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#a couple streams
tundrakatiebean · 2 years
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Just because I know like half of this site is feral for this song rn - my fave small band did a cover of it and it gives me goosebumps every time I listen to it
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Not saying this means the thing but it definitely means the thing. They are literally the couple.
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rookeryyy · 20 days
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REINVENT
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YOURSELF
tumblr HATES my 44.1mb image swag so it has SO MUCH COMPRESSION and downsizing here. :') peep the actual intended size & quality (or as good as i could get it exported)
post-return Q!Tubbo :] Tee hee.
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un hamburgesa para tubbo (he lookied ungry)
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leo-kinnie · 21 days
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this is who ur making fun of when u say im bitchless btw
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fluffyartbl0g · 1 year
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Someone get this man a younger sibling that ISNT like. Twice his height.
#one piece#op fanart#monkey d. luffy#shirahoshi#kozuki momonosuke#IVE FINISHED REREADING THROUGH WANO IM OBSESSED WITH MOMONOSUKE NOW#I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AND I MISS HIM SO MUCH T - T!!!!#literally tears streaming down my face ‘But I think of you like a little brother!#You’ve heard of laser beam that make you read one piece#get ready for laser beam that makes you REREAD one piece#srsly. do it. I didn’t care about characters like bellamy or shirahoshi or even momonosuke all that much on my first read through#IM OBSESSED NOW. I LOVE HARUDJIN THE GIANT TOO AND I CANT WAIT TO SEE MORE OF HIM T - T!!! I ALSO DIDNT CARE ABOUT KATAKURI LIKE AT ALL#NOW I CANT GET ENOUGH#also what the actual heck guys. I know its only been a couple of months since wano ended.#but why aren’t there any fics centred on luffy and momo being brothers… There’s like one on ao3 and it’s in italian…#PEOPLE ARE ACTUALLY SLEEPING SO HARD ON LUFFY BEING THE OLDER BROTHER/MENTOR TO BOTH MOMO AND SHIRAHOSHI#IM SO MAD#SHIRAHOSHI AND MOMO ARE BOTH THE CHOSEN ONES ; - ;!!! AND LUFFY HAS BEEN PROHPESIZED TO HELP GUIDE THEM TO USE THEIR POWERS!!!#eg shirahoshi hearing the voices of the sea kings and momo hearing zunesha#both times luffy hasn’t been able to talk to them… but he’s been able to guide his younger siblings to use their powers properly#No im fr obsessed with luffy and shirahoshi and momo WHERE THE GOD DAMN FANFICTION AAAGFRGEHSHHSHSHS#LUFFY TREATING SHIRAHOSHI AND MOMO THE SAME WAY ACE TREATED HIM WHEN HE WAS YOUNGER T - T#KILL ME AAAAA1!!1!1!1!!1!1!1#99 percent of all tags on my posts are just me freaking out LMAOOOO
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neytui · 10 months
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When your coworker leaves his baby in your care and she wants the toy that comes with your face
She can't eat a hamburger yet sadly
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glowsticcc · 5 months
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day 6- party
pirates smp was the only time i witnessed sunship duo rp live and i became immediately endeared with them just for them to die within the hour >:(
but ykw i can pretend they got to be happy so here’s them getting wasted together :3
@mcyt-yuri-week
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kiiseru · 2 months
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Her dream.
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jagalart · 2 days
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Lovebirds
Patron reward for the incredible Bleatnik_ featuring Possessed_Pasm I'm a big fan of your birdsonas....🔥
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doodledrawsthings · 3 months
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Do you have a Kofi? Because if so I'll send a few bucks your way and just pretend it's me kissing Luka
I do but while I appreciate the sentiment, I’m not really hurting for money rn.
If you’re gonna spend money for me, I’d much rather you donate it or send it to an artist who actually needs commissions
Care for Gaza
E-SIMs for Gaza
Friends of the Congo
Maui Rapid Response
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slashmagpie · 7 months
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Look, he’s no idiot. He’s no cheater, either. He knows that it’s extraordinarily unwise to be sneaking around the dungeon of Decked Out when you’re not playing the game itself. But the thing is—the thing is, is that Bdubs dreams. And when Bdubs dreams, he can’t always control where he goes, and sometimes—sometimes that’s right into the heart of the dungeon.
Here’s the other thing: Bdubs sleeps a lot. More than most. Sunset to sunrise, he’s curled up under the covers of his bed, fast asleep and dreaming. Others—other people, they stay up all night, attract all the phantoms. Not Bdubs! He’s the only sane, rational person on this server. He sleeps. But the others—they stay up all night.
