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syncopatedid · 7 months
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I walked into a grocery store and walked out with surprise cartoon merch, who knew.
p.s: the white one is my favourite design for mirth and aesthetic reasons.
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itsavee4117 · 5 months
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Mario Headcanons (pt. 3)
Round 3, let's-a go.
When Mario's not saving Peach or working his day job, he's usually at home curled up on the couch with some snacks and watching TV in just some shorts. Sometimes Weegie joins him... and they often snuggle up together... I should stop talking before I explode.
Like Luigi, he doesn't mind "girly" things. He's not comfortable with dresses (mainly 'cause of the breeze), but he does let Peach paint his nails from time to time. (And you know he looks FABULOUS)
Remember how in the last headcanon post I mentioned that this man drinks an UNGODLY amount of coffee? Well, once that wears off, he's out like a light. It's not uncommon that Peach or Luigi finds him passed out in the strangest positions for some random reason.
On that note, he is NOT a morning person at all. When he's up, it takes a good long while to just... awaken (the coffee helps). He doesn't get how Weegie can be so perky once he gets out of bed.
He loves hugging Luigi. After the events of the movie, you just know he was clinging to his lil' bro like a lifeline. Luckily, Luigi loves it too... unless he uses it as a ruse to tickle him.
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lostandmost · 2 months
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hiddenworldofmary · 3 months
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four coffees and all i want is sleep
also i spent 50 minutes trying to hunt down a book and discovered its crazy expensive and the nearest library that has it is 290km away
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5am, Lakehouse
Inspired by V Black's delivery of "...to hold you" in ep1.12 (like their talent just Takes.Me.Out.Every.Time) & by my cat needing to be closer than physics will allow before she'll sleep
The sunlight bounced from the lake playing across Sebastian's skin. Angelo watched the patterns form and dissipate. He watched as the sun gently wash through Sebastian's hair, creating an array of colours before running off again.
Sebastian twitched as he fought against something in his sleep, a dream? A memory perhaps? Nothing good.
Angelo reached out; pausing. An unseen moment of hesitation.
A rush of warmth and affection radiated out from the point of contact and flooded through him. Angelo closed his eyes, allowing himself this.
Angelo pulled him closer to his chest.
He could feel the warmth of Sebastian's back along his forearm and the softness of his hair between his fingers.
Pulling him closer.
Sebastian's hair brushed his cheek as his forehead pressed against Angelo's neck. Angelo could feel his heart reaching though it's cage attempting to hold Sebastian itself.
Closer.
Angelo could feel Sebastian's breath from parted lips cross his collar bone. Slowing with each exhale, the tension previously held ebbing with each sigh. An arresting surrender.
Sebastian shifted against Angelo, he felt an arm drape across his side and a hand against his back. It was Angelo's turn for his breath to hitch as his heart fall away somewhere within.
Angelo closed his eyes against time and wished this moment could be an eternity.
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binch-i-might-be · 6 months
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sorry to the person who got the email about me posting a whamilton fic and immediately unsubscribed from my ao3 😔✊🏼
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me and @kitausuret were talking about drag shows this morning lol
good old fashioned cross-dressing—
it’s a bit silly and probably not quite over-the-top enough but it was fun to doodle and i was, admittedly, more focused on making peter as seductive as possible (you know, so he can WIN) than i was on rendering contoured makeup
peter could also be a sexy teacher now that i think about it. either/or.
you know flash probably picked “felicity” because it was close to “felicia”
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The House Is Out Of Instant Coffee. Why Must God Forsake Me In This Way?
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higherrealmscoffee · 7 months
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That is terrifying .O. Poor Shadow...having to be restrained in that stasis tube...Set our Shadow free!!!!
🥺WE HAVE TO SET THE BOI FREE!🥺
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stephlynndrawings · 11 months
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@nirnwrote fullfillment??? More likely than it seems. Prompt(s):  a cheap but satisfying breakfast and/or ❛ you know me better than I know myself. ❜
Not many people were up when the youngest Rosegrass left her home. The sun was barely peeking above the horizon and the bird song was just beginning to fill the air as she made her way to the road that headed towards Vulkasten. Normally, she’d be happy to eat in her own village, but with the village in the middle of rebuilding, it left little to no choices for her to pick from. 
Her feet carried her on memory alone as she rubbed the last remains of sleep from her drooping eyes. By the time she had blinked the last remains of the stubborn grit, she was at the bottom of the stairs that led to the larger village. The air had warmed just enough for her to notice, but otherwise was too focused on getting food to really enjoy the warmth soaking into her skin. 
The Tall Trunk Tavern had become a common place for the Bosmer of Tanglehaven to eat at when the working nights got long and tiring, and the mornings were difficult to rouse from. Wylarin was grateful to have a place so close by, especially since resources were often spread thin due to the war efforts in Cyrodil- though she tried to forget about the bloody battlefields. 
