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#Anon (Delightful)
markscherz · 6 months
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I'm here to make a friends and some fun here 😄😁🥰
I'm here to spread the Good Newts
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berlingotesque · 2 months
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I adore your Sammy and Norman designs so much, they're literally the first thought i go to when i picture either of them in my head. Every time you draw them together I start vibrating excitedly at a frequency that could shatter glass
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THANK YOU SO MUCH, I’M GLAD MY NORMMY PROPAGANDA WORKED ON YOU <3
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adobe-outdesign · 1 year
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been making some exciting discoveries in SV today
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arty-cakes · 6 months
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posting quirrel fanart is always so rewarding. without fail, someone somewhere out there is going to mention the big ugly boots i keep giving him. someone is going to get so excited over his fucking kicks. his immaculate drip. it never goes unwarranted the shoes must have their limelight
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egophiliac · 6 months
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On EN server, I cant believe I actually believed you when you said nothing bad happens ever OH MY GOD- QAQ
:)
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I FKN LOVE LAUGHING STOCK‼️ THEY MAKE ME GENUINELY HAPPY AND READING THE TAGS MAKES ME A GIGGLY BITCH CUZ THESE IDIOTS ARE SO FLUFFY AND KINGS OF THE MEGA GAY LORDS 😭
YAYAYAYAYAYAY YOU'RE SO RIGHT!!! FLUFFY MEGA GAY KINGS!!! have a warm-up scribble of them co-selling beans <3
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a2zillustration · 4 months
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Croissant isn't green?!?!?!? :0
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Nope!
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livingincolorsagain · 2 months
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Sambucky is on my mind again!
I can only imagine with the metal arm and being a super soldier that Bucky is a pretty heavy guy. And Sam needs to be able to catch his dumbass when he jumps from tall buildings without a plan, so he starts weight lifting to be able to carry Bucky. But that means that he needs to be able to confidently lift like 250 lbs, so he ends up getting pretty muscular from it. Cue Bucky drooling when he sees how jacked Sam is getting without realizing it's all for him.
It’s not that Bucky missed it happening; that’s just not possible with how often he’s watching Sam.
It’s just, well. It’s a gradual change, so slow it’s easy to not notice it happening.
And it’s all the same, because Bucky’s definitely noticing it now.
Sam’s just back from his morning run, sweat running down his face and stinging his eyes, so he lifts up the loose cotton t-shirt he has on and wipes at his face as he greets Bucky breathlessly.
Bucky’s brain kind of, well, short-circuits, blood rushing out and heading south. His mouth is suddenly dry, ears ringing, and he’s frozen against the kitchen counter, his eyes unconsciously following Sam as he heads toward the fridge and grabs the orange juice, drinking right from the box because otherwise he would be too perfect to be human.
Bucky takes a scalding sip from his coffee cup, burns his tongue and slams the cup down, eyes a little blurry, images of Sam’s extraordinary toned stomach and deliciously muscular arms tauntingly flashing in his mind.
He looks back at Sam, who’s staring at him with a raised eyebrow. At least the t-shirt is covering his stomach again, small mercies. Less of a mercy is the way his shorts are hugging his thighs and ass when he turns to put the juice back in the fridge.
God, Bucky is going to walk into a wall and knock himself out, what the fuck.
“Hey, Buck,” Sam says, and he getting closer, actually looking kind of worried now. “You okay?”
Bucky almost swallows his tongue when Sam’s close enough, because he can smell him now, on top of everything else, and it’s edging on a little too much, even for a super-soldier like himself.
He takes a deep breath (big mistake), tries to say, “yeah, I’m okay,” and ends up saying, “when did you get so muscular?”
Sam blinks, opens his mouth, closes it, then blinks again for good measure.
Bucky’s face burns; he wants to step away from the situation but there’s nowhere to go without pushing Sam out of the way, so he stays where he is, the counter’s edge digging into his back when he leans back into it.
Suddenly, Sam takes a step back and looks down, face twisting like he’s embarrassed about something.
“Remember Colorado?”
Bucky frowns, nods, then says, “yeah,” because Sam’s still not looking at him.
“You jumped out the window—“
“I was thrown out the window.”
Sam rolls his eyes. “You weren’t supposed to be anywhere close to that window at all.”
“It wasn’t my fault that I was thrown out the damn window!”
Sam takes in a frustrated breath. “Anyway, I had to… catch you and I… I almost dropped you, Bucky.”
