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xx-sketchy-xx · 28 days
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did.. did I forget to post this?
I just saw an amazing artist make a bob ross comic, and I just thought, wtf did mine go xD
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doodledaf · 4 months
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Go to the pet-store empty handed, walk out with new friends!
Brought to you by Dooble and 45 (enjoyable) hours in the span of 2 months ( ´ ▽`)=b
More under the cut ❀
Close ups of each side (since Tumblr sometimes eats the quality)
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And the background is anyone is interested ❀
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You wouldn't believe how big this is, haha. The file was too big to send via Gmail and the video length is like . . . 50 minutes? Almost 76k strokes ain't something to laugh 'bout either ((*゜Д゜)ゞ”
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honeygrahambitch · 2 months
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Some days at uni are boring. And on some days the teachers use Hannibal Lecter as a case study.
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bluewolfangel01 · 2 months
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Be Mine or Whatever <3
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a-freemaniac · 6 months
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I never thought that a simple attempt to distract myself from my ever ruminating brain and panic attacks would bring me such joy and support coming from you.
Thank you for all your likes and reblogs and kind comments.
This is the beginning of my scrapbook.
It's my Headcanon from @madlori 's Performance in a leading role.
I always imagine pics of Martin and Benedict instead of scenes from the show.
Call it Johnlock AU or Freebatch.
For me it's an addition to my Sherlock world.
Thanks for all your support 🙏 ❤️🙏
@kettykika78 @jelly-of-many-ships @keirgreeneyes @grace-in-the-wilderness @beccibarnes @gh-0-sties-blog @a-victorian-girl @lostinsherlock44 @bewitched-bullet @cumbercurlygirl @benedictandsherlockdeduction @bencdaily @helloliriels @eclectic-confusion
@thetimemoves @thelostsmiles @bene-batch @cumberbatchlives @cumberbatchcom @free-martinis @whatnext2020 @cumberbatchitalia @watsonlock @freebatchisthenewjohnlock @freebatch-and-stuff @cheekbonesofbenny @duskybatfishgirl @devoursjohnlock @discordantwords @fbbpics @gingerbbatch @tendalee @the-benedict-network
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fukaselover · 2 years
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OMGG DID JOONGDOK SRSLY WON EVEN IF THERE WERE CANON GAY COUPLES? Damn, their homosexuality is in another level then
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Source: twitter
How u can find it? Just search joongdok, it's recent (1-2 days? If we talk abt the final results)
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ruelin024 · 2 months
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Sans realizes the change of timelines a little earlier than expected as memories of the other realities flood in.
And all the Monsters are back into the Underground, back to the very beginning, clueless, as if nothing ever happened.
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Every time I replay Undertale after going through the pacifist end route, all to relive the good times with my own hands.
I feel both happiness and guilt. (っ- ‸ – ς)
I do believe after finishing the game with the good freedom ending, they have their own lives up until the player reopens the game and destroys/interrupts it.
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cherryrainn · 11 months
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can you write angst with striker,
a songfic with "i bet on losing dogs" by mitski??
like do whatever you want with the fic, theyre a couple, not a couple. anything. thats all up to you!
I LOVE MITSKI AND I LOVE THIS SONG AND I LOVE STRIKER AND I LOVE ANGST AND I LOVE YOU
☽ ༚  ༵ ۰ ✧ ۰  ༵ ༚ ༵ ۰ ✧ ۰ 
— i bet on losing dogs
striker x reader
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song link; click here
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the walls of your small apartment seemed to close in on you as you sat on the edge of the worn-out couch, staring at the silent phone in your hand. striker, the love of your life, had promised he would be home soon. but the hours turned into days, and the days into a week, with no sign of his return.
my baby, my baby
you held onto the hope that he was out there, fulfilling his dangerous duties, protecting you and the dark secrets you shared. each passing moment without him felt like an eternity, the weight of his absence suffocating your fragile heart.
you're my baby, say it to me
as the world outside grew dim and the shadows danced around you, tears welled up in your eyes. you remembered the tender moments, the stolen kisses, and the whispered promises of forever. striker had once vowed to protect you, to be your shelter in the storm of this chaotic world.
