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#but I’d encourage it
asmoreous · 7 months
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Craving someone soft and comfy
- “Baby have you eaten today? Let me order us some pizza or make you some soup!”
- “Aweee honey you look so cute eating!”
- “Don’t worry darling, I’ll rub your tummy to help you feel better.”
- “I know you just finished dinner but I made some cookies for you to eat while you play your games tonight :)”
- “Honey come here I need to cuddle my big teddy bear <3”
- “You’re getting so big baby!”
- “I know your feeling full, but I have some desert for you if you’d like!”
- “I brought some snacks for the road incase you get hungry!”
- “you look practically starved! Can I get you something to munch on?”
-“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you tonight.”
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mannerfeind-moving · 7 months
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can we stop using a legitimate fucking brain condition to mean stupid. “smoothbrain” is an actual fucking disorder, called lissencephaly.
the life expectancy for this disorder is extremely short, many people with it never reach ten years old, and the oldest only made it to thirty.
an intellectual disability does not equal stupid, and someone’s worth should not be determined by how “smart” they are to you or society. disabled people are not a joke.
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Sona drawings I don’t think I’ve posted yet
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Also bonus cats that I don’t know what possessed me to draw lmao
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lokiiied · 1 year
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YOU KNOW WHAT?!? i miss dr. sharon!!! she would have gotten everyone’s shit together and told roy to stop suppressing his urges to fuck jamie tartt & misdirecting it as anger towards him and just act on it lol.
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archersartcorner · 2 months
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Back in Far Harbor gang… I get they probably didn’t want to extend a cutscene where the player had no control out too long, but I do wish in the Acadia meeting that you can eavesdrop on they brought up Nick 😭 but they do Not so here’s me making up scenarios. The Usual. 😏
#my art#described#fallout 4#dima#fallout 4 dima#nick valentine#also like the idea that Nick & Dima have internal fans and when they get Super Emotional u just hear WRRRRRRRRRRRRRR WHDBDJ#also playing with the idea that po is a psyker/has a ‘sight’ equivalent that’s. essentially just in-game save-scumming LMAO#rly hoping that’s not an idea I’m accidentally stealing from someone. PLS lemme know if someone else has used that and I just Forgot 😭#but ye essentially when faced with the more decisive moments. Po might just pass out and ‘experience’ all of the options -#- (akin to garnets future vision in SU I’d say!) and that helps him determine the best path forward#thought sometimes when it’s a smaller decision he doesn’t pass out. just experiences some light fatigue and then -#- ‘oh ya btw that trunk is trapped. yea you’ll get blowed up if you just open it.’ ‘…. well thanks for relaying that .0001 seconds before-#-I opened it PO.’#but anyway. all that to say that’s what Nick’s referring to when he said po probably ‘saw’ it and then encouraged the path#po meanwhile is upstairs looking through faraday’s diary - I mean uhhhhhhhhhh the other secret stuff. def not his diary#anyway. DiMA’s not biological but there is an importance to him to him and Nick’s relationship. he’s stupid protective of Nick -#- who probably doesn’t appreciate being the ‘little’ brother all that much. but that’s just how DiMA’s rationalized their ‘roles’#I just like em hehe
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vigilskeep · 4 months
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i actually really like modding morrigan’s dao outfit into practical warm gear and then leaving her dai outfit as vanilla. the implications about what’s changed are fun and also it’s just a power move to start dressing like that in your 30s
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silly-calf · 3 months
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I think bigger tits would fix all of my problems
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shima-draws · 7 months
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It’s a shame we won’t see Kieran or Ash interact in the anime. I would’ve loved to see how the Kitakami story plays with him and Pikachu there
If Ash were involved there’s a 0% chance Kieran would undergo a villain arc lmao
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theoppositeofprofound · 6 months
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k1ranishf4 · 6 months
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Every time I go through Con O’Neill’s insta story, I lose half of my life like in Minecraft
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bleue-flora · 2 months
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Yo! Just noticed it’s the anniversary of when I finished my second fanfic Dreamcatcher, which is the work I actually started to lean into writing fanfiction (since my first work I really just wrote for myself before being encouraged to share it).
So, in honor of that, here is some of the original second nightmare which was actually written from Dream’s pov before I ended up changing it to Punz’s.
TRIGGER WARNINGS: Referenced Torture, Blood, Death, Injuries, Profanity.
Dream is wet and panting, in a puddle of watery red flowing into an equally crimson pond to his side, where the non diluted liquid gets thicker.
There’s white fur stuck in it as the body of a dog, slashed to bits lies there next to him. Both sitting in the despairing silence of the box.
Tears form in the corners of his eyes and his vision gets blurry, but he doesn’t let them fall. He just exhales.
