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jennguyen-draws · 2 years
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Just me with more fanart of @audreycritter incredible Cor Et Cerebrum series. This one is from Pigtails
Ao3 synopsis: Dev and Steph run an errand for Alfred that ends up involving an unexpected encounter with the past. Set after the end of Developmental Milestones and Out Here Hope Remains.
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“Not for me,” he said defensively. “I just want to observe the depths to which people will–”
Dev stopped because he realized Steph wasn’t paying attention. She had been standing next to him, leaning over the case, but had turned at a sound behind them and her whole body had gone rigid.
He straightened and glanced at her face, which was blank and paper white, her eyes wide.
“Steph, love?” he asked, concerned, turning to follow her gaze.
Across the aisle, by a display of cubed and sliced cheeses, a woman in yoga pants and a messy bun was pushing a cart. A small girl with plump, round cheeks and dirty-blonde hair pulled into pigtails was in the child seat, slurping a juice box and giggling at whatever the woman was saying to her.
More art for CEC: Team Nerdface & the Doctor
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starcurtain · 1 month
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Oh, so when IIIII make the "mutual" joke it's delusional, but when Hoyo makes it--
(Actually, since that Youtube end card tried to gatekeep it, here's Ratio's tsuntsun sweatdrop as he tries to think up a good excuse for going on TV to talk about some guy he's definitely not "friends" with:)
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beekeeperspicnic · 1 year
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magpieandpossum · 1 month
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Born to design pixel games, forced to color test tile maps for 4 hours. ft. bashir and kira's little sprites :)
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the-real-dev · 3 months
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reading j&h and WHY DOES UTTERSON KEEP CALLING JEKYLL HARRY
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royalsunshinehotel · 6 months
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Hey!! So I was wondering if you could write a smutty fic / one shot of dr. Chatterjee? Sort of like and extension or something of that one scene he’s talking about what he did after work when he said he was drinking only wearing a towel? Yeah that, it’s amazing. So like he takes the shower and when he’s finally out reader still isn’t home yet so he gets a drink and sits down thinking about what happened just sitting in the towel and then reader comes home and sees him just sitting there in a towel and is already kinda thinking about how good he looks. You go from there buys that’s a basic idea, feel free to change anything you want!!!
Hysterical (Dr ZZ Chatterjee x F!Reader) 18+
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A/N: Not as filthy as I wanted, but I still think he's cute.
Warnings: unlawful detainment in a mental institution, dry humping, possible medical malpractice
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Zayant Zenil Chatterjee fancies himself a smart, complicated man. Less so than when he had been younger, but layered nonetheless. He wasn’t wrong- not entirely, he’s too young to be complicated. However, when it comes down to introspection, he could take home a prize. 
Today, for example. He laid out all the information he’d gleaned from the man at the circus, and went through it methodically. 
Misdiagnoses weren’t uncommon in the medical field. The only thing you could do as a physician was to not make the same mistake twice. 
Like when someone had come into the hospital for back pain, and it turned out they’d been suffering from anemia, as well as Crohn's disease. 
Or, you. 
Your parents had you institutionalized for the Victorian-era disorder known as “female hysteria”, and he’d met you when he was covering for a colleague on the psych ward. 
Everything had an explanation, even the most beautiful, remarkable, or heinous things. 
After a quick conversation, he’d learned that you were a “politically radical” and your parents had essentially put you in a “time out”. Add six months and it puts the two of you here. 
Ethically questionable? Perhaps.
But did he regret it? Did he regret meeting you, and making recommendations to your physician? Absolutely not. 
He breathes in the smoke from his cigarette, letting the cold winter air hit his skin, still warm from the bath. He wonders how your day went, he wonders if you thought of him as much as he did you. You’re smart, you’re a busy woman, and he’d just given you a key to his apartment. 
And then he feels annoyed. 
Six months ago he’d be nearly inconsolable about the man who could see without eyes. He’d be scrambling, pouring himself over books, trying to work it out. There was something to be cracked, and he’d be pulling at every thread. 
But instead he’s in a towel, drinking on his balcony, thinking about you. 
If he were to do such a thing, master the beyond, enhance his psychic focus through meditation, who would be thought of? 
Today, the man focused on the face of his deceased brother.
Would Z think about you? 
If he were to make such advancements, and gain the same ability as the man who could see without eyes, would one see everything at once, or would it be a focused direction, like your physical eyes. 
Z thinks about how badly he wants to talk to you. 
You were almost as bad as he was, pulling and pushing, trying to figure things out, why things were the way they were. If he could tell you everything, you’d get right to the heart of the matter. Or worse, you’d tell him that it’s just as simple as it seems to be. 
As if on demand, he hears your boots scuffing on the street below, you’re on your way up! Z’s heart flips, in a most unnerving manner. 
