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corpsebunniie · 3 months
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warning: springtrap, blood and guts.
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silly painting style of springtrap or "Pintrap" as im calling him, i drew him based on a pin up photo i found on pinterest @spaciebabie come get your mans hes being a whore
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its-flame-art · 7 months
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“wait a minute. wait a minute, Doc. ah... are you telling me that you built a time machine...out of a DeLorean?”
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justabeewithapen · 3 months
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Guess who has chalk again!~
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pepistle · 2 months
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Tommy aka Jolene (Maverick's Version) — mostly I came up with this after listening to Jolene a lot lol
Lyrics:
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy
It’s getting hard to know when this began 
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy
I’m begging you — just leave me when you can
I hated you starting in that bar
Cause you fucked my plans, grinning like a shark  
but then I held him in my arms, Tommy
Blood was drying on my hands
when you said you were sorry and 
maybe you were more than cold and ice, Tommy
When I’m awake, I think at night 
I think of you ‘cause I’m dreaming fright 
At least that’s what I tell myself, Tommy
I think of you and your frosted hair 
And your steady hands when you're way up there 
Not how I feel, ‘cause I just can’t, Tommy.
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy
It’s getting hard to know when this began 
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy
I’m begging you — just leave me when you can
It’s something that I wanna fight 
‘Cause I don't know how to love you right 
Thirty-one broke something deep in me, Tommy
My broken parts aren’t good for you, 
Can't handle dragging you down too,  
Just let me go and get your stars, Tommy.
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy
It’s getting hard to know when this began 
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy
I’m begging you — just leave me when you can
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viscerat · 10 months
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pov ur a cop
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byanyan · 3 months
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fighting off my existential dread today by making some gifs don't mind me
bonus just because:
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jimmyspades · 3 months
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lizalfosrise · 2 months
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Special Delivery!~
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Box is pretty cute!
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W-nyan!!
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Pretty adorable, look at that lil tail
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Me when I lurk
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arcanegifs · 1 year
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Mythmaker Caitlyn in League of Legends: Wild Rift Mythmaker Skinline Cinematic
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ironunderstands · 4 months
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Look either the Tsaritsa genuinely cares for Childe and treats him like her Child(e) or she treats him like a piece of trash that can be discarded at any moments notice. There is no middle ground for me, and I genuinely believe those are the only two options that really make sense for her. The only amount of nuance I will accept is if she does care, but has to keep it hidden for whatever reason
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tsukishimahajime · 1 year
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koito doodle on my fridge whiteboard
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kitsoa · 1 year
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A little linked universe talk here but every time there's a new chapter I'm reminded that everyone has a million perfect reasons why their favorite link is their favorite. I mean, they are all precious.
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jekyllnahyena · 2 years
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Oh Captain! My Captain!
wanted to draw my three Captain oc together so, eh, here. might have gone a bit off the rails. heh.
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Hehe more Chikao and Peng shenanigans - buuuut this time I might end up doing a Part 2 lol. Whoops.
This also ended up longer on its own than I meant for it to be lol. Whoopsies.
I love them. They're so annoying <3
Anyway not much to say soo enjoy
 How Peng had landed up the designated babysitter for Chikao's “solo” missions, they had no idea.
   Well.  Technically, they were her “mission partner” or whatever.
   But as Peng watched Chikao struggle to climb a wall and completely forget she had powers, Peng felt like babysitter was appropriate.
   “Peeeeeeeeng!” Chikao complained as she glared up at the smooth white walls that blocked her path to the curved roof.
   Peng sighed and rubbed the bridge of their beak as they stamped down irritation. ”What is it now?“ They sighed.
   Chikao grinned with her teeth at them.  ”How do you get over this?“
   Peng rolled their eyes and walked up to the wall with an exasperated sigh. ”Short.“ They commented.  They pretended not to notice the glare Chikao shot their way.  With a golden flash, they unfurled their metal wings, scratched and scraped up by the several recent fights.  They jumped and flapped their wings to land on the roof and dug their talons into the golden rooftop, then turned and looked down at Chikao, who watched them with narrowed eyes.
   ”Okay, but how do I get up there?  I don't have mystical metal wing - oh.“ Chikao's mini glare dropped into realization. 
   ”You forgot about your powers again?“ Peng raised an eyebrow.  They didn't have time for this.  They were already spending way too long here.
   ”Yeah.“ Chikao chuckled.  Peng's feathers ruffled with the wind as Chikao gathered wind and blew herself onto the top of the roof, then grinned at Peng.  Peng rolled their eyes again and turned to look out across the realm.  The golden rooftops shone in the eternal sunlight of the Celestial Realm, pristine and untouched except for where Peng and Chikao stood.  The marble pathways were smooth and pristine, bordered with gold engraved with delicately crafted carvings.  ”What are we here for again?“
   Peng looked at her.  ”You must be joking.“ They said.  Chikao grinned at them in a way that really didn't say either way.  Peng rolled their eyes again and shook their head as they pressed their face into their hand.  ”We're never going to survive this.“ They muttered.
   “What?” Chikao asked.  When Peng looked up, she was hanging off of the rooftop edge and holding onto it with her *feet*, her shoes abandoned at the flat surface on top.
