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[lady-deaaaath]

I know it's late, I wasn't able to wish the sun husband Yorii and the moon sweetheart Michikatsu a happy birthday and I wasn't able to draw something for their birthday(Gomennasai 😭) but happy belated birthday my darlings. I love you both with all my heart like nobody would ever measure the same love I have for you two. ☀️🌙

#happy birthday tsugikuni twins #kny #demon slayer #yoriichi tsugikuni #michikatsu tsugikuni #❤💛🖤 #🖤💜💙 #kimetsu no yaiba

[dumbdomb]

░s░q░u░i░s░h░ they/them 🌈

Read my pinned before you interact! 18+ only.

#nsft queer #nsft nonbinary #trans nsft #nsft bi #nsft nblnb #nsft trans #queer nsft #nonbinary nsft #bi nsft #nblnb nsft #🏳️‍🌈 #happy pride!! 🌈💟 #🖤🤎❤🧡💛💚💙💜💖🤍 #virtueldom #1k

[tracybirds]

I know I said this yesterday but it's beginning to feel like Christmas for real with my Sydney family having arrived! I was SO happy to see them last night and we're hanging out all day today and I haven't seen them since before covid so this is the most special thing!! Thank you to @gumnut-logic for reading through the first part of it, although I must admit to running wild this morning with the last part so any weirdness there you can blame squarely on me haha <3

[Day 1] | [Day 2] | [Day 3 - you are here]

Five Days Where Christmas Didn't Seem To Go As Planned

Day Three

Gordon shoved Alan’s shoulder roughly as he walked past, causing Alan to yelp as he overbalanced, nearly falling out of the chair.

“Gordon, play nicely,” said Virgil, frowning.

Typically, Gordon ignored him, tapping his brother’s cheek.

Alan groaned. It had been a long night, called out in the early evening only to return home as the sun peeked over the horizon once more.

“It’s comfy here,” he muttered, turning to nestle his cheek into the curved edge of the chair.

“Yeah, sure bud,” said Gordon, rolling his eyes. “Come on, let’s go Al, those showers have our names on ‘em.”

Virgil yawned.

“I can carry you if you like,” he offered, perfectly earnest.

Alan’s eyes flew open. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” he grumbled. “Kayo laughed at me for a week the last time, don’t you dare pick me up.”

He dragged himself across the cockpit, staring blankly into thin air in a daze. Preoccupied with the thought of a hot shower and a morning nap with the sea breeze flowing through with windows, he hardly noticed the figure waiting for them impatiently as the hydraulic lift lowered them into the hangar.

“Scott?” asked Virgil, and Alan snapped back to attention. He’d expected Scott to vanish long before Two made it back to Tracy Island, with no issues that arose during the mission and debrief scheduled for later that day.

Freshly focused, Alan could tell that something wasn’t right, enough that Scott had waited for them and was now speaking urgently to them all. Alan blinked, trying to shape the sounds into words, and it was only when he yawned widely and his ear popped that things fell into place.

“I just needed to head you off before you head upstairs,” said Scott, looking mildly disgusted. “I got out of the elevator and had to come straight back down, it was only luck that she didn’t spot me.”

“Well, we’re all experts in hiding from Grandma and her baking now,” said Gordon, grinning. “Hey Virg, let’s go crash in Brains’ rooms, he’s been wanting to marathon those old school scifi-horrors.” He wriggled his fingers at Virgil. “Oooh, I’m a space alien here to take over your mind. Go forth, do my laundry for a week.”

“He’ll uninvite you if you’re going to be annoying about it,” said Virgil, with a long-suffering sigh. “Thanks for the warning, Scott. We’ll stay low for a few hours.”

Alan, meanwhile, was thinking hard.

He swayed a little, fighting the temptation to close his eyes, searching every scrap of memory, because something about what Scott was describing sounded uncomfortably close to home.

“Grandma’s been baking?”

Scott and Virgil exchanged a glance.

“Keep up, Al,” said Gordon impatiently.

Only Alan had one piece of information that his brothers didn’t.

When the siren had gone off and they’d gathered in the living room, Alan had been baking cookies for Christmas. He’d meant for it to be a surprise.

