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> open up twitter
> be told there’s a dsmp renaissance happening
> ask if it’s a dsmp renaissance or a c!sbi renaissance
> twitter doesn’t understand
> pulls out illustrated diagram explaining what is dsmp and what is just c!sbi
> twitter laughs and says “it’s a good renaissance sir”
> scroll down my timeline
> it’s a c!sbi renaissance
#icarus speaks#neg#sorry due to stuff going on in my personal life rn#i am in a Hater Mood#i ain’t expecting it until i see 300 tweets about catmaid h on my desk#chop chop bitches#to clarify i don’t think ppl posting about just ctommy phil and techno#are in the wrong#but acting like we’re so back when i’ve barely even seen CTUBBO posting over there is insane
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Hey any Pyramid Head Bill Cipher fanart? …asking for a friend.
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I'm stressing about the US elections. And I'm not even there.
I cannot possibly overstate the importance of voting for Kamala Harris. If you guys fumble this, it's over.
And it will have catastrophic consequences for all of us.
I can't believe this is even a fucking debate.
Why on fuck's green earth are there people discouraging others from voting Kamala? I'm actually laughing in despair.
Are we really going to discuss Kamala's faults when your only other option is motherfucking goddamn Donald Trump?
What do you not understand about how racist, sexist, homophobic, narcissistic, disgusting that convicted felon is?
Do you want him anywhere near office?
No?
Then shut the fuck up.
Edit: Coming back a few days later, I feel it's important to clarify that discussing Kamala's faults, contrary to how I came off in the above post, is okay.
I honestly didn't realize how much I made it seem as if saying anything remotely critical of her is some kind of crime.
What I actually take issue with is the people who criticize her while coming from a "don't vote for her" perspective.
She is not beyond criticism.
But if Trump makes it then both the people who live in the US and the people who are fighting for their lives in Palestine will all be a trillion times worse off.
Not to mention any possible ripple effects his potential election will have to the rest of us.
Also, a friendly reminder that "I'm not voting" is an incredibly privileged take.
#us elections#please vote#vote for kamala harris#kamala harris#anti donald trump#anti trump#i can't stress this enough#if you shoot yourselves in the foot i swear to god you will be the dumbest sons of bitches to ever curse the earth#usually i dont like insulting others like this but my FUCK. DO NOT. Screw this up.#us politics#2024 elections#usa#vote.#vote democrat#vote blue#don't skip this or i will chop off your genitals amd spoon feed them to you.
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modern au younger man yaoi designs yippee
#warframe#albrecht entrati#loid entrati#or ekhein ig#they will get married later lol#alloid#modern au#my art#albrecht and the bad bitch he pulled by being autistic#his long hair grew on me i dont want him to chop it off now#FUCK#the office drama must be INSANE#i wish i was a fly on the wall there
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A little party never hurt no one...
#I'M THE BITCH WHO DONT PLAY ABOUT GOODNIGHT LITTLE CHOP SHOP GIRL#ilya kuryakin#the man from uncle#armie hammer#fanvid#alicia vikander
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Kh1 riku i miss u
#click for a teeeeny tiny quality increase cus it got cronched#my @ is mirrored in the second one but shhh#KH1 riku u messy whiny bitch. kissing your forehead#2nd one originally had more but i struggled w the colours so. just chop it off#crushing him hes so fun to draw. minus the arms why do your arms have lumps !!#babey boy. baby#evil.#beverly says stuff#bev draws#kingdom hearts#kh1#riku kingdom hearts#riku kh#finally learning to draw the destiny trio frfr hes the easiest. side eyes soras hair#Intended as KH1 darksuit riku but u can take it as riku replica if you so waaaant#Can you tell. i struggle with bgs#kh riku#kingdom hearts 1#fanart#kh fanart
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100% Della Duck is in Hell
#Della Duck#i want to chop off her other leg#and hit her with it#i feel strongly about this#della#how could you do this#on the week your boys were to hatch#i would jettison you into deeper space#you dumb bitch
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HAYDEN PANETTIERE as KIRBY REED in SCREAM 4.
