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fullerthanskippy · 3 months
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For those who prefer to read on tumblr over AO3, here is the newest chapter I posted today! I'll be posting in both places to get maximum eyes on the work. Now do enjoy, because I made myself horny on the LORD'S DAY to write this, as Skippy would have wanted!
(tagging those who showed love on the original post! @itsalinh, @fanfic-keeps-me-sane, @alexgraphyy, @arrpegio, @hawklovesskippy)
Here are some important visuals for you lovely readers: Picture 1950s Hawk and Tim for the 2012 flashbacks, okay? That innocent little dorky Skippy smile melts my fucking heart. And I personally find Hawk to be very daddy in the 50s (before he was actually even a daddy). I'm thinking up titles, and I have a playlist of songs going that will inspire certain chapters of the book, so chapter titles will be coming soon as well with lyrics of songs that inspired each installment. Gird your loins, we're jumping right into some light to medium smut. ***
The loud music thumped in Tim’s ears as he pushed through the crowded bar. It was the first weekend of his graduate program at Georgetown and he, against his better judgment, agreed to meet up with some classmates he met at orientation. He never went out much in undergrad, mostly opting to stay in his dorm room and study or catch up on his shows while his other peers stumbled through the streets of the small college town.
Now that he had one degree under his belt, he felt like it was time to be a damn adult and see what the bar scene was like in his new city. Besides, at least he was now 21 and didn’t get that pins-and-needles feeling across his skin when he handed a bouncer his ID. Even if his fake that he’d acquired through his freshman roommate did look enough like him and he had memorized the address and date of birth of the man on the card, it still made him extremely squirrely and anxious and usually resulted in ducking out of the line and telling his friends he forgot he had work he needed to catch up on.
The bar was dark and filled with bodies, Tim’s brow already beginning to sweat as the music pulsated with his heartbeat. He finally shoved his way up to the bar and shouted for the bartender to bring him the same beer the guy before him had just ordered. He set down enough cash to cover the single beer as well as a tip, and turned his back toward the bar.
Tim leaned back against the counter, elbows propped up behind him on either side. He perused the crowd for anyone he recognized from orientation this past week. His gaze failed to fall upon any familiar faces, but he did catch the eye of another man across the bar. His heart leapt into his throat and he took a sip of the amber colored ale to try to push it down.
The man was older than him by at least ten years. This was not a concern for Tim, as most of his past lovers were well above his own demographic. The man was sipping his cocktail through the skinny black straw bobbing over the top of the drink. His blue eyes were locked on Tim, and Tim could feel his cheeks getting hot.
He subtly tried to look to his right and left to make sure that the man’s eyes were, in fact, trained on him. The man removed his lips from his drink and one corner of his mouth drew upward, indicating that Tim’s attempt at being covert had definitely failed. Tim let out a breathy chuckle to himself and threw the man a wink. Taking this as an invitation, the man began to walk towards him.
Tim pushed his back off the bar and began walking to meet the man on the dance floor. Though he did not go out much to the college bars with his friends over the past four years, he had plenty of experience meeting men in bars around his hometown. He knew the game and he had to admit, he played it well.
The man’s eyes never broke contact as they squeezed through a sea of bodies to get to one another. Once they reached each other in the mass of drunken college students, the man leaned down into Tim's ear, and just loudly enough over the music, said, “Your lips look so pretty wrapped around that beer bottle.”
Tim’s breath caught in his throat at the man’s forwardness. He’d encountered many a pickup line, but none that sent the blood rushing from his head and into his pants quite like that one. The man towered over him by at least 5 inches, to where Tim had to crane his neck up to meet the man’s gaze. Using his thumb and forefinger, Tim adjusted his thick framed glasses and on tiptoe, he placed his mouth right next to the man’s ear. His voice came out deeper than he expected, and thank God, because inside he felt his heart squealing like a little girl.
“So you think I’m pretty?”
