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realpokemon · 1 year
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Why is my Eevee talking to me and saying that I should beat up my coworker
i think you need to lay off the sprigatito yk
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paxcallow · 2 months
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sketch dumps. composed mostly of razzes. with bonus lilis. aged up character designs i hope you're like :)
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Today's toon link swears those were normal mushrooms
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Thanks to @fungifanart for giving me the ok to use the promt
Yuu loved his friends they were rowdy sometimes sure but that didn't stop them for being friends.
Yuu loved his friends even when they were rude with him.
Yuu loved his friends even when they called him out for having no magic
Yuu loved his friends even when they freeloaded at his dorm
Yuu loved Grim even if he would exchange Yuu's soul for some tuna
Yuu... didn't know if he actually loved his friends anymore.
It was draining for him to deal with them.
Time passed and Yuu barely couldn't stand them anymore.
Yuu was tired to be used over and over and over AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVE-
By the headmage... or for his friends... even willing to give up his living place for their well being. But if that was true why were the photo's of them taken by the ghost camera moving less and less everyday... maybe... just maybe he could...
The first photo Yuu ever took was the first one to come alive. And as he took it out of the photo album 3 of the five people jumped out of the photo. Ace, Deuce and Grim the only two remaining in the figure were Yuu himself and Crowley.
"Yuu... what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Yuu didn't even notice he was crying.
"Hey! I can't have a sad henchman cmon smile!" Said the Grim
"Prefect don't cry... you know that crying is lame when you smile it's better!"
One by one copies of their so called friends jumped out of the photos.
They were all... so nice to Yuu... Yuu wanted to be never apart from them.
Grim was preoccupied. The Prefect exited less and less put of his room nor to lesson. The whole dorm wrapped in a inky smell. Grim sensitive nose couldn't andle it. He himself was passing more and more night at other dorms than his own.
Grim looked around in class: their henchman wasn't in class... again.
Grim was terrified of Yuu... everyone was...
As Grim and the first year group (minus Yuu) was walking to Sam store they saw the prefect searching from something.
"Prefect long time no see!" Said Epel approaching Yuu. Epel was scared when he saw the look the prefect gave him "oh hi Epel as I was saying last night-"
"Last night? What do you mean last night?" The realisation hit Yuu in the face he was talking to the wrong Epel.
Epel backed away as the magicless boy began to laugh holding his head left eye twitching while looking around in desperation. Only to run away minutes later.
The other first year's whatced the scene unfold looking lost and with a newly gained fear of the magicless prefect.
Yuu returned to his room to his RƏaŁ friends he looked happily around the room recognising the now disfigured silhouette of Vil and Rook. He couldn't here anything as the ringing in his hears got louder and his vision blurry...
A crazed laugh sounded trough the whole campus.
Riddle Roseheart was going to the library to do a quick rewiev of alchemy for the test that was happening the day after. When the laugh reached his ears. He felt goosebumps.
Trein was displeased and worried. The prefect didn't show up to class anymore. He needed to confront the prefect about this!
As he came to the door of Ramshackle Lucius meowed (Trein be carefull there is something wrong with this place) opening the door Trein found sight of no one only a black liquid dripped infront of him. Noticing the familiar liquid, Trein ran back out before calling the professor emergency line.
"Trein I swear if this is another of your lectures about hygiene I'm closing this call." Said Crewel sounding annoyed "Not this time I need all of Yuu at Ramshackle now!" Trein closed the call.
After a while the professors arrived (and Sam too) "Trein what's happening why call us at the pup's dorm!" Asked Crewel amused "Come after me" the old history teacher said firmly
After that event, even the staff was afraid of Yuu.
Idia had never found a blot concentration bigger than ramshackle dorm. So much blot that it was scary. Even if the blot couldn't make the prefect go overblot it still affected his behaviour and healt. It was also strange how all of the blot came from an objected that didn't produce blot.
The prefect was taken by S.T.Y.K.S in a cage... like a beast without reason.
The prefect was not himself anymore.
The real prefect was living in an idilliac world were everyone was always nice with him and nothing did go wrong. Then he noticed something...
Wasn't Grim tail pitchforked? Why is it normal? The world started spinning around when suddenly Yuu found himself locked in a cage with cushion walls... was he? In an asylum?
What had happened? Where did all of his friends go... then he started to remember...
That day after he met Epel, the pictures stopped moving. No more of his friends were there... only distorted figures of them. After that, the memories were a fuzzy mess. All the good things that happened... was it all a sick dream? What was he doing in the real world while dreaming of such perfect place.
Black tears streamed down his face as he started to call for somebody... anybody...
A figure appeared at the door of the cell. Idia Shroud. The look in his face was full of dread and esitation, but he still entered the cell.
"Yuu... how are you feeling?" "Idia, why am I here? I don't know where I am. I'm scared. What's happening?"
