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We stan an Evil lesbian and her gay brother.
Finally saw Stream yesterday! Loved it. Ironically, I missed seeing it in theaters since I had covid, and watched it on streaming (lol) shortly after getting the latest shot.
#artists on tumblr#digital illustration#my art#fanart#horror art#stream horror movie#david howard thornton#player 2#player 3#character design#funny#( suggestive cw )#i guess#terrifier#art the clown
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I will always and forever believe that the Wii player hands are characters
look at this little guy, so proper and pulled together
the rebellious one, she always strives to be on top
they're not well known, but this timid little fella loves goofing around
and wise old 4, he's been around for ever, he knows a thing or two about life
I sent these to my bestie a lil bit ago, I wanted to share it with everyone. this group should come alive. I wanna give them life
#wii#wii u#wii games#players#player hands#player 1#player 2#player 3#player 4#nostalgia#oc#is it an OC?#I spose not#text#image#mii#miis#wii players#wii hands#gaming
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Happy Atlanta pride to Gay son and (lesbian ) Thot daughter.
Stream (2024) // dir. Michael Leavy
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AU where Mostro Lounge launches it as an official sporting event, because Azul smelled the business opportunity (featuring @raven-at-the-writing-desk's Miss Raven with Jade)
(Continuation of the book 4 mystery)
Bonus of the nefarious opportunistic octopus:
#twisted wonderland#twst#my art#floyd leech#jade leech#azul ashengrotto#twst yuu#twst mc#oc#shiokawa mayu#floyd leech x yuu#floydmayu#ace and deuce bet on different players just to cover their bases#you can guess who picks who#grims on the shore with them#go go yuu go get that prize money#you have 1 cat mouth at home to feed#im trying so hard to resist pulling for mermaid fin floyd#bc jamils bday is coming up soon#i dont pull floyd normally but that groovy is so good#i put 1 ten pull in and got 3 jamils in it so im like#alright ALRIGHT ill stop#hes mad at me...
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#putting this here in case anyone decides to go looking for more info about my particular guy here#1) soccer player 2) gay 3) started for italy met and got engaged to his future husband while there and adopted a girl#4) ends up spending the rest of his life in germany bc he got traded but he WAS able to get gay married there#because it's legal in germany and not italy. ENGAGED FOR LIKE 15 YEARS BTW!!!!!#5) husband dies at 110 and then my guy dies 7 years later also at the age of 110#6) I don't want to start a new life in the game because I played as him for hours and don't have the heart to wipe the slate clean#yusuf yacob you will always be famous. to me. sorry for making your penis injury gain interest#and sorry your mother died after being charged by a hippo
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ОУ
#poppy playtime#poppy playtime fanart#poppy playtime 3#poppy playtime chapter 3#catnap#dogday#kissy missy#the player
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COTL Sheep: Change
I stole this bit from @saltydkdan's Kart Racing Brain Rot video because this looks like something that Sheep will do to Goat.
#cotl#cult of the lamb#cotl narinder#narinder#cotl goat#cotl sheep#cotl player 3#steven universe#saltydkdan
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im weeping because im aroace
#planet search#splatoon#splatoon 3#unserious game filled with unserious players#we still lost but i got whiplash from this and forgot i was even playing splatoon#i need to draw this give me like a few days
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More angry vengeful dogday AU but now with a bit of lore because yall seemed to like it--
#poppy playtime#poppy playtime chapter 3#Missed Chances AU#poppy playtime au#dogday#Catnap#player poppy playtime#kissy missy#Poppy#Cowardly and extra dramatic player my beloved /p#Catnap joined the team! (sorta)
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STREAM
New poster up
#stream 2024#horror movie#elaine keenan#Roy keenan#taylor keenan#kevin keenan#linda springs#theo#louis#dave burhsm#oswald hansen#Mr Lockwood#david howard thornton#player 1#player 2#player 3#player 4
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guys i don't think we can put him on our back
#ever since i learnt how big this man was my entire worldview had been shattered#dogday enjoyers better start hitting the gym#my art#sitruuna-art#fanart#poppy playtime#poppy playtime 3#poppy playtime chapter 3#poppy playtime fanart#smiling critters#dogday#player#poppy playtime player#poppy playtime dogday#high quality shitpost#click for higher quality#artists on tumblr
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being married to duke!blade is a feat inconceivable to many.