With his one free hand, the man grabbed Tim’s waist and pulled him close. Tim was pleased with his choice of words, as he could now feel the man’s hard-on pressed against his leg. It took every ounce of self control Tim had not to rip this man’s clothes off in front of all these people. The man read Tim’s mind, or perhaps recognized the animalistic look in Tim’s eyes, as he grabbed Tim’s hand and began leading him off of the dance floor.
Once they reached the edge of the crowd, the man wasted no time before setting both of their drinks down on an empty table and pushing Tim against the nearest surface, which was the wall next to the men’s bathroom. Tim’s back was against the wall with the man’s massive hand cradling the back of his neck. The man used his other hand to place it under Tim’s stubble and tilt his chin up until their lips were millimeters apart, both men breathing heavily.
“Do you do this often?” Tim asked breathily. “Cruise for younger men at the college bars?”
“Ouch,” the man had a pained expression, though the sultry smirk never left his lips. “How old do you think I am?”
Tim gently nipped at the man’s neck, trailing light kisses upward until he reached the man’s ear. “Old enough to know better than to start something unless you want to finish it.”
The man pressed his hips against Tim’s, closing the space between the two of them and kissing Tim so deeply that he nearly choked on his breath. “How about this,” the man said as he pulled away from Tim’s desperate lips. “I’m gonna go close my tab, and when I get back here, if you’re still here, I’d like for you to come home with me.”
Tim rocked his hips against the man one more time before pulling away, “I’ll go get us a cab.” The man practically growled in Tim’s ear, placed a sloppy kiss just below Tim’s earlobe, and turned his attention back toward the crowded room. Tim watched as the man’s broad, muscular shoulders and back towered over the tiny women he had to push through to get back to the bar. He felt a surge of pride as he watched these college girls ogle at the man he was about to go home with. If only they knew, he thought, that the man’s stature clearly translated to other things of impressive size, if the feeling against Tim’s thigh had been any indication.
Tim finally tore his gaze from the man as he turned and exited the back door of the bar. As he stepped out into the hot August night, his ears still ringing from the loud music, he looked down the street and held up a hand to hail a taxi. A handful of other people were on the curb trying to do the same, a group of raucous frat boys jumping in the first cab that pulled up. Just as well, Tim thought. His suitor had not met him out back yet anyway.
Just then, the back door of the bar opened and his conquest emerged into the dark night. It did not require many strides of his long legs before he was back in front of Tim, grabbing his face and driving their lips together. The man’s lips were hot on Tim’s as he closed the space between their bodies once again. Tim felt something twitch in his pants at the thought of onlookers in this dark alley behind the bar, watching the two men, all hands and lips and teeth.
The man leaned down to kiss and bite at Tim’s neck, just above the collar of his shirt. While the man was sucking and licking at a spot of his skin, Tim took in the surroundings. He was sure the man was going to leave a mark, but he would be lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying a bit of voyeurism. Groups of girls whispering as they passed the men, missing available taxis that passed by because they were too busy in their moment of passion.
Then, Tim saw a man leaning up against the back door of the bar, having a smoke just under the bright security light that lit up the back alley. With two fingers, the stranger removed the cigarette from between his lips as he kept his eyes locked on Tim, his expression unreadable. Tim threw his head back as his own stranger placed his hand on his ass, clawing desperately at the smaller man. The man with the cigarette ashed it on the brick wall of the bar, ran a hand through his hair, and folded his arms. He wasn’t even pretending not to watch. He was enjoying the show that Tim was putting on for him.
Tim created a fantasy in his head of the stranger joining himself and his suitor in the back of the cab, the three of them fervently swapping sloppy kisses on the way to the original man’s home. Though he already had one man locked in for the night, the man who was whispering absolute filth in Tim’s ear about all the things he wanted to do to him, Tim couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to have the two men worshiping his body at once. The dimly lit stranger shifted on his feet, appearing to become uncomfortable at the tightness in his own pants.