Idia expression softened before running towards the prefect, hugging him: "Yuu I'm so glad you're back... the others are also gonna be so happy..."
Little did Yuu know that no one except the shroud brothers would see him as before for the others. He would be from that moment the human who turned in a beast. Yuu wasn't told that he had MURDERED a student during his beast like state... Idia covered it up... Yuu would live from that moment encased in a piercing depressing reality in eternity searching that idilliac word he once lived in...
From that moment Yuu would fear to death the ghost camera and the dangers that come with it.
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tommynb · 10 months
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the doctors got what you need
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also clara
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catbreon-draws · 11 months
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Combine these two if you wanna see the hat man
Inspired by this post-
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Please consider sharing my art if you like it, thank you! My commission details and available pokemon adoptables are in my pinned post. Please PM me if interested!
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youwouldntlietopapa · 8 months
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Oooo if still taking prompts, #3 with Papa Copia! Doesn't matter who has the golden retriever energy cuz I think it would be great either way! <3
I am! And there are more prompts a lil further down too. My inbox is lonely, guys.
And this is another very fluffy, silly one. Because I'm in that kind of mood, apparently.
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Papa Primo was standing in the big Abbey kitchen when you spotted him, looking rather perplexed. As a man keen enough to know everything going on, even before it happened, it wasn’t a look you’d seen on him often. But, there he was, staring at a baking pan on the counter and tapping his chin with a long finger.
“Is everything all right, Papa?” You call from the doorway.
“Hmm?” He looks up from his pondering and smiles gently. “Not really wrong, Sorella. Only… a mystery.”
“I do love a mystery.” You smile in return and walk over to take a look. The pan is full of Papa’s special brownies. The warning you were given early on was however much you think you can handle, take half. Primo only grows primo. And this pan is missing a decent sized piece from the corner. “… I take it you didn’t have a taste already.”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “It would take more than only that to make me forget eating at all.”
“And you’ve been here the whole time?”
Again, he shakes his head. “Ah, no. I fear not. I like the big oven, bakes more even and faster. So when they’re done, I set it here to cool. And I go to use… eh… the little Papa’s room.” He winks. “When I come back, I find this.”
“Maybe one of the Ghouls?” You suggest.
“No, no. They have their own snacks and I warned them about stealing my brownies. Siblings too, they all have other things. No one comes in here at night. Another reason I bake in here. No interruptions.”
“Hmm… that is a mystery.” You take up his position of looking at the pan, perplexed, and tapping your chin with a finger. “I wonder… maybe someone got peckish and happened to be walking by. They do smell very good, Papa.”
“Grazie mille, Sorella. But, the question remains. Who?”
You suspect they won’t be terribly hard to find within a short while based on the size of the piece missing. Looking over at the two entrances to the big kitchen, you think over the hallways on either side and where they lead. If someone was wandering around in the evening, maybe there’s a clue in where they came from. One hall leads past the communal dining hall and on to the private quarters. The other runs along behind the hall, past the chapel, and down to the library.
Primo raises a brow, seeing the thought blooming. “You have a suspect in mind?”
You nod quickly, eyes widening with a mixture of amusement and alarm. “I think I should probably go check on that hunch, Papa. If you don’t mind?”
“Of course not. And, if you’re right, I hope you two have a very enjoyable evening.” He chuckles good-naturedly. He quickly slices a much smaller piece, wraps it in a napkin, and slides it over to you. “Can’t let him have all the fun, eh?”
Giggling, you take the gift gratefully. “Thank you, Papa. If I’m right, do you want me to tell him he’s in trouble?”
He waves off the thought. “No harm done. I don’t mind to share. And I think maybe he learns a lesson about sneaking treats without asking why they’re left here.”
You laugh and hurry out the door, carefully clutching his gift, trying to imagine what might be waiting for you when you get to his quarters. At least the door is closed when you get there, that’s a good start. And you can tell the light is on. The soft sounds of the television are muffled by the door but there aren’t really any other sounds from inside.
A soft knock first and you call out for him. “Cardinal, are you in?”
No answer.
“Copia? It’s me. May I come in?”
Nothing. Oh dear.
You decide, under the circumstances, to try the handle. The latch pops open with little resistance and the unlocked door starts to cement your superstitions. A few lights are on, as is the tv, but there’s no sign of him in the main room. You even walk over toward the bed to see if he’s managed to obscure himself in the pile of unmade blankets.
“Copia, I’m actually starting to worry. Where are you?” The napkin wrapped brownie gets set on the bedside table just as you hear some rustling from the small kitchenette just off his Cardinal’s quarters. His head pokes around the corner looking more than a little out of it, splitting into a grin at the sight of you. “Oh thank Lucifer!”
“Amore!” He says, oblivious to anything you’ve said so far. Hurrying back into the room with an armful of snacks, he promptly drops them into the first available chair.
