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Little doodles in my datapad
All tech themed.
#star wars#the bad batch#tbb#bad batch#the clone wars#the bad batch star wars#my art#star wars fanart#star wars the clone wars#clone trooper#tech bad batch#clone trooper tech#tech lives#tech#tbb tech#tech tbb#technology bad batch#the bad batch tech#bad batch tech#the bad batch art#the bad batch c-x2#c-x2#clone x2#clone assassin#tech fanart
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Heroes of Millennium (HoM) AU
Act 1: What was left behind. - Part 1 <- Part 2 (here) -> Part 3
#hom au#heroes of millennium au#danny phantom#danny fenton#jake long#american dragon jake long#adjl#dp#rc9gn#*bangs fists on table and cackles like a hyena* I DID PROMISE ITS GONNA BE VERY MEATY but in this case i meant ACTION BABEY#cant draw action comics for shitt but does it stope me????? NOPE you are all gonna suffer thru this with me#also i do feel a need to apologize for my excess use of c o l o r s but i really havent figured out how to draw like a normal person#also x2 sorry for like. 2 month long break between these parts hah
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Foolret .
"And you'll come back, right?"
Foolish looks desperate, clinging to Eret. XD had put up a fair fight, one they both knew they weren't coming back from. Well, Eret knew they weren't. Foolish didn't.
They smiled, chuckling wetly and cupped his cheek. With a shaky, bloody breath, they nodded. It was better to lie to him, wasn't it?
"I'll be back. I promise."
#hey venus x2#dsmp#dream smp#dreamsmp#c!eret#c!foolish#dsmpshipping#fooleret#eternal duo#we wrote some more
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Added some no-longer-trash to a skirt! It's very good to fidget with - the metal ring can rotate freely and the pop tab maille is only fastened at the top and bottom so you can put your fingers between it and the fabric in between.
#diy punk#trashcraft#punk fashion#punk aesthetic#also i have no idea what that metal ring is/was supposed to be for but i found it abandoned by a construction site#the only bits of text on it say 'INDIA'‚ '2½x2'‚ and 'C (UL) US (P)' (the bits in parentheses are actually in an oval kinda thing)#if anyone knows what it's for‚ please share with the class. i'm so curious
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YOU CAN'T SAVE THEM
Standing there...you wonder...
"Where did it all go wrong...?"
So...what if C isn't able to protect her new friends? What if KM got to them like the old ones? What if...she saw her loved ones...die in front of her again...?
HAHAH- IDK I FELT LIKE A LITTLE EVIL TO HER TODAY 🥲
#artists on tumblr#drawing#sketch#doodle#oc art#murder drones#murder drones n#murder drones uzi#serial designation n#uzi doorman#oc#C trauma x2 moment#THIS IS A WHAT IF. IT'S NOT ACTUALLY HAPPENING BTW-#THOSE TWO'S NAME ARE HERE CUZ THEY ARE HER NEW FRIENDS ;v;
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my bf: jean grey is the cool people’s natasha romanoff
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and yes i did some scribbles with stardew victor and my own oc viktor
as the world willed it
#i tried twice to clean and colour the sketch and i just couldnt do it justice#sve victor#zaukydraws#stardew victor#own oc#its x2 vik(c) content
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do u think deku would invite all-might over under the pretext of just having dinner with the three of u..
and then try to progress the situation into a spit-roast?
or maybe a full-on butt-fucking cock-sucking threesome?
it is six in the morning babe I think you need HELP. But I do too frankly so I have a lot to say on this‼️‼️‼️
I think if Deku were kind of a weirdo… yes. It would absolutely happen like this. And I’m trying to consider, like, if All Might would be in on it, too. It would be a shame if it was sprung on both of you and shit went south from there (cuz realistically, I can imagine AM being the one who freaks out LOL).
But is All Might a huge cuck? For his almost-son’s spouse??? YEAH.
It’s hard not to be aware of the awkward sexual tension that exists when all three of you are together. The way things go from sweet and loving with only Deku to like you’re being watched and preyed upon by these Two Big Men who always act like they know something You Don’t. You’re surprised you even make it halfway through the meal before someone’s hand ends up somewhere and you’re being sat on the other’s lap like a little doll meant to be fondled.
