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julian blossom didn’t just go on a random path, he followed the road not taken by one all american archie andrews.
julian took over archie’s role in the musical—the fictionalized tale of his literal life, taking up the torch as the classic red-haired all star—and then wandered aimlessly as a “lost soul” (indecisive, unsure What His Story Is About) until eventually following the fated footsteps of Fred Andrews by enlisting and dying in the war
a life for a life. julian took on the narrative to try and set archie free.
#and it didnt work! i guess#riverdale#not to mention if you think about it that#clay took the jughead role in the musical and then moved to new york to write and be gay#much to think about#idk if this works but like hear me out#archie andrews#julian blossom#fred andrews#archie’s all american#JULIAN GOING LEFT. JULIAN GOING RIGHT.
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i've noticed a pattern
#stanford pines#gravity falls#arthur lester#malevolent#jonathan sims#the magnus archives#tma#bill woodward#hatchetfield#grian#i havent actually gotten very far in malevolent so that's basically a guess. but john seems like he'd be an eldritch entity#maybe he was human once but he doesn't seem like it now#also if arthur has any distinguishing traits erm. whatever#i have never drawn watcher grian before and i didnt watch evo so :P#there are two guys named bill in this image#i chose these characters to give people as much whiplash as possible and its working
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the restrained sniffer
#a doodley#anthro#furry#this 100% works more with their human forms but i am not immune to funny kitty#though i guess ''to wear'' doubles as like wearing.... it as a blanket...#sorry its so awkwardly broken up...tumblr allows so many pics so i get to make sure all the nice details are front and center#anyway im an overexplainer and in the past ive gotten so nervous about Action in my little comics#like. how will people know a character did [thing] if i dont show them doing it!!!!!#so this was also a mini exercise in omitting action...like i didnt waste panels drawing talon pulling the shirt on#or al putting on his horn toppers#finally; i had another related doodle idea i never drew out but might now if i remember to....#but wrt smunker's pillowcase and a resulting incident#point being Talon is a smell enjoyer...
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hey do you guys like dedf1sh
#my art#splatoon#side order#acht mizuta#marina ida#splatoon paul#im not entirely a believer in the acht / paul sibling theory but i do think itd be funny as hell#like dude you forgot your brother man. what the fuck#although i guess it could still work it seems like octarian society is way fucked like maybe they didnt interact much to begin with#anyway. all my faves are my little fashion dolls#you guys like they/them tummy? you better
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goodbye, goodbye. our time together has been cut short.
#thank you isat for letting me draw emo ass fanart and have it fully be supported by the original media#DIVERSITY WIN!!!! THIS HE/THEY HAS THE SAME MALADAPTIVE COPING MECHANISMS AND INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS YOU DO !!!!!!!!!!!!#i didnt draw his hat bc it didnt work with the angle but also bc i didnt want to ! hope that helps#in stars and time#isat#siffrin isat#my art#isat spoilers#in stars and time spoilers#blood tw#i guess
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sif is almost just as mentally stable as me
#i was like. nah im not gonna draw more for now. welp. didnt work out#ive been scared of posting art recently and i really procrastinated with posting that odile pic (i made that like two weeks ago)#but like. might as well post it. i guess. oumngsmnnnn anguish noises#siffrin just like me recently (recently as in: the past seven years)#anyway#in stars and time#isat#no spoilers i think. just general Siffrin Being Mentally Unstable#isat siffrin#isat odile#drawinsometimez#im going to sleep goodinght
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Tick Tock, Teddy-Bear.
#the bastards box wasn’t enough I had to trap this fucker in a hour glass#IM NEVER RENDERING GOLD AGAIN IN MY LIFE I DIDNT LEARN THE FIRST TIME-#anyway guess who’s not dead. sorry I disappeared for a hot sec as you might be able to deduce this one took a while#also life happened lol. I was doing this inbetween uni work a social life and being ill.#I’m not going to reveal how long this one took because I’m genuinly ashamed I put so much time into drawing Ted fucking Spankoffski#just know this might be the most amount of time and effort Iv ever put into a artwork in my entire life#I’m not too mad about it actually because I wanted to make one final big artwork before I turn 20#ted spankoffski#theodore spankoffski#starkid#team starkid#starkid productions#starkid fanart#fanart starkid#time bastard#starkid time bastard#time bastard nightmare time#nightmare time#starkid nightmare time#hatchetfield nightmare time#nmt#hatchetfield#hatchetverse#hatchetfield universe#fanart#my art
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--- [gift for @persychan]
#dnd#dungeons and dragons#artists on tumblr#art#ocs#marsilio#pettirossi#text says: the three promises - first performance#this was a bday gift i just forgot to post it from like weeks agoooooo#but it was sent on the right day#anyway keep rolling those promises mars eventually you'll keep one out of pure statistics#he actually didnt die in the boss fight (despite his best efforts) so i guess the statistics' working
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SCOURGE SUNDAY 029/???
