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laurents-secret-diary · 4 months
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oh damen we're really in it now.mp4
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luck-of-the-drawings · 2 months
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THIS THING IS SCUUUFFED AS HELL & ITS ALSO THE BEST THING I HAVE ANIMATED THUS FAR. IM SO IN LOVE WITH EMIZEL. JUST WISH I GAVE HIM MORE STUPID TATTOOS. NEXT TIME THO. NEXT TIME. I ALSO LOVE VEX&VIV SOOOO MUCH. charlies flavor of Deranged is my FAVORITE!!
#cw gore#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#jrwi suckening#jrwi suckening spoilers#ACTULY FINISHED THIS A WHILE AGO. kept going back n forth between trying to work on it more or call it done#in the end i chose DONE!! i worked on this for a full day n a half. NO idea what possesed me but it is NOT happenin again anytime soon#i shall do better NEXT TIME!! in the meantime tho OH MY GOOOOOD WHO WANTS TO SCREAM ABT THE SUCKENING WITH ME#THE FUCKINNN THE FUCKIN THING WITH VEX N VIV BEING THE SHADOW LEADERS OF THE FANGS/DEMONS#OH MMYY GOOOODDD THATS THEIR LIL MEAT GENERATOR... THTS SO FUCKED UP AND COOL UUUGHHH I LOVE THEM...#THEIR FLAVORE IS SO WONDERFUL. I LOOOVE HOW SILLY THEY ARE. MAKING PUNS WHILE PULLIN A SCREAMING VICTIM APART#vex n his lil fashiony art workshop and viv n her sterile n clean doctors office#i bet she doesnt even HAVE a medical liscense. it would be funny if vex did tho. could u imagine#they main MEDIC in tf2 together. viv is the battlemedic while vex only pocket medics for her. COULD U IMAGINE#guh i could go on abt these two forever n ever n ever i LOVE THEMM i gotta draw em more....#OH ALSO before i run outa room. i should say. i took inspiration from a tf2 animation called POOTIS ENGAGED#the animator. Ceno0. uses black bars in the action sequences in SUCH A COOL WAYYY everytime i watch that video i feel inspired#oneday ill make more complex fight scenes... one day....#in the meantime UGHHH I LOVE THE SUCKENING SO MUUUCH CAN I JUST FUCKIN SAAAYY THAT I THINK EMIZEL IS A SMART COOKIE!!#THESE PPL FUCKING FEAR HIM NOW!!! 'SHAMIA SHAMI' IS NOW THEIR MORTAL ENEMY!! POWERFUL ILLUSIONIST. CANT DIE.#THAT PART AT THE END THERE WHERE HE FUCKIN. KILLS HIMSELF INFRONTA THEM. THATS SO AWESOME. THATS SO METAL. AND THEN HE COMES BACK!!#I WATCHED EP 7 ASWELL BUT I WONT SPOIL IT HERE. BUT OMYGOD. EMIZEL IS SO COOL AND CAPABLE N SMART N FUNNY N UGHHHHHH I LOVE HIMMMMM#OKAY THATS MY RAMBLE FOR THE DAY THANKYOU FOR READING. I READ ALL TAGS SO YOU SHOULD RAMBLE TOO. IF YOU WANT. IF YOU CAN.
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Omfg they’re edging us
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thinking about lord president fivey so have this
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badolmen · 2 years
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RIP to all of the British people who have to deal with the BBC/national officials shutting the country down the next few weeks that’s gonna be rough.
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『会社に行きたくないOLちゃん』フィギュア化 by 大嘘@コミティア147参加
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berrysquared · 1 year
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Intro page on Pearl for the Superhero au!
Shes a reporter trying to find out Hotguys and Cuteguys identities (with the help of her dog Tilly who is trained in breaking and entering the police office to get classified reports). She also has a fanclub
Pearl and (detective) Fasle have a long-standing rivalry going on over who can crack a case faster and their current race is over the superhero identities
(Also very sorry for how long this took to post, i fooled around and had to do some woodworking for uni, will try to get things out faster <3)
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monarchamos · 11 months
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thinking abt an au where dazai convinces chuuya to ditch the pm and join the ada and he gives chuuya his trench coat bc "its tradition for new recruits to receive a piece of clothing from the person who brought them in"
also chuuya totally has to hem it and it STILL is nearly floor-length and he has to actually tie its belt and it goes off his shoulders (yk like that one official art that everyone loves you know the one)
dazai's like “chuuya you dont actually have to wear it if it really is too big we literally have a 21 cm height diff i understand”
but chuuya is so adamant on wearing it bc its the first sign he's gone into the light and it reminds him of detective murase and its a gift from dazai he can't just not wear the oversized trench coat
UPDATE: I drew it
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lokiiied · 5 months
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just some lokius frames from s2 ep1 that make me sick:
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bonus:
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violent138 · 7 months
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Definitely once, while Nightwing was giving Gordon an update on a case, there were three beeps in the distance and Nightwing tilted his head down to listen to a non-existent police radio.
"My bad." Nightwing shook his head and laughed. "What was I saying?"
Gordon narrowed his eyes, because he just did that too. "You're a cop??"
And Nightwing's laugh dies in horror.
