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givemaycoffee · 4 months
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Heard, Chef
Art by @sun-n-mun
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syst3merr0r · 3 months
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HAZBIN HOTEL EP4 SPOILERS
Its about Husk i swear-
Okay so
Fun fact
I started screaming once Husk was revealed to be an ex-overlord because like, I've been thinking of "what if he was an overlord lol" BUT THE THING IS
I THOUGHT IT WAS A STUPID IDEA?? BECAUSE IDK BUT I NEVER TALKED ABOUT IT FOR THAT REASON AND LIKE
I HAVE DUMB ASS DESIGNS FOR IT I DID MONTHS AGO AND SHIT?? I WAS SCREAMING I SHIT YOU NOT
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Anyway Loser Baby is absolutely going to be on blast for the next year-
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littlegiganticthings · 2 months
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GIGANTIC: RAMPAGE EDITION
That's right! Further developed by Abstraction Games and published by Gearbox, Gigantic is set to relaunch on April 9th, 2024 across Steam, Playstation, and Xbox consoles! Unlike the original version, Gigantic: Rampage Edition will cost $19.99 but will not feature any micro-transactions!
The game is up on steam for wishlisting AND you can request access to join the Closed Beta. See you on the airship, everyone!
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ask-looks-to-the-moon · 11 months
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how are you adjusting to having to share your facility grounds?
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misteria247 · 1 year
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I love how in the 2003 tmnt series you can clearly tell that Raph, Donnie and Mikey all share the same brain cell like literally they get threatened and attacked by a group of ninjas and the first thing to come out of their mouths?
Nice hats.
God they're all so dumb love them to bits and pieces.
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iwozlegit · 4 days
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|| 🍍• Could you imagine being all geared up to watch, laugh, and love on-screen Huskerdust only to get fucking La La Land-ed with a fucking unexpected plot twist that they’re seemingly made for each other but something changes and we then see them meeting each other years later?
Concept/image/mini-fic in more detail below ⬇️
Angel Dust is free of Val and visiting a bar which just so happens to have a certain cat, still chained to his master, tickling the ivories to a small bar crowd.
The sweet sombre melody of Loser, Baby floats around the bar, an unusual air in a Hell nightclub.
Angel, in his own little world, settles by the bar and orders his drink. A classic Sex on the Beach. A usual of his. Though, upon tasting it, it’s not massively to his tastes, and he opts to twirl it before his eyes wondering how and why they haven’t tasted like the dreamy ones of his memories.
Trapped in the midst of his recollections, Angel begins swaying along to the bar’s live music, feeling a welcoming warmth wash over him after a long day.
And slowly, very slowly, Angel begins to awaken to the warmth of the melody - it’s familiar. It’s personal. The feeling reminds him of coming home. And all at once, the cogs finally find their rhythm, and the reflections illuminated on his glass cast a vista he never thought he’d see again.
There he is. After all this time. After everything. There. He. Is. Tickling the ivories in a dingy dive bar to the notes of their song, and serenading sinners to the ode of them. Of everything they were. Of everything they almost became.
Eventually, Angel brings himself to turn around and behold the cat for himself; lower hands coming together to fidget as they always did as his upper hands endeavour to steady themself around the stem of the forgotten drink.
He should leave, he thinks. He hates how that is his first thought upon seeing Husk after so long. Pay up quietly, discreetly, and walking straight back up the stairs to the street. He knows in that moment at least that he’s changed from who he once was upon arrival to Hell, and, later to the hotel. He doesn’t have to pretend about anything, he tells himself. He’s not about the pretending lifestyle anymore, right?
Half settled on his decision, he downs the sugary beverage as he stands - striving to convince himself the building burn in his throat is just the drink and nothing more - and places the cash plus change to a little too harshly onto the bar.
The coinage rattles, spilling in all directions, and Angel fumbles and curses to catch the bits that clatter to the floor.
It takes him far longer to pick up that which has been spilled. He hates that. He hates how the music stills prematurely to a stop, and he hates how his eyes begin to burn in sync to the discomfort of his throat. He hates how he feels the bar looking even though they likely aren’t, and he hates how of all the eyes he’s convinced are staring, there’s only one that overpowers them all.
Swallowing around the unease, Angel stands, placing the change onto the bar with a silent “sorry,” and moves slowly towards the exit.
The eyes follow him. Their warmth blessedly familiar. A small part of Angel wishes they hadn’t. A much larger part relaxes against their power, mesmerising and strong, but not forceful. They never had been. Not so long ago, yet long enough potentially forget, those eyes had skilfully unravelled him with a care that help ignite a sense of urgency within him to change. The final straw on the camel’s back some would say. The catalyst.
His catalyst.
Angel stifled a sob as he paused at the stair’s handrail, or was it a laugh? He told himself it was a laugh and smiled around the spikiness of the unusual happy sadness.
After all this time. After everything. Angel was happy to say goodbye again. Because it wasn’t really a goodbye. It was also a hello.
And reassured, he turns, and he smiles, hoping it’s convincing even though he knows his cheeks are damp.
So many words.
So many memories.
So many what-could-have-been scenarios swirling amongst the thick air.
Husk merely blinks at him, finally acknowledged. And then, like heaven in hell, Husk smiles. His ‘Angel’ smile. That soft, gentle lidded sort of smile that enlarged the heart details above his brows and etched the motions of his crusty old heart for all to see. Ever the respectful Husker, man of honour and integrity that warmed Angel in ways no hands or bodies ever could, and likely never would.
How lucky he’d been. How happy he’d been.
