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slyakoch13 · 7 months

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- Now we can go )))

#emesis blue #tf2 medic #tf2 pyro #tf2 spy #emesis blue pyro #emesis blue spy #emesis blue medic #dr fritz #my art

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astely · 4 months

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#tf2 pyro #team fortress 2 #emesis blue #team fortress #team fortress fanart #emesis blue pyro #tf2 #my art

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jevilowo · 1 month

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I adore the narrative parallels between the Butcher and Spy in Emesis Blue and by that I mean how Butcher was horribly burned all over (or at least their face was), didn't/couldn't talk, dressed in black and wore a white mask and then at the funeral Spy was burned all over, couldn't talk without a modulator, dressed in black and wore a white mask.

He became the thing he aimed to destroy, the one he killed became him.

#GOD i love this film #tf2 #emesis blue #emesis blue spy #emesis blue spoilers #emesis blue butcher #emesis blue pyro

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cluelessatthispoint · 1 year

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Nightlight

(Emesis Blue Pyro)

Warnings: Stalking, disturbing behavior, home invasion, corrupt corporation, kidnapping)

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Staying up way past midnight these past couple of days has been taking a toll on you, both mentally and physically. Work has been absurdly busy lately. Yesterday you had to fill out multiple orders for product shipments, then today you had to work on "the next big hit product". One guaranteed to get consumers scrambling for it at shopping malls everywhere. It was a mistake, the "Dream Product" that you had to get done by tomorrow started off as a simple self-made invention that brought you happiness. Apparently, the company that you work for gives its workers little to no privacy and "loved" what you designed and wanted to mass produce it. It was a small generator that made electrical energy from a non-mechanical power source. The first ever renewable energy source-based generator that had no negative qualities or setbacks.

The thought of your beloved little invention being mass-produced made your blood boil. Suing them at first chance was a great idea a few weeks ago when they announced your invention as an upcoming project to the board. When explaining everything that happened to your lawyer; the look in his eyes was filled with regret. He was a long-time friend and he knew you from when you were a toddler. The look he gave you was enough for you to know that he's been bought off. But, at least for now, you've been given a raise and a higher position at work. But, that still meant nothing to your superiors. The looks they give you when you walk down the halls give you the shivers. In all your years you've never felt a fear like this before. Ever since starting there, you've been hearing strange rumors. A cubicle mate of yours would always look at you with pity. His words ring in your head even now, at home alone...in the dark.

"The company needs you for now. And if you do a good job, hopefully, they'll keep you."

It sounded like it was supposed to be words of encouragement, but they sounded too sinister. Your coworker; a few days after saying that quit. His normally neat and tidy desk was cleaned out save for a small box of matches resting by his computer monitor. Normally he would have called you by now. But it's been nothing but radio silence for the past week and a half. Leaning back with a heavy sigh you rub tiredly at your face, a lazy attempt to drive the sleepiness away. It's only a few days and the paranoia was taking its hold on you.

Lately, you've been seeing the same box of matches almost everywhere you went. On an empty seat on the bus ride home, On the outside of the window seal by your favorite spot in the library. And yesterday night...right outside your door. This box was different from the rest. Its label could still be faintly seen, it looked like a heart. It was just laying there innocently on the doormat. The words "WELCOME' in big bold letters have long since faded due to a mix of being in the sun for so long and repeated trips to and from the house.

Paranoia kept you from leaving the safe confines of your small cozy house. It's normally a safe neighborhood, located not too far from the downtown area and not too far away to be secluded. The neighborhood was a safe one, many families made their homes in your location. Still the feeling of being watched or followed at times made your stomach twist in tight painful knots.

The more you thought about your 'missing' coworker the more your mind strayed to the small box of matches. The cover was worn and faded, and there are small traces of a once bright label that decorated the box. The faint outline of a heart, with smudged words, is all that's left of the label. Working in the dark wasn't a common thing that you did. But, working by candlelight just made you feel so cozy. Using one match after another, candle after candle, day after day finally came at a cost. This was your last candle and you already used up the last match.

Getting up from your chair to ease your aching joints felt like the best thing to do at this point. With a sigh and a yawn, you made your way to the door and flicked the light switch. Nothing happened. You could feel your eyebrows crease. With pursed lips, you flicked the switch again. And still nothing. The room remained dark.

"How in the hell did the power go out?" You whisper to yourself. Your voice echoed across the room, sounding louder than it really did.

