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#me appealing to my trans audience#those being a decent chunk of my followers#obvi not complaining about that lol just kind of interesting imo#anyways banjo frog!#love banjo frog#what if we kissed under the banjo frog blanket???#jkjk#....unless?
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I want that clodsire...
#pokemon#pokemon masters ex#pokemon rika#clodsire#oh to be a clodsire plsuh with spines out#anyways#i have to make my daily jojo shitpost mwah mwah#i know i havent written in awhile ill make something eventually maybe#playing too much new leaf to even open a google doc and pretend to make progress#kiss kiss xoxo i love you <3333
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Pokémon F/F Ship Tournament - Semifinals, Matchup 1
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Saw one of these posted by one of my mutuals and was inspired to dig up all of them and put them in one post. Throwing the question out there for all my female followers, which one or ones do you feel best describe you? As for me I always seem to find myself with girls who are a mix of the "Soft cute" and " Anxious" Gf types lol
Every pictured credited to @faollan_art on Twitter and IG
#anxious gf is literally me...#except maybe im clingier idk#is this self slander? idk#anyways i have been shitposting about jojo siwa's kiss looking outfit for like a week now#and i cant stop help#me when the swamp monster#unrelated bu t i had to put it somewhere
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oh boy i have messages on tumblr.com i sure hope they aren't from a bot telling me to meet hot singles on a seedy website. that would be so very unfortunate.
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I hope everyone gets to see this
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The Alola games poll was to test a hypothesis but now that it's out there I'm actually curious.
genuinely have no idea what the consensus is and to what degree on this so I'm curious
#ooo i love me a gen 3 game#ruby may have been my first pokemon game but i have to give it to emerald#its just... its just kinda of better ha#but oras is also very solid#if nothing because of the motherfucking dexnav#love you dexnav mwah#also being able to fly to any route was very fun i miss that
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am i going to die if i put this in my house
#stardew valley#sdv 1.6 spoilers#i got it at some point in the dangerous mines i guess??#i looked in my inventory and it was there#i guess being cryptic fits this uh thing
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after banging my head on emblem ike abyssal for far too long, busted this out and won first try rhea fans stay winning <3 <3 <3
#fire emblem heroes#feh#sorry for feh posting on main it will probably happen again#anyways#ike literally cant touch her on enemy phase#atk/res scowl takes away his great aether and hardy bearing makes him go first#she takes less damage then she heals after combat#so i just sat her infront of him for like four turns as he slowly chipped away at his own health#kissy kissy i love you miss rhea#<3 this is an emblem ike violence zone <3
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We All Love O'Nare of the Glitterati <3
Listen, I know that she’s married to Boy Toy McGee, but she’s too perfect for an April Fool’s post for me to pass up, so let’s just assume that she’s not. Or maybe you’re just a side piece. Or he's the side piece. I never really decided.
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Obviously, when you first see O’Nare, you fall head over heels for her, because who wouldn’t? She’s so wonderfully beautiful and charitable, it’s hard to resist her pull. And she, in tow, fell in love with you thanks to the positive energy radiating from your being.
Originally, she believed you to just be another commoner, a rare commodity for the likes of her, sparking intrigue. It wasn’t often that she got to interact with the common folk, leading to her seeking you out for your opinions about certain matters. She makes sure to pay you for your time, of course. She loves to spread charity to the commoners.
Once you both fall, it’s only a matter of time before she spills her true feelings for you. She never thought a commoner would be the one to catch her heart, but she wasn’t about to let such a catch slip through her fingers. Besides, getting with you would allow her to cherish you in lavish luxury, give you a life you deserved.
Being the President of Paldea Realty, she is often very busy, but loves to take trips with her dearest Billy in search of true beauty in the region, visiting both major landmarks for inspiration and remote areas to clear her mind. Bringing you along brings her great joy. She loves eating up your time, enjoying the positivity of Paldea’s landscape alongside your positive aura.
Alongside throwing you some cash when you join her, you will also receive incredible pearls of wisdom. She seeks to guide you through life, ensuring you walk down the path of beauty and positive energy rather than one that is dingy and dull.
Battles are the true path to her heart. Despite all of her… eccentric tendencies, O’Nare strive to understand more about the world and people around her. Even if they may seem dull and small in comparison to her wonderfully lavish life, she understands that beauty and positivity can be found in all things if you look deep enough. And what better way to learn more about the people around you than to battle them?