overseeing the northern region where monster outbreaks are high and temperatures are low, he is feared by many for not only his undeniable battle prowess, but also his cold and dismissive demeanour. from all the stories and rumours passed down from those who battled alongside the duke, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say his mere presence alone is sufficient enough to take on an entire army.
but despite his infamous personality, the young duke had made rounds within high society when he first showed his face. he was handsome, having that rugged appearance expected of a blood-soaked warrior residing on the battlefied, yet beautiful with a haunting allure — those crimson-marigold eyes of his can simultaneously bewitch an unassuming victim and bring the most prideful of monarchs down to their knees.
and, as expected of someone with such descriptors, many of the nobility found themselves drawn to him in spite of the rumours which clung to his very being. noble ladies wished to be the first he ever danced with, while many families seeked to gain even a morsel of his power through arranged marriages. relentless as they were, none succeeded in swaying the stone-cold duke.
and stone-cold he was upon your first meeting, albeit in… less than fortunate circumstances.
having meandered around the foresty northern borders not too far from where your family estate is, you certainly were not expecting to stumble across a rotting corpse smack-dab in the middle of your path! okay, well, rotting may not be the most suitable term, but the slumped body, battered and bruised and bloodied, you accidentally kicked was very much a corpse.
you had contemplated leaving the body there but, upon seeing a bloodied insignia of an all-too familiar ducal household, you decided you wanted to live a little longer. of course, this led to you lugging a slumped, muscle-packed warrior of a man all the way to where your estate was, heaving and huffing with your body trembling under the weight.
(to say you were just about ready to collapse when the family knights spotted your emerging figure was no understatement!)
whisked away into a guest room near your own, your parents called for the family doctor immediately. when the blood was cleaned and his wounds were wrapped, the sight of his injuries mending themselves was sure to be a sight you would never be able to rid your mind of. it was a strange but intriguing phenomenon to see his skin stitched anew, that horrid sight of him collapsed in the forestry almost like that of a dream.
your father immediately sent word to the duke’s estate to notify them of the circumstances. in the meanwhile, the man of the hour was unconscious for three days. seeing as how you were the one to find him, you took it upon yourself to help look after his well-being. changing his bandages, regularly wiping the accumulating sweat with a freshly damp cloth, ensuring the room is well-ventilated — you did the lot!
(sometimes you would stare at his resting face, wondering just how much more handsome he would be with his eyes open; only to retract that sentiment when recalling the tales about how his eyes could burn a man alive. exaggerated or not, he is still a dangerous individual you would rather not further entangle yourself with.)
with his people having retrieved their master from your care, promises of hefty compensation for taking care of their lord ringing in your ears, you were ready to sweep the whole ordeal under the rug and never get yourself involved with a man like him again! after all, he is the fearful duke responsible for your region, while you’re just another noble within his domain.
so, naturally, when you first heard of your soon-to-be marriage, you thought your parents did something to offend him and were sending you as a sacrifice meant to appease his wrath.
because, well, why else would the very same duke infamous for having zero interest in romantic and political marriages be sending a letter for your hand in marriage of his own accord? being unconscious the entirety of the time made him unable to see you, let alone know your family, so of course that meant his staff had filled him in on what happened. but why would he initiate this proposal without even knowing who you are first???