#hayden panettiere#kirby reed#scream#screamedit#scream 4#horroredit#dailywomen#femaledaily#femalegifsource#filmedit#filmtvdaily#filmgifs#moviegifs#cinematv#cinemapix#dailyflicks#THAT bitch i loved her#i cannot do short hair but she almost had me ready to get to chopping#love love love her with all my heart
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No one ever tells you that being a DC enjoyer means being forced to watch Jason Todd colonize your favorite character's tag because they have been designated his brown/female prop of the week.
#apparently it's duke's turn on the chopping block :(#*but I really like x!*#y'all had cass speaking sign language#Steph vibing with murder#and Damian behaving like a feral dog#or a toddler#you do not like these characters#if you don't read them#anyway#bitch i might wing
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manny jacinto's sculpted by the gods insane face card is singlehandedly blocking me from throwing up ripping my hair out and mourning the death of my two fave jedi in the acolyte. like what is this. no man should have this power
#“oh no he's hot” BUT FOR REAL THIS TIME#THIS is a man i can justify for murdering people!#this is a Villain TM#he's not a crybaby he's a literal Sith who just want to be a Sith in peace and that includes killing manipulating torturing#all that villain stuff yk?? and i hope he stays that way no redemption no grater good no sad backstory#just a bitch for the sake of being a bitch#and when the time comes someone will just chop his head off i guess! end of story!#i honestly love it. good ol palpatine fashion#the acolyte#the acolyte spoilers
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Seriously the "high bookshelves" at the penthouse being added to Armand's crime list/he controls Louis, is hilarious to me cause there are so many places with high bookshelves. They can just be Armand's books. Louis can get a ladder. We've seen him having books by his bedside.
#it's design#it's not hidden knowledge#our bookselves at the living room cant be reached without a ladder#(which saves a lot of space tbh not that this was an issue in these rich bitches' home)#Armand directed a play to have Louis and Claudia (and Madeleine) killed#he chopped Nicky's hands off#those are canon things he did#he isnt a morally good character#but does he have to be pure evil™️ ?#some people: no Armand was just like Gastone and he didnt let Louis read#okay Im done being salty now
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im so sorry about my absence!! i've been a little busy so i haven't been able to get to requests but i promise i'll start working on them again around this weekend!! instead here's a book i wrote a while ago about the twins to keep you guys fed! i also wrote it on a computer with auto caps so if its a little different from my writing style please forgive me..i also got a bit lazy toward the end i apologize! warning for tcm spoilers kinda choptop coming home
Bobby sighed heavily, finally getting off the plane. He was glad he was able to finally be done with the war. Of course, he only served about three years but missed his family - what can he say? Not only that, but he missed his records. According to the letters his twin sent, he kept them safe in the room they used to share. He was the only one to write.
Drayton, his oldest brother, was supposed to pick him up from the airport. It was a fairly long drive, but he didn’t mind. Apparently, while he was gone, they set themselves up well. Made a name for the family. Drayton won the best chili competition twice! Twice!
The short man scrambled around baggage claim, quickly grabbing his stuff before waiting outside for his brother. He got odd looks, of course. Nothing new. He had gained a metal plate in his head during his time serving - the result of a piece of his head being cut (getting a chunk of your head cut with a machete really freakin’ hurts!)
About 20 minutes passed before a blue Chevrolet c-10 Silverado pulled in front of him, his brother in the driver’s seat.
Bobby tilted his head, pulling the passenger door open and slipping into the seat. “This is new,” he stated, slamming the door shut and setting his bags in the back seat.
Drayton grinned at him “like it?”
He laughs softly, nodding. He looked around the truck. “Where’s bubba? And nubbins?”
The way drayton’s expression fell didn't go unnoticed by the veteran. “Oh.” he started, shifting the truck into drive and moving out of the way of others. “..they’re at home,” he answered simply. “Taking care of Grandpa.”
That made sense. Grandpa needed someone to watch him. He was old.
He gave a soft nod.
The two fell into a comfortable silence (for the younger, at least). It was fairly unusual for the sawyers to be quiet but bobby was tired and drayton had too many thoughts in his head.
How would he react when he found out what happened?
