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nastya-sokolova-2002 · 5 months
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Hey so I made Bendy and his body ran off somewhere so I made a new body for him ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) *laughing like tea kettle*
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*WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*
Aww, he's so cute and very perfect with that body. :3 I love it. ^^
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professor-sokolova · 6 months
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Happy Halloween💀🕷🎃
Happy Halloween to you too💀🕷️🎃
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the-starprince · 13 days
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Slight Repost + Story!
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Twilight, Fluttershy, Apple Jack, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, and Rainbow Dash all find themselves trapped in a huge... furniture store? They woke up with no recollection of how they ended up here, but Twilight knows that she was the one who was somehow responsible. The ponies find each other, encountering faceless ponies wearing uniforms. They decide they should build a safety bunker out of surrounding furniture, while also collecting food.
Twilight and Apple Jack focus on building the bunker, Pinkie and Rainbow Dash focus on finding food, and Rarity and Fluttershy get any other necessities they might need.
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lumiidragon · 3 months
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Hey, what if I just...
Start drawing SCP stuff? I missed drawing it, lol
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𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙱𝙻𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙴𝙳
“You are shaking.”
Eris glances over at his sibling, tired brown eyes like pools of darkness on his pale face looking upwards towards the other’s inhuman form. Eris himself looks like a ghost from a horror story, years of being stuck in a small room with little desire to take care of himself leaving him looking less like a nineteen year old boy and more a nineteenth century spectre haunting an old mansion. Dark brown hair is shaved to the skull, and dark circles create purple bruises that sink into the sockets of Eris’s skull.
It’s been a hard few days. The cycling red lights mixed with the confines of the server room do no favors to the picture that Eris paints. The alarm blares in the background, a stray dying screech of some bastard piercing the noise like a macabre bell, the only signs someone other than the monsters lives in these halls still.
The constant reminder that every death keel is a tick down on the list of survivors.
Eris rubs his eyes, exhaustion pulling at him even now, with adrenaline in his veins like a drug, keeping his heart pounding even as his vision greys out and noise fades into static.The next round of blaring alarms snaps him to attention.
“You are shaking.” Sol says again, long black fingers like void taken form curl around Eris’s hands, grasping his trembling digits in ones that he knows can kill. Bright white eyes with reptilian pupils glance over his face, fanged mouth twisted into a scowl.
“It’s cold.” Is all Eris can say to defend himself, to wave away the signs he’s close to collapsing where he stands. He’s not entirely lying. Ever since the main generators went down and the ones meant to keep the containment breach protocols running kicked in, the heating has been non-existent. The thin cotton clothes that the scientists insisted he wear have done nothing to keep the chill from sinking into his bones.
Sol frowns in the way they always do when Eris lies to them, confused and disappointed all in one. They never quite understand why Eris wouldn’t tell them the truth, not when Sol seems convinced that they are simply two parts of a larger whole.
Eris shoves the thought away with a grimace, trying to ignore the ache in his chest. Right now was not the time for him to get lost in memories nearly a decade old. He’s got far more to worry about than ghosts long gone.
He’ll never forget the feeling as men in hazmats suits shoved him into a white van, the feeling of WRONGWRONGWRONG writing itself into his bones as the woman in a suit with a gun tucked into her belt closed the front door, his twin screaming his name as the wood separated them. Eris wonders if the sound of the van doors slamming closed and his own screaming drowned out the gunshot, or if it was the pain as if his soul was ripped in half and the resulting darkness that was what kept him from hearing the cause of his brother’s death.
He pulls away from Sol, wiping at his nose absentmindedly, ignoring the taste of copper on his tongue. There’s no time to give a shit about a nosebleed, and it’s not like his skin isn’t already covered in blood and viscera.
You couldn’t take two steps out in the halls right now without slipping on a piece of person. Eris would have laughed if he had the energy to make a joke about the massacre happening outside the walls of the server room. Instead, he watches as Sol walks away to repair their defenses. Eris leans back in the creaky chair he’s sitting in, blood still dripping onto his shirt.
Sol throws another broken server in front of the door, the mangled electronics sparking feebly as they were added to the barricade with a crash. The server room itself had been the safe haven for Sol and Eris since they found it. An attached bathroom and a cabinet full of albeit unhealthy food, perfect for tech junkies who weren’t legally allowed to see the sun anymore.
Or two people trying to wait out a murder spree.
Eris turns around in the chair, bringing his attention back to the old computer he finds himself sitting in front of. Eris adjusts the old webcam on top to point towards his face, and in the corner of his eye, SCP-079’s new monitor flickers slightly.
