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gointothevvater · 11 hours
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kandiwinged · 5 months
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(I have been thinking abt this for days I'm sorry)
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dolly-macabre · 2 months
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Some Dickles at a SNB record release party 🥳
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m3gahet · 2 months
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A day late but it’s adorable so-
Happy Valentine’s Day from my new favorite trio ❤️
(I know this isn’t metal I don’t care-)
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dakota1616 · 5 months
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@azisfuckingdead whoopsies
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milobat · 1 month
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the perfect way to die: being crush by ur bf's muscles 🖤
from this pic right here!!
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imayeenatheart · 5 hours
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I’m obsessed with drawing these two again 😭❤️
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victoroni-cheese · 6 months
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My MTL "oc"
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Yeah he exists only for shipping.
And by shipping I mean he screws everyone (except murderface cuz that's funny)
Highly unprofessional yet exceptional enough at his job for Charles to keep him on
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Him with his mesh shirts and legs
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anirnisiaq · 3 months
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Days like this..
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gointothevvater · 2 days
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fake dates
Have I mentioned that Skwisgaar and St. Cecilia like to pretend that they're dating at red carpet events just to cause drama? 🖤
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Apropos of nothing in particular, one of the crowd of paparazzi asked, "Are you dating?"
The questions had begun the moment St. Cecilia and Skwisgaar had stepped onto the red carpet. They always did. The drama was, naturally, the reason they'd elected to come together at all.
Though her face was lost in a sea of camera flashes, a lady with a microphone asked, "Does Charles Offdensen know?"
"How long have you two been an item?" another paparazzo asked.
"Skwisgaar and I been married for seven years," St. Cecilia said, her arm looped in his as he snorted in amusement. Her silvery gown was matched to his silvery suit. "Charlie is a fling. Don't you people do your research? Shouldn't you know that?"
A murmur rippled through the crowd, quieting it for just a moment before the questions revved up again.
"Thunderhorse," Skwisgaar added, leaning in to press a sloppy kiss to St. Cecilia's cheek, "was our honeymoons." He made a silly heugh sound when she kissed his jaw, smearing her lipstick over his skin. "Figured we was already doings it, may as well films it, ja?"
Neither of them could see it, but on the other side of a screen far, far away, Charles stifled a laugh.
And the taglist: @dolly-macabre , @chordsykat , @claudia-nomusaabara , @judasbeast , @midnight-blue-monday , @the-gall0ws  , @m3gahet  , @plvtosun , @sillydorito and @rexscanonwife 🖤
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skwistokgetalongshirt · 5 months
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[Picrew ]
Slowly but surely dropping a bit more Missy picrews, lol. They didn't have it, but she has purple tips. Her name is Missy C, thinking about making the 'C' stand for Cerebral bc that's brutal, or perhaps she will be Missy CSF. Will drop a lore post eventually :')
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mythical-moonlight · 8 hours
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Golden
St. Cecilia and Wolfgang drabble for @gointothevvater because her character is precious
Wolfgang sat on the floor. The marble was cold beneath him, golden flecks and grout between tiles illuminated by the bright Hollywood lighting of St. Cecilia's makeup vanity. Between his fingers he twirled one of her makeup brushes, the other hand hitting one against the stone ground to keep rhythm with whatever song he had in his head as if were drumming.
Charles had left with the band for a meeting, thirty minutes ago at most. With Wolfgang not being allowed to follow Pickles, he ended up finding the company of Charles' partner instead, though he didn't have much to say towards whatever it was she was doing with the mix of rouge powders and shimmering palettes.
"Wolf," Ceelie spoke up. "Could you be a dear and hand me that?"
He recognized the accent. He'd played enough shows in the heart of London to pinpoint it. It was smooth and melodic like everything else she did. For a moment, he wondered how she even fit in around Mordhaus. How the rowdiness and chaos didn't drive her to the brink of madness.
"Here ya go, sugar'." He hummed, handing over the fluffiest brush and keeping the other one for himself.
