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#hope is for fools
spaceoutdreamer · 2 years
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Past Self's disappointment and Current Self's nightmare
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lambment · 2 months
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request: "What do your bishops look like and how does the lamb think of them?"
I haven’t decided (or started) on designs yet. As for my lambs opinion, they process everything through humour, I would say this is their surface level opinion on the bishops. There’s obviously the deeper-seated issues they have w them tho.
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onixiage · 23 days
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woaaaah guys check out this totally official trigun art
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atidingofmagpies · 2 months
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It's very funny to see people making big theories out of the names in Protocol (especially Celia) because like.. we all listened to TMA, didn't we? We all listened to The Podcast of a Million Michaels, right? Jonathan Sims playing his original character, Jonathan Sims? Have you forgotten our history so soon?
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bklily · 23 days
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What a good prank guys!! He's truly the fool of April!!!!
Bonus: I'd love to see a plot in Season 6 where Felix and Marinette have to find increasingly insane ways to break the news to Adrien about everything he's in the dark for.
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coldbycrossfade · 6 months
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MAN THAT REALLY COLORS THIS RESPONSE IN THIS CONVERSATION SO DIFFERENTLY FOR ME
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zephyrchama · 23 days
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You're wrapped up in a cocoon of blankets, warm and safe in your plush bed at the House of Lamentation. Your eyelids are heavy and you're tuckered out from another long day of devilsitting. The comfort and quiet feels amazing, and you're dozing off to sleep as the clock strikes midnight.
A grandfather clock in one of the manor's many distant hallways chimes to mark the occasion. Twelve reverberating rings.
And then a squeak.
You brush it off as part of a dream, or maybe you're so tired you're imagining things. Maybe someone passing by stepped on a sqeauky floorboard.
Two more muffled squeaks. Your eyelids flutter. It couldn't be a mouse, not after the thrashing Barbatos gave everyone last time the house got infested. You hear it a forth time, but decide the problem can wait until morning, if it's still around by then.
Another squeak, and an undeniable scream. Is that Asmodeus? This time your eyes are wide open and you jolt up. The squeaks are getting louder, and more frequent. You hear a scuffle happening downstairs, like things are being thrown about. Is the house under attack?
Nobody's come to get you. If there was any danger, one of the brothers would be at your doorstep in a heartbeat. The fact that they aren't fills you with a heavy anxiety.
The ground shudders and you hear Leviathan's scream. You're out of bed, grabbing the first solid thing you see for self-defense. Plates are crashing, you can't tell when one squeak stops and another begins. Is it safe to leave the room? What in the world is happening?
Your D.D.D. is quietly charging and shows no new notifications. Hesitantly, you open the bedroom door and step out into the hall.
The air smells like smoke and curses. The squeaking and shouting is so much louder. You hear Satan and Lucifer roaring as if engulfed in a fierce battle. They might need your help!
You run down the stairs. Mammon is strewn out on the bottom step, and you almost kick him in your haste.
"Mammon! What's happening?" You shakily try to hoist him up.
"They got me..." he rattles. "Can't... there's too many..." He's breathing so hard, he can hardly speak. Only stare towards the horror that awaits.
You pass Beelzebub and Belphegor hiding behind an upturned table. They're holding something, but you can't make it out in the dark. "Don't do it," they hiss, but the squeaking is too loud to hear them. They look like they've sustained heavy injuries too.
You sully forth. Leviathan is unconscious, having been thrown into a shelf. You rush to inspect him. He's covered in... paw marks? His hand is tightly gripped around a charred stick-like object.
You hardly even recognized poor Asmodeus laying feet away, covered in glass shards. He is not going to be happy about the state of his face when he wakes up.
A small explosion makes you jump, and you run into the living room. You thought you were prepared for anything. Your adrenaline is pumping, magic ready at your fingertips.
Lucifer and Satan are in the midst of a legendary battle. They're holding paws on sticks and fiercely booping each other, causing the sticks to squeak loudly with every impact. Satan laughs maniacally, charging towards Lucifer head-on as Lucifer parries magnificently.
What? What is going on?
"What's happening?"
The squeaking is so loud you can't even think straight. There are small fires everywhere. You side-step just in time to avoid a brick falling from the ceiling. Lucifer is so fast that your eyes can't keep up. You only see the afterimage of Satan's tail as he bounces off the walls with unrestrained murderous intent, sending more debris your way.
"Stop! Right! Now!" You yell with every fiber of your being.
The twins probably keeled over from the intensity of your pact command, too, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Lucifer and Satan tumble to the ground, stunned.
"When did you get there?" Satan's voice is shaky, almost overly excited.
"How long have you been there?" Lucifer asks. He sounds more surprised and concerned. Satan seizes this chance to boop him in the ear and Lucifer glares at him murderously.
"What's happening?" You repeat. The living room and surrounding areas are in shambles. The two people who usually have it together are embroiled in a crazy battle in the middle of the night, wielding squeaky paw sticks.
Lucifer and Satan boop each other simultaneously. "He started it."
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linterteatime · 26 days
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Greenpath enemies! Im going to go by each area for each post for the common enemies :]
More gijinkas here!
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chernozemm · 1 month
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I know fandom tends to give Crowley any body mods for maximum Edge but hear me out. Our favourite Mr. Tactile, the incorrigible Mr. Hedonist, the one and only Mr. A.Z. Fell would a hundred percent do it for the thrill, for the human feel of it and so he has another thing to fidget with and feel.
But oh, what is happening off-screen? Check it out
And if you want to tip me, I also have a Ko-Fi ❤️
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emil1863 · 23 days
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WRONG.
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gaytedlasso · 1 year
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✨ Happy 10th anniversary Mishapocalypse ✨
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lambment · 1 month
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noticed something LOL
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coulsart · 7 months
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@venomous-qwille The opulence! The excess!
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channnel · 3 months
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Cw: Blood 🩸
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"don't turn a blind eye"
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ruinationz · 9 months
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what's a good kid like you doing in a place like this?
it's another fucking album redraw. ueah baybee these jokes are scary as shit
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