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hg-aneh · 8 months
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All these anons are cowards. Bring on the Crowleys. How would you rate the Crowleys from most to least favorite?
No bc the amount of Asks I've gotten that are trying to bait me into not picking Crowley is CRAZY /pos
Y'all win, okay😭, jeSus
and uhhhh
I don't have a least favorite Crowley, I think
as for my favorites, it's a tie between Turtleneck Crowley / Cardigan Crowley / Too Fast For Me, Crowley / OH FLOWER OF SCOOOOOTLAND Crowley / Eden Crawly / Disco Tony and Bildad the Shuhite
oh, and Twinkliel, but idk if he counts as a Crowley
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very-feral-lesbian · 2 years
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i know the smile has no meaning but im convinced it thinks im stupid for not remembering i already left kudos and is giving me that sarcastic closed mouth smile
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verylazyanimal · 7 months
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The cake ate them.🤪
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katsukiizmoon · 4 months
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Him stroking his cock to the thought of you, fucking his fist all sloppily. Precum spills over and slicks his palm and cock. His face and chest are hot and a little sticky with sweat, throat dry, while he pants.
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sarcasticmothdraws · 1 year
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What a PERFECT time for a doodle dump.
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iguessricciardo · 4 months
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cquackity · 3 months
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tommy: if there was a war we would fight side by side
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brooklynisher · 10 days
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Hey guys
I'm downloading SteamWorld Heist too
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superbellsubways · 7 months
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alphawolfstabs · 1 year
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Steve: I have something I need to get off my chest
Eddie: is it your shirt
Eddie: ..plEASE say it’s your shirt-
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6flyingosprey6 · 2 months
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I hate him
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sakamichibeeldarchief · 2 months
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beefbastard13 · 5 months
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“I’m gay and homophobic😛😛😛” you’re not quirky and i hate you
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xx-ghost-xxx · 10 months
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stoicmike · 7 months
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You should obey that little voice in your mind when it whispers, “Shut up, you idiot!” -- Michael Lipsey
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shamelessler · 8 months
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Holding onto Hope
a lee!dream fic
Dream's body shook as he heaved out heart wrenching sobs, his back rubbing against the rough obsidion as lava burned his skin.
He was sure he had a third degree burn all over his body. In Quackity's last visit he'd gone a bit too far...Sam had to come in his cell to heal Dream's fatal wounds so there Dream sat covered in bandages.
He had to admit part of him found it comforting to have the bandages on, Sam had put them there. He'd done it so lovingly, it was almost like Sam cared about him. Sure, the only thing Sam cared about was keeping Dream alive for the revivial book but It was fun for Dream to trick his brain into thinking somebody still loved him.
He was pathetic, but Dream didn't have it in him to care anymore. He didn't have anything left in him to keep going. He remembered the firey passion that burned in his heart when he was first thrown in here.
The desire to rebel and do things only to spite Sam was strong, but once Quackity started visiting...Once he learned he really wasn't getting out of his one, it felt like the flame in his heart had gone out. Dream lifted his bandaged hands, he could barely see them through his battered vision. It was probably from the painfully bright lava.
Flashbacks ran through his brain over and over like a broken record. Then suddenly there was the bubbling sound of falling lava. Dream's breath hitched. Quackity couldn't be back already, he was just here. But...who would visit him?
Dream heard his heart pounding and the sound of the platform shifting in his ears, he tried to figure out which was which.
Dream hoped against hope that the platform would continue moving forever and for it to never reach it's eventual destination, but he should've learned long ago that hope was a dangerous game. The platform came to a halt. Dream expected to hear angry footsteps towards him but instead he was met with silence. He peaked at the unknown visitor, seeing a
figure hovering above the rough obsideon.
"Dream! Oh goodness, you don't look very happy..." Ghostbur exclaimed, a pitiful smile on his ghostly pale face. Dream gasped, quickly feeling around the floor for his mask. "Are you looking for that scary mask? You don't need it, friend. It's only little ol' me." Ghostbur informed with a cheerful smile. Dream was slightly annoyed at Ghoustburs chipper attitude when he was suffering so. Dream sighed, pushing that thought out of his head. Ghostbur was practically a child, he couldn't grasp the seriousness of anything. Dream supposed there was no harm in showing his face to Ghostbur.
"Yeah...I guess..." Dream quickly shook the tears off his face
"Oh no, were you crying?" Ghosbur asked, "that just won't do. Here, I brought some blue just in case."
