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nevermindigotthis · 4 months
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A silly little comic I came up with after some Mary fangirling on the Pembroke Hospital Discord 😁 Mary is just very pretty
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catprinx · 4 months
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highschool to college
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killjo-q · 2 months
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Random OC drawings because brain cannot focus today but I wanted to draw something
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cuppanova · 5 months
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character sketches pt 2!
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bluetorchsky · 18 days
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Happy (Belated) Birthday to Andy, the beloved Postman!
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I had finished this yesterday for his birthday, but I like adding stories to my art, so here it is now with the story! (under the read more!)
Andy Vinke and Squeaks the Duck belong to @yunaisky
"Here you go, kid. Your...pet, safe and sound."
Squeaks honked angrily, ruffling their feathers as the gruff Toppat passed them to Andy, who carefully cradled them in their arms while juggling the clipboard he held.
"Thank you, sir. I apologize again, I swear she was at home with my cat." Andy said, a blush of embarrassment on his cheeks. He coughed in his hand before handing the clipboard to the taller Toppat. "Please sign here and I'll be out of your hair in just a bit."
The Toppat snatched the clipboard from his gloved hand and signed it, mumbling under his breath. As he did, a female Toppat came out of the shop and spotted the postman.
"Oh, you are the postman, hm?" She asked him in a thick Danish accent. She motioned for him to come closer. "Wait here, there is something for you."
Andy raised an eyebrow as the clipboard was shoved back into his hands, making poor Squeaks honk repeatedly in annoyance at the sudden action. The postman did his best to soothe his feathery friend when he was presented with two objects from the female Toppats.
"Ta-da! A couple of packages for the postman himself!" She helped Andy rearrange the items he had, letting Squeaks stand on his shoulder, while she pressed the two boxes into his hands.
Andy looked down at the packages, carefully gauging their weight and making mental guesses on what could be inside them. "For me?" He said softly, bringing one of the boxes up to shake it a little. "I wasn't expecting anything from the Toppats...well, there is one I can think of but–"
The female Toppat giggled and patted his other shoulder. "No, it's not from your little flower man. You should learn to do your work and read the name on there, silly!"
The grey-haired postman blinked in confusion until he heard a jingle playing over the intercom in the underground black market. Looking at the time, he gasped and tipped his hat to the Toppat. "S–Sorry, I have to go! But I'll check it out soon!" He shouted as he turned and ran to the train station, hoping the last train would still be there when he got there.
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He sighed and sat down in an empty spot in the train car. "That was close." He murmured to himself as he set Squeaks on the plush seat next to him. He took his mailbag off and placed it on his other side, before looking at the two packages he received from the female Toppat earlier. Now that he wasn't running to catch train to leave the underground market, lest he be stuck there for the night surrounded by criminals, he had a chance to breathe and inspect the boxes.
Both were cardboard boxes, almost as long as his mailbag and big like Squeaks in size. They were securely taped but had no return address. All it had was his name and the names of who the packages were from. Well, they weren't really names, but they were actually initials that Andy recognized from the sea of signatures and names he kept filed away in his brain.
"From Mr. Accordion and Mr. Violin?" He questioned out loud to himself. "What could they have gotten for me?"
Squeaks took the opportunity to honk at her master, nudging his left hand towards the box he held. He chuckled and smoothed down her feathers, making her quack softly and bury her head into her wings to rest. "Alright, I'll at least open one of them."
Andy pulled out his cutter tool from his bag. Double checking his gun was still in the bag (with the safety on), he turned his attention back to one of the boxes. He carefully sliced through the packing tape, being mindful of the jostling of the train car. The train made its way out of the underground tunnel and back out into the outside world, passing through green fields on one side and the deep dark ocean on the other.
After a minute, Andy carefully pulled apart the flaps of the box and peered inside, gasping at what he saw. Inside was a penguin plush, dressed up in a version of Andy's postman uniform, covered in a plastic wrap and additional white foam pieces to keep it secure. He carefully pulled the plushie out of the box, tore off the plastic wrap and set back into the box before closing it tightly and setting it aside. He stared at the plushie, admiring every detail of it, until he noticed a birthday card stuck to its back with a white bow.
He pulled the bow off, kept it in his pocket, and opened the card with his left hand while he held the penguin plush close to him with his right. Inside the card was a message that read:
"Happy Birthday Andy! We hope you're not working too hard. We wanted to thank you again for delivering our packages to us in the past, as well as the new ones you delivered to the space station recently. The twins are enjoying their new toys, and we have you to thank for that. Fredrick did slip that your birthday was soon, so we wanted to give you something for all the hard work that you've done, and to show our appreciation for everything you do. We're sure he has something for you already, but we'll let him be the one to deliver that to you.
We hope you enjoy the plush and the sugar cookies we made for you. Have a great time, Andy, and please take care and stay safe!
