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[itsatorchwoodthing]

I used to feel super guilty for pirating the Big Finish audios, but now, because the company sucks, I don't.

SITES TO AVOID: https://www.tumblr.com/itsatorchwoodthing/770479113718890496

:)

[sunshineartmon]

So Athena P mentioned Pokémon in a recent video of hers and so like… I was compelled to make this. I simultaneously hope for a pokemon lore video from her and dread the research process making a pokemon video would put on her.

Bonus concept sheet!

Why’d I give her Aipom? I just felt like the silly little monkey that can also flip you off just fit her <3

[bmj-arts]

its now my job to take a thing and make it about them 🫡

[rindragon-from-twewy]

I won't even say how long it took for me to edit this but I WILL say that I enjoyed every second of it <3

[kermit-coded]

brennan's lore drop in the last episode is the fantasy high equivalent of "sturdy, denim, blue."

[softbutchthatlovesyou]

Let me give those siblings some hrt I think they'd like it p le ase

[icycoldninja]

FLUFFCEMBER DAY#15: (Vergil x Reader)

Cuddles & Kisses

Throughout all of your somewhat lengthy life, there has never been a happier moment shared between you and your loved one, the very reason for your existence—your motivation. Laying on the couch, comfortably wrapped up in his beefy arms was the most relaxing experience you'd ever had, and the opportunity to press kisses to whatever part of him was within reach was even better. You knew he was enjoying it too, how could he not? Even big strong bad boys like him want to be cuddled.

"I love you," You told him for the 190-somethingth time that night. "Love you so much."

"Thank you," Mumbled Vergil, who couldn't figure out another way to respond without seeming like a lovesick fool (at least in his eyes).

"You know, I think this is the longest we've ever gone without getting interrupted by Dante or someone else," You remarked, just because you felt like talking.

"Indeed," Vergil agreed, absently patting your shoulder. "Now hush, lest you jinx us."

"Right, right," You laughed, before grabbing his hand and kissing it. In response to that, Vergil let out a little rumble and returned the favor by giving you a peck on the crown of your head. Of course, you wouldn't let him have the last laugh, and retorted by twisting your head to press a kiss to his neck.

"Hmph," Scoffed Vergil; a wordless declaration of war. He leaned down and kissed you full on the lips, wrapping one arm around your waist and using the other to push you forwards so you couldn't escape him. He was merciful, however, and released you after a few moments, a tiny smirk present on his face.

"OK," You admitted, grinning. "You got me with that one."

"Satisfied now?" The question was a foolish one to which he already knew the answer.

"Heck no," You giggled, flinging yourself onto his chest and latching your arms around his waist so it would be impossible to pry you off. "Hold me some more."

Vergil answered you by kissing your forehead, which could have been interpreted as another wordless invitation to battle, but you decided to let it go. Vergil could take the win this time, but come nightfall, you would have your revenge.

[smolbonbon]

Moon Opens the Umbrella (Satellite)

If ykyk

Moon figuring out how he fits under the spectrum of Aroace. <3

Ngl I love how I designed Solar (aka Nice Eclipse before his Moon changed his body)

This took me 6 hours I was quick this time.

Flat colour and sketch version:

[paninicupcakke]

Santa Weapons Guy💉🎁

(HeavyMedic oneshot)

(CW: Suggestive / Medic being a freak)

Location: Red base / Annual Christmas party

Heavy was the mercenary chosen to dress up as Santa Clause for Red’s annual Christmas party. Each year they would rotate out each mercenary. This particular year had landed on Heavy. He was always the most realistic option for a lore accurate Santa Clause. Luckily for Medic, he was next in line for a turn on the Russian’s lap. This was the only excuse to sit on Heavy’s lap publicly, he wanted to make every second count. The doctor anxiously adjusted his fake elf ears, patiently waiting for Soldier to be done with his turn. Pyro was excitedly bouncing up and down while waiting behind the doctor in line.

“It’s been a pleasure Santa. Keep up the good work!” Soldier loudly saluted. He hopped off Heavy’s lap and quickly headed back over to the dessert table. Heavy waved goodbye while watching Soldier run off. Medic took a step closer, smoothing his coat out before sitting himself across the Russian’s thighs. Heavy flinched slightly at how quick the doctor was to sit in his lap.

“I already have gift for you. But I still ask, what does doktor want for Christmas?…Perhaps new hat?” Heavy suggested with a wide grin. Medic snickered, crossing his legs and leaning in close. Placing his hand up to cover both Heavy’s ear and his own lips.

“I want you to fill me up with [redacted].” Medic crudely whispered. Suggesting a jolly filled evening with his partner sat underneath him. Luckily Heavy’s flustered expression was mostly covered up by his fake beard. He began anxiously rubbing the back of his neck. Unable to come up with a quick response to such a lewd request.

“Bitte?” Medic flirtatiously pleaded. Heavy let out a small sigh.

“I’ll see what I can do.” Heavy shyly muttered. A wide, salacious grin crept across the doctor’s face. Medic suddenly flinched as he felt two fingers tap onto his shoulder. There stood an impatient Pyro behind them, tapping his own wrist as if he had a watch on it. Signaling for them to hurry it up as he pulled out a long written list from his back pocket. Medic gently stood up from Santa’s cozy lap. Heavy couldn’t help but slowly gaze up at his partner. Hearing the small bell on his hat jingle as he stood up.

“Once you’re all done here, come find me.” Medic said before casually walking off. Heavy frantically nodded, his eyes lingering on the doctor as he walked off towards the kitchen. Pyro suddenly plopped into Heavy’s lap, excitedly pointing at his long list of figurines and toys he wanted the jolly man to bring him. Heavy let out a startled noise, averting his attention back onto Pyro. Adjusting his glasses as he began to read the long paper list.

Medic stood there in the kitchen, now sipping on a cup of hot cocoa. Stirring his cup with a candy cane while continuing to stare at Heavy sat in the living room. Spy silently stood beside him, lit cigarette in hand. The Frenchman shifted his gaze away from Pyro’s unusually long paper list. Glancing over at the doctor’s giddy expression.

“What’s on your wishlist this year doctor?” Spy suddenly asked. Medic made sure the coast was clear before answering honestly.

“…Father Christmas.” Medic sheepishly admitted. Avoiding eye contact with the Frenchman’s judgmental stare. Taking a small bite of his candy cane while continuing to stare over at Heavy.

“I figured.” Spy slyly replied. Cocking an eyebrow as he scanned up and down at Medic’s gaudy, festive attire.

[eucacici]

Angel deserved better

[beautifulandsodeprived]

Nash: Can you hold this for me? It's a list of things i'm going to wear for our honeymoon Libby: But..this is just your hat Nash: ...

[itsatorchwoodthing]

everyone who wants to start listening to bf’s audios should totally avoid sites like notes dot com, audiobook bay and listennotes - even soundcloud!

[cherriko-art]

First encounters 🐔

[star-dust-shark]

I like potatoes

[alexpdcl]

who up duking their dude

(i hate the original colours here so i'm putting it under the cut:)

[t3rraria]

Buck: do you remember—

Chimney: when I got a rebar pierced through my skull? Yes I remember buck—

Buck: I was going to say the 21st night of September! But that as well.