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oliviawhen · 2 years
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Another splatoon another climb up the ladder. All my little celebratory soups squid drawings.  <コ:彡
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alexandrasketch · 1 year
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Secret cephalopod gift for @oliviawhen! Merry Squidmas!
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Hangin' (upside-down) in Dundee (TWIT sighting)
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egophiliac · 3 months
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(almost) four years in, and I finally had time to draw something for the anniversary! woo! 🎉🎉🎉
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skellydun · 6 months
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IT IS OVER!!!!! WORK IS OVER FOR THE DAY!!!!! EVERYBODY CLAP!!!! YAY END OF WORK DAY!!!
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stevesbipanic · 4 months
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@steddielovemonth Day 7: Love Is Silently Passing Them A Pickle Because You Know It’s Their Favorite @steddieasitgoes
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Steve loves pickles, luckily Robin hates them, claims they're an abomination. So, whenever the diner messes up and there's a big green pickle on her plate she doesn't even need to say anything he's already reaching over and taking it off her plate. They're a perfect match in that regard.
Eddie also loves pickles, he spends about five minutes at the beginning of the meal deciding if he wants to eat his burger or pickle first, it always makes Steve laugh.
Steve looked across the table after picking up his own burger to see a dejected looking Eddie. That wasn't normal, in fact Eddie had just been laughing telling Steve about the time Jeff got tangled up in his bass cord while twirling around the stage with Eddie.
"Eds? What's up?"
Eddie glanced up from his plate, a clearly forced smile growing across his face.
"Oh, nothing Stevie don't worry." He replied picking up his burger. Oh that's what was wrong, Eddie's plate was very much devoid of green crunchy goodness, they'd forgotten his pickle.
Steve picked up his pickle and plopped it on his boyfriend's plate, "What were you saying about Jeff? Did he really almost fall off the stage?"
Eddie looked shocked down at the pickle, "But, Steve, you love pickles."
Steve smiled, "I know, but I love you more." And Steve would give Eddie a million pickles just to see that smile.
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jojo-schmo · 10 months
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"We told our friends they were beautiful and recorded their reactions!"
Click the "read more" for the rest of the Waddle Dees' video :)
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I misremembered the Waddle Dee camera crew's broadcast as Channel DDD when it's actually Channel PPP. Sorry... blame the anime for planting the wrong name in my head haha :'D
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mlobsters · 8 days
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billie eilish - lunch (dir. billie eilish)
you need a seat? i'll volunteer 😋
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faeriekit · 8 months
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Health and Hybrids (XII)👽👻💚
[I can't remember the original prompt posters  for the life of me but here's a mashup between a cryptid!Danny, presumed-alien!Danny, dp x dc, and the prompt made the one body horror meat grinder fic.]
PART ONE is here PART TWOis here PART THREEis here PART FOUR is here and PART FIVE is here PART SIX is here and PART SEVEN is here PART EIGHT is here PART NINE is here PART TEN is here PART ELEVEN is here and this is part twelve.
💚 Ao3 Is here for all parts
Where we last left off... ??? ???? ...Itchy?? 👀
Trigger warnings for this story:  body horror | gore | post-dissection fic | dehumanization (probably) |  my nonexistent attempts at following DC canon. On with the show.
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…Danny still hates the container.
But really. This was how it was going to end all along.
He doesn’t like the container. But he mostly understands that it has a job and that job is to make the air inside this giant space ship more Air-Like so that his human lungs can absorb more air. He gets it. Even if the alien had to come back and explain it to him twice so that his brain could hold onto the information. Danny understands the container.
He just…
Danny is ill-formed and shallowly built and more a whisper than a body right now, because of. Because. Because of what they did.
And it hurt. What happened hurts now. It had hurt so badly. When Danny’s not real, it doesn’t hurt. His legs don’t hurt because they’re not real. His head doesn’t hurt because it’s not there. His belly doesn’t hurt because it’s imaginary. He’s not real. The pain can’t be real because he isn’t there to feel it.
…But if he ever wants to be real again….
The container looms.
…If Danny ever wants to be real again. This won’t be enough. Being a shadow of an idea of a dead teenager isn’t enough. If Danny is going to be real, to heal, this isn’t enough.
And he knows it isn’t. The burning proves it.
Danny runs his fingers around the rubber gasket of the container. Is it worth it? To face what happened to him? To understand how badly he was hurt? To remember the truth?
It doesn’t seem like it is. Danny wants to go back to his cot. He wants to hide under the thin sheet. He wants to make the room dark and hide in the corners and never be a person again.
But if Jazz was here…
If Jazz was here. She would want him to heal.
Danny doesn’t want to heal. He just wants to be better already. But Jazz would want him to heal. And Tucker. And Sam. And the ghosts who cheered him on, who fought for Danny until the last second.
Danny never sought death, but sometimes the green door pops into his visions in the dark of his bedroom and tries to coax him home.
…Danny clutches his rocket toy tight. He edges his way in.
The door of the chamber slams shut behind him.
It’s dark in here. Not too dark. Not completely. Just. Dark.
Danny takes a deep breath. He tries not to cry. He lays down on the bed in the container, and—
There’s a flush of light as his body tries to form. He’s not going to cry. He—
More light.
More pain.
More—
The memory of taking a blast straight to the face slams into Danny like cannonball.
And then he’s gone.
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“The patient, he— …in the hyperbaric chamber?! On his own?! How—“
“Showing symptoms of—vitals dropping—he—“
“—the—“
“—is on and on max capacity, we can’t go in and risk—“
“—fragile state—“
“Wait. Is that—“
“—Oh, Jesus fucking Christ—“
“…It’s moving.”
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rohirric-hunter · 1 day
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Pro tip: if it comes to your mealtime and you find you're not hungry, you should eat something anyway, especially if you're at work. Skipping meals is not an effective way to lose weight, if that's what you're trying to do, and it throws your metabolism off. You won't feel it, but your mind will be less sharp and depending on your job you may be putting people in danger.
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antrea · 19 days
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[24.05.07] vs. slovakia (exhibition friendly game)
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oliviawhen · 1 year
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Many games, foods, and group photos later, Team Lunch is still playing! Merry Squidmas @lokno!! 
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musicalchaos07 · 1 year
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I know we all want an og monster hunting trio revival in s5 but consider the following instead:
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It's giving The boys are back in town, the boys of summer, The boys are back. A little mansplain, manipulate, malewife. Very much introducing your new bestie to the one that got away and them hitting it off.
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angeloftheodd · 2 months
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Lunch at Lulu's House 🍔🏡
Pokémon: Johto League Champions (2001) 🏰🏆
Episode 16: Wobbu-Palooza! 🎊🩵
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icantalk710 · 4 months
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The long weekend's over, oh, the long weekend's done 🥱😩🥱
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sicc-nasti · 1 year
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Tfw you make the biggest mistake of your life (for the fifth time that day)
Surprisingly I reference a lot of tennis poses for Scout. They work so well for him :)))
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