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mitwodlemi · 4 months

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(Spoilers for seasons 1-2 of TMA) HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!!

I got hyperfixated on The Magnus Archives back in November and now I can finally post some fanart for it! Here's my season 1 and 2 dump. I have much more stuff for the later seasons, which I will be posting soon hopefully.

Enjoy my drawings of the Eye's special little boy!!!!!

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frogatz · 5 months

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my friend seefee

#mira. YOU'RE NEXT.#isat #isat spoilers #in stars and time #in stars and time spoilers #isat act 3 spoilers #trying to cover my bases here #frogart

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simplepotatofarmer · 1 month

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Fandom: Dream SMP Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Characters: Technoblade, Dream, Philza; minor Ranboo and Quackity Status: complete Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Canon Compliant, Implied/Referenced Torture, One Shot, Missing Scene, Coda, First Kiss, Mutual Pining, Prison Arc

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Dream had known the moment he saw the rose bushes that Techno had grown them for him; they were so different from the hardy, resilient dandelions that he preferred, finicky and difficult and often rewarded the gardener with a prick of a thorn. There's probably a dumb metaphor in there, thought Dream. or techno's favorite flower is dandelions. dream loves roses. it's something that stays constant despite the chaos and complications that surround them. the other constant is the feelings they have for each other but it never seems to be the right time. will it ever be? dandelions grow in the arctic, can roses?

this is my fic for the @dsmprarepairbb! consider it my c!dnb manifesto <3 <3 i hope everyone enjoys it.

please check out the companion pieces by @awesamblr here and @twic0rd here!

#dsmprarepairbigbang #dsmp fanfic #dreamnoblade #c!dnb #dsmp shipping #c!dreamnoblade #trying to cover my bases here #i'm so nervous #obviously not maintagging #dreblr

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rainbowinbeigeboots · 2 months

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this one’s for the lisa frankenstein, chappell roan stans

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starwolf53 · 8 months

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does anyone else see this fucker on the side of their dash??

honestly NOT something i needed not wanted to see right before bed. im so sorry to all those people with scopophobia or who are afraid of clowns. what the actual hell

#ryker rambles #???#tumblr #tumblr dashboard #scopophobia #scopohobia tw #tw scopophobia #clown #tw clown #clown tw #trying to cover my bases here #anyways im going to bed now #wish me luck #guessing its part of the dumb one piece promo but. ugh

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giraffeyla10-draws · 1 year

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WE COULD’VE HAD IT AAAAAAALLLLLLL

#splatoon #splatoon 3 #splatoon 3 art book #splatoon 3 art book spoilers #art book spoilers #splatoon artbook #splatoon art book #splatoon 3 artbook #trying to cover my bases here #and yes i Am changing how i draw my octolings hair i am so mad this didn’t get in the game

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tomopri · 2 years

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atlantes what is your fucking damage bro like seriously what is your problem but like actually dude what is up with you

#cw eyestrain #cw: eyestrain #eyestrain #trying to cover my bases here #atlantes #lobotomy corp oc #lobotomy corporation #lobcorp #my art #oc

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howlonomy · 1 month

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imigane clover ever letting slip how fucked they family life was and ceroba just being mortified

the gang ends up on the local news

#my art #monster clover au #undertale yellow #starlo uty #ceroba ketsukane #martlet uty #clover uty #i think clovers parents were neglectful and strict based off of canon hints so thats kind of what im going for here!!#they neglected their house and their kid and expected clover to fend for themselves #and yet expect them to do everything and follow their rules #so its weird for them to actually. have reliable adults #(even if those adults… did try to kill them at first and let them kill themselves and didnt stop them but you know. everyone has flaws!!)#(theyre getting better at being adults LMAOO)#ALSO I JUST REALIZED I COVERED THE PANEL OF MARTLET FIXING THE ROOF SO U CANT TELL WHATS GOING ON?!??!#im too lazy to fix it. but im mad i covered it up #mcau comic #mcau art

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ohmeadows · 3 months

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this is a meandering post as i'm slowly trying to pin down my feelings on how healing is used as a sledgehammer in fandom yet never manages to say anything; but... demanding that others write and re-write to cater to your healing needs is exhausting. the idea that healing is always soft and tender flattens the process too, which in my experience is often ugly as hell and demanding beyond compare. it takes strength and it takes delving into ugly things and sometimes it's extremely unfulfilling when you realize there's nothing left that you can do except throw dirt on it and move on.

