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str0yberries · 5 months
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"If you kin them, you..." except I'm going insane
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I clench my fist whenever I see lesbian Aoi. She's obviously trans-FTM in love with both of his boyfriends. TBHK fandom wants an evil character driven by desires and complexity, but as soon as they're given Aoi, they misunderstand her character and headcanon her as a lesbian without much proof or understanding of her character as an individual.
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rillette · 8 months
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rare adult jason for warmup today 🫡
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aprito · 5 months
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The way that Sakura is inspired after cherry blossoms with both her name and appearance, and the cherry blossoms symbolise the transience and impermanence of life due to their short life spans. Sasori fights against a girl who represents the fleeting nature of life which completely contrasts his obsession with immortality and skurhliexbkjgfswgblpeq
LOVE that Sakura clowns on Sasori's fuckass stupid beliefs not only with her skill set but also with her entire existence. He was untouchable until he wasn't, he was smart until he wasn't, he was apathetic until he wasn't in the span of like, an hour. The best part being that the thing that ultimatively makes her so strong (her humanity and affection and care towards Chiyo) is the one thing he can't have and would absolutely lose if he were to turn her into one of his liveless bum bitch puppets.
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She really is the ultimate troll. We love her.
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wetterfishguts · 1 month
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draw alejandro inhaling an entire bird😈😈😈😈
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does this suffice
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doppomeow · 10 months
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if getting limbs removed as a mc of a series was a reward then atsushi would be winning first place by far
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porschesbabydaddy · 8 months
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Kinn: Aww babe that looks heavy, let me hold it for you
Porsche: … *deep sigh* Kinn, get your hand off my dick
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egg-emperor · 3 months
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hearing the age difference in Eggman's voice when listening to the Colors announcements compared to the Dream Team ones and I'm kinda 😳😵🥴
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belsasim · 3 months
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Back at the villa, Rayne followed Kit to beach.
Rayne (holding a football in his hands): "Hey, so, eh... You joined the football team, right? Wanna... Practice a bit?" Kit (shrugging, trying to look uninterested like any self respecting teenager): "Yeah, sure." Rayne (smiling brightly at Kit's acceptance): "Great! Here? You know, I was on the soccer team at uni." (tossing up the ball and making it spin on top of his finger and mostly being successful at it) "But I can handle a football too, look." Kit (giving him an unimpressed look): "Wow... dad..."
Kit motioned his father to toss him the ball and then effortlessly made it spin on top of his own finger. "Everyone on the team can do that, you know..." Rayne clapped and smiled at his son's control of the football. He tried to ignore the nervous pangs in his stomach, spending time alone with his son shouldn't be awkward and he desperately tried to think of something to talk about. But he blanked out and after a short, awkward silence, he cleared his throat and said: "Ok, well, let's practice, right?"
Father and son spend some time throwing the ball in silence.
Rayne (getting more and more nervous because of the silence): "Sooo... Are you getting used to high school? Has a girl caught your eye already?" (quickly adding) "Or a boy, that's cool too of course." Kit (annoyed): "Nope, but that's none of your business. (squeezing the football between his hands) "I'm not asking about your girls, am I?" Rayne (regretting his choice of conversation subject): "I... No..." (shaking his head) "I'm sorry. Forget I asked." Kit (feeling a sudden rush of anger as he thought about the tabloid pictures of his father): "If I date a girl, I won't hurt her, ever."
Rayne smiled at his son's unexperienced, naive conviction, wishing Kit would indeed never have to experience the pain of heartbreak or causing it. But Kit took his father's silent smile as a mockery. "You don't believe me, right? You think I'm like you?" Before Rayne realised it, Kit threw the ball at him with a lot more force than before. Unprepared, Rayne watched the football approach fast and the next moment, he took it full in the face. The ball hit him with such a force that it made Rayne spin around, blurring his vision for a few moments. Hunched over, it took him a while to recover from the collision.
As good it had felt to throw the ball hard, like throwing away his frustration, as bad Kit now felt looking at his father barely keeping his balance and clearly being hurt by a football in his face. He had just wanted to make him unable to catch the ball, not injure him. "Dad? You ok? I..."
