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zhinchino · 2 months
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I drew @snuff--y 's genderswap Juliarandy :3333
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PLS DONT BULLY ME FOR THE SANRIO CHARACTER CHOICE 😭😭😭
IK SHE WOULD PROVAVLY PICK KUROMI BUT LIKE 😓😓😓😓😓😓😓
HERES THE LINK TO THE POST SINCE IDK HOW PEOPLE QUOTE THEM IN THE UNDERLINED TEXT THING😁😁😁 (noob tumblr user) 💥💥💥💥
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queen0fm0nsterz · 2 years
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am back with my antics
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rubyreduji · 9 months
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is anyone else...intensely sobbing?? just me? okay
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prettybard · 2 years
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NO NO I CANT HANDLE THIS WHAT THE FUCK IS THISNSKDJKADKKSC
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nathanialhowe · 7 months
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bg3 is so funny to me cus i replay the start and get to end of act 1/all of act 2 and im like "this is the coolest game ever. its so good" and i play the beginning of act 3 and im like this still fucks...so cool...then i get to the end and im like "was i lying? is this game shit? is this game bad all the way down?"
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chirpsythismorning · 2 years
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The Duffers literally light the left side of Mike’s face during intimate moments with Will (the same side his heart is on), while in contrast, leaving it in the shadows during his monologue to El + major moments involving El (feat. Will)…
And y’all expect me to believe byler isn’t endgame????
Based on this big brain analysis
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spooky-kakashi · 1 month
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riddlingwife · 3 months
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god... oh my dearest lord...
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frogmascquerade · 4 months
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I CANNOT STOP THINKING ABOUT NCUTI GATWA AND RUBY SUNDAY. OH I LOVE THEM
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texasbama · 2 years
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I am so in love with their love omg🥹💖
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unidentifiable-body · 2 years
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BRUHHHH I WOULD LEGIT DIE FOR SIMON PETRIKOV FROM ADVENTURE TIME HES SO ADORABLE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I WANT TO KISS HIMMMM 😭😭😭
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possum-tooth · 2 years
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tipsy <3
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neiyuu · 4 months
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meeting one of your partner's ex is wild guys.
THEY ARE ALL SO FUCKING GORGEOUS LIKE WTF MAN ???? I swear one of them looks like a fucking mannequin, wtf dude why ?? wtf wtf wtf wf ???
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nathanialhowe · 8 months
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refs for myself
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rainbowbeanstyles · 2 years
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im so saaaaaad all i keep hearing is newborn puppies crying and i dont know what to dooo
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another-lost-mc · 6 months
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candy prompts: barbatos + sweet
before the angels take you on a little vacation to the celestial realm, barbatos has a gift for you.
pairing: barbatos x gn!reader
content: sfw. fluff. domestic bliss, mutual pining, a teensy bit of angst (he just loves you so much and he's gonna miss you~). oh, and kissing.
word count: 1.4k these are supposed to be short wtffff
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The castle kitchen is bustling with activity when you push the door open and step inside. Luke and Barbatos both turn their heads and welcome you as they finish their little pet project. The young angel is especially excited to see you and he gestures towards the counter where all his hard work is displayed. "Look at how much we made! The other angels are going to be thrilled, don't you think?"
Luke has told you countless stories about Michael and the other angels he admires in the Celestial Realm, and most of them love sweets. However, you're not sure that explains why there's nearly a dozen pastry boxes stacked high on the countertop in front of you. You have no doubt they’re all filled to the brim with cookies and cupcakes and other sugary treats Luke wants to bring on this trip to visit his home realm.
It's possible Luke went overboard just a little bit, but you share an amused look with Barbatos over the angel's shoulder. Luke’s excitement is contagious and you can't help but return his giddy smile with one of your own.
"You know what? I'm sure all of your friends are going to be very excited when they see what you've made for them." You ruffle his hair and bite your lip to stifle a laugh when a poof of flour floats in the air around him and settles like a dusting of white snow on his shoulders.
Thinking practically, there's no way Luke can safely carry all these packages on his own; the tower of boxes is taller than he is! This many boxes would be a struggle even if you helped him, but it seems Barbatos has already solved the dilemma for you. He glances at something—someone—behind you. Out of the corner of your eye, you recognize Number Two who pops up out of nowhere. He hovers over your shoulder and nuzzles your cheek in greeting.
(The Little Ds know by now that if they visit the kitchen when their boss and the young angel are baking together, they'll probably get to help taste-test their creations once they're finished. Barbatos warns Luke not to indulge them too much, but the angel can't resist slipping them cookies or bits of cake when the butler's back is turned.)
Barbatos watches fondly for a moment before he clears his throat to get the lesser demon's attention. "Please help Luke take these to the foyer, and do remember to be careful with them. The contents are quite delicate.”
