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voltaical-art · 22 days
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do you guys ever think about how Wyll is introduced as an archetypal fantasy hero, but then it turns out he’s a warlock, who made a pact with a devil. Do you ever think about how Ansur is described as this fantastical dragon of myth, but then when you find him, he’s turned into an undead monstrosity. Do you think about how when Wyll does the right thing, he is punished to become more monstrous. Do you think about how as Wyll’s warlock powers grow, his spells get more horrific. Do you think about how Ansur was killed by his closest friend. Do think about how Wyll was cast out by the most important person in his life. do you guys ever think about Ansur and Wyll.
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letulthi · 1 month
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Finally had time to make fanart for 'That Makes Two of Us Then' by @queruloustea !! I've been enjoying the story so far and can't wait to see more of the sillies in future chapters :DD
Have a doodle of my favorite vessel going through it during first meeting shenanigans (and also plush tiktik during later silly times)
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skeletinmoss · 4 months
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Ooo what about a Dukexiety fusion?
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I'm really concerned for him. Those two are the mental health disaster. Doesn't have any eyes
Can you imagine them being brothers with Prinxiety? I sure can
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shkika · 7 months
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These two slug cats have a lot of parallels to me so I really enjoy them. I love how they are the two starting downpour slug cats yet they are complete opposites.
You have Gourmand enjoying life, crafting and making use of the wonderful little things in life. Going back home and sharing those wonders with others. And (in my headcanons at least) Gourmand starts a family even. (The two little slug pups at the end of the campaign).
Artificer's campaign starts with losing family and subsequently losing yourself. Dedicating yourself to spreading the hurt and pain that was dealt to you. Finding your way into the deepest of parts of where the enemy resides until it's not even about the pups anymore.
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via-the-cryptid · 9 months
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so we rejoin the story to find the Riddler having a crisis over the fact that Ellie somehow Does Not Know Who Batman Is. Ace is trying to explain it to her, except the Riddler can’t see Ace and is therefore considering the fact that the weird little girl he picked up might have a legitimate mental disorder that’s causing her to hallucinate. however his prevailing theory is that the toxin from the bullet (because of course it’s toxin, why else would it be green?) is messing with her head, so maybe she’ll make more sense once that’s dealt with.
except then he tries to say something about cleaning the wound and trying to get all the green out so she doesn’t get poisoned any further, and she fuckin goes.
“Oh, it’s supposed to be like that.”
“What?”
yeah, so fun fact for you, Eddie: Ellie’s insides are just green sometimes. and she’s not explaining why. there’s a reason, yes, allegedly a very good and normal reason according to her, but she’s not going to tell you what it is.
Lovely.
“Well, will you at least let me clean it?” He asks, not entirely believing that her blood is Supposed To Be A Little Bit Mostly Green. “Infections are a serious business, you know, they’ll eat away at your flesh if you don’t know what to—”
And Ellie just shrugs. “Yeah, whatever. As long as I come out of this with as much flesh as I went in with.”
And what the fuck does she mean by that. Is that an issue for her? Tissue theft? Do people regularly attempt to make off with her flesh? Every word out of this child’s mouth makes him more and more baffled and concerned.
Ellie, of course, is well aware of the fact that sometimes she would go into Vlad’s lab and then leave with less mass than she had before, so it’s quite a valid concern for her. Ellie also does not entirely know what a hospital or infirmary is, and therefore is under the impression that all people-fixing happens in a lab, since that’s how it went with both Vlad and Danny. Ace’s account of experimentation only supports that, although Ace is at least somewhat aware of what a hospital is.
so Eddie takes his newly acquired headache back to his base, grabs the first aid kit, and comes back into the room he left her in to find that yes, her blood is both green and red, and yes, it’s now on his floor. and so is the bullet.
“Can’t leave you alone for five minutes, Jesus Christ,” he mutters, punching the bridge of his nose. Ellie is unsympathetic.
“You were taking too long and I wanted the bullet out.”
Above her, Ace is sighing, though Eddie can’t hear it. “I told you to be careful. You could have waited for tweezers. I know he was bringing them.”
“Yeah, well, my fingers worked, didn’t they? I don’t need his tweezers.”
“Who are you talking to?”
“Ceiling ghost.”
“…What?”
“I said what I said. She’s unimpressed by you, by the way.”
“I— what? Why is a ceiling ghost judging me? And for that matter, whose ghost is in my ceiling?!”