steamrolling all healing into some tenderness and softness is... it's not to say that isn't a good part of it, but i don't think it is everything there should be. there's so much to healing, such as what is keeping the healing from happening right now to this character? is it their environment, is it who they are with, is it their loneliness, is it repressed pasts? is it themselves? if you escape the immediate zone of danger, how does your body react? what bubbles up?

one form of media critique that i keep seeing is the... "it didn't heal me personally therefore bad therefore this must happen instead" and the person is just describing a fanfic idea! that they should be writing!

in the fandoms i'm active in, healing is this... amorphous blob people keep saying they want but they can't name it or conceptualize how it'd work for those characters. "i want them happy :(" great. what is happiness to them? what would be required to get there? is being with another person truly the solution? and so on, and so on.

and beyond that, there's the reader's own process of going through the story, of finding catharsis in whichever particular genre they feel drawn to: for me, that's tragedy and doomed narratives and crawling through the trenches while having everything you believe in ripped away and questioned to the pits. that, also, isn't for everyone. i don't think everyone finds the healing i write healing in their definition, and that's fine.

i'm overthinking this from a writing perspective, in the end, thinking about the mechanics and motions necessary to get such a journey instigated and moving, if it's even one the character has interest in going on or has to be dragged through.

anyway. cents thrown into a well. there's doubtless more to say on healing but not every conflict written about in a story will be healed. there's room to sit with what that means and what the story is trying to say with that, what rooms it allows you to enter into.

#meadows.txt #meadows writes #i almost posted a first line in here on twt and then realized the error of my ways #it's a difficult convo to have as is trying to cover all bases of what others want from media #but as a writer it's exhausting when all ppl have to say about your work is 'not healing enough'

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caffeineinmyspleen · 19 days

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The first shift was a light clusterfuck but they definitely bonded over it

#wulf draws #naruto #kakashi hatake #hatake kakashi #naruto uzumaki #uzumaki naruto #haruno sakura #sakura haruno #uchiha sasuke #sasuke uchiha #pack’s pact au #I’m trying to cover all my bases here #Naruto au #werewolf au #part of me lowkey misses the unashamed colors of the original series #I have several thoughts about this au and they’re almost all about my Hatake werewolf lore

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baronmpontmercy · 17 days

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dance practice

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #wyll ravengard #bg3 wyll #bg3 fanart #bg3 tav #wyll x tav #Jules sucks at bg3 #wyll #Alexander MacRionnag #my art #apologies for the immense amount of tags just trying to cover my bases here

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skunkes · 3 months

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doing this to my brother now whenever he visits as i try to figure out what i wld look like on T

#my biggest issue rn is we're facial hair havers like i even have some as we speak #but its thick to the point where u shave and have that shadowwww really quicklyyy and i dont like that.....#and the thing is i cant even go full Laser Hair Removal bc i Do wanna try sporting some facial hair !#augh.#talkys #also this is obvs a joke im not staring him down in actuality. have to cover all bases on here lest i get someone in my asks.

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estrellami-1 · 3 months

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Writer prompt: TW (you don't have to do this if it makes you uncomfortable) sleepy Steve telling the older teens (Jon, Nancy, Robin, Argyle, & Eddie) about being touched without consent while drunk during his King Steve days & they realize that that's why he doesn't really drink anymore.

Okay this sat in my inbox for SO FUCKING LONG (I’m so sorry babe) before I finally felt like I could do this justice. Here goes nothing! Content warning for discussions of past rape. PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

Okay? (Okay)

After everything—a small, unassuming word that means so much, especially to this ragtag group—most Friday nights can find the six of them in Steve’s house, a few beers and a few more sodas on the coffee table, slow, quiet conversations with a few long, comfortable breaks.

It’s during one such break that Steve nods off.

He hadn’t been sleeping—not that any of them had been—so the general consensus was to let him sleep. Robin covers him with a blanket, and the conversation moves on.

Eventually the night comes to a close, and Robin looks at Steve’s sleeping form before turning her gaze to the rest of them. “I can’t lift him,” she says. “But I don’t want him stay on the couch all night.”

Eddie smiles softly at her. “Want me to take him upstairs?” She nods, and his smile grows as he stands and ruffles her hair, snorting at the glare she sends his way.