“Sneaking brownies from the kitchens after work, hmm?” You giggle.
“Did I?” He pauses, thinking hard and then giving up on a question he only half remembers anyway. “I’m so happy you’re here!”
It’s incredible he doesn’t land on his face in his rush to get over to you. But somehow he manages to avoid every tripping hazard waiting for him, bounding over looking adorably like a puppy having his first experience with anaesthetic. Before you can stop him or slow his approach, Copia’s thrown himself bodily at you in a hug that is more of a tackle, landing you both on his bed.
“Amore!” He beams, showering your face and neck with sloppy kisses while you giggle helplessly pinned beneath him. “I spent all day with such boring work and all day I think if only my beautiful love were here with me… I wouldn’t get a fucking thing done.” Copia dissolves into a fit of giggles, still eagerly trying to kiss every available inch of bare skin.
You can’t help laughing with him. He’s ridiculous all on his own and being high off his tits has apparently not dampened that at all. You cup his cheeks and kiss him properly, enjoying the unrestrained moan it gets in response.
“You see? How could I work on dusty old books with you kissing me like that, eh?” He grins and looks at you lovingly through heavily lidded, red eyes. Trying to waggle his eyebrows suggestively and only managing minor success. “or sinning in other ways, no? Such a devoted Sorella, amore mio.”
“If I’d known you needed entertainment, I would have been there in an instant. You know I can never resist you, Cardinal.” You tease. Something about using his title when you’re sneaking some private time during office hours always gets his full attention. “If you’re back in the Archives tomorrow, perhaps I’ll have to come save you from your boredom.”
“Really? You would do that? For me?” He looks at you with big puppy dog eyes and it’s a struggle not to laugh. He’s always so sweet and so sincere.
“Of course I will!” You kiss him again. “I need you too, my love. You know that, don’t you?”
Copia buries his face in your shoulder, wrapping himself as tightly around you as he can manage. “You are too good to me, tesoro. Always.”
Your hands rub gently over his back, enjoying the warmth and the affection. “Do you want me to stay the night?”
“Every night, amore. Every night.” He insists, kissing your neck.
“Mmmm… then how about this – I’ll eat the piece of brownie Papa so graciously gave me, borrow one of your shirts to change in to, then you and I can have some snacks, and put on a movie?” The napkin is within reach and you snag it before Copia can dose himself twice. Still a bit warm from the oven, the first bite is absolute heaven.
“And we can snuggle?” He asks eagerly.
“Of course.”
“In bed?”
“Absolutely.
“….. more than snuggle?”
You snort and kiss his shoulder. “Definitely.”
“….. will you give me head scratches?”
He is definitely in a mood to be loved. You make a mental note to ask Papa Primo about a recipe for the next time you both want a very nice night in. In answer to his question, however, you run your fingers through his hair, gently scratching your nails over his scalp. Copia practically melts at the sensation and the noise he makes is absolutely obscene.
“You may have however many you want, my darling.” The last of the brownie slice vanishes quickly and you leave the napkin on the bedside table again. “And anything else your heart desires.”
He nuzzles your jaw with his nose. “You, amore. All I want is you…” Copia lifts his head and furrows his brow, thinking very hard.
“And a grilled cheese.”
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doctorbunny · 7 months
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¿Quieres?
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staticattack · 3 months
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CW: Bright colors, drug references
Very lovely OC designed by @oobilygoobilyweezerbeezers for me!! Its based of his OC, Psych!! She's a morning glory flower which have hallucinogenic seeds! They are hallucinogenic buddies :3
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skullndaisy · 1 year
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Sketch Comic
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I'm telling you their potential is INCREDIBLE
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captain-crowfish · 9 days
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Damn I forgot to post this image on 4/20
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sleepsart · 1 year
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That tracks
[ ID: A full body cartoonish drawing of Zedaph with one hand up and the other on his hip. He has a closed-eyed smile and he's saying, "We've been doing a bunch of lines of this thing." He's wearing goggles, a bowtie, a button up shirt, a vest, striped pants with knee patches, and a pair of boots. He's covered in small scrapes and bandaids and bandages. He has sheep horns, ears, nose, and a longer sheep's tail. End ID ]
Tag list: @luna-spacedoodles @convexers @renchanters @cuuno @grey-nova @chimbamuerto @gardenergulfie @oakskull @sadgeish @im-troublesome @griancraft
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cozystars · 1 year
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I don't think you convinced her it wasn't poisoned, AM. Based off of that post, if you couldn't tell
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clonearchive · 7 months
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Larry Hardcore: See, I was into everything. Weed, grass, ganja, reefer, marijuana, mary jane. I did it all, I even smoked pot once!
*crowd gasps*
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monsterblogging · 8 months
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Newt and Hermann definitely need some Olm Time together.
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muppetmongoose · 2 years
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Honestly dont remeber the context to this old doodle, sure here ya go take it
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