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kalitheinksimp · 1 month
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YIPPEE HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HUSBAND AND BOYFRIEND INK!!!!!!
Another year spent of me loving this silly little skeleton guy that exists on the internet and my brain that makes people around me question my sanity!!! Honestly, i don't regret it one bit~
Here's a tiny doodle I drew for celebration~!
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This is what reading manga does to my art style lmao-
Ahem- a lil Cringe-Emo-Lookin-Self-Indulgent-Emotionally-Vulnerable-Sappy art and personal stuff below the cut, uh.. also a bit of content warning, proceed only if you feel comfortable
Here's to another year with someone who quite literally brought colour to my life
Someone i could depend on, and be myself with
Someone who let me improve myself and my art
Someone who showed me I had potential, that it wasn't worth giving up
Someone i held onto when times were worst, when there was noone else to save me
Someone...who I loved more than myself. Who taught me to love myself too.
I am forever grateful for his existence. To others he might be just a character, just another drawing on a screen, but his existence has affected me alot. I can never feel the happiness i have gotten due to having him by my side, even if in imagination, from anything else.
He's who taught me true love. I would not be here without him.
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Thank you, and Happy Birthday, my most beloved Ink ♡
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isindogrusu · 2 years
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Birtakım kaligrafi çalışmaları. Zülküf yaptı.
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iambecomeahamburger · 2 years
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lavender and green in a nice way hehehe
No Crimson for Ellie? 😢
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Dear all,
I've been watching Netflix's BLUE EYE SAMURAI and I'm in love! And I know we are going to get a season two and that Mizu's origins will probably be explained much more but I wanted to give you some headcanon already. Here's how I think Mizu came to be. ________________________________________
Mizu's mother knew she was damned from the moment she laid eyes on the handsome foreigner.
Later, when it all went to hell, she'd often wondered why she fell for him so swiftly, so loudly. She cursed herself for not being able to control herself, but deep down, she knew why.
Those blue eyes.
All of her friends and suitors had dark eyes, nearly black. Her people, from lowly farmers to extravagant prostitutes, had eyes like the night. Eyes that could hide so much.
Once, left unattended, she had wandered the halls of her family urban estate, ventured beyond the walls of their dwelling at night. There was a large party going on in the town square, her parents were in attendance. She easily slipped the mind of her supervisor, an old woman that didn't dare tell her parents she was becoming too blind to take care of a six-year old.
From the shadows, a beggar had emerged, eager to take a hostage, already spending the money he'd get from her ransom.
His brown eyes had been filled with darkness.
She still remembered the panic, running away from him. He caught her all the same. What chance did a six year old have against a grown man?
She could fell his bad breath on her face as he squeezed her against his torso uncomfortably.
"I'm going to make a lot of money from you, little girl."
She screamed.
Then she felt blood splattering on her face as a samurai cut down her attacker.
"What were you doing out on your own?" he asked, kneeling down to meet her eyes. His blade was still wet with blood.
"I just wanted to... see the party..." she stammered,
"You can't!" The man sheated his sword. "Danger is everywhere for a girl like you. Do not forget that."
Her parents didn't let her go out much after that. The old lady was fired, the samurai promoted.
She'd never forgotten those dark dark eyes. But she hadn't stopped wandering, either.
Growing up a noble was quite boring. Other children could play; she had lessons in kaligraphy, weaving, economics. She was taught to read and write, how to ride horses. She snuck into the library often, reading the mightiest tales of adventure.
"A lady must know how to sew" a younger copy of the blind woman told her, when she pricked herself with a needle again. Her hair was raven black still, her hands steady.
"You are of an age to be wed now, miss. You need to be careful."
Angry, she'd stormed off to the library.
The samurai, who was now much older, gray showing in his beard, her father's most trusted advisor and most important bureaucrat, had found her there an hour later sitting on the floor reading a book.
"What are you doing in here?"
"Hiding."
"Why?"
"I don't want to marry."
"You will have to. Not long from now, too"
"Spare me the lecture on duty. I'm not in the mood. "
He crouched down, looked somber. "You will have to get better at getting in the mood, then. There are few choices for a lady like you, unfortunately."
She sneered. "So I just do whatever my dad wants. Marry whoever he chooses?"
The old man shook his head. "I'm sorry. Love is not in the cards for you, milady. That's the way it is."
The young girl turned her head, refusing to look him in the eye. "You're no better than the man you saved me from, all those years ago."
The old man sighed, then stood up.
