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queerdraco · 1 day ago
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springypaws · 4 months ago
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Why in the world do so many memes/joke images do nothing but remind me of this man.
How can a game be so good with a protagonist who’s literally a walking meme (I say this with so much platonic affection 💋)
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Plus the original image:
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finrinrinfin · 9 months ago
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I’ve been making reaction images into vld characters and I’m having a lot of fun
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izuizzy · 2 months ago
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human vox… human vox… human vox…
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hunnam · 11 months ago
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Cam Gigandet Til Death Do Us Part (2023)
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allmyhomieshatelawns · 9 months ago
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Hiiiiii everyone I’ve become obsessed w Trolls, and by extension, several of the AUs here. In particular, @djmurphy ‘s Hypno Pop AU has had me in its clutches. I couldn’t stop myself so I wrote a lil somethin’ in between working on my Feral!Branch AU.
Bit of a warning, it’s def unreliable narrator, and yes, it’s supposed to be kinda creepy. I hope y’all like, please do not copy or post to another site. Lmk what y’all think!
"Hee, hee, hee, hee, heh, heh, eheh…" It wouldn't stop, no matter what I tried, nothing would make it stop. My face hurt, my entire body hurt if I was being honest. It was getting harder to do that. My voice wasn't my own, instead spewing false, toxic positivity that made me want to scream. It was hard to be honest even inside my own head when the compulsions wouldn't leave me alone either.
Keep Smiling. The compulsions hurt, but it hurt worse to try and resist. Like my nerves were being burnt. The compulsions made it easier to go about my day-to-day. I always knew what I was supposed to be doing, and how to be a good troll like everybody else. It was comforting to have a safety net.
Keep Singing. This one was harder to obey, but somehow even more painful to try and ignore. Whether I obeyed or not, it felt like liquid fire in my veins. I watched it happen over and over and over again. Every time I opened my mouth to sing, I saw her push me out of the way instead. It was painful fighting to go grey. My vocal cords always felt shredded, and they had lost a lot of their angelic body, sounding raspy, damaged.
Go To King Peppy. My numb feet carried me to the King's pod that he shared with his youngest daughter. I wasn't supposed to talk about Viva either, which was wrong. Poppy should know about her older sister, even if she never got to meet her. I knew a little about my parents, even if they had been taken before my egg hatched. At least I knew my parents existed. I wonder what my brothers are up to…
Part of me yearned to have them home still, that same part I was scared was getting dependent on the string. I would feel my feet quickening as the power of the string would begin to fade, heading to King Peppy's door, knowing I wouldn't skip. It was horrifying to think part of myself actually liked being like this. I still remembered resisting, or trying to, hating every moment of this prison. I remembered trying to scream, trying to get anyone to help me and I couldn't make myself do anything. Oh after the first close calls King Peppy had made sure to put in the compulsions to 'never alarm anyone'. Now people didn't panic when they saw me, and it was all thanks to King Peppy!
I reached King Peppy's office, knocking politely and entering the room as he bid me. King Peppy helped me when no one else could. He was the only one able to help me get rid of my greyness, the only one willing to do what it took to make me normal. I owed him everything. My smile was blindingly painful.
"Ah, Branch, perfect timing as always." King Peppy smiled broadly, opening his arms for a hug.
I leapt into his arms, the contact feeling like licking flames.
King Peppy held me for a moment, before setting me back down. He reached into his hair, pulling out a nearly-empty lyre, with one glittering pink string on it.
My heartbeat quickened seeing it, eyes tunneling to focus on the horribly beautiful string. It glowed with its own light, drawing me in and re-thickening the haze over everything I saw. I felt my shoulders begin to relax as the haze crept further, like a wild animal with its eyes hooded.
A few plucks of the string, and I felt my mind wash away in a comfortable haze. All of the anxiety and negativity bleeding away to the innermost recesses of myself. It was such a relief to not have to deal with all of those pesky emotions! Now I could just be happy and sing and dance and have fun like everyone else!
I smiled, my face comfortably numb from the fresh effects of the string. "Thank you, King Peppy! I feel much better now!" I chirped, hardly able to see him at all through the haze.
