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baskeigh-ball · 1 year
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So, we've seen the boys dress like seperated!Raph, but what about April?(and maybe Cassandra and Sunita)
yknow what you make a strong argument
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tired-animator · 3 months
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He's not wrong-
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I mean, Look at him! Literally slaying-
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daily-hanamura · 1 month
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HEY GUYS I FOUND THE SECRET YOSUKE ROMANCE ROUTE THAT'S UNLOCKED ON YOUR TWELFTH PLAYTHROUGH HERE'S WHAT I DID TO GET IT
jk. happy april's fool.
(the fool is me, day 184362925 of waiting for atlus to make it canon)
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I have a laughingstock idea, maybe Howdy just holding an overstimulated Barnaby?
scribbled this a lil too small so its Fuzzy but uh. yes. very sweet. gonna be thinking about this for a while
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arom-antix · 5 months
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Happy birthday to the man, the myth, the legend, trophy husband of Yuuri Katsuki, Viktor Nikiforov!
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pollyanna-nana · 24 days
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Since I’ve been on about Thistle and Marcille’s similarities lately HERE’S THE MOST IMPORTANT ONE: They have the same taste in video games (simulation games) but opposite styles of play. Marcille makes sure everything is nice and balanced and ✨Aesthetic✨ while casually committing atrocities against NPCs whenever she’s curious about what would happen or to get a better result or whatever. Thistle on the other hand plays like a utilitarian maniac with hyperoptimized setups that look like shit BUT absolutely refuses to even make the NPCs sad bc he feels bad and wants them to be happy. Do you see my vision.
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captain-rickbond · 3 months
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The new fan art is just 🔥🔥🔥 so amazing as always
thank you!🖤 I’m supposed to be taking some time off from doing stuff bc I had a small crisis... but I just cheated and grabbed one of my sketchbooks, here, quick Larry sketch for ya
grab it before I crawl back into the self-doubt hole again
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flowercrowngods · 5 months
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just a teeny tiny little wintering kid fic thing for @cxwzkeys featuring transmasc!eddie/steve/johnny (that punk from family video) ❄️
Babies are the most punk rock thing to exist. Well, according to Eddie, they’re the most metal thing ever, but Eddie can’t be right about everything. They had lengthy arguments about it — lengthy only because they were busy laughing and kicking and fighting dirty about it (read: Steve distracted them both with kisses and scalp massages).
Secretly, Johnny decided that Val is their metal baby and Sue is their punkrock baby. Valerie Amalia Munson, born into the world during a glorious summer storm and crying her lungs out. “Most metal ever,” Eddie had breathed, exhausted and sweaty and so, so warm after giving birth to their babygirl.
And Johnny let’s them have it.
But Sue? Suzie Joanne? With her wild, blonde mane that Johnny likes to pretend to spike up into a mohawk? Oh, she’s his little punkrock baby, alright. Especially with that little pointy hat she’s wearing right now, sleeping soundly in her papa Steve’s arms while he caresses chubby red cheek whispering nonsensical promises to her sleeping form. It never fails to make Johnny smile, even as Joyce has him wrapped up in a conversation about… something. He’s not listening. Not when that’s his babygirl sleeping so soundly in the arms he knows can make anyone feel safe.
Joyce stops talking and follows his eyes, her hand coming up to Johnny’s forearm as she strokes him gently, as though she understands and forgives him.
“She’s beautiful,” she says.
“Yeah,” Johnny says. “She is.” Then, remembering where he is, he snaps out of it and looks back at Joyce, who has this awfully gentle look on her face, her eyes almost watery. She knows. She’s a parent, and she knows.
She had two little punkrock babies, too, even though Big and Baby Byers are a lot more normie about it.
He grins at her and motions for her to follow him. “How ‘bout we make some hot chocolate for those two, hm?”
“Oh, you deserve one just as much,” Joyce says, lightly nudging his shoulder as they walk through Steve’s winter holiday home — it should still be a crime that this exists, but Johnny knows how excited his idiot lovers get about snow, so he’ll pause the agenda for two weeks, in the name of stars in Steve’s and Eddie’s eyes. But after that, it is on!