Although, while she loves to battle and to spread riches among the less fortunate, she does hate to see her darling Arbolivia and Persian get hurt. Alas, it is a small sacrifice that she must put up with, making sure to use the best medicine and plenty of PDA to make it up to them after the fact.
Along with those two, I assume she has at least three or four Meowths in her egregiously sized mansion, with personal attendants to ensure maximum happiness. She prefers the Kantonian variant, but also appreciates the Alolan form. The Galarian form, on the other hand… she believes they deserve just as much love as the others, but she is also aware of the destruction they can bring to the objects around them, along with how much they shed. Although, if you wanted one, she would be willing to make an exception. Love is a powerful thing, after all.
Speaking of her home, it’s, as expected as of a billionaire, fucking massive and also terribly furnished. I hate to say it, but O’Nare has rich person taste, meaning her home is full of weird ass furniture. Inconvenient chairs and uncanny statues and rooms dedicated to niche hobbies that no normal person would ever think would need a full room to complete are littered all over her home.
Originally, I was going to peg her down as a sugar mommy, but I don’t think that’s quite the case (I also kinda gave that roll to Geeta so that spot was taken). You aren’t a sugar baby in this relationship, you’re a trophy wife. She dresses you in the finest luxury brands and styles and brings you to all kinds of fancy smancy rich people events to show you off.
No price is too high for someone such as herself. Simply name anything you want and she will get it for you, no questions. O’Nare enjoys the feeling of spending money on someone she cares for, so don’t be shy to ask for anything that may cross your mind, big or small.
Of course, she will also shower you with gifts whenever she finds something you might like. She doesn’t care how expensive her gifts may be, so don’t even try to deny them because they seem too nice to just take without anything in return. Your love and devotion is a far greater gift to her than anything money could buy.
Also it took me reading through the Bulbepedia page to realize that their names (Billy and O’Nare) was a play on billionaire woops.
#pokemon x reader#o'nare x reader#pokemon o'nare#your april fools headcanons milord#i got distracted while spitting this into a document watching asmr woops#its still done on time tho#so does it really matter?#anyways#i have got to get back to my farm wife bye bye
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Two for two on Leon posts written in the middle of the night where I promptly flop back into bed. I just think Leon has a lot of ship potential. I don't even ship characters much, I don't really ship Leon with anyone in particular, but he's got good matchs.
Like. You have Sonia. Classic setup of childhood friends who drifted apart from one another and reconnect years afterwards and find there is definitely some spark between them. (I also wholly believe that the two "dated" when they were kids, but because they were kids they didn't understand romance and just forgot about it entirely. Didn't even hold hands because ew cooties.)
And you also have Raihan. And it's like... they're rivals, what more should I say. It's not even a "bro you're making our esteemed rivalry look gay" situation, they can just so easily mesh as rivals AND bfs with minimal bending of canon.
Those are obviously the most popular two (unless I'm really out of the loop), but then you have the smaller ships that you don't see as much that still just work. Like, I don't see much of Leon and Piers together, but they work. Perfect human sunshine and brooding vampire combo. I can't think of the actual phrase to use but I think that gets the point across.
You could pin him up with Kabu, sure, Leon can get down with the foxy grandpa. Fuck it, you could put him with, like, Meloney, and it would be fine. He deserves to be with a milf, as a little treat. You could ship him with fucking Wes from Pokemon Colleseum for the Nintendo Gamecube and it would seem understandable. He would do that, your honor, keep scrolling.
idk i'm tired night
#pokemon#pokemon leon#champion leon#oh no... ship tags#lionheartshipping#truerivalshipping#why are pokemon ships names just so... not normal who makes these#desertsportshipping#<- i think thats the one for leon and wes??? maybe??#idk he is also just really easy for selfship/oc x canon sheningans bc he is very much perfect boyfriend material#like here is your wonderful champion of a man who's biggest flaw is his inability to be open and vulnerable with the people around him bc h#believes he has to be the best and strongest person who others rely on while never having problems himself#and guess what... you can fix him#more like you can help him open up i guess but the line is funnier#is it really a late night post from bae if i dont vomit in the tags?#also not proofreading this i will do it in the morn#kisses you on the forehead goodnight sugar i luv you#go to bed if you are sleepy or havent in awhile it is what leon would want
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Enough of all of this popular posting. This is literally me. If you even care or whatever.