(You could tell the moment was coming, were waiting for it to be sprung, always making sure you were wearing your good panties to no one’s complaint… but you were always just a little too nervous to ask about it out loud.)
That being said, I think the first time it happens it isn’t so wild. Deku definitely maes a show of fucking you with AM simply watching for a long time before letting him even touch. It’s honestly kind of… nice.
This whole thing is also especially more likely if this is an Villain!AU… then it’s occurring every damn weekend👁️👁️
#deku#all might#I took on the challenge of answering thinking my sleepy *ss could do this justice#IT COULDNT I got tired at the end and needed to quit I sorry#but like there’s three answers: 1. yes but it starts out with a whole bunch of c*cking#2. yes bc deku and all might are freaks in bed#or 3. it’s a villain AU#lmfaoooooo I can talk about more if u want when I’m AWAKE#my cat had the zoomies and woke me up hence why I’m here#anyway#and no matter what I think the threes*me comes later#for a long time it’s just … either one or the other watching you get speared while they j*rk *ff#LOL IDK#anyway x2#caitie things#gen#anon
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buddy dawn genuinely thinking how amazing the bad kids are during this fight only to get killed like that imagine how jarring it is to see this great display of teamwork and friendship and then
something hurts
...
he sees the corn gates
#fhjy spoilers#no death saves meant she did x2 his hp :c#i def think 4d was waiting for gavin to die so she could crossbow him to bypass death ward...
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closed - @consrose
where - sharky's
Celeste didn't know why she was here. She didn't know what she was doing. All she knew was that she just....couldn't stop thinking about him. It was infuriating. For months Celeste had tried her best to forget about Connor--and for a while there it kind of worked while she began seeing someone else. But even then, even throughout it all, Connor still lingered in the back of her mind. And then he showed up at her job, effortlessly obliterating months of effort to pretend he never even existed and didn't still own a very big chunk of her life. Asshole.
And since that night, she just couldn't get him out of her mind. Every time someone strolled into the bar she looked up, every time the elevator dinged open at Ocean Crest she held her breath. She'd even stupidly gone up on the roof a few times, wondering if he'd be up there smoking. And every time she was left angry at herself for being disappointed. She'd sent him away, he'd said goodbye. That should be the end of it. So why the fuck was she in the crowd at Sharky's that night, watching him perform. And why the fuck did she find herself weaving through the crowd after their set, searching the crowd for him. She never should've done this--and that was made all too obvious to her when she did find him- only to find some other girl practically all over him.
It's what she deserved really, for not leaving well enough alone.
Celeste felt a burning inside herself. Jealousy and heartbreak and anger at herself all at the same time and when the ringing in her ears started she knew she just needed to get out. She just moved so fast she didn't even see the person beside her holding two glasses of beer and she smacked right into them, causing the glass to shatter and attention to definitely be on her. "S-Sorry." She muttered, shaking her head and trying to ignore the eyes on her as she all but shoved her way through the throngs of people, heading to the exit to get out.
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@general-kalani | (No one prays for the Devil)
The sound of the blades whirring overhead, muffled as they were, was a death march. It heralded what she could only imagine was the end of all she knew and the start of something else. Something new and horrible and unending. Their voices sounded like trumpets, commanding and fearless as they rode upon metal steeds. Beams of light had seared into unholy eyes, rendering her blind until they deemed her worthy of sight, and what a sight it had been.
Gemina stared down out the window of the helicopter, her hands bound inside a steel mash bag that was tied off at her wrists. They'd even gone through the effort of muffling her, ensuring that she couldn't bite anyone who put their hands too close. How far she'd fallen from greatness; a wolf no more, but a lamb sent to slaughter.
At least the land below was beautiful, she was thankful for that. It reminded her of her hidden home back east, nestled into the Appalachian mountains. A deep regret flooded her body as she stared down at pillars of smoke rising from the town below; from up above it seemed so peaceful. So safe. Gemina closed her eyes, tears welling up in them and slipping down to dampen the muzzle clasped tightly around her mouth, and for the first time in decades, she said a silent prayer.