"You know nothing of suffering, milady. You've lived your entire life with food in your stomach, servants to satisfy your every whim. I pray you will learn to appreciate what you have."
"I will appreciate marrying a powerful man for my dad's influence, sure."
"Just promise me one thing."
She looked at him.
"Do not forget danger."
"I promise, wise one."
He rolled his eyes, turned around. Then he walked away. It was the last time she saw him.
And despite his warning, despite her reassurance to heed danger, she'd forgotten to do just that.
During a long boring night of trying to find a suitor, half a week later, Mizu's mother slipped out of the estate, made her way to the town square.
Her supervisor, younger this time, didn't know the estate like she did, found her attention elsewhere and then couldn't find the girl once refocussed.
She went to the town square once again. This time, there was no samurai to save her. He'd been called away, there was conflict somewhere.
She took a cup of strong liquor out of someone's hands, danced. The village was watching in disgust. A lady shouldn't behave like that. The noblemen weren't even near the dancing crowd.
In Japan, modesty was virtue.
But the man she danced with that night wasn't Japanese.
He was loud and brazen and blue-eyed. He knew he wanted her the second he saw her.
"How are you tonight, lady?" he asked her, elegantly adjusting to her rhythm.
He was a foreigner, but she didn't care much about that. His Japanese was heavy, each word pronounced with a heavy drawl. His hands were strong.
"I'm doing well, lord."
"Could I have this dance?" he asked.
Bold. Foreign.
Exiting.
She looked into his eyes. In the dim light, they seemed to shine.
She gave him her hand.
"Yes."
They danced and danced and then she found herself underneath him. He made her see stars. She was never allowed to watch those, back home. He was a powerful man, that she knew from the clothes she tore off his body, but he was kind.
When they were lying on the bed afterwards, her slowly drawing circles on his chest, she asked him what he did for a living.
He smiled. "I trade."
Suddenly, all the alarm bells were ringing. White traders in Japan were normally not smooth-skinned talkers like this. They were criminals, trading drugs and weapons.
And flesh.
"I need to leave" she said, attempting to get out of the bed.
His hands pressed down on her slightly, but commanding. "I don't think you do."
His eyes, warm hours before, were cold now. Not sea, but sheets of ice.
She didn't escape his grasp again. No samurai, no mentor, no one to save her, nor the baby that was developing in her belly.
For 4 years, she was taken around Japan. She was beautiful, yes, and young. She found ways to make herself... "useful". Her parents had stopped looking for her. The old samurai died in his bed, wondering where she was.
She and her child were neglected, but not starved. She lived a life in a cage on the second floors of large castles while her white devil traded lives, drugs and guns. While he terrorized Japan. Her only contact was with a woman of old age.
A woman of her age, she corrected. She wasn't young anymore. Not like she used to be. A kind woman, doing her best to take care of the mother and daughter.
This was not the life she wished on her child. Mizu, she'd named her. Water. After the ocean in her eyes.
One faithful day, she saw her white captor come home with another girl. She knew it wouldn't be long before she'd fall for him too.
Before her and her little baby were no longer kept around for entertainment. She needed to act, and needed to act now.
Before he decided to turn her into one of the trophies she saw hanging on the wall.
She knew of a village, by the sea. Far away from Edo, out of reach for the white bastard. Best fish in the area. She'd been there, once.
She also knew that the front door was locked with a large key only the white devil had access to.
She knew he liked it ugly. She knew where he kept his stash of ryu.
One day, when the woman came to take care of her, she made her case.
"Please help us get out of here" she begged the lady. But she shook her head.
"I can't. He'll kill me, and there is nowhere we can go. "
"Please! Haven't you seen what he does to the other kids once they are old enough to talk?"
The woman nodded. His other bastard children lived in cages, three levels lower, or were sold into slavery once they were old enough. Mizu, a pretty and blue-eyed Japanese girl, would earn the white devil a fortune.
"I'll think about it."
For two weeks, the servant struggled. It was the right thing to do, right?. But it could get her killed. She twisted and turned in her bed. Those blue eyes...
After two weeks she'd made up her mind.
"I can't help you. I'm sorry."
"Please. You have to. He'll kill us."
"I can't take you both!" She screamed. Too scared, too cowardly. Too weak to carry the woman.
"Please, at least take her. Take her and go far from here." Her mother pleaded. "I'll pay you to take care of her. "He keeps his money.."
"I know where he keeps his money!" The lady screamed. "Don't you think I want to get out of here too?"
