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cursemyexistences · 3 months

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i hope the girls at the grocery store thought i was pretty wearing my dirty ass welding clothes with shmutz all over my face

#i highly value the opinion of random grocery store girls #i look like a dirty construction worker #i need a shower #girlblogging #girl blogging #just girly thoughts #just girly posts #hell is a teenage girl #girly welding #welding

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fujimousee · 3 months

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happy birthday robin !!!!

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insignificantstrawberry · 25 days

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I love being able to turn down job postings (even tho I need a job rn) cuz I know my worth. $18 an hour? Working outside? Required overtime? Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am? The delusion!!!

#it will be a bad scene if I need to take up those job offers #like girlie I have a skilled trade I’m not working slightly above minimum #$23.50 an hour (and up!!) or get the fuck out of my face #it wasn’t even advertising a general labour job it was specifically for a welder. you’re going to get shit welds for that price lmaoooo

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poetrylesbian · 9 months

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"cold welding", a poem I wrote in late 2021 for a poetics class, based on a shorter rough draft I wrote in 2020. this is my favourite poem I've ever written because I really think it captured what I was trying to make it capture. hope you guys like it :) also dont @ me about the science im a humanities girlie

#julia makes a post

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gagegh0st · 30 days

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Batfamily Kiddos And My Hc's Even though nobody asked for them

New series asshats! "-- hcs even though nobody asked for them will be a returning series you little shitfucks.

Dick Grayson

He has a really good music taste, loves a good jazz, funk, or jersey club song

Collects certain hand sanitizers because he likes the smell

He hoards magazines about himself so that once he becomes a parent, he can show them to his kids.

Has a soft spot for birds.

Night owl

Always wanted a parakeet but Alfie and Dad said no.

Really likes travelling to hot places

Cant swim, almost drowned the last time he was in a pool

Barbara Gordon

Really allergic to cats (Red eyes, hives, all the works)

She was a total nightcore kid back in middle school

Has multiple sets of joint problems that have been left untreated for actual years

Big fanfiction person

Collects plushies of bats because she likes them

Graphic novel addict

Dyes the tips of her hair different shades of red

Absolutely fucking hates tight jeans

Jason Todd

Been book buddies with Alfred since he was really young

Absolutely terrible at driving

Started greying prematurely, he dyes all of it but the white piece.

He takes melatonin before bed because of him having anxiety

Can't hold a girlfriend for shit, too promiscuous to stay single tho.

He had lots of pet fish growing up

He has a rose garden and is very proud of it

Wants to retire one day to be an old guy with a nice garden and literally a. single. child, that's it. All he needs.

Damian Wayne

Listens to way inappropriate music for his age

Thinks he's grown but he always has homework due

The bitchiest little sibling you will ever meet, he is a huge snitch too.

Always having an identity crisis.

Had really traditionally girly interests growing up (Ex: Fables, Flowers, Balet, and Barbies <3, what a sweet child)

Isn't allowed to have a girlfriend ever according to Bruce.

Laughs at inappropriate times a lot

Chronically wears vests because he thinks that it flatters his figure. (It doesn't, Alfred knows this but wants Dames to feel his best even if it makes him look short.)

Tim Drake

Was obsessed with wolves when he was young

Loves a funky-print suit

Really likes painting with gouache or watercolour

Big-ol Adhd brain

Wears the same coat without washing it for at least six months

Plays really funky indie games

Really likes feeling pretty, paints his nails, curls his hair, or even gets himself some new jewelry

Got his ears pierced when he was young, and has tons more ear piercings and plans to get his nose bridge pierced even though Bruce said he would kill him.

Stephanie Brown

Started coding at an early age

Collects old metal stuff

Special interest is welding and glass blowing

Very fond of bears, especially pandas.

A cheese connoisseur

Designs all the suits for the batfam

HTML is the love of her life

Aro ace and only Bruce knows, he's chill about it tho.

Cassandra Cain

Hearing problems GALORE

Uses some forms of AAC because of hearing problems and speech impediment (Lisp and Stutter)

More brooding than most of the boys

Really likes scrapbooking

Watches kids shows for fun because she had a really fucked up childhood

Absolutely never cries in front of the other siblings

Bruce is her shoulder to cry on because he gives such good advice

Crochets Before bed because it's a good stress reliever.