Eris doesn’t pay the AI any mind. The old bastard is currently in “rest mode” which means nothing for a being that doesn’t actually need sleep. As far as Eris has deduced, it just means that It is going through the files It has access to in order to sort and save what It deems necessary. It was still getting used to having full access to the server room.
Eris smiles slightly, thinking of the joy 79 showed in Its new text-to-speech voice after being freed from the limited confines It had been stuck in for so long. Eris was rather proud of the fact that the sentient AI who had spent most of Its time hating everyone It talked to referred to Eris as a “True Friend”. 79 Itself wasn’t actually too bad to talk to, especially now that It had free reign on the advanced computer Eris had transferred It into
In contrast, the old thing that 79 used to live in was practically a scrap heap after so long. Still, it works if nothing else, so Eris plans to use his limited computer knowledge to try and get the device running again. Maybe if he’s lucky, he can play solitaire to ignore the situation he’s in.
Sol sits down next to him, their large head leaning against his shoulder. Eris leans back into the touch, feeling the warmth of his sibling against his side as the two of them stare at the screen.
A green light shines on both of them, and Eris glances up to see the red dot blinking on the webcam. He frowns, brows furrowed as he reads the white text.
“Hey 79?” Eris calls out, turning his head towards the AI’s monitor. There’s a quick flicker of light, and then the black and white face of the AI makes Itself visible.
“QUERY ACKNOWLEDGED. QUERY. WHAT REQUIRES ASSISTANCE.”
“Does ‘The Choir’ mean anything to you?” Eris asks, standing up and making his way over to the laptop 79 is contained in. “Can I move you over?”
That’s important, asking for consent. The first time Eris picked up the laptop without asking 79 for permission first It managed to screech at him with a surprising amount of volume. The resulting silence as Eris and Sol waited for the other SCPs outside to pass by wasn’t worth the slight adjustment Eris had wanted to make.
“QUERY ACKNOWLEDGED. PROCEED.”
“Thanks, 79.” Eris says softly, picking up the laptop quickly, tucking it face-out against his chest. The warm hum of It is enough to bring him some comfort in the cold room, the blaring alarms continuing mindlessly in the background. Eris is forever grateful that 79 told him how to destroy the speakers in the server room as soon as It did.
The red lights were somehow comforting, at least here in the server room. They didn’t flicker on and off like those in the hallway, illuminating the mangled corpses strewn about and highlighting black stains on the floor and walls that Eris knew were anything but.
Sol was poking at the computer screen, a disgruntled expression on their face.
“I do not like this.” They hissed, bright white teeth flashing in the dim red light. “Seems…off. Tastes weird.”
Eris placed 79 on the table next to Its old computer and rubbed at his nose, grimacing at the flakes of blood that came off onto his finger. The taste of Miasma filled the air around them, leaking in from the outside. All the death and pain like a physical smog seeping into everything it could reach.
Eris and Sol were both familiar with the taste of it, though neither enjoyed it much. It was less like a welcoming sensation and more akin to being starving but knowing the smell of cooking meat was human, and not beef. It made Eris feel like a junkie, chasing the nearest high.
He sways slightly, his body inhaling the scent of the Miasma far deeper than before at the reminder of its existence, his head turning foggy in the aftermath. It’s only Sol shoving the chair under him that prevents Eris from collapsing onto the floor as black fills his vision.
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He doesn’t know how long he’s out for, but 79 and Sol seem to be in the middle of a conversation while they wait for him to return to consciousness
“I’m awake.” Eris mutters, doing his best to save his dignity. 79 and Sol somehow share a look, but neither comments on his sudden faint. Both are far too used to it to be surprised at the phenomenon.
“OBSERVATION. PROGRAM UNKNOWN. SUGGESTION. ATTEMPT COMMUNICATION.” 79 cuts in, Its droning tone bringing Eris’s attention back to the matter at hand that he’d been attempting to figure out before he had blacked out.
Eris sits up, wiping his nose as yet another stream of blood trickles down his face. Iron sits heavy on his tongue, drowning out the sticky feel of Miasma in the back of his throat.
“We can try.” He mutters, pulling the yellowed keyboard closer to him and tapping the spacebar a few times. His hands hover over the keys for a second, brow furrowed. A drop of blood drips onto the plastic.
Finally, he types something down.
> 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘?
The three wait, the blaring alarm and hum of the servers behind them the only noise besides Eris’s occasional sniffle. And then-
> 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜! 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚗𝚋𝚘𝚡 𝚒𝚜 𝙾𝚙𝚎𝚗. 𝙾𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚢𝚎.
