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dfac-shenanigans · 2 months
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my friend's opinions on the dfac chraracters (she seen my gameplays before)
playrobot: "playrobot sucks"
diamond man: "diamond man is cool"
garrett: "idk about garrett he's fat"
spike: "im neutral about spike"
dave: "im neutral about dave to"
alien hall nonitor: "alien hall monitor wowowowo"
cell: "neutral about cell too"
ruby man: "idk about ruby man"
gotta sleep: "ive never seen gotta sleep"
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rubyzbestbluuee · 6 months
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i got a little distracted from my goal (the comic goal)
i KNOW it looks weird
i'm not good at drawing tails, i just have an idea of where they should go but it looks like its coming out of his back and idk how to fix it
this is Default AU Ruby Man from an old reference sheet i did and another paper with his and DM's tails on it.
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im preparing to draw D&B stuff again by drawing D&B stuff again
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cand1e-g-u-t-z · 1 year
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Brush test ft. The sillies!!
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Today is officially Olivia's birthday!
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notyoujamie · 1 month
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death-by-sc0tland · 23 days
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fangswbenefits · 10 months
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Spider-man 2099
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skull-pun · 11 months
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Animated movies have dominated 2023 so far and it looks like that ain't gonna change anytime soon.
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claraoswalds · 9 days
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If you'll turn away, ladies. Before you're contaminated. Look, you will die! Out there! And I can save your lives! Now let me!
DOCTOR WHO Dot and Bubble
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doomed-jester · 10 months
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I won't even lie, 2023 has been a great year for film and it makes me even more hopeful that the people who made that possible receive better treatment and fair compensation for their work. Support the strikes.
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amelia-yap · 1 year
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here
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cherry-bomb-ships · 11 months
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Cortex's stupid hologram head popping up in Crash 2 when Crash comes out of the first level without any crystals
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stevebabey · 1 year
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The drip in the roof of the trailer is what wakes Steve.
A steady plink! of water meeting wood somewhere above them. It always leaks a little in the trailer after it rains, like a gentle metronome of fat raindrops sneaking inside the cracks. While it used to annoy him, Steve just finds it soothing now.
The curtains Eddie had poorly shut the night before are askew just an inch, letting through a sliver of sunlight. A beam sneaks through, makes the room glow, walls painted golden. Steve revels in it and it’s warmth; lets out a yawn and stretches like a big cat, giving a soft groan as he does.
His elbow knocks into Eddie’s side as he does and Steve feels the familiar rush in his chest, fond affection filling every vein— and he loves it.
He loves that momentarily forgetfulness born from his sleepiness, where he forgets that he gets to wake up with someone by his side. Wake up next to Eddie, no less.
Steve loves it, adores it, because really what it means is he gets to remember it every morning.
He gets to roll closer and poke Eddie gently on the cheek, a small smidge of him just wanting to check if he’s real. If this, this love, is real and his. Eddie lets out a groggy groan, buries his face further in the pillow. Steve grins. Yep, he’s real.
Eddie makes another groggy noise and this time pulls his face out of his pillow slowly. He looks like a disgruntled cat, hair still stuck to his cheek, some small patch of drool left on the pillow. Eddie makes a soft ‘hmph!’ and one hand reaches up, wiping across his face lazily. His eyes peek open.
And as much as Steve loves his own secret moment in the morning, it’s blown out of the water by this every time — the moment Eddie sees him. Brown eyes see him and Eddie just softens. Like butter in the sun. Sinks further into his pillow and smiles, sleepy and wonderful.
Normally, they both let sleep comes and go, drifting across the sheets in half-hearted cuddles that Steve melts for every time. Today, Eddie’s smile grows into a happy grin. Then his hands are stretching out and he’s making small grabby hands across the sheets, urging his boyfriend over.
“C’mere,” he says, hands finding Steve’s side and pulling him, soft. “Gimme.”
Steve grins, heart flip-flopping. Goes without any resistance, shifting to snuggle up to Eddie, tucking up and under his chin as Eddie’s does his best to scoop him up in his arms. It’s warm. Eddie’s pulse is a small comfort to Steve as he rests his head upon Eddie’s chest, hands curled around his middle, thumbing at soft scar tissue. Thump-thump-thump, Eddie’s heart says, and Steve can somehow easily read the love in it; his stomach turns again, in a dizzy elated way.
“Mm, birthday boy,” Eddie hums, but he’s still so sleepy that birthday sounds more like birfday. Steve feels his heart jump in surprise — a moment in which he’s baffled Eddie knows. That Eddie remembers. The last couple birthdays… well, he hadn’t been friends with Robin til after his birthday in ‘85 and then, well, with everything in ‘86… It’s been awhile since someone has remembered is all.
He doesn’t mean to sound as surprised he does when he murmurs, “You remembered?”
Eddie hums again, a sweet loving noise. His arms around Steve tighten and Steve feels his heart keen when his lips brush across Steve’s temple. A gentle kiss is pressed there. It feels like everything he needs — this quiet small moment of wonder, a tiny moment of tenderness, just for Steve. He presses his own kiss back, lips against Eddie’s collarbone.
“S’look,” Eddie continues, dragging his arm off Steve to point somewhere on the wall. Steve follows his gaze and then— there it is, on Eddie’s calendar. Circled in red is April 29th. It’s covered in sloppy hearts, so much there’s no room for any word other than ‘Steve!!’ in the middle; his birthday. Marked so Eddie would remember, wouldn’t even dare the chance to forget it.
Eddie drops his arm, returning it to where it was, hooked over Steve’s side so his hand can run soothing soft touches down his back. He sighs again, another sleepy noise, and Steve could probably cry.
“Precious birthday boy, mm,” Eddie mumbles lovingly. “Lovely precious birthday boy,” he warbles on, voice gooey enough that Steve know he means it. Actually thinks that— that he’s precious, and lovely, and everything more. “What d’ya wanna do t’day?”
Steve tightens his cuddle and whispers, “Just this.”
He can feel Eddie’s grin, in response, and then there’s another kiss to his head. Just this. It’s the complete truth.
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rystiel · 6 months
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look. i view the doctor as asexual but the implication that he’s had kinky handcuff-escape sex with houdini is a bit funny so i’ll accept it
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yellowvixen · 10 months
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puppet and master (which is which?)
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notyoujamie · 29 days
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My children. My screams. I could not save you, little ones. Such pain. And yet, still, still I am not brave enough to die, to let go of this wretched life. I will endure, but no more babies. I cannot, will not, suffer such heartbreak again. From now on, it's me against the world.
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