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#i am projecting yes
beanghostprincess · 3 months
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With all this talk about the strawhats being aroaspec I can't stop thinking about my Nami headcanons. I think she's a graysexual/grayromantic lesbian who loves flirting but it's really hard for her to actually genuinely feel sexual/romantic attraction. It doesn't really happen often. She doesn't necessarily need an emotional connection for it to happen but when it does it's usually for an specific reason.
I actually remember having these headcanons ever since I started watching the show. I just remembered making these pictures with my headcanons about each strawhat and my perception of them when I met them and somehow my ideas haven't changed... Girl is just like me fr
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i-wanna-hug · 6 months
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fellas is it gay to um uhhh.. um.... uhh hhhhh ?????
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dumplingsjinson · 8 months
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List of “those seconds before the living breath is kissed out of you” prompts 
Staring into their eyes and wondering if it’s about to happen
The way your faces are so close to each other’s, and you’re not sure if anyone’s going to make the move
The pad of their thumb tracing your lower lip, dragging downwards a little; the hitch in your breath when their eyes flicker from your lips to meeting your eyes
“I wanna…” they say, leaning in a little, breath ghosting your lips
The way your heart beats out of your chest when the distance between you both is getting less and less
“Can I?” they question, tilting your chin up
They’re giving you that look, asking you non-verbally, “Do you want to risk it all right now?”
The way they inch closer to you, finger tips touching yours; holds your hand in theirs and pulls you closer
“I think I wanna… Do you wanna?” 
That slight nod you give before their lips are pressing against yours
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arunneronthird · 11 months
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i have v few regrets about making tim an insufferable music nerd
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heartorbit · 9 months
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so when's the wxs phantom of the opera set
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clownsuu · 1 year
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what if we cuddled and smushed our blue hair and pronounce pompadours together haha jk… unless?
also more random assortment of doodles cause brain currently full of jelly beans
cw obsessive/possessive behavior
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MORE VAGUE LORE WOO YEAH WOO YEAH WOO YEAH
also every time I get normal howdy’s Ai to turn obsessive, he is always one: a master manipulator, two: “animalistic”, and three: likes collars.
yyyyyeah
I usually have to stop it there-
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binart · 1 year
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going over footage from their lions but also getting dISTRACTED DFJKGHDF
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cashmoneyyysstuff · 5 months
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you’re watching the maury show on your computer when katsuki marches into your room without a word and flops down next to you on your bed.
“ hello to you, too.” you snort. his words are muffled by your sheets but you’re about 90% sure he told you to shut up, you ignore it.
he lays face down on your bed for a while not saying anything and you know he’s had a long day and wants to be close to you without actually talking. you don’t mind, you’ll give him his space until he reaches out himself.
and he does after a little bit, turning his head around to face you as he looks from you to your computer screen, eyes focusing on the woman screaming that the man she cheated on her husband with was 100% not the father of her baby, mixed with the cheers of the audience.
he looks at you and raises a brow “ what’s happenin ?”
“ lady cheated on her husband with his brother.” you respond.
“ his brother ?” he repeats. his eyebrows furrow and you know he’s hooked. if there’s one thing katsuki loves but will never admit he does, it’s trash tv.
you nod, grinning somewhat evilly “his brother. now they’re trying to find out which one’s the father.”
he hums, scooting himself closer to you so he can see the screen too. he flips himself around so his neck isn’t craned at that awkward angle anymore and settles himself down right next to you. hook, line and sinker.
he wraps his arm around your shoulder and shoves his head in your neck, breathing you in. you both don’t say anything. “do you want me to play it from the beginning for you ?” he shakes his head in your neck. you reach your hand up to scratch at his scalp and you smile when he sighs. he holds you a little tighter, pressing feather light kisses into your neck.
katsuki’s never been good at expressing himself with any other emotion that isn’t anger. it makes him feel stupid and weak and soft. he’s had a long fucking day and he doesn’t wanna talk about it, simply wanting to indulge in you but he can’t tell you that, can’t find the words to, so he tries to find other ways to tell you and he hopes you understand and you do.
katsuki’s thankful for you because sometimes he wants to talk, wants to open up about what’s bothering him but sometimes he doesn’t. he doesn’t and you don’t pry when you know he doesn’t and he’s so thankful for you. he presses kisses on your skin and soft bites at your flesh to convey just how thankful he is, how grateful he is for having you. he hopes every warm press of his lips against your skin can convey how much he loves you loving him. and it does, because you turn your head and kiss the side of his head so sweetly and he knows you’re it for him.
he’ll tell you all of this one day, he promises. he’ll tell you all the thoughts swimming around in his head one day, but he hopes this’ll do for now. and unknowingly to him, it absolutely does.
he pulls his head out of your neck and kisses you hard on the cheek one, two, three times and you giggle. you feel him smile into your cheek when he kisses you a fourth time.