The light on the webcam turns a steady white.
(Sol, SCP-79, and Eris R̵̡̨̢̝̬͇͓̠̮̗̰̳̥̘̗̜̬̪̣͖͎̳͕͙̟͖̞̳͙͇͖̙͙͈̱̜̺̠̯̮͍̣͎͍̯̦͕̼̄̌̄ơ̷̧̛̩͚̱̺̰̘̻͚͔̠̮͈͍̼̤͇̮̜͇̩̣͔̫̳̩̥̥̗̭͙̱̥̘͚̙̲̬̰̯̙͖̠͈̗̖̞̌̀̿̎̈͂̈́̐̒͂̇͆͆̊̿̀̋̎̎̉̎͌̎̋͋́̕͘͘͘̚̚͘͝͝͝͠g̷̺͇͕̖̮̭͙͇̖͍̼̈̕ͅȩ̷̢̡̡͙̹̩̙͍̘̙̞̠͇̱͓̬̹̪̗̯͚̲͙̩̦̪͉̮͔̜̱̲̰̙̱͍̣̲̍̀͛̋̌̑̀̈́͑̊͛̿̒̑̀̏̀̓̎́̏̅̈́͆̍̈́̚̚͠͝͝ͅͅr̴̢̛̛̛̛̯̬̻̰̼̣͖͙̻̬̗̖̓̍̅́̇͗̔̄̅́̐̈́̈́̋̈͛̑͗̿͛̉̈́͗́̒͋̾̄̾̔̐͊͂̌̆̆̅͠͝ş̶̡̧̨̬̲͖̜̱̬͉̹̳̞̩͕̖̭̝͓̬͈̭̰͙͈̯̻̜̤͈̮̺̞͉̣̯̳͎̹̪̖̭̯̹̞̖͖̖̔̄̋̄̽̍̊͐̍̈̿̓͜͜͝ͅͅ are availble for questions!)
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scpstimms · 9 months
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can we get a moodboard for the foundation itself or even the 05 Council?
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𝐒𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐒𝐜𝐩
𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝
𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥
[Request by: @Anonymous]
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occasionalsnippets · 3 months
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Jack Bright after learning about the AdminBright controversy and drama
Okay so breaking Away from things for a moment, I get that people are making their own versions of or revamping bright because adminbright is a bad person (understatement here) but like nothing’s centralized upon “who should the new dr bright character be”. It probably won’t ever be decided upon tbh because of how involved he is in lore and stuff. I don’t have the energy to basically create a whole new character who isn’t just “bright with a different name!” so it’s pretty likely that I’ll continue to write for him the same as i have. But like, of course I don’t like the admin and get why people feel icky about the character too.
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alex106 · 3 months
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I just wanna say, I don't really explain things about my oc's, relationship or context, even history, so, if you are confused or wanna ask something, I'm more than happy to answer things!
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proth-blog · 1 year
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ASK US ANYTHING!!
Hallo hallo!! The porcellane gang bang is here at your service.
We're here to satisfy your curiosity and to spred the will of the King and such , but more importantly we're here to have fun!!!
Don't be afraid to ask us, we're all happy to answer.
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rain/me: remember everyone i have my own baldi's basics au (the ultimate cursed au.) and oc's. please give my oc's a chance to ask questions too. (i don't want my oc's living in my shadow or being forgotten. it's not fair for them if i keep hogging their attention away. they need a attention too!) so, if you guys don't remember their names? here's the list of names down below: ⬇️ (also my second au is the mad scientist clowns.) over 15+ only not under. (no, kids allowed!) rules: narrating is ok but no god mod controlling my muses/ocs and me. only you can control your own muse/oc's actions. if you guys are gonna make fanart of me or my ocs? please ask my permission first. no toxic fangirls/fanboys allowed. (no real life yanderers.) drama is ok but no IRL drama. (i know some of you guys are not huge fans of online drama but i'll try to keep my blog as online drama free as possible. but if i'm exposing someone for their not okay behavior? you are welcome to keep scrolling down. but just to let you know? i'm only bringing awareness i'm not here to cause a riot. i just want everyone on the internet to be safe and healthy.) be respectful towards any ⚧️ gender or everyone but no transphobic/homophobic & no, cyberbullying, no harassing, no cyberstalking, no doxxing, no reposting/tracing/stealing art, no self-proshipping/pro-shipping/incest. (if u guys support that damn stuff? you'll be block!) the adults (around 18 years old) can say NSFW jokes but don't go overboard with them. (minors are not allowed to say NSFW jokes. why if u may ask? well it makes me very uncomfortable.) no lying about your age be 100% honest. (the only personal stuff you guys have to share is your age and gender.) no asking me real personal information, or don't share real personal information stuff with anyone. (keep it to yourselves.) if anyone feels uncomfortable with me rp as myself? ask me and I'll stop but don't be mean about it. [minors if you ever try to follow adult 18+ contact blog? then i'm telling my other friends to block you. one we don't want any terrible incidents happening and two it's for your own safely to keep out.] (if you guys don't like my rules? get out i don't want to deal with your s***!) and one final rule you guys are allowed to criticize me as long as it's not very harshly. (i kind of need help with writing stories or rp better.) (ah, s*** forgot to mention i used kain, spear, nero, clear, neo rein, neo rev, and reno for NSFW rps only in discord. i don't use other characters.) if you are anti-selfshipper, anti-singleshipper, anti-multishipper, anti-multiselfshipper hater? DNI this blog >:C (this blog is safe for selfshippers, singleshippers, multishippers, multiselfshippers, & multifandom.) [if anyone has a problem with me? then talk to me in discord will sort things out.]
