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cmishwrites · 4 months

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Brahmin… inside RedRocket…

How????

#fo4 #brahmin #oh bethesda #how tf did it get in there??

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ebonyheartnet · 4 months

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-Recording begins-

Spider-Man: Hi folks! I’d like to give a PSA to my usual villains, and anyone else with ideas for the next two months.

Spider-Man: *holds up a brick sized lump of metal* See this? It’s titanium!

Spider-Man: *starts flattening it out and shaping it*

Spider-Man: See, we all know that I’m crazy strong, but I never wanna really hurt anybody right? Right. While that hasn’t changed, something very important does right around this time of year.

Spider-Man: *pulls off a glove and pulls a chunk into a long stem with his nails carving lines for added texture*

Spider-Man: See, this is what we like to call exam season. Anybody who knows anything about college can tell you that it drives people up the wall, and I already climb mine when I’m antsy.

Spider-Man: *starts winding the thin sheet around the stem, delicately crimping petals in place*

Spider-Man: I do wanna be clear that this isn’t a threat, okay? I’m still not interested in crossing the line, which brings me to my point.

Spider-Man: *throws the titanium rose at the brick wall behind him, stem first, and embeds it all the way through*

Spider-Man: /That/ was restrained because I could focus enough to have full control. If I’m extremely tired or otherwise distracted, there’s just as much risk of me slipping up as someone operating heavy machinery. I’m probably not going to remember what sleep is for two whole months, so remember!

Spider-Man: *pulls out a brick and snaps it like a cookie*

Peter fucking Parker: Don’t.

#peter b parker #peter parker #ebony writes the thing #word girl #how tf did I forget to tag that smh #into the spider verse #also forgot to tag THAT ffs 🤦🏽#anyways. Miles and the other spider stumbled upon recordings of college!Peter B Parker. and uh.#this man is getting dragged across the multiverse lol. but he did in fact Ace his exams.

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threateningwatercress · 7 days

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CW: blood/gore!!!!

doodles of this absolute critter

#digital art #artists on tumblr #my art #fanart #tf2 pyro #tf2 engineer #cw blood #cw gore #where tf did he get that #they mean well I swear guys #she just wants to show their friends how much he loves them!!!!!

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st33le · 2 years

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They’re getting a divorce lol

I would have added Darius’s penstigram but idk if he has a canon one lol

#the owl house #alador blight #odalia blight #kikimora #toh alador #TOH #toh odalia #toh kikimora #my art #I’m gonna draw Darius and alador soon I promise #last episode was too funny not to make this #toh s2 e20 #spoilers? not really #how tf did this get 20k #thank you for the 20k ; w; /srs

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da-birb-writes-sometimes · 6 months

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OMG SAW UR ASKS WERE OPEN AND I RAN SO FAST HFJDJSBS

Anyways ok so imagine *trips over my own feet* imagine uhm baking cookies *stumbling* baking cookies with Lilia:3

No pressure ofc! I hope u will enjoy writing this if u do! And make sure to drink after and take care of urself!

Flour Belongs In The Cookies; Lilia Vanrouge

Content; Gender-neutral reader, fluff, some pining

Word Count; 650+

Author's Note; Cloudy, you do know how bad his cooking is, right? Besides that, I hope you enjoy what I did with this little prompt!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

You knew full well going into this that Lilia … wasn’t the best person to leave around food. Well, you didn’t know to the full extent how ‘bad’, ‘revolting’, and ‘utterly cursed’ he was according to his dormmates (and adoptive family? Still trying to wrap your head around that one, to be honest).

Yet, as you were both adding ingredients to the batch of cookies you were making, he had done nothing to tamper with the recipe or mess up by accident. Perhaps Silver, Sebek and Malleus were just overexaggerating it? Lilia has been completely fine, a great helper even!

“So,” you cleared your throat, breaking the quiet (which was both comfortable yet awkward). “Why did you want to bake cookies with me? Not that I mind, just curious is all.”