From, The ArcCoil Family (Accordion, Violin, Aurelia, Florence)"
Andy reread the card again and smiled at the squiggly doodles that were no doubt drawn by the twins. He leaned back in his seat with a soft sigh. "I almost forgot about my birthday." He said softly as he flipped the card over to look at the front that had a yellow decorated cake on the front. "I got caught up in both my jobs again, I didn't notice. Guess that's why the boss gave me an extra slice of cake at the cafe today."
Looking up at the time that flashed on a screen above him, Andy pocketed the card into his mailbag and pulled Squeaks and the other package, which had the duck-shaped sugar cookies inside, closer to him. He would worry about Fredrick later, but now the day's work was catching up to him and it would be another forty minutes until his station arrived. With a yawn, he looked down at the penguin plush and brushed his thumb against the soft polyester. "Thank you." He whispered to the plush and closed his eyes to rest until the train conductor would announce his destination.
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(For some context, in my AU there is an underground black market owned and operated by the Toppats called The Ivory Market. Big Boss Joe of the City Division keeps an eye on it (and where one of his offices are set up), and lets other criminals into the market area but only those who are approved by the clan and Reginald. People like Andy are allowed in since he has to deliver mail that can't be delivered by the Transportation Division. He is protected inside the City Division, but he still has to leave at a certain time and watch his back just in case a non-toppat criminal tries to get him.)
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fiercynn · 10 months
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high school patpran who goad each other into an argument about who's a better kisser but instead of testing it out on each other, pat claims they need an "objective" third-party arbiter
pran is hurt that pat doesn't want to kiss him and annoyed at himself for being hurt and tries to hide it (meanwhile pat genuinely thinks this is a competition and that it has to be "fair"), so he shoots back "well i don't like girls, so kissing the same girl isn't a good data point"
pat is briefly surprised but then shrugs and says "fine, we'll find a guy to both kiss then" and then pran is surprised but isn't able to think of any other excuses. so they find a guy who is willing to be their guinea pig and they both take turns kissing him
teenage pat's kissing style is a little sloppy, but in a good way; he likes to kiss with his whole body, and the dude's hair is all messed up when he's done. (pran is obviously trying his hardest to both watch and not watch while they make out and it is doing DANGEROUS things to him)
when it's pran's turn, his style is different: slow, controlled, like he wants to take his time with it. the guy shivers a little and leans into it. (pat has...some feelings about watching pran kiss someone. bad feelings? his stomach kind of hurts. it's probably just nerves, worrying that pran will beat him. even though he doesn't usually feel nervous like this, usually competing with pran amps him up)
the dude, who has been to school with both of them for years and absolutely knows what's good for him, says what he's been planning to say the whole time: "you're both so good, it's a tie!" and flees with the candy they promised him for refereeing
and they are left staring at each other, both realizing they should have expected that outcome. pran rolls his eyes at pat. pat smirks and says, "well, i guess we're the only ones who can decide this, huh?"
and then they make out and fall in love and compete with each other for the rest of their lives the end.
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quickhacked · 4 months
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I DON'T NEED REDEMPTION // NO, DON'T SAVE ME
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biografter · 21 days
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some fellas
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sunnydayaoe · 23 days
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misc. doodles of freaks.. wahoo !!
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hell-dusk · 24 days
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just some friends in a bad situation
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blusandbirds · 1 month
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big red and little red (is there somebody who can love you?)
dioscuri (dante émile) // the moment of truth (cobra kai) // i'll give you the sun (jandy nelson) // the borders (sam fender) // הבל | hevel (nathaniel orion gk) // all in (cobra kai) // two birds (regina spektor) // little weirds (jenny slate) // all in (cobra kai) // cain (josé saramago) // all in (cobra kai) // the world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire (ritika jyala) // cobra kai creators on that major big red and little red reveal (kristen baldwin) // pulpo (cobra kai) // editor's pages: the long and short of it (richard siken) // the right path (cobra kai) // the borders (sam fender) // let's begin (cobra kai) // cobra kai season 4 deleted scenes // after abel (dante émile) // the secret of siblings (erica e goode) // head of the snake (cobra kai) // the world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire (ritika jyala) // head of the snake (cobra kai) // is there somebody who can watch you (the 1975) // the monster you created (arcane) // head of the snake (cobra kai) // is there somebody who can watch you (the 1975)
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fecto-forgo · 1 month
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btw heres two ocs i never showed yall n never will show again <3
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cozcat · 9 months
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vinegar on her tongue
(Wheel of Time, 1207 words, spoilers to The Fires of Heaven)
Of course you haven’t seen madness, you’re little more than a girl. There is a Red in Salidar.
read on ao3
(thank you to @fuel-prices for the brain worms!)
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hiemaldesirae · 4 months
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old art dump 2 (i ramble in tags)
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corruptimles · 1 year
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There’s something about blue hour in the winter, with orange streetlamps
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"where did my big strong gladiator go?"
"He died in the ashes of our homeworld."
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