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dkettchen · 11 months
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cursed construction core hi vis bra that came to me in a dream
In the dream I saw it in the window display of a hardware/DIY/trade shop, implying it was meant to be a practical garment designed for actual female constructions workers in a Female Armour level missed-the-brief attempt at gender inclusion
The practical support from the visible underwire combined with the hi vis implying it’s not meant to be worn as an undergarment, I just-
I blame my binge-reading ND Stevenson’s gender comics talking abt masculinity and femininity incl the one abt Victoria’s Secret lingerie yesterday for this monstrosity x’D
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paperbullets · 7 months
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@who-do-i-know-this-man
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unhinged-popsocket · 3 months
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ask game thing list 5 things which make ye happy and then send this to 10 ppl who have rbed things from you
Uhoh
I don’t have 5 things that make me happy
Sure there’s stuff that provides pleasure or satisfaction, but I wouldn’t call most of that ‘making me happy’
Neway
1. My friens/socialising
2. Making music
Imma just turn this into a tag game instead of an ask game, feels more appropriate
Last 10 people to reblog stuff from me:
@willowyew @dyle-zacharius-ann @maybeestonian @boccher @sammperson @salt-and-tie @princess-mihai @loveforkuja @tabnk2 @canofsouper
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magicgirlboss · 5 months
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john silver - i'm your man
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kiwitheft · 1 month
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when the clip studio paint trial won't let you export your images... screenshot it is!! haven't drawn anything in ages but I just adore the designs of the @clowncorps webcomic! here's agent mustard!
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r0b0t1me · 1 year
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sssmokin’
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only-lonely-www · 1 month
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So basically ATLA brain rot has hit me like a truck
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lonicera-edulis · 9 months
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puhpandas · 3 months
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some drawings of Fozzie!!!
fozzie is flashlight duos dog from my flashlight duo au + this fic specifically
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yugogeer012 · 9 months
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Oh, heya, there was one thought stuck in my head. I would be very interested to see Epic Chara and Frisk adults. I mean... What would they look like at 23 or... Even older
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Frisk is literally 27 yrs old in this lmao
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spooked-bees · 1 year
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Happy Birthday Hazel!
This is just an idea I had of everyone throwing Hazel a fancy little party where they all dress up nice
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themo-themo · 10 months
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another day, another win for the only healthy couple in hell
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kathaynesart · 1 year
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*pulls up a chair* So I have a goal for the @tmntaucompetition
My goal isn’t to win. I know I can not. In fact I’ve never held out for such a hope with any of the past polls I’ve been in. That is not why I compete. I enjoy these competitions simply because it’s a fun way to get to meet other creators, draw sillies, and to learn about new AU’s. I am rather shy you see, so if I’m given an external excuse to get to interact with people it makes it easier for me haha.
But now… I have a goal. My one goal is to last long enough that I get to compete against Cass’ AU. If I do then I have a proper excuse to draw out a crossover between @somerandomdudelmao CassTurtles reuniting with my ReplicaLeo and they can finally hug and cry out all the feelings after their tremendous loss.
No I’m still not over it.
I’m never going to be over it.
I need this closure, okay?
Heck I might draw even more! I have a several ideas!! But really I just need to see Leo give a couple of hugs and then get pummeled into the ground by the absolute SWEEP that will occur. That’s my one goal. I don’t know if I can make it that far. Or even if anyone on Cass’ side will still be alive since it seems like the story is going to be jumping ahead soon. But I’m gonna try! NOTE: I am not asking anyone to vote for me if you prefer the competition! I wanna earn this moment fair and square. I just needed to express what my endgame is and see if that’s something others would want as well.
To be honest, I wasn't planning on mentioning this little goal of mine (because again, I'm shy and don't want to feel like I'm calling anyone out), but after several days of constantly being bombarded with sad fanart and Cass' latest update earlier today, I had to get the emotions out.
Sorry and thank you.
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steklovodka · 6 months
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The Second Strike
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rustpath69 · 6 months
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im really bad at rendering
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yuesya · 2 months
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There's a girl lazily lounged over a chair in a café in the street.