baby, my baby
but then, one evening, the sound of the front door creaking open filled the silence, causing your heart to skip a beat. striker stepped inside, exhaustion etched into every line of his face. his pale red skin seemed paler than usual, his yellow eyes weary and distant.
tell your baby that I'm your baby
you rushed towards him, hope flickering within your chest,
"striker, you're finally home!" you said, your voice filled with a mix of relief and apprehension. "i missed you so much."
striker glanced down at you briefly, his eyes betraying a hint of weariness. "yeah, been a long week," he muttered, his voice lacking its usual warmth.
but as you reached out for him, your touch was met with an unexpected chill. he sidestepped your embrace, his focus elsewhere. without a word, he trudged past you and made his way to the bedroom.
i bet on losing dogs
confusion and hurt swirled within you. the once vibrant love between you had faded into a shadow of its former self. striker's actions spoke louder than any words, leaving you feeling invisible and insignificant.
as the night wore on, your mind raced with thoughts of what could have caused this abrupt change. the love you had bet on, the losing dog you had wagered your heart on, was slipping away with each passing moment.
i know they're losing and i'll pay for my place
morning arrived, the sun's rays piercing through the curtains, but the warmth they brought couldn't reach the icy barrier that had formed between you and striker. you watched silently as he prepared himself for another day of his dangerous work.
by the ring
"i hope you have a good day, striker," you whispered, your voice tinged with sadness.
striker glanced at you briefly, his expression unreadable. "yeah, thanks," he replied curtly before heading out the door.
"i love you... striker."
and just like that, he was gone again.
where i'll be looking in their eyes when they're down
the room once again felt heavy with anticipation as you anxiously awaited striker's return. your heart had become a barren wasteland, starved of the affection and connection you so desperately craved.
i'll be there on their side
and then, as the sun began its descent, the sound of keys jingling and the creaking of a door filled the silence. striker stepped inside, his silhouette framed by the golden hues of dusk. his hat was tilted low, casting a shadow over his eyes, but the familiar presence of a cowboy filled the air.
"you've been waiting for me, darlin'?" striker's voice held a rasp, like a lonesome guitar strumming a mournful tune.
i'm losing by their side
you nodded, unable to hide the mix of relief and apprehension in your eyes.
striker slowly removed his hat, revealing a tired but genuine smile. the light caught the golden tooth in his sharp-toothed mouth, accentuating the rugged charm that drew you to him in the first place.
"it's been too long since i've really been home," striker admitted, his voice filled with a touch of remorse. "i've missed you, y/n'."
the cowboy had returned, ready to sweep you off your feet once again.
will you let me, baby, lose
as the night unfolded, striker regaled you with tales of his adventures in the vast, untamed land of hell. his voice carried the essence of the open plains and the scent of gunpowder, painting vivid pictures of a world beyond your reach.
on losing dogs
with the night drawing to a close, striker pulled you into his arms, his hold firm and protective.
i know they're losing and i'll pay for my place
"i can't promise i'll be here forever, darlin'," striker confessed, his voice tinged with both regret and sincerity. "but tonight, i'll hold you tight and make you feel like the only one in this wild, wild world."
a wave of both joy and melancholy washed over you as his words sank in.
as morning broke, casting a golden glow upon the land, striker rose from the bed, his cowboy hat perched upon his head once again. he turned to face you, his gaze filled with a mix of determination and longing.
by the ring
"i've gotta go, y/n," striker murmured, his voice carrying the weight of an assassins duty. "but tonight, y/n, i want cha' to go to our favorite restaurant," he said, his voice low and earnest. "wait for me, and i promise i'll be there."
your heart fluttered at his words, a renewed sense of hope washing over you.
where i'll be looking in their eyes when they're down
"yeah, alright. i'll be there," you whispered, your voice filled with a mixture of excitement and longing. "i'll wait for you, striker."
i wanna feel it
the night had arrived, filled with both anticipation and a glimmer of hope. you meticulously selected an outfit, something nice and sweet that would make striker's heart skip a beat. the words that had once echoed through your mind now took a backseat to the excitement of the evening.
