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fishymom-art · 1 year
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HAPPY 3 YEARS OF METAL AND INK!
You could say my artstyle improved a little :^)
anyway, here’s something I’ve been drawing the whole day and I am very proud and tired cause it’s 2am :”D
SO YOU BETTER LIKE IT AEUGHLAIUEGH
Good night and thamk you for sticking around ^^
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xx-key-xx · 2 years
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Five Nights at Jackass, Ehren’s the security guard.
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gh0stsp1d3r · 6 months
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Can I get William raw dogging the reader in his office in the pizzeria
𝒩𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ
HELP THE WAY YOU WORDED THIS 😭 but yes, yes you can.
Warnings- smut (obviously), just read the request 😭 18+, minors DNI or i will stuff you into an animatronic myself
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His thrusts were animalistic, your moans were the only thing heard in the office. Luckily, the loudness of the pizzeria was louder than the both of you.
It was filthy. Skin slapping against skin, his grip on your hips as your body dug into the desk underneath you.
“Fucking. Teasing. Whore.” He mumbled under his breath, thrusting with each word.
“William!” You cried out.
“You asked for this.” He growled out. His glasses fell to the bridge of his nose.
You moaned out his name like a prayer, like you were his God. And he loved every second of it.
“This pussy was made for me.” He groaned out, every word he said making you tighten on his cock.
“Will-“ you moaned out, nails scratching the desk, making your mark in the office.
“I know. I know. Cum.” He said, he rubbed the flesh of your ass, as you came on his bare cock.
He let himself smile at it, he then pulled out of you. He stroked himself, and came on your back. You breathed heavily, and you turned back to look at him.
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Factory Files Vol. 3 - Infected Within: Breached Archives . . . Pt. 3
[ DO NOT REPOST, ALL ART & CONCEPTS WERE MADE BY ME ]
Illustration Time of Pt’s 1-5: Pending . . .
Characters Featured (Within Story): Luna (Jacobs) Anderson, Christian Anderson, All Glamrock Animatronics (& Foxy), Gregory, Vanny/Vanessa, Burntrap, Michael Afton, Mr. Fazbear, Bonnie Bro, Carrie & Cami Parks, Lacie Brown, Harper & Hadley Palmer, Lorelei Baker, “Wandering Adventure” Animatronics, Rocky, Aster, Wen Mèng Yáo, Wen Elijah, Dax Green
Fandom: Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach
Fanfic Title: “FF Vol. 3 - IW: BA ”
Coming Soon . . .
[ This is a FNaF’s / PoppyPlaytime / My Friendly Neiborhood AU, in no way is this canon to any of the OG storylines. ]
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jevilowo · 8 months
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Lowkey want to write a batim fic where Sammy decids they should write and perform an Original Musical™ to praise the lord Bendy Christ
It starts off as a regular play but hes a control freak and fired the lost one writers and it became a Hamilton style 100% song thing
Tbh a lot of the musical is Hamilton vibes
Its about Joey and Henry creating the studio together and creating Bendy, Boris and Alice
Henry fucks off end of act one and act two is Joeys descent into madness and ink
Lacie gets to posess the Bendy animatronic as a treat. She plays the part of Bendy in the musical also
Buddy is Boris ofc
Susie is casted as Alice. Tom is hired as a bodyguard to make sure she doesn't maul Buddy or anything.
Susie's starring role doesn't last long
Alison: singing randomly
Sammy: holy shit that is very Lord praising worthy
Allison: huh what
Sammy: susie you're fired
Susie:
Grant is made to play Joey, against his will. He's only doing it because Shawn's playing Henry and they have great onscreen chemistry
Norman was dragged up from the basement to run lights. He seems fine with it.
Jack does a good portion of the song writing. He isn't credited for this. Rip.
Live music provided by musicians turned lost ones and searchers!
Henry is confused as to why nothing's attacking him this particular loop. He follows the faint music blasting and walks in on a cluster of ink people screeching
What's this place man?
