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finished with final exams!! 🎉🎉 and also art/sketch dump from last week and during this week
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definitely shouldn’t tried to came up with concept designs for eris’s weapons while studying for exams but it work out i think.
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phantom088 · 8 months
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You Saw Nothing
Danny, Jimmy, Timmy and SpongeBob are fighting Prince Aragon (Remember Dorothea's brother?)
The fight is going well for the nictlktoon heros, and Danny decides to get cocky.
Danny: *flies up infront of Aragon* Ha! Looks like the dragon prince lost his flame, if he had any to start with!
Aragon whipped his head to Danny's direction, and before Danny could do anything, Aragon shot fire at him. Danny got a face full of ecto flames.
Danny hits the ground, his face is covered in soot, and a bit if his bangs is burnt. A little green flame is still live on a strand of his hair.
Jimmy: *runs up* And that's a fine example of what happens when you get too full of yourself, going under the illusion of invincibility.
Danny scowls and stood up, he licked his fingers and used them to put out the flame in his hair.
Timmy: Wait till I tell Jenny, Manny, and Dani about this!! Haha!!
Danny: Or you don't... or else I'll make sure Skulker finds his way to your bedroom tonight.
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snoozles-writes · 2 years
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the urge to write zukka but like- heartstopper au
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That wolf from the new Puss In Boots movie though. His introduction was so good, the moment he showed up on screen I was like “well hello there…” And then every time he showed up after that, I was more thrilled than scared. I’m pretty sure I was grinning. He resonates with me.
And then finding out he’s the literal embodiment of death. That sealed the deal for sure. He got my heart aflutter with his glowing red eyes and haunting whistled melody. Those twin blades… yes please.
WAIT I JUST REALIZED THE COIN EYES SYMBOLISM - the Greek ritual to pay for Charon’s boat! We love a little foreshadowing, that was epic.
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ybetzarts · 3 months
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Girl's got a hammer, and she's using it.🩷💥
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Who should i draw next?
[RESULTS ARE OUT]⬇️
Votes from IG
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Guess im doing Shadow then!
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jestroer · 2 years
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Hermittober + Double life by @ink-ghoul Days 10 + 11 Sun + Curse
The curse of the sun to burn everything that gets close
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dxmnsvoid · 6 months
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iv moodboard <3
[ vessel × ii × iii × iv ]
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meownotgood · 4 months
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pls elaborate on the not-so friends with benefits w aki 🤞🏻
aki never intended for things to turn out this way.
your relationship at work was supposed to be kept strictly professional. you work in different departments, so normally you wouldn't see each other often. but aki somehow finds an excuse to come talk to you every day. when everyone in the division goes out for drinks, aki is the one sitting next to you, hand in yours once he's a little too drunk to dwell on the consequences. he takes you home with his arm linked around yours and his jacket draped on your shoulders so you won't get cold.
and outside of work, it's just sex, nothing special. it made sense at the time. you're the only one aki trusts, and you feel the same way. neither of you have plans to get close to anyone else. it's fine to indulge in each other, isn't it? that's the way it was supposed to be.
but aki has a hard time following through with the just friends part. how in the world can he keep things simple between you two when he's fallen for you from the beginning?
maybe you think you're friends. it's not like you've discussed it. but you've always known how lonely devil hunting has made him, maybe you think aki is just using you to chase away some of that feeling, to get a taste of something sweeter. you couldn't be more wrong. aki comes back to you every time. he promises this is it after another night with you, but it's never the last. he can't rid of this need to be close to you. he'll fuck you like he can't let go, and he'll stay the night to hold you for as long as he can, even though it'll never be enough.
he knows your relationship is complicated. that's okay. he doesn't need anything more. he can't have anything more, not when this is the life he's chosen. at least with this, he can pretend. when his limbs are tangled with yours on his mattress, your fingertips digging into the scars on his back as you whine his name into his ear, aki can at least fool himself into thinking the two of you mean something.
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watermelinoe · 2 months
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rape is just a thing that may happen during war. we're not saying it didn't happen. it may have occurred. rape is not uncommon in war. it's not a weapon of war, there's no proof it's a pattern of violence against women, it's just something that happens for some reason.
