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Burntrap thought him and Vanny were FNAF homies
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#fnaf fanart#fnaf vanny#fnaf vanessa#burntrap#security breach#vanny wasn’t perpared to meet Burntrap#she’s so use to Glitchtraps look that him as Burntrap is just weird#stinky man#burnt like a hotdog#burntrap is insulted though Vanessa should be hyping him up in his eyes#but remember Vanny is a reluctant follower#I don’t think she’d be all over burntrap#it’s more like she’s forced to hang out with her uncle pff
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The Dark Knight, Batman, Mr. “I am the night” maintaining his mystery even while revealing his identity in a justice league meeting:
The JL: Bruce Wayne?!
His wayward children, who have scheduled a “Brucie Wayne” funniest moments and scandals compilation to kick on in about 30 seconds on the monitor:
The JL: … bruce wayne
#he is filled with an overwhelming sense of dread when he hears Steph’s giggling in the vents#Jason just looked at him and laughed out loud 2 days ago and he’s been sleeping with one eye open since#damian is ashamed but included the security footage of Bruce making ass of himself at galas he forced him to attend#batman#batfam#jason todd#bruce wayne#robin#dick grayson#red hood#batman and robin#nightwing#tim drake#spoiler#stephanie brown#damian wayne#the moment Bruce knew he messed up by flirting with at least half their secret identities#incorrect batfamily quotes
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OOOH YEAH SONA X DCA BABYYY


Slight suggestive warning for the drawing undercut

#hi sorry for dissappearing i offer this :3#OH YEAH YOU GUYS I FINALLY GOT A STYLUS ALONG WITH A NEW TABLET#i cant believe i finally have a pen and im not forced to draw with my finger or mouse anymore oh em gee#fnaf#dca#cw suggestive#fnaf sundrop#sun sb#sundrop#fnaf sun#sun fnaf#dca fandom#dca fanart#fnaf sb#fnaf security breach#moondrop#fnaf daycare attendant#daycare attendant#dca sun#dca moon#fnaf moon#my art#lems silly stuff#sun x self insert#moon x self insert
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We provide professional and integrated security, for all Building security and housekeeping services after completely understanding the requirements of our clients.
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It’s just like. We have Robby, the kid who grew up with no one. Whose only friends were two adult men who used him and turned violent the second he pushed back. Who slept on the couch while his addict mother brought home strings of random, strange men over and over again. Whose dad was never there at all. Who got drunk for the first time in his life and was sexually assaulted. And then we have Tory, the girl who watched her dad hurt her mom. Who bragged about needing to fend off creepy men with a spiked bracelet. Whose landlord tried to extort her for sex at 16 years old. Who has been repeatedly sexualized throughout the show. These are the kids who become karate influencers—not because of their skills, not because of any victories or trophies, but because they kissed on live television and people want to objectify them. Because they’re good looking kids and sex sells. That’s their happy ending. Trapped forever in the cycles of violence and abuse that have consumed their entire childhoods. What the fuck.
#i hate it here!!!!!!!!!!!!#there is maybe an argument to be made that Tory’s sponsorship was because of her victory and her performance#but the woman EXPLICITLY tells robby that he’s getting a sponsorship because people want to see them together after he kissed tory#and that’s supposed to be a good ending?#that his future hinges on his knee actually getting better. hinges on being with tory. hinges on playing to the cameras always#once again he is reliant on playing a role for safety and security#he had to run scams with his ‘friends’#he had to be the perfect miyagi-do for daniel#he had to accept blame and swallow any anger or resentment for johnny#and now he has to olay the perpetual doting boyfriend for tory and the cameras#or else he will be left with nothing at all like always#he doesn’t even have a fucking high school diploma to fallback on#how is this HAPPY. how is this a good ending in anyway shape or form#he’s gettin the Carmen treatment—forced to be a perpetual trophy wife#what the fuck lol#cobra kai#robby keene#ck spoilers#s6 spoilers#cobra kai season 6#tory nichols#cobra kai spoilers
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they would be friends i love love love the idea of them being friends
#sorry for not drawing a background i have a rare disease where if i am forced to draw a background i will die#my art#fnaf#fnaf security breach#fnaf sb#dca#daycare attendant#fnaf sun#sundrop#glamrock chica
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Technically he can't force a Fazbear employee to nap but that doesn't mean he won't try
#dca fandom#fnaf daycare attendant#fnaf moon#moondrop#fnaf moondrop#go to sleep#dca moon#sunrot art#fnaf security breach#moon fnaf#I couldn't stop yawning at work so I imagined this to get through the day#honestly wouldn't even fight if he “forced” me to take a nap#so eepy
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Remembering the "Nazi Argentine Grandpa" thing while watching the X-Files because back then it was so well known that the US openly invited Nazi scientists and put them in high positions of power that it's a major plot point in several episodes. Like, there's five episodes a season about that. It was something so well known that fiction played with it and parodied it.
