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nebuladreamz · 11 months
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Birthday time :D
I doodled this on the 18th, figured it’d be nice to save for today.
This past year has been the most wildest year of my life. To everyone I’ve come to known, old and new.
You mean the fucking world to me. Here’s for an even better rest of our year, together.
@f0rtunesfuture @amberluvsbugs @garbagechocolate @darkxsoulzyx @kandidandi @just-a-drawing-bean @cacaocheri @bunmuffin @sleepykas @xitsensunmoon @justaduckarts @skizabaa @starsketchez @fernzwing @smoljeanius @ilsole @tuzesdays @magicclownjuice @ohno-the-sun
(If I haven’t tagged you there is a Very(tm) high chance I am either unsure if you’d want to be tagged or too much of a coward to do it anyways but that does not mean you’d mean less <3)
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khytal · 1 year
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the end (asoryuu part 12)
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thwackk · 2 years
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i redrew an old drawing for the uuhhhh lego batman movie au thing and i changed their designs a bit
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dizzybevvie · 11 days
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You're the sunflower/I think your love would be too much
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reaperofravens · 1 year
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Please consider the mental image of the group fighting something either large or numerous, and Holga just picking Xenk up and throwing him wherever he’s most needed.
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hauntinghyrule · 1 year
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Working on fics set during the manga time frame like...
Do I allude to them having backpacks to carry their camping gear / Vio's book / weapons and tools they aren't using, because that makes logical sense (even though we never see them having bags in canon)?
Do I do what canon does and handwave it, allowing items to disappear and reappear without explanation as necessary?
Do I take this one panel as indication that their hats are canonically bags of holding and that's where they keep all their stuff when not in use???
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demynom · 2 months
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The thing about the ffvii remakes is that you will enjoy them more if you’ve played the original. You will also hate them more if you’ve played the original. It is impressive.
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this one gets to escape, you'd already know what the others were atp. [disperses into particles]
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kazoologist · 3 days
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congratulations to Mme. Pascale Leclerc, who has surely just experienced both the funniest and most unhinged weekend a mother could ever have. Dear fucking christ, I hope your middlest son brought you a bottle of champagne for yourself, ma'am.
#kazoo noises#charles leclerc#cl16#monaco gp 2024#zoomies posting#sports posting#like man. where to begin. one of your racecar children is back in town for the weekend. he has yet to have a truly good work#weekend it seems in town. now this year. we're feeling ourselves a bit. we're feeling optimistic even. and then ur son becomes talk of town#because he keeps doing fucking bits on twitter about adopting his coworker who is friends with your youngest son. this goes on long enough#for actual reporters to comment on it. no one is willing to blink first so by friday night we've yes-anded ourselves to a grandson#(congratulations mme leclerc)#things go well. and then at qualifying they go DAMN WELL#BETTER THAN EVER REALLY! but man. im superstitious. i dont trust shit until its over and the dust has cleared#(the adoption jokes have continued by the way) and MEANWHILE everyone is eyeing that starting grid. were humming. we're making vague hand#gestures when commenting. we're all thinking. Maybe? (the streets can hear u tho. keep it down)#race starts. lap one CHAOS. so many fucking crashes. i'd faint if i had a child even in karting honestly.#(every parent in this sport deserves a prescription for laudanum)#but he's not in it. hes at the front. and he. well. he just Stays There. Through It All. and the laps tick down. until the race is run. and#there he is. your middlest son. cross the line and into the books. first place. home town. what curse indeed. thats your boy!!!!!!!! THERE!#they play the radio of him winning and the audio is peaked because he screams out so loudly. you can hear the water in the laughter.#later theres gonna be videos and photos taken of him pushing his boss into the harbor and diving right in after the man. those photos are#gonna be fucking studied in photography classes one day. and STILL! everyone involved with that goofy joke about him adopting his coworker#(who. despite all the silliness of the race stayed second place and got a podium) is still carrying the bit like a baton relay. Do you have#him over for family dinner? might as well add a plate i guess! people are joking about your youngest son having two nephews? a dog born#maybe a month ago and a man born about... what twenty three years and about a month ago? fuck it! family dinner#sorry this bit got away from me but as someone who loves my homecity and my mom so much it might actually be like.#a visible growth inside my body if they do an autopsy on me at time of death or like. my love will eat me alive. sometimes the charratives#gets to me#anyway cheers mme leclerc i hope you party so fucking hard this week
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gintrinsic-writing · 7 months
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Mirror vs Open Closet Door: Fight!
