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calebsrottingcorpse · 10 months ago
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Collector redraw with Kid Belos 🙏
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buwheal · 3 months ago
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something I guess‼️ he is sleepin on the freakin flooorrr right now for a multitude of reassonnss ; a minor one being i just kinda wanted to doodle which i guess not much of a reason but...but.......
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youandthemountains · 1 month ago
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domestic<3
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springlock-suits · 1 year ago
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Love how William got a new identity and the job as a career counselor just so he could get people to work at his shitty security gig of the restaurant he owns
He straight up says and knows, like, "oh yeah everyone quits this, pay is awful, hours are worse" he could at least make it somewhat more appealing, a bit more pay if people are gonna quit anyway, but he seems to enjoy doing it this way I think
Ooooh man this is such a cool addition to the lore btw. Like man. He picks people like Mike, down on their luck, desperate, who can't get a job anywhere else, and can't keep a job when they do. Many who "quit" absolutely got murdered I'm certain of this. He's actively picking out desperate people who others won't be surprised if they left their new Freddy's job surprisingly quickly and that they just... disappeared after
And if he owns that Freddy's location like I've assumed with the rest of this post, then meeting with Steve Raglan is probably the only way to get hired at Freddy's, which helps him keep a good eye on who's there, keep a good eye on his victims
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whump-galaxy · 4 months ago
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Sleep studies are so weird.
It’s like, “Hey, you’re not sleeping right? Too tired during the day? Ok, come to our facility in a strange bed in a strange room where we’ll hook you up to two dozen wires using sticky gel and itchy tape all over your hair and face, put a cannula and holder in your nose, put you in a medium hard bed, and make you have to ask for help being unhooked to go to the bathroom.
Now sleep for 6 hours or it’s inconclusive, and don’t forget you’re being watched through a camera the entire time! Have a good sleep!
Also that’ll be $2,000!”
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ficsinhistory · 1 year ago
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You know what is really fun stuff and I can't wait to see? When Miles and Gwen have to talk and he finds out everthing. That Gwen ran away from home and joined society because she had nowhere else to go and that her canonical event is to die, not just because she loves Spider-Man, but just to die. Whether she's a hero or not, because she's a Gwen Stacy and they always die. Especially since Miles has no idea about any of these things in the first place.
And of course, when I say fun I mean incredibly painful and traumatic 😃
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dailyperkele · 1 year ago
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DAY 4 - Smoke in the moonlight
A "snake" sitting atop snakes.. uh.
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whump-in-the-closet · 1 month ago
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The Ghost in the Machine
Living Weapon Whump for the 2025yearofwhumptropes
content: medical setting, noncon drugging, living weapon whump, memory loss, restraints, dehumanization, bound
Day 1. #20159
Next
He woke with a searing flash behind his eyes, the kind that split his skull in two and left the edges of the world smeared and formless. It blurred his vision to the point he could hardly make out the edges of the hospital bed or the faces around him. What he could recognize was the sterile tange of antiseptic singing his nostrils.
Directly above him, a vent blew cold air into his face.
He opened his mouth but all that came out was a cotten-throated "gah", the words stuck somewhere between his tongue and teeth.
He blinked rapidly, everything hitting him all at once and leaving him with a pit in his stomach.
"Wh-where am I?" each word was a battle.
Someone hushed him and turning to someone behind them, snapped. "Increase the dosage, will you?"
"What?" He tried to sit up, only to be yanked back down to the stiff sheets by the velcro restraints around his wrists and ankles.
His breathing faltered. Trapped. He was trapped.
But he didn't really panic until he saw the IV linked to his forearm, pinching his skin under the small bandage. Some yellow, shimmering liquid was being pumped into his body.
And he could see it.
Vicious, golden threads under his skin. Pulsing. Stitching their way up, up, up--
The scream ripped itself out of him, raw and guttural.
"Someone calm it down!"
Desperation became a whole new reality, lodged entirely in the small medical room with four pale walls and that cheap landscape painting in the corner.
Someone was shoving him down.
"Get it out! Get it the fuck out of me!" he thrashed wildly against the arms that pinned him to the bed. They grunted and pulled another strap over his forehead.
