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sincerely-sofie · 8 months
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So you know how evolution isn’t a guaranteed indicator of a Pokémon’s age, as evidenced by that one episode with the really old Treecko?
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Applying this concept to the world of PMD yields some hilarious implications. Especially when you apply it in a post-credits PMD2 AU where the Future Trio have set up shop in the present, and we get to see Dusknoir have a crisis when he realizes he’s been hunting down a tween and a college student for the past who-knows-how-long.
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TFW you realize the duo of fugitives you’ve tracked across space and time are not stupidly immature, they’re just babies
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nekoneeko · 6 months
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i think i like emily axford characters so much because they live life the way i wish i’d live mine. weird and whole and scared to be so sometimes but doing it anyway. so full of love that they go through hell and back and still come out with that same love, untouched, untarnished
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emodennis · 2 years
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charmac - best friend
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powerbottomblake · 2 months
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best running gag of fantasy high freshman year is anytime someone gets a nat 1 on insight for a middle aged man they automatically believe it's their dad
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wildbornsiren · 2 years
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Push | Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw/F!Reader.
Push.  Summary: All you and Bradshaw really need is a push. Luckily the team is there to help you out.  AFAB/Female Reader implied military job/ 1,127 words Warnings: Sexual thoughts.  Notes: @skvatnavle sent a thought to my ask box, and it got a little long winded. Likes, comments and reblogs are all so loved. Thanks to the discord gang, I love you all. Thank you for reading. I appreciate it so much and it means the most. 
A to-go coffee cup appears on your desk, safely out of the way of the paperwork you’re working on. You look up when a chair is pulled out and a man flops into it. “Shouldn’t you be at a post flight briefing?” You arch an eyebrow looking at the man opposite you. “Maverick got pulled into a briefing of his own, so we’re off the hook until his ass chewing is done.” Rooster shrugged, taking a sip of his own coffee. “I figured you needed a break.” His smile is genuine, warm and it makes your heart skip when the full force of it is focused on you. “I appreciate that.” You take the coffee offering and take a sip hoping to hide the grin that’s spreading across your face. “You’re sweet.” “You work too hard.” He shifts in the chair, fiddling with the cardboard sleeve on his cup. “You know what they say, work hard play harder.” “Wouldn’t that lead to exhaustion?” “If you’re doing it right.” He says. “Nothing quite like collapsing in bed thoroughly exhausted.” There’s a subtle shift in his tone, it sends shivers down your spine and warmth pooling between your legs. It’s hard to focus on anything other than his hands which are messing with the sleeve, fingers flexing. You manage to drag your eyes away from his hands only to be taken by the flush of red on his cheekbones. “That does sound like a good night.” You press your thighs together under the desk, grateful that the furniture hides your squirming. “It often leads to good mornings, doesn’t it? Tangled up in blankets, warm and lazy. Nice and slow.” You’re surprised your voice doesn’t tremble, your hands curling lightly into fists to keep yourself from reaching out to smooth the errant curl from his forehead. You’ve often thought about how his hair feel as you run your fingers through it, picturing the way his eyes would close, or if he’d like it if you tugged lightly. Which often lead to you thinking about how he’d react if you tugged on his curls while his face was buried between your legs. You clear your throat and offer a small smile. “Is there something I can help you with Lieutenant Bradshaw, or is this purely pleasure?” “Pleasure.” He replies lightly. “I like sneaking off to spend time with you.” The two of you had had moments like this over the past few weeks. He’d come visit you at your desk, you’d manage to catch a glimpse of him in his classroom or join him for lunch. He’d walk you to your car after work, and the two of you would spend time talking, long after the parking lot was empty. The words to ask if he wanted to grab drinks, dinner, or even just catch a movie always seemed to hover between the two of you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to ask. Once you had managed to get up the courage to ask him to dance. Someone had taken control of the jukebox at the Hard Deck and had stacked it with 