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audio stretch my beloved

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He so would stick his head out the window like a dog SURPRISINGLY THIS ONLY TOOK ME LIKE 2 HOURS AND A HALF? (I NEED TO GIVE THIS MAN A BIG OL' SMOOCH ON THE CHEEK.)

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“Make girl ocs” on it chief 🫡

i think weve taken a wrong turn. so much complaining about the lack of female characters and attention they get, but not a lot is being done about it. talk about them!! draw them!! make girl ocs!! give unseen girl characters personalities and designs!! yuri it up!! and most importantly, Have Fun

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Slinks up to your porch and drops Ignacio headcanons on your doormat like a cat bringing you the nastiest soggiest dead bird you've ever seen (I am sick in the head about this stupid bastard, I see a fellow Ignacio Warrior and immediately go into overdrive. I dont know how to start conversations lmfao go my scarab)

- One of the reasons his house is fucking barren of food is because he cannot fucking stand being anywhere near a grocery store. He is an unmedicated paranoid reclusive man, putting him in a bright loud exposed place full of strangers is a surefire way to cause an absolutely incredible crashout. Once got escorted out of a Kroger because he was already on his last straw and someone's kid wouldn't stop crying and an employee watched him pull his sidearm out of his pants (he wasn't gonna shoot anyone. Yet. I felt like messing with his gun is a self-soothing thing he does a lot). Last time he went to the store he got like three things and then had to go stand in the alley out back tensing every muscle in his body to decompress because holy hell looking over your shoulder every two seconds convinced one of these mfs is gonna try something sure shoots your entire nervous system. When he runs low on food he will ration it as much as possible to put off having to get more food. He would rather not eat then have to go shopping.

- Used to have a few hobbies he was damn good at. I like to think he used to play trumpet. Maybe some cello, he seems like an orchestral instrument kinda guy. Has not played or practiced in years. It draws attention, wanting to ditch previous aspects of himself, and also because eof general lethargy / apatheticness to doing shit that previously made him happy. If he tried to pick back up trumpet now he'd fumble playing it bc he's been so out-of-practice and would take that as a sign to stop trying.

- Projects my OCD-caused paranoid delusions onto him. He has to complete rituals daily and nightly to affirm that he is safe. Check the locks. Do a patrol round. Check the locks again. Check the hall because it feels like something moved back there. Undo all the locks and open the door and then quickly slam it because you can't let anything in. Redo the locks. Check the house again. Check to make sure your reflection is following you. Check again. Check again. Check again.

- Sometimes experiences absolute peak paranoid delusion where you're terrified that something is wrong and someone is coming to get you and youre in fight-or-flight but you're also too terrified to move or do barely anything. Pressed into the corner under the bed, white-knuckling his gun, hyperventilating. Scanning the room over and over, convinced the moment he takes his eyes off of one corner somebody will be waiting in the other corner. Teeth gritted so tight his jaw will ache for the next day or two. Feeling like an animal in a trap. He hasn't quite noticed it yet but he's crying, a body's good ol automatic terror response. He'll feel awfully disgusted with himself tomorrow morning. He'd rather die than tell anyone about such a pathetic moment. He'd never willingly get help because he'd never willingly admit he has any sort of issue at all. But he does. And tonight, it's all he can think about.

- Has a love of sour stuff. Will happily eat lemon by itself (me fr). Rarely indulges himself in treats (or food. In general lol) but he definitely has a fondness for sour candies. Specifically the obnoxiously-sour ones, the ones that completely fuck up your mouth. He also gets a bit of kick out of offering them to people and watching in real time as they realize this is some Advanced Sour shit.

- Decent at baking, but not great at cooking. Has not improved his skills because he A) does not buy enough shit to try and B) gets pissed every time he makes a mistake. Believes you're either good at it or you're not, and he's not, so why bother? Basically all the food he gets is either readymade (like non-perishable dry goods, canned soup or frozen meals) easy assembly goods like sandwich fixings, or cheap off-brand snacks and cereals. Doesn't buy produce because he's shit at making himself eat and then it spoils. One of the reasons he's so lethargic and pissy is because he eats very little and what he does eat doesn't have nearly enough nutrition or calories. Core part of potential Ignacio healing process is fattening him up.

Okay that's it for now. Scurries under your porch and dies

this is literally all so true. he just like me fr (90lbs ocd warrior and too tired to relearn guitar). Ignacio is such a pathetic little mess im obsessed with him fucking up his mouth with lemons as if his teeth arent a crooked yellow mess and hes at risk for dentures. hes too afraid of the dentist tho cause what if they strap him down and waterboard him. same guy whos too afraid of getting a haircut cause what if the salon is full of fbi agents who want to use his hair samples for microchips. godspeed my paranoid gun lover

i want to believe hes good at baking. he NEEDS some goddamn nutrition im so set on the idea that fattening him up will heal him and he'll stop being such a pain in the ass. drew it actually

tfw you eat three meals a day and no longer feel like yelling at children to get off your lawn

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Happy Valentine’s Day from Bonnie & Ignacio!

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Ngl that bullet’s probably still in García. Mort offered to take it out, but he refused bc leaving it there is funnier.

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the only thing left to burn is yourself

this is a redraw pic from my first time ever drawing ignacio back in august. ive always wanted to redraw it, i Knew i could do better 😭 i had zero understanding of lighting at the time

also a version of this i thought was wicked badass and cool

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this drawing has been sitting in my gallery for months

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The 200 Winifred attack has been haunting me/lh

I’ve been imagining Winifred getting like hit on the head 200 times and being forced to say facts about herself

I truly am an evil thing hehehe/j

LMAOOO it really is just this

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I may have the flu or food poisoning and idk which is worse

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whotever,,,, bob dump consisting of carefully selected canvas screenshots and random expression memes

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Things I drew on @jacenotjason's whiteboard before my computer crashed lol

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Struggling 2 design a cute fem version of eyes 😭 halfway colored doodle was my first, fully colored was my second, and the plain sketch was my latest.

Ím fucking dying over here 💔💔

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i remember reading someone's talk about how scary bob's situation would be irl + another person's wondering if true crime channels in spooky month would cover bob's crimes.

that was really interesting; i liked it! not sure if streber would so i'll leave that to his fans lol

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Family tree cobbled out of various headcanons I’ve seen around the fandom. I forgot to write it but dotted lines = siblings

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Moloch. Wrath be his flame, devotion be his fuel. Redesigned him for my Merlot AU

After his defeat and banishment at the hands of Gregor, Moloch was fragmented and weak, spiraling deeper and deeper into the bowels of Hell. Desperate to enact his revenge on the human world, and with his temple destroyed, he answered the call of a greater demon, Eyes of the Universe. Bob Velseb was the last instrument of their Evil. He outlived his usefulness as a man, but he could still serve them again. Moloch needed a vessel, and the Cult of Eyes will give him such a vessel. Two devils, in one body.

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I think my neighbors dog is a government agent