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demigod-of-the-agni · 9 months
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The pishacha are manifestations of evil itself, locked within a cursed amulet. The wearer of the amulet is at the mercy of the demon, known for possessing humans and feeding off their host's chakra energy. However, if symbiosis is achieved, the pishacha can grant its host a myriad of powerful abilities.
I just needed to draw something cool okay. I needed to draw some cool goop and some cool looks okay. okay. if I didn't post this I would have exploded okay
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matchstique · 3 months
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Venus 💙
IDW TMNT
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whereismyhat5678 · 2 months
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Guys I have done it- It took me a while to cook up but-
HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!!! 💝💝💘💘💓💓✨✨🍫🍫
I unfortunately couldn’t finish it yesterday cuz I had a hair appointment to attend too 💇‍♀️💇‍♀️✨✨
But other than that I made these two guys:
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Btw I think I got a new headcannon (kinda-)! When Peppino is feeling anxious, annoyed, stressed, etc: his mustache is down and just looks flat or stretched. When he’s either happy or around Gus and genuinely feels safe: his mustache curves like shown here 💞💞☝️☝️
Hehe, these two love each other so much 💗💗
But don’t think that’s all!! I I did this for fluff….
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But I also made something spicy..
(Tw(?): It’s that one shirtless Peppino sprite- 💀)
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Look at your own risk-
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(I can’t do backgrounds FOR SHIT but I love how this came out it took me HOURS-)
*clears throat* Happy Valentine’s Day guys 💕💕
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identityquest · 10 months
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babycat hero moments
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tartrazeen · 3 months
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The absolute fantasy I have of Connor being interviewed as one of the five androids on that revolution's stage, months later, if not a full year, after having gone back to working with the DPD on their cold cases to microdose on his need for murder but still helping Jericho on the side...
... all to reveal that he's the one android with a really fucked up sense of humour, where half of the joke is how much of a nerdy, boring, passive, paper-pushing guy he is around the precinct.
I live for that reveal. 🥰 I imagine so many ways for everyone in the DPD to get that "CONNOR DID WHAT?!" snap of reality, all for Connor to be like 🙂 back at them as always.
Just.
Y'know.
:)
So right now I'm picturing an interview where he's openly admitting it on national TV, fully aware the other cops are tuning in 'cause - haha, it's Connor! He's on TV! Maybe he'll do something other than his stupid customer service smile!
And immediately, they tune into the part talking about Connor's reputation for psychological 'pranks'
Connor: it's not that i'm out to hurt anyone. i just like playing little jokes :)
Interviewer: Jokes meant to scare people?
Connor: not scare. more to... sow doubt :)
Interviewer: Can you give me an example?
Connor: i mean... the joke is that no one but me really knows the answer. i can tell you the set-up for one, but i can't give you the whole thing.
Interviewer: Because the truth would spoil it.
Connor: correct :) i'm like a magician
Interviewer: Alright. Well, tell us the set-up.
Connor: :D okay. so at the christmas party, i gave everyone soap as a gift
Interviewer: ...
Connor: :D
Interviewer: Soap.
Connor: :D hand-made bars. it was an interesting process. i enjoyed learning how to do it. and they were personalized for everyone there
Interviewer: Was something wrong with the soap?
Connor: i hope not :( they were very nice bars of soap
Interviewer: Interesting.
Connor: of course :D have you seen fight club?
Interviewer: What?
Connor: it's a movie :D it's also a book :D they make soap in it
The Entirety of the DPD, Who Have Very Much Seen Fight Club:
Connor: their key to soap is the ingredients
Interviewer: Our producer just said that in the book, they use... body parts?
Connor: :D
Interviewer: So... the joke is using body parts in soap?
Connor: oh
Connor: no no
Connor: that's still the set-up
Connor: the joke is 'where would i even get them' :)
Interviewer:
Connor: :D
Interviewer:
Connor: see? it's funny :D
Interviewer: I'm... not sure I follow.
Connor: oh don't worry :)
Connor: they did :)
The Entirety of the DPD, Picturing Every Way Connor Has Access to Morgues and Crime Scenes: o_o
Connor: :D hi hank hi chris hi ben
Connor: Gavin.
Gavin: 👁️👄👁️
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theswedishpajas · 13 hours
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A lil thing inspired by an outfit in this art by @alibonbonn and an unfinished bonus inspired by another in this art by @oneslimybastard
I just want him to enjoy the sun still 🧡🥺🦇🥺🧡 (and get an excuse to draw us in our matching AND clashing outfits 😤)
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bubblegum-hurricane · 11 months
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Shows that were cancelled after only 1-3 seasons, and I’m never getting over it:
The Carrie Diaries
The Secret Circle
Dallas (2012)
Suburgatory
Don’t Trust the B in Apartment 23
Pushing Daises
Wonderfalls
GCB (Good Christians Bitches)
The Right Stuff
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good-beanswrites · 6 months
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Could you write a drabble for Mikoto and Shidou plus Blood? This request miiight be inspired by the fact that Mikoto mentions his body hurting a lot but doesn't seem to be receiving any medical treatment, either because Mahiru and Fuuta take priority or because there's no obvious cause, and therefore cure, to his pain...
👀👀👀 Thank you, this is such a good combo ough!! It's so interesting how much focus the others get when it comes to physical health, since Mikoto has clearly complained of his condition :( It looks like Milgram is trying to push the idea that he's completely oblivious to his alters, but I spun it where he's aware, just deep in denial. So have some Mikoto angst to get us hyped for Double!
