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lazysharkart · 3 months
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"Just keep swimming", Shark.
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kawaiilovedreamer · 1 year
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sullyfortress · 1 year
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I had this weird idea of what part time jobs the Sully teens would have in a modern AU and I immediately thought:
Neteyam: Camp councilor or coach
Kiri: Crystal Shop or Hot Topic
Lo'ak: Wendy's
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ofdreamsanddoodles · 15 days
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hiiii everyone would you like to meet my neopets
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bitchfitch · 1 year
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I'm trying to get a reffo sheet done for these two. half because i need to pick a fuckin time period for them but the winds. are not being kind today. they are being very mean in fact.
posting this now so i don't forget it's something I'm working on when i sit down to do art again after chewing on painkillers and konking out for at minimum of 10 hours.
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pinkcadillaccas · 10 months
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I still find it so funny that when I was still questioning if I was autistic and I would tell people they would always go oh yeah you definitely are how has it taken you this long to think you *might* be, but then when I got diagnosed and told my mum she went nooo you're definitely not autistic you're so normal
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sentabeartospace · 1 year
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New designs! Pride fidget slugs and octopuses! 🏳️‍🌈♾️🏳️‍🌈
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Available as pinback buttons on my etsy shop
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autopsyinreverse · 1 year
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I was planning on being my normal quiet self when my sibling's partner was here, yknow, make a good impression but new med side effects+stress=stapling a pumpkin back together in the kitchen apparently
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anjanahalo · 2 years
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TFW you suggest to your psychiatrist of a year that you suspect you might be ADHD but you’re not saying that to try to score any drugs cause you don’t wanna microdose meth. You just noticed that, when you treat yourself like you’re ADHD and use those strats your day goes better, and she’s already filling out a prescription for you cause she has access to your therapist’s notes, too, and she’s not even mildly shocked at the idea.
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scariercnidaria · 2 years
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personal favourite bit from this video
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whenever i sigh so does the dog and i think thats amazing of us
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kawaiilovedreamer · 1 year
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Gadget and the Gadgetinis bonding happily and holding hands.
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emo-bunny-1317 · 2 years
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Does anyone else cringe internally when ads use modern slang
Just heard a Chips Ahoy ad use "snacc" and suddenly never want to eat their cookies again
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painted-bees · 2 months
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get snuggled
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Raf is a very, very clingy sleeper--even despite Margie's restless wiggling and fidgiting during all hours of the night. She doesn't gravitate towards hugging/holding in her sleep like Raf does, and is, instead...very active while she slumbers lmao. She also talks, laughs, and cries in her sleep on a semi-regular basis. Nevertheless, if she wakes up before Raf does, there is always at least an arm or a leg draped over her. The man does not leave space between them 😂 Initially, she was self conscious about this, because she tends to wiggle/rock herself to sleep as an almost...automatic habit she can't really...stop herself from doing (and if she feels pressured to stay still, the urge/need to constantly shift and reposition herself becomes all the more unbarable). But Raf is genuinely...unphased by it. Even when Margie is at her most wiggly, he still sleeps much better when he has a warm body to hold than when he doesn't. Technically, the opposite is true for Margie--but she's never gonna tell him to stick to his side of the bed. Also...there's another part to this, over on Patreon! Tumblr would never let me share it here, even if I wanted to haha
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mediocre-quill-ink · 11 months
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Connor x shy!reader
Summary: Connor has a crush on reader and would like to know them better, but he has a feeling reader doesn't like him because reader is always so... stiff around him. Eventually connor confronts this issue.
"Hank?"
"Yeah?" He grunted back. Busy with whatever work he had to review.
"Has y/n spoken to you about me lately?"
Hank looked up at connor, raising an eyebrow. "What?" He made his confusion clear in his voice "what do you mean?"
"Well..." Connors gaze fell over to you, mostly keeping his stiff posture, but his fingers were fiddling with the fabric of his pants."Whenever I come near y/n, their heart rate increases. Their stress levels highten whenever I'm around them. I was wondering if y/n has spoken to you about me. If I did someone wrong."
Hank glanced over at you, then back at connor, gears turning in his head. "No, they haven't." He muttered back, then realization set in. "Ohhh, I know what's going on here." He whispered. "What do you mean lutenint?" Connor replied. He fixed on Hank as he pushed back from his desk slightly. He gave one final glance at you, his tongue stabbing his cheek. "You said they get, what? Stressed around you? Heart rate... that sort of stuff." Connor nodded."Yes."
He finally looked back at connor, lounging in his chair again. "Why does it bother you so much?" Connors gaze shifted slightly, hands fidgiting with his clothes again. "I'm... not sure." His gaze fixed on you for a moment. A bit longer than he intended.
