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mongravi · 6 months
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Pookies :333
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satellitesketchbook · 23 days
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A close up of Higgs because 😭😭 I LOVE HIM SO MUCH
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enetriss · 1 year
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✨🌺
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odetolove95 · 2 months
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I have a search suggestion ban on twitter. Ughhhh 😭which is why, I'm sharing my art maximum. As much as I can❤️
Anyways, Cliff Unger, my beloved ❤️
Prints and other stuff on my shop!
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thefoilguy · 1 year
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Higgs from Death Stranding - Aluminum Foil Sculpture  
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ritxuomega · 9 months
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Hi! I'm a Death Stranding enjoyer :) (still playing the story, fucking love Mads's character)
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Freedom
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risendella · 4 months
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reenokqwer · 2 months
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asphudels · 2 years
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sh.
a 40 minute study.
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mongravi · 6 months
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I want him in all ways
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satellitesketchbook · 4 months
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My favorite Higgs sketch from the animatic 👌
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samkuchingdraws · 1 year
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The Climb 1600 x 1920 SketchBook
DEATH STRANDING Fanart
Been a while since I painted DS fanart.
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yunnd3 · 1 year
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yea its cliff unger :]
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thefoilguy · 1 year
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Sam from Death Stranding - Aluminum Foil Sculpture
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voidoutbt · 2 years
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'Eyes of the Pharaohs'
Death stranding fan fiction
MULE oc Cosmic x Higgs.
Warnings: Teasing implied smut, slightly dubious consent.
Artwork illustration by the lovely @samkuchingdraws with thanks! 🖤💛
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There was nothing quite like reading a proper book; the feeling of textured pages beneath the finger tips, the smell of old paper, the weight of the tome. Imformation-hungry eyes scanned the texts and illustrations. Stormy grey irises honed in on one particular picture - an ancient gold death masque, its painted eyes framed with heavy black and blue makeup. The image incurred a mental flashback, a golden skull levitating menacingly, followed by a whimsical voice.
Cosmic dropped the book titled 'History of the Pharaohs' on her lap with a start. The golden face was burned into her retina and her mind. She blinked a few times, before sliding the forbidden text under her pillow. She had procured it from the last haul of cargo the MULES had intercepted. Group leader didn't know she had it. It had been addressed to someone called Peter, but he sure as hell was not going to get it now.
The MULE stood and paced over to an ornate mirror which hung on the side of the tent, another of her prized possessions. She picked up an eye-liner pencil and began to decorate her eyes; Black strokes of kohl under her lower lid, one down at the corner, and one curling into a spiral below - The 'Eye of Horus/Ra'. She looked at her reflection in the aged glass, she looked like one of those Egyptian priestesses that she had read about.
A sudden flash of Chiralium in the mirror caught her off gaurd. She gasped as the masked man appeared directly behind her, dropping her makeup pen. The gold and black pharaoh-alike wrapped one arm across her chest, the other raised to the lipless skull, a finger over the teeth where the lips would have been. She stared wide eyed into the mirror, too afraid to move. A pair of impossibly blue eyes glared back. It was then that she noticed, they too were lined in khol.
A dangerously quiet chuckle echoed in her ear, the hot breath tickling her neck. The hand across her collarbone wrapped long fingers around her throat. Another hand snaked around her waist, dipping downwards and pulling her back against a solid body. 'So he wasn't a phantom', she thought. She could not tear her eyes away from the reflection, her heart racing as the gloved hand slid under her waistband. She swallowed loudly, her breath hitching in her throat with a little whimper as fingers glided over her sensitive parts, teasingly slowly.
The fingers around her throat tightened. A hoarse whisper filled her ear, followed by a deep growl "You're mine..."
Cosmic sat bolt upright in bed with an outcry. Her head was reeling, her heart was pounding, and that felt so real...
She glanced over to the prone form of Franc, who was snoring loudly, sprawled out on his camp bed, clutching a boot like a Teddybear. She panted, trying to decipher what was real. She still throbbed between her legs, and she could still feel the grip around her neck...
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Thank you again for being my proof reader and creating the beautiful Illustration for me @samfrancis94 @samkuchingdraws
Please check out their work!
🖤💛🖤
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