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landothemuppet · 2 years
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May I please have a ship?
My gender is female and my pronouns are she/her. I have brown hair that reaches a little below the shoulders. I have clear glasses and freckles that go across the nose. I have green - blue eyes. I get tan in the summer and almost always have rings on my fingers. I’m 5’6 and kinda a thin weight but not really a petite person. My sexuality is straight.
My style is casual and if I don’t have to go anywhere sometimes I’ll just stay in my pjs lol. I’ll get dressed up in important events. Most of the time I’m pretty shy and stay in. I don’t like going out by myself and enjoy a comedy or romantic movie or book. 
I’m pretty shy but can open up if I know someone for a long time. I focus a lot on my grades and try and make everyone happy. I enjoy times with friends. I need lots of reassurance because I have anxiety and low self of stem. I love imagining the future of a house in the country. I want a garden and animals (also a husband if I find someone). I love having sweets out for people to take if they come over. I try to give out the welcome vibe. I try and make people laugh but I hate if my humor makes people feel bad or if there is a misunderstanding. With certain people I change my personality a little bit.
I’m very competitive and hate when people are cocky. I hate getting in trouble and hate the idea of dying alone or not being loved. I constantly think about never being anyones favorite. I hate random loud noises that make me flinch. For some reason I also hate root beer the drink.
Thank you so much for reading through this <33 have a wonderful day.
lovie, you're the perfect girl for peter parker (mcu). You seem so benevolent. I could perfectly see you with peter, both in your pyjamas talking about the future. I don't know you could really talk an hour about the fact peter would want a golden retriever but you want a dalmatian (i don't know why but i see you with dalmatian). I could see you "fighting" over a game because you are both competitive. And you could comfort each other each time you two need reassurance, calming your anxiety together. You would be so mad at peter when he's into trouble with his Spiderman duties but you love him so much and want to protect him.
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kankuroplease · 3 months
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Bad bug jokes with Shino and friends 🪲
Also featuring Boro’s girl, Reina~
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tenmissedcalls · 11 months
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What a Shame
So you’re just friends. Only friends. And you’ve spent months convincing yourself you’re okay with that. (min ho x reader)
wc: 1.4k~
an: so i really didn’t think i would get this invested in this show... but here we are. this is a warmup for a longer fic i might end up posting. enjoy!
You’re starting to regret agreeing to come to this party.
The music is loud, bass pumping in your veins while you down your third mocktail of the evening. You’ve been camped out by the bar this entire evening, and you’re pretty sure the bartender is starting to feel bad for you. But Kitty and Q are nowhere to be seen, and your nerves get the better of you every time you consider joining the crowds on the dance floor.  
It doesn’t help that you’re increasingly insecure about getting all dressed up just to sit in the corner all night. Q had absolutely gushed over your outfit when you arrived, but suddenly it feels tight in all the wrong places and it hadn’t even been worth it, not when the guy you’d been hoping to notice you has barely looked your way all evening. 
But he certainly noticed Kitty, you think, trying to quell the bitter feelings roiling in your stomach. Not that you blame him. She looks incredible, really, and you’re more than happy for her that she’s starting to move on. You’ve never thought of yourself as the jealous type. It just has your mind turning over itself anxiously and you wave down the bartender for another mocktail to bury your feelings in.
This really isn’t your scene. You’re starting to consider taking the walk back to your dorm, given your curfew has already come and gone. You’re sure your friends wouldn’t mind, wherever they are. So you slide off the bar stool, legs stiff from sitting still for so long, when suddenly a hand grabs yours and you’re pulled face-to-face with a clearly intoxicated Kitty.
“How many drinks have you had?” you ask her, voice raised over the noise. Your mouth pulls itself into a frown when you smell the alcohol on your breath, and you do your best to steer her over to a chair. 
“Only… thirteen?” she begins, and the evident panic on your face has her own eyes widening. “No! Thirteen sips, not drinks. Thirteen sips,” she clarifies, and you heave a sigh in relief. You’re not even sure where she’s getting the alcohol from, but you’re sure more than enough students have smuggled in flasks of vodka.
“Are you having fun?” she shouts, louder than she has to, and now your expression is turning back into a frown. It’s not that you’re not trying - you’ve been to more than a few parties, and they’re usually enjoyable enough. But tonight is different, for reasons you can’t really put a finger on. 
Kitty notices immediately, even though she’s clearly verging on more than tipsy at this point. Her eyes narrow, and you try to backtrack as quickly as you can by forcing a smile onto your face.
“No! Yes. Yes, I’m having fun,” you blurt out, even though you’re starting to get a headache and the lights on the dance floor suddenly seem far too bright. 