JOEY DREW STUDIOS
*dramatic thunk*
In the end they just do the musical for him bc the ink demon doesn't even show up
Susie had a hand in this as revenge for having her part stolen
Joey, watching from his house, is so proud he doesn't even care about the loop completely breaking
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Working the Night Shift
Freddy Fazbear x Securityguard!reader
Content warning: size difference, agressive sex, daddy kink, spanking/slapping
Word count: 922 words
Authors note: I swear I’m not into Freddy like this, I wrote this as a joke lmaoo
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It was 1 am, not even close to the end of your shift at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. Time after time Night Shift security guards ended up quitting or disappearing, but you had held onto your job for close to 5 months. Everyone shared whispers about how something was “wrong” with the animatronics in the pizzeria, but you hadn’t run into any issues yet. It was like some force had made things be in your favor, made sure to keep you protected.
You slouched in your chair, tired by being up at the late hour. Your eyes felt heavy, but you forced yourself to keep them open to watch the security cameras. You flipped between views of the pizzeria, making sure to check if anything was out of place. You noticed that Freddy Fazbear wasn’t in his usual place, but you didn’t freak out as this wasn’t an usual occurrence. You flipped through the screens again and saw that Freddy was making his way closer to your office.
You rub your eyes and yawn, deciding to close your eyes for a bit to hopefully get some energy back. After a while you startle awake to the sound of heavy metal hitting the black and white tile floor right outside of your office door. A few seconds pass until you hear a loud knock…knock…knock on your door. You illuminate the lights outside of the door to see that it’s Freddy standing right there. A strange urge comes over you and you open the door, letting him in.
He slowly steps into your office, his metal feet making a loud thud each time they make contact with the floor. He makes his way towards you until his right up against you, chest to chest. He’s nearly two feet taller than you so you have to crane your neck up to look at him. He reached his hand up to clutch your cheek and you flinch. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you”, he says before holding your face.
You don’t know why, but you feel safe with him so you blindly trust and subconsciously give yourself over to him. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited to do this. I’ve been obsessed with you ever since the first time I’ve seen you”, he rasps out before kissing you.
Before you know it he’s lifted you up so you’re sitting on your desk, and he’s kissing you passionately leaving you breathless and craving more. His hands roam your body, wandering between your waist and your tits. You whine and beg for more. “Please fuck me,” you moan while he massages your breasts. “Of course princess, bend over for me.”
You get down off of your desk and unbuckle your belt and unbutton your pants, pulling down your pants and the weirdly fancy lacy red underwear you’re wearing. Freddy’s hands travel from your hips up to your boobs, pushing up your shirt and roaming under your bra. You pull your shirt over your head and unclasp your bra revealing your perky perfectly shaped tits.
Freddy holds your boobs and rubs his thumbs over your nipples causing you to whimper and get even wetter. He picks up on this desperation of yours. “Turn around princess,” he commands, grabbing your hips and Turing you to face the wall. He pushes you down harshly, and your chest falls down onto your desk. You gasp, and while the aggression should get you scared, it turns you on even more.
Freddy slaps your ass harshly, turning your perfect soft cheeks a soft red. You moan, desperate for him to fuck you. “Please fuck me daddy,” you cry out. You feel something cold touch your inner thigh and you jump. “It’s okay darling, just relax,” he growls. You feel him line himself up with your tight hole.
“Beg for me.” he demands. “Please daddy fuck, I need you so bad,” you cry out. “Good girl,” he says before thrusting himself into you. The feeling of his large metal cock inside of you is a shock, but god it feels so fucking good. You can’t hold back intense moans while clawing at your desk.
His thrusts speed up and your desk aggressively hits the wall while you both moan. You’re sure all the rest of the animatronics can hear you at this point, but you don’t care, all you can focus on is how good it feels.
