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HELLO @starlit-bawka !! This is your gift for the @mcythorrorgiftexchange ! I'm ngl this was so silly and fun I hope you like it as much as I do! (Please click for better quality)
#eyebart#digital art#dsmp#dsmp art#dsmp badboyhalo#badboyhalo#the egg dsmp#mcythalloweenhorrorexchange#for the mods seeing this HI this is bonthebanana sending love from my mcyt art account
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Pinch hit for @solidaritytek in the @mcyt-yaoi-exchange ! Hope you enjoy!
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evil poll time
no secret third option you have to choose
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DBHC XISUMA OGH DOIFJXKLHHJL
sorry it's just,,,, him :(
I HATE THE FLOOR IS TAKING ME OUT FGBCGHNCJ IF THAT AINT HOW I’VE BEEN FEELING THE PAST 3 DAYS STRAIGHT. I am so unwell about him. Have a silly unfinished doodle from one of his s10 episodes that I never finished… silly guy could fix me. Silly guy… save me
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Guys just hear me out!!
Technoblade who feels much more comfortable in warm biomes, but chooses tundra over and over again because it makes him “look cool”. Because come on guys, living in the place with minimum starting items and animals, building there when snow gets in the way and night rolls in faster, looking so damn cool because his cape sways with each new even tiny breeze? Isn’t that so damn cool???
Anyways, as I was saying, Technoblade who moves in there to look cool but freezes on the inside every time he goes out of the cabin. I mean teeth chattering, hands gripping the cape and wrapping it around him to keep himself just a bit warm, keeping Steve around to just warm up against his fur and while in the cabin not stopping the fireplace running until it’s Nether hot.
I know everyone adores the concept of Techno being completely unbothered by the cold because he’s much hotter (pun intended) but let’s be real this man would bring in the warmest coats in the whole server just to not freeze to death. All because he wanted to prove a point that he’ll live away from everyone and will feel absolutely wonderful
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Ohhh im thinking about him again... pigy.y..,,,
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hey mcytblr i want to know
#IT WAS STAMPY & DANTDM AT ONCE.#its been over a decade since my mcyt phase began and it never ended. goodbye forever
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Here is the fic!!! @mcytblraufest
Hello chat its aufest time again this time I got to draw Xisuma and Exavion 😈😈😈 they are my SQUINKIES.
i got to work with THE @tunastime on this and I will reblog the link of the fic !!!!!!!!! >:D EVERYONE GO READ IT
This has been SO FUN (explodes everywhere)
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Hello chat its aufest time again this time I got to draw Xisuma and Exavion 😈😈😈 they are my SQUINKIES.
i got to work with THE @tunastime on this and I will reblog the link of the fic !!!!!!!!! >:D EVERYONE GO READ IT
This has been SO FUN (explodes everywhere)
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On board of spacecraft Sheriff-2, the mood is shifted slightly from what it used to be like for the last couple of weeks. They are approaching their final destination. Jimmy looks at the man tenderly combing his honorary co-pilot's fur and thinks to himself what a shame this is: he had never had a passenger as pleasant and entertaining as Skizz.
JIMMY: Are you sure you want to go there, Skizz? Norman and I can take you to Leonida or Pandora or something...
SKIZZ: Of course I want to go there, man! It's my first job away from the Solar system! And my buddy is waiting for me.
JIMMY: That's... An interesting choice for the first time outside. Satellite hermits are weird fellas.
SKIZZ: Wha... "Satellite hermits"?
JIMMY: You've never heard that?
SKIZZ: No, what's that?
One of the lamps on the control panel lights up — someone's trying to communicate.
[???]: (static)
[???]: Minecrea Central — Sheriff-2, I've got your ping, see you orbiting. Landing pad is free, you're clear for landing. Hi Tim!
JIMMY: ..Well, you're about to become one, apparently!
Skizz raises a brow. Jimmy puts on his headgear and turns on the microphone.
JIMMY: Sheriff-2 — Minecrea Central, got it, preparing for landing. Hi Griaaan.
JIMMY: Imma need to turn off gravity simulation, do me a favor and go lock yourself in a passenger cabin. And bring Norman with you, please!
SKIZZ: Ay-ay captain!
SKIZZ (after a pause, in a small voice) : Is it gonna be as bad as take off?
JIMMY: No. (smile) It's a bit worse.
