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tondw0o · 1 month
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Having a nice evening~
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kinkajouwof · 1 year
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CAN SOMEONE HELP ME CARRY THIS
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SANDWICH I AM STRUGGLING PLS HELP :( 🙏 😭 MY COLONY SAID I AM NOT STRONG ENOUGH AND THEYLL LEAVE ME TO DIE IF I DONT CARRY THIS SANDWICH 🥪 🥪🥪
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portions-4foxes · 5 months
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t4t but its just two little bugs kissing
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kanto-san · 1 year
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The day I wait all year is Coming ✨
HAPPY BIRTHDAY for THE PRECIOUS ONE NAME SHINO🪲
誕生日おめでとう🎉 (Tanjoubi Omedetou!)
สุขสันต์วันเกิด🎉(Suk-san-wan-gerd)
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You are the reason I started drawing you from 8 years ago until this day.
Even if no one interesting you anymore.Even you're the one who got under rate shinobi vote.
Even you alway forgotten by your friends in anime scenes sometimes (little sad but feel lol the same 😂)
But I you have US.Everyone in this Tumblr Tag and me.
YOU SO COOL ABURAME SHINO.We Love You🫶🏻
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ratbastardmaeve · 2 years
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as much as i love slandering kafka he was so crazy for writing "was he an animal if music could captivate him so?" like.. truly batshit insane
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emeraldphilo · 4 months
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i forgot gomez was playing
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maxisdahades · 4 months
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gay ass outfit
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early-october-skies · 2 years
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HE IS SO SKRUNKLY GRRRRRRRR
(the middle picture was drawn by my best friend when I was rambling on about how much weird serotonin the first picture gave me)
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arcsin27 · 2 years
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Every time I watch ns11 I think back to when I was showing it to @bugged-boy for the first time and he started shouting “HOLY FUCK CLUTCH POWERS?? CLUTCH POWERS IS IN NINJAGO??? OMG LOOK AT HIM” and I had no idea clutch was a Thing so I asked and we pretty much paused right there so he could show me the original clutch movie
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cicadaboybat · 1 year
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i i i i i i i i found a video of spring peeper ribbits for 10 hours straight and i legitimately started crying, i love i love i love the sound of those little fellows and it calms me down like a blanket over a birds cage and i have achieved inner peace because i thought i wasnt going to hear this noise until it was like may again oh my lord i am so happy and autistic, ilove you spring i love you warm weather please i'll never take you for granted again
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cherry-robot · 2 years
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Lucky to have this wonderful experience! . I officially own the Bug thanks to my friend @quinngilronan for accepting one of my sculptures as Payment!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🍒🍒🍒🤖🤖🍒🍒🤖🤖🤖🍒🍒🍒🤖🤖🍒🍒🍒🤖 . Oh yeah, @quinngilronan was the man in charge of building that Robot he is standing next to [Born in the depths of Jamesland est. 2017🍒🤖] . #ShredDeadRedemption #CherryRobot #thatsCherry #cherrysLife #cherryLife #combatCherry #WarBoy #SALE #Trade #JamesFarmer #Jamesland #VW #Volkswagen #BugBoy #NewBeetle #Toymancer #TheToymancer #CyborgPrincess #TheNext #TheTwilightGoddess #Future #BajaBug #WitnessMeBloodbag #BeepBeep #Robot #Robots #CherryCity #MachineHeart #IBleedOil #Art (at Beaverton, Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdErrm4PsTY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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He just wants to finish his math homework 😔
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azelletown · 8 months
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melon!!
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This is an old oc I redesigned this week :D
His name is Melon (he/him) he's based off an antlion, nerdy bugboy go!!
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kanto-san · 1 year
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How Villain Shino look like in my imagine :
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How can he become a criminal?
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yabaiyaiba · 1 year
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lilac orchid lotus… heheh -🦇
lilac... um. well that knockoff or- I had... a very nice dog, I remember. I miss her. I don't remember what happened to... Alice. uh. I dont think I'm that quiet but I guess I think about.. routes of where to go at night. I don't like the idea of runnin outta charge in the middle of nowhere so... yeah. yknow the kinda red that's like.. the color of fire extinguishers? that
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bruisedboys · 1 year
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also also!!!!!! peter x clumsy!reader might be the best pairing. because his spidey senses ugh he’s always catching you before you trip. like an arm around your back and then he dips you down to be dramatic and you get all flustered. and!!! if you’re not in arms reach he definitely shoots a web at you to pull you into his chest before you can do any damage. you both have several heart attacks a day because you’re such a klutz.
