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luaubud · 4 months
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GUYS . I MADE A DISCORD SERVER FOR PEOPLE WHO ARE ABSOLUTELY NKRMAL AND SANE FOR CHAYLOR. also planning smth with a couple others on twt cuz were so normal ^_^ lmk if u wanna join but ill go to sleep like right after i post this so itll be later
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freckledgeto · 10 months
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sentientsky · 5 months
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Anne Carson // unknown (pls lmk) // also unknown (I’m so sorry)
thinking ab the Starmaker again,,, (this is your fault, @actual-changeling)
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krazydraws · 1 month
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hi hello more au stuff for this (calling it Knights Quest maybe)
Ceroba!! Or Wildflame preferably!
The Sheriff of the Wild East! Or tries to be at least!(she’s failing a bit but let’s pretend she’s not)
She’s a bit serious about being the Sheriff however she’s overall pretty energetic and fun! Like a Sheriff should be! She can get a bit carried. away sometimes.
She just wants to see Starlo happy again, even if it’s for a little bit. She’s also fireproof!
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The royal guard!
Who let him be one. And how did he become one. He doesnt know. However, he’ll still do his job! He’s a bit burnt out though.
Snowdin residents seem to like him, however he’s heard a few things about the previous royal guard who was once in his place who has now been fired; and where they went. He might look into that in his free time-when he isn’t writing(nerd..)
He’s not fireproof unfortunately. Not plot relevant at all.
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danrifics · 3 months
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they definitely got an eyebrow pencil for phil right?? that brow tail actually exists now and it barely did 2 days ago
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swiftmitsu · 22 days
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eheheh a little doodle for @cj-does-va
(IM SORRY IF YOU DONT LIKE BEING TAGGED :devastation:)
also dont look further this is the only drawing i did. yep.
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hi. you weren't meant to see this.
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ariaricottoncandy · 1 month
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VSZ Week 2024, Day 5: Gods/Worship
Let me hold you, my little Sun. The Moon is here.
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regscupid · 4 months
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1/7 prompt: headache (1113 words) - @jegulus-microfic
Every year at the start of football season, Regulus’ university team holds its annual Boy Toy Charity Auction. A makeshift stage and runway are set up in whatever large, open space the event planners can secure and the players are sent out, one by one, to sell themselves to the highest bidder for the night. It’s a win for everyone really– the money goes to a good cause, the bidders get to go on dates with their pick of ‘the hottest guys on campus’, and the football players get nice, long, strokes to their egos. Regulus couldn’t have cared less about the whole thing.
And yet, here he stands in a room packed tight with people who have spent the whole night ready to throw their money at every attractive man to walk down the runway, too-loud music and voices speaking over each other sending Regulus hurtling towards a headache. Most players have already been bid on, and Regulus can feel himself getting restless.
He only came because Sirius insisted. Absolutely not because James, Sirius’ best friend and the guy he’d been mildly pining over since he was twelve, would be a part of the auction. Even less so because there had been a recent shift in their relationship, barely concealed hope growing a bit with every interaction between them. He wasn’t desperate to see who would bet on James, and how James reacted to it. Not at all.
“Do you think they’ll bid out the sound guy?” Sirius cranes his neck to get a good look at the tall man on the side of the stage, clearly trying to do as much of his job as possible without being seen. Regulus recognizes him immediately as Remus Lupin, the TA in one of his classes.
Regulus scowls, “I don’t know? I don’t care.”
Sirius bites his lip, still distracted by Remus when Regulus’ words seem to register. He turns back to Regulus, squinting. “Just because you’re getting impatient waiting for your choice bid doesn’t mean you get to have an attitude. No one likes a grouch.”
“I’m not bidding on him,” he mumbles.
Sirius nods with a look of mock contemplation, “So you’re fine with someone else bidding on him then?”
Regulus ignores the way his face heats up and his chest tightens at the thought, rolling his eyes.
“I’ll live.”
The music fades as the man at the podium begins to announce the next player.
“Alright, this is our last boy for the night, so get excited and turn out those pockets! Remember, this is for a good cause!” The music swells as the crowd cheers.
James Potter has always thrived on attention. Regulus figured it had to be some mix of being an only child and being as attractive he is. It had to have gone to his head.
So, it’s unsurprising when he bounds onto the stage, smile blinding as people in the crowd whoop and wolf whistle. Regulus watches dumbfounded as he struts to the end of the runway, before reaching down and pulling his jersey over his head, revealing the “BOY TOY” painted across his chest.
“Here we have team captain and heartthrob, James Potter! Do we have a first bid?” The announcer has to all but yell into the microphone to be heard over the crowd.
“Eighty dollars!”
“Jesus,” Sirius laughs. Regulus is not laughing.
“Eighty dollars! Do I hear eighty-five?”