Rayne laughed sheepishly. "It's fine, it's fine. I'm fine, I'm fine. I... uh... I gotta lie down a bit maybe. Sorry, we'll practice more later, ok?" Grabbing the side of his head with one hand, he raised the thumb of his other hand.
Kit dropped his gaze to the sand. He felt horrible. All those times he had thought of punching his father in the face for leaving them... Now that he had done that indirectly and partially unintentionally, he only felt sad and guilty. It was even worse than losing his fight with Hermes. "Dad, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." But waving his hand dismissively, Rayne interrupted him. "Accidents happen, right? I'm ok... Wow, you've got some powerful throwing there, Kit. Good stuff!"
Then he turned around. "Later!" Kit now unable to see his face, Rayne's smile quickly made way for a sad expression. His heart sank. This could've gone better, so much butter.
Kit stood there, frozen, for a long time. He looked at the football, unable to collect his thoughts or to understand what he was feeling.
Was he angry? Was he sad? Did he hate his father? Did he love his father? Why was this so confusing?
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crowcryptid · 6 months
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of course you have a sniper rifle and pronouns
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she wants that cookie so effing bad 😭😭😭
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Oops forgot to post him but yeah shady sunburnt my beloved <333
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cinnamon-phrog · 3 months
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So,,, I've been saving up for a while now, I have 100+ quid in the bank, and,,, the two white shirts look mighty fine,,,
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astaerie · 29 days
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holy shit im working on the first scene and its like. 1.6k. i’m not done yet with the scene. it has like 300 more words to go. probably more. send help i’m gonna be here for awhile
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iris-kinnie · 3 months
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⚡ with Blue! 💞
(A/N): Thank you so much for the ask!!! It’s under the cut.
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I stared at the elevator doors, lips pursed. They’d stopped moving a few minutes ago and so I was stuck with some stranger. Well, some stranger and Haxorus, who I think helped to stop the random guy from approaching me further. I already did the rational thing and stopped, stayed calm, and hit the emergency button. They said they would send people ASAP. The guy standing in the opposite corner didn’t comment on any of this, scowling at his phone like he had such important things to do.
“Hey. Can you put your dragon away? That thing’s probably taking up 3/4 of our limited air.”
It was the first he’d talked since I’d gotten in the elevator, and I just stared at him for a good minute. I scanned his face for any expression that would imply he was joking. It did not seem like he was.
“Hey.” He stepped forward and waved his hand in my face. “Did you hear m-”
I cut him off. “Do you genuinely not know that elevators have air vents?”
“Tell me. Why would I know about elevator construction?” He snapped at me, getting closer.
I recoiled, stumbling backwards, and he seemed a little surprised.
“Sorry, I’m not really mad at you, just. I know some people who are gonna be pissed at me if I’m late.” He avoided both my eyes and the eyes of my dragon that had stepped closer to him and snorted.
“Why would anyone be mad at you? It’s pretty laid back here. The legend for double battles is hardly ever even there. I finished all the battles like three days ago, and I had to make an appointment because some rando that they hired doesn’t do his job.”
The guy smiled like he was trying not to laugh. “Yeah, that guy sucks. You should’ve done single battles. Red’s too polite to skip work.”
“Oh, are you doing single battles?”
“Nah, I’m pretty good at doubles.” He tapped his hand against an ultra ball that he pulled out of his bag.
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From there, Haxorus seemed more at ease with him, and before we knew it, the rescue was there and we got out of the elevator. We went our separate ways, and I wondered if we’d see each other again.
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“I’m so sorry I’m late. The elevator was stuck. I’m here for my appointment!” I shouted as I ran into the room with the battlefield that I was scheduled to fight on.
The man who came out from the opposite side was glaringly familiar with his stupid smirk and his ultra ball. “I don’t know if I believe you. Sorry, I’ll have to ask the front counter about that.”
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morgano-and-cheese · 1 year
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act fool🫡
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maceofpentacles · 1 year
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yo can the transphobic people targeting me all hold hands and walk off a cliff together?
i’m tired of trying to exist on my OWN TUMBLR ACCOUNT while having to deal with your bullshit.
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