got em
hey
#firestar#scourge wc#warriors#warrior cats#scourge warriors#wc scourge#scourge#scourge warrior cats#bloodclan#scourge sunday#animal death#I GUESS LOL#happy easter :3#considered a BG but honestly i just kinda thought it waz more fun in the void#a lot of the time this style fur scourge sunday is bcuz i didnt hav time.. not today i thought the joke would work better like this#i waz gonna draw fire standing Normally but thn googling cst standing 4 refeence got me just. 2 legz. n i thought it waz better lol
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blooming
#artists on tumblr#my art#my ocs#oc#original character#persona#the original idea this started off as didnt work out so now its flowers LOL#hopefully will get the other idea out soon bc i still like it#but yeah idk why i drew this but it looks ok i guess
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WHY SO SERIOUS?? 🎉 Nika is here to party!!
A little unfinished project I started on flipaclip last year while the Luffy and Kaido fight was still happening in the anime :D
#one piece#one piece fanart#luffy#monkey d. luffy#animation#2d animation#2d animator#gear 5 luffy#gear 5 fanart#flipaclip#completely unrelated to hazbin lmao but I've working on this for a WHILE#It was sleeping in my file bc I didnt want ro post it unless finished but also never found the motivation to finish it#better posted unfinished than not posted at all I guess#also yes I'm an animator eheh I just dont animate that much outside of work#I'm a 3D and 2D animator and I sold my soul to the animation industry#also I love gear 5 so much my looney toon little blorbo#maybe one day I'll finish it.... who knows#song is crayon by G-Dragon#I thought the chaotic vibe of the song fitted for Nika but the lyrics arent that related ahah
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job market so bad that macrodata refiner at lumon sounds nice. i could be refiner of the quarter EASILY
#severance#like beyond the unknown nature of the work / severance itself . the actual Work is ideal#just...yknow...all that other stuff#i did literally just get employee of the quarter at the job i dont like i guess 😭#but i didnt get a waffle party for it. sigh
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FINALLY FINALLY HAPPY (VERY LATE) BIRTHDAY ODILE!!!!!
#5 days of pain working on this. the things I do for you odile#isat#in stars and time#isat odile#day 98#I completely wrecked my sleep schedule making this! Woops. but She Is Real#The hubris of thinking I can animate a full body illustration when I barely touch after effects and didnt know how to use puppet pins at al#Apologies for disappearing for 5 days by the way. Yes this is the reason#Reposting cause hold on why didn't this show up on tags?? hey. I'm not letting this go unseen#In all fairness I went through a mental breakdown in those tags so I guess I'll be normal this time#Anyways don't be like me. Odile would want you to sleep well and rested. So sleep well
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Saw a twitter post about Near and L with the "do I look like him?" caption and it got me to feel so viscerally sad because... he does. He does look like L. The similarities are so uncanny that, had I not known they're not related, I would have guessed they are. And not just appearance too... some of his mannerisms, the way he speaks and reasons... all of Near is haunted by the traces of a man he has never even met.
It's not really surprising: he was groomed by Wammy's to be just like L. He never really rejected that notion, either; he just embraced it as something that has always been part of him, because how could he refuse something that was there from the beginning? He was just a kid. A very young one at that.
But someone who did reject that was Mello. Or, rather, he felt rejected by that system, so he turned his back on it -- at least partially. The effects of it are still felt even in its rejection - his visceral hatred of Near being a lampant example. But I wonder if that rejection, that search for individuality, is what made Near so endeared to Mello in spite of the other very openly hating him.
Mello became his own person and Near, forever bound to be one of two parts of L, admired that. Because he couldn't do it.
#death note#near#mello#near death note#mello death note#death note near#death note mello#dn near#dn mello#mihael keehl#nate river#l lawliet#{<- mentioned#lowkey sick in the head abt wammy's kids...#as usual#mello IS my favorite but as I grow up my appreciation for near grows more and more#i picked up death note when i was 15... mello's age when he left wammys. i guess thats also what endeared me to him#i guess it didnt really click how heavy of a role near had to substain at such a young age until i got to 17 myself#and then 18... 19.. 20#looking back i see him for what he is. a boy#i think he turned 18 during the story but i cant exactly remember when his birthday is#still. very young#nobody was there to cradle him after all of that. he just had to go back to work#he was just a boy...#sick. sick in my head}#carols.txt
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Day 4: Supportive Boyfriends
and for my next (LATE, SO LATE) @bucktommypositivityweek contribution. KITTEN FIC.
