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[roosterarts]

FUWAMOCO + World of Tanks Blitz = EXTREME VIOLENCE

[thefachri]

KV-1 and SU-100 in Himmelsdorf - WoTB FanArt

This is my 1 year and 7 months of art project, the art project theme about is World of Tanks Blitz, this is a FanArt for World of Tanks Blitz, MMO games about World War 1 and World War 2 Tanks made by WarGaming.

i made this art in Microsoft Paint and Adobe Photoshop Software

[hankkd7]

40 Most Powerful WOT Tier X Tanks Winrate Comparison 3D

[shahinelected]

World of Tanks Blitz - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - Operation "COWABUNGA!"

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[wot-blitz-replays]

ONESHOT SHOW #4 • Ammo Rack Compilation WoT Blitz

[newwotreplays]

Object 140's 9-Kill Performance in World of Tanks! - New Wot Replays #Shorts

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[pesanlucky]

T92E1 american light tanks • The Amphibious light tanks blitz IX

[leftearmissing]

7vs7 #8 Tournament Team BEASTS World of Tanks Blitz

[andromedaloy]

World of Tanks Blitz - WoT Cruiser Mark II Tank: Best Shot Ever

[lcpmon]

me: i hate using the crab tank i suck with it splat: heres a splashtag for winning with it :D

[hankkd7]

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[dewdropdinosaur]

The Whole Being Dead Thing

LUCIFER X READER (PLATONIC) Summary: Lucifer is your father and to say you have been distant the past 7 years would be an understatement. Being the sarcastic owner of a murder business doesn't exactly make the family reunion even more enjoyable. Warnings: Some cuss words and a gun --> Reader is similar to Blitz from Helluva Boss. Rating: PG-13 Can't remember who requested this but here you go!

In the bustling streets of Pentagram City, where sin and redemption intertwined in a chaotic dance, there lurked a figure shrouded in darkness. Y/N, the eldest daughter of Lucifer Morningstar, once roamed. Born into a lineage of darkness and power, she was destined for greatness—or so it seemed.The disappearance of her mother, Lilith, shattered the fragile bonds that tied Y/N to her family. Amidst the turmoil and whispers of betrayal, she made a choice that would alter her destiny forever. With a heart heavy with unresolved pain, Y/N turned her back on her kin and vanished into the shadows, leaving behind her legacy and her birthright.

Long had it been since Y/N departed from the opulent corridors of her father's domain. With her heart heavy and her resolve unyielding, Y/N ventured into the abyss of uncertainty, carving her path through the crimson-lit alleyways of Pentagram City.

In the shadows, she found her solace, her purpose. She became a legend whispered in hushed tones—a silent specter weaving through the fabric of the city, a master of the art of assassination. With meticulous precision and deadly grace, she built her empire, brick by blood-soaked brick, until her name became synonymous with fear itself. Starting her own business built on assassination both inside Hell and up on Earth, Y/N essentially ruled the criminal underworld of Hell. Her own kingdom, not given to her by birthright, but by hard work and a penchant for blowing shit up. 

Years passed, and Lucifer, the fallen angel turned proprietor of the infamous Hazbin Hotel, watched over his kingdom with a heavy heart. The absence of his daughter weighed upon him like an anchor, a constant reminder of the rift that had torn their family asunder. After the disappearance of his eldest, Lucifer then distanced himself from his youngest; believing himself the one to blame for everything leaving.  He missed his daughter, though he would never admit it openly. The pain of her absence lingered like a wound that refused to heal, a constant reminder of his failure as a father.

 However, as time wore on and Hazbin Hotel grew - Lucifer reintroduced himself into Charlie’s life and they became reconnected and virtually inseparable. Charlie, being the optimistic being that she was, decided that if one family reunion was going so well, another should follow. Drafting out a letter to her older sister in bright pink ink, the note was mailed and received. 

After weeks of debate, Y/N finally relented. Maybe seeing Charlie after all would be nice, just the two of them. Putting on her normal outfit: white tank top, black leather jacket, and black jeans along with combat boots; Y/N marched to the hotel. Knocking on the door, Y/N straightened her top. However, what greeted her was not her energetic sister but instead Lucifer, who stood with wide eyes. 