-Grant me your mercy, be you one god or many. For my sins are weighed and my karma balanced; I am no more evil than a bear protecting what is hers. If you truly are a being of forgiveness and light, deliver me now from those who seek to inflict your divine justice.-
It was a plea shouted into the dark of her mind, but it was all that was left to do. Gemina reopened her eyes to look at the valley once more, but it was then that everything shook. A massive heat filled the helicopter as it jostled to the side, flashing lights went off all around them as men shouted at each other, and they were falling. Falling down, down, down.
And then nothing.
When she reopened her eyes she was lying in the snow. Shadows danced at the edges of her vision as she stared ahead, seeing moving feet shifting through ripped steel and broken bodies. There was shouting; she recognized at least two of the voices; the agents that had finally managed to capture her were on their knees surrounded by men with guns. A bloodied, weak smile cracked across her lips as she realized her prayer had been answered.
Searing hot pain spread through her limbs as she tried to get up. When she did she noticed someone coming her way, but everything grew hazy once more. Just as they reached for her she fell back into a sticky, agonizing darkness with their voice -- unable to understand what they said -- echoing in her mind.
When she woke up once more she was somewhere entirely unfamiliar. "Where-.. Am I?" Lights hung above her which did nothing to help the headache, but at least she had the strength to slowly sit herself up. Whatever wounds she'd gotten were bandaged, the blood in her mouth had been cleaned, and -- her chest seized. Gemina looked down upon her bandaged hands to see her true skin peeking out from the dressings. Confusion compounded in her dazed state, but it was met with hope; they'd tended to her, hadn't they?
"Hello?!"
#c; gemina#v; main#tw kidnapping#tw implied injury#tw long post#am i happy with this? fuck no -- so if you want me to change anything LET ME KNOW *jazz hands*#ALSO NO I DIDNT DECIDE WHICH OF YOUR MUSES SHE MEETS FIRST probably either Jacob or Joseph. Joseph has minister visiting the hospital vibes#SO YOU PICK#also lore drop for ME: im a ministers kid x2 so it felt necessary to make the beginning biblical because it scratched a very specific iiitc
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https://x.com/matantmarf/status/1745840954521657390?s=46&t=J1ALX59WV1qz57ucOZpMiQ
; What an assist.
#active psalms#c natural#harmonic alignment#checkerboard chemistry#holy spirit check#health science college#HSC x2#full flitter#full blast glitter#guide class freestyle for myself#forward march to peace#votd#2024#90 degrees#theta
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folks i made art for @scorpionoesit’s vagabonds fic. it is a very good fic and you all should read it if you haven’t already.
if you haven’t heard of it,, basically,, think clinic, but tommy doesn’t have healing powers + he heals many different groups, not just villains(and vigilantes).
it is,, as i said,, verrrrrrry very good,,,, we got clingy duo, we got bedrock bros, allium duo, golden duo,, whatever the hell tommy and fundy’s duo name is i don’t know i don’t keep up with these things. we got bamf tommy,, we got micheal aka the best character,, we got peanut butter cookies,, have i convinced you to read this fic yet. do i need to send my not-so-good essay. i will do it. no i won’t actually it’s not good but still you should read the fic kdjdkdndk.
anyway, ranting aside,,,, the art!!
click for better quality,,,,, reblogs > likes!!
i feel like the rooftop itself could be better(it is. very empty,, dkdnkd),, as well as the poses,, and the background is.. eh,,, but i like everything else about it!!
and that’s not all i have! made a couple little extra doodles,, putting them under the cut!! hope you all enjoy!!
