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knightly-bastard · 10 months
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Is thethe the knights garye gay gay??
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Of course they are, these guys make a literal rainbow with their colors, why wouldn't they be?
Jestro also is a semi-rainbow, with all of his canon fits being every color EXCEPT green...which im guessing we would've got in the foreseen season 5 (Got tired so I didn't include him in this drawing, Sorry Jestro, I promise to make it up to you soon)
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oifaaa · 11 months
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Trans Gxen Stacy meets Trans Stephanie Brown and boom
Money printing machine
Dc and marvels next big crossover event is just a mini series staring these two
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clingyduoapologist · 2 years
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Wilbur liked to think of himself as a generally well collected person.
Especially recently, he’d been making an effort to try to appear less, “intense.” First impressions were important, after all, and the last thing Wilbur wanted was to give people any more reasons to be wary of him.
So when he checked his calendar and realized that July 12th had come around once again, he didn’t make a fuss. He didn’t check his communicator or make any plans. He didn’t do much of anything really. Except head out for a walk.
He reasoned that if anyone had planned anything, than he would have already been dragged into whatever surprise celebration his friends had planned, and his weak protests would be drowned out by laughter and taunting, and he would settle back and smile.
But Wilbur knew that things weren’t that simple anymore.
So he walked on his own, heading no where in particular, noticing the little changes in the surroundings, enjoying the cool early morning breeze. But like so many times before, Wilbur eventually found that his feet had carried him to the edge of L’manberg’s crater .
He stood there for a while, watching as the wind whipped the vines hanging from the tnt-dupers to and fro, and laughed bitterly before speaking.
“I guess in the end you were more like me than even I realized,” he said.
“We were respected, you and I. Loved. But despite it all, here we are, alone. And on such a lovely morning, as well.”
“I suppose it’s just in our nature, to be alone.”
“Yeah well maybe if you didn’t leave for a walk at five o’clock in the fucking morning-“
Wilbur whipped around towards the voice.
“Tommy, what- why are you here?” Wilbur asked.
Tommy scoffed.
“What else? Looking for you, obviously.”
“Why? Is something the matter? If something happened I-“
Tommy interrupted him by dropping a small box into his lap.
“Happy birthday,” was all he said.
Carefully, Wilbur untied the chord keeping the box shut. Slowly, he lifted the top off, and his heart just about stopped.
Sitting shiny and pristine as ever in the bottom of the box was his old president’s cap, the same one he had worn during the original revolution.
“Where did you find this?”
“I uh, I kept it after you…” Tommy trailed off.
“Died?” Wilbur supplied.
“Yeah,” Tommy rubbed the back of his neck. “It was sorta fucked up but I stitched it up best I could, then Tubbo helped with the finishing touches and uh- yeah.”
Wilbur tenderly lifted the hat from the box and ran his hand over the leather. It was clearly worn, but it was freshly painted and stitched. He followed the stitches with his fingers, admiring the clean lines that must’ve of taken hours.
“I don’t know what to say,” Wilbur said.
“How about Thank you Tommyinnit for the amazing craftsmanship and wonderful present on my birthday because-“
Wilbur rolled his eyes, placing the hat back in it’s box and moving it into his inventory.
“Anyways, could you hurry up? Tubbo’s making cake and I want to be there before the mansion burns down.”
Wilbur stood, and with Tommy at his side he started towards Snowchester.
“Hey Wil,” Tommy said.
“Yeah?”
“Just so we’re on the same page, the only thing that’s In your nature is being fucking stupid.”
Wilbur froze, but Tommy walked on as if nothing had happened.
Wilbur watched as the younger boy walked down the Prime Path, never letting his head dip too low.
Wilbur smiled, and ran to catch up.
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I'm going to start work on the vacation queue doodles! Again, if you have any suggestions, I'll gladly take them :3 I have gotten a few suggestions already and I have a few older asks that I'm going to include in the queue❤️ (Anons are on as always, every suggestion is a good suggestion, and I appreciate every single on of them, so no pressure❤️❤️)
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greenunoreversecard · 4 months
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List of my crazy fucking vocal Stims go:
Your mom
Penis fartz
F@gg0t (I'm gay)
Screaming (random)
Screaming (fuck word)
The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood (the anwser is roughly 700 pounds bc they can chuck 700 pounds of dirt so in theory it would be relatively the same)
Crazy? I was crazy once, the locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy.
aNd i DoNt WaNt tHe WoRlD tO sEe mE- (sung in cursive and purposefully bad)
Fuck you
Cunt
Balls
Slay
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evelicious · 11 months
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headcanon : keeping her demon form at bay
i do already have a headcanon about what happens when evelynn becomes angry , so for now i won’t go into too much detail about that . i suggest reading it before this one !
i wanted to talk about evelynn not wanting to allow herself to be consumed by her powers . whilst she is not against the destruction that follows , evelynn is someone that makes very calculated decisions despite how it might seem . she sees life as a game and the humans/creatures living in it as her pawns . so going into full rage mode and killing everyone within miles around her could be a huge disadvantage for her . not to mention that , whilst she thinks she is the ultimate beauty always , she doesn’t like being in a more monstrous form .
anyway … i wanted to talk about evelynn’s demon form not only being triggered by anger , but also by extreme hunger / need to see blood spilled . evelynn is a demon through and through , she was quite literally created by all of the negativity and anguish in the world , so to say that she could allow herself to go without killing would be wrong in my opinion .
evelynn has to kill in order to survive . she has to feed from the negativity she was born from , otherwise she will wither away & die . this is kind of a double edged sword for her because whilst she enjoys it and derives pleasure from being able to cause big negative bursts of emotions in her victims , she’s also an insatiable creature that can never really be satisfied with her attempts to sate her hunger .
it makes the more human aspects of her life much more difficult , such as when she began her slight interest in experiencing love ( see this headcanon ) .
the takeaway from this headcanon is : evelynn will never stop being a monster , her life quite literally depends on it .
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herecomesnaya · 2 years
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babygirl I’m coming up with AUs you couldn’t possibly dream of
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Time passes, hearts decay, and the Office crumbles -- but love lasts.
And it's love that takes over for the Narrator when he slips away, leaving his forgotten spouse and the ruins of a Story in his place.
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Hello! This is a blog that will eventually be devoted to The Stanley Parable roleplay, specifically centering around an AU and its lore! I'm still getting pages and things worked out, but please reblog or interact if you would be interested/open/et cetera!
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czerwonywilk · 5 months
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a great change and a great way to execute the idea
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hojlundaise · 5 months
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the transition im crying
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bronzetomatoes · 3 months
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Why dont we all look at Andy
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toshootforthestars · 7 months
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i used to be so good at writing strong, thoroughly-researched, thoroughly-edited essays.
as a kid in hs, my teacher literally came up to me, holding my 40 page essay on the intersection of the European witch hunts and capitalism/exploitation/gender roles (it was supposed to be 7 pages...whoops) and went like "this is literally a master's-degree level thesis. what are you doing?? you could literally use this as your final dissertation in a master's program, what the fuck."
NOW??? NOW?? you'd think I'd be oh so skilled. but alas. i can barely piece together two ideas. adhd skill-regression is so so real. im SOBBING
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I am Kenough.
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lemonlurkrr · 10 months
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hyperfixation sucks I think just a little too hard about a guy who isn't even real and I could start crying any second
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zytes · 5 months
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this manatee looks like it’s in a skyrim loading screen
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