(read on ao3)
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The 118 doesn't have a baby box.
In fact there aren't any in the state of California at all. Buck looked it up, after Maddie's postpartum episode. When half his family was missing and there wasn't much he could do besides wait and... think about things.
So he thought about safe haven laws. Read up on the training seminars for first responders who want to be better equipped to deal with hand-offs. Read a bunch of other stuff he sort of wishes he hadn't. Spent the next week haunted by articles about abandoned children.
He considered talking to Bobby about it. Only partly to ask him if they should get a box for the firehouse. Partly because Buck wasn't sure how he felt about the whole thing, and Bobby always seemed to have answers. But he never worked up the nerve to broach the subject.
And now. Bobby's not captain anymore, and Buck really can't imagine Gerrard giving a shit about any of this.
So, they don't have a box. But.
Well, this isn't a human baby. It's not like the same rules apply.
Buck has to wonder if wires got crossed somewhere, because. Someone left a kitten. Outside the firehouse.
Buck was just going to grab something—he can't remember what—from his Jeep, when he spotted an unlabelled cardboard box on the pavement, up against the side of the building. His first thought was bomb.
Until it meowed at him. A tiny, high-pitched peep of a meow.
Kind of scared the shit out of him, if he's being honest.
There's only one. All alone in the box. A poofy grey thing wriggling around half buried in an off-white towel. Like a very ambitious dust bunny with big round blue eyes and skinny legs. It wobbles slowly over a fold in the towel with all the effort of someone scaling a mountain.
Buck crouches next to the box, and pokes a finger inside.
"Hey, buddy," he murmurs, holding very still while the kitten inches towards his hand and squeaks. It's unclear whether there are teeth in that little maw. That means it's really young, right? Too young to be left alone for very long.
Shit, how is he going to explain this to Gerrard? He's still got, like, 12 hours left on his shift, but someone has to feed this thing. How long can kittens go without food?
Oh, it does have teeth. Really teeny ones. They're ineffectively poking his knuckle.
Buck fishes his phone out of his jacket—with the hand that isn't currently being drooled on—intending to go to Google for answers. How to figure out how old a kitten is. How often do kittens need to be fed. Do cats get separation anxiety. He has a million questions.
Only he doesn't pull up his browser. He calls Tommy.
It's a whim. Barely a seed of an idea. But when he unlocked his phone the first thing he saw was their text history (he'd been complaining about Gerrard off-and-on all morning, and Tommy had been sending random updates about all the chores he'd been getting done—his last message was a picture of a mop with no context) and he just thought... Tommy will know what to do. Not in so many words, more a feeling. Comfort and certainty, just from seeing Tommy's picture in a little bubble at the top of his screen.
"Evan?" Tommy answers almost immediately, and there's a subtle undercurrent of worry in his tone. Buck winces. Right, calling out of the blue while he's at work would look. Bad.
"I'm okay!" He says quickly, all in one breath. Then pauses. The kitten squints up at him, meowing again, long and loud. Its whole fluffy face scrunches with the effort.
"...What was that?"
"Uh. That would be why I called, actually."
—
Gerrard is less of an obstacle than Buck feared he'd be. Because he's holed up in his office doing paperwork when Buck sneaks in with the kitten, and Buck's decided he has no intention of letting him know the cat was ever here.
Tommy promised he'd come get her.
Buck didn't even really ask, and wasn't planning on asking. Didn't have any plan whatsoever, in fact. He just wanted to know if Tommy knew anything about taking care of kittens, and suddenly Tommy's voluntarily sacrificing the rest of his day off to scope out vets and pet supply stores and whatever else Buck's helpless little friend might need.
He hung up hours ago and his insides still feel warm and goopy about it. He can't stop thinking about the gentle fondness that softened Tommy's voice after Buck explained the situation. Buck would wrap himself up in it like a blanket if he could.
Tommy's getting so kissed when he shows up.
In the meantime, Buck's sitting upstairs, working his way through the dozen or so tabs he opened up after googling kitten care.