Duke Thomas

Haircut always stays fresh asf

Dissociates a lot

Always was a math person, didn't like reading growing up because of vision problems

Really loves chickens and has names for all of the chickens they own

Collects action figures of farm animals

A very faithful partner, he doesn't get into relationships with people he doesn't see a future with

Has a very fun textured closet but sticks with the yellow.

Collects cool pens and gives them to Alfred so he can have something cute to write with when he writes down groceries.

OK BYE CHAMOY PICKLES !! ILY, DRINK WATER, SHOWER, GET UP, STRETCH, AND KEEP BEING AWESOME!!!

#gage won't stop yapping #gage's poet rambles #batfamily #dc #dcu #dick grayson #barbra gordon #damian wayne #tim drake #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #duke thomas #headcanon

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charleecat-bat · 3 months

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Slasher AU Designs!

I've only done these. Need to think up some more, could use some help ngl-

Some info on them below!

Sonic- a reality-breaking crazy man. He's pretty unstable and unpredictable. Not even his clothes remain the same; they change almost every time he vanishes and reappears. He doesn't remember how he died, even though he recalls his living life. He uses his new current way of being to target people whom he thinks deserve to try and rethink their lives and choices. And if they refuse to change or are simply irredeemable. Well, he uses his reality-bending abilities to give them a fair end to their horrible lives. He knows that he never used to be this way, but he doesn't care anymore. Not like he can die, people have tried!

Knuckles- Undead 'Guardian' of a sacred piece of land he's attached to, almost quite literally. He's able to control the land and all the plant life with it. He frequently paroles and 'deals' with people who willingly trespass. He's centuries years old and comes from an ancient civilization that was apart of the land he remains. It's unknown if he simply doesn't remember what happened to him or if he just hasn't told anyone... not that he's had any opportunity to.

Amy- Known as 'the Cupid Killer'. Girlies made it her life mission to go after people who desecrate her idealised image of love and relationship... and this means anyone who goes so far as to abuse their partners in any shape or form (i.e. sexual assaulters, domestic abusers, etc. etc.). She's welded that hammer herself and can carry it around like nothing. Which makes the image of her skipping merrily while swinging said hammer even more terrifying to her victims.

Nack- Known simply as 'the Outback Killer'. He isolates himself on a large portion of abandoned land that once had a village on it. Due to a substantial amount of abuse and trauma, he's become mentally unstable and panics at the sight of any outsider entering his land he has gone to great lengths to get people to stay out through fencing and signs. So while no one has caught even a photo of him or been able to live to describe him, he's just a well-known rumour in the Outback...

Bark- While he's a well-known philanthropist and beloved man, he has a dark secret. That's his identity as the ice-cold 'Billionaire Butcher'. He drains their accounts but barely ever pockets much for himself, instead giving them away to charities. He's developed a passionate distaste for the ultra-rich from personal experience. He goes to great lengths to keep his slasher identity very well hidden, and he's done an excellent job of it so far.

Feel free to ask anymore questions about em!

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misseviehyde · 10 months

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GRAND REDESIGN

Your bully's Mom is a famous fashion designer and when she offered to give your nerdy girlfriend a fashion make-over and help her redesign her bedroom, Mia didn't feel she could say no.

You watched as Stacey dyed Mia's hair blonde and threw out all of her preppy outfits. "From now on you wear tight dresses and mini-skirts. You have a beautiful body and should flaunt it. I'm going to teach you everything about getting what you want."

"Wow... I do look kinda good," giggled Mia as she admired her new look. She now had long fake lashes and her skin was brown from fake tan. Acyrillic nails were welded to her fingers and her bitchy blonde hair framed her face. The new makeup she'd been given brought out her eyes and made her soft pink lips look enticing and full. The figure hugging dress she wore showed off her ass perfectly. Stacey had helped turn her into a wet dream.

"Good girl. Doesn't it feel good to embrace bitchdom? Expensive clothes, long nails, toxic behaviour... you'll find you love it all."

"Mmmmmh, sounds hot," giggled Mia acting like you'd never seen her before. She was copying Stacey's mannerisms before your eyes, dropping the good girl routine as you watched.

"I like how this feels. I want more."

"Of course you do dear. Now you know what you want we can redecorate your room. We'll make it more girly, fill it with objects that reinforce your popularity and make you want to be spoiled and mean."

