#i love them soooooo much

[peculiardiction]

Valerie really picked that boy up, threw him over her shoulder, and he’s been riding it ever since, huh?

Bonus chibi comic too! 🥰

[ligh5hog]

Random doodle I made on Christmas Eve :P The sillies

[kitamars]

on the case!

[donkeyparalyzed]

Ronan and Adam

[alastair-1205]

Honestly the fact that Geo's name is "Geo" is just proof that him and Cole were made for each other like Hello???? Ah yes meet my 2 favorite gay legos: Rock and Rock squared

[dootznbootz]

Odysseus is the type of guy who oozes rizz and can and will say the sweetest shit to Penelope and revels in her being happy with it ("You're beautiful in red" when she blushes. THAT type of cheesy bullshit. Have you READ the shit he says to her in the Odyssey?) but if she gives it back, he just freezes and Odysseus.exe stops working. Especially since he was the one doing all the flirting in the beginning until she finally chills out and "allows" herself to have a crush.

Penelope: ...You know, I don't really know if your name fits you. Odysseus: Oh? You don't think "Pain in the ass" is a good fit? Penelope: It definitely is...But...I don't know. Maybe it's because when I think of you, I don't think of pain, I think of joy... Yeah, instead of "pain giver", you're a giver of joy."Joy Giver" perhaps? Odysseus:

Penelope: ...Are you okay? Odysseus: *completely red and continues to make a high-pitched squeaking sound like air being let out of a balloon*

He gets more used to it as they get further along in their marriage but in the beginning, this guy was screaming into his pillows and kicking his feet and twirling his hair and being stupid :D

[coralbluenumber9]

Demoman had a ghostly talking sword in the official comics

[spinostarz]

gnb ocs my dumb stupids aa

[nowordsformylove]

jolenz 🫶

[radioroxx]

i think everyday about. how, as a robot, freddy fazbear would experience emotions differently from people. and how, as a robot, his whole perspective on the three star family situation would be wild. like… you’re programmed to be an entertainer, a dancer, a singer, etc., until suddenly youre not. he probably cant dance without a head- wouldnt have a reason to sing anymore (except maybe to his family. which is VERY cute to imagine). and its just… he’s not really freddy fazbear anymore, is he?

theres also a point to be made about, how robots feel. bc bc ai blah blah i wont go into it, his feelings arent going to be expressed or understood in the same way peoples’ are. theres going to be part of him that doesnt fully understand what its like to be part of their little family, to fully understand why and how he came to care sooo much about these two for taking him in.

i need to organize my freddy thoughts but. oooughhg. do you understand? please please pl

[prettyinaccurate]

Do you have more lore of graham and arthur besides them fucking one time as well as their established jobs?,i love them so much and i want more of them.

I do! Their backstories are pretty flushed out by now, so ill put em below if youre interested!!

Graham:

Graham was born in London to a middle class family in the very late 19th century. His mother died giving birth to him, and he had no siblings, but his relationship with his father was good. His father did the best he could raising him, but had to work a lot to support their family, and often left Graham to his own devices. This didn't bother Graham at all, since it gave him the freedom to do as he pleased.

Graham's father owned a salvage shop (which is basically a Victorian thrift store), and they lived in the apartment above it. The money was nothing impressive, but it was enough to get by. However, since Graham’s father rarely left and Graham had no interest in making friends, the store was basically where he was raised. Surrounded by such a wide variety of oddities donated or pawned, he would occasionally come across old books and instruments relating to the sciences. He poured his life into these outdated textbooks and studying these strange instruments; quickly developed a deeper understanding of them than most scientists would dare to dream. Particularly, he was most fascinated by herbology, chemistry, alchemy, and anatomy. 

When Graham was a teenager, his father died of scarlet fever. Graham had never been significantly impacted by emotion, and, while knowing he would miss his father, was not partially saddened. (Still this would impact his interest in creating cures.)  In his will, his father left him a decent sum of money, the shop, and the apartment above it. Uninterested in continuing the business, Graham sold just about everything inside the shop at a heavily discounted price, keeping only that which related to his studies. Using this money and that his father left, Graham decided to put himself through college. This did not work out. He learned in his first year that the college taught from the same textbooks he had already memorized, and he understood the contents on a deeper level than even his professors. After three semesters, he dropped out and returned home. 