“fuck’re they screamin’ about ?” he says and you turn to look back at the screen. the woman is yelling at her husband’s brother vehemently denying the possibility of him being her baby’s father. you feel a little bad for laughing. “ she says he’s not the dad” you answer.
he clicks his tongue “ why the fuck is she on the show then.” he says, turning his attention back to your computer but his grip on you stays secure. you press yourself a little closer to him.
you’re still smiling lightly when you look back at your screen, simply shrugging. “ she said something about her having more sex with her husband than with him.” you answer and he snorts.
“ ten bucks neither one of them’s the father.”
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starstruckodysseys · 2 months
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can you imagine being thirteen and having the world at your fingertips. everyone loves you - why shouldn’t they? you’re the epitome of a good girl, the ideal, the popular cheerleader type who gets The Guy. you giggle and you flirt with the football players and you have sleepovers with your friends (who don’t really feel like your friends but you’re all popular so you have to like each other, right?). you do your makeup and you bat your eyelashes and everything is perfect.
and then you start growing horns. you start looking like the devil - and you might as well be, the way everyone turns on you, starts looking at you as if you’re a freak, a monster. and, well, if everyone’s going to treat you as such, you might as well play the part, right?
so you rebel against your parents (if they’re not lying about that, too). you go out and you buy a bass guitar and you pluck at the strings until your fingers bleed. it’s better than listening to the arguments downstairs. you transform into people you’re not to pretend you could really be someone instead of the shell you are now. you flirt with guys twice your age to pretend you still have it in you, even if it feels hollow. you grin and you bear it but it’s hollow, in the end.
if you can’t be perfection anymore, why bother being anything?
(and then you meet the most wonderful people in your life. and they accept you as you are and don’t ask you to change. but you find yourself changing anyway, because they make you feel like you can be something. like maybe it’s worth it again. and you finally get The Girl. and maybe life isn’t perfection anymore, but maybe perfection is overrated, anyway.)
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ducksinmywellies · 2 years
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OFMD as text posts (part 6)
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Ed and Stede x ADHD/Autism solidarity because fuck you that's why
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jiaxxnscribbles · 2 months
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i just remembered that i can in fact post Old Art so here is an album cover project from last semester
Details below!
This was the second project of my Illustration Intensive I class last semester, and we had to either design or redesign an album cover, so I chose The Mechanisms
During the project I took a 4-hour detour trying to translate the Red Signal chant into norse runes, aka I threw it through a translator and tried (emphasis on tried) via wikipedia to fix any Weirdness despite knowing next to nothing about runes so its probably. Incredibly wrong lol
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rendevok · 1 year
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The sensation of waking up next to you ❤️💙
+bonus doodle:
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…and they mimir’d happily ever after the end. ❤️
(ID under cut!)
Miles is roused from sleep by sunlight shining on his face. Slowly, his eyes adjust to the light, until finally, his scope of awareness broadens to a body he had been sleeping on.
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Miles looks up to the figure that holds him, and upon seeing, his eyes widen in recognition.
Miles looks up to the figure that holds him, and upon seeing, his eyes widen in recognition.
The bottom panel of the page shows minimal details of a window shedding light onto the bed and blankets as seen from a higher view in the room.
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On the other side of the bed, Phoenix rests, his head propped by the headboard. His hair is messy from sleep, and his expression is thoughtful. The light of the morning highlights his features.
The sun shines through the blinds of the window.
Phoenix finally notices his observer, and turns to look at him.
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Phoenix takes Miles’ hand in his, and lifts it to gently kiss the ring on Miles’ finger. They both move to share a kiss, and their hands shift to hold one another. Miles’ ring sparkles in the sunlight.
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They link their fingers as they kiss, and the morning creates a quiet atmosphere around them.
They part, but remain close, their fingers fully interlocked. Phoenix greets “Good morning,” with a tender, loving expression as he looks at Miles. Miles’ own expression is soft, unguarded, and fixed on Phoenix.
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Phoenix and Miles settle back into their shared bed; the morning sun illuminates them. They both smile softly, seeming happy and at peace. Miles rests his head under Phoenix’s neck, and his hand on Phoenix’s chest. One of Phoenix’s hands rests over Miles’ own on his chest, while his other hand holds Miles closer, revealing a matching ring of his own. Both rings shine softly in the sunlight.
Bonus image
A small simple drawing of Phoenix and Miles having fallen asleep again while holding each other as in the final page of the comic.
End ID.]
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koszmarnybudyn · 4 months
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Its nearly Chrismas, so have some chrismas teens. Also enjoy some piergi, they're very good.
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gilears · 3 months
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i said this in my other post but i must reiterate. brennan babygirl i love you so much but respectfully aelwyn is. 4 months out of a year in an orb (no trancing) (in an orb) + a year of intense manipulation from kalina (cat that made her commit crimes to end the world) (aelwyn is and was a teenage girl btw) + a lifetime of being abused (abusive parents) (that she was abused by).
she is. not moving out and having a job, brennan. be for real with me right now please. babygirl. aelwyn is disabled and she has cptsd.
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dilfbuck · 24 days
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i wish i was a little bit taller i wish i was a baller....
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keymintt · 27 days
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some public art illustrations for a change! these were printed on vinyl for the sides and top of a traffic cabinet !!
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