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so funny that heatwave is technically short as hell we just dont ever realize bc he’s only ever with people that are either also short or people that tower over everyone. like bumblebee is also short so we dont recognize how small the rescue bots are and optimus is so much taller than everyone that its hard to recognize how much smaller the rescue bots are compared to other bots. boulder is literally like the same height as arcee. they’re all short as fuck. i just think heatwave’s is the funniest because one: he’s a truck just like optimus and ultra magnus, two huge bots, and two: he’s a vehicular triple changer, and technically a quadruple changer. triple changers are big as shit and this tiny little dude is a quadruple changer!!! hes fuckin shit up while being like half optimus’ size even tho they’re both trucks!!
anyways pls take the time to imagine heatwave meeting other vehicular triple changers and being like “wait wtf why are you guys so tall??” and them being like “wait wtf why are you so SMALL??” and then losing their shit when they learn he’s not only a quadruple changer, but also that his 4th mode is a DINOBOT, another historically huge genre of bot.
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angeat · 15 days
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hxmmngs · 28 days
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i'm dropping my second studio album this month and i swear i've never been so nervous. had a little listening party with 40 fans and ended up running off stage while the album played because the idea of getting feedback? no thanks. granted that having a crowd number like that feels far more intimate and clearly that wasn't something that crossed my mind so -- oops. what have you guys been working on? any new movies, shows, or albums that i should be checking out? i'm going on tour at the start of may so i need all the suggestions on what i should be filling my netflix queue and spotify playlists with. @hfrpstarters
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hawnks · 4 months
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December is like…. Look out the window. See the barren trees and iced-out sidewalks and the streets abandoned to the cold. Next to it we built a house that is cozy and dry and full of bread and blankets. But we could have built the house anywhere, yknow? That cold, desolate street could have been a warm house too, if we decided to put one there.
We warm the places we choose to; that’s the metaphor of December.
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mute-call · 3 months
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nothing bad ever happens at freddy fazbear's pizzeria ! we mean it this time ! || @feralreason !!
Steven gives the door frame a few gentle knocks before he steps into William's office. The door had been ajar, which probably means Bell's not interrupting anything vitally important, but he still hesitates before closing it behind him and announcing himself with a polite cough.
"Hey, Will." It still feels a little funny to forgo all the "Mr. Afton"s and "sir"s, but it'd be a heck of a lot weirder to keep using honorifics at this point, when employer-employee is no longer the best description of their relationship.
"Fritz, uh--" Steve looks like he's holding in fond laughter, and he has to bite at his lip to get a hold of his uncontrollable smile.
"He drew something for you, but he got too embarrassed to give it to you in person, so he sent me in instead. I wasn't supposed to look."
In his defense, he had tried to respect the kid's wishes, but Fritz hadn't even folded the paper! (Understandable, as any creases would ruin the masterpiece, but that also means it had been practically impossible not to catch a glimpse. ...and, okay. Maybe Steven hadn't tried that hard not to look.)
"I'll just... hand it over... facing you. All secretive-like. If he asks, make sure you tell him I didn't see a thing."
It's obvious that Fritz has put quite a lot of effort into this particular piece; he's used pen to outline his graphite under-drawing, and has covered the entire page with colored pencil. The scene depicts Foxy and Spring Bonnie on the high seas, and Fritz has helpfully labeled them with his and William's names. They look downright fierce as they fight off something that's probably supposed to be a kraken; Spring Bonnie is even dual-wielding a pair of cutlasses! Very impressive.
"...he's really taken a liking to you." Steven's gaze is soft and loving. ...until he turns playful again.
"I mean, the two of you, fighting a giant squid without me? Should I be jealous?"
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rodentcompetition · 1 year
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Hello, welcome to rodent competition where we'll be choosing tumblr's favourite real life rodent :D
You can submit any amount of rodents you want but please don't submit same one multiple times
Specify species, e.g. write black rat, not just rat. there's many of them ^^
Only real life animals that belong to Rodentia order. No Remy or rabbits, sorry <3
submit them here!!!
inspired by other nature tournaments like @treebattleroyal @snakeswagbracket @may-the-best-penguin-win @mushroom-showdown @dailylepidopterans
Have fun! ^^
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feelslikegold · 11 months
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concert look yk!! 😌❤️
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bl0omss · 7 months
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i’m gonna be so f***ing fr. If they actually kill off Gojo I’m not watching anymore. There needs to be a gd limit like 😪
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ricecaqes · 4 months
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maybe if i start doing the one hundred and thirty four different small animations for the eventual like. 40 second long shatter the pantheon animation i want to do, i will have beaten gmhs by the time i get to finishing it
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spirul · 11 months
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JOHN KRAMER WAS RIGHT, THE SPIRAL. A SYMBOL OF CHANGE, EVOLUTION, PROGRESS. BUT WHY LIMIT TO AN INDIVIDUAL WHEN YOU CAN APPLY IT TO A WHOLE SYSTEM? [ YOU GOT SHOT FOR DOING THE RIGHT THING. ] BUT LET'S FACE IT, THESE COPS? THEY'RE NOT GOING TO CLEAN UP ON THEIR OWN. BUT WE TAKE A TONGUE HERE, A FEW BONES THERE, THEY'LL COME AROUND.