Now equipped with money he had not needed for college and more confidence than ever, Graham used what was left of his inheritance to purchase that which he needed for starting his own experiments. He found a lot of success in creating elixirs of a wide variety; started with simple things like cough remedies, fever reducers, and soothing balms. He continued like this for about a year before delving into more ambitious elixirs. His success continued, though was briefly interrupted by an incident involving lye which left him blind in his right eye. He recovered speedily with one of his own cures, but did not regain sight. Soon after being blinded, Graham decided to take his work more seriously. He reopened his father’s shop under the name “Hurst Curatives” and began to sell his work. He saw rapid and wild success, as word quickly spread of his almost “magical” cures. All it took was a single request at an exuberant price from a nobleman to Graham for him to realize commissions could be very lucrative. Again, he never much understood moral codes, so he saw no issue when these commissions eventually took on a dubious nature. In a matter of five or so years, he established himself as a disliked but distinctly respected member of the community, knowing a lot of bad things about very important people. He is untouchable! He is rich! Life is pretty damn good.

Arthur:

Arthur was born to an immigrant family in the late 19th century. His path is more traditional, but certainly a success. His parents came to America from Scotland, settling in a large city on the east coast. His mother was pregnant when they arrived, and he was born not one month later. His family did not have much money, and lived in a shared home with ten or so other families. Since this made for a crowded and chaotic environment, Arthur spent a lot of time at the library, or reading on the outside stoop.

Arthur was not immediately captured by the sciences. Instead, he was entranced by fairy tales, especially the stories of brave heroes sacrificing everything for the good of another. Deeply empathetic, he was inspired by these tales of heroism and would carry them with him to adulthood.

Arthur did not have any formal schooling in his formative years, but learned to read and write early on from an older Scottish man who shared their building. It was enough that he was able to attend secondary school, where he excelled. During this period, he decided to become a physician, hoping to help people much like the heroes in his childhood stories. His teachers were impressed by his drive, compassion, and grades; enough so that he was put up for an academic scholarship, which he was awarded. 

In college, and through to his doctorate, Arthur’s life did not see much excitement or change. He threw himself into his studies with a great passion, passing on a social life in favor of reaching his goal. He began a paid internship, at which point he began sending money home to his parents so they could live more comfortably.

His mentor, an Englishman originally from the outskirts of London, was delighted by Arthur’s progress and care. So delighted, in fact, that his mentor offered Arthur a position as lead physician not one year after receiving his doctorate, explaining that a dear friend of his was retiring, and had asked for a promising doctor to take over his position. Arthur accepted this offer excitedly, and was shipped off to London just as soon as he was granted permission to practice there. It’s not very long after his arrival, however, that he notices many of the cases in London are… odd. What, or who, is the cause?

[scribbledkingdomstuck]

Princess Roxy! A moment of your time? we're dying to know how you've been? what have you been up to?

ROXY: we’ve been away from the palace for about two years now. We’ve got a cute little house in the countryside, away from the people in the capitol. Real cozy-like!!

ROXY: it’s easier out here fer rosie. Less people out here who have unwarranted opinions on her little talents. Magic isn’t rlly something Dersians are fond of.

ROXY: we have a lot of fun together :)))))))

[apile0fb0nes]

crawls out of my cave to place this on a plate as an offering to the snufmin enjoyers

I love this but I struggled with drawing the hands!! What I went with is the best I could do!!!

Tomorrow I'm probably gonna get this colored and then I'll turn it in for a grade at school- we basically just gotta make a mini 'passion project' about something your passionate about, so I decided to make some of my moomin & snufkin fanart into a sticker :3

yes I know I'm mentally ill but I just love them and my teacher is cool w/ it soooooo..... I'm using this opportunity to make stickers of my own fanart <3

[sholmeser]

consider them please

[donkeyparalyzed]

Ronan, Adam, Cabeswater

Taking a break from work by drawing my beautiful boys (and how I love Ronan’s pale skin and dusty Adam)

[nyxowl16]

MY FAV FAMILY 😫