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verraising · 2 months
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i am short of breath standing next to you. i am out of my depth at this altitude. -♡-
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happysadyoyo · 6 months
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uh
this is another one of @pillowspace's au. may be taking some of my own spin on things but shhh
don't look at me
tw for mugging with a knife
It's well past dark when you leave work, waving goodbye to the security officer as you steel yourself for leaving the building. It's cold out, so you pull your hood up against the wind, tucking it tight around your throat. Yes, generally it's bad to cut down your visibility when you're walking alone at night, but also you're all but legally blind (mostly because you've not gone to the doctor since your last prescription stopped working). The hood makes the world seem a little less big while you march from work to home.
It's not a long walk, and it's one you're very familiar with, so it takes you a minute to realize when you're no longer alone. There's footsteps behind you, and as you slow down, you hear them slow down too. Odd. There's sometimes homeless people that hang around, but it's been getting colder and the cops swept the streets a couple nights ago anyway. Other than you, there's not many people hanging out in the business district. You want to reason this all away, but you fumble for that little can of pepper spray on your keychain anyway.
You'd barely pulled your hand free from your pocket before there's a tight grip on your shoulder, shoving you forward. You stumble and fall when the grip doesn't let up, crying out in dismay when your keys skip across the pavement. "No!"
"Shut up and give me your wallet. Now!" The mugger barks his orders at you, even as you try to feel for your keys. It had a reflector on it, just in case of a situation like this, but it's too dark here, the buildings hiding the moon overhead. You keep fumbling until a boot stomps on your fingers. "Are you fucking stupid? Wallet, now!"
"Sorry! I'm sorry. I don't have anything though, I swear." It's hard to find your wallet. Your hands are shaking, and the one that just got stomped is throbbing in time with your racing heart. You barely manage to pull the threadbare plastic leather bifold from your coat before it's snatched from your hand, your mugger ripping the rubberband holding it together off with a sharp snap.
"Bitch, what the hell is all this? There's no cash!"
"I told you! I don't have anythi---ng!" There's something very sharp pressed against your cheek all at once, and you freeze, jaw snapping shut. It's a knife, duh, sharp and cold from the night air. Your eyes feel hot in conrast, itchy, and you realize you're starting to cry.
"Hands up. And no funny business, or I'll use this." The knife digs into your skin, and you shakily lift your hands, flinching when he starts patting you down, clearly searching for any valuables. There's nothing, because of course there's not! You're smart enough to know not to lie if someone is threatening you like this! But when his hand slips inside your coat, you let out a choked up sob.
"Jesus, chill, no one would want to do anything with you. Fucking loser." He's frustrated, shoving you to the ground with his foot. You stay there, biting your lip so hard you can taste blood. But at least he seems to be done with you. "You tell anyone what just happened and I'll kill you." You don't reply, don't think you can. But it's enough. After an eternity, you hear him leave.
The breath you let out is a wretched thing, somewhere between a sob and a gasp, snot and phlegm caught in your throat turning it into a rattling sound. You roll onto your knees, burying your face in the arms of your coat as you let out a series of deep, dry sobs. It takes an eternity to calm down enough to move, your body stiff as you feel for your things. Your wallet was, to put it mildly, destroyed, and the tears continue unabated as you realize your cards are gone -- the gift card from work, the snap access card, and your debit card. You'll have to cancel the latter two, but there's no cash at home. No food either. You were going to grocery shop after your shift at the library.
Your keys had somehow made it to the curb, and your curl your fingers around the pepper spray like it's a talisman. Standing takes more effort, and you use the curb to sort of propel yourself up. Your balance remains shaky, and your nose hurts now from crying in the cold, and you definitely still taste blood. You try to tell yourself you're lucky you didn't get hurt (worse, you add, as your fingers and cheek throb), but that falls flat.
You force yourself forward, to get home. To your little apartment with your little brother, to let the sitter finally go home.
Fuck, you hope she'll let you pay through paypal tonight.
