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shesnake · 2 months
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full offence but I do NOT watch movies so I can "turn my brain off" I take this shit so seriously
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artkaninchenbau · 1 month
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A h-heartfelt reunion..?
Bonus
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luzity · 1 year
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first vs last appearances
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incredubious · 7 months
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comic I did last year that I thought was too self indulgent to post ever anywhere but .... here we r...
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keferon · 2 months
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Pow you messed with the Wreckers. Or something haha
Listen I don’t have a type. BUT SOMEHOW every time I find and add a character to my favorites, he turns out to be a wrecker. My best theory - I have a built-in wrecker radar~
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puppetmaster13u · 26 days
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Prompt 271
“Grandmother is visiting,” Damian suddenly said with no warning and with his usual not-quite demanding tone. 
“Who?” Tim wasn’t the only one to startle, seeing as Bruce had practically froze, a downturn to his lips in a silent show of confusion. 
Damian scowled. “Are you deaf Drake? Grandmother is coming to Gotham to, quote, make sure I am being properly cared for.” None of them had known that Ras was with anyone actually. At least Tim was pretty sure that would have been in the files. 
“Oh?” Dick didn’t quite crouch to Damian’s height but it was a near thing. “She-” “He,” Damian corrected, interrupting him. They all exchanged a glance before Dick continued. 
“Is he coming to the Manor or…” 
Damian scoffed again, a tiny bit of a flush against his face. “No, Grandmother will most likely be staying with Akhi-”
Now wait one moment-
“YOU HAVE ANOTHER BROTHER?!” 
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beanghostprincess · 8 months
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not romantic. not platonic. but a secret third more passionate thing (a captain and his first mate)
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kyurochurro · 3 months
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troubles that come with tribbles...
(aka a good excuse to draw one of my fav episodes and fav crew members while coming back from a heavy week at uni ;D)
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crybaby-bkg · 4 months
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I think Deku has a bit of a mean streak, actually. he’s no Bakugou—that’s for sure—but he’s not this innocent, sweet angel baby that the media has painted him out to be. but you only catch it when you least expect it, when you’re pushing his nerves, when the stakes to everything around him are high, when he’s tired of endless sleepless nights and just—snaps.
“Oh?” you go, grin unfurling like some grinch, chin resting on your hands as you leer at him from across his expansive desk. “You’re mean.” your words are teasing, a snarl that curls your mouth up. Deku stutters, eyes going wide, jaw snapping shut in surprise as he tries to think back on how rude he just sounded.
“No, I’m not—I mean, you wouldn’t stop and I just—there’s a lot on my plate right now—and you just—you keep on—I’m not—I’m not mean.” He’s sputtering, hands all over the place, the glasses perched on the bridge of his nose falling even lower with how he jabbers on and on. it’s endearing really, to see how he tries to upkeep his image of being so kind and understanding, even though his nostrils just flared at you. and his eyebrows turned down and he gritted at you, his hands were balled into fists, his words were so nasty, so ugly, so unbecoming for Deku.
you liked it. loved it even—vowed to get him like this every single fucking second that you could.
you pick and poke at him whenever you see him, teasing him and pulling at him. pushing him around even though the hero is so much stronger than you, so much bigger. and he lets you, tries to defend himself but—that’s not what you want. you want the ugliness, the snark, the mean.
he snaps, eventually, when you least expect it. grabs you up in black whip when you go to push him against the wall for the third time in only a minute, his eyes suddenly dark, the aura of the room suddenly charged.
“That’s what I was looking for.” you whisper to him, the grin spreading your face quickly dissipating in only seconds when you become the prey. when you become the one pushed up against the wall with teeth at your neck, a hand in your underwear, bullying your hole with too thick fingers.
“Why do you want me to act like this? Be so mean to you, huh?” he sounds so frustrated with himself, with you, growling and nipping and licking when you don’t answer quick enough. but your breath is caught in your lungs because finally—finally, did you get what you wanted. it just took a little bit of pushing, you suppose.
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sellieaa · 3 months
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unworthy sinner
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tacc0yak1 · 2 months
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Oh Silver…..aspiring make-up artist but u sparked smthn for ur dad :’}
Got the idea from the lovely @llondonfog 😭🙏
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suntails · 2 months
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reality
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laidenbreecatchall · 9 days
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I thought maybe I should draw the main character of the show I’m obsessed with you know?
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khytal · 11 months
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it’s a terrible affliction, isn’t it? the guilt I can’t absolve you of, however much I wish I could
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-the inspiration for this piece was the concept of guilt as poison, represented as the cigarette (physical) and the gun (mental)
-the cigarette is pretty self-explanatory as a poison. I see it as a form of punishment he inflicts on himself--it's killing him but he pushes onward anyway
(-even if the regenerative drug's effects extend to healing damage caused by chemicals, there's still weight to the act of willingly putting poison into his system. either way it's not enough self-sabotage to stop wolfwood from fighting for the orphanage, but it's enough to make him feel something)
-the gun is, of course, about his role as an assassin: how he justifies the act of killing, and how he deems it necessary, but laments what he's become at times
-vash understands very well that wolfwood carries his own heavy burden in silence, but still wants to ease the pain
-so here he's asking wolfwood to leave it to him, to allow himself some reprieve, by taking the cigarette and gently lowering the gun
-vash's plant powers are supposed to represent a "blessed antidote" to suppress the "cursed poison", which is why it has glowing blue-green (associated with healing) lines in contrast to the purple smoke (associated with poison)
-in other words: "if I fight in your stead will that lessen your suffering?" (no lol)
-these colors are also the highlights on their respective earrings
-consider the caption to be the last part of the piece: where vash admits his attempt at helping wolfwood isn't a permanent solution, but it doesn't stop him from trying anyway
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sugajimin · 1 year
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agust d is so insanely hot
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vamp-bites · 4 months
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Conversations had while waiting for a sandsteamer.
Made for day 1 of @acetrigunweek “self-discovery/what makes us human” :)
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