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samijen · 8 months
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its raining 🌧️
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all-lee24 · 3 months
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Maleigh marais
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jellyinapot · 7 months
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Peepaw the original
Remembered why we call him Peemo. I try to forget but i always remember
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umbrarkzoo · 1 year
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i am gradually loosing my sanity.
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breanna777 · 1 month
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Alrighty, time to give Secondo some love
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My beloved 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️
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dilfprayers · 3 months
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older leon using emojis wrong while texting
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leon: Hey, Are you busy?
you: no, y? u okay? :(((
leon: Not really. I watched someone jump off the building in front of me. 😭😭😭😭
you: oh-
you: leon the emojis-
leon: ? What . I'm crying
you: ...😬
hes such an idiot but i love him regardless omfg 😭😭😭😭😭
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bubbasbubblebutt · 1 year
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"She's just a little'un.....poor thing"
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marz-1pan · 5 months
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Man I just wanna smooch Zevlor
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Sorry I've been inactive for a bit, I haven't had the highest motivation to draw.
Anyways, take some Springtrap
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omitbs · 1 month
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idiots <3
(from selena’s story)
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luxthestrange · 1 year
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G.I Memes#1
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....Is this not what Draco Rockfloy is doin?
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caspers-multifandom · 17 days
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Just A Little Push
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|| Masterlist ||
Don't we just love an indecisive man. Welp, least he pretty.
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Soap had known Price for years, knew him to be strong headed and wise – always ready within a tactical situation. The man had saved his life on multiple occasions just by using his head and getting a plan into action. He had the upmost respect for him and would always look up to the older man.
But right now he had to take a photo of the silent stunned expression as he gawked at the poor woman who’s face was the shade of a beetroot. When he took the photo and sent it to Gaz and Ghost he could still see Price was frozen.
“Ya gonna scare the socks off her ya keep starin’ like tha’” He teased as he slid his phone back away.
Price blinked and seemed to click back into reality at that moment. He shook his head and cleared his throat as he took in his bearings and then turned to Soap.
“Go take the rubbish out, I don’t pay you to do nothing.” Price demanded as he put his own phone away finally and turned back to one of the coffee machines behind him.
Soap gaped like a fish above water as he tried to retort but gave up when Price didn’t acknowledge him and left to take out the rubbish in the back.
Price watched out of the corner of his eye to see Soap disappear and then let his shoulders sag. He rested his hands on the counter and hung his head with a deep exhale. He could feel the sweat building on his back, some on his forehead too. He took his cap off his head and wiped away at the layer building before replacing the cap and leaning against the counter again. Idiot. You see one woman and you’re a stinking mess, get a grip!
Price couldn’t help but let his eyes trail from the cups of coffee he was making throughout the rest of the afternoon. They would start on the task at hand, then he would be waiting for a machine to finish pouring the shot into the cup, then his eyes would raise above the machine and land right on the woman and her mother. She became much more relaxed as time ticked by, her mother made her laugh and her smile was radiant. The crinkle by her eyes, the rosey tint in her cheeks – hook, line and sinker.
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The night came, the cafe was closed, and Price was sat with his head in his hands as his friends snickered and teased him after Soap re-enacted his earlier embarrassment. They had all met at the local pub down the road from their cafe, it was a steady night and Price was only half thinking he should’ve declined Soap’s offer for a drink.
“You’ve hundred percent convinced the woman that you’re a creepy stalker.” Gaz chuckled and took a swig of his pint.
“Shut your trap.” Price grumbled into his own pint as the rest chuckled at him.
“Come on Price, least let us see her.” Soap begged.
“You’ve already seen her, you serve her.” Price raised an eyebrow at her.
“I’ve never seen her.” Gaz raised his hand in level with his face.
Price exhaled heavily through his nose and leant back on his stool. He pulled his phone out and slid it over to the boys like a pack of mutts and they were instantly looking through the profile of the woman he had matched with.
“Aurora Wells, damn she is a beauty.” Soap gawked at the phone.
“She’s a teacher at the primary school near the cafe. Seems Price has a teacher kink.” Gaz teases. Price glares at him over the rim of his glass.
“Good hips.” Ghost comments and then turns back to his own pint.
All three men look at him as he lifts his balaclava up to his nose and drinks his beer.
“Well, he ain’t wrong.” Soap shrugs and looks back at the phone.
Price thought he could poke his own eyes through his head with the way he drags his hands down his face. He should never have let these boys sign him up to this app.
“So are you going to say hello to her?” Gaz asked as he passed the phone back – much to Soap’s disappointment.
“Not with you muppets hounding me.” Price puts his phone away.
They continue their drinks through the next couple of hours, pushing onto ten o’clock before Price calls it a night. He had deliveries in the morning, and he didn’t need to hear any more of the lads questioning when he was going to give this match a go.
