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queers watching other queers perform thus resulting in them falling in love my beloved
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dead-florist · 2 years
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imagine dying for half a year and then coming back with pj fanart. not me thought hahaha … ha 😕
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r3dblues · 1 year
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More Spidey!Steve au!! :)
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hey-hamlet · 4 months
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"Iida." Tenya winced. Midoriya's voice was distant, lacking the warmth it usually held. The guilt and fear that had settled like a rock at the bottom of his stomach grew into a boiling mass. "Iida, you are one of my best friends. I trusted you - and yet-"
"I'm sorry!" The apology burst of out his mouth without warning. Uraraka looked on, her eyes devoid of empathy, her mouth set like it with fighting a sneer. Todoroki was cooly blank, hands in his pockets, body language clearly deferring to Midoryia, who, despite being around 5 inches shorter than Tenya, still managed to look down at him. "I didn't mean for this to happen!"
"You didn't? Really?"
"I swear!" Tenya was flustered now, his hands gesticulating wildly, nearly taking members of the throng of people surrounding them. Uraraka let out a disappointed sigh, turning away from Tenya's increasingly pathetic display.
"Iida. You're a smart guy." The praise felt damning. "How did you manage to lead us to the only part of the train station that doesn't contain the Ginza line if you did it accidentally?" Tenya wanted to wail.
"There were so many signs! Some of them pointed in opposite directions! It's terrible design!" At his flustered near shout, Uraraka broke from her faux serious expression, throwing an arm over his shoulder. He was pretty sure she was on tiptoe, but considering she seemed to be on his side he wisely kept his mouth shut.
"To be honest, my first day at UA I couldn't find the Ginza line either. I was trying to catch it from Asakusa though, so that was admittedly kind of on me." The group all nodded commiseratingly. Midoriya sighed, biting back a grin.
"I'm not sure why we made Iida navigate when he basically never takes the train either. Still! I swear the Ginza line runs in literally every train station within 200km of Tokyo, how did you lose it?"
Tenya flushed. "There were just too many signs pointing in different directions! I don't care if your station is a circle - just pick a direction and stick to it! It's confusing!"
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nightshade-eater · 1 year
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Michael Afton goes insane over a teddy bear
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darling-sephiroth · 22 days
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stgosupremacy · 11 days
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if i was a non pokemon fan you could not convince me these two are the same person
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but he is and we love him more for that heh <3
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...as you can tell i miss him a bunch help me
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yeraskier · 2 years
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I love you.
The words remain etched in his brain even when the bard isn't around. The feeling of it— Jaskier's cool breath ghosting against his cheek, the way his heart plummeted— startles him awake many nights.
It'll pass, Geralt had said.
The broken look that devoured the bard's features is what keeps him up.
Geralt believed it when he said it. Jaskier was young, doe-eyed, and fawning over every pretty lad and lady he stumbled upon when he confessed. He didn't know the world, yet, and he'd barely known Geralt for a year.
He didn't know that loving the witcher would be the biggest mistake he'd ever made.
It'll pass, Geralt told him, and it'll pass, he's repeated to himself, time and time again.
It's been twenty-one years, and it hasn't passed.
Jaskier hasn't said those words to him again ever since, but he doesn't need to.
It's clear in every caress when he tends to Geralt's wounds, and every nervous glance whenever they're too close, and every smile that seems to take up Jaskier's entire face, and every hug that feels like it lasts forever, but never long enough.
It's clear in every lingering touch, and every heated gaze, and every darling, and every dear witcher.
It was clear when Geralt turned his back on him on that mountain, it was clear when Geralt first laid eyes on him in that prison cell.
It was clear in Her Sweet Kiss, and it was nearly blinding in Burn, Butcher, Burn.
Twenty-one years, and it hasn't passed.
But it will. It will pass because it has to pass.
Because Geralt set them up in flames once before, and he will do it again. It didn't destroy Jaskier the first time, but it might the next.
It'll pass, Geralt had said, but he wasn't just speaking to Jaskier.
It'll pass, Geralt tells himself time and time again.
It'll pass, he repeats after every lingering touch, and every heated gaze, and every darling, and every dear witcher.
It'll pass because it has to.
Because if it doesn't, Geralt won't be able to keep hidden what's been growing inside him for twenty-one years, and if Geralt's cruelty didn't destroy Jaskier, his love will.
It'll pass, he reminds himself.
Geralt lifts his gaze, tuning in to the scene in front of him— the lights, the laughter, the clapping.
Ciri's white dress flows like honey as she dances in circles, the flower crown on her head nearly toppling off in all her movements— the flower crown Jaskier made her.
It matches the one on the bard's head, the one that is barely hanging on as he dances with Ciri.
There are people cheering all around them, but Jaskier's laughter fills the room.
Jaskier looks over in Geralt's direction, only for a split second, only long enough to wink before turning back to Ciri, but it's enough.
