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tiramegtoons · 8 months
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what if you wanted to revive a teammate
but Marie said
"disable ragdolls"
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ilovejuzi · 2 months
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FUCK EVERYTHING ITS J MURDER DRONES
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what if I just died/pos
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baifengxis · 6 months
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can't believe a tv show called my demon has me crying and screaming and smiling and ksdkfkskdjfdkg
I DON'T CARE. HE SAID. SHE TOLD HIM HE WILL DIE FOR HER. AND HE SAID. I DON'T. CARE.
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givesuethemoon · 1 year
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sent by the sun
by: etherealbliss
rated: E
word count: 51k
“I know,” Louis mutters, ghosting his mouth over Harry’s pulse point, “that if you’d stop wasting your time with him, if you’d just let me… I could show you so many things. I could change everything for you. There are ways in which you could be seduced that you haven’t even dreamed of, angel.”
At that, Harry breaks.
In 1970s Los Angeles, Harry is a groupie who aches to feel alive. Louis is the lead singer of a rock band who aches to know him.
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freakyyvirgo · 5 months
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Beyoncé at the Club Renaissance in Salvador, Bahia (12/21/2023)
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splynter · 1 year
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Seven Rules, Four Undone
Mother of nothing and guardian of ruin. Architect and designer of the local iterator group “Spirals of Logical Answers.”
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ask-sora-aguilar · 22 days
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Okay everyone…meet the CUTEST and SWEETEST LIL’ SISTER EVER!!!!!
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Odessa Aguilar Shinomoto
Age: 4
Personality type: ENFP
Ethnicity: Asian (Japanese) & Hispanic (Colombian)
Hair color/type: purple/straight-curly
Eye color: brown
Skin color: fair cream
Gender: Female
Family: Natalia Aguilar (maternal grandmother)
Gabriela Aguilar (Mother +)
Shinomoto (Father 🥛)
Noelia Aguilar (Maternal aunt)
Sora Aguilar (older brother)
Friends: Captain Crepitas (teddy bear), Skipp, Bailey, Vinnie, Stone, Finn, Jasper, maid, Baylee, maroon, Flynn, old man Howard, Bailey’s kitties
Neutral: Tre, Dante, Rigel and Cen, Pebble (will change)
Enemies: Fritz, Ivan, Nadia, Ditch, Avrille, mean people who hurt animals and “Scraps”
LIKES
Spending time with her family/friends
Magic
Storybooks
Playing pretend
Her brother’s singing
Dress up
Maid’s cooking
Sweets
Skipp’s music
Bailey’s kitties
Flowers
Animals
DISLIKES
Fritz
Animal cruelty
People flirting/being mean to her brother
Bullies/bullying
Fighting
Losing Captain Crepitas
Leaving her friends
Grandma/Auntie alone
Smelly places/objects
Scary people/animals
Her dad (based on her family’s stories about him)
Odessa Aguilar Shinomoto is one of the main characters in my au. She is Sora’s baby sister, Noelia’s niece, Gabriela’s only daughter, as well as Natalia’s only granddaughter.
A shy but fun little girl. She’s currently stranded on ramshackle’s streets with her older brother.
She’s also a mute.
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aster1sque · 9 months
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Couldn’t draw Marlene without Dorcas, could i?
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sylvies-kablooie · 4 months
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the sylvie fandom is running low on content and i find myself busy with life during this crucial time. just know i am still thinking about her despite it all.
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badmoodbatflowers · 1 year
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Sweet like honey
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chapter x: if I had my way
Rating: explicit
Pairing: Wednesday/Tyler
Summary:
Who was Tyler to resist Wednesday’s offer?
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coffincoitus · 3 months
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the way that he always gets home and starts hanging his coat and shirt on the furniture and dropping his bag and whatever is in his pockets everywhere and my mother immediately engages him in casual conversation as if it's all normal. as if everything about him isn't repulsive. the way the apartment is always a mess bc of him. it makes me feel insane!!!
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bobnewbie · 1 year
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After a particularly challenging, 18-hour birth, little Ruthie made her way into the world.
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timothylawrence · 1 year
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Summary:
With Rhys and Sasha's upcoming departure to Promethea, Fiona wrestles with all the changes her newfound independence brings.
