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visionsofmagic · 7 months

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⭑syzoth [reptile] icons ⭑ — mortal kombat 1.

#🍦 video games icons #💟 made by me!#reptile #syzoth #mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #mk1 icons #icons #green #reptile icons #syzoth icons #<3 #pls rb or like if you use! thank u! ^^#HAVE FUN WHILE USING!#he's my favorite from mk1 so I made these beautiful icons so that I can see him more in my own blog too ^^#video games icons #edits

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stevenyeunloverfr · 10 months

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SHOULD’VE NEVER LET YOU GO

Warnings: Character death, Strangling, Attempted murder, Slight smut, Making out, AU.

Summary: You and Daryl are divorced with a daughter named Raven. Daryl has been hooking up with Leah, until she attacks you and Daryl tells you the truth.

Era: After Betas death / end of S10.

You woke up to horrifying screams coming from your daughter. You practically flipped out of bed running across the hall to your daughters room. She was wailing , almost sounding like she was in pain. You virtually knocked her door down. Come to find out she dropped her blanket. “Goodness Gracious Ray, you can’t do that.” You said breathing heavily, your heart still pumping in your chest. You grabbed her blanket and tucked her in again. You got back in bed and went to sleep.

You woke up to three almost identical knocks on your front door. You knew it was Daryl. He usually came around to say good morning to Raven. Most of the time he even stayed on the couch with her overnight. You missed him so much. His warmth and comfort every night. His strong arms pulling you in and his heavenly lips against yours. “Y/n” He discreetly yells with a scratchy, growly voice you couldn’t get enough of. You realized you had been zoned out. “Coming!” You murmured. You set Raven’s sippy cup down on the counter. You picked her up and held her on the sides of your hips. You opened the door and gave him a weak smile. “Hey.” He said in a low growl. You stared into each others eyes for a moment. “Hey. I’m guessing your here for Raven?” You said snapping out of your trance. “Nah, am actually here ta’ see ya” Me? You thought to yourself. “We’ll here I am.” “Jus’ wanted ta’ see yar face.” You turned bright pink. “Yeah?” “Ya, we’ll I oughta go.” He said leaning in to kiss Raven’s forehead. “Hey, wait.” You said, he turned around to face you. “I’m going out on a run today. You mind watching her?” “F’course not.” You smiled briefly at him, handing Raven to him. “Appreciate it.” You said sending him another weak smile. Daryl left with Raven while you went to grab your bag and shotgun.

You were at the closest convenience store to Alexandria. You had managed to grab a couple things. Before your eyes, it was already dusk. You decided to just find shelter before the walkers start swarming. You managed to find an abandoned cabin. Not knowing you were basically on the Reapers property. You fell asleep, your head leaning on your bag. You woke up to somebody on top of you. A familiar face with blonde hair that was graying. It was Leah, Daryl had been recently hooking up with her. You tried to grab the knife from sheath, but she slapped your hand away. “He’s mine.” She said in a furious voice. “I’m not with him an- ymore” You said struggling to breath due to her hands wrapped around your neck surely leaving marks later. She let out a soft chuckle. She starts punching you repeatedly in the face. You finally get a chance to flip her over and force her down, but she caught you off guard, you still practically half asleep. She took her knife and cut little scars into your face, purposely terrorizing you. She kept hitting you with all her strength until you were about to pass out. You heard loud footsteps coming from the cabin entrance, then an arrow went through her skull, she dropped on top of you making it even harder for you to breathe. You recognized the footsteps and the arrows. You were pretty sure they were Daryl’s but you just had the shit kicked out of you. You really weren’t sure. “Daryl?” You asked settling the question of if it really was him. “R’ya ok?!” He yelled pushing Leah off of you, not even caring that it was her. “Does it look like it?” You joked. He scoffed. You woke up in your bed. Daryl was asleep on the floor leaning against the wall with Raven in his arms next to your bed. “Daryl!” You whisper yelled. He jumped. “Yar awake.” “Why are you on the floor?” You asked. “Didn’t want to make ya uncomfortable.” He said. “Seriously? We’ve fucked at least 30 times and we have a kid together, your worried about me being ‘uncomfortable’” You mocked him. “We’ll shit woman, sorry if I’m tryna be considerate.” He argued. “Get up here.” You said. He stood up with the baby. “Without the baby.” He went over to her room and put her in her crib and shut the door. He climbed into bed next to you staring at the ceiling. You were cleaned up , and in new clothes. “Did you do this?” “Nah, dog did.” He teased. “Yar eyes lookin better.” He said. “What you did… yknow who that was right?” You asked. “Tha hell kinda question is that, f’course I knew.” He said. “But you loved her.” “Nah, she was just a distraction.” You turned your head to him confused. “Aight maybe I liked her a little. But that was before she almost killed my wife.” Your eyes widened, he called you his wife. “Ex, ex wife sorry.” You smiled. “No, wife is better.” He looked at you and you stared into each others eyes for a couple of moments, the sexual tension creating a heat in your pants. “I’d kill anyone for ya. I don’t give a fuck who they are. They ain’t ya. Shit I fucked up Y/n, I love you. Should’ve never let ya go.” The tension broke when you crashed your lips into his. Your lips surrounding his, he bit your top lip causing you to whimper. “Fuckin missed those sounds.” He said. You straddled him, his hands on your hips. He grabbed your neck causing you to wince from the pain of when Leah strangled you. “Maybe we shouldn’t do this.” He said. You nodded and layed on his chest. “So what are we.” I asked. “What we’ve always been. Husband and wife. He said.