And he’d turned the oven off, he was sure of it, even through a distorted haze of exhaustion, he could remember the temperature dial spinning under his fingers before he raced upstairs, but maybe it hadn’t gone all the way and even as they’d flown out, his cookies were slowly starting to brown, then blacken into a crisp.

He could have burnt the house down.

He sat down suddenly, right there on the floor.

“Alan!” cried three voices, and he batted them away.

“You’ve gone white as a sheet,” said Virgil, frowning as he crouched next to him. He reached out a hand, feeling for his forehead and Alan rolled his eyes.

“Get off me, I’m just tired,” he said, feeling slightly sick. He couldn’t let them find out, he needed to get out of here.

“Look, Grandma won’t ambush me like this, she’ll just want me in bed. Which is where I want to be too, so if you guys want to hide away instead, be my guest.”

He wasn’t even lying, and he rubbed at the grit forming in his eyes, allowing a yawn to take over his entire body.

“I’ll take you,” said Scott reluctantly, and Alan felt a twinge of irritation twitching below his eye.

“You don’t need to escort me,” he snapped, getting back to his feet. “I can manage it.”

He scowled at each of them, putting as much fierceness into the glare as he could.

For a second, he thought Scott and Virgil would continue to argue, but Gordon leapt in before they had the chance.

“You guys promised you’d treat him like an adult when he’s wearing the uniform,” he reminded them. “Are either of you going to start volunteering to be supervised in the shower and tucked in tight? I’ll do it, I don’t care.”

 Alan shot Gordon a grateful look.

“I’m going to bed then,” said Alan, and he spun on his heel and walked slowly and calmly towards the elevator door.

That is to say, he bolted.

When the doors next opened, Alan found Scott hadn’t been kidding about the smell, the smoke still evident despite the air being cleared.

He ran down the steps two at a time, holding his breath as he skidded into the kitchen.

Kayo looked up from the magazine she’d been reading and put it aside.

“So,” she said. “These are yours. I’m assuming they’re not chocolate.”

She swung around a plate of dark brown cookies, burnt black where the butter had melted onto the tray while baking.

Alan collapsed onto the barstool next to her.

“Is it bad?”

Kayo shrugged. “They’re just burnt. Nothing major.” She grinned, her eyes sharp and mischievous. “I saw Scott making his escape earlier. Did he come down to warn you all away?”

Alan could only nod miserably.

“Do you think it’s genetic?” he asked. “I just wanted to do something nice.”

“The only thing you did wrong was not pull the tray from the oven when you turned it off,” Kayo said cheerfully. She chose one of the cookies and neatly broke it in half. “See? They’re not burnt burnt, they’re just a tad overdone. I spotted them when Grandma was preheating the oven earlier and rescued them for you.”

Alan lifted his head, hope stirring in his chest. “So, the smoke?”

“Oh, that was all Grandma.” She bit into the end of the cookie and pulled a face. “These aren’t that great either, if I’m being honest.”

“Well, thanks,” said Alan, feeling stung. He yawned. “I suppose we should just chuck them then.”

“We can probably save them for something,” said Kayo. “Make them into ornaments or something.”

She jostled his shoulder. “What’s up though, Al? You didn’t come racing up here because of bad biscuits.”

“I kinda did,” said Alan. “I dunno, I thought maybe a fire had started. Like if something went wrong here, it’d be all my fault.” He yawned again. “I guess that seems silly.”

Kayo slung an arm around him, pulling him into a hug.

“We can handle your mistakes, Alan. Best part of being one of the youngest is everyone else has already made them and they’ll help you out. It’s not all on you.”

“Does that mean the others have all nearly burnt the house down?”

She grinned down at him. “Oh, the stories I could tell if I weren’t sworn to secrecy.”

Alan grinned back, a spark of mischief shaking off the bleariness momentarily. “I can keep a secret. Was it Virgil? John?”

“You’re getting nothing out of me,” said Kayo with a laugh. “Go to bed, Alan. We’ll fix these when you can sit in that chair without falling onto your face.”

He slipped down from the stool and stumbled, the sway of exhaustion rushing up to meet him once more.

“I might need a little help,” he admitted. “Promise you won’t tell Scott?”