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miryum · 2 years
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Okay I had an idea for a Spot Conlon x reader!!
Passing out outside his door after getting soaked, Spot finding the reader and taking them inside his room to take care of her.
She/They pronouns of you don’t mind!!
Spot Conlon was anything if not intelligent. He had risen through Brooklyn not only on account of his strength, but his smarts. He had his smarts with him when he became the King of Brooklyn. He had his smarts with him when he upped his paper buying- buying and selling a hundred and fifty papes instead of only one hundred. He had his smarts with him when he beat up the Delancey brothers for harassing one of his newsies.  
However, he may not have had his smarts with him when he agreed to join Jack Kelly’s strike and he definitely didn’t have his smarts with him when he carried in an unconscious girl that appeared on the Lodging House doorstep. 
“Spot?” Knicks ran up to him. “We have a situation- wait. You have something bigger going on.” Knicks noticed the girl in Spot’s arms. “Who’s that?” 
“I don’t know.” Spot pushed past Knicks and the small crowd of newsies that had begun to form. 
“What are you doing? How’d they’d get here? Do you know where Vinny’s hat is?” Knicks started questioning Spot. 
Spot groaned at the boy’s questions and started towards the stairs. “I’m bringing her up to my room to take care of her. I don’t know. I found her on the doorstep. As you can see, she’s beaten up pretty badly. And no, I haven’t seen Vinny’s hat.”
Spot was right. The girl in his arms had been soaked and looked pretty rough. She had a black eye that was a nasty black, purple, and blue. On the other side of their face, another bruise was creeping up their cheekbone. Her lip was split and had a smattering of other cuts and blemishes on their face.
Before Knicks could ask anymore questions, Spot quickly sidestepped him and hurried to his room.
Spot set the teenager down and before exiting the room. He wanted to grab some things to clean them up. Maybe some bandages or ointment? Truth be told, Spot was better at soaking someone than healing them. 
Once he got back with his half-hazard supplies, he found the person sitting up on their elbows. 
“Hello?” Spot looked at her sceptically. Should he trust this random person? 
“Who are you?” The girl asked, trying to sit up further. 
Spot shook his head and said, “Lay back down. What happened to you?” 
“Answer my question.” 
Spot raised an eyebrow. No one ever talked back to him. But, this kid didn’t know he was the King of Brooklyn. He could cut them some slack. “I’m Spot Conlon, newsie, and King of Brooklyn.” 
The girl’s eyes narrowed but she laid down as Spot had asked. “I’m Y/n. I-uh.” They cleared their throat, “The Delancey Brothers got to me. They thought I was stealing something.” 
“Were you stealing something?” Spot asked in a deadpan voice. He wouldn’t be surprised if this dirty street-rat needed to steal to stay alive. He wasn’t about to diss on it, though. He knew all too well about life on the streets. He started cleaning the girl up. 
“Yes.” Y/n admitted. She pulled out a policeman’s whistle, a proud glint in her eye. “It just looked so shiny and I thought I could get some good money for it.” She then squinted at Spot who was cleaning some cuts on her arm, careful for her fresh bruises. “Why’d you take me in? I know newsies are all about loyalty and crap, but I’m not a newsie.” 
Spot huffed a laugh, “Just ‘cause you’re not a newsie doesn’t mean I’d leave you out there. That’s cruel.” 
“You were still taking a gamble. I could knock you out and steal from you right now.” 
This time, Spot laughed for real. “Yeah, sure sweetheart. You could beat me in a fight. And, I don’t know… there was just something about you? I couldn’t imagine you doing anything terrible… Sounds stupid. I know.” 
Y/n hummed. “Alright, Spot Conlon. I trust you.” 
They went to stand but Spot pushed them back down. “That was a bad soaking. You were unconscious. I’m not about to let you waltz out here.” 
Y/n glared at him, “I can take care of myself.”
“From what I just saw, no you can’t.” Spot contradicted. “You’re staying here until you get better.” 
Y/n leaned back on Spot's bed, arms crossed. “Then I guess you’re stuck with me, Spot Conlon.” 
Spot grinned, “I guess I am.”
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fagtainsparklez · 1 year
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JAIDEN JAIDEN JAIDEN
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