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xxrat--punkxx · 7 months
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Repair day
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unoriginal-and-dumb · 16 days
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I am doing things I AM DOING THINGS I AM!
Explanations for designs and some head canons below here :3
Infected - Asian-American Autistic ADHD aroace (😈) trans. Yknow Wybie from Coraline? Yea like that but like incredibly annoying. His voice sounds like it’s coming from a shitty mic all the time
Lampert (design by @lucid-daydreaming-art )- Autistic 🇸🇪 ja aroace (😈) funny lamp guy Robots-esque probably kinda talks like baymax honestly, I mean a bit different but yknow, the general idea
(I talk about these 2 enough it’s the others turns)
Poob - I think they are a dumb little critter. They run around and their arms flail in the wind like paper. When they try to clap is makes dog toy squeaking sounds. I don’t think they abide by the rules of physics which is why they are stupid looking ❤️ they have hammer space but it is only for weed related items. The curator of the forever weed brownie, if you will. I think they sound like X from bfb. Aroace (😈)
Pest - literally hates poob because they are small and annoying. Uhhh funky legs because I think he would have funky legs. I stole his eyes because well no real reason, but I think if he was like extra pissed you would see his eyes. Since he is like thief maxxing I do not think he would be wearing anything beyond a hoodie and sweatpants, something trying to be non-assuming I guess. He has hair I think but it is very short no way would he want to deal with that. I don’t have a voice hc for him yet. Aroace (😈)
Bive - she a freakkkkk ehhh. I think she is like freakishly tall, has funny bird legs, raggedy ass scrawny tail, and is constantly covered in hair. Her teeth are kinda just floating on her hair head, so if you punched her hard enough they would just go flying out and she would have to put them back into her head silly girl. I think she is also trans hahaahhahahahaha!!! I think she kinda sounds like ENA from dream bbq, the uhh angry side I believe. Ace (😈)
Split - I gave her dog ears because I think they are cute :) she’s probably like normal ish height Bive is just weirdly tall. She looks very nice and friendly but could probably throw a boulder at you and you will die sowyyyy. Gods most chillaxxed soldier. She gives me kind older lady feelings, even if she weren’t older. I dunno she would be like one of those people who have a comically large purse full of hard candy except it would all be banana flavored. I think she has a slower voice, HAVENT gotten an exact idea for her voice yet but she seems very calm. Ace (😈)
Pilby - I didn’t really add or change their design because I already liked it a lot. I think they are very sweet and kind looking, would make a great plush too but I guess we are not ready to talk about that (YES I am still bitter about it) I think being around them is akin to looking outside a window at an apple orchard while it’s raining a bit. I think they sound a bit like raggedy Anne, based on the creators response too. Aroace (😈)
Spud! - I honestly did not have much come to me for his design, they are just a bit of a funky feller and im not sure how I would add to it honestly. Oh but I do think that they run like an ostrich and it is very scary. Also while drawing I was debating why he had a bow and decided that Gnarpy was like CONGRATZ IN ZURVIVING THE TEZTZ and now Spud! Just has a stupid little yuor did it ribbon. Honestly no clue for voice hc… aroace (😈)
Gnarpy - had a lot of fun with xis design honestly. The redesign reminded me a lot of Stitch so I kinda just shoved that into xim. I think they act a lot like Zim. Like a lot. Probably equally as stupid. I think xis second arms are retractable, like stitch, and xe uses that as a very very shitty disguise that everyone can see right through but just don’t mention because xe seems to be having a good time. I think xe sounds like Four from BFB (the earlier episodes mostly) aroace (😈)
DRRETRO - I think that her head that we see in the game is like a projection of herself, Wagstaff Don’t Starve style. Her body would be like excruciatingly normal besides her head, too. Like go to the hospital and see a nurse, that’s just what she looks like. Very normal, it’s a bit unnerving since her head is that. She’s like those overly friendly posters in a very uncomfortable place type of feeling. She doesn’t have fur either, she’s just a weird cat doctor thing. She acts exactly like Doctor Barber from Flapjack. No voice hc, but she speaks in meows so probably just meowing. Aroace (😈)
Mark - I started thinking about tf2 and Anton blast. Anyway, he is completely made from wood other than the clothes. Beard is carved in, not sure if I got that across in the drawing though. Uh yea I don’t have much I just really like engineer. He wears flannel and a construction vest just like any good law avoiding construction worker. Definitely does not so legal things on his construction sites but does not give two shits about that and also probably would try to employ Lampert when he was younger for free workers (no im not projecting what are you talking about). How on the nose would it be to say he sounds like engineer because I just drew wooden engineer with a beard. Ace (😈)
Wallter - sorry wallter fans I had no ideas while drawing him. I dunno he’s big and he’s cement, so I kept him blocky. Urrrrr he has a can of grey stuff jingle jingle. He is the cement embodiment of that one tweet that’s like “nothing better than a glass of wine, except for maybe #men. #yep #imgay! He kinda seems like one of those lowkey scary bald gay guys who are nice but are also scary and still bald. He’s bald. No idea on voice maybe concrete sliding on asphalt for 10 hours. Ace (😈)
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oracleact · 10 months
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« nothing on me »
bayverse raph x reader / fluff + angst
notes: 1.8k words, first person pov, established relationship, gender neutral reader (no pronouns used,) details of injuries and tending to said injuries.
