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hyunchanz · 17 days
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SKZ :: ASEA THE GRAND PRIZE
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abstraction-clangen · 17 days
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Individual frames for those curious btw. I’m actually intrigued by the ant imagery,,, and the sugar eating ants???
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Probably Muto's car is the Mercedes Benz 190e 2.3 without the airfol 🤓☝️
Idk how you managed to figure that out but they have similar shapes so sure we'll go with that
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lillified · 1 month
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i can’t believe i only just noticed this, but on your art of shockwave and starscream where they’re smiling for a picture, is the caption a reference to goodnight punpun?
yes it is! I think you’re the first person on here who noticed it—I didn’t expect people to recognize it in fairness lol
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winchester-reload · 11 months
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oh, darn. I hate when this happens. Maybe next time, nonny.
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dovewingkinnie · 1 year
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16 seconds into the springbonnie animation!!! a little over 3 minutes left... spring reminded me of death from puss in boots in this animation so i drew this
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nrmtenjoyer · 6 months
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Jake has the best one liners in the show
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kazeofthemagun · 4 months
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@8radicaldragon8
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goldenpinof · 3 months
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and yet again, bullying worked
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tythezawmbieslayer · 2 months
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TW: RECOVERING ADDICT, SUBSTANCE ABUSE
Look how big my pupils are and how tired I looked. Benadryl can kill you, and it could’ve killed me.
Say no to drugs.
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greenskellyblob · 26 days
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🐾🐾🐾🐾The paw badges are kitty prints left behind in cured cement 🐾🐾🐾🐾
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This is my first artfight and today I drew like 7 attacks, that's the most I have ever drawn in a single day I'm feeling very hype :3 !!!
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kply-industries · 1 year
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breakfastteatime · 2 years
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Shout out to Cal Kestis who resisted the urge to grow his hair out after being knighted 👍
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jamisonwritestf2trash · 6 months
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part 6!!! get ready for a heapload of angst. hhehe :3 sorry if the german is butchered im tired lolol
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Jacques Murnau was born into the extremely wealthy Murnau family in Paris, France, on August 25th, 1921. He had two elder sisters and an elder brother. But his family was not an ordinary family. Both of his parents were experts in espionage, and from a young age, Jacques learned how to be a spy. His family regularly held competetions and held events within the family to see who was the best spy in the Murnau family.
Jacques won every single time.
When he was only 14, he entered real espionage for the first time, and recieved his first contract: Kill the CEO of a corrupt company.
It took him only two days to track down and murder the CEO. He was paid handsomely. His family was pleased, but his elder siblings became jealous of his natural ease with being a spy. His eldest sister, Marie, tried to kill him on numerous occassions. Jacques assumed it was just his parent's testing him, and easily beat her every time, telling her to practice her technique.
In 1939, when he was 19, he met a girl named Paulette, and started seeing her without telling his parents. They found out about this affair, and sent Marie to kill Paulette.
Jacques killed Marie in an angry rage. And then his two elder siblings, and then his parents.
When the anger faded and reality set in, Jacques became horrified at what he had done and fled from France, burning the Murnau Manor behind him, and went to America for a fresh start as a corporate spy and double agent.
He met a woman named Heather Murnau in 1940, and began dating her. In 1941, married, then welcomed their son, Jeremy, into the world. All was well.
Until the paranoia started to set in.
Jacqued became afraid. Afraid that somehow, the past would repeat itself. Another member of the Murnau family would take his new family away. He tried to tell himself he was just being paranoid, but the paranoia kept growing. And finally, in the middle of the night, Jacques abandoned his family. He burned all the photos that Heather had of him (except a select few that he hid in his suitcase), burned the clothes and other belongings that didn't fit, and ran.
He travelled across the country after that, trying to forget about Heather and Jeremy. And for a long time, he was able to. He returned to taking mercenary missions as a spy, and rebuilt his wealth over time.
Until he took a contract from Mann Co, and found his son again.
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Scout can hear people arguing. It sounds like they're underwater. Where am I? He opens his eyes, only to be blinded by the white, bright lights.
A hospital? The last thing he can remember is the sound of a car horn.
"Oh! He's waking up!" A familiar voice with a German accent says.
Oh. He's back in the base. Memories flood back in like a water from a broken dam.
Spy. The locket. The mask. His father. The fire.
"Scout?" Medic shakes him lightly. "Are you okay?"
"Jeremy." Spy's voice is like a knife stabbing Scout in the heart. "Jeremy, wake up."
Scout forces his eyes open again. Medic has dimmed the lights, and looking at him, Scout sees Archimedes sitting on his shoulder. The bird flutters down and lands on Scout's chest.
"Welcome back to the land of the living, mein fruend. You've been out for a bit." Medic smiles. Scout doesn't.
"Scout." Spy puts his hand on the edge of the bed. Scout looks at it, then looks away.
"I don't wanna talk to ya." Scout growls. Medic looks at Spy, and Scout hears the Frenchman sigh.
"Scout, please." Spy tries again, but Scout ignores him. "It's about your mother."
The last part stuns Scout, and he finally looks at Spy. And is horrified. Spy doesn't look like Spy. He looks tired and sad, and he isn't wearing his mask. Or his fancy suit coat. Or gloves.
"Wh- What?" Scout looks at Spy, swallowing the lump in his throat.
"Your mother died. Jonah's en route to the base." Spy's voice is quieter than Scout had ever heard it.
Ma's dead.
"She can't be dead. She can't be! She's only 49! She's too young ta die!" Scout protests, staring at Spy in anger. Medic and Spy stare at each other silently.
"Strokes can happen to anyone, regardless of age." Medic explains calmly. "Your mother had one and died."
Scout's vision blurs. Why's it blurry? What happened? He wants to go home. He wants to go back to Boston. He wants to open the front door of the housr and smell Ma's cookies.
Scout's older siblings always called him a stupid crybaby. That's how he feels now, like a stupid crybaby, sobbing in front of Medic and Spy. Crying, unable to control himself, angry at the world. At everything.
Spy hugs him. A wordless action that speaks so much it stuns Scout for a moment.
Spy hates hugs. And he hates people that cry. He always says tears ruin his suit.
But now it seems he doesn't care about his suit anymore. There's only one thing in the world he cares about more than anything right now: his son.
Scout had been so very wrong. And that just makes him feel worse. Spy loved his ma, too, Scout knows now.
He kept the wedding ring on underneath his gloves.
Scout always wanted a father. It's never too late to find one. And now, he's found his father.
He can't ask for anything else.
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Anyways
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groovyfandomhuman · 1 month
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Good morning, but also look.
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:)
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