He means to get up, he means to meet you at the door, but his legs won’t move. He sits on his stool by the balcony, taking a long sip of his bourbon. He doesn’t like the drink, but he needs it after six hours of writing. 
You drop your bag at the door, and lean against it as you remove your shoes, and he can’t get over exactly how happy he is to see you. 
Something blocking him of course, it usually is, so you have to meet him a little more than halfway. 
You give a tired smile as you turn away and shimmy out of your thick wool dress. The room is cold, you know he likes it that way. 
You’ve had a good day, and you want to make sure he has a good day too. 
Large, dark eyes, looking right through any bravado you might have, lean muscle and warm, brown skin. He’s taken a bath, clearly, from the towel, and his hair’s gotten curly, black tendrils reaching out for something. Your hands? Maybe. 
The best word is …appetizing, but that could just be that you skipped your lunch. It happens. 
The silky material of your slip takes in the chill of the room, and you march over to take your place in his lap. You place two hands on the sides of his face, leaning into him. 
He’s perfectly hard against your thigh, but he can wait just a moment. 
You roll yourself down, just to hear him groan. You try again, and Zay stops you, digging his fingers into the meat of your legs. 
So, you bite him. 
You used to hold back, and just have a nibble, have his skin between your teeth, maybe you’d roll it and he’d tug at your hair. 
Now, you bite down, you leave a mark, and he absolutely adores you for it. 
You’ve found that Zay really enjoys kissing you, he always brings an attention to detail that you’d never experienced before. You hope you can give him the same, but sometimes, you get heated and grabby. He doesn’t seem to mind this.
It’s quite satisfying to watch someone so put-together, groomed, lose their composure. You flash for a moment, on what he must have done before he met you, and you put the idea of other women to bed immediately. 
You want to ruin him, ideally. If there ever was a day he grew tired, or you were called away for work, you’d make sure to leave such a mess, he’d never recover from it. 
Slowly, you roll your hips down. He groans, “Wicked woman…” and you smile against his mouth. Yes, truly diabolical.
He’d said the words, but Z soon learns exactly how wicked you are. WIthout hesitation,  rocking against him, the warm, rough texture of the towel grinding perfectly against your clit. YOu can feel him grinning at you, as you make the towel slick. It’s pathetic, but he’s never going to complain.                                                                                       
He feels a little cocky, actually. 
His hands dig into the meat of your thighs. You trade him a pout for a kiss, and he thanks you for it, before the two of you become a heated, sticky mess.
With a light, airy sigh, you hum, “How was your day?” into his ear.
“Fine,” he breathes “just fine.” He’s gonna marry you, he just has to figure out how to ask.
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bloofbloofbloof · 10 months
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Game is out! Explore a funky alien world with Doctor Yakov Voldritch. Meet some funny little bunnies, doggo worms and even some horror. It's a laid back adventure game with only goal is to chill with some aliens.
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canonically47 · 8 months
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and actually, you know what annoys me a lot regarding the recent grooming allegations surrounding yandev? the VAs and youtubers who have been constantly looking away from every situation like this. the VAs are obviously worse. they have sucked yandev’s dick through every offense and have swept every single thing he’s done under the rug. at least youtubers are like, “oh i don’t want to adress any drama” which is still fucked because this isn’t drama, it’s something the man should be behind bars for, but i guess i understand why, they want to stay as neutral as possible to get an audience as big as they can
but now everyone is going, “oh i’m leaving the project”, “i won’t be posting yansim on my channel anymore” like. okay! congrats! do you want a medal? here’s your gold medal. and toss it to everyone! here’s a medal for michaela, one for austin, one for patrick, one for every volunteer, one for biiju mike, one for kubz scouts, one for everyone!
it’s like...okay, fine, i’m happy they finally realized something was wrong, but it’s so shitty it’s only NOW. you mean your last straw was public proof he groomed a kid and not when he made a poll on whether or not an inventory feature should have ayano looking into her panties, AND asked if it should be uncensored or not? you mean your last straw wasn’t the bad excuse that these obvious high schoolers are actually college students in a highschool building with elementary school uniforms? you mean your last straw wasn’t the whole panty ordeal, how taking shots of a girl’s panties is literally a necessarry gameplay mechanic you can hardly skip past? you mean your last straw wasn’t when another girl came forward with her story of him grooming her, but because she didn’t record every damn second, you didn’t believe her?
and what annoys me is the fans. the fucking fans that are commenting “we’re with you, alex” on his blog post, BUT ALSO, the fans that are shocked. how can you be shocked? how can this be new to you? how can you choose to live in such ignorance? do you want a medal for abandoning your yansim related projects now? shall i blaze your post across tumblr to gain you ten new followers that shall congratulate you on being just as ignorant as them? jesus christ, people, this is NOT new information.
this whole situation just made me more annoyed at the fans and volunteers rather than alex, since i already knew what a bad person he was. thank you for finally stepping away from the game, but you should’ve done that years ago.