(did you get a say in this? no. would you have refused? yes. did your parents care about you and your well-being? aside from their apologetic gazes at your slack-jawed reaction and somewhat rational reasoning of “his grace may have an infamous reputation, but he is not a cruel ruler nor man,” you would like to deny the parental affection they have given you thus far in favour of objecting the claim.)
well, no matter. there was little time to prepare for his arrival to your estate, as the letter stated he would be arriving to escort you himself.
after much fuss over your clothing and luggage, the day arrived; you were going to see him again, except this time, he would see you as well.
a regal carriage entered the estate’s gates. the door swung open. a black gloved hand was the first to appear, followed by a ducked head of long navy hair, a familiar figure donning a freshly pressed suit and black overcoat, and finally — finally — a pair of burning crimson-marigold met your own gaze.
you weren’t sure if it was the adrenaline of your fight or flight response kicking in or the butterflies which ruptured within you that caused your heart rate to increase, but you found yourself unable to tear your gaze away from him.
he stopped in front of you, the features you once saw up close felt more complete than ever with the addition of his eyes open.
and thus, with your palm settled atop his outstretched gloved one, your fate was sealed.
(man. was this the compensation the staff were saying to you as they left…?)
that was two years ago.
savage. cold-blooded. inhumane. brute. monster. these were some of the ways in which duke blade was described. the man who currently sits on the edge of the bed watching you dress his wounds, however, is much different than the public opinion.
ever since exchanging vows at the altar and slipping sacred rings of matrimony onto each other’s fingers, you have come to know many sides of blade you never thought possible.
and while he rarely spoke in the beginning, his actions spoke louder than any voice could ever hope to measure up to. and, eventually, he became more vocal in regards to his feelings for you, just as you have with yours upon witnessing firsthand his true character.
from his battle-haggard, near manic state when on the verge of succumbing to the curse before falling into your healing embrace, to his tender fleeting touches and ever-adoring affection repressed within his gaze when in the presence of others, you have seen it all.
the process of getting to know and understand the intricacies of his life is almost like unravelling layers upon layers of thin bandage wrapped tightly around a gaping wound, hoping to block out the vulnerabilities which could be exposed. it was rocky at first, you being in an unfamiliar environment while he had his own inner battles to deal with first and foremost, but time carved its path for the two of you to partake in talks lasting late into the night, a subtle fondness growing more pronounced as familiarity grew alongside it.
and, of course, the time he returned from a subjugation battle-worn and mind having been overriden with mania. it was the first you’d seen him in such a loss of control. knights were rushing to subdue him while the servants desperately tried to usher your bewildered form some place safe, as though this had been a common occurrence well before you came into the picture. that hadn’t gone as planned, however, as the moment blade’s heaving figure locked eyes with you, a state of chaos ensued the moment he broke through the wall of knights with ease and appeared in front of you. no time was wasted when he lunged, a panic chorus of cries following suit as you remained rooted in place.
while you would never forget the blown-out, near-animalistic look in his eyes as he drew closer at an impossible speed, the gentle — almost reverent — manner in which he embraced you then, rigid body instantly relaxing against you, would forever be the turning point of your relationship, as well as a long-cherished memory of his first true feelings.
a dull sensation poking the space between your brows snaps you out of your thoughts. “stop frowning. i’ll be fine like always.”
your hands pause in their ministrations, hovering over his bare torso where you finished tying up a bandage. a blink and a sigh, another swab of disinfectant is in your hands working at the wound on his bicep.
“but that doesn’t mean i like seeing you return to me wounded,” you mutter bitterly, blatantly ignoring his stare. “i know you can take care of yourself, what with that regenerative ability of yours, but i still worry over you. you can still feel the pain, after all, and not to mention that curse—”
a swift tug forward abruptly cuts you off, your words fizzling on the tip of your tongue as a familiar warmth encases you in its entirety. instinctively, your hands grip onto his shoulders, the coarse material of bandages not unfamiliar to your touch, while blade’s hands are splayed across the expanse of your back as he holds you against his seated form.
his nose nudges along the slope of your neck, the shape of your jaw, the contours of your face, a trail of soft kisses leaving searing imprints in its wake.
a deep breath, a ticklish sensation, a thrumming heartbeat.
and when he rests his forehead against your own, crimson-marigold eyes dyed with devotion and seeping ardour, you think the world will be okay.
