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BRUH FIDDLESTAN MAN OUGH WHAT IVE BEEN MISSING OUT AAAA
#gravity falls#fiddlestan#stanley pines#fiddleford mcgucket#gf stanley#gf fiddleford#gravity falls stanley#gravity falls fiddleford#gravity falls fanart#the book of bill#GOD I LOVE THEM OUGH THE ANGST OF THIS SHIP IS GOING TO GET YUMMY AND CRAZYY HAHAHA#no but like i totally get it now wowow
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this is gem and joel to me
#wlsmp#wild life smp#geminitay#smallishbeans#dewdles#my comics#please gfor the love of god dont tag this as shipping and PLEASE be normal in my notes.#anyway. the og is a classic in my head#trafficblr
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Biting you. Biting you. Biting-
#big fan of weird bad body horror kissing and these guys using each other as a stimtoy 👍#If I haven't made it clear already I like Billford a lot. They tick like every box for my favourite kind of ship. Theyre just so terrible#I love humany Bill stuff I really do. But man. Ford being REALLY into gross weird kissing with literal Triangle Bill? Thats is where its AT#Gravity Falls#Fan art#Billford#Bill Cipher#Ford Pines#Stanford Pines#young stanford pines#Bill/Ford#bill x stanford#ship art#Fanart#GF Fanart#Artists on Tumblr#My Art#God these are all in different styles lmao. I am not kidding with my blog description. style consistancy is not a girl I know
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My FINAL Artemis x Aeolus fa...(My EPIC designs-Y'all really made me do this...)
(you'll see Artemis's antlers if you get pumba off her head ig 😭, I just didn't wanna draw a dead dog or fox on her....)
#help this ship is SO random??!?!?#epic the musical fanart#etm#odyssey#aeolus#artemis#goddess of hunt#wind breaker#epic the musical#epic the ocean saga#sapphic#gay#i love drawing gorgeous women somebody help#greek goddess#artists on tumblr#ancient greek#greek gods#rarepair#ibispaintdrawing#i cant do this#somebody help me come and give me a sign#too many tags#beauttiful girls#ibispaint art#art#ancient greek mythology#ancient greece#slone asks#hunting goddess
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WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS (2019-2024) SEASON 6, EPISODE 5: NANDOR'S ARMY
#what we do in the shadows fx#nandermo#wwdits spoilers#wwdits season 6 spoilers#wwdits#nandor x guillermo#guillermo de la cruz#harvey guillen#nandor the relentless#kayvan novak#--fandom: what we do in the shadows#--ship: nandermo#--type: gif#--mine#--theme: scenes#spoilers#what we do in the shadows#HIM I LOVE HIM#okay but him laying out all the things he's done for Guillermo is devastating like#a vampire should not do ANY of the things he does for Guillermo#And he has done SO MUCH for him#And having it all laid out to Guillermo oh god#I want to know how he feels about all of this#anyway i have to fucking sleep but I HAD to make this
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Charles “We’ve got literally forever to figure out what the rest means” Rowland
#what in gods name is their ship name#someone make a poll so we can vote and figure it out please and thank you#dead boy detectives#charles rowland#edwin payne#paynland#I’m not tagging chedwin because that’s awful#tho my issue with paynland is people are gonna get confused if it’s payneland or paynland#whatever#payneland#they are so important to me#I love how romantic love isn’t shown askre important than platonic#devoted if the best way to describe their relationship
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I think it’d be really funny if after they got together, Charles made tons of jokes about Edwin’s horribly timed confession.
Charles: makes an inappropriate joke
Edwin: Time and place, Charles.
Charles: Oh you wanna talk about TIMES and PLACES??
#dead boy detective agency#dead boy detectives#charles rowland#edwin payne#chedwin#painland#payneland#paynland#god we need to decide on a ship name#i love them a lot#Painland endgame
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Stanley wasn't sure if he was supposed to be dead. He wasn't all too sure if he was supposed to be alive, either.
He was... somewhere. He didn't know where exactly, but it didn't matter. Nothing really seemed to matter all that much in this strange place. Compared to the unfathomable expanse of nothingness that surrounded him, everything else practically paled in comparison. Still, Stanley felt as though this all-consuming abyss that kept him prisoner within its dark maw deserved a name; at the very least, a title. Yet, it didn't feel right to call this place anything. Death too egregious, and Life too extroadinary; either terms felt far too extreme to his liking. There was nothing particularly hideous nor amazing about where he was. He was simply somewhere in-between.
