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cagedcats · 4 months
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Been keeping an eye on the @whispering-clan blog a tad. Kind of inspired me to redo LostClan ngl. But also inspired me to try and make some puppy sprites.
But here you have a custom Bigpup/kit! :,D idk if I’ll do an apprentice, adult or elder sprite tho.
The kit sprite is just a random kit sprite that I yoinked
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sirmanmister · 3 months
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Well you don’t know me, but I know you
What’s worse, hunting down your closest friend, or finding your oldest one?
Damien had worked with Lieutenant Angel for ten years before the bombs, but they were separated when Damien went to Alaska, and Angel went to become an Officer.
Damien finds him again, 200 years later, in the most unsuspecting place he could imagine: as the door guard to Listening Post Bravo.
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grease-weasel · 6 months
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also fallout doodle dump because I literally am obsessed about them. Eating my brain so so bad.
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kyngsnake · 1 year
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i put him in his usual sentinel getup mostly for sake of time but there’s definitely something a little funny about “well I gotta walk the dog but I don’t have the time to change out of uniform first”
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imogenkol · 9 months
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they despise each other (affectionate) [x]
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shibemuses · 7 months
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@uncxntrxllable - charlie + michael
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The grip on his rifle never falters. Even if he wanted to stand there and tremble like a little boy, frightened by the undead that shambled his way. He couldn't move. He couldn't make a sound, or the Ghouls would notice he was hunting them in their territory.
The displaced bay water that floods the neighborhood doesn't make matters easy for either predator. The stench of the bog fills his nose, and he longed for a cigarette, something to chase away the putrid stench. Though, was it the bog he smelled, or the Ghouls?
As slowly and delicately as he can, the Sole Survivor, creeps toward the ladder of the adjacent building's fire escape.
He needed to be up high if he wanted to snipe down the Ghouls. His weapons did not perform as well up close. Hopefully his companion was situated somewhere safe.
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queer-charming · 2 years
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aidendh · 25 days
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[Akira after Chapter 114]
Survivor(Akira): *shaking Adrik* WHAT. IS. YOU'RE. ABILITY?!?!?
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tatya-time · 11 months
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In an empty hallway, a mysterious figure approaches Tatya from behind, clutching an axe. Dressed in all black, with a plague doctor mask covering their face, they swung the axe at Tatya.
Tatya jumps away when she hears Bartholomew growl and latch onto the man. She fumbles to pull out the knife that Archer gave her and holds up in the way she was taught.
"What the hell?!"
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fatedroses · 2 years
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Lazy day.
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veshialles · 2 years
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Somewhere, beyond the Sea...
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auspectris · 11 months
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some half-named characters
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mamajoeee · 9 months
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You've seen the beach pack alpha, now you get to meet the beta! a old yorkie who's top priority is keeping the pack free of dangers, if only there was actually some dangers on the beach.
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psycholuvrgirl · 1 year
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sweets! [teaser]
ethan landry x bimbo!oc [winnie adair]
summary: ethan meets winnie, 1/5 of the woodsboro survivors
warnings: nsfw implications! 
a/n: this is v v short because it’s just a teaser, not an official chapter <3 i’m also super excited for you all to get to know winnie. she’s my best girl fr i luv her
update: chapter one is out!!
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“Is she always like this?” Ethan asks. He watches the girl laying in the grass, giggling into the air. A large dog is standing on her chest with their front legs, licking at her owner’s face. The slobber illicits a loud squeal from the girl. She sits up, repeating ‘stop’ through a fit of giggles at the rottweiler’s excitement.
“Yeah,” Chad says, nodding. He puts an arm around Ethan, “But don’t let her fool you, she isn’t dumb.”
“Are you sure?” Ethan asks, watching the girl stand and immediately trip over a tree root. He and Chad grimace, but she’s quick to pop back up and run away from the dog with loud laughter filling up the park.
“Yeah… I don’t know,” Chad says, shrugging. “She passes her classes. Plus she got into college, so she’s gotta be a little bright.”