“But I didn’t—“
“Yes, you did,” Joyce says, gathering all the stuff she needs to make her infamous holiday hot chocolate — these should really be capitalised, in his very secret opinion. “You’re doing a lot, all three of you, raising those two wonderful girls. And you’re doing enough. You deserve a treat about it even if you’re not drowning in house and care work, boy, when will you learn that?”
Johnny smiles sheepishly, his hand coming up to rub at the back of his neck, not really comfortable with the easy affection just because.
“Sorry, ma’am. Yes, ma’am.”
“Now that’s what I wanna hear. Come, help me.”
And so he does. They work in silence, the entire situation still so unreal to him. Standing in this lavish kitchen in his big house somewhere in the middle of nowhere as humongous flakes of snow keep falling outside while he can walk around here in socks.
Some part about him wants to be angry about it. But another part is just… calm. Happy. Indulgent.
They get to have this, get to invite Steve’s found family here each year before the rest of Eddie’s and Johnny’s will arrive, too, for two weeks of winter fun.
Two weeks where his little family gets reminded of how big it actually is. It takes a village, they say — and man, they really actually almost got one. It’s insane. He loves them all so much.
The rest are lounging around the fire, with a very mortified-looking Hopper trying not to move as a two-year-old little metal gremlin girl spends her nap time sleeping on his stomach.
Johnny grins as he meets his eyes, saluting to him with too much cheek, knowing it will land him face-first in the snow later, but he doesn’t care as he carefully balances three too-large mugs of hot chocolate in his hands, walking over to his best guys over on bank by the large window.
Steve has stopped whispering things to his little banshee girl and is gently swaying her this way and that instead — Johnny wonders if he’s aware he’s doing it.
He watches for a moment, just to take it on, just to feel again how unreal everything is. Still he can’t help the smile as he steps closer and presses a kiss to the crown of Steve’s head, who hums in affection.
“Need me to take over?” he asks, finishing off with another kiss. “Take her for a while?”
Steve shakes his head, leaning back slightly to look up at him, his head bumping into Johnny’s stomach as he does, earning himself another kiss.
“No, she’s asleep.”
Eddie scoots closer to Steve to make room for him on their bench.
“Come sit with us?” they ask, barely tearing their gaze away from the dancing, tumbling snowflakes outside, their voice just as quiet as Steve’s, just as hushed, just as reverent. It’s the snow, Johnny figures. It’s the snow and their little babygirl.
Johnny hums and leans over to the side, lightly kissing Eddie and brushing his lips to his little girl’s forehead, too. It’s so… magical, having this tiny little human who is already so different from their other tiny human. Most beautiful goddamn thing he’s ever seen, both of them.
“I love you, little punkrock baby,” he whispers, delighted to see she doesn’t even stir. Delighted to see she feels so safe. So calm. That she can just fall sleep anywhere. She’s like her papa Steve.
“I love you, too, you big punkrock baby,” Steve says, bumping his nose into Johnny’s cheek with a smile. “Now come. Rest. While you can, before madame decides she’s jealous of this very delicious smelling hot chocolate you’ve acquired there.”
“Fuck off,” he chuckles, handing over their mugs as he slides in on Eddie’s other side, resting his arms on the window sill and just watching his little family for a bit.
In the end, they make use of the quiet they’ve been given when Eddie leans against Johnny and Steve against Eddie, the three of them falling asleep in a little pile, their baby safe in her papa’s arms.
It’s only when Val comes over an hour later and decides she wants to be part of their cuddle pile, too, that they have to stir and rearrange. She ends up in Johnny’s lap, watching the snow as Eddie tells a story about a Snowflake named Sam.
Johnny pretends not to listen raptly.
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stellorc · 6 months
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Thus together they were bound Forever condemned to remain watchful Trapped in hallowed ground.
Five months later and it's finally finished. I started this in the middle of a mental health crisis and it was an attempt to regain some control while my anxiety was running wild. Painting my problems etc etc. So enjoy this nonsensical personal piece <3 I'm a lot better now, and finishing this is a nice way to close this chapter, though I feel compelled to make a sequel of these two ladies exploring the forest and breaking their curse.
Process gif under the cut (flash warning!)
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I really wanted to portray this tiresome vigilance that I was feeling at the time, always wary of a foe I couldn't see. And since I was dealing with a terrible art block I tried to comfort myself with elements that just tickles my brain. I'm happy to have this done and I can't wait to make more spooky personal art on the future.
