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rendevok · 10 months

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“Take my hand” a comic for NaruMitsu Week 2023

day 1 - lies & secrets - 2 - 3 - 4

#nmweek23 #narumitsu #wrightworth #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #probably more accurate to say this is mnm? or nmn or whatever lol #so treat the ship name lightly and dont get mad when miles [redacted redacted redacted redacted] yknow?#i wouldnt spoil it wheres the fun in that ¬‿¬#fan art #fan comic #aa #rendevok #this is like. vaguely aa5 and on because i couldnt be assed to play those games yet #love their waistcoats tho YUM #also future warning i still suck at writing so if this is ooc! i’m sorry idk what im doing but i sure am doing it bb #i’ll update this post with links to the others as i post them! you’re in for about 30 pages so ♡ ♡ ♡ hope you have an appetite for sweets #(i say as if i didnt just post angst) IT WAS THE PROMPTS. THE PROMPTS MADE ME DO IT

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naturecalls111 · 9 months

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#black leg sanji #red leg zeff #one piece #comic #fanart #sanji vinsmoke #< the tag I use more often so just for easy navigation on my blog.#my dog of 17 years passed the other night and god knows I suck at processing things #I wanted a way to distract myself but I couldn’t Really distract myself so.#when I woke up after drawing this comic I hated how I wrote the end part #my brain was muddled so words weren’t coming to me the way I wanted it to #I was going to change it before posting it here but that feels… disingenuous. so I’m keeping it #my puppy’s name was Sunny. it’s silly of me but it makes me feel even closer to one piece now #anyway sorry for rambling #I miss my big baby

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rebornrosess · 1 year

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happy hozier day to all those who celebrate

#hozier releasing a new ep on his bday which is also st patricks day…big day for irish ppl!#i am canadian idk if any of that means anything #if not i am sorry </3 #i’m like 1/8th irish at the very most so </3 #i just think it is neat #anyways i’m scheduling this for 12am i will update later with my thoughts on the ep 😁#update: LOVE THEM!!! love the new sound tiktok can suck it i am very excited to see where he goes 😁#st patricks day #eat your young #hozier

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shittysawtraps · 7 months

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when your friend says “i’m becoming the joker,” reply, “well, i’m becoming jigsaw” to one-up them. do not elaborate on what this means

#shitty saw traps #saw franchise #mod amanda #oh you’re gonna do fucked up shit because society has driven you crazy?#well I’M gonna do fucked up shit because I’m tired and done #your violence is rooted in a desire to shock while mine is rooted in a desire for connection #(even if that connection is through trauma)#you may have lost control. but I just gained it. and that’s scarier #anyway im sorry to hear that your shift sucked #(sorry if this post is too edgy)

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quercus-queer · 2 years

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“First Kill is bad” to YOU. It was actually made for ME personally though so shut up. Sorry you can’t appreciate a pining lesbian vampire with a gay best friend that’s ride or die, a lesbian monster hunter with a neon aesthetic and a relationship with her ex, milfs, a complete lack of homophobia, monster hunting, shitty cgi, and cliche romantic tropes queer people never get to enjoy, but me? Well I can because I have TASTE

#first kill #first kill netflix #I’m sorry I genuinely don’t understand why ppl are criticizing it the way they are #1.) extremely low budget series 2.) extremely gay and fun 3.) interesting characters and plot #people also said heartstopper was cringy so… maybe you just suck #if it was mlm… would you be giving up on it so fast and shitting on it?#probably not and I’ll stand by that #also when I say it’s made for me I mean this quite literally everything I’ve ever wanted #including the horrendous cgi #it’s okay when it’s a low budget queer romance #when it’s marvel and shit… die

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mediumgayitalian · 10 days

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The crooked, creaky door of the cluttered infirmary storage room pushes open and slams shut in the span of a second, just barely allowing someone to dart through. Nico jumps, banging his head on the shelf he’s hiding under, chomping full force on his lip to bite back a shout. The shadows, on lucky reflex, bend around him and shroud his face. The rest of him he tucks further into the forgotten corner between two filing cabinets, holding his breath.

Under the unflattering light of the single swinging lightbulb, Will looks dull.

A thin headband attempts to hold back his frizzy hair, although it does very little. Curls stick out oddly and many shorter hairs are plastered to his temples and the back of his neck. His skin is unusually lacklustre, even pale, except for the high flush around his cheekbones. The bruising under his eyes rivals Nico’s. He has been wearing the same scrubs for the last two days.

