god dude i.. i just ,,, i want postal 2 dude so bad. i just KNOW he stinks good. i love him chrome dome but i would Also buy him rogaine if he wanted it... i want him so much its unreal i would do ANYTHING for a crumb of attention from him. fucking fuck goddamn its so real i Need him
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i still can’t get over the lack of Merlin mourning Lancelot’s death(s) that we got to see. i want TEARS i want an uncontrollable MAGICAL OUTBURST i want CHOKING SOBS i want him to RESENT Arthur for it i want him to sit silently with GWEN i want GWAINE to comfort him. i wanted it ALL and you know what Lancelot DESERVED it all.
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My boys of bad kids designs!!!
full lineup + more stuff under the cut
Here they are all together!!
now that I’ve done all of ‘em it’d be awesome if y’all submitted asks of any scenarios you’d like me to draw them in!! (moments from the campaign, headcanons, anything you’d like to see!!) also I am I YouTube viewer so nothing past what’s been released so far please lol
no guarantee I’ll get around to all of them btw!!!
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do you have any favorite writers/authors?
if youre talking abt twice writers, yes i do!!
sawah, sorrymom, cryingforhyo, trashfortwice, judjira on ao3 🫶 please check them out!!!
as for tumblr, i think youd be familiar w all my favs! @tokie01 , @seoltzuki , @melpomene-writes , @ghostykapi , @darlinggtwice , @jihyocentric (more nsfw)
i love them all v much 🫶🫶
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getting upset when people mischaracterize my ocs (I literally have not told anyone the story and refuse to share too many details)
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HIIIII i just remembered that i also wanted to thank you for giving us GOJO WITH CATS AAAAAAAAAAAA we definitely need more of that i can just see it in my head him sitting on the couch with a purring kitty on his lap:(((((( he'd be sooo gentle waaaa so fcking cute
- @softgirlgonehaywire
mickey!!! hi!!!!! ur so sweet for taking the time to say this pshfjsj 🥺🥺🥺 tysm…!!!!
SO REAL OF U ty for supporting the catoru agenda <33 it just makes sense to me….. hes such a cat dad. he would send u pics of them all the time !!!! and if they sat on his lap he’d just stay still bc he doesnt wanna move em ☹️☹️ cutiepie …
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what kind of aminals did you see at the zoo
first we saw some swans, then otters. we saw the polar bear (im currently chilling alone in the polar bear building) and then we moved to sea lions, then to penguins. after, we went to see primates, birds, and huge ass porcupine. after that, we could roam wherever we wanted so i just went to the aquarium and saw some fish, corals, starfish, sharks, jellyfish, and eels. then i went to go see the elephants but once i got 3/4ths of the way i realized i had to take the sky carts to see them and i had no money, so i just walked back. zoo wifi is shit rn so i can't post any pictures but i'll try later 😭
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❛ i’m sorry, but i’m just thinking of the right words to say. ❜ // @Kazuma but... Masked Apprentice Kazuma?? 👀👀👀👀
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((hoooOOOWEE ARE YOU READY TO CRY?? 8'D I SURE HOPE SO, HERE WE GOOO))
The right words?
He may have laughed at the statement if he remembered how. If it weren't so cruel in its irony. For the words this man spoke didn't matter when the mere sound of his voice shook the Apprentice to his core.
Every time, without fail. After months of wandering the foggy London streets like a wraith plucked from a ghost story, the feeling of being utterly lost was never as powerful—or as weak—as in this man's presence.
He made the emptiness inside of him better, yet simultaneously worse. As the Apprentice watched him struggle to speak, he didn't recognize the churning depths of his eyes or the thoughtful crease to his brow—and that unfamiliarity ached unlike anything else. Earth-shattering, even though he couldn't understand it. Powerful enough to change everything if only he could remember.
And he wanted to, with a desperation he didn't know himself capable of feeling before their fateful meeting in the Prosecutor's Office only yesterday. But he couldn't. He'd tried. And the same thought crushed down upon his shoulders now as it did then:
What right did he have to something—to someone—he did not know?
He shouldn't be here.
He'd never intended to face him to begin with. With the halls of the Old Bailey dim and abandoned for the night, the Apprentice had been about to leave, too: prepared to spend another night searching for anything that might trigger his memories, if the other man hadn't found him first.
Wasn't this exactly what he'd wanted? No—not this. It was too much. Too painful.
The Apprentice took a step back. Then another. Each one soundless yet stilted as he battled against himself: trapped between a visceral urge to flee, to leave this man behind—and an equally powerful conviction that he couldn't. Not again.
—again?
He didn't...They didn't... Did they?
It was too much...!
In the end the Apprentice moved no further. He merely watched, dark eyes unreadable in the shadows of his mask and cloak. Silently weathering the tempest of nonsensical emotion surging through his rib cage. Waiting for something he didn't understand.
Or, perhaps, simply waiting for the right words.
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