He gets an arm around his shoulders, but as soon as his other hand touches Steve’s knee, he’s awake and across the couch. “No, don’t!” He pleads, eyes wide and unseeing. “I don’t- I don’t want-”

“Steve,” Robin says quietly, putting a hand on his arm.

Steve goes still, eyes squeezed shut, only his ragged breathing marking and trembling limbs marking the panic he’s feeling.

“Robin,” Eddie murmurs, “hands off. Now.”

She lifts her hand like she’s been burned, looking at Eddie with wide eyes, turning back to Steve when he gasps.

“Steve,” she murmurs. “You’re okay. You gotta take a breath, babe, all the way in and all the way out. Slow and deep, just like swimming.”

“Don’t- don’ wanna-” he manages, shaking his head.

Eddie puts a hand on Robin’s shoulder to keep her quiet. “Steve,” he says, “can you look at me? Follow the sound of my voice, I’ll keep talking until you can look at me. Just a little bit more, you’re doing good, there you go. Hey, recognize me? Eddie? I need you to take a deep breath, okay? It’s gonna be okay. Breathe with me, ready? In… and out. Good, one more. In… and out. You comin’ back a little?”

“Ed- Eddie?”

“That’s me,” Eddie nods. “Take a couple more deep breaths, Steve, come back a little more, ‘kay? Want me to breathe with you?”

Steve nods jerkily, and Eddie smiles. “I can do that. Just a couple more deep breaths, and we’re gonna hold our breath in between, okay? Just like smoking, remember how you hold the smoke in?” He waits for Steve’s nod. “Good. Breathe in, hold, breathe out, hold. Think you can do that?” Steve doesn’t respond, so Eddie says, “Let’s try together, alright? In… hold… out… hold. Two more times, okay?”

By the end of the second time, Steve’s breathing comes easier, and he drops his forehead onto his knees with a groan. “Sorry,” he mumbles, muffled by denim.

“You don’t need to be sorry,” Robin says quietly, practically vibrating from her position on the floor next to him. “But we’d like to know what happened. If you wanna tell us.”

He glances at her and extends a hand, smiling at her eagerness when she all but trips over herself—still sitting—to hold it.

He shakes his head, squeezes her fingers, looks away. “Just… stupid, y’know? I was… it was during a party, and I was drunk ‘cause I was an idiot back then, even more so than I am now, and this girl, uh. Well. I thought we were just making out, y’know? Just like… having some fun? But then she started kinda… pushing? And I didn’t really want to, and I said so, but.” He shrugs and huffs a hollow laugh. “And it’s not like she was ugly or anything, so I didn’t really know why I didn’t want to, but. Didn’t matter, in the end, I kinda just… let her lead.” The room is silent until he clears his throat. “And, well. I was King Steve for a reason, right?”

“Steve,” Robin whispers, a heartbroken sob of a thing. “Babe. That’s-”

“Rape,” Argyle finishes, nodding. “Very not-cool.”

“No,” Steve says immediately, shaking his head. “Guys can’t be raped.”

Eddie takes a deep, steadying breath. “Steve.” His voice is controlled, even. “Who told you men can’t be raped?”

Steve blinks a few times, then looks down. “Oh,” he says, his voice so small he’s not sure any sound actually came out. “My dad. I… I was raped?”

Robin sniffles. “Think so, babe.”

He blinks heavily at the couch. Curls his toes. Thinks the fabric is oddly rough. “Oh.”

“Steve,” Nancy whispers. “Is that why you don’t drink?”

He gives her a tight, tired smile. “That, and Tina’s Halloween party.”

Nancy swallows a sob, eyes glassy.

“Steve,” Jonathan says, not continuing until Steve looks at him. “How can we help?”

Steve huffs out a broken almost-laugh. It’s too tearful to be anything close. “I don’t know.”

Robin’s vibrating so much Steve’s almost surprised she hasn’t exploded due to pure kinetic energy yet. He briefly wonders if that’s how it works, and makes an even briefer mental note to ask Dustin about it later. “Robin,” he says instead, and inclines his head, inviting her up.

She’s on his lap practically before he can blink. “I’m so sorry,” she’s saying, face tucked into his neck. “I didn’t know- I asked someone to help get you upstairs, I didn’t think-”

“Robin,” he says, then pauses. “Well. I was gonna say it’s okay, but it’s not. It’ll be okay, maybe. I’ll be okay.” He tugs her closer, hooks his chin over her shoulder. Shifts a little. “How the fuck is your ass bony?”

