Feb 23, 2025
Ultrakill art dump because I keep hoarding things that I can't post separately :P
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Ultrakill art dump because I keep hoarding things that I can't post separately :P
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"Ah my son knows Ladybug! Time to show him his dead mother in our basement!!"
"My nephew knows about his dead aunt in our basement, time to threaten him!"
"My son might be in danger so Ill put him in a blank white room with nothing but his thoughts while I send out nightmare akumas to everyone (including my son) and then work with his ex's mom to terrorize paris!"
"Ladybug please :( I miss my wife :( thats why i terrorized kids and all of Paris..New York and Shanghai :( thats why I've been neglecting my son since forever :( dont tell him please, I love him :( .."
..This is the Gabriel that Marinette let make the wish, this is the Gabriel Marinettes saying saved all of Paris because..knowing the truth will upset Adrien. Mhm
NAUTICAL SPOTS
Ok
Why do I feel like this screams MonCassian angst
They chose the future they wanted for everyone else and accepted there might not be one for themselves
Brazilian GP 📷 ScuderiaFerrari
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a stalag truth serum clegan fic, explicit, 8.9k words
chapter 2
“If you ask me another goddamn question, John, so help me god—” remembers there are men outside the door, lowers his voice “stop. Stop asking, christ, just—gag me with something.” The fear has gone wobbly at the edges, unclear. “I’m not—” “A rag, a shirt, anything, I don’t care, Bucky, just grab something—” “I’m not shoving anything in your goddamn mouth.”
Yeah think about it. [🤠]
"speaking of playing with size, megan keller-"