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Absolutely no idea what possessed me to draw harrow looking like a shadowheart wannabe but I’ll probably have to redo it to gremlinify her
#things ive made#this is gonna be based on a fic#and I LIKE the way I drew her like it’s super pretty imo but that does not match The Vibe#i think???#I’ll decide on it tomorrow#like I want her to have goth vibes (tm) but also like this it just looks so out of cherecter#I drew her so many times I have now completely stripped her of the original context and visuals#the locked tomb#but only sort of
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Uh oh, what’s happened to Oscar?
#ghostbusters#the ghostbusters#adult oscar barrett#oscar barrett#shitpost#art#my art#ghostbusters art#ghostbusters 2#fanart#but only sort of
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Some kind of reality
#comic#artists on tumblr#my ocs#my oc#in a manor of speaking#willow's art#I'VE SPENT THE LAST WEEK ON THIS HI#hiiiii i love my ocs they make me. they are so. they're so.#unreality#but only sort of
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There was no breeze at his fingertips. No gale to comb its invisible hands through his bangs and ruffle his hair affectionately. No wind to nearly knock him over and make his ears pop as it attempted to embrace him the same way another person would.
With the way it felt that he still couldn’t even draw in a single breath, Wind might have thought that there was no more air left at all- definitely not enough to allow for a breeze or draft of wind.
Febuwhump 2023
Day 19 - "You deserve this"
#social's writing#my writing#twawb#train whistles and wedding bells#twawb wind#twawb warriors#but only sort of#linked universe au#febuwhump#febuwhump 2023#febuwhumpday19#this is one of my favorite things ive written btw
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what's with the username change? CR reference?
look.
it was a late night decision made based on a fit of giggles.
do I regret it?
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no.
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it was not meant to be marauders fandom related and yet somehow it still managed to be marauders fandom related… but the decision had already been made and finalised.
I have not further comments or explanation 😅
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idk why i feel like raisin is spelled wrong. it doesnt feel right. raisin. raisan? raisen? i know it is raisin but im not happy about it
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Am I really on the aroace spectrum or am I just so deeply entrenched in and traumatized by purity culture and a history of intrusive thoughts that it has become an instinct, a reflex, to automatically reject and view with disgust and discomfort every inkling of attraction I feel towards other people
Like idk if this is a case of "two things can be true", but I can't tell which one is my true nature and which one is a conditioned response: the attraction or the repulsion
Do I mistake some other sort of feelings for attraction bc it's the norm or do I only think I'm not attracted to people bc I feel like I'm not allowed to be
Is the attraction intrusive or is it real? Is my response to it natural or a coping mechanism? Am I actually disgusted by the thought of having sex with someone or do I just think I'm supposed to be? And why the fuck does it make me upset to think I might have feelings for someone? Is it distressing because I inherently don't belong in a romantic relationship or because of negative past experiences and anxiety?
These are questions which plague my existence
(Just to be clear this is absolutely NOT an aroace invalidating post, it does not reflect my views on the aroace community at large, just my own personal struggle with figuring out my identity)
#aroace people are absolutely valid#im just not a good example#attraction is weird#and confusing as hell#tbh#aroace spectrum#aromantic#but not really#asexual#but only sort of#forever in a loop of questioning my romantic/sexual orientation#intrusive thoughts#purity culture#duck is spiraling#duck's thoughts#duck rants#thoughts#questioning myself#trauma#but the trauma is largely self-inflicted
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people who make fun of hyur players lack the wisdom to understand that in a world full of scantily clad catgirls and outrageously breasted lizard and bunny people, it is a truly revolutionary act to simply play a white chick.
#this is a joke#but only sort of#if I've made this joke before I apologize but I have three different memory disorders#ffxiv
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What if... I did "Warrior Cats but they're orange": a "genetically accurate" take on Warriors where I try to make anyone who could or should potentially be orange into an orange cat.
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"things you said ....When you thought I was dying"
Tala/Takao
Go as unhinged as you can lol
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahahahahahaaaaa.
It’s not unhinged, I don’t even know that it is.
It’s ~ART~
Tala aimlessly roamed the fiery remains of what was once a city block, careful not to let the black flames lick his skin, an annoyed scowl on his face. Boris never hesitated in sending Kai into these once densely populated cities to wreak havoc on the poor souls that remained hidden within the derelict structures, and Kai, who held no fondness for this country or its people was all too happy to oblige, leaving the unrecognizable, charred remains of the families systematically oppressed by Biovolt.
But while Kai felt no predilection for the innocent Russian people caught up in the crossfire of his endless pursuit of one man, they were Tala’s compatriots and something deep inside him felt he had an obligation to at the very least attempt the rescue of survivors.
