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sandwichhour · 1 year
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redraw of this @ponymagnets post
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narsh-poptarts · 5 months
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rivals to enemies to friends speedrun 100% NMG
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seaweedraindraws · 1 month
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Day 11: Freesia "Our bond is the strongest."
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the more i rewatch the scene with sora and kairi exchanging paopu fruit in kh3, the more im baffled by how many fans cite it as the ultimate proof s/k is now canon
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right off the bat sora wonders about riku
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and then looks confused/concerned when kairi suggests the idea
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its only after kairi clarifies that she just wants to be a part of his life ‘no matter what’ that he agrees
no matter what? what is the ‘no matter what’? if he finds someone else? 
to me it reads more like her wanting them to have some kind of relationship, regardless of the choices sora makes in the future. even if that relationship isnt romantic
her adding on ‘that’s all’ further indicates she notices soras concern, and wants him to know what she really meant by exchanging the fruits. which is that she just wanted them to remain in each others lives.
and of couse, the original japanese dialogue for this scene is even more blatantly platonic:
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“This charm is to keep us from getting separated again.”
(its also been stated they recorded two versions of the scene: one where they exchange the fruit, and one where they dont. and didnt tell the VAs which they were gonna use. which seems weird if its suppose to be a pivotal scene IRT a s/k romance?)
like??? as a whole the scene feels not like the beginning of a sora and kairi romance, but as a cap on their relationship and wrapping it up, so to speak.
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theyve finally recreated their childhood cave drawing, and now they can move on from it. its like. idk. a bookend. not a new start.
if anything, it almost feels like a red herring, to draw you away from the idea of soriku endgame
and of course, theres the fact they didnt share just one, like in the legend that has been stated multiple times:
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note the use of ‘one’, ‘it’, and ‘a paopu’
plus, the combined keyblade?
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it doesnt have the paopu charm until they combine the two halves
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you know, like splitting a single fruit in half???? to share it?????? like the legend says???????? HELLO????????????
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cheerfullycatholic · 3 months
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Who's gonna get whacked by the snowstorm? It's supposed to get me the next two days and I'm kinda excited tbh 👀
ARE Y'ALL PREPARED?!
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quackle · 1 year
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a(n unfortunate) list of things i wanna see next season of total drama, spoilers down below~
WE NEED TO SEE DAMIEN THRIVE!!!!!! i have never seen a fandom agree more on a robbed character. now that damien knows how the game works and actually seems to want to play it, he can use that intelligence he got and at LEAST make it to the top three (please... for me 🥲)
also make priya x damien canon. we were robbed and stuck with emma and chase. ok next.
or you could make priya and millie canon... no? ok... unless? 👁️
more bowie x raj interaction cause they're cute together 🤭
give both axel and nichelle an arc because they were robbed too. preferably an arc together! let axel shout at nichelle until nichelle learns that it's ok to be herself and NOT an extension of jerry! let nichelle not take most bs from axel to the point where it pisses axel off a lil! make them gay! idk there's material here
do... something with caleb. idk what. we didn't get to see his personality much. so there's potential there.
give ripper the immediate boot. idc idc idc he was ANNOYING. somehow the fan predictions before the show started are better characterization of him than his actual personality.
let emma break up with chase, then give chase the early boot too. (cause how you gon cut the breaks of ya girl car and not even genuinely apologize??? AND THEN HE SOMEHOW GOT HER BACK??? yeah no teach him a lesson)
let emma get STANDARDSSSSS. like girl... STAND UP. chase is not the love of your life! he's just some guy! hit him with your car!
i needdddd mk to get an ally. idc if it's temporary or toxic or whatever. i adore mk (i love when girls do absolutely wrong like steal 💕) but we gotta get her interacting with more of the cast. she's such a smart player, she's just missing that teamwork aspect. (i just want her to make it farther than she did, i'm biased-)
i hate to say it because i adore them... put the hockey bros on separate teams. this is total DRAMA. i need them to suffer just a lil... emotionally, not physically, the cliff was messed up 💔
make lauren scarier somehow. make her so scary that none of us can watch the screen with both eyes. make her so horrifying that damien calls her horrifying girl next season and everyone just rolls with it. it's what she would want, truly.
zee and scary girl shenanigans. because i think it would be funny.
i can't think of anymore, i'll probably make another post if i do (as i often do, unfortunately)
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quillpokebiology · 6 months
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I'm just indulging in my little neurdivergant hyperfixations how are their over a thousand people here????
