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skz-streamer · 8 months
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HOLD UPPP FELIX DYED HIR HAIR BLONDE AGAIN💀💀💀 OOO I JUST KNOW THAT SHIT CRISPYYY
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tsty-brry · 4 months
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Cang Qiong's No. 1 Scheming Worsties <3
Bonus:
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httpiastri · 5 months
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i suddenly forgot how to breathe
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m1raka · 25 days
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the rockers make me gay
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frnkiebby · 6 days
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have some late night frimages.~🎃
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hiphopcherrrypop · 3 months
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my little siguma squad
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cheesethunderstormz · 24 days
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hi gorgeous
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luvbug724 · 4 months
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jerejean warriors i respect and i love you i truly do but how did that pairing even get so big while jeanee has 45 fics total. again i truly love and respect u however i wish i could take some of the jerejean fame and transmute it to jeanee.... i want what u have
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choiliner · 10 months
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Show you can #DoItLikeThat with a friend 🐰🧸
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anne shirley and gilbert blyth are the greatest enemies to academic rivals to hesitant allies to friends to acquaintances to lovers story to ever grace literature.
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apricote · 9 months
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adelia had a little helper at the bakery today!
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resolvebound · 23 hours
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Send ⭐ for a sample of a new muse I am thinking of writing // accepting
With a sigh and a shake of his head, Dorian watched the customer leave his shop. Kids these days, he thought, they didn’t appreciate quality workmanship the way they used to. ‘Kid’ was probably not quite the right descriptor for the young man that had come and gone, as he was perhaps in his twenties, but still…that would put him at least half Dorian’s own age. It occurred to him then that he was getting old, almost reminding himself of his father with the weary thoughts of youth. The idea of having any sort of similarity to his father would have stirred up disgust in the past, yet now there was almost a touch of fondness (though a slight, reflexive scrunch of his face could not be denied).
As he picked up the magic imbued knife from the countertop, he held it up to catch the light. In the reflection of the blade, his own eyes stared intently back at him, the rich, chocolate shade of which he inherited from his mother, while the ever-present seriousness echoed of his father. He tilted the knife slightly, the adjusted view now showing the lower half of his face and the heavy stubble of dark brown that shaped it.
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Eyes ever discerning, he spotted a smudge along the blade from where the kid had touched. Frowning, he pulled out a cloth from beneath the counter, carefully wiping the knife clean. Polished once again, the weapon gleamed from the tip down to the intricate detailing on the hilt that surrounded the Lacrima fused within it. When he thought about it, he supposed the knife, along with everything else in the shop, represented every interest he had that his father had struggled to understand. Craftmanship, art, creation, magic.
Dorian moved around the counter to return the item to its proper place, setting it gently on its stand. He turned, eyes surveying the rest of his wares to ensure everything was where it should be. Swords, knives, bows, arrows, armour – they made up the bulk of the humble store, all crafted with great care and typically infused with magic. Fusion was his speciality after all, and his curse. The joining of different elements, materials, or items to create something new.
His gaze shifted over the various magical objects he’d made, settling on the display of enhanced prosthetic limbs. They had been, and continued to be, the most difficult and rewarding work, and happened to be what had finally garnered the respect of his father, as one such magical limb had allowed the man to continue his work after that dark time.
He wondered if he should call in on his parents next time he headed out. A search for resources, or a job request via his guild, either could bring him back to his old hometown. Funny, even after all these years and everything they had been through, he still felt as if he needed an excuse to visit. Nevertheless, now that he thought about it, it had been a while since he’d taken up a request. Master Goldmine never seemed to mind the time that passed between his visits to the guild, knowing both his personality and his...circumstances.
It would be…good to visit. Yes, the timing was right too, the next full moon was still a couple of weeks away.
Plans of travel began to form in his mind, lists of what he might need to take with him, or pick up along the way. However, his thoughts on the matter soon halted as the bell above the front door jingled, heralding someone’s entrance. A quick look at the newcomer found his eyes drawn to the guild mark visible upon them, the shape of which stirred certain mixed emotions. Even without the guild’s fame (or infamy, according to some), the Fairy Tail insignia was all too familiar to him.
It wasn’t easy to forget his first guild, after all.
He frowned, rubbing a hand first along his shoulder where old scars seemed to ache, then through the thickness of his hair (which he had forgotten he’d cut short again, but knew it wouldn’t be long before the loose waves once again reached his shoulders). Smiling was not a common expression of his, and was not something he faked, not even for the sake of serving a customer, so he merely greeted his visitor with a respectful nod (if they looked, they might see a degree of warmth in his eyes, however).