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a knock on the window at 3am? that only means one thing: the turtles are here. smiling, I rub the remnants of sleep from my eyes and hop out of bed to open up the curtain. only one turtle faces me at the window though - raphael.
I open the window and help his wide frame step down from the ledge, but my previous smile fades fast when raph groans in pain as he steps onto the floor.
“raph, what’s wrong? where are the rest of the boys? what happened?” I speak as fast as possible to try and get to his answer, worry eating away at me with each second that passes.
my raph is the mass strength and rough hand amongst the turtles. he can handle a lot of damage since he always manages to deal out more than what is done onto him. seeing him bent over, actually using my arm for support and not simply holding me because he wants to, groaning in genuine pain rather than letting out his usual gruff noises of acknowledgment - that scares me. it terrifies me when I don’t know what has happened.
“I told them to check on dad,” he begins breathlessly, “I needed you. it’s really bad this time.”
my eyes widen and I hurry him to the side of my bed, the mattress creaking under his weight. I grasp his face in my hands to check him over, turning his head every which way, but see nothing apart from a few new scratches on his skin.
“what do you mean ‘really bad,’ raph? you’re scaring me.”
“my—“ he lifts his arm and tries to reach for the back of his shell, failing miserably and almost howling out in pain, “my shell, sweetheart. I haven’t seen it yet but I heard it crack and this pain is too much for it to just be taped up.”
I scuttle around his large form and am immediately hit with the sight of a deep crack in the middle of his shell. he was right to come straight to me with this one. he should always come to me with injuries but is too stubborn most of the time and rides out the pain: ‘it may look bad to you but it’s nothing on me.’
when the boys started to properly use their skills outside of the lair, with the risk of larger injuries increasing, I began to research and teach myself how to handle ones specific to these mutants. thanks to many in depth articles about turtle care, I have safely cleaned and covered up small cracks before. the only difference between the boys and ‘normal’ turtles in regards to care like this is their size - it takes longer and requires more focus to clean cracks, ensuring that they can heal appropriately over time. although tonight’s damage will take double that, and maybe more.
“oh raph, oh my…how? wait, don’t answer that. I’m doing my first aid stuff then we can talk about it, okay?” he nods with a sad smile and all I can do is reach out and cup his cheek, returning the expression he gave me. he moves my hand to his lips for a quick kiss before I start scurrying off to grab what I need.
let’s see - chlorohexidine solution, q-tips, cotton pads, adhesive patches and a towel. is that all I need? I have no idea right now; I’m so scared to touch him that I feel like stalling for as long as I can.
I walk slowly back to where he sits on the edge of my bed, his head resting in one hand as the other rubs at his tired eyes. I lay down all that I grabbed from the bathroom before taking a deep breath and sitting down behind him. the room is silent for a couple of minutes after that, my heart beating loudly in my ears. I can’t break my anxious stare away from the crack in his beautiful carapace.
“hey…” raph speaks ever so softly to get my attention.
“yeah— sorry. I’m sorry,” I feel tears begin to form in my eyes. I hate seeing him hurt like this. “I’m going to fix you up. I promise I’ll fix this. I’ll touch around your shell, away from the crack, and you tell me how it feels. let me know how much the pain has spread.”
he gestures ‘yes’ to me but with a frowned brow, “don’t cry, love. everything is okay. I’m raphael, remember? this is nothing on me!”
but I can see it - I can see the pain written on his face, the way his eyes look misty. I don’t want to push him to talk nor do I want to directly acknowledge the pain I can see; I don’t want to break his protective wall at a time like this. it wouldn’t be fair to do so. I wipe my tears and get straight to work instead.
my small hand reaches out for him, gently patting around the edges of his shell then smoothing over the surface, “that’s not bad at all. it just feels tingly, like the nice kind of tingly you give me.” I giggle at him. it’s a relief that the shell hasn’t shattered or anything and he can feel my hand like always.