For as long as he could remember, Stanley's world was just that. This somewhere; this in-between of not quite Death and not quite Life. This empty, greedy abyss that seemed to swallow him whole, stretched as far as the eye could see in every direction. There was no sky, no ground, no anything; only the daunting dakness engulfing his every senses and leaving him horribly, hopelessly blank.
That wasn't all there was to it, however. This... somewhere, it was more than just a lifeless void.
Stanley wasn't sure if he could find the right words to properly describe it. He didn't think he could ever come to fully understand the feeling himself, but. Somehow, the abyss felt... hungry. Unimaginably, insatiably, and unbearably hungry.
The hunger seemed to eat away at Stanley, tearing off pieces of him chunk by chunk, piece by piece. With every blink, another part of himself seemed to disappear into the ravenous darkness around him. The void never took much at once, only pieces; nigh imperceptible impossibly tiny crumbs of what made him- so little that they should have hardly mattered in the grand scheme of things. But Stanley noticed. He noticed every particle, every atom that was taken away from him by this greedy hunger. The darkness was eating him; digesting him.
It was as though hunger was all that mattered in this somewhere, this stomach; the world itself a single immense digestive system. He could practically feel the void's biting hunger pangs reverberate through his bones. It was so hungry, so hungry.
The dark ate him slowly, ripping him apart from inside out and outside in. It took his flesh first; stealing away the muscles and fat beneath the skin, leaving behind nothing but meager skin stretched over bone. Sometimes, not even his bones were given the luxury of being spared, and he would find himself with an odd dip in his side where the abyss had taken a rib or two; or with half his face lopsidedly sagging into a limp mess with no muscles, fat, nor eye socket to properly hold up the skin of his face onto his skull.
The hunger took without mercy, without order nor preference. It ate anything, everything, as long it helped abate the forever stabbing, starving desperation that painfully twisted and tore at its non-existent stomach. It never really was satisfied.
It got worse when it started eating his memories.
Stanley despised the thought of losing more of himself than simply his physical body to this greedy void. However, what terrified him far more than the notion that this insatiable hunger could breach even his mind, was the fact that he couldn't remember which memories it took.
Stanley couldn't remember much; before the darkness; before the endless hunger. He liked to imagine, though, of what he could have been before. He'd probably had a warm home, warmer than the cold, cold abyss. He'd probably had a loving family. Probably. He couldn't remember.
Everything turned unsure when his own mind started failing on him. Stanley tried to cling to what little he knew. He had his name held tight in his iron clad grip, repeating it to himself like a mantra. He would try and keep track of time, but it was all in vain. Time didn't seem to matter in the face of hunger. Perhaps it had been years since Stanley's arrival; hundred, maybe even thousands. Or, perhaps it had only been a few days, weeks, months. Stan once had a fleeting, terrifying thought that maybe Time too was already victim to the darkness' insatiable hunger.
However, as much as Stan could forget his past, his identity, and life, perhaps the most tragic loss to him greater than anything else was the memory of Him.
He was important to Stanley. He couldn't remember why, but he was. There was nothing of Him left in his memories. No face, no name; not even why He mattered to him in the first place. All he knew was that the loss of Him had struck him with such profound heartache and sorrow that it had left him weeping helplessly for so long, unable to move and rooted in one spot for days, weeks, years. He couldn't remember how long.
Stan was only snapped out of his comatose stupor by His hand.
It was all that was left of Him, other than the knowledge of His past existence. It was warm, a glowing red hand that pulsed almost reassuringly within Stanley's own, its long six digits curled tightly and firmly around his hand, never once faltering in its grip. He couldn't remember a time when he didn't have it. He's had it clutched within his own cold, rough palms like a lifeline since forever; every step he took and every move he made done hand in hand with Him.
Desperately, frantically, he held onto His hand, never once letting it go. Losing the hand meant losing Him for good, and he wasn't sure if he would be able to cope with the consequences of that all alone.
