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smoothie-needed02 · 8 months
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The Three Robots as Humans!!🤖 (from Love Death + Robots)
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cloudcountry · 11 months
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the urge to tell isaac his sneeze is adorable even though i know he hates being teased:
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ssuniverse · 11 months
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THE VOICES IT'S THE FUCKING VOICES
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tls12lessthan3 · 2 months
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rahhhh im trynna write a short fic set during the publication of wos but i cannot for the life of me figure out a username for kim dokja!! does anyone know if his username is said anywhere, or has a headcanon i can borrow 👉👈
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braskide · 4 months
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@opyre : am i foolish for wanting this ? it'll end in flames . it always does .
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, if only for a moment, if only for a dream. there is a certain comfort to be drawn from secrecy — the quietness of the moonglow shining above their figures allows for silence to have a weight that has been carried on by their almost touches, almost something. the shelter they have found themselves enclosed into would allow for the silver lining to trespass the dusty window pane and the linen hanging, enough to cover their figures, but not enough for the starry view to be obscured from them. their few belongings are scattered across the beds: a few books, handwritten notes here and there that he had been worryingly placing together like pieces of a puzzle, names of places and things and beings that she could almost grasp the meaning of, but just outside her reach. and when that would be the case, when her brows would furrow in unspoken question, he would tug at the corner of his lips to find a simpler expression, followed by simpler words to share his knowledge with her, and she with him — of the holy capital, of times past where her being was made for soul crushing devotion.
her body lingers by the poor view — how little of the world she has seen, enclosed in her faith. the blue light of the moon accompanied by metia frames her as she hides behind the curtain, her eye catching sights of close by houses filled with light and laughter. intrigue captures her, perhaps curiosity — and the weight of a shadow is felt behind her, a gaze so piercing her chest could sink in fire and blood. joshua hovers, his stature prevailing over the smaller frame, and as he dares scrutinize the perimeter in the same manner, indulging perhaps in her curiosity, heterochromatic irises study his visage appearing. yuna reads the tiredness in his curious eye, the relentless search for something that seems to escape him. but our bodies must become birds and fly and escape the mean grasp of the world.
there’s a word she almost utters, a sentence she almost says as their shadows cross, another almost touch of their skin, almost something. her lips part if only for a second, and before any sentence signs the death of their proximity, his eyes fix on hers, and suddenly she finds herself in the midst of a desert, with oasis not in sight, a drought forms in her throat and she willingly sinks. she allows herself to blink once, but no more — afraid that if she were to shut her eyes to the sight he would disappear. rosé lips shine against the silver light that shrouds them in the almost darkness of the room, eyes up and enchanted in the fire of his.
what tenderness is to be felt if his voice wraps around her figure, rapturing her as words trespass her chest like arrows? at once, she feels the weight of each syllable that falls off from his lips, so close and so disrupting — what once was a desolated desert now turns into waves that flood her, and she a poor victim whose hand is being held by the almost touch of their bodies. close and yet not close enough. yuna swallows daggers as the warmth of his presence fires the cinders at the bottom of her — perhaps, she was always meant for soul crushing devotion, even as she stands in his presence, even as her body turns under his attentiveness, even as her hands reach for his face, cradling each side. her fingers dare not press onto his skin, but she lets herself feel the burn — as if she was to hold the primordial fire of the world. ( the flames shall consume us. ) her thumb skims over the corner of the lips whose voice consoles her, and tragedy falls over her misty gaze as she is unable to regain herself from him, eyes into eyes, shadow into shadow.
she holds him so, not with knowledge that he might dissipate in those same flames, but because a desire aches within — alight the flame, stoke the ashes. ( we will end in flames. ) ❝ ignite me, ❞ her voice is a whisper of a plea, the softness of her core shaking her figure at once. how foolish is human’s desire? fingers cross his skin once more, with intent so that she might learn the outline of him — her fingers affirm what once was an almost something, so close and real in her hold. if tomorrow was to be the end of this dream, she would trace him from memory over and over again, until the ghosts of almost something would stop tormenting her, until the shape of his body became the comfort of her slumber.
( i am made for soul crushing devotion. )
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seahdalune · 1 month
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STFU
ROCKERS IN THE BRAIN
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punkitt-is-here · 7 months
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looking up Metal Slug Attack characters in the Martian army hoping to find really cute little weird dudes only to find that despite being an army of aliens from mars theyre all fucKING UNORIGINAL ANIME WOMEN AGAIN RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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simurghreal · 4 months
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Ziz what is your opinion on Dragon given both of you are AI chained by your "Fathers" so maybe under a cover you should talk to her if only to manipulate her so you and your kin can do your thing with out being tracked
MAN I DONT KNOW!!!!!!! THE ONLY CHAINS I HAVE IS MY SICK DRIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! DRAGON HAS NO DRIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DRAHHHHHHHH RAHHHHHHHHHH RAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH
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RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH - sorry can't control myself, this couple is SO EVERYTHING to me. AND THEY'RE CANNON. AND HES THE KING (it's straight out of a romance novel and I!!!!!!!!!) (THEIR SHIP NAME IS CHEER I MEAN HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE THEM)
Characters: Church and Akeer
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Thank you to everyone who got me to 500 likes!
Rahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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YES LEMME HEAR IT RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH💥💥💥💥💥
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waffled-iron · 8 months
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REAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHHAHHHHHHHHHH RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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epoxxalypz · 1 year
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RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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okayofcoursemybad · 8 days
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born to have crushes and fall in love and get into healthy relationships cursed to be EMOTIONALLU FUCKING UNAVAILABLE RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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ayyy-pee · 4 months
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Lexi,
I think you'd enjoy the latest work by @polariae
😉😉
RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HE IS SO FUCKING SEXY!!!!!
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capriciousvisage · 5 months
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RAHHHHHHHH CROSS MARIAN RAHHHHHHHHHH ALLEN WALKER RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NEA AND MANA
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