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Companion piece to Delaware - Things change for you and OA when you discover your father is sick.
Every couple of weekends Omar makes the four hour trip to Delaware. He leaves on a Friday night and returns late Sunday or early Monday, usually heading straight into work. It goes on for months.
Maggie can see the toll it takes on him, the exhaustion on his features as he sits at his desk, sipping the largest mug of coffee he can muster.
“You’re stretching yourself too thin.” She finally tells him one day when he falls asleep in the car on the way to a crime scene. “You can’t keep going like this.”
“That’s not going to be a problem.” He says, rubbing his palm over his weary features. “She broke it off with me this weekend, she says it isn’t fair, that I’m putting more into the relationship than she can right now.”
“And what do you think?” Maggie asks as she pulls the car into a parking space.
“I think she’s worth it but it’s not about what I want.” He says, his head comes to rest against the seat as he looks out the window. “She needs to dedicate the time to looking after her father, she can’t be worrying about maintaining a relationship. I know she’s right, that’s where her focus needs to be but…”
“But it still hurts.” Maggie says with understanding as he toys with the ring on his finger.
“Yea.” Omar says, his voice a little rough. “Yea it does.”
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to love a friend - gojo satoru
synopsis: Thanks for looking at the cherry blossoms with me Satoru.
character: Gojo Satoru
tags: gojo satoru x reader, gn! reader, one sided crush, angst, no happy ending, use of y/n, no curses au!
a/n: apologies in advance for any mistakes, english is not my first language, curse you gege this is all your fault, not proofread it's like 1 am y'all I'm just sad and stressed lmao
a/n 2: took some inspo from the song: 8 Letters by Why Don't We.
You are the one who knows me best and the one who hurts me most, yet here we are seeing each other.
“Why do I pull you close but then ask you for space?”
“Am I just hurting myself?”
“Why is it so difficult to tell you that I love you?”
Isn't it amazing?
Like every day we meet without missing a beat, days where we love and hate each other.
“Are we going to change it?”
We don't know yet.
“Can I touch your heart?”
“How can I get closer to you?”
Surely I won't be able to, knowing how you are like with a heart that's as hard as stone and cold as ice. Yet, you made mine fragile like glass I am at my limit and anything can easily break it.
“Will the day that I deserve you come by?”
Let me be your love.
It's always you, you're always the one who hurts me, you make an impact in my life.
“Why can't I make an impact in your life?”
I know that if I curse at you it won't hurt, I know that if I yell at you it won't matter and I know that if I leave you won't miss me.
I know you don't love me and I still want to keep trying to win you over even if it's in vain.
“Could you do me a favor, Satoru?” Although I wanted to look into your eyes at that moment, mine only focused on the cherry blossoms and the soft pink petals that fall softly and delicately touch the ground.
I know he doesn't care about me but I still want him to do one last thing for me, I know I've bothered him too much but this is the last thing I ask of you my friend.
“What do you want me to do idiot?”
“Could you take me outside to see the cherry blossoms?”
I know I'm asking a lot of you, but please just do this for me. I fell for you many years ago and I want to be in your arms this time once and for all.
“Sure, I'll take you right now if that's okay.”
“Perfect.”
Every look, every touch makes me want to give you all of me, but I can't and I never will be able to, I know, I know that I don't deserve you and that I'm not enough for you, but at least my dream will come true.
You took me by the hand to the backyard of my house, helped me go down the stairs and stopped every time I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I'm sorry to give you so much work for this last favor.
We walked to the other side of the garden and sat under the cherry tree, as always sitting next to each other. I didn't like it but since this is the last favor I ask of you, I might as well change things. With some effort I got up from my place and let myself fall gently between your legs sensing that you were startled by how sudden everything was, I took your arms and put them around my shoulders so that you could give me a hug.
“Sometimes I wonder, what would happen if I found a soul like mine?”
“What do you mean dumbass?” Those ways you call me don't hurt me anymore Gojo, nothing hurts me anymore.