Lilia looked up from the wet and dry ingredients he was combining and offered you a cheeky smile with a wink. “Hmm, do I need a reason to do so,” he breathed with a silent chuckle, sneaking some of the raw dough into his mouth.

You tutted, taking the bowl away from him. “I don’t need you getting sick from eating that now–”

But your attempt at lecturing was silenced by a small puff of flour being slapped gently on your cheek; a white handprint now on it. “RUDE!”

Lilia was having a good old laugh, from either getting flour on you, the shocked expression on your face, or a combination of the two (knowing him, it was bound to be the last one). He was actually getting pink in the face because of it; was he even taking breaks from laughing to breathe???

“Ah, lighten up! Plus,” he paused and covered your hand in flour and gently slapped it on his cheek, “there, we match now.”

His magenta eyes were twinkling with mischief and you found yourself gently shaking your head and chuckling. Sighing, you picked up some flour with your hands and made it look like you were just going to cover the countertop with it, but you swerved, and slapped it into Lilia’s hair.

Lilia coughed, and rubbed at his eyes, trying to get the flour out of his eyes, but once he opened them again, you were gone. So we’re playing games now? But he just wheezed in delight and gave chase, a cup full of flour on hand so he could repay the favour. After all, since you both had matching handprints on your cheeks, you deserved to be bestowed some flour on your head.

“And here you were saying it was rude of me for that first move,” he called out into the dorm. They couldn’t have gotten far now.

He heard the curtains ruffle, and he floated over, not making a sound.

Peaking oh so carefully behind the curtains, he spotted you, silently giggling to yourself. And that’s when he made his move.

“Found you!~” And he sprinkled the flour over your head; much more gently than you did to him.

You groaned, knowing it would take a bit to get the flour out from everything… but the way Lilia floated overhead made it look like he was sprinkling snow… was he always this pretty? Even with him covered in flour, you still felt your heart flutter.

You mentally slapped your cheeks though, and got yourself up.

“Guess you did… but that was fun,” you chuckled, dusting yourself off to the best of your ability.

The moment though was ruined by your smoke alarm going off; it was a wonder that those even worked, but hey, at least they worked.

Rushing to the kitchen, you opened up the oven to have a mass of black smoke smelling of burnt food of some sort enveloping the both of you.

“What happened?!” You coughed out, trying to open up the windows and doors to let out the smoke.

Lilia grimaced, “Ah… perhaps I set the oven too high.”

And even though you had fun making the now coal-like cookies, perhaps store-bought would have been better…

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Tags; @afunkyfreshblog @eynnwwyjth @identity-theft-101 @ithseem @lucid-stories @ryker-writes @twistwonderlanddevotee @xxoomiii

#twst #twst x reader #twst x gender neutral reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x gn reader #lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia vanrouge x gn reader #just be happy the cookies burned and that you didn't have to eat them cuz he definitely messed with them when you ran #also enjoy getting flour out of the floorboards <3 #how tf did i write this in under an hour???#cloudy!#cloudy do not trust this man's cooking PLEASE #lilia is a little shit and i love that for him

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mih4nn · 9 months

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i legit just wanted to draw kid being freaky in front of the alliance (makes out w killer to assert dominance) but ofc they'd make it into a weird competition, so i had to draw it :))

#gotta love hyperfocusing #literally did nothing else today but work on this surprisingly #one piece fanart #one piece #eustass kid #killer one piece #monkey d. luffy #one piece luffy #bepo one piece #zolu #roronoa zoro #trafalgar d water law #trafalgar law #fanart #kidkiller #lawbepo #love how unbothered law looks like he just didnt lick tf out of bepo just to get fur inside of kid #another day being part of the supernova gang i suppose #bepo you national treasure

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clownsuu · 1 year

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HANG ON you can't just tease us with The Best Barnaby I've seen

