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inkyray · 6 hours
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NEW DROP?????? NEW DOMINIC FIKE DROP???? GOD SAVE ME
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nazurabbit · 7 months
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“the worst he can say is no” *cue dazai getting shot in the head after his gay confession*
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guacanator · 3 months
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im. drawing something mewhahahahah
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eizneckam · 5 months
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women don't say stuff like "curses!" and "foiled again!" anymore. it's just not the same
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chipper-smol · 1 year
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Some work I made for Paya's most recent fic which you can totally go read right here
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tcustodisart · 6 months
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Faustober 2023 | 28/31 | Shave
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laismoura-art · 3 months
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Angel and Alastor in a Nutshell:
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justalilstar · 3 months
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He's SO normal
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piiinkfreak · 5 months
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Yummeng Jiang siblings!!
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diazsdimples · 3 months
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Several Sunday Sentences
*stares wistfully at Single Dads AU* I'll be back for you I promise. I have started YET ANOTHER AU, inspired by the world of Frostpunk (the video game). Basically a Buddie survival in a frozen world fic where Buck saves Eddie and Chris from the cold and brings them back to the city (known as Sector 118), takes them under his wing and eventually helps Eddie go back for his sisters, despite there being a high chance of them dying from the cold. I'll do a better synopsis at some point but please enjoy a snippet below the cut (sorry, it's a bit long and still requires a bit of workshopping but I want y'all to like this HAHA)
Buck tucks his parka tighter around his body, shivering as another arctic blast of cold buffets him, throwing his body slightly off course. “Bobby!” he yells, his voice hoarse and rough from screaming into the ferocious winds. They’ve been on the go for 22 hours, surely they must be close to the distress beacon by now. “How far is the signal?” Bobby turns to him, squinting against the harsh light of the sun on snow, and hold out the small, electronic screen in his hand. There’s a red flashing dot, the beacon, surrounded by the five green dots that are Buck, Bobby, and the 3 other members of the scout team. “Can’t be more than maybe 50 feet. We should be able to see them from here! Okay, team, I want you fan out and search the area. If you find something, radio me immediately. Meet back here in 20 minutes regardless.” Buck nods resolutely and readjusts his goggles. Snow-blindness is the last thing he needs out here. Bobby sticks an axe in the ground as a landmark, and they fan out from there. It’s not actually snowing, just windy as fuck, so chances are it’ll still be visible in 20 minutes. Buck can’t have been searching for more than 5 minutes when he spots the small body in the snow. It’s the red of jacket that catches his eye, drawn around a tight face ringed with brown curls. The face looks so young. Instantly, with trembling hands, he fumbles for his radio and alerts Bobby. “Cap, I’ve found something! Looks like a kid, can’t tell if they’re alive or dead but I-I’ll investigate further.” Bobby’s voice crackles over the radio. “Okay, good catch, kid. I’ll make my way to ya.” Buck stumbles through the snow towards the tiny figure and is halfway there when he notices a second person, a man, his arms stretched out as if trying to grasp the fingers of the person in front of Buck. They look like a father and a child. A fucking kid. Buck runs the last few steps and drops to his knees in front of the child – a boy. He tears off his glove, wincing as the cold bites at his fingers, and presses the tip to the child’s neck. Very faintly he can feel the slightest flutter of a pulse and Buck’s body sags in relief. He runs his fingertips over the boy’s face, brushing the snow out of his eyes, and grabs a heating pack from his supply bag, pressing the nodule in the top corner of the pack and feels the heat spread down until the whole pack is warm. He quickly tucks it into the kid’s jacket, just over his heart. “There you go, bud, that’ll warm you up some until Bobby arrives. I’m just gonna check on your dad real quick, but I promise I’ll be back.” The man isn’t in much better shape than his son, his skin as cold as ice, but he starts making feeble attempts at movement the minute Buck puts his heated gloves against the man’s face, melting the ice from his eyelashes and rubbing against his cheeks until a little colour returns. The man grabs Buck’s wrist, his lips moving as he tries to speak, and Buck places a hand on his shoulder, stopping him from sitting up. “H-hey, I’ve got you, man, I’m gonna take good care of you. We’re gonna get you and your boy home.”
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sourtomatola · 11 months
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The Y/N Daycare, moon side!
Sunny side
starting from left to right we have...
