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bitebitesnap · 8 months
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Shallot offering food as compensation because he doesn;t know how to deal with emotional people is sending me
He offers you a dead deer because he annoyed you one too many times and you yelled at him. Didn't even try to prepare it , you've just got a whole ass carcass on your porch bleeding everywhere.
He doesn't get why you're upset now. He got you food! Isn't it all better??
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tiredassmage · 11 months
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Yeah, but at least he was hot????? I’m sorry, Zenith, but also I... will absolutely do it again. >.>
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crystalsandbubbletea · 4 months
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"That is one hot man-"
-My brother after seeing Vexx, 2023
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waywardsculs · 2 months
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@vietat0 : "He's like a reward "
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" ... Do I even want to know what you mean by that , Eve ? "
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flameleads · 9 months
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help kai.exe has stopped working
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aroacebunny · 7 months
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so i was renaming this one group of layers as “gauss(ian)” so i could remember which layer had the blur and it autocorrected to gays
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siixkiing · 1 year
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“By Buddha someone is MAD he’s not ‘an actual luxury few can afford’ right now — my gut is killing me.”
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reapcrbunny · 1 year
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@avalcn​  --  Hey how does Clem deal with losing her mother after having lost her first already? Especially because the family was falling apart afterwards.    //    unprompted ask,   always accepting   !    
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RABBIT’S FOOT.    fuck you    (    affectionate    ).    but yeah like.   she doesn’t handle that well at all as she was closest to athena once she was adopted into the family as a whole    -    she saw her as a stable force after losing her mother the first time.   she had been getting better at opening up and not being closed off but as soon as athena mcdies she withdraws a bunch but    also    desperately tries to find out what happened considering mom #1 died in pandaemonium and then mom #2 straight died in the same facility. 
the family falling apart afterwards did no favours in making her abandonment issues even worse and desire to make sure no other family members fucking die   (   this causes her mild insanity during pre final days when she fucks off to try and find another solution because her visions become nightmares and she keeps seeing that she may lose them    ).
with how lalabrea literally became less   (   gestures vaguely   )   dad    .  .    like    .  .    after the fact and how he refused to answer what happened just    .  .   caused her to become argumentative and almost bitter that    he    was the one that survived because she saw him as culpable.    if he also worked in pandaemonium  and    is a convocation member how on elpis did he     fuck up    so bad that he allowed it to happen.    their relationship is severely damaged by athena’s death and it doesn’t     really    get better even when athena returns.    during convocation meetings when she takes the seat of azem after venat she almost always votes against him out of spite.    
athena returning fixes things with mom more or less,    but she does become more antsy when she goes to work because pandaemonium = bad in her eyes since a lot of bad has happened to her family there so she’s paranoid of it.    meanwhile her relationship with lahabrea is always fraught 
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arcadequeerz · 1 year
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Not doing the best atm so I’m just gonna sit here imagining me w my faves.
#Cade.Txts#hrhgfdm bendy.#UH. WARNING 4 KINDA? BATDR spoilers after this Point?/??? its just me mentioning a new enemy from the game but jic.#Searcher cade fleeing from a keeper- only to get cornered against a ink splattered wall-#Cade shuts their eyes expecting the keeper to kill them but instead they feel something push past them-#open one of their eyes to find the ink demon moving past them as they pull themselves from the wall-#prowling forward on all fores as he unhinges his jaw and growls loudly at the keeper- cade cowares back against the wall#as he throws himself forward at it-#they close their eyes listening to the two fight- gargled screeching and snarling- the sound of claws ripping through inky hide-#before finally it falls mostly quiet. replaced by low wheezing breaths and something bumping their head against his#knocking their baseball cap to the side a bit. opens their eyes to see the ink demon- lil beat up but overall still standing.#keeper melting dead on the ground behind him.#Ink Demon raises a large- clawed hand to sort of. Ruffle the top of Cade's head. Rumbling at him#before disappearing back into the ink stain in the wall. tail hooking cade's hat to fix it straight on their head before it disappears#after him#Cade just kinda Squeaks- a lil shocked but appreciative of the save n makes themselves scarce as they quickly leave the scene#INK DEMON.keep searcher cade safe. d:]#idk if tumblr will keep these tags. so sorry 4 rambling in the tags HJKGFDSHJF#feeling not good right now so im just gonna imagine my favorite big ink demon keeping me safe from baddies.
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surfkng-archive · 2 years
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incorrect quote meme || accepting
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Billy: Vienna...
Vienna: Oh no, 'Vienna' in b-flat.
Vienna: You're disappointed.
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hibird · 5 months
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guess who got covid through no fault of their own once again 💃
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beomurang · 11 months
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naurr noona is like something respectable, im not about to respect beomgyu,,, to me yeonjun noona is the best noona!!! also let me tell u a secret me and beomgyu and I secret relationship so you can forget about her! we only scamming the Karen for money
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Oh I see now 😭
Tbh, no one can beat Yeonjun noona.