“Now- bobby..uh..you realize some things have..changed..since you left.” Drayton tried to be careful with his words. It wasn’t all the time he was soft with his younger brothers but-..this felt different. He had just been through war. He watched his friends die right in front of him. On top of that - nubbins had-
“I know!” he smiles at him. “I-I’m quite ready to see what you guys have been cookin’!!”
There it was. That quietness.
“Yknow, i made a friend.” bobby mentions softly. “He always called me chop top. Gave it to me in the hosp-hospital!”
Drayton just nods.
“He was real sweet, gave me one of his records - he did! A-a Beatles one! ‘Sargeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band’.” he leaned back slightly, “that’s the one with the song that people say is related to LSDs!!” he grins, looking over to his brother as he rests his hands behind his head. “Though it actually originated from John Lennon’s son’s drawing.”
Drayton let him ramble on, letting him be happy for the moments before the storm.
He couldn't focus on what Bobby was saying, just staring blankly at the road.
“That’s nice, Bobby.” He mumbled.
The younger frowned, watching him. “You’re being awfully quiet.” He spoke softly, his eyes full of worry as he stared.
Drayton swallowed hard “don’t worry about it, boy.” 10 minutes. Just 10 more minutes.
The truck fell silent again. More of an uncomfortable silence now.
It didn’t take long for the duo to get there. Home.
“What happened?” bobby asked as he set his shaky hand on the door handle.
“It’s a long story.” Drayton grumbled, shutting the truck off before opening his own side’s door and stepping out.
Bobby followed soon after, retrieving his bags from the back seat. He meets his brother at the front door, grinning. He was excited to see the rest of his family. Especially his twin. He doesn’t know how to explain it but they’re..connected. Not just by blood but it feels like they can finish each other’s thoughts without even needing context.
Twins can read each others mind. His sergeant had said when they were eating lunch. Hell yeah. They could do that.
Drayton sighs heavily as he opened the door. “Welcome home, Bobby.”
The taller quickly ran into the house “bubba!” he shouts “nubbins!!”
There was a loud clatter. Then excited screaming. Then out came bubba, all grown up; wearing a fancy new tie and a yellow rubber apron and..
Bobby was tackled, pulled into a tight hug. Bubba babbled out sobs, squeezing him much too tight.
“Hi bubba!” he laughs, wrapping his arms around his brother’s large frame. If you ask if he cried, he’d obviously say no..but he’s lying. Tears were shed as he held his younger brother. “You’ve grown!” he pointed out, grinning at him.
Bubba nods quickly, moving off and standing to show his height growth. Choptop chuckled and stood beside him “almost as tall as me, bub!”
Drayton smiled at the two, staying quiet.
“Where’s nubs?” Choptop suddenly asked, looking around “he ain’t surprising me is he?” The tall veteran searched the remains of the home, calling his twin’s name “Nubbins! Nubbins!! Fuck are you?!”
The eldest brother watched as Choptop called for his twin. He knew he had to tell him but how would he? Bobby would lose his mind if he found out. Drayton knew he would eventually find the corpse. He didn’t dare toss it. Not without Bobby saying goodbye first.
His first clue of his twin’s disappearance was the way Bubba looked at Cook. He was scared. Not just scared to be yelled at or hit like normal but scared of something else. Had Drayton done something to him while he was away?
Drayton had been unusually quiet. Was it because he was guilty of something? Did he do something to Nubbins? Bobby started to get worried. Not to mention how frustrated he was. Why couldn’t they just tell him dammit?! Where was his twin?? “He’s gone.” Cook spoke up.
Bobby’s eyes watered. Gone? Like - gone to town? Gone hitchhiking? Dead?
He saw a lot of death in Vietnam. Whether it be his own men or the enemies. This was different. This was his twin. The man who had been there with him since they were born. The boy who slept in the same bed as him; right side, facing the wall, hugging a pillow, hogging the blankets. If Nubbins was dead who the hell was gonna force him to have to get up and sleep with a quilt? Who was gonna kick him awake in his sleep?
“He..he aint dead right?”
