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whosectype · 1 year
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Oh yeah I tried to do one of those screenshot edits
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My what an interesting situation...!
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This commission was done by @fmsdraws, check them out!
Mitu - @fmsdraws
TCHD Asriel - @epicsackboy54
Undertale - Toby Fox
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lifeisveryoverrated · 3 months
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CHAPTER-2: Z0SAN EXPERIMENTING
'I don't get it.'' Zoro stopped laughing five minutes ago. ''Don't get what?'' ''Why you're asking me about this. There's better options. Like Usopp, and dang, maybe even Luffy.''
Sanji scrunched his nose at the mention of Luffy's name to which Zoro let's out a snort. ''Yeah, no thanks. Usopp could have been a good option, but he's too much of a coward, and Luffy...even you're not that dumb. The most hasn't infected your brain that much yet.''
''What'd you say?! I'll slice you up good!" Zoro clutches Wado's handle(?), getting ready for a fight like usual, but Sanji stopped Zoro with a simple glare. The glare looked almost pleading, and Zoro, well, it was too cute for Zoro. He just looked away, let his grip on Wado falter, and 'tchd'.
''Marimo, just listen for now. I...I need you to do this for me. I want to know if it's good to make lo... uhm, perform such actions with a man... please..?" ''...Fine, but on one condition,'' Sanji waits for what Zoro's about to say. "I get to take booze whenever I want from the kitchen.'' ''No.'' ''Well if not then I get to sleep on the deck.'' ''Deal.''
''So, how exactly does this happen...?'' Zoro asks, he hadn't thought about this much. ''I... well all I know is I'm not ready yet so may e we wait..? Maybe we could perform couple like activities. ...Or whatever. Not like I care.'' Sanji still didn't want to admit this.
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The fact that I love Lusan amd Sanuso makes the Sanji beige disgusted line much more funnier to me.
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maxellminidisc · 2 years
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Wait, did b*tchd*t used to be peteseeger? I think I saw one of my mutuals mention this and I completely forgot to look into it but if so very wild that I keep seeing that antiblack loser all over the dash again.
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mccarthymolly · 1 year
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howdywrites · 3 years
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WIP Inspirations (tag game)
Thank you to the lovely @chayscribbles for tagging me!! ❤️
rules: list the top three inspirations for the wip of your choice.
I believe I’ve already done  this with Sisterhood of Blood, so I’ll do the wip I haven’t talked about in a while They Called Her Delilah -
1. The movie Once Upon A Time In Hollywood. Did I like this movie? Eehh... not really? It felt misogynistic without being outwardly misogynistic. Plus I’m not a huge fan of the director and I felt like this movie was boring. However, the aesthetics? Off the charts. It made me want to write a story set in the same time period + area (hollywood/california in 1969). The scene where the stunt double dude goes to the Manson family’s pad, which was also an old wild west set, was the only part of the movie that sent chills down my spine. I want to capture that in this WIP.
2. Cults. In general. Like most prolific true crime cases, cults have fascinated me for a long time. While the Manson family is the one that specifically inspired this WIP, the cult in my story is its own entity. I don’t want to create a watered down ‘totally-not-the-manson-family manson family’ if that makes sense??
3. The chaos that was the summer of ‘69. When you put it into perspective, so much shit went down that year. The civil rights movement, cult murders, serial killers running rampant, the riot at the Stonewall Inn, the moon landing and woodstock. It’s an era ripe for chaos in a WIP, especially with a cast in their early to mid-20s.
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Tagging (no pressure!!): @harehearts @hazard-writes @northernrosewritings @thechapelscrow @lordfenric @lordkingsmith @aspenscribbles @aetherwrites and anyone who sees this and wants to do it!
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nelapanela94 · 3 years
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It was too hot, the inclemency of the sun forced you to seek refuge in the shade of a leafy tree. You sat down on the ground resting your back against the giant tree trunk, and wiped off the beads of sweat of your forehead with the back of your hand.