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lesbiangiratina · 3 days
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Missing link testament claws so cute. Smile
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chaos-gnoblin · 2 months
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y'all, the aspec community is so great. it's so wholesome and welcoming and the vibes are excellent. they were there for me when I was first figuring out my identity and I want to now be here for the questioning people and the people who are new to the aspec community and the people who have been here a long time and I think that it is just the greatest. also I like the goofy art
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slutdge · 3 months
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Not to get deep here or anything but i really think i dont want to have a relationship with my sister anymore and ive been reflecting on that a lot. like sure she didnt abuse me or really do anything to directly traumatize me, but she voted against me having human rights because im queer, as well as voting for a party that wants to harm first nations people despite both of us being first nations i just.... i dont think i can forgive her for that. weve had laughs and good times together but i find myself unable to forgive her for her politics. i wouldn't tolerate bigotry from anyone else, i shouldnt tolerate it from someone just cause theyre family.
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tmos-time · 28 days
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Cooper...I love erisolsprite...do you have designs for other sprites...?
to be honest, ive only ever planned out how i also think fefetasprite would look! and even then i may have just revamped it a little on the spot LOL
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might hash it out a bit more and play around with it since this is more of a proof of concept than a final updated design lol, but this is the gist of it!
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bubacorn · 2 months
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Spooning anon again hi, I accidentally gave myself a headcanon that when they're not together in person they use weighted blankets and fall asleep on video calls together 🥺❤😭 and I needed to share that because I'll scream if I have to keep it to myself okay that's all HAVE A GREAT DAY BYE
okay, but what if Vessel has to go somewhere to do some business-related stuff and he spends the night, opens his bag to get his pjs and stuff, and there's a plushie. II checked his bags when Vessel had breakfast before he left home and sneaked it in there, then they sent him off with a 'keep us updated, we'll talk tonight'
then it's Vessel lying in front of his laptop on the hotel bed, plush tucked under his chin (in my head it's a small Blåhaj, even though i know those are 55cms and would take up a lot of space, so let's pretend Vessel had a bigger bag for some reason), and the others huddled together on the couch under blankets
maybe the four of them have family dinner on video call and Vessel starts rambling about his day to get some of the anxiety and overwhelm about the meeting out, then he just stops and looks at them for a moment. III asks the others if they think he froze and wants to check the connection, but then Vessel says in his softest tone 'I miss you', because he simply wants to be held, he had a long day and the people in the meeting made him feel stupid and didn't really listen to what he had to say. and he knows he saw them that morning, and knows that it's a bit silly to be that dependent on them, but he's tired and feels small and anxious and he misses home (the manor, too, but in this case, home as in his others)
but then III, who leaned forward towards the coffee table when he wanted to check the connection, answers with soft eyes, a bit of a pout and a 'We miss ya, too', and II and IV say the same and that makes Vessel instinctively hug his plush tighter as his lips curl up
then Vessel asks them to tell him about their day, and listens to them going on about how IV beat III in a video game, and how the strawberries II had planted are starting to redden. somewhere along the way he closes his eyes, but assures them that he's listening and he is, for a while at least, and they can tell, because his fingers are stroking along the back of his plush, and he's humming and smiling in reaction to their recountal, but then he falls asleep to II's soothing voice and IV puts a hand on his partner's arm and they realize that his breathing evened out and that his fingers stopped moving. then they can pick up little snores and III tries whisper-calling his name, but Vessel is out
the others go to sleep together after watching Vessel sleep for a little bit. II wants to end the call, but III and IV plead that their partner looks so peaceful and they want to watch him a bit more. II lets them, but after a few minutes he says that they should go to sleep, too, and ushers them upstairs. III asks to be in the middle of the cuddle pile and the other two surround him. IV tucks his head into the crook of III's neck and II lays his head over his heart
