about the fox kit who was alone in the cockpit of his beloved biplane, possibly conscious and just waiting for his time to come.
He didn’t want to think about the youngest — one of his first friends, someone he had grown to consider to be a younger brother just as the hedgehog had — in that scenario. It wasn’t right, not after all the kit had done for them.
He had managed to pull Sonic a little closer to the shore. The blue hedgehog had fallen to his knees, no longer being able to carry the weight of what just happened. It was haunting, the way he just stared at the horizon. Never in his life did he think he’d see the hedgehog in such a state of despair and defeat.
Then again, he never even began to imagine something like this happening. Not to Tails.
He pried his eyes off of the grief stricken big brother and looked beside him.
Amy wasn’t doing much better, her head was in her knees, fist clenched and body tense as she cried. She was sobbing her heart out. He could only imagine the thoughts going through her mind.
He looked at the sand in front of him and closed his eyes out of respect for the kit, a few tears he didn’t even know had formed slipped down his cheek. His mind flashed with memories of the fox kit, from the one of him first arriving to Angel Island with his hyperactive yet silent blue brother all the way to the call just a few moments ago.
It wasn’t right, they (Sonic) had just been teasing the echidna about his lack of knowledge for common Mobians phrases. How could this have happened? Why did this happen? Why was there no heads up or warning? It was all so sudden and they didn’t even have time to process anything.
Knuckles knew it was foolish to question why people died, he was the last of his kind for crying out loud, he should be used to this.
Except he wasn’t. The kid may not have been an echidna, but he was still part of his tribe. His family. They all were.
And their tribe had just lost their youngest. Their little golden ball of sunshine. The kid who could brighten an entire area with his laughter and knock someone’s ego down several pegs at the same time. The kid he for the longest time just assumed was magical because of how skillful he was with machines, creating their communicators out of seemingly nothing just so they could stay in contact with each other. He created incredible defensive mechanisms and weapons just to keep people safe. He was only 8 years old.
He had done so much for them, and this was how they repaid him? How the world repaid him?
How dishonorable.
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marrissacooper · 1 year
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wyler playlist  → demons by imagine dragons
When you feel my heat, look into my eyes It's where my demons hide
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tequiilasunriise · 1 year
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Enid: Guys, I just found out that Bianca is bilingual! Isn’t that so cool?
Wednesday, resident multilingualist: Is that so, Barclay?
Bianca, enjoying all of the attention: Yeah, it’s no big deal
Enid: What do you mean ‘no big deal’? Of course it is-
Bianca: Alright, alright, you can stop it with the flattery
Enid: -It means you like both guys and girls! And I, for one, totally support you!
Bianca:
Wednesday:
Yoko:
Divina:
Eugene:
Kent:
Xavier:
Ajax:
Weems’ ghost:
Literally just all of Nevermore:
Enid: What :DDD?
✨Bonus fer the gays✨
Yoko, pulling away from Divina’s arms and whispering: Now, I can’t say I can judge your choices without being a hypocrite
Divina: HEY!
Yoko: But are you sure you want that one, Addams?
Wednesday, sighing dreamily as Enid preens with her chest proudly puffed and completely oblivious to what just happened: Unfortunately.
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katsigian · 4 months
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ᴡ ɪ ᴘ ᴡ ᴇ ᴅ ɴ ᴇ ꜱ ᴅ ᴀ ʏ ─── ⁺
I'm actually posting this on a Wednesday, amazing. I was tagged by @ouroboros-hideout, thank you!
Nothing all that new, just updates to my prior wips ♡ and that very first update is I'm about 90% done Valen's hairstyle!! He got himself a wolfcut (it was cut by me I am not a good hair stylist this is taking longer than I'd expected it to but look at his floppy hair) I just think he's really pretty in it ☺️
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There are still some things to fix, such as the way some strands are transparent at certain angles. The back of his head needs some more chunks added. But those are little things that aren't very difficult. The hardest parts of modeling in Blender are done.
Second thing is just basic texture modding and practicing different techniques so I can make 4K and nicely detailed skins for masc V's. I'm going to eventually release my own body complexion in the new year called the Hyperion Skin (Hyperion Body-Tech is a corp that exists in my cyberpunk worldbuilding and I'm publishing my mods under their name). Valen has been my test subject and I've been practicing on him.
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My favourite things to mod ever. Skin texture, veins, body hair, and tattoos. It's sorta similar to digital art since I paint a lot of my diffuses and normals myself. These are part of Valen's custom body, so the public release will look different, but it'll still be high quality. Better nips, better navel, better hair, like Valen's here.
Besides that, I've just finished up my tattoo mod commissions (I make custom tattoos for peep's OCs) and now I can turn my focus to my own public release modding projects for the time being. I have about 4 tattoo projects for release in process, some masc v complexions, the Hyperion skin, plus a pack of eye mods coming out eventually in the new year. I am nicely busy rn and it's been good ♡
I'll tag some mutuals to show off their wips, but there's no pressure to share if you'd rather not! I'm not 100% sure who's currently working on projects, so feel free to ignore this if you'd like! If you'd rather not be tagged, lemme know, and there'll be no hard feelings ♡
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