You can tell your right walls wrapping around him are driving him crazy, and that he won’t be lasting much longer. He reaches his hand down and wraps his fingers around your hair, pulling back. You feel yourself getting closer, desperate to cum. “Please keep going I’m so close, fuck,” you whimper.
You finally reach your climax and cum on his dick, moaning and shaking from the stimulation. “We’re not done yet princess, daddy’s not finished,” he groans, picking up his pace. Your legs start to shake harder from the strain and overwhelming pleasure. “Fuck,” you cry out, tightly clenching around his cock. “Just like that, good girl, I’m about to-“ he moans before shooting his seed inside of you.
His thrusts slow before he pulls out of you. He’s still breathing heavy as he says “you should probably clean yourself up,” while looking from your messy hair to your pants and underwear that are at your ankles. He slaps you on the ass one more time before walking out of your office and disappearing into the hall, leaving you in awe of what just happened.
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katsigian · 1 year
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✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘜𝘔𝘔𝘌𝘙 𝘎𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘊 𝘈𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘊𝘚 ∘₊✧
(A bit over a year ago, I was tagged in this tag game and when I tried to find the original, I couldn't. All I found were a copy of some of the aesthetics in a server, so I decided to fill it out some. I edited it slightly and added some new things. If anyone knows the original creator of the game or where it began, please let me know so I can put credit.)
𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘭𝘢𝘸‧͙⁺˚*☾
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I'm going to do this for him <3 my daywalker boy
✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘜𝘔𝘔𝘌𝘙 𝘎𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘊 𝘈𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘊𝘚 ∘₊✧
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𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚: 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘴; 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺; 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘏𝘈𝘜𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘉𝘖𝘈𝘙𝘋𝘞𝘈𝘓𝘒
rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and popcorn, tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones, darts that are a little too sharp, twinkling lights in the dark, distant and ghostly laughter, blue and pink cotton candy, sunburnt shoulders, cherry flavored sno-cones, switchblades tucked into costumes, a bloody trail into an old tent
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘒 𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙
the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric, soft and distant howls, unexplained lights darting through trees, clawed footprints in the dirt, bomber jackets and hiking boots, an old and well-used shotgun, thunderstorms that darken the sky, a rusted and reliable truck, the smell of petrichor, a voice calling your name from the trees
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘕 𝘊𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠
magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes, barbed wire, dark family secrets, stained white button downs, sweat drops down your spine, marshy swamp lands, weeping willow trees, rusted iron gates, cicadas in the summer, moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt, cursed family jewelry, old patina rosaries, fireflies at dusk
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘙𝘖𝘈𝘋 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘗 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘛
bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of grey aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends, ice cold diet coke, ripped jeans and converse, cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window, a 1960's white ford mustang, evergreen air fresheners, thousand yard stares, a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets, something dark following alongside your car, abandoned rest stops, rickety road signs that lead nowhere
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I'm going to tag some pals, but there's zero pressure to share it publicly if you'd rather not <;3 @rindemption @noirapocalypto @uldwynsovs @nuclearstorms @aartyom @devilbrakers @reaperkiller @noonfaerie @halsin @spicyraeman @gelvaan @serenedy @nokstella @cybersmallz @trashkingnyx @strafethesesinners @thefrostyshepard @arcandoria @holofishes @pinkydude @jaymber @saintemarvel @fleetwoodmoth @saevus-brutalis @elvenbeard @baldurians @swanfey @cyberpunkaddict @serenedy
✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘜𝘔𝘔𝘌𝘙 𝘎𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘊 𝘈𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘊𝘚 ∘₊✧
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𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚: 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘴; 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺; 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘏𝘈𝘜𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘉𝘖𝘈𝘙𝘋𝘞𝘈𝘓𝘒
rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and popcorn, tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones, darts that are a little too sharp, twinkling lights in the dark, distant and ghostly laughter, blue and pink cotton candy, sunburnt shoulders, cherry flavored sno-cones, switchblades tucked into costumes, a bloody trail into an old tent
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘒 𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙
the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric, soft and distant howls, unexplained lights darting through trees, clawed footprints in the dirt, bomber jackets and hiking boots, an old and well-used shotgun, thunderstorms that darken the sky, a rusted and reliable truck, the smell of petrichor, a voice calling your name from the trees
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘕 𝘊𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠
magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes, barbed wire, dark family secrets, stained white button downs, sweat drops down your spine, marshy swamp lands, weeping willow trees, rusted iron gates, cicadas in the summer, moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt, cursed family jewelry, old patina rosaries, fireflies at dusk
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘙𝘖𝘈𝘋 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘗 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘛
bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of grey aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends, ice cold diet coke, ripped jeans and converse, cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window, a 1960's white ford mustang, evergreen air fresheners, thousand yard stares, a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets, something dark following alongside your car, abandoned rest stops, rickety road signs that lead nowhere
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therealnightcity · 1 year
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Tag Game-Summer Goth Aesthetics
𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚: 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘴; 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺; 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺
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𝘏𝘈𝘜𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘉𝘖𝘈𝘙𝘋𝘞𝘈𝘓𝘒
rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and popcorn, tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones, darts that are a little too sharp, twinkling lights in the dark, distant and ghostly laughter, blue and pink cotton candy, sunburnt shoulders, cherry flavored sno-cones, switchblades tucked into costumes, a bloody trail into an old tent
𝘚𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘒 𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙
the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric, soft and distant howls, unexplained lights darting through trees, clawed footprints in the dirt, bomber jackets and hiking boots, an old and well-used shotgun, thunderstorms that darken the sky, a rusted and reliable truck, the smell of petrichor, a voice calling your name from the trees 𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘕 𝘊𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠
magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes, barbed wire, dark family secrets, stained white button downs, sweat drops down your spine, marshy swamp lands, weeping willow trees, rusted iron gates, cicadas in the summer, moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt, cursed family jewelry, old patina rosaries, fireflies at dusk
𝘙𝘖𝘈𝘋 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘗 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘛 bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of grey aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends, ice cold diet coke, ripped jeans and converse, cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window, a 1960's white ford mustang, evergreen air fresheners, thousand yard stares, a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets, something dark following alongside your car, abandoned rest stops, rickety road signs that lead nowhere
Tagging: @shinycorvidae @dreamskug @wraithsoutlaws @faepunkprince @onlymeandlife @a-pirate @ghostoffuturespast @morganlefaye79 @gloryride @dustymagpie @wanderingaldecaldo @jaymber @fereldanwench and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it--there's a lot of y'all~, zero pressure tho!
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Bonus Bracket, Round 1
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[image ID: the first image is of Laffing Sal, a giant doll designed to look like a human. she's a white girl or young woman with curly brown hair, blue eyes, freckles, flushed cheeks, red lips, and a gap between her front teeth. her mouth is open in a big smile. she's wearing a green hat with a gray ribbon, a black jacket, a red and white horizontally striped shirt, and a lacy collar/bib. the second image is of the flag of the country of Tuvalu. the background is a blue-green-gray color. on the right side are 9 yellow stars angled diagonally from the right corner. the upper left hand corner has the flag of the United Kingdom. end ID]
Laffing Sal
