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2aceofspades · 2 days
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HAPPY 3K EMD!!!
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I won't even lie, it took me over a week to think up something special to do to celebrate but aaaaa-!!!
And I won't get too sappy, I promise..But!
I do want to say that I am constantly inspired by and proud of the lovely artists that bring this story to life. Thank you Somni and Teaa for sharing your amazing au 💖 and congratulations on hitting 3k! 🙌✨!!
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midnightmah07 · 1 month
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Daisy pre twst!
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very pleased to report that i tried literally counting sheep last night and got my first full night's sleep in like a week in a long period of sleepless nights!!
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commsroom · 1 year
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once again, wonderful art of eiffel and hera from @quibbs!! 💫
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hero-of-the-wolf · 4 days
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This is a callout post. 🫵🏼 You're doing a great job. The content that you've already created is wonderful and gives a lot of people joy, and the content that you're still creating will be wonderful too. It's okay to take your time.
(I'm going to tag the creators I know the best. Please feel free to tag others too and show them some love!)
@crazylittlejester @luna-lovegreat @skyward-floored @adrift-in-thyme @rustic-space-fiddle
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yunamiudon · 5 months
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The End of the War !!
My codywan piece I did for New Beginnings by @thecodywanzine. Thank you for all the hard work!
(Actually, this was a re-drawing of a piece I did two years ago. I decided to draw this cuz I thought the end of the war is the beginning of their new days.)
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controlmyfeet · 3 months
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i took this picture
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crescentfool · 2 months
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having the hc that minato is ace is incredibly funny sometimes when you think about how ryoji is oh so very bi because it's like. "ah. death stole my ability to be attracted to people," in the same way that ryoji stole minato's eye color and energy level. like wow, thanks ryoji, you just keep finding things to steal from minato!
#persona 3 spoilers#minato arisato#hc and au nonsense#lizzy speaks#happy international asexuality day to my fellow aces out there i hope you know that you are loved!!! 🎊🎉🥳#i like viewing minato with the lens of him being gay / ace. esp bc it stems from my own experiences so it's fun to look at-#him from that perspective even if that's not what was intended by atlus y'know?#and im sure others have other hcs from me that are informed by their own life experiences and i think that's great ^_^#something that i found interesting while playing FES was how. stilted? minato's animations felt when hugging the girls#you could definitely go with the perspective that it's a graphical limitation or they didn't have time to polish the animations#and that's def true!! but sometimes i see the hug @ yakushima beach + the other hugs and then i compare it to the sou/yo hug in p4#and there's like... a noticeable difference to me with how intimate and close together the hugs are...#that said i do know that the animations for reload are updated and the hugs are much more natural (good on them tbh!)#the other thing is (pensive sigh). the way you couldn't reject any of the girls when doing their social links in FES#objectively speaking i'm glad that they did away with that and i like how the rejections were handled in reload. it feels naturally written#but also a part of me enjoyed looking at the “hey atlus what the FUCK” moment and thought of how to interpret it differently#specifically with the idea of minato having like.. little to no autonomy and kind of going along with the relationship#it kind of reminded me of myself tbh with like going along with the rship without considering what you want bc#it's what others want or expect out of you... LOL. i dont think atlus intended for someone to interpret it this way but#eh i think that's the fun part of hcs and looking at characters with certain lenses!#regardless of how you perceive minato i do think there's something to be said about him being the kind of guy who molds himself-#into someone that is needed. not wanted. but needed. important distinction here.#the one caveat my brain runs into when im like “minato is ace!” is when i remember thanatos exists and i go#“you know what these ideas can exist simultaneously” GKLHFHDFHD when in doubt schrodinger's headcanons#anyway that's all i've had this thought in my brain in awhile and haven't sat down to share it properly until now 👍#have an excellent weekend everyone !!! lizzy loves you all lets all nurture our inner yippee!!! 🥺💙
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frostbite-the-bat · 14 days
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i need to share the funniest jackbox quiplash moment ive ever experienced in my life, truly the best birthday gift
thx 4 the fun time gang @spamtoon @fungusfoxart @grahamnesspaysur
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theharddeck · 1 year
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the best me has his arms around you (jake x f!reader)
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pairing: Jake Hangman Seresin x fem!reader
summary: after a long deployment, Jake and his girlfriend share a slowdance after Javy's wedding. this fic was created as a part of @roosterforme 's #love is in the air tgm challenge 💕based off the song yours, by russell dickerson
warnings: none! just some soft, wedding-provoked, feelings if y'all want a part 2 with welcome home smut, do lmk
wc: 1.3k
It was a beautiful wedding.
