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torse · 1 year
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my pathosona + cry react
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sleepanonymous · 6 months
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Continuing on from this post. But, okay, like... I swear in the first photo I can see his eyes? But then in the second, it looks like mesh, and the third is just way too hard to tell 🤷‍♀️ Maybe it was just the full mask that didn't have mesh over the eye holes? But then I swear he had mesh over them too in several photos (or maybe they were edited idfk).
Anyway, click on "Keep Reading" to see my sleep paralysis demon 👍
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His name is III and though he looks terrifying he's actually a big, lanky sweetheart 🖤
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squeakadeeks · 1 year
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nyehehehhehehhehehehhe
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a-s-levynn · 4 months
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It’s my first day of classes today and I’m feeling Feelings^tm bc it’s my last semester of school 🥲
Could you do the tinies doing something silly? Whatever it is you can think would be silly and funny 💜
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savetheghost · 10 months
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the process
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eyeballjazz · 13 days
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Here’s some sketches of Abbot Verrin, from Referendum! I haven’t drawn him much (especially for a guy I wrote 50k about) but he’s a delightful little nut. I left my travel sketchbook at home so we sketched him middle school style, and then we’ve got some initial sketches from a couple months ago. AND a shot of the real life inspiration for the Chapel itself: First & Franklin in Baltimore!
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twitchyglitchy · 7 months
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Ten year old me would be so ecstatic. After 11 years I finally got my ass together to finish the simplest closet cosplay.
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thornycanary · 8 months
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me: seeing the faces of jd4 coaches is so weird
cant take my eyes off you alt:
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me: omg hes smiling in the map
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rat-beanie · 30 days
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❤☆(idk the food one)✈️
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mqfx · 2 years
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tgcf modern au where xl and hc put on those little serum face masks. there is no plot im just imagining it. they put cucumbers on their eyes but e'ming (a rescued stray) eats one of hc's eye cucumber slices
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“Peak physical form” this and “peak physical form” that, my peak physical form does not exist, as when I reach my final form I’ll be Bad Air(tm) wrapped in a cloak of a related colour 
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singingkestrel · 2 years
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Tenakth masks series, Pt. 3.
The Three Clans.
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thedailyvio · 7 months
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Day 299
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after-halours · 1 year
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32, 34, 39 for the ask meme - HM
32. What’s a sex toy/kink product you wish existed but doesn’t?
already answered! a toy that ACTUALLY ACCURATELY SIMULATES CUNNILIGUS PLEASE
34. Werewolves or Vampires?
both have their appeals and i am definitely into both but baby you cant beat a good werewolf. big strong animalistic furry. good shit
39. What is the oddest outfit that you find hot when people wear?
uhhhhh . let me think. uhm. uh. oddest would probably be like . okay this isnt an outfit but. masks, like full head coverage masks or helmets i think those are really sexy. literally actually
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minihotdog · 3 months
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Have You Seen My Boyfriend?
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Summary: You see Simon in the mask for the first time
C/W: angst (?)
A/N: I've been wanting to write this fic for a while now and I didn't really know what to do with it BUT @celestialwhoree wrote this lovely fic right here and it lit a fire under my ass. I also don't think Simon would wear his mask outside of combat-active areas sooo I threw that out the window to make this work.
Word Count: 723
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He didn’t even remember that he still had that damn balaclava on when they touched down on the runway. Months had gone by and eventually, as it always did, it began to feel like a second skin.
He never let you see him with it on either. Simon made sure to keep Ghost on the field and Simon at home. He’d watched countless men throughout his career take work home with them and the damage it left on everyone they touched. He wasn’t perfect. He had his own struggles in disconnecting from the adrenaline and danger, but he’d been meticulous so far.
Since you came into his life the balaclava stayed in his ready-to-go bag that you weren’t allowed to touch.
The bulk of the unit grabs their bags and heads towards the hangar as fast as they can, happy to be freed from the C-130 they’d been cramped into like sardines for hours. Their families wait for them, cheering as they get closer.
Simon knew you didn’t like crowds and messaged you to meet him at the compound instead, he’d instructed a private to let you inside the barrack’s common area to wait for him.
You were sitting on an ugly old brown couch fidgeting with your fingers. He’d been gone for months and your excitement to have him back home was mixing with the anxiety of being in this environment that didn’t feel right for you to be in. You wondered if he’d get in trouble for letting you be there.
At some point, you get on your feet and begin pacing away from the door in case they barge in to take you away for being in a restricted area unsupervised.
Simon detours to throw his bags in his office before heading towards the common area. His weapon and clips are long gone, turned into the armory waiting for his next embarkment. His vest is still snug on his frame, his skeleton-printed gloves still donned with months of sweat and grime soaked into the fabric, and his forgotten balaclava sticking to him absentmindedly.
You jump out of your skin in fear when the door swings open and spin around on your heels to meet your awaiting demise. Your nerves don’t subside when a giant man steps into the room. All the air suddenly gets sucked out.
He’s covered head to toe and the only thing your eyes can focus on is the skull print on his face. He closes the door behind him, his eyes not leaving yours.
You swallow harshly, trying to force words out. Or do anything to save yourself.
“Have you seen my boyfriend?” You squeak out. You watch the mask move over his features and you avoid his eyes at all costs. The overcast from the eyeholes makes them look like black holes.
“Y/n,” He breathes out while taking a step closer. You swear to yourself he almost sounds like your Simon but the alarm bells continue going off at the sight of him. You take a step back and in his exhausted state, it finally clicks. His eyes close and his eyebrows furrow in disbelief. He looks over you taking in your reluctance and the fear coursing through you.
Fuckin’ Hell
He reaches up slowly to not scare you. His fingers pull at the fabric at the top of his head slowly pulling the balaclava off to reveal his all-to-familiar face, his messy blond locs sticking out in every direction.
“Jesus, Simon!” You gasp, running to him and banging on his chest. “You scared the shit out of me! What the fuck!”
He wraps his arms around you, pinning you to his chest. You writhe in his arms trying to escape.
“I’m sorry, love. I didn’t mean to.”
You look up into his sad chocolate brown eyes now freed from the darkness that hid them before. “I never wanted you to see that, doll. That isn’t me, I promise.” His voice comes out soft and full of regret.
He yanks his gloves off letting them fall to the ground so he can lace his fingers in your hair. He holds you against his chest, occasionally brushing his lips against your forehead.
Cats out of the bag.
He doesn’t know what to do now. What if this is the start of something he can’t prevent?
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