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robotikas · 4 months
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Sister gave me this thing for christmas, my new bastard son, i am now a koupen chan fan.
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deep-dark-fears · 1 month
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Out out, Mister Goofums. A fear submitted by Lauren to Deep Dark Fears - thanks!
You can find original artwork or commission portraits in my shop!
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poltergrease · 1 year
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An oldie but a goodie.
"2D side scrolling horror kids who deserved better" is a long ass name for a club, huh?
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hoaxghost · 5 months
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funniest thing bout the female character rant comic is people reccomending me stuff im already a big fan of
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gay-caveman · 8 months
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venelona · 1 year
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Piece Me Back Together - Chapter 1
After years of being convinced that the Underground and monster were a dream, Frisk is faced with a reality more twisted that she could ever imagine when the Barrier gets broken and monster race is turned into slaves for humans. However, her dimmed determination gets reignited when she sees an old friend and seeks to do everything she can to help him.
In this new year, I present you a Horrortale/Enslavement Frans fanfic! Like all my writings, it's been sitting in my lap for so long that I got tired of trying to make it better and just dropping what I have now!
I have like 10 more chapters written and will probably drop one every week, so I hope you guys enjoy!
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mercurycft · 1 month
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𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 — 𝐆𝐒 . 𝐋𝐖 . 𝐊𝐖
## georgia, leah & keira !!
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Hello everyone! I hope you enjoy this! I’ve missed writing over the last crazy weeks, i’m getting through all my messages & requests now! More parts of this to come! Thank you! Love always - RGx
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When Keira and Georgia first met, they were in school. Fifteen and wrapped in blazers that were at the very least a size too big, hanging down by their waists and protruding from their shoulders.
The pair weren’t totally unfamiliar, sharing a group of mutual friends - more specifically, Leah, who would throw their names around in conversations.
Leah had lived five minutes from Georgia practically since they were born. they spent years kicking about on the field outside Georgia’s house, seeing each other through years of school and friendship. That was until year seven found them both in different schools at different ends of the town - but somehow, through the mess of puberty and British secondary school, they never lost touch. instead opting for a weekly kick about on a Tuesday, which usually ended in a mess of laughter. The type of laughter that's silent and pure joyous, the kind that makes you hold your nose and cross your legs. most importantly, it worked.
Leah and Keira however, had met on the third day of year seven. football tryouts, obviously. Leah striking up a conversation about Keira’s boots, and helping her to tie the ridiculously long laces. They both made the team and made an even better pair. Keira, despite her small frame, dominated the mid field. Leah, with her big aspirations and an even bigger mouth, dominated the defence. They would scream across the field, calling to each other after a good pass and swearing under their breaths when the ball came off their feet in an unintended direction. It started at after-school practice, then lunch, then the days seemed to fall into weeks, then into months, then into years until their meeting became a soft memory of them.
It was the final day of school before May half-term, a Friday. It was still warm and light out, the sun still standing her ground as four o’clock rolled around and the final bell rang through the grounds. At the sound, Keira and Leah hurried to shove their belongings and clothes back into their kit bags - disregarding the need to actually remove either of their football kits and instead just slipping their blazer over the top.
The pair still slightly red in the face and breathing deeply as they sifted through the crowd in the common area, weaving through the bodies and towards the gates - arms linked and followed by a small group of other girls who they shared a pitch with.
Georgia’s day had finished earlier, her school day ending in a blur. At lunchtime, her phone buzzed in her blazer pocket. A text from Leah asking Georgia if she wanted to play in a friendly five-a-side match with some of the girls from her team. though she said it in far fewer words, something along the lines of. ‘g!!! five-a-side on the field tonight!! meet me from school, I’ll introduce u to the girls. love u x’ and that was that.
Georgia was already outside the gates by the time the bell rang, headphones in and looking down at her phone. She had her kit on too, beneath her blazer. A backpack slung over her shoulder and hanging low on her back, it was full to the brim - most likely with her uniform scrunched and shoved in amongst the books.
When Leah, Keira and the other football girls had finally managed to break out of the crowd and through the gates - Leah called out and pulled the group in Georgia's direction, spotting the girl standing hunched against the wall. Once she was close enough to be noticed, Georgia removed her headphones and pulled Leah into a side hug and laughed when they collided.
"You're sweaty get off!" She laughed, nudging Leah away playfully and turning her attention to the rest of the girls. "I'm Georgia! it's lovely to meet you!"
Before Keira could reply she was being hugged, smiling at the unexpected contact and letting out a loose laugh as the group errupted into harmonizing laughs when leah called from ahead of them.
"She's a hugger girls!"
They all finished their greetings, exchanging names and 'How are you's before they started to move away from the school. The walk to the field wasn't far at all, maybe 15 minutes and Georgia seemed to fit straight into the crowd. Laughing and joking with everyone, making sure they were all equally included.
After five minutes though, Georgia and Keira had managed to drift away from the other girls. Stood in a two behind the group, laughing and talking about football. they shared their favourite players and discussed matches they had been to, each of them excited at the presence of a new ear to chew off. they shared embarrassing football moments and silly cards they had received. This continued until they had reached their destination, still chatting as they threw their bags onto the grass and began marking their 'goalposts.'
It felt strange to Keira, it had never been easy for her to make new friends. But weirdly, it didn't feel like she was making a new friend in Georgia. Instead, it was as if they had been friends for years.