DCA Little assistant: @justfangirlstuffs Security: @bunmuffin Mer handler: @oobbbear Mer : @sleepy-kam1 WCPGW: @saltyfryz Cherub: @starrspice Sheriff: @castercassette Nightmare: @opudont-donut Stardust: @maudiemoods CCRT: @paper-lilypie Monster hunter: @miwachan2 Enthralling: Also justfangirlstuffs Virus: @vurelly Candyland: @garbagechocolate Farmer: mine BHTF: @xitsensunmoon
Close ups under cut
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strqyr · 6 months
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i know nothing about chess but
cinder's calling card is black queen
pawns get promoted to queen (iirc there are other promotions too but queen is what matters here)
"this game is not yours to win, cinder, it's mine. just because you're more valuable to me than a pawn, does not make you a player." <- cinder started as a pawn who was then 'promoted' to a queen after she became the fall maiden? (question mark bc uncertain if cinder was ever really a pawn in salem's plans; her being a pawn may be closer to her time before salem.)
"and that's... checkmate." <- only a player says this.
cinder went from a pawn to a queen to a player and all it took was a little power struggle with salem. and you know what? good for her.
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malamiteltd · 3 months
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I'm here, guys! What went wrong?
So I was watching a video on YouTube that was talking about Bubsy. Then my brain said, "I'll give you $20 if you draw Bubsy." So this is Bubsy the Bobcat, in my own style.
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My brain still owes me $20.
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poeticmystery · 7 days
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*:・゚✧*:・゚ WET NAILS (d.f.)
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summary : in which you love gossiping with your rockstar boyfriend.
w.c. : 500 something
a/n : based off of this post from my old acc!
warning(s) : none, swearing?
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*ੈ✩‧₊˚
”and she had the nerve to act like i was the one with the problem!” you exclaimed, waving your hand around as you spoke.
you were currently sat criss cross on the couch in you and dominic’s shared apartment. he had his hand spread out atop a pillow you had placed in between you two. on his hand, his nails were all half-dry painted pink with various designs on them.
were you good at the art you were trying to do on his short nails? not necessarily.
did he still love it? no doubt.
he nodded along with the story you were telling, letting out a breath before saying, “yeah baby, she sounds crazy.”
a smile formed on your lips, glad he agreed with you and thought the girl you had been talking about was insane.
“right?!” you added, your eyes conveying your very obvious feelings about her.
“then she got her boyfriend to text me to tell me to back off, when i didn’t even do anything!”
this made his eyebrows furrow, a crease forming between them.
“if a guy’s giving you shit, babe, tell him to talk to me, alright?” he assured, not afraid of throwing some choice words at the guy.
”oh, of course, but it was just one text before they…” you paused for a moment, looking around as if there was someone who could overhear.
you lowered your voice to a whisper, despite the empty apartment.
“broke up because she cheated on him.”
your boyfriends mouth fell open, his jaw going slack.
“no way.”
you just nodded in an i couldn’t believe it either way.
“hey, are your nails dry? i wanna paint the other hand purple!” you grinned, your demeanor quickly changing.
the purple, sparkly nail polish sat on the coffee table with the rest of the bottles you owned. he lifted his hand, inspecting it closer.
“looks it,” dom said, placing his hand on the back of the couch, making sure nothing could hit it just incase it was still a little wet.
“great!”
you quickly got to work on his left hand, wiping off the excess polish that had slipped off of his nail. you finished shortly, after having to tell him to ‘hold still’ a few times.
after you were done, you looked across to him with a sheepish smile on your face. “do you like it?”
he looked down at his spread out fingers, a soft grin flashing over his own lips. “i love ‘em babydoll. you should really do this more often,” he complimented, adoring the look on your face.
you nod in satisfaction. “just tell me when that comes off, and i’ll redo them a different color!” you said excitedly, leaning forward over the pillow separating you two to place a quick kiss to his lips.
the boy instinctively moves his hand to your back to bring you closer, causing you to jolt away and force his hand back on the pillow.
“nope. wet nails,” you said, a teasing smile on your face.
the only response you got was a soft laugh.
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taglist : none, tell me if you’d like to be added!
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inkyray · 20 days
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Who's your fav music artists im intrigueddddd
i fuck heavy w dominic fike, been listening to him for 4 whole years not planning on going anywhere when it comes to him. if i had a chance to meet one person in the world i would use it on him to get LAID and my BRAINS blown out with my EYES rolling to the back of my head and my hair STICKING to my skin and my NAILS scratching the headboard AND my coochie sore, god only knows ☝️����
and also kanye, tyler the creator, and mitski but fw a lot of other music artists
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rin-hanarin · 1 year
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Mild case of heart eyes.
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