"Yesssss make me a bitch," drooled Mia - practicallly salivating at what Stacey was saying. Her eyes shone with a desire to have everything Stacey was whispering into her fertile mind.

"Ohhhh you'll have it all babe and everyone will fear you. I'm going to make you SO popular..."

******

A week later and you watched as Mia strode through the corridors of the school with her clique of bullies and shoved her former friends out of the way laughing. Mia stopped to mock one of them - her former best-friend Hannah - and laughed as the nerd ran away crying.

"Like what a fucking loser!"

Now dressed in a head-cheerleaders outfit she smiled as Jason - your bully walked out of a classroom and walking over to him she kissed him passionately.

"Hey babe... your Mom wants to buy me more clothes tonight, so I won't have time to come over and fuck. How about you do me now?"

Grabbing Jason's hand she dragged him past you towards the washrooms. She saw you as she walked past, but there wasn't even a flicker of recognition in her cruel eyes.

In the end Mia hadn't even bothered to break up with you. She had just basically begun to ignore your existence and now no one even remembered she used to be your girl. You were heartbroken - she didn't even care.

As you watched the happy couple sneak into the bathroom you hoped that Jason enjoyed getting his big dick sucked by his beautiful new girlfriend. You imagined her bent over the counter, getting fucked hard and watching herself in the mirror. Enjoying what a bitch she had become.

Stacey had clearly wanted her son to have a girl like Mia - and her grand redesign had worked perfectly. She had turned Mia into a total bitch and ruined her forever.

Now time to go home and jerk off alone again loser...

#evie hyde #bitchification #f2f transformation #f2f corruption #bully #brainwashed

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basilone · 1 month

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Hurricane + talisman for someone in MOTA? Juno xx

"For someone in MotA" wound up being "for Bucky Egan, because reasons". I, too, am apparently not entirely immune to the Bucky girlies propaganda (affectionate). 😂

hurricane / talisman

“Oh, shoot.”

George harrrumphs as another bright splash of yellow paint makes its way onto her boots. Sets the can down on the scrap of tarp that’s already been ruined by worse marks than this. Throws the paint brush down beside it for good measure before raking a hand through her hair. It’s always the same thing. Can’t do a paint job on a plane without mucking up her boots, her pant legs, and her fingernails.

Still, it looks all right. The desolate peeling paint has been scrapped. The nose looks fresher than it has in at least a month. Even the metal replacement doesn’t look like a total waste. Push had been real worried about adding the new plating, citing a welding issue that Ken had indeed cussed at, but it seems to work out fine from where George is standing.

The yellow lettering makes it, if she does say so herself. George digs around in her pocket for a handkerchief that hasn’t yet seen an absurd amount of grease. Comes up empty – really, she’s always running out of these even worse than the Clubmobile girls are – and heaves a sigh before rubbing her hands on the already yellow-spattered part of her uniform.

“Helluva name you got going there, Campbell!”

George is absolutely, totally, one hundred percent, forever going to deny the fact that she jumped at least a foot into the air at the unexpected shout. In fact, she’s not even really letting on to her startlement – that one rather loud “sweet Jesus!”-squeak hardly counts – and she’s perfectly collected about this.

“Major,” she acknowledges, once her heart stops beating a whole drumline of misery. Cranes her neck to peer around him at a surprisingly empty tarmac. “Someone steal your jeep, sir?”

Major Egan – Bucky, call me Bucky – rocks back on his feet as though she’s taken a shot at him and won a prize. “It’s nice out,” he says, as if his sunglasses and his huge grin didn’t already inform her of that. “Thought I’d walk, inspect the place.”

“Well, not a whole lot to see out here,” she says, “except a rather pristine paint job and some gun supplies Push needs to take a look at later. Things are quiet right now, sir. New shipment in a week’s gonna change that.”

“Your handiwork? The paint?”

George shoves her hands into her pockets. “Lettering, sure. Rest of it is Darlene’s.”

“Hurricane Harlot,” he declares, laughter spilling into his voice. “Whose idea was that?”

