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regular person

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stop LIKING THIS POST PLEASE IT HAUNTS ME TO THIS DAY

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Rat, moo, less. U h.

Put yours in the tags.

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This is a little goat bab of mine that @lemonvanillatea drew for me- they are a precious bab. Feel free to completely trash this request though, don’t push yourself to do too much with requests

Hey guys, I didn’t have any plans to work on anything tonight so.. I’ll be taking a couple oc requests again. 

Also if I’ve already did one for you last time, it’d be appreciated if you hold off til next time. uwu

Anyway just reblog with your oc, I’ll try to get as many as I can done.

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Reblog this with the 7th pic in your gallery + tag 2 people

@theythoughtthelionswerebad @sadcat5555

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Oh f l i p- you better block everything about the movie, because tumblr have basically all spoilers. Don’t worry. This isn’t really any spoilers. It’s stuff you can know from the trailer..s. (Gemstone is upside down)

Oh my god

“Let’s go in the garden

You’ll find something waiting

Right there where you left it

Lying upside down”

It’s Spinel. It’s fucking Spinel

I’m screaming Rebecca

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@datonenikki look.

Oh my god

“Let’s go in the garden

You’ll find something waiting

Right there where you left it

Lying upside down”

It’s Spinel. It’s fucking Spinel

I’m screaming Rebecca

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Huh.

Oh hey, today is my date of womb escape.

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Moobgoobcoobl-oobnoobns

looboobmloobvoobsoobchoob I’m dYING this is great

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1 AM thoughts

Who the hell decided to make patient sound like there’s a “c” in there? I had to spend a full on minute trying to remember what the heck this word was when someone typed it to me. Then I needed google to help me realize what it sounded like. I thought it was Pat-Net

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Huh.

How well do you see color?

I’m cry I scored 60, I feel blind

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Some of that is hard to read-

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Sitting in the corner of the cafeteria had all of its own perks. For one, they would never have to meddle in the battle for a seat to eat at. Unlike the other D-Class, they didn’t mind sitting on a floor, and they also didn’t really have many people to socialize with so there wasn’t an actual need for a table.

Being a child in D-Class, there truly wasn’t many other people like them. Sure, others could technically be classified as SCPs too, although they were awfully minor ones, but that was about all the connection they even shared.

But another reason it was nice to sit alone was so that the laughter and the jokes that passed by wouldn’t touch them. The pain filled laughter and the dying jokes that would never flood the room again. They never would get attached to anyone, and so nobody would miss them when they died. They’d leave no trace. No memories. No laughs. No tears.

@lemonvanillatea

:D

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It was early in the morning, the sun barely dangling above in the sky. The air was fresh and cold, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable temperature that would bite at the skin.

The lights for the facility had shifted from nighttime mode to day, being blinding to those who were asleep at this hour. In one end of the facility, where all the D-Class were contained, was a frail child with multicolored and freckle coated skin, pearly white hair, and a soft smile that always greeted day. This child was sitting in the containment area they were assigned to with the other D-Class personnel, as the doors had been opened.

A scientist who worked in the facility had released them to the cafeteria zone, in which this would be where they shall start the day. Only D-Class and SCPs that could wander freely that were peaceful would be able to reach this area while D-Class infested the scene for the morning meal. The meal before the tests began to run.

@lemonvanillatea

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The child was rushed down the halls with the other D-Class, not even having a moment to take a quick breath while they were forced to move. In their own opinion, they were always forced to be uncomfortably close to other people during transition through room to cafeteria. No matter.

Once they were released to the freedom of the cafeteria, the child wasted no time to get their meal from the lady. They didn’t accept any sort of food substance, but rather just a child sized thing of apple juice.

It was all they really wanted in the first place anyway. Once they finally received the small thing, they carefully placed the straw in their mouth, as the glided against the tiled floor to their favorite location in the facility; the cafeteria corner.

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It was early in the morning, the sun barely dangling above in the sky. The air was fresh and cold, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable temperature that would bite at the skin.

The lights for the facility had shifted from nighttime mode to day, being blinding to those who were asleep at this hour. In one end of the facility, where all the D-Class were contained, was a frail child with multicolored and freckle coated skin, pearly white hair, and a soft smile that always greeted day. This child was sitting in the containment area they were assigned to with the other D-Class personnel, as the doors had been opened.

A scientist who worked in the facility had released them to the cafeteria zone, in which this would be where they shall start the day. Only D-Class and SCPs that could wander freely that were peaceful would be able to reach this area while D-Class infested the scene for the morning meal. The meal before the tests began to run.

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:D

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It was early in the morning, the sun barely dangling above in the sky. The air was fresh and cold, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable temperature that would bite at the skin.

The lights for the facility had shifted from nighttime mode to day, being blinding to those who were asleep at this hour. In one end of the facility, where all the D-Class were contained, was a frail child with multicolored and freckle coated skin, pearly white hair, and a soft smile that always greeted day. This child was sitting in the containment area they were assigned to with the other D-Class personnel, as the doors had been opened.

A scientist who worked in the facility had released them to the cafeteria zone, in which this would be where they shall start the day. Only D-Class and SCPs that could wander freely that were peaceful would be able to reach this area while D-Class infested the scene for the morning meal. The meal before the tests began to run.

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Art

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@crazy--tale hey look it’s an emotional person!

I was going to make it digital, but I don’t have much time— but enjoy this :D