a/n : i honestly don’t like this but it took to long not to post, im not the best at writing but this came to mind and it was to good to not write. any tips for better writing??

#twd daryl #daryl dixion x reader #daryl imagines #daryl dixon imagine #daryl dixon x you #daryl x y/n #the walking dead daryl #daryl fanfiction #daryl dixon smut #viral #pls follow me #like pls #pls reblog #pls rb <3 #pls rb if u can #foryou

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xiaojuun · 2 years

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📥 send me a kpop group & i'll answer:

✦ my first bias ✦ my current bias(es) ✦ my album and/or era ranking (or favorite of each) ✦ how i got into them ✦ which member would be my best friend ✦ something i associate with them (or with a bias/any member)

#hiii i'm back w another game that's sort of like other games but is also a new game <3 #as always pls rb and have fun ! i'll send back 😙#all i ask is that u pleeeease just take a look at my carrd before u send a group if u don't know if i stan #alright sleepover sundaaaaay maybe ajdkbgjdshbg #eri.dashgames!

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sentientsky · 4 months

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hi!! this is a silly little Christmas ficlet i promised to @tangerine-ginger a while ago (and by "silly", i mean very very angsty! hahaha. i am incapable of writing fluff, it seems). sorry it took so long, btw; i got distracted, but i managed to throw it together tonight! :-)

The view from Heaven isn’t so bad, if you know where to look. The globe that sits in the foyer is nice enough. But if you, like Aziraphale, happen to be the Supreme Archangel of Heaven…well then, that comes with a couple of choice benefits. One of these benefits happens to be the ability to open a window’s view into various corners of the universe—to tear a hole through the side of the silver sheet between worlds and peer through, like a bird skimming the length of a wave with its wings. In this story, however, there is no wave; no ocean or seagull feather kissing the bright edge of seafoam. No, in this story, there’s just an angel and a demon, both holding bloodied wounds, pretending the ichor isn’t soaking their clothes silver-gold with the shape of want. That their hands aren’t shaking. That the ground has felt entirely solid since that moment on the street with the lift and the car and the wall he built between them.

Aziraphale leans forward. The gap between realms opens into the unsteady kaleidoscopic sway of downtown Soho. He adjusts the corner of his collar. He watches, and he aches. —

In the bustle and sway of Soho’s beating heart, Crowley finds himself unsteady under the heat of iridescent lights. Each Christmas, the West End of London had opted for large, glittering installations—models of whales and fish and seahorses, all lit up from within like glowworms trapped in jars. Even now, a jellyfish sways, soft pink and faintly clinking in the night, like a vaguely sentient thing. It’s surreal, really, the buzz of lights and the onslaught of holiday shoppers making it feel nearly claustrophobic. Crowley shivers and adjusts the cuffs of his blazer. His coat does little to keep the cold out, his corporation all raw nerve endings and shuddering, bleeding heart. Throughout the past however many millennia, this time of year had been all soft whispers and apple cider clutched between hands; all hot breath blooming into clouds in the December chill—the indirect touch of their mingled speech; all heavenly shoulders brushing hellish ones as they teetered through cobblestoned streets, both sloshed halfway to purgatory. The lights had always felt warm and the ground had felt so solid you could never hope to fall through it. In the present moment, a child runs past, a laugh blooming in the air around them. Almost without thinking about it, the demon blesses them. The miracle, tiny as it is, blossoms into being on a metaphysical plane only he can see, and follows the child like a benevolent will-o’-the-wisp. Hell wouldn’t even notice. Heaven—the Supreme Arch-fucking-angel himself—wouldn’t notice. But he does. Aziraphale does, and he watches with breath caught and thrashing in his throat. Something deep in his chest is burning, a spitfire of grief and absence and loss. Heaven is terribly cold. And Soho, despite its billowing flashes of light and sounds of laughter, is much the same. And with so much space between them, the night has never felt so lonely.