When Sky volunteered to share a room with Time and Four, he did so with the anticipation of a peaceful evening. Part of him even imagined how nice it would be to doze off to the quiet notes of an ocarina, or to the steady, soothing rasp of a whetstone. In no way did he anticipate an open closet door. 
“Uh,” he began eloquently, wiggling his chilled toes beneath the covers. “What’s up?”
Time turned away from the now-open closet like it was the most normal thing in the world. He hadn’t even retrieved anything; he’d simply taken one look at the closet, frowned, gotten up, and opened the door all the way. Behind him, the dark closet now loomed ominously, its many hangers like a row of teeth. “Mirror’s on the outside of the door,” Time answered, throwing back his side of the sheets. 
“Ah, that makes sense,” Four said from the end of the bed. He fit perfectly lengthwise, which was something Sky had been trying very hard not to joke about. Now, he had other things to focus on. Namely—
“No it doesn’t?” He glanced between the two of them. “Now the closet’s open.”
Time pinched the room’s single candle between his fingers, plunging the room into darkness. “It’s fine. There’s no draft.”
No draft? Sky mouthed in disbelief. For a moment, that was it. Time settled on his side, apparently comfortable, and Four sighed in contentment. A chime could be heard from the grandfather clock in the common room. Sky counted to ten before he finally balked. “Okay, no, absolutely not.”
Time blinked at him, his eyes barely visible. “What’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong?” Sky repeated incredulously. “You left the closet door open on purpose!”
“There’s nothing to be afraid of, Sky,” Four said in his most mature (read: annoying) tone. “It’s just a closet.”
Sky forced himself not to grind his teeth in frustration. “If there’s nothing to be afraid of,” he began slowly, “then there shouldn’t be any problem with the mirror.”
“That’s completely different,” Time answered in an even more mature (read: more annoying) tone. 
“No, it’s not! You’re telling me that that—” Sky waved a hand in the general direction of the closet. “—is less creepy than a mirror?”
“Yes,” Time said immediately. 
“No, it’s not.”
“Is too.”
Sky rubbed both hands down his face. “You sound like a child.”
“I am a child,” Time sighed. 
What? Sky thought, frowning open-mouthed. Before he could reply, Four finally sat up, his extra blanket pooling around him. 
“It's not completely scary. There’s plenty of moonlight in here.”
“Yeah, that makes it worse,” Sky muttered. “It’s easier to see.” He risked a glance at the closet, then did a double-take. “Sweet Hylia, I swear it’s bigger than it was before.”
Four’s head whipped around to look. “What? No, it’s not.”
“It is!” He was pretty sure. Like, seventy percent sure.
Suddenly, inspiration struck with a self-satisfied jolt. Sky could be the bigger person here; he could compromise! “Why can’t we just take the mirror down?”
“Tried,” Time said. “It’s glued to the door.”
Sky crossed his arms. “Okay, then how about… I switch rooms. I bet Wind would switch with me.”
“Then the sleeping arrangements won’t work as well,” Four explained. “We split up rooms based on an even Link-per-room ratio.”
“Then I’ll switch with someone close to my size. Warriors.” 
Time snorted. “Won’t work. He’s rooming with Legend; fifty rupees says their closet door is open, too.”
“Then I’ll switch with Legend,” Sky said brightly. It took him a second to realize he’d messed up. “Wait, no, Warriors kicks in his sleep.”
“Mmmhm,” Four answered. They’d all been victims of that unfortunate kind of abuse before. 
“Fine. Twilight’s got a weird thing about mirrors, right? I’ll switch with him.”
“Enjoy Wind’s and Wild’s snoring,” Time said wryly. 
Sky groaned. Time was right, there was no way he could sleep through their combined snores. “This sucks.”
Time snuggled further into the covers. “Too bad.”
“You’re an ass sometimes.”