Bucky frowns again. He doesn’t remember Sam almost dropping him. All he remembers was how one second he was free-falling and the next he had Sam’s arms around him, breaking his fall and carrying him to safety. He remembers how he just knew that Sam would catch him, how he didn’t doubt it for a second.
“Sam?” he asks, because he’s not sure how this has anything to do with Sam’s incredibly fantastic muscles.
Sam sighs. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but you’re kinda heavy, especially when I’m trying to catch you midair. So, I, uh. I started working out more, lifting more.”
“Oh,” Bucky says. His knees are a little weak, but that’s no one’s business.
Sam’s working out and lifting more so he could carry/catch Bucky. Bucky’s brain is about to melt right out his ears.
“That’s, hm,” he tries to say anything, because Sam is getting more embarrassed, starting to fidget.
“Look, I know—”
“Really hot.”
“Oh.”
Bucky sighs, pushes aways from the counter and wraps his arms around Sam’s waist, pulls him close.
Sam’s breath hitches. “Oh,” he repeats, and he blinks slowly up at Bucky, his eyes getting steadily darker.
“You,” Bucky says, even as his heart races, because god, Sam’s into this, too, “are going to be the death of me.”
Sam opens his mouth to say something about that, but Bucky just leans in and swallows the words right off his tongue.
They can talk later.
Now, though, Bucky is going to kiss every single one of Sam’s muscles.
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corrodedcoughin · 6 months
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I have a head cannon that Eddie and robin have The most unpredictable relationship. One second they act like boyfriends in law, then they act like mortal enemies, 5 seconds later they’re crying together about robins most recent sad fun fact about animals. Steve can never keep up with where they’re at but I’d glad that his favorite people are so close. (Also when people ask them how they met Eddie will go on and on about how brave Robin is and she just says “we found him in a dumpster”)
Publishing this out into the st universe for everyone to be as delighted by it as I was/am
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2aceofspades · 7 months
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Not me going back and looking at Cassandra and Casey's hug reunion like omg Ace you are making me EMOTIONAL i love it so muuuccchhh
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WAAAAH MORSE ANON!!!
It almost didn't happen, but I managed...I managed 😅 got me all emotional looking back at all of it ngl. But! They truly did deserve a reunion, and I'm so very glad you loved it as well 🥹🙌✨
Here's a lil bonus sketch of them being all content, no tears...just them:
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Also don't mind the morse it's not important, I swear!!
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markscherz · 7 months
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I'm interested in someone who really likes frogs- what species of frog would you recommend showing to someone you're trying to flirt with?
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allastoredeer · 18 days
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>:D Imagine if some lingering impression of Vox's hypnosis was still floating around in Alastor's head somewhere?
Every now and again it'll jump to the front of the line and thoroughly freak him out before he dismisses it.
The suggestion: Stay with Vox, Trust him, Join the team-
Al (concerningly nonchalant): Just gonna repress that impulse again.
JUST GONNA REPRESS THAT IMPULSE AGAIN
AL, NO! THAT'S NOT HOW YOU FIX THIS T.T
But ooooh hoooo 👀that is - that is a tasty morsel right there. That is exquisitely flavorful.
What'd make it worse is if the impulse gets stronger the closer he is to Vox. It's easier to repress if he's just listening to Vox's voice over a speaker, or seeing his face on one of the TV's around the city, because in that case, it's a screen-through-a-screen--it's more filtered--so the hypnosis isn't as powerful. Especially since Alastor doesn't watch TV or watch any screens for a prolonged time, so he can't gradually be influenced by Vox's power like the rest of the city has.
Additionally, since he and and Alastor haven't come face to face since Alastor returned to Pentagram City, the impulses have never gotten bad. Just an inconvenience he has to shoo away on occasion.
That is, until he and Vox are finally in the same room together, and Alastor is reminded just how long he's been gone, just how strong Vox's hypnosis is, and just how much he underestimated it's lingering effects.
It hadn't caused him too much problems since returning. He hadn't felt a super significant pull when they broadcasted their silly little diss track across the city. He didn't think he needed to worry. But when he see's Vox's face and hears his voice, authentic and unfiltered through another screen, he knows immediately this is going to be a big problem.
Further headcanon: Alastor's shadow is unaffected by Vox's hypnosis, so whenever Alastor starts to sink too deep into it, it's the one that gets him out of there - via shadow travel or shocking Alastor out of the trance (maybe through whatever shared connection they have).