The fantasy world Tim had created was fractured when his suitor pulled away and finally flagged down a taxi. He opened the car door for Tim like a gentleman and slapped Tim’s ass as he climbed into the back seat. The man told the driver the address of their final location for the night. As the cab began pulling away from the bar, Tim watched as the stranger stomped out his cigarette, turned on his heels, and disappeared into the dark of the night.
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bitchkay · 1 year
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Court of darkness ships
Explained *biased and /hj*
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Guy x Toa
Oh this just reeks of trauma and internalized homophobia you broken broken men!
Do you actually hate him or do you hate him because your attracted to him and you've been conditioned to think that's wrong and sinful and your channeling all that into anger toward the person your the person your attracted to and supposed to hate more than anybody and the "feuding families" provides you with an excuse.
Like babe closet is glass, its giving obsession, fan behavior, go be homoerotic somewhere else😐
Mfs glare at each other so often you think they're staring into each other's eyes
Mfs are about to kiss💀💀
Spouting insults at eachother at any chance they get
Gay as hell to have an arch nemesis, tf he arching? His back?
"I can't stand the sight of you" "I hate the sight of you more" like bruh might as well be a declaration of love💀
Guy x Fenn
This fanfic.
If you tell me these two haven't had sexual intercourse you're lying.
They've literally kissed before
IN CANON‼
MULTIPLE TIMES‼‼
Guy lets that man get away with a little too much with him if you get what I mean🤨🤨
Guy x Jasper
What straight man acts like thatt!!
Again the closet is glass
You don't have to act like you not boyfriends we already know, you straight up be flirting in front of everyone anyway
Nah cus why they act like a married couple in their honeymoon phase💀💀
The other princes have a valet, Guy gets a life partner💀
These two act like they're in a polyamorous relationship with MC no matter which one MC is specifically dating
No way these two haven't kissed
They walk into a room together and the air gets a little fruitier
Hold on-
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🤨🏳️‍🌈⁉️
Guy x Roy
It's giving "I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me"
Roy literally gets jealous when other people have Guys attention
Roy's lil boy crush on Guy is sometimes a little embarrassing like bro is whipped💀💀
Like bro is so in love with him💀💀
Guy x Lynt
Guy secretly likes being cuddled.
This pairing is proof nobody can say no to Lynt
"Let go of me, I'm not your pillow." *dosen't struggle* *makes no effort to move* *ends up either napping with him or staying there the whole time for Lynts comfort*
Lynt likes Guys smell and Guy simply does nothing about it
I bet Lynt can tell when Guy uses a new body wash
Toa x Lynt
I've learned the ship name for this qelkedia and I love it
this fic.
Nah but for real tho these two are actually besties like
Lynt was the first person to give Toa a candy when they were children, if that doesn't sound like the beginning of a budding romance idk what is🙄🙄
Like imagine it, Toa(🏳️‍🌈 in denial) crushing on Lynt this cuddly cute bean and every time he does Toas having a major internal gay panic cus "I swear I don't like men, this is just normal Lynt behavior"
The internalized homophobia is hitting😳
Lynt x Roy
Imagine Lynts consort path right
Except Lynt and Roy fall in love instead.
That's all I have to say about that.
Roy also takes care of Lynt😭😭
Who else would be fully willing to CARRY Lynt to their S rank lectures because he wants him to go to class for once and its apparently common😭😭
"Will you carry me?" "If I must"
That's his boyfriend yall.
Violet x Jasper
Tell me they're not exes. I dare you
They used to date and Jasper did something (cus let's be honest why wouldn't it be Jaspers fault) and that's why Violet doesn't trust him
"Be wary of Jasper, he is a bad bad man" "to what do I owe such slanderous claims😊" "YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHY"
"While I have you here, would you join me in town for a drink?" "Would you happen to be inviting me out on a date?" "Maybe I am😏" "THERE YOU GO AGAIN, FLIRTING WITH ANYTHING THAT WALKS" "you wound me, not just anyone meets my standards😏" "... do you enjoy lying Jasper?"
Tension so thick you can cut it with a knife.