Sal is a audio-animatronic produced by the Philadelphia Toboggan Company (PTC) of Germantown, Pennsylvania during the 1930s. Standing 6'10" and made of papier mache, Sal and her infamous laugh entertained and frightened guests at amusement parks, funhouses, and carnivals of 20th century in the US. Over the years, with the closings of American funhouses (often due to lawsuits) and decaying paper, Sal faded into near obscurity. Only a handful of Laffing Sals are known to currently exist and of those few, only a handful are still operational. The two most famous and well-preserved Sals reside in northern California at the Musée Mécanique in San Francisco and at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk, where they will continue to undulate and guffaw for generations to come. (I am currently seeking to document all known instances of Sal and maybe, if included in this poll, some people will recognize her and provide new information about her whereabouts) Santa Cruz Sal: https://adifferentgreen.com/content/images/2018/02/sc-laffing_sal_will_haunt_you-resized.jpg Musée Mécanique Sal: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/e9/83/6a/e9836ab0be17553785a0b308aa1b2634.jpg A video of Sal's laugh: https://m.youtube.com/shorts/7sWIRA94tAs 
The country of Tuvalu
The country with the lowest population (Vatican City doesn’t count because it’s just a place for the pope) with only 11,312 people on it, and no many people know of it
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404-art-found · 2 years
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girl help I have a renewed interest in an old BATIM au and now I'm drawing BATIM for the first time in ages
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Sammy and Norman realize they're in a cycle after accidentally running into each other and "breaking" things, and begin working together to strangle Henry, because he seems pretty heartless and sadistic, cutting everyone down loop after loop
When Sammy tries to track down Norman for the first time since the Realization(tm), he runs into Alice, who's more than happy to send him down to the Projectionist's floor. She really wants him dead for (once) worshipping Bendy.
Both Sammy and Norman accidentally spread this awareness of the cycle via the golden ink. Some people... do not take this well!
Sammy hates animatronics. Lacie, to both of their displeasure, ended up an animatronic.
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drunkchasind · 1 year
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✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘜𝘔𝘔𝘌𝘙 𝘎𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘊 𝘈𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘊𝘚 ∘₊✧
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Tagged by @spicyraeman thank you 😚❤
𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚: 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘴; 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺; 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺
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────── ✧₊∘ 𝘏𝘈𝘜𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘉𝘖𝘈𝘙𝘋𝘞𝘈𝘓𝘒
rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and popcorn, tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones, darts that are a little too sharp, twinkling lights in the dark, distant and ghostly laughter, blue and pink cotton candy, sunburnt shoulders, cherry flavored sno-cones, switchblades tucked into costumes, a bloodytrail into an old tent
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘒 𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙
the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric, soft and distant howls, unexplained lights darting through trees, clawed footprints in the dirt, bomber jackets and hiking boots, an old and well-used shotgun, thunderstorms that darken the sky, a rusted and reliable truck, the smell of petrichor, a voice calling your name from the trees
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘕 𝘊𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠
magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes, barbed wire, dark family secrets, stained white button downs, sweat drops down your spine, marshy swamp lands, weeping willow trees, rusted iron gates, cicadas in the summer, moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt, cursed family jewelry, old patina rosaries, fireflies at dusk
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘙𝘖𝘈𝘋 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘗 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘛
bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of grey aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends, ice cold diet coke, ripped jeans and converse, cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window, a 1960's white ford mustang, evergreen air fresheners, thousand yard stares, a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets, something dark following alongside your car, abandoned rest stops, rickety road signs that lead nowhere
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tagging, with no pressure as always @shadesofchaoticenergy
@ugh-my-back @imaginarycyberpunk2023 🖤
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ghostoffuturespast · 1 year
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Tag Game-Summer Goth Aesthetics
Thanks @therealnightcity for the tag! <3 This is a lovely list! Warms my ghost goth heart...
Rules: bold what applies to your character and their aesthetics; italicise those that somewhat apply; and strikethrough whatever doesn't apply
(I altered the formatting into lists, rather than paragraphs. I think it's easier to read? It's no longer a giant wall of words with a mish-mash of different formatting... idk, I tried. My eyeballs are still not happy.)
