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#they are just sjskdk
halohamilton · 1 year
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New game: describe your mutuals as members of 1D 👀🩵
oh this is going to be hard
Harry - @softfonds @heathenharry
Niall - @curlyhairedprince @1derfulmadness
Louis - @peachbootylouis @harrehleh
Zayn - @fivescrews @pop-punklouis @thedevilinmybrain
Liam - @evilovesyou @louiscinema
no I will not elaborate 👀
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clydesdonovan · 2 years
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this is so homoerotic and also cryde
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righteousdelusions · 1 year
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working on a proportion issue in my yaoi stick drawing and im trying to talk it out loud around my cousin
me: the problem is that Denji is too close to him and that's why the leg doesn't work
him: ohhhh. It's Denji?
me: ... yeah
him: mm. And who's the other one? Aki?
me: i know you'd think so, but no.
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dazaii · 1 year
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i just realized i never showed y‘all my one piece wall i got like 2 months ago oh my god…
it’s clearly not obvious that i like one piece
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kuma constantly falls off & i‘m too lazy rn to hang him up but yeah sjskdk
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endenope · 1 year
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I mean taru does moan sometimes when he gets hit in-game and I don't just mean the normal grunts lmao. Absolutely 100% battlesexual. Good for him 😌💜
-(invisible) seal anon
oh yea he moans in english right? lmfaoo i play w chinese or korean voice and lately i play without sound bc i do other stuff at the same time.....but i think i do remember he moans w english voice sjskdk
zhongli climbing noisies and taru moans on hit....what a vocal pair 💙 heh
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starsandhughes · 1 year
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i’m about to cry for mush 😭
stop i just sent you an ask sjskdk
but for real if i lose him AND seggy??? riots. i’m going to a game the 25th i’ll cry real tears
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I love Pink n Green because like. They love each other. They just love each other they make each other smile and are just so happy together.
Then there's Ehmmeenah that's just. "You're my partner now" "Ok"
I LOVE THIS SO MUCH IT IS SJSKDK PEAK
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riverstardis · 2 years
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survivor’s guilt:
“that’s gotta be worth at least a tenner of my inheritance” “isn’t that a bit disrespectful to our dead mother?” “isn’t that a bit sentimental for an atheist?” “i’m not technically an— i’m not even gonna go there“ agnostic ethan so true i’m claiming him!! the question is though what is cal? because the way he says that makes it sound like he isn’t an atheist but they never indicated him believing in a god or anything at any other time?
rita asking ethan if he ever just wants to punch cal and him saying “i did punch him once, when i was nine. fractured my thumb metacarpal. not gonna give him that satisfaction again.” sjskdkd bless him
jenny the nurse at their mum’s hospice, of course cal’s gonna flirt with her
ethan saying his mum’s genes were weak because none of her brilliance passed on to him… awkward. what baffles me though is that she had cancer so she knew she was dying but she didn’t think they might need to know they were adopted?
“you’re a doctor on duty, she’s here to see a patient who passed through our ed. the levels of unprofessionalism your libido drags you down to continue to astound me” 2014 ethan would like a word with 2018/19 ethan methinks sksdkkf. tbf though leigh-anne and effie were bc of his trauma rather than his libido. not that that makes it any less unprofessional
jenny saying cal got their mum’s persistence and ethan got the looks and cal’s so offended LMAO
lofty trying to tell people his name but everyone’s already calling him lofty
“using our dead mum to try and pull women? you are pure class”
the first ‘nibbles’!!!