Violet does however trust him and respect him as a valet but she will drag his name through the dirt if she can help it
Half the time she wont even say his name outright💀 it's always some iteration with spectacles💀💀
Idk for some reason I can see them having a reconciliation like say Jaspers in the valets quarters and Violet comes in but like is trying to avoid him but ultimately fails and then they're left alone in the valets quarters and idk have a heart to heart or some shit
Violet x Grayson
Tell me they wouldn't be drinking buddies at some point
So many times over in events and consort routes has Violet gotten drunk after being dumped by a man
Like if she was just broken up with best believe she'll pick up a bottle, and look Gray can't hold his liquor for the life of him
What ever happens happens I rest my case.
Like Grayson would obviously refuse a drink knowing he can't control himself when hes intoxicated but Violet, probably way deep in her cups by now and really emotional dosen't wanna drink alone and probably doesn't wanna be alone in general since she just got dumped so Gray gives in promising to pace himself which doesn't work cus Grayson guzzles liquor down like juice like he doesn't know he a fucking lightweight
Again whatever happens happens, let them decide how they feel about it once they're sober
Violet x Tino
These two are besties yall
Violet complains about men meanwhile the perfect man is right there🙄
Tino has nursed her back to health when drunk after being dumped multiple occasions carrying her to bed making sure shes safe(canon)
Stop looking for love and let love find you baby girl😩😩
Like I can imagine Tino carrying an almost black out drunk Violet to her room cus another man decided to be fucking BLIND and like Tino leaving a glass of water at her bedside and Violet deciding to be clingy is like whoa Tino don't go😣😣 and Tinos like 😐girl go to bed😐/j but Violet just wants someone to hold if only for the time being. And Tino, sweet sweet hearted Tino is weak to the asks of some who truely seems vulnerable and needs a bit of comforting, stay with her until she falls asleep♡
Violet x Hawk
Idk where this one came from but I like it!
Violet x Zev
Yall remember when Zev was flirting with Violet in the princes path
Tell me they don't have history right now
*Violet turning down his date invitation*
Zev: MMM! I love it when you ignore me!😫
They went on like 2-3 dates, the issue lies where Violet is actually looking for a partner while Zev is just casually dating
Violet x Mc
These bitches gay.
Nothing about this is heterosexual.
Nah cus why both of them have admitted they wouldn't mind getting with the other
That's so gay.
Dia x Fenn
... you just had to be there
You know exactly what I'm talking about.
Dia x Sherry
I know what yall thinking
What?
But have yall seen they're interactions in the short stories😭😭
In Dias path itself Sherry says to mc that it would be nice to know Dia as well as her like😖 baby
In the short stories it mostly them bumping into eachother and Sherry's like wow your so pretty and you should smile more
One in particular where they run into eachother and Dias trying to get away from her(like he does with every one) and he smiles politely and says he has somewhere to go and Sherry's like wow you have such a beautiful smile, you should smile more and Dias like "...thanks😳" and blushes and at the compliment then Sherry's like gimme one more big smile and he does smile, hes like 😊 and shes like I hope you have cause to smile more often, smiles make for more harmonious communications♡
That's so cute yall
In another story they wanna borrow the same book from the library but Dias like you can have it let's her have the book but the Sherry's like we should read it together😄💖
Like?????????
Is this a slow burn romance or something😳😳
No but fr Dia acts annoyed but hes actually so nice to her😭
Rio x Sherry
Not my personal feat, I prefer them as friends
But they cute asf
I love a good friends to lovers moment
Especially knowing they're known each other since they were children
Childhood friends to lovers😋😋
Also the height difference is so cute
Rio is 6'2-6'3 and Sherry's literally 5 feet tall💀
Shorty has to crain her neck to look up at him and Rios like *lifts her up by the armpits* there😄
Roy lowkey ships them but the big brother in him is like nah
It's not that he doesn't think Rio is a good guy it's just that that's his baby sister!!
The day Sherry gets a paramour is the day Roy dies a little inside.
Addis Ira x Gilbert Qelsum
These is literally the most hateful mfs.