Valerie Hye-jin Li
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𝘏𝘈𝘜𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘉𝘖𝘈𝘙𝘋𝘞𝘈𝘓𝘒
rickety ferris wheels
carnival lights through fog
saltwater taffy and popcorn
tarot card readings
childhood best-friends
thunderstorms over the sea
tear-streaked face paint
chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water
ill-fated games of truth or dare
vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf-men
underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones
darts that are a little too sharp
twinkling lights in the dark
distant and ghostly laughter
blue and pink cotton candy
sunburnt shoulders
cherry flavored sno-cones
switchblades tucked into costumes
a bloody trail into an old tent
𝘚𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘒 𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙
the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal
circling turkey vultures
unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time
daddy long legs in rotting logs
distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie
unexplainable antler shrines
coniferous mountain horizons
star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night
nests of infant barn owls
claw marks in tent fabric
soft and distant howls
unexplained lights darting through trees
clawed footprints in the dirt
bomber jackets and hiking boots
an old and well-used shotgun
thunderstorms that darken the sky
a rusted and reliable truck
the smell of petrichor
a voice calling your name from the trees 
𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘕 𝘊𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠
magnolia blossoms
chipping white porch swings
spanish moss
suffocating humidity
faded photographs of lacy weddings
tire tracks in mud
mausoleum angels
family trees
the yellow-green eyes of alligators
repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface
broken porcelain dolls
legs covered with mosquito bites
barbed wire
dark family secrets
stained white button downs
sweat drops down your spine
marshy swamp lands
weeping willow trees
rusted iron gates
cicadas in the summer
moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt
cursed family jewelry
old patina rosaries
fireflies at dusk
𝘙𝘖𝘈𝘋 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘗 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘛 
bloodshot eyes
flickering neon motel signs
aviator sunglasses
magic 8 balls
recurrent dreams of grey aliens
beaded curtains
dusty denim and incense smoke
sepia desert vistas
playlists of 1960s rock songs
coded messages in television static
comets in the night sky
fake ids
gas station snacks
jesus bobble heads
split lips
patchouli
paranoia between friends
ice cold diet coke
ripped jeans and converse
cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window
a 1960's white ford mustang
evergreen air fresheners
thousand yard stares
a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets
something dark following alongside your car
abandoned rest stops
rickety road signs that lead nowhere
No pressure tags, I know it's a long one: @shimmer-like-agirl @vox-monstera @fly-amanitaa @ladykatie512 @maimaiapologist
And anyone else who'd like to do it!
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pinkydude · 1 year
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🟨 Summer Gothic Aesthetics
Got tagged by @katsigian! 🖤 Thank you (the name of the game itself fits Valen already ghfhgf)
🌑RULES: Bold what applies to your character and their aesthetics; italicise those that somewhat apply; and stikethrough whatever doesn't apply (bonus~ added colors to those that fits really well!)
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▶ Haunted Boardwalk
rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and popcorn, tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones, darts that are a little too sharp, twinkling lights in the dark, distant and ghostly laughter, blue and pink cotton candy, sunburnt shoulders, cherry flavored sno-cones, switchblades tucked into costumes, a bloody trail into an old tent
▶ Solitary Park Ranger
the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric, soft and distant howls, unexplained lights darting through trees, clawed footprints in the dirt, bomber jackets and hiking boots, an old and well-used shotgun, thunderstorms that darken the sky, a rusted and reliable truck, the smell of petrichor, a voice calling your name from the trees
▶ Southern Cemetary
magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes, barbed wire, dark family secrets, stained white button downs, sweat drops down your spine, marshy swamp lands, weeping willow trees, rusted iron gates, cicadas in the summer, moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt, cursed family jewelry, old patina rosaries, fireflies at dusk
▶ Road Trip Burnout
bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of grey aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends, ice cold diet coke, ripped jeans and converse, cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window, a 1960's white ford mustang, evergreen air fresheners, thousand yard stares, a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets, something dark following alongside your car, abandoned rest stops, rickety road signs that lead nowhere
Wasn't expecting to find fitting elements for this lil sunshine's aesthetic! Without surprises, the Road Trip Burnout category is almost fully bold! 🤏😅 Those type of OC games are always interesting to do- you don't have to think much, go with the flow and what feels right 😤
🔹 TAGGING: @morganbl4ckhand - @itzsassha - @a-pirate - @ne0n-rust - @theviridianbunny - @kittenchrissy - @lokiina - @dreamskug
Tried to tag people who weren't previously tagged already! Also tagging anyone who'd want to do it 😌 as always, no pressure!
