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your local eldritch horror | I like to draw funny skeletons! | He/Him | 17 | Multifandom Weirdo (Undertale, Sonic, etc) | Always happy to make new friends!
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I had to clip the credits but otherwise it fit almost perfectly. I know a lot of people have been struggling to find subtitled links so I'm posting it here for ease of access.
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more oc stuff before the brainrot takes over
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Memories of You
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Asriel Dreemurr!!
#asriel dremuur#asriel#undertale#undertale fanart#undertale pacifist#true pacifist#picking the pencil back up again.. sorry for the sudden hiatus#bleh
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Fear,, Terror even
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[{Imaginary Technique: Purple.}]
#gojo satoru#jjk gojo#jujutsu gojo#hollow purple#imaginary technique#purple#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#hidden inventory arc#premature death
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YELLOW
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BIG BRO KNUCKLES!!
i wish i had an apple device to play dream team..
#sonic#sonic dream team#knuckles#knuckles the echidna#knuckles fanart#cream#cream the rabbit#wholesome
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insane little guy
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bargain!
my fave link..
#the legend of zelda#tloz#tloz fanart#ocarina of time#legend of zelda ocarina#link ocarina#link#zelda
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i hope you all know every time you post a positive comment on my art my heart shatters and reforms all at once /pos
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VELANOVA
Happy anniversary, Rush!
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A Study in Scarlet.
// An hour's warmup, with @wpk12art's Halina and Mordecai interaction.
He found himself reading a book again. This time it was only for entertainment, most of his daywork had been catered for thanks to the Savoys taking over operations and his role as a triggerman mostly dedicated to bigger ‘favors’ from Asa himself. As of now he doesn’t need to do anything, and rather than walking around aimlessly under the rainy St Louis weather, he opted to be at home instead.
He felt as if detective novels have taken on a whole new meaning - especially after most of the law enforcements are too focused on the smuggling alcohol aspect of criminology - and if anything, understanding how an otherwise fictional detective operates will help him avoid certain phrases or actions. So far, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s “A Study in Scarlet” held his interest, the chapter itself also had him fixated on such works for the first time.
However, as he sat in suspenders and a white collared coat with his back against the sunny rain, he felt almost uncomfortable. Despite the book in his hand, and his careful consideration for his own symmetry with the way he sat, there was a slight feeling that he was being watched. Whether it's the chair he’s sitting on that didn’t exactly sit right with him, the rather unusual temperature of the living room itself, or it was the fact that Halina stood directly beside him, and read aloud every word from the chapter.
“He threw the paper across to me and I glanced at the place indicated. It was the first announcement in the “Found” column.” She softly spoke up, supporting herself slightly on the coffee table next to him.
Her words rang across Mordecai’s complex complexion, as he kept reading despite how far back she was reading. Halina didn’t mind either way, she was an avid book reader as he was as well, and rather than to boast about it she wanted it discreet. Almost like everything she did for Marigold. Halina stood up properly again, having come out of the kitchen to just check on Mordecai just in case he went off on his own accord. She only put down a cup of coffee prior to the one-sided conversation she engaged in, and saw the book’s illustrious author. As she slightly toyed with her hair, she continued with this conversation in hopes of getting any response.
“You never told me you liked Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.” She remarked, having seen what he would read every other day was newspaper articles. “Why the sudden interest?”
“Because it’s rather sophisticated, his way of storytelling is compelling.” He marked his page with a simple corner fold, and put it down to the side as he replied to Halina. “Besides, the vocabulary of such authors always fascinated me.”
She let a soft chuckle out, as she sat on the sofa that faced the fireplace. Of course, for a person like Mordecai, he’d be interested in works from such authors. His way of speaking almost becomes reminiscent of a work from fiction novels.
“A Study in Scarlet is not one of his best works.” She brushed her hair, her words co-mingles itself with the fire crackle and the obstruction from her arms. “The Valley of Fear is a personal favorite of mine, have you read it before?”
“I have not.” He brought up the cup of coffee that Halina put down earlier: A shot of espresso, nothing too special. “Rather, I’ve not had the time to read it.”
“If I had known, I would have given you that first. Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson’s legacy throughout his works leaves me interested, and inherently did to you as well.”
“Interest took hold of me as well. During this rather tragic weather, there was nothing else to do after all. Wes and Fish were called instead, and I was told to stay home with you.” He took a sip of his espresso, and the flavors muddled with the morning taste rather nicely. A good cup of coffee, he would deem it. Halina noticed his equally monotone expression subtly became relaxed, it’s a habit she picked up when she spent time with him for extended occasions.
“You are still investigating that case with Atlas, aren’t you? Have you found any sort of leads?” She asked, curious as to why he’d spend time reading this book instead of back in his study.
“I have reasons to believe that there were aspects amongst the Atlas investigation that were left ambiguous.” He said with a disdain, as he had spent most of his down time shifting through the murder case of Atlas, his former boss. “The private investigators that I hired are brilliant yet they don’t seem to paint the whole picture. In turn I’ve resorted to-”
“Uncovering the scarlet thread that surrounded his murder, exposing it. Poetic, don’t you think?” She interrupted him, completing his sentence with a subtle nod to the book he had put down earlier. “A scarlet truth in this colorless world, don’t you think?”
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hello there rooky, fancy us meeting here again. I was wondering how you've been since our escapade... well?
sorry.. have, uh, we met.. before..?
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