Bobby’s voice cracked. He wasn’t used to speaking with such urgency. He’s not used to losing his spark - his chipper tone he always held when he experienced something terrible. No, he was panicked. His voice shook as he asked his question, hoping - praying - the answer would be a simple no. There had to be an explanation. Nubbins couldn’t be dead.
The silence told him everything he needed to know. No one would speak to him. Bobby choked on his sobs, instead changing his question to: “Where is he?”
Cook pointed to the stairs. He had left Nubbins on the twins’ bed. Undisturbed. He was peaceful even after what he had gone through. Bubba cowered, moving to the side as Choptop sprinted up the stairs. He took a sharp left. The other two didn’t follow. He needed his moment alone.
Bobby slammed the door to their room open, flinging himself at the bed. He wrapped his skinny arms around his twin’s rotting body. The smell was awful. Nothing he hadn’t experienced before. “Nubbins!” He cried, forcing the covers off of the body. He held his twin close to his body, sob after sob wracking through his chest. He felt awful. He was supposed to be the responsible twin. He was supposed to be the one protecting his brother - even when Drayton was away. He knew Nubbins was harder to care for. He took on the challenge. And he failed.
He had been gone 3 years. He was only 25. Nubbins was only 25. God knows how long he’s just been sitting here. Choptop muttered to himself, begging Nubbins to wake up. It was like those nights again. Back when they were kids and when Bobby would have a bad dream. Nubbins always held him tight and Bobby did the same when Nubbins had a nightmare. He always held Nubbins close, made sure he would stop crying before Drayton or Ma came upstairs.
“I’ve - I’ve got you Nubs.” He whispered, face buried in the rotting hair. “Y-you’re okay. I’m home.”
It wasn’t until a week later that Drayton and Bubba saw Choptop. He had been keeping himself tucked away in his room since he found out. Somewhere he was safe. With someone he felt safe with. A corpse he felt safe with. Choptop trudged down the stairs, his usual cheery and manic tone back in action. He held the corpse close to his side. Drayton was in the kitchen at the time, cooking some poor soul into chili. “M-me n’ Nubbins are gonna go out!” He called. Drayton glanced over his shoulder, eyebrows furrowed.
“What the hell?” Bobby already had the door open before he could say anything more. “Let’s haul butt, bro!”
#HEY HEY HEY HEY! HEY STOOPID! ➸ annon writes#you fudgepackers'll be the death of me yet! ➸ tcm writes#keeping our eyes close to whats going on on the screen ➸ angst writes#quit actin like a bitch and makin up excuses ➸ hurt with no comfort#tcm#texas chainsaw massacre#chop top sawyer#nubbins sawyer#drayton sawyer#bubba sawyer#angst#tcm 1 spoilers
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Kobra Kid and 10 please! Love your art btw :)
ok ok just a little quickie before bed
kobra kid is mikey way's peak 'stoic shounen manga heartthrob who is secretly a massive but likable loser' character era and i won't have my mind changed
#mikey way#kobra kid#he can't read or write very well but he'll karate chop a bitch in the zones#mcr#my chemical romance#danger days#killjoys#myfanart#my art#asks#askbox#color palette meme#anonymous
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as someone with many tiefling and otherwise horned ocs I have to regularly consider what the odds of their lovers being accidentally impaled during sex are like. being accidentally stabbed by your lovers horns while having sex is a very real possibility for my ocs and i think about it a lot.
#sorry this is so random but it haunts me#like for Lanturn he’s fine his horns were chopped off and he wears stained glass horn caps that he can remove right#but cashmere? sapphia? all my other tieflings??? they may accidentally impale someone#also my phone had the audacity to tell me I spelled impaled wrong and discord would not let me send this exact thought and message to my#friend#the world doesn’t want me to speak my truth and that truth is there are hazards to fucking bitches with horns and that is being jabbed#painfully by their horns!!!#my sona when I design them will also have horns can you tell I like horns?#my sona is either gonna be what I imagine changelings in my world to look like (so yes they have horns) or a demon bjd#anyways sorry for maki g this post yalls problem#debated which blog to post this to for a hot min#I’ve decided it’s going here either I’m gonna scare off the few art of followers I have or like be ignored#either or
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