Recently, they’ve been staying up all night playing Decked Out. 
Bdubs doesn’t know if Tango sleeps anymore. He certainly hopes Tango sleeps, but the man is too engrossed in his redstone for his own good sometimes. Maybe now that the game is done, is launched, is actively being played, he’ll take a nap or two. But right now, Bdubs is dreaming, and Tango is in the dungeon, and Bdubs, against his will, is here too.
Tango is not-quite-solid, ephemeral, and Bdubs gets the sense that if he were awake and standing where he is, he wouldn’t be able to see Tango at all. Tango doesn’t seem to see him, either, back turned as he approaches a ravager on the bank of the River of Souls. 
Ghostlike, Tango presses his forehead against the (unknowing, unseeing) ravager’s, a smile on his face. The ravager slips through Tango’s form, leaving Tango pressed against its side, but he seems unfazed, patting affectionately at its flank with a hand. “Good job, Pumpkin,” he says, and Bdubs can hear the pride in his voice, the hint of a laugh. “Good job. You listened. I appreciate the effort.”
In his dreams, Bdubs can’t feel the chill of the dungeon; he’s toasty and warm under the blankets of the waiting room bed. (Okay, look, he may also be spending the night at Decked Out, but at least he’s sleeping—if he pays attention, he can hear the faint, unintelligible babble of voices in the waiting room, see the soft golden light through his eyelids. He flinches away from it, back into the dungeon, back into his sleep. The others may be content to spend the entire night waiting and dying to ravagers, but Bdubs needs his beauty sleep.) And—hey, what was he thinking about again?
Oh, right.
Bdubs can’t feel the chill of the dungeon, but a chill runs down his spine nonetheless as Tango looks at the ravager with cub’s blood on its teeth with affection and pride. And—okay, the whole point of the game is getting killed (or, preferably, not killed) by ravagers, they’d all signed up for this, they knew what they were in for—but did Tango have to look so… happy about it? So fond of the murderous beasts he’d wrangled for their entertainment? Did he have to look so—
Hm. Now that Bdubs is looking—
Tango’s ghostlike form doesn’t have a shadow, but it trails off towards the end, less him and more ghost, an echo of some sort, and the ghost tendrils stretch into the snow and the water and the stone of the walls. It’s almost like a spider’s web, Tango’s consciousness at the centre of it, flickering and ephemeral. Tango lets out a contented sigh, and Bdubs swears he hears the dungeon sigh too, and out of the water where Cub died the blood starts to drain, though Bdubs can’t tell where it’s draining to. It’s just—there, and then smaller, and then gone, and Tango swipes his tongue across his pointed canines, and Bdubs feels cold. Colder. The tendrils stretch long, and the more Bdubs looks, the more he sees, and he can’t quite tell anymore where the dungeon ends, and Tango begins, and hang on, is Tango a spider on his web or are those tightening more like puppet strings as Tango turns—
His eyes land on Bdubs, and he frowns, the smile slipping from his face. The dungeon feels darker than it did a second ago. Bdubs flinches back, because Tango shouldn’t be able to see him, even if he’s also not in his body right now—
“You shouldn’t be here,” Tango says. “Cheater.”
Bdubs opens his mouth to defend himself, but he doesn’t even get the chance before he’s gasping awake in bed, covered in a cold sweat, shooting straight upwards. The movement draws Scar’s attention, and he looks over, one eyebrow raised.
“You’re up late, Bdubs,” he comments, teasing.
It takes Bdubs a moment to find his words. “Hard to sleep with all this racket!” he grumbles, scowling as he pulls the covers back.
“Oh.” Scar blinks. “Do you want us to be quiet?”
“Yeah, we can quiet down for you man, if you need us to,” Jevin offers.
Bdubs shakes his head. “No, no, I’m up now.” In truth, he doesn’t think he could sleep again after that even if he wanted to.
And now that he’s thinking about that, he’s thinking about—
“Hello there,” Tango greets, dipping past Scar and into the room. He glances at Bdubs, and then just past him, not a hint of what just transpired on his face. He’s back in his body, solid and whole again, and he looks—fine. Frosty and blue, like he’s been all season, basically, at this point, but—fine. Tired, maybe, but they’re all tired. It’s the lack of sleep.
(Does Tango even need to sleep, anymore? Dungeons don’t need to sleep, after all. Ravagers don’t sleep. Do spiders sleep? Do—?)
Tango turns away from greeting Jevin to look at Bdubs, a grin on his face. “Bubbles, how you doing?”
