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#he sure loves his coffee
meankeene · 10 months
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q!cellbit immediately offering the kids he’s babysitting coffee
This man is a workaholic with no frame of reference for how kids work
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milkbreadtoast · 7 months
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This meme is ancient but I randomly saw it again and i needed to do it..... (not sure abt some of the charas but just wanted to fill up space dmfbn)
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ctl-yuejie · 9 months
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you remembered, quite observant |hidden agenda ep. 1
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invinciblerodent · 2 months
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oh no
oh no this is so bloody adorable
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scoliosisgoblin · 2 months
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doodles and some lore. I'm tired.
#Jay does this thing on second dates where he tests the other person#he wants to make sure they'd like all of him. every part of him that may throw others off or realize he's insane#Matt and Jay were friends during high school. dated in college and broke up just before finding out Jay was pregnant#they decided to co-parent Mona and just view one another as friends#Mona really likes Don and Tk. loves Peter. though dislikes Lucy quite a bit because of how much she hears Jay complain about her with Matt#Mona is very close with Jay despite living with Matt and only coming over to Jay during the holidays/some weekends#Jay moved into the complex about a year prior to meeting Peter. he's had 5 roommates since moving in#Lucy has been the worst compared to the rest but is the only one Jay tolerates (since she's young and reminds him of himself. pretransition#Jay and Don hated each other in the beginning. only really bonded over talking shit about a neighbor#and Jay saying “anyway I gotta finish watching the game.” Don saying how he wanted to too but his tv is fucked so they watch together#Tk does have feelings for Jay but Jay just can't take the hint. he simply just thinks he's making jokes and is very kind#Jay really cares about Lucy. he often checks up on her when she's out and buys her dinner if he didn't make anything for them#and she ofc tries to make his life easier by cleaning the apartment making him coffee in the mornings etc etc#also Jay and Don sometimes just talk about marriage. how both of theirs didn't work out (I headcanon that for Don)#how it'd go - Don: I just wish I showed her how much I cared... Jay: I chased mine down with a knife. didn't kill her though. I promise.#Jay also calls Don's kid (the cop) Don Jr. he doesn't mind it that much. it's mainly cause Jay never remembers his name#my art#yb peter#Yb don#Void#Jay#Yb tk#Yb lucy#none of them die btw. Peter kills some guy who treated Jay poorly#the entirety of Jay and Peter's relationship before the abduction takes place over June#I say so cause it was a bit alarming to Tk. Don and Matt how fast Jay was rushing into the relationship and such#anyway uhh idk what else to say
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rollforjackass · 9 months
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i truly and honestly believe that it would have been much funnier if snw had spock just. 100% miss out on anything crazy that happened. time travel shenanigans? he was in the lab. ship invaded? meditating. gets split into two separate versions of himself? no wonder reports were getting done twice as fast!
man has the most normal and boring starship tour of his life up until the events of the cage happen, remains totally unimpressed with humans and the federation in general, and then hops aboard with kirk and experiences the most batshit five years of his whole life
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harboretum · 1 year
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Drew my spouse’s babygirls in socks
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hauntedhokage · 3 months
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Takuma Ino I’m thinking about youuuu
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rotisseries · 4 months
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i can see people being insane about that one post so lemme just say:
narines coffeeshop au
nate is in charge of getting coffee for everyone (lilla, gi, loki, nareen etc. the of brotherhood basically), he's been in line for 5 minutes and is running on fumes when this PRISSY ASSHOLE just CUTS IN LINE like hes king of the fucking world and hes not even that sorry about it
hold on i was in the middle of typing that ojt and i got visions of nate giving himself a papercut just to drop blood in rin's coffee to "ruin it" and rin acting all disgusted and appalled and storming off but then the second he's around the corner he sort of guiltily takes a sip. just to see. just to have that. and then is so overcome by shame he just throws the coffee at a wall and runs away
this is so true rin would have his blood coffee and he'd enjoy it but he'd feel so much shame about that too. has to start taking iron pills but it's not the same
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larrylimericks · 2 years
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Lou hyped up the Lokeren crowd While letting his ancestors down; Who’s gonna tell him— A one-sixteenth Belgian— That Brussels is one hour south?