Once her eyes adjusted to the dim lighting of the tavern, she walked over to an empty table in a far corner, content to sit with her head on the cool leather tabletop until the server came to tell her what was on the menu for the day. 
“‘Ello, Wy. What can I get you today?” Galithor asked politely, amusement coloring his voice as he waited for his friend to wake up some more. At first, his only response was a muffled murmur, but soon the redhead lifted her head to squint at her friend, nose crinkled in displeasure as she took in his sly smirk. 
“What’s on the menu?” She asked, resting her elbow on the table with a soft thunk and cradled her chin in the palm of her extended palm. 
Galithor rolled his eyes in fondness before clearing his throat, pretending to hold out a scroll to read, “Ahem, it seems that today’s breakfast options are either eggs and sausage or flatbread with honey spread.” He declared. 
“Flatbread please.” She hummed, giving him a soft smile before letting out an involuntary yawn. 
“Sounds good, I’ll go take another order and then I’ll get on it.” 
His footsteps walked away from Wylarin just as she let out a jaw cracking yawn, sleepy tears pricking at her eyes.  Said eyes opened once more when she heard another set of footsteps approach and any kind of tenseness faded away when she saw the familiar face of her eldest triplet, Thoron. 
Thoron’s auburn hair was free of the usual style he kept it in, showing that he most likely rolled out of bed and headed in the same direction as Wylarin had. His blue eyes were tired, but not as droopy as the youngest’s were. Neither sibling broke the silence that hung over them as the eldest settled down in one of the two remaining chairs at the table, his head making itself at home on the tabletop while one hand stretched out to faintly tap his sister’s arm as if in a silent greeting. 
They sat in silence, both dozing off at the table when another set of footsteps alerted them to the missing sibling of the three- Sillas. The middle of the triplets was much more awake than his other two, the reason for his perkiness being answered when he set something down on the table and plopped down in the final chair, his blonde hair tied back in a simple ponytail. 
“G’mornin, sibs. Gotcha something to drink.” He said simply, still smiling as the other two carefully grabbed the covered mugs on the tray, avoiding the one that was already open. Right away, both were hit with the earthy smell of coffee, the bitterness seeming to make them more alert. 
Thoron hummed as a way to thank the other before taking a large sip, not minding the scalding liquid. Wylarin, on the other hand, gave the drink another sniff, her eyes lighting up as she looked at her immediate older brother.
“Is this- You know me better than I know myself.”
“Fermented dung bean coffee with a splash of jagga in it? Yes it is.” Sillas said proudly, moving the tray he had used to the floor beside his feet when he spotted Galithor coming to their table with two trays, a knowing smirk on his face. 
“I thought you two would turn up, so I made enough for all three of you.” He stated with a huff of laughter. Once they were settled, he left with a smile. 
Sillas perked up when he saw what his siblings had ordered for breakfast, a happy smile on his face, “You know me better than I know myself!” He laughed, already grabbing a serving of eggs, sausage, and flatbread with honey spread. The other two laughed as well and grabbed their own servings. 
The breakfast was simple and would surely never impress an Altmer, but the three were happy as they ate and joked, sharing a moment of peace away from war and the aftermath of it. 
the foods and coffee were inspired by @tastesoftamriel :)
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guillermomo · 2 years
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man this episode had SO MUCH. DJINN READING 3 DIFFERENT BOOKS at the start. for what reason? fucking doug jones, fucking. the makeover!! guide being in love with everyone. “i’ll be by your side if you get scared” (they BETTER mirror that later). colin and the doll being besties, marwa being one inch away from making out with guillermo. why did guillermo ghost dereck for so long, oh mann. nandor riding on a bee because of course he would. the little pat pat... how are they going to introduce guillermo’s bf then, if not this ep, hmm. watching wedding shows together on a rainy sunday... AND NOT WITH YOUR FIANCE LMFAO
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lostandmost · 21 days
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don't fucking talk about woller like methuselah wasn't standing there in front of him not helping
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fieriframes · 2 years
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[BRISKET AND BEANS. THIS IS ABSOLUTELY AT THE TOP OF MY LIST. (woman) AND KIBBLE, COFFEE AND A FEW OTHER STAPLES, AND HEADED. YOU GOT TO COME HERE. IT'S FANTASTIC.]
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gl1tch-31tch · 2 years
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❰❰ LEAN ❱❱ sender leans against receiver — for Mark & Seán 🥺
Oh. Out of nowhere, Mark is leaning on him from behind, the Korean-American slumping against the Irishman. Seán attempts to turn around, gathering Mark into his arms and nuzzling his face into his friend's soft, dark, surprisingly nice-smelling hair. "Y'okay, Maerky?"
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