Something about you just... captured him. Your smile, your voice, your hair... everything about you was just... beautiful. You were kind to him when you didn't need to, even defended him when Gavin was being a little shit.
But as kind as you were to him, whenever he approached you, you would stress out. Heart rate escalating, breath patterns change... he worried he did someone wrong. Perhaps he scared you. He was aware many humans were unsettled by androids if not for their... superiority, but they can sometimes be uncanny. Had he startled you? Intimidated you? Did he do something wrong?
"I suppose... I worry I made a bad impression on them." He finally stated. He wasn't lying, but it wasn't the whole truth. Connor himself didn't know what the full truth was, but he felt it twist in his metallic core. Hank leaned back into his desk, keeping a suspicious eye on Connor. "Then ask them." He suggested, a bit to aggressively. The led on Connors head flickered, considering.
Would that work? Would a confrontation actually fix this or just make things more awkward?
"Ask them?" He repeated.
"Yah, ask! What's the worst that'll happen, Connor?" He insisted.
Connor couldn't explain it, but anxiety started to build in his stomach. It's a feeling he didn't often feel, but when he did, it confused him. In the past, he was so self-assured, full of purpose, and felt as if nothing could bring him harm, but now, ever sense deviancy, he was scared.
"What? You can chase killers with wreakless abandon, but you can't ask someone what they are feeling?" Hank chuckled light heartedly. Connor couldn't help but feel a small smile appear on his face. "I could say the same for you, lutenint." He jabbed back.
He finally looked back at you. You were on your computer, seemingly researching a case and taking notes. You were gorgeous.
I can do this
Connor stood up and made his way to your desk. You were located in a far corner with no other people sharing desk space near you. It was nice to have a private space to do your work.
You glanced up to see Connor nearing you, and that's when Connors sensors started to go off again. Increased heart rate.
"Good evening, y/n!" Connor greeted.
Irregular breathing detected.
"Hi, Connor!" You smiled back, giving a gentle wave."What brings you to my oh so humble corner of the office?" You set down your pincel, swallowing hard, which he noticed. "May I take a seat? I won't stay to long." Connor stated, jesturing to an unused desk across from you. "Oh, of corse!" You replied
He promptly slit out the chair and sat in one foul swoop, efficient even when sitting. "I'm sorry if I've disturbed your work y/n, I don't mean to intrude." He glanced at what you were working on. Seemingly, a case on petty theft. "No, not at all. Honestly, I need a break." You sighed, placing a hand on your forehead.
Connors fingers began to play with the fabric of his pants again. "I came to speak about an issue it appears you have. About me. I was simply wondering what it was and if there was anything I could do to resolve this issue." There was a moment of silence where your brain just stopped working. Thinking. You gave him a very puzzled face, which made him confused as well.
"Issue? What issue?" You asked, eyes skittering around his face. "Well," Connor started, now a bit tense. Did he miscalculate? "When ever I'm in your vicinity, your heart rate and breath irregularite, sweat usually increasing as well. My presence stresses you out, don't I?"
Your face suddenly flushes to a darker hue. "Oh." Is all you state. But his sensors are proving his point. Heart going wild. Chest tight with shallow breaths. "Are you alright, y/n?" Connor asked, leaning in slightly. He threw a glance at Hank, who was back to his work. He knew this was a bad idea.
You finally let out a deep breath. "I'm fine, Connor." You sigh, regaining some sense or composure. "It's just... it's complicated. No, I don't have an issue with you, if that's what you're concerned about. You've done nothing wrong." You shook your head gently, picking up the pencil again, needing something to do with your hands. Connors led began to flash again, trying to figure out what this meant. "So I don't make you feel intimidated?" He muttered.
"No, no, not really. Not like that." You reply, now fidgiting with the pencil, you're avoiding eye contact now. Connors led continued to blink. "I'm sorry, I don't understand."
He thought his extensive programming for human psychology would help him out, but somehow, he was left in the dark. "Why then, do you get so anxious when I'm around?"
You swallowed hard again, sweat starting to build. "It's dumb, Connor. Humans are... illogical, their minds go places they know are unrealistic. Thank you for caring, but I don't think you'd care if I told you."
Connor squinted slightly, a dozen questions racing through his head. What does that mean, "minds go places they shouldn't" what we're you thinking?
"But I do care." Was all he replied.
