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my thoughts about how Stanley got into the In-Between in the HWINEBHABWNAJCAHOWEEATOWEUB au :3 bc he's my son and i am in terrible terrible pain. i just got a little silly and neeeeeded to get this out of my brain

@a-scary-lack-of-common-sense i'm lowkey (highkey) sure you didn't want 2 be pinged but here is my offering (ricky, when i catch you ricky. when i catch you ricky. ricky when i catch you ricky. ricky when i catch you ricky--)

uhh word count is ~600, just a little baby drabble

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Shadows. Gold and red, triangles and hands and overwhelming fear.

Stanley.

Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, the cause for Ford’s own terror, he was with the gold and not the scarlet, but he was not supposed to be there, so close to the screaming dangerdangerdangerdangerdanger.

So far from them, he could see his brother's lips moving, moving fast, no doubt speaking whatever he thought may get him out of the situation.

Good, Ford thought bitterly. The demon was his problem and his problem alone, born of his own foolishness.

He’d be damned if Stanley found his way into its maw because of him. He needed to get up, get going, movemovemove before he lost something so dear to him once more. Fidds had been enough to teach him his lesson right and proper.

(Stanford tried to ignore that he’d almost missed the universe’s cue. That he’d almost continued his work towards the likely end of his species.)

No, no– He was almost stilled by the choking darkness, as though he were moving through a sea of molasses to get to his brother. The great beast’s eye did not move, but he could feel its look upon his skin, boring through flesh and sinew and bone into the very depths of his skull. His struggles had drawn its attention.

Yet still, it did not look as starved as it did trapped.

And its newest victim was its only likely way out.

STANLEY!

His voice, though loud in his ears, rang out exactly nowhere. This damn place, trapping him as a witness. Could he fight it? Could he push against it? Where even was he?? A mindscape? If so, who’s? Stanley’s? Because this was a very depressing mind if so. But it wasn’t his, and he had incredible doubts it was Cipher’s. And that was hinging on the question of if they could enter his or not.

A dream, maybe. He prayed it was a terrible, awful, fever-dream vivid nightmare.

That he was very much consciously thinking about and aware of. He wasn’t one to experience lucid dreams, they’d never come to him as easily as they did–

Right, Stanley. Stanley. How had he forgotten? It was, quite literally, the most important task at hand. He needed to try and do something, fight against the oppressing disgust the place was beginning to cause him and the way it felt as though it was beginning to crawl into his limbs and settle there, weighing him down.

Shit. Keep moving, keep kicking. If he stopped he might not try again to get up and that would leave his twin all on his lonesome.

Red and yellow and white and black black black black black black black black– It was all alarmingly starting to mix together in his swimming head. It was getting to him.

What was getting to him?

Right. Stan. Stan. He had to move. The scarlet was being swallowed up by the grow of the golden glow and that was never a good sign.

Stanley still wasn’t looking at him, he’d hardly moved besides the short, uncomfortable fidgets Ford knew of him (they hadn’t talked in so long. Did he get any back from their childhood, out from under pa’s thumb? Did he lose any? How well did he even still know his brother?) and the occasional glance around when the triangle had moved.

Oh, but now he was hastily backing up. A good idea. Ford was closer, but still not close enough.

Not enough to reach Stanley. Not enough to stop the gilded arm that grabbed at his twin while Ford shrieked.

Up it went, the pyramid breaking its shape to bend backwards and

down

and

down

and

down.

And Stanley was gone.


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8 months ago

Ever just have a bad day....

Me too...


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5 months ago

So sorry I haven't been posting here!! I'm currently setting up an art insta and it's taking a while for me 2 post everything there (Mostly just really bad procrastination)!!! I assure you all I have a lot of new are just sitting there waiting 2 get posted but you all know how that goes lol!! Anyways yah I have a art insta now you guys can follow me @damiandie_ on insta!!! Thank you all 4 being patient with me.

With love ♡


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2 weeks ago
Just Playing Around With Some Colour

just playing around with some colour


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3 weeks ago

Hannigram in Papa's Pancakeria

Hannigram In Papa's Pancakeria

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1 month ago

i re-read “this little girl breaks furniture, this little girl breaks laws” at least twice a month like it’s gospel and it’s slowly destroying my brain (thank you bandydear for your service🫡)


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1 month ago

Every DRDT Character's Favorite Marvel Movie

Every DRDT Character's Favorite Marvel Movie

Imagine if David shouted "IT'S MORBIN TIME!" during a trial lmao


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The ocean is alive.

I realised that when i saw it breathing, i felt horribly bad at the beach today.. yet as i sat there looking at the furious waves, focusing on them with my heart behind my eyes, i saw it breathing.

