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quartzitess · 8 months
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Can you draw Profily and Two?
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Quit breaking the fourth wall, you two!
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dawnleaf37 · 2 years
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* • + computer assets + • *
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saloonwomen · 7 months
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i love how much of an asshole spongy is in bfb hes just so mean all the time honestly i think hes earned it
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badfictropes · 2 months
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Rouge in the Making Dp x Dc Trope
(Warning: I know this is just a fun little trope, I’m just giving my opinion and ranting. No hate to anyone.)
So I’ve seen the whole the bats are suspicious of Danny and think he’s a rouge in the making in many dp x dc crossovers before. It’s just comes of a little profiley to me, like Danny doesn’t even have to do anything super sus just be young, intelligent, talented or just plain different and the bats assume that he’s a rouge in the making. Like so if Danny isn’t a martyr giving everything for people who will only take and then throw him away then he’s a rouge in the making. It’s usually the bats assuming this because they take up a large part of the dp x dc fandom which I love them but it comes of as them assuming that civilians can’t be geniuses or even intelligent and talented without them using their gifts for evil at least in Gotham which is incredibly bleak and insulting of them. Like someone need to write Danny finding out the only reasons they were so kind and interested in him was because they thought he was a rouge in the making, like it’s giving very intelligence is a crime in civilians at least in Gotham. It gives the bats assuming if a civilian isn’t an average person they can manipulate and fool they are potentially a criminal in the making which is just(profiley? prejudicial? stereotyping?) I can even think a word but hopefully you get my vibe.
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So I realized that I haven't made an introduction post yet so uh this will be that (will be edited if anything changes or I forget something)
You can call me Infinite!
Pronouns - He/It
I am a trans male and unlabeled
(basically I don't see any label with sexuality that fits me so I'm just that)
Fandoms I'm in - OSC, FNAF, BBU, DHMIS (a lot more too)
(I'll mainly if not only post stuff with object shows)
Favorite characters! - Silver Spoon(ii), Balloon(ii), Candle(ii), Four(BFB), Playdoh(Burner), Limey(Burner), Gaty(TPOT), Profiley(BFB)
DNI! - Basic stuff (homophobia, transphobia, racism), Pro/Comshippers
Fun facts about me!
- My favorite object show is Inanimate Insanity (season 3)
- My birthday is October 14th!
- My lucky number is 37
- I am a multishipper and I love rarepairs! (No proships ew)
- My favorite color is green (specifically the hex code - 5da358)
- Silver Spoon is MY NUMBER ONEE FAVORITE <3333
My object OC! -
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Can u pls draw a profily gijinka? Love ur content :]
Sure can, and thanks for the compliment!
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I got inspired by Kagamine Rin's design and @blackspring4577's profiley design! Profiley, is the AI raring to compete and become everyone's favourite!
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puppyrelp · 1 year
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I LOVE YOUR PROFILEY DESIGN!!! FEMININE PROFILEY IS SO COOL!!!! i like to imagine that they have a fluid presentation
FR FR !!!!!!!!!
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bufubudi · 2 years
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i love that profiley came with teardrop to join tpot :3 i wonder where they’re off to.
i also love the team8s they’re so cute
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ice cube: STOP RIGHT THERE
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lunaballoona09 · 2 years
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tpot for the fandom blorbo ask game!
[sorry this is so late!! og post here]
TPOT EEE I LOVE TPOT SMM okie okei ims so excited
1- TWO MY BELOVED🙌🙌🤸‍♀️🙇‍♀️
2- Basketball definitely. I lowkey forgot she existed for a while but uh. Shes just!!!! So smart and just a silly little creacher /pos
3- idk if Gaty is underrated as of TPOT 2 but she's definitely one of my favorites. Her conversation with Two is really important to me.
4- PROFILEY SUPREMACY🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️I just love them sm. They are so. Shaped
5- TD is not exactly problematic but she did have a laser gun so . Anyway they are my poor little meow meow🤸‍♀️
6- snowball but only cuz i love him to death😋/pos /srs
7- foldy. no offense to foldy lovers but imo shes bland and has no personality/gen /nm
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c10v3r · 7 months
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Don’t feel bad about the profiley thing, i feel uncomfortable with Loser now cuz someone who liked him so much harassed me, so I kinda get it, hope you’re doing ok, I love your art btw I think it’s fun and silly!!
thksm you !!!!!! haha i just wokr up
also im sorry something similar has happened to you also i hope ur doing well now! !!
#:)
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sodapopsolstice · 2 years
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Profiley wasnt meant to exist and by god i still love them
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quartzitess · 8 months
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Can you draw Profily?
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All dolled up! Just for you :•3
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mint-cat-06 · 3 years
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The nonbinary objects :,)
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fnaf2yaoi · 3 years
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OK. AND U R RITE HERE!! PAT PAT PAAAAT!!!!