"Both of them, please"
"Ain't you got enough of 'em up there? Trynna take away my fun when there's nothin' else for me to do here."
She turned around, platinum ponytail swishing over her shoulder, a curious look on her face.
"Where are you from?" St. Cecilia asked, a small giggle escaping her lips.
The southern drawl Wolf had was undeniably still there, thick as the humidity from the southern states.
"Birmingham, Alabama."
"Alabama? That's a new one." She mused, running a vibrant gloss over her pouted lips.
"Ain't all that bad," Wolf said, beaming up at her. "When people are mindin' their business."
"I see."
And she leaned down, taking the brush out of Wolf's hand herself. He was left with a look of shock on his face and a scoff.
"Now darlin', ya don't need all these damn brushes. Been tellin' you this since I came in he-"
"Just come here and look, Wolf. Stop being so bossy."
He grumbled as he got to his feet, peering over St. Cecilia's shoulder at the collection of fine makeup across her vanity. He didn't recognize a single one of them, too expensive for his tastes. His eyeliner cost about three dollars from a drug store and that's all he knew.
"This one," She said. "Is a powder puff. Charles bought it for me on one of our trips to France. Usually the others come in sets."
It was a white cotton poof with golden filigree on the band of it, and he watched as she batted the rouge onto her cheeks. It must've been fancy because it worked pretty well.
"How d'you know when you're done?" He asked.
"Whenever I'm happy with how I look." She replied, smiling at him in the mirror. "When I look radiant."
Wolf furrowed his brows, trying to make sense of what she said.
"Ain't that just a fancy way to say pretty? Ya always look pretty."
"Aren't you sweet."
"Nah, just southern hospitality."
She shoved him, playful, but it caught him off guard enough to send Wolfgang staggering back. The both of them laughed, St. Cecilia reaching up to tighten her ponytail as they did.
The glimmer of more gold caught his eye. The band around St. Cecilia's neck she wore what seemed to be... always.
"Miss, where'd you get that one." He said, pointing to the jewelry.
St. Cecilia smiled, her lithe fingers brushing against the gold as she admired it in the mirror. She looked to Wolf, whose back was turned to the reflection, but she could still see his cornflower blue eyes looking for answers out of her peripheral.
"It's my collar. A gift from Charles."
Wolf had that confused look on his face again, but when St. Cecilia turned towards him and he could see the collar in it's entirety, it didn't answer anything.
"But miss..." He whispered. "Ya ain't a dog. Do I need to be worried? He ain't treatin' ya bad?"
Wolfgang was concerned, but St. Cecilia just laughed. It added to more of his confusion but he wasn't about to question it since she seemed fine with it.
"No, no. Dear, it's... Personal." She said. "Intimate, if I had to put a word to it."
"Yes ma'am."
He had no idea what the hell that was supposed to mean, but she seemed fine with it. St. Cecilia seemed fine with whatever was gold by the looks of it. A mental note he was making for whatever reason he may need it.
"You know," she said. "You wouldn't look bad with one yourself. I think it would go well with your name."
One of his hands grazed the skin of his throat, the real meaning behind her words going over his head as he chuckled.
"You reckon? Ain't ever thought about it, miss."
"Mhm. Here."
She handed him a different brush this time. One with an iridescent pigment in the fibers.
"Blending brush. The name tells all."
"Oh. Right. All that mess. Yeah, blends 'n whatnot."
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dolly-macabre · 19 days
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Been working on these for forever 🖤
Life's been knocking me down left and right lately. Needed to draw some comfort.
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m3gahet · 2 months
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Sketchdump of my fav trio of dorks 🤎🩷💛
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dakota1616 · 4 months
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new metalocalypse oc! Basic info: Name: (Idk, im torn between the names kovu and cujo) Age: 24 Role in dethklok: Idk yet lmao thats all i have for now i THINK
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milobat · 3 months
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she loves emily the bat more than him smh
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