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zsbrainrot · 7 months
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I always draw Kazuki as the big spoon so I decided to switch it up!
Happy Buddy Daddies Friday!
@flufftober Day 13/Alt Prompt #6: Reverse the Roles.
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good-beans · 6 months
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(Milgram self-insert oc masterpost hehe)
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Name: For the sake of posting online I’ll call her Rose!
Color: #E7355B [the pink in the art]
Age: I guess she’d be 20 given when Milgram started huh.
Status: Milgram Staff, Machine Technician
Symbols/imagery: ballet/musical theater, science experiments
Song genre: very similar to Mahiru's, something upbeat and extra pop-y
Tentatively she's number 011? She's not really prisoner but she's also not free to come and go, so I'm not actually sure if she'd get a number (Edit: I've decided she'll actually be 012. Staff is given the 01X range, and even though Es doesn't actively have a number they'd be staff member 011, making her 012.)
Story: Since the project is supposed to be realistic/present day, the mv machine would be brand new and unpredictable tech, so they’d want someone keeping up on maintenance and making sure the brain-invasive process won’t cause any harm to the prisoners. Rose was studying abroad in Japan working on some cool neuroscience tech (irl I know nothing about technology or brains but shh) and she stumbled upon some secret tech/plans from Milgram. Long story short, she was dragged into the experiment to make sure things ran smoothly.
Writer's Reasoning: She’s really fun for me to play around with, as she allows me to work with a character who has a tiny bit of pull over Es’ mindset in conversation but not the final decision (aka mirroring the voting system), and someone who is simultaneously trapped in the prison but has a reason to see all the canon content.* I really enjoy the character interactions and dynamics Milgram has set up so far, so it’s been super fun seeing how things change for better and worse when someone not quite aligned with either Milgram/the prisoners is thrown into the mix!
*As much as I love dramatic irony in fiction, it would drive me crazy if I knew every detail of of the vds/mvs but Rose didn't – and every single Milgram character is The Worst Communicator Ever so I couldn’t justify that she’d hear it secondhand from them...
Story roles:
She’s a bit conflicted -- she’s officially Milgram staff and knows she should remain neutral on the prisoners, since she won’t be allowed to interfere with the process/executions. At the same time, her job description is literally “make sure the machine doesn't hurt them and everyone's safe :)” and she's way too emotional to avoid getting hopelessly attached to everyone 😅
I really enjoy the theory that the machine extracts videos based off of priming, so one of Rose’s duties involves listening in on the interrogation and making sure there’s been enough material discussed/not too much time has passed overall (hence the ringing of the bell happening at different lengths for each vd -- That's her ringing it :3). She then watches the mvs along with Es to make sure there are no machine glitches, and know how to calibrate it better for next time.
(IEdit: I've since decided to add in official trial mvs, but before when I wasn't ready to tackle that:) She has to run some tests on the machine to make sure things are calibrated correctly, so she'd extract little things here and there. It gives me the opportunity to think up lyric snippets and recurring symbols for her without worrying about full encompassing music videos.
I'm not afraid to admit she can fall into Mary Sue territory every so often by being everyone's friend, because it's less about "aw everyone likes her" and more about "canon is too painful rn and I need a fix-it tool to take care of these guys and give them hugs and tell them someone forgives them and cares about them and unfortunately these characters wouldn't let anyone less than a friend do that." Rest assured she's definitely not perfect and will fuck everything up on occasion :3
Miscellaneous: Whenever I play around with normal au ideas she's still working on the machine (but in a public, more ethical setting), and she's Mahiru's roommate :) Her character isn't super focused on love, but if I had to pick a cover song it'd be Stickybug II. It's very much my vibe, the lyrics fit well enough (better than most songs, at least lol) and it's one of my favorites out of my limited knowledge of unchosen Deco songs! (Edit, I've actually given her non-deco cover songs hehe)
So yeah, I hope she's not too boring without a cool crime to decipher, but I wanted to share since I was really proud of her! It took a bit of tinkering to find a way to fit her into a perfect secret-third-thing role that runs very smoothly with all of canon, so I was very excited!
