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french-toast-enjoyer · 2 months
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being a symbrock fan who's friends with like, normal Spider-Man fans is so funny cause like. you get to hear their expectations for Venom 3. "I hope they have a canon Spider-Man!" "I hope it's rated R!" yeah well I hope they elope in Vegas at a 24-hour wedding chapel and their marriage is officiated by a Prince impersonator. their wedding rings cost no more than 400 dollars and when venom kisses the groom there's so much tongue that both Eddie and the court-appointed witness get lightheaded
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mattodore · 2 months
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theo’s bedroom is slowly coming together
#river dipping#theodore doe#echthroi#ts4#ts4 edit#after the save broke yesterday morning for the fourth! time i finally pulled up mod manager and started looking through the hundreds of#conflicts i apparently had and also deleted well over 500+ duplicates... my mods folder is SO rancid i'm sure i missed some conflicts#bc see those dark blue pillows on theo's bed? those are actually white :) but for some reason when i move the pillows near the wall they#change color depending on the time of day... it's not just those pillows some other objects do it too... just closing my eyes at it <3#the bed and desk are where theo spends most of his time so i spent forever on them. his bed needed to be overwhelmed by stuff#there are... ten pillows i believe two large covers a sheet and a blanket. theo kind of just... burrows into the center and hides.#bunny boy behavior........ and yeah those are matthias's gloves on theo's desk <3#i have to recolor the stuff on theo's walls later. i imagine his walls are mostly empty and it's just the floors in his apt. that're messy#but i wanted sticky notes to help him remember things and that back wall is going to have matthias's art and love letters#<- which theo definitely takes down and hides whenever matthias actually comes over lmaoooo#also i finally moved all of the pins from theo and matthias's boards over to @theodoredoe (mattodore was taken 😞)#i wanted a place just for my oc boards and i also wanted to be able to add sections to each oc's boards so! new acc!#yk how i mentioned theo's board looking so cluttered? yeah so. figured out it's bc over half of his board is just quotes#i made a section and threw all the 200+ quotes in there and will slowly put some of them in his main board#his board just looks so much better now like i'm so happy about it 🥰 it was definitely worth the time#OH ALSO!!!! IF ANYONE HAS SOME DEAD PLANT CC PLEASEEEE SEND IT MY WAY!!!!#theo really loves just. ripping plants and flowers out of the ground and taking them home to put in little pots but. he always kills them#jsknndkhj so i need dead plants!! limp!! DEAD!!!!#but i seriously can't find any#anyway... that's my build update <3 fr not much has happened bc i've had to start over four :) separate :) times :) but it's getting there.#i miss mattodore tho...... gkhjndfkhjn so i might take a break and get some poses and an edit going soon
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thesnowflake18 · 9 months
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Sorry for the inactivity. Have a Kris drawing plz
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if-loki-was-a-fox · 10 months
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Peer Pressure Duo naptime :3
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thisclownatemybrother · 5 months
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1015luv · 2 years
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[7:21am] (y/n) groaned as they felt the cold air hit their legs, noticing the lack of blanket on their side of the bed. moving their feet towards warmth, they blinked as they felt themselves walking up. "niki stop hogging the blankets" they complained, reaching for the fluffy material. after finding the edge they curled into it, inching towards the edge of the bed. they found their eyes fluttering back to sleep, despite the welcoming rays of the sun making its appearance between the curtains.
niki frowned his brows, noticing (y/n)'s body further from him. pouting to himself, he reached his hand towards any sign of them. "come back" he mumbled, as if they weren't only a few inches from him. looping his arm underneath their waist, he tugged them back to his chest. he took a whiff of their scent, pecking their neck with short kisses. he opened one eye when he realized they didn't react, smiling to himself before snuggling closer to their body.
maybe (y/n) didn't realize, or said it out of habit. but (y/n) would probably realize when the two woke up that niki had come home earlier without telling them. the surprise could wait and be celebrated with a lazy day full of affection and whispers of sweet nothings. and maybe some takeout
likes and reblogs are appreciated ♡
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coern · 8 months
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cia redesign :3
unshaded ver and canon design under cut
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btw if you draw this redesign pls @ me in the post!!! id love to see ur art &lt;3
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sailorstarr-chan4 · 2 years
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Needless to say, I am forever Salty™ 🙃
Sailor Moon memes: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7
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thebramblewood · 5 months
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wisterian-dark · 2 years
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Hob loves to ramble about history and Dream loves to listen, as he always did at each and every one of their meetings, but as Hob starts going into another tangent about the mid 1800s - because the textbooks got it all wrong, as they often do - he stops mid-sentence at the feeling of Dream's head resting on his shoulder. Dream doesn't need sleep, not really, but Hob is one of the very few people who make him feel safe enough to let his guard down and just rest.
