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howverychaotic · 1 year
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RYUKISHI07 IS DOING THE NEW SILENT HILL?????..?? ¿¡¿!?
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Nobody:
Literally anyone dating one of the daughters:
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cat-and-fox-hub · 2 months
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❤꧁ღ⊱Merry Singles Day!⊰ღ꧂❤
Made by Cat, aka Researcher Serif/AW
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Ooh la la~! Two elites vying for your fair heart upon this bountiful day of love. Oh, such effort for just you too! How romantic~! Will you choose the recklessly brave yet passionate Cameraman? Mayhaps you prefer the ever pragmatic yet loyal Speakerman? Or.... will you let yourself be shared and taken by both~? Oh, decisions, decisions~
Yeah, these two are perfectly fine, idk what u talkin' bout cuz they're happily living and vying for your affections off screen is all /hj.
Either wae, I do hope you enjoy this. I tried out an experimental style this time with minimal shading and a bit moar effort on the background and props.
This was very indulgent as it also doubles as my birthday gift! If I can't find The Good Juice out there, I'll make it my goddamn self. Have a Merry Valentines Day everyone!
And here's a bonus close up on tiny cupid Dafuq-
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Check out my main blog: @researcher-serif
Here's my NSFW blog if that tickles your fancy: @grandfather-of-sin
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kimikitti · 7 months
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I rarely post any of my other twst ocs on here but I thought this little goober was cute. so here he is. His name is Yu and he is a reverse mermaid. His mom is a mermaid and his dad is a human and he has 4 younger siblings who are all different variations of fish human (one of his sisters has two fishtails for legs (like the starbucks mermaid)). He's a savanahclaw first year student.
Yu has used potions to make his appearance more humanoid, but its not really a necessity for him, so he doesn't use it too often. He can breathe just fine as long as he keeps his gills moist.
He runs the NRC magicam meme account and has collaborated with Cater numerous times. Yu is also part of the pop music club, mainly as a composer.
Yu is very self conscious about singing. But he is actually quite good (we're talking disney princess material here)
Overall, he is really a kind person. But he has a penchant to look for gossip, which has gotten him in trouble a few times. (Especially during chapter 2, oooo boi)
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brighteuphony · 2 months
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every day you hurt me
every day i come back for more
YES. YESSSS. SUFFER WITH ME.
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lexithwrites · 4 months
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gorgug thistlespring.
'it's gorgug, keep going.'
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wackulart · 7 months
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the queen of chaos
i adore her so much
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aya-aleph-null · 1 year
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some aymeric shtuffs in the past month or 2
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shijiujun · 1 year
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EP. 7 | Pei Su obviously concerned about Luo Weizhao to notice those small scratches on his hand, but also him wondering if Luo Weizhao is senile because he of all people should know that he’s an only child WHERE IS THE BROTHER 
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eidolons-stuff · 1 year
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Thing: *signs* "How are you feeling Wednesday?"
Wednesday: "As though a herd of cattle has trampled over my head"
Enid: "oh :("
Wednesday: "I never said that was a bad thing"
Enid: *confused* "You're weird"
Wednesday: "I will allow that comment to pass. Only because I like you"
Enid: "you... what?" *faints*
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meghansbest · 9 months
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Meghan Markle as Rachel Zane in Suits Season 6, episode 9, ''The Hand that feeds you.''
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groenendaze · 10 months
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consider: i love her
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phantomskeep · 1 year
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Putting the "Fun" Back in "Funeral" Excerpts Pt. 1
okay yes I am impatient and I kind of want feedback on this idea, so have some excerpts from the Dead on Main fic I'm writing! \o/ (also I have no idea how to format things LOL). There is a very, VERY large timeskip between E1 and E2, btw. Criticisms and opinions are very welcomed!
Warning for small bits of violence in E1, and for mention of blood in E2 as well as a suggestive ending ;)
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Danny sometimes wishes he could travel through time. Don’t get him wrong! He knows the danger of messing up the time stream (Dan, Desiree, and Clockwork all taught him that much) but there are still times when he’ll sit on top of a building, staring at the stars, wondering what he would change given half the chance.
Currently, however, he was debating on his life choices while not on a rooftop.
White gloved hands shakily grasped broken concrete, slowly lifting his broken body out of the crater in the middle of some random street. The latest ghost who decided to try their hand at using Danny as a punching bag was one that he hadn’t encountered before. His usual roster of ghostly enemies still came by, of course. Ember, Skulker, Lunch Lady, Johnny 13, Kitty and Box Ghost at least visited Amity Park once a week, if not more. However, the ghostly entity that Danny was currently facing? He had never seen them before.
As Danny raised himself out of his impromptu resting place he considered the being before him. Dark, void black skin and fur greeted him. The ghost’s face was an odd cross between a horse’s and dogs - long, block-shaped snout with a mouth reaching right up to under their dark red eyes. Pointed ears flicked wildly back and forth between a long mane that reached just up until the collar of the ghost’s thick golden necklace. The ghost’s choice of clothes baffled the white-haired ghost greatly, black dress shirt and (oddly enough) bright golden skinny jeans? Really? Who died and thought that was a good fashion choice?
Yeah, Danny was just as confused.
The other ghost looked down at the young halfa, “I cannot fathom how you are the one Hotep described to me.” He sneered, clearly mocking Danny. “The great Akuris will easily defeat such a pathetic child.”
Danny gasped, mock-offended. “Well, Mr. Fursuit, I will have you know that at least I don’t dress like an accountant in the middle of a mid-life crisis.” He smirked before resting a soul-piercing green glare at the larger ghost floating above where Danny stood. “Or would it be mid-afterlife crisis?”
