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papanowo · 2 years ago

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is crosshair not in the bad batch meets scorch post bc sev was his favourite /j

its also cus hes not in prison in that scenario but yes ^_^ anyways i just HAD to draw them together but since thats never gonna happen have this au where sevs like this rex figure helping clones desert

#but yeah crosshairs like. THE fanboy in the batch like wrecker just wanted to be scorchs friend but crosshair had merch #miku binder but with sevs helmet on it type beat yfm #holy fuck i should draw that #1mil likes and ill draw tha- [gunshots]#ive had hey ya on loop for 40 minutes i think its getting to me #anyways #my art #star wars #tbb #bad batch #delta squad #repcomm #crosshair #tbb crosshair #sev #oh yeah just remembered #scorch isnt hunter + techs fav actually !#hunters fav is boss cus hes a strong leader and he has cool stubble #and tech would really like to go up to fixer all like oh golly it sure is nice to meetcha mister fixer im a real big fan love your work sir #and then he gives him a good firm handshake.#im gonna go to bed before i spill my guts in these tags goodnight chat cant wait for this to autopost at work later

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naggingatlas · 3 months ago

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'thats not his role in the story!' hm i wonder what the point of it is then. hm i wonder what the dead pixel scene means. hm i wonder what wrong organ are trying to say with the context of 'awesome male friendship' and 'corporate hell where the only woman onboard is constantly under ridicule, abused or forcibly forgotten yet is the catalyst' if not this. hm i wonder how curly's physical agony being a direct parallel to anya's mental agony, stripped of voice, agency, just like her, and being forced to watch what happens while not doing jack shit, just like he used to, plays a part in this. i wonder what the moral of him being the final girl says about living with the consequences of your inaction, because of sentimentality, because of status, career and social. hm i wonder whatever the fuck this game was trying to say. hm i wonder what else is on this person's blog Oh Lord there's yaoi penice.

#mouthwashing #mouthwashing spoilers #sa mention #dont go after this person but i hooooope they rethink. their view of the story.#but god im gonna squeeze lemons in my eyes soon #taking this game away from yall until you unlearn misogyny #ooooh curlys just sooo sweet poor thaaang oh my oh my youre looking sooo far into thissss haaahaaa #its all just a misunderstanding!!!! anya didnt speak clearly enough!!!! noooo its not on my beautiful blue eyed rascal hahaaa #ok look curlys an insane character i love analyzing him and i VERY MUCH dont want people to think im like villanizing the guy #the entire point is that otherwise pretty chill people can fuck up OF THEIR OWN FAULT AND BIAS and then learn. painfully. what not to do.#and by chill i also dont mean holy water pure ok. distinctions.#and id really hate people taking either side of the argument on curlys morality. esp considering his appearance (for both.)#just don't. fucking make baby ass black and white arguments #this game should be behind a childproof lock in the shape of a reading comprehension test abt crime and punishment #im super supportive of people trying to think outside the norm about art like mouthwashing and explaining their own musings #and talking with others and trying to understand how to argument their thoughts which is what the op of the post this was left on was doing #being genuinely curious and open #but brother i draw the line at so merrily denying the main fucking point of the character in the catalyst event #GOOD GOD make this game only accessible to 35+ yo's with no internet access #the contents of their blog were just the cherry on top #unblocking them in hopes they see this ig

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fungilicious · 23 days ago

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Riptides by @platoapproved and @marbleflan

Chapter Two: Seattle, 1999

“Hands,” he says and Armand offers them up as if in worship. Louis slides the silk scarf from his shoulders, binding Armand’s wrists with it and securing them to the metal arm of the sofa. He could break free in an instant, of course. But he won’t.

“You’ve done so well tonight, Arun…just a little longer, I promise.”

chapter one art here