“I would like to find someone who loves me like I love that person, I want someone who loves me for who I am and not for what I do or what I can give them, I want someone who understands me and is there for me when needed, I would have loved to meet someone like that.”
“You and your love things.”
I know you don't understand them because you don't feel it the way I feel it for you Satoru, I know you don't feel it and you won't.
The sky was painted in dark colors and the clouds looked even more beautiful than before. I adore sunsets and even more so if it's with someone I love, even if that someone doesn't love me like I love them.
I wanted to tell you what I felt at that moment but I know that if I do you will live with that guilt that you did nothing to love me more and I don't like when you feel guilty, I wanted us to have a future in which we continued playing and being side by side like we've done since we were children but Satoru I can't do it anymore.
If I could be half of what you think of me, I could learn to do anything and maybe then you could love me for who I am.
I always thought I was bad but look at you, you are the best, how much I adore you and how much I love you.
Thank you for all these years my faithful friend, my confidant and my love, I will never be able to thank you for everything you have done for me, but at least I enjoyed all these years by your side my beloved, but it is time to go, maybe it hurts you that I'm leaving or maybe not, but I want to think that I am special to you and that at least in some way you love me, even if it's just as a friend.
Thank you for letting yourself be loved without knowing it.
“Thank you for seeing the cherry blossoms with me Satoru, thank you.”
“No problem, I don't mind doing this with you Y/N.”
You very rarely called me by my name, thank you for doing it in the end Satoru
“Satoru, I adore you.”
For the last time I felt my face get wet from the hot tears that I shed for the last time and for the last time I was able to see the cherry blossoms.
Closing my eyes along with the last beats of this sick heart.
Thank you Gojo Satoru, I love you.
The white haired boy felt his friend's body go limp in his arms, tightening the hug on the other body to feel its warmth.
“Did you fall asleep Y/N?”
His friend was finally in eternal slumber, it's a shame that the blue eyed boy didn't notice and slept next to his already dead friend.
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what about neil catches you stealing from his store and he decides to punish you?!?
Hi anon, thank you sm for requesting! So sorry about how long this took, i’m working through a lot of requests atm! I really like how this one turned out.. hope you enjoy :)
Lesson Learnt
Neil Lewis x Fem!Reader
! Smut Warning !
Tags: Light Spanking, P in V, Unprotected Sex, Punishment, Praise, Hair Pulling
You celebrated quietly under your breath as your curious gaze finally landed upon the tape you'd been scouring the shelves for, eyes flitting around the entire store, stood solemn in your chosen aisle. Judging by the vacancy of your surroundings, you gathered it safe to make your move. Casually, you seized the tape from the shelf, falsely examining it as though debating the blurb. Sporting a sly, narrow glance you slipped the possession into your bag among other belongings.
You browsed the racks a few moments longer, presenting as though considering other options, sweeping past other rows, examining the titles briefly as you did.
Typically, you would've purchased the video, however you'd found yourself rather skint at the present and - as a result - unopposed to the idea of swiping a few tapes for entertainment.
You snatched a second title from atop another shelf, popping it beside the other in your bag, loitering around the store for minutes further, as to avoid suspicion.
You made your way to the exit, reaching simply for the handle.
"Excuse me, miss." An unfamiliar, male voice spoke from behind you, and immediately you felt the plump of your cheeks begin to burn - Shit.
With a deep intake of breath, you turned on your heel, facing the voice.
Immediately, his eyes pierced a path to your own, arms folded firmly over his chest, and he nudged his head back, gesturing for you to accompany, "Follow me."
Your heart pounded mercilessly in your chest as you trailed after him toward the counter, then on past it, through to what appeared to be an office - his office.
He stuck his large, rather callous hand out, "Your bag, please."
Attempting miserably to calm your shallow breaths, you presented a torturously innocent smile, handing the bag over without any other choice.