Kayo mimed locking her lips and smiled at him, fond and warm.

“I promise.”

#alan tracy #kayo kyrano #scott tracy #virgil tracy #gordon tracy #nearly a full house today lol #thunderbirds are go #sometimes i fic #next one will probably be quite short depending on how much time i have this evening #because i have a draft but I won't have as much time for the rewrite as i'd like (sadness) #but we shan't dwell! we shall enjoy this part and we shall enjoy the day! #fanfic 🥰 #🎄🎄🎄 #scott 💙 #virgil 💚 #gordon 💛 #alan ❤ #kayo 🖤 #thunderbirds #collected works (mine) #2015

[paradisekissmoon]

I love how touchy, kissy, feely they are🥰🤭❤💖💛

#i love their dynamic #lovely husby #i must say that i didn't expect Motonari to be this affectionate when i first started his main route #ikemen sengoku #ikesen #ikesen motonari #motonari mouri #ikesen spoilers #ikesen event #💋💋💋 #❤🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍💞💕💓💗💖💝💘

[heatobrienswife]

psst rattie i finished ur gift!! >:3c

i hope you like it!! qwq thank you for being my friend <3333

Iufkhciyfiydjhcugcjgcu !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They look so cute!!!! ;w; I love how you've coloured their hair it's so shiny! Thank you so much! I absolutely adore them!! ;w; ❤❤

Thank you for being my friend too! Honestly tumblr wouldn't be the same without you!

#asks #ratties treasures #thank you!!! ❤💜🧡💚🤍💛🖤💚🤎🤎❤🧡💛🧡🤎❤🤍🖤🖤🖤💛💙💚 #heat #my cannibal husband #my s/i

[milkshake-bo1]

"I'm Bi actually" - Nick Nelson

#heartstopper #nick nelson #bisexual #lgbtq community #🏳‍🌈❤🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍

[ishidaninthathole]

26th January 2024

Hidan is still in that hole

#hidan #naruto #and your reporter says sovereignty was never ceded 🖤💛❤ always was always will be aboriginal land!!

[sad--tree]

i should know better by now than 2 think i can just casually checkout out shoefreak's clearance section and walk away w/o spending anything sooooo yeah. spent money on unnecessary new boots (not good) BUT i saved $97 (Very Good!!) bw clearance discount and early black friday (???) discount :D the boots r demonia gravedigger-255 btw 😎

#im starting 2 develop a like. actual for real Boot Collection which is. a problem. #not least of all bc they take up a lot of room!!! #at least im diversifying lol these ones are calf boots w/ a short platform + no heel #which i DONT have yet #also i almost never see shoes in my ''mens'' size (aka the unisex boots) go on clearance ! lots of womens 7s but hardly ever any mens 5s :(( #also also SHOEFREAKS I LUV U ❤🧡💛💚💙💜💖🖤 #still in disbelief we get 2 have such a cool CANADIAN company w/ sickass boots and FREE (!!) domestic shipping!!! #ok bye back in2 the void i go

[marke-the-silverlion]

WE DID IT @krogans-give-the-best-cuddles

#uploading this a little late #but WE ARE MARRIED #so fucking happy #🥰😍🥳💌💘💝💖💗💓💞💕💟❣️💔❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹❤🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍🌹🌻🌼🌈🌈✨️🎉🟧🟩🟧🟩🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

[fictionkinfessions]

Anonymous asked:

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/fictionkinfessions/712095937113341952

...??????

