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emypony · 11 months
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so is anyone gonna..................
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or do i have to do it myself
IM SORRY ITS THE FIRST THING THAT CAME TO MIND
old man yaoi but make it robots (real)
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pcktknife · 2 years
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" im gonna get better at art I'm gonna improve I'm gonna get better ''
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snoelledarts · 1 month
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“Hey babe does Jason have to come with us on EVERY date?” “He has separation anxiety if I leave him by himself he’ll chew on the doors.” “…Okay…”
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dogmotif · 10 months
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"i'm so glad sfx is more realistic now, i hate old sfx" you don't like goo??? candy coloured blood?? you don't like slime..... :(
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obsob · 1 year
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autism 2 autism communication
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onlysushicat · 8 months
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they went back to the beach with a special guest this time
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arcanegifs · 4 months
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ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 1x04 - "Happy Progress Day!" ↳ "Shouldn't you be resting?" "While the trail is hot!”
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soaqrudyz · 10 months
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i am of the firm belief that neither ghost or gaz cared very much for soap when he first joined the 141
gaz had never met him before, all he knew was the guy was just a little bit of a prick. he was incredibly talented, gaz would give him that, and he’d never been outwardly rude to anyone that gaz had heard of, but oftentimes his confidence bled into something just short of arrogance, soap always seemed to be the one ranting and raving about his achievements when everyone else spoke of their mistakes. in layman’s terms: he was full of himself in a way that would surely get him killed.
ghost; however, had met him before. they’d worked together some three times before price recruited soap. ghost knew of his skill, knew that sunny disposition got quieter at night when soap thought he was alone, knew soap would thrive with them; but god, if ghost could shove his thumbs into those all-seeing, all-knowing crystal eyes he’d do so in a heartbeat. he hated the way they seemed to burn straight through the heavy material of his mask, how they could look into his own eyes and hold infinite knowledge of his broken psyche by the time they flick to some other uninteresting member of his former squadron. it was horror, to be understood so wholly.
but then gaz got hurt, four days of medically induced coma hurt, and when he jerked awake at, if the clock on the shitty hospital tv was to be believed, 2 in the morning there was soap. he looked disheveled: hair a tangled mess, dark circles only worsened by the shadows of the mostly unlit room, and covered in scattered butterfly sutures. his head was leaned on his bicep, slumped over the lowered tray connected to gaz’s bed.
under his head were the blood and tear stained pages of his open journal, a gorgeous portrait of gaz sketched onto the yellowed sheets with sleep deprived rantings in the margins on how soap could have saved him if he’d just been quicker. gaz slips it out from under him, only feeling a tiny bit like an ass for flipping through the leather bound soul of his comrade, but soap had stolen his favorite shirt so it stood to reason he should take something back. the entire 141 is scribbled on in the pages, buried between bomb schematics and scenic landscapes and soap’s scrawled insecurities. something shifts as he soaks in the words, months of feeling like an outsider and desperate tries to be as good as his teammates.
it’s different, gaz thinks as he flips back to his own face, being in the mind of john mactavish.
but then ghost is walking past price’s office and soap bursts out, pushing past him with flushed cheeks and hurried apologies, practically sprinting in the direction of his shared room. ghost, loathe to admit it, was worried, afraid that the first real human connection aside from garrick he’d had in years was going to ripped from him before he’d even started putting time into it. he didn’t want to lose something good, not again, so he follows him, rushes to catch him before he slams the door in ghost’s face.
soap’s shoving clothes into his duffle when ghost slips inside his room, noticeably holding back tears as he rambles to himself. for a minute ghost is stuck, unused to such blatantly shown emotion, but then he takes a step, sets a gentle hand on soap’s shoulder and asks what’s going on, heart thudding against his ribcage.
“my ma..” soap croakes, and heavy sobs break up whatever else he was going to say. he doesn’t have to, ghost knows, probably better than anyone else.he does the first thing that comes to mind: he drags soap into his chest, wraps his whole body around him like he can protect soap from the hurt. the sergeant doesn’t deserve to feel that hollowness in his chest. soap crashes into him like a wave to the shore, balling his hands into ghost’s hoodie and hiding his face in ghost’s collarbones. ghost had never been one for physical closeness, but there was something different about being in johnny’s arms.
there was an obvious difference in their demeanor toward him in the weeks to come, but neither really cared about how it happened, just that it did, and now they can seek each other’s warm, pink tinted gaze when soap makes a fool of himself.
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omtai · 2 months
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- the invisible man
thnks fr the mmrs genius annotation | so much (for) stardust | so much (for) stardust mv - gif by @/dutchwinter | invisible man - ralph ellison | pavlove
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rimeah · 5 months
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⋆ ˚。⋆୨ Happy Holidays! ୧⋆ ˚。⋆ @mlsecretsanta ₊˚⊹♡
Lukanette fans! I'm your secret santa this year (my giftee dropped out and I didnt see the e-mail in time so this is for...everyone?) ❄๋࣭ ⭑
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prairieenyasblog · 4 days
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i think i’m gonna go sleep and forget i made this until i wake up and see itbye now
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skull-turtle · 1 month
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for the LAST TIME, what does "having a crush" even mean
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lucyjung · 4 days
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Again, short hair Blue 🫡
(I forgot to post)
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hornyramostan · 8 months
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his arms are just so 😫😫😫
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tssaii · 1 year
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Starting the year together✨ Print so.. my insecure inner demons committed the crime of cropping Frumpkin out when I posted yesterday. Here is the full illustration:
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Know that I regret my actions very much especially since I worked so hard on drawing those books on the bookshelf!! AAAAH seriously tho. i can't draw animals. That was the main reason I hesitated posting the full illustration.
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medicalunprofessional · 11 months
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heeee <333
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