He thinks the one he found might be around three weeks old (ears not quite unfurled, can't sheathe claws yet, legs unsteady but mobile). And possibly a girl. She did not care for being picked up and turned over, and the indignant squirming made it difficult to tell what's going on down there. But he's almost certain he's right.
She was shrieking up a storm about it, and he was worried if he took any longer she'd alert Gerrard. (She didn't. She did, however, draw the attention of about half the firehouse.)
"You are disgustingly cute," Chimney coos, scratching under her chin with the tip of one finger. She's lifted her head as high as she can and her eyes are squinted happily. Buck can hear her purring from across the room. "Yes you are. Hen, can you get a picture of this?"
Hen pulls out her phone. "Sure... why?" She asks, leaning over his shoulder to snap a picture and eye him with mild suspicion.
"Jee. She'll wanna see when I tell her about my day."
Her expression softens to a smile. "I'll text it to you." She taps her screen a couple times. "Just had to make sure you weren't planning on calendar campaigning again."
Chimney grins. "Nah, my calendar days are behind me. The only person who gets shirtless pictures of me now is my wife."
"Gross," Buck says without conviction. He narrows his eyes at the site he's scrolling through, swiping away a Join Our Mailing List! popup. "You guys don't think she's cold do you? Are her ears warm? It's only, like, 70 today and we don't know how long she was out there."
Hen and Chim exchange glances, and then, disturbingly in sync, look from the cat to Buck. Chim gives her ear a perfunctory poke, which she does not appreciate as much as chin scritches, "She's fine, man."
Hen waves a hand at Buck when he opens his mouth again, "We're medical professionals. And in my medically professional opinion. She's fine."
"Okay, but—"
"Hey guys, look who stopped b—uhhh. Is that a cat?" Eddie slows to a stop at the top of the stairs, blinking at the kitten on the couch. "When did we get a cat?"
"Couple hours ago," Buck says, still frowning at Hen and Chimney. "Where have you been?"
"I found him polishing the engine."
Buck shoots out of his seat. "Tommy!"
He only half-hears Eddie muttering, "Favouritism," as he scuttles around the chair to meet Tommy halfway between the stairs and the sitting area. Tommy has just enough time to smile—and it warms Buck, like it always does, with a spark caught in his chest for safekeeping—and say hi before Buck's on him, palms clapped on either side of his face, smushing their lips together.
He makes a bit of a show of it, dramatically swooping in, because he knows the big smacking MWAH will make Tommy laugh, and he likes the way that feels rumbling against his chest.
Buck taps their noses together. "Hey," he says, savouring the mirth sparkling in Tommy's eyes for a second before kissing him again, properly this time.
His brain goes sort of fuzzy when Tommy's palm cups the back of his neck.
Someone in the distance wolf-whistles.
When they finally come up for air Tommy asks, "What was that for?" a little breathlessly, which is doing things to Buck.
"Mmn...y'know. For being you."
Tommy raises his eyebrows, kiss-reddened lips curling fondly. "Okay."
"Hey, Tommy. Good to see you," Chim calls in a very pointed way.
Right, public setting. Workplace. Friends watching. Buck exhales slowly, and tries to think about anything other than how much he wants to bite that bit of clavicle peeking out of the collar of Tommy's shirt. Like the fact that Tommy's hands are warm, and he's sort of rubbing his fingertips over the short stubbly bits of hair on the back of Buck's head, and Buck's lips are still tingling a little, and—no wait, not that either.
Tommy pulls away first, which is probably for the best, but also very sad. The corner of his mouth twitches like he can see Buck thinking it. He curls his index finger and gently taps Buck's chin with the knuckle before he turns to the group.
"Howie," he says, not even pretending to be contrite in the face of Chim's mock-judgement. "Hen."
"Tommy." Hen fails to contain her smirk.
Some time during all the kissing, Eddie moved over to the couch. He's sat next to the kitten, watching her attempt to groom her paw with all the grace of a toddler who's only a little bit sure they know how to hold a brush. She keeps starting and stopping at random intervals, sometimes licking the cushion beside her, sometimes sticking her tongue out at thin air.
She's so cute it makes Buck's chest hurt. It's a little much while he's still loopy from making out with his boyfriend.
Then Tommy goes and crouches next to the couch so he can get eye-level with the kitten while she sniffs his hand, talking to her all calm and soft with smile-lines crinkling his cheeks, and. Buck might need to lie down for a bit. Like, on top of Tommy, preferably.
The kitten seems to like him too, and he really can't blame her when she crawls up Tommy's sleeve to perch on his shoulder.
