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What will you do when the world is ending?
Same Ol' vs Bucket List vs Save the Day
........MY SPLATFEST MIX SERIES IS BACK??? Maybe! I think?! All of my previous Splatfest Mix entries are on my main blog, Loafbud- but I'll be posting future ones on this blog from here on out
#splatfest mix#splatfest#team same ol#team bucket list#team save the day#deep cut#shiver hohojiro#frye onaga#big man splatoon#loafbud#splatloafbud#fanart#my art#I had energy to draw this up#after what was several 'fests without me drawing any of the past themes & results#I'll try to draw the results for this Splatfest#when the time comes#(it'll be added in a reblog of this post)!#big man was kinda drawn last minute tbh#i woulda drew him in a superhero suit lmao
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@ameliahexagon I DELETED THE ORIGINAL BC I FORGOT A DETAIL IN THE 3RD PANEL SRY SDFDSFSDFS
theyre a bit sleepy rn, give them some time <:3
#pink corruption#brittcorruption#jsab#tpc#art#digital art#fanart#au#alternate universe#vampiris#vampire au#vampire iris au#vampire iris#iris x cube#WHEN THE TIME COMES#THE TOXIC VAMPIRE YAOI WILL RETURN
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#limbus company#don quixote#and hat guy will have a proper tag#when the time comes#sansón carrasco#there you go
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Why can't I be the one that's pregnant...?
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- @totally-not-soupernova
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i really think the implant plan could work for us- i’m WE is funding further research, we just have to wait a bit but it’ll happen ❤️
#also we’re teenagers but i mean#when the time comes#:) <3#tim drake#dc comics#bruce wayne#dc robin#dc#dcu#batman#timothy drake#batfam#asktimdrake#tbh this whole thing is a liiittle dysphoria inducing for me too#hello i literally have a gf she’s going to be the pregnant one#dc rp#anyways
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Somehow he'd thought that when it came to it he'd be strong enough.
Lev Grossman, from The Bright Sword
#when the time comes#ready#strong#strength#someday#goals#aspirations#personal#quotes#lit#words#excerpts#quote#literature#lev grossman#the bright sword
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If there are people who can’t even handle Colin Bridgerton how are they gonna handle having empathy for Gregory when he does what he does to his love interest in his future season? (for those who know)
#like please#colin bridgerton#has the MOST TAME non toxic storyline out of all the Bridgerton siblings?!?#legit how would you handle what Gregory does to his love interest#when the time comes#bridgerton
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What I want is a water birth with midwives in a hospital and it’s stupid that individualized birth plans like this aren’t an option everywhere
Hospitals care about bottom line and control, not what’s actually best for moms and babies
#when the time comes#I’ll either have to have a hospital birth and submit to procedures that actively make labor and delivery worse#and hope my child doesn’t become a victim of medical kidnapping when I put my foot down against certain medical practices for my newborn#OR have a home birth and pray nothing goes wrong#because it’ll be an hour drive through nothing but cornfields to get to a hospital in the event of an emergency#(and no this isn’t an announcement#just pondering on the future)
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fucking screaming over atib jegulus someone is pissing in someone else’s mouth right now in a sacred temple
#technically i haven’t added that scene in yet#but it is sitting in my ‘temporary scene holder’ document#waiting to be added to the main doc#when the time comes
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as someone whos been following for your ultrakill art, i really really love your lobcorp art as well!!! you have a very unique and appeasing style. i cant wait to see more! ^-^
THANK YOU VERY MUCH🩵💚 I appreciate each and every one of you that sticks around for what ever i begin to poast. There will be more
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I only now just noticed something when rechecking my copy of Rise of the Isle of the Lost for an ask: they have a nephew of the Sultan who serves as the grand adviser??? I...What???? Either Aladdin or Jasmine now have siblings in Descendants verse??? When they had none in all Aladdin films and the TV show???