Uh. Anon, can you be more specific about what parts of the kin community this is happening in? Because I haven't seen this happening anywhere. It could just be the parts of the community I'm engaging with, idk, but I literally have no idea what you're talking about.

~~~ #💛🖤❤🗡

Anonymous asked:

https://www.tumblr.com/fictionkinfessions/712095937113341952/i-honestly-have-been-thinking-a-lot-about-how

first of all who cares second of all why do u have to bring fictives into this. like. you see how thats actually not the same thing at all right. if a system is prone to splitting and to creating introjects, as systems in the fictionkind community are naturally more likely to be, then it’s more likely you’ll split fictives from your current hyperfixations which are statistically likely to be popular media. i dont know and i dont care about the kinnies but leave fictives alone.

(#🍒🧺)

Anonymous asked:

@ that silly long af kinfession about people "faking kin from popular sources" - man idk if you meant to do this but singling out people with dissociative disorders by mentioning systems multiple times and then condescendingly telling said people with dissociative disorders to "form an identity" and that if they have trouble with their disordered identity theyre a liar and inauthentic is REALLY messed up

#fictionkinfessions #ask response #mod party cat! #🍒🧺 #💛🖤❤🗡 #ableism cw #fakeclaim

[transingthoseformers]

Sjldfjlglj

Symbiotes: traitors

#i am so sad actually that there isn't more currently #wow this is just... wow. #yeah we've come to the end of our long journey for now #fic reading as ya do #soundwave #tracks #Optimus prime #sdjjfkfgk #i love y'all so much #you're all so damn nice to me #and I've read so many fics that i otherwise would've never known about #this is easily one of my top tier favorite fics ever #possibly competing as my all time favorite thing I've ever read #i love doing these liveblogging events #i was bold enough to read ao3 on McDonald's wifi for this #just... #💗💙♡💖🧡🖤💛💚🖤♡🧡💛❤💙♡💖💗💖💞💕💚💜💗♡💙🖤

[tracybirds]

Could you do Gordon with speechless?

I can!!! I got a little stuck last night because I wanted to sprinkle in a bit of humour for the sunshine boy, so I hope I pulled it off okay!! Thank youuuu this was a lot of fun to write :D

---

“It’s quiet today,” said Alan, putting down his game.

Kayo shrugged, idly flipping the pages of her magazine. “Scott and Virgil took Grandma to the mainland, remember?”

“Yeah,” said Alan. “But even so… where’s Gordon?”

“Is he not downstairs? I thought he said yesterday that he’d make cupcakes for Brains’ birthday if we didn’t get any callouts?”

Alan reached out and tapped the comm.

“Gordon? You around?”

There was no answer.

He tried again.

Nothing.

Without a word, Alan leapt up and hurried down the stairs.

“He’s not here,” he called back to Kayo, his voice floating up from the room below.

“Then leave him alone, he’s probably busy.”

“But Kayo, all the baking stuff is out.”

Kayo sat up, trying to quell the small voice inside her that helpfully supplied all the possible ways Gordon could be whisked away from the island without her notice.

She ran swiftly to join Alan, opening a line to John as she went.

“John, can you run a bioscan? Gordon’s fallen off our radar.”

“Working,” said John instantly. “Did you try ping him already?”

“Alan got no response,” Kayo confirmed. “And he’s not likely to ignore it for a laugh after the last time.”

“Life signs in the hangar and in the medbay.”

“No prizes for guessing who is who,” muttered Kayo. “And there’s no other signs of life?”

“Not human at least.”

“You don’t think that’s a little paranoid?” asked Alan.

“No,” they said together.

“Hurry up,” called Kayo as John flickered out of view. “Medbay means Gordon’s hiding something; let’s just hope he didn’t cut anything off.”

***

“I’m fine,” protested Gordon, his voice drawn up out of his throat like a holey straw. “It’s just a little scrape in my throat and I needed to restock the lozenges in my bathroom.”

Kayo folded her arms in front of her chest, staring him down.

“Kayo, I swear,” he croaked. “Do not tell Virgil.”

Alan snorted.

“She wouldn’t have to if there was nothing to tell.”

Gordon opened his mouth to argue, but little more than a hoarse wheeze escaped him.

Kayo cocked her head. “Sorry, Gordon, what was that?”

A frustrated whine was the only response.

