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k0ri0 · 1 year
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@teenagenutant 's silly billy
and a lil comic scenario
i love galileo sm man and i was thinking about drawing the other designs for this au cause i cant make my own for shit and they just look so GSAUUUUFGHHH sobbing and weeping
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moodlemcdoodle · 1 year
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Read some Dark/Chaos Avatar Zuko AU fics a while back and those AUs are VERY GOOD but then I had a brain blast so. Dark/Chaos Avatar Toph AU
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zolanort · 11 months
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Me every time
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almond-tofu-chan · 1 year
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Im crying actually I’m trying so damn hard to watch LMK season 4 but I can only find it in Chinese bc it hasn’t been subbed yet so I have to take a photo of every frame and put in into google translate it’s been 10 minutes im only 30 seconds in and I have no idea what anyone is saying 😭
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thebardisabird · 1 year
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“I’m nervous, Kara.” you say, your hands fiddling with your hair.
You’ve worked hard for this. You know it, he definitely knows it.
He lifts your hand, presses a kiss to your knuckles. Karamatsu’s other hand comes to rest on top of yours. His eyes held a sentimental sincerity and just a dash of pride.
“They’re going to positively love you, querida.”
You laugh at that. The little bits of Spanish you taught him is starting to finally stick. He laughs with you, pulling you into his arms and allowing his hands to fall around your waist. Karamatsu peppers your face with gentle kisses,
“Of course, they’ll never love you as much as I do.”
And you giggle as he tickles your cheek and neck with his lips. You cherish how easily he melts your worries - you find yourself reinvigorated, ready for what was ahead.
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exilebussy · 6 months
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Okay but what was the point, Felicia?
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eskawrites · 3 days
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Six Sentence Sunday Monday!
tagged by @bus-ghoul and @lesbianlotties thank youuu! <3 and you both have impeccable timing because i'm finally writing semi-consistently again after like 2 solid weeks of not
anyway from the lethal company au
Nancy doesn’t remember exactly when she knew Barb was gone. Sometimes she thinks it took forever, all of them clinging to their denial as they passed around excuses for why they hadn’t heard from her. Other times, she feels like she knew it from the moment Mrs. Holland said, so casually, “It’s been a few days since Barb has written. That’s not like her.” What she does remember is the way it felt when reality finally, fully, set in. Barb’s father grew angry, furious with all the people who could not or would not help. Her mother became almost delusional with blind hope, giving away everything she had on the slim chance that the next thing they tried would actually bring Barb home.
like many people around these parts, i am shy about tagging and also most people i would tag have already done it so! if you see this, you're it. boom. i tagged you. go and spread the good news. keep it for tomorrow and do a six sentence sunday monday tuesday, if you like
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humblemooncat · 8 months
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37! For any :)
Heya Mimble! Thank you for the number! :D I've decided that I'm gonna take out one of my D&D dice and roll if characters are unspecified. This way it's not just Ki'to getting the love. xD
Looks like Ki'to's getting the love anyway, I rolled a 1. xD
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Bury Me Low by 8 Graves
Content warning: Just a little bit of gore
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"All this time to ready yourself for this final, glorious battle, and you've made for such poor sport! I expected more of you, my friend"
Ki'to's body lay at the feet of Zenos, here at the edge of the universe, for but a moment. Lifeless and still until a labored breath returned to his lungs.
Slowly, he raised himself from the ground, a low growl rumbling in his throat and reverberating through the empty space around them.
His eyes, black as pitch with a blood red glow the only indication of where they were trained, bored a hole through the exiled prince.
"Ha HA, there's that fire I yearned for-"
"If you believe in any higher power, I suggest you pray to them now before I send you to them" An unnaturally discordant voice spoke in his place, the tip of his sword dragging behind his near lifeless body as it ambled towards his quarry.
"You speak as if you know the outcome-"
"You speak as if I'll give you a chance"
Zenos looked him over, caught off-guard for but a moment. But that was all Ki'to needed.
With a speed not expected of the walking corpse before him, the blade sliced clean through old scar tissue on Zenos' throat, sending him to the ground.
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This song, combined with the fact that I've been running Dead Ends a whole lot lately, made me think of the final fight with Zenos.
While the punch we gave him was definitely deserved, Ki'to was fuckin' done with him. 10000% He'd been done with him since SB.
I looked on my bar for some fun skills to use for the picture above, and remembered Living Dead. If Ki'to had to use that canonically for any fight, it would be that one. So I wanted to depict what that might look like.
Especially after ALL the shit Zenos put him through (or allowing Fandaniel to do. Lookin at you, "In From The Cold"), finally ending him was the most cathartic finish to EW for him tbh.
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payaso-gomi · 1 year
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Going a lil paint crazy
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feebadrawba · 8 months
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my outer wilds oc Pallasite... hes a fork of a disco elysium oc of mine but i care them sooo much!!! :3
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plasma-veracity · 1 year
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Wonder how many times you could stab the old man before he dies... in your arms.
Probably around 30 before he dies from blood loss if I avoid anything vital.
The ass felt nice though.
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uriangerswife · 10 months
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part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 (FINAL)
this is apart of a Future AU I am slowly adding to!
starts here | tag here
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so The Intern has my most story views on AO3 now and I... don't know how I feel about that. 47 unique clicks, god damn
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astroluvr · 2 years
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bad takes. crumbl is buss and guys who play valorant are hot
you're gonna get a cavity AND a man with terrible hygiene, but i'll let u live 🧘🏽‍♀️
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lilirot · 2 months
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Anyways, now that I'm done with Xavier's myth bullshit. Time to gush about Rafayel! Because oh my god it was good ;_; The part where they're describing MC walking on the water toward him had my heart bleeding. Also, him like "y'know what? fuck this" to the prophecy. Best fish ngl
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inkskinned · 9 months
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you're in the habit of denying yourself things.
if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.
but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?
what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.
and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.
you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.
so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.
it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.
sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.
oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.
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