Their clothes smelled of cigarette smoke and salt water, green and nauseating. Their face was lined, almost etched. There was a heaviness in their expression that almost hid the vicious smile. Almost.
They jabbed something sharp into his upper thigh and its effects were immediate.
It hit him like a physical blow, his limbs relaxing at his side before he could fight it.
His breaths came in shallow gasps, each one harder to draw than the last.
No- no- no!
Shadows crept into the edges of his vision.
He could do nothing besides snarl internally when the stranger sat beside him. "You're going to regret that, kiddo." They straightened and pulled a notebook out of their jacket.
"Subject two-oh-one-five-nine," they spelled out, "has been properly sedated after a brief resistance. Remains unmanageable." They shot him a look, arching an eyebrow, like they were daring him to try anything further.
"But not for long," they added.
Just wait, the boy thought, until I tell...
Tell...
He had someone to tell. He did.
The word with the face attached to it was just out of reach.
His vision narrowed to a tunnel of smudged colors.
The memory slipped completely. Shit.
The last thing he felt was the stranger brushing a hand through his hair, slow and deliberate.
"We're going to make something out of you yet."
His heart lurched with a new, horrifying realization.
He couldn't remember his own name.
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w1ngedv01d · 10 months ago
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One of my favorite interpretations of 3rd Life Scarian is that Grian has been doing wifey shit for free since like, day 2, and is very in love with Scar but in denial bc he doesn't think Scar would see him that way
And Scar's equally in love oblivious ass who just thinks they're besties doing bestie things and hasn't considered that love is on the table for either of them so isn't actively making an effort to show interest
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sillylilguy999 · 5 months ago
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bro i need to draw overhaul BADLY
LIKE HORREDOUSLY
LIKE IM GONNA SCREAM IF I DONT SOON the obbession is takign over i SKHDFKJWLEIUROUWEFYOISUDOYHCKUSYDLKCBHSLKJDFHLKJHSEKUYOIUSYINUXJKJHSKJHTKWJTUDVNSOWIEURY(SI&UI
sigh
i need help fr
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hes just
YGHHGHJSJH
HES SO BABYGIRL
the way i can draw him wihtouht a reference FINE is CONCERNING
sighghhghg i need to do my biology and chemistry
i hate science fr (i just wanna draw my bbgs forever)
like aizawa tooo oooooomg hes my handsome little guy (hes like twice my age)
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carcasscounty · 7 months ago
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Dramatic-ass bitch gets his portrait done
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runningfrom2am · 2 months ago
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two days to write enough of a 12 page research paper to be confident presenting on my ideas… hm… procrastinating all semester and suddenly realizing now a month after having submitted my thesis proposal that it was such a good topic that there are nearly no relevant sources and no previous research on this… hm…
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faunabel · 6 months ago
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my fave form of what's basically friends to lovers is when two people meet and have all their own baggage and the connection they form together and love they have for each other forces them to unpack all that baggage if they want to make things work. the kind of relationship where you're forced to look in the mirror and stop avoiding ur own problems because that person forces u to confront all of them (and u force them to confront theirs, too) because the relationship will Not work if you keep up all these walls either from your person of interest or even from urself!!! and there's too much of something there to give up and move on because it's difficult
the kind of thing where there's romance but the real plot of it all is self transformation through loving another. like the focus is on two individuals w/ their own lives who come together and have romantic feelings for each other vs the romance itself being the plot.
and maybe in the end they don't even stay together! maybe it doesn't work out! but there's drastic change and an undeniable impact they both made in each other's lives that will live on. is changing for the better not love in its rawest form?
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mar-im-o · 2 years ago
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leconcombrerit · 6 months ago
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I will buy the prettiest notebooks and speed-write crack theories and analysis on whatever media I'm into at the moment and doodle the ugliest doodles to have ever been doodles on half-filled pages with a cute pen and I think that's the healthiest habit I've ever had
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harpershigh · 2 months ago
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Sometimes I think I'm portraying Jaheira too much as a latina mom but then I remember Jord's phrase about her — that she was more often Commander than mother dear...
And I think "hm yeah, that's about right. :)"
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