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gaeasun · 1 year

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I think the clones would have had a name for those who were the last of their batch. Like an orphan. but not quite. It's a special kind of burden to be the last. Maybe they marked it secretly on their armor, maybe they tried to ignore it, press on, or even wait their turn.

Just. That it was something acknowledged and mourned.

#arc trooper Fives #clone trooper tup #Twitch my beloved #g gives a thought #tcw

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hexingneon · 1 year

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Twitch and her cat <3

#earthspark #transformers earthspark #twitch malto #maccadam #tfe #tf earthspark #transformers #my art #Twitch my beloved #You cant not like her #I'm extremely bad with animal anatomy so dont ask #Shading is also the bane of my existence #I wanna hug her sO BAD

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disco-elysium-sideblog · 1 month

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This is what happens if you tell Kim you practice both Mambo and Jambo. If you even care

#de #disco elysium #kim my beloved #kim kitsuragi #harrier du bois #harry du bois #HIS MOUTH TWITCHED HE THINKS I'M FUNNY #this whole game is about trying to get Kim to hold back a smile

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signanothername · 8 months

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Earthspark wouldn’t dare include him cause he’s SO dad shaped he’ll outdad every dad in the show

Anyway I NEED RUNG TO MEET THE TERRANS PLZ PLZ PLZ PLZ PLZ-

It’s very very unlikely but a girl can dream

I’m hoping beyond hope to see Rung in any way shape or form, be it mentioned or shown in a flashback or something PLEASE

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mikaikaika · 6 months

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Etoiles is on Quackity's stream and said that during the Forever and Kari wedding Cellbit turned to him and went - "You're French and I'm Brazilian and we are attending the wedding of a person we met in Minecraft. Behind us is one Mexican, one German, and so many more and Elvis is officiating. What is even happening anymore."

#Skskkskskskks #Etoiles #Cellbit #Quackity #Qsmp #Twitch con vegas #Vegas meetup #Qsmp my beloved

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cheese-water · 11 months

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The best option was to kill Ranboo. Everyone begging for him to “live” assumes that choice would be the merciful option is naïve for thinking Hatch would simply set him free. No he said verbatim that Ranboo would continue to be our plaything until they became “unusable.” That isn’t being alive, that’s torture, especially for someone who was begging to be killed in the end.

People pushing for a 50/50 split are also naïve in the way Showfall Media operates. While we never know what would happen if the vote split, it wouldn’t of mattered anyway. Hell, it doesn’t matter that we choose to kill. What has been the constant sentiment throughout this series?

OUR CHOICES DO NOT MATTER

Ranboo was dead man walking before the show even began. Do you really think Hatch really is gonna let Ranboo die on his own accord just because twitch chat felt bad for him? NO! He is probably being reprogrammed as we speak, up and ready for their next show. None of this matters. All of this was for data on the newly implemented live audience Hatch installed to see how we would react to certain things.

How could Ranboo’s death be our fault, when our actions and emotions were also being used by Showfall Media?

Who says we weren’t just as trapped as Ranboo, only we get the privilege of remembering his death.

#generation loss #genloss #ranboo #ranboolive #THE MAD LAD #I’m like a detective #I find a single piece of evidence then I make it my whole personality #generation loss finale #oh predetermined fates my beloved #if ranboo ends up permanently dead I’ll eat my hat #There’s NO WAY hatch just lets him die scott free because of TWITCH CHAT #Is his name hatch?#Who cares he’s trying to live up expectations/earn the approval of his maybe dead mentor figure by any means possible #And that’s just simply unethical in the long term #I mean if EVERYONE did that earth’s population would be zero #tsk tsk tsk #simply do you bro who cares about “tHe FoUnDeR” 🙄#Why am I like this lmaoooooo

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wrathofrats · 3 days

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Some gay freak DMd me “I love the idea of mist hating rains attitude and how fucking high n mighty he seems to feel so she wrecks him and maybe she has Dew watch for a touch of humiliation bc dews obv so obsessed w Rain, it'll be good for droplet to see how pathetic he rlly is or smthn” and then I blacked out and wrote multiple paragraphs in his DMs so enjoy

(Love youuuuu @divine-misfortune)

Warnings for: dubcon, humiliation, probably technically exhibitionism, tentacles, trans rain, mean mist, yeah

Rain hasn’t looked at her all day.