The evening was cool, illuminated by twinkling lights strung around the courtyard of a historic hotel in Old Town San Diego, weaving among colorful strands of papel picado. Coyote and Cross had said their vows in the golden afternoon and the party had been going strong ever since. You were now at the point in the night where jackets were draped across the backs of chairs, beside high heels that had been unbuckled and abandoned, as guests were too tired to keep up appearances, but having too good of a time to call it a night. 
You liked the height that your heels had given you, but your arches were suffering the consequences; Jake had known you would want to stay on the floor so he’d pulled you into his arms and balanced your bare feet on top of his cowboy boots. The thick leather was sturdy under your toes, and you locked your elbows around his neck and let your boyfriend dance for the both of you. It was more a sway than a dance, a soft and comfortable rocking as Jake moved you around the courtyard. You pressed your face into the soft material of his dress shirt still somewhat disbelieving that he was back. 
He and Javy had been deployed at the worst time, the two of them barely making it back overseas in time for rehearsal dinner. You’d seen Jake last night, but they’d both been exhausted from the travel, and bridesmaids and groomsmen were bunking together anyway, so tonight was the first time you really felt like you had your boyfriend back. 
“You wanna sit down?” Jake asked quietly, his voice rumbling against your cheek. You shook your head against his chest, not wanting to break the moment. To be here, to hold him, to be held—it didn’t matter if your feet were bleeding raw, you’d have stayed. 
So you did stay. 
The DJ wound down, reading the energy shift, moving to softer songs, even taking slow dance requests. Older couples were drifting away, the bride and bridegroom quietly bidding everyone goodnight, until the only ones left were the ones who needed the quietness more than they needed the tradition. Jake’s hand was smoothing up your back slowly, playing with the chiffon gathered at the small of your back. 
Cross had done well in picking bridesmaid dresses that weren’t awful, and you felt more like a Grecian goddess rather than a bridesmaid cliche. You felt Jake’s hand lift, and turned your head to see Harvard and his girl waving goodbye to him as they headed out. Brigham tipped his hat—his actual stetson, since apparently your boyfriend wasn’t the only cowboy in this place—at Jake and when the DJ’s next pick sounded notably more country than the previous selection, you knew it was Brigham’s doing. 
Jake’s arms tightened around you as a steel guitar echoed around the courtyard, and you settled back into him. You’d probably need to call it a night soon; it’d been a long couple of days, and you needed to get back into a rhythm before rejoining the real world after the haze of reunions and the wedding. But for now, this moment was perfect, and you didn’t want to end it. 
Jake coughed quietly, like he had something stuck in his throat but was trying to be quiet about it. Your hand slipped from around the back of his neck to his upper back when he kept coughing, and your brow wrinkled as you pulled back, the peace of the moment evaporating when you saw Jake’s face was red. 
“Let me get you some water—” you started, but Jake didn’t let go of you.
“It’s fine,” he said hoarsely, trying to pull you back into him, but you shook your head, stepping off his shoes. 
“Jake, it’s not; let me—”
Jake huffed, running a hand over his chin, smiling sheepishly at you. His eyes were watery, and you were wondering if you should grab something other than water, when he let out a long breath through his nose.
“It’s the song, honey,” he said, voice gravelly, and you blinked at him. 
“What?” you asked, reaching up to push some of his hair out of his face. As he looked down at you, you realized him clearing his throat was to hide a rush of emotion. Jake pulled at you gently, asking, and you stepped back into his arms, giving him the space he needed to tell you what was going on. 
“Just glad I’m yours, sweetheart,” he whispered into your hair, turning you slowly around the floor.
Your heart clenched at his simple words, overflowing at having him here, having him at all. It was always hard for him to be away, it always hurt, but this sweet man? Made it all worth it.
And he’d scoff at the adjective, probably pull up his shirt to flex his abs or wiggle his eyebrows suggestively while reminding you of his other winning attributes. 