Levi grumbled and offered you his handkerchief before taking a seat next to you. He took his jacket and vest off, loosened his tie and undid the first two buttons of his shirt. Thank Walls you’d picked the knee-length, linen dress that morning. You took out a hand fan from your purse, a present from Mrs. Kiyomi, unfolded it and lazily waved it creating a small breeze to cool you down.
“Give me that thing!” Levi growled, and with a swift move he grabbed the fan from your hand.
“Hey! Get your own fan!” You whined, trying to reach it from his hand; but he pushed you off of him, not too hard though, just enough to give him some space.
“Stay there” he said while fanning himself. You stared at him dumbfounded, then pouted. “Share with me, otherwise I’ll melt. Not even summers in Shiganshina are this hot”
“Hm” He nonchalantly turned to the other side, ignoring your complaints.
“You’re a fucking jerk, Levi!”
“And you just notice”
You rolled your eyes and sat back against the trunk with your arms crossed over your chest. It was too hot to argue with him. You glanced around. The Park was usually frequented by families, kids playing catch with their fathers; people strolling down; some walking their dogs and other sitting on the meadow napping or reading a book. That day, however, the place was deserted due to the blazing sun and the merciless weather. Suddenly, your eyes were lured by the ice cream stall, and there were few people in line. It felt like an oasis in the desert; it wasn’t like you’d been in the desert before, but you’d read something about it in one of those geography books from the library.
A smiled drew on your lips. You stood up, dusted your dress and ignored Levi when he asked your where you were going. Levi watched as you came back with your double soft serve cone, and you sat down again leaving some space between the two.
“What?” you looked at him while licking your sweet treat. You didn’t know how it was made, but in your opinion, it was one of Marley’s greatest inventions.
“Nothing. You had a stack of pancakes for lunch. Are you planning to die of a sugar crash?”
“Awww, you’re worry about me now?” Your tongue switched from the vanilla to the lemon side. Both Levi’s favorite flavors. “I don’t need your help though”
“Tchd”
Levi handed you back the fan hoping you were willing to share. He didn’t want to beg.
“You can keep it” You shrugged. “I don’t need it anymore”
“Fuck, (name). Give me some of that shit” he hissed.
“Get - your - own” You stressed each word and turned your back on him; then a fun idea crossed your mind. With a smirked full of playfulness, you turned around again and moved closer to him. “I changed my mind” and before he could react you smeared ice cream on his mouth. “Ooops”
Levi glared at you; he was fuming, you could tell from his eyes. “It suits you” you threw a sheepish smile at him. He didn’t say anything, and you were a little afraid; it may had been too much. “Let me help you” you said and handed the cone for him to hold it. With your hands behind his neck, you pulled him closer and licked the ice cream off his face. A chuckle escaped his mouth, and you leaned back startled by his reaction. When you were about to lean closer again, a cold sensation hit your cheek. Levi grinned with mischief, and you giggled at the tickling feeling of his tongue on your skin. “Now we’re even” he whispered.
“I don’t think so” you pressed a gentle kiss on his mouth, then broke apart licking your lower lip. With a pensative look, you murmured “I think you taste better” and your mouth catched his again.
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augujerdeer · 4 years
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I’m getting a feeling that the brain really likes Undertale lol
DHDHJD JBDJ
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I MEAN. Y, YEA,,,
It ws a BIG intrst 4 jamie a long time ago n she ddnt split any1 @ the time b the brain was like lagging behnd n then brght in chara when deltrne came out (we hvnt even TCHD undrtle @ the tme) then sddnly toriel came in, thn frisk thn undyne n then asriel n thn mettaton ITS JST DIJSKSJ
N im like sittin here like WHT ABT ME,,,, whers MY sourcm8s KSJSKSJ
Anywy YEA we kno a LOT abt the ins n outs not only frm the canon of the gme b also the tech n behnd the scenes stff KSH OUGH like jamie usd 2 read every single detail n im p sure undrtle has the most fnrt bsds mlp, jamie even made a WHOLE AU/headcanon abt asgore n the intro scenes!!!!
Im jst... ough anon u hav NO idea kdjnnksnk
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translightyagami · 4 years
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Oh heads up but looks like one time homie s*urp*tchd*ddy is a big ass terf. Block and unfollow if you, you know, love and support trans ppl as humans worth more than bullshit, harmful ideology.