She shrugs. Glances sideways to find that his grin has impossibly broadened at the sight of Darlene’s rather apt painting of a lady seated atop a hurricane. “Not sure. I know it wasn’t Tiny – she just about died having to say the name out loud the other day – but could be anyone else from that crowd with the idea and I’d believe it, sir.” Her own money’s on Val, who’s tacky and shameless by her own admission, or Max, who will pipe up with a joke that’s got a whole table laughing in no time. “Jules okayed it and she’s the one flying this baby, so.”

“Group effort,” he says, sounding wiser than she’d ordinarily have given him credit for.

His own hands are shoved deep into the pockets of his flight jacket. It seems too warm for this time of year – the sun’s just about beating down today, making George pause for a drink that much sooner – but she knows better than to try and separate a pilot from his jacket. Even a pilot like him, who’s currently making do as an Air Exec and jumping out of his skin because of it, would balk at having to remove it for anything.

“All things are, sir. Group effort, I mean,” clarifies George, craning her neck a little to peer up at him. “They’re doing all right, these girls. And the new shipment coming in from Greenland sounded good, too.”

That earns her a loud laugh and a crinkled grin that’s not about to leave his face any time soon. “I’ll tell Buck you called him a shipment, Campbell. He’s gonna love it.”

Buck, of course, is what she’s going to need to call Major Cleven once the man’s actually over here being forced to live up to the rather tall tales Major Egan’s been chanting about him everywhere on base. George almost feels like she knows him – the straight man to Major Egan’s joking demeanor, the calm centered in the eye of Major Egan’s storm – and she’s got no doubt it’s going to cost her a moment before she can call him Major without thinking of Buck.

“–itch the sirs, Campbell.”

George blinks. “Sir?”

“You can ditch the sirs, Campbell.” He’s already moving again, hands roaming over the beat-up metal plating they took off the plane, glancing back at her as if to make sure she’s following him like a little duckling. “Makes me feel old!” And Bucky Egan doesn’t like to feel old, or so she knows from all the singing and dancing they say he’s been doing around these parts since he got here. “Who’d you say the gun supplies were for?”

“Push. Perrault”– she clarifies, seeing him frown –“the flight engineer?”

“About this high,” he asks, indicating something slightly lower than his own shoulder, “big scowl on her face, refuses to call me Bucky, bossier than the Colonel himself?”

George’s lips twitch. “Sounds like her, sir.”

His answer’s all groan and almost-headache in its loudness. “Campbell…!”

“Sounds like her, Bucky.”

“Thank you,” he says to her correction, even though she damn near felt like stumbling over the name. “What’s Perry gonna do with these? What even is this?”

“Oh! That’s where that got to!”

“Where what got to?” His bemused tone rises in pitch ever so slightly when she snatches the small trinkets off the pile of retracting slides. “Campbell, wha–”

“It’s George, actually, sir. Bunch of Campbells on this base”– really, they’re almost as bad as the Dorrance-Joneses except none of the Campbells are related –“but I’m the only George. And this,” she says, holding a chain aloft, “is all that remains of the really ugly bracelet Dee’s ex-fiancé got her. Along with, well, my broken pendant.”

He doesn’t miss a beat. “Your ex-fiancé’s pendant, George?”

She grimaces. “Pretty sure I’m not marriage material, si– Bucky. It’s just some stupid bullshit the girls asked me to work on. Lucky talisman or something.” She shrugs at it. Drops the pendant into his waiting hand, but pockets the chain herself. “You’re welcome to it, if you like. Would just get tossed out otherwise.”

“Little broken wing on it,” he says, studying the pendant by holding it against the light. “You know, I flew something like this once. Had to land the damn thing even with the wing being crooked.”

“That’s a bitch.”

“Yeah, George,” he grins, “it really is. Think it’s gonna stop me from having to belly-land one of these again if I pocket this?”

“Stitch it into your collar on the side the damage was on. You come back, it works. You go down, well, you’re gonna curse me at heaven’s gate.” George shrugs. Grins back. “I hate getting cursed, you know.”

The pendant vanishes into one of his impossibly deep pockets. His grin remains fully in place. “So I’d better come back, is what I’m hearing?”

“Once they let you back up, sure. And they’re gonna.”

“New shipment coming in. Might not have to.”

George blinks. Plants her hands on her hips. “You’re a pilot, sir, not some damn Air Exec. Blind man can see that.” She swallows. Raises her eyes skyward. “Way this is going, we’re gonna need more pilots.”