#wasnt the whole conflict of aladdin that jasmine is being preasured to marry so her husband can become sultan#when the time comes#that conflict wouldnt exactly work the same if she had a sibling#but if its aladdin who has a sibling that is also pretty weird in terms of the first film#as aladdin is all on his own and his only surviving relative is his dad#who also doesnt have any other kids with him when he appears in third film#like this is why i say just make relative ocs all you like and shit#because descendants is out here doing it and not making sense of it at all
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I think if I ever seriously went back to rp all my guys would be just regular fucking dudes. fuck the magical dragons and superheroes and shit I used to play. I wanna rp marie from kansas who works at a bar and hates her sister over something that happened 15 years ago
#agave.txt#honestly that design might be going somewhere#the divorced dad who does drag from the prev post is one of my old ocs i might retool a little#when the time comes
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It's all fun and games until you look up a tag for a ship you love and the most recent post is more than a month old
#i need. to do something with this#but oh is this painful#wont even say what ship it is#you'll know#when the time comes#hermitshipping#shitpost
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I’m not gonna be normal about animated Namari
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Also sometimes I feel the need to go back to studying again because my brain needs the stimulation but then I look at people who are still studying, no matter their age, and it goes away again
#if you are still studying I’m giving you a big hug you’re truly so strong and ily 🫂#but like maybe I’d do it but on my terms you know#like why not some online thing on my area of work#could be great#and if I go back there I’ll need something to distract me from the fact that I’d want to kms any single second of the day#so yeah I’ll look into it again#when the time comes#since I still have do idea what to do with my life rn
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"The band of eight inter-dimensional siblings get introduced early…well…" . . . . . . u h - o h -🐟 Anon
(Heheheh.)
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you said you were stuck in a time loop, which was fine. i feel like late-stage capitalism has us all in a time loop, ammiright? you came barging in at 5:33. in the morning. i hadn't even processed the idea of coffee.
but you had this look of utter panic in your eyes. terror like the ocean. you grabbed my cheeks. im in a time loop.
i don't know why in movies the first reaction is to deny it. when someone is panicking like that, it's not appropriate to ask them to calm down. it didn't matter if i believed it, what mattered was that you believed it so much that it was consuming you.
so here we are. i pour you some of the dark roast. "you look like utter and entire hell," i say.
you push your fingers into your eyes. "you always say that."
i try to think of something funny to say that i wouldn't have said on previous time loops, but jokes don't land without the proper timing (lol). "remind me to think -"
"-yeah, of a joke that only works in the future. and before you say anything, i know you're pissed i just stole your punchline." you bolt the coffee, which is wild. it's very hot. you don't seem to notice.
i blow on mine to cool it down. i both am very pissed at you and also i can't see you in this amount of panic without wanting to help. but i'm also not really sure what we are, not since i saw you kiss her like that, no offense. it just was like, kind of rude when you knew i liked you.
and besides. i'm just like, barely a person. i write omegaverse fanfiction. i love the concept of a time loop, but what the fuck am i gonna do? send an alpha in there? i open my mouth.
you point at me. "you're about to ask why me. and then say some disparaging shit about yourself. i'm just a nerd who plays dnd or something. that self-own is slightly different each time." you sigh. "i know you think you can't really help me. i don't know who can help me. i only came to you because you fucking believe me." you check your watch, sigh, and throw your head back. you cover your eyes with one hand. "i've come here on 26 separate revolutions," you say. "you have believed me every time. and yeah, i have no idea how you fit into this but i just -" you sigh again. "i just like fucking talking to someone about it."
"do you need more cof-" i start, but you're already holding the empty cup out. i frown at it. "you're not getting any more until you promise not to bolt this one like an animal."
you laugh a little and sit up, pushing your hair out of your face. "okay, that's new dialogue. but to be fair to you, i'm not usually this rude. i'm still pretty new at all of this." you check your watch again. another sigh. i guess you're cruising for a personal best in the Sigh Olympics.
i almost tell you im not an NPC but i've played enough video games to know i'm very much an NPC. i pour you another cup. "so what happens in the loop?"
"really bad explosion." you mutter into the mug. you put your elbows on the table (rude) and bury your face in your arms like an angsty teenager. one hand floats up while you talk, because evidently you literally can't talk without your hands. "i have to save the day and there's this bomb and i have no bomb training and it keeps moving, you know."
"do i die?"
you peek up from your arms. "yeah. bigtime. you keep trying to run or stay or do anything and you always super die."
"oh."
"to be fair, like, everyone dies in it though.... so you're in good company."
i hate that you make me laugh. i hate that being around you always feels tingly and strange, this electric tension between us. something that is evidently (given how you stuck your tongue down a stranger's throat literally 3 days ago) (well. 3 for me) super one-sided. i take a sip of my coffee and close my eyes.
i die today, i guess. a little spark of panic starts at the top of my hands and starts whipping up my wrists.