She looks so much smaller cuddled up on Tommy. He reaches up to steady her, and she's almost entirely obscured by his hand.
God, is it wrong that he's getting a little hot under the collar about that? He just looks so strong and competent and at the same time, like, gentle. Buck knows how it feels to be touched tenderly by those hands, and apparently just seeing it happen does not affect him any less. In fact it's only added dimensions to his desires.
"I should probably get going," Tommy says, bringing Buck back down to Earth with a resounding splat.
He opens his mouth to protest, then closes it. He's right. The last thing Buck wants is for Tommy to have another run-in with Gerrard, and they don't know how long the old bastard's gonna be occupied.
"Mhm, run while you still can," Chimney pipes up. "Before our dear old captain smells an opportunity to ruin someone's day."
"He does seem to have a sixth sense for that," Eddie adds sullenly. Buck makes a note to ask him what that was about. Later.
"I'll walk you out," Buck says, trying not to sound like a pouting child. He's fairly certain he fails, because Tommy laces their fingers together and gives his hand a comforting squeeze.
He says his goodbyes, the whole time being careful not to dislodge the kitten while she crawls across his shoulders.
Buck goes through the list of kitten care basics he memorized as they make their way to the parking lot. It's...more than he thought it was, honestly. It starts to feel overwhelming as he goes on, and on, and on. He's running out of time to get it all out, and he feels like it's just now sinking in his huge this responsibility that he's dumping in Tommy's lap is.
"You're sure you don't mind taking her?" The question bursts out of Buck before they make it to Tommy's car. "W-we didn't really, I mean. We talked about it over the phone, but..."
"Yeah, now that I've seen her she does seem like a real handful."
The kitten yawns, and curls up into a tiny grey ball in the crook of Tommy's neck.
Well. Alright.
"It's just, t-they need a lot of attention when they're that young, and I kinda just, just dropped this on you."
"Evan." Tommy gives him a look. "Are you worried that you baby-trapped me?"
Okay, when he puts it like that. Maybe a little bit. But also now he's having complicated yearning feelings that he really should not be having this early in the relationship.
Buck's pretty sure he looks like a deer in the headlights right now, because Tommy's doing his damnedest to pretend he isn't laughing at him.
He tugs Buck's hand, leading him the rest of the way to his car.
The backseat is full of cat stuff. Containers of milk-replacement powders, and a shiny plastic litter box, and toys, so many toys, baggies of fake mice and feathery things, just. So much stuff. Piles of it.
"I called up a friend who used to foster kittens. She had a lot of advice. And then I got a little carried away."
"I, uh. See that," Buck laughs breathlessly.
"Over the phone, you sounded like this meant a lot to you? And I think I got really attached to the idea of...this. Taking care of her for you. With you." He sounds hesitant, like he's trying not to say too much, and Buck can't stand it—
"I love you so much," he says in a rush.
"Well, good," Tommy purses his lips around a smile, eyes bright and crinkled at the corners. He reaches up to his shoulder, like he's absent-mindedly checking to see if the kitten's still there. "Wouldn't want her to grow up in a broken home."
Buck huffs a laugh.
"And I love you too."
#bucktommy#bucktommy fic#evan buckley#tommy kinard#911 abc#a raven's writing desk#technically also inspired by a tumblr post but#just the general idea of buck finding a kitten while he's at work?#i was originally gonna have gerrard feature and have some ''oh no we have to hide the kitten'' hijinks#but i didnt feel like bringing him into it lmao#wanted to focus more on the Supportive Boyfriend Tommy angle and them being like well i guess we're dads now lmao
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amazing episode EASILY one of my most favorite battle episodes of all time. How Ever is it insane of me to wish it went Just a little bit worse than it did. for the plot
#needed more riz torment LOWKEY. IM JUST SAYING. PUTS HANDS UP#HE DIDNT HAVE TO SEE FIRSTHAND THE POSESSIONS? DIDNT GET ATTACKED BY BARON PERSONALLY?#i mean i love the way kristen and adaine had those clutch loves that saved riz while he was in jawbones room but STILL#and im also glad baron didnt die. HOWEVER#IDK. HELP.#i really hope its talked about more in the ap or next episode or something#can we hear the word aromantic said out loud PLS! PLS?#aro community is Unsure how to feel?#ann bangers#dimension 20#fantasy high#fhjy#fhjy spoilers#MOVES***** MOVES. MOVES. MOVES. I DONT HAVE AUTOCORRECT ON. FUCK I DIDNT CATCH IT EARLIER#yeah loves why not they all love each other it works i guess what tha hell
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