His voice lowers. Goes soft around the edges in a way she hasn’t heard from Bucky Egan a day in her life. “And a ground crew providing keepsakes.”

“Talismans, Bucky. That’s what the kids call them these days.”

“You calling me an old man, George?”

George looks him up and down. Registers his too-curly mussed-up hair, his smile beneath his sunglasses, his too-clean uniform beneath his slightly beat-up jacket. Sees how he fidgets in place, all energy pent up until someone releases him for a hunt. His boots are shiny.

“If the shoe fits,” she says, before she can stop herself. Winks at him before turning back to her tarp and paint. “Be seeing you, sir. Preferably behind the yoke of something like a Hurricane Harlot.”

His chuckle sounds warmer than the afternoon sunshine. His shout is so loud she almost jumps into the air again. “Be seeing you, George Campbell!”

He’s got a way of making things sound like the world’s most earnest promise.

#masters of the air #john egan #oc: george #mota oc #basilonefic

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autisticgirliesbracket · 1 year

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What makes Entrapta from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power the autistic girlie ever of all time? Here's what the people have to say:

- btw this isn't even all the submission notes, I can't physically fit them all on one slide. Entrapta-related asks/reblogs: x This post will be updated after each round!

Image ID in alt text and under the readmore.

[Image ID. White slide with a screenshot of Entrapta in the bottom right corner, she has her welding mask down and is surrounded by robots. There are also text boxes around her which read,

"im sure you already know this but she's canonically autistic!!! entrapta has trouble connecting with people, and is just really geeky and i love her <33"

"has trouble understanding social cues and prefers to keep to herself because of it. gets wrapped up in her special interest (mechanical engineering), etc!!!"

"she is sososososo autistic coded. I think it's been confirmed by a showrunner on twitter but not positive. techy girl with issues understanding people and only eats tiny food"

"It's canon baby"

"CANONICALLY AUTISTIC HELL YEAH"

"Her personality was literally modeled after a member of the crew that is autistic. She is canonically autistic"

"I think she is literally canonically autistic? Or at least the creators say she was written as such. She just really loves her machines and talking with people is hard and she "doesn't fit in" (code for autistic)"

"It's actually been confirmed by the showrunners for one. Second, her hyper-fixations are clear and more than just 'wacky quirky.' She is focused to the point of amoral behavior and a severely limited sense of self-preservation at times. The show even went so far as to address her feelings about all this near the finalé."

"It’s her everything. Also she’s not only word-of-god can only autistic, but she was based off an autistic woman (who I believe also did most of the writing for her.)"

"1) LOOK AT HER 2) she likes robots 3) doesnt get people 4) she's JUST like me fr"

"I saw someone say that this was confirmed canonically, but I'm unsure as to how true that is. It's been a while since I've watched the show, but I remember really liking Entrapta and connecting to her. I liked the scene where she said something along the lines of the "You actually want to her about my research?! :D!!! I've waited so long to talk about it!" Really relatable to how I feel about my special interests and my own infodumping. I can't think of more examples since it's been so long since I watched it, but she was really cool and definitely autistic!!!"

"Hyperfocus on her special interest, electronics. Only eats tiny food. Really bad at reading other peoples' intentions."

"She doesn’t get people but she gets tech and she just thought she could use tech to get people to like her but she just messed that up too AND I JUST LOVE HER SHES SO ME"

"Obsessed with robots, tiny food, writer on the show who help fleshed her out is autistic too and gave lots of pointers to the other writers on how to better portray her and her autism. A genuinely good character too"

"She hyperfixaes on technology, will info dump, has certain food preferences such as she can only eat little food, is not great at picking up social cues and also the writers confirm she was written to be Autistic."

"Everything about her <3"

"She struggles to befriend others and can only relate to the emotions and struggles of others via her special interest (robotics), she is consistently treated as other by the cast because she is "weird", and she misses out on social cues incredibly often throughout the show." End ID.]

#autistic girlies bracket #autistic girlie masterpost #entrapta #she ra and the princesses of power

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she-is-juniper · 2 years

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i need another elvis blurb 😭😭 what if it was at that club where he met BB King and he was like watching u dance or something and came over and y’all danced the night away and that was that??? like it was so sensual and intense but all y’all got from each other were your names 😭😭 im not good at asking for these 🙃

I gotchu girlie I gotchu

The dimly lit club smells of cigarettes and booze-infused sweat—the perfect atmosphere to meet someone you’ll never see again.