Tbf I did base my barnaby loosely to (other) clown’s human barnaby-

#I get whiplash every time someone mentions the creator’s alias LMAOOO #But yeah I’ve quirked up barnaby to how I see him JDHDFHFEJ #He looks more “man’s best friend” KDHHFHHDJ #Also same with Wally even tho he looks identical to (other) clown’s HDGFHDCJDJ #Quirked up puppet man with a lil bit of swagger #Welcome home #welcome home barnaby #barnaby b beagle #welcome home wally #wally darling #welcome home poppy #Welcome home howdy #howdy pillar #edit how tf did I forget to add hOWDY IN THE T A G S

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sunnymainecoonx · 10 days

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For some reason it's got an odd effect but honestly that's kinda cool....

Anyways yeah I drew this stupidly fast which um tells me just how much I enjoy drawing for others -^-

@ask-the-cat-cafe

(And the "unedited" version)

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yuviur · 7 months

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Shot by Carol, on one fateful Saturday morning

#the bumper sticker made me cringe so hard but ya'll can't tell me he doesn't have it smh #darryl is so stiff in photos.. you just know he has no idea what to do with his hands #also Carol originally wanted to take a pic of Grant but you know he really hates it... she couldn't convince him to come out of the car #not me spending hours on the Honda website staring at pictures of Honda Odyssey 2018 model from every possible angle #and one last thing - how tf did carol let darryl get away with buying a $40k 7 seat car when they're a family of 3?? Only Matt knows I gues #aaaand if you read all this already - can you spot the Charleston Chew? >:3 #darryl wilson #grant wilson #even though it's mostly his shoes lol #my art #dndads #dungeons and daddies #dnddaddies #dndads s1

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sonacava · 3 months

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them !! ! ! !!!!

#rote #hobb says of a height my brain says uhhh ummm ah uhh hmm uuumm #currently reading fools quest #how tf did we get here #sobbing #tawny man fluff save me #beloved ;-;#realm of the elderlings #robin hobb #fitz and the fool #fitzchivalry #fitzloved #the farseer trilogy #procreate #fanart #fitzchivalry farseer

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taikk0 · 1 year

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ive never done perspective like this b4 💀

#taikko art #tmnt mutant mayhem #mutant mayhem #tmnt #tmnt 2023 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt donatello #tmnt donnie #donnie #donatello #donatello hamato #hamato donatello #tmnt fanart #tmnt art #how tf did they get away w the anime stickers cuz that's gonna stick forEVER FOR A WHOLE TMNT GEN #/pos btw

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grimesgirll · 1 month

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how i imagine living in alexandria with rick and shane would look when it isn’t grappling with another mortal crisis

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lexosaurus · 1 year

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alright folks danny is 14 and never has had a job. he ate at the Nasty Burger like every other week and went to the movies and did other teenager-y things. but my dude's never had a job.

how tf do we hc he's got the money to do all this stuff then?

#i remember being so damn happy to turn 14 cuz it meant i could stop babysitting and get a real job lmao #except i kept babysitting for another few years #in addition to other part time jobs #cuz it was good money lmao #BUT STILL #DANNY DOESN'T HAVE WORK SKILLS FOR SHIT #HOW TF DID HE GET THAT CASH THEN??

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stillgotme · 2 months

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been losing everything

previously | next | beginning

#the sims 4 #ts4 #sims 4 #ts4 story #ts4 gameplay #simblr #aliya's sims #valerie #chance #gen 2 #redemption #WE ARE SO BACK #first redemption story post in 4 years i'm gonna cry #I DID IT #as for the post itself #i really just popped into the dash after 4 years to leave you all with more questions #bc what tf is going on and how did we get here #stay tuned...

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guckies · 2 years

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One thing about dream is that his name is definitely clay that is the only name for him

#it’s literally the perfect name #he is a clay #that is what I would expect a person called clay to look like #it just makes sense #dream #dreamwastaken #dream mcyt #mcyt #holy fuck this blew up thanks for most of y’all agreeing with me #how tf did this get over 1k notes???