The mother's voice broke. "Please. I'll do anything. I don't want this life for Mizu."
She took off her necklace. Expensive. Gold.
"Here. Sell this. I'll distract him so you can get to the key. But please, take care of Mizu."
The caretaker looked at the jewelry. It was refined gold, a large gem in the middle. She'd be able to sell that for a lot of money. Live in the countryside with a child, the one thing life had denied her.
"What about you?"
The woman smiled. She lifted the hem of her shirt. A large black spot showed, just below her ribcage. Red streaks were already creeping up her arms.
"He hit me three days ago. Had all his rings on. Broke the skin, and he didn't clean his hands after trading opium."
The older woman looked, in shock. "What... what does.."
"I'll be dead soon. Too weak to make an escape myself. But I'll distract the white devil. Just promise me she will be safe."
The old woman nodded, pocketed the necklace. "I promise."
"His gold is in a locker. 5.000 ryu. You'll need to bribe the guard and get passage away from here."
She nodded, planning her escape. The two women looked at each other. About the same age, one weakened by sepsis, the other terrified of the life ahead of her.
"Thank you"
They nodded to each other.
Three hours later, she sat nearly naked at the dinner table, hands shaking. Mizu was with the other woman, ready to run.
When the white man came in, fresh from the port, he looked suprised. But then he grinned, slid his hands over her exposed shoulders. "What are you doing, darling?."
She shivered. It wasn't cold. "I want to please you, lord."
He lifted her out of her seat, her breast pressing against his chest as she messed with his belt. Her hands were shaking so bad she couldn't get it open.
"You Japanese woman are all the same. Whores for white cock."
The other woman snuck into the bedroom as the white man had his way with her on the table.
She lifted the key off the hinges, hid the baby in her robes, took the gold.
She disappeared like a thief in the night.
"WHERE IS MY GOLD!?" the white man thundered the day after. The sound boomed through the castle, reached the woman in her cell, woke her up.
He stormed in, smacked her in the face. "Where!?"
She smiled at him. She had a high fever, could feel death approaching. She would soon meet her old samurai again. "You'll never find it. "
The white man pulled a knife. His blue eyes were cold as ice. "Where is the kid, then? The blue eyed bastard?"
"She'll never be a slave. And you won't sell her."
She felt the tip of his blade open the skin of her throat. "Tell me!" he commanded.
"You'll never find her, and I won't tell you."
He let her go, roared.
When the blade came down, she was smiling.
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pinkykats-place · 1 year
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BKDK Mermaid AU Mer Bakugo x Human Deku
AO3 SFW Recommendations
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Disclaimers!
None of the stories linked below are mine!
All are SFW … still check tags
Credit to @hotpotatopotat for the fan art.
Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!
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Human Treasures by @kaligraphy
Summary: Mina convinces Katsuki to help two humans trapped in their sinking boat in the middle of the storm. Katsuki, for all his claims of disliking humans, seems to find one human rather pretty.
{One Shot}
Rated - Teen & Up
whirlpool by pinchingzuku
Summary: He still didn’t know how he, a mer, ended up being friendly with a human of all things. It still made his brain spin and his fins flicker in annoyance, maybe less than he would have liked, but still.
And definitely didn't expect to see him again, and again, and again.
{One Shot}
Rated - General Audiences
The sound of the waves by Ana_Writes
Summary: Love is beautiful, everyone knows that. Everyone sees it differently. For some it's the feeling, for others it's the person.
For Izuku? For Izuku it's the sound of the waves.
Being in love with a merman isn't normal or easy but Izuku knows he'll do anything to see Katsuki's face, feel his scales on his skin and hear the soft hum of the waves.
{One Shot}
Rated - Teen & Up
tides by kindaopps
Summary: A new lease of life, then, for this poor boy. 
A whim, nothing more. Katsuki’s good deed of the day. It’d be a waste, to let the life he’d saved slip away in a blink of an eye. 
Katsuki ignores the treacherous voice inside him that tells him that his whim had something to do with the dream-like, nebulous future that Katsuki saw in glimpses.
One Shot | SFW
Rated - n/a
Not Your Typical Tail by Cyberneticstar
Summary: The Little Mermaid AU where Bakugou takes the place of Ariel. And he's not falling for any of that 'love at first sight' or 'damsel in distress' bull shark shit.