With one last look at the closed door, nothing but garbled voices filtering through the heavy wood, he slumps. He drops his face into his chapped and bleeding hands, heels pressed into his eyes, and holds them there for ten seconds, twenty. Slowly, with trembles so minute they are at first glance unnoticeable, his shoulders begin to shake. The long fingers flexed and tensed around his forehead curl tightly, and he twitches, whole body trembling, teeth sunk hard into his bottom lip to stop his chin from quivering.

It does not work.

The first sob is quiet. He catches it quickly, forcing it back down, breathing heavily through his nose and out his mouth to beat it back. The second follows quickly, though, and it’s harder to choke down. When his face crumples, his resolve goes with it, and his knees hit the floor, sharp crack swallowed by the stillness of the room. He curls forward until his nose nearly hits his knees, hands sliding through his hair and over his ears and settling finally clutching together in the dip of his chest, bouncing with every heave of his chest. It’s quiet, his crying, enough that every dropped tear can be heard as it hits the dusty floor. The only time his sobs are ever audible is when he opens his mouth, trying desperately to soak up enough air to catch himself, to carry himself through.

Mute horror holds Nico’s tongue hostage.

He’d escaped in here the second Will had been called away this morning, dragged for the umpteenth time to handle a crashing patient or a complicated hymn or to soothe someone’s nerves. For the past two days he’s been doing his best to monitor Nico and a handful of other front liners who’d exhausted themselves in battle, but his focus has been split and the infirmary has been crowded. Whenever he runs off to put out whatever fire had cropped up — sometimes literally — the whispers start, the glances, the skin crawling up Nico’s back. Nico can hardly tell anymore what’s the shadows and what’s the people around him, watching him out of the corners of their eyes like they’re waiting for him to bust out a scythe and a black hooded cloak and start reaping.

The storage room is supposed to be an escape. Out of the way and forgotten as it is, it is supposed to be the place he can hide for an hour, escape the heavy gaze of the rest of the camp, collect himself before braving it all again.

Clearly, though, he’s not the only one who thinks so.

There’s something disorienting about seeing Will Solace cry. In the few times Nico has spoken with him during his visits to camp, he’s been a barely-contained explosion of energy, whether talking Nico’s ear off with updates about people he barely knows and references he hardly understands or cussing him out for overextending himself. He’s used — as much as he can be to someone he’s only beginning to really get to know — to his wildly flailing hands and widely playful grin, his loud drawling voice, his painful, constant brightness.

His hands, now, clench until they’re bloodless, trembling. There is no hint of his wide smile or twinkling eyes, because his face is hidden by all the hair that his given up on the pretence of the hairband, and the only sound from him are his gasping breaths and swallowed-back sobs. Nico watches him because he cannot look away. He flinches because every cry, every rough, scraping inhale, sounds like shattering rock, like an iceberg breaking off a glacier.

A quiet beeping startles them both.

For a stretch of time Will is motionless. The beeping continues, steady and soft, bouncing off the cluttered shelves and fading before they echo. After the third round — and Nico counts, if anything for something to do besides watch the chafed skin on Will’s hands crack and bleed with every flex — he drags himself upright, nails drawing lines in the thick dust of the floorboards, and rests back on his heels. He breathes for a moment, shuddering, hands pressed flat to his face; in, beep, beep, beep; out, beep, beep, beep. None of his breaths are ever steady, but he wastes no more time, swiping under his eyes and pinching his cheeks to restore his face to some of its usual colour. He grips onto each board of the shelf to his right as he yanks himself upwards, hand over hand, until he’s stretched, finally, to stand, although there remains a slouch to his broad shoulders.

The beeping continues, emanating from the watch on his left hand, growing softer or louder as he trails his fingers over the shelves from one end to the other, from the first, the second, the third. He pauses finally on a collection of bottles, turning them carefully to read the labels, then tucks them each gently into his already bulging pockets until he is left with what he must carry between his fingers.

The shadows bend to cover Nico again as Will turns, unknowingly facing him, and pulls himself suddenly straight-backed, chin set high, shoulders squared. He smiles, wide, fractured, squinting his eyes deliberately. The beeping stops. He breathes, in, smile, out, nod, and turns, striding, back to the door, opening it with flourish and swiping the dust off his clothes.