“That’s irrelevant! You should work on being someone the ceiling ghost can be proud of, dammit!”
(Eddie is very close to throwing something, but Ace is laughing for the first time since Ellie’s met her, so. Ellie can’t really bring herself to regret antagonizing the question man.)
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TFP Yandere Optimus Prime - The Soft Yandere
Ayo, not too good at writing so I made this blog to try and get a little better. :)
If you have suggestions, I'm down- but not looking for a huge criticism. Thanks! <3
Optimus probably fell in love with you because you were kind and had a motherly aura about you. You took care of the kids- helping them with their homework, making sure they were well fed, and caring for their inevitable injuries they’ll get from the Decepticons. 
You were a gentle soul, guiding the kids to do the right thing and teaching them all they would need to know for the future. Any time anyone (bot or human) had a question, no matter how “dumb” they thought it, you would answer with a kind smile gracing your face.
Optimus always thought that you were beautiful from the moment he laid eyes on you- both inside and out. At first, he was content to just have talks with you about human culture. What did this book mean? What are some good books to read? 
Soon, as you had given him knowledge, you wanted some in return. You craved so badly to know of Cybertron. Optimus became your teacher just as you became his.
You both would often go on long drives to beautiful places (that were of course unpopulated) such as rivers, mountains, waterfalls, or forests. The two of you would talk all night about Earth or Cybertron’s histories and culture. Sometimes you both would stay out so late, and you would fall asleep on Optimus’ chest or in his cab. Every time he would so gently take you back to base, making sure to not jostle you. When there, he would take you to his berthroom where he had a human-sized bed to let you sleep on.
Obsession didn’t come until later when you got captured Megatron. Optimus had been careless- he took his eyes off of you when scouting for energon, and you had wandered off to look at a pretty flower. Optimus was so focused on the energon tracker that he hadn’t noticed you were gone until he heard a loud scream coming from behind him. 
He quickly ran through the trees, snapping branches as he went when he saw it: Megatron had his claws wrapped around your much smaller frame, a wicked grin across his faceplate. Optimus looked to you for any injuries, but he could only see the terror on your face. You were trying so hard to look calm, he could tell- but because he knows you so well it was obvious you were just barely holding back tears. 
“Release her, Megatron!” He roared out.
“Hm, you seem fond of the human, don’t you, Optimus? Then again, you’ve liked fragile things since you were a mere archivist.” Megatron opened his hand slightly, with you sitting in his palm. He looked down at you with a sick grin, “It would be so easy to crush you, wouldn’t you agree little one? Then again, Optimus really seems to value you- perhaps I’ll keep you as a pet.”
You shook like a leaf at his words. The warlord intended to keep you as a pet? You immediately looked to Optimus, eyes pleading with him to save you. 
Optimus could feel the energon in his veins pumping loudly in his audio receptors. In his barely contained rage he managed to get out a few words:  “What do you want, Megatron?”
No matter how hard Optimus tried to hide it, Megatron saw right through him. After all, they used to be friends- and Optimus had hardly changed since then. Megatron could see the rage behind the Prime’s eyes. 
Within moments, Megatron transformed around you. He immediately took off into the skies, leaving Optimus in the dust. 
Optimus yelled in rage as his human was taken away from him. 
For two solid months, the ancient bot refused to recharge as he searched and searched for you. He checked every signal, every transmission he could just to get even a bit of a clue as to where Megatron was. To where you were. 
Optimus was angry. Angry at Megatron, and angry at himself. He blames himself for your capture. If he had just kept you at base, this would have never happened. He should have never even left your side. 
Every single day he imagined what he would do to Megatron when he got his hands on him. He would end the war right then and there- and anyone to dare get in his way would join Megatron in the Allspark. 
Eventually, they found a transmission from an energon mine. Some Vehicon must have forgotten to encrypt their signal- or it was a trap. Either way, they found from the transmission that the Nemesis would be docking there. 
Optimus called all of the Autobots into the main hangar, and then they went through the groundbridge. Optimus was running through the Vehicons like no tomorrow to get to the Nemesis. 
Soon, he found you sleeping in the medbay. Bruises covered your body and your hair was unkempt. He felt anger at your state and immediately took you back to where the groundbridge opened, and demanded one from Ratchet. 
“Arcee, take them to get medical attention right away.” Optimus gently handed you to the blue bot.
“Optimus, aren’t you coming?” 