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aeons-domain · 3 months
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#creator speaks#a funny i saw on my twitter thought i should insert my ship into it 👍👍👍#WHICH IS FUNNY BECAUSE THE ORIGINAL *IS* A TUMBLR POST but oh well#man the thoughts that simmered in my head in the past year and a half over them and how her inclusion kinda changes the story...#lol ik i always “speak” of it and discord besties would know a little more than those who aren't but i digress#i love it i love the thought of just...Madison putting so much of her faith and trust and love in them that she just becomes loyal to them#helping their cause and personal issues wanting to be a reliable friend and loved one to them#(probably the abandonment issues that's operating in that brain of hers lmao but) she just wants to stay by their side !!#and hope that they let her stay there in the years of them growing up together#somewhere in the messy notes in my brain and in my laptop's notepad did i think far in changing their overall fate to make the ending happy#but i just feel like that's just gonna stay there or be discussed in really tight circles IF i feel like sharing it hehu#i feel like madison and me inserting her into the jojo universe as a sort of “fix-it” tool is one that araki and many others wld surely hat#HAHAHAHAHA#when my notes and lore try to go against the biggest theme of fate in the series and how we're destined to go through it-#-that it can't be changed. how the joestars are cursed yadda yadda#i'm so normcore domestic life happy ending mary sue fix it canon divergence pilled okay !!!#i want both jotaro and kakyoin to be happy and alive !!! and making that possible by inserting my lame ass op oc 😎😎😎#HAHAHAH whatever i'll stop yapping <33
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todayisafridaynight · 2 years
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its dinner time
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creativitycrack · 1 year
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“We’re sorry…”
That one time Kaeya does a “tactical” retreat from a fight in Dragonspine and of course he has to loose his sword. He figured out it wouldn’t be that bad if he made it home before the sword did (that is considering someone would find it). But between being treated and scolded by an alchemist he runs late and poor Diluc gets a distress letter from Mondstadt followed by an uncalled for apology for a death that didn’t even take place.
Once home Kaeya would have though the whole situation turned into more of a headache that he ever planned for. That is if he didn’t get one of those warm and comforting hugs from his brother he had missed so much (the hugs. how dare you assume he missed his estranged brother). If it wasn’t for how bad Diluc shoulders were shaking Kaeya would be regularly going missing from that point on…
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justawishaway · 5 months
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Nothing is more soothing to me than listening to my bunny eat.
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superloves4 · 5 months
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Okay, I wasn’t planning on developing the idea of the E&E demigods au further and I’m still not sure I’m writing more than this but @whovianofmidgard said both to my question of who would be the godly parent between Ëarendill or Maglor and since then I’ve had this idea pinballing in my head, enjoy:
(btw: this has Ëarendil/Elwing/Maglor and doesn’t follow any pjo rules because it’s been a while since I’ve read the books)
So, Elrond and Elros are the 12 yrs old sons of Elwing and Ëarendil, they’ve always known but because their mother doesn’t talk about their father they just figured he died at some point when they were young
But the truth is that Elwing and Ëarendil were fellow campers in camp half-blood, she being a daughter of Hecate(Melian) and him being a son of Poseidon until events i haven’t decided yet happen that lead to Ëarendil accepting godhood so he could carry the star of hope so he could save everyone, thus leaving Elwing
In the middle of her heartbreak she meets the god Maglor (very Dionysios of him but I haven’t decided which god he is, I’m seriously considering Ishtar… and you might ask why since she isn’t a greek godess, but she is the origin of one Aphrodite, just imagine it, Maglor as the war version of Aphrodite!!!)
This leads to a brief tryst until Maglor is too consumed with trying to find a way to break his brother’s, Maedhros, curse. Thus he ends up leaving her with double the heartbreak to deal with
Now it’s been thirteen yrs and the twins start seeing what they think is a man with long red or black hair but when they tell Elwing about it she gets allarmed and tells them the partial truth of them being half-bloods and that she’ll take them to chb so they can be safe while she leaves to do something
Things are normal in chb at first, they get claimed by Ëarendil and become friends with forever unclaimed Gil-galad, because Ëarendil is a minor god and they are his first children no one thinks too much about them until events start happening again and Maglor shows up
Maglor kidnaps the twin without knowing who they are, only knows that they are the key to freeing Maedhros from the curse
Kidnap fam ensues and they discover the the parentage of the twins might not be as clear cut as they thought
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