Ghostbur dug into his pocket and Dream raised a brow skepically. What the fuck was blue? Ghostbur gasped, pulling blue dye out of his pocket, "I knew I had some!"
He held it like it was his child, "You just take some and it takes your sadness away." Ghostbur instructed.
"Like drugs," Dream thought to himself, deciding not to share this thought with the impressionable ghost. The last thing his server needed was Ghostbur selling drugs. Ghostbur extended his arm to give Dream the blue. Dream hesiantly took it, flinching when the blue immediately turned a dark navy blue almost turning black.
The entire time this whole visit Ghostburs smile fell.
"Oh your very sad..." Ghostbur offered a little smile, "You know..when I'm sad, I like tickles, I believe thats what their called."
Dream wished he had his mask on right now because he could sure use something to cover his flustered face.
"O-Oh! That won't be neccisary...T-Thanks anyways."
Ghostbur smiled playfully, "Oh come on, you look like you could use a laugh. Tell me, Friend. When was the last time you laughed?"
Dream knew Ghostbur meant well asking that question, but it cut Dream deep. God, how long had it been?
Dream pushed negaitive thoughts out of his head.
"I...If I'm being honest with you Ghostbur, I forgot how long It's been." Dream sighed. Ghostbur smiled gently, "I think you deserve to laugh."
Dream's heart welled up with hope, "Yeah...maybe..."
Ghostburs smile shifted into a playful smirk, "So...whaddya say?" his fingers wiggled mischeviously.
Dream blushed and shut his eyes tightly as he held his arms up, "Go for it..."
Ghostbur squealed, twirling in the air before floating down to Dream and kneeding into his sides.
Dream gasped at the freezing fingers, the gasp quickly turning into uncontrollable giggling. "D'aww, your giggling!" Ghostbur coo'ed.
"Ahare nohot!" Dream claimed, squirming into the wall behind him.
"Arreeee...Too!"
Ghostbur's fingers massaged ribs Dream's causing Dream to squeal and fall into squeaky cackles.
"NahHAHAhaha! NohoHoo..!"
Ghostbur blowed a quick raspberry into Dream's neck, smiling when Dream's laughter fell silent and his squirming stopped completely as he succumbed to the tickles. Ghostbur rubbed away the leftover tickles, surprised when Dream giggled at even that.
"You're so ticklish, a small breeze could tickle you!" Ghostbur exclaimed, blowing a steady stream of air onto Dream's ear causing him to squeak and blush even harder.
Dream covered his face with his hands before Ghostbur tsked, "Ah, ah, ah! No covering up your cute laugh." Ghostbur took Dream's hands, tracing the lines on Dream's hands as lightly as possible withou disturbing the bandages. Dream leaned into Ghostbur, giggling helplessly into his shoulder, "WAIT NOT- EEHEK! My hahands!!"
Ghostbur smiled from ear to ear, "Oh what a delightful surprise! Ticklish hands? I've never heard of that before!"
Dream shook his head gently, "G-GhohOstbur!"
The little ghost rolled his eyes playfully, "Fine, fine." Ghostbur stopped and started very gently massaging Dream's scarred hands.
Dream relaxed into the touch, getting out some residual giggles and sighing in contentness. "Does that feel good, Friend?" Ghostbur asked hopefully.
"You have no idea..." Dream smiled genuinely, "thank you, Ghostbur. You made me feel so much better."
Ghostbur's impossibly huge smile got even bigger, "Well I'd better keep vititing then, as your professional friend!"
Ghostbur hugged Dream tightly, making Dream's heart swell.
"I'd better be off. Friend can't walk himself." Ghostbur got up, floating towards the exit.
The sight of Ghostbur leaving left a sour taste in Dream's mouth, but he was on too much of a high to notice it right now.
"Wait- Ghostbur?" Dream called.
Ghostbur raised a brow, "Yes, Dream?"
Dream bit the inside of his cheek, "Why...Why are you doing this?"
Ghostbur gave Dream a sincere look, "Everyone deserves a second chance."
That sentance left Dream stunned.
"Well, bye Dream! See you next weeeekkk!" Ghostbur floated away, leaving Dream with a warm feeling in his chest.
His heart was lit aflame again, but this time it was with platonic love for Ghostbur, instead of hatred for the world.
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A/N: ok before you say anything, YES this is a dream prison fic. and NO i am not cringe for that. it was an ask i got 2 years ago and i was too shy to post it because i honestly dont entirely mind dream or the dsmp its just that ppl make fun of ppl for writing about dream. im taking a big boy step posting my 2 year old writing do not ruin this for me/j🥰✋️
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