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this was originally going to be one of those series about the power of friendship and shit what happened....
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Aaahhhh i don't think he is but the main character is Jared Leto. Who has a cult. Allegedly.
of course the weird loser man has a cult
#whimsy whispers#asks#wateringhydrangeas#mutuals#sandy tag#thanks for the ask!#thank you sandy for informing me of this
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no one will told this compliment from @wateringhydrangeas like, what a wonderful thing to be told
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developed a sudden and urgent fancy for royhavocai
#and promptly feverishly filled three silly little canvases about it#fullmetal alchemist#fullmetal alchemist brotherhood#roy mustang#riza hawkeye#jean havoc#royhavocai#jeanroyai#(??)#havoroyai#(??????)#havocai#royai#royhavoc#fma#fmab#long post //#incidentally i tried to have a look in their supposed tag(s)#let's just say.. i guess this one goes out to all of you [waving my hands like a dj to a sandy stretch of empty space]#i did leaf through the fma artbook i bought recently (really nice btw) and u know they're together a lot. arakawa likes them too.#my little designer brainpet is not completely unsupported. they're sooo standing next to each other and stuff
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spongebob you have to stop . you smoke too tough . your swag too different . your bitch is too bad . theyll kill you
#eths art#sbsp#spongebob squarepants#sandy cheeks#gary the snail#sure ill tag him#ive been playing bfbb can u tell
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Scarlet pre-DLC paradox Pokémon speedpaints!
Between two and three hours for most of these paintings, except for Walking Wake and Roaring Moon who went a little into overtime and clocked closer to 4 hours.
#pokemon#pokemon fanart#paradox pokemon#pokemon sv#paldea#artists on tumblr#speedpaint#pokemon scarlet and violet#walking wake#koraidon#sandy shocks#brute bonnet#scream tail#slither wing#great tusk#roaring moon#flutter mane#fried unicorn studio#oh god thats so many tags#3 hours is usually my hard cutoff for detailed designs but I got lost in the sauce painting clouds again#I love a lot of these weird goofy dinosaurs#walking wake and slither wing are my definite favs#but i am very biased towards moths and theropods in general#koraidon comes in at a close second since its animations and those head wings are stupidly cute#Walking wake will also likely get to be reposted for your viewing pleasure when the rest of their trio officially arrives#but for now they can hang out here with all the rest of the pre-DLC paradoxes
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Very messy sketch, sorry
#my art#doodle#lmk fanart#lego monkie kid#mlp#my little pony#im to lazy to put all the tags#lmk redson#lmk macaque#lmk sun wukong#lmk mk#lmk mei#lmk pigsy#lmk tang#lmk sandy#lmk nezha
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Several doodles I drew while reading through some animation blogs, then I decided to color them and put them together to make a comic because I like when Squidward is in situations.
#hence the inconsistencies in how on or off model they are lol#spongebob#spongebob squarepants#squidward#patrick star#sandy cheeks#shes kinda there#nickelodeon#spongebob fanart#im learning things!#squidbob#maybe squidbob#do people look at tags#my art
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made a thing to help convince my friends and family to join me in the LMK hole
EDIT: If you're convinced by this and are wondering where to watch it, DM me, I have my ways ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
#rambling#lego monkie kid#LMK#lmk MK#lmk mei#lmk nezha#lmk red son#lmk macaque#lmk sandy#lmk wukong#lmk pigsy#yknow I think that's enough tags#pls like i spent like 8 hours collecting screenshots
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lmk x dt17 crossover because im a 🧠genuis. a genus
#serotoninny art tag#there WILL be more where this came from.#lego monkie kid#ducktales 2017#dt17#please please PLEAAASE CONSIDER DONALD AND SANDY INTERACTIONS. CMOOON...
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Wukong can't catch a break sometimes, can he?
#journey to the west#journey to the west au#sophie#zhu bajie#jttw zhu bajie#tripitaka#jttw tripitaka#jttw sandy#sha wujing#jttw sha wujing#sun wukong#jttw sun wukong#sun wukong x reader#jttw tag#my art
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I've known Sandy for about 15 minutes but if anything bad happens to them ill kill everyone in this room and then myself
#fun fact they're the first oc in this universe to have a name in 9 years! and they're completely made of sand#my posts#oc tag#sandy tag#wip tag#my art
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such a high compliment courtesy of @skeletonsbeneaththewisteria
#whimsy whispers#discord hijinks#Sandy tag#then later I was told I have the face of someone who churns butter which is so funny
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god loves you, but not enough to save you
#whooo this took me forever!!!#i am forever a hater of drawing backgrounds so you just get a vaguely sandy yellow instead lmao#d20#fh#my art tag#d20 fanart#d20 fhjy#d20 fantasy high#d20 spoilers#dimension 20#fhjy spoilers#fantasy high junior year#kristen applebees#buddy dawn#fantasy high#fhjy#tw blood#tw gore#tw death
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I'm sure Tripitaka would feel so safe when he gets a photo of his bodyguards- I mean - his loyal gang. Nothing will definitely go wrong with these guys, Trip. You will be fine 🙃
#Finally I had time to design Sandy and Pigsy#jttw reader#sun wukong x reader#jttw sun wukong#sun wukong#jttw tripitaka#jttw sha wujing#jttw pigsy#jttw sandy#sha wujing#zhu bajie#jttw zhu bajie#jttw tag#journey to the west#my art
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@steddielovemonth Day 25: Love is… Asking, “Do you want a blanket?” (Prompt by @thefreakandthehair)
wc: 952 | Rated: T | cw: Hospital setting, mild descriptions of injuries and general hospital stuff, physical pain, one mention of blood
Tags: Post-s4, Fix-It, Eddie Munson Lives, Hospital
'Hospital Blankets'
“Steve? Hey, Steve?”
