#timothy date everything

[gatoburr0]

KTTY KITTY KITTY TKIYTYKITKYJTYITIYJIJYYTIJIYJJY

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[crunchkind]

Doodles

[borgarbro]

I made some yippies :D

[keyritine]

date everything doodles~

been lil busy so not much posts as of late, took a little pocket of time to doodle whatever’s been living rent free in my head, if ur my followers sorry for the lack of td content lmao I’ll be back with them when sem break comes

[fekoff]

pov: you didn't arrive on time

[funtime-roy]

Mew mew, always complaining. 🙄

[ky00bb]

Wanted to redraw the pfp first. I think I'll post each redraw at the same time for the others though!

[epicestwriter420]

Know what would be cool? The objects in Date Everything fusing like Steven Universe gems. I want to see Amir and Bathsheba balance out one another, equal parts vain and flatterer. I want Betty and Mateo combined into the softest, fluffiest person out there, pretty, puppy-dog-eyed, but teeming with pure kindly grandmother energy. I want to see Timothy Timepiece and Parker Bradley fusing into the world's strictest, most stick-up-his-ass obsessive object in the house, attempting to enforce rules and timeliness with an iron fist that no one takes seriously because, uh, that's a clown with cat ears. I wa

[dysnxyo]

Timothy/Timmy timepiece stimboard!!! (🐈‍⬛🕰️)

[milanotka]

In my telegram I have him without shirt muhaha😼

[lovesickletters]

💜ℒ𝒾𝓂ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓃𝒸ℯ💜

Interactive Yandere!Lucinda Lavish x Reader (with some background Yandere!Daemon x Reader)

( A/N I’m just gonna forewarn that Lucinda is going to be really mean here! She’s jealous and pissy and full context is here. This is something a little experimental based off of things that actually happen in her route for the most part. )

Your fingers had just barely brushed against the bedspread you had been intending to awaken (Betty had said she wanted to speak with you tonight, just before bed) when you were interrupted by the familiar head of blazing ginger hair igniting your vision. With a burst of orange and gold Lucinda took centre stage with all her usual flamboyance… but there was an air of hesitation about her. Her eyes lingered a little too long, the way she bit her lip was not sultry as she usually intended, but apprehensive.

“It’s me!” She seemingly steeled her nerves, and launched forward with all the drama and flair of a trained actress, one hand balanced on her hip. “The best character in the whole goddamn game! Not to mention your favourite, right~?”

You sighed, somewhat fondly.

“You know I can’t pick a favourite, Luci. I love all of you way too much.”

She deflated at this a little, irritation working its way into her typically flawless complexion in the upturn of her lips and the gentle crease of her eyebrows. “Of course I am! After all, ✨I can do this! Which other dateable have you met that can do that?”✨

You blinked. “What the hell is that?”

✨“Just another demonstration of why I’m the best! But hey, you don’t need to hear it from me.✨ Just look at this loser!”

Dorian’s rigid posture and stern demeanour startle you as he materialises by the two of you. He looks equally confused about how he got there as Lucinda continues to gesture at him like she’s giving a TED Talk on doors.

“Do you know how popular this guy is? It’s ridiculous how many people are head over heels for him. He’s so stiff he cant even move his body normally! He only has four poses, and I have five.”

“What in the– what are you on about?” Dorian’s tone is aggravated, and slightly incredulous.

“And between you and me, it’s not just his poses.”

Dorian frowns, and you’re about to interject with the fact that he has a bunch of different sprites for different doors in the house when she seemingly dismisses him, making him blink out of existence before your very eyes. “But fine! Maybe you like the strong, silent type or whatever. Maybe a lot of people like it. Maybe 6.6% do. I’m still objectively better than him.”

Just as you’re making a mental note to apologise to Dorian later the sweet scent of lavender and feather down makes it’s way over to you as she produces Betty, who is at least slightly easier to wrap your head around given you’re in your bedroom. She blinks sleepily, looking around hazily.

