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hauntedtotem · 21 days ago
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found an old wip i should probably redraw sometime
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ageofzero · 1 year ago
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TODAY I LEARNED THAT AT THE START OF THE PANDEMIC, BEN DROWNED FINALLY GOT ITS PART 3.
once again I am like years late to the news/party but mfer I was there when Alex was working on part 3 to be a forum and video game ARG combo experience omfg. Those forums are long gone, wiped off the internet, but damn!! He really said "oh, I have time to do this now" and fcking finished it while I wasn't looking.
He also used AI image generators for the process so it's a monkey's paw situation for me but still. dang.
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behavioraleventnetwork · 2 years ago
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(uncanny valley warning?)
I do wish in those Fanon vs. Canon BEN posts that more people would mention that green hair is only one of BEN’s appearances. Here’s a quick video from Jadusable’s channel that reveals a lot of BEN’s appearances in rapid succession
(Not linking because I want this to show up in tumblr search, but the jadusable wiki’s BEN page (case sensitive) has a gallery section with all images of it, both from videos and the ARG websites)
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emmyrosee · 1 year ago
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She got her quiet sneaking in from you.
Kenma’s fingers tap roughly on the controller in his hands, tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth in focus. He’s died four times to this monster, its shrieks of agony scaring him once embarrassingly in front of his chat, the other three deaths because, now that he’s past being scared, Kenma realizes what a damn hard boss this is.
“Chat, I’m telling you right now, if I see this dev in the streets, I’m taking a crowbar to their knee caps- this is a promise, not a warniIIIIIIING!”
He lurches from the gentle tug of his elbow, heart sinking to his chest in complete fear and acceptance that this is it for him, he’s dead. His arm is ripped away from the source, but when he hears a tiny gasp in fear, Kenma’s heart beats calmly again.
“Daddy okay?” Maesi asks, and kenma pauses the game to turn to her.
“You startled me baby,” he teases, and she blocks up at him with doe eyes to coax him to forgive her. As if she really needs to do that. “But what’s up beautiful?” He asks, putting down his controller and stretching. “How are you, angel?”
Maesi hums and passes her father the plate, her eyes peering up at him timidly- a trait he wants to blame on you, but every time, he’s met with a cocked eyebrow from you. “Want french fry?”
Kenma chuckles and nods, “I mean, you know I’m never gonna say no to fries,” he says, reaching down to grab the lukewarm fry from her tiny plastic plate. God knows how long they’ve been out, at least four hours; but that doesn’t stop kenma from letting his little girl take care of him in her own way. “You wanna be in daddy’s stream? Say hi to chat?” When she nods, Kenma lifts her up and into his lap, and once done, he reaches over to pick up another fry. In his headphones, Kenma hears that he got a donation.
Thank you kuroosassscheek for gifted 75 subs: hey Kenma there’s something behind you
“Thank you, Kuroo,” he scoffs. “Spawn, say hi to chat and uncle Tetsu.”
“Hi chat, hi uncle Tetsu,” she hums shyly, and Kenma kisses her temple around his chewing. “What playin’?”
“Daddy’s playing a scaaaary game,” he says, voice hiked slightly while he gasps. Maesi giggles before passing him another fry, which he takes quickly.
“Gonna have nightmare,” she warns.
Kenma raises his brows in agreement, “mommy’s gonna have to tuck me in.”
“Me too,” she mumbles, curling into Kenma’s hoodie, nose burrowing into his neck and tickling his skin slightly. “Play Star Valley?” She asks.
He hugs her tightly with a fake groan of effort, and she giggles happily, “you want to watch daddy play Stardew Valley?”
“Yeah..”
“Does mumma know you’re in here?”
Maesi is quiet- he chuckles and shakes his head, letting her get comfortable against him. He knows you’re not far, probably asleep on the couch, and Kenma prepares himself to potentially have to carry his two sleeping babies to bed.
“Alright- one second chat,” he says simply, grabbing his controller to change the game to the easy, calming game Maesi loves to watch him play. “We’ll pick that up tomorrow. Gotta protect myself from nightmares.”
Once again, Maesi lets out a little laugh; she tucks her face as close as she can to him, only shifting to grab another fry to munch on. He tips his head slightly again, to plant a kiss on the crown of her head, the soothing music in his headphones gets placed on her head, and before kenma can start any of his tasks, he feels Maesi’s breathing even out, her plate of fries and nuggets placed somewhere on the desk for him to take.