Why does everything die around him? Why does everything he dare to care a smidge about get taken from him?
As if to follow his thoughts, the white turns to black. The fluffy bloodied dog shifts into a cat that’s long since stopped breathing. Dream turns his head, and faintly smirks at the sight of the additional body sprawled out on the floor next to him.
He mutters to the corpse under his breath, rolling his eyes, “To be fair, you were being a bitch. Like don’t blame me, you know you d—deserved it… I mean I lasted like—how long before beating your head in? That’s pretty impressive—pretty fucking impressive, you know.”
Tommy’s unmoving body doesn’t respond, just stays there, unmoving and uncharacteristically quiet. His face swollen and bruised, not unlike the innocent cat he beat to death.
Then his body evaporates and Dream finds himself in a new room, accented with black walls and bedrock. It’s detail is perfectly ominous like he wanted.
He’s kneeling, unguarded by armor with an audience of people surrounding him. His heart beats rapidly threatening to burst out of his chest at the danger. But he ignores it.
Indignant, Tommy rips off the mask that always covers his face. Exposing his pale skin to the cool air and the venomously judging faces.
Despite the frustration at his denial of privacy, he doesn’t so much as dignify it with a flinch. It was expected. He was ready. He’s not about to show weakness in front of a crowd.
They are silent as the axe lands, and lands again before lady death finally embraces him.
They are silent as the sword finds its place in his chest and he falls to the ground, bleeding out into the cold stone beneath him.
It’s ok. He knew this would happen. It was expected, it was planned. He didn’t know they’d kill him twice, but it’s fine.
On one life, he makes his way back down with sharp pain running through his veins. Somehow it seems duller than the pain in the prison cell, though it can’t have been less excruciating.
Tommy once again stands above him savagely firing arrows away. As they pierce his flesh and bone, he searches the cold faces around him and listens intently, hoping to hear one sound of objection to his approaching final death.
Surely, someone will say something, right? Surely, someone will oppose his final death, right? Surely, they woundn’t let Tommy kill him off in cold blood. Would they?
But there’s nothing from them. Absolutely nothing. Standing there, dripping in blood, he feels his heart entirely disintegrate into nothing. Leaving only a hollow emptiness in its wake.
Then suddenly he’s freezing from more than just death and despondency. He’s surrounded by ice. Their pillars, tall and sharp, casting the land in a pointed terrain. Despite the bone chilling air and his frozen insides, he stands, planted to the ground, looking at a sign pinned to the glacier. The wood marking the death of his parrot that travelled so far only to die there.
A deep sigh is released from his lungs and the scene smears into broad strokes of colors. Until a well known bleak room encases him in lava and obsidian again.
Sitting there with nothing but the annoying sounds of the prison to keep him company, he wonders if he’s always destined to lose everything. Was it always going to end up like this? Was he always going to end up alone?
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higheldertala · 9 months
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mr dhawan please i am not mentally stable enough for this
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gaycrittercentral · 11 months
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Just a random question-
Why is your art so good pfft- ok heres real one-
What are your thoughts on a Sam&Max Au where Sam gets injured? Totally doesnt have an au with this premise...
SCREECH ?????? 💕💖💕💖💕 awww thank you that’s awful sweet!! ^^ it’s bc I’m gay and I’ve been hyperfixating on them for like 2 years lmaooooooo
OOOOH aus where Sam gets injured…I love me a good hurt/comfort thing, let’s see what I’ve got kickin around in my piles of vague aus and fic beginnings eehehhee
Blegh having just perused my options I have come up with a disturbing lack of fitting scenarios >:( why haven’t I done this!! Closest I’ve got is a goofy little Titanic au I drafted up after seeing it for the first time like a year ago and deciding that what Rose really needs, instead of a boyfriend, is a couple of chaos dads to encourage her to leave her shitty situation and be a goblin lmaooooo. I had Sam almost freeze to death in it but I couldn’t actually kill him bc I’m a soft bastard at heart :p so if anyone’s interested in that I could drop a link to it hhhdgsjdhdhd, I think it turned out pretty funny teehee
WAIT WAIT I JUST FOUND THIS IN MY SKETCHES THIS KINDA FITS (tw blood?)
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Poor Max. He was really looking forward to how cool that’d look lmaooo
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spineless-lobster · 1 year
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Fun fact: Nylon was used during the WWII for various things including making parachutes, thus many women donated their newly-invented nylon stockings while the military commandeered the rest of production
I’m sure these pair are being used for a great cause
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corpsepng · 4 months
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ajokeformur-ray · 3 months
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I once again have so much studying to do that I am afraid to even try. I know myself well enough to know that what I’m feeling right now is a warning sign, but there’s nothing I can do about it. I have to just ignore myself and get it done.💔
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