I’ve spent so many nights tracing over the faint patterns of his plastron and committing the texture to memory. it helps calm him after a stressful training day or when he can’t sleep. it secretly calms me too because it’s just us in those moments, the rest of the world fading away and leaving only raph and I. there’s no need to jump away from my hold to save new york when my touch melts away the city completely. nothing can break us out of that warm paradise as long as we are together.
despite the touch test going well, the cleaning of his wounds will definitely be painful since the crack is open and noticeable. I pour some of the solution onto a q-tip and tell raph to start breathing slowly and deeply. I help him set a pace for it before I begin to clean.
he hisses in pain when the piece of cotton comes in contact with the wound and my tears start to flow again, “I know baby, but this part is important,” I sniffle and reach my free hand for his, “use me to balance yourself.”
“I’ll break your little hand,” there is a fracture in his voice as he speaks but he still manages to let out a chuckle with his words.
“breathe and squeeze, raph, don’t worry about me.”
and so he did - each time I dipped the cotton into the crack he inhaled and exhaled quickly whilst grasping my hand in his. I rubbed my thumb over his rough skin in an attempt to ground us both over and over again.
“one last clean and then I’ll patch it up and be done for tonight.” he lets out a loud sigh at that, obviously glad that the stinging will be over soon. I hear him lowly whimper but force a cough after in an attempt to hide the noise. once again I don’t press him on it, I just kiss the back of his hand to let him know it’s alright.
the last step is to cut adhesive patches to fit the crack, making sure to leave small gaps at the ends to allow air to flow through. this process isn’t all that different from putting a bandaid on a human arm, and thank goodness for that. I want to do everything I can to help raph, to ease his pain, so this being a somewhat ‘easy’ task to complete means luck is on my side right now.
with the last piece secure I get up from the bed to face him again, giving him a small smile to let him know it’s done. I slip myself between his legs and reach out to untie his bandana. his eyes close as he presses his head onto my chest to give me access to the tie at the back.
sliding the cloth from his face, I set it on the bed and wipe underneath his eyes; he looks so worn out. my fingers move down to draw along the scars from previous battles and to check over any new cuts, the pad of my thumb eventually landing on the most prominent scar across his upper lip. my raph, my hero, our hero…with the scars to prove it all.
“give it a week and see how the shell starts to heal. if we need to do more then I’m ready for that. I’ve done my research, you’re looking at a certified mutant turtle nurse,” I wink at him as he laughs and nuzzles further into my hold.
he looks up at me with those gorgeous eyes, the light of the moon catching in them. he may be hurt but he’s here with me and healing in my arms, and I’ll hold this man forever to show him how much he means to me. he’s looking at me in the same way - in awe of what’s in front of him - both of us dumbly grinning at each other. although, he does break eye contact when a yawn suddenly comes bursting out.
“do you want to talk about what happened, or do you want to catch some z’s first?”
“hmm…as much as I want to tell you about how much of a badass I am, I really want to crash.”
he moves to lay on his back before I catch his shoulders with high pitched squeak, “shell!” I whisper-yell at him. his lips form an ‘o’ and I shake my head. only raph could forget about his injuries that quickly.
I slip into the bed first and hold out my arms, beckoning him to follow and to lay on his stomach. he does so almost instantly, getting comfy against me and wrapping his arms around my waist.
“thank you for everything. I trust you with my life, you know.”
“and I trust you with mine, big red.”
I’m seemingly stuck staring down at him, just in stupid awe once more. watching how his eyes are effortlessly closed, evident that he is exhausted, with a faint smile playing on his lips as he shifts around to find the best snoozing position. his shell is now what catches the attention of the moon and I feel satisfied with my work on the crack. I’m still worried but the patch looks good and secure from afar so I’ll take it for it now.
I’m so happy that this brave and unstoppable mutant turtle trusts me with his open wounds, with his physical and emotional scars, with his love and being. this life of ours is crazy in so many ways but I wouldn’t ask for anything to change. well, less wounds here and there would be nice but that might be asking for too much.