80s power ballads. He held you close, singing softly along with the song, and it was the only version of Bad English’s When I see You Smile that you can tolerate. You went home alone that night feeling the press of his hand against your back, and the faint scent of his cologne on your shirt. You drop your gaze, “I like getting to see you too.” A second question hovers on the fringes of your mind, and you almost, almost have the courage to ask it. You take a deep breath, the words finding their way to your tongue. “Hey Rooster! Mav’s looking for us.” Phoenix calls from the doorway. Hangman and Bob are also with her, their heads tipped together, Hangman whispering something to Bob who nods after casting a glance in your direction. Rooster flashes a grin at you and gets to his feet. “You look like you’ve got something to say.” “It’s nothing,” you say quickly, too quickly judging by how his smile wavers slightly. “I’ll see you later.” He taps your desk twice before he’s joining the other pilots. You exhale, shoulders dropping slightly. The room feels too big without him in it, and it’s infinitely lonelier than before. You reach for the next file on your stack, opening it and begin to enter in the data that needs to be moved. “Excuse me.” You look up to see Bob watching you. “Yes Lieutenant Floyd?” “A couple of us were going over to Mulligans tonight to grab dinner. You’re welcome to come with us if you aren’t busy.” “I wouldn’t want to interrupt if it’s a team building---” He stops you with a shake of his head. “It’s not. The usual suspects and a couple of folks that join us at the Hard Deck. It’s a change of scenery.” “Sure,” you smile at him. He lets you know a time and grins before walking off. You had enough time after work to go home and change into civilian clothes before meeting up with the others at Mulligans. You see Rooster on the other end of the parking lot leaning against his Bronco, playing with his phone. You park, swallowing the nerves that have risen when you see him. “Just you and me so far huh?” He looks up from his phone, and his smile nearly makes your heart stop. “Yeah, Seresin and Nat cancelled.” He shrugs, placing his phone in his pocket. “Which is weird, because Seresin put this together, and apparently now he’s got a stomachache.” He pulls his phone out again when it pings, “And Nat has…cramps.” You wince in sympathy. “Let Hangman know I hope he feels better.” You pull out your own phone to text Phoenix. “Bob’s out too.” Rooster was frowning as he looked at his screen. “Did they eat something that didn’t agree with them?” You’ve pulled out your phone. “hey, sorry you’re not feeling good, there’s a heating pad in my top dresser drawer.” You send a quick text message to Phoenix. You watch as her text bubble pops up a couple times before you get an answer. “Have a good time with tonight with Bradshaw, I’m sorry we lied, but you two needed the push. Relax, have fun and enjoy your date.”  “We’ve been tricked.” You look up at him, sliding your phone into your back pocket. “It appears so.” He rubs the back of his neck, watching you, his eyes searching your face. You nod and offer a small smile. He reaches for your hand, and when his fingers interlock with yours, you don’t mind the fact that you were set up. --------- Tagging in:  @robertcallsignbobfloyd    @a-reader-and-a-writer  @hederasgarden   @writercole  @evansrogerskitten   @arianna-bradshaw @roses-and-grasses   @letsfvckingdance @green-socks @skvatnavle @a-reader-and-a-writer     @mayhem24-7forever @callsign-phoenix @yespolkadotkitty @princessmisery666 @lt-natrace   @princessmisery666  @shadeds-library @cowboybarbie @hoe-on-the-range 
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mozukumi · 1 year
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it is what it could be
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iijadraws · 2 years
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tired but happy
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chiropteracupola · 10 months
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im kissing that lieutenant of yours:)
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a kiss for a very good fellow indeed!
(and a fellow who just won his poll in @maritime-matchups, to boot!)
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A,,,Asaden Howl's Moving Castle AU,,,
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grilledkatniss · 4 months
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The winner team gets a picture of my cat
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sincerely-sofie · 5 months
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l0velybugg0 · 1 year
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Sofi Violette (She/they) A beautiful dress that is mostly used for ballerinas but has some issues due to the person passing away. They had many users in their past life to the point they would end up dead, making her think that she was a curse of some sort that cause this. To this day, she never wants to hurt or gain attachment to anyone again.
