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the-art-ghost · 1 month
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I’m ALIVE!!!!!
Idk for how long but before I disappear into the ether so have some Creepypasta🍝
I did Laughing Jack again sue me
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I wanted to try something different so I pushed a little more into the imaginary friend idea more
Rainbow boy:
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I added more semi time periods accurately clothes and just made him more of a whimsical clown
Thing that crawled out of hot topic:
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Instead of a clown he’s now a jester :D It matches with his more sinister cunning side now
Extra:
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I tried figuring out his face and how that would look
Ummm
That’s all for now.
Se you when I see you
HOST OUT👻
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socksandcrocs · 2 months
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HAPPY VALENTINES ❤️❤️❤️
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song - can’t help falling in love - Elvis Presley
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whosmarinette · 1 year
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incorrect-mighty-nein · 4 months
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Caleb: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait.
Nott: You and me!
Caleb, tearing up: Ok.
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scrollonso · 1 month
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First Kiss (Race 3)
A strollonso AU where 18 year old rookie Lance Stroll falls helplessly in love with the notoriously mean world champion. (1.5k words, angst, hurt/comfort) [@v3lnys @biancathecool] {I was worried I wouldn't have motivation to write this but i got it done in one sitting LMAO}
last part - masterlist - next part
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Thankfully Mark listened and stayed far away from him while the drivers were getting interviewed, leaving the rookie to just have to answer a few questions from smaller journalists.
It was nice to not be swarmed and just asked questions about his dad but he did wish he could've spoken to Fernando again before quali, seeing how much fun he seemed to be having with Mark.
Quali was decent, he got 7th so it wasn't anything spectacular but it was in the points. All he had to do was keep his spot or better and he'd count it as a good race
Before he could even reach Nico's side of the garage he heard a voice call him, though it wasn't the one he expected
"Alright, Stroll, you're the only one left" Mark announced, earning a groan fron the younger
"Mark please" He begged, not entirely serious but also not wanting to get interviewed anymore
"Fernando will but you dinner if you let me interview you" Lance wasn't one to turn down free dinner.
"What am I doing?" Fernando asked, finally reaching the garage
"Sure" Lance laughed, neither him nor Mark answering Fernandos question as the three of them left the paddock
By the time they reached a restaraunt Fernando had pieced together what exactly he was doing but he didn't really mind, the three of them had paid about the same amount while going around Australia together so it wouldn't kill him to treat the two to a little dinner.
They got seated not long after entering, Fernando and Mark in chairs while Lance sat across from them in the booth
"So, Lance. You ready for your interview?" Mark asked, having no plans on really interviewing him
"Shh," He said, bringing his finger to his lips "After Nando pays" Lance laughed, hoping Mark wasn't serious because the last thing he wanted to do after his second favourite part of the day, eating dinner (talking to Nando is first), is be interviewed.
Last nights dinner went well, Lance liked having friends, Karting had kept him from having too many growing up so having friends in F1 was a nice feeling, it gave him something to look forward to outside of the car.
Today was race day and all Lance wanted was to keep himself in the points.
He walked out of his drivers room, race suit tied around his waist (he couldn't be bothered to keep pulling it up), as usual Fernando somehow managed to completely ditch his garage and get away with it just to wish him good luck.
"Lancito, good luck today, let's see if we can get you on that podium, eh?" He smiled at him, elbowing him slightly
Lance loved seeing Fernando away from Media, he was completely different when the cameras were off, by this time in the season Lance had read the articles, seen the blogs, watched the interviews, people were convinced Fernando was some mean winning machine, he was a winning machine, yes, but the last thing he was was mean (at least to Lance.)
"Thank you, Nando, but don't be too hurt when I beat you" He flashed Fernando a cheeky grin, he wanted to beat him of course, all racers want to win, but a part of him knew that wouldn't happen
The cars all lined up and then started the formation lap, as it ended someone had already spun. Lance knew this was gonna be a hectic Grand Prix and it hadn't even started yet.
Lance stared anxiously at the lights ahead of him then everyone took off, the Australian Grand Prix had begun.
Nico was involved in a minor collision on the first lap with two other drivers, causing him to lose his rear wing, Lance was told over the radio that he was fine so he wasn't too worried, the two had gotten used to not finishing by now.
The safety car was deployed then recalled in two laps but then a driver crashed and it was deployed again. Lance was annoyed, why even bother to take it out if it was just gonna be out not even ten laps later.
They got about 20 laps in when cars started to pit and to Lance's surprise he took the lead, he was leading a Grand Prix, he heard instructions over his radio to take care of his tyres, with better cars coming back out with fresh ones he had to defend like his life depended on it.
He wasn't surprised when Fernando took back the lead, he wasnt sure why but he wasn't exactly mad about it either. He managed to build up a decent gap ahead of the driver behind him and asked if he should pit, he was advised not to so he stayed out.
On lap 32 there was another safety car, he took the chance to finally pit, getting into the pit lane first, the race starting behind the safety car again with him just behind Fernando, for the first time he had a chance to be on the podium with him, he was overjoyed at the idea, if his first podium was with Fernando he was sure it would he a memorable one.
On lap 35 the safety car was recalled but literally one lap later it was out again, they might as well have a safety car out all race at this point.