Your heart wrenched at that
you finally look at him. not a worried glance but actually look at him. his expression was soft and meaning. he looked so sincere. "oh, Connor..." you whisper. chest tightened, you hesitate for a moment before cautiously holding his hand. to flinch isn't the proper word but Connor reacted in a way that showed he wasn't expecting the sudden action.
should i tell him? you ask yourself.
clearly he cares. but... would he reciprocate? does he feel the same way or is he just... being nice.
you sigh. glancing around the room briefly. "I didn't realize how much you cared about this. about me." you mumble. Connors led stopped flickering for a moment, face hardening ever so slightly. "of course I do."
"alright. I'll tell you. I'm sorry for being so... uncooperative." you sigh, anxiety tightening. Connor simply nodded in response. "the reason I get so nervous around you is because I... like you. like, romantically." there's s moment of silence, his led flashing yellow for a moment. the sudden silence from the ever so quizitive detective is unsettling. you start to realize how square your shoulders are as you try to let out a chocking breath.
"say that again." he finally whispers back.
your gaze locks back on him, confusion twisted into your brows. "i like you." you reply.
Connors led finally stills. what ever eye contact he was making with you softens. "you do?" he replied softly. all you can do is nod. at that a small smile cracks on his face. you start to realize how ridged he was too because his posture relaxes slightly. "I like you too." he replied.
"really?"
"yes. I think so."
"think so?"
"no... no I know so." he finally stated.
you squeeze his hand in response "awesome. so... do you want to... date?" you can feel heat rushing to your cheeks. "id love to."
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rattyshipss · 4 months
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Felix Fickelgruber x gn! Reader
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Cw: None, just Christmas fluff
Felix shuffled uncomfortably through the library filled with old, Dusty books, at least that's how he'd describe it, he had no clue how you could like such conditions. He spotted Noodle at the front desk, helping a poo- person.
"Noodle?..." He said hesitantly as if he wasn't sure how to address her. "Rich chocolate maker man, how do you do?" Noodle looked up from a book on the counter. "Hi, I need your... expert advice." Noodle eyed him even more confused. "Advice on what?" Felix shifted his gaze back and forth from Noodle. "Love advice." Noodle almost spit out her cup of water onto the book. "one, why do you need love advice? And two why are you asking me?" Felix sighed, fidgiting with his suit tie. "W-well because, you know them." "Oh?" "Oh."
Noodle giggled, her eyes shifting towards you, the extravagant man couldn't hide anything and that included his massive crush on you. "So? Gold or diamond?" "What?" Felix rolled his eyes pulling out two necklaces. "Does (Y/n) like gold or diamond? I didn't know which to get so I just got both. Wait or would they prefer both?" Felix contemplated while Noodle looked at him with a mix of pity and amusement. "Really?" Noodle said causing Felix to tilt his head in confusion. "What?"
Noodle shook her head. "You don't have to but them stuff like that." Even more confusion. "What do you mean? It's gold and diamonds!" Noodle sighed stepping around the counter. "She doesn't want fancy expensive showy gifts." Noodle said waving her hands in the air in a mocking way with her words. "Just give them something from the heart, they'll love it."
"From the heart?"
"Mhmm!"
Felix stared at Noodle, eyes wide while his mind ran wild trying to come up with something.
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"(Y/n!)"
(Y/n) jumped a bit at Felix's shriek, looking over to see him prancing towards them. "Felix! Hey, how- how are you?" Felix made his way to them, standing in a way one could only describe as gentlemanly. After exchanging pleasantries Felix fidgeted nervously with the small box in his hands.
"Uhm I brought you something, this." He held the box out infront of them. It was wrapped in beautiful wrapping paper with a shiny golden bow wrapped around it, probably to make up for the lack of riches he thought the gift held. "Oh, thank you Felix." Felix, you're the only one who addressed him by his first name. He nodded, giving them an awkward smile. "An early Christmas gift. You can open it now!" (Y/n) gave him a sweet smile back before starting to unwrap the present when Felix spoke up again. "Oh! And this, this is from me and Noodle." He handed them another package dressed in beautiful string and doodles, Noodle doodles.
"Thank you, Felix." Unwrapping the first gift you uncovered an array of Chocolates, Fickelgruber chocolates in particular. "I uhm- I wanted to give you some of my specialty, chocolate!" Felix, normally so outspoken, was stuttering. Giving him another thankful smile (Y/n) moved to open the second gift, a copy of your favorite book series. Felix watched the appreciation and happiness fill their eyes as they saw the gifts, wondering how something so simple could make their eyes light up like that.
"Thank you Felix, really I love them." Felix gave their smile back and noticed them bouncing on the balls of their feet a bit. "Sooo do you think you'd wanna eat these with me while I show you all my favorite parts of the books? They're really great I'm sure you'd like them." As Felix agreed he saw that same light in their eyes.
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