“Found them! Sorry it took so long, I really had to look —”

The door swings shut behind him, cutting off the rest of his sentence.

Nico stares at it with bile churning in his too-empty stomach.

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art by the incredible @clingonlikeclingwrap

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unknownartiste · 3 months

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the gang’s all here ╹◡╹ my head hurts

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amoebeau · 1 year

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Girl named dude

#I don’t care that my art sucks I’m posting it anyway #postal game #postal 1 #postal dude #my art #sorry he is making the same expression in each one #Believer in the idea he just forever looks like that

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fujii-draws · 17 days

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OKAY! Chatot rant in tags below! Read at your own discretion.

#okay starting from the beginning of where ppl usually dislike him. apple woods chapter.#he doesn’t give hero/partner the CHANCE to explain themselves despite them being relatively good recruits up until that point.#and that legit might be my only gripe with that chapter bc!!! stories need conflict! I LIKE the conflict in apple woods!!!#hero and partner being punished so something they didn’t do!#the misunderstanding! how team skull (Skuntank) actually outplays the main duo with a clever yet rotten trick. I LOVE that it segways into-#one of the more sweeter scenes of guild members looking out for eachother. I LIKE APPLE WOODS CONFLICT.#but chatot just. not giving them a chance. is so dumb.#I’d personally fix this by having a lil montage of hero/partner fucking up on jobs. A LOT. and chatot giving them a pass every time.#and let the perfect apple incident BE the one where he puts his foot down and doesn’t listen to them. bc he’d given them loads of chances.#and doesn’t want to hear any excuse.#but yeah. I legit dont mind him during that chapter except for that really stupid and frustrating moment.#NOW. CHAPTER 17.#UGGGGHHH WHERE DO I BEGIN #Him not believing hero and Partner about Grovyle and the future being in ruin? FINE. ACTUALLY GOOD. BC CHATOT WOULD BE SKEPTIC.#IT FITS HIS CHARACTER!!#BUT WHAT DOES SUCK. IS HIM GOING ‘Dusknoir isn’t the bad guy. he didn’t do anything wrong’#WHEN HE LITERALLY KIDNAPPED HERO AND PARTNER RIGHT I N F R O N T OF HIM.#(NO LITERALLY. HIS CHARACTER IS IN THE FRONT ROW WHEN IT HAPPENED.)#and him. having the GALL to tell hero and partner they must’ve been ‘seeing things’ and downplaying the HELL they went through.#despite them being missing for hours/days. his own guild recruits. and his angry sprite showing up.#like. I think that’s when I genuinely despised him.#that and him going ‘OH I BELIEVED YOU THE WHOLE TIME HEEHOO :)’ shit was so fucking annoying.#just playing it off as a joke the second the guild started to believe hero and partner.#IMAGINE IF HE W A S ACTUALLY TESTING THE GUILD’S TRUST. SHOWCASING HIM AS THE MORE RESPONSIBLE AND RESPECTFUL RIGHT HAND OF THE GUILD.#and yes. Brine cave he saves hero and partner. but at that point I just didn’t care anymore.#he fucked those two over so much. that I didn’t care what ‘valiant’ sacrifice he had.#and he grills Team Skull for what they did OFF SCREEN. they couldn’t even give us THAT.#<<< THAT or him outright saying sorry would’ve been nice. IKIK his ‘actions’ or whatever but.#eughh again this is all imo. I’m not trying to make people hate him or change their mind.#I’ll get into positives in the second post cause I’m running out of tags

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asteroidaffection · 8 months

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sir john what

#hehe i think i’m funny #who wants to go on a picnic and read love poems to each other #+ then suck on some tiddies #i def read most of the poems in this book i promise it’s not just a prop and ya girl can read #did u guys know i love green #i feel like it’s almost fall vibes + i’m v v excited #curly + curvy #i would wear a bra but i don’t want to #if u read the tags this far u have a crush on me sorry we have to be lovers now #😘😘#biblically accurate asteroid

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estravenlover · 4 months

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HATER NATION!!! what’s the most annoying fan interpretation of aziraphale and crowley