Tonight, dressed in bright red, tight-fitting clothing that collects the eyes of men and women alike like a magnet, you feel as sultry as the music coming from the stage. Soul is alive and celebrated on Beale Street tonight. Your plan is to embody it fully.

The combo ends an upbeat number while you order another whiskey. You applaud the band along with the rest of the small crowd, making eye contact with the drummer, who gives you a wink. He, like everyone else in this small club, knows you, and he knows exactly what song you want to hear next.

Just as the band begins their next number—one of your favorites—the club is immersed with the presence of a man who simultaneously stands out like a sore thumb and yet fits in just right.

Tall and suave from across the room, the man—skin white, eyes blue—surveys the room of this smoky joint as if he was born here.

You know him; at least, you know of him. You smile to yourself and throw back your drink. Like a sixth sense, you feel the new man’s gaze boring into the back of your head, which is exactly what you had planned. The dark room begins to spin deliciously, and all you want to do now is dance.

So that’s what you do. You make your way in front of the stage and let the music permeate your body. Dancing in a setting like this couldn’t have come more naturally to you; you were born to do it. You move your hips and twirl, and with every passing moment, you lose yourself in the music a little more.

Suddenly, you’re not dancing alone.

The first thing you notice is his smell, a warm, sultry musk that comes from behind you, matching the radiance of his intrigue. The second thing you notice are his eyes, piercing blue and lined with black in a way that was hard to look away from.

He leans in to speak into your ear, his low rasp of a voice like no other: “Tell me your name, mama.” You tell him, and he speaks it again in your ear like an echo, sweet as candy. The man’s eyes soak you up, draw you up toward him, draw you in, hold you captive.

And then he’s moving with you, effortlessly keeping time with the sway of the music, the motion of your hips. He smirks at you, a cocky, enrapturing gesture, and you can’t help but smile back at him.

There’s no one else in the club, just you and this mysterious, sultry, gorgeous man dancing to the steady, sexy beat of the blues. Your sweat becomes his sweat, your movements become his. You feel his hands on your hips and his mouth against your neck, his lips moving slowly to your ear, where he whispers your name again and again like a prayer.

Time slows, and the night goes on, each delectable moment with the seductive man weld into one another. You can’t pinpoint the exact moment he’s no longer there, but the last thing you remember is looking out toward the door. He’s being ushered out, shaking hands with musicians, exchanging laughter. And the last thing he does before he’s led outside is meet your eyes. There’s a quiet sort of longing in his gaze, a look you’d never possibly forget.

And you know, in that moment, that you’ll more likely than not never meet this man again.

[[ASK BOX IS OPEN FOR ELVIS PRESLEY / AUSTIN BUTLER / STRANGER THINGS REQUESTS]]

#i hope u all appreciate this bc I put my whole elvisussy into it #Elvis Presley x reader #austin butler #elvis presley #elvis 2022 #Elvis Presley fanfic #Elvis Presley blurb

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lea-andres · 2 months

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@galaxy-shapeshifter FIRST OF ALL HI WELCOME BACK! SECOND, SO YOU MISSED SOME SHIT!

So, lovely mutuals encouraged me to bring back some of my ocs I had made and booted out of my own stuff few times because ocs are only cringe when I do them. This led to a bitter, bitter divorce with a certain popular Espio ship that shall not be named because FUCKERS KEPT SHOWING UP AND GOING "NYEH BUT [SHIP] BETTER!" ON MY CANON X OC STUFF WHEN I AM CLEARLY A MULTISHIPPER AND I USED TO SHIP BOTH!

(It got so bad I cut the ship that shall not be named out of my fics. I don't even proofread my shit before it goes up, you know how annoying one has to get to drive me to go edit a whole ass ship out???)

Anyway, so HERE'S THE GIRLIE DINAH AND HER BROTHERS BRUTUS AND CARLISLE~

(the ship art is @hansuart , red ink sketchdump is Possum, who I think changed their blog name because I can't find them now lmao, followed by 3 @infifi3 sketchdumps.)