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marcopolorules · 4 years
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"La idea de la evolución es hermosa y también triste. Desde que empezó la vida en la tierra han existido entre cinco mil y cincuenta mil millones de especies, de las que sólo entre cinco y cincuenta millones viven todavía. O sea, que el noventa y nueve por ciento de todas las especies que han vivido en la tierra se ha extinguido."⠀ ⠀ "The idea of ​​evolution is beautiful and also sad. Since life began on earth there have been between five and fifty billion species, of which only between five and fifty million still live. In other words, ninety-nine percent of all species that have lived on earth have become extinct."⠀ ⠀ Nicole Krauss⠀ La historia del amor / Love story⠀ & Fran Recacha (artist)⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ #surrealportrait #portraitpainting #portraitart #contemporaryart #contemporaryartist #contemporarypainting #contemporarypainter #contemporarypaintings #contemporarypaintings #contemporary_art #contemporarypainters #contemporaryfigurativeart #contemporaryoilpainting #modernart #modernpainting #artgallery #contemporaryartgallery #figurativeart #figurativepainting #figurativeoilpainting #figurativeportrait #surrealart #popsurrealism #popsurreal #popsurrealist #lowbrowart #jesuislesurrealisme #vagabondwho #marcopolorules #franrecacha https://www.instagram.com/p/CAxI-TCHd-N/?igshid=5u6lunod1nv4
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eladrins · 5 years
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people really still follow t*ckthew*tchd*g?? like the one who constantly reblogs from lane (idr what her URL is now she's always changing it, wonder why) who's just full on TERF now not even trying to be crypto anymore?
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itsabikerslife · 5 years
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August 29, 2019 at 09:48AM Video: TCHD CUSTOMS XG750 Street customized by Thunder Creek Harley-Davidson https://www.itsabikerslife.com/2019/08/video-tchd-customs-xg750-street.html
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mccarthymolly · 1 year
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howdywrites · 4 years
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[ Story Concept: They Called Her Delilah ]
 *disclaimer: this concept mentions death, murder, drugs and cults. Also, this is all still just concepts - anything could be changed before it’s outlined/written.
> Genre(s): historical fiction (1969), thriller/suspense, crime fiction
> Category: New Adult, Adult
> Theme(s): cults be crazy, found family, LGBTQ+ characters, missing person, starving artists, men in the 60s/70s be serial killing, don’t do drugs kids, old hollywood, tv westerns
Synopsis: Three starving artists struggle to make ends meet in their tiny LA apartment with their day jobs working as background characters on a dying western television show. When their fourth roommate, Kathleen, disappears they're left to pick up the pieces of her troubled life. With no help from the police, the three decide to search for her on their own. Along the way, they discover just how dangerous a life Kathleen had been living The trail she leaves behind is twisted and unsettling. It's uncertain if she's even alive.
Characters -
Lucille (22): former child star, loves pink, struggling getting acting jobs after a messy breakup. Discovering herself.
Velma (19/20): smart as a whip, could probably invent a weapon of mass destruction, traveled with a band until they abandoned her.
Thomas (23): from a small Utah town, left home and his religion because they wouldn’t accept his sexuality, likes to paint.
Kathleen (19...allegedly): Daddy Issues™, easily swayed by sweet words and gifts, currently missing. Might be dead or in a cult.
Taglist: @sybil-writes @draculinawrites (I wasn’t sure if you wanted to be tagged in EVERYTHING lol but here we are) @vesaeris-writes
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xendersposts · 3 years
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Way better then the next one of my friends that I have my money back and get to know you do it on your you are not going back to the work you put me to get it back and get some Video chat or not and if you Chorom to go home and get tchd you and the money to pay you when we can get the holi holiday time I was in bed and the money to pay you when we can get the kids and I will let ME Dancing with you guys have any cricket and the Two De Mayo Bollywood dance in your arms again in about half of what he say that I'm going to the fitness (à Google Earth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CN7Kc0lhln5/?igshid=3yx8pl7w36lv
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