Snagging it from your offer, he rummaged through your belongings, met with the clinking and shuffling sounds they created.
His plump, pinkish lips broke out into a victorious grin as he peered down, pulling a single tape between the clutch of his fingers.
"Listen.." It occurred to you only in the moment that you hadn't a clue of his name.
"Neil." He informed you, clearly picking up on your fumbling.
"Neil, I'm sorry," You began, face burning shamefully hot. Terrible, truly, the first time you attempted to shoplift, it went as wrong as it could possibly go.
"Save it." Neil sighed, "I mean really, you could steal from anywhere, and you chose a shitty video store, admirable really."
It certainly wasn't the conversation you'd anticipated, though none of the situation was.
"You haven't got any.. on you, have you?" He stepped so slightly closer, arms folded tightly across his broad chest, a brow raised as he ran his eyes over your form.
"Uh- Sorry?" You spluttered out after a quiet moment, "No.. No there's nothing on me."
He paused, eyes narrowing ever so little, "Not the most convincing." He chuckled, "I think I'll just have to run a check myself, that alright?"
You nodded, tossing only a mere moment's thought to the matter, and you felt the unfamiliar, somewhat intriguing, sensation of Neil's hands perching atop your shoulders. He stood, contented, behind you, hands roaming gently down your sides.
“I really am sorry, I..” A staple of breath hitched in your throat as his palms patted softly down your hips, cautious not to be overly handsy - though still curious, “Please don’t tell anyone.”
“You know that’s not really how this works, right?” Neil spoke, and you could feel the amusement of his smile by the skin of your neck, “If someone shoplifts, I don’t tend to go with the ‘nice job, see you round!’ approach.”
You knew that was true, obviously, however you figured there must be some value in trying.
“Just,” You breathed, his inspecting hands dancing down your thighs, patting softly around the washed jeans for anything he could deem abnormal, “Please don’t get the police involved.”
Finally, his tedious search drew to a close, and he stepped back opposite yourself.
"Please." You whispered.
As if examining an x-ray, you saw his mind further whirr, then he ran his slick tongue over his lips quickly.
“I have other ways of dealing with this, don’t worry.” Neil chuckled, the low sound reverberating through the air, his eyes burning against yours - it felt far more intense than you’d have liked.
His eyes wandered slowly over your face, as if your unbeknownst squirming only brought him amusement. Your heart thumped fast against the wall of your chest, unrelenting. Your stomach fluttered - nerves? Yes, excitement? Perhaps.
"Well, thieves can't go unpunished, right?"
The air felt thick, heavy as his gaze traced every inch of your face, now his turn to observe the way your mind began to whirr behind your eyes.
“Over my desk.” He spoke so suddenly, tone laced with an unmissable sense of cockiness.
You couldn’t quite bring yourself to grasp the situation, whatever it was. Somehow, you
managed to babble out the word, “Sorry?”
“You heard me, c’mon.” He furthered, “Don’t go and make things worse for yourself, sweetheart.”
He swung a lazy gesture toward his desk, and you felt your stomach burn with.. anticipation? Still washed with disbelief, you stumbled bashfully over.
His warm, establishing breath rumbled against the skin of your neck, pricking your attention as his fingers swept any loose hair from your ear, ensuring he was as close as possible. Neil’s hand cradled the small of your back, and he pushed your body slowly down, allowing you to ease along with him.
Your breath caught once more in your throat, his grasp venturing to the thick of your hips. Your clothed breasts met the sleek, wooden surface of the desk, pressing firmly against it as his fingertips crept to the fastening of your jeans.
A spark of arousal shot between your legs as he made light work of tugging the thick, crumpling material down your thighs, fabric ruffling around your knees as he bared them.
“Now, you gonna try and steal from my shop again?”
He landed a solemn, punishing slap to your ass upon his words, impatiently awaiting your answer. You slipped a deep, sharp gasp in response to the hit, offering a frantic, though small, shake of your head.