#um... what do i tag this#erm what the flip#drawing#oc#she is me but an oc i guess... dr pepper ghostly girl in thigh highs#oh god dont look at the headband i didnt clean it up oopsie#i gave up idk#dr pepper#lseeping time :))))))
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now in color. i know the shading is kind of wake but it is what it do.
my haley brain rot is terminal, sorry
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my haley brain rot is terminal, sorry
#stardew valley#haley stardew valley#haley stardew valley pls answer my dms#\(^ヮ^)/#allergy medicine makes me eepy... makes my hand wobbly#idk im tired#and my hands are shakin#if that wasnt obvious i guess? my brain dont be working sorry girls#haley could ficx me#mwah mwah#idk how to draw anymore#go easy on my handwriting writing with a mouse is not easy#(my handwriting just isnt great to begin with but um not the point)#anyways i just saw someone simping for baldi from baldi's basics so imma log off#night night sleep tight treat the bedbugs right
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what do you mean the green rain has arrived???
#stardew valley#green rain#sdv 1.6 spoilers#this event is kind of everything to me#it just comes out of no where without explanation#and gus' letter just like 'saloon is open to anyone who is scared shitless' just made the atmosphere so bizarre#i love green rain tho mmmm moss#so much moss...
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came up with a better title by which i mean this is what has been haunting me everytime i looked at the post and i'm making it everyone else's problem
Girl Dinner
Cynthia x Fem! Reader
Cynthia was always so busy, even during your dates. But every now and then, she finds a way to make it up to you.
“-Yeah, about that… Work’s keeping me late tonight. A new challenger arrived a few minutes ago, so I’m not off the hook until they are gone.”
“Oh, I see… Well, I’ll be waiting for you at home, then. Just let me know when you’re on your way so that I can get dinner warmed up for you.”
“You don’t need to do that, babe, I might be out pretty late. I’ll make sure to text when I leave, but don’t feel the need to stay up for my sake.”
You pause, unsure of how to respond for a second. You unconsciously tap the phone next to your ear with your fingers, hoping to hide your disappointment at the unfortunate news your girlfriend bestowed upon you. A quiet sigh passes through your lips, your name coming from the other side of the phone recapturing your attention.
“Hey, I know that we haven’t had time to ourselves recently, but I’ll make sure to spend as much time as possible with you the second I have free time, okay?”
“It’s not your fault that you have to work late, love, but I’ll be looking forward to it… so make sure to kick their ass for me.” Cynthia’s laugh, even muffled through the phone, is enough to bring a smile back onto your face.
“Ha! The kid’s only at Bertha right now, but if they make their way up to me, I’ll make sure to win, just for you. Love you.”
“I love you, too.” Another sigh drops from your lips, as you gently lower your phone to the kitchen counter below. You meant what you said, that it wasn’t her fault she was stuck at work, nor was it her fault for being busy with important archeological studies, nor was there much she could do to stop people from approaching her in public for pictures, or autographs, or battles, or whatnot…
But you couldn’t help but be a little disappointed whenever it happened. You felt bad about it, incredibly bad about it, but you couldn’t fend off the feeling, and Cynthia knew that intimately, as well, and knowing that made you feel a tiny bit worse. The odd pang in your heart weighed down by selfishness.
Because it was selfish to feel that way, in your mind, at least, even if Cynthia told you otherwise. Even when she told you that you’re allowed, if not entitled, to be selfish at times in your relationship, that you have the right to be disappointed when your plans get interrupted, even if it’s not your lover’s fault.
You push yourself away from the counter, wrapping up your girlfriend’s dinner to be placed in the fridge, busy to get your mind off of things for a moment, less you droop over the poor counter feeling bad for yourself until the light of your life came home. The dishes stacked in the sink never seemed so welcoming.
Rolling up your sleeves, you can’t help but let your mind wander back to Cynthia. Thinking about her is a normal activity for you, sure, but when your mind gets muddled with negativity, it’s difficult to trudge out of it in full. Normally, you could distract yourself with thoughts of your wonderful dates, but now it was hard to gleam over how many of them end.
Thinking about the picnic you two had last week, you smile at the memory of how the sun glinted in her eyes and how it reflected, almost blindingly so, off of her blonde hair, and the playful banter you exchanged while laying in the warmth of the sun, both outstretched on the soft blanket below, but you can’t help but remember how it ended, with her receiving a sudden call from work, prompting her to leave suddenly, followed by countless apologies.