#okay so I’m so glad you asked because mine is that people think aziraphale never experienced any hardship #and the crowley is somehow lightly abused by aziraphale all the time #bc crowley is a poor little meow meow and aziraphale doesn’t understand pain and only has nonsense emotions #I also don’t like that people like god so much in the fandom I feel like textually she sucks and won’t fix things like that’s the point #aziraphale #good omens #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #crowley #u guys can fight over it in the tags it will be fun!!!! this isn’t real and therefore not that deep #okay also I hate that aziraphale is never butch when he’s a girlie in fanart #like it’s fun when he’s femme too but idk I just think he would like being butch too #I also don’t buy that aziraphale was drugged by metatron I’m sorry that theory doesn’t make sense to me #I have some irl critical thoughts about good omens and fan treatment of the show but this is just silly for fun complaints

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iheartjameshetfield · 7 months

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James seeing you having a conversation with a guy during their show and fuming with anger (even though the interaction was innocent). Then,after the show, he takes you to the dressing room and fucks you so hard that you can’t walk straight after😭 I’m definitely imagining black album James for this.

the way i was imagining black album james before you even said it omg 😭 great minds think alike.

he saw you and that fucking guy interacting a couple times throughout the show, causing his voice to come off a little rougher than usual in his performance.

“hey.” his raspy voice would suddenly appear next to you as he wraps an arm over your shoulder. “who’s this kid.” he nods.

you’d tell him his name and inform james, whispering to him that you were just having an innocent conversation, no need to get all ‘alpha’ like.

i feel like james is the type of person to say a completely different name to the one you told him. like you would tell him “his name is mark”

and james would be like “nice to meet you carl” 💀💀

“darling, it’s time to go.” he gives you a sickeningly sweet smile as he takes your hand in his, leading you to his dressing room.

when you go inside, he doesn’t even speak. he sits on the couch, gesturing to his lap, impatiently waiting for you.

“james, seriously, it was nothing.”

“hurry up.” he seethes, ignoring you.

you scramble over to his direction, laying over lap. he lifts your skirt, running his rough hands over your smooth skin. he delivers a harsh slap to your ass, making you jolt forward.

“what do you say?”

“i’m sorry.” you mumble

he slaps your ass again, making you wail out. “what’d you say?”

“i’m sorry! please james…”

“sorry won’t cut it.” he sternly tells you, gesturing for you to sit on the couch next to him on your elbows and knees.

he roughly shoves your skirt off of you, along with your top. he starts by trailing his thumb down your heat, rubbing your clit in tight circles over your underwear. he pulls down your panties, plunging two fingers inside you, thrusting in and out.

“hold still.” he’d order you when you squirm, trying to rut your hips into his fingers. he starts off slow, rubbing your slick over your folds and then to your clit.

he would keep overstimulating you, thrusting his fingers inside of you but whenever he feels you clenching around him, he pulls out, wanting to edge you.

“james, please” you whine, tears springing on the corner of your eyes.

he mocks a face of sympathy, shushing you as he starts rubbing your clit again, making you cry out. you thrash underneath his fingers as he mercilessly thrusts into you, your slick and wetness leaking down your thighs and down his hands.

when you attempt to close your legs, james immediately opens them again, delivering a slap to your cunt. your elbows give out, and so would your knees if it weren’t for james holding you up by your hips.

“james, please, i need it…”

your voice is barely audible, too tired from being edged. thankfully, james finally listened to you. he pulled off his shirt and jeans just enough for his cock to be out. he strokes himself a couple of times, using your slick as lube.

he easily slips inside you, already enjoying the noises your pussy would make against him. he uses your hips as leverage to meet you back against his, enjoying the way his cock slips in and out of your pretty pussy.

you clench onto him, whining into the pillows of the couch when the speed of his thrusts increases. his arm reaches around to palm at your breasts, rolling your nipples in between his fingers.

when he feels your starting to rut your hips back at him, he slaps your ass in encouragement, loving the red marks that start to appear. “yeah, baby, like that. you can do better, come on.”

tears stream down your face from the overstimulation as you start to shake, feeling your orgasm approach you for what felt like the millionth time that night. you only pray that james would let you cum this time.

“need to cum james please. please let me cum, i’ll be good, i swear. i won’t do it again, just please.” you whine and beg, needing your release.

“i do love hearing you beg, though.” he quips, making you cry even more since you thought he wasn’t going to let you finish.

suddenly, a look of determination appeared on his face. he squeezes your ass, trailing them to your hips and grasps them so hard, bruises would appear the next day. he rubs your clit as he pistons himself into you, eager to get you to your release.

he pulls you up by your hair so your back would be against his chest. he attacks your neck with bruises, licking after to soothe the spot.

your vision starts to get hazy when you finally cum, feeling the sticky mess get on your and james’ thighs.