It hasn't passed, yet, not for either of them.
But it will.
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hikiclawd · 9 months
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I have a lot of toad art in my vault that I haven't posted yet, including a recreation of Venus bathing, haha
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original / reference under the cut
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Titled - Venus au Bain (l'Innocence) Painted by - Pierre-Paul Prud'hon
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thebestestofbees · 7 months
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TELEVISION AU: PART 8
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The ride to the store was surprisingly tame. Sure you had a few questions here and there, but other than that, it was calm. Once you pulled into a parking space, you turned to all the puppets.
"Since this isn't your world, here is our alibi: You're siblings of mine and like to cosplay, got it?" You say. The puppets nodded slightly aware of where your coming from. "Alright now, come on." You say, turning off your car and getting out, the puppets following you.
You walk up to the Walmart and pull a cart from numerous ones. Once the puppets came up to you, you grabbed Wally by his armpits, making him mutter, "I'm up here now." And putting him in the shopping cart where a child is supposed to go.
Sally and Julie immediately went up to the cart and grabbed onto the railing, Julie hopping in place. "Can we get in?!" Julie asked with a bright smile looking up at you excitedly.
"Sure." The moment you say that, Julie hops in the cart, sitting down criss crossed, while Sally just raises her arms up in your direction, in a similar fashion to how a toddler would get an adult to pick them up. You raised an eyebrow at Sally.
Sally just made grabbed hands at you. "Up. Up neighbor!" She said, going on her tippy toes for a short moment. You gave a small chuckle and took Sally up by her arm pits, lifting her up with ease, and placed her next to Julie. You took the bar and strolled into the store with the rest of the puppets.
You looked at the list on your phone and moved over to the fruits section to get the first thing on your list. Fruits and vegetables. You stopped the cart and left for a moment to get Bell peppers. Poppy peered over your shoulder, tilting her head as you weighted and bagged the bell peppers.
"What are those?" Poppy asked, watching as you tied the bag closed. "I'm getting bell peppers, for cooking." You said, placing the bell peppers next to Julie, who immediately grabbed the bag and started to balance the bell peppers inside the bag. "But they don't look or sound like the bells I've seen. Why are they called that?" Wally asked, turning his head from the bag of bell peppers in Julie's hands, turning to you.
"Well I don't know." You fished out your phone. "Hey Google." Your phone lit up, and so did the puppets surrounding your cart. "why are bell peppers called bell peppers?"
"According to the Encyclopedia, Bell pepper is the common name for a Cultivar group of the species Capsicum annuum, widely cultivated for their edible, bell shaped fruits." Your device said.
You stopped speaking as you let your phone do the talking for you. "I guess that's why." You say, Wally hums and nods slowly, putting his hands on the bars of the cart. Howdy started to chuckle. "That's a neat little do-hickey you got there, what's it called again, Google?" Howdy asked, resting on of his arms on the cart.
"It's called a phone, Google is just the AI that helps answer questions and scower the internet, you know?" The puppets seemed lost at your explanation. "Right, I forgot you guys are like really old." You face palmed. "But we all have phones." Wally piped up. "Yeah, I'd though about that. A touch tone telephone right?" You asked, Wally tilted his head. "A what?"
You searched it up and showed Wally. His eyes lit up in recognition and he pointed to the pictures of a touch tone telephone. "That looks like my phone!" Wally smiled. You pulled your phone away, "yeah, that's called a touch tone telephone." You say, putting your phone and wallet next to Wally and started to move away from the spot, getting more fruits and vegetables.
After about an hour of shopping for groceries, you decided to let the puppets get one thing each, while you waited at self checkout.
Once you had said that the puppets scattered even Julie and Sally had jumped out of the cart and ran to the other isles. All the puppets except for Howdy and Wally, who was still in the cart. "So, show me this self checkout thing, I'm real interested about how it works." Howdy spoke up, you shrugged and pushed the basket full of groceries to the Self checkout.
Once you got there, you started to scan your items, to which Howdy was quite shocked over, he kept asking questions, such as how does it work, what's that number that was increasing, how is the scanner scanning the black and white lines on every product and so on.
You answered most of his questions with some patience. You bagged all your items and pulled out your wallet, taking out your card and paying for your groceries. "I'd say, what kind of business are they runnin here? Definitely not any funny business." Howdy remarked, not seeing a single joke in any of the payment process. It was a little astounding, but really what could Howdy expect from a Self Checkout?
Just then the puppets show up again all with different items from all kinds of sections. Sally had come back with a bedazzled diary looking book, complete with it's own lock, Julie had a pack of chalk with all the colors, Frank had a book on Butterflies and bugs, Eddie had a pack of stamps, Poppy had a knitting kit, and Barnaby had a bugle Bike horn.