Steve is pulled out of a restless slumber by Eddie’s stage whispering. A twinge in his back fully rouses him as he remembers exactly where he is – in Hawkins General, bent up like a pretzel on what is quite possibly the world’s hardest chair, wearing nothing but a hospital gown and his underwear. He blinks harshly, his vision blurry as he looks in the direction of the chattering, dark-headed form lying in the bed in front of him.
“Huh?” he grunts, his voice thick with sleep as he becomes very much aware of the overall pain radiating over his whole body.
His throat burns too, even from a single word. He instinctively reaches a hand up to the reddened scar there – already a formed habit – only to scratch himself with his patient wristband.
“Do you want a blanket?” Eddie continues, his weakened voice indicating he is barely conscious, let alone aware of Steve’s discomfort.
Steve arches his back this time but it causes his chewed-up sides to ache, the bandages stiffening and contorting. Their tacky borders pinching at the already tight skin and scar tissue.
He gives up and slumps back in the chair, clutching the armrests for dear life as a twang shoots directly up his spine to his head. He runs a hand through his hair, impossible to keep from flopping in his face considering all he can do is give himself a goddamn sponge bath these days.
He should have just listened to Robin (and more than a few disgruntled nurses) when they begged him to stay in his own room.
But his room feels empty. Big and dark, just like his family home but a little more white and clinical smelling. It gives him nightmares. If he manages to settle enough to sleep that is…
It’s kinda hard when your friends are scattered throughout the bowels of the local hospital, all in varying states of distress meanwhile, outside the world has half caved in.
“Steeeve,” Eddie whines this time as he repeats, “Do you want a blanket?”
He half dry-sobs his query and Steve has no choice but to shimmy upright – thankfully, the slippery cover of his stupid seat helps him up this time.
Blanket… he finally considers and finds himself stifling a shiver.
He didn’t think to bring a blanket with him as he was much too focused on getting out of bed and down the hall to Eddie’s room. A room that is much colder than his own, which the occupant clearly knows.
Eddie’s fist is balled up in his blankets, offering them up as he raises his shaky arm.
“No,” Steve says softly, shaking his head and waving him away.
Eddie needs it more.
With a herculean effort, Steve moves the chair a few inches closer to the bed, hoping it isn’t scraping the floor or tangling up any of the wires and tubes hooked up to beeping machines – god knows where they each begin and end. His sides all but seize up as he sits back down and forces himself to correct his posture.
“But you’re cold,” Eddie frowns, his voice impossibly small.
“I’m fine,” Steve protests.
Eddie’s weak hand punches at his banket in a haphazard swish motion.
“Get into bed with me…” he mumbles, closing his eyes, “Rest with me, sweetheart.”
His head lolls to the side and Steve huffs out a laugh. Eddie is certainly on one hell of a cocktail of meds, mixed with the overall exhaustion that must come from almost dying. Steve can barely keep his own eyes open and he wasn’t anywhere near as close to it.
His heart thuds in his chest as thoughts of Eddie’s almost lifeless body rush back to his sleepy brain.
Dustin’s sobs… Robin scrambling to tear up clothes and sheets from the Upside Down version of the Munson’s trailer to make bandages… Nancy forcing everyone to focus as she devised a game plan, stopping every few moments to shoot down undead bats…
Steve screws his eyes shut and stands, bracing his arms on the sides of the chair before swiftly moving them to the bed for purchase.
At least Eddie’s right side is a little less banged up – but only just enough, Steve thinks as he hikes back the three warm layers of blankets enough to sit himself down on the bed. He swings his legs up next, clenching his jaw as every muscle in his body aches and pains from what transpired however many days ago.
The bed is a tight fit, but Steve doesn’t mind. The mattress is perhaps a fraction more comfortable than the chair, but he soon warms as he settles down and rights the blankets, smoothing them out for good measure and double-checking he hasn’t disturbed Eddie too much.
His body warms almost instantly as he rests his head beside Eddie’s on his pillow, positioned close enough that he can feel frizzed dark curls tickling his cheek. Eddie’s wispier than he expected and smells of the generic hospital soap – but at least the dried and caked-up blood is gone.
“That’s good…” Eddie coos, turning his head to face Steve, those tickling tendrils now replaced with a soft woosh of his breathing.
He can see the scar on Eddie’s cheek now. The bandage patch has been removed, exposing raw stitches today. Steve sighs, relieved by the smallest of steps forward.
Eddie can’t do much more than reach his hand out. And Steve takes it, interlacing their fingers despite the heart monitor clipped onto Eddie’s right index finger.
“Blanket’s... warm…” he mutters, nodding as he feels slumber tugging at him once again.
Eddie hums in agreeance and lightly squeezes his hand.
#i'm baaaaack (to posting - i've been sprinting my heart out)#big thanks to sandy for checking in and sending the positive vibes that got me back to writing 💖💖💖#steddielovemonth#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie ficlet#healing steddie#(now lets see if i can remember my new tagging system)#tw hospital#tw medical#tw blood
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