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pomegranate · 1 day
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Hello, so i am in process of rewatching MASH, and a cursed, very much unwell thought has occurred to me. Well, what if (as an AU concept) MASH universe is like Life on Mars/Ashes to Ashes (idk, if you've seen those, but basically the characters are stuck in purgatory/limbo), that's why it goes for 11 years, that's why time is wibbly-wobbly for them. Probably not the first person to have that thought. Anyway, i was bored, sorry, i may come and talk to you about BJ/Hawkeye off-anon at some point
HI ANON I LOVE THIS!!! Me and @mashbrainrot have entertained a similar concept in the past and I am eager to hear any and all ideas of this sort (even if it also breaks my heart a little). I would love if you talked to me about Beejhawk off anon!!! More Beejhawk pals is always a good thing 💓
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ajax with dimples and foul legacy with two dips carved into either side of his intricate lil mask face
*holds mic up* YOU. KEEP TALKING
you met Foul Legacy before you meet Ajax, somewhere out in the mountains of Liyue when he's finishing up a training session, the sight of a giant Abyssal monster making you freeze in your tracks, blood turning to ice when his faceted gaze lands on you. your heart drops, squeezing your eyes shut as heavy footsteps approach you- only to blink when something solid and slightly cold bumps gently against your forehead. the creature whines quietly, sitting on his heels to make himself seem smaller, less threatening, and slowly you reach out and set your hand on top of his head, your finger sinking into his fluffy hair. the beast brightens, odd, gem-shaped eye gleaming as he promptly leans in and begins sniffing your jacket and bag, letting out curious chitters and leaning against your palms with happy purrs. all you can do is laugh in surprise, fingers tracing the edges of his mask-like face, eventually falling on two small divots where his cheeks might be, serving seemingly no purpose. you poke them, and tilt your head, and your new friend simply tilts his head in mimicry and trills
it's not until you meet Ajax, or Childe as he goes by when doing his Harbinger work, that you understand. he's loud and boisterous and a bit playfully rough, almost the exact opposite of his Abyssal counterpart you come to know as Foul Legacy, always greeting you with a tight squeeze or a pat on the head and swinging your hand cheerfully as you walk. there's a certain charm to him when he spontaneously twirls you around or lifts you off the ground to carry you, like today, and you stare down at him with a good-natured smile as he grins up at you, oceanic eyes creased shut. you blink, then gasp, and Ajax's eyes fly open as he looks at you worriedly, but you merely laugh and poke his cheeks in delight, your fingers nudging familiar divots, except in soft skin rather than a tough mask
"Ajax! You and Foul Legacy have dimples!"
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gothic-mothic · 10 months
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I love how u draw your narrator. His mannerisms are very attractive to me, I love seeing him on my dash
The mannerisms in question
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Idk why people find my narrator specifically attractive but I’m very grateful
I think
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ghostykapi · 2 months
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So you know how Jeongyeon volunteers at an animal shelter, I was thinking that they fall in love at first sight when they notice you’re the new vet in the shelter. She thinks you’re beautiful and seeing how kind and caring you are just makes it difficult to stay away. Every moment she’s in town and not busy, she finds herself volunteering. In the process, she grows attached to a dog. A shy thing that she knew she had to have him. When you give her your number to give you a call for anything, she realizes she should’ve adopted a long time ago if it meant she would get the number of the cute vet. She texts not even a day later to invite you for dinner
jeong my babyyy :((
she would be so nervous!!!!!!! she asks so many questions bc she wants it to be perfect (she’s already so prefect you find her blabbing too cute) and she ends up making your favorite meal while you show her your own pets with your pics on your phone while drinking alcohol
“and this is my 2nd child, bumi” you’re too cozy in her arms, it’s too dangerous, but again she’s too pretty to deem dangerous and she cooks so well you think even if she slips in poison in there you would glob it all down
it’s your first date, and it’s going so well. jeongyeon’s wit and charm got you hooked in and your laugh and smile got her all cozy up with you. both of you are on her couch, her newly adopted dog, affectionately named soju by you, on your lap while you cozy up in her arms like you need her body heat to keep you warm from the chilly weather
jeongyeon can’t keep her hands to herself, the way you’re just blabbering over your pets and how well you managed to get soju already asleep got her so curious about you. well, she thinks it’s ok, with the way she’s got your lipstick on her lips and all over her face at the end of the night before she dropped you off at your place she can call this date a success
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