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daisy-the-wild-flower · 1 month ago
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DCU FANS HOW ARE WE FEELING TODAY?!
It isn't even a real trailer, just the teaser, and I'm already so much more hopeful for this one and it looks FUCKING FANTASTIC!
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partypot99 · 1 month ago
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Hey everyone, so I know I haven’t been posting as much, school sucks and no mater how much I want to make stuff for you all am just burned  out right now but that’s not going to stop me :] so know there is an ask box where you can ask the wild kratt crew or villains if you want ask them anything you want and they will answer you, just a fun thing I thought of and will it easy to do and will who doesn’t love that? Have fun asking away! Ps I might draw some if I feel up to it ;)
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f3mbo1cthulhu · 2 months ago
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”This movie is boring”
“It’s about the great Kalos War”
Drawing Pokémon Characters without the Pokémon in the actual art is wild to me, like you know he’s from Pokémon but his fluffy lion isn’t there next to him
anywho this art is actually a redraw of a piece I’ve done in 2019, with my OC and the Villain of XY watching a boring movie… (I don’t know)
Here let me expose my younger self for a moment
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neardestruction · 1 year ago
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mitsandnits · 1 year ago
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The thought of Sonics power being cartoon logic/toon force and how it effects others around him, like you could be shooting at him and somehow you miss every single shoot even though you had the gun right on him, throw him off a building and you look down to see him not there and you feel a tap on your shoulder, you look behind and it’s him and he punches the daylights out of you.
That’s one reason why Shadow/Crimson wanted to strangle this guy so badly, Sonic/Blue Blur made his job so much harder, especially when Shadow/Crimson had to arrest him, Sonic/Blue Blur made Shadow/Crimson fall on multiple bananas peels on several occasions.
(Spoiler alert he never was able to)
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notruevampire · 2 months ago
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Fuck, this is the protagonist polycule of my published series
Unethical polyamory not in the sense that the partners aren't consenting to multiple relationships but in the sense that they kill people as a group
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helpful-writing-tips · 5 months ago
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if you're trying to get into the head of your story's antagonist, try writing an "Am I the Asshole" reddit post from their perspective, explaining their problems and their plans for solving them. Let the voice and logic come through.
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biggest-gaudiest-patronuses · 2 months ago
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we need more divorcebaiting. how strongly can canon imply (without technically outright stating) that these two characters are bitterly, acrimoniously divorced? essential we explore this
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thankstothe · 2 months ago
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vamprisms · 10 months ago
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i feel like a lot of the 'i hate kids' crowd would be more tolerant if they understood that due to a kid's limited experience of the world that 4 hour flight might just be the longest they've ever had to sit still for or that trapped finger might literally be the most pain they've ever felt in their short life or they might not have ever seen a person with pink hair ever so of course they want to touch it or nobody's told them yet that they can't run around the museum and they only just learned cheetahs are the fastest animals so of course they want to put that to the test. how were they supposed to know etc etc.
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thedupshadove · 11 months ago
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Top-Tier Villain Motivations
They will be safe. It doesn't matter who else or what else burns as long as They will be safe.
I will be safe. The hunger and the cold will never touch me again.
Fuck any bitch who's prettier(/cooler/better-liked/better at making dumplings) than me.
Yes, Master
Love me. Love me. Love me. Love me. LOVE ME!
I know the terrible things these so-called "heroes" will do if I don't stop them (<- is absolutely wrong)
I don't want a better future, I want a better past!
No other way to get performance art funded these days
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a-hollow-forest · 1 year ago
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"people show their true colours in life threatening situations" no, they show you what they act like when they're mortally terrified, an emotion notorious for literally turning your entire brain off to the point where people who go into those situations as a profession need to be literally trained on how to not have that happen
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moodyvoid · 6 months ago
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DEADPOOL MAKING A DABI REFERENCE
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victusinveritas · 6 months ago
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Reminder: the companies and political entities pushing Project 2025 have addresses and go out to lunch a lot and should never eat a spitless meal for the rest of their lives.
Practice bagpipes outside their secure compounds.
Follow them around ringing a bell wherever they go.
If they are going to be farcically evil, be Animaniacally good. Be the definition of chaotic justice.
Also, vote. It might just kick the ball down the road a bit, but that gives people more time to organize a concerted resistance (in no way on any social media platform) to the fascist creep happening in America. It is possible to take this country from the bastards who control it, it will take work, effort, and occasionally going offline and talking to humans though.
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obsesssedblerd · 6 months ago
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You look up from your book to see your husband standing over the bassinet with his arms crossed, his brow raising as he looks down inside of it with a tiny scowl. He stays like that for about a minute. You sit up in your shared bed, then call out to him. “Ryo.” 
“Hm.” He doesn’t look up. 
“May I ask what you are doing?” 
“The little brat is staring,” Sukuna says matter-of-factly. “I am simply staring at her in return.” 
Inside of the bassinet, your baby daughter coos. Her scarlet eyes—exactly like her father’s—glitter with interest. You hear her giggle, and you scoff lightly and return your gaze to your book. “She thinks you’re playing a game.” 
“I am doing no such thing.” 
You flip a page. “Put a hand over your face for a few seconds.” He doesn’t respond, but you know he listens. “M’kay, now lift.” There’s silence for a few seconds, then your daughter bursts into a fit of giggles. 
Sukuna rolls his eyes. “I do not understand what is so entertaining about that.” When you look up again, you see that he’s covering his face again, then revealing himself to get the same reaction from the baby.
“It’s called peek-a-boo. It’s a game most babies love to play.” 
The little princess babbles as she lifts her arms up, and Sukuna tilts his head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” 
You snicker. “One: You’ll figure out what she’s saying the more you talk with her. Two: She wants you to pick her up.” 
He sighs dramatically, then reaches into the bassinet to pick up the small girl. Though she has her father’s eyes, she has your hair, the shape of your nose, and your ears. She also has your fearlessness, because she smiles directly in the face of the king of curses. Now at his eye level, she reaches her arms towards him excitedly. “What is it now, you brat? I’m already carrying you.” 
He looks over at you in question, and your smile grows. “She wants to touch your face,” you say. 
“Why?” 
“Because she’s a baby, and she’s curious.” 
Sukuna pulls her closer, and once in range, his daughter lays her tiny hands against his marked face. She giggles more, and you can see his eyes soften. “Hmph. You have your mother’s smile.” 
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The next morning, you walk into the kitchen where you hear Sukuna speaking with someone. When he turns to the side, you see your daughter nestled in the crook of one of his muscular arms, staring up at him as he concluded whatever story he was telling her. 
“...At the end of the battle, only I remained. Victory was mine.” 
The baby babbles excitedly, and Sukuna scoffs. “Ha, you will do no such thing. How do you expect to join me in battle when you aren’t even a year old, brat?” 
Her face scrunches in what looks like annoyance, and she repeats to him what he taught her the night before. “Hmph.” 
You burst into laughter, and Sukuna raises a brow at the little girl in his arms. “Great. Your mother’s smile, and her attitude.”
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