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ryssbelle · 5 months
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Guy Diamond going to Heaven during Prince D's funeral was not on my bingo card for this month
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uhohbestie · 8 months
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A quick doodle from chapter 5 of our scarian zombie au fic, There Are Monsters Nearby.
I drew this months and months ago, when Key and I first started brainstorming the plot, 'cause I was so in love with this moment when Scar finally has a dramatic moment of his own. You show 'im, Scar. You set that beloved car on fire. 🔥🔥🔥
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thezombieprostitute · 2 months
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Fate Curtis and Reader in a Vikings AU setting. She'd be fearless, brilliant shieldmaiden. Absolutely stunning! Curtis, a Viking Jarl, sees her for the first time when he's meeting with other Jarls on a thing.
Again, it would pretty much be love at first sight for him. But she'd make him work for it. You want her to become your bride? Bear your sons? You'd best prove your worth it.
Can you imagine if her own Jarl had been trying to woo her as well? Thinking of the tall, strong children she'd give him? And then, in comes Jarl Everett trying to sweep her off her feet. At first he encourages it, thinking it'll help her see what a catch her Jarl really is. But then Curtis starts winning her over and he gets nervous.
So why does she finally agree to be Jarl Everett's? His fierceness in battle? His generosity with his people? No, these are things that should be expected of a good Jarl. What wins her over is his gentleness towards her. It's not demeaning. It's not that he thinks she's too weak or fragile. No. It's a gentleness that is reserved for her. A gentleness that tells her more about him than any whispers or gifts ever could. It's a promise that only she can see this side of him.
I dunno. Maybe I'm off. 😅
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robocop1906 · 9 months
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Just sayin'
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apocalypse-lover · 2 years
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tomoleary · 5 months
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Glenn Fabry - Thor: Vikings #1 Splash Page 1 Original Art (Marvel, 2003) Source
Colors by Paul Mounts
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deaadcrush · 1 year
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finished season 4 of zr :')
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Vikings zombie AU??
Ragnar used to be, emphasise on used, outdoorsman. Camping, hiking, building small huts, that was his life.
Until the zombie apocalypse hits and Ragnar thrives in his new found power. Until he meets Athelstan, a theology professor who could might as well live on his own, if it was not for his inability to kill the zombies.
And Ragnar really doesn't want to see him go.
Whenever I start watching the walking dead I get a heart attack and instead watch The land before time so Ragnar could possibly become a bit like Negan but I don't actually know if that's how Negan acts.
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vicontheinternet · 2 years
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All I’m saying is if I were in a zombie apocalypse virus end of the world outbreak is Viking funerals for the dead
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camkablam · 2 years
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i could only really do messy sketches today and that is okay
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dmdarius · 6 months
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Conrack's looking a little more demony than usual and I'm stuck in a chamber with Loki himself. That's not the worst of what's happening though. No, the worst of it is that the GAME itself doesn't want me to finish it. BUT I WILL! FOR MIDGARD!! #rune #retro #viking #norse #pc
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orteil42 · 5 months
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we are in dire need of some new media trend. we've done pirates, we've done cowboys; we've gone through two whole zombie revivals. aliens and space themes have basically been a constant since at least the 1950s, as have robots and evil AIs. we went pretty heavy on vampires for a while. we've also done dinosaurs, ninjas, musicals, wizards, sea creatures, ancient rome, ancient egypt, middle ages out the wazoo, entirely too much world war II, we're currently overdosing on our superhero phase, we've done monsters (misunderstood), monsters (radioactive), fake guy in the real world, real guy travels to fake world, caves & mining, vikings, what if you were really small, genre parody as a genre, sand, New York, time travel, something racist goes down in the jungle, neurodivergent detective, buddy cops, crooked cops, gangsters, bank heists in particular, kid has powers, revolt against the corporate world, portals, social insects, dragons, the British, global apocalypse, martial arts, roadtrip as self-discovery, Jesus, clones, clowns, babysitting goes wrong, demonic possession, ghosts of all kinds, talking animals, fucking with the stock market, restaurant ownership, dwarves, planes, and spies. where do we go from here. what's our next big thing
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doctorslippery · 1 year
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Possessed Vikings by Dariusz Kieliszek
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When the raiders came out of the dark, we weren't ready. How could anyone be?