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rogersstevie · 1 month
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i rmr in cacw time when people went on about how pissed peggy would've been if she'd known about steve/sharon but it was not in a "yeah it's fucked up how she thinks she has a claim on him" way but in a "that's the reason this relationship is wrong" way which btw steve liked sharon long before he knew she was related to peggy like you can talk about how the writers view sharon as a stand-in for peggy but steve absolutely does not lol like it's absolutely fair to stay steve/sharon is icky and makes us uncomfortable but it's like peggy was an old woman who had long since been married with children even if she HAD once had a claim on steve (which she did not, he was not hers and she was not his) that would no longer matter in any way seventy years later lmao and if she had been alive to see it and been angry that would've been bullshit
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funny-bat-fruitloop · 13 days
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I'm making a Vlad/Reader for the depraved, except I'm doing this to practice realistic relationships while keeping the humor and dialogue as close to canon as possible. . Chapter 1 has been released, I'm planning to add more. posting fanfic here as well.
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You were the outsider of your college group. Maddie studied biochemistry, her and Jack both studied mechanical engineering together, Vlad studied both alongside Maddie, and you? You simply studied computer science.
Sure, you later studied robotics and delved more into artificial intelligence, but at the time you were falling behind the trio. What makes matters worse is that you were in love with Vlad. He was too busy being in love with Maddie. Maddie and Jack were too busy with their Science.
You used to be closer during your first years. Then you drifted apart from the group.
Or the group drifted apart from you. But you phrased it the other way to feel better about yourself.
At least Maddie was nice. But it turned out that Maddie had a crush on you. You softly turned her down and told her you did not swing that way. She understood, and Vlad was elated that she stopped focusing on you.
She was surprisingly supportive, though, so she starts being more casual with her physical affections—she leaned against you and gave you hugs, at most, but never kisses of any type. Vlad glared at you every time.
You couldn’t handle Vlad’s glare towards you. You just couldn’t. You were so madly in love with him.
This wasn’t what you wanted for college. You wanted to thrive with less drama, not thrive in the drama of a love square. So you decided to turn it into a love triangle.
How? With distance.
You start making excuses about why you couldn’t hang out with them anymore. Maddie seemed pretty sad that you were becoming distant, and urged you to hang out with them more. Jack gave you puppy eyes, because it turns out that he enjoyed your dry wit and casual gifts—both clothing and food that you made.
Vlad looked...conflicted. As if as he did not know what to do with the slowly growing empty space. Every look he gave you after the start of you leaving seemed like he was having conflicts inside his mind.
But he did nothing. So you continued on with your life.
That was the start of your isolation.
You were pretty depressed now that you did not have anyone to accompany you. For the first few months of your departure from the group, people did not bother to include you in their friend groups due to your relationship with the “resident weirdos”.
You got into a robotics class and was forced to group with 2 other nerds, Gabin and Feen. It turns out, they were gay too. Dating, even.
Then the three of you started becoming closer in a platonic way. You were included in every conversation, arguments, and acted as a mediator for their spats which end up being resolved amongst the three of you.
Until the couple mutually broke up. You were devastated at the news, but it turns out all three of you were better as friends. Gabin turned out to be Bi and married a tall country Bisexual girl, and Feen turned out to be poly and married a few other people.
Even when the friend group grew larger, the three of you kept each other on your toes as you challenged each other to make robots. At some point, you made a lion-sized guard dog that read any sort of unique identification, like a treasured object, and chased intruders out of your home.
You gave this machine to a marketing professor as a joke. It ended up saving his life, which you did not intend to do at all (the machine dog was purposefully made with weak scraps for a chance for the victim to escape, in case it went haywire.) He was so grateful that he got you hired into a major tech company—Wayne Enterprises.
You got an award for it. Something close to a Nobel Prize. You’re pretty sure you were dragged out of the house with a blindfold, and were dropped onto the stage to receive the award. Or maybe you had too much coffee and dissociated the entire time.
Who knows. Photos of you taking your award in smudged eyeliner with a baffled expression became viral years down the line.
Gabin’s girlfriend also went out of the way to teach you “spellcraft”, which you thought was cool. She said that she could sense your “powerful bloodline”, and you entertained her by learning the basics.
You thought it was fun. Until a forced family reunion made you realize that Gabin’s girlfriend was absolutely not joking. Not fun.