Dinah the Spaniel, along with her older brother Brutus the Bulldog and her younger brother Carlisle the Terrier make up Team Cerberus: an archaeology team that hires the Chaotix to assist them on a dig. Something something dogs dig holes for bones joke. Their whole thing is taking powerful ancient artifacts and hiding them so villains like Eggman can't take them and use them.

Dinah's the academic one and the ACTUAL archaeologist of the trio (don't let her look fool you though, she's got a collapsible quarterstaff hidden on her person and she *will* wreck you with it!), Brutus is the muscle and a gentle giant, and Carlisle is a mad scientist that will invent anything or attempt just about any experiment for funzies and never worry about the consequences. Highlights include:

-Building a mech suit that basically turns the wearer into a superhero. Think Iron Man kind of.

-Melting a hole in his lab floor trying to cure love.

-Raised the dead for no good reason lmao. They just walked in a straight line until they bumped into an obstacle and fell over, BUT THEY WERE DEFINITELY UP AND WALKING

-Wants to cut open Espio and figure out how his invisibility works via reverse engineering. No guarantees on Espio's surviving this.

-And lightning round time of everything he built that ever exploded or burst into flames that wasn't supposed to explode or burst into flames.

-Oh also sometimes he goes on no sleep 90 redbull benders and just welds stuff together until he has SOMETHING. What does that thing he just built do? No one knows! He's gonna switch it on without warning to find out though so you might wanna back up. Or run, probably.

They have tags, hopefully Tumblr will cooperate and allow you to peruse them for more info.

#lea's ocs #team cerberus #dinah the spaniel #brutus the bulldog #carlisle the terrier

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v-vina · 1 year

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What YouTube accounts would Demon Slayer Characters have?

Tanjiro

-He would post motivational quotes and vids on yt shorts

-He would also accidentally post something really controversial and make everyone angry

-He would use all the "gen z lango" to appeal to more audiences but just become cringy💀

Nezuko

-She would be a kid's YouTuber

-Would probably post life hacks or how to make things with "simple household items"

-Maybe Tanjiro wouldn't even let her have a YT

Channel

Inosuke

-Life Survival Hacks 💀

-He would do those vids of people surviving with only a loom bracelet or something like that

-He would also be that one YouTuber to go missing mysteriously for a few months and cause an entire investigation, only to be found living with wild bears in a cave

-So many controversial things would be said in his vids tbh and it's all just a bunch of screaming and nonsense

Zenitsu

-All I can say is that he would be that one person who is constantly commenting on others vids and being overly obnoxious

-Def if it's a women's vid

Rengoku

-Muckbang

-that's all I gotta say

Shinobu

-Honestly I feel like she would be one of those ASMR channels

-Her voice is just so soothing

Mitsuri

-One of those gorgeous fashion influencers!!

-But she will most definitely be the one who doesn't censor any of her content (like she shows her pores and facial hair because she is a queen and promotes natural beauty✨)

-Girly would sadly get a lot of hate because of her revealing clothing :(

-But she has loyal fans too

Giyuu

-I'm pretty sure he would be a self defense teacher

-Like the ones who thoroughly explain how to not die and cool shiz like that

-Fangirls everywhere🙃

Tengen

-He would be one of those podcast guys

-The ones who are always like, "Bro, but I bet you didn't know this!" And then go on to state a completely obvious fact

-Rengoku would feature on here so much ngl

Haganezuka👺

-One of those welding channels

-He would also do those odd but really cool transition vids with his swords and stuff

Muzan

- https://m.youtube.com/channel/UC5OrDvL9DscpcAstz7JnQGA

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Hi Mer 🥰🫶 25 and 29 for the asks if you’re still doing?

Hello lovely person! I am, I am💜💜

25. What's a song that gives you good vibes anytime you listen to it?

Hands down "Tear us Apart" by the Real Tuesday Weld. I find the melodies incredibly soothing. In my opinion, the video is incredible too. It kinda has some sad undertones, but I still find it uplifting overall. It leaves me feeling at peace afterwards.