Traumatized their children and are shitty people in general
Why are they the only kings that mutually like each others
Gilbert trusts Addis
Hes the only one of the kings that he does trust btw
And Addis dotes on Gilbert
Why are you doting on him-- are yall in a relationship🤨⁉️
Nah cus why all the other kings is like if one trusts another, the other is scared of them or one likes and the other thinks they irritating or they both just hate eachother
I bet they bond over disliking Roc Avari--
I'm stuck on Addis Ira doting on Gilbert
How you doting on a grown ass man but not yo child--
Sus🤨
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Moral of the story, Guy is fruity as fuck, gayest bitch in the building, Violet got hella rizz😩 and Toa and Lance are step siblings--
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vioyume · 3 months
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The Eclipse is here!
Thought it would be fun to draw all of the moths in the game, and by all I mean 80% of them because thinking about how to draw M.M. and the Zomoth as well as Kali already makes me tired.
But undercut is very rough sketches of Kali I did for reference for the Kabbu fight drawing I did a bit ago. (She would've been the tallest out of everyone.)
I'm going to briefly go over their designs now.
I thought Neolith was just a generic moth, though after looking up "striped moth" he could be some sort of hawk moth, or its just a design choice. Either way I think I want to change his wing patterns later.
Not very seen well, I think Mothiva would have fake lashes. She has a cute design though.
I don't have much to say on Yin, she looks polite and I think I achieved that here.
I think I referenced the wrong hawk moth for Hawk, but the red accents really does make him look cooler. Gave him a honeycomb pin too.
Screw you all, Tod has gynandromorphism now. Realistically, the change in speices will be defined by a clear line, but I decided to be dotty with so I can still be true the original design.
Wanted to give Muze a more kind motherly vibe in contrast in what I have in mind for Muse.
I don't know how to draw old people, let alone old bugs. Gave grandpa some loose hairs here and there.
Was aiming for Muse to look more like a fighter, and she's leaning for towards the magenta side than pink. Overall wanted to differentiate her from Muze while still looking similar to each other.
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samthecookielord · 3 months
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The ideal timeline
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would-you-punt-them · 3 months
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Bill Hawks (Professor Layton)
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the-worst-bracket · 10 months
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The Worst Final
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deadinsideart · 7 days
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This was gonna be longer but I already wanted to stop lmao
So here is what I got done and I might come back and do more of the song :O
Enjoy your passive aggressive Professor Hershel Layton uwu
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cola-vampire · 6 months
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Whoever wrote the wiki for Bill Hawks Thank you, I am cracking up
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due to popular demand
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another-clive-blog · 5 months
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Thinking about the Clive and Bill parallels again...
Both started with pretty average goals (gaining money / getting closure). Both became obsessed with said goals to the point of going through with their plans no matter the cost. Both became consumed by the desire to pursue a goal that isn't actually achievable (You can get more money but it will never feel like it's enough. You can lash out in anger but it won't make the anger go away). Both ended up killing innocents.
And yet.
Bill getting rid of his humanity in the hopes of getting money. Clive getting rid of his money in the hopes of getting his humanity back. Bill claiming he despises people like Clive when he has himself killed innocents for his own selfish plans. Clive claiming he hates politicians and scientists but still using science to build a mecha and politics to justify its use. Bill hiding everything, hiding from Claire that the machine isn't ready, hiding his crime from everyone. Clive exposing everything, exposing his secret base to Layton, exposing Bill and Dimitri's crime by his staging. Bill covering up the incident while Clive broadcasted his crime inside the fortress.
I don't know where I was going with this. Maybe that prime minister Bill looks like a honest citizen, just your regular Londoner really, while Clive is so obviously violent and destructive : and yet, Clive is the dove and Bill the hawk. Funny.