With that, Danny leapt back into action. He swung a powerful punch directly into Akuris’s long muzzle causing the dark ghost to be pushed back. Amity Park’s ghostly hero did not relent on his assault, though. Danny followed the other ghost’s backwards momentum to bodily slam into his opponent’s soft belly in a move he often saw Dash pull during his football practices. The twenty year old halfa quickly grabbed the Fenton thermos off of his belt loop, taking the opportunity to finally capture the winded ghost.
A great sigh left Danny’s body as he hovered in the air, surveying the damage leftover from the fight between the two. It was well around two in the morning, judging by the placement of the twinkling stars. Today was the day of his coronation - exactly five years after he defeated Pariah Dark.
Originally, Danny was told he was technically king of the Ghost Zone in the aftermath of the battle. The young ghost had argued with the mysterious time-themed ghost named Clockwork who appeared. Danny was successfully able to get a five-year grace period of kingly procrastination.
Since then, Danny had grown up a little bit. He defeated his alternate evil self, discovered new powers, traveled through time on Clockwork’s request, graduated highschool, took a gap year to focus solely on fighting ghosts, and successfully never let his parents or the world know about his ghostly half. All in all, Danny considered it a successful five years.
All good things must come to an end, though. The half ghost kept staring dejectedly at the stars so far away. He knew that even though he probably *should* tell his parents what was going on, the fear of everything going wrong lurked in the back of his mind. After the events of Dan, the young man pulled away from his parents bit by bit. It was grief that drove Danny to rip out the most vulnerable parts of himself, after all. If he had nothing to grieve about then he would never be pushed into doing something as drastic like destroying the world, right?
Jazz disagreed very heavily with his mentality, but he was fine with that.
Another sigh left the poor halfa’s body and he re-hooked the Fenton Thermos to his beltloop. He might as well go back home to continue to lick his wounds before Danny had to, unfortunately, be crowned king. What a shitty Tuesday.
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A delightful aroma wafted through the late morning air, easily slipping between the weak rays of sunlight filtered through the windows. Jason slowly blinked as he shuffled his way out of bed, slightly wincing when his bruised leg hit the time-worn wooden floors. He still hadn’t fully recovered from the latest fight with Scarecrow – something Danny certainly wasn’t letting him forget. Thinking of the ghostly man, Jason glanced over to the other side of their shared bed only to see the sheets rumpled but obviously used. With a small sigh, Jason pushed himself off his mattress and started his sleepy trek into the apartment’s kitchen.
The sight of a smaller, pale man with his exposed back to Jason was always something the man longed to see. The first time Danny was relaxed and comfortable enough around Jason’s home (and by extension, Jason himself) to make the pair breakfast had rapidly become one of the man’s most favorite memories. It made the middle of his chest hum with feelings of pride-safe-I-did-that-yes-home-safe. Of course, seeing his boyfriend only in space-themed boxers was something Jason loved for another reason, as well.
Danny let out a small laugh, pushing back against the strong chest bracing him. “Jason,” he whined, dragging out the man’s name. The other man just hummed and dropped his chin on top of Danny’s head. Large arms wrapped securely around the younger man’s torso and waist, Jason’s steady breaths moving Danny’s smaller body as the Crime Lord hugged his lover from behind.
“Yes?” The taller man asked.
Danny half-turned his head to look into Jason’s similar crystal blue eyes. “If you keep this up the pancakes are going to end up burnt,” he warned half-heartedly.
A deep chuckle shook the smaller man’s body and Danny couldn’t help but purr contently at the feeling. Jason always made the younger feel so safe. Even when he came back to their shitty little apartment deep into the heart of Crime Alley covered in blood, or when the Pit Rage got the better of Jason so early into their relationship. Jason, to Danny, felt so much like home sometimes it physically hurt.
“What if,” Jason said slyly, blue eyes-half lidded with promise. He leaned closer onto Danny’s body, his mouth ghosting across a pointed ear. “I wanted something different for breakfast instead?”
Danny gasped as Jason finally captured his lips in a kiss. Calloused, practiced hands ran over cold cheeks and through soft hair. The half-ghost ran one hand along the stove’s counter, finding the dial to turn off the stove quickly. The man turned around in the comforting embrace before fully facing Jason.
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aaaand yeah that's it! I'm slowly finishing up chapter one and I'm hoping to get it posted this weekend ^-^
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ye0sun · 3 months
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guys should I write a historically accurate gilbert blythe x reader thingy?? cause exams are too much rn 😭
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engagemythrusters · 7 months
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feel like shit will PAY tobytost money to see kanan and hera holding their son.
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murdrdocs · 1 year
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corey laying in bed in the morning and watching you walk around the room getting ready for the day and he just can’t help but reach under the sheets and stroke his cock as he watches you do your mundane everyday routine bc you look so pretty while you do, his eyes glassy and wide and his pretty lips parted as he lets out little huffs and quiet moans :((
the way i was thinking abt this while going abt my nightly routine like an hour ago ,,, are you in my head be honest ???
and he thinks he’s being inconspicuous.
he’s trying to keep his sounds to a minimum, biting down onto his already swollen and slick lips. you’re humming a song that’s been stuck in your head for hours now, and your back is turned to him, so he thinks he’s in the clear.
when in reality, you’re putting on a show for him. you’re taking your time walking through your bedroom, placing longer than usual pauses between the melody you're humming to allow yourself to listen in on corey’s sounds.
somewhere down the road, he realizes that you know. maybe it’s when your eyes connect with his in the mirror and the corner of your lips turns up.
but he starts to return the favor; his moans kicking up in volume and pitch, the wet sounds of his hand along his cock becoming more noticeable—until he’s putting on a show for you too.
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