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[paradoxicalloopy]

Traditional art is not my medium most of the time

[tylers-tackboard]

So I came across this ref the other day and I was like omg I gotta make a fusion of some creatures

Sooo I made a fusion of all my neurotypes :3

Presentinggg~ the "help" creature:

Here's their ref ⬆️

They're having a spiral :(

(chibi version on bottom right)

@bfdist3r ; @squari5x6 ; @shaethecrow ; @iobsesswaytoomuch1

@lucifersdog-luci ; @ravio-the-cheese-wizard ; @korri-the-glowstick ; @unevenevan ; @call-me-chips ; @thetheloony ; @onnyadoodle26

[your-guy-caleb244]

He knocked on Caleb’s door to his lab.

Hey, Caleb? Can we talk?

He waits a second before opening the door. He looks at his lover’s desk, his face immediately shifting into a shocked expression.

Tears immediately started rolling down his face as he stared at Caleb’s body.

no… no no no no no… t-this didn’t happen… oh god…

He was shaking as he quickly walked over to Caleb, not getting too close due to the circumstances.

- @ellernate-rblx [youre so evil dude../silly]

- As expected, there was no answer. Caleb made a small twitch occasionally from the electricity still running through his body. At the very least, he hadn't felt pain. The electricity he used on this project he made for iTrapped was especifically strong so it would also create heat, which meant he died swiftly.

The whole lab looked like a mess, a distant echo of what it once was. Caleb's usual self would've been horrified at the sight since he kept everything clean and organized.

He rested on the floor, laying on his side. His eyes were still open. Vibrant cyan, yet so lifeless. The papers and plans of his future projects were laid out on the table, next to his laptop.

[t-nairex]

can I just say that I am in constant fear for my fave characters in everything Helluva Verse

[twinkle-toph]

wip wednesday?

It's still WIP Wednesday, right? Technically not a WIP anymore. She's in the editing stage. But I'm a rule-breaker

This is from my upcoming fic, Text Me When You Land

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For his own sanity, Sokka flipped the phone over and dug further into his food with a frown on his face at being caught. “I know.”

“Just call her,” Katara suggested. “If she doesn’t pick up, then you wait for her to call back. You’re so concerned, just check in.”

“I texted her.”

“Which isn’t the same as calling,” she retorted. Then, she shifted to pull her crossbody bag onto the island and fished out her phone, tapping and swiping before putting it on the surface. He didn’t realize what she was doing until the phone started ringing, indicating an outgoing call.

Sokka sighed. “If she’s sleeping—”

“Hey, Sugar Queen,” Toph replied, her voice clear over the speakers. “To what do I owe this dismay?”

Katara looked over at Sokka smugly. “Oh, just wanted to see how you got in. Sokka mentioned an Ambien?”

“Trips, sleep, and I aren’t the best of friends, and I was traveling at in the very early morning, so drugs seemed fitting,” Toph said. “Speaking of your brother, I’m sure he can hear me: No, Meathead, I’m not avoiding your booty call. I just hadn’t gotten a chance to reply, and when I was going to, your sister bit the bullet. Obviously, she took priority.”

“See that? I take priority.”

“Only because my text-to-speech was bitching at me to pick up the phone.”

Katara scowled. “The point still stands.” Then, she mouthed at Sokka, Booty call?

“I wasn’t booty calling you, okay—”

“Sure,” Toph started nonchalantly, “that’s what you say now, but it’s different behind closed doors, now isn’t it?”

Despite the teasing tone in her voice, Sokka was ready to fling himself off this stool and out the window. Not the type of chat he wanted to be having in front of his nosy meddler of a sister, who was clearly enjoying every minute of this.

Pointedly, he said, “No, Toph. No, it’s not.”

Her laugh filled the room. “Fine, but to answer your question, yes, I’m up; to answer your unasked question, yes, I’m fine. Anything else?”

[leshermes]

The juice has yet to turn me into a zuchini :/

[disoriented-sunshine]

Smalletho dancin'

[tarrybirdy]

So I had a dream where Prism and Flambae were in a Christmas themed music video

The main gimmick was that they were so damn HOT that they snow melted around them when near them

When Flambae held a snowman ✨homoerotic style✨, he left an imprint of his abs on the lucky bastard