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qwertyprophecy · 6 months
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Sketches from Garlemald, digitally coloured
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cd-spoida · 6 months
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Welp they're demons now
I turned them into demons and I dont regret it
Enjoy and Happy Halloween folks!
Below is just random notes and doodles I did after making this and starring at it a little too long
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monkiebois · 5 months
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Mac got sick so now their chillin'
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m00nsflesh · 23 days
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Eris and (Manipulation) Milo because I love the game so much!! I can't recommend it enough
@perfectlovevn
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chann3l-chas3r · 11 months
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papa-abel · 1 year
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A commission for deademyers (twitter) And another to come in the next couple of weeks where David returns the favor <3
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scp-113 · 1 year
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*sigh* I will finish this someday ;-;
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stella-verse · 1 year
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Dream :D
this is definitely an older piece but I love it anyways, Dream is one of my favorite AU Sans so I couldn't NOT make art of him
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upturned-antics · 2 years
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Get CHEESED YOU IDIOT HAHAHAHA!!!!!!
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stickbrainrot · 1 year
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mschupacabra · 6 months
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Providence's Resident Creeper
Summary: [drabble] Six & Holiday || First Impressions
Holiday honestly found him pretty creepy...
originally posted on Amino.
Word count: 1544
The cafeteria was closing in an hour. Providence chefs had stopped serving food in the mess hall, but one of the cooks kindly invited her to take what she wanted from the fridge in the back room until it was time to close. Most of the workers were cleaning off tables, so nobody really paid her any mind. The only readily available items in the fridge were a huge metal container of cold macaroni and a bowl of tuna that had a label indicating it was to be thrown out the next morning. Rebecca didn't exactly feel like cooking, not after the day at work she had.
Reheated food for dinner it was.
With a little unused plastic spoon, she began scooping some macaroni into the bowl of tuna and mixed it thoroughly, keeping the fridge door open longer than she probably should have. It would be alright. Providence could probably afford the electric bill since they had enough money for live experimentation projects and torture. 
She stopped mixing her food suddenly and rubbed her forehead, trying to prevent an onslaught of images from flooding her brain while she was about to eat. When she pulled her hand away from her face, she caught sight of her reflection in the dull macaroni container. There were dark bags under her eyes and the careful bun in her hair was coming undone, causing loose hairs to stick out in every direction like she was some sort of mad scientist. 
She had long graduated and for that she was glad. If any of her university friends could see her now, they would say she had let herself go. Not that she ever cared about being beautiful, nor was she particular about aesthetics, but Rebecca felt far from glamorous. She wasn't wearing her lab smock anymore; it was thrown into the biohazard disposal after her shift, but she could somehow still see the gore covering her body.
She sniffled, digging her spoon into her food and taking a bite before she could start actually crying. The cold taste of the tuna macaroni somehow made everything worse. She missed warm, home-cooked meals and being a kid. She missed being at home with her sister and parents. She missed when her hands were clean, and nobody had to die. The world was never suffering when she was a girl.
"Keeping the fridge door open that long will spoil the food. I doubt you want to be responsible for that much loss of Providence inventory."
Rebecca almost choked on her spoon, yanking it out of her mouth. She looked over her shoulder to see who had spoken. It was just him. Providence's Resident Creeper. A few months ago, he and another mercenary had been introduced to their headquarters as new recruits who would be working alongside the soldiers. Freelancers. Murderers. She didn't have that much of an opinion on the Creeper's partner, White Knight, who seemed to fit in the work environment like a missing puzzle piece. The blonde mercenary was a regular man's man.
However, Agent Six was a little more…
Well, he was just creepy.
He tended to lurk in the background like a suspicious character. It didn't help that he was rumored to have gotten his name for being the sixth deadliest man in the world. He always wore intense dark shades, and she hated not knowing if his eyes were on her or not. The feeling that they might have been watching always gave her the skeeves. Now, there was no mistaking that she was on his radar. 
Stop looking at me, creep, she wished she could say. Especially not now when she was at her lowest point. An urge to wipe the tears from her eyes arose, but she didn't have anything to clean her face with, and the last thing she wanted was to wipe her face with her sleeve in front of a deadly mercenary. She already probably looked disgusting enough as it was. 
"The fridge," Six reminded, making her realize that she was somewhat gawking at him.
"It's 6pm," She said, her voice coming out strange because of her stuffy nose. "The fridge is mine until 7pm… so shoo!"
Six raised a brow.
Did she just tell a trained killer to scram? Yeah. Did she have a death wish? Maybe.
"That's expired," He informed, staring pointedly at the bowl in her hands. Without caring, she shrugged and said nothing in response. She averted her eyes and looked down at her sad macaroni tuna mix. Tears dripped down her cheeks at the action without her wanting them to. 
Great. This was perfect.
Six sighed and took the tuna macaroni out of her hands. Easily, she relinquished her hold on the glass bowl. She wasn't that attached to it in the first place. With his free hand, he reached around her to close the fridge door.
"Go take a seat," He instructed her. Immediately, Rebecca took a seat at one of the tables, watching Agent Six move about the kitchen. From one of the cabinets, he brought down a bottle of water and slid it across the table to her. She didn't take it, just staring at it and then at him.