“I’m so wounded,” Time said around a yawn, and Sky huffed. 
Minutes passed. The closet continued to loom. Sky was afraid he’d see a face if he kept staring inside, but he was also afraid of looking away. Goosebumps broke out across his skin. Maybe, if he was brave enough to leave the bed, he’d wait until they fell asleep and simply close the door. Maybe. 
“Four?” he whispered when he couldn’t take it anymore. “You awake?”
Four sighed. “I am now.”
The question wouldn’t leave him. It was a welcome distraction at this point. “What do you think Time meant when he called himself a child?”
“Dude, I never try to figure him out anymore.”
“...Yeah, fair.”
More minutes. More looming. Sky contemplated the worth of the Triforce of Courage in the face of mundane things. 
Somehow, he fell asleep. 
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I love stories that don't give you all the information up front but instead give you bits and pieces as the story progresses until you're balls deep in a gut-wrenching and meaningful plot that you could only ever speculate about
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nativehueofresolution · 9 months
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it stands out to me how armand frequently uses endearments for daniel ('beloved', 'my love'). it's something i can't recall him ever doing with his other lovers - typically, he expresses his affections through grand romantic speeches (which has its own appeal, to be sure). but with daniel, he's a little sappier, a little sillier. they will spend nights together people watching or putting on a movie they've seen a dozen times already. there are still grand gestures, like giving daniel night island or showering him with precious items, but daniel is also the one buying all the airline tickets for armand as he makes them fly around the world and explain things like long distance phone calls and tax brackets. the sweeping romance also exists alongside the mundane acts of existing together and indulging your loved one's weird habits and using petnames. it's very humanizing and sweet.
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antiparticular · 1 year
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why are we not talking about this more
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jimmyandthegiraffes · 9 months
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quinn-pop · 15 days
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actually what if i just posted this. no context
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(jk it’s an idol au lol)
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bmpmp3 · 14 days
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and another thing about vocal synth fans: we will always find some adult male voicebank to turn into a funny little clown for our amusement. some guy to communally bully in our talkloids, the miserable straightman to the shenanigans, the sad little freak punchline to our jokes. it happened to kaito. it happened to gakupo. it happened genbu. it even happened a bit to kevin (although he seems to have looped around somehow). and it will happen to you too, frimomen. it will happen to you too.
#hell its already begun. or maybe he was born for this role. his origins being that of which they are#the other day i saw a favourite meal announcing dragon parody 'list of past girlfriends' with frimomen#and of course the joke was him going silent for the listing part <3 a classic but it still got me LOL#i dont know why we need to do this. i feel it too though. i see a grown ass man vocal synth and im like I NEED to make him swagless#child and teen vocal synths are mostly safe from our wrath (although we've definitely done a good bit of len bullying)#but the second i see a guy who pays his taxes i NEED to make fun of him <3 <3 <3#a vocal synth tradition. its a tradition#i dunno i was kinda thinking about genbus characterization and how in the japanese fanbase he kind of varies from what ive seen#sometimes hes a nice and calm guy with a tsundere edge. sometimes hes a goofy loud straightman to shenanigans#but overwhelmingly in the english speaking world in talkloids we turn him into this high energy beloved little freak LOL#and i love all characterizations. my own personal version is kind of all combined LOL hes friendly but a little too hype#to me he seems chill at first but is like 0-100 in like seconds <3 like his voicebank <3 <3 <3 i think he feels every emotion so so much#and absolutely suited to the straightman to hijinks role with his grumpier edge when hes embarassed#i also sometimes like to give him a bit of an unearned ego sometimes because of voicebank deprecation#hes clunky but he was the first!!! he was the first!!! hes not owned!!!! he slowly turns into a corncob#thats another characterization that mostly comes from the english speaking side LOL#TO ME genbu is like if ll nico was trying to put on a nice calm guy exterior instead of a cutesy idol exterior#which might be why genbu's becoming my favourite LOL nico was always my fav.....#going back to our favourite little guys to bully i will say nowadays kaito isnt bullied as much. because we have gakupo to bully instead#the bullying can pass on. frimomen. it can be inherited frimomen. watch out frimomen
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