They hold the look for longer than they should have, this they both know…
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…And then Angel Dust leaves, smiling as their song picks up again to serenade wayward sinner couples, who were none the wiser that two passing ships reunited for one last time…
How beautiful life could be…even in death.
(Should I like actually write this in more detail and post it? Would anyone even read something like this??)
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pure-patissiere · 4 months
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─── ・ 。゚☆: 🍾 .* :☆゚. ───
♡𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑰𝒔 𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝑻𝒐 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆♡
─── ・ 。゚☆: 🍾 .* :☆゚. ───
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overherekittykitty · 10 months
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Mirage icon Images. If you use leave a like or Reblog.
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Me: Okay I should stop posting Splatoon 1 clips
Brain: Splat 1 clip of the day
Me: 🗿
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askxigbar · 9 months
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Hey kiddos, I hope you're having a great day!
Hard to believe I've been back at this blog again for 4 months already! I've been working really hard to keep the queue full and going for everyone, so I hope that effort shows!
I try not to do much self-promotion on this blog because I get a weird sense of guilt for doing so for some reason, but today is my birthday, so I think I'm allowed a little self-promo lol as a treat
I want to say first off, thank you all again for all the engagement, be it from comments, tags or especially reblogging my posts! It means a lot since I do this blog for you guys!
So if you like the work I do here, and or my other work/art and you can - please consider supporting me!
I have a Patreon where I post; early access art - and I talk at more length about the pieces/processes, exclusive weekly WIPs where I talk about long term projects and goals, linearts of finished pieces, and exclusive access to my sketchbooks from HS forward, as well as anatomy studies I don't post publicly!
If you don't want to subscribe monthly to my Patreon, consider dropping me a Ko-fi now and then!
If you're not the donation kind; I do take on commissions randomly when asked, I just don't advertise it as much because I work 40 hours a week on a swing shift, so I'm not as fast as I use to be! But I still enjoy taking 'em!
If nothing else, again - thank you for the support and sticking around!
That's all, thanks guys! Have a great rest of your week, and we'll see you Saturday at the usual spot!
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rosetintedgunman · 6 months
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Happy birthday to the best fool in the entire multiverse!!
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furby-organist · 3 months
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// Twitter has the Alastor = Jesus chatter going on and WHAT HAVE I BEEN SAYING. WHAT HAVE I BEEN SAYING ON THIS BLOG.
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lil-kissy · 5 months
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~Make New Friends but Keep the Old, because one is silver and the other's gold~
Kisara with many of the important people in her life <3
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Kaze - @kazeofthemagun
Kumo - @shiroi---kumo
Kain - @forgotten-teammates / Sielu - @aquaticsoul
Isabel and Carmon - @mpuzzlegirl / @compassionatedestiny (The ones that started it all ^.^)
Dark Magician Girl / Mana - @mahoushojoumonster
Kaiba - @kaibagirl007
Tamaki - @drinkitfrommymouthsuou
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Reblogs allowed
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yeonban · 3 months
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I might be ~quirky~ for this (welcome to my twisted mind and etc) but I genuinely have so much fun with shipping nowadays, ever since I chose to be singleship for each muse. I feel like my adhd has never allowed me to pour even half as much care and attention into a ship as I'd have loved to when I had multiple ones at the same time per muse, so being able to focus on a single romantic dynamic per muse really feels like a weight off my shoulders
#* ooc.   /   posts.#I also know my adhd is all over the place so at times I may go a few months w/o bringing that specific muse (and thus ship) up#(unless you approach me in dms; in which case my mind typically instantly goes !!! on the muse & ship)#so I'm INCREDIBLY touched whenever my ship partners agree to be singleship w me. It's truly such an honor and blessing to me#and I feel like it's much easier for my muse to get very attached when their romantic attention only goes to a single person;#so you can best believe that from the moment we start shipping your portrayal will ALWAYS. and I mean /ALWAYS/ be intertwined with mine#doesn't matter if you drop the muse or leave tumblr or stop writing altogether. your muse will Always be my muse's special someone#I've had tons of ships where my partner disappeared off the face of the earth one day and yet all I've done was change 'singleship'#to 'noship' bc my muse's heart to this day (several irl years later) continues to be with their portrayal; REFUSING to look at anyone else#Granted this is also why I'm so picky with shipping; in the sense that I let my muse lead the way til they fall in love#and only THEN do I ask the mun if they're fine w our muses being a thing (and thus being singleship w me)#I used to say yes to people just asking to ship and while I know that's a neat option too; I simply. Cannot do that these days ADGHSAJDSDK#nothing against anyone nor against that route; but I've had a good share of ships that crumbled or made me lose muse bc my muse wasn't#feeling the ship. so I'm no longer going ahead unless the muse falls first and makes ME start shipping it rather than the other way around#and that decision has unironically made me feel so light and comfortable here AHDSAJDSKDJ#AH NEY WAYZ!! I need to be sedated bc why am I awake at 11 am. I HAVE NOT SLEPT.
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misteria247 · 8 months
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Me scrolling Tumblr and doing absolutely fuck all
Oreo one of our newest kittens coming up to me purring and demanding attention
Me gently scratches her small head while scrolling
Oreo comes up in front of my face and very gently gives my nose a kiss while purring
Me voice cracking: Oh my God, oh my fucking God, oh my good God-
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mindsmade · 5 months
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I log in to see people posting their fur babies so now I gotta introduce y’all to the prince of my household, gumba 💙 2 extra w 1 ft yours truly under the cut bc I don’t wanna clutter the dash skdnsjd
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