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tagomago · 2 years

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hello friends what’s your favourite band and what’s their worst album

#this IS rb bait pls do it i'm curious 😁#if no one does this i'll delete it and u have 2 pretend u didnt see btw #mine is radiohead LOL and im sorry i do think it's pablo honey i know everyone says it but i just dont like it much </3 #or at least as much as the others.

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booksandpaperss · 1 year

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A Look Inside Max Mayfield’s “last word” letters to the party: El

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Hey El,

Gosh, it’s been so long since I’ve written those two words. Too long, really.

How are you? Are you.. are you doing okay? I know that’s a silly question considering the shitty circumstances of this letter but I hope you are, you deserve every good thing that happens to you. Even if that was me… leaving. Or, pulling away, I guess.

This vecna asshole better leave you alone. Tell him he better not mess with you. It doesn’t matter that I probably won’t be here soon, he better leave you alone. I’ll make sure he does. Somehow.

Shit, I’m so fucking sorry for not writing to you. I miss you so much, you have no idea. And now you’re not even going to see this until after… well. I’m not stupid, I know you miss me too, or… at least that you care, even though I tried to convince myself you didn’t. I got your letters, I read all of them. You’re too good for me El, way more than you even know. I know we technically haven’t known each other for that long but, you’re the best friend I’ve ever had. I feel like I’ve known you my whole life. I really wish I did, honestly. My life is better with you in it… it still is.

Lucas and Dustin and Steve, they’re all set on saving me, but this vecna guy… he’s really strong. He’s like you, with powers, but like, way less awesome of a person. I don’t think I’m going to make it. Is it selfish of me to wish you weren’t in California? Just so I could see you before I.. go? I’m glad you’re safe though. I just miss you, is all.

I have a bit of a confession. Multiple confessions, technically. And since this is like… my dramatic last words or whatever I should probably tell you. You’re my best friend, so if anyone should know, it’s you.

I’ve never really felt totally in with the party, you know? It was nothing they did, they’re great, really, even Mike. Don’t tell him I said this but I kinda get why you like him, under all his shit, sometimes he’s kinda sweet. Seriously please don’t tell him I said that, if I actually manage to live he’d never let me hear the end of it. Not that… well if you’re reading this that means I wouldn’t really, well. Be here.

Anyway, I got off topic, it’s so easy to do with you though and I wish we could talk more, and I miss you so much and I but anyway my point was, Mike and Lucas and Dustin and Will, they’ve all known each other for so long. They’re all so close and I’m just… I’m just here yknow? I’m just me.

But then I met you. Like, really met you. And I don’t mean when I just vaguely heard about you from Lucas and Dustin who talked about you like you were some otherworldly mystical sorcerer, and then saw you once right before you had to go off again to close a massive supernatural gate. I mean when I met you. And really… you were “just you” too. Just like me.

And El, you is so much. I don’t mean your powers, I just mean you, who you are. You got me, in a way no one else has, not even Lucas sometimes and that’s what and you didnt even have to say it, you just understood. We’re both outsiders, even with the party sometimes, but… never with each other.

El, you’re so fucking special to me. I hope you know that. Please know that. You’re more than your powers, than what you can do for other people, you’re just… so amazing, and supportive, and kind, and beautiful just as you.

Although, I guess if you’re reading this that means I’m not here so… you deserve to know. I think you’re beautiful, El. This is going to sound so cheesy but I really think you’re so beautiful, inside and out. Even when I’m not here, you can’t let anyone make you think otherwise okay? I know you won’t, you’re strong, without anyone else.