And HELPPPPPPPPP
Can I join the scamming scheme pls 🙏🏻
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Funny story is
Just right below this post, chan admitted that, that sugar mommy is her, how does it feel to get scammed @full-sunnies 🎤
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@carsonsquad I DIDN’T DO SHIT WHAT YOU ON ABOUT—
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januaryembrs · 21 days
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I CAN SEE YOU | Spencer Reid x FBI!Reader
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Request: Congrats on 2k!!! Could you write something based off of ‘I can see you’ by Taylor Swift with Spencer please?
Description: Spencer may or may not have a little thing for the desk jockey on the floor below, and she may or may not have a thing for their silent elevator rides together.
Length: 1.2k
Warnings: fluff?? Season one Spencer in mind when I wrote this (my sweetest boy)
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He passed through the lobby at the exact same time every day. Usually with his head dug in an obnoxiously thick book, or fiddling with the strap on his satchel bag, or flicking his long curls out of his sweet, hazelnut eyes. Sometimes with thick round glasses perched on his slender nose, sometimes nothing but a thoughtful, musing frown. 
Not that she was obsessed with him. 
But it wasn’t hard to acknowledge that whoever the guy on the sixth floor was that seemed to stick to an incredibly tight schedule had the face of a god. 
Though she supposed he could say the same about her schedule seeing as they seemed to enter the elevator at nearly the exact same time every single day, never saying a word, a brief nod of hello was about the extent of their interaction. One time he had pressed the button for her floor, number five, for her, and she hadn’t stopped smiling the rest of the day. 
Of course there were times he and his team would be away on a case, in which she wouldn’t see him for days on end, while she went to her lonely desk in forensics no matter what case had come up.
In the grand scheme of things, she was a desk jockey, inputting numbers and data and figures, organising files and sheets and loading ink into the printer. She was a nobody and he was part of the BAU. 
No one would even notice if she didn’t show up for the day. At least that was what she hoped as she sped walked out of the cab, her hair soaking down her back, her lungs puffing in a crackling wheeze, frantically tucking her tight shirt into her dogtooth pants, limping on her ankle that she’d rolled racing out her apartment building into the raging storm that had overcome Virginia in a matter of hours. 
She felt socks wet through as she squelched her way into the elevator, barely noticing the usual passenger that was tracing a bony finger down the page of Pride and Prejudice, quickly flicking over the page in a matter of five seconds. 
He looked up when she hopped in beside him, squeezing in as a handful of other people followed her. Trying desperately to even her hair out in the large mirror behind them, it was only then she realised her mascara had smudged down her cheeks entirely, making her look like she’d slept in a pile of charcoal. 
“Fuck,” She said loudly, her hand slapping over her mouth when she realise the deadly silent elevator full of federal agents turned to look at her, and she felt her cheeks heat as if her makeup condundrum hadn’t been embarrassing enough, “S-sorry,” She muttered, turning her head to the ground as she frantically wiped beneath her lids with her cardigan sleeve. 
Turning to see if he had noticed, she caught him staring right at her, and she could have sworn the heat on her face blazed even harder when she saw he was smiling into his book in amusement. 
Fuck. She repeated in her head this time, taking a small sigh of relief when the doors opened on the first floor and half the passengers trickled out onto the finance floor. 
She was still fixing her hair by the time they got to the second floor, communications, and even more people got out. By the end of the third floor, it was just the two of them left. 
“Bad morning?” He broke the silence, and it was the first time she’d ever actually heard his voice. He was even dreamier than she’d thought, in a boyish kind of way.
“Car battery died, and the bus was full,” She murmured, fiddling with the hem of her sleeves that were entirely sodden, “And then apparently someone up there hates to see pretty girls get to work looking dry and respectable,” 
He chuckled properly, and she swore it soothed the ache of the cold rain just the smallest bit. 
“Don’t we all,” He mused, though his eyes went back to his book, flicking over the words faster than she figured would be possible. 
She figured he didn’t want to be bothered by the drowned rat looking woman that had all but thrown herself into the lift beside him, interrupting his reading with her curses and pitiful glances. 
It was only when they reached the fourth floor that he quickly rooted around his bag for something, likely a bookmark since he didn’t seem the type to dog-ear a perfectly neat page. It wasn’t until a soft, moss green sweater was thrust in her face she snapped out of her self loathing daze.
Looking at him wide eyed, he nudged it towards her hands, and it was like Spencer only just realised that offering a stranger your clothes was perhaps not normal, but he didn’t feel like they were strangers.