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alicec-666 · 3 years
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I don’t trust profiley. They doesn’t pass the vibe check and I’m pretty sure they’re actually 2 in disguise. Like... their voices are very similar and also profiles clearly is very powerful to instantly complete those very hard challenges thx 4 comin to my TED Squawk
Lmao, tbh, I thought of an Ice Cube for some reason, but, honestly, your suggestion makes more sense XD
I mean, 2 IS that one character with unbelievable powers, who has charisma to get others be for him, plus annoying 4.
It can't be an actual coincidence, can it?
And if Profiley isn't 2 themselves, then maybe they're two's... Agent??
Who went out to ruin 4's career and show altogether? Who knows ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Driving Home
"It looks like you..."
-A Spencer Reid x Reader Short
[All of the fluff. Just so much fluff. I make no apologies.]
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Picking Spencer up at the bus station two stops away from Quantico, I can’t help but feel a little insane. I understand the secrecy and why it’s necessary, the rest of the team can’t know what we are, but I feel like I’m verging on a scary kind of paranoid when I have to go to such lengths just to drive home with my boyfriend. 
Spencer, for his part, looks nothing short of chipper as he slides into the passenger side seat. “You look happy,” I comment, but I can’t help but smile at him as he clicks his seatbelt into place. 
“We’re out of work before six on a Friday,” He says. “If you ask me, that’s cause for celebration.”
I laugh as he leans over to kiss me quickly on the cheek. “Nothing short of a miracle,” I mumble light heartedly as I pull away from the bus stop. Out of the corner of my eye I watch him look me over. I’m sure he’s picked up on half a million micro expressions since getting in the car, and he’s currently deciding what to make of them all. There’s never been any use in hiding my moods from him. I drive quietly, giving him the space to process. 
Eventually, he must decide against addressing the quiet discomfort I’m harboring, left over from a day of lying to our friends. “So where are we headed on the miraculous Friday, SSA Y/N?” I smile at his mock-formal address. 
“Yours?” I suggest without missing a beat. I love his apartment. 
“We almost always go to my apartment,” he says. He’s not complaining or judging, merely observing. “Doesn’t your cat miss you?”
“Buffy is very independent,” I counter. It’s true, but I feel guilt tugging at my chest. “Maybe I’ll get her a kitten to keep her company.”
Spencer gives a surprised laugh. “You’re gonna give your cat a kitten?”
“Yes. To keep her company,” I say resolutely. It sounds silly parroted back at me, but I feel bad for leaving her alone so often. My Neighbor checks in on her whenever we’re away with the team, but she deserves more attention than she gets.
“Sounds fair to me,” Spencer says. “But seriously, why do we spend so much time at my place?”
“I like your apartment better than mine,” I answer honestly. 
“Why?” He laughs. “It’s so much smaller and more cluttered.”
I think for a moment. I’ve never tried to explain it out loud before. “It just--It’s full of books and it’s so warm. It looks like you.”
Reid nods seriously, as if he understands something about me that even I don’t know yet. “And yours doesn’t look like you.” It wasn’t a question. 
I give him a side-eye, always the profiler. But he’s right. The apartment I keep isn’t very homely, and it certainly doesn’t look like me. It’s neat and open, but there’s no real decorations. No pictures hung on the walls. it looks more like a rental room than a home. 
“Permission to say something... profiley?”
I raise an eyebrow, keeping my eyes on the road as I drive towards his apartment building. “I don’t think Profiley is a word, Dr. Reid. But yes, permission granted.”
“You’re still living like you think of this place as temporary... do you?” The question is genuine. He really wants to know the answer. It makes me pause. 
I consider it for a moment. “No,” I say finally, and I mean it. “I mean, I don’t plan on living in the same one-bedroom apartment forever. But I think of DC and this team as more... permanent.” As I finish talking we pull up in front of his building. I pull the car up to the curb so I can turn and look at him. I watch his eyes light up as he hears what I’m saying. I watch him realize he’s part of that permanence. 
“Y/N, I know that home was... unstable for you when you were younger.” His words are careful. We both know the history his words are hinting at, how it’s not just this apartment that was never really home for me. “But you’re safe here. You have a family in this team and a home--if you want it--in me.”
My eyes snap up to meet his, sweet and searching staring back at me. There’s something so vulnerable about him that cracks my heart open. He’s looking at me like I could say no, tell him I didn’t want the home he was offering, and walk away. Like I could shatter him with one word and he would let me. I fight down a shiver, staring for the first time at the full depth of his feelings for me. 
I reach a hand out to cup his cheek. “I do. I want it,” and I say the words I know I mean it more than I’ve meant anything before. 
His lips quirk up into a shy half smile, and he presses a kiss into the inside of my palm. “Then trust that you’re safe enough to put down roots here.” I feel tears stinging at the back of my eyes. I blink and they begin to fall. “You’re safe.”
I hadn’t realized how badly I needed to hear those words, but as he says them I feels like a wound I didn’t know existed finally closed up inside of me. I lean over the center console and kiss him gently. “I know,” I say as I pull away slightly. “Thank you.” The last two words are so much softer, as if they’re not sure they want to exist. 
He kisses my nose playfully, diffusing some of the tension. “Always.” And he says it like a promise I’m not sure I’m brave enough to believe in. 
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