i bet on losing dogs
you arrived at the restaurant, the familiar aroma of comfort and familiarity enveloping you. you took your seat, glancing at the empty chair across from you, waiting for striker to fulfill the promise he had made. minutes turned into hours, and the lyrics that had danced in your mind became a haunting echo, amplifying your heart's ache.
i always want you when i'm finally fine
you checked your phone, hoping for a message, a call, anything to reassure you that he was on his way. but there was only silence. the lyrics that had once been an anthem of love now became a somber melody, echoing through the empty spaces of the restaurant.
how you'd be over me looking in my eyes when i come
as the hours stretched on, your excitement turned to disappointment, and disappointment evolved into heartbreak. tears welled up in your eyes, a silent cascade of sorrow. you fought to keep your composure, to hide the pain that threatened to consume you. the words that had once sung of unrequited love now bore witness to your silent breakdown.
someone to watch me die
amidst the corner of the restaurant, you quietly wept, the tears falling like raindrops on the tablecloth. striker had failed to keep his promise, leaving you stranded in a sea of loneliness.
the night wore on, the restaurant slowly emptying, leaving you alone in a sea of empty chairs and untouched plates. the promise that had once painted a picture of hope now painted a stark reality, a reminder of the pain of betting on a losing dog.
someone to watch me die
and there you remained, seated in the empty restaurant, your heart aching with unfulfilled expectations.
time seemed to stand still as you held on to a sliver of hope, desperately clinging to the belief that striker would somehow find his way to you.
i bet on losing dogs.
but as the night wore on, the truth settled in like an unwelcome guest.
striker was not coming.
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obishenshenobi · 3 months
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Last night of 46 wasn't bad at all :D Went to the really good Vietnamese restaurant in town and had such yummy food! The seafood pho was amazing!
Tomorrow my friend who's sharing my birthday is having a party and invited me :D And Sunday I'm taking my family to a Croatian restaurant I'm excited for.
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savimatteo2810 · 2 months
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If you saw me accidentally post chapter 1 instead of chapter 6 no u didn't <3
Thank you for your patience,,, <3
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4ft10tvlandfangirl · 3 months
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So (😭)...I've gone and watched Motaz's farewell video a dozen times already. Had to share a few of the moments that really got me. Seeing him surrounded by his loving friends and still smiling despite it all made me so happy. He deserves it, to be safe and happy. They all do ❤
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shittywriterbrain · 4 months
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actually, ACTUALLY just had to run downstairs into the living room to jump around because HOLY SHIT IM SO FUCKING EXCITED SEASON THREE LETS GOOOOOOO
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sula0kim · 2 months
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HAPPY WOMAN DAY
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yaya i know this like wrong to like say happy day but idc :PP
anyway to all of you ladies my inbox is always open/jkjkjkkjk
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idk-bruh-20 · 2 years
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Today we're thinking about Tony, Happy, and Peter
Thinking about that time when Tony said to Peter, “That’s odd. Happy told me you quit band six weeks ago," and the fact that Happy would never have offered that information on his own. Like there is no way in hell Happy decided, with zero prompting and totally of his own volition, to bring up a change in Peter Parker's class schedule.
Meaning one of two things. Either (1) Tony asked Happy for that information, like he went out of his way to ask questions about Peter's life (and let's be real, how many follow-up questions do you think it would take to pester Happy into bringing up that detail),
or (2) Tony already knew on his own because he helicopter-dads stalks the hell out of Peter, and he's using Happy as an excuse.
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sumeruin · 13 days
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why must such a perfect amazing gorgeous girl (me) go through so much (the nearest grocery store being out of mango juice) </3
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carlos-in-glasses · 11 months
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Inspiration Saturday/Sunday
Thank you for the tag @alrightbuckaroo and @reyesstrand
This week - it is a little bit of everything ❤️ For a fic I shall start posting next weekend.
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Tagging without pressure!!!: @never-blooms @bonheur-cafe @liminalmemories21 @heartstringsduet @strandnreyes @chaotictarlos @irispurpurea @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @spaghett-onaplate @taralaurel @ladytessa74 @goodways @paperstorm @lightningboltreader @chicgeekgirl89 and @howlingsaturn - if you want to share/haven't already, and anyone else who sees this and feels like doing an art project!
❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜
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