I wish I could say more but if I let this keep going I’ll be here all day, and I won’t get to our other friends letters, and then of course Mike would whine to you and Will about it, so I gotta save you guys from that. You’re just… I feel safe with you. Talking with you. Even if you’re not really here.

I’m sorry El. I’m so, so sorry. I’ll try to fight him okay? I wouldn’t forgive myself if I didn’t, because you don’t deserve this shitty letter as my last words to you. You don’t deserve any of this. Or me. I’m sorry.

Love,

Max

#no one:#me: writes the most ambiguous elmax letter ever #ngl guys the end made me tear up just a lil #enjoy! more letters for the other members coming soon but I rlly wanted to do El’s first #if u liked this pls rb it! it would mean a lot <3 #and id love to hear yalls thoughts too #anyway #max mayfield #elmax #el hopper #bi max mayfield #(it’s hinted at)#max mayfield analysis #character study #st ficlet #stranger things 4 #elli’s writing #a look inside Max Mayfield's letters: elli's version

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waloeders · 7 months

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next person who says somethin dumb abt astarion ascension is gonna get the blue screen of death

#jupiter.speaks #bg3 spoilers #❤️.astarion #kermit don't look #> yes it is the quote unquote evil ending its his bad ending bc its not him healing !!! he isnt healing from his trauma by ascending!!!#> frustrates me to no end like. 'oh so him never bein in the sun + alone forever is better' no him not repeatin the cycle of abuse is #> jimminy chrimis the media comprehension....... pls #> im not even lettin rbs on fuck that can o worms #> anyway! hope yalls days r going well n u havent experienced blue screen today <3

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knittedbond · 1 year

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hello! i've joined in the masses in making a substack. give my first post a read, if you're interested!

it's a lil brief about the need to make art. posts like this may be semi-regular, they may not. won't hold myself to anything. anyways if you like my posts you might like this!! k thnx byeeee

#semicolon #covering the meteor with aluminum #tumblr is my only public social media so if u like pls rb <3

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sprigatito · 1 year

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♡ cogimyun ! ♡

#mine #upload #cogimyun #sanrio #plush #transparent #png #feel free to use but pls like/rb if u do!!! i love making pngs of plushies hehe <3 #♡

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campirebites · 2 years

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my tummy is lichrally so cute and soft and pretty and nobody is here giving me kissies and tellin me what a good baby I am ?? the audacity.

#I am nb (they/them) 💕 t4t people can (they/he) today 🥰#ok to like/rb 🥰#camshowsoff #as usual .. mutuals pls be gross I live for it 🥰❤️#I felt super cute earlier #took a bunch of videos I’m working on setting up a fansly #gonna upload a 3 minute video of me humping my stuffie soon 🙈#fansly @ is campirebites if u wanna follow 🥰❤️#I’m also gonna upload a video that’s just me dancin around :3 #also a bunch of ass shaking <3 #some of it I will gif but they will not compare to the videos #anyway pls give me attention mutuals pls threaten and kidnap me 🥰

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neptunite-stars · 2 months

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wheres that post with that one problem about people not rbing enst art posts

#BECAUSE ITS HAPPENIGN TO ME CMON I POST LIKE BARELY ANYTHING IF AT ALL I DONT HAVE TIME TO CREATE ALL DAY LIKE I DID LAST YEAR </3 #rambles #ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh pleaseeeee i love ur likes but PLS PLS PLS i want some TAGS i want some REBLOGS #snail this doenst apply to you i love oyu <3 (except tubmlr is being stupid and isnt showing me that rb in my notifs . tumblr why must u do #this to meeeeeee.........................

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woosansang · 2 years

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so like if i had a cool gifmaking countdown idea for ateez’s fourth birthday in a few weeks, would anyone be interested in joining me? 👀

the idea would be to post one set per day leading up to october 24th. i was thinking of posting the sets in reverse age order, so starting from jongho as d-8 on sunday the 16th and then counting down until 221024 with a special set for their actual anniversary <3

it’d be super cool if any other ccs wanted to do this with me! :D

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kestralpaw · 1 year

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[Image ID: a digital drawing of real world Basil from Omori. He is looking forwards at the camera with his eyes closed and his mouth in an open smile. He is holding a bouquet of mostly pink flowers with both hands. Around him are polaroid photos, all of which replicate the current scene, but are drawn with the headspace color palette. End ID.]

some old-ish basil art for the soul

close-ups under the cut