However, ocasionally, even the the comforting presence of His hand was unable to keep his mind anchroed for too long, and Stanley would lose track of his memories. Plagued by odd laspes of utter emptiness, Stanley would suddenly forget. His own name, his face, everything he knew and remembered would slip withut warning between his fingers like sand; streaming down, down, down and getting lost in the gaping mouth of the void below him. He would wander aimlessly with no real destination in mind, simply roaming somwhere, anywhere.
He would come across all sorts of sights during these odd episodes of his. He'd crossed paths with hundreds upon thousands of partically decomposed remnants of once living, breathing organisms; All of them endeniably, for the lack of better words: dead. He'd walked past entire forests; enormous clusters of tall pine trees completely uprooted and floating in a massive mass of rotting leaves and half digested bark. He'd walked past countless animals, big and small, all in various stages of digestion. Animals always seemed to rot away faster than anything else, and Stanley wasn't so sure what that meant for him.
Once, Stan had somehow even found his way before the destroyed remains of a universe.
It was dead. There was no other way to describe the state it was in. He hadn't even known it was possible for entire universes to simply... die. Stolen away from its rightful place in the starry night sky.
The scene was everything he'd thought impossible to take place in this all-consuming abyss. It was extroadinary. A veritable bursting cacophany of light and heat. It was as though the universe's explosion had been paused at just the right moment, frozen in time at the very moment of its heat death. Its particles flickered, undulating softly and shifting ever so slightly like looking through a warped window. If Stanley stood still enough, and listened closely, he thought he could even hear the softest sound of the shattered screams of the broken remains of the universe ringing silently in the air. It was as ethereal as it was haunting.
The thought of the unimaginable power required to be able annihilate entire universes just like that... It scared Stan.
Stanley may not be sure of anything anymore, but as he watched the debris swirl gently in the blinding epicenter of the shattered universe from afar, he knew with a certainty that he didn't think he possessed anymore, that he did not belong here.
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#the next part is like- so much worse#for the love of GOD to not tag this as ship 💀#my art#my writing#my fic#my fanfiction#two shot#gravity falls#gravity falls au#gravity falls fanfiction#HWINEBHABWNAJCAHOWEEATOWEUB AU#tw cannibalism#<- kinda??#tw death#tw eating imagery#tw body horror#tw mild gore#sorry if this isnt super good!! my writing's been slipping a little lately#cosmic horror#oh the horror
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“How did you know how to do it?”
“Do what?”
“Stitch me up.”
“It's just sewing.”
“And the IV?”
Jazz’s mouth opens, then closes as she also closes her eyes. He lets her think about the answer, a good enough lie. “A friend had a doctor phase a few years ago. We would try to do a lot of things on fake skin before she moved on to tattooing.”
“Yeah, right.”
“I am telling the truth. Look, I had- I had a weird childhood, so sometimes I had to improvise.”
“No, I believe you,” he says, and he means it. It's so stupid she couldn't make it up. There's also a part of his still light-headed brain that can translate weird childhood and improvise into what it truly means. Maybe she has lied, but not about the thing he thought she would, and it counts for something. The wind on the roof gives him shivers. “Why would you do it?”
“Do what?”
“Help me out. It's none of your business.”
Jazz watches him attentively and there's something about it that makes his muscles tense, body fully ready to jump. She tilts her head just slightly. “We live together,” she points out as if it explains everything. As always, it doesn't. Then she bites her lip. “I- I have never had anyone to catch me if I fall. I guessed you don't have anyone like this either.”
It hits him harder than the fucking bullet last night. “You think I would catch you.”
Jazz smiles and it's full of mischief. Then, like a fucking psycho she is, she leans back out the edge of the building.
He has her arm in an iron grip before he can think about it and pulls so hard, she stumbles forward and falls onto him, laughing, bouncing back like a tennis ball. “Are you fucking insane?”
Jazz just laughs harder, her forehead on Jason's chest, her arm still firmly kept in his hand. “Now we both know you would catch me.”
“You are so full of shit,” he grumbles, but the vibration on his skin manages to calm his heart back to a rational tempo. “You could have died.” It makes her burst out into a fit of giggles. “I got shot last night, you dipshit, I wouldn't be able to jump after you.” Not to mention the lack of proper equipment.
“Sorry I needed an outlet after literally saving your ass.”