when Vessel goes home after another day of meetings, he is greeted by II taking his travel bag from him and asking for his backpack, then IV tackles him into a hug and III tries to burrow into his side, even though he's taller. II just smiles at them and stands on his tiptoes for a short kiss and a 'welcome home'. the others don't exactly want to let him go, but II says they can cuddle in Vessel's room if III and IV help him make some sandwiches while Vessel has a shower
Vessel is happy to be home but he just want to get out of street clothes and gives each of them a peck and II a grateful look before going upstairs. the other three get started on grilled cheese sandwiches. while II and IV load their plates onto trays and get some drinks as well, III goes upstairs to Vessel's room. the man is still in the bathroom and III starts arranging pillows and blankets on the bed, bringing Vessel's favorite from his room where he left it (and maybe III didn't return it because they needed something of Vessel's when they went to sleep)
Vessel comes out of the bathroom in lounge pants and a soft, loose hoodie with the sleeves pulled over his hands and sees III lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling as he waits for the others to gather in the room. Vessel lies down beside him and pulls III in for a hug, tucking his partner's head under his chin and kissing his hair. II and IV bring the trays upstairs and set the ones with food at the foot of the bed. Vessel turns his head to see what they've brought and III eases out of the embrace to gently pull Vessel to sit up and he sits back against the headboard, gesturing for Vessel to sit in front of him and lean back against his chest
III adores having Vessel back and getting to be the little spoon for a moment, but they know Vessel needs to be held because he looks a little lost and he's been hunching a bit like he wants to hide since he arrived home. Vessel gives II and IV standing at the sides of the bed soft smiles as he shuffles backwards towards III's chest and leans back with a relieved expression, closing his eyes as III's arms surround him and pull him just a little closer. some of the anxiety fades from Vessel's posture as he melts against III. II joins them from one side, taking one of Vessel's hands, while IV hands Vessel a tray
the food is mostly for Vessel, but the others eat as well. Vessel feeds III when he feels the man eyeing his sandwich where he rests his chin on his shoulder and II and IV have their own plates. the sandwiches are cut into smaller pieces and II made sure to put some of Vessel's favorite sauce on the plate so he can dip his sandwiches. they are mostly silent as Vessel eats, simply taking in his presence and having at least one point of contact with him, II holding one of his hands and IV brushing his knuckles against his other arm
when Vessel finishes eating III strokes along his stomach and asks if he wants anything else to eat (or anything really), but Vessel says he's full and thanks them for the food. he tries to shuffle away from III to take the plates downstairs, but III doesn't let him and II tells him that he'll take care of it. IV offers him something to drink, while III nuzzles his neck. he lets Vessel drink, but doesn't let go of him and IV watches as he scoots them down the bed after, and turns them to their sides, still hugging Vessel close
the man is full and a bit sleepy and he doesn't exactly mind being little spooned. he's home and he feels safe and III rubs his chest and his nose tickles Vessel's neck but he's so content. even more so when IV joins them at Vessel's front and instead of tucking himself under Vessel's chin, he also becomes a big spoon and lets Vessel nuzzle his shirt collar. II returns and stops for a moment to take in his others, adoring the smile on Vessel's face where he has his eyes closed and moves his head from side to side as he rubs his face against the soft, familiar material of IV's shirt. II kneels behind IV and reaches over to brush his fingers through Vessel's hair and presses a kiss to his cheek before settling behind IV and stroking along Vessel's arm to coax it over IV's side so they can hold hands
Vessel isn't exactly tired, but he's tired from having been away and dealing with business stuff and being talked down to, so he rests his eyes and the others stay quiet in case he wants to sleep. all four of them end up napping. III is the one who falls asleep last, pressing soft kisses to Vessel's nape and adjusting his arms, trying to shuffle closer, even though they are pressed as close as possible already. they all are, and the pressure and stress of the previous days gets replaced by the gentle pressure of Vessel's others against his body and their calming presence
sorry for making this so Vessel-centric (me about most of my fics), i just got this image and had to get my thoughts out (i didn't mean to write this much. almost 1,4k of headcanons, wow, a new record maybe (?)). thank you for sharing your hc (accidental soft!Token headcanons are the best)! 💜
this is a shy request to anyone who wants to ramble about their headcanons/wants to spitball about anything related to my headcanons/fics, please do, anon or otherwise, i'd love to interact and it seems i have more of a capacity for hcs than fics at the moment and i genuinely enjoy exchanging ideas and hearing you opinions, so feel free to send me an ask or comment, i'll try my best and answer. you're all lovely and i wish everyone a wonderful day! 💐
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