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strayklds · 8 months
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(ONE OF) MEL'S FAVORITE GENRES OF LEE KNOW: VLOGGER LINO → happy birthday @lee-minhoe 🤍
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atlas-and-the-time · 1 year
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The greater grief
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eiraeths · 23 days
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soap falls in love too early and ghost falls in love too late
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buglaur · 2 months
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trying to create an accurate simself hair out of sheer procrastination
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acruelerdonut · 7 months
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Been watching midnight mass
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haunted-xander · 1 month
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Something something kh2 Sora's outfit being primarily dark colors despite being associated with light and Riku's outfit being primarily light colors despite being associated with darkness
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camthecatchameleon · 1 month
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havent finished eom and only just started uprooted via youtube but i dont care anymore assorted doodle attack
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featuring incorrect quotes via random screenshots i have in my camera roll that i cant remember where they came from
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dontruinmymorning · 1 year
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Y’all mind if i scream like a rabid animal ??????
- ayo x aneka deleted scene
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raspberrywiskey · 4 months
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this guys weeeird …
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drzibs · 2 months
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the sweet sweet ol’ jericho sticks, but most people just call him jericho <3 MIKEY ALL YOUR CHARACTERS STEAL MY HEART WHAT GIVES
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messierthanthou · 2 months
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I just want an au where Shadowheart is royalty and Lae'zel is her sworn protector, is that too much to ask for
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ender1821 · 6 months
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(back on my shiny duo brainrotting time, featuring Secret Life 9AM Pearl!)
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It was a beautiful day out. Autumn had arrived in its wonderful grace, bringing nice but not too breezy afternoons and picturesque views of the forests that stretched beyond the world’s borders. The scenery was simply too breathtaking to not—
“What are you doing?”
Pearl perks up from the sketch pad she had on her lap, discovering that Gem had approached her.
“Just a lil’ doodling.” Pearl answers, using the pencil in her hand to point to her work-in-progress.
Gem quirks an eyebrow up at the reply, trying to have a glance at the picture before questioning her friend more. “Really? Right here?”
Pearl looks around. Well, she couldn’t really see what’s wrong with having a break in front of her mound, unless Gem was referring to the whole…game situation. In that case, she supposes it’s a fair query.
“Inspiration waits for no man, GeminiTay!” Pearl puffs out her chest, as though her declaration was meant for more than just Gem, but for the whole world.
Unfazed by Pearl’s theatrics, Gem sighs, “I knew I should’ve stopped Jimmy from calling you Shakespeare.”
With that, any attempt Pearl made at refocusing on her drawing were thrown out the window, and she took Gem’s words as a challenge.
“Why, doth thee not hold the same enthusiasm for the arts as I?” Pearl set aside her pencil, then mimicked holding a skull in her palm, preparing to monologue to thin air if Gem doesn’t stop her.
“Weirdo.” Gem giggles at the grand gestures Pearl made.
“Oh, you love it.” Pearl waves off the remark without a thought. It never gets old, and Pearl’s sure that Gem must’ve called her that a hundred times by now.
Just as Pearl expected, Gem lets out another fond sigh before taking a seat next to Pearl. Out of the corner of her eye, Pearl catches Gem trying to hide a smile.
Pearl returns to working on her sketch soon after, pausing for a second when she feels a weight press onto her shoulder. Gem was leaning on her to get a better view of the sketch pad, and as she shuffled closer, the unmistakable scent of pumpkins and flowers wafted into the air. Pearl makes a mental note to add more orange shades to the final picture.
The sketch at the moment is of the fields of sunflowers scattered around the grass fields of where the Mounders chose to set up camp at. Nothing too out of the ordinary, which is exactly what Pearl needs after days of chaos, all in the hopes of completing secret tasks.
“It looks pretty.” Gem breathes out after a brief lapse of silence between the two.
“Aw, thank you!” Pearl cranes her neck slightly to look at Gem. It doesn’t take long before she snorts and captures Gem’s attention, wondering what Pearl found worthy of laughing at.
Pearl points to the sunflowers. “They match your eyes.”
Gem pushes herself off of Pearl with an offended scrunch of her eyebrows. Her hand hovers dangerously close to the diamond sword she kept sheathed beside her waist. “Remind me again, can yellows kill greens? Because I’m really tempted to right now.”
There’s an amused flicker in Pearl’s face, and she clutches her chest with a horribly faked expression of terror. “Ooh no, am I being threatened by the great GeminiSlay?”
“Dork.” Gem huffs and rolls her eyes, moving to rest her arms on the ground below instead.
Pearl replies with a toothy grin.
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nekropsii · 5 months
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Okay, maybe we can talk about Slick/Jack's dog fetish just a little bit. Because what the fuck. This isn't furry porn, this is just dogs. Like straight up dogs. I know this doesn't necessarily contain pornography of dogs as we would quantify it, but it's still being used as pornographic material, so... Maybe not a crime by our standards, but also by our standards still... Really weird.