She was the first person he’d ever met in the building besides Gideon. He remembered the two of them stepping into the elevator, the bashful woman already flicking through files, her lanyard hanging low over her chest as she chirped good morning to Gideon and he did the same, wishing her a good day when she stepped out onto floor five. 
He couldn’t help if he was so perceptive he’d clocked her name and position written on her ID, couldn’t help it if he was a huge fan of routine and repetition, that he purposely walked into the lobby at the same time every day knowing she was going to be right behind him just for an excuse to see her. 
No, they certainly weren’t strangers, Spencer tried to reason, yet he wasn’t even sure she knew his name.
“T-take it,” He stuttered, watching the doors close and the lift jolt as it ascended to her floor, “You can just bring it back tomorrow,” 
“That’s- I couldn’t,” She reasoned, her eyes fretful, “It’s yours,”
“I’m not using it, you must be freezing,” Spencer reiterated it with another nudge towards her, and he saw the longing glance she gave at the promise of warmth. 
Number five dinged above them, and the doors slid open. 
“Just take it, please,” He said, and it seemed like that was the magic word as she cautiously took it out of his hand, and melted when she realised it was softer than she’d thought, like it was made to feel like a giant hug. 
“Thankyou…” She said, heading for the doors with slow steps; she didn’t want to leave whatever moment he’d caught her in. 
“Spencer,” He replied, smiling at her with a shy cadence. 
“Thankyou, Spencer,” She said, and gave him her own name back. But he already knew it, and he realised he would sound like a complete creepy stalker if he’d said so. So he just nodded, a small wave off as she headed for her office and the doors closed behind her. 
He loved how she said his name, he thought blissfully, but he loved even more showing up to work day after to see her waiting by the elevator, his sweater washed and ironed, pressed neatly in her hands and still warm from where she’d tumble dried it. 
She handed it back to him with a sheepish smile, and he took it gracefully, catching a whiff of her fabric softener and felt fuzzy inside right there and then. 
“Good morning, Spencer,” She said sweetly, and he swore he wanted to kiss her the minute it left her lips, glossed with something rouge and shiny. 
But he didn’t, he just said it back, loving how her name rolled over his tongue. 
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sttoru · 9 months
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Toji and bath time with baby Megumi. That is all 🖤
mhm mhm i present to u the life toji deserves,
ෆ tags. dad!toji x female reader. toji being a good dad & bathing megumi on his own. fluff.
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“hold on, buddy.” toji mumbles as he holds megumi in one arm, the other stretched out to dip his fingers in the water. he quickly checks the temperature of the filled tub and after confirming that it’s lukewarm, he moves on to kiss megumi’s cheek.
“mama said you’re a real crybaby if you get in alone, so daddy will join ya. consider yourself lucky, kid— i don’t do this just for anyone.” toji lets out a breathy chuckle at his own jokes. despite megumi being way too young to understand what toji was saying to him, the man still got a kick out of teasing and playing around with his son.
toji carefully gets into the tub, holding megumi in his hands and slowly lowering the small baby into the water. this causes megumi to kick his chubby legs around while squealing loudly. the drops of water splashed onto toji’s face and he shakes his head with a small smile because of his son’s actions, “hey, hey, easy now, kiddo.”
once megumi was settled in the tub, toji hums thoughtfully as his eyes dart around the bathroom, clearly trying to recall the instructions you gave him beforehand. he couldn’t really remember the order of the things you told him, thus he decides to freestyle this new experience of giving megumi his bath.
“oh, hold on.” toji gets an idea and reaches over the edge of the tub to the near counter, sliding open a drawer and grabbing a bottle of bath foam which he doesn’t even bother reading, “i’ve seen your mama put this in whenever she bathes you. it creates bubbles or somethin’ like that.”
toji pops the cap open and pours the fluid in the water. he doesn’t pour only a little, no, he pours a lot. “should be enough,” he shrugs and tosses the bottle aside, grinning down at megumi who was too engrossed at the way the clear liquid moved between his small fingers.
and it turned out that it was more than just enough in the end. in a couple seconds to a single minute, the entire bath was overflowing with bath foam— it even threatened to spill out of the tub. in a blink of an eye, megumi was gone and engulfed by a sea of bubbles. not that the little boy minded it; toji could hear a few curious babbles and saw his son’s fingers try to move the foam out of his face.
toji couldn’t help it and started laughing his ass off at the sight of megumi disappearing behind the wall of foam (totally not trying to help his kid at the moment). he hadn’t had a good laugh like that in days.
after calming down—though still wheezing a bit between words—toji finally pushed the foam aside and picked megumi up, also wiping away the possible bubbles that got into his eyes, “heh— c’mere, buddy. can’t let ya drown in those bubbles.”
megumi was holding onto his dad’s face, two tiny hands patting both of his cheeks while toji was clearing the foam from megumi’s body, making sure that nothing got into the boy’s eyes. once thoroughly checked, toji kept laughing a little, chuckling at the way megumi was just innocently staring back at him.
the poor baby didn’t even understand what had happened to him seconds ago, yet was still smiling and giggling once he saw how happy his dad was.
at that exact same time, you were passing by the closed bathroom door. the muffled laughter made you curious as to what was going on, though just by hearing the sounds of joy, it seemed like your husband and son were having a great time. the fact alone made a smile appear on your own face.
