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#something small but sweet
goblins-writing · 2 years
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Imagine going to an art museum with Jumin. Slowly observing the works of art, hand in hand. Kissing under the large portraits and posing with the statues. It's sweet and allows him to realize just how truly in love with you he is. "I think you're a work of art," he murmurs into your hair later that evening when you are asleep. Somewhere in your dream world, you hear him and smile.
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lizkreates · 11 months
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Black Coffee & Donuts ☕ 🍩
~A Trigun fan comic~
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[ID: PAGE 1 Panel 1: Wolfwood and Vash sit at a bar counter just as they’re finishing breakfast. Wolfwood annoyed, is hunched over grasping his coffee mug as he pushes Vash’s face away, who is playfully waving a chocolate sprinkle around. Dialogue: Vash: “Try a donut? Come on, they have sprinkles on the today!” Wolfwood: “Forget it, Spikey!”
Panel 2: Close-up of Vash’s hands breaking the donut into a smaller piece, crumbs flying in the air.
PAGE 2: Panel 1: Vash, drawn in chibi style, reaches over and gently places the donut piece on Wolfwood’s empty plate, utensils resting on the side. Wolfwood, holding his hot black coffee, looks over his glasses annoyed. Dialogue: Vash: “Just a piece?”
Panel 2: Close-up of Vash with pleading eyes and an innocent smile asking “Do it for me?”
Panel 3: Dialogue: Wolfwood: “Okay, but only if you try black coffee.” Vash: “You got yourself a deal!” Wolfwood and Vash toast their coffee mugs in agreement.
PAGE 3 Panel 1: Wolfwood, eyes closed, begrudgingly puts the donut piece in his mouth and eats it. Dialogue: I don’t get what’s so great about this.
Panel 2: Wolfwood looks over to Vash, who is cartoonishly dumping the entire cup of hot coffee in his mouth. He snaps at him “What are you doing?!”
Panel 3: Vash yells, “HOT HOT HOT!!!” Steam rises out of his mouth, and tears stream down his face as he waves his mouth with both hands in an attempt to cool it down. Wolfwood shouts, “You idiot! You’re not supposed to drink it all at once.”
Panel 4: Wolfwood calms down, now concerned if Vash burned himself, and asks “Are you okay?” Vash leans over and chugs a pitcher of water and answers “Mm-mm.” (Which is uh-huh mumbled.)
PAGE 4: Panel 1: Close-up of Wolfwood’s lower face, as he takes off his glasses, no longer concealing part of himself. “Sorry, I should have warned you.”
Panel 2: Wolfwood looks down remorsefully and cradles his coffee mug with both hands. “You need to respect it. Nurse it slowly, let it cool down. Savor the bitter taste.”
Panel 3: Close-up of Wolfwood’s eye in surprise. “It sounds just like you,” Vash observes.
PAGE 5: Panel 1: Wolfwood lights up and laughs, “Ha it sure is!” Panel 2: Vash lightly blushes and smiles softly looking at Wolfwood’s contagious grin. He got him to smile, a win.
PAGE 6: Panel 1: A view from behind, we see Vash and Wolfwood from the back as they continue their banter. Vash sits like a gay, legs everywhere, and Wolfwood straight like a proper Catholic boy. Vash asks “How’s the donut?” Wolfwood responds, “It’s sickeningly sweet…actually it reminds me of you.” Vash blushes, “Aw, Wolfwood! You called me sweet~” Wolfwood denies it, “N-no I didn’t…!” Kuroneko, a black cat, sleeps at the foot of Wolfwood’s bar stool. End ID.]
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knowsboth · 2 years
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it’s just.... really good to be home                  @proveagain
her  features  softened  he  spoke ,  looking  him  over  as  she  stayed  quiet .  it  was  clear  that  miguel’s  trip  to  mexico  had  taken  a  toll  on  him ,  but  she  didn’t  know  how  to  ask  him  about  it               she  had  no  idea  what  to   DO .  she  was  having  her  own  identity  crisis ,  but  right  now  in  that  moment ,  miguel  was  much  more  important . 
she  struggled  to  unclench  her  hands  at  her  sides .  god ,  if  she  ever  met  miguel’s  father           she  wasn’t  sure   WHAT   she’d  do ,  but  it  wouldn’t  be  pretty .
slowly ,  she  closed  the  distance between  them ,  her  small  hands  gently  grabbing  his  larger  ones .     “ i’m  glad  you’re  home , ”     she  said  softly ,  craning  her  neck  to  look  up  at  him .   “ whatever  you  wanna  do ,  we’ll  do  it .  we  don’t  have  to  talk  about  it  if  you  don’t  want  to . ”
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agoddamneddelight · 8 months
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a couple o’ doodles to push past art block
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zytes · 8 months
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something’s wrong?
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jessiesjaded · 7 months
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I really, really wish people who don't have the capacity to properly take care of animals would simply accept and acknowledge that about themselves. This isn't even a post of me trying to be mean or judge anyone, I'm sure most people go into getting an animal with good intentions, but intentions and actions are different. If you don't have the time and the space and the care an animal needs, the animal will suffer. The fleeting joy of having a kitten or puppy or anything else doesn't last forever and they aren't toys to be put down and forgotten once you've moved past the inital excitement. If you don't have the ability to properly care for an animal, just accept that and simply admire them from a distance.