“Right,” Ethan says. He narrows his eyes at her, “Or she slept with the admissions--”
“She did not do that,” Chad says, shaking his head at Ethan’s suggestion. Ethan widens his eyes and looks away. Chad rolls his eyes and averts his attention back to the girl, “Win! Win, come here!”
The girl gives him a thumbs up, calling out to the dog and leashing her. The girl skips over to Chad, out of breath once she reaches the boys. She smiles and tucks some hair behind her ear when she looks at Ethan.
“Hi, I’m Winnie,” she says, holding the dog close to her side, “Like the Pooh bear.”
Ethan lifts his brows, glancing at Chad who hits him with his shoulder. Ethan looks back at the girl, nodding at her. “Hi, I’m Ethan.”
“Nice to meet you,” she says, digging through her bag and pulling out a lollipop. She tosses the wrapper back into her bag and pops the candy into her mouth, twirling it between her lips. She looks him up and down and heat rises to his cheeks under her gaze. She hums, popping the red lollipop out of her mouth. “You’re kinda dorky looking, Ethan.”
“I…” Ethan trails off. He looks between Chad and Winnie, unsure of how to respond. She giggles, at the boy’s reaction.
“It’s cute,” she says. She stares up at him, eyes big as she sucks on the bright red candy.
“Well, I don’t want to watch this anymore,” Chad says, clearing his throat. He looks between the two, then grabs Winnie’s hand. “Mindy’s waiting for us. I’ll see you back at the dorm Ethan.”
Ethan nods, saying a quick goodbye to the pair. He can’t help his gaze from landing on Winnie’s swaying hips and the way her dress lifts up just high enough to make him not have to use his imagination.
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whumpshaped · 2 months
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double pet whumpees. dog and cat. a mix of drugs and good ol' fashioned conditioning have turned their brains into piles of mush incapable of complex thought, but they are extremely attached to each other. master is cold and mean and kicks me when i stand in their way, but kitty friend/doggy friend is soft and warm and cuddles with me after, that sort of thing.
when they're rescued, initially the caretaker(s) separate them, so they can each recover at their own speed and get individual focus, but it quickly becomes evident that that's not going to work. after a full 24 hours of constant barking and yowling, slamming and scratching against the doors to the rooms their being kept in, the two of them do the exact same thing: curl up in the corner of their room and cry. they refuse to eat, drink, or even get up, and flinch away from any touch.
not wanting these poor things they literally just rescued to deprive themselves to death, the caretaker(s) relent and put them back in the same room, and it's like magic how quickly they perk back up. bonded pair, do not separate. and the caretaker(s) suppose their are infinitely more pressing issues than their codependency at the moment.
arin and bee are placeholder names for caretaker a and b, not real ocs
content: past trauma, multiple whumpees, conditioned whumpee, rocky recovery, comfort
Arin sighed as she watched the two pitiful things interact for the first time in three days. They hadn't let go of each other in at least ten minutes, and if she had to guess, they weren't going to let go for a good while.
The bigger one, the one that acted like a dog with all the barking and whining, was holding the smaller one, gently rocking them back and forth. That one acted like a cat, mewling and all, was almost purring in their friend's embrace.
"They're gonna need so much therapy," Bee said quietly. Arin only nodded. "What sort of sick fuck takes two people captive and... trains them to act like animals? To this extent?"
"I don't know," she muttered. She was exhausted. She didn't want to think about it.
"I'm not an advocate for the death penalty, but—"
"Bee."
She shrank back a little. "Sorry. It just... It makes me so angry. I want to strangle the fucker. I just... want these guys to be okay."
"I know. We all do. But fantasising about murder isn't gonna get us any closer." Arin finally pushed herself away from the table she had been leaning against and went to open the door that led into the survivors' room. "I hope they'll accept food now that they're together again."
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shibemuses · 1 year
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"I'm here to pick up an order. Two large pepperoni and a calzone, name is "Fuck you.""
(open starter)
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