Number Two gives his boss cheeky salute and a wide, toothy smile. With a surprising burst of speed, he rushes forward and takes the first few boxes from the top of the stack. The other lesser demons that were helping with the kitchen clean-up take the opportunity to abandon their chores and help carry the other boxes instead. They all cackle delightfully as the packages teeter precariously in their claw-like grips. Luke yelps nervously and bids you a hasty see you soon! before he rushes after them in a cloud of powdered sugar.
The kitchen is quiet once the others are gone, and something dark on the now-bare counter catches your attention. "Oh, it looks like they forgot one." The box is smaller than the others and decorated differently too. While the others were standard white boxes tied with gold ribbon, this one is black and tied with a bow of emerald-green.
Barbatos brushes your side when he steps up the counter and he looks pleased that he managed to surprise you. "Actually, this is a gift for you, dearest. I hope you'll enjoy it while you're gone." He tips his head towards the box and encourages you to open it. It looks too pretty to open, but you do as he asks and tug carefully on the ends of the bow before lifting the lid and peering inside.
It takes a moment for you to realize what you're looking at. There's a large tin of loose leaf tea, his personal custom blend. There's a row of individually-wrapped scones that smell faintly of cinnamon and vanilla bean. Nestled inside a layer of tissue paper is a small jar of midnight-berry jam; you already know it's made from fruit he picked himself in the castle gardens.
His presents for you have always been thoughtful, his sense of practicality perfectly blended with his own selfish desire to impress you somehow. You already cherish this gift as much as any other, despite its apparent simplicity.
To anyone else, this would be nothing more than a small selection of Devildom breakfast fare for your week-long excursion to the Celestial Realm.
To you, it's Barbatos's way of providing you with something comforting to drink if you feel homesick while you're gone. It's his regret that he can't be there with you and his hope that you'll eat well despite his absence. It's also a promise: like all mornings you've woken up in his bed to find warm tea and scones prepared on a tray nearby, it's because he's thinking of you, the other master he serves willingly with bated breath on bended knee.
For some reason your eyes are watery all of a sudden. The laugh that warbles from you fails to hide the way you sniffle and try to wipe your eyes without him noticing.
"Come here, love." Familiar hands settle lightly on your waist and draw you closer to him, and suddenly you regret agreeing to go on this stupid trip.
"Barbatos, I—" But whatever you're about to say seizes in your throat when someone knocks softly on the kitchen door.
"Sorry to interrupt," Simeon apologizes when he steps inside. He looks between you two guiltily. Barbatos's eyes snap up at the intrusion, and Simeon makes a wise choice to step back at the menacing growl reverberating in the demon's chest. "I wanted to let you know we're ready to leave when you are." He mouths sorry one more time before making a quick retreat. Even though he closes the door behind him, it's pointless—you're out of time for farewells.
A warm puff of air tickles your ear when Barbatos sighs quietly. Goodbyes aren't any easier for him, or at least they aren't when it comes to you.
"It's not often you travel somewhere I cannot follow." As he murmurs his vulnerable confession, his hands dip under the hem of your shirt, seeking the warm comfort of your bare skin. "I'll miss you more than you can imagine," he whispers, and he pauses with indecision.
To hell with it.
He steals a few more moments with you while he can. His warm breath fans lightly across your face when he leans towards you, followed by a soft brush of his lips against the corner of your mouth. The forked tips of his tail tickle your leg when he closes the distance and kisses you properly. It's unhurried and sweet at first, but then his tongue teases the seam of your lips and he answers your muffled sound with needy groans of his own.
Like his gift to you, kissing him feels like a promise that no one in the three realms could love you as fiercely as he does.
When he finally steps back so very reluctantly, your lips are glossy and plump. It soothes the instinctive urge to claim you somehow, and he takes a moment to admire how lovely you are. When he's satisfied, he laces his fingers with yours and leads you from the kitchen.
Simeon and Luke are waiting for you in the foyer when you arrive. The angels are eager to leave, but they don't dare complain about the delay. Even Barbatos knows he needs to see you off safely before he does something reckless.
(It's far too tempting to tuck you away in his room and keep you to himself. None of the others, except perhaps his Young Master, would dare barge into his space to find you.)
He offers insincere apologies to the others for delaying your departure while you pack his gift carefully with the rest of your belongings. You hum as you swipe your tongue across your lips, savoring the taste of him that lingers there. You don't notice that he mirrors the action himself, or that he stares at you with molten, greedy eyes as you step through the portal he conjures for you.
He carries on with his tasks as best he can after you're gone, and it's a surprisingly easy feat. Time passes so quickly when he gets lost in thought imagining all the ways he plans to cherish you when you return.
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