“Welcome,” he said, voice low, almost as if it wasn’t used to being used, “Can I help you?”
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hopkei · 7 months
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🌼10/3/23🌼
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kopibihun · 1 year
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Could you draw Raph stimming? (Congrats on the 600 followers by the way)
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He doesn't figure it out until he's picking bits out for the next week
(not me projecting my stims onto him)
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nerosdayinanime · 6 months
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thinking abt sabito lives design again & i started putting him in situations and reminded myself of my hc that he does origami in his off time
my original vampire!sab outfit idea, his white haori's sleeves seem kinda short on him as a 13 yo ghost so actually growing to 21 hed probably need to extend it, so why not recycle his funky pattern shirt for it? yellow-green geometric pattern along all the edges, and for a sabito lives in place of giyuu au why not attach his red haori on the inside
something something sanemi stopping by the water estate for whatever reason, sabito being a good host asks if he wants some tea and starts to leave to make some, "where are you going? thats tea there isnt it?"
"not the kind you'd want. its mushroom tea, the funky kind."
"the hell are you drinking that for!?"
"lets me see ghosts."
"...you're sick in the head."
"not wrong, but thats not even top five of reasons why."
them chilling drinking tea & talking abt nothing and after a bit sabito starts smiling at thin air, theyre still talking but he keeps glancing over at nothing and when theres a lull in their convo he turns to talk to said nothing "why are you being so quiet?" (i never see you talking with anyone....i dont want to interrupt) "but i like talking to you.." (you can keep talking with him, i'll still be here) a little huff before looking down at the drink in his hands
"who are you talking to?"
"my best friend."
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sabito coming home from a nasty mission and doing his usual wash-up routine & finally sitting down in the main room. then The Horrors hit. (FuckingfailureWasntfastenough) eyes unfocused and unseeing, (BlueeyesLongblackhairSofuckingyoung) world closing in and feeling like its about to explode all the same, (ScreamofdeathSilenceNofuckinghead) thick tears pooling around his forehead pressed to the floor, (WEAKTOOSLOWFUCKINGIDIOTWRONGDECISIONBLOODONYOURHANDSBRAINATYOURFEETBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOOD)
"SABITO-SAN!?"
the lady housekeep he hired finding him unresponsive curled up on the floor face down hugging himself while shaking like a leaf, freaking the fuck out thinking hes dying of shock or something- pulls him to sit upright leaned against the wall, try and fail to see if hes hugging himself bc of a wound bc hes just. fucking holding onto himself so tightly. white knuckled muscles locked in place. sends a crow to the butterfly mansion for an emergency and sprints to get the nearest doctor, they arrive and hes not moved from where she propped him up, doctor checks his eyes and sees they respond to light theyre just not looking at anything, tries a few taps on the face and the housekeep worriedly calling out for him. nothing. doctor apologizes for what theyre about to do before slapping the Absolute shit out of him.
knocks him over and his hand suddenly snaps out to latch onto theirs to a painful degree, eyes focused and full of fury before it shorts out to confusion. he blearily lets go of the doctor and hisses at the stinging pain in his face, "the fuck hap-ppened?"
"you were hugging yourself on the floor- and you wouldnt respond- you were just shaking!"
"what do you remember?"
(BLOODBLOODBLOOD)
he recoils slightly and shakes his head, "g-give me a minute. fuck.."
"take as long as you need"
focusing his Breath as he haphazardly scrubs his eyes dry with the edges of his sleeves, leaning back against the wall. just breathing for a moment.
"I came home. took a quick bath to-" (wash off the blood) "wash. changed clothes. sat down to do- ..something.."
"do you not remember what you sat down to do?"
"not like that- whatever there is to do. Something. anything. i usually do origami.."
doctor talks yadda yadda makes sure he doesnt have immediate brain damage or actively bleeding wounds & leaves with their promise of another doctor on their way
"sabito-san..? what exactly happened..?" he softens a sad look at her
("my mother used to help keep this place up for the man before you." he smiled, "eh? your mother kept the place intact for my mentor. how nice that you're here to help me out now, ne?")
"bad mission, ("oh..") there was a young boy. i fucked up, the demon killed him." he inhaled through his teeth, "i had to tell his family while covered with his brains."
she recoiled, reached out to lay a comforting hand on his shoulder, "im so sorry..."
he let his head loll back against the wall, "its fine"
"its not..."