Extra notes about Sofi on the Read more!!!
Her full name is Sofia Violette! But prefers Sofi for short.
The last name was from another user who liked giving names to objects.
Sofi is a living dress, so not really a possessed dress or anything!
The Circles on the art are a blue button and Patch! The blue button was given by one of her past users who was a tailor.
Her personality traits are Motherly, Kind, Patient, and Athletic.
She has a few abandonment issues due to having owners she was very much attached to, gets anxious if they're gone too long, and prays to them not to leave her.
She could talk out loud to other people if she's comfortable, but till then, can talk to the user out loud or by telepathy.
The ribbons are basically their hands, they could even fight with them if they could. :)
She will get hurt if she gets torn up.
If I were to give them a voice of some sort, it would be a soft-sounding voice! Something like Rose Quartz from Steven Universe.
She tends to forget that she hates being washed. One moment you tell her it's bath time, she's happy and then the next, she hates it lol
It's not recommended you put her in a washing machine but go off I guess if you want to hear her scream in circles for funnies lmao
Because I love giving my ocs themes, Moonlight Serendipity from P3D!
okay that might be all the notes hehe :3c
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spaceradars · 1 year
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i literally had to send the entire manuscript of my novel and like. im so afraid there's gonna be mistakes etc godddddddddddddddddd
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haystarlight · 1 year
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Boyfriend who's never watched The Simpsons in his life
Girlfriend whose sense of humor is defined by watching The Simpsons Spanish Dub as a kid
@imhumanguysiswear
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sofi-artist · 2 years
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Preview of the mobile wallpaper I made for @bnhahorizons zine!! A lovely wlw zine that will be released later this month 💕
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stardust-3saders · 10 months
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For JoLiaYoin !!!! :^]] 💕
🏠: What’s you and your f/o’s dream home?
💤: Do you sleep together? If so, describe your sleeping positions and patterns (E.g. who steals the blankets, are either of you insomniacs, etc.)
🛩: Where would the two of you go on your honeymoon?
Sofi!! Thank you for the ask!
Basic selfship asks
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🏠: What’s you and your f/o’s dream home?
When it comes to a house for the three, the place isn't that big of a deal.
What matters most for them is that it has enough space for everyone, both for spending time together, as well as for everyone to have a little space in case some alone time is needed.
2 or more bedrooms in case someone doesn't feel like sharing with the other two (initially Jotaro did this, although with a custom bed courtship of White Noise, the bed isn't that small for the trio). Also, a private studio for Jotaro since he needs to focus on his work, plus a small artsy area for Lia to play music and for Nori to paint.
And as the family grows, more space would be needed for the little additions.
💤: Do you sleep together? If so, describe your sleeping positions and patterns (E.g. who steals the blankets, are either of you insomniacs, etc.)
Starting the relationship, things were pretty much the same as before. Aka, Jotaro felt a bit awkward when it came to sharing a bed with both Lia and Nori, even with just Lia. So, Lia and Nori kept sharing a bed as they used to, and Jotaro had his own space.
Yet, as the relationship progressed and Jotaro grew more comfortable (and him falling asleep on the couch with Lia after a long day), he stopped worrying that much about sharing a bed, though he still keeps his distance as he doesn't like too much the contact (lies, he just gets embarrassed because Nori teases the shit out of him).
🛩: Where would the two of you go on your honeymoon?
It would be somewhere the three would like to go, which is a bit... difficult.
Jotaro likes the idea of visiting places where nature can amaze everyone who visits. Nori is more the kind that would want to visit places not only for the sights, but also the culture.
And Lia? Well, she just wants to be able to enjoy time with her partners without having to worry whether she's going to have a heatstroke or end with hypothermia XD
At the end Italy is most likely the place they would visit (both Lia's and Nori's idea, but Jotaro can't say no because he's curious thanks to his grandmother). And perhaps, they would plan another trip to a place Jotaro originally wanted to go to, like Iceland.
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