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TRUE BLU - CHAPTER ART ii.-v.

the complete collection of the weekly chapter art i did for my fic true blu ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ also, idk if it was obvious before this post, but...

...each piece that has red in it lines up with the next ^_^ if you somehow noticed this before i pointed it out, congrats! you get a billion funny monies

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YOU CALLED I ANSWERED

sooo how did everyone feel about ch4 of true blu (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ

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RED spy OC doodle

he's Antonio, he's Italian American. He has his balls stolen by the BLU spy and he's a terrible father.

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day 15

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more tf2 oc doodles

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keep insulting me Cowboy .... It's really getting me going ... *Moans*

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tf2 oc doodles @red-engineer-blog @scoundrel-loves-baklava

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Pspsps if you like engineer come destroy his inbox

PROMO: THE ENGINEER IS ENGI-HERE

Team Fortress 2.

pinned.

♡  ﹢  ⟳

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Soldier for the weary souls

Iykyk the reference

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morty games riiiiick

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Sending my condolences

" Thanks, Mister. " Dell’s voice held a note of surprise, his eyes studying his dad's old colleague. He hadn’t expected the man to track him down in the workshop, let alone to send his condolences for his late father — a subject he had barely touched on since he got the news.

He hesitated a moment before asking, " So, er— what was workin’ with my dad like? " The question felt odd on his tongue. Growing up, his dad was often a distant figure, always busy with mercenary work, rarely home for more than a few days at a time. Yet, Dell had been happy every time he returned, excited as any kid to see his father walk through the door, even if the moments were brief. They'd have spent time tinkering with junk they found by the side and went camping together. He'd considered himself luckier than a lot of kids, he'd considered himself lucky for having a 'father figure'. He looked up to him, and wanted to be like him.

Yet as the years passed, his dad’s absences became longer, and their once-easy closeness turned to a comfortable silence, then to something else — distance, he supposed, though he’d never labeled it. But it felt comfortable. Mr. Conagher had been a presence Dell didn’t question, the kind of man who stepped in and out of his life but who left a big enough shadow for Dell to feel like he still had a father. But thinking back now, Dell realized just how little he’d known about him. That was something he’d never thought too deeply about. It had been easier not to.

Their time together had been enough.

" Ahem, wanna come inside and have a drink? "

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Try to tell me who I wanna be. I just wanna be, wanna be alone.

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I can associate anything with my special interest

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drawing based on a funny tf2 ragdoll

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Been getting into engie RP lately

Also I uploaded a new video :)

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drunk engie