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suashii · 5 months
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"give them back," tsukishima grumbles, harshly rubbing his tired, golden eyes with the heels of his palms. his already blurred vision is even more bleary when he pulls his hands away.
"mm, no," you refuse, resting the stolen frames on the top of your head. "i don't think i will."
the lines of a frown are etched into the skin between his eyebrows as he stares at you from his desk chair. you're sure his aim is to look intimidating or at least annoyed, but you can't take him seriously knowing that he probably sees you as nothing more than an indiscernible blob of colors without his glasses.
"come on, i need to finish this." he points to the intricate yet unfinished drawing sitting on the table in front of him. you're sure your eyes would cross just attempting to pick out all of the details; you can't imagine how strained tsukki's eyes must be from staring at and adding on to it for hours.
"what you need to do is rest your eyes," you scold him. "this little artist gig is going to be over before it even begins if you keep this up."
he doesn't respond because he can't argue with you; you're right. late nights spent working under nothing more than a soft, dim lamp have become the norm for him. he's grown accustomed to the irritation burning at his eyes and the need to squint in order to focus on whatever project sits in front of him. before now, he would have excused his irresponsibility as hard work—dedication. thanks to you, he's willing to acknowledge it as a bad habit.
tsukki sighs. you're nervous that your words were too harsh, worried that they bordered discouraging. you open your mouth, readying to apologize for your brashness when the man clears his throat. "fine. i'll be done for tonight."
"good." you curtly nod. if you’re being completely honest, you weren't sure that you'd be able to convince him. you tell him as much, too. "if you said otherwise, i would have dragged you out of here myself."
for the first time since you barged into his studio, a smile breaks out on the blonde's face. "is that so?"
"mhm." you hum in confirmation. seeing his lips curled upward makes you grin as well. you jerk your head in the direction of the door, stretching your open hand out to him. you wiggle your fingers and ask, "shall we go?"
he takes your hand in his, gently squeezing it as he stands up from the chair. "can i have my glasses back now?"
"nope," you pop the 'p'. you almost forgot about the lenses perched on the top of your head, but, even so, he isn’t getting them back. tsukishima is stubborn and you wouldn't put it past him to end up browsing his phone for inspiration if he got a hold of his glasses again. "you should keep your eyes closed. i'll lead you down the hall and get you comfy in bed all on my own."
he clicks his tongue, shaking his head. he can't say he's seeing clearly at the moment, but the thought of being blindly guided down the hallway keeps him from closing his eyes. "you have way too much faith in yourself."
you scoff, "take it back or your sleeping in your studio tonight."
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theofficialuriel · 1 month
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headcanon that the real reason Jason came back to life was not because of Superboy Prime, but because Young Justice did a necromancy ritual on Tim for shits and giggles. They used the name “Robin” and viola: Robin comes back to life
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000marie198 · 20 days
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I love when the dragons carry the braincells while everyone in the gang is being absolutely ridiculous or stupid
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batlovestomarry · 4 months
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This idea has been in my mind for WEEKS now and I need to write a fic about it but before I do that I need to share my idea with all of the tomarry lovers out there so here is a short little ficlet:
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Tom is an investigative auror, who investigates criminal cases and solves them, on top of the normal auror duties. Usually, his job is so boring it makes him want to tear his eyes out. He often gets assigned cases that have to deal with finding family dogs and searching for little kids who ran away in childish fits of anger.
The Dark Lord Harry is more than just a passing thought in his mind most days. Tom, from the time he learned of magic (and subsequently him, the dark lord) has had a certain fascination with this famous figure. A particular pull to the Dark Lord Harry that has led him to investigate every part of Harry’s life (though not much is known about it) to sate this endless urge to learn more about him.
Unfortunately, the dark lord hasn’t been active in the wizarding world in more than 5 years, and Tom doesn’t think he’ll be back anytime soon, much to his disappointment.
That is, until Tom is called to an urgent meeting one day where he is informed that the Dark Lord Harry has struck again, seemingly out of nowhere. Tom and his colleagues are warned that they could be called to battle any day now, if the dark lord decides to be a bit more bold in his moves “against the wizarding world” (bullshit. The Dark Lord Harry only wants equality for all witches and wizards and for all types of magic. It’s for the benefit of the wizarding world, not “against” it, Tom angrily thinks).
Just a week later and seemingly out of nowhere, Tom is called to battle. Immediately upon arriving at the site, he and his fellow aurors have to fend off squadrons of Harry’s devoted followers. The battle continues on.
Tom is in the middle of a particularly vicious one-on-one duel when he sees him out of the corner of his eye. And oh, he is glorious.
Quickly sending a stunning spell at the other dueler when his guard was down, he surreptitiously made his way over to where the dark lord was.
Harry notices him anyway, despite his efforts to go unnoticed.
Harry quickly overpowers his opponent without much of an effort. He then casually starts a conversation with Tom, and it devolves into them slightly flirting. None of the other aurors or followers of Harry notice their conversation.
The battle ends when Harry gathers his followers and leaves quickly (though not before sending Tom one last teasing reply), and the battlefield goes silent. Tom’s mind is reeling.
He already can’t wait for the next battle.
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ssahotchnerr · 2 months
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thomas gibson in the 90s
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200llbun · 2 years
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Saw a drawing by thatonegayship of dip in a dress and something in me cracked🧍
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We're ignoring his man tits. Or are we🤨? I have a fascination with the flesh on men's chest. It gives me serotonin and gender envy fr.