“Words, c’mon.” He demanded, callous palm crashing down on your behind once more.
You indulged another deep, unsteady breath, unable to discard the warmth tingling between your thighs, “I- Fuck- I won’t try and steal again..”
Neil let out another rich, low chuckle, hooking his fingertips beneath the band of your dampened underwear, “Better.”
He slid the thin, sodden silk down eagerly, baring your soaked cunt to his touch. He trailed one fingertip softly against your folds, eliciting a shaky gasp from your mouth, and you sunk your teeth into your lips in a desperate attempt to silence yourself.
The unmistakable sound of a belt buckle clinked out, jean material crumpling close by your naked, flushed skin.
“Spread those legs for me.” He instructed, lustful words fizzling through your stomach, only heightening your arousal as you obeyed his command.
His exhale was heavy, rather shaky.
“Fuck, look at that..” He cooed, fist wrapped loosely around his bare, hard length.
You felt the thick of his tip brush against your sopping folds, unable to prevent the breathy moan rolling from your tongue as he slid inside, slowly stretching you, the feeling leaving you sucking in a sharp breath as your fingers arched against the table.
“C’mon baby, take it..” He encouraged, groaning hoarsely as you took him within, “This is what happens when you act out.”
Arousal further slickened your thighs, butterflies swarming your stomach.
"F-Fuck.." You mumbled, the word helplessly overpowered by your exhale.
Somewhat abruptly, his hips jolted against yours, sending your body rocking against his, soon to be less, well-kept desk as his first thrust drove his skilful hips against your sensitised behind.
His pelvis smacked yours once more, finding a suitable pace, one he could deem both fulfilling and punishing.
Shamefully desperate, you whined out, feeling him snake one hand from its greedy grip of your hips and to your scalp, seizing a powerful grasp by your hair, raising your head ever so slightly, back arching as your eyes channelled upwards.
“Shame you can’t be well behaved, huh sweetheart?” Neil groaned, landing another punishing slap to the round of your ass, desk trembling beneath your bodies as his hips bucked relentlessly.
You simply whimpered, finding yourself only capable of that response; his bitter treatment thrilling you more and more.
His chuckle blended with yet another deep, rough grunt, “Not a shame for me, fuck, you feel so good.."
Shamelessly greedy, Neil snaked his hand from your hips and over the main focus of your stomach. He rested his flawless, eager touch on your lower-stomach, roaming over the rather prominent bulge he was responsible for with a prideful chuckle, “You feel that?”
He knew you did.
Your lids flickered, his digits looped tightly throughout your hair as your breasts repeatedly grazed the desktop in time with each thrust, “Yes..”
“So deep, hm?” He taunted, picking up the pace.
Unable to relent, your abdomen fluttered yet again, flushed skin smacking together in the cluster of humid air. The thick, twitching head of his cock hit your g-spot, snatching a keen, passionate gasp from your throat.
“Oh, right there, huh?” Neil mock-pouted, his tamed brows furrowed together as he hit the spot in the most torturous rhythm.
Feebly, you nodded, head still almost entirely supported by his controlled grip of your scalp.
“F-fuck, please..” You mumbled, his pace both rhythmic and taunting toward your most sensitive area.
Suddenly, he withdrew the tension, pulling out and leaving you nothing but confused. Immediately, both hands seized your bare, tired hips, making light work of pulling your body from the desk. Instead, he assisted in perching you atop the now disgruntled surface, quickly spreading your legs again.
“What? This is a punishment, I can’t let you enjoy it too much, now can I?” He teased, smirking infuriatingly as he angled himself back between your thighs, sliding back inside your warmth with a broken moan.
“And look,” He placed a rough, flushed hand to your jaw, squeezing your cheeks, channelling your eyeline directly with his own, “I can see that pretty face better now.”
Neil’s praise slithered down your spine, burning your face from beneath. His spare hand clutched hungrily at your ass, utilising the grasp in pulling you against his thrusts as he filled your cunt so perfectly.
