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#this is so ugly 🤧🤧
shima-draws · 1 year
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THE WAY RYAN SAYS HIS NAME AND THEIR HUG AND THEM APOLOGIZING TO EACH OTHER AND REAFFIRMING THEIR FRIENDSHIP AND. I’m normal about this. NORMAL
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oranpo · 9 months
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He's giving "I'm inside your walls" type of energy...
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marshmellos · 2 years
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jkgnggj · 1 year
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hii welcome to my little twin stars / kiki and lala themed blog! my pfp is a zoomed in poff bear of a drawing i commissioned my friend @aoki553 i like to combine my love for little twin stars with my other interests, in this case tori (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠。⁠*⁠♡
i post / rb any toritsuka reita content I can get my hands on (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠) i try posting daily (for now) feel free to msg me or ask me anything! i take drawing reqs and ff prompt suggestions! im always looking for new friends and other tori enjoyers <333
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˳⁺⁎˚꒰ఎ about me ໒꒱˚⁎⁺˳
my name is ruby but you can call me ruchan ♡ im currently 19 my pronouns are she/her i speak spanish and english and im an artist, writer, cosplayer, roleplayer, and the number one toritsuka reita enjoyer (self proclaimed) xp
i like fairy kei fashion, pastels, unicorns, cats, musicals, sanrio esp kiki and lala / little twin stars ☆
i enjoy watching slice of life, sports animes, and anything involving delinquent / yakuza characters, the fictional character im currently obsessed with and have dedicate this blog to is my baby boy ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡ toritsuka reita from saiki k ♡⁠˖⁠꒰⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠⑅⁠꒱
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˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ tags ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳
#mikorei monday
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ every monday i try posting / reblogging mikoto aiura x reita toritsuka related posts (art, hcs, coms, ffs, etc.)
#torikechi tuesday
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ every tuesday i try posting / reblogging touma akechi x reita toritsuka related posts (art, hcs, coms, ffs, etc.)
#yumetori wednesday
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ every wednesday i try posting / reblogging chiyo yumehara x reita toritsuka related posts (art, hcs, coms, ffs, etc.)
#torisai thursday
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ every thursday i try posting / reblogging kusuo saiki x reita toritsuka related posts (art, hcs, coms, ffs, etc.)
#satori saturday
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ every saturday i try posting / reblogging hiroshi satou x reita toritsuka related posts (art, hcs, coms, ffs, etc.)
#ruchan writes
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ tag i use for when i post / promote my fics (my ao3 acc is the same as this one, as well as my twt, insta, discord in case anyone wants to talk thru those platforms instead)
#ruchans art
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ tag i use when i post my art, whether it be my half of an art trade, a gift for a friend or just a drawing i thought id share with everyone <3 i only do traditional art as of now
#ruchan rambles
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ tag i use for mainly text posts of me rambling about my hcs or aus
#commission
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ tag i use for keeping track of all the amazing drawings ive commissioned (im the number one lu-kario fan btw (also self proclaimed))
#art trade
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ tag i use for keeping track of all my wonderful art trades with friends and mutuals :> i try tagging their tumblr or instagram so anyone can follow if theyd like <3
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˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ misc ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳
ofc I cant promise ill be able to post every single day or that ill post stuff thats specific for the theme / tag of the day, sometimes ill post torisai stuff on a monday if i really feel like it (⁠。⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ and theres gonna be times i wont be able to post or run out of stuff to post but ill do my best to stick to this schedule ive set! ʕ⁠ ⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠ʔ⁠ᕤ☆ also if u have any suggestions for what the theme for fridays and sundays should be then pls lmk! I'm thinking psychickers sunday and art trade fridays? name still pending...
anyways i hope u enjoy ur visit, baii ~ ♡⁠(⁠˃͈⁠ ⁠દ⁠ ⁠˂͈⁠ ⁠༶⁠ ⁠)
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babycactus · 1 year
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i no longer know how to romanticize the little things. everything be annoying and ugly af
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killuaisaprincess · 1 year
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Even when he helps take Killua’s helmet off…
He’s careful when slipping his fingers near his chin to undo the buckle, and Killua’s heart races. He used to hate this feeling… but now… it makes him feel so…
He lunges forward, the edge of his helmet, slamming into Gon’s chest, curling up as much as possible.
“Easy.”
Gon breathes in with a wince, clearly having had the air knocked out of his lungs. But he can’t help but smile fondly. How can he be mad when Killua clings to him? Not only is it cute, but it makes him happy to know Killua feels safe enough around him to do so.
“Let me take your helmet off, okay? Then we can cuddle as much as you want.”
Killua shifts away, hiding a pout, and Gon unbuckles the helmet, pulling it off Killua’s head.
His hair is all frizzy, sticking out in every what way, some plastered to his cheeks, the rest airborne.
It’s downright adorable.
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yourqueenb · 2 years
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No because why do they both look like they’re trying to hide baby bumps?!
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ortensiawhiskers · 2 years
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Realized I’m going to have to draw Tim drake suit for this joke nooooooo
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6pck · 2 years
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the fact that i could’ve made a lot of money off of my mh collection…
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So you're ageist...