Can u tell dip exercises? Yeah me neither. Jkjk. Anyways. Getting back into the jist of things🍊🤌
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rosesocietyy · 3 months
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Felix Catton every five minutes
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wdzday6 · 3 months
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Amnesia
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yonglixx · 2 years
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felix also being a bodyguard 😂
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pipopipipo · 5 months
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Watching Scavengers Reign inspired me to finally finish reading Borne. I crave more. MORE.
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briebysabs · 6 months
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So I’m watching Fionna and Cake right. Y’all I’m so crazy what if vanoé is actually in their SIMON AND BETTY ERAAAA
One is slowly losing their memories and life to an object they need to use and the other messes with forces not to be tampered and madness in order to save them.
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killthemwithdoodles · 6 months
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TMNTober Days 1&2
Mutant and Human
“Wait, you aren’t just bald turtle yokai?”
April sighed, reaching over to smack Casey in the back of the head, “Of course not! Have you ever even met a kappa?”
Casey shook his head, “No! My pops hates yokai so I don’t exactly get a lot of chance to meet them.”
Raph snorted, “Great. A human with the IQ of April’s bat. Nice one to bring into our secret home, guys!”
Donnie rolled his eyes, “Don’t be rude. Casey saw April in trouble and jumped in to fight off a couple Foot ninjas and even managed to hold his own against them. His technique is brutal and inefficient, but I think he’d make a good addition to the team.”
Raph and Leo looked the boy over. He was messy, with a nose that had clearly been broken at least once before and greasy hair that was outgrowing its black dye. He had a hockey stick in hand and a pair of skates tied to his backpack. He wore a leather jacket covered in stains and patches that matched the rest of his battered and patchy clothes.
“What?” Casey frowned at the scrutiny, “You think I can’t keep up with you? Casey Jones can take anyone!”
Raph grinned, “I like that idea.” He wheeled himself over, “Fight me, Jones. We’ll see how you do and that can decide it.”
Casey immediately wilted, clearly taken aback by the guy in a wheelchair challenging him to a fight.
“I… uh…” He winced, “Are you…?”
Raph just smirked and turned away, wheeling away towards the dojo.
April sighed, clapping Casey on the arm, “Well, you’re doomed.” She tutted and walked off, “I’ll tell your sister you died like a hero.”
Casey was pleasantly surprised to see the turtles had made something akin to a dojo in one of the rooms of their lair. It was well lit and had one of those big Japanese mat things across the floor. There were some seats on the side, some weights and workout equipment pushed away, plus a couple of pretty bad-off punching bags with stitched together puncture marks.
All in all? A pretty badass space for fighting.
Leo and Donnie both offered him luck, which was concerning, and April threw a water bottle at his head, which he caught with just a little fumbling.
“Why am I fighting the disabled brother?” He asked, slipping off his jacket, “Like, I ain’t, uh, abled-phobic or anything, but man’s in an actual wheelchair.”
Donnie scoffed, “Jones, Raphael is the most skilled fighter of all of us. His legs are more lethal than any sword.” He smirked and pulled out his phone, “Short answer: get recked human boy.”
“Donnie, don’t antagonize my opponent.” Raph’s voice came through and Casey turned to look, stunned to see him standing, wearing a pair of leg braces that were stark white and covered in stickers.
“Oh shit.”
He was tall. Like, damn tall. Suddenly the little lip on his beak looked terrifying, especially in front of such an intimidating grin.
“That’s my job.” Raph smirked, tossing his sai aside.
The first fight was short. The second was longer, with Casey less stunned by the fact that Raph was not just capable- but skilled. They tussled for a while before Raph pinned him again in a headlock with Casey’s legs trapped under his.
The third was even better.
Raph went for Casey’s legs first, going for a swift knockout, but Casey jumped at the right moment and managed to get his knee right in Raph’s chin. They danced around each other for a while, trading blows while the trio on the side cheered, before Casey went for another hard hit.
Raph dropped, the punch whiffing over his head as he fell dead-drop into a split and swept his legs, slamming his fin hard into Casey’s knees and pulling him down. They wrestled on the floor for a couple moments, but Raph still won out in the end.
They got to their feet, both panting (though Casey far more than Raph).
“Alright, he can stay.” Raph finally decided, and the other three erupted into cheers.
“Hell yeah!”
“Casey! You did it!”
“Whoo hoo and all that.”
He ignored Donnie.
Raph clapped Casey on the shoulder, grinning, “Good fight, Jones. You got style.”
“You’re not so bad yourself.” He teased back, slugging Raph’s arm, “Pretty tough.”
“Never underestimate your opponent and all that.” Raph wrapped an arm over Casey’s shoulders, grinning wide.
Casey looked up at him, at his dark brown eyes. Dark scales poked out from underneath his red mask, the same kind of scales that ran over his exposed shoulders, tough but smooth.
His gaze trailed down just slightly, to watch Raphael’s lips as they called to April, thanking her for finding him a new sparring partner.
Raph looked down at him, a wild kind of happiness in his face, and Casey had to quickly laugh it off.
Oh no.
Oh fuck.
Oh no.
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seoafin · 6 months
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doomed yaoi
doomed yaoi 😫
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jemmamaas · 5 days
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I humanized the bots
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mercurycoded · 3 months
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I noticed the colors on Terapagos Shell remind me so much of charkas system. It's already applied that the turtle is based off of Urashima.
Check out the The main game and dlc titles:
Indigo and Violet ( Crown/ Third eye charka)
Teal ( Heart charka)
Scarlet ( root charka)
How even your main character might be something more than what we're seeing at the moment.
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sullengirl · 1 year
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for the sad horny man within all of us
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