“thank you. thank you much. i promise i won’t do it again…thank you.” you repeat your thanks to him, not being able to think or focus on anything else but him and the feeling of you finally cumming after so long.

“we’re not done yet.” he whispers into your ear as if it were the most obvious thing, making you cry. your body couldn’t handle anything else but he couldn’t give less of a shit.

he pulls out so he can flip you onto your back. james uses your cum to lube himself up again, spreading your cum around your thighs and to your ass, making you as messy as possible.

he holds your thighs open, pushing into you again and starting to thrust. it was hard to enjoy the sight of him feeling so pleasured, the moans and groans he’s letting out as your cry, your makeup melting all over your face as you repeatedly apologize.

“james, fuck. ‘s too much james i cant.”

“shh, yes you can, be a good girl for me”

he ignores your pleads and speeds up instead, wrapping his arms around your hips to lift you up, instinctively wrapping your legs around him.

“that’s it baby. let kyle know who’s makin you feel this good.” he smirks, almost sadistically as he pounds into you.

you forgot completely about kyle or mark or whatever the fuck his name was. you were solely focused on james and james only.

you both let out loud and filthy moans, not caring whether all the people outside can hear you or not. he wipes away some tears from your eyes before leading his fingers down to your clit, rubbing it harshly and the feeling of pleasure adding for him whenever he touches himself on accident.

“oh james, fuck i cant-” you threw your head back, shutting your eyes as you scream. the pleasure was way too much. it was too overwhelming for you, you just couldn’t handle it anymore. the knot in your core just snapped as you released, james still rubbing you through it. only this time, it felt more intense then you have ever felt it before.

“holy fuck” james heaves as he watches you squirt all over him, your juices going on his stomach and chest as well as yours. “gonna cum so deep in you fuck baby.”

the sight instantly made him cum, james stilling inside of you as you clench around him, draining every drop inside as he moans in euphoria.

you hiss when he pulls out, not being able to handle any more friction. he uses this thumb to spread your folds, pushing back his cum that was threatening to leak out.

“good girl, that was fucking amazing. you did so fucking good for me, yeah? god that was..” he couldn’t even form any coherent thoughts let alone words as he replays what just happened in his head.

he’s both in shock and in awe of you as he helps you get dressed, letting you rest on the couch while he puts on his own clothes.

when you leave the room, he hooks an arm around your waist to help you walk since you were way too tired and fucked out, you physically couldn’t.

you pass by mark, the whole reason for this happening, and james sends him a cocky smirk as he waves at the boy. you hiss and whine as you feel james’ cum trickling down your legs, shoving your face into james’ chest and telling him you want to go home.

what have i done

i actually hate myself for this

#this sucks i’m so sorry 💀#WHAT THE FUCK #i’m actually speechless #what #what do i #i’m just #WHAT???#i’m so confused #what just happened #metallica #james hetfield #james hetfield metallica #james hetfield smut #metallica smut #james hetfield fanfic #james hetfield x reader #asks and replies

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macadam · 1 year

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Fully of the belief that Miko is only seen as an annoying character because of the dynamic between her and Jack.

Miko in isolation isn’t an annoying character. She’s reckless, and unwise, and has to be bailed out of trouble every five seconds, but this isn’t really an issue for any of the bots because as far as they’re concerned, this is Normal Human Behaviour™. They are constantly having to work with and around humans or bail them out of trouble.

Bulkhead adores Miko. He is exasperated by her like a parent is of their toddler, sure, but I wouldn’t say he is annoyed by her in any way. Her interaction with wheeljack is another example. When she exists with the bots by herself, she doesn’t come across as burdensome. She’s just limited, as every human is, by the curse of being small.

It’s only through her interactions with Jack, and his continuous challenging and calling out on her behaviour, that Miko becomes an annoying character. Frankly, it’s the tension between them which annoys the audience. We can only watch the same cyclical bickering between children before it gets old.

I have noticed that there actually are a lot of people who do like Miko, and find Jack super annoying instead. It seems like people pick one or the other depending on how you interpret which one is causing the tension. When I watched tfp as a kid, I loved Miko and hated Jack. Like, hated hated him. Because I saw Miko as a fun punk rock kid and Jack as the one needlessly calling her out. Upon rewatching tfp as an adult (who works with kids a lot) I related far more to Jack, and so the situation flipped; I saw Miko’s actions as more frustrating to watch.

