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nguyenfinity · 3 months
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This month's feature is Crazy:B, with this edition releasing alongside their new Valentine's Day single 'Lovebug'! (written and produced by my hopes and dreams)
art-only version below the cut!
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 5 months
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Let the revenge games begin.
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zebrafiz · 2 years
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butterfly garden tats 🦋
part 1/? of my 1k follower gift
my first ever piece of cc!!! i started and finished this in one day so its not going to be perfect but im pretty proud of it :) i hope yall like it <3 im always open to feedback as well
full-body
one swatch (sorry...)
upper right arm
disallowed for random
enabled for both masc & fem frames, but i cant say the stomach tat will always look good on masc ones
TOU: do not reupload or claim as ur own. and definitely dont put it behind a paywall of any kind
download | sfs (free, no ads)
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uselesssubstrate · 6 months
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Aww you didn't think I forgot about tgirl tummy tuesday did you?
Feelin' the new bra I got too
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not-another-robin · 8 months
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Does anyone wanna hear about my Borderline Unrecognizable no capes au where everyone is just normal
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kyurochurro · 3 months
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saw this image on Pinterest and the pose gave me such riker vibes that I just HAD to draw it as him and troi HEHEHE
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ceaseless-watched · 11 months
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hey wait a minute.
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wait a minute.
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“I’m gonna sit in there, and I’m gonna wait for my 5 Michelin-Star meal, okay?”
“5 Michelin-Star meal”
“5 Michelin-Star”
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i am going fucking mad
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cartooncrazyart · 2 years
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Loving the variety in soulmate dynamics so far lol
[image description: 3 sketches of several players from Double Life SMP.
The first is of Impulse and Bdubs, holding each other happily under a banner that says “JUST MARRIED”, holding their left hands up to reveal a green thread hanging between their ring fingers.
The second is of Grian and Scar under the same banner, with Grian staring aghast at the ground as his left arm is pulled by the green thread tied around his wrist. On the other end of the string is Scar, who is walking off happily, arm in the air and his cat, Jellie on his head.
The third is of Scott and Cleo, holding hands defiantly in front of the banner which has been rewritten to now say “JUST DIVORCED”. Scott is holding a chisel-tip marker in his other hand and Cleo is holding scissors in hers, and they both have cut green threads hanging from their wrists. Behind them, Pearl is looking sad and confused, while Martyn shrugs, turned away. End ID]
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aardvaark · 5 days
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being obsessed with leverage will have you thinking up the silliest jobs they could do like what if they went to the mystery flesh pit
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the-kipsabian · 5 months
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a-daks · 1 month
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I forgot I made this one
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willowser · 8 months
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sometimes i get the very strong urge to write a comes back ??? fic for bakugou but the more i think about it, the more i realize how emotionally taxing and honestly horrifying it would be.
you and bakugou spend a few years in that weird will-they-won't-they stage before you officially start seeing each other seriously, and then it takes some time to adjust to having a pro-hero for a partner — so it's not always easy. until the time goes by and you have a break up scare or two and things finally level out, and you figure out how to talk to each other and you fall into the beautifully warm comfort of just being together, in love.
and then he fucking dies. in a heart-explodey, blind-in-one-eye kind of way.
the two years that follow are just — time passing, like pages in a chapter you can't understand the words to. you know grief in a way you never could have comprehended before, you wonder what it's all for and how you'll go on. you're angry at him for sacrificing his stupid life and angry at the world for taking him from you, but you're so deeply, down to your bones, heartbroken over losing him.
and you're not the only one; more than any of his friends that you see, deku is the one who is there for you the most. calls you daily and pulls you out of bed, makes sure you eat because he knows that's what kacchan would want. lovingly flings out a few gruff insults that make you laugh until you're both crying in your kitchen. it means something, maybe, that you both can just mourn in the presence of one another, without judgement or care.
your relationship gets a little — dependent. not romantic, at least not for you, but it's like you need the other person for the bits of bakugou they hold that you don't. the memories and the laughs and the bad times as well as the good. the secrets katsuki would never tell you, and the tenderness izuku was never shown.
it never gets easier. every day is just another day. if you think about it for too long, it all comes crumbling down. you're almost having to disassociate through your life just to make it, and that's hard when the whole city mourns him, too. but you do it. every single day, even on the worst of them.
izuku calls you a little more than two years after, in the middle of the night.
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sounding way too awake and out of breathe, though you don't think that's necessarily out of the ordinary, considering his profession. he's a very hyper-fixation kind of guy; you can only imagine what hobby he's picked up and also mastered in the last 48 hours.
he asks if he can come pick you up from your apartment because he "needs to show you something important" and you agree, even if it doesn't feel like it usually does, when the nights are long and you both need someone to talk to. this feels — urgent. a bit worrisome.
you don't know where he takes you, but he's quiet the whole way there. in an old sweater, hair mussed, bags under his eyes like he really hasn't slept in the last 48 hours.
("stupid flighty fucker," katsuki would say, sometimes, when the weight of the world was weighing too heavily on the number one hero's shoulders, and even if he would huff and puff and grit his teeth, you'd notice him checking his phone more often than usual. taking every phone call that came without hesitation.)
you almost want to tell izuku that, in the car, because that's what you do, that's how you've kept him alive between the two of you; kacchan would make a point to tell you that's not how generators work, in the shitty horror film you and deku go see, that kacchan wouldn't dare sit through.
("no, he would," you argue, solemn as the lights in the theater warm back to life, as it empties. "he would."
and after a long, heavy beat, izuku would agree. "yeah. he would.")
izuku brings you somewhere that's too clinical to be as quiet and as dark as it is: inside, the walls and floors are sterile with anti-septic but the lights are off, in every hallway. the only visibility comes from a small lamp that's in a lobby of sorts, and there is a small handful of people you don't know, at all, already there. waiting.
you say his name in a small, concerned question, and when he takes both his hands in yours, they're warm and too wide and sweaty. his eyes glow, but in a way you don't recognize. everything he says to you is — gibberish, a mish-mash of worry and half-sentences and all the warning bells are going off in your head.
"y-you can't freak out, okay? you have to—i can explain all this when...when the time is right."
"you said that you would give anything to have kacchan back, remember? you said—you would do anything."
"i know this sounds—i know how this sounds, okay? but nothing is impossible!"
"i just need you to trust me."
and up until now, you had no reason not to. but you're not sure when he slept last, or even when he ate last, or why he's muttering things about his quirk, how he and katsuki are connected somehow, in ways he's not able to explain.
or why you can faintly hear the steady beeping of a heart monitor just beyond the only closer door in this wing of the hospital.
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vigilskeep · 21 days
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if you took a bad enough hit while dao rock armour was active, could you have scars from blunt force trauma that spiderweb like cracks in stone
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imthursdaysyme · 9 months
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Kali aka little miss hated affection until she was taken out of a traumatic situation and survival mode
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girlygo2 · 3 months
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Some sketches of Triumphant Wilson!
I often see a lot of people portray him as some sort of goofy fella who tries to be scary but isn't? My interpretation of him sort of has none of that unfortunately, having become the evil charismatic scientist of shadows.
Where Wilson was rather quick to accept Their offers of power, knowledge, and more. Once he took it, the change began. What started out as a humble desire for the greater scientific good quickly descended into immoral, evil experiments. Torture, basically.
But, he still has a soft spot for puns and can get excited about science occasionally. However, don't let that soft spot fool you. His heart has gone cold as dry ice.
He is really um... good-looking though.
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skitskatdacat63 · 8 months
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2023 Dutch Grand Prix - Fernando Alonso(ft. Max Verstappen & Pierre Gasly)
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