Kitty shakes her head. “Don’t lie to me,” she pouts, and you suppress your laughter. “I know how to make you feel better- go find Min Ho,” she says, oblivious to the effect his name has on you.
Suddenly, you’re frozen. Right - he’s the reason you even came to this party in the first place (not that you want to admit it). It’s a strange dichotomy, the way he has you on edge and yet you’ve never felt more at ease than when you’re with him. And almost like it’s fate, you look up and there he is in the crowds.
He looks… good. Far too good. It’s unfair, really, the way he seems to glow in the lights. It’s effortless for him, the way his confidence spills over itself on the dance floor. You think you could lose yourself forever in the cut of his jawline and the spread of his shoulders. You don’t even like the color of the suit he’s wearing and yet he’s pulling it off in a way that makes you weak in the knees. You find yourself wishing for some of the alcohol that Kitty’s been drinking, because your nerves have your stomach twisting itself into knots.
“What do you mean?” you ask Kitty, voice wavering. She rolls her eyes like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. Maybe it is - you feel like you’ve never been vulnerable than when you look at him.
“You like him, don’t you? Go dance with him,” she says like she’s stating something as undeniable as the fact that the sky is blue. You stare at her, bewildered, for long enough that she physically grabs you and pushes you gently toward the dance floor. You don’t even dance, you think distantly to yourself. 
You forget that Kitty has this innate ability to pick up on people’s feelings - not that you’re willing to believe have any for him. Yes, he’s so pretty it makes your chest hurt. Yes, you’ve found yourself laughing at his stupid jokes in chemistry class more than you’d like to admit. Yes, you think that underneath his layers and layers of charm and charisma and defensiveness, he’s sweet and funny and smarter than he gives himself credit for. Yes, maybe you’d like to think that between the lingering glances and the lingering touches and the way he smiles at you, he’s caught feelings too. But you also know he’s not the type for commitment, and you’ve entrenched yourself firmly in the friend zone before he can hurt you. You can’t help but compare yourself to all the others falling over themselves for his attention, either.
So you’re just friends. Only friends. And you’ve spent months convincing yourself you’re okay with that.
And then you’re there, pulled into the mass of people dancing. Whatever song is playing is the kind that’ll be stuck in your head for the next week, and when you suck in a breath it tastes like teenage mistakes and rose-tinted memories. It’s almost overwhelming, and you lose sight of him immediately, until-
“You’re here!” 
His hand is on your elbow as he pulls you through the crowd, and the physical contact feels like pure electricity running through your nerves. His mouth curls into a smile at the sight of you, and it’s like it’s just the two of you on the dance floor all of the sudden. You don’t know whether you love or hate the fact that he has this effect on you.
“I couldn’t miss the best party of the year, could I?” you tell him, tilting your head up to look at him. 
Oh.
It’s like he’s drinking in the sight of you, eyes dragging up and down your face and lingering far too long on your lips. You wonder how embarrassing it would be if your legs gave out right now. 
“You… haven’t had anything to drink, have you?” you ask, voice strained, even though you know he would never, especially at his own party. He laughs.
“Of course not. Why do you ask?” he replies, leaning down ever so slightly, and the sudden eye contact has you flustered beyond belief. “What’s got you so shy all of a sudden? Is it me? I have that effect on people.”
“No! Of course not-” you sputter, although you’re sure he can see right through you. Normally you’d laugh his cockiness off, but something about being in such close proximity to him has your thoughts scrambled. Your mind races to think of an excuse for your jitteriness. “I just - we’re trying to help Kitty have her first kiss, and -”
You slap a hand over your mouth. Bad excuse, you chide yourself mentally. You’re sure Min Ho doesn’t want to hear about it, especially since he’s firmly siding with Dae over the whole issue, and something about the phrase first kiss has you feeling almost nauseous. 
“Oh, a first kiss. You too?” Min Ho asks teasingly.
“No, I’m just…” you trail off. The truth is you don’t really know why you’re here, when you really think about it. Yes, Kitty had convinced you to come by mentioning that the party was being thrown by Min Ho. But now that you’re here, you’re more than painfully aware of your feelings for him, and you’re at a loss as to how to deal with them. And now you’re thinking about it - kissing him.
You turn your head back towards him, eyes sticking to the dip of his throat disappearing into his collar. 
“What a shame,” he whispers, hand still lingering on your arm and you swear you see stars when he leans in closer. Your hand instinctively reaches up to hold onto his shoulder to steady yourself.
“Come find me if you change your mind.”
And then he’s slipping back into the party with a wink, leaving you completely and utterly breathless.
