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How did we get here...
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animentality · 2 years
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Why do you give your skeletons boobs?
When you set them up outside, in little Halloween scenes? When there are children walking out and about?
Why she got skeletitties, bonedankodonks?
You afraid they'll look like gay skeletons if you don't add the rib chesticles?
Do all the males have to have big old boners too?
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soranker · 4 months
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tomorrow :)
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latenightsundayblues · 7 months
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Draw Lawrence Gordon telling Mark Hoffman to kill himself….. and Adam in that one Jesse shadow shirt….
or I’ll shoot upu
😱😱😱😱😱right away boss
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(It's in cursive. Because Lawrence isn't a savage.)
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Also fuck you for this one in particular
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petricorah · 1 year
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something something i will follow you into the dark (comic wip)
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lightbulb-warning · 8 months
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cRinGeTobEr dAy FOURRR: angel x demon
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tekitothemagpie · 29 days
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all the time...
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whaliiwatching · 1 year
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her throne is his lap
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bungeepuppet · 21 days
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Prompt: Hisoka is reminded of his mother. Rating: 15+ Words: 600 Note:  A drabble I should have posted on Mother's Day!
**Warnings for mentions of child neglect and allusions of human trafficking 💀
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Hisoka's eyes are staring at something. It is a sliced baguette resting in a basket, cradled in white cloth. His stare is intense.
In his memories, he can see a woman’s hand gripping onto a loaf of bread desperately. He remembers being hungry, but knowing that not a bit of that bread would be for him.
Hisoka is sitting at a table with Illumi in a very expensive restaurant. The restaurant is at the top level of a skyscraper, and has a sweeping city view.
Illumi is talking about nothing in particular, and hasn’t noticed Hisoka’s lack of engagement. Hisoka realizes that he zoned out, lost in a very old memory. It is such a disgusting feeling to him.
“Illumi.”
Illumi pops another bite of his dinner into his mouth.
“Hm?”
“...♠”
Hisoka glances at the bread again before looking back to his date.
“How much are you worth to your parents, do you think?”
Illumi tilts his head at the odd question, but gives it some genuine thought. He rests a knuckle to his chin while he chews. After a moment of contemplating, he finally answers.
“I can’t give any exact amount, but by quick estimate, my services to the family can range from anywhere to the hundreds of billions to tens of trillions of jenny annually.” 
Despite his curtled mood, Hisoka’s nose still crinkles to crush a smile off his lips. Illumi was always so literate.
“That’s not exactly what I meant. ♠” “I mean…” “When you were born, what was your value to your parents? ♣” “How much would someone have had to offer in exchange for you?”
Illumi is confused by the string of questions, but is intrigued nonetheless.
“What reason would they have to sell their child?”
Hisoka can feel his chest chill, as if icy tar is dripping inside him.
“What if your mother was hungry? If she had no money?” “You don’t think under dire circumstances, that she would trade you for a fortune?”
“Hmm…” “My mother?”
Illumi thinks specifically about her.
“No. I don’t believe that she would need to in order to afford food or anything else.”
“Why’s that? ♠”
“Well…” “She is an assassin too, of course.” “If in a situation where she had no assets or resources, and I was an infant, she would easily be able to work a job in order to afford what she needed.”
“Ah, I see.”
Hisoka takes a sip from his drink. He can see her dirty nails clutching the small stack of jenny tight with joy. There is a feeling on his arm; the tight grip of someone’s hand, much larger than his. Tugging him. Tugging him away from her. 
There was so much distress, trying to free himself and return to her. Did she even look up at him again after they gave her the money?
“So, your mother would rather murder someone else than lose her child?”
“Of course.”
Illumi answers like it is so trivial. Hisoka should have expected that of someone with an assassin’s mindset, but still…
“...”
He takes another drink, then picks up a slice of the baguette to butter. He casually takes a bite and drops the memory back into the well it came from.
“You have a good mother. ♠”
Illumi smiles slightly at the comment.
“Yes.”
Illumi continues to talk, this time about random insights regarding his family.
(“My mother worked as an assassin even before she met my father. She is just as skilled as he is, but prefers to watch over my younger brothers now…”)
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feline-evil · 3 months
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Doing a big page of Nathan screenshot drawovers, here is the wip of one of them in a really really early sketch form; just like a first pass ref sketch from the screenshot.
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captainspaulding · 29 days
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spaulding rodeo clown wip
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puppyeared · 11 months
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XIN YA MOMENT
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t4t-scout · 7 months
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this was supposed to be a warm up but i gave up on drawing after finishing this
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WOE! object show doodles be upon ye!
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idk some doodles and some ss redraws of object shows i enjoy
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acesandocs · 22 days
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we all grieve in our own way
for real tho i really hope theyre doing ok and im just projecting
@tohot4u @aghostnamedcalamity @mivant03 @yanci-indigo
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mansionfreaks · 1 year
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Hi Nina slender told me to tell you that you left the stove on and now the house is on fire :)
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top ten weirdest experiences: getting back home to see someone rping the fuck whose been waiting for you in the kitchen all night.
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