"its not. but it is what it is, and its over with."
"...kocho-sama should be on her way."
he quietly groaned, "thank you. ...was it that scary?"
"you usually hide it with some sort of smile. i cant imagine how you do that if its bad enough to make you look like youre dying when you cant stuff it away anymore.."
"heh, sorry to scare you like that..."
"dont be. talk to kocho-sama and see if she can help you. i just dont want you to be in so much pain.."
he smiled genuinely at that, "you really help. talking with you and helping with chores makes it easy to smile."
easy to forget that hes alone. easy to forget pretty piercing blue eyes, what they look like wide with fear and never what they look like in death. blood that tints his memories old and new. blood that he coats himself in, blood he refuses to wash away- blood thats all he has left of him.
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sabito has a little stall at the end of the market in the nearby village, just big enough for himself and a few bundles of paper, out of the way of the busier sections. most people pass seeing how he only has a few paper figures and a bunch of colored paper to sell. a few stop by, intrigued by what he could possibly be doing here.
"whats your favorite animal?"
they answer, he picks out a piece of paper and starts folding, he gives them a little guy
"you never said how much??"
"i dont need money, i just do it 'cuz its fun. want another one?"
people bring their friends to get a little paper creature, talk and laugh, enjoy their new little guys. it makes him smile.
a lady walks up, cant name a creature so he suggests a surprise animal based on her, "sure." he starts folding, eventually she recognizes it "an elephant!?" "yeah," not really looking at her as hes finishing it, "theyre kind animals, 'gentle giants', but theyre still very powerful. predators have to pick off the sick or young because the healthy adults are too strong to be brought down. smart too. i also read that theyre matriarchs- the oldest wisest female usually leads the herd. she shows everyone how to be an elephant, where to find food, how to navigate their world, safest places to travel. she's their guide and teacher." he sets it down closer to her, "you make me think of an elephant."
"oh," she looks at him stunned, "thank you."
he smiles, "careful not to squish it, if you do though i can just make another one for you. have a nice rest of your shopping trip."
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hauntingblue · 1 month
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21st century "et tu, brute" moment
#and still WHAT ARE THOSE GIANT BLACK THINGS!!!#TELLING HIYORI TO PLAY THAT SONG ON HIS FUNERAL. HE KNEW. i was just kidding my ass!!!#TOKI AGAINST KAIDO???? FUCK OFF!!!! kaido wanted to fight momo i guess??? thank god he left#WHAT IS TOKI DOING??? SHINOBU??? WHAT IS HER PURPOSE!! SHE CAME LOOKING FOR LUFFY??? HE KNOWS BC OF LAUGHTALE AND HE KNOWS HE WOULD DIE#why is she running from the past??? omg toki.... chills..... full body chills...#talking tag#watching one piece#episode 975#at first i thought oh we know this whatever.... but damn. godamn#back to the present.... i am not ready#nvm. denjiro jesus...... ITS THE FUCKING GUY??? THE BKUE HAIRED GUY??? KYOSHIRO???? THATS FUCKED UP. WELL AT LEAST HE IS AGAINST OROCHI#that was good. and he still is ushumitzu kozo.... my guess is he took care of hiyori but MAYBE DON'T GIVE HER THAT JOB IDK#he got so angry he changed faces. iconic#this traitor reveal is so cool.... being an actor SO GOOD you are willing to die... damn. he be waking up real early to be a hater#luffy's one sleeve off kimono with the armor looks so good.... style king....#episode 976#kanjuro..... i got spoiled bit choosong to reveal that in a boat in the middle of the sea when he has devil fruit powers... well....#KIKU!!! EXECUTE HIM!!! SLAY!! HIS ASS!!!#kinemon omg.... well deserved. goodbye 👋🏻#OH NO!!! WHO IS THAT???? HE DREW HIMSELF???? NOW HE KNOWS HOW!!!#THE SUNNY!!!!! THEY UNDERRATED FRANKY'S CARPENTRY SKILLS!!!#LAWW!!!!!!!!!! OH WHAT A FIT!!!! KID TOO?????? OH HIS SHIP SLAYS!!! NOW GO SAVE MOMO!! SOMEONE!!!#luffy has a cape..... hell yes.....#omg....... finally................#episode 977#i am so hyped.... now i need to go back to work ajdjakks
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