#a literal hour later
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velvet-games · 5 months ago
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I genuinely need a hug after the completely unnecessary panic I just went through cause I thought I couldn't upload my art here anymore 😭
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pangur-and-grim · 1 month ago
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I do have good social awareness in conversations, but only in observing the results. if that makes sense? like I’m throwing stuff out blindly, but I’m good at judging whether it is received positively or negatively, and adjusting accordingly. I can see the pluses and minuses forming in their air above their head
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xieliancore · 3 months ago
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obsessed with chappell roan's vmas outfit!!
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bicheetopuff · 7 months ago
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I guess it’s this kids birthday so I’m gonna remind you what character development can do to a mf
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He deserves to be happy
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morganbritton132 · 1 month ago
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Eddie posts a Tiktok of Steve laying in bed. His eyes are shut and he has on one of those cooling gel eye masks. Eddie is zooming in and out on his face. He’s quiet for a second and then asks, “Steeeevie?”
Steve: I’m fine
Eddie: Do you have a headache?
Steve, for the hundredth time: No
Eddie, in a sing-song as he zooms in on the moles on Steve’s neck: I don’t believe you. This isn’t my first rodeo
Steve: You’ve never been to the fucking rodeo
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4ndeka · 10 months ago
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these guys are outrageously fun to draw
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iatnen · 25 days ago
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Please look away !!! They’re changing !!!
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Back…. shots…… haha……….
Back 🤝 thighs 🤝 arms — the holy trinity
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oldwitchsleep · 5 months ago
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september 8th, 1973. it was 11:07 here. it would have been 9:07 in san francisco. armand called me. were you there? yeah. did you hurt yourself? i was lost. i was in a dark way. yeah. i was thinking about... i can't...i can't get her out of my mind. you have the same problem? yeah. i can't, louis. i can't. hey, hey, hey, it's not on you, you hear me? i carried her home. i made you turn her. and saved her from the fire, so a half century later she could...she looked at me, at the end...like a child...looking to her...father. but i was never-
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babacontainsmultitudes · 1 year ago
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HEH.
IT'S HERE. THANK YOU FOR WAITING. THANK YOU FOR VOTING. IT'S. IT'S HERE.
*Excluding episodes 43,45, and 46 of S2 since their transcripts are not yet out. ;) Dw, I'll make an updated version of this once season 2 is over. Also some bonus "heh"s if the players were imitating Freddie.
Heh, now go vote for Glenn.
EDIT: COMPLETE VERSION HERE
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volukyrja · 1 year ago
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Anakin is gone. I am what remains.
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miwtual · 1 year ago
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im so fucking tired of the disrespect gifmakers get on the gifmaker website
#kai.txt#negativity tw#(sorry these are gonna be a lot of tags. i have a lot of feelings and i dont know where else to put them)#we make gifs and nobody reblogs them#when they do get reblogged all people want to tell you is that your gifs arent good enough to them and rip it to shreds#'you're missing x' 'why didnt you do y' 'if i made this i would have abc' 'hey op ur wrong and this is why' 'i dont like this op'#reposters dont even reblog your fucking gifset but they'll save your gifs to repost later asking for how to do something#that they could have asked you how to do in the fucking first place#we reblog ourselves constantly because nobody else will and maybe to make our work look like it has more notes than it does#to make ourselves feel better about the lack of interaction we're getting#and then when we TALK about this frustration we have. people who are too afraid to say it to our faces#go on anon in our askboxes and tell us how we're somehow selfish for wanting people to interact with the sets#that we spent time on. hours. days. WEEKS in some cases#or we get anons who tell us the reason we dont have notes are because we arent good at gifmaking in the first place#but this is all on anon. because they're too scared to tell it to our faces#they're too scared for us to see that they ARENT a gifmaker and that they dont know how to do it any better either#they dont see us as people doing something we love as a hobby. they see us as content machines that dance like court jesters#im just so fucking tired of the disrespect#and this sentiment goes for more than just gifmakers. graphicmakers. artists. literally any creative hobby shared on this site#we get treated like shit and for what? literally for fucking what.
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ew-selfish-art · 1 year ago
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Dp x Dc AU: Not exactly a meet cute between Jazz and Jason.