Unfortunately Hiwatari was particularly thorough in his cruelty and all that Tala ever found were the scorched bodies of men, women and children, both friends and foes to Biovolt. It was a hopeless task, he knew as much, there were no saviors and no salvation for those who had remained ambivalent as Biovolt’s regime arose.
Tala was roused from his reverie at the sight of red patches staining the dirty ash covered snow, following the trail he was brought to the back of a small concrete building that had somehow escaped his teammates' flames.
He came to an abrupt stop at the sight of him, propped up against the cement, his head tilted to the side as blood flowed from his mouth down his chin and onto the grey snow, extensive burns covering his neck and arms. His eyes were glazed over and for a moment Tala thought him dead too until he caught the slightest movement, a shallow breath.
Tala exhaled sharply, knowing he should just turn away, and let him die for any other decision would have unfathomable consequences but his feet carried him forward towards the man anyway. Perhaps he was just so tired of seeing so much death or perhaps it ate away at him but that he couldn’t ever save one single mother or child from the inhumanity he’d endured all his life, but in that moment he didn’t give a damn about the repercussions or how this one moment could change the entire course of history.
Gently he reached his hand out and shook the nearly lifeless man before him, causing him to slowly shift his gaze towards him, a hint of recognition, an acceptance of inevitable death in his eyes.
He closed his eyes for a moment, clenching his jaw and contemplated for a short time before finally reaching a decision. Carefully, he hooked his arms under his knees and back and lifted him up off the cold ground before speaking faintly:
“Kinomiya, you’re not going to die here.”
At some point in time, Tala would have considered himself loyal to Biovolt to the bitter end, sooner having a bullet put in his head before abandoning his comrades and the institution that had given him power, but as the endless bitter winter dragged on, and he watched more and more loyal innocent civilians be turned to ash, with only one single man standing in such bold, beautiful defiance of it all.
He just couldn’t help but think Takao Kinomiya was the closest thing to a savior they had.
#Beyblade#Takao Kinomiya#Yuriy Ivanov#Tala Valkov#yutaka#but only sort of#like only if you want it to be#Writing#asks#i am the captain of the takao/yuriy ship#The beyfic tag
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You know who should kiss? Abe Sapien and Vision V Vision
#vision#marvel#marvel vision#hellboy#abe sapien#crackship#but only sort of#~ shermie#(imagine me as Cake yelling at them to kiss each other)
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Fic I posted a while ago.
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Y'all, I asked one of my friends if she wanted to go see Devotion with me and she asked what it's about. So I gave her a quick description but also admitted that I mostly want to go to see Glen Powell. She didn't know who I was talking about so I pulled up a couple of pictures and she said I have weird taste 💀💀💀
I don't know if we can be friends anymore.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: モブサイコ100 | Mob Psycho 100
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kageyama Ritsu & Suzuki Shou
Characters: Kageyama Ritsu, Suzuki Shou, Kurosaki Rei
Additional Tags: Post-Canon, mob disappears, more of a short scene/chapter than an actual whole fic, because I have no plot only vibes and a handful of paragraphs, very unlikely to get any kind of sequel or follow-up be warned, I'm very random and impulsive like that, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dystopia, mentions of most of the characters but like very very brief, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, well it is a very angsty universe so, in my heart ritshou are very qpr but feel free to interpret this however you wish, yeah hi I don't actually know what this is
Summary:
It’s selfish. It’s selfish, and he knows that, and he hates it the instant the thought surfaces - but some part of Ritsu wishes he could stay here, just for a little while - here with his breath misting into the air and his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, the door handle of the pickup truck digging into the small of his back. Above him, the sky is vast and full of mysteries, covered in streams of stars and pinprick lights - big and wide and endless, like it could swallow him whole. Like this is the only thing, the silence and the warmth and Shou’s shoulder pressed up against his, radiating heat like a human generator.
Ritsu is so, so tired. His bruises still ache and he has been running for a year, and all he’s seen today is further proof of how cruel people can be - just like the day before, and the week before, and the month before that. He just wants to go home already.
But they’ve all been scattered and separated and they still haven’t found Shigeo, and Ritsu isn’t sure home exists anymore.
Yeah so I read like. One fic where espers were revealed to the public and mob disappeared and this happened
#mob psycho 100#mp100#mp100 fanfic#kageyama ritsu#suzuki shou#ritshou#but only sort of#ser writes stuff#my posts#I don't know what this is actually???#just Vibes#and more of an extracted chapter from a longfic that doesn't exist because I have no plot#idk I had fun I guess#hyperfixation still hyperfixationing#mp100 continues to occupy my every thought#lets see how much fic I can churn out shall we
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everybody say thank you to our lord and savior g willow wilson
#g willow wilson#poison ivy#i fucking. love her#let ivy sleep with women every single issue! every other isnt enough#thats a joke#but only sort of
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glad that im not popular enough to have an evil shadow version of my blog that exists just to make contradictions on my posts
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