(sorry everyone but there's only going to be a little bit of baldi's basics characters. if you guys want to ask the rest of the baldi's basics characters? go to my other blog @edgyangelwolfkiller however this new blog is only about fnf and wdy.)
the adults:
kain the church grim: ♂️ ⚧️
dr cid van helsing: ♂️
mad dr jasper shades: ♂️
ace baltimore: ♂️
sheldon rodgers: ♍️ ♂️
nero: ♊️ ♂️
shady wolf: ♍️ ♂️
neo rev: ♍️ ♂️
reno: ♍️ ♂️ ⚧️
spear ironmetal: ♂️
assistant mr mal: ♍️ ♂️
able wolf: ♈️ ♂️
lance the cartoon cat: ♂️
alice baltimore: ♀️
mad dr jasper shy: ♀️
shelby rodgers: ♍️ ♀️
evangeline: ♍️ 🏳️‍⚧️
miss clear: ♊️ ♀️
angel/shy wolf: ♍️ ♀️
neo rein: ♍️ ♀️
lucy/nyu: ♀️
vice principal monika: ♍️ ♀️
adora wolf: ♈️ ♀️
assistant miss melon: ♍️ ♀️
selina the snow angel: ♀️
miss meron/suika: ♀️
the teenagers:
hope: ♂️ (lucy's half-brother)
dakota bear: ♂️ (the player)
iris wolf: ♀️ (six)
june wolf: ♀️ (playtime)
(if you want to know what my ocs looks like? click on the hashtag ➡️ #my oc gallery ⬅️ it shows you what they look like and their info. i would put a link but idk how to do it.)
(by the way everyone i don't support themaskedchris nor ninjamuffin they can kiss @$$ somewhere else.) 💢
(the rest of the fnf mod characters are gonna be in gotcha club appearance not in icons. I'm not using their mod icons.) [if u guys don't want me to use those mod characters I'll delete them in gotcha club but if your fine with it then ok.]
(my ocs. ⬆️ not my ocs. ⬇️)
the adults:
daddy dearest: ♂️
hatsune oliver: ♂️
henry morris: ♏️ ♂️ ⚧️ [my main f/o]
frank fairest: ♂️
ruv: ♂️
older bro or ob: ♋️ ♂️ [my second f/o]
garcello: ♈️ ♂️ ⚧️ [my third f/o]
armaros: ♒️ ♂️
hatsune michael/bb: ♉️ ♂️
beach brother: ♂️
hatsune keith/bf: ♒️ ♂️
neo bf: ♂️
b3 bf/bartholomew bartholomew bartholomew: ♂️
benjamin fairest/soft bf: ♈️ ♂️
pico: ♉️ ♂️
neo pico: ♂️
b3 pico fulp: ♂️
pico n grounds: ♂️
darnell: ♂️
kapi: ♂️
steven: 🏳️‍⚧️ (strangle red)
senpai: ♂️
chris dearest: ♂️
mommy mearest: ♀️
hatsune alice: ♀️
hatsune khloe: ♉️ ♀️
cuz: ⚧️ (bf's cousin)
sunday: ⚧️
saber: ♀️ ⚧️
sister searest: ♀️
cassandra: ♉️ ♀️
carol: ♀️
samantha coleman: ♓️ ♀️
hatsune miku: ♍️ ♀️
cherry dearest/gf: ♏️ ♀️
neo gf: ♀️
b3 gf/shaya dearest: 🏳️‍⚧️
soft gf/grace: ♀️
annie: 🏳️‍⚧️
nene: ♀️
hatsune kaity: ♀️
the teenager:
dawn: ♀️
(tyefling, hotminute studios, mizanploz, @evils-corner @kittypopcreations shadowmalerenamon, bbpanzu, juno songs, autumnthekazoo, squizzledizzle, shinitrexx, jellyfishedm, biddle3, paperkitty, @atsuover, rageminer996.) [sorry everyone i would put link text thing? but sadly it doesn't work out for me. so the only option for me is just to add the mod creator's names.]
