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pigeonconcert · 1 year
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can’t believe Sally starlet invented ADHD I mean damn 
( HD footage of sally detonating like a bomb under the cut )
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thatsuccubabe · 5 months
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Daydreaming about kissing you and kissing you and kissing you and kissing you and ...
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romijuli · 1 year
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It’s not that I don’t LIKE the Fandom Popular Pairings, it’s that I find the assumption that everyone ships them and the general all-consuming nature of said pairings to be kinda exhausting,
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bookwyrminspiration · 7 months
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what is it about being referred to by your name when you don't necessarily need to use it that's so incredibly intimate and disorienting. names are literally for being referred to and yet
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ramdotexe · 7 months
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no caption we ball
[ID: Digital art of Dirk Gently and Todd Brotzman from DGHDA (TV 2016). Dirk is sitting in a chair, Todd leaning over him to kiss him on the mouth. He has his hands on Dirk's shoulders, and Dirk's own hands are raised slightly as if in surprise. /end ID]
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umblrspectrum · 7 months
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ive been drawing a couple things but they're all sekaiju or oc stuff so i don't think you guys would care about any of that
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ratsnu · 2 months
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Hamilton punched Jefferson within an hour of him stepping foot on The Liberty
unfortunately for him the guy he socked in the face is distractingly pretty
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mariimoes · 9 months
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Yea zoro are you catching feelings
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skoulsons · 1 year
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I love how, in both canons, “baby girl” is said within the embrace. After Joel’s arms have wrapped around her and she’s against his chest, nothing else in the world. When his right hand cradles her face and his left arm comes around her back as his face presses into her hair. When he grabs hold of her, her arms around his neck as he stands her up with him, smoothing her hair down as he does. He doesn’t just look at her and say it, she feels him say it. She is held by him when he does, feeling every ounce of sincerity, comfort, and love that the word holds, whether he realizes he’s said it or not. She doesn’t know if it belonged to Sarah or if Joel just came up with it on the fly. Hell, you could argue she didn’t even hear it through her sobs and trying to figure out everything that’s happened in the past ten minutes
But, she’s also never been someone’s “baby girl.” She’s never been taken care of, not to the extent Joel has done for her. FEDRA school, Marlene, Riley, even Tess or Henry. The last three may have been protective, whether it because Ellie was a job or they did care about her, it’s different with Joel because it is sincere. It’s profound and it’s fierce and it’s gentle and it’s comforting and it’s secure and it goes above and beyond anything else. Not only has she been protected by him at every turn, him killing and torturing men for her, but also in their gentle moments, this being one of them. She has someone who loves her so much to kill for her, and that same someone to hold her so close and so gently and to call her such a term of affection and endearment as “baby girl”
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idiot-mushroom · 9 months
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reading the rotten tomato reviews for mutant mayhem and learning all the bad reviews are talking abt how it not like the original and i’m just like-
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stitchedcosmos · 1 month
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Made a series of infographics to explain the Red Army side of the fandom to make it easy for new edd-heads to get involved :D
(The Red Army is referred to as "The RA" in the slides cuz character limit)
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beeh0rnz · 8 months
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The sillies 💌🐶
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emmyrosee · 2 years
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Kiyoomi thinks play fighting is childish.
Fairly standard things, he knows Meian and his partners do it, and he knows atsumu has a track record of losing to Hinata, Bokuto is notoriously playful after a big win, but it never appealed to Kiyoomi like it does them, and in turn, they know better than to test and try his patience.
Unfortunately, for Kiyoomi it seems you don’t get that same message.
It wasn’t his fault Meian needed him so suddenly, messing up the dates for their new sizing for the team jerseys, and he doesn’t want to leave and more than you don’t want him to, but Kiyoomi must oblige for his career’s sake, and for the love of the gods, where the hell did he put his keys-
“Oh, you haven’t left yet?” You hum brattily, and Kiyoomi feels the vein in his head throb.
“No,” he grumbles, a hand carding back his curls as he stands up straight. “Baby, you haven’t seen my keys have you? I could’ve sworn I’d left them-“
“Oh- you mean these keys?” There’s a jingle that prompts the end of your tease, and goosebumps of irritation rise from his skin.
“For fucks sake,” he groans, finally turning to face you. “I’ve been looking all over the place for them, why would you take them?”
“Because I don’t want you to leave,” you shrug, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Which it was, but he’s never going to let you know that.
“Give me my keys, I’m going to be-“
“No.”