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junipers-insects · 16 days
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SPEAKING OF CROSS AND DREAM
Cross would hate his uniform thingy except for the fact that it makes him look cool and dream would tell him it makes him look cool so he would keep wearing it for dream because he's GAY
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I saw this ask right before going to bed and I immediately wanted to draw it, but then in the morning I realised my hands refused to cooperate so this was the result
If I had to draw Cross' uniform more than once I'd have to jump off a building
(the badly cropped drawings of Cross by @/Jakei95)
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tiastoleyourtoast · 6 months
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i keep forgetting that i have to post actual things here too
anyway here you go nightshade
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they definitely just would stare at eachother in complete silence and thats how they give eachother affection
also bonus cuz im CRAZYY im INSANEEE
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dont you dare go 'crazy? i was crazy once they locked me in a room a rubber room a rubber room full of rats and rats make me crazy'
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eeveekitti · 6 days
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uhhh ihh uhh idk if ur still doing doodles but cherrypie would be cool uea hope ur doin well mutual
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heres ur cherrypie mutual
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serotinals · 5 months
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A Long Winter | The Thirteen Letters | Not Easily Conquered
ao3: dropdeaddreams, WhatAreFears
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bowandbrush · 1 month
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youtube
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leopardmuffinxo · 7 months
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i thought i had escaped the post that tried to take a statement on discord out of context, about durge and astarion being a 'canon ship' or w/e, but alas it showed up on my dash. i don't have the energy to go through this kind of bs w/ bg3.
THERE. ARE. NO. CANON. SHIPS. IN. BG3.
i don't care how much more dialogue a character has w/ another character. i don't care what you think is implied though a vague statement made by a writer or VA. shit like that is what caused a lot of people in the DA fandom to get harassed by so many braindead people in the fandom because their ships were "not canon". the fact that it was also added in because of crunch is a huge disappointment. it's allowed to be your canon but it doesn't make it canon for the game in general.
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faeofdusk · 8 months
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MLM ships are like "we used to be so close, but we once got angry and said really mean things to each other, and our relationship still carries a lot of tension from that ):" while WLW ships are like "Yeah, she killed my father in front of everyone, but she also feels bad about it so I think it's time we move on from that (:"
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landothemuppet · 2 years
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Can i have a ship for the event plz
Gender: cis female
Pronouns: she her
Sexuality: heterosexual ally
Appearance: 5’2 african American black curly/wavy hair blackish brown eyes hourglass form
Personality: kind smart funny motherly responsible empathetic anxious emotional moody perfectionist helpful people pleaser caring compassionate protective polite respectful obedient indecisive shy introvert nerdy insecure low self esteem nervous fearful curious
Likes: animals books reading writing fantasy magic sci fi anime cartoons music video games friends alone time bread sweets personality quizzes learning
Dislikes: spiders loud sounds people who harm others people i care about not taking care of themselves my siblings not listening to me weird holes and patterns math and tests
Extra: i pace a lot i sing when im alone im a picky eater and sometimes i feel im actually a terrible person
Thank you
okay, don't be mad at me. But your motherly responsible, helpful people side really makes me think of JJ from Outerbanks. I think you first would be friends with Pope, because you're smart and the fantasy magic sci-fi, quizzes learning could really fit with your friendship. And JJ could maybe sometimes makes fun of you. But then he would discover your so caring, empathic side. And i'm sure, i don't know why, you would scream both so loud every time you see a spider... hugging each other into your fear. You could be such a cute and comedic duo
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idiot-mushroom · 11 months
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BREAKS DOWN UR DOOR. HIIII<3<3
FR THHE REQUESTS,,,, TIMATELLO MAYHAPS 👉👈
-battiegutz
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here u go, timmatello
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booksandpaperss · 4 months
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an extremely self indulgent poll bc i can
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frozenhi-chews · 5 months
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Commission from @bunbunsheart !!! I'm still going nuts over this, thank you so much!!
Lil chibi of Pancake and Arthur!!
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Other versions!!
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Tagging: @wisp-herr @jils-things @cherubdulce @speedstershipping @impurra @bioexorcizm @jocelynships @gible-love-nibles @gideongrovel
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lost-my-dragon · 24 days
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Happy birthday gravity‼️
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unfortunately I wasn’t able to finish this all today but still hope you like it!!
We’re all glad you were born today lol
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itty-bitty-sunshine · 7 months
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"...Well, I'd rather you not having to handle something like that again. Tell me if I'm speaking out of turn, some people don't like when I do that, but you shouldn't need to be used to be hurt. My shop is just up the street though," they mumble.
'So I'm never too far to help you out,' they held back on saying, but hoped it was implied enough. They wish they could do more than just fix damage that was already made.
In which the local mechanic fixes a librarian bot with a worrying wound in the torso, and said bot wonders why a human would even care in the first place.
Au: Starbench Mafia
Soda (animatronic oc): @clovergreensocks
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