Mikoto should be grateful. He was lucky. That’s what he kept repeating to himself. He had both of his eyes intact. Both his arms. He was strong enough to walk around freely. He wasn’t on the verge of death, or collapse. Thus, he should be grateful no one was offering him any help, because it meant he didn’t need it. He repeated it again. Maybe this time he would believe it.
With a groan, his body rolled out of bed. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d woken up actually feeling rested. Everything ached. His muscles tightened with soreness. His throat felt as raw as his knuckles, though he hadn’t been using either. He had no desire to lift his arms over his head, or twist around too much, so he didn’t change out of yesterday’s uniform. Maybe the belts and buckles had made it difficult to sleep. The theory wasn’t a convincing one, but dwelling on things like that had never gotten him anywhere.
He ran his fingers once through his hair, combing out a bit of the mess. Looking in a mirror was the last thing he needed. He made his way to the dining hall. 
The others trickled in for breakfast. His appetite, at least, hadn’t suffered. He hardly noticed the others giving him wide-eyed stares. What were they expecting? Of course he was looking worse for wear, given the circumstances. He ignored them, glad to focus on the hot meal before him.
A hand weighed heavy on his shoulder.
“Mikoto,” Shidou’s voice may have remained calm, but it was urgent. “Do you need some help?”
“Huh?” He shrugged his hand away, offering a weak smile. “I’m fine! Oh, I think Kazui was saving a seat for you over there, if you --”
“-- How about we go to my cell for a moment? Or yours, if that would be more comfortable.”
What was everyone’s problem this morning? Mikoto did his best to keep his voice pleasant. “Really, man, I’m good.” 
Shidou’s expression remained unmoving. Very carefully, he informed him, “you’re bleeding. Pretty badly by the look of it. You’re coming with me.” 
Mikoto blinked. He looked over his shoulder, following Shidou’s gaze. The back of his uniform was torn across the center. A significant splotch of blood seeped into the material, growing even larger as he shifted to see it. 
“...Oh…” 
Back in Shidou’s cell, sad to have left his breakfast plate behind, he slumped into a chair. Shidou gathered together some supplies. As always, he got right to the point. “What happened?”
“I… I’m not sure. I don’t remember anything from last night. I don’t remember most nights, recently. I know that sounds crazy, but…”
“It’s fine. I have definitely heard crazier.” He smiled, something gentle and reassuring. As usual, there was something hidden behind his eyes. It was as if he already knew what Mikoto was up to late at night that earned him so much soreness the following days. He didn’t offer an explanation, though. Mikoto didn’t press him for one.
He winced as he was helped out of his uniform. Removing his shirt revealed the mysterious gash. Shidou’s eyes widened at the array of scratches and scars. Some were fresh, but most originated long before Milgram. Though he didn’t ask, Mikoto answered.
“I’m pretty clumsy, huh?” Maybe this time he would believe it. 
Shidou was kind enough to pretend to. “Here, allow me…”
Shidou got to work cleaning and dressing the injuries. Mikoto closed his eyes. Even though the disinfectant stung, and sometimes those gloved fingers pressed a little two hard, it felt nice to have things patched up. 
“Is there anything else going on? Are you feeling pain anywhere else?”
Mikoto could have laughed. He didn’t. “I’m just sore. And my head’s been killing me, but I’m used to migraines. Perks of the verdict, I’m sure.”
Shidou hummed in thought. 
“Thanks, by the way. I’ll try to be more careful.” Not that he had much choice in the matter, it seemed. But he’d do his best. 
Shidou kept his face straight, but there were traces of pain in his voice. “I will too. I’m sorry, Mikoto. If I had known… I’ve been distracted lately, but I should have paid closer attention.”
“It’s fine,” he flashed a grin. “I know the others are pretty fucked up. And I’m not dying or anything. I’m lucky, you know?”
“I wouldn’t say so. Doctors don’t only treat the dying.”
Mikoto frowned. 
It didn’t take much longer to finish treatment. Shidou gave him a few instructions about the bandages, then offered him a clean shirt. “You’re good to go. I’ll be checking in more often, now. I’ll see if I can find something for your head.” 
“Thanks. Really.”
He returned Mikoto’s torn uniform. “You should talk to Es about getting a new one. Until then, you’ll want to clean this with --”
Mikoto waved a dismissive hand, heading out of the cell. “Don’t worry, I know how to wash blood out of my clothes. Er, that sounds bad. I’m just a clutz, yeah? The blood’s always been my own.”
Maybe this time he would believe it.
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gaymersasuke · 2 years
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[...] the sky was painting him colours, too. Sasuke scanned the way the light tinted his face…the creases in his eyes. The way the scars stretched across his cheeks. The memory of his smile was written all over his face—Naruto's big, toothy grin. His soft, smaller understanding. The sunset caught along the strands of his hair, as if the rays of the sun found one of their own, and Naruto's eyes turned to him—
Sasuke looked away.
Two is a Crowd by @kinomiakai
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engagemythrusters · 6 months
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Protecting that which is most precious: soup.
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beatcroc · 8 months
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hey yo this is kinda silly but, i've been having a stressful last few days and seeing you commenting about my art actually helped a lot. so just wanted to pop in and say thanks, and i drew the funny little man for you
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hope i got the shapes right hehe
ouughbnghbhndbhgngbdgh i
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the silly so real....thank u... an honor to help
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hecksupremechips · 1 year
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The 999 cast is very important to me and there’s so much good about them but I think one big thing they have is that they’re all smart and contribute to the story
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mochacat09 · 9 months
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Twst Mc after the 4th overblot:
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floofle-universe · 2 years
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new Cloak ad just dropped….
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sugarcandydoll · 1 month
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i drank too much iced coffee n now my tummy hurts n heart is going boom boom ૮₍ ꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ ₎ა
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throwdownyourheart · 2 months
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