She giggles, which really is what he’d been going for, and pulls back enough to look at him. “I’m really sorry.”

“Not your fault.”

“But I asked-”

“Still not your fault.” He tugs her closer until their foreheads are touching. “Do me a favor?”

“Anything.”

“Go home. Get some sleep. Go to the library tomorrow and do some research. Let me know what you find.”

“Okay.” She burrows back into his neck for a quick hug, and his eyes find Nancy’s over her head.

“Can you take her home?”

Because Nancy is Nancy—that is to say, brilliant—she glances at Eddie for half a second before nodding. “C’mon,” she murmurs, nudging Jonathan, because she came with him and Argyle.

“I’ll head out too,” Eddie says softly, but Steve pins him with a look. After a second, he nods ever-so-slightly and begins slowly cleaning up.

Steve sees them out. “Thanks for coming,” he says. “Sorry about that.”

“Nothing to be sorry for, brochacho,” Argyle says. Steve idly wonders if he’s always half-baked, and how often he smokes to stay that way.

Steve nods in thanks and shuts the door, and then it’s just him and Eddie, who’s given up on pretending to clean and is sitting on the couch.

“Thanks,” Steve murmurs. He collapses onto the other end of the couch, tucks a leg up so he can loop his arms around it and rest his chin on his knee. Eddie copies his position. “And I’m sorry for freaking out on you.”

Eddie shakes his head. “Argyle’s right. You don’t need to be sorry. That- what you went through was trauma, same as anything else this shitshow of a town’s thrown at you in the past four years. You don’t need to- you shouldn’t apologize for any of it.”

“Okay,” Steve says, hoping to get a laugh out of Eddie, “I’m not sorry, then.” He gets a barely-there chuckle and resolves to try harder next time.

“Nothing you can think of that’ll help?”

Steve huffs a laugh. “Nah. Already know I’mma have nightmares tonight. ‘S long as I can call someone-”

“You can.”

“Then that’s pretty much it.”

“Pretty much?” Eddie asks, fidgeting after a second. He’s looking Steve’s direction, but won’t quite meet his eye. But he’s smart, so it only takes a second before- “Would it help if I stayed the night?”

Steve’s stomach twists. “You don’t have to-”

“I want to,” Eddie promises. “If it’ll help. I want to.”

Steve takes a breath. Another. “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay,” he repeats, and it feels like the first step to healing.

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #eventual steddie #robin buckley #jonathan byers #nancy wheeler #argyle #does argyle have a last name?#this one’s heavy folks #tw rape #tw: rape #cw: rape #cw rape #covering all my bases here #or trying to #asks #my asks

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airborneice · 3 months

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i made the jump to clip studio paint recently and i'm still trying to get comfy with it.. here's some characters on grey squares

#arwen's winter outfit courtesy of Wife making me think abt it dhdhg #mattie pictured here excitedly showing off her mama's weird fucked up cat #i feel like since this is what she grew up with she thinks all cats fly and hang off of ceiling lights and is surprised that harvey's don't #i should be covering my oc's STORY and instead im over here trying to decide if their cats get along i'm sorry i'm like this 😭#blows a kiss to my cats which harvey's ones are based on design-wise <3 #hilda the series #hilda netflix #hilda oc #harvey #mattie #arwen #freyja #art tag #hilda ocs tag

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8bit-mau5 · 4 days

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Err I hate to have to make a post like this, but I'm low on funds for groceries and food stamps don't come in til the 11th of next month.. I wanna raise at least $80 to hold us over for the next couple weeks! Every dollar helps tons and I just need $15 to get the house smth to eat tonight.

If you'd like to help out, here's some links below!

You can buy me a coffee on Kofi [HERE]

I have 3 bust adopts available [HERE]

I have a P2U base available in my shop [HERE]

20/80

#8bit beeps #The last of my funds were given to my grampa for his job and to get my mother back to the hospital after a pretty bad episode #but she's finally seeking help today after months of this. which is very good! however! we are struggling $$$ as a result of being so #stressed that ppl here havent been able TO work. doubled with having to scrounge up all our change to get my mom her medications #as always boosts/RBs are greatly appreciated. i know a lot of ppl are struggling rn #but ive been so exhausted and in pain myself that i havent been able to make more adopts just yet TO cover groceries OTL #i might try to doodle up some smaller + cheaper ones on-base..

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spoiledskullz · 1 year

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