"This really shows how all of your personalities differ." You say as you scan the items and bag them, the puppets looking at the machine it a confused fascination. You buy the extra things and finally leave the store without any more mishaps.
You load the bags into your trunk as the puppets get situated inside the car. Once your done you put the bread and eggs in Frank's lap. "It's fragile." You say as you clo see the passenger door and get into the driver's seat. "Alright, Home time." You say starting the car.
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"LoOk." The author says, shakily raising the new update on a silver platter. "I dId It."
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rozugold · 12 days
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Rozu if I sprinkle flowers in front of you wherever you walk will you give us some random tidbits or facts from DI that we might now know? Maybe things that wouldn't make a full comic or doodle but have been cooking in your brain?
YESS OF COURSE I could never pass up an opportunity to talk ahout DI!!!
I don’t think I made it very clear in the comics but l’mantrio are lowkey starving a bit. They do not have a steady supply of food (no potato farms 😔) so they have to rely on foraging and hunting but that’s not always successful.
It gets frustrating because food isn’t a huge priority to Tommy right now and that makes it harder for all of them. He refuses to kill any animals himself so Tubbo and Wil have to try hunting. While handcuffed together. With a jingly bell that’s good at scaring away animals. And because their base is on a mountain in the savanna biome, they have to travel farther to an oak forest to forage for food since they’re not familiar enough with the savanna to know what’s edible or not.
Some silly moments I wanna draw at some point:
- Wil sneaking food onto Tubbo’s plate, Tubbo sneaking food onto Tommy’s plate and Tommy sneaking his food to Leeroy
- Tubbo having to stop Tommy from accidentally eating a poisonous mushroom while they’re out foraging
- Wil making jokes about eating Leeroy but Tommy doesn’t take it well and gets all angsty about it
Actually fun fact about Leeroy: he was gonna be a hen in the beginning because I’d thought it’d be funny if Tommy just had a habit of purposely naming female animals generic male sounding names. But for there to be conflict about the lack of food I changed him so they couldn’t get chicken eggs. Plus I think it’s really cute that Leeroy is just this tiny, feisty rooster that fights with Wil all the time skdhdj
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tallsc · 11 months
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Cherry blossoms
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Deadlines & Commitments - new series (coming soon)
Neil x F!Reader
Teaser
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“You don’t look like a Neil,” catching onto the peculiarity of his name, you shot him a cheeky smile.
Finally remembering what started the ordeal, you took the seat you had been hovering over and motioned for Neil to join you. He did not hesitate.
It only made you like him more.
“Elaborate, please,” the curious tint in his voice, completed by a deadpan look, made you grin, unable to defy his charm.
Not that you were trying to, anyway.
Making a show of giving yourself time to think of an answer, perfected by the loud hum and a hand stroking your chin, you measured him critically. Still amazed by the man Transport for London put on your path. By the seemingly faultless features, harsh lines of his cheekbones and the kind eyes that still held uncertainty that you were all too familiar with.
“You know… a little more geriatric. A little less dashing,” you sent Neil a wink, watching with fascination as the pinkish blush spread over his cheeks.
You could see Neil process the compliment with rapidly blinking eyelids and a parted mouth. Westminster had been called before he spoke again:
“That’s a new one, but I’ll take it,” the blush had faded slightly, yet the disbelief in his pretty eyes told you he was not used to the flattery. Which was a surprise considering the way he looked. But that, like all the other discoveries you had made within minutes, would have no application. You would likely never see him again.
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What's that? Me teasing a self-indulgent series? That's a correct!
I've no summary just yet, but that's a project I have talked about a couple of times already. A silly, little story that's as close to a rom-com as I can come up with, taking place in London (and relying on it heavily, because I love that city and had always wanted to use my affection for a creative outlet) and introducing a younger Neil, that still has a lot of learning to do. My Reader, a feisty ballerina, might as well be someone to teach him some of it.
I hope to publish the first chapter within the next two weeks so keep your eyes peeled ✨ I'm very excited to bring back Neil, so I hope someone out here is waiting for it too... 💕
(Let me know if you want to be tagged)
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oneirataxia-girl · 2 months
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episode three of alvita attempts to art: testing pen edition
the most recent victims of the artssacre are:
Bravada Yara (One Piece) by @supermarine-silvally
Eureka (Palia) by @ariparri
Nuria Armani (Avatar: the Last Airbender) by @nightmaresart
Felicity “Lily” (One Piece) by @auxiliarydetective
Yume Kazama or Kazama Yume in Japanese (Jujutsu Kaisen) by yours truly
Marionette Mari (One Piece) by yours truly
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Again.
More random sentences that come out when I am tired:
"He was lucky that the salsa did not contain anymore Canadian frogs."
"If walking, be sure not to walk."
"Why is life.... scared."
"Stop running, I will mock the stairs and squip!"
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“Nobody comes between me and my kids!”
—Donald Duck
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