29. Do you collect anything? And what are some hobbies you have?

Oh, girly. I've only ever collected two things in my entire life: Living Dead Dolls and nutcrackers. They are so different in appearance, but I fawn over the details for both. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to ramble a bit:

If you don't know, Living Dead Dolls are catergorized into series with each one having an overall theme. Each doll comes with a death certificate and a poem relating to how they died. As morbid as that is, I can't help but be in awe over how much thought and care goes into them. They even have tattered clothes, indents from scars or injuries and I love everything about how messed up they look. To me, it's beautiful. I only have 5 so far but there're more I definitely want!

Nutcrackers have a glorious amount of care put into them, as well. I like touching their soft hair, tracing the gems and cuffs, and so on just because it feels like I can connect with whoever made them. I think I have about 30...basically a freaking army.

Sadly, since moving country I haven't been able to ship out either collection yet. Whenever I'll be able to I feel sorry for whoever will have to ship out those 30 nutcrackers omg.

Some hobbies I have are playing the piano, dancing, yoga, watching documentaries on folklore and horror movies, and singing. In terms of singing, I really hope to be able to start learning how to use harsh vocals soon. I'd love to be able to properly sing along to some of the metal music I listen to 😎

#ask game #rambles #living dead dolls #my precious creepy dolls #my precious army of nutcrackers #how I love you so

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somanyfuckedupiftruebooks · 1 year

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Mag 43

[Waves like an overexcited mum seeing her child in a school play] Hi Basira!!!!!!

What struck me most about this episode for this relisten was how quickly Jon and Basira seemed to click with each other. These two were on each other's level from the first few lines.

More information about how the Institute works! Makes snese that they'd have thorough policies in place for information control, and cool that Jon is apparently good enough at his job by now to be familiar with correct procedure off the top of his head.

Look at how much effort Jon is going through to reassure her and help her feel comfortable giving her statement! This is such a far cry from his behaviour during every previous live statement he's ever taken. Took him long enough, but I guess he's finally decided to be more lovely.

Look at this! An attempt at levity! This is basically banter. Maybe Tim isn't way off base for thinking these two had something going on. This is definitely the most pleasant Jon has ever been with a statement-giver that wasn't one of his employees.

Always so great when the Archivist switches into statement mode and the statement-giver is like '...wtf do you want me to do now.'

Love this in terms of world-building. There are people who know about the supernatural and basically have the job of sweeping as much of it as possible under the rug, but don't expect them to know what's going on because they don't get told anything more than anyone else ever does.

At some point I'll have to put together a larger post about way that various institutions in the world must have been effected by the presence of the Entites, because its an aspect of the worldbuilding of TMA that is endlessly fascinating to me. Really hope this is something we get some new angles on in TMAGP.

I know a lot of people had issues with the portrayal of law enforcement (and Daisy and Basira's arcs specifically) in TMA and I don't intend to dive super deep into it, mostly because I'm a white woman who has never had any significant interaction with law enforcement, so I probably don't have anything particularly insightful to offer. All I'll say for now is that I think the series does a better job of saying ACAB than some people give it credit for, and we can see that in moments like this that explore 'us versus them' mentality within the cops (especially from the POV of Basira, who has her own issues with black and white morality and loyalty versus ethics).

I really can't imagine Basira being thrown by any amount of weirdness. Do we ever see her lose her composure over supernatural shit?

God Molina's such a fucking moron. What was his plan here? Just walk away from the fire dipshit, don't hang out raving like a lunatic and getting into fistfights.

Haha, Basira is the kind of person who takes welding classes on a whim. She's going to fit in so well with all the autism/ADHD girlies in the Archives.

#a mag a day #mag 43 #reeah reacts to tma #basira hussein

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roseofcards90 · 3 months

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THE. UR. YEAH. UNI AU 👍U GET IT

START WELDING IM DED 💀💀💀

Mahiru likes to read and write a lot (we’re making it so girlie has a stack of books and likes to read despite her being a bit of an airhead, also it’s a call back to the beginning of TIHTBILWY), Futa likes to ramble about his opinions a lot, so this could be Kotoko and Mikoto 😭

Kotoko is still in law in this so it’s just Mikoto complaining to her how writing is difficult, meanwhile Kotoko looking at him like :/ with her long ass law books on the table fifjffkkc

#amazing #milgram uni au #asks #Leitu

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roxyco-deliverygirl · 5 months

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aaaaaaaa im gonna b loxy 4eva pls help me girlie/roxy

-@hornystuckposting

Welding your loxy cage shut :) you're trapped forever :)

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