#arty-soos

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my favorite teen parent actually

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keyleth of the air ashari: member of vox machina, voice of the tempest, and tal’dorei’s best wingwoman apparently

a silly lil modern vm au :) (reference pic under the cut btw)

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my brother's keeper

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I love your art of Dante holding back a young, pissed off Nero, its so cute! ❤️ Do you think Sparda or Eva ever had to do the same with the twins?

without a shadow of a doubt, those two were MENACES

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timestuck au warm ups

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normal sibling behavior

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“WHO IS IT?” Ford demands, “HAVE YOU COME TO STEAL MY EYES?”

“...Well, I can always–!”

THUNK.

There’s an impact. A heavy blow like a metal bat to the chest rockets through Stan’s body, knocking him back and snatching the air from his lungs in one go.

Stan’s foot catches on ice-slick steps. A sharp yelp tears from his throat. He’s sent pinwheeling gracelessly off the porch, and all at once, his skull cracks against frozen ground with a force that rattles his teeth as something gives way with a sharp snap! Bright, blinding stars explode like supernovas behind his eyes. Something pointed digs into his back. It adds to the fresh onslaught of pain, pain, ow, FUCK, PAIN. Blood, wet and warm and pungent, starts to seep into his shirt and jacket, congealing just as quick as it meets the open winter air.

Through the incessant ringing in his ears, he hears something clatter in the distance, and then a panicked burst of noise that sounds like, “O-oh mygod, STANLEY, I’msosorry!”

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saw this pic of gerard way from lltbp tampa when ciphord grabbed me by the neck and fucking refused to let go until i drew him