#the amount of people i know who flippantly just. buy a random pet with no prior planning or thought#and like its not always outright neglect#you can technically feed and groom a pet get them flee treatments etc but if you lock it outside 24/7 and spend no actual time#like why do you have that animal?#you should not have that aninal#if you have too much in your life to adequately care for one its vetter for YOU and for the animal to not have one#like this little cat is so sweet#actually the sweetest cat ive ever known and my cat tigs has always been a massive sweety already#so its saying something that shes been even sweeter#i mean i brushed her teeth and got matted fur off her and cleaned her eyes and she NEVER bit or scratched me once#shes so quiet and sweet#but the people across the road clearly just left her outside to her own devices her whole life#seemingly no vet checks. didnt feed her properly and i sometimes wonder if at all bc their next door neighbour was feeding her apparently#and he has no pets!! even he knew that shit was wrong#and now shes so sickly and small and malnourished and her teeth are rotting out of her head#and its just like ????#why have her#you could have realized you werent really the type for pets and given her to a shelter#and she would have been adopted 100%#but they kept her all this time but also not really bc its not like she was kept properly at all#its sad she didnt come over here sooner#i wish id had since she was a baby or even a year ago#bc then maybe i could have helped her more#its just so unnecessary. Animals are a privilege not a right.#and again like. go visit your cousin or uncle or sister or friends pet in that case#you might not have the time or ability but you could still enjoy animals wothout directly having one
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redrobin-detective · 2 years
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Listen, we know Bruce was traumatized by his parents’ death but I hold that even before they were killed Bruce Wayne was a little weirdo. Like his paranoia and difficulty with emotion and attachment are from that terrible night. But I imagine 8 year old Brucie was OCD as hell and painstakingly arranging and rearranging his things to his satisfaction. He was meticulous, even as a child, very detail oriented. Highly intelligent, showing a boundless curiosity and determination to understand everything from a young age. I bet he was hell to enforce bedtimes on, always to do much to do and too little hours in the day. 
Bruce was that kid who dragged bugs in the house for study, pulled down all the books on one shelf so could arrange them in height order, skittered around the house’s many passages like a little rat. He was the kid who was happy and cheerful but a bit awkward from growing up a Wayne, he would much rather squirrel away somewhere with a book considered too old for him than talk with people he didn’t know. He loved the macabre in the way weird little kids too, he wanted to see Zorro for the action and the violent fight scenes. Thomas and Martha Wayne had to listen to their precocious son ask them time and again how they thought they would die and listen to his speculations.
I want the Justice League to have to go back in time for whatever reason and they expect Bruce to be a delightful, happy, normal child. Instead, they find a kid with a lovingly worn Sherlock Holmes omnibus under one arm, an entire bag of raisins in the other, dark circles under his eyes from late nights reading and he’s covered in dust and debris from getting stuck behind the drywall again. 
“You’re not mom and dad’s friends,” he’d say in a petulant voice with a familiar set of his mouth. “I’m gonna call my butler and he’s going to kick your butt.” And the whole League loses their mind because Bruce really has always been Bruce.
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majickth · 11 months
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I love the sense of community on the QSMP. It’s like—
Everyone is so intrinsically connected to one another. Despite the language and cultural differences, there’s a sense of belonging. When there’s events, everyone’s invited, no matter how big or small. Festa Junina? Weddings? Birthdays? Games? People will be there, people that care, and everyone is welcome.
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otakoma · 2 years
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Rebecca is the best tbh.
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15lix · 1 year
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giggly chanlix on daebak show
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neverevan · 13 days
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Tease Tidbit Tuesday 💌
The writing beans are slowly returning and so here's a snippet from a fic under the working title buck loves tommy, which I wrote a loose 2k for so far and is about halfway drafted.
Buck was leaning against the edge of the kitchen counter, watching as Tommy rinsed their dishes — something that he insisted on doing, since Buck made dinner for them and though he tried to tell him to leave it, apparently when it came to Tommy, Buck just couldn’t quite say no. So now here he was, sipping on his beer and staring at Tommy’s shiny wet forearms where his sleeves were rolled up and watched as the old scars running around them shifted ever so slightly with every flex of his muscles. It was a good look on him (to be fair, every look was a good look on him, in Buck’s opinion). And Buck was trying his best to listen to what Tommy was talking about, he was, but he felt preoccupied as of late; his mind was filled with this low murmur that was only getting louder and louder when Tommy was around. He hasn’t felt like this in years, the last time… well, the last time was the first time, actually. He was in a handful of relationships since Abby, but nothing felt quite as strong — and Buck thought it was probably the charm of the firsts or his clinginess being amplified by being left behind, but the elation of just being close to someone, to just be able to hear their voice and look at their smile; they were all coming back to him now that he was with Tommy.
✨I have been tagged by and am tagging the ever so lovely @tommykinards @spagheddiediaz @goforkinard @exhuastedpigeon @nmcggg @bidisasterevankinard @daffi-990 @diazsdimples @honestlydarkprincess @watchyourbuck @actualalligator @bucksbignaturals @thewolvesof1998 mwuahhh 💛
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dandyseedlings · 27 days
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it ain't a goodbye kiss, it's a see you soon kiss!
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vimbry · 1 month
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jumping off the back of the post about genres of song lyrics, another thing about tmbg's lyrics in particular is that even when they write about pleasant themes, they still manage to frequently do so through a sinister lens:
the experience of having children and looking after them:
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a nice little nightlight protecting a child muses on the shortcomings it would have outside its assigned responsibility:
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fantasising about getting high in the park with your crush:
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queen0fm0nsterz · 2 years
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Some tender acts of care by two very different people. 
Ko-fi | Comms
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blackstaff-blast · 1 month
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noticed there isn't enough Zevlor content so I had to contribute. Hands him to you gently
he's a sticker too!!
my instagram
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alstroemerian-dragon · 6 months
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my friend @memewife offered to draw something for me for my birthday
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literally on the verge of tears. all that i couldve wanted and more
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