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His little heart makeup,,,,,, I’m fine (<- said through tears)
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suifong · 1 year
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                         𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.
                   no  ...  maybe  you  won’t  even  be  able  to  SEE  IT  .                                            ind. soifon . bleach . by cat .
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amsterdamhotelroom · 1 year
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i love kimya dawson
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woozi · 2 years
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couldn’t decide which one i wanted to go with earlier so i took some liberties and... chose to go w both <3 KJFDJKFJKFDJK
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yamchaas · 2 years
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I like seeing future trunks punch 18 in the face… does that make me a dick? I also like seeing him beat the crap out of 17 as well if that means anything?
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rosenallies · 10 months
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Concerned/worried prompt 15 with sick au. Kendall and Gia left Synthia alone so they could do a gig under the caveat that he would keep them updated and alert someone if he needed help. But he stopped updating them shortly before they were done performing and now that they’re heading home he’s not answering any of their calls or texts 😯
15. “I thought something had happened to you.”
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Gia bounced their knee up and down, anxiety buzzing through their body in the back of the Uber, phone glued to their hand on the off chance that Synthia would finally text them back.
Sliding a hand over, Kendall placed his hand on their knee, ceasing the bouncing. “The driver is getting irritated,” he whispered, the driver’s face relaxing when the bouncing stopped.
“I’m sorry,” Gia sighed, lacing their fingers with Kendall’s, “I’m worried.”
“I know, I am too. I’m sure he just fell asleep and everything’s gonna be fine. We’re almost home.”
Gia nodded, staring out the window, watching the streetlights pass by and blur together.
A few more minutes had passed and finally the driver was pulling up outside the home they shared together with Synthia. Kendall thanked the driver and took care of the bags while Gia all but sprinted inside.
“Synth?” They called, peering around the corner into the dark living room that looked as untouched as it did when they left a few hours prior.
“We never should have left him alone like this,” Gia said as Kendall came up behind them.
“Like I said, baby, he’s probably asleep in the bedroom. Let’s go check.”
They walked hand in hand to the bedroom, where they found Synthia laying face down on the bed, breathing evenly. A sigh of relief left Gia’s lips as they dropped Kendall’s hand, sitting on the bed bedside Synthia, a gentle hand running through his hair.
“Hi, baby,” they cooed softly as he woke up, blinking up at him.
“Hi,” he replied quietly, his voice slightly pained.
“I thought something had happened to you. Have you been asleep the whole time, baby?”
“Yeah,” Synthia lied, “I was really tired.”
Kendall and Gia saw right through his lie, his eyes always shifting slightly when he lied. “Did something happen?” Kendall spoke softly, running a hand down his back, quickly retracting his touch when Synthia winced, weakly jerking away from his touch.
“Is it your back? Is your back bothering you?”
Synthia’s cheeks burned with shame as he nodded. “I-I fell,” he whispered.
“You fell?!” Gia exclaimed, guilt twisting their insides for leaving him alone. No matter how much he insisted he’d be fine, they still had a nagging feeling something would go wrong.
Tears blurred Synthia’s vision. “Th-that’s why I couldn’t text you back. I dropped my phone when I fell and I didn’t grab it before I crawled to bed. I-I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry,” Kendall said, wiping Synthia’s tears away with his thumb, “ ‘S not your fault, baby. I just wish you would have been able to call us. You said your back hurt, did you fall on your back?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m gonna check, okay? Make sure you don’t need to go to the hospital.”
Gingerly, Kendall lifted up his sweatshirt, trying not to gasp when he saw the state of Synthia’s back. Despite being only a few hours old, if that, bruises littered his back, all along his spine and blooming on his right shoulder blade in an ugly cloud of dark purple.
“Oh Synthia,” Gia said in disbelief. They shared a look with Kendall, silently agreeing.
“Baby, I know you’re not gonna-“
“No! I’m not going to the hospital, I’m fine, just sore.”
“We just need to make sure you didn’t break anything. Sweetheart, your back is so bruised. How did you even fall on your back like that?”
“I-I just wanted to take a bath,” he whimpered, “I didn’t even get to turn the water on before I slipped on the bath mat and fell against the tub.”
Gia’s face paled. “You fell against the bathtub? Fuck, you could have-“
“I know, I’m sorry!”
“No, no, no, I’m not mad, we’re not mad,” Gia said, gesturing to Kendall, “it’s just scary. We don’t want anything to happen to you.”
“Which is why we think it’s a good idea to go get checked out, baby. Make sure your bones are all okay, yeah?”
“Okay,” Synthia relented, shame eating away at him.
“Good decision. Gi, will you get me his wheelchair? It’s folded in the hall closet. It’s probably best I don’t carry him all the way to the car.”
Gia hurried from the room, leaving Synthia and Kendall alone where he continued carding his fingers through Synthia’s soft hair. “We’ll take care of you, okay?”
He nodded. “I know.”
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