   ”What are you doing?“ Peng hissed as they quickly grabbed the back of Chikao's ”armor“ (honestly, Peng wasn't sure if it even counted as armor) and hauled her back onto the roof.
   ”What?  I was getting a closer look.” Chikao grinned at Peng.
   Peng sighed and scanned the Celestial Realm.  ”We're here for Nezha's spear.“
   ”Oh!  I know where it is!“ Chikao grinned.
   Peng's wings slowly lowered and they let out a deep sigh.  ”And...why, do you know that, Chikao?“ Peng slowly turned their gaze from the shining Celestial Realm to the monkey behind them.
   Chikao blinked at them for a moment, then grinned.  ”This way!“ She declared as she leaped off of the roof to the curved surface of another one, somehow without sliding off.  Peng grumbled and resisted the urge to shout after her.  They didn't need to draw any attention.  They reluctantly grabbed the shoes Chikao had left on the roof and flapped their wings a couple times, then took off after her, careful to fly low to the rooftops and avoid catching the attention of any guards.
   Eventually, Chikao stopped on the edge of a rooftop.  Peng hovered over her and dropped her shoes on her head, then landed beside her and withdrew their wings with a flash.
   ”Hey.“ Chikao grumbled as she shoved her shoes back on.  She pointed to a home marked with three lotuses on the top.  ”Nezha's!“ She grinned.
   Peng sighed.  ”Alright.“ They crouched at the edge of the rooftop and narrowed their eyes.  They scanned the white-and-gold building for any sign of windows or easy entry.  The Celestial Realm must've been allergic to windows or something, though, because not a single building seemed to have windows on them, and Nezha's home was no exception. 
   Before Peng could open their mouth to start outlining, oh, you know, a *plan*, strawberry fur flashed out of the corner of their eye as Chikao jumped down from the roof and into the broad sunlight of the pathway.
   ”Chikao!“ Peng hissed quietly.  Whether Chikao ignored them or couldn't hear them they didn't know, but she continued walking.  She walked right up the stairs, to the front door, and knocked.
   She.  KNOCKED?
   After a long moment (and a couple more enthusiastically rhythmic knocks), the door opened.  Peng couldn't hear anything, but Nezha's expression quickly went from cautious confusion to complete shock, which then shifted into irritation and frustration as he gritted his teeth.  Whatever Nezha was saying, it was obvious he was frustrated with Chikao.
   And for once in Peng's life, they could relate.
   After a moment of conversation Peng couldn't hear, Chikao suddenly raced off with Nezha right behind her.  The door was left wide open.
   Peng sighed and shook their head as they quietly glided off the roof and up to Nezha's doorway.  If nothing else, the little monkey made for a good distraction.
    Peng peered inside to find Nezha's home was nothing like the extravagant towering homes with images created with glistening jewels ingrained in the walls that they'd imagined.
   Nezha's home made Peng wonder if Nezha did anything besides work.
   Maps and to-do lists were strewn on the walls with every inch of desk and tablespace covered in papers.  Some papers were blank or only had a couple ink splotches on them, while others had long paragraphs of words written in fancy letters.  A half-finished ham-and-cheese sandwich lied on the coffee table, and a weapon stand sat against one of the empty walls.  To Nezha's credit, for the mess that was his home, the papers were all organized into their own stacks and generally neat.  Peng shuddered slightly.  So much paperwork.  Invitations to meetings, sign-offs, they couldn't imagine living such a restricted and orderly life, let alone defending that.  They shook their head and stepped inside, and carefully and quietly closed the door behind them.  The flooring and walls were cool and smooth, painted creamy pink and only decorated with a single lotus carpet just within the doorway, and a couple of photos on the wall.  One was of Nezha and Iron Fan presumably in training, where Nezha had the biggest and most genuine smile Peng had ever seen from the prince.  The second was a portrait of Nezha, tired and frowning.  Closer to the Nezha Peng had fought.
   Peng sighed and shook their head.  ”This place is going to give me sensory deprivation.“ They muttered as they stepped past the living room and checked the rooms of the hallway.  They located his bedroom at the end of the hall and stepped inside to see their target on the other side of the bed, which was cloaked in a large lotus blanket that draped off of the sides.
   Peng rolled their eyes as they slipped past and grabbed the cool metal of the golden-headed spear.  ”Does he have anything that's not a lotus?“ They muttered as they swiftly and carefully made their way out of Nezha's home.
   When Peng turned away from the door and looked to the sky, they could only hope the streaks of pink and gold flashing across the sky like lightning was because the Celestial Realm had colorful storms. 
   Peng sighed as they gritted their teeth in annoyance.  ”Alright, little monkey, what did you do?“
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vergina-spva · 1 year
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Sanji or zoro
Smash or Pass
Sanji or Zoro? How about Sanji and Zoro?
Zoro - hard smash. He's an idiot and I find that very attractive. (also his tits. Also he can be really cool. He's actually just a himbo and I like that.)
Sanji.... hmmm. He looks good and can be really cool, but the way he treats women kinda puts me off. It's kinda annoying. So, I'm gonna say it will probably depend on my mood, but.... leaning a little more to pass (sorry Sanji)
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pagesofkenna · 2 years
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moment of silence for whatever the hell happened to Dragon Prince
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