But I guess new shows can't go around saying that the US government has nazis around can they. They all fled to Argentina after all.
#cosas mias#speaking of which ever wondered about how much of the US security and military forces are infiltrated by white supremacists?
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#bomber#air force#airmen#fighter pilot#fighter plane#jets#military planes#planes#spy plane#us air force#crew chief#army air corps#sr 71 blackbird#security forces#load toad#f 35 lightning ii#a 10#a 10 warthog#a 10 thunderbolt ii
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Asa prosthetic arm confirmed?
#chainsaw man#asa mitaka#asa csm#csm#fanart#csm art#myart#praying for the arc of Asa working by force for public security#Probably the arm is going to recover but this concept is cool
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Not to be really annoying and go ‘well actually’ to the joke about how silcos a twink who probably didn’t do shit in the mines and that miners all look like vander and are these big buff burly dudes is very much some propaganda in ur brain and not the reality of what conditions are like for miners from impoverished communities. You know they use children in mines bc they’re small right. If you’ve consumed any footage showing messed up mining communities that exists irl, like people who work in cobalt mines in Congo, they’re muscular, but at a glance, they’re not jacked and look pretty average. I think a lot of people are surprised seeing that they tend to be small and lanky for people doing hard manual labor all day, but that comes from not being able to afford enough quality food. You have to eat a ton of calories to get built, and that isn’t something many people who work in mines have.
#in this essay I would like to posit the theory that part of why silco became a crueler revolutionary than vander is#bc he experienced a more impoverished up bringing while vander had access to secure food and shelter#and that experience radicalized him more#I know it’s not real and it doesn’t matter BUT HEAR ME OUT the experience of being in an inherently weaker body created by the material#conditions living in an apartheid state where you’re forced into manual labor is a VERY INTERESTING characterization for your villain so#I love a villain who ends up evils bc really after a certain amount of bullshit they have no choice#which isn’t to say they’re right but serves to show how bad the system is#thank you for coming to my Ted talk#arcane#silco#vander#personal
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#hamas#gaza#child soldiers#hamas child soldiers#mohammed al-amer#jenin#west bank#palestinian security forces
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Obikin for number 41 of the ask game, if you’re up for it - thanks!
absolutely!
[from this list of prompts]
[5. 'are you jealous' - 27. 'i'm pregnant' - 44. 'if you die, i'm gonna kill you' - 46. 'hey, have you seen...? oh']
41. "you did all of this for me?"
Vader's precious padawan blinks down at him, lovely blue eyes wet and wide. He's sitting in an empty Council seat, Anakin's Council seat, and Vader is kneeling at his feet. Vader had once sworn, years ago now at the time he first earned his Sith name, that he would never kneel at another's feet again.
What a fool he'd been then.
Or--not a fool. Just so incredibly shortsighted.
"I don't understand," Obi-Wan tells him quietly, and Vader gives him a smile, shakes his head in fondness. There is very little in the entire galaxy that his padawan can't understand should he put his mind to it.
Obi-Wan simply does not want to understand, though the evidence is laid out so neatly before him. Physically before him, for that matter.
His padawan's stubbornness would be endearing if it were not so inconvenient. If it did not come with the boy drawing his knee up and out of Vader's reach the moment he goes to touch him.
As if he cannot bear his master's touch. As if he does not recognize him.
Vader lets out a measured breath, searching to calm himself. It is hardly his padawan's fault that he's reacting this way. Vader had always envisioned himself coaxing Obi-Wan into the truth in order to let him accept it.
Tonight had hardly gone as planned.
For all parties involved.
"I had no choice," Vader tells him now, grasping his knee with his flesh palm and pushing it up--allowing himself to touch, to feel. He'd returned to the Temple long past sunset. Had stopped here in the Council chambers first for a moment before fetching his padawan from his bed. Obi-Wan is still in his night clothes, pale and vulnerable and suitable only for Vader's eyes.
But then, Vader has always thought that.
"You killed the Chancellor," Obi-Wan tells him. His voice jumps up, high and distressed and his eyes flicker back and forth between Vader and the body behind him. The Chancellor's head is somewhere further away still, though his padawan cannot bring himself to look at it. "The Chancellor of the Republic!"