Time seemed to stand still as father and daughter locked eyes, a thousand unspoken words hanging heavy in the air between them. For a moment, the world faded away, leaving only the echo of their shared past and the weight of their estrangement.

Charlie, the ever-optimistic princess of Hell, stood beside Lucifer, her gaze shifting between the two with a mixture of curiosity and concern. Sensing the tension thickening in the air, she stepped forward, a beacon of warmth amidst the shadows.

"Y/N," Charlie finally spoke, voice high pitched as she reached to embrace her sister. "It's been too long."

Y/N's expression remained impassive, her mask of stoicism betraying no hint of the emotions that roiled within her. She nodded, acknowledging her words with a silent understanding.

Y/N's gaze was steely, her demeanor guarded as she faced the father she had long forsaken. The awkwardness between them was palpable, a tangible barrier separating them even as they stood mere feet apart.

"Y/N," Lucifer finally spoke, his voice a mix of longing and regret, "it's been... too long."

A flicker of emotion crossed Y/N's face—a fleeting vulnerability that was quickly masked behind a facade of indifference. “Hi, dad.” 

Lucifer shifted uncomfortably, sensing the palpable tension hanging in the air. "How have you been?"

Y/N's lips twisted into a bitter smirk. "Oh, you know, same old, same old. Just running a famous murder stick in the depths of Hell. How about you?"

Lucifer winced at the reminder of his daughter's chosen path, a pang of ick gnawing at his insides. "I've been... managing," he replied evasively, unable to meet her gaze.

“So after 7 years that is all you have to say to me? 'How have you been'?” 

“Well, I--is that a gun!?"

Sighing and tapping the glock strapped to her thigh, Y/N spoke “Yes, dad. it's a gun. Sheesh, for sin incarnate you really are such a downer. Get it? Downer, cause like you go down on people...oh whatever.

Charlie, you got a bartender in this place right? Cause I am gonna need a shitty drink if y'all are gonna be a tough crowd."

Charlie, sensing the awkwardness and unable to get sex jokes thickening, attempted to lighten the mood. "Well, uh, why don't we sit down and catch up? I'm sure there's plenty to talk about and yeah…we have a bartender.!"

Y/N's laugh was hollow, devoid of mirth, completely avoiding her father in favor for his sister. "Sure, why not? I've always wanted to hear about the latest happenings in the Hotel for lost souls. So tell me sis, how’s life been mhmm?” 

The reunion was awkward, fraught with the weight of unresolved grievances and unspoken apologies. Yet, amidst the awkwardness, there lingered a glimmer of hope—a flicker of light amidst the darkness that had shrouded their relationship for so long. Alcohol made Y/N much friendlier anyway.

[karl-jensen]

Railway Series Rebecca

This illustration on how a Railway Series Rebecca would look like was created back in 21 August 2023, soon to be one year old.

This is how Rebecca would look like if she was a character in the Railway Series. I also added in a different origin story and how she became a Resident of Sodor:

Rebecca's real name was Exmoor. She didn't like it, but her driver would call her Rebecca after his dead sister who died in The Blitz during the Second World War.

She would often pull boat trains that connect England, France and the Netherlands. Perhaps her most favorite train would be the Golden Arrow which connects England and France.

Because of her job, she would try to speak French to try and impress the French visitors who rode the train. She learned how to speak it from her driver who married a French Woman after the war.

Her wheels would often slip as a result of design faults. She even caught fire (and survived) after her restoration due to said errors.

She was purchased by Sir Charles Topham Hatt in the 1970's and was restored to working condition. She even had her old Southern Railway paint scheme and her old number and was renamed to "Rebecca Simpson" in memory of her driver's sister.

I wanted to make Rebecca as realistic as possible and add in the many features and quirks that her basis had. The thought of her speaking a foreign language would make her more interesting since the Southern Railway had boat trains linking to France and the Netherlands.

I originally posted this drawing on Reddit in the Thomas the Tank Engine subreddit, so I'd like to post this here as well.

[wot-blitz-replays]

M60 • 9.7K DMG • 6 KILLS • WoT Blitz

[pesanlucky]

K-91 Tanks Blitz • The Burner Soviet

[leftearmissing]

7vs7 #8 Tournament Team UKR8