And that’s okay. He’ll play for a while, just in case she wakes up, and he’ll let her sleep in confidence in her fathers arms. Kenma’s pleased as the numbers in his stream doesn’t immediately drop: it stays, even now as it’s been hijacked by the one he loves most.
This 🥺🩷
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cringecorp · 8 months ago
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halfcrackerspider-man · 1 year ago
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i made these images the other day i need to keep them somewhere
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zerothisnero · 9 months ago
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B.E.N/Behavioral Event Network sexuality headcanon
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Love wins guys 🥰
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pro-gamer-moves · 11 months ago
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Time and Space
It was bound to happen eventually. Attacked in the middle of the night and still wounded from their last encounter with the Shadow, the resulting fight was a mad scramble to grab weapons and protect those that still couldn’t do much more than lift their heads.
Time, who had taken a particularly bad hit to his torso yesterday, could see that they weren’t going to win this one. Unacceptable. He used what strength he had to open his bag and pull out a fragment of a mask from where it had lain at the bottom ever since he tore it off his face all those years ago. There wasn’t much left of it now; the mouth and left eye, a few silvery strands of hair clinging to the top. He could only hope it would be enough.
With one last pained breath, he brought it to his face and began to scream.
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smoothie03 · 1 month ago
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The Pokémon Tera Leak incident yesterday ingrained itself that much into my brain I dreamed about a Zelda Tera Leak showing me cut Wind Waker Beta content
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cmoks · 1 year ago
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day 5 - haunted
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macaronientustiast · 2 years ago
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happy pi day this is your reminder ghost is afraid of birds and jumping while jimmy has a macaroni phobia and toast is afraid of water
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hauntedtotem · 1 year ago
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Ko-Fi
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aerypear · 2 years ago
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Would it be fair if he wandered back that way? Find himself fallen down another pocket and slide right out into the other realm? His aching back resting against the cool of the brick. All regarded him the captain of Hyrule's knights. He knew better than that though. Blessed by the goddesses to be more than a man, more than a knight. A hero. He had done as Zelda requested. Redid his childhood that he had lost. Yet the trauma prevented anything meaningful to take root.
The only thing that kept him from drowning in the long expansive years left of childhood was to keep traveling. Keep moving. Make it to adulthood. But now that he was here at the end goal, he found very little waiting for him. 7 years asleep was a blessing but 7 years awake taught him futility. How he wished he knew how to spend one's childhood. He kept going and going and going. He couldn't return to the woods, he didn't belong there anymore. He couldn't move to castle town, no adult would take him seriously. Any of the villages would see him as a nuisance. Traveling only further expanded upon that notion. Adults dismissed him at every turn out of hand. He found more luck with people who happened to not be Hylian, Human, Sheikah or the like. But living among what could only be explained as the eldritch is not conducive to life.
He saw no proper way for him to live his childhood. Now he has the highest position a man from humble roots can obtain and he was dissatisfied. The inaction left him clawing for something more. The flicker of shadows left him always on high alert. Settling into a life of nothing was more torture than living life on the road with only Epona and his wits.
Once a hero, forever haunted by the echoes of that life. Time heals all wounds, but not help the scars vanish.
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lesbovalentine · 1 year ago
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agoraphobic girl disappears to lure boyfriend into a saw trap in fucking hill house. boyfriend is just happy to have something to do oh god is that a silent hill demon oh god let me out of here !!!!!!!!
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pumpkinsouppe · 1 year ago
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I’m gonna be honest, 90% of the games I play or want to play don’t come from game recs from friends they actually come from fruddle’s sleepy video game music for 2 hours (vol. 2 and 3)
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literarywizard · 8 months ago
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Bringing Majora's Mask Into My Dungeons & Dragons Campaign
I got to unveil another old secret in my last D&D session. This one was less old since it was the result of the game of The Ground Itself we finished in December of 2022, but that was also a long time ago and everyone knows they're in a time loop now!
This time, it was only three weeks between sessions for my recently resurrected Dungeons and Dragons campaign (the one I call The Leeching Wastes) and it was only three instead of the originally planned two because two of the players got sick. Which means this is the first time this group has had two consecutive sessions in way more than a year. In this session, after a quick review of what…
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