Complete | 10 Chapters
Rated - Teen & Up
Sharks and ocean predators by @silverynight
Summary: He's ready to dive in, when he sees a very weird black and dark orange fin, it looks like a shark's. He knows sharks are not usually aggressive, but he doesn't want to upset it, so he decides to stay on the boat for a while, hoping it doesn't see anything interesting and decides to go away.
However, the shark doesn't go, instead it bumps into Izuku's small boat a couple of times until the green haired boy falls into the water.
Izuku closes his mouth and opens his eyes to see the creature and realizes that's not a shark but a merman; he's never seen one like him before. Uraraka's fin is completely different from his; from the waist down he looks like a black shark and the rest of him looks like a blond boy with red eyes, sharp teeth and well built body.
{One Shot}
Rated - Teen & Up
mer-made in heaven by Fangirl_on_fire
Summary: Over the next few weeks, Izuku kept returning to the cove. He brought a few gifts for Katsuki—slices of dried kelp, a pretty shell, things he had figured out mermaids often liked from his studies at the laboratory—but Katsuki never reacted beyond a slightly interested lift of his eyebrows. Still, Izuku was lucky just to have the attention of the most gorgeous person he had ever seen, mer or human.
As if it weren’t enough that Katsuki was devastatingly handsome, he was cute, too, with the way he scrunched his nose up when the sunlight hit his eyes or he idly splashed his tail in the water.
{One Shot}
Rated - Teen & Up
Tidal Wave by LoonyLoomy
Summary: When a young Izuku goes to the beach one day to find a boy with a lionfish tail, he's immediately enchanted. Katsuki is the coolest friend: confident, talented and bursting with amazing stories about life underwater. Little do the boys realise, however, that a mistake can change everything in the blink of an eye.
Incomplete | 6/? Chapters
Last Updated 2020 
Rated - Teen & Up
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kaligraphy · 2 months
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hiiiii! i offer another capri fic!
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doodleladi · 2 years
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Zutara Big Bang 2022
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[id: digital painting with red, textured background with inconsistent black scale pattern. Two golden eyes staring at the viewer are in the top half, with the left one scarred. Below is the fic title 'Closing the Distance' in white uppercase letters. Below the title are Zuko and Katara from the waist up, posed in profiles and facing each other. They are both painted in full colour. Zuko has two horns on each side of his forehead. Both have their long hair down and are without clothes. The red background texture covers parts of their chests. End id]
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Art for Closing the Distance by @kaligraphy
So excited to finally post this!! Twas a long time coming but it feels like home to be drawing zutara again.
Make sure to check out the fic & keep your eyes peeled for the grand author reveal next week!
@zkbigbang
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kybelles · 4 months
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nine people i’d like to know better
tagged by @castironnbitch 🫶🏼
last song: god control - madonna
favourite colour: it’s a tie between purple and red tbh
last movie/tv show: i’ve recently finished heaven official blessing’s second season
sweet/savoury/spicy: this is a difficult question cause i’m such a gluttonous freak but atm i’m crazing something sweet so let’s go with that
last thing i googled: kavala cookies recipe (see the previous answer)
current obsession: yuwu by meatbun! the tempo was slow at the beginning but i’m loving it nowadays
last book: again yuwu part 1
looking forward to: see my sister in march 🥺
tagging: @zumurruds @merrivia @chastillon @meidebenne @wrenaspun @cxinis @kaligraphy and anyone else who’d like to participate ‼️
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ao3feed-damenlaurent · 2 months
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all things soft and beautiful and bright (would be buried with him)
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/nXvwEFa by Kaligraphy "My dear comrade's dead — Patroclus — the man I loved beyond all other comrades, loved as my own life — I've lost him..." -The Iliad by Homer, translated by Robert Fagles, Book 18, lines 94-96 The promise of a happy life, broken. The same can be said for Laurent's heart. Words: 5953, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Captive Prince - C. S. Pacat Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Categories: M/M Characters: Laurent (Captive Prince), Damen (Captive Prince), Nikandros (Captive Prince), Original Characters Relationships: Damen/Laurent (Captive Prince), Laurent & Nikandros (Captive Prince) Additional Tags: Non-Linear Narrative, Background Character Death, Inspired by Achilles and Patroclus of Opus (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), that is a tag apparently. good :), The Iliad References, Angst, Fluff, can i tag this as a happy ending because it technically ends on a happy moment, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt No Comfort, POV Laurent (Captive Prince), POV Nikandros (Captive Prince), Grief/Mourning, also inspired by Alexander the Great and Hephaestion read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/nXvwEFa
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night-heron-writes · 2 years
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Picrew time! I found this lovely picrew and decided i had to share!