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3amsnek · 1 year
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more aro week dragon! he’s very enthusiastic about his job <3 (flags: aromantic, demiromantic, cupioromantic, aroace, greyromantic)
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reblogs >> likes! please don’t like if you don’t rb
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unicyclingdogs · 4 months
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fairy rulie!!!! :)
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def-ace-ing-it · 1 year
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Batfam head canons that I need to Expunge
(Some of these might actually be canon but who knows anymore)
• In a kitchen, Bruce Wayne can and has burnt water and has almost caused a building to burn down, all of which were on accident
• HOWEVER. If you sat Bruce in front of a campfire in a forested area and told him he had one hour to put together a meal, he would make the most delicious and nutritious plate you have ever eaten out of fungus and lizards and anything else he could scrounge up. This infuriates Alfred every time
• Bruce’s canines are sharper than most, as does Damian. No, they have not beaten the vampire allegations in or out of costume
• Despite being terrified of them, Bruce knows an absurd amount of bat facts as a way of coping
• Cass has a wide range of musical taste. She often flutters between genres being her favorite and will occasionally loop a song until it no longer gives her dopamine
• Cass wears a lot of bat paraphernalia i.e. bat earrings, bat ears, often Batman merchandise. She’s just very proud of her family and even if she can’t express it in public she wants everyone to Know how proud she is
• Jason mainly listens to punk rock and rap, but he does make an exception for pop punk SPECIFICALLY from the eighties
• Jason is one of the few people who has a direct line of contact to Talia, and while he barely uses it he will occasionally call to get a recipe from her because he misses the food he got while training
• Dick cannot decide whether he wants to keep his hair long or short, and he has considered bringing the mullet back to everyone’s horror
• During one of his rebellious streaks, Dick learned how to pole dance. Nobody but the Titans know this
• Stephanie ABSOLUTELY believed in unicorns as a kid, and though she’s not as much of a hardcore believer she’s still holding out hope with how weird the world is
• Stephanie also had one of those “I hate pink/purple phases”, she’s healing from it obviously <3
• Despite not even living with the Bats, Stephanie is the WORST clothes thief, because she steals Cass and Tim’s clothes which are in turn stolen from the others. Nobody has noticed yet
• Time hates how wearing a suit feels, but he often goes out of his way to make sure all of his suits fit well because damnit he’s gonna look good if he’s gonna be uncomfortable while wearing them.
• Tim hates the smell of alcohol, to the point where he’ll gag if the smell is too strong
• Damian is SEVERELY allergic to pollen because he wasn’t raised around it as a kid, he’s the only one in the family who can be taken out by spring and he gets pissy when it’s mentioned
• Damian has an impeccable sense of smell, more so than any of his siblings
• Babs is arguably the most stable of the batfam, but even then not really because she decided to become a vigilante without Batman’s training which was arguably worse than the rest of the family’s origins
• Barbara could never decide what she wanted to be when she grew up as a kid, she would always switch jobs every week
• None of the batfam is straight or neurotypical, let’s just state that here
• Everyone has an Assigned Color for galas and other public appearances, outside of that barely anyone wears their assigned color. All except for Bruce, whose wardrobe is exclusively made of black turtlenecks and the occasional dark grey hoodies because he refuses to wear anything other than his Assigned Color
• There is a persistent game of tag happening exclusively on patrol with a long list of rules to keep things “fair”, currently Tim is It. They’ve kept this from Bruce, but Alfred knows and is the one to remind them every patrol
• Somehow, Stephanie is the only one who hasn’t been It yet this cycle, and Jason has been It ten times so far and he is pissed about it
I have just… so many thoughts about them
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aceisew · 18 days
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Here’s me testing out a new drawing platform! There’s always something that bothers me about my drawings and I wasn’t sure if I was going to post this but..OH! we all love these boys, how could I not?
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jasontoddsgaythoughts · 7 months
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People who hate on DC ships and are like super public about it are so embarrassing. Like please hating something like JayRoy or BirdFlash is not going to make you look more interesting, or smarter, or whatever little fantasy adjective you’ve built up in your head. If you hate seeing something do not interact with it. Stay in your miserable little corner. Don’t even go looking for those tags because that’s exactly what you do. This is coming from someone who doesn’t even ship those ships, but I’m not big enough of an asshole to tell other people to not have fun.