Two more cars retired after the last safety car was recalled and Lance made it to the final lap, he had managed to stay in 2nd for the past 34 laps, it was insane to him, his engineer tried not to say too much but it was obvious how excited he was for him, and now all he had to do was finish.
He had four corners left, then three, then two... then his engine blew. The car right behind him had been covered in oil and the safest thing to do was pull off the track, ten meters away from his first podium.
"I'm sorry- I'm so sorry, I was almost there, I'm so sorry, I'll try harder in San Marino-" He kept apologizing, wondering if he had made the right choice, wondering if the team would be mad at him
"Lance, It's okay, you're the driver, right? Do what you feel is best, if this is what's best then it's fine." His engineer consoled him, the canadian having a hard time not crying
He finally reached the garage, taking off his helment and his balaclava, his eyes red as he talked to his engineer at the back of his side of the garage, not noticing as the tears began to fall
"Fuck, Brad- I'm so sorry, I feel like i fucked up. I could've kept going, I should've, I almost got us a podium, I was so close." He gasped as he spoke, the Canadian distraught as he thought about his team being mad at him, what if he lost his seat because of this? The media already doesnt like him what would they say now? Was Brad lying about not caring?
"Lance, Lance it's okay, no one is mad at you for keeping yourself safe" He promised, speaking to the boy as if he was a child, which wasn't too far off
Lance couldn't respond, all he could do was cover his face, embarrassed at the reality of him sobbing after a DNF, he didn't care the other times.
Lance got himself together before Fernando came looking for him, not saying a word before dragging the rookie out of his garage
"Nando-" He started, Fernando moving them behind the Racing Point garage "Fernando what-"
Then he hugged him, without saying a word he just hugged him, arms tightly wrapped around the rookie as he sunk into his arms, unable to stop himself from crying again
"Fuck, Nando" He choked out "I feel so stupid"
"Shh, is okay, Lancito" He spoke softly, hand stroking the taller mans hair but at that moment the thing he felt was big. He was embarrassed, trying not to cringe at the reality of him crying in another mans arms but all that mattered was he felt safe in them "You did well, am so proud"
Lance hummed, sniffling as he kept his head in the crook of Fernandos neck "I'm sorry, Nando," He practically whispered "I wanted to be up there with you"
Fernando knew that, he was upset to hear Lance was no longer behind him, all he wanted was to celebrate with him, he was looking forward to it for the whole race and now he's stood there with the younger man a complete mess in his arms, he hoped San Marino would treat him better.
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sketchthetofu · 5 months
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Desert Duo Week: Cooking & Baking
I am SOOO TIRED, I decided for some reason that noooo I can’t have a flat color background so guess who stays up later to scribble an actual background??? ME. Anyway I had many ideas for this prompt after already starting this one but it’s done :D!! How do I feel about it? idk :D!!
@desert-duo-week
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janayuga · 4 months
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Idk where this came from but I randomly thought about Lollipop Chainsaw and was all
„They kinda bapweaver coded.“
I also wanted to draw Niran in a miniskirt so
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illcryatyou28 · 4 months
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Barty crouch Jr variant
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tabieeee · 10 months
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It's 1am and my newest fixation wouldn't let me sleep till I doodled this guy
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toasterpiastris · 1 month
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didn’t think oscar piastri serving cunt was on the menu today. probably shoulda though and I’m not ashamed to say that he ate the house down
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astronomergrump · 16 days
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Only context I can give is Graprin and Cromdo tryna sleep, then their stink of a daughter shows up cause she can't sleep.
Also Graprin is literally a favorite of my ocs cause j actually like his design. My favorite eggplant man, totally not an excuse to try and draw bonnets more and my favorite old men
(daughter belongs to @sugary-spider, go check their art out NOW IT'S AWESOME 🗣️🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🔥/srs)
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crushed-to-deth · 8 months
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Regulus x Peter in modern au where Peter is his weed dealer who never makes him pay and Regulus who always tries to pay.
regulus who only smokes around Peter and becomes a chatterbox while Peter goes silent around him and it’s their way for recharging. one day Remus finds out Peter isn’t making regulus pay and starts asking why. Peter just shrugs and mumbles “idk”
but then at a party Peter shotguns smoke into Regulus’s mouth and every is shocked by the pairing. Overly jolly prep boy dealer Peter with his angry little goth boyfriend who only talks to him
it’s so gooood lol
love your account 💕 I giggle and kick my feet eveeytimw i see a new post!
HSJEBD8EBE8S REGPETER WORLD DOMINATION!!!!!!!
I love this. I can totally see it happen
peter get's paid by regulus's existence. that's enough payment for him (boy has a crushhhhh)
regulus who really wants to pay bc he feels bad if he doesn't. he doesn't get why peter won't let him pay. it's not like reg lacks money???? and peter makes all of his other clients pay????
remus knows what's going on before peter himself knows, and peter knows his feelings really well
sirius get's upset that they're bc peter "sells" his brother drugs ("it's okay if I take them, but you can't give them to my baby brother, you rat!!")
urghhhh i LOVE them sm <3333
thank you <3333 I'm glad you like my blog (giggling, kicking my feet)
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simbii · 7 months
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everyone and their mother has made a piece like this but like whatever
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peachtaglia · 11 months
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not me having a bunch of art requests on my side blog and then going off and doing this instead!
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spaciebabie · 10 months
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once i give you a silly nickname its over. we're bonded for life.
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