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badlydrawn-brostrider · 4 months
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Mr. Strider do you ever wish you could go back? Don't you find all of this questions too much some times? Or maybe the amount of socialiisation it requires, or maybe how some don't even seem to care about your personal boundaries and interact with you in ways that may be umcomfortable.
Don't you want to go back?
-☢ anon
BRO: Go back? You mean to how I was before? Unable to resist the pull of never havin' to do anythin' for myself, of not bein' anythin' but a puppet? Trapped within my own mind, holdin' my own key yet unwillin' to leave?
BRO: Or do you mean back to when I was dead? Where I didn't have to face the consequences of my actions? Leavin' everybody to pick up the mess I left behind.
BRO: Or maybe you mean back to before the game? Maybe as myself now instead of how I was back then? A do over with Dave and treat him the way he deserves. Be a proper fuckin' guardian for once in his short goddamn life.
BRO: Because the answer to all of them is yes. Now get outta my fuckin' head, don't need these kinds of questions on Christmas eve of all times.
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bushmonsterr · 7 months
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BEEN A HOT MINUTE LOL
I AM ALIVE AND KICKING ASS AND GUESS WHOS BACK FROM LIIIIIIIIIIIIFFEEEEEEEEE
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kiwibirb1 · 23 days
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gonna write a fic where i kill anne one sec
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notasouleater · 30 days
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long day
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mcr-fandom · 8 months
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@ask-mspafamily replies: hey, hey! we have a bunch you can choose from!! - Mun S
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(FAMILY GOT!!!)
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love-songs-for-emma · 2 years
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will's clock drawings,,, i suddenly have So many questions. bc right. it's not just his ability to draw a clock that's affected by his encephalitis LMAO now i don't know much about anything but let's pretend this somehow doesn't affect how he moves about the world around him & lets say he can type all his reports for the FBI up fine,, but would there not at least be evidence around the office, in his home, in his /classroom/ (imagine him grading ur papers during all of this lmfao) of will's clearly deteriorating ability to write/draw coherently? even with them taking hannibal's word for what it is about will's perfectly fine clock drawing "from two weeks ago" or whatever, no one saw his handwriting and said something to someone?? no one ???
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sikyurame · 11 months
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🌧️ for Donro
This is cheating, but all I have is this wip I’ve been working on since…August? 👀
Takes places in the reboot universe, Gyro and Donald have a chat about their past relationship while it rains
After a week long heatwave, the weather started to cool in Duckburg as rain finally showered the city. Images of fuzzy buildings and citizens reflected off the streets and sidewalks.
Along the outskirts, was a house filled to the brim with gadgets and gizmos, some strewn about the yard or on the house itself. At the front of the house, sat a duck and a rooster chatting away underneath the roof that kept them dry from the light drizzle.
“You really tried to test Mrs. Beakley? Of all people?” Gyro wheezed, as he rubbed a tear from his eye, “Why!?”
“Because she set so many rules when we first moved in!” Donald stated, “I’m sure you would’ve done the same thing if you were in my place!”
“Donald please, I’ve known her for a decade now. I would never try to test that woman’s patience. I value my life, thank you very much.”
The duck grumbled, “Still, I appreciate her not breathing down my neck every time I did something.”
“You doofus, isn’t she the caretaker of Scrooge’s mansion? It’s pretty much her job,” Gyro replied before covering his beak in an attempt to hide his snickers.
Donald’s eye twitched, but after a few seconds he released his tension and joined in his friend’s laughter. Who was he kidding? He was a walking safety hazard when he first moved back into Scrooge’s mansion.
Not a moment sooner, the drizzle started to pick up a bit, causing Gyro to yelp as he pulled his legs up on the porch as the rain began seep through his pants. The inventor let out an irritated groan.
“I gotta get an umbrella,” Gyro announced as he walked to the front door, “I’ll be back in a bit, do NOT touch anything while I’m gone.”
“Aye-aye boss man,” Donald saluted. He was well aware of the severity of the warning, Gyro had a habit of leaving all his incomplete projects outside his workshop, and the duck didn’t want to see the results of what could happen if they weren’t handled properly.
With Gyro now out of sight, Donald gazed up at the large gray cloud blanketing the sky. His mind began to wander as he felt droplets of rain land against his beak.
