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wombywoo · 5 months
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detour 🚘
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greelin · 10 months
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really like that the “what do you believe the stance vampires generally have towards periods?” question is either met with immediate disgust (loser/skill issue) and shutdown with zero discussion or the most scholarly of debates (normal. well-adjusted and good) for various viewpoints on the matter. people will be saying paragraphs to you. people who i respect, anyway
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wishfulsketching · 1 year
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Some doodles I made of the finale of dndads, very random. Also lets all agree Ron is standing on a very tall rock :)
I keep drawing the omega daddies but that’s because I stumbled upon a theme song for them so now every time I hear it, I end up doodling them.
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cheapbourbon · 11 months
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Yehya Badr
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Dr. Badr
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Hunter’s Moon
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Fist of Khonshu
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✨him✨😩
-Quick character study of Badr, translating him into more my style-
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siriuslygay1981 · 4 months
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MY ROMAN EMPIRE!?! YOU WANT TO KNOW MY ROMAN EMPIRE!!!???
'Despite what he had said to Regulus, he wishes he had told Barty he loved him, even just once.'
' I'm really sorry we only got to love each other for three seconds'
“He didn't leave any note, me and- Me and Everly wrote it.”
'Perhaps it’s the sound of the knife clattering to the floor that finally makes her realise, that Evan is never going to reply again.'
'Eventually Barty learned to live again, he learned to go to class, learned to breath, learned to eat, drink, sleep, all of it; but he never learned how to love again.'
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mossygreenpath · 1 month
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Quick Front Back reference of Chained Light Radiance with her arms out because i forgot to make this along with her concept with the closed wing/cape.
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senvurii · 2 years
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my boy is two years old!!!!!!!!
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phoenixkaptain · 10 months
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Hard not to relate to Hannibal Lecter, honestly, I mean, I, too, craved to drown the other kids and stab them repeatedly for making fun of me. I, too, imagined the slow painful death of the adults who were cruel to me. I, too, had an inexorable urge to sink my teeth into the flesh of all who dared to look down on me and hold them there until my thirst for violence was sated with blood.
On the other hand. I don’t think I could murder someone for being a bad waiter. The social anxiety, you know?
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immortalmuses · 1 year
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Some "non brand" X-Men plushies found online by @RPHutch1975
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consideratesea · 4 months
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recently I was watching a tiktok transplanted video (mistake) of a man raising a quail or something and I saw it peeping more as it got older so I was like ‘oh wow that’ll be cute I don’t know what quails sound like’ so I unmuted and it was fucking blasting perfect by ed sheeran. I have never been so immediately enraged
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ruvviks · 8 months
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imagine doing all the dishes and cleaning everyone's cutlery but then refusing to clean two [2] chopsticks
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I think someone should do a punk/metal cover of One More Minute by Weird Al.
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lonesomedotmp3 · 1 year
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vibrating with rage seething oozing steaming with rage but it's FINE. btw
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bitchfendi · 1 year
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three weeks of playing pajama sekai i can bump the rating i gave it from a 7/10 to a 8.5/10
rating would be higher if it wasnt a gacha game
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flarebean · 2 years
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thinking about ghost ejecting their shade like a squid blasting ink; or a sea cucumber yeeting their guts, as their shell books it away in a mad, unconscious scramble for the nearest bench
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sisyphus-prime · 9 days
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I love friends vs family because friends usually tend to get my jokes. Or they might fall flat and it isnt a thing
My dad loves yelling at me over my jokes.
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