Grimacing you reach for the candle on your work desk and head out into the dark hallway to check the other rooms. For some reason, you felt compelled to walk as quietly as possible. The air felt cold against your skin, Only wearing a t-shirt and pajama shorts really wasn't the best idea at the time but it was all that you had ready at the moment. The soft tapping of your bare feet hitting the hardwood floor was the only other sound besides your stifled breathing. Making your way to the hallway light switch you flick it on.

Off.

On.

Off.

On...

Your hair stood on end. The flickering flame of the candle betrayed your frightened features to the dark. Off to the corner, the sound of faint shuffling broke your panicked train of thought. Without thinking; you turned and ran full force into something hard. The fall against the floor felt like nothing compared to the heart-stopping horror that you feel now.

The candle that you once held extinguished in the fall leaving you and your uninvited guest engulfed in the darkness. only panicked whimpers and half words left your mouth. You couldn't move, you couldn't breathe, and all you could do was stare into the darkness in front of you. Turning over to get to your hand and knees you scrambled your best to get to your feet. Large gloved hands roughly pushed your head against the ground. Adrenaline rushed through your system, fight, flight, or freeze; you couldn't do anything, it was too late. From the corner of your eyes, you could see a small flame coming from between your assailant's hands. You didn't even hear them strike the match. Your heart was pounding so loud it felt like the whole neighborhood could hear it. The light that the match produced was just bright enough to see this person's face. You could feel your breath getting caught in your throat.

'Oh God!'

'Oh God! Jesus Christ!' You felt like you were choking.

'What the fuck?!'

A white mask peered from behind the flame. His head cocked to the side as if in a questioning manner. Tears gathered in your eyes, struggling to get up, struggling to even get a breath, your mouth formed words. You couldn't hear yourself, but you could tell that you were sobbing. Almost in a gentle manner, the masked man removed the hand that firmly held you down in place and brought it up to gently caress your cheek. Empty eye sockets bore down into your tear-filled eyes. It was too much, it hurt too much to think, it hurt too much to feel, and the adrenaline rush that you felt at first now left you tired. You could feel a sort of haze at the end of your vision. The world felt like it was spinning, and you knew no more.

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smol-gay-enby · 7 months

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Goretober day 2: Flame with Pyro (specifically that scene from Emesis Blue)

#my art #tf2 #team fortress 2 #pyro #pyro tf2 #pyro team fortress 2 #emesis blue #emesis blue Pyro #goretober 2023 #Goretober #smolgaygore #tw burns #idk how I feel about this one #I kind of like it but also hate it

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cheekyb4lls · 1 month

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how many genders are there? - tf2 animation

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 fanart #this is an excuse to not continue the emesis blue animation for a bit #tf2 medic #tf2 scout #tf2 spy #tf2 sniper #tf2 engineer #tf2 pyro #tf2 demoman #tf2 soldier #cheekyb4ll's art

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redmarqar · 3 months

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anger is my favorite emotion (to draw)

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 scout #tf2 soldier #tf2 pyro #tf2 demoman #tf2 heavy #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #tf2 emesis blue #forgot to add this last one my apolocheese

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hoodoptish · 21 days

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doodlss

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idledearest · 1 year

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fight songs album but its the cast of emesis blue

warning: im very rusty with drawing the mercs cuz its been a while since ive drawn anything tf2 related

this took an entire week only cuz of college getting in the way but its so worth it

(NOW AVAILABLE AS A PRINT IN MY INPRNT STORE)

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #team fortress 2 fanart #tf2 fanart #emesis blue #tf2 scout #tf2 soldier #tf2 pyro #tf2 demoman #tf2 heavy #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #fight song #redraw #squiidle’s art #my art

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hacksplatter · 8 months

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emesis blue(tis)

aka they find this orange bird in the conagher slaughterhouse and promptly brings the whole murder thing to a screeching halt

partially inspired by this post

bonus closeups

#tf2 #lil pootis #emesis blue #tf2 medic #tf2 pyro #the mildest of #body horror cw #scouts just kinda stretchy

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wormizette · 25 days

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what an insane artdump

comic is a reload and is based on spai having same VA as wheatley in one dub + me fcking dying from laughter when I heard that dialogue in portal I THOUGHT IT WAS FANMADE OR AI BRUH?? + I also had thoughts like lmaooo imagine what domination lines we could have if mercs knew dat sniper is adopted

ALSO a smol sneak peek for emesis blue fanart dat I'm gonna post soon so stay tuned!!!!!

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #tf2 spy #tf2 scout #tf2 pyro #tf2 sniper #miss pauling #fatty fatty no parents #emesis blue #tf2 medic #sorry not sorry for the brainrot one #fourth pic is platonic duh

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twelvepackofsaltybones · 2 months

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