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applesoda6505 · 2 months
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My artwork of tpot 9 :3 (I usually post on Instagram, so you can view more of my artworks there)
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furyfromabsolution · 11 months
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good afternoon
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saraholegario30 · 7 months
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Doodle sketches..
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wyrm-likes-objects · 2 years
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reblog if you support Teardrop and Bell commiting violences
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oscconfessions · 2 months
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FUN BFB FACT: Four is called Four because they have FOUR times more autism then humanly possible
fun BFB fact: taco is objectively the best character
fun BFB fact: the twinkle only existed for the express purpose of giving Bell the lesbian scene
fun BFB fact: teardrop and nonexisty have the same voice actor!
fun BFB fact: Four has never played Bloons TD 6, Ice Cube is involved with the Colombian drug trade, Lollipop hit the second tower and Leafy doesn’t wash her ass. JUST KIDDING! two of these are lies! Four is obviously a gamer and leafy seems to care abt her hygiene
fun BFB fact: nobody is straight
fun BFB fact: BFB is mid because there hasn’t been an epic gamer comic about Doggie Doo Board Game that involves BFB yet
(Other asks from anon)
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samthecookielord · 2 years
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Tpot 2 doodles i drew on the car
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crackships-osc · 1 month
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Here are my crackships with eliminated characters from TPOT
Sloudaw (Saw x Cloudy)
Renailote (Naily x Remote)
Freggy (Eggy x Fries)
Clightning (Clock x Lightning)
Rakey (Cake x Rocky)
Puffoiny (Puffball x Coiny)
Nickdrop (Teardrop x Nickel (yeah TD was eliminated in TPOT 9 but her team lost in TPOT 9 along with Just Not so it counts to me)
Bellmby (Bell x Bomby (I think they might be the next ones out in TPOT 11)
woah
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vgl-official · 1 year
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Aftershow ✨
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joyxsadness · 6 months
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Tinker bell Sadness
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thicc-astronaut · 1 year
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So maybe it’s because I’m watching this for the first time at 4 AM on a very sleep-deprived brain and I’m seeing things that aren’t there
But man all these characters are like. Sexier this episode. I don’t know why they’re all just much more attractive for some reason.
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ilragazzocolnumero27 · 5 months
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Niente mi rende più triste della mia testa
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janadog · 8 months
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More tpot and ii characters as cats/dogs!
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saraholegario30 · 9 months
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BFB/TPOT Characters in chibi style.
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nailtagyuri · 2 years
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Episode?
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moralesmilesanhour · 11 months
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My second time writing a request foe someone rlly nervous lol
Can you do a
reader x earth 42 miles
Where reader wants to buy things for themselves but miles keeps buying stuff for them like anything we look at or love next thing Yk he’s buying it?
I rlly hope you can understand this bc im not sure if it made sense 💀
-sincerely sorry miller
Oh don't be nervous I understand perfectly fine!! (Under the cut as usual)
"See you, Carol!" You wiped the sweat forming around your hairline as you untied your apron with haste. You had taken extra shifts at the diner this week for extra spending money, and it had you counting down the days until Friday.
Slinging your bag over your shoulder, the bell jingled as you pushed open the glass door with a grunt.
Right next door to the run-down diner was a small clothing shop, one of the few that managed to stay open. You had made it a habit to check the window for the mannequin that had your jeans on: A flaired, denim number that was optimal for weekend block parties.
"Come Friday, you're mine, baby." You say to yourself with a hand on the plexiglass display.
"I thought I was already yours," a familiar voice nearly made you jump out of your skin.
Miles' footsteps could almost never be heard, you swore he was a ninja in his spare time.
"Don't fuckin scare me like that!" You whined, smacking his shoulder as an amused grin spread across his lips.
He ignored your outburst and pointed towards the mannequin. "You want that?"
You gave him a warning look. "I'm gonna go shopping this weekend. When I get paid."
"You didn't answer the question."