Between trying to teach him how to play all the way through square hammer and trying to even begin touching the newer songs he’s expected to play, rain has barely even spoken or looked her in the eyes.

When mist corrects his technique he ignores her, playing through anyways like he hasn't done anything wrong. His attitude can be rough at times, as any water ghouls is, but today? Mist doesn’t think she can handle it. She can deal with snarky comments and eye rolls, but rain acting like he knows better than her makes her blood boil.

“Is this seriously how you’re going to act today?” Mist scoffs when rain looks up just to look back down again. “Are you really not going to listen to me?”

“I already know the song. Maybe if you stopped talking you’d be able to hear it too” rain mumbles.

Mist almost sees red. She hastily grabs the bass from his hands, trying not to let her rage damage the instrument. Once she knows it’s safe back in its stand she grabs rain by the shirt collar and drags him to the common room, ignoring the curses and protests rain yells out while clawing at her hand.

Dew sits in one of the chairs, legs lazily thrown over the arm with his phone in his hand. He honestly looks like he’s about to fall asleep before he hears the sound of rain threatening mist coming from around the corner.

“Get your fucking hands off of me mist!” Rain almost screams as she practically throws him to the ground in front of dew. It’s a pointed decisions, she’s seen the way dew looks at him, can read him like a book after all the time they’ve had to spend together. If rain wants to act like a brat for her, then he should have no problem showing that side of him to dew as well.

“Stay down if you know what’s good for you” mist hisses when rain scrambles. Dew can only stare wide eyed at the situation in front of him. He swings his legs to sit normally, confused on if he should stay where he is or leave to save rains dignity. The look mist throws at him keeps him glued in the chair.

“Our perfect water lily seems to think he’s figured everything out” mist smiles at dew, slotting herself behind rain. “Just thought that there’s one more thing he might want to know about”

One arm holds him to her chest as he struggles, the other yanks his pants to his ankles. Rain attempts to cover himself, pull his legs up and place his hands over his exposed cunt, but shame fills his face even if dew can’t actually see anything like this.

Dew just sits and watches, doesn’t dare to move. He’s half embarrassed for the poor ghoul in front of him because he knows damn well what mist is about to do,

But the other half is almost too excited to see it.

Mist whispers something unintelligible into rains ear that subdues him enough to let her force his legs open. His pussy is on full display for dew to gawk at. He’s already starting to get slick and shiny, pretty. Rain can bare to look at him, instead shoving his face into mists neck as she coos.

Mist slides her fingers up and down his folds, gathering the slick that’s already about to drip onto the carpet, and spreads him wide so dew can see how he clenches around nothing when she ghosts her fingers over his clit.

It’s obscene. Dew feels like he’s the sick one for staring so hard but god it’s impossible not to watch. Rains thighs twitch as if he desperately wants to close them and hide himself but he knows better, breathing heavy while mist just smiles at how docile she’s made him.

She rubs at his clit, purposeful motions that have him bucking up into her hand in search of more friction. The debauched wet sounds get louder as she works, dew wouldn’t be surprised if the floor below him was soaked already.

Mist is shocked it doesn’t take much, even more so that rain doesn’t know about this part of himself yet since he seems to be so easy. She rubs faster when she begins to feel it, rain lifting his head in slight panic.

Dew knows what she’s doing, knows the terrifying feeling.

A thick tentacle slowly reveals itself from rains cunt, bluish in hue, dripping in rains own arousal.