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tender-rosiey · 9 months
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hinting — gojo satoru x f!reader
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a/n: thank @callmemirro for the bby fever idea but the video of the baby is what fueled the fire even more
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you have a feeling that something has been plaguing your husband’s mind. it’s not a bad thing—like that way too expensive pea-sized handbag he wanted to get just to clown it.
it’s actually good and adorable especially with the way it gets him all smiley and bubbly.
you also started to notice when exactly he gets into these moods or rather regarding what.
for example, you were browsing the store once for new clothes. you and satoru agreed to split to search on a wider scale for discounts.
so when he came back, all smiley and excited, you expected a 50% sale or something. instead, you got surprised with possibly the cutest baby pajama ever.
“what do you think, babe? it’s so cute especially the little smiling duck in the middle!”
you take it from him, examining it up close. truthfully, the material is pretty good and it is soft on the skin. there is only one problem though.
you look up to your husband with a smile, “but, honey, we don’t have a baby.”
satoru deflates for a single second before standing up straight, proud, “hey, now! we can always get it for future plans,” he ogles you, but you quickly pinch his nose.
“haha, very funny.” you start pushing the cart towards that one outfit you liked with satoru following close by.
“y/n, I am serious!” he whines as his hand finds home on your waist.
“and I am a dinosaur in disguise.”
he gasps, “really?!”
“no.”
and that happened more than once.
another thing is that satoru has been obsessed with baby videos.
you remember that one time you were chilling on your beloved couch when he came stumbling into the room, clutching his phone and almost dying of laughter, “y/n! y/n! look at this baby!”
satoru is wheezing as he replays the video over and over again. his uncontrollable laughter is music to your ears, but you feel that you’re going to have to take him to a therapist or a mental hospital.
he laughs loudly for sure, but he has been like this for 4 hours, showing you a baby video every minute or so.
you look at him with sympathy as he cackles, “it was so ready to square up too—huh, what’re you doing?”
you pull him into your embrace and he immediately melts, arms wrapping around you in an instant.
you gently rub his back and press a kiss to the top of his head, “my poor baby,” you coo and gojo lights up: have you finally understood what he has been hinting at?
you cup his face and kiss his cheeks, “work must’ve taken quite a toll on you; we can go to the hosp—“
“hey! that’s just mean!”
he huffs moving away and giving you his back, but then he looks back at you, “but the baby was cute, right?”
you laugh, resting your chin on his shoulder, “yeah, in a way, it reminded me of megumi.”
“you’re so right! even as a first-grader, he was so ready to fight anyone.”
another memorable incident happened when you were in a park, taking a walk with your darling husband.
it was peaceful, accompanied by the squeals of children, the coolness of the ice cream, and the comfort of your husband’s presence. speaking of which, where’s that guy?
you look around, searching for a very prominent walking paintbrush. you blink once, twice, and he is finally in front of you with a huge grin, “y/n, look at this cutie pie I just met!”
you soften at the sight of the giggling baby in his arms. the little baby girl reaches out for you and you cradle her in your arms.
cooing at her, you rock gently while making silly faces and it makes her laugh a laugh from her belly. it also makes a certain someone sport the most lovesick smile known to existence.
smiling, you look at your husband, “where did you find her? was she lost?”
your husband sweatdrops and looks to the side, glasses showing off his bright blue eyes, “about that—“
“there he is, officer! he took my baby!”
so yeah, something is up with your husband, and you have had enough with him hiding it from you. god is on your side today as you’re finally able to back him into a corner and finally interrogate him.
“satoru, is there something you want to tell me?” you ask the man, breathless after running around the school for a couple of hours.
silence occupies the room before your husband finally gives in.
he takes a deep breath and hugs you, resting his head on your shoulder, “I want…” he mumbles, “I want a baby, please?”
you are silent for a moment then you make him look you in the eyes, “really?”
“really,” he says, voice unwavering, “I know that it might be scary, but we have experience with tsumiki and megumi, and they turned out just fine!” he starts rambling, “except for megumi, he can be bratty sometimes, but point is!” he holds your hands in his, “I want to start a family with you, but if you don’t want—“
“okay.”
“—to I completely understand and…wait—did you just say okay?”
“yeah,” you beam, “let’s have a baby. you could’ve said that right away, silly.”
he stares at you for a bit, “do you have any idea how LONG I HAVE BEEN—“
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