“because it makes me want to break my thumb on your nose again” such a polite way to say you want to punch someone sjskdk
“you keep telling yourself you didn’t take advantage of her state of mind” TELL HIM RITA
ethan snapping and shouting at the teens fighting in reception. that is the way he deals with things: he pushes everything down until he can’t anymore and then he has an outburst that seems like it’s come out of nowhere
“i think your mum put that condition in her will as a challenge to him, not a responsibility for you. it was a slap in the face from beyond the grave and if that doesn’t wake him up to himself then i don’t know what will” i miss rita and ethan’s friendship <3
“good work today, ben” “lofty’s fine”
i’ve heard that holby ruined lofty which is such a shame :(
ethan giving cal his inheritance on the condition that he leaves and doesn’t come back… yeah that’s not gonna work out for you bestie
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whenfatecollides · 2 years
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For that love stealer thing - yoohyeons isn’t even a real date?? It has 14 for the month
yeah I don't think yoohyeon's is a date per say, that's why I asked what they are and not which date sjskdk maybe it's just something personal to her and it doesn't rly have to make sense to us, but it's kinda weird when all the others are an important date for them and the fandom, except siyeon's too I have no idea 🥲
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goretzkastits · 2 years
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No but it sounds interesting 👀 is it on spotify?
Yes <3 it is very american tho so just a heads up sjskdk and she talks about sex a lot and I mean like a LOT
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pyotrkochetkov · 2 years
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what did william lagesson do? i don’t even know who he is :(
oh because i blocked his name? nothing sjskdk i just only care about svech and pyotr reunited
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insulationsun · 1 month
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OMFGGG i just watched tpot 10 and GIVE THEM BACK CLOCK bro i love it when 4 and x show care towards contestants its just AUGHGH </////333 CLOCK WAS THEIR FRIENDDDDDD THERE WAS SO MUCH MORE POTENTIAL TO THEIR DYNAMIC AUGHHHHHH
ME TOOOOOOO AHDNCMC IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY... I'm not sure how clock feels about it or if he even realized they actually saw him that way since they are. Very confusing and unclear about those things sometimes. Sjskdk
it could come up again the future! you never know....give us the crumbs...bpleas.....
it's OK I'll play in my sandbox with my au centered around the three
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3ternalslumber · 3 years
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Rest? More Like Stressed™
!! Third day of @analogicalweek​ !! Check my Masterpost for odd days, and my Art Masterpost for even days.
TW: vague feelings of drowning, angst (hurt/comfort)
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Downstairs may have been dark and quiet, but it wasn’t safe. Nowhere was safe — under his covers being the only exception. Unfortunately, the kitchen was where the water was, so downstairs he tread.
Slippered feet almost inaudible, he tip-toed down the hall, towards the stairs. He couldn’t have been more grateful for the soft carpet at that moment. Waking the others would’ve been a disaster — both because they’d be awake and it’d be his fault, and they’d see him like that.
The commons was just as dark as he’d predicted. More cautious, he managed to get himself a glass of water without the aid of a light, and had begun to ascend the steps when someone interrupted his quest.
“Logan?”
Side in question spun, glass in hand. He squinted through the blinding emptiness ahead of him.
“What are you doing up so early in the morning?” The voice was low and strained, as if the person had been crying.
It took a moment to process what was said.
“Virgil?”
“The one and only.”
Logan could figuratively hear the half-hearted eye roll. “What are you doing in the dark?”
“Could ask you the same thing,” Virgil replied sarcastically. “Oh, wait.”
He passed the cup between his hands, staring down at where he presumed his hands were. “Nightmare. You?”
Virgil shrugged — not that Logan would be able to see that. “Couldn’t sleep, so I came down here. Just release some of that excess energy, y’know?” Logan hummed in agreement. “Are you .. are you doing alright?”
He considered the question. Was he okay? He couldn’t remember the contents of the dream but the feelings — ugh, feelings — that made his throat constrict and chest heave remained. His eyes swelled as the emotions crashed back, a tsunami swallowing him whole.
Logan broke the suffocating silence with a choked “yeah.”
“Doesn’t sound like it,” Virgil muttered.
Logan could hear him shuffle closer, though muffled through the water that wasn’t there. He fought for deep breaths, a not-quite-successful attempt to silence the deafening pounding of his heart. The hand placed above his elbow didn’t help — but in a different way. The touch was akin to a beacon, a light in a stormy sea. He swam towards it.
Virgil led Logan towards the couch, careful of anything in the way and sat beside him.
In a voice just above a whisper, Virgil asked, “would you like to talk about it? You don’t have to.”
Logan swallowed around the lump in his throat. He shook his head.