You could also think about the times that you went out into town, to get food or to see a movie or to go shopping or to the museum or anything else of note, only to be stopped by fans, approaching with wide smiles and shocked expressions, asking for her attention for a few moments. She made the effort to keep interactions short and sweet, not wanting to take away time for your date, but she was too kind to just shoo them away outright (not that you would ask her to do so).
Arceus above, what you would give to spend time outside with her with no interruptions. Sure, you could always spend time in the confines of your home, where no prying eyes could see you, where you both opened up fully, vulnerable, to one another, and you loved those times immensely, but you would love to explore dates outside of said walls, to date like normal people do, without fame or influence.
Even then, though, you’d still give a lot for her to come home earlier than midnight, whether she be wrapped up in the league or out of the region to look at fancy ruins, to spend time wrapped in each other’s arms, talking quietly in bed, as if the world itself would hear anything above a whisper. To spend time with each other, with no regards to the time slipping you by or the dishes in the sink.
…But, to be fair, there are a lot of things you would rather be doing than putting sponge to dish, then hands under scalding water. It helped time pass, at least, because sooner rather than later, Cynthia would be home, and you’d have her dinner pulled out already, and sit with her as she talks about her day, about this hot shot challenger trying to snatch her crown during the dark of night.
Once she was back, you’d talk all you liked, until you would practically push her to bed, knowing about the weariness that’d settled into her bones from a long day. And for now, that would do. Seeing each other each night and each early morning would hold your attention quota for the time being, and in time you’d both have your chance to pull away from everyone else and focus on nothing but each other, just as your relationship has always gone.
“Are you sure-”
“Yes, I’m positive, everything is going to go perfectly, dear.” Cynthia stands behind you in the mirror, fingers flowing and cutting through your hair. “You look wonderful, by the way.”
“You were the one who asked me to dress my best.” You roll your eyes playfully, but are deeply grateful for the compliment. Cynthia was no slouch, either, deliciously black dress hugging her curves, simultaneously showing too much yet too little skin.
“And you delivered, just like you always do.” She shoots a warm smile your way, locking eyes through the mirror’s reflection, before connecting a thin, metal clasp at the base of your neck, the necklace she had bought for you for your first anniversary. She fiddles with it for a second, admiring her work, before pressing a kiss to your temple.
“Now then, are you ready? We wouldn’t want to be late for dinner.”
“I’m ready thanks to your finishing touch, yeah.” You nod, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear as you exit the bathroom, watching your lover walk to the kitchen and then to the front door, keys in hand. She had told you excitedly the day before about the dinner reservations she had made. It was a fancier place than you were used to, but you couldn’t help the excitement bubbling up in your core.
“Then, let’s get going.” The smile on her face was dangerously contagious, both trodding to the car with pep in your step, albeit with care. It would be an unfortunate end to date night if you were to trip and fall due to clumsiness or a broken heel and end up making out with the concrete of the driveway.
You chat about your day on the drive to the mysterious restaurant she had picked out, having not done so earlier. Typically, that would be the first thing you talked about when both at home, but she was spurring you on to get ready the second she crossed the threshold. It seems like she wanted to keep your mind off of whatever she was planning, and was doing a good job, at the very least, as you have no idea how much time passed between stepping into the car and stepping out of it.
With your hand in hers, she leads you into an elegant building, leading to you admiring the fancy, if not overly expensive, interior, as she talks to the receptionist and, after a short walk, brings you to a table. Looking out the window to your side, you had no idea that you were so high up, off of the ground, until gazing down at the city lights below.
“Well… do you like it? I’ve been looking at this place for some time now, but they’re almost always packed.” Cynthia props herself up on her arm, watching the light twinkling in your eyes.
“It’s beautiful…” The words roll off of your tongue subconsciously. It takes a second to tear your eyes away from the cityscape below and back to your lover, and then to the seats around you. “Are… are we alone?”
“That we are. Getting a room to ourselves wasn’t easy. I had to pull a few strings, but I knew it would be worth it, if nothing but to see your reaction.” Her expression brightens, as if saying ‘and it was worth it’ without needing the words.
Thankfully, the room wasn’t too large, seeming to be a private venue to be rented out. Otherwise, it would have felt much more awkward, surrounded by empty tables as far as the eye could see. And maybe there was a slight, quiet echo whenever you spoke, but it was hard to care at the moment. Not when the world’s most beautiful woman was at your side.
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