I saw it rise and fall and retract and expand, i saw the foam i saw it dissolve, i heard it inhale i heard it sigh, all in its own way, each of these i witnessed the ocean do in its own unique way.

There was loud music and gossipy people, yet when i looked into the endless blue i didn’t hear anything else whatsoever,

I don’t think theres really a way to describe it, but the sea is alive, i have no way of proving it, you can only love it enough it opens up to you, too.

The Ocean Is Alive.

🫧🐠🪸🐙🪸🦑🪼🫧🦈🌊🏖️🐚🩴🦀☀️🕶️🧴👒


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4 months ago

Guys, its my birthday today

Yay


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6 years ago
I Realized I Dont Like Pip With His Hood On All The Time Since It Covers His Beautiful, Long Braided

I realized I don’t like Pip with his hood on all the time since it covers his beautiful, long braided locks so I decided if he isn’t wearing the hood he has amber earrings instead! Woo!

Think I Finally Decided On My Linksona (his Name Is Pip!) Outfits. Its Subtle But The Hood And Pants
Think I Finally Decided On My Linksona (his Name Is Pip!) Outfits. Its Subtle But The Hood And Pants

Think I finally decided on my Linksona (his name is Pip!) outfits. It’s subtle but the hood and pants are dyed!

I guess it’s a bit boring as far as outfits in this game can go. I guess I’m just a boring person? Hahaha I’d use the wild set but i can’t stand dem short shorts.

I’m also so sad you can’t dye the royal armor set. If i could just change the gloves and boots a darker color…

Also love Link’s posing, he’s such a dweeb.


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1 year ago

Silver Bloodstains chapter 8 (The Snow Queen)

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary: Emmet finally meets Arezu. Nobori attempts to set healthy boundaries


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1 year ago

can i sit under your desk and chew on the wires? 🥺👉👈


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9 months ago

Every year I read the book The Little Prince, by Antoine de Saint Exupéry, because it is a light read and time passes and so does my view of the book. It's beautiful, it's reflective and it makes me feel things. A lot of things. It's my tradition to read at the beginning of the year and at the end and write down what I feel about it. Every time.

And this time, now as a supposed responsible and hard-working adult, I was reading it and a specific paragraph left me thinking a lot.

"If I have told you these details about the asteroid, and made a note of its number for you, it is on account of the grown-ups and their ways.

When you tell them that you have made a new friend, they never ask you any questions about essential matters. They never say to you, "What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies?" Instead, they demand: "How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father make?" Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him.

If you were to say to the grown-ups: "I saw a beautiful house made of rosy brick, with geraniums in the windows and doves on the roof," they would not be able to get any idea of that house at all. You would have to say to them: "I saw a house that cost $20,000." Then they would exclaim: "Oh, what a pretty house that is!" Just so, you might say to them: "The proof that the little prince existed is that he was charming, that he laughed, and that he was looking for a sheep. If anybody wants a sheep, that is a proof that he exists." And what good would it do to tell them that? They would shrug their shoulders, and treat you like a child. But if you said to them: "The planet he came from is Asteroid B-612," then they would be convinced, and leave you in peace from their questions."

I asked myself at what point did I become an adult and start talking in numbers. My best friendship (long-lasting, I'm not going to say numbers, it's not the goal) began by asking what was her favorite book and mine, what was our favorite color and we gave each other gifts (and still do) with handmade bookmarks, hand-drawn.

We should go back to asking more about colors and hobbies and less about numbers and, of course, respecting that. You write? You read? You dance? Do you watch TV? Do you act? You ride a bike? How do you spend your time?

I want to know more about the people, not the ones we shaped, but the ones who had to keep their favorite game in the back of their minds. I loved spying with my little eye the color, the sky was always blue, and no one could reach it, but for little child me, it was still the easiest thing to admire.

So, I want to meet people, and I'll start like this: What was your favorite game? And what is your hobby?


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2 months ago

If you make Harvey buff/skinny I am in your walls give him tummy or give me death


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Today is my birthday :D


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1 year ago

Cheer Up Tickles >>>>

Cheer Up Tickles >>>>
Cheer Up Tickles >>>>
Cheer Up Tickles >>>>
Cheer Up Tickles >>>>

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MORE TK ART FROM ME???? FINALLY?????? REAL???!!!??!????!?!?!?!?!?

ANYWAY THE LEE!VINCE GRIND DOESN'T STOP 💪💪💪 SHOUTOUT TO MY MOOTS ON DISCORD WHO'VE BEEN CONTINUOUSLY SCREAMING WITH ME ABOUT HIM HAKGNAOFN


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