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saevus-brutalis · 1 year
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tagged by: @katsigian thank you 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️ did this for both my babies 😌
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✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘜𝘔𝘔𝘌𝘙 𝘎𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘊 𝘈𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘊𝘚 ∘₊✧
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𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚: 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘴; 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺; 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘏𝘈𝘜𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘉𝘖𝘈𝘙𝘋𝘞𝘈𝘓𝘒
rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and popcorn, tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones, darts that are a little too sharp, twinkling lights in the dark, distant and ghostly laughter, blue and pink cotton candy, sunburnt shoulders, cherry flavored sno-cones, switchblades tucked into costumes, a bloody trail into an old tent
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘒 𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙
the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric, soft and distant howls, unexplained lights darting through trees, clawed footprints in the dirt, bomber jackets and hiking boots, an old and well-used shotgun, thunderstorms that darken the sky, a rusted and reliable truck, the smell of petrichor, a voice calling your name from the trees
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘕 𝘊𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠
magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes, barbed wire, dark family secrets, stained white button downs, sweat drops down your spine, marshy swamp lands, weeping willow trees, rusted iron gates, cicadas in the summer, moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt, cursed family jewelry, old patina rosaries, fireflies at dusk
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘙𝘖𝘈𝘋 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘗 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘛
bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of grey aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends, ice cold diet coke, ripped jeans and converse, cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window, a 1960's white ford mustang, evergreen air fresheners, thousand yard stares, a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets, something dark following alongside your car, abandoned rest stops, rickety road signs that lead nowhere
∘₊✧ ───── 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐧 '𝐑𝐚𝐲' 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 ───── ✧₊∘
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────── ✧₊∘ 𝘏𝘈𝘜𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘉𝘖𝘈𝘙𝘋𝘞𝘈𝘓𝘒
rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and popcorn, tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones, darts that are a little too sharp, twinkling lights in the dark, distant and ghostly laughter, blue and pink cotton candy, sunburnt shoulders, cherry flavored sno-cones, switchblades tucked into costumes, a bloody trail into an old tent
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘒 𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙
the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric, soft and distant howls, unexplained lights darting through trees, clawed footprints in the dirt, bomber jackets and hiking boots, an old and well-used shotgun, thunderstorms that darken the sky, a rusted and reliable truck, the smell of petrichor, a voice calling your name from the trees
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘕 𝘊𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠
magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes, barbed wire, dark family secrets, stained white button downs, sweat drops down your spine, marshy swamp lands, weeping willow trees, rusted iron gates, cicadas in the summer, moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt, cursed family jewelry, old patina rosaries, fireflies at dusk
────── ✧₊∘ 𝘙𝘖𝘈𝘋 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘗 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘛
bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of grey aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends, ice cold diet coke, ripped jeans and converse, cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window, a 1960's white ford mustang, evergreen air fresheners, thousand yard stares, a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets, something dark following alongside your car, abandoned rest stops, rickety road signs that lead nowhere
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tagging (with no pressure tho): @ne0n-rust @noirapocalypto would tag more people but idk who likes to do theseee 🗣️ lemmie know if you wanna be tagged and shittt
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spicyraeman · 1 year
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✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘜𝘔𝘔𝘌𝘙 𝘎𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘊 𝘈𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘊𝘚 ∘₊✧
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Tagged by @katsigian & @wraithsoutlaws, thank you both!
𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚: 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘴; 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺; 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺
𝘠𝘷𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦 [𝘝𝘙𝘔𝘕]
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rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and popcorn, tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones, darts that are a little too sharp, twinkling lights in the dark, distant and ghostly laughter, blue and pink cotton candy, sunburnt shoulders, cherry flavored sno-cones, switchblades tucked into costumes, a bloody trail into an old tent
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the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric, soft and distant howls, unexplained lights darting through trees, clawed footprints in the dirt, bomber jackets and hiking boots, an old and well-used shotgun, thunderstorms that darken the sky, a rusted and reliable truck, the smell of petrichor, a voice calling your name from the trees
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magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes, barbed wire, dark family secrets, stained white button downs, sweat drops down your spine, marshy swamp lands, weeping willow trees, rusted iron gates, cicadas in the summer, moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt, cursed family jewelry, old patina rosaries, fireflies at dusk
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bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of grey aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends, ice cold diet coke, ripped jeans and converse, cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window, a 1960's white ford mustang, evergreen air fresheners, thousand yard stares, a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets, something dark following alongside your car, abandoned rest stops, rickety road signs that lead nowhere
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tmntxthings · 2 years
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Rise!Turtles Playlists Part 2
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author’s note: part 2 as promised featuring Leo and Raph’s playlists! again all fun, no deep meanings, very self indulgent and from my own playlist!
part one
let me know what you guys think, any favorite songs? who’s got your favorite playlist? hope you all enjoy~~~
Leo
Honestly I think he listens to a bunch of pop and rap, something that matches his crazy personality, Leonardo’s playlist names would be something like ‘MC Leon’ or ‘Best of the best’
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You Get What You Give by New Radicals, (alt/indie, upbeat) he’d listen to this if he needed something genuine, something to help lift his mood, for when he’s in his feelings but the good kind, a dreamers anthem, ‘hope a ninja’s greatest weapon’
N Side by Steve Lacy, (r&b, chill) one of the more slower songs on his playlist, but still a love song, picture him in bed listening to this while reading a Jupiter Jim comic or something, knows the phone call part by heart and he acts in out in the shower
Perfect by One Direction, (pop upbeat) c’mon he likes boy bands on the down low, maybe even high key if he thinks the band is mainstream and definitely knows the words to this song, he just seems like a love song type of turtle
Shinunoga E-Wa by Fuji Kaze, (jpop, chill) one of the songs from Mikey’s playlist that Leo has claimed for his own, good music, though I imagine he’s probably as intense as the lyrics if anyone knows what the songs about, (maybe not that intense with a lover but yk what I mean)
CUFF IT by Beyoncé (disco pop, upbeat) this is it, this is his song, this is in his ears on a night out in the city, or his song choice to dance to in their arcade on Dance Dance Revolution, imagine him portaling around NYC with his brothers, possibly his theme song
Raph
If I remember correctly Raph was into soul music that one episode with the alberto animatronics, so other than jazz/soul I think he possibly could listen to these, playlist name ‘Boss Sound’ or ‘Big Red’s Hits’
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Dark Red by Steve Lacy, (r&b chill) definitely has those elements of jazz/soul I think, bonus points for having red in the title, Raph would definitely do chores, chill around the lair to this one, maybe play it in his room on speakers, I don’t think he’d be ashamed to play any of his songs out loud
Somewhere Only We Know by Keane, (pop uplifting) Definitely thinks of his brothers with this one, so beautiful, so sad yet happy, hard to describe really but all around a lovely song, Raph appreciates this song I think as an older brother
The Game of Love by Santana, (r&b soul upbeat) the guitar, the chorus, so good, Raph could be working out to this one, he doesn’t need something hardcore, just good music to get him through, he’s shaking his hips to this for sure
Just A Gigolo by Louis Prima, (old school jazz) yep, just listen to it, he would have sang this on that albearto stage! right?! cmon someone has to see it this way too, easy to remember, imagine his deep baritone voice singing this for karaoke, he loves all the instrument solos
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