If he feels Hob's hand gently combing through his hair, well, he can't say he minds that much, not that he'd admit it to anyone. He just shifts a bit closer into Hob's side and lets himself be taken care of, feeling the tension in his shoulders slowly disappear as he breathes into Hob's scent and relaxes under his touch.
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my prediction for Venom 3 (based)
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inspired by this post I made!!
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fiendishartist2 · 1 month
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in every universe im destined to be besties w a kitty cat
instagram | kofi
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madame-mongoose · 6 months
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Me seeing my art organically get a lot of notes
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esora247 · 2 years
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Luo Binghe’s guide to seducing your Shizun
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She really does try not to stare.
Agdis pours some water into her hand from the skin at her belt and splashes it onto her face again. A droplet slides down her cheek to her chin, lingering; Molly feels her face flush with heat, willing herself to look anywhere else but staring, anyway, half holding her breath. Agdis catches her eye and grins. “Miss Molly,” she says, teasing, “are you looking for a guard, or just for me?”
“Oh,” says Molly, now surely redder than her hair, cheeks and the tips of her ears burning, “um. I wasn’t—I mean—hello.”
“Hello,” Agdis touches two fingers to her temple in salute and tilts her head. Her grin is crooked, her chin wet, pale hair wisping loose around her ears. “How’s business? Getting hotter lately, I’d think it time for shorter hair all ‘round, yeah?”
“Ye-es. Yes! Hotter. Business, um, business is fine. Good.” Molly nods, vigorously, as if that might make up for her mouth being so dry and her tongue so awkward. She realizes she has never thought about where to keep her tongue before. It feels too big for her mouth. Was it always like that? “Good,” she repeats, nonsensical. Stop talking.
“Hope you aren’t too busy.” Agdis swats an insect away from her neck (oh gods the rivulet trailing down her neck) and leans back against the stone wall into the shade. “I keep telling Dofri he should go see you. His beard’s gotten so ratty with the recent dry spell. It’s shameful.”
“When—when would he be free?” A sudden prick of pain in her thumb makes her look down. Oh no. She’s been nervously pulling at a hangnail. Molly shoves her hands behind herself and hopes Agdis didn’t notice the blood. “I have some time tomorrow afternoon.”
“Bless you; my stupid little brother deserves to wait after putting it off so long, but I’ll tell him to stop by tomorrow. He just brought some mead back from visiting the parents in Falkreath—the real stuff,” she lowers her voice like she’s sharing a secret, “not like what they sell here. I’ll have him take you some. You like mead, right?”
Molly does not like mead. “I’d love that,” she says. “Thank you.” She hesitates. Now. Now. She has been practicing for weeks. “Agdis,” Molly says, and her voice cracks, and she wants, a little bit, to be suddenly invisible. As she is not a mage and all running away would thus have to be done with her cowardice undeniably visible, she perseveres. She has been practicing for weeks. “Um. What time do you—what time is your shift done? Today?” That wasn’t supposed to be two questions.
Impossibly, Agdis’ smile shifts into something new, something knowing and radiant. “Yes, today,” she says with a laugh. “Whenever Florius comes to relieve me. Shouldn’t be more than an hour, now.” And then, slow and sly, “Why d’you ask?”
Molly digs her nails into her palms behind her back and takes a breath. “Can I—get you something to—to eat when you’re off?” Her mouth was not this dry when she was practicing.
For a moment, Agdis just looks at her, with that smile and her soft sweet eyes squinted against the creeping afternoon light. “Will you eat too?”
“Yes,” she says, then winces at how eager she sounds.
“Then,” says Agdis, “I would be honored to join you, Miss Molly.”
She swallows. She is floating, emboldened, giddy, and smiling very stupidly; elation rocks her forward onto her toes and then back onto her heels. “Just Molly. Please. You don’t have to call me ‘miss.’”
Agdis laughs and pushes off from the wall. “Well,” she holds her gaze, “maybe once I’m out of uniform.”
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I don't know if I've expressed this yet on this blog but if you leave comments on my posts I am kissing you on the mouth platonically
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