It had been a long time since he got to hang out with the scientist. But after all that happened in the span of a decade, Donald could see why the long pause. Ever since that fateful day when he stormed out of McDuck Mansion after the incident, he had cut off contact with everyone.
Scrooge. Beakley. Duckworth….
And Gyro.
Nowadays it seemed outlandish, but once upon a time Donald remembered having a close relationship with Gyro since childhood. They were like two peas in a pod, and eventually that friendship blossomed into something more.
Donald tapped his fingers on the wood below as he closed his eyes, remembering those intimate moments: their first kiss, their first date at funzos, and all those late night phone calls.
All those cherished memories, were just that memories. Now here they are, years later and barely hanging out again.
/////You should be happy. At least you guys are trying to reconnect again. Isn’t that great?/////
/////No I’m not.///// Donald answered himself.
“Aha, I knew I’d find it!”
Donald nearly jumped at the sudden yell. He shifted his head to catch Gyro jumping out of his house with a rather small device in his hand.
“What the heck is that?” Donald questioned.
“My umbrella of course!”
“Gyro, no offense, but that looks more like a wand then an umbrella.”
“Hmph! To simpletons like you! Feist your eyes on my latest invention, UMtron! With a simple flick of your wrist, the wand turns into an umbrella!” Gyro explained as a compartment opened revealing the umbrella folds.
“Alrighty, not anything I’d call impressive,” Donald said unamusingly.
“The disrespect. BEHOLD, for it can also substitute as a popcorn maker. Now, hold out your hands and BE AMAZED,” Gyro announced before pressing a button.
Donald watched as a tube came out from underneath the umbrella fabric. Intrigued, the duck held out his hands and with another button press, popcorn spilled into his palms.
“Alright, that’s pretty impressive,” Donald chuckled as he took a bite of the popcorn, “Is butter the only flavor?”
“Ick, must you insult me? There are about thirty different popcorn flavors programmed in here.”
“…thirty?”
“Yes thirty, oh my god you’re as shocked as Boyd and Newton when I showed them the first time.”
Donald was about to question further, but decided to snap his beak shut. He’s learned not to question Gyro about the “quirks” with his inventions.
However, Donald did think about something else to ask, “Cool, but how long until this one eventually swears allegiance to the dark side.”
“YOU WOU—I will ignore that and accept your half hearted praise,” Gyro hummed before sitting back down on the porch steps with his umbrella in hand. With another button press, popcorn spilled onto his own hand.
“Why popcorn though?” Donald asked as he popped another kernel into his beak.
“Why not popcorn?” Gyro shrugged, “Why not ALL the popcorn?”
“I MEANT why specifically popcorn coming from the tube. I would expect something like black licorice, especially from you,” Donald replied with an eyeroll.
Gyro shrugged again before shoving the rest of the kernels into his beak, “Didn’t feel like it.”
Donald couldn’t help but snort at that reply as he gave the rooster a light shove.
Such a typical Gyro answer.
Soon the two fell into silence once more as the rain filled in the noise. Donald threw kernels into his beak while Gyro sat quietly underneath his umbrella, the rooster’s gaze lingered down to a puddle below his shoe.
It felt soothing, perfect almost.
Almost.
Upon finishing his snack, Donald turned his attention to Gyro who was busy lightly tapping his shoe on the puddle.
Donald wanted to speak about his prior thoughts, but he hesitated. He wasn’t sure how receptive Gyro would be if he brought up the past.
He had just gotten his best friend back, would it really be worth risking Gyro just because he decided to indulge in the past? The more he thought about it, the more he realized how tough this was.
“…you okay?” Gyro asked.
“Uhh,” Donald said his brain still in autopilot.
Gyro rolled his eyes before poking at Donald’s forehead, “Are you okay? You’re just staring at me, and I find that a little creepy.”
“Oh sorry,” Donald paused, “I just have a lot on my mind at the moment.”
Gyro frowned, “…You wanna talk about it?”
“I want too…but also not.”
“Sounds conflicting, maybe you should just say.”
“Yeah, but…there’s something I have to speak up about that I just don’t want too.”
“Like what?”
“Um…”
“…Does it involve me?”
“…No.”
Gyro raised his eyebrows, his eyelids half lidded with an unamused stare directed at Donald.
“Okay, yes it involves you, but I don’t want to…y’know share too much about it.”