“That sounded like he thinks you should talk to Virgil,” said Alan, smiling brightly and dodging the half-hearted swipe at his shoulder. “Maybe even Grandma!”

Gordon glared, unable to respond.

“Not. Funny.” he mouthed.

“Sorry, Gordon, you have to speak up,” said Kayo, trying to hold in her own laughter. “We can’t hear you.”

“Maybe you need hearing aids? That’s more likely than Gordon losing his voice, don’t you think?”

Gordon slammed his hand on the table and pointed emphatically at Alan.

“Me…?”

Gordon pointed again, nodding furiously.

“Okay then, I’m what?”

Gordon flipped him off, glaring as they both laughed even harder.

A loud beep cut through the levity as Kayo’s comm sounded.

“I assume you found him?” asked John drily. “All in one piece?”

“John, they’re being mean,” said Gordon, straining to form even a whisper.

“What? What was that? Kayo did you say something? My receiver needs a wire realigned or something, you’re very quiet.”

Alan hooted and danced out of reach and Gordon tried to tackle him in response.

“Gordon’s a little tongue-tied at the moment, John,” said Kayo, still grinning. “He tried to be stubborn and I’d say that backfired spectacularly, wouldn’t you agree, Alan?”

“Absolutely,” said Alan. “What are you always saying, Gords? The joke’s in the timing?”

Gordon glared.

“So’s the revenge.”

[feel free to send me a prompt plus a character!]

#gordon tracy #alan tracy #kayo kyrano #sometimes i fic #thunderbirds are go #wheee I'm loving working through these :D #anon you're up next I think bc I know EXACTLY how I wanna answer yours :D #fanfic 🥰 #gordon 💛 #alan ❤ #kayo 🖤 #2015

[ineffablebookgirl]

Emojis in Heartstopper.

😊 is a lie.

❤ is a truth.

😊 = no it's not really okay

❤ = but my real heart is in play here

😊 = I'm sat here all alone at an empty table but I don't want you to worry about me

😊 = I am absolutely not fine but I am trying very hard not to be needy

❤ = my whole heart is yours and there's nothing I can do about it

😊 = Isaac is not sick. Isaac knows exactly what he's doing. Idaac will be spending a pleasant evening on his own reading. He is tired of being the third wheel and/or is being his chaotic self and trying to give them a chance to actually figure out that they both like each other.

❤️❤️❤️❤️ = ❤️❤️❤️❤️

#heartstopper #heartstopper meta #emojis #❤️ #😊 #❤🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤 #charlie spring #nick nelson #isaac henderson #tao xu #elle argent

[heatobrienswife]

Random af ask but know that I legit get excited when I see you pop onto my dash. I'm like, "Luna is online! fren is online!!!" Pretty sure if I had a tail it would be wagging lmfao

This has been random af asks with your host Kaden! I will slink back into the void from whence I came lol kay byyeee love your face and i hope your day/night has been treating you well and if it hasn't I'll kick it!

Sorry for taking awhile to answer you jhcjhcjg ;w;

But iufkhvjh I feel the same way! It's nice to see you either posting or in the notes! It's like seeing you on the ps4 at the same time as me I'm just "My fren is online! :D"

Us seeing eachother online jxjdjgcjg

I hope your day has gotten better friend 🫂

#asks #!!!!❤🧡🖤🤎💜💚💛💙🤎🖤🤍🤎💙💚❤🧡🧡❤🤎💜

[woozi]

the way being on caratblr never fails to bring me joy no matter the circumstance and no matter how much time has passed </3

#u're all so so kind to me!!! 😭🥺 #and even when i'm inactive (as i've been for 2 years now let's not lie LMFAOO) u all still pour so much love into this little blog #i could never be grateful enough #i wish i could do more for u!! #you're all my solace fr... if svt is jihoon's querencia caratblr is my querencia #u guys have been my friends for so long now and i hope we continue to be friends for a long time <33 lov u all mwah #hope everyone's having a lovely day and if not just hmu and i'll fight ur demons for u im being so serious rn #also dont hesitate to hmu as well for anything 🥺🥺 i missed and i still love talking to all of u!! <333 #there really is no time i'll be here and miss my caratblr loveposting huh 😭 #but yeah that's p much it i have to stop before i write Paragraphs fdkjfdjkkfjd #flowers for everyone!! 💐🌷🌻💐🥀🌼🌺🌹💮 #or hearts if u dont like flowers <333 ♥💛❤💚🖤💟💞❣💜🧡💘💖💗💙💚💓 #y.txt

[stonerzelda]

when ppl enjoy my tags or comments its like the best feeling ever to have been felt ever in the whole entire world in life etc etc im like this every single time

#ILYYYYY❤🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