“That’s alright, we can just hang out if you don’t want to be alone.” His tone was nonchalant, but with no facial expression to make the facade complete, Logan could hear the silent plead to stay.
Grabbing a blanket from the back of the couch, he unfolded it and wrapped it around their shoulders. “Is this okay?” Logan asked, wondering idly if his mumbles were coherent.
Virgil smiled and rested his cheek against Logan’s shoulder in reply.
They sat there, wrapped in each other's presence for no longer than two minutes when Logan remembered why he came down there in the first place. His dream .. a heaping loneliness cascaded over him, weighing his feet with cinder blocks. He sunk slowly, eyes only being able to glimpse at the moon overhead. He couldn’t look away. He frowned. The moon was getting bigger. And bigger.
“Logan?”
He turned, trying to find Virgil’s eyes in the dark mass of which was a vague outline of him. Virgil eased the glass of water out of his vice grip, setting it down on a nearby surface.
“You’re shaking.” He said it with such a matter of fact, Logan felt the urge to take out a notebook to write notes. Virgil shifted closer to him, “if you want, I have a weighted blanket in my room.”
Logan nodded, “that sounds good,” he slurred.
Virgil took him in his arms, and steered him up the stairs and towards his room. Pushing the door open, Logan shielded his eyes. A soft white lamp sat lit in the corner, covered in a web-patterned lampshade. The rest of the room held a similar aesthetic to when he’d been in it a few years prior — with the exception of art or photographs the other sides participated in hanging on the walls and that, this time, the room resembled Thomas’ bedroom.
The purple side pushed Logan to the messily made bed; he didn’t object and sat on the soft mattress. It contrasted strongly to his firm bed. Virgil returned with a deep purple blanket. Opting for the spot between Logan and the closet, he tugged the blanket around them.
“Is this better?” He whispered. Now that Logan could see, the first thing he observed was that Virgil was not wearing makeup. The second was the pink flush of his cheeks and nose.
He pressed their shoulders together as a response.
He was treading water at this point. But that’s alright, he thought, as he looked up at the moon.
Virgil shifted so they laid down with the blanket over them.
A shadow cast over him, an arm outstretched. A familiar man smiled down at him. He grabbed the hand.
He licked his lips. He wasn’t sure why he felt hesitant to ask him a simple question. “Virgil?”
“Mm?” With Virgil’s eyes closed, Logan was free to examine every part of his face. Under the makeup, dark circles of constant exhaustion marked his skin. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting: freckles, maybe? He shook the thought from his head.
“Are you okay?”
One of Vigil’s eyes peeled open. “What do you mean?”
“I mean..” Logan snuggled deeper into the blanket. “You sounded like you had been crying earlier.”
“Ah.. well, I’m just a little stressed,” Virgil shrugged a shoulder. “Thomas took on more than a few projects recently so I’m working overtime. Nothing to worry about.”
Logan frowned, “I can reschedule and rearrange some things if you’d like.”
He chuckled, much too airy for Logan’s taste. “You don’t have to do that, it’s fine. It’ll pass.”
“But I want to.”
Virgil raised an eyebrow, turning his head to properly watch Logan. “Why?”
Why? WHY? “Because nothing is worth hurting you.”
He shifted uncomfortably. “But Thomas’ dreams-“
“He can find new aspirations, or another way to achieve them,” Logan waved dismissively, offering a small smile. “He can’t, however, replace you.”
“Oh,” Virgil blinked. A steady pink — a different kind from earlier, one that made Logan’s stomach do figurative summersaults — spread over his face. “Well.. thank you.”
“Of course, Virgil,” he said with a smile. You’re my beacon.
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sugas-sweetheart · 3 years
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the matchups I have left - which is like half of them 😭 - are all the ones where I’m like 👁👁 bc idk who to match them with lmao jsjxjsjx I’m sorry for the delay <333
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nibblelinephym · 3 years
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hhnntrngh ngl,, he/him pronouns lookin pretty good rn,,,,, someone send me some asks usin it for me or smthn
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the-moon-pal · 4 years
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May I gently boop the hand beans with your permission?
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Sure thing!
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