"I'm so glad to hear that, Branch! Now, I've still got some work to finish up, why don't you run along and find someone to play with until you're called for dinner?" King Peppy chuckled as he suggested it, placing the sacred string back in its spot, safely in his hair.
The village was still bustling even at this hour, people skipping about and holding hands and singing and dancing. It was amazing.
My whole body felt like it was floating, like I was only connected to it by a tiny string. I waved and smiled at everyone who greeted me, even if I couldn't tell who had spoken to me. It unnerved me not being able to see more than a couple of troll-lengths away at best. No shadows to see a hand reaching down for–
"Hey, Branch! There you are! I was just looking for you!" Princess Poppy's cheerful voice broke in before a compulsion could correct my thought.
My head whipped around to her voice, my smile still painful, but a little more genuine. Princess Poppy was a sweet girl, even if she was annoying. She was perfect and would make an excellent queen one day.
"Princess! What can I do for you today?" I asked, kneeling down in front of her. She wasn't that much shorter than me, but I would take any excuse to get off of them. I had to stay fresh for more dancing, after all!
She beamed at me, somehow making it look effortless and completely sincere.
"One of the performers for my party tonight had to backout last minute. Would you be able to fill in? I don't need a full set or anything, just a couple of songs." Her voice was pleading, eyes big and pouty. She should know by now I can't say no to her.
"Of course, what's the theme for the party?" My grinning kept up, my lips not allowed to turn down in her presence.
"Thank you so much Branch you have no idea how much this means to me!" Poppy rushed out in one breath, leaping at me and hugging me tightly. I responded automatically, not having to think about hugging back. That was the nice thing about being a puppet in your own body at least.
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lailanihan · 2 years ago
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heavily cropped but uh
i may be out here pushin’ an agenda on the bird site
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i-have-no-braincells · 11 months ago
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another little guy.
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mydarlingdahlia · 5 months ago
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Erm mood board time!! I made these for the self ship fics I made/am making lol
Metallic Petals : fic — board
Ambrosia Addiction : fic (not out yet) — board
And more to come!! I made these for fun lol
@glitchtricks94 @v4mp-wife @lunerabo I think yall might like these :)
I like how both of them are with Veritas lol
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cunninghamchrissie · 1 year ago
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one more time, steal my breath by @deliriumsdelight7
“It felt like his entire life as he knew it hinged on this moment. Like depending on how things went, the next few minutes could bring a lifetime of joy or an eternity of fathomless sorrow.”
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beepcorereal · 1 year ago
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the magic of combining hyperfixs 🙏
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linktothecats · 1 year ago
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guys look what I did
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gideongravesyaoi · 1 year ago
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i made these while stoned qnd half asleep if you see a typo. no you dont
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dirtplanks · 1 year ago
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vid: 14sec - a rimmer edit? fan-smegging-tastic (i can’t stop making these)
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gaysquares · 9 months ago
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Sophocles via Anne Carson, Electra || Ella Wilson, Take Care || Hannah Green, Are You Still Hungry, Mother? || Sam Gordon, A Mother's Hate || Maan Limburg || Tarfia Faizullah, Seam || Ugochukwu Damian Okpara, My Mother Makes Memories Crawl On My Skin || Louise Glück, Unpainted Door || Clementine von Radics, Courtney Love Prays to Oregon || Liv Bruce || Erin Slaughter, The Sorrow Festival || Sophocles via Anne Carson, Electra || Neil Gaiman - Sam Kieth - Mike Dringenberg, Lucifer - My Best Fiend's Wedding || Lindsay Bird || Stephen Rheeder || Alain de Botton || Silas Denver Melvin, The Guessing Game: A Mother's Love || Trista Mateer, Aphrodite Made Me Do It || Brenna Twohy, I Know It's a Little Late || Alex Rainer
Tathlyn Auvrynval: On Mothers, Memories, and Survival
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batmanmadhouseau · 2 years ago
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Paper refs of a few characters so far, these designs are not 100% so there may be changes or differences later on :)
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