(even if it were to burst into flames and be reduced to ash, if it means you would be by this man’s side for a little longer, you think it will be okay.)
#blade x reader#honkai star rail x reader#hsr x reader#blade x you#honkai star rail x you#hsr x you#anywhoodles hehe duke of the north blade agenda coming back again after my hsr royalty au fic from ages ago 😩#blade i lof u……. hear my pleas and cries and have mercy so i can write ur soulmate au fic and cat dad bass player uni au fic…..#always on the brain 25/8 with royalty aus i fear#sophie talks : concepts <3
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#that's it that's the post#I'm the kinda player that has to make sure everyone has max approval fr#baldur's gate 3#bg3#karlach#bg3 memes#bg3edit#baldur's gate iii#baldur's gate spoilers#baldurs gate 3#baldurs gate iii#larian studios
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Ultimately the resolution of Jason and Cass fights comes down to the fact that while he has his own ideals that don't mesh with the bats, Jason can be flexible. DC skipped the whole reconciliation with the family but while he's willing to kill it's generally a means to an end to him, not the whole entire point unless you're talking about Joker. Meanwhile for Cass the question of killing vs not killing is dead serious to her which means any time they're working together and things start going off track it's like:
Jason: Look if we kill this guy we send a message to his boss which makes it easier for us to negotiate with him from a position of power and I just think that-
Cass, snatching one of his guns and pointing it at her own head: Go on, pull the trigger. Kill him. Kill me. Go tell Batman that you let his daughter die to make a negotiation easier. He already let you die so no problem right? You think we should die? You think our life only worthwhile as part of a plan, just because we're killers? Are we doomed? Are we rotten to the core with no hope of redemption? Go on then, kill us and kill part of your soul alongside it. You clearly don't care for it so why are you even trying? Kill yourself along with us, come on Jason let's all just die right?
Jason, slowly backing away: I think you may be projecting a tiny bit so just. Calm down before I call the suicide hotline please.
Cass, slowly lowering the gun and knocking the random henchman unconscious: Yeah that's what I thought, fucking pussy.
Jason: Mm yeah you know what I hate you actually. Fuck this mission I'll just shoot you right now if you're going to be this annoying about it.
Jason, explaining things later to Dick: So I just kept shooting at her until I ran out of bullets and we both calmed down enough to call a truce. We tracked the guy down and didn't kill anyone but I did blow up the batplane just as a last minute screw you. Is she always this uh... intense?
Dick: Yeah, one time I broke up with Barbara and she threw me out a window. She's just like that.
#dc#cassandra cain#jason todd#batfam#dc rambles#dick grayson#it's so funny how jason is like. a mass murderer. and yet he's more of a team player than cass#like yeah he's violent and unpredictable but if you're on the same team with the same temporary goal then you've got decent chances#meanwhile the entire team could be seconds away from dying with the only solution being to kill a guy with a bomb#and if you're on the team with cass she'll spend the last few seconds punching you in the face for trying to kill the evil guy#then disarming the bomb because she's just that annoying#I love her very much <3#i'm jason posting a lot recently sorry jtodd stans for clogging up his tag#I just like the thought of jason dealing with a mini bruce that has none of the baggage of being his dad#so it's just the experience of ramming his head into an annoying brick wall with zero catharsis of confronting your shitty father
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we did it... didn't we?...
another illustration with Dogday and.. Player too! oh how i wish we could save this buddy...
#poppy playtime#poppy playtime 3#dogday#digital art#fanart#poppy playtime chapter 3#smiling critters#smiling critters dogday#smiling critters fanart#poppy playtime dogday#dogday poppy playtime#sunnyangel#dogday x player#dogday x y/n#dogday x reader#poppy playtime fandom#the smiling critters#dogday x angel#ppt#ppt 3#ppt au#ppt dogday#poppy playtime au#poppy playtime angel#digital drawing#artist on tumblr#artists on tumblr#illustration#art#emotional
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