Do you think Jack was really enthused about becoming Bec Noir, or...?
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dianagj-art · 8 months
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My brother and I just had an "oh shit here we go again" moment by installing Pokemon Go again
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Hey what if I made a completely nonsensical and maybe overly edgy imaginary one-shot that I got the idea for on my way to the fridge for a snack a few hours ago?
[~1000 words]
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"It's over Nine"
Sonic said exasperated after he bounced back from his last successful hit on the fox.
Said fox gave one hell of a fight in person and the neverending metal army of robo-copies Sonic had to get though first — that now his friends manage to regulate — didn't help either.
Shadow did warn him of Nine's possible goal but he was careful, just this once. He promised so with a cheeky wink and a smile, while any of its potential effect bounced right off Shadow's unimpressed face, after all!
Besides he was the one who caused this mess because what's new at this point, and he planned on fixing it.
He tried talking, oh boy he did, but Nine wasn't budging no matter the angle Sonic approached the conversation with, so he wasn't left with a different choice.
As much as he wasn't a fan, he had to beat the sense into the fox.
He ignored the stinging pain on the back of his hands and heels (which had kind of intensified since he set foot on this platform, probably his body finally registering the damage he suffered with all the punching and kicking robots today) and he stood up tall waiting for Nine to uncurl from his beaten position.
It sent the smallest pang of guilt into Sonic's heart as he realized just how small the fox appeared when like that, with all of his tech mangled and damadged righ beside him, but he shook his head right after, dispersing any thoughts of sympathy for a few seconds more. Yes Nine was his friend but he was also kinda ripping the Shatterverse apart and risking thousands of lives along with Sonic's chance to fix everything, and he wasn't gonna let that fly, the kit needed a vibe check.
Nine barely moved aside from his heavy breathing for a long while until Sonic heard a quiet click and and similar in volume chuckle.
"You're right it is."
Before Sonic could place the meaning of Nine's muffled answer or take a defensive stance, both his hands and feet were on fire and rest of his body grew weaker by the millisecond with no further warning.
"I would be lying if I said you weren't painfully predictable"
Glancing from Nine who was now the one standing over him, to his hands through the sudden blur of agony and effort to keep any stray scream in his mouth, all he saw was a wild flicker of colors.
Ah, so those random sparks and color changes of his inhibitors since he got to the Grim was something to worry about after all.
Between all the action and robot beating he barely paid attention to them. They were functioning flawlessly and the same since he got them, even after the unnecessary scruffle he got into with Shadow over them, so why would they malfunction now of all times–
Oh.
Of course, the inhibitors were Nine's tech, should've guessed they'd be used against him sooner or later. Sonic kinda needed those to get around after all, and what's the best way to catch a supersonic hedgehog? By making him unable to run of course!
Still, while now, in retrospect, he really really should've seen it coming, and oh boy he already heard the earful Shadow was about to give him, his current situation was not good.
It was not good at all as he felt the inhibitors being removed from his gloves and shoes, not ideal when he was grabbed by the arm and forcibly made to stand back up, not great as he didn't know which way was north while his head spun, and even worse once he finally somewhat focused his eyes on Nine's face that was now in front of him — or well, slightly under him, Nine was a bit on the short side when not threateningly standing up on his now decommissioned metal tails — that all the prevalent pain got overshadowed by a small shiver of dread running down his spine.
"That would be everything I needed from you, friend."
Sonic tried to make a rebuttal, a plea, a question, anything at this point, (and he did not like the calm tone of Nine's voice at all) but all of his words were stuck in his throat along the contents of his long empty stomach as he followed Nine's 'I won' gaze falling behind him, onto the vast orange ground bellow him. Far too bellow him.
Now, he wasn't scared of heights by any means, he usually seeked hem out just for the beautiful landscape view when out on his travels actually, but this wasn't it, not it at all. Especially since he felt barely in control of his own breathing.
"Since you're so reliant on your friends let's see who'll actually catch you on your trust fall eh?"
And with that, Sonic's already poor balance was pushed over the edge of the platform and his body was sent barreling down to the copper sand below.
He should curl up and bounce off, yea that would be the most sensible thing to do. There were more than enough jagged edges of the tower to land onto and slow down his fall (honestly surprising he hasn't hit any of them yet), but his body seemingly fell asleep on him and refused to cooperate with any of the urgency for moving and not being splattered on the ground like a blue pancake!
Gradually he felt the rushing wind around him rip away his consciousness as shades of blue and purple only blurred together until it all became pitch black. But before all of his senses gave out, he hit something that changed his falling direction abruptly and was way too soft and gentle to be the Grim's battle-ridden sands.
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fayvpor · 8 days
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WHY IS THE GREAT WAR SO PEETA AND KATNISS CODED
EVERY SINGLE LYRIC
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