"Yes," Vader agrees. It had been a death long overdue, but Obi-Wan does not need to know that.
"He was my friend," Obi-Wan says, eyebrows furrowed and eyes so wet and beautiful. It means something, Vader thinks. That Obi-Wan is not running away. That he isn't screaming. That he has allowed himself to be pushed into Anakin Skywalker's Council seat even after seeing the body that Vader has brought him. Even after seeing Anakin Skywalker's golden eyes.
"He was my master," Vader says, and watches carefully--greedily--as the realization slides across his padawan's face. There is pain and sadness and disbelief and hurt and anger and agony, and his padawan wears them all so beautifully.
"You said--" Obi-Wan stops, wets his lips. His eyes jump to Vader's face and then remain there, pinned and punishing. "You said it was for me. That you...you did it for me. All of it?"
"Yes," Vader agrees easily, though Obi-Wan has not been very specific. It is true nonetheless. Since the boy came into his life all those years ago, hurt and angry and wounded at the tender age of fifteen, everything Anakin Skywalker has done has been for the boy. All of it. Always. He Fell for him. He killed for him. He protected him from every silent threat that could have hurt him, every lustful Jedi who got too close to him, every disappointment, every skinned knee. Or he tried to, at least. And took away his pain when he couldn't be there to stop the insult in the first place. All of it has been for the boy. His boy. His precious padawan.
"But I...I never wanted anyone to die," Obi-Wan whispers, eyes tugged back to the headless body of the Chancellor. "I never...I never wanted you to Fall. Master, this isn't you, this isn't--"
Vader leans forward. Obi-Wan's night clothes have slipped up his leg from the touch of Vader's hand, and his padawan's skin is exposed. Vader has spent years exercising control that fails him now. He presses his lips against that fragile, soft skin, and the Force rears back with desire.
Not his own desire.
"You have a choice, little one," he murmurs, reveling in the feeling of his lips brushing against skin that has for so long been denied to him by his own self-control. If he were a weaker man, perhaps he would have given into his padawan's desires long ago. Before things were ready. Before the moment was right. "You have many choices to make, actually. And so little time to make them."
"Anakin," Obi-Wan says, pleas, really. His hands tangle in his hair, though if the boy means to tug him away, he forgets to. Instead, the touch simply lingers. "Please, Master, I don't--I won't--"
"The Chancellor had plans to destroy the Jedi Order and the Republic," Vader says, low and sweet. "He has placed control chips in the minds of the clones. The right phrase, said into the right comm-link, will trigger the downfall of the Jedi."
"No," Obi-Wan breathes, which is what Vader had thought his padawan would think. It is so sweet to be proven correct.
Though it is a pity, really. He thinks he would have liked to be emperor now that Sidious has fallen. But though the tug of the Dark Side encourages greed, there is undeniably something that Vader wants more than the galaxy.
"I know," he soothes his padawan, using the Force to tug him closer. The boy doesn't resist, as if he has forgotten that he can. "I know, it would have been horrible, sweetheart. But I killed him. He is dead."
He is dead for unrelated reasons, of course. Dead not because of his plans or because of the Order. Dead because he dared invite Obi-Wan for tea while Vader was off planet. Dead because he touched his padawan, put his hand on his shoulder during a public appearance at the opera.
Obi-Wan does not need to know this.
"I have to go though," Vader tells him instead. A whisper. Heartbroken and gutted and utterly false. "He manipulated me into Falling, sweet one. And now I have to go because the Jedi Order will imprison me should I stay."
And, like the sweetest of victories, Obi-Wan's hands clench tighter into his hair. "No," he says. "No, they wouldn't--we can explain. You can--can explain--"
"I cannot risk my freedom in that way, sweetling," Vader says, and his voice is hurt and hard and so, so false. "They will not listen. Or they will see a Fallen man, a Sith with golden eyes, and they will fear him. They will take you away from me. Give you to another master to train."
"They won't--"
"They will," Vader murmurs. He pushes his hands higher up Obi-Wan's legs, taking the nightrobes with him as he goes. Exposing more of his padawan to the cool night air of the Council chambers, to the heat of his master's eyes. "If not because I am a man Fallen then because they will certainly check the security holos of this room. And they will see this. My mouth on your skin. Your hands in my hair. Of course they will take you away from me should we stay."
Obi-Wan trembles beneath his lips. He trembles and his Force signature sways, burning hot with guilt and shame and desire. Longing. Love.
"So you have a choice, baby. I need to leave. Because of what I did to protect you. And you--you can let me go alone, or you can come with me."