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awyeahitssam · 1 month

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Based on the idea that Malfoy could not get the vanishing cabinet to work effectively, and decided to mention, instead, that Hogwarts was taking the Great Hall wards down for a six-fucking-week course on Apparation. This is what wouldn't happen. But it's where my mind went, first. Warning: Graphic Violence

A loud crack signified the first successful Apparition.

Harry’s eyes, closed in preparation for his own attempt, snapped open and his head turned. It wasn't a student standing at the other end of the Great Hall, though. Harry jolted for his wand as other students began to turn to the cloaked figure, but before he could take aim there were four more sharp cracks.

Dark-robed, masked Death Eater’s were apparating directly into the Great Hall, the only place the castle wards were down for Hogwarts students to learn how to do the same.

Bellatrix LeStrange was the first to appear sans mask, having no need for discretion. She took in the scene with a cackle, batting away Harry’s immediate curse effortlessly as she cooed, “Aww, look at the wittle student's trying to learn!”

In his periphery Harry saw Neville lift his own wand, and they cast simultaneously. This time, Bellatrix twisted out of the way. “Do the wittle babies wanna play?”

“Sectumsempra,” Harry hissed with malice, fully aware of the spell's effects, now. Bellatrix’s eyes widened a bit even as she turned out of the way, quick as a dancer. The Death Eater behind her fell to their knees as their body was pulled apart by deep, horrible gashes.

More cracks sounded; Harry began to send out indiscriminate stunners, hoping to catch the intruders before they realised they were being cast at. They all came prepared for battle to have begun, shield charms springing around them immediately.

“Bombarda!” Ron called grimly.

“Expulso!” shouted Neville.

“Protego Maxima,” murmured Hermione. “Accio Susan Bones. Protego. Stupefy—students to the teacher's entrance!”

The frozen bodies of some of their yearmates seemed to jolt, realisation settling. Many students turned tail and ran.

Susan Bones, having narrowly been pulled out of the way of a powerful cutting curse that had gouged into stone walls by Hermione, was casting stunners, petrification hexes, and disarming charms. Harry was not nearly so restrained, once he realised the stunners were ineffective. Sectumsempra broke through shields like a battering drill and Death Eaters were falling, ripped apart by his fury. Curses flew from Harry's wand as fast as he could think of them: conjunctivitis, blasting, jelly-fingers, reductors, even slug-vomiting. He conjured six venomous snakes that shot off without instruction, knowing his will. Yet again and again, Harry came back to the Half-Blood Prince’s spell, the most devastatingly effective of them all. People were dying from its effectiveness, but Harry didn’t care, because they had dared step foot in Hogwarts—

A horrible pressure was building in Harry’s head as half the hall emptied. A wand prodded Harry’s spine, and he stilled, shaking with rage and adrenaline. “Call—call off the snakes, Potter,” a somewhat familiar voice demanded shakily.

“I’d rather they bite your father, Nott,” said Harry coldly. “Drop your wand before I have to make you regret it.”

The wand trembled, for a moment, against his spine. “C-Cruci—”

Harry drove his elbow back, hard, and slammed down one foot on Nott's. The taller boy stumbled back in pain, and it was no great difficulty to stun him. He hit the floor, hard, and Malfoy’s grey eyes were large and frightened as he stared at Harry, still as prey.

At once, Harry realised what he had done “You,” he said, scar pulsing horribly. “You did this. You brought war to a school filled with literal children, you stupid, useless brat. You're scared of what Voldemort will do to you? Just wait, Malfoy. His punishment would be bliss compared to what you deserve for this.”

“Such a temper, Harry Potter,” came Lord Voldemort’s cold voice. He had made no sound as he apparated, not like his followers, but Harry’s viciously prickling scar had made his imminent arrival clear. “You have done well, Draco. You will be… rewarded.”