I am always on the peter x clumsy reader agenda!! they are so special to me!!! also the thing you said about him catching you and dipping you down omg I could die.
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You’re still in the process of patching yourself up when Peter gets home, your knees scraped and a box of big Band-Aids waiting for you on the coffee table. You were hoping to be done by the time he got home, to save him the worry. No such luck. You hear the front door open and you don’t have time to hide your fresh wounds, your evidence of yet another accident.
You’re sure you look quite pathetic when Peter emerges in the doorway.
“Hi, dove! I missed— are you bleeding?” His smile drops and so does his bag. He doesn’t bother taking his jacket off. He strides across the room and gets to his knees in front of you. His hands find your thighs, thumbs just shy of your fresh scrapes.
“Oh, honey,” he coos. He’s not shocked, at least. You think maybe it’s happened so many times it doesn’t phase him anyway more.
His eyebrows pinch together as he scowls at your poor knees, his hands squeezing your thighs. He gives your injuries a once over before lifting his head to look at you sadly. “What happened?”
You frown. “Tripped in the driveway,” you admit moodily. ��I’m fine, really. Looks worse than it feels.”
Peter huffs morosely, “I wish I was there when it happened. Could’ve caught you, baby.”
You melt. You’re endeared by his care for you. You smile at him and reach out to push his hair from his forehead, his curls soft under your fingers. You drag your hand down the side of his head, fingers heavy, and let your palm rest over his cheek. Peter’s eyelids flutter under your touch.
“It’s okay, Pete,” you tell him brightly. “You can’t win ‘em all.”
Peter laughs, his smile blinding. “Thanks, babe.” He twists his head so he can kiss your palm, a warm press of his soft, wind-bitten lips. “Let’s get you patched up now, hm?”
Peter patches up your knees, hands gentle as he cleans your wounds and presses Band-Aids over them. He’s a practiced hand, having done this plenty of times, on your legs, elbows, fingers, you name it. Though you must admit, you’re far less prone to accidents with Peter around. He catches you more times than he doesn’t. Today was just bad timing.
When Peter’s done fixing you up he lays a kiss on each of your knees, over your fresh white Band-Aids.
“All fixed,” he says happily, sliding his hand up your thigh to give your hip a squeeze.
You beam and cover his hands with yours. “Thanks, Peter.”
Peter stands and pulls you up with him. Your knees sting, but only a little, and it’s nothing you’re not used to.
“You sure you’re okay?” He asks, head ducked so he can meet your eyes, his hair tumbling into the space between your heads. “I can get you some ice, if you like?”
You shake your head. You’d much rather have him stay this close forever. “I’m okay, Pete.”
Peter still looks unconvinced, a frown tugging at his lips. He thinks for a second, then, “Do you want a hug? ‘Cos I know I do.”
You giggle. You’d kill for a hug right now. “Sure.”
You push your arms under his and he circles you in his strong hold, pulling you as close as he can to his chest. He’s careful to avoid your knees bumping his, legs moving so yours are between his. You push your face into his firm chest and breathe him in, his smells, his cologne and the wind on his clothes and that lovely scent he carries around with him everywhere, like old books and coffee shops.
Peter’s face falls into your neck and he sighs, practically melting into you, latching onto you like glue. He’s warm and he’s soft and he’s Peter. The pain in your knees is completely unnoticeable when he’s holding you like this.
“My poor, clumsy girl,” he says eventually, mostly fond, but there’s a whisper of cheek that you don’t miss.
You scowl into his chest. “M’not clumsy,” you whine, though you definitely are and you both know it. “The pavement is uneven.”
Peter pulls back, his big hands on your upper arms. He’s smiling like an idiot. “It is?”
You nod fervently. “Yeah. S’why I tripped.”
Peter nods slowly like you’re telling the truth, like the pavement in the driveway isn’t perfectly even.
“Stupid pavement,” he says.
You giggle and hide your face in his chest again.
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