"No comment," you said, spinning on your heel to walk away with Miles' gentle laughter following behind you.
When you don't stop, he jogs after you and traps you in a bear hug.
"Fuck off, Miles!" You laughed, fake struggling to escape.
"Alright, tell me what I did."
"Nothing!"
He let you go and opted to walk next to you, his long legs making it easy to keep up with you.
"Okay look, whatever you're mad at me for, I got a surprise waiting for you," Miles poked his head in front of you as you both walked, twin braids dangling over his shoulder. "Come over?"
You sighed, "Fine."
He gently took your hand and started tugging you along, presumably in the direction of his mom's apartment. "Thank you."
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Miles' brow furrowed as he fumbled with his keys a bit before quietly unlocking the door. He turned to you and placed his index finger over his lips, and you nodded in understanding.
The familiar smell of yellow rice and scented candles engulfed the both of you when you entered the empty apartment. Rio was at work, and Uncle Aaron was likely napping in the living room, as it was only the late afternoon.
"So, where's the surprise?" You whispered.
"My room. Been up there for about a week."
You rushed up the stairs as quietly as your feet could carry you to catch up to your boyfriend, who was already halfway there and glancing down at you with an impish grin. You roll your eyes playfully. Typical.
"Lemme take that," Miles stuck his hand out for your work bag as he removed his sneakers.
Deeply inhaling the cool air of his room, you let him take it off your shoulders. You were sure that thing was starting to leave a mark from carrying it on the same side every day.
Miles sat on his bed for a moment to rummage through his black knapsack, and produced a small, pink plastic bag no bigger than the hand that held it. This confirmed one of your suspicions, and you gave him a tired smile as he stood to place it gently in your palm. He was a funny sight, hands clasped together in anticipation like a parent at Christmas.
Inside the bag was a little white box, which held a small necklace cushioned in the middle. You recognized the teardrop pendant from the mall. You had practically dragged Miles along, looking bored and scrolling through his phone the entire time. Or so you thought.
Now, he looked about ready to run a marathon from here to Manhattan as you removed the delicate necklace, the silver chain catching the little light that Miles allowed into his room in shiny strips.
"Thank you baby, I love it," you bit your bottom lip, "It's just that-"
"I could put it on you?"
You sighed, and held out the necklace. "Of course."
He damn near snatched the piece of jewelry from you to unclasp it, rushing to get behind you.
"Miles, if you break it-"
"I won't, relax!"
The cool metal settled on your skin as he gently draped it around your neck, and fastened the clasp.
"How does it look?"
Miles moved your braids back and planted a kiss on your cheek. "Pretty."
"I know you know more words than that, sir," you teased, "try again."
"Alright, breathtaking. Stunning. Effervescent."
"Now you're trying too hard."
"I'm about to take this necklace back," he muttered, earning a short outburst of laughter from you.
When the laughter subsided, you turned to face him. He let your braids slide across his hands before they fell back at your shoulders.
"Miles, I need you to do something for me."
Worry settled over the boy's soft features. "Such as...?"
"Don't buy me them jeans," you said, arms crossed but still smiling.
His brows shot up. "Why, you don't like 'em anymore?"
"I do," you draped your arms around his neck, "which is why I've been saving up to get them myself."
You watched Miles' eyes dart back and forth in thought before settling back on you. He was silent, imploring you to explain further.
"If I wanted everything gifted to me, I wouldn't have gotten a job."
Miles nods, and something seems to slot into place for him.
"So no more surprise gifts?" He says, pouting exaggeratedly.
"For at least another two weeks."
Miles winced, taking a nervous glance at his knapsack, "Damn."
Following his line of sight, you noticed the white plastic bag poking out from it.
Your jaw drops, and you give him another good smack on the shoulder.
"You bought it, didn't you?"
He smiles tightly. "Hypo...thetically?"
"Miles!"
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A/N: idk why the hell that took me so long to write but it was fun! Happy reading!
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