Panic grips Regulus as the bid gets higher and higher. Most bids that night hadn't even reached eighty dollars, yet alone started there. Before his senses can kick in, he’s calling out a bid of his own.
“One hundred and ten!” Just out of the corner of his eye, he sees Sirius turn toward him, mouth agape. His face burns, and he can’t look at James, but he has already committed to it.
“One hundred ten! Is there a one-fifteen?
“One hundred and fifty dollars!” a woman somewhere in the crowd calls. Regulus grits his teeth.
“One-eighty,”
“One-ninety!”
Regulus groans under his breath, too aware that he only had two hundred dollars in his wallet at the moment. He turns to Sirius, who's watching with wide eyes and an amused grin. “Do you have cash on you?”
“Yeah, fifty. Why?”
“Give it to me.”
“What? No.”
“Please for the love of god, Sirius, I’ll pay you back and introduce you to the sound guy, I know him. Just do this one thing for me.”
“One-ninety going once!”
“Fine.”
“Two-fifty!”
When no one attempts to outbid him, Regulus lets out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding in since the bidding started. He finally looks at James as he begins walking backward on the runway. His smile has turned into a smirk, and he winks at Regulus before turning around and jogging backstage. Regulus’ stomach curls into not entirely unpleasant knots.
“I can’t believe I just agreed to give you fifty bucks to get with my best friend.” Sirius mumbles, before a slightly delirious laugh bubbles out of him. “I knew you couldn’t handle someone else bidding on him.”
Regulus chooses not to respond, only shoving his arm instead.
Everyone begins clearing out, either disappointed that they didn’t win any dates, celebrating their winning bids, or simply buzzing from the dramatic end to it all.
“Better go see your ‘date’. Tell Prongs to have you home by midnight or I’ll hunt you both down.”
Regulus scowls, but there's no real bite to it, the nerves beginning to get to him. He says goodnight, then works his way to the table set up next to one of the doors for payment. Just as he’s finished telling the woman his name and handing over the money, he catches James standing a few feet behind him. His arms are crossed over his chest and Regulus has to try very hard not to look down at his biceps. Not that looking at his grin dead-on was much better.
“If you wanted to go on a date that bad you could’ve just asked, you didn’t have to drop two hundred and fifty dollars on me.”
Regulus is hyper-aware of the woman sitting there watching them. So, with the payment all taken care of, he steps away from the table, expecting James to follow him out of the building. He does.
“Don’t get a big head about it.”
James rests his hand on his chest and faux-gasps, “How can I not when the Regulus Black wants that badly to go on a date with me?”
“...Do you think they do refunds?”
“No, you’re stuck with me.” James’ smile softens, and Regulus can’t help the small smile that pulls at his own lips.
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y-eontan · 1 year
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you and me. to the top.
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swigllier · 19 days
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sometimes i go crazy thinking about zolu and seeing people analyze them makes it worse and i need to remind myself to breathe
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tei-to-tei · 11 months
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memories
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somegrumpynerd · 30 days
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They're so lovely, your Honour. Dadmare is king, his boys forever goofy. I refuse to stop complimenting your art-
The one where Nightmare, he HIGHLIGHTED concerning lyrics that he PRINTED OUT to show CROSS. It's so wholesome- he's such a dad and I love it. I love your art, it's so sweet. I love it.
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Asdbkjbfjk STOP I'M GOING TO DIE hello 911 somebody's being nice to me on the internet help
Thank you!! <3 You are FAR too kind, I am sending 1 million good vibes directly to your home as revenge >:3c
He just worries! He wants his sons- I mean boys- I MEAN UNDERLINGS to be happy and when he hears one of them absolutely wailing about feeling numb and disappointed he wants to check in. Also he finally learned to use the printer without help and he's taking advantage of it.
It's also important to note this is all Pigeon's fault for having such amazing cool ideas and going feral with me about them, which is how we get things like this
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Smooth.
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top-chicken · 4 days
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NASA's #1 Fan
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sukidude · 3 months
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I just know this was how Angel was when Husk said, “I guess you have changed?” And gave him that stupid flirty LOOK omfg-
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zeyan · 6 months
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I think I remember seeing this line datamined somewhere but never as a clip in game. Just came across it on my Duergar Durge so here it is in context- as well as the line that prompts it.
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yuriyuruandyuraart · 9 months
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FEM NIGHTMARE DESIGN
i wanted to post both my pre corruption and post design version at once so here you go!
they might be subject to change in the future, but i don't think i wanna go overboard with detail for nightmare's passive form; cause not only would her fancy princess clothing be stolen or ripped and torn ages ago with all the bullying and blood staining it, but also the twins have to change their clothes every once in a while to clean them or at least when they get too small to fit, so the outfits have to be replaceable/easy to mend and sew back hhh xD
also no crowns for this version of mine, but a crescent moon hair clip turned necklace for night, and a sun clip turned belt for dream! her design coming soon (hopefully :'D)
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