His brows shot up in surprise, taken aback by your defiance for his demand. “What do you mean ‘no?’” He snips, taking a step towards you, and snarling when you take one back confidently. In reality, there’s a feeling brewing in his gut at your words, almost like an excitement and eagerness for a challenge. He doesn’t want you to see it though, he’s an adult and there’s no reason for such an emotional response to come from your audacity.
“I’m sorry, what letter is tripping you up?” You say, a mocking brow cocking upwards as you jingle his keys in your fingers. “N. O.”
Oh, you’re so in for it.
“Watch yourself,” he snarls, but the glimmer in his onyx eyes doesn’t go unnoticed by you, and it makes you lick your teeth in excitement. But there’s absolutely nothing, no warning, no thoughts that could prepare him for the low, snarky little words that fall from your lips next.
“Make me.”
“You little brat,” he growls, but he’s unable to fight the smirk on his lips as he drops his bag and absolutely sprints towards you, relishing in your screams as you try to run fast and far from him. He’s an athlete, surely you must’ve known he’d catch up to you, but even if you do, you cackle and shriek in surprise when long fingers grip the back of your shirt and positively yanks you back towards him, threads popping and your legs kicking wildly to escape. It’s unsuccessful, and he’s on full adrenaline and excitement when he pulls you up and over his shoulder, fists banging into his back.
“Since when are you so strong!” You whine around cackles.
“I can physically lift and move Bokuto, you think you’re a problem for me?” His answer comes quick and in-between pants, his cheeks hurt from the grin that splits his face, and even before you can beg and plead for giggly mercy, he hauls you into the bedroom.
He tosses you carelessly enough on the bed to have you scrambling to face him, your eyes glimmering from laughing so much. His heart squeezes, and if he weren’t on absolute adrenaline right now, he would’ve bent down and kissed the giggles out of your mouth.
But alas, he holds himself back and instead, when he lowers his hands to try and grab his keys, yours bat them away, the keys stabbing his knuckles one too many times for his liking.
“Oh you fucking-“ he growls as he flips you back onto your belly to face away from him again, and when you try to flip over with your free arm, he knocks the weight out from under you, pinning the arm without the keys behind your back, the arm with the keys flailing for freedom over the edge of the bed.
“Omi!” You whine around howls of laughter, your arm bent in an awkward angle, but you’re not fighting back as rough as he’d expect, and he takes it as a sign you’re still having fun. He snarls and moves your arm higher up your back to ease the tension, and you merely bury your face in the mattress as you cackle.
Then, a massive paw claps a playful smack on your ass, and he absolutely loves the sound of your shocked scream. “Kiyoomi!” You scold, head whipping around but the grin on your face still beaming wildly. You’re clearly surprised to see him in such a state, but he can tell just by the body language that you love it. “Don’t do that!”
He smirks, “you gonna give me my keys?”
“No! You promised me- OW!”
Another rough smack lands on your butt, and your legs kick out with a giggly “stop it!” to which he prompts another smack. Then, a squeeze to your hips to make you writhe and shriek at the ticklishness. And one final slap when he hears the clatter of his keys hitting the floor.
After deeming you punished enough, Kiyoomi releases you to curl up and giggle on yourself, his pulse beating wildly from the adrenaline and exhilaration pulsing through his blood stream. “Don’t test me again, brat.” He cards back his curls and makes his way over to the dropped keys, and he crouched down to pick them up, planting a kiss on your head as he stands back up. “I’ll be back in a few hours.”
“Who knew the impenetrable Sakusa Kiyoomi could be so playful?” You hum, smiling innocently up at him. He gives you a deadpanned stare and a flick to your head to make you whine.
“Come back to me, ‘kay?” You whisper, sitting up and pouting you lips out for another kiss. He rolls his eyes and complies, a large hand tenderly stroking your jawline, and lips whispering a soft “of course,” against yours.
“I’ll always come back to you… even if you are the bane of my existence.”
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@meloomi IM SO SORRY I HAD TO TAG YOU, IF I GO DOWN YOURE COMIN WITH ME-
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floccesytowne · 13 days
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aa ship requests from twitter
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julesdraws · 6 months
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wolfwrenweek-day2-intricate rituals
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shikariiin · 3 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR FRIEND! @theredengineapologist
You've been nothing but supportive over the little antics I had and you're a great person! DRAGON YEAR BITCHES RISE UP!!!!
I hope you have a GREAT birthday even though it's like the middle of the night for you BUT STIIIIL, you always served and ATE with your Art, I get giddy whenever chatting up with ya🩵🩵🩵🎉🎉🎉🎉
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