He left Gaz and Soap stumbling together back towards their flat with Ghost following behind them with his hands in his pockets. Price lived the opposite way so began his trek home on his own.
The phone in his pocket burning a hole in his leg.
The lunch rush was finally breaking down into the last few people that always ran late for everything. Price and Gaz were behind the counter, Soap running tables and Ghost was handling the food in the kitchen. Fridays were the busiest days in the week, followed closely by Mondays. With Ghost’s waffle special on Friday’s, it made the day even busier.
“So did you message her?” Gaz asks as he stands next to Price at the counter. Price was wiping down the coffee bean machine while Gaz was steaming some oat milk for an order for a middle-aged woman on the opposite side of the counter.
“What’re you sprouting about now?” Price sighs.
“You know exactly who I’m talking about.” Gaz chuckles to himself.
Price was already exhausted of this conversation.
“No.” He grumbles and finishes wiping the one spot of coffee that just refused to come out. Gaz tuts at him as he adds the milk into the ceramic mug and places it on the receiving counter for the lady waiting. Once she had walked away Gaz span onto Price and crossed his arms at the older man.
“What’s got you so worried about it? You’ll message her, maybe go out, maybe even have fun.” Gaz hinted. He then quickly dodged the cloth that Price threw over his shoulder at the young man.
“Butt out of, Kyle.” Price warned as he started to restock the coffee beans into the machine.
“Fine. I’m going out back for five.” Gaz shrugs then walks past Price to go through the kitchen.
Price was starting to become more irritated than interested because of all the nagging he was getting from his men. He had half a mind to delete the app from his phone and never give it another thought.
That was until he turned around to serve the new customer who just walked in and froze. Because standing on the opposite side of the counter was the schoolteacher that he matched with.
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swagginmun · 7 months
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3mutantsinatrenchcoat · 5 months
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BEHOLD!! PEEPAW three
Age mid 20s-30s
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aliennazero · 10 months
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Thinking about why Kishibe and Yoshida Hirofumi is likely to be blood related (father-son) and not just senior/junior because of these small interractions.
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I don't think Captain "I am the best devil hunterᕦ⁠(⁠ ⁠⊡⁠ ⁠益⁠ ⁠⊡⁠ ⁠)⁠ᕤ" Kishibe would let a random emokid1125 he met in a high-risk mission to basically call him an "old boomer" even as a joke.
I'm certain there's familiarity between them.
That's why Kishibe is sure about Yoshida's ability and competence when it comes to devil hunting, to have the potential to be better than him. Even though this comment also can be seen as chit-chat convos between them to make the situation more relaxed.
(Let's be real the entire casts have been through a lot in this arc in the span of like 4 hours—I also like the interpretation of this scene to be played as distraction for Yoshida because he need to kill a lot of "doll people" in the background to prevent more people turning into another dolls—IMO his character is actually kind of altruistic like Kishibe but it's a topic for another discussion).
That's why they talk more "casually" when there's only them two. They have so much trust in each other to talk about their distrust towards Makima and do commentary to the whole chaotic situations. Octopus Devil also seems okay with Kishibe and that's why it let him sit down on top of it just like Yoshida.
That kind of interractions doesn't make sense if it's truly the first time they met each other. Especially for the latter reasonings.
"They could just be senior/junior then. There's no need for them to be blood related. We had seen Kishibe put trust on his disciples like Himeno, Aki, even Denji and Power. So why it can't be the same case for Yoshida?"
Because Yoshida start his Devil Hunter carrier as private Devil Hunter, he join Public Safety later on after International Assassin Arc and before part 2. Meanwhile Kishibe is from Public Safety since the start, and one of his job is to train PS's new recruits.
Public Safety and Private DH is a different work environment. It makes no sense for Kishibe to spend time with this random private devil hunter if not because they're already related in some way.
++ Oh, another thing of why them being only senior/junior didn't make sense is because of this.
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They talked about school here, very family-type of chit-chat.
Later, Kishibe offers Yoshida a cigarette, then followed by forgetting about his school grade and his age (which sounded very absent father jokes btw, and to make it even better Yoshida didn't laugh at it but rather seems irritated to the point he directly called Kishibe an idiot [馬鹿 baka] LMAO).
If Kishibe and Yoshida really are just senior/junior, Yoshida won't call him by "anta" (which is a ruder version of "anata" that means you) but rather he would call him master like any other of Kishibe's students/subordinate. But nooo, he didn't hold back from showing his rudeness in front of Kishibe. He's such a little btch of a son lol, I love him.
TLDR; Kishibe and Yoshida are so deadbeat dad and his neglected emo son coded❤️ I guarantee you'll have easier times convincing other people about this than otherwise, tbh.
Anyway sorry for being insane again, I need to to let this out from my brain.
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breanna777 · 2 months
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Primo looks so spooky
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