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oldmanffucker · 2 months
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writing House fanfic is writing what you want them to say, then going back and editing it to say those things in the most convoluted, sarcastic, and metaphorical way possible, and then not resolving that actual meaning for 1-48 hours in-universe depending on how meaningful said thing is
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apollos-boyfriend · 1 year
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i want to become a popular streamer but not because i want to build a community or make a name for myself or even for attention. i want to become a popular streamer because i think it’d be fucking hilarious if i was just paid to lie to people. every subgoal unlocks a new piece of my personal history that is wildly inaccurate, impossible, or just straight-up contradictory to past reveals. i hold weekly qnas and absolutely everything out of my mouth is total bullshit. i refuse to ever break character. my streaming career ends with an hour-long reading of an “apology letter” that explains i was nothing but a harvard experiment and to forward any and all complaints towards HR
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wh01sstanl3y · 3 months
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2006 Black Christmas truthers are the most oppressed minority💔(aside from gamers)
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wiklm · 6 months
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hi guys today i drew hualian and cried abt it
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aureoberlinerinn · 6 months
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rant post incoming because i just have very strong opinions on this one specific topic and i need to get it out before i explode:
lately i have been thinking a lot about the common perception of intrusive thoughts …which is to say, the common perception of intrusive thoughts and, more importantly, what they think of People with intrusive thoughts. and honestly, it is just. abysmal. especially with the whole recent (ish) …trend? i suppose of “i let my intrusive thoughts win” which is an Incredibly damaging statement like you cannot believe..now i don’t have tiktok (thank god) nor do i use twitter anymore so i cannot verify the lasting impact for myself, but from what I’ve already seen and been told , the fact that people have managed, through that trend, to warp the meaning of intrusive thoughts in the the eyes of many people as “intrusive thoughts = impulses you get that you know are bad but secretly kind of want to do (ex. eating a whole chocolate cake or dying your hair a super neon colour at 3am)” has just….probably set back this whole conversation several years. and like the fact that it was a trend on social media of all places has probably just made it worse. i mean, think of it, if someone who has actual intrusive thoughts, like the “really bad” ones, goes “yeah, I get intrusive thoughts about hurting my friends and family”, the people whose understanding of intrusive thoughts that have been shaped by this trend of “letting the ‘intrusive thoughts’ win” are probably gonna come along and think “oh my god, you secretly really want to hurt your loved ones? you must be a sick and horrible person!”
which. no!! absolutely not!!! not only does that further demonize people who get intrusive thoughts (and especially the ones that are, you know, serious crimes and horrible moral violations), but further confuses people on the difference between what an intrusive thought is and what an impulsive thought is. like just think about the word “intrusive” for a second. it intrudes. its going somewhere it shouldn’t be; it’s a nuisance. in this context, a thought or image entering someone’s head that the person REALLY doesn’t want being there. because if a statement like “oh haha i let my intrusive thoughts win” became true, a lot of horrible things would happen. the point is that you DO NOT want “the intrusive thoughts to win”, because that would mean - as an example , serious harm done against other people or the person experiencing these thoughts themself.
the phrase “if I let my intrusive thoughts win I would be in jail or dead or both” is exactly it for many people. yes, it’s uncomfortable to talk about, yes, these subjects are very hard to think about but that is the Point. this is why people think they are monsters because of their intrusive thoughts. this is why people isolate themselves because they think they will somehow do harm to others because their brain is making them think terrible things. and let me repeat that. Their Brain is making them think terrible things - not the person themself.
my point being, this whole thing about people misunderstanding what exactly an intrusive thought is can be directly harmful to the actual people who experience them, and this really needs to be remedied somehow. and i have no idea how, but people at least need to Know. I’d be happy if at least one person comes to the realization that what they’d been taught from an Internet trend (or some other misconception) is wrong, and can change their beliefs for the better.
and before anyone goes after me for this , this is coming from a person who gets intrusive thoughts very frequently
#aurum.txt#now i have an entire lack of the ability to be concise so i do apologize for how long and disorganized this post is#i didnt even bring up this aspect in the main body but-#this whole stigma around intrusive thoughts does have an actual impact on the people who get them - like really (ik thats obvious but)#for example i will always carry the assumption that any and all people I’ll try to explain my intrusive thoughts to -#will automatically think that i actually think/want to do these things (which is the complete opposite of the truth!! no i don’t!!!)#and im sure this is the case for many other people who get them too#but you can see how this actively works against and is detrimental to said people when they try to get help for it#how are you supposed to confidently report something like that when the assumption is that you’re a monster for even experiencing it?#when it’s completely out of your control?#agh im sorry i just. these kinds of things make me very uh..i suppose upset?#and i dont hear it discussed nearly enough as it should (or rather as much as id like it to be)#especially with just how much that one tiktok + etc trend must have spread and misinformed a good chunk of its userbase#i am just. so fed up#btw if youve read this far thank you so so much for sticking around with my literally mad ramblings and i love you <3 /p also-#tw self harm#tw intrusive thoughts#tw ableism#<- not entirely sure if ableism is applicable but just in case#oh! and if this ever takes off (which i do doubt) please let me know if i should tag this with anything else#also. dont follow me for this post i am simply some artist with a lot of opinions and a big mouth and i dont make this kind of post often…
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eternalglitch · 11 months
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The scrunklies are once again awake and ready to cause trouble.
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doodle-birdo · 6 months
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RW OSTober
Lizor.
The big dumb bois :)
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riense · 2 years
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