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simspurgatory · 1 year
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It’s very much not Halloween anymore but I have Halloween sims that I’m gonna post over the next couple of days~ Here we have the Occult fam all dressed up. Aura as Vi from Arcane/League of Legends Jinx as Link from The Legend of Zelda Aubrey as Evelynn from League of Legends Emery as Gerard Keay from The Magnus Achieves
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the-holy-ghosted · 7 months
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congrats 2 henry peglar for being the only bitch confirmed as to be Fucking That Old Man
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saradiation · 1 year
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Now Charging ...<3
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howwnowbrowncoww · 6 months
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Been working on this for a few months now but I finally got it done! I've seen a few Yakuza/Like a Dragon x Animal Crossing crossovers and really wanted to do one too, and I'm super happy with how it turned out:) Seeing all of the Dondoko Island comparisons to AC right before I finished this was HILARIOUS though😂 Gonna put some loose notes under a read more if you want behind the scenes stuff. Let me know who your favorite design is if you want:)
Adding what animal everyone is (just in case it's hard to tell and because I want to talk about why I made some of them certain animals)
Ichiban: Lion (he has a very loud personality and very loud hair)
Adachi: Bear (I will restrain myself from making any bear jokes but he does look like he'd give great bear hugs)
Nanba: Koala (okay, weird reason, but my sister used to have this webkinz koala named Snoozer (he was the mayor of our imaginary town but that's not important) and he was obvs always sleepy, and Nanba is the KING of convenient naps in battle)
Saeko: Deer (i really just thought she'd love to paint her hooves)
Joon-gi: Wolf (typical lone-wolf-type with white hair who is dragged into the found family). He also gets the bar bg because he never got his own karaoke song and he deserves to have fun:)
Zhao: Tiger (i specifically remember him having a tiger in his restaurant that kicked my ass, and I also wanted to base him off of one of his martial arts moves. Since Snake and Mantis aren't AC types, and Crane was already being used, I thought Tiger was fitting. Also his shirt was a pain to make!! I couldn't replicate the actual pattern, so I went with ginkgo leaves for something that was still gold and sort of ornate)
Eri: Crane (inspired by her move (called 'Flying Crane' or something like that; i'm too lazy to boot up the game and check lol) Plus I think birds would really enjoy the crackers her company sells:)
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kounn · 11 months
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butch 10 bc uh. autism. [id in alt]
please consider reblogging if you like my stuff!
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soukokumychildren · 21 days
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So idk how many of you remember that one au write I did about @carrotkicks 's little Chuuya keeping Dazai's scarf and keeping it close with him, but I added some more finally a few days ago and feel like keeping it there, since I have no motivation to continue on bahsdoghsdgh. I'll send the full thing for those who haven't read, and for those who want a refresher (I hope I didn't send the second section anywhere already, that would be kinda embarrassing..)
("Scarf")
Chuuya was once again stuck in the office room, alone. The space was vast in this place, the glass windows even more so as the light of dusk bled in through the flowy red curtains, flashing hues of pink and orange. Freedom was right outside the very walls he was caged within. And yet, it’s never felt more suffocating.
He sat in front of a mahogany desk with nothing but a pen and a few stacks of paper to occupy him. He looked over to a portrait that was set near the edge of the desk, but only briefly glancing at it. He tried to ignore the want to look back at it again, a man that used to be his age with his arms wrapped around the redhead, both laughing in the photo. Days like this, he rarely left his seat. Some would say he was practically glued to it, having to fix all the messes that Da—...the last Port Mafia leader had left before he…alledgedly committed suicide.
Just endless silence. Suffocating silence. He tried not to get distracted by the fact the only person that he ever cared about used to sit in this very seat up until a few days ago.
Nobody will ever know this pain, he thinks, determined and stubborn, despite all the 3 billion people on the planet, or atleast, roughly, they would never account to the grief that Chuuya was suffering. He never felt more alone. Standing by himself, barely holding an organization together, with nobody to truly support him other than the man that had died just recently. He dropped the pen. His arms were shaking again. Chuuya pushed the chair back and grasped at his scarf, a pounding headache making his way into his brain. He’d been ignoring the fatigue that had been hovering around him so he could focus on work. I’m fine. He tells himself, scooting the chair back forward, and placing the pen neatly beside the paper in its own holder so it wouldn’t accidentally leave ink blotches. “He doesn’t matter anymore.” Chuuya said it aloud, but it didn’t feel more wrong to announce those words. Chuuya tried to distract himself, closing his eyes briefly. The pounding headache eased when he did. It also renewed the exhaustion he’d been fighting for hours, and this time it made sure to sink its teeth in and not let go. The redhead wavered in his seat, pushing the paper away and crossing his arms, resting his head snugly across them. Just a few minutes, he convinced himself. And I’ll get back to work. Were his last thoughts, before he drifted into a deep, weighty sleep. *     *     *
The door creaked open. I slipped in. Easing the door shut behind me I lock eyes with the sleeping shape of the Port Mafia Boss. I grin. There couldn’t have been a more perfect time. I quickly cross the room and end up at his desk, making sure not to accidentally let my shadow pass over him, since the small change in temperature could startle him awake. Many say that taking Chuuya-san’s scarf was an impossible task. You’d die trying. But I wasn’t so sure. Just catch him off guard, and he wouldn’t be able to stop you. Slowly, I brought my hand to the blood-red fabric, tracing it with my finger, and carefully hooking it under some folded layers. I gave it a gentle tug, and the Boss shuddered, stirring but not waking.
So I continue. Unraveling it from his neck was a little bit of a task on its own without startling him awake. But I somehow manage. I hold the fabric tight in my hands, grinning from ear to ear psychotically. Goodnight, Chuuya-san. I think. You won’t be finding this for a while.