The writers did eventually try to fix this, with the one heart-to-heart scene between Miko and Jack. But it was kind of rushed, and didn’t leave any lasting change to their dynamic. They went right back to arguing.

Tldr: Miko and Jack are annoying together. Fans usually pick one of em as the cause to be annoyed at but honestly, they are both fine on their own. Children bickering is annoying even in a fictional cartoon lmao

#as promised #I know a lot of people like to rant about her but tbh her character had so much potential to be a fan favourite #she is so silly #and frankly no more incompetent than any other human. like. they are ants #jacks caused problems from not listening too he just doesn’t get chewed out for it enjeieiwjwjje #I guess the conclusion from this can either be they’re both fun characters OR they both suck #mac thinks too much #maccadam #transformers #transformers prime #Jack Darby #miko nakadai #tfp #woooow another post talking about Miko very original #I’m sorry ok when the brain worms speak to me I have to give them voice #I am only human. what do you want from me #I have never. not once. promised quality on here

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crismakesstuff · 3 months

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i love seeing all the invincible pony posting so here’s my contribution for now ! i thought it would be fun to design a logo for this au for fun c:

this could be a name idea for this au perhaps?

Anyone is free to use it with credit!

#if this sucks I’m so sorry I am NOT a graphic designer #just a silly guy #invincible #invincible show #mlp crossover #mlp fim #mlp invincible au #nolan grayson #mark grayson #invincible au #my little pony friendship is invincible #crismakesstuff

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rooolt · 11 months

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Fucking ENOUGH “normal is actually the chosen one bc of the fucked up oak family” bullshit. Normal is actually the chosen one because normal chose to care

#Actually sick of it #Sorry I hate “normal is actually larks kid” theories and posts 1) you’re not the first person to say that 2) it’s bad and sucks #I just will be so angry if it’s canon it’s so dumb it adds nothing #I’m okay with the ambiguity I don’t want confirmation #Also I hate the idea that normal has to be the “chosen one” to save the world #It’s stupid and dumb who chose him #(I think there is some fandom bias of normal and this people are more inclined to make him the most “main character” by insisting he’s the #Chosen one but it’s soooooo much more interesting if he actually isn’t. You people hate complicated situations in stories)#N e ways I’m average and regular and have normal feeling abt this podcast #dndads #dungeons and daddies #sofie bikes is the realest chosen one “motherfucker I’m here” bring that energy to dndads

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watanabes-cum-dump · 10 months

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I saw someone somewhere say that not all the Aphrodite kids are “conventionally” attractive AND I WILL STAND BY THAT!!!!

Because yes!!! They’re not all white and skinny there’s gotta be some variety. They’re the children of the goddess of love and beauty, self love is a given. Confidence makes the most beautiful people.

Like even if some of them have braces or acne or whatever, I know they’re all beautiful and charming like it’s the vibes you know? People try so hard to make braces seem awkward but some of the prettiest girls I know have braces and they LOVE to laugh and show them off.

I also just know the Aphrodite boys are ACTUALLY CLEAN. They all actually wear chapstick, put on deodorant, brush their teeth and T A K E B A T H S. Nothing is more attractive than a man that actually washes his ass let me tell you.

What makes all the Aphrodite kids beautiful is that they’re all confident, there’s no way all of them have pretty baby blues or the metabolism of fucking cheetahs. And I just know they’re supportive like come on. Hot bitches don’t gate keep

#Also see: the entire Aphrodite cabin pulling up to watch Oppenheimer while the Ares Cabin goes to watch the Barbie movie #I’m sorry guys I have been seeing way too many PJO TikTok’s on my fyp I’m getting sucked back in #The PJO books (and Thalia) were my first love fr #PJO #Percy jackson #i need to draw my OCs in a PJO au again #Aphrodite kids #Aphrodite cabin #For those of you wondering I don’t *think* I’m an Aphrodite kid but I haven’t taken the demigod quizzes in a while so #Last time I took one I got Poseidon but statistically that is impossible #Also bc like I don’t swim that much??? Just bc I have lifeguard training doesn’t mean I’m a Poseidon kid #Isn’t bc I’m filipino #huh????#bc my motherland is a bunch of islands and beautiful beaches???#I also got hades but that was back when I was trying way too hard to be goth in like fifth grade

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