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robocop1906 · 1 year
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For educational purposes....only 😎🏴‍☠️
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allforthegaymes · 20 days
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Andrew sat in the fbi interrogation alongside Neil, stuck between trying to decide wether to keep his wary eyes on the agents sat across from them or to keep his eyes locked on Neil, as if he’ll disappear again if he loses sight of him at any point.
Instead he keeps a finger hooked around one of Neils belt loops and sets himself to memorizing every word out of Neils mouth, keeping a watch on the agents to make sure they dont make a sudden attempt to go back on their words.
Which means he gets the first hand sight of how other people would react to hearing about what Neil’s gone through. And while he’d accepted every word from Neils mouth without a facial reaction, watching how the agents react make him think maybe he shouldve.
(The whispered thanks from Neil afterwards about Andrew not looking at him differently changes his mind)
The only part that really makes him freeze is when Neil begins the talk of his mothers death. Andrews all too familiar with dead mothers in cars, but hearing about the gun wound, the vinyl seats sticking to a half burnt away body, the bone burial along the beach. Neil stutters only once during his recounts, where he slips and mentions the smell.
He compares it to the scent of cigarettes, used Andrew’s one marlboro reds as a reference and suddenly all those rooftop rendezvous together makes more sense.
Neils half smoked cigarettes, never stubbed out but left to continue burning on the concrete next to them while they sit and talk. The way he only does stub them out when talking about his parents, or when Andrew mentions something about his own mom, or when Andrew says anything about the earlier days with Aaron.
Neil stops talking for a moment after that. Lost in thought.
And as always, Andrew follows him half a step behind.
Neils adamant claims during their zombie apocalypse walks with Renee around the track that he would always burn their friends bodies to make sure they dont come back from the dead.
The way he always leaves the room when they watch the newest episode of that stupid viking show that Aaron and Kevin like to watch and theres a burning boat funeral.
The way he-
And then Neil starts talking to the fbi agents again and Andrew is forced to tune back in and tuck away those thoughts till later.
He tells them about what happened in Baltimore.
The torture from Lola. The dashboard lighter pressing seared wounds into his skin. Over the tattoo, scattered across his arms, the faint marks from where she tried to burn holes through his jeans to get to his thighs. Saved only half as well as they were by the fact he’d worn a pair of the carhartt work pants Andrew had bought for him and not a pair of the threadbare thrift store jeans he usually wore.
Andrew makes the mental note to stop using his own dashboard lighter to light the cigarettes he smokes in the car. And to swap cigarette brands. And to stop smoking in the car.
And then its about the trunk of the car, the way Lola had held onto him and the comments she made in the car, the basement, the offhanded mention about how Nathan was barefoot when he walked down the stairs.
The little details that only someone who’s truly grasping for any recollection in a traumatic moment would retain. The way even when Nathan was walking down to tear Neil limb from limb, Neil still couldnt bring himself to look at his fathers face. The face that Neil shares. The face Neil still avoids looking at when he walks past the mirror in the hall in Columbia.
And he thinks about the way Neil shied away from Wymack in the beginning, the way he now searches for Wymacks face whenever they get separated from their coach at away games.
The gun shots during the Hatford raid, the way even though Neil was bruised and battered he still found himself with a smile on his face when he saw Lola’s body get blasted apart by silenced guns.
The way he knew even if they got a proper funeral no one down there would get to have an open casket. The evidence in their bullet shattered bones that their bodies would never rest peacefully. That people in a thousand years would know from the unmarked graves and their remains that they deserved whatever ended them.
And then he claims it goes dark, he says it with the same way Neil lies about everything else, with his body forced relaxed to not twitch and give himself away, but he breathes a little heavier when he calmly tries to describe the way he came to and found himself being helped by the emergency services, feigning he doesnt know what theyre actually called, playing into the runaway kid sent on the road too young and not knowing completely how the world works still.
Andrew wishes he didnt know Neil well enough to know its only half real. Wishes he didnt know Mary probably only taught Neil how to recognize and run from EMT’s, and never actually explained what EMT was meant to stand for.
Andrew knows first hand how hard it is to gain sympathy from government officials, but Neil’s got them eating out of his hand with the way he words his story, their final nail in the coffin to take down the Wesninski trails in Baltimore and beyond.
Neil knows they need him and he knows how to play them to believe whatever story he deems they’re worthwhile to hear.
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eddypaintings · 2 years
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Axe gif
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