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flame-shadow · 10 months
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Bee Kingdom Bug Fables NPC Collab [11/23]
Background - @schematikart Editor - @flame-shadow
Character Credits Madame Jaune - @mizzle-moths Dr. H.B (Honeybee) - @milatheartsy Crow - @mizzle-moths Professor Honeycomb - samy00000008 Hawk - @deadofreddo Chubee - @motheatencrow Beette - simplyandrxw Artia - samy00000008 Fluffy - @mizzle-moths Dashy - @trapitorag Aebees - @ghost-of-hallownest Guard Bee - @lemmykirby Jud - @ghost-of-hallownest Huni - enrique2205 Yap - @lemmykirby Vilma - chibiscuit Beil - @coozycoolz Sasha - @milatheartsy Bib - @mizzle-moths Elias - samy00000008
[click here to see the entire collection]
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fullerthanskippy · 2 months
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Educate Me - Chapter 6 sneak peek
It had been a few weeks since Tim’s first hookup with Professor Fuller – or, Hawk, as he was now allowed to call him whenever outside the classroom.
Could it even be classified as a hookup? What Tim considered a hookup now at 21 was usually more involved than what had occurred in his professor’s office. That was more akin to a quick high school fantasy, more or less a rushed hand job in the principal’s office. 
Not that he had had experience in that regard. 
Even still, it left Tim wanting more from the older man. To feel Hawk’s hands wrapped around his length was one thing, but to imagine the professor’s impressive girth filling him up when he could finally get him alone again… 
Tim was snapped out of his daydream by Hawk – er, Professor Fuller, calling on him in class. “Would you agree, Mr. Laughlin?” The professor sat on the edge of his desk, biting the arm of his glasses and all but eye fucking Tim in front of the entire class. 
He sat up straighter in his seat, “Um,” looking around the class to find everyone else paying very close attention. “Yes, you’re absolutely correct sir.” He punctuated the last word by looking over the frame of his glasses, and only Tim would notice the professor shift his position to camouflage the effect of his word choice. 
The two had done a bit more sexting since the last physical encounter, nothing going past what their first telephone exchange entailed. Occasional texts from Hawk, working late in his office with his cock in his hand, or one from Tim freshly out of the shower, muscled torso on full display cutting off just above the area the older man longed to see most. 
That day on his way out of class, the professor slipped a note into Tim’s book bag as he shuffled past the other students. When Tim got back to his apartment that evening after the rest of his lectures, he retrieved the note. 
Old school, he thought. He could have just texted me. 
All the note contained was a time and a location. 
The Understudy, 8pm. 
The name sounded familiar. Tim did a quick google search to find that it was a lesser known speakeasy type bar just off of campus. 
So, he wanted to meet out in public. Well, semi public. The photos online made the place appear dimly lit, somewhat exclusive, and rather intimate. A secret hideout of sorts. 
Tim knew a date when he spotted one. And he fully intended to commandeer this date into bringing the professor back to his apartment. 
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I shall return later with a full chapter, but I'm excited to continue with these two and wanted to throw out a little teaser ;)
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bitchkay · 9 months
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Hawke is pretty much Lance's drunk uncle LMFAOO--
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ninadove · 5 months
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Damn.
— Puppeteer, from EPIC: The Musical
Part 1 ⬆️
Part 2 🕰️
Meta 🧩
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cantfuckbracket · 1 year
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Can't Fuck Bracket - Group Stage. Group 18: The Only Game They Have Is Gameboy (Nintendo Characters)
Ghetsis (Pokémon) versus Bill Hawks (Professor Layton) versus Toad (Mario)
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[ID: The unfuckable pride flag overlaid with the "no bitches" meme. Over it are pictures of the contestants. Ghetsis is a light skinned man with hair that looks like horns; Bill Hawks is a white man with a square nose; Toad is a light skinned person wearing a huge hat that looks like a mushroom. Over them are sparkles and a heart with a butt, and in between them are peach emojis crossed out with the word "vs" in them. End ID]
Ghetsis: "Look at him. Also I think he tried to commit pokemon typical genocide. but also look at him."
Bill Hawks: "British politician"
Toad: "i mean.... come on"
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laytonkissmarrykill · 4 months
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