His padawan's hands tighten in his hair, and Vader could be Force-blind and still feel the pulse of want at his words. But it is not enough to have Obi-Wan Kenobi want him. He needs to need him.
He needs to follow him.
"I would never leave you," Vader tells him. This, finally, after everything else, is the truth. He wonders if his padawan understands it for the threat it is. "Please, Obi-Wan. Do not leave me either."
Obi-Wan's blue eyes, so lovely, so loved, blink down at him. He opens his mouth and wets his lips. "Master," he murmurs. It is the most beautiful sound, his capitulation.
#asks#obikin#vaderwan#i love a manipulative vader as much as i enjoy a forceful blunt object vader#this one is similar to my throat fic vader#where he fell ages ago and obi-wan his padawan never realized#this vader just was more successful at keeping it in long enough to kill the chancellor first#and successfully has convinced obi-wan to leave the order with him#probably in 5 seconds theyre fucking in the council chambers#as a little goodbye present for whoever checks the security holos#when they find the dead body of the chancellor there the next morning
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One of my most deranged Silm headcanons is that Elrond and Thranduil were meant to have an arranged marriage. Look, Oropher was well aware that the reemergence of Elu Thingol's heirs might not be a great thing for his claims to the throne. The obvious solution? Marry one of them into his family! They were about the same age as his son, after all. And it had to be Elrond, partially because Elros had picked mortality and partially because Elrond had already been identified as the "nice one" of the twins.
It really didn't help that Thranduil looked a fair bit like Thingol (especially for an unrelated elf), Elrond looked a lot like Melian, and many of the old Iathrim were still really not over losing their first king and queen. So Thranduil and Elrond got engaged to great joy (from almost all of the Sindar) and great awkwardness (from Elrond and Thranduil).
Now, Oropher thought this was a marvelous idea! He could secure his claim to the throne, please many of his nobles, and secure some ainur blood for his family all in one fell swoop.
(The running rumor was that Melian had created Luthien via a magical ritual with her and Thingol's blood, so he wasn't too worried about the fact that Elrond and Thranduil were both men. They could just brew up some grandchildren for him with Elrond Maia powers, no problem.)
Eventually, Thranduil was able to talk his father own and convince him that the arranged marriage was, in fact, a bad idea; and that Elrond, in fact, had no interest in challenging Oropher's kingship.
So Elrond and Thranduil never got married. They did become great friends, though, and legally, the engagement was never dissolved. They still decide to be obnoxious about it sometimes.
#silmarillion#silm headcanons#elrond#elrond peredhel#thranduil#oropher#eldritch peredhel#elronduil#thingol#melian#for the record its not that they were *uninterested* in each other#but vaguely forced arranged marriage is not a great situation for exploring romantic relationships#“Thranduil you have to marry Luthien's scion and secure our claim to the throne!” “Sure dad let's get you to bed”
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Local minor heavenly official ignoring instructions to not approach calamity ghost.
Day 5: Caught / Found
Ascended Yue Qingyuan and Calamity SJ! Consider this a continuation of Day 2 :) There's their happy ending, they finally meet again. Fits for both prompts tho I drew this with Found in mind.
memey extra under cut
#qijiuweek2024#shen jiu#yue qingyuan#svsss#qijiu#mxtx svsss#yeah I'm sorry I have no force to make anything more I got too much shit to do with the con#fun fact this is scheduled so I'll probs be traveling at the time this pops up lmao#why yes I had to draw all the prompts in advance#i drew most of them in 72 hours#end me please#i'm never doing this again (i say like a liar)#sj here is mostly harmless as calamity#he mainly went for mt tonglu to have the power to secure his place#he just occassionally hunts men and slave traders for sport. he needs the enrichment#so mild canon typical murder#well mild depends on the measure we apply#look yqy won't care he's just stoked to have xiao jiu back#got sent out on a prayer demand and found sj instead a succesful mission to yqy there#ling wen: Why are those ppl still dead. And what do you have there#yqy: *holding a bloody and feral gk!SJ* A mission report sir#ling wen: the mission was subdue the ghost not MARRY HIM
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Star Wars Jedi: Survivor (2023)
#2023#gif#gaming#Star Wars#Jedi#Survivor#Fallen Order#Bode Akuna#Gabs#Bravo#Koob#Lizz#Cal Kestis#BD-1#Senator Daho Sejan#Merrin#Nightsister#Fifth Brother#Imperial Inquisitorius#Coruscant Security Force#Level 2046#Coruscant#LAAT/le#patrol gunship#stormtrooper
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