She's sprawled out in a graceless, careless manner. One that causes more than a few people to turn their heads to glance at the shameless display of such uncouth mannerisms in a public area… but the white-haired girl herself does not appear to notice the attention at all. Instead, her attention is focused on the untouched slice of cake sitting on the table in front of her, with an expression that wavers between aversion and curiosity.
"Hello, Shiki. How have you been doing?"
Uraume watches impassively as Kenjaku strides forward and takes a seat across from the girl at her table with a smile. The girl does not return the greeting, however. Dark blue eyes flick towards him dismissively, then cut over to Uraume–
–no, not to Uraume. Nanami Shiki’s gaze rests upon Lord Sukuna.
“Fushiguro… no,” the girl mutters to herself. Then, straightens with a spark of something approaching interest in her eyes. “Ryomen Sukuna. I thought the vessel was the Itadori boy?”
“I’m afraid your news are rather outdated,” Kenjaku shakes his head, smiling. “But this was a recent development, so I don’t blame you for not knowing.”
“Hmm,” the girl says. She leans forward on the table, one hand lazily propped under her chin. “So. Why are you here?”
“Can’t you take a guess?” Kenjaku lifts his hands and raises his palms harmlessly. “We seek the fingers that you have in your possession –Ryomen Sukuna’s fingers. For what price would you be willing to part with them?”
“No.”
Kenjaku raises an eyebrow. “‘No?’ You would take the side of sorcerers in this conflict? Is that what you really want, now?”
“If you really knew what I wanted,” the girl informs him simply, “Then you would know better than to show yourself before me like this.”
A momentary stillness; the calm before the storm.
Kenjaku promptly throws himself backwards, right as the tip of a knife grazes his jugular. There are startled shouts from all around them, at the sudden, unexpected sight of a girl pulling out a weapon in the middle of broad daylight–
Uraume hadn’t expected this, either. Hadn’t expected the girl to suddenly just attack like this, with no care for anything or anyone around her. Snake-like cursed spirits spring up from beneath Kenjaku’s feet, hissing as they leap towards the now-hostile curse user–
She doesn’t pause for a single instant, slicing through them all like paper. Including the regular humans who’d been swept up in the wave of Kenjaku’s cursed spirits. There’s absolutely no hesitation at all, not even the slightest hint of pause.
“This is a little much, don’t you think?”
“Did you honestly think I wouldn’t recognize you?” The girl levels her knife at Kenjaku, “Araya’s collaborator.”
Cursed energy flares, and there is the cold flash of a blade–
Lord Sukuna catches the knife and shatters it in his bare palm; the girl changes targets immediately, somehow procuring another knife out of nowhere.
The best option would be to negotiate. But if it comes down to a battle… make sure that she doesn’t cut you. Nanami Shiki’s abilities are… very lethal.
Lord Sukuna gestures sharply with his hand; a long gash opens up instantly on the curse user, who doesn’t appear to feel the pain at all, for all the effect that the gaping wound has on their movements. Uraume’s hands slam onto the ground; jagged spire of ice surging forward and–
The girl glances over at Uraume, and suddenly Uraume is… frozen. Frozen in place and unable to move even a single finger, heart gripped tight with some unholy, inexplicable terror, but that can’t be right, Uraume can’t be–!
“Uraume,” Lord Sukuna says. Why does it sound as if Lord Sukuna’s voice is coming from somewhere far, far away? “Don’t interfere.”
Uraume attempts to open their mouth to respond. They are unable to.
The girl looks away from Uraume. Uraume’s body collapses forward, and… and…
“Are they important to you?”
“Merely a competent subordinate.”
The girl hums, a noncommittal sound. There’s a corner of Uraume’s mind that burns with anger at such disrespect shown to Lord Sukuna, but at the same time he is also keenly aware that the level of battle that is about to take place is not something within his abilities to–
Casually, the girl’s hands rise up and fold together into a seal in front of her chest.
“Let’s see,” she says, “Domain Expansion.”
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