“…well that’s pretty unhelpful. If it’s about me, then I have the right to hear everything about whatever it is your so worried about, wouldn’t you agree?”
“Yeah, but—“
“Then say it.”
Donald hesitated. His next move could easily make or break whatever bond he had managed to forge with the man next to him, and that was a bridge he wasn’t sure if he wanted to burn again.
//Well, there’s only one way to find out…// Donald panicked inwardly as he took a breath.
“It’s about us,” the duck stated as he turned his head toward the inventor next to him.
Gyro stared in confusion before fixing his glasses, “What about us?”
“The past, Gyro.”
“The past? What are you trying to tell m—oh,” Gyro cut himself off as he realized what the duck was alluding at, “Well leave it be then, we’re passed that point.”
“What do you mean?”
Gyro sighed, “Means, I’m having second thoughts about offering to listen.”
Yeah that was the exact response Donald was nervous about. He couldn’t fault Gyro in his change of tone.
But for some reason, Donald still wanted to push the subject further.
“Yeah but, I feel like we need to clear it up and—“
Gyro snorted, “There’s nothing to clear up. It didn’t work out, so we broke it off. Let’s move on.”
At this point, the rain picked up speed, now it was a downpour. Puddles splashed below from contact from fallen droplets. The pitter-patter now echoing the sound of people clapping.
Donald frowned. Gyro always had a habit of being blunt about things, but this made their past relationship sound like a disaster rather than what it actually was.
“Gyro, you know that’s not true.”
“…Like I said, let’s not bring it up.”
“I know you don’t want to speak of it—“
“As I’ve boldly repeated a few times now.”
“—But Gyro, I think it’s time that we have a chat about—“
“No, we don’t.”
“Gyro, don’t do this.”
“I’m not doing anything, you’re the one that’s pushing this!”
“Gyro, please. Our relationship wasn’t going downhill—“
“Then, why’d you say it when you dumped me in the middle of my GODDAMN INTERNSHIP!”
The outburst was sudden. Donald nearly fell over from the sheer volume of Gyro’s voice. He knew bringing up their past was a sensitive topic, but he wasn’t expecting such an angry yell.
After a few seconds, realization dawned upon Gyro as the rooster managed to pick up what had just happened. Horror filled his eyeballs. Gyro could feel tears running down his cheeks, his body shook, as his grip tightened on the umbrella The rooster scrambled to pull himself back together in a vain attempt.
“N-no I…I mean…I’m n-not…ugh,” Gyro stuttered. It was an involuntary reaction, a tone he used to carry back in his younger years, something he thought he’d left in the past.
Gyro felt Donald’s hand on his shoulder. He closed his eyes and turned his head in the other direction. The last thing he needed was Donald laughing at him for falling back into his old pathetic speech pattern.
However to his surprise, that didn’t happen. No, not at all, instead Donald patted his shoulder, and with a soothing tone the duck told him too, “Take a deep breath.”
“H-huh?”
“Take a deep breath.”
“But…”
“Just take a deep breath, okay?”
There was a few seconds of silence before Gyro finally nodded back and closed his eyes. Slowly inhaled a chunk of air, and soon after he exhaled that chunk out before repeating the action a few more times.
Little by little, Gyro felt the stress leave his body with every exhale.
Confident that his panic had ceased, Gyro reopened his eyes, he looked over to Donald who had a small smile on his beak.
The duck lightly patted the inventor’s back, “There, better now?”
“Yeah,” Gyro shrugged, “I…apologize I didn’t mean for any of that, especially the uh—whole thing I yelled.”
“It’s fine,” Donald shrugged as he scooted closer, “It’s not your fault, I kind of forced it on you.”
“Yeah, you did. Granted, me trying to dodge the question probably didn’t help,” Gyro grimaced, with a slight hint of embarrasment in his tone.
Donald gave him a cheeky smile, in an attempt to lighten the mood the duck responded back with, “Aww, is that regret I hear?”
Gyro said nothing instead giving the duck an amused stare.
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thecreelhouse · 2 months
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posts that are like 2k+ without a read more…………. can i just ask why
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thepavementsings · 8 months
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I am catching up on a mountain of fic I have missed over finals and oh my god? There must be something in the water or something idk but the quality of fic that's being put out right now... wow. The amount of talent in this fandom is so impressive to me? we are so blessed? For this insane ridiculous sport? Wild.
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