“Oh there we are waterlily” mist smiles as rain again tries to wiggle himself away to close his legs in shame from whatever is currently happening to him.

Mist keeps him open and on display, strokes the tentacle and guides it to stretch him open. Not super long but absolutely thick enough to have rain gasping and jutting his hips away,

It’s wet, making a mess of the poor ghoul for dew to watch, just seeing his little crush get ruined by his own tentacle in front of him.

#I’ve been meaning to shove this hear for a bit #eye twitches #ohhh humiliating rain my beloved #and mean mist my beloved #cw tentacles #cw dubcon #cw humiliation #the band ghost #ghost #nameless ghouls #ghost bc #fanfic #wrath writes #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #mist ghoulette

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cthulhusstepmom · 6 months

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It's dark in the cellar, has been since they were tossed down here however many days ago. Hard to tell time without regular meals. Completely windowless, there's no place to spend his usual half hour basking under the sun. It had been a matter of hours before his coldblooded body had started to slow in the cool subterranean temperatures. He'd tried to keep it to himself, deal with it quietly, but there's no way to hide it from Gid, steadfast loyal Gid. Kremy had found his sluggish form gathered unceremoniously close to the living furnace that is his right hand man.

The heat may have stabilized his body temperature but it would do nothing to improve his mood(well maybe just a little bit it's hard to be too miserable when you're so nice and warm no matter the dire circumstances). Gideon took care of light well enough too, illuminating a circle around them with dancing warm firelight, though that was extinguished as soon as Kremy saw it start to waver and flicker, can't allow his partner in crime to burn himself out now can he? And so they sit in an almost peaceful silence, have done for who knows how long.

"Y'know it's not the worst bind we've gotten ourselves into. The gang will be along soon enough to bust down the door." Gid pauses in thought. "Probably not Twigsy. Or Frosty. Or Gricko unless he's a beasty. Probably down to Torbek to do the door busting come to think of it."

Kremy grunts noncommittally.

"Ah don't be like that, can't be worse than the time we had to climb out of the window of that inn."

"The snake oil heist on the western bank?"

"Nah the one with the innkeepers daughter, Felicity? Franny?"

He remembers that particular scrap well, if only because of the god awful wig.

"Felicia. How that veil covered my snout I will never rightly know."

Gideon snorts.

"Oh yeah. Sure would've been nice to know Gricko was an ordained minister before hand but it's not the first time we've been married."

Kremy hums. "Can't say it's the worst contract I've signed."

The warm body next to him rolls with deep, hearty laughter. The room goes silent for another spell before Kremy sighs.

"I dunno Gid, you ever get the feeling that we've taken it too far? Finally poked the bear that's gonna rip our throats out?"

"Nah man, I know you'll get us out of anything 'fore it gets too serious. Even if we end up knee deep in Fae tomfoolery. And I'll punch any bear that tries to bite us square in the body till it dies, no problemo." He pauses. "I trust you Kremy Lecroux."

That knocks the speech right off of his tongue.

Trust.

On a conceptual level he got that there was some form of reliance between the two of them, and sure some trust if you had to put a non-ironic label on it. He knows that Gideon cares for him, has stated it on many occasions in many different ways. And if you had to be so crass as to put it into words, of course he cares for Gid too, wouldn't have bothered keeping him around this long if he hadn't(lord knows the food bill would be enough to sway his opinion if he wasn't entirely too attached by now).

But trust?

Trusting Kremy Lecroux is a bad idea on any number of levels. He's a cheat by profession and a liar by lifestyle. Hell he's sold the souls of those around him in exchange for power more than once. There's nothing worth trusting in him, he's a coldblooded criminal and he's never gonna change, not for anybody. And here Gid is announcing it with his full chest. It's one of those things that's so endearing about him, he never holds back; Gideon Coal has never made a promise he doesn't fully mean. But since he's a man of contracts and business dealings he at least wants to give him a fair shot, a head start, a warning to keep that fiery heart close.