Optimus began his walk to the Nemesis, “No, Arcee. Return to base, I will be back shortly.”
Hours later, Optimus came back to the base. Dried energon coated his hands- some of it a deep purple. Optimus’ optics were slightly dim as he walked into the base.
Ratchet immediately rushed to him, “Optimus, are you hurt?” 
“No, I am unharmed. How are they?” Optimus’ eyes glanced over to you. You looked much better than when he had seen you. Your hair was wet from being cleaned, and your cuts were bandaged up.  
“They will live. They’re resilient, they will be back on their feet in no time, June believes. Though, they will need regular check-ups for the next few months- medical and psychological.”
Optimus didn’t respond to his own friend, instead walking over to where you laid. He gently combed a hand through your hair. 
Your eyes fluttered open, and you smiled gently at him. “I knew you’d come for me, Op. Thank you.” Tears welled up in your eyes. He gently wiped them away with his digit.
“I will never allow you to be taken from me again. That, I promise.” While you clung to his hand, you failed to notice the darker tone in his voice- or the energon that coated his hand as he lulled you back into sleep.
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dreameffectss · 4 months
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I think Andrealphus' design is very good 👍🏼
Decided i wanted to do something funky with the shading and how the light fell on his face and I'm quite proud of how it turned out!
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I wonder what’s wrong with Basil? :)
I tried to make it sync well with the audio though it might still be a lil funky in certain spots-
individual frames are under the cut (couldn’t fit them all but still)
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whoturnedgravityoff · 8 months
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//FAKE DRAWN GUTS
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green guys who get their guts removed
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moffiiiiaaaa · 1 month
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what’s wrong with him
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roseofhybrids · 2 months
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I have a good feeling about this one, it's coming along very nicely
he's fine, I swear
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closet-thing · 2 years
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This was literally so much fun! Linear took forever, as per usual. @chrisrin's DTIYS, and the first DTIYS I've ever done, so uh. Yay.
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krashlite · 5 months
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lil exercise i did awhile ago hehe
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robynator · 4 months
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lila, who is considered the smart one. lila, who is the first one to learn how to read. lila, who is the older sister that is seen as the leader by her sibling. lila, who is unafraid to take initiative and set high goals. lila, who would never hurt her younger sibling for standing up to her. lila, who values her family above everything else
phoebe, who was considered the smart one. phoebe, who was the first one to learn how to read. phoebe, who was the older sister that was seen as the leader by her sibling. phoebe, who was unafraid to take initiative and set high goals. phoebe, who ripped her younger sibling's jaw and tongue out for standing up to her. phoebe, who valued her ambition above everything else
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rainbow-neko-artblog · 6 months
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I made a Pokepasta called Monophobic Valentine recently and i've become mildly unhinged obsessed with them lowkey ya know?
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via-the-cryptid · 9 months
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generally, Ellie’s current mindset as she’s running from the scene of the disaster is ‘oh shit the clown man shot me’. as soon as she drops the hostage somewhere and processes what just happened, however? she’s pissed.
Who does this circus bastard think he is? Ellie may not want to let harm come to innocents, but as a few of you have pointed out, she does not possess the qualms that Danny does regarding murdering her enemies. she was ‘raised’ (in the vaguest sense) by Vlad Masters, and the only reasons she didn’t try to take him out were trauma and concern that his powers and experience outweighed her own. this Freakshow knockoff, however? oh, she can take him, and now, she’s got motivation.
Ace is a bit concerned for her health, but Ellie brushes it off. she’s had plenty of injuries before, and a single bullet isn’t nearly as bad as the portal incident, nor is it as bad as when she was literally falling apart at the seams because her molecular structure was unstable.
she doesn’t mention that last bit to Ace, though. the ghost is already worried enough, so there’s no need to upset her more by mentioning things that are no longer problematic.
regardless, the bullet is still in her side and she would like it to not be, which means it’s unfortunately time for an impromptu surgery. settling down in an abandoned shed near the outskirts of Crime Alley, Ellie steels her nerves and prepares to dig the bullet out of her flesh. she tries intangibility first, tries to see if she can just reach through her body and grab it, but it’s no use. her powers have reset, recalibrated, after the portal mess, and now she’s needed to relearn abilities that were once familiar. back when she was falling apart, it would’ve been easy to turn her body intangible and reach inside, but now? now, she has to do this old-school.
her fingers are just barely into the bloody hole in her side when the Riddler opens the door.
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