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tagging: @kaligraphy, @tiny-katara, @solborealis, @zutara-galore, @burst-of-iridescent, @ekwolfwriter-blog, @muddied-waters​, and @iambecomeahamburger​
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zutara christmas positivity tag
merry christmas zutara fam! to celebrate this festive period i thought it would be nice to do a positivity tag and celebrate our wonderful little community <33
rules: tag 10 zutara blogs (blogs that aren’t for zutara alone but ship zutara are fine!) and tell them something you love about them or their blog!
of course, i’ll start us off:
1. @stars-and-darkness-main ella my beloved your posts are always a slay. i love all the cool tidbits of information i get from your blog and of course, your taste in ships is *chef’s kiss*
2. @theotterpenguin bestie your metas are so well thought out and eloquent that i honestly don’t even need to read them to know they’re an instant reblog. if you’re not following el then... what are you even doing with your life? 
3. @kaligraphy my sweet child i adore your lovely headcanons. you singlehandedly made me a kuzaang and rozin shipper, and we all know atla would be so much better if you were in charge of it. 
4. @night-heron-writes as much as you slander me, darling lea, i love how incredibly knowledgeable you are (as your many AUs will prove) and for being the calm, level headed rock of the cillana family! 
5. @ilovegirlsgeneration dear jehona, thank you for your amazingly unique blend of chaos, and your talent at memes. even when i shake my head in concern, i can’t help but laugh at your antics. 
6. @thevictorianghost i love how much we share in common, and the wide array of media and topics we can chat about! i always look forward to seeing your messages in my DMs <3
7. @solborealis darling sol, where would we be without your cool headcanons and your heartwrenching angst (let alone setting up our wonderful server)? zk fandom truly has so much to thank you for. 
8. @katara-stan-club air, your blog just has everything a person could need. whether it’s zutara fanart, important information, or telling terfs to fuck off, i know i’ll always love your posts! 
9. @wingchunwaterbender i always look forward to your tags on my posts! the zutara content you post slaps every time, and i also love how much you discuss issues of social justice and use your platform for good. 
and of course, saving the best for last: 
10. @tiny-katara my beloved wife, i can’t even list just one thing i love about you and your blog because i love it all. from the way you slay anons to your wonderful taylor swift series that began our friendship to your excellent metas, your blog has everything a zutara stan could ever want. if anyone isn’t following cilla yet, do it rn because trust me, you’ll never regret it <333
edit: lmao i’m fucking stupid and forgot to actually tag anyone but i’m tagging everyone mentioned in the post and anyone else who wants to do it!
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kalitheinksimp · 1 month
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New pfp guys how we feelin
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Kinda a tiny bit proud of it ngl-
Og Ink sans belongs to comyet
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moneneki · 2 years
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Closing the distance
For this @zkbigbang 2022, I worked with... someone @kaligraphy, who wrote the incredible fic, Closing the distance (bittersweet ending, the tags warn you, but lemme tell you, it's totally worth it. What's not to love with Dragon!Zuko and Soulmates in a modern AU?).
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I loved working with the team of this project, and participating with the whole event!
Version without text under the cut ^w^
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konggodzuko · 1 year
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Even more no-context graphics I've made for the CAZ (Crusty Ass Zutara Server)
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Special appearances by mods @solborealis @tiny-katara @burst-of-iridescent (contact them for access!) as well as other members @kaligraphy @sxnkisses @homeagainrose @ilovegirlsgeneration @termaitz
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altmaitz · 2 years
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The Seasteryens: A Crusty Ass Family 
wake up all, new family tree just dropped.
featuring: @azmonic , @homeagainrose , @solborealis , @konggodzuko , @burst-of-iridescent , @tiny-katara , @muddied-waters , @susiesundrop , @coffinofthevine , @ilovegirlsgeneration , @night-heron-writes , @kaligraphy , @sxnkisses , @ekwolfwriter-blog , @dumbcircusbitch , @willowdove , and yours truly ( @termaitz )
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drakonic · 1 year
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tag game!! (i realize i have a lot in my notifs i'm sorry 😭)
here is the template + my response :) check mine off to do a bingo + then create ur own! hehehehe. not my template! if someone wants to claim it, lmk and i can @ u for creds hehe
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@muddied-waters @tiny-katara @burst-of-iridescent @termaitz @azmonic @susiesundrop @kaligraphy @sxnkisses @hneyteacup @ok-boomerang
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