Malfoy’s eyes darted in fright from Harry to the Dark Lord, and Voldemort was barely in time to hiss “Stop,” to the snake that had snuck up on the boy.

“You don't obey him,” Harry hissed, “you’re mine. Do what you’re made for, dear one.”

Draco turned just in time to see the snake strike out at his neck. It vanished before its fangs could load the boy with venom, and Harry turned his hateful scowl to Voldemort, who’s gaze already rested upon him, intent, heavy and fascinated.

“Deal with it, Hermione,” he snapped.

“Harry—” came Hermione’s warning voice, but Harry couldn’t listen, had to dodge out of the way of Voldemort’s spell. The Dark Lord tilted his head, stare thoughtful, and then turned his yew wand… away.

Harry watched him with a wariness not misplaced: Romilda Vane, nearly out of the Great Hall via the Professor’s entrance, fell to the cruciatus curse with a cry of pain.

“Drop your wands, children,” the Dark Lord said, red eyes still locked on Harry as his soft, cold voice echoed through all corners of the room, carried by wandless magic.

Harry grit his teeth at the seeming opportunity, well aware of Voldemort's objective. And yet, truly, he could not have picked a worse target to try and bring Harry under his control than the girl who had nearly raped him. He cast a wordless sonorous on himself to refute the order: “Don't give an inch. There are First Years in these walls. Do to them what you would to Umbridge. They're twice her threat. Any student who raised a wand to help Voldemort’s sect will be treated as hostile. See how I handle my enemies, Goyle, and ask yourself if that cheap shot is worth your life.”

Even as he spoke, Harry turned from Voldemort, dismissive, and focused on thinning the herd. Thirteen Death Eater’s still stood, including Bellatrix, who was engaged with Neville and Ron. Harry used every spell that came to his mind, even those from the Half-Blood Prince’s book he had not tested before. One man was effectively eviscerated, much to Harry’s disgust. He only used that spell once.

When he saw one of his snakes change course he pulled the magic from them, an effective banishment, cold eyes finding Voldemort again. He had not heard the man speak parseltongue, and indeed he was still holding the crucio, face twisted strangely as he watched Harry.

“My, my,” said Voldemort, immediate once he had regained Harry’s attention, two more of his people fallen, “so vicious, little snake. Does Dumbledore know you have venom?”

“I don't give a fuck what he knows,” Harry said harshly. “This is a school.” This is my home. “Focus on the bloody Ministry, and leave children out of it.”

Voldemort had the gall to laugh, high and cold. “This is not merely a school, Harry Potter,” he said. “There is a reason you children stand your ground and fight. This is where Dumbledore trains his small, young army to go to war and die, as their parents did before them.”

Wrath bubbles in Harry, heavy and explosive, and he must look as unhinged and inhuman as the man watching him as he cages it behind his teeth. He flicks a shield charm around Bones and Abbott before a reductor hits, and a disarming charm hits the perpetrators back. He breaks the dark-wooded wand into two pieces the moment he catches it.

“You truly think Dumbledore has taught us anything? Even my ‘private lessons’ with the man are just memories of your life, as if I care that you got away with murder when you were still sixteen.” Hermione pulls Vane’s still writhing body from the room, and Voldemort’s cruciatus ends, but he does not seem to notice or care, eyes locked on Harry. “The only reason I fight is because I do not believe in the world you are trying to create. Because you say things like ‘magic is night' and still try to subjugate witches and wizards, as if the fresh magic in their veins is poisoned by the muggles they're born to. I defy you, Lord Voldemort, because you decided your best course was killing a baby over a half-heard prophecy, and still try to kill me to this day. I am not going to stand here and let you. I don't believe ‘magic is might’. I've already killed many of your people tonight… but that—that wasn’t over ideology. That is because I will kill as many as it takes to keep your grasping, greedy fucking hands out of my school.”

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