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rocketqueen1989x · 21 hours ago
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she was so lucky and she fucked it all up for herself
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ravxe3n · 2 months ago
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when the poolverine/x men origins poolverine universes collide
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before wade wilson turned into a crazy seasoned raw chicken)
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emptyportrait · 6 months ago
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my sweet little baby in a world full of pain.
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enydaghoul · 6 months ago
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𝙄 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙
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starlingchilde · 7 months ago
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He deserved better
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amariram · 10 months ago
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“I failed?”
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lemonomelette · 8 months ago
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feeling that pharma angst again :(
ID: A drawing in color of Pharma from Transformers IDW as he looks at a T-cog with a text that says "Sometimes —if they really were clinging to life— I helped them relax their grip."
He is seen upside down, with a blank expression, with more focus on his hand holding the T-cog.
End of ID
ID credit: @accessible-maccadams
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lomlompurim · 11 months ago
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White lotus Binghe my beloved🪷💚✨
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equusmaniac · 4 months ago
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I really liked the lineart on this one. It looks good for a sketch. :)
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yoruio · 9 months ago
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I HATED THE FACT THAT YOU COULDN'T HELP HIM AFTER HE GOT INTO FLAMES LIKE THAT— LOOK, LOOK HOW HE BACKED AWAY—
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Like, i know he's done some messed up stuff, but he was just a kid that was finding any sense of company and got killed by the one thing he looked up too :((((((
So have som Catnap sketches,,, our boy deserves better!!!!! And honestly still confused about the size difference
(workin on som mor stuff w him! might draw dogday too :D)
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ditchesanddunes · 8 months ago
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I need an unhinged Barty
Give me a Barty who will hunt down hurt and kill for the people he loves
Give me a Barty who gets unhealthily obsessed with people
A Barty who, after Regulus died, cracked and used even more unforgivables, killed for fun, and tortured for sport
A Barty who heard Dorcas was killed and made it his personal mission to avenge her by any cruel means necessary
But when Evan died, a Barty who doesn’t even have rails to fly off of anymore. He kills anyone in his way, including death eaters, and he enjoys it. He is hardly on the death eaters side anymore but stays with them because of the pain they cause
And when he heard Pandora died, the sweet gentle soul of Pandora, he crumbled.
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catspawcreates · 1 month ago
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October 8th… I’m likely the only one to remember
Sweet, reformed Dadcode was decommissioned 1 year ago
didn’t get to live a year
didn’t live to see Halloween or X-Mas
I’ve never had a character I felt so bonded to
RIP Kill Code
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fuckyeahizzyhands · 2 months ago
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I miss them ❤
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panickedpenguin · 3 months ago
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Soulmates share a single symptom of emotion. For some, like Dustin Henderson, it's smiling uncontrollably whenever he can feel his soulmate laugh. For others, like Nancy Wheeler, it's balling your fists in tight tension when her soulmate yells in anger.
For Steve Harrington, it's having his eyes burn with unshed tears when he can feel his soulmate crying. When he was younger, he could hardly control the feeling and would openly sob right alongside his soulmate, however far away they were. With age he was able to reel it in, feel it less forcefully, breathe through it. Still, no matter what, his eyes would burn and often get red rimmed with strain. His soulmate was a bit of a crybaby.
He knew Nancy rarely ever cried. She was tough and smart and sought no one's approval but her own. Steve knew Nancy wasn't his soulmate, but he hoped. By God he hoped. But no, his soulmate cried. They cried almost every Christmas and always every Thanksgiving. They cried on March 29th and September 17th. Even now, having cried throughout Steve's whole life, his soulmate would cry randomly in the middle of the day or a Saturday night, cry first thing in the morning or late late, waking Steve from his sleep.
It used to annoy Steve, thinking that his soulmate must still be a baby if they're crying this much at the age of twelve, fourteen, sixteen, like fucking grow up! But when the crying wouldn't stop, when the regularity of it wouldn't slow down, Steve thought something must be wrong. Maybe his soulmate has chronic pain or suffers migraines. Maybe they're being forced to watch the world's saddest movies all the time by his evil step-mom. And then, maybe they live in a world with monsters from another dimension that attack them in the night.
Steve had told Tommy once, how he can feel his soulmates sorrow. Sorrow like drowning in grief and loss. How he feels like crying with his soulmate all the time. Tommy had nodded along, sympathizing. To lighten the mood, he joked that there must be people who pop boners when their soulmate is horny. How maybe they jizz their pants when their soulmate cums. Steve laughed and laughed and didn't bring it up again. Sometimes he'll feel the burning need to cry and think of boners instead.
When he meets Billy Hargrove, he believes that that man has never shed a tear in his life. Steve swears that Billy is a hotheaded asshole with a heart of solid ice. If he even has a heart at all. When Steve is exposed to his competitive streak and mean sense of humor, he thinks that Billy's heart might just be splintered open with the right icepick. When he sees Billy laying across the hood of his camaro, pointing out the constellations and telling stories about them over one too many beers, Steve thinks that maybe his heart isn't ice at all. Just encased in steel. Like a lockbox. And someone's got the key.
He wonders if someone has the key to his heart, too, or if they've lost it in the river of tears they've shed. He wonders if he could show them the key, if they could unlock Steve's heart together and never cry alone again. Because Steve thinks, when he cries, it's because he's alone in his feelings. Lonely and rattling for affection. Maybe that's why his soulmate cries, too.
There was one time Steve felt the burning need to cry all night long and then watched Billy Hargrove sit out of basketball practice for a week. Another time, Steve was at a party where he found himself in Eddie Munson's company in the front driveway, smoking a joint. The weed was making them sleepy and honest and Steve started crying over the death of his beloved Spaniel when he was eight years old, his best friend and housemate while his parents were away. Then Billy Hargrove came storming out of the house and slamming into his car, rubbing his eyes with his knuckles. And then there was another Septemeber 17th where Steve hadn't felt the need to cry until he was on his way home from a night shift at Family Video. He knew the date and knew his eyes would be burning for a while more so he refrained from going home to face his parents and instead drove out to the junkyard. He thought he might find something cool but instead he found Billy Hargrove, bashing in the hood of a car with a tire iron and sobbing. He wiped snot across his sleeve and glared hard at Steve for approaching, yelling and taunting. But Steve felt like crying too and he knew something about bashing faces in, so he picked up a brick and threw it through the car's passenger seat window to get Billy to shut up. They both cried and destroyed a few cars together. When they were good and done they sat down on a green washing machine and shared Billy's cigarettes.
Billy said, "My mom died nine years ago today." He sounded so hollow and worn out that Steve only hummed his acknowledgement. Then Steve said, "My soulmate is lonely today." Billy heaves a huge sigh and then they sit there for a long time after.
They don't realize they're soulmates for another few months, at Joyce's Christmas party where Steve kisses Billy on the cheek soft and careful under the mistletoe. Billy sneaks out the back door to silently sob into the forest. Steve soon follows him out to make sure he's okay, only to watch Billy's body shake and barely exhale a breath while Steve's eyes burn and burn.
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pagingdoctorbeat · 22 days ago
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‘I just hope my mom doesn’t blame herself.’
THIS WAS SO PAINFUL TO DRAW I NEED TO DRAW HIM ON THE BEACH WITH A HOT BABE AND A DRINK IN HIS HAND
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icetobes · 1 year ago
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ALSO the fact that all richie got for a reaction to his death is pete’s “someone killed richie?” is DEVASTATING I HATE IT HERE
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