But past all his bravado and charm, past the way he seemed determined to keep people at arm’s length to protect them, past his need to remind people of how good he was, worried they wouldn’t think it unless he told them, past it all, he was a good man. You were just grateful you were the one he let close enough to find it out. 
You wrapped your arms around him again, letting the lyrics of the song settle over you as Jake swayed both of you. 
I came to life when I first kissed you
The best me has his arms around you
You make me better than I was before
Thank God I’m yours
Jake was humming along to the song, and you felt the vibration through his chest. You tightened your arms around him, your eyes closing as you leaned into his chest. 
It felt like peace, being here with him. 
Rocking slowly, held in the cradle of his arms. If you breathed deep, you could catch the remains of his cologne, determinedly lingering hours after it’d been applied, but stronger was the smell of his sweat. Soft and sweet, the familiar scent that’d long washed off the sheets and pillowcases in your shared home. 
The thought of it sent a wave of deep contentment through you and you pulled up to look at Jake. Both of your eyes were a little misty, and as the last notes of the song faded out, you leaned up to brush a soft kiss to his lips. Jake’s hands tightened slightly around your waist, but his lips were gentle as he returned your kiss, like he also felt the reverence in this moment. 
You pulled back, heart nearly bursting at the sight of him this close. The soft shadow of his lashes, the way his nostrils flared as he pulled in a deep breath, the way his once-perfectly-styled hair now fell slightly in his eyes.
You reached up to brush the golden strands away from his face, your fingers tracing from his cheekbone down to his Cary Grant chin, teasingly poking at the divet there. Jake’s mouth twitched into a smile, before he caught your hand in one of his, brushing a soft kiss against your knuckles. It was your turn to smile, then, a reaction you couldn’t stop any more than you could your next breath. 
“Take me home, Lieutenant?” you asked softly, and Jake lowered your hand from his lips, but his fingers stayed entwined in yours. You walked around the few couples remaining on the floor, and when you got to your table, you picked up your heels while Jake draped his suit jacket over your shoulders. 
The cobblestones were cold under your feet as you walked back to the car, but your hand was held warmly in Jake’s, his jacket settled on your shoulders, and you knew it was you—you were the lucky one, to be his. 
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smutty part two (please check your warnings and minors DNI!)
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tagging: @bradshawsbitch @callsign-fangirl @laracrofted @mxgyver @princessphilly @hangmanbrainrot @wildbornsiren @datemephoenix @fuckyeahhangman @lt-bradshaw @double-j @teacupsandtopgun @gigisimsonmars
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softshuji · 1 year
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Thinking about living with Rindou and all the stupid domestic stuff you could get up to together. Living with him is simple it's easy and he never makes your life difficult. Thinking about how he'd come up behind you and wrap his arms around you with his lips to your neck mumbling about how you've been gone too long but when you ask if he missed you he'll mumble out a "no" that seems oddly in contrast to the peppering of kisses on your neck.
Thinking about how he'd come home tired from work and flop into bed and you'd slide in behind him and big spoon him for a little while, play with his hair and run your hands through it while he talks about his day until he ends up asleep holding tightly onto you. Thinking about his low gravelly morning voice , and the way he deliberately leaves his tie crooked so you can fix it for him and kiss him at the same time and he'll pretend he hates it but you know he doesn't
Thinking about how he'd just be the best husband and partner and how living with him would be a joy because you'd always feel as if it's not your house that makes it a home, it's him.
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murdleandmarot · 19 days
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A quick bluebelle painting :))
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novelizt · 6 months
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🎄 Merry Christmas (Eve), fellow fictional people enjoyers!! ❄️💕
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everysongineverykey · 2 years
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do you think lesley dhmis effectively utilized girl power when she trapped red guy yellow guy and duck in a repeating cycle of torment and terror with no hope of escape or a better life for her own amusement/weird sense of fun. the correct answer is yes btw
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midnightmah07 · 4 months
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Not sure if the artist has a tumblr so I screenshot it to include their name…. Thoughts…? 👀
I SAW THIS(!$$)!2(3!$9$7-2-2(293+29(393(3)39$"-+2;2(#8*6$+
RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FERAL RUGGIE 🔛🔝
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honeysuckle-teaa · 1 year
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💙🦋💙
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