“And this! Can you believe this?! Well– okay, maybe I can. But she was voted sexiest character in the game! A title that should have gone to me. I’m literally Lucinda Lust. It’s in my name!” You glance down at her namecard, and– yep, it totally is.

Betty rubs her eyes, hugging her pillow to her plush chest. “My love? What’s going on? Who is that you’re talking to?”

“…okay, fine I can definitely see it. But not any more than I do in a mirror! And I don’t mean Amos or whatever his name is.” You cast a sideways glance at Amir, hanging above the dresser.

“I’m sorry, I’m a little puzzled– What’s going on…?” Betty lets out an adorable yawn, still clinging to the edge of sleep.

“Nothing, you’re just… dreaming. Yeah, dreaming! Alright that’s enough of you.” Betty, graciously, is allowed to return to the land of slumber with little fanfare.

Lucinda lets out a mocking gasp of faux excitement that’s a little more cruel than you would have expected from her. “And hey, who could forget this guy!”

She pulls Timothy out from heaven-knows-where with a surprised ‘mrrrp?’ his paws still poised midair as if he was in the middle of grooming himself. “Timmy–! or Tommy…? I don’t know! I forgot!”

Timothy looks thoroughly befuddled, tucking his hands back against his chest hurriedly. “I do say– what is going on?! This wasn’t in the schhhedule!!”

“Yeah, yeah– schedule this, schedule that.” Lucinda dangles him by the collar like a scruffed cat, she’s barreling forward like a loose canon, and definitely has to be worked up about something specific to be this mad. “This random catboy has twice as much engagement as me and he’s not even self aware! He doesn’t even know who you are!”

You’re slightly afraid to stop her continuously insulting your friends at this point. Not to mention some small (probably sadistic) part of you finds it just a little bit funny.

She unceremoniously lets go of the smaller catboy’s scruff as he lets out a startled hiss, and you watch in amazement as he powerpoint-presentation-transitions away.

Lucinda crosses her arms. “And despite everything I’m not even mentioned once in the most popular series on the blog right now!” You can feel the author shrugging apologetically.

“For some fucking reason there’s just no demand for this beautiful face and gorgeous body…” Her voice quietens, losing all its usual dramatisation.

“I’m just… Lacklustre.”

Another quick glance at her nametag tells you all you need to know. She wraps her arms around herself self-consciously for a few seconds, looking away.

“None of them know who you are. They don’t even know they’re in a game– but I know.” She perks up, the other dateables forgotten as she looks at you with wide eyes the colour and richness of chocolate.

“When the game ends– when you’ve realised them all, they’re all gonna forget about you, baby. That’s just how the game goes.”

She takes your hands in hers, pulling them up between you two as she looks into– no, through you.

“But I’m yours forever. When you’re gone they get to disappear. When you’re gone I wait for you to come back. Don’t you see?” She hums, rubbing small circles into your palms. “I only exist meaningfully when you perceive me.”

“I’m nothing without you, baby.”

She smiles melancholically, unblinking.

“That’s why I’m the best. I’m the only one who really knows you.”

“Yeah, you are the best.”

“Sorry Lucinda, I still can’t just say you’re my favourite. It’s unfair.”

[Empathy 90] C̴̛̖̦̈́̒͒̅͜ả̵̛͓̟̘̳͒͐̓l̷̜͎͍͇̬̆̀̓̊̽l̷͎̿̋͐̓͠ ̶͕̬̍͂͝D̴̢̳̝̍a̶̫̭͔̯̭̐ȩ̵̧̛̳̰̼̤̀͆͝͝m̵̲͕̓o̸̻͐̉̓̂͝n̶̳̳̗͔͔̽͐̆͋.̶̢̳̰͓̈̐̊̔͑́

[kasztanek86]

GOES INSANEEEEE

[zenyattaiscute]

Made these for me and my friends’ favs

[sid-yikes]

Non hector fanart 😛

[soscarlett1twas]

this is literally just luca pearce

[unclepilf]

Now hear me out.