Loose, dark strands of his hair cast themselves astray over his forehead, jaw tight and gritted as his cock twitched between your clenches.
Removing his selfishly angled hold upon your jaw, Neil inflicted the touch somewhere far different; between the part of your soaked thighs.
He moved almost desperately, pent-up groans fleeing his throat. Louder than any previous, you moaned against the sensation of his fingertips toying with the drastic, slick swell of your clit.
His damp, pinkish lips curved up, “You wanna cum?”
“Please.. Fuck, yes..” You mewled, pleading hopelessly, shamelessly as his digits worked unbelievably on your drenched, sensitive cunt, simultaneously filling it as a euphorically familiar sensation built in your stomach.
He mocked pondering, “I dunno, sweetheart, don’t think you deserve it.”
You let out exasperated breaths, watching the smugness contort his features.
“Please..” You begged, “I.. Fuck, I won’t do it again..” You scrambled for some form of convincing plea, endlessly tortured by the speed at which his fingertips developed, his cock thrusting deep.
"Oh, you won't?" Neil grunted, faulting hips slamming against yours, lips painted in a smug smile, "That desperate to cum on my cock?"
He applied the sweetest, most gratifying pressure where you needed it most of all, working in a stimulating unison with his length to bring you closer and closer.
"Fuck, that pussy's squeezing me so good.." He panted out, "I'm so close."
Suddenly, a familiar, tightly-wound knot snapped within your stomach, and your orgasm hit with the ferocity of a tidal wave, your legs trembling as the long-awaited force overpowered your body.
“Gonna make such a pretty little mess of you, teach you a fuckin’ lesson, hm?” Neil grunted, his tone gruff and quivering as he slipped out once more, breathing heavily as a burst of warmth coated your upper-thighs.
He groaned louder, more dishevelled as he came undone over your skin, features reddened and proud as he watched you peer down at his mark.
His chest rose and fell dramatically, a rather possessive feel to the manner in which he cupped your jaw, guiding your face to his, "Learnt your lesson?"
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A/N ::: I'm so fuckin' pissed at Tumblr right now. I had everything all done and the fucking thing wouldn't post. So, here's the bare bones of what I had.
MDNI UNDER THE CUT
THIS IS SMUTTY AND FLUFFY. IT'S FLUT. PLEASE JOIN ME IN ADDING THIS TO THE READILY AVAILABLE TAGS.
I LOVE THIS MAN. I NEED THIS MAN IN SO MANY WAYS I'VE LOST COUNT.
PLEASE ENJOY THIS. GIVE KAFKA THE LOVE HE DESERVES.
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING.
WC ::: JUST OVER 800.
"Ay-yo! Just what do you think you're doing? Mm, miss? I don't think my lady would appreciate you grabbing my ass like that. Especially since she's not around to defend what's hers." Kafka batted your hand away from his chest after you lightly smacked his cute little butt.
"Oh hush. If your 'lady' had any clue as to just how much of a stud muffin you are, she'd never take her sights off of that sexy dad bod you've got going on here." You climbed into the shower and stood behind him, pressing your still dry breasts against his soaking back.
"D-dad bod? But I - we - there are no kids. I don't have kids. I - we haven't even talked about having kids." He sounded like he was starting to panic.
"Calm down. Calm ..." You ran your hands from the fronts of his shoulders down his chest and lightly scratched his upper thighs with your nails, "down."
You felt him tense up beneath your fingertips before he pushed your hands away and turned to face you.
"Look, Miss...?" He backed you up against the shower wall and pressed his erection to your own cute, pudgy belly. "Eh, y'name's not important. I'll forget it anyway because my heart belongs to another. But I'm gonna make damn sure you never forget who I am."
Kafka grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head and he held them there with one hand. His other hand traced the swell of the outline of your left breast.
"Keep your hands there. Don't move them until I tell you to do so. Understood? Miss?" He was speaking so closely to your ear that you could feel the breath behind his words.