"You sure about that Gid? Those kinds of words have a power to em you know that."

"100% man, I'll follow you to the end of the world."

Kremy struggles to get air into his lungs, it takes a minute, two. When he finally gets enough to speak, it's frustrated and tinged with melancholy.

"Well I'll gladly let you do just that, if we ever get out of this fucking place."

"Hey." Kremy offers no response. "C'mon man don't be that way, the crew are all out there figuring their way in as we speak, fact I can smell the Torbek already."

He says nothing.

"I know what'll cheer you up."

A large, warm hand cups the bottom of his snout, gently directing his face up and to the side. Before he can think to protest, his eyes are drawn to the sudden lick of flame dancing on the tip of Gideon's finger. Not unlike when he lights cigarettes for him, except now he's pressing the pad of the digit to a small twig from the rocky floor until it smolders dully. Blowing on it, Gideon brings the small stick towards his face. It's warm but not uncomfortably so (he'd never had a doubt in his mind that Gid would hurt him). Carefully, precisely, with hands steady from working on the delicate innards of machines he can't begin to comprehend, Gideon draws the ashen tip of the stick across his upper lip in two swooping lines.

"There you already look more like yourself!" He proclaims proudly.

And god if he can't help the smile that breaks across his face.

"You're a crazy son of a bitch Gideon Coal, you know that?"

"Been told once or twice." he chuckles.

#“Gid when we walk outta here I need you to go first.” “Why?” “Cause you're my light at the end of the tunnel. Always will be.”#Once Upon a Witchlight amiright?#god im obsessed its bad #theres not NEARLY enough fan content for this and it is is a CRIME #to any of my followers or mutuals: if you like banter if you like funnies if you like gay subtext if you like found family #i am BEGGING you to check out once upon a witchlight and gush with me #its done by Legends of Avantris on youtube and twitch #moustache moment in ep.26 my beloved #once upon a witchlight #kremy lecroux #gideon coal #coalecroux #legends of avantris

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mangomagicaart · 1 month

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So there’s this clip of Casey Mongollio in one of their streams where they say as Floofty “hmm yes I do suppose that is quite poggers” in character. This was posted by @vizinix and because “Blair” and “Self control” do not belong in the same sentence together. I animated it. And here we are.

Here’s a link to the audio: https://www.tumblr.com/hazey-moonlight/716496683707645952/dragonsatlartales?source=share

And a YouTube link:

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And a link to the YouTube

Plus a bonus doodle I did during my break. Don’t do this. Ever.

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saiskulls · 9 months

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an iskall warmup in these trying times 🤲

#digital art #warmup art #iskall85 #fanart #hermitcraft #vault hunters #twitch #iskall85 fanart #iskall #:P i will never figure out how to tag efficiently on tumblr #anyway i draw her sooooo cute iskall my beloved #saiskulls art

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everye · 1 year

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welcome to the 20th century provincial Town

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this notebook supposed to be a dictionary but i just keep havin fun instead ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#pathologic #мор #мор утопия #daniil dankovsky #artemy burakh #clara the changeling #даниил данковский #артемий бурах #клара самозванка #p1 steppe my beloved #rip to danya's jacket but weeee MUD MUD MUDDY ROADS !! ^_^#my eye can not stop twitching since yesterday #my art

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gaeasun · 3 months

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A little comic based off of me and @mwolf0epsilon conversation about her most recent text post where dogma is offered a little bit of colorful justice by my oc Twitch. But anyways have a sad Dogma.

#weeee i drew something #you can see i spent baout as much effort on the first panel as the rest combined #but im PROUD of that first one #good old pencil and paper #art? art #twitch my beloved #clone trooper dogma #if you are not familar with Twitchs habits he was going to go put hairdye in someones shampoo #now he has his targets >:3 #also posemaniacs is my best art friend

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glass-clown · 9 months

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