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devsissues · 25 days
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The Shop is Open!
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Still getting some of the details set up, but the first few dolls have been listed, so if you want you can grab one from the first batch, or bookmark the listing to see when I restock with more!
I hope to add a Tigris doll soon, plus a different outfit option for Lucy Gray that I can hopefully make less expensively, and eventually peacekeeper options for Coriolanus and Sejanus, so be on the lookout for those as well! :D
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fleurmarigold · 2 years
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preorders for my Psychonauts 2 keychains are now up in my store!
they’ll be 3″, double sided, made from recycled acrylic and come with an iridescent rainbow star clasp and extra ~brain logo~ charm :3
they’re £12 each or you can get ‘em cheaper as a bundle! tracked international shipping that goes everywhere, too :-)
link in my bio!
🧠⭐ 🧠⭐ 🧠⭐
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jennguyen-draws · 2 years
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Team Nerdface & The Doctor (Snowball War 20XX)
A scene from chapter 29 of @audreycritter super amazing fic Developmental Milestones (Part 2 of the Cor Et Cerebrum series)
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Timothy takes a deep breath and Dev puts a hand on his arm.
“It was an honor to serve in the campaign with you, my Fae Liege.”
“Will you come visit me?” Timothy asks, grinning, “In Fairy, when the war is over?
“Elfhame’s a dark and dangerous place for mortal men,” Dev answers, “but I’ll make the trip if they’ve not closed the portal. Good luck.”
Image Description: Two page comic of the above scene
[Page 1]: Colored page. Dev is sitting down (in the snow!) with his back to a large rock. Tim is kneeling next to him. They're both peeking out from behind the rock to presumably look towards the others.
[Page 2}: 4 panel comic.
First panel is a close up of Dev setting his hand on Tim's shoulder. Second panel is Dev's face and a text bubble with "It was an honor to serve in the campaign with you, my Fae Liege." Third panel is a close up of Tim's face and him snorting with laughter. Fourth panel is a grinning Tim and a text bubble with "Will you come visit me? In Fairy, when the war is over?"
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starcurtain · 2 months
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Post 2.1 Ratiorine Thought(s)
Under the read more because of 2.1 spoilers
Nothing really advanced or complicated to say; I did a lot of laughing and panicking and "Awww"ing during their moments in the story. (Tiny Aventurine, you will always be a legend.)
But the one thing I really, really hope fandom will latch on to is something that might represent a slight shift in Aventurine's characterization in fics... I was toying with this thought even before 2.1, but the patch definitely solidified it.
Rather than the one to jump straight into the (at least physical aspects of the) relationship, I definitely think Aventurine is much more likely to be the kind of person to hold himself entirely aloof from anyone he develops any genuine interest in--because literally every single person he has ever truly cared about has violently died, in acts of horrific misfortune which are directly tied in Aventurine's mind with his own "luck."
I think that the moment he recognizes himself having even the slightest bit of genuine feeling for Ratio (or any character people might ship him with, really), he would fold his cards like wet tissue and run for the hills.
Nothing good has ever come from him caring for someone, and every golden glimmer of his otherworldly fortune has been bought at his loved ones' blood price.
Aventurine doesn't take deals that aren't beneficial for him.
And there's no way he can survive another loss.
The more he actually cares about someone, the further and further a relationship gets from ever being in the cards.
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beekeeperspicnic · 2 years
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It is the 1920s, and in the sleepy Sussex village of Fulworth, an elderly beekeeper (who is definitely NOT the world's greatest detective... any more) is trying to arrange a pleasant clifftop picnic for his friend Dr Watson. The only problem is that a series of pesky murderous mysteries keep getting in the way.
A currently in development cosy, cottagecore point and click Sherlock Holmes game.
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bug-84 · 10 months
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i think gay marriage should be an option in the dave the diver and i think dr. bacon should be a candidate
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the-real-dev · 3 months
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jekyll just constantly bitching about lanyon is so funny like. what did he ever do to u 😭😭
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royalsunshinehotel · 5 days
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Jay + Tattoos
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an HC shared by myself and @youlooklike-clarabow
It starts when the two of you settle down - far away from the mess you've both made, close enough to visit his Mom.
It's simple, you buy an accent rug, or a piece of art for the wall, and he goes to get the tattoo.
Jay's an artist, he knows the language, he's going to get what he wants.
There's a local spot, usually for sailors, and he drives.
His sleeve starts as one flower - line art of a peony with white ink, and it's striking.
He stayed away from tattoos before, because they were too identifiable. "Getting away with it" is easy when you could be anyone.
But he's got a home now, with you, and he's going to make a home within himself.
It starts small, and ends as a full botanical sleeve. He's got all the important stuff represented on his arm.
You think it's cool :)
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