*     *     * A knock on the door woke Chuuya up with a start, his head snapping upward and swaying for a moment. His immediate reaction was to respond with an authoritative, “Come in.”, despite it sounding a bit softer than he meant to.
He realized it was a bit cold, but disregarded that fact as Atsushi came in, carrying a bundle of papers, looking at the sheets cradled in his arms. “I’m sorry for the interruption, boss, I know you're busy, but I need a little help with…” When Atsushi met eyes with Chuuya, he broke off. The door closed behind him. “Oh…um.” Atsushi blinked like a deer in headlights. “What?” Chuuya asked, trying to focus his hazy mind back into its natural order, eyes sticking together as if held by duct tape.
“C-congradulations?” The boy said, a small smile etched upon his features, and Chuuya squinted at him, the redhead wrapping his arms around himself, shuddering at the cold. “What do you mean, congratulations?” “Well…you stopped wearing it.” Atsushi impatiently bounced from foot to foot, promptly avoiding Chuuya’s eye contact as he looked out the window. “I’m glad you’re not dwelling on him anymore.” Chuuya flinched, but he first had to make sure they were talking about the same man here. “Who’s he?” Atsushi blinked at him, finally meeting his gaze. “Well, Dazai-san, of course.” Chuuya froze, and he suddenly started to feel some sort of crushing presence around him. Immediately he went to grasp at his scarf, starting to feel a traumatic attack ganging up on him, intent on smelling the fabric so he wouldn’t lose it. Except… His hand. Grasped on air. The room dropped several degrees. Atsushi could feel it. Could sense it. Hackles raised, he quickly excused himself in a rush, terrified. While Chuuya didn’t move for several seconds, eyes wide and unblinking. He didn’t breathe. He couldn’t. Harsh, cold claws raked down his spine as he slowly looked down.
Dazai’s scarf.
“Dazai?” The redhead called broken, a bit more desperately. It could even be called a wail. He took a step forward, his entire body shaking. Everything was crumbling physically around him as it was on the inside. His desk, reduced to splinters from the shield of gravity enveloping him. Chuuya couldn’t think anymore.
Dazai’s scarf. He ransacked through every available orifice, his fingers shaking as the crushing weight was slowly being piled on top of him to the point where he couldn’t focus, landing on his knees, the very gravity he manifested pulling him towards the earth.
The redhead couldn’t find the scarf.
Chuuya couldn’t find it.
He couldn’t breathe, his lungs constricted, as if tight coils wound around them, forbading him from drawing air.
Chuuya’s arm shot to his neck, grasping at his throat, tears welling at his eyes.
The more he felt, desperate to have simply imagined not seeing the fabric, the more his stomach plummeted, and he just couldn’t breathe, it was too much a task,  he was losing it, he lost it—The gravity field worsened and began to eat up at the room, inflating until it covered the entirety of the building floor, spooning up the walls and ceiling until nothing was left but a large expanse of cratered floor and vast, open sky.
The very freedom he seeked was right at his fingertips.
But it only caused him to suffocate all the more painfully, grasping at his hair and screaming. It was silent to his ears because he didn’t know why he was screaming anymore.
His thoughts had fled him. He bore no control of his body.
The redhead couldn’t even hear his wails of anguish as he continued to use the little air he managed to regain with each breath and use it to cry out.
Chuuya had finally, truely lost it.
Without Dazai’s scarf, or any reminisce of the man, Chuuya couldn’t hold the frayed ropes that he’d barely kept together so long. He let them snap, his power growing with his anguish, the gravity eating away at the building below him like a monster tearing a chunk out of a mountain.
The black hole surrounded Chuuya.
The tiny human with too much power.
The monster that could decimate the earth…for a measly little piece of red fabric.
Corruption ensued.
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waterfallofspace · 11 months
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Quality got shot bc the file was too big ;-; but hopefully it's still acceptable~ Also I wasn't actually sick for this, but I gave the coughing an attempt~
C/huuya comes to his office in the morning to find a disturbance awaiting his arrival. Figures he would show up when C/huuya has a cold.
Been working on this for awhile, and want to dedicate/gift it to @onetrickponi since their amazing wavs inspired me to start doing my own~ since I began they made me a BEAUTIFUL U/ndertaker sketch that lives in my head, so consider this thanks for that too!! (It's not nearly as amazing, but maybe you can get a hint of enjoyment anyways~)
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wildcmbcrsupdates · 5 months
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Havana Rose Liu photographed by Brendan Wixted for Wonderland Magazine, June 2023.
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cryptidm0ths · 1 year
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Have a v messy sketch from the 1h break i took from speed running 3 days of work into 1
Text reads : "things they inherited from the Godfather : money, looks, fat tits"
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leonisandmurex · 1 year
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Yeah yeah that's nice but where 🧐 will the Equerries be seated??
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total-serene560 · 1 year
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I couldn’t resist the urge to draw my own rendition of Bat!Will from @lilacline001’s fic Nocturne. Seriously, it’s such a great fic, everyone sound go read it.
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Said fic link:
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indulgnc · 1 year
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M/stifled
hi i am back w another wav… more stifles cuz theyre fun 2 me except i get worse at them as it goes + more high pitched LOL….ppl who like boys w girly sneezes this ones for u again…
enjoy <3 u legally have to tell me if u think im cute btw
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ilovefictiontoomuch · 2 years
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Entity Fanart :D
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I cant believe i've done this.
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drowsycorvid · 1 year
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내 그림자는 다시 빛이 돼
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rhinoyo · 2 years
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY @bestomato MY FRIEND GLADI <333333!!!!!!!!!!!
drew u a lil something, i hope you have the loveliest of lovely days you deserve all the joy in the world <3
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