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a little trend on tiktok.. i thought these emotions suit them :3
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(Part 1? lol)This got more ridiculous than I intended but here we are, a little rujinu aquarium date shenanigan inspired by @galaxyspeaking ‘s great aquarium date concept! I have a part 2 sketched out that’s more romantic and sappy but we’ll see if and when I get to it 🐠
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Shhh don't be sad ... chocolate chip banana bread with flakey sea salt

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i watched one (1) video on how to draw hands that changed my life forever. like. i can suddenly draw hands again
these were all drawn without reference btw. i can just. Understand Hands now (for the most part, im sure theres definitely inaccuracies). im a little baffled
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The Scouts!!
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wooooooo ok sorry! im back! yay!
ill post more about others tomorrow, maybe💀( bruh

why hello there demoman tf2
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Finished the next chapter of my platonic TF2 fic!
Summary:
A girl wanders too close to the base, encountering an eager Scout who accidentally reveals some confidential secrets to her. Now Spy wants her dead, and Scout refuses to let that happen. A deal gets struck and now she only has a month to prove herself trustworthy to all the mercenaries, but most importantly Spy, or else he kills her.
Chapter Summary:
Trudy is paid a visit.
#tf2#team fortress 2#tf2 fanfiction#platonic fanfic#tf2 scout#tf2 soldier#tf2 pyro#tf2 heavy#tf2 engineer#tf2 demo#tf2 demoman#tf2 medic#tf2 sniper#tf2 spy#the intruder#the intruder fic
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"I've been wanting to ask, why does the bird wear a tiny hat?" "I made it for the tiger but the bird keeps taking it." KPOP DEMON HUNTERS (2025)
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hate him (love him<3)
the funniest part about drawing this piece was I kept laughing and stopping cus I was listening to Dixon Dallas
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"equal ground" a blu engiespy comic
CWs: graphic descriptions (not illustrations!) of violence/torture, illustrations of blood, bruises, fresh stitches. for the first one, please refer to this clip from poker night at the inventory if you need a preview.
thank you for reading
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Roll up your sleeves.
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Meet The Ladies



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Hey i’m a fashion design student so i have tons and tons of pdfs and docs with basic sewing techniques, pattern how-tos, and resources for fabric and trims. I’ve compiled it all into a shareable folder for anyone who wants to look into sewing and making their own clothing. I’ll be adding to this folder whenever i come across new resources
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/16uhmMb8kE4P_vOSycr6XSa9zpmDijZSd?usp=sharing
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Next chapter of my reader-insert platonic fic!
Summary:
A girl wanders too close to the base, encountering an eager Scout who accidentally reveals some confidential secrets to her. Now Spy wants her dead, and Scout refuses to let that happen. A deal gets struck and now she only has a month to prove herself trustworthy to all the mercenaries, but most importantly Spy, or else he kills her.
Chapter Summary:
Intruder makes some cookies and has some conversations.
#team fortress 2#tf2#fanfiction#tf2 fanfiction#tf2 fanfic#platonic fic#reader insert#scout tf2#soldier tf2#pyro tf2#engineer tf2#demo tf2#heavy tf2#medic tf2#sniper tf2#spy tf2#the intruder#the intruder fic
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Shifter
it is easy to envy the shifter who runs with canid grace and flies on borrowed bones who hears metaphor in whalesong and drinks deep ultraviolet radiance
but what of the loss of such gifts with every shift?
we, landbound, tasting flight with our eyes forever cast skyward mourn every pang of loss upon waking from that dream of wing and loft and break
so how must the shifter feel?
with a thousand phantom limbs a hundred phantom senses mourning loss of seal language when in a form without ears doleful glare at sweet berries while a carnivoran tongue cannot taste its kiss hot tea left un-drunk in a garden where eyes no longer reach the full spectrum
a price must be made for each gift purchased and I know not whether I could stand the strain of a life in such elated grief
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