She wondered why he was being somewhat nice. He didn't even know her.
"Take a drink."
She followed instructions yet again, unsure of why. The splash of fresh water in her mouth did break her out of her miserable haze though. She was able to get a hold of herself enough to at least look at him.
"Thanks…" She said lamely. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy after all.
"You're a soldier?" Agent Six asked.
She shook her head.
"No," She whispered, "but I do work here."
"Don't recall seeing you."
Yeah, she didn't think he would. Agent Six left her table, pulling a snack bar from one of the cabinets. The package label promised,"24 Hour Energy!" She didn't think it could be too healthy of him to have only that to eat.
"It does get better. Eventually." He shrugged awkwardly. She wondered what he was getting at, only to realize that he was trying to… comfort her? She wasn't sure, but it seemed like he was trying to make her feel better in his own weird little way.
"What are you talking about?"
"You get used to seeing it. Combat. Since you're not a soldier, I assumed you were probably a medic or researcher. Someone not suited for fighting. Eventually though, it becomes mundane to hear or see that someone has died. If death still bothers you years later, you're probably in the wrong field."
Holiday looked down at the water bottle in her grip. Six's words failed to give her any reassurance. She wasn't soothed nor did she think he would understand. Working for Providence was the only way to keep her sister safe.
"Try reading the expiration date on the packages." Agent Six said before exiting the kitchens. It took a few minutes for her to realize he had stolen her tuna mac and cheese.
That was her first real encounter with the resident creeper.
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The following day, she found that her workload was tamer than dissections. She only had to fill out forms and documents for Dr. Fell. As she was writing, a group of Providence soldiers wheeled in a cage belonging to a mutated leopard. Trapped, the EVO lunged at the bars, trying and failing to free itself. Its shrieks and growls echoed down the halls. Among the agents transporting the creature were Agent Six and his partner White Knight, though Six was trailing behind them.
Automatically, her eyes darted away. Rebecca kept her gaze fixed on her papers as Dr. Fell approached the soldiers to take the leopard from them. He was usually the one who went over the procedures of EVO intake with them. Her job was simply to prepare the specimen and assist when he needed it, but the lab was run by him.
She didn’t hear Agent Six approach her. She was surprised when his shadow descended upon her and jerked her head up to look at him.
“Oh, it’s you.”
“You’re looking better today.” He noted.
Remembering the state he found her in yesterday, her face burned with embarrassment. She honestly didn’t expect to run into him again after that night. After all, they didn’t often work in the same department together.
“Thanks for the compliment," She said sourly. “Just what every girl wants to hear.”
Agent Six’s lips twitched. “I didn’t intend it to be a compliment…”
The slight smile on his face almost stopped her heart. Of all the glimpses she ever had of Six, she didn’t think she ever caught him smiling. Not even a little. Rebecca didn’t know if he was inwardly laughing at her though, which would have annoyed her if she didn’t already know that the guy was a little socially awkward. She had come to the conclusion yesterday, after the agent’s sad attempt to console her in the kitchen.
It made her remember something. “You stole my dinner last night.”
“I threw it away.” He corrected her. “I was doing you a favor.”
“It still had a day left.”
“If it bothered you so much…” Agent Six leaned forward, his palms on the edges of her lab table. “I guess I owe you dinner then, Doctor.”
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qwertyprophecy · 6 months
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Lightwarden Agape
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cd-spoida · 9 months
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Lil doodle dump of themmm
Having my version of Sun and Moon making Ruin Eclipse feel welcomed cuz oml Ruin deserves it- the bean
Below is just the full version of all the doodles together
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monkiebois · 1 year
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Macaque and his shadow kaiju are both touched starved and thier biggest weakness
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m00nsflesh · 9 days
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I just like to imagine my MC (Laufey) and Eris meeting up!! the moment I saw Eris design in game I couldn't help but play the game as my oc due their way to treat people rlly matching :)
more info abt my character under keep reading <3
her name isn't Laufey, it's a name she choose for herself due her hating her actual name. Laufey shares the same ideals that Eris shows in game, of having that type of love, except she wants Milo to be her little pet and beg for her, beg for her attention, her touch, for her alone while she can do whatever she wants. she loves Milo due him being such a fool and easy to manipulate (maybe she does love him, who knows) but outside that, she manipulates others for fun and still get away due her dad being the mayor, she is extremely charismatic and friendly when she has too and people easily fall for her like that.
I might make her an oc into this universe, maybe she could be one of Eris' exes who Eris still can control due her knowing things Laufey did and if people found out they'd put her in jail. Also Laufey's feelings towards Eris would be of adoration and despise due them having that control over her yet she could still help Eris out because Laufey is also a terrible person and also enable whatever Eris wants to do.
anyway Laufey is also a terrible person, supports and despises Eris, knows how Eris actually is and likes that on them, loves Milo in her own twisted way
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chann3l-chas3r · 11 months
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An excerpt from the fic I’ve been working on, with rough illustration drafts! I’m really excited about it, but it’s gonna be awhile before I begin posting it (got more to write and LOTS more to illustrate,) and I just wanted to share something, y’know?
I’ve never made an illustrated story before so I’m still learning layouts and all that. If anyone’s got feedback / criticisms, I’m more than happy to hear ‘em!
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