The match was fun, full of laughter and cheers. By the time they had finished up, the other girls had said their goodbyes and made their way home. leaving Leah, Georgia and Keira alone on the grass. they sat there for a while, laughing and talking until they had to leave. accompanying each other on the walk home, where Keira made sure to take Georgia's number to stay in touch.
They spoke every day.
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Keira had never felt this way about a group of people before, or honestly about anyone at all. She wasn't a sociable child and that wasn't a trait she really ever grew out of - but with Leah and Georgia, her ability (or lack thereof) to make friends seemed to wither away.
The first time they spent the day as just a trio was in the summer. It was hot, with little breeze to put them out of their misery. Sprawled out on a pitch of grass by the stone beach, which was far too hot and crowded to even think about finding a spot. But laying on mismatched towels beside each other and sharing a big bag of doritos was enough for them.
The group stayed like that for hours, laid on their towels and sharing the snacks that Georgia had provided. They laughed until their ribs hurt, and kicked a ball about until they were sure their knees would buckle.
The day was slowly slipping away, the sun now drifting below the horizon and a chill settling into the air. At the now lack of heat, the girls concluded it was time to walk home.
They walked together, sharing a bottle of water and stopping every few yards in fits of laughter. The walk would usually take 15 minutes, but between them, they had managed to extend the walk to 45.
Georgia and Leah decided to walk Keira home first, considering she lived closer and they wouldn't want her to walk even a street's length alone. They escorted her right up to the front door, sharing a hug and a passing kiss on the cheek before saying their final goodbyes.
Keira watched them walk away from her house through the window next to the door, smiling absentmindedly as they faded from view. Watching Leah's ponytail swing as she shook her head, presumably at some stupid comment Georgia had made, Keira couldn't help by stifle a small and breathy laugh from her lips.
"This is it." she thought briefly. these were her people.
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Almost a year later and they were still as close as ever. Spending evenings after school and spare time on the weekends as a trio. whether that be in town, or at each other's houses.
On this day, however, they sat on a small patch of grass behind Georgia's house. All three of them adorned in mismatched football kits their parents had strung together. They sat in silence for a minute or two, heaving for breath as they lay sprawled out after an all too intense round of quickfire penalties.
In this silence Keira lay fidgeting with the blades of grass beside her, twisting them between her fingers and ripping them from the ground. She knew she could tell them anything. They would never judge, just listen. So she was confused as to why an anxious fire began to spread through her stomach, around her limbs and across the back of her neck as she sat up in the grass and turned her body to face the pair head-on.
Georgia was the first to notice the look on Keira's face, raising herself to rest on her elbows with her eyebrows furrowed. "Kei? What's wrong?"
Leah sat up next, removing her arm from across her face and moving to face Keira as well. "You okay?" She whispered softly.
Keira was silent for a few beats, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes before she started speaking. "I need to tell you both something and I don't want you to think of me any differently and I don't want you to not want to talk to me or hang around with me anymore and I just-"
"Keira, woah, slow down." Leah was always logical, but she was also fiercely caring. She placed her hand gently atop of Keira's on the grass. "Slow down, nothing you could ever say will ever make us not want to speak to you!"
"Yeah Kei, never." Georgia iterated, smiling.
"I like girls." She whispered. Looking down at the grass beneath her, avoiding the eyes now fixated on her. It was silent between the group for a minute before Georgia spoke up.
"You're still Keira."
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bobbiflekmann · 2 months
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friskxsansship · 4 months
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SECRET SANTA (@secretsantafrans) FOR @cjhern1109! Also fit the @frans-monthly prompt in there lol.
The story behind this is that I was trying really hard to come up with an idea for a frans picture. Cjhern didn't specify what she wanted, so it was up to me to decide! I filled an entire sketchbook page full of ideas, but couldn't find one I liked enough... Till I had the brilliant idea of just, uh, coloring all of them XD
I was heavily inspired by @ttoba's old Undertale drawings. I've held them close to my heart for many years, and I'm SO proud that after years and years of practice I've finally learnt how to draw like them!
comments are highly appreciated (no pressure though), since I worked really hard on this! I'm so proud of myself.
ALSO ALSO, I've recorded me drawing two of these! My friends wanted to see the process, so now you can too ^_^
The link goes to youtube, but you can watch it here if you prefer.
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laltyxd · 1 month
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Feliz pascua gente :D
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rithmeres · 7 months
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on a mountain of their corpses i stand.
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robotikas · 2 months
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2/3
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deep-dark-fears · 1 year
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Hi folks, it’s been a while. Here’s a fear submitted by Achintha to deepdarkfears.com/submit - thank you! Looking for a holiday gift for the friendly weirdos in your life? You can find original artwork in my Etsy store! CLICK HERE to check ‘em out. Thanks!
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arthistoryanimalia · 10 months
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It’s #CapybaraAppreciationDay!
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Frans Post (Dutch, 1612–1680) View of the Rio São Francisco Brazil with Fort Maurits and a Capybara, 1639 oil on canvas Musée du Louvre
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closeup of the capybara
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nexttopbadbitch · 2 years
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Fran Drescher’s cute red carpet looks
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0what-a-guy0 · 2 months
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more sketches of my otp
I think that forth one was inspired by a drawing from momoishy (I can’t remember how to spell it >_<)that I saw in like idk 2018.
So credit to them!!
I like to imagine there was a day sans realized that he could start trying again. He wouldn’t have it taken away and restarted and he started to actually smile. Idk I see a lot of angsty art with him and I am more fluff oriented.
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Anyway FRANS!!!
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