Jason's had a long night of beating the shit out of a gang that dared to sell in his territory, the last thing he needs is the Bats on his tail. He can always sense them when he leaves Crime Alley- they watch for him. Waiting for him to fail. It pisses him off.
So Jason shakes his tail, he's pretty sure it's the demon brat, parks his bike, removes his helm and heads into the loudest bar he can find, ditching his mask along the way. There are no camera's and there was no one watching, so Jason just looks like any other angry frat guy at the bar. Well, he supposes that the Leather jacket might be a stand out.
He grabs a drink, and looks at the time. Jason just needs to wait out the chance that a baby bird saw his bike and hope that curfew kicks in before this has to be a 'conversation'. Besides, the music is good and despite all the people, the crowd is pretty behaved.
"Hi! I'm so glad you're here!" A woman approaches, he can tell she's had a few drinks from her walk but her eyes scream sobriety and fear. She's tall in her flats, her hair looks disheveled (from dancing maybe) and her outfit screams 'this is the one fun black top I own'. She's beautiful and her approaching him might've been a wet teenage dream if his suspicions weren't immediately raised.
"I certainly am here." Jason replies, a smirk set into his features easily and as he straightens out his back he can see the three men watching the back of her head like predators. They're wearing super lame white hoodies and coats, like they're organized somehow.
"That's why you're my hero! Always ready to grab me at a moment's notice! Any chance you'll be good to leave after you finish that drink?" Her eyes are pleading but she keeps the same happy smile and joyful tone the whole time.
"Nah, no worries about the drink. It was cheap and I was just getting bored with it anyway. " Jason explains, setting his glass down on the counter. He's mentally photographed the three creeps, "Did any of your friends also need a ride home?"
"Nope! They all got in an uber... without me. So they'll be just fine!" She explains and there is an anger in her eyes that clearly meant she was telling the truth. Her hands are straightening out his jacket collar, making it look like they're more comfortable with each other than just strangers. She lays her hands flat on his chest once her task is completed and Jason feels his throat go dry.
"I'm always telling you to find better friends. Now c'mon, I parked out back." he wraps an arm around her waist, though its not tight, and peers over his shoulder. These guys weren't going to leave without a fight it seems, Dumb, Dumbie and Dumber are all watching her with evil in their eyes.
The two of them walk out and before she can even say thank you, the door swings back open and she's sucker punched one of the assholes and Jason's pulled his gun out for the other two.
"You gents are gunna go home, or you're gonna end up in the dirt. Pick." Jason growls. Not taking him seriously at first, he shoots one dudes foot and the last one standing looks like he might pass out. He picks up his fallen comrades and backs away into the bar.
"For ancients sake those dudes were trying to traffic the hell out of me." She sighs, and Jason holsters his gun.
"Yeah no shit. You okay?" Jason inquires.
"I will be. I'm Jazz, thanks for saving me Hood."
"I'm no-"
"You're literally leaning comfortably on Red Hoods motorcycle that still has his helmet perched on it. No one would do that unless they were suicidal or him." She challenges, but then a look changes in her eyes and she almost looks nervous "But still, do you uhm, wanna get out of here?"
He blinks. She was trying to pick him up? AFTER finding out he was a crime lord??
The answer is that yes, Hell Yes, Jason does want to get out of here. None of the Bats will bother him while he has a civilian, not at the diner he takes her too and certainly not while he's taking her back to one of his safe houses.
Jason had expected one of his siblings to show up in the morning and cause a ruckus. He hadn't planned for a dude to let himself into his kitchen screaming about government agencies tracking Jazz down that wasn't related. Turns out it's her brother and he's floating and no he's not going to explain why he's there or how he found them.
Jazz has a lot to explain to the both of them and it starts with "So I can admit that I have a thing for motorcycle guys-"
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do they realize how fucking insane they were for this. did it ever occur to them
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olibheare · 2 months ago
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some really old Golden Hour fanart I did during lunches in College
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k1tty5 · 1 month ago
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day 6: burn
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reds-skull · 4 months ago
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I realized I didn't change my pfp for like a year and a half, and that I could do better, so I did
+some sketches of Soap in the red team mask that didn't make the cut
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