You nodded, looking a little taken aback by his behavior.
He grabbed your right thigh with his hand and hiked your leg up over his hip and pressed into you. You felt everything.
Kafka slid his hand from your thigh to your backside and lifted your other leg up to wrap around his waist. He slowly lowered you onto his cock, watching your face all the while.
"Miss, you're so tight. Can't say I've ever experienced anything quite like this before. Damn, heh."
You gasped as he fully buried himself inside of you. The warm water was making the entire experience even more enjoyable.
"I told you not to move, Miss. What part of that didn't you understand?" He growled at you.
Kafka shifted his hips and thrust himself into you with such force that you had to bite your lip to keep from screaming. His hands gripped your backside so tightly that you were sure he was going to leave bruises.
"Oh fuck!" You cried out, trying to free your hands from his grip.
"Ah, ah, ah. No. You stay right there." He bit down on your shoulder, drawing a moan from you.
Kafka continued to slam into you, and you could feel yourself starting to tremble from the intensity everything.
"K-Kafka! I-I'm gonna ... oh shit! Oh my god!" You tried to pull your arms away from him, but he wouldn't let go.
"Hold it. Not yet." He moved his hips in a circular motion, grinding into you.
"Please! Please, Kafka! Let me cum! Please!" You begged him.
"Alright. Go ahead, Miss. Cum for me." He released your wrists and held on to your hips with both hands, pushing himself deeper and deeper into you.
You dug your nails into his back and screamed his name as you finally released the tension that had been building inside of you.
"Ah, hah hah hah! Fuck, Kafka! Fuck!" You continued to moan as he slowed down his pace and gently slid out of you.
"That's it, Miss. That's a good girl." He groaned as he reached his own orgasm. You could feel him cum hard inside of you. Your walls pulsating around his throbbing dick.
He wrapped his arms around you and held you close, kissing your neck and shoulders. "Was that too rough? I didn't hurt you, did I, kitten?"
You were still trying to catch your breath. But you smiled and shook your head no, "Mm - Kafka, that was so hot. And where did you get the idea to call me 'Miss?'" You found yourself blushing, even after all of that you two just did.
"Mm-mm-mm. Jus' came to me. You uh, you liked it, huh?"
"Kafka, you were amazing." You pulled away from him and looked him in the eyes. "You are amazing."
He smiled and kissed you on the lips and gave your butt a playful smack.
You reached for the body wash and started to soap yourself up.
"I don't know about that, Miss. There's something about you that I find strangely irresistible." He winked at you.
"You are talking about me, right? You must be crazy." You teased him.
"Nah, just crazy happy."
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⚠️ploppy playbime chaper 3 spoiler and gore warnig ⚠️
the line goes so hard!!!!!1
(stupid dog getting me really into this stuid game and breaking my rain world streak grrr grrrr >:[ /pos)
pics without text under cut <3
#thanks to my dearest friend clover for making sure the letters are readable I wouldn't have been able to make it look swag without him <3#it turned out so gooood graaaaah#if I miss any tags please tell me I rarely post this kinda stuff so I'm not familar with them#poppy playtime 3#poppy playtime#catnap#dogday#the prototype#experiment 1006#blood#gore#spooky lmao I dunno I think that's all#anyways time to draw the silly kids bonding in their new flesh suits that they totally agreed to be in buh bye fo now :D
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original thief series basso & garrett :)
ngl, it's about quality over quantity for me. an npc can have a total of three minutes of screen time, but if they have a cool name, they can live rent free in my head and I'll spend several hours trying to decipher drawable features from a blurry screenshot of pixels
there is a vague hint of a story here, and that's because every time I try to play thi4f, I get incredibly frustrated with how Not Fun the game play is. like, is the story good? well. but it has a PLAGUE. that should've given it instant 'I'll replay this once a year' status in my heart, but the game play sucks so bad that I've never finished it. I can't believe Not Fun gameplay beat out my obsession with narrative plagues.
anyway, the idea is basically if the original era had a game with a plague centric narrative and some other stuff I liked out of thi4f thrown into a narrative blender, with a heavy dash of horror thrown in because some parts of the thief games were scarier to me than entire dedicated horror genre games.
⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app
#if i had a laptop and the skillset i would attempt a story mod because the thief modders who create whole mission stories#are GENIUS and also somewhat terrifying. love them! xoxox#anyway im actually kind of obsessed with parts of thi4f but its also like. not at that sweet spot of almost good enough to be fun#to talk about. which. for the record. has not stopped me from talking about it at length to people#the city itself actually fucking fascinates me. its almost alive and im SO mad that not a single part of that game is actually terrifying#it should be gnarlier and instead it feels a bit like it doesn't quite want to be trapped in the story it has to tell?#but between the level that has the bodies on the meathooks#and the scene with the bodies hanging from the rafters or whatever that was and garrett living in a clock tower#because the game is very much ALMOST about changing times and authoritarian violence and capitalism#(like. by virtue of how the story sort of spins out i think it misses it's mark on a lot of stuff here#in the sense that i dont feel like it actually wants to tell that story. it wants to. go in a different direction. or at least walk on top#of those themes instead of through it)#ANYWAY between all of those things. it does kind of live in my head rent free. they did create a compelling setting#SHAME THEY DIDNT WANT TO ACTUALLY EAT ANY OF IT#unrelated but i would've given thi4f a 10/10 if they kept garrett's fucking nail polish from the concept art. cowards. unforgivable#thief the dark project#i still have no idea how to tag the game series as a whole RIP#sorry for the dedicated dark project fans. if you know what the general series tag is. please let me know#garrett thief#basso thief
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'They love eachother' i say, as i draw them in situations that are, in fact, not loving.
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i return from the aether with starfire doodles
fire hair go brrrrrrr
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I love the prince fit so so much yall don’t understand
This is a redraw of art I did last year, original is below undercut!
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i think POM needs some. some medical help. Perhaps
#rain world#rain world oc#rain world iterators#sometimes i think about her#and also HIII MOSSy!!! hope you like it <3#eyestrain#bright colours#optical illusion#<- ? please tell me if I've missed any tags#pmpwbrrs#rw
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lila: he's your son.
diego: ?! no he's NOT
*some episodes later*
diego: he's my son!!
lila: lol no he's not
#the umbrella academy#tua spoilers#tua s3 spoilers#the umbrella academy spoilers#lila pitts#diego hargreeves#stanley#change my mind but that's basically what happened#bailey has thoughts#please tell me if i missed any spoiler tags !!!
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Back on my Card Captor Sakura kick and I really really want a magical girl story where the main character is an office worker in her mid 20s but everything else is exactly the same. Power of friendship, cute mascot character, fun outfits, literally everything is completely typical of the genre except the protag wakes up late for work instead of school and sometimes her and her friends go to the bar instead of a cafe
#she has a big presentation but oh no! a monster is loose in the street! Will she have time to save the city AND deliver her power point!?#the mysterious man who recently transferred to her department... what does he know!?#she has to work a little overtime but that means she's going to miss the premier of the TV show her and her mascot watch together! Oh no!#see I think it would be very fun#if there are any series like this (shows manga comics whatever) please tell me lol#fun talk tag#ccs
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I am really sorry if I seem really inactive on tumblr (since i'm more used to posting on ig) but let me make this clear.
I do not support genocide of innocents. Parents should never have to fish out their children under bombed rubble. Children should never get used to hearing the sound of bombs and the screams of their community or family. Journalists shouldn't have to fear being specifically targeted for the "crime" of documenting and spreading news about the ETHNIC CLEANSING of their people. Hospitals and the people who work in medical care shouldn't fear not being able to provide immediate help to those who are targets of GENOCIDE. A whole country of innocents' genocide shouldn't become normalized or seen as deserved.