Bdubs jumps, startled from his thoughts, and doesn’t get an answer in before Tango is distracted by Jevin once again. The two of them talk game mechanics, and Bdubs stares at Tango, trying to find any hint on his face, in his body language, of what exactly he is, but—
He’s too awake, darn it. If he’d still been sleeping, maybe he could have seen something, but it’s late, and he’s awake, and Tango looks as ordinary as ever. 
“I saw you petting a ravager down there,” he says at last, and Scar gives Bdubs a weird look, but Tango doesn’t seem surprised. He just laughs, shaking his head.
“No, no, no, no. I was reprimanding them.”
“Yes, you were!”
“—for their vicious attacks—”
“You’re rooting against us!”
“—on my… friends, here.” 
There’s a weird pause, a solid second or two where Tango seems to struggle to get the word friends out of his mouth, and when he does the tone is flat, insincere. Scar is still frowning at Bdubs. He doesn’t notice the way Tango’s expression flickers. Bdubs notices. Bdubs can’t tear his eyes away.
Hey, is it cold in here?
“I’m starting to learn something dark about you, with all the laughing and smiling you’ve been doing while we’re strugglin’!”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Tango says, then smiles, turning away to Scar, changing the topic of the conversation. They move on, teasing Grian for being AFK, and Bdubs—
God, Bdubs needs more sleep. 
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morganbritton132 · 9 months
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The CIA babysitter post is perfection and I am absolutely tickled at the idea of Senator Erica getting to sit on the Intelligence Committee. Her just staring down the director of the CIA like “you know what I know you wanna try again?” while somewhere in the distance Steve whoops like it’s an NBA championship game.
Also most classified items come under review to be declassified after 25 years with some exceptions so you know Murray is out there meddling. I just love it.
I am dying at the image of Steve watching an Intelligence Committee hearing on C-SPAN just because Erica is a part of it. Like, this guy does not follow politics. Most of the news he gets is second-hand from Robin and Nancy. He didn’t even start voting until 2008.
He has no idea what the hell this hearing is even about or what side he should be on. Honestly, he finds the ways that politicians talk without saying anything confusing and boring, but he’s watching to support his girl.
Eddie is chattering away to his livestream audience on his way upstairs to see if Steve is ready to leave for their lunch date. He pauses at the top of the stairs when he hears loud clapping coming from the living room and an enthusiastic, “That’s what I’m talking about!”
He fully expects to see some kind of sports game on the tv when he walks into the room, not…a democratic representative from New York.
And Steve is hyped.
He is sitting on the edge of the coffee table, as close to the tv as he comfortably can be and his knee is bouncing up and down like it does when he’s excited. And Eddie is…confused? He’s baffled? Wondering what the hell happened to his husband.
“…Stevie?” Eddie asks and gets promptly shushed. Steve doesn’t even look over at him, just waves his hand in Eddie’s direction. “Babe, are you suddenly interested in…energy security?”
“What?” Steve asks, giving him a confused look before returning back to the screen. “Oh, shhh. This is the best part.”
“There’s a best part of a government hearing?”
“Shhh, look,” Steve says, smiling when the camera cuts away from the director of the department of energy over to Indiana Senator, Erica Sinclair. “Look at how professional she looks! And she’s like. She’s doing amazing.”
“What’s her stance?”
“I don’t know, energy department bad?” Steve shrugs like it’s not important. “She called the director guy out on inadequate internal controls, said it hasn’t gotten any better since the ‘80s. She didn’t say it but she was definitely talking about Hawkins Lab and the ‘chemical leak’ in ‘83 and like, that guy knew it too.”
Steve turned back to the tv, “How cool is that?”
Eddie pauses, takes in everything Steve just said and then ends his live-stream abruptly, “Baby…was that not a real chemical leak?”
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bonobochick · 1 year
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Dick & Kory in the end. 💖 💖
I adore flirty, lighthearted Kory but I especially like seeing Dick being so smiley + happy as he’s usually so stoic. They’re just radiating so much joy at this point. 😍  The red balloon was a nice touch as it obviously made them both think about their future daughter. 
DC Titans ep 4x12
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elcucurucho · 3 months
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if missing qcellbit is a job then brother I’ve just passed the 40 hour per week scheduling limit and am now owed time and a half pay due to working overtime
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juha-art · 2 months
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the twins! nothing bad will ever happen to them
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cellgatinbo · 4 months
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the curse of having fit and pac's "gosto de você" "eu gosto de você também" repeating over and over again in my head nonstop, but knowing if i ever want to rewatch the actual clip of it i'll just immediately combust and die on the spot
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