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owcaunion · 1 year
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Agent P, Agent P, and Agent P
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queenoftheimps · 28 days
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Armand: [Daniel] wants you in pieces for the privilege of putting you together how he sees fit. Louis: It's his job. Armand: It's his drug. He's reveling in it. >:( Daniel, in the other room: I wonder if I can watch the Mets on TV from Dubai.
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thespiritssaidso · 2 months
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I feel like at some point during the show Shawn should have made a bet that he could solve a case without using his (fake) psychic powers.
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Mmmmmm new genre, free-to-torture hero!!! have funnnn cute butt~
These were probably the first ten minutes in the last twenty-four hours which were bearable. Assessing the situation was difficult, given the lack of information the hero had.
A lot of broken ribs and neither their femur nor their back were doing so well either. In truth, the hero was quite sure they wouldn’t survive this. The first hours or so had been alright: even though they didn’t have any weapons, they were doing pretty well, fighting against whoever came through that door, but with time, they’d grown weaker and with that, were subdued by the torture and violence.
“I came as soon as I heard. An opportunity like this attracts many flies.” The hero looked up at their nemesis who seemed uncharacteristically unfocused. They avoided the hero’s eyes, walking up and down the small room the supervillain had set up. “You got a lot of fans waiting for you outside.”
The hero didn’t answer. They were exhausted, ready for the villain’s fist or a knife. With the only rule being “don’t kill the hero,” they were ready for a lot worse. A few broken bones were merciful.
But the villain didn’t lash out. Instead they walked over to the hero and crouched down.
“How many people were in here?” The hero shrugged and it was the truth: they didn’t know. Time was weird here. It was weird when they were outside of their normal routines. “Alright…”
The villain sighed and to the hero’s huge surprise they opened a water bottle.
“It’s cold, so be careful,” they warned and buried their hand in the hero’s hair at the back of their head. They pulled a little, forcing the hero to lean back and drink when they connected the bottle with their lips.
And the hero did drink, greedily.
“Easy,” the villain said, decreasing the tilt of the bottle. “Take it easy.”
The hero grabbed the villain’s wrists weakly when they pulled away.
“It’s alright,” the villain mumbled. “It’s yours, okay?”
The hero didn’t let go of them, they couldn’t. They weren’t ready for more pain, for more broken bones.
Hell, they’d been in their apartment, all vulnerable when the supervillain had kidnapped them. They weren’t even sure if they could find peace again if they went home. Being torn out of their bed, drugged, beaten…they hadn’t had time to think about it but for some reason, all of it came crashing down on them.
With the little strength they had left, they pulled the villain towards them and the villain made a sound close to a yelp. They nearly fell onto the hero. However, they managed to put their hand on the wall behind their enemy and steady themselves.
Rather desperately, the hero realised that all the stability they had left came from their nemesis. An enemy they knew better than anyone, an enemy who knew them better than anyone. They cupped their face, thumbs on the villain’s cheeks and their other fingers around their jawline.
“I’m so glad you’re here,” the hero whispered. They were nose to nose and the distance between them was less than little. Lips nearly touching. They were breathing the same air, each other’s air, looking at each other, holding each other…
“I…” the villain began but didn’t manage to finish. They couldn’t seem to concentrate today. Their eyes dropped to the hero’s lips but jumped back up in the split of a second.
“Do they pay to be in here?” the hero asked. It was a question that had just crossed their mind. If there was one thing more humiliating than being locked up and tortured, it was someone else making money with it.
“…at first, no. The supervillain changed their mind, though. 10,000 for ten minutes. 75,000 for an hour,” they said. They started to move softly, letting their fingertips go over the hero’s torso. Whenever they touched a broken rib, the hero hissed, tears forming in their eyes and it was with great despair that they caught themselves wanting to beg.
They hadn’t begged. Hadn’t sobbed when the others didn’t pull their punches. But right now, with the villain touching them, the hero wanted to beg and cry. They wanted to completely shatter in the villain’s arms.
“I wanted to pay more but they only let me do an hour,” the villain said gently. “I don’t think I can do much in that time, but…”
They’d brought painkillers, bandages, food…the hero wanted to cry their eyes out and come with them but they also knew that both of them would be killed as soon as they came out of that door.
“I’ll find a way to get you out of here. One of my henchmen is coming by later today as well. He’ll bring you something warm to eat.” They started working on the hero’s torso, bandaging wounds and stitching the nasty ones. The whole time, the hero needed to touch them, needed to feel their skin on theirs.
More than once, the villain reminded them that they needed both hands to stitch the wound.
“You’ll be out by tomorrow, I promise. I know it’s too much to ask for but…I need you to hold on a little more.”
The hero nodded weakly but their tears wouldn’t stop when the hour was over.
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alleesaur · 1 year
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Portrait of a businessman
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declamationark · 4 months
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Danny gets punted into the DC universe for some reason and proceeds to haunt Gotham because it’s gothic and there’s this hero cave with a bunch of cool tech (he misses Sam and Tucker) and this big family (he misses his mom and his dad and his big sis). He helps the vigilantes there with their battles and writes info he learns from spying on rogues on sticky notes (he misses clockwork) to leave by the files in the batcave. He thinks he’s being slick and stealthy but all the batfam realizes he’s there and basically pspspspspsps him into the family and somehow Danny never catches on
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