And while this post is about mainly 🍉, this goes out to other countries who are currently going through a modern day genocide.
It hurts for me (someone who is especially sensitive to pain and suffering) to watch videos of these atrocities but imagine how the people who are going through these said atrocities feel? The best thing I (and hopefully the people who will see this post) can do is SCREAM for them. Boycott, protest, post all you can!
Genocide IS genocide. No ifs or buts.
#mooney says something#free palestine#free gaza#ceasefire now#palestine#congo#sudan#🍉#i am so sorry if i missed any countries in the tags please tell me which ones so i can add them to the tags
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♪ Musically Yours | Best Soundtracks of 2022 (based on prompt n. 6 from @kdramaspace and @userdramas' joint end-of-year event)
◌ Jué ài, Faye (Love Between Fairy and Devil)
◌ Fēng xī, Tiger Hu & Ye Xuan Qing (Who Rules The World)
◌ Twenty Five, Twenty One, Jaurim (Twenty Five, Twenty One)
◌ Just Watching You, Jeong Se-woon (Alchemy Of Souls)
◌ Chunhyang-ga, Lee Ji-hye I (Pachinko)
◌ Still Love You, Yoo Hwe-seung (Tomorrow)
◌ Hollow, Sød Ven (Blueming)
◌ Wanna Be Your Lover, Monday Kiz (Soundtrack no. 1)
#kdramaedit#cdramaedit#alx.gif#cljedit#who rules the world#2521edit#alchemyofsoulsedit#pachinkoedit#tomorrowedit#bluemingedit#soundtrack no 1#this is wayyyyyyy out of date believe me i am aware. i had a. technical issue. which is why i missed the rest of the prompts#but i really wanted to tell the world (hdhdhshd????) about my fav tracks lmao#the description in the 5th one is a bit wonky though bc i could NOT identify which verse she's singing and i had a limited amount of space#to give some context since i can't parse out the lyrics :(#TO THE CC BLOGS: if any of you want the tag removed or for me to modify the credits please let me know! i wasn't sure how to write it down
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Lionel Messi 🤝 Timo Boll
Wonder child
Lefty
Can effortlessly switch hands/feet and still make incredible shots
Stayed in one club for nearly all his career
Is/was the mvp of said club
Loved by everyone
A true players’ player
Has won pretty much every trophy there is
Has been no 1 with 36 +-1 years old
True sportsmanship
Humble
Introverted
Can't separate him from his respective mate/coffee
Really cares about and takes time for his fans
Just a guy™ with some massive talent and a hobby
No drama, unproblematic king
Married to childhood sweetheart
Been a pro athlete for way longer than normal people
Getting retirement questions in interviews and answering them with “I’ll play for as along as I enjoy it and haven’t thought of that yet”
Most importantly: adorable af
I rest my case.
#if anyone even cares about this#timo boll#table tennis#lionel messi#football#tenis de mesa#fútbol#I love one (1) type of athlete lmao#when timo was a child he also played football and in one game scored 9 goals#in the whole season he scored 90 goals#this was in u9#he also said in one on ones he’d lose because he’s a softy and not that tall/big lmao#and he'd just get thrown around#the parallels just keep adding up#please tell me there isn't anything problematic about messi that'd suck#I can't see timo boll being problematic in any way whatsoever but I'm hoping it stays that way lol#thanks for coming to my tedtalk#still here whoops did I miss anything? 🧐#I'm pushing the timo boll agenda hard but somebody needs to do it#even if that'll be me one post and ramble in the tags at a time 🫡#they are both so adorable
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rare lost media cooking mama x hylics dlc !!! all levels use oranges somehow.
version without gorma or title (tw because. half of gibby's head is on the cutting board and bleeding non detailed "blood" [juice])
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#hylics#gibby hylics#pongorma#tw decapitated head#i think?#please. tell me if i miss any tags as usual.
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