SKIZZ: Oh...
["Satellite hermits" is an unofficial nickname for people working on Europa, Callisto, Titan and many other satellites of big planets. There's a certain pattern of finding life and/or useful resources on moons of gas giants, and the job can be quite isolating.]
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I finally have time to talk about my hc AU, yaaay!! :D
Check out the info post about the setting, it'll be posted somewhat shortly after this one!
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Kamen Rider! Xisuma is a thought that has been circulating in my mind for forever. Finally, had the motivation to create a piece for it, though, if you don't know Kamen Rider, you don't need to know it to enjoy this.
If you want, it's just Xisuma with a scarf and motorcycle.
Sorta not happy with the lighting, but that's besides the point. I'm happy with this, still.
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The tear of skin,
The gentle,
Slowing
Bubble of blood.
The metallic taste
Is all-encompassing.
It's everything she had wanted.
There is nothing else.
He had volunteered, after all.
Privately,
Away from everyone else,
A smile crinkling his eyes.
One so blue it was almost gray;
The other a bright, glowing red.
"It's okay, Cleo."
He had reassured her.
She had hesitated at first.
But now, cradling his head
As that sweet
Metallic
Crimson
Trickled down his neck,
She wondered why she did.
She studied him.
Long, perfect eyelashes,
Light, beautiful, angelic.
Perfectly parted lips stained with her dull, dying, undead blood.
She wondered what color it would make when mixed with his.
She wondered if he would come back with that stupid green puffer jacket. They had never seen him without it until now, after all. She knew the mask would come back.
Until then, though, she would cherish what she was given. She would relish the tear of skin between her undead teeth, sharpened sometime between her death and unlife.
She smiled at the relaxed expression on his face, the relaxed muscles of his back leaning into her front. He was unflinching, unmoving. Peaceful.
She knew he would do anything for her.
She wasn't sure if she felt the same.
She took another bite.
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My gift for @rabidcanadagoose for the @mcythorrorgiftexchange !! This did not pivot in the direction I was expecting but I saw cannibalism and cletho mentioned and blacked out and woke up to these LOL. Uhm. Yeah I also made the cover art! Here is a close up of that!!
I had a lot of fun with this!
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I woke up today and choose violence >:3
In different words, here's some Void brothers angst
a letter that found it's way to Xisumas' desk
Hello Xisuma I honestly don’t know how to start this, but since I expect you to throw this away as soon as you see this, I don’t suppose I have to think about it that much. So… I don’t know if you noticed, you probably didn’t, but I’m no longer in the Void. Please, don’t stress yourself over this. I have no intention in bringing more trouble to you. I have found a way to trouble you no more. I’ve made a deal with Lady Death herself. She agreed to take my life, and give what remained to you. I know it’s not much. I know death is not a luxury I deserve. I deserve to suffer for all I did to you, and your Hermits. But I cannot do this any longer. I can’t live -as much as being in the Void counts as living- knowing what I have caused you. So I guess this is my last goodbye For all it’s worth, I’m sorry. I’m sorry for all I have done to you all. I don’t and won’t ask for your forgiveness, as I know I don’t deserve one. And when I know I won’t ever see you again, I feel like speaking the truth. So thank you. Thank you for protecting me, since the day I was born. You weren’t older by much, yet you still found a way to protect me from the world that tried to hurt me. Hurt us both. Thank you for taking the blame for me. When I did something stupid, even though you warned me. Like the time I broke moms favorite vase. You were grounded for weeks when in the meantime I could run freely through the world. Thank you for raising me, when our parents left. When you became the one who had to be responsible. The one who had to bring food to the table. Had to be the one to teach me about the world. Thank you for being the light, even in the darkest of days. The times where everything seemed pointless. When we were the last left. When I couldn’t imagine surviving another day. You show me that not everything is pointless. When the world shoved you to your knees, you always rose like the sun. Thank you for being there for me, even when I didn’t deserve that. You were there. You were always there. Thank you, for being the best brother I could’ve ever asked for. My time is running out and all I can regret is never saying this to your face. Just… I have one last thing to ask of you. I know it’s selfish. I know I don’t deserve it. But please, don’t forget about me. Remember me in the good, or bad. But please just… remember that once in the past, long forgotten by time, you had a brother. With all the love in the universe, E. Xivea Void
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