"shit," you say. you look at your watch and jump to your feet. "i have to go. if i can come back, i will. i am still trying to figure out when is best to do everything, you know? the order of stuff. maybe morning isn't good for us."
i look up at you and think about how you keep kissing me in the back of my car and in alleyways and in the dark. and i can never fucking get a read on you. and i also think about how incredibly panicked you look. how broken. how long have you been doing this? "i don't want to die," i say.
you glance downwards. "well, you're not really dead, you'll come back in the loop."
"but i will have died." my hands are shaking. i am trying really hard to stay calm.
you push your hands through your hair again. "i really have to go. i will have this discussion with the next version of you, though. it is like, something i am thinking about."
"but i don't get a next version," i say. i don't really have the language for this, because i haven't had 26 tries with you. i only have my memories: you, a week ago. drunk and telling me you loved me in my ear. you, kissing her anyway. you, months ago, throwing up on my birthday, whispering to me i ruin everything i touch, always, over and over. please don't ask. i can't ever fucking have that be you.
i run my finger along the rim of the mug. "i don't want to die in this one."
you seem baffled by this. "i get that but - time will reset, you'll be fine, you won't even remember we talked about this."
"but i know now." i stand up too. "i have to live the rest of this day knowing i could die. knowing i probably am going to."
"you could always die, to be fair."
i feel my hands get out of control. "earlier, you said i always say a different insult about myself. what if you're just going through different parallel universes and those are all just different - but real - versions of myself? what if you're not in a time loop, you're in a fucking universe loop?"
"if it helps, i've wondered this too. also, you're hot in all of them. if that helps."
i point at you. "no flirting. i'm trying to figure out if i die today."
"who's flirting?" you catch my wild hands and give me that long, perfect smile. like we're in this together. "i won't let ya die." you check your watch and sigh again. "well. maybe not this time."
i grit my teeth. you are so not making quips at me while i try to explain the existential dread i'm having. "does the time loop reset if i fucking kill you?"
"honestly i don't know how long it continues after i die, because i just wake up. it could be that the loop goes until the explosion for everyone, and we're all in the loop, or it could be that when i die, the loop restarts. when i die i wake up, is all."
i pull away from you and stalk into the kitchen and start doing all 3 of my dishes. "okay, first, you know i was joking. and secondly, this is exactly my point. you don't know if this is just a parallel universe. maybe in the ones where you died, the explosion happened and nobody reset and it's just you travelling." i have to stop and push the heel of my palm into my eyeball. "... how often have you died?"
i look at you. you look at me. you give me this very sad, halfway smile and a little what can ya do shrug. something in that action seems so old and weary that i want to burst into tears.
"i have to go," you say. "really. for real. there's this family of five i save from getting into a car crash. and i know it's like oh but we're all gonna die in the explosion anyway, what's the point. and..." you shrug again. "it matters to me, is all. at least i saved them for now. at least i saved anything."
you pad over to me and wrap me in a tight hug. you always seem so tall against me. i feel your cheek rest against the top of my head for a moment. for a second, it's just us, and the space is warm, and my heart is a little broken hare.
you leave me there, and i stand in my stupid badly lit kitchen with my stupid mugs. i think about you. i start texting my mom that she needs to get out of the city, but it feels pointless.
i don't know what to do. tomorrow is the same day for you. but i have to prepare to die in my today.
#warm up#prose#i just realized that there's a horror film in there about being someone NOT in a loop.#if i wanted to make it longer i'd have them come back like SUPER battered and hellish.#on round like 999#like halfway through lunch like - YOU . I LOVE U . IM SORRY . I RUINED IT BC I LOVE U CANT U SEE THAT#but like. yeah man what happens when someone else in control of ur destiny#what happens to all the versions of u that DO die...#i also wanted a pre-redemption time looper - this person#(who in my brain is they/them)#is absolutelyyyyyy toying with the narrator bc the time looper is caught up in like#an emo angsty '' i can't have what i want bc i ruin things'' self harm spiral#and like literally the way out of that spiral is to TRY bud.#but this is a person pre-redemption. still kind of an ass. still not really listening to her#still a little bit ignoring that they kissed someone 3 days ago#still KNOWS she likes them and DOES like her back. but is just too chickenshit still.#we're talkin that person we've ALL dated that's like ''i can't be with u anymore bc i am Too Broken and I Can't Stand Hurting U"#... i imagine they grow up tho. eventually.
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