Jason closes his eyes, trying to contain the laughter, “I will push you.” The wound was on his inner thigh, not his ass, so she can fuck right off for all he cares.
“I'd like to see you try,” she bites back. “You should have this checked out, by the way. Are you even vaccinated?”
“No need to.”
“I'll drive,” she gets off him, deaf to anything he says, and starts to climb down.
Jason follows. She doesn't even know the address. “Like hell, you will.”
#jazz fenton x jason todd#jason todd x jazz fenton#jazz fenton#jason todd#red hood#dc x dp prompt#dc#dc x dp#dc x dp crossover#dpxdc#dp x dc#i love them your honor#idiots in love#they were roommates#oh my god they were roommates#moving along ff#anger management#anger management ship
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#:]#for the love of god if you tag this as ship i will kill you#slade#robin#teen titans#hive academy#slade wilson#art#fanart#digital art#this was pretty fun to draw#im trying to have a rendering arc again#uhhh
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NOT THEM WRITING RAYLLUM ON THE SHIP
#OH MY GOD ITS A SHIP NAME#its a stupid pun i love it#the dragon prince#the dragon prince season 6#tdp s6#tdp spoilers#the dragon prince spoilers#rayllum
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chilchuck is actively going to shorten his already short lifespan. Iconic
my muse ⬆️
#my art#art#comic#sketch#artists on tumblr#dunmeshi#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#dunmeshi fanart#dungeon meshi fanart#chilchuck#senshi#chilchuck dunmeshi#senshi dunmeshi#chilchuck tims#chilshi#yes I’m tagging this as chilshi because 1) I ship them and 2) senshi loves him but good god chilchuck is like a fly that is actively hurlin#Himself towards a glue trap
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i had to draw them at some point smh
#me and the girl i pulled by being weird and off-putting#first and last time i draw discord#my fucking god#i love them so much you dont get it#my art#art#digital art#mlp#my little pony#mlp redesign#my little pony redesign#redesign#fluttershy#discord#discord mlp#fluttercord#fluttercord art#shipping#mlp shipping
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Aaaaand more very quick stream doodles. This one shot was so fun to watch, it’s so sad that it had to end already. But oh well, let’s not dwell on that and let’s enjoy the good time we had, like disguised tiefling gale being both Karlachs and astarions type, wyll and gale having a spa day, bing bong in general (rip king, you will be missed), and of course the 8 strength fight for magic items <3 thanks to the cast for the chaos, I enjoyed it thoroughly
#bg3#baldur's gate 3#astarion ancunin#gale dekarios#shadowheart#wyll ravengard#karlach#lae'zel#bloodweave#bc I say so#>:3c#I also refuse to draw gale without the beard sorry#I’m so happy we got to see more Tim being chaotic. he’s like the eye of the storm. calm and unassuming while commanding the chaos#around him#the gale wine mom moment was literally so real I nearly cried from laughter when Tim mimed eating the cucumber slices from his face mask#god I wish they could do a whole campaign I would watch that back and fourth#everything I draw that includes them is bloodweave bc I love them dearly. same goes for shartzel (still love that ship name)#I just have not yet drawn actual ship art outside of this of them so I feel less comfortable tagging it as such 🥹
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this is based off the cutest panel of them. i like to think this happens often
#dc comics#dc#impulse#impulse 1995#dc impulse#superboy#connor kent#kon el kent#kon el superboy#animation#god i love them sm#you CAN tag as ship btw. i respect my beloved konbart/bartkon besties in this house#yj98#young justice#young just us#young justice 1998#superfam#superfamily
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Please forgive me for my sins and crimes against humanity for I cannot stop imagining the Jester and the Dentures making out sloppily in my Puppet AU (+bonus harlequilt/showtime in the cut!)
I also see the ragdoll in the mix half of the time because they share her equally (Healthy poly relationships, YIPPIEEEEE!)
#tadc#tadc au#the amazing digital circus#Harlequin!AU#caine x pomni#pomni x ragatha#caine#tadc caine#pomni#tadc pomni#ragatha#God I love them sm#it's unreal#going insane#going crazy#maybe.... I already am crazy#anyways that doesn't matter#tadc showtime#showtime ship#ragapom#buttonblossom#jesterdoll#harlequilt
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