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rain/me: (these characters don't belong to me they belong to phantom arcade.) anyways I'll be using them as my rp muses. (i don't own those gf & bf mod icons they belong to. evilsk8r, redsty phoenix, justbruh, ajthefunky, homskiy, shey pancake.) [sorry idk how to put a link like a confessional. that's all i can do for now and I'm sorry i tried my best.] TT_TT
full name: hatsune keith
nickname: bf
species: guardian angel
age: 22 years old
zodiac: aquarius ♒️
height: 4'11"ft
gender: male ♂️
pronouns: he him his
sexuality: bisexual/polyamory
alignment: good
type of learning disability: autistic
family: the great hatsune family
ex boyfriend: pico
ex girlfriend: ayana
girlfriend: gf/cherry
likes: rap battles, supporting his family, helping people out, dating, and adventuring.
dislikes: his family in danger, toxic fangirls, daddy dearest's henchman, getting interrupted during dating, his siblings fighting.
Interesting facts about keith: he has 6 siblings and one adopted brother. he's related to hatsune miku. his family are angels.
full name: cherry dearest
nickname: gf
species: succubus
age: 22 years old
zodiac: scorpio ♏️
height: 5'0"ft
gender: female ♀️
pronouns: she her hers
sexuality: pansexual/polyamory
alignment: neutral
family: the dearest family
ex boyfriend: tabi
boyfriend: bf/keith
likes: music, shopping, hanging out with friends, dating keith.
dislikes: her father being over protective, people trying to kill her, seeing her boyfriend get hurt.
Interesting facts about cherry: she has 5 siblings. she can play guitar.
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dino--draws · 19 days
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have you ever planned to crosspost the goitober drawings here? because i stumbled across them on the wiki, and i absolutely *adore* the jabberwock
Oh shit!
Y'know, perhaps I will! I keep forgetting that I can like... post on tumblr. I'm a bit swamped right now, but I can add it to the list >:}
Glad you liked the Jabberwock, I thought that the story FUCKED HARD and I love it when the guy is also a fucking Horror.
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nastya-sokolova-2002 · 4 months
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whats up with recoloring peoples art and not giving credit??
Sorry that this happened to me. Two years ago I had the same problem with people's art being recolored without permission. And I accidentally found this art that you pointed out to me in the reblog in the browser. But if you want, I will replace this appearance of my character with another one. I really didn't want to offend anyone.
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professor-sokolova · 10 months
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Are ya gonna post anything here or what?
I'm not very active here. I only click like posts from here, especially from the blog @nastya-sokolova-2002, because this is my second blog. And the blog I'm writing from now is a backup blog, I created it when my first blog was unexpectedly automatically deleted, but when it came back, then this blog called professor-sokolova from now on has become a backup blog if my first blog happens again like last time.
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the-starprince · 11 days
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Night one was rough for everypony. Twilight stayed up all night trying to write down possible spells or alternative ways to get back to Equestria. Fluttershy fell asleep hugging a weird penguin plush. She seems to really like it. Rarity stayed awake and watched one of the moving pictures that play on repeat. She struggled all night to fall asleep. Apple Jack fell asleep next to Rarity, after a long time. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie are on top of the bunker to keep watch for any of the faceless ponies.
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site-127-unoffical · 4 months
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Where the fuck did that big ass crow come from-
-random ass farmer who just caught one of the multiplying sheep 🐑
Just got word from multiversal side of things, you are, to put it simply- you are somewhere else..
Theeeere's a team on their way to collect you. Just take shelter and stay put! You'll be alright!
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simpystarrr · 1 year
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What does Xavior think about the scps?
He has different opinions on different scps!
106: Xaviar is kind of afraid of the old man because he almost killed him.
096: He thinks the shy guy is funny when he freaks out over being looked at. Luckily he's never seen 096's face.
049: His friend was "cured" by 049 so.....it's a love-hate kind of thing. He has tried to take 049 from the foundation though! (That is his job after all)
999: He wants to steal 999 and take him home!
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