#my art#dream smp#tommyinnit#technoblade#scorpionoesit my beloved i love their fics so much. my number one favorite author of all time; genuinely#whenever vagabonds and braided realities is done;; i would honestly love to print ‘em out and make ‘em into an actual book-#-for personal use;;; like if i ever get on a plane and wanna read something#with the authors permission of course;; kfnfkf. gonna wait until the fics are actually complete before asking tho fifnof#and i’d also need to like. actually learn how to bookbind#anyway rambling aside. if you’re curious about that essay i mentioned you’re welcome to look for it in my blog#i’m not linking it myself it is. not good as i’ve said fkfnfknfkfn. it’s only 1/3 about vagabonds#another third is about dsmp hero fics in general; and the last third is about. the owl house.#they are connected i promise. kind of#i just wanted an excuse to ramble and promote vagabonds and somehow ended up with 3k words of nonsense jdbdkdbdjvd#anyway x2. spreading my long-curly haired c!tommy propaganda. i cannot be stopped#also fun fact. techno’s hair is different than how i normally draw his hair. mostly the color#usually i draw his hair the same color as the pig skin;; but in the fic it’s specifically mentioned as ‘bubble gum pink’.#and i wanted to be accurate to that. even tho right next to him is tommy in a pony tail; something definitely not in the actual fic#tho it doesn’t really matter ngl;; you can barely see the difference in the final piece kfhfodbkd#still… i’ll know. and so will you; person who read the tags. thanks for that btw idk how many ppl actually read my inane ramblings down here#here; take a peanut butter cookie; made with a dash of chekhov’s gun#(i’ve rambled. so much(not really) about the cookies in various discord servers.)#i love this fic so much you would not believe#also ngl i kinda just. traced the. uh. shit what’s the thing called.#ok i forget the name but jsyk. i traced it fodnkdbd. did not try too much with that#well i mean. i did. with the coloring/shading bits. but not with the actual shape of it didjkdjd#also i just realized i forgot to add the fake writing details on a lil sticker on the thing but then i realized.#you can’t even see it anyway tech’s in the way. so. woo?#anyway i’m about to run out of tags so i guess this is where i stop#have a nice day/night; folks!!
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i'm the first to admit i'm doing a bad job of not liveblogging, but i gotta be nogblogging
#the fault of having captions on lol. if not i'd've gone ''didn't quite catch that'' & moved on b/c Context Is Enough#apparently indeed [nog] on its own could historically refer to a strong ale; so says top result on an etymology search. further origin [?]#and for all i know maybe it was already used as [cited star wars drink] or something lol. i don't know these little details at all reliably#like i Know gun to head everything will have the blue milk lol e.g. but not much further than that#technically seen most? all? of the original / prequel trilogy movies but Ages ago & never moved to rewatch. eh.#i can live w/the nog possibilities. maybe if the original movie was just luke being a funny little gay icon i'd be like yeah i'll see it as#like an exercise in the novelty of that. but then i remember like eh...han solo will be there. i can sense the vibes of [annoying & boring]#which should be a star wars quote really#now i'll have to watch [will roland singing something so right] like the original paul simon version? kinda take it or leave it like#i appreciate it but i wouldn't ever seek it out. but then it's like ah....Augh#(b/c of the lyrics When Something Goes Wrong / I'm The First To Admit It (x2) / But The Last One To Know)#when someone....noggg blogggs....iii'm the first to admit it....i'm the first to Admit it....but the last one to knooooww....#oh okay a scene later and this guy refers to revnog. what is this; fury road (watched fury road and now i'm antifascist)#as well as reads out the [any witnesses?] quote ft cassian described as ''a human w/dark features'' space racial profiling hours indeed#and then going on ''they clearly harassed a human w/dark features'' implying that's correlation w/some Meaning to be sure#now coming back to add ah another moment with. mednog. seems like an established beverasuffix#andor
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( 🏐 ) sports day !
❛ ¡claro!, ¡pide tiempo cuando vas perdiendo!, ❜ espeta al primer oponente que ve a través de la net de voleibol. buena racha de su equipo era obvia & pitido del arbitro la enfadó porque ese tiempo les iba a enfriar. algunos abucheos del público no la dejaban sola en eso. ❛ ¿cuántos puntos nos faltan para que se vayan al infierno? ❜ cuestiona a primerx de su equipo que ve.
#• ₊° ❪ ⚡ ❫⠀𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖎𝖘 : starters.#k creisi#pero está en las olimpiadas jr#literamente pueden ser cualquier jajasjd#bonus point si son oponente ahr#contaré notas c:#x2
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pride month drabble challenge fill #1
prompts: 15. Transmasc + 9. Moonlight + 7. "Do you ever get afraid?" (prompts)
fandom: XCOM 2 (gen verse)
TWs/CWs: none
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They're standing on the flight deck with Central, the cold moonlight turning them both silver black blue. Beside them, their XO stares out over the railing toward the distant glittering night shine of a city center.