Then it was your last year of college. You were forced to take a semester off due to the consequences of that disastrous family reunion. That year, you were having the time of your life while suffering with your thesis and OJT’s.
You almost missed the news of Vlad’s unfortunate accident. When you heard about what happened, your heart dropped to your feet.
Yes, you were trying to get over Vlad, but he did not deserve to almost die. You tried to visit him in the hospital but the nurses pushed you away. He needed something, anything, even if it is just to cheer him up.
You left some tupperware full of menudo and coconut milk pumpkin soup for the nurses to feed him. Nobody bothered to tell you that he left the hospital. He probably did not know that you cooked a large meal for him.
So you continued on with your life. You tried to reach Vlad a few times when you saw him back on the campus hallways, but he seemed too focused on...something. You did not want to bother him.
Life went on, and you managed to graduate in time. For your next couple of years, you worked as a robotics engineer for some more companies. Then you started a company with your friends several years down the line. You sold some patents, kept some patents, and you lived a comfortable life with enough money to support yourself, your needs, and your leisures.
You never got into a relationship, because you never tried. You were too afraid to be hurt.
Vlad Masters simply became Masters. He swindled, scammed, and stole with his newfound powers to become a billionaire. He’s seen some of your inventions sometimes, but what you made never really interested him.
Or rather, he was still conflicted at the thought of you.
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You were dared by one of your socialite friends to post photos of your outfit before your flight to Illinois, and announce your arrival on your barely active social media. You’ve always loved the gothic aesthetic and mastered your outfits throughout the years—though you slowly shifted your outfits to be more modern while retaining the aesthetic.
For some god damned reason, you got a somewhat larger following than you thought—more than 10,000 people were interested in your life. You mostly posted your projects, but your outfits got more attention.
The youth kept calling you “DILF” along with other unholy comments, no matter how much you tried to discourage them. They seemed to flock to your socmed ever since that photo of you receiving your awards became viral. They also kept calling you “pookie bear”, whatever that meant.
You tried to restrict comments, but a few of your friends kept disabling the restrictions. They enjoyed your suffering.
You were beyond your 40’s, sipping a cappuccino as you left the airport while holding your luggage in the other hand. Suddenly, a notification popped up in your phone. The sound from your phone indicated that it was a text message, and not another weird ass comment that required you to say “aren’t you disappointing your parents with these DILF comments?”
Your leg hooked around your luggage as you pick your phone up from your pants with one hand. It’s a message from...Jack Fenton?
0xxx-xxxx-xxxx: Hey Bucko! Remember me? Jack Fenton? Heard you were in Illinois! Do you mind meeting at our place in Amity Park and meet Maddie and I like old times? :-D
Oh shit. It’s your old college friends.
You cringed a little as you remembered the way you ghosted the first two people who were decent towards you. Sure, you had your reasons, but it wasn’t fair to them. You checked the rest of your schedule on your phone and find that you still have free time to spare. A quick google search about the town, and you found that your convention is just at the town next to Amity.
So you made your decision and decided to make this up, let bygones be bygones.
You: Sure! Give me the address and I’ll meet you there!
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sailforvalinor · 8 months
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Oh in other news I think I got a passable grade in Date(?), something that is normal to want and possible to achieve
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sirpepperston · 2 months
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guys my boyfriend walked to my house after his dr appointment this afternoon cause its less than a mile away and. well its been raining off and on this week but not all that hard so i didnt think much about him walking in the rain bc he did the other day and it was only sprinkling and he was wearing the hat he normally wears. well. today it was raining pretty steadily the whole time he walked over here which was like 30 minutes because the crosswalk lights take forever to wait for(one of them i legit waited over 5 minutes for. like i hit the button while head like a hole started playing and the song was over when the pedestrian light went on). and he did not wear his hat today. so when i opened the door and saw him on the porch 😭😭😭 my poor sopping wet beast....i felt SO baddddd he was soaked ohhhh....he said he didnt mind the rain he was just cold but MAN. poor guy
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witch-hazels-musings · 10 months
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I loooooooove the way you write Diluc. I read all of your fics time and time again, they give me so much comfort :) thank you hazel!
I'm glad you like him, writing for him means so much to me. I always second guess myself when I write for any of the characters and hope they come across as if you were seeing them in the game itself.
The stories bring me comfort when I write them too. So for them to reach you, I am very glad (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)
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