You won't be calling me ageist when I steal old man Xehanort's ex husband
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horroronfilm · 21 days
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allofuswantgwinam · 9 months
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listennn 😭😭 im kinda mad bc i don’t go to the gas station by my house on purpose bc one of the dudes that works there is in love with me and it’s annoying but he actually did some cute shit tonight and I’m mad about it 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I’ve been lucky the past few times and he hasn’t been there but of course he is tn, but this mfer when he handed me my rillo and very slowly gave me my change and I was like “pls” because he kills me
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he fucking “grabbed” the heart on my tattoo and then put it on his heart and I was like “goodbye 🤣🤣” and drove off but I’ll give him that one, the shit was cute but he needs to stop fr 💀💀🤣
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jamesbukkakebarnes · 1 year
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wizardofgore · 1 year
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NOOOOOOOOO this guy im talking to from hinge is so cute like why am I reading the azerbaijan wikipedia page rn!!
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everlocked · 1 year
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also i don’t know how i’m cycling through dance mom girls hyperfixations so fast when i’m only on s2 and jojo isn’t even on it yet but anyway 😮‍💨
jojo is so inspiring because she gets an insane amount of hate over the way she acts, dresses, talks, sings, literally everything and even though the hate gets to her she never tones it down or stops being herself. absolute baby gay icon she is 🫶🏳️‍🌈
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Silent Treatment
Word count: 941
Warnings: angst, lack of communication within a relationship, that's about it? Anyways silent treatment is bad communicate with those you love this is purely for fiction purposes don't do this in real relationships.
An: wrote this on my freewrite for a word sprint whole heavily sick on the couch (still am🤧) so if there are any major spelling or formatting errors blame my Samsung and the tumblr app.
Pairing: Simon Riley x Fem!Reader
If there's one thing Simon Riley can't stand it's the silent treatment.
He's used to anger. Knows it well and knows his own. Something nasty and rotten that boils inside of him, festering until he can extract it from his veins through the catharsis of violence under the command of his captain or splitting his knuckles open in an empty gym late in the night.
A man who spent his childhood fed insults and violence at the hand of his father has no qualms with a belly full of rage.
But oh, your silence all but starves him.
It isn't passive aggressive avoidance. There's no tight lipped smile as you insist everything is fine when the truth is standing before you both, because that'd give him plausible deniability. There'd still be that surface level communication no matter how empty it rang.
You offer him something so much worse.
Absolutely nothing.
At first, he's content to roll his eyes and let you stew. You want to act like a petulant little child? Fine by him. You can't beat Ghost at a game of solitude, he'll win every fucking time, sweetheart.
But then you slip by him in the hall, turning your shoulder to avoid his own brawny frame when before you would reach your hand out by just a millimeter so your fingertips would graze his own if only for a second.
By Christ, you might as well have backhanded him.
It makes him feel something ugly knotted deep in his chest. His body begins to itch down to the very bone when days past and you've yet to speak or for fuck's sake acknowledge him in anyway.
It's stupid and immature and childish.
YOU are stupid and immature and childish.
He's content to simply sit in his own silence and be done with it. He's left men and women for less than a passive aggressive attempt at an apology.
But while you slide into your stoic silence like a hot bath after an exhausting day, Simon singes his skin down to the bone on his. 
Perhaps it's ironic. That a man called "Ghost" is so uncomfortable with his own silence being gifted back to him that he turns to mild annoyances to gain a reaction from you.
Knocking your shoulder as you pass by one another, looming over you to grab something off of a shelf, entirely invading your personal space when it's unnecessary to press his body to yours in some hope of a twitch, a sigh, anything for you to show him that you're still in there aside from a closed mouth and empty eyes.
He'll find himself scratching at his scalp until the skin is raw and his fingers are tinted red.
Scream at him. Insult him. Hit him. Use him. All that is familiar territory.
Anything but silence.
When you return back to your apartment and find the entire place overwhelmed with the stench of cigarettes, he hopes it's the catalyst. That was your cardinal rule afterall, no smoking inside. One he could only get away with after he's fucked you to exhaustion and you're too comfortable to lift your head from his chest to scold him for indulging his self-destrictive habits in your own bed.
The pack is three quarters finished by the time you get home, the cigarette between his fingers is all but crushed flat as he watches you slip off your shoes and take soft steps towards him until you stand between his knees.
A myriad of comments sit behind his teeth, ready to be spit in your face. Wanting to ask if youre done with your childish charade and gotten it all out of your system, or maybe you've finally cracked because youre so lonely you can't help but come to him for a proper fuck because nobody will make you feel like he does.
But he says none of it. Simon Riley simply waits, and stares at you with tired eyes like a discarded shelter dog.
"I'm tired, Simon."
Your voice, my God had he missed it so much, sounds almost raw to his ears. A rasp to it that makes him wonder if you'd been crying.
Beneath the guilt, a sick part of him, just big enough to whisper above his conscience, feels a satisfaction in knowing he matters enough for you to shed tears in his name.
"I know."
"I don't like this. I don't like feeling like-" your words die in your throat as your face begins to scrunch up, forcing the whine in the back of your mouth to halt so you can uphold the facade of strength and resilience you told yourself you would on the car ride over here.
But then you look down and see the tired eyes of the man you don't know what to call to you and feel yourself wanting nothing more than to crumble in his arms.
“I know.”
A scarred hand gently grasps your thigh, slowly guiding you closer until you fold into his lap. Your own hands rise to cup his face, savoring the way he leans into your touch.
"We can't keep doing this."
"I know."
Despite his lack of words, you hear him perfectly.
You know he'll say sorry. He knows you'll say it as well. He'll tell you he's going to try and you'll accept it.
He knows he'll fuck it up again. As do you.
But now, as you tuck your face into the crook of his shoulder and pretend to not feel him shake and tremble in your arms, he vows to himself to make sure he never drives you to silence again.
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