His breath fogs in the air, and the Commander wishes they had those stupid sweaters still. They itched but they were warm, and the wind that rushes over the deck is frigid enough that they'd be willing to wear the damn thing again.
The Commander studies Central's face. He looks like they've always wished, no longer the clean and proper young man he was, more rugged and just--
Their stomach twists.
Masculine. Almost stereotypically so. He has it so effortlessly. They never will-- they don't know the state of gender affirming health care now and frankly? They'd rather not; it'd make them cry more than everything already does.
But they look at Central and they're envious. They look at him and they want to wear his skin. They look at him and mourn what they can't be.
Their capture did nothing to help. They guess it's nice that they didn't age, but... that's time they've lost. They'll never get it back. Time they could have--
Could have what? No time for transitioning when the world's on fire, they think bitterly.
Central looks over at them.
"You're looking awfully pensive," he says. "Something eating you, Commander?"
"Do you ever get afraid?" they ask.
Their central officer's mouth drops a bit in a frown. "Not sure I'm following," he says. "Of the aliens? The war? The Chosen? What's next? You're gonna need to be--"
"Of -- of not getting --"
Their voice trails off. What does their dysphoria matter, in this time? So meaningless admist the horrors. They shove their hands in their pockets and look at their feet.
Central's eyes are on them. "Ohhh," he says as they try not to meet his gaze. "Ohh, you think you don't deserve to talk about whatever it is, I see."
He scoffs. "Well, I think you do," he says, looking back out at the city center. "Even if it seems small to you, it still means something. You should get to talk about it."
"Thanks, Central," they say.
"So what is it?"
They take a long breath of the crisp cold air, feel it burn in their chest. "I'm not who I'm supposed to be," they say, hesitantly. "And I probably won't ever get to be."
Central's looking at them again.
Their stomach churns under his soft gaze. "Stop," they say. "Stop, you're pitying me."
"I am not," he retorts. "I still don't even really get it but maybe I don't have to. This is a trans thing, right?"
They nod.
"I won't ever know what that's like," Central continues. "I won't claim that I would or will, but..." He pauses. "I don't know, if I can help somehow, I'd like to."
The Commander shifts weight from foot to foot, is still avoiding eye contact. "I don't know what you could even do," they say. "I mean, besides what you do already, with pronouns and..."
"Yeah, but that's just being a decent human," Central says.
"Maybe that's all I can really ask, all you can really do," the Commander says. "Not like you can just manifest a surgeon or HRT or whatever."
"If I could I would," he says. "I could... someone has to be helping folks in the resistance transition. I'll look around."
The Commander smiles a little, shuffles a little closer to Central.
"You're right," they say. "There has to be somebody, something." They hesitate. "I just...sometimes I feel like I'm alone, and that it'll never happen, and that I have to settle. That's what I mean."
"You shouldn't ever have to settle," Central says. "Not on something like this-- when it's about yourself and your life and..." He struggles a second. "You should get to be happy."
The Commander wants to reach for his hand. They don't. Instead they say, "You should too."
He looks away, back toward the cityscape and its neon lights. "I've got mine," he says. "Your turn now, Commander."
The Commander closes the distance between them, leans on him. "What if we both got ours? Got to be happy?" they say. "What about that, Central?"
Central stiffens under their weight, and then relaxes a bit. "I'd like that," he says, his voice quiet, slow. The Commander can feel his body rising and falling with each breath under their ear.
"Me too," they say. "Me too."
#wolf barking#tailstrokes#hello commander#pride month drabble challenge#hey you can add readmore on mobile wo doing the :readmore: thing now?????#anyway * strikes a pose * have this#also sorry jax all i have to offer is x2 brainrot so thats what youre getting#i added the dialouge prompt from my own list bc i needed. more inspo ^^;#and i do these challenges very haphazardly (ie i roll 3d10 on each prompt list and do that instead of day by day) so i hope thats alright.#everyone: can we see something else other than c/c shipping / me: sorry brainrot!#'ITS BEEN 6 YEARS WOLF' IM IN HELL!
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