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original posts (that i saw and saved): emo band, the garb, homunculus
#accumulated these in a span of two months very efficient#hylics#wayne hylics#somsnosa#dedusmuln#pongorma#gibby hylics#artstump#apparently the size of my canvases is small that the screenshots are pixelated#at least there's alt text but idk 😭😭
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#hylics#wayne hylics#somsnosa#dedusmuln#pongorma#gibby hylics#odozeir#it was either smuldunde or wine red meat gibby from hylics 2 but i almost didnt win THAT battle#also i couldnt convey stilettos in that small frame so yah
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I go to the hylicmarket and go to the produce section and find a crate full of a bunch of itty bitty gibbys
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Local mirror dimension edgelord ugly crying over tiny penguin son, more at 11.
#my art#dark meta knight#dmk#kirby#metadede#mirror metadede#gibbous#mirror gibbous#kirby fanart#kirby oc#My brain has been rotating the mirror family recently so expect more asshattery#no one is immune to gibby's small baby-ness
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“You stay out of this, Saiyan-killer”
glad to see this chapter is living up to my expectations so far
#dragon ball legends#dbl#db legends#giblet#bardock#look! Smalls drew a background!#never do those#gibby#fanart#digital art
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this could be m
#my arms would get tired#....#realistically id just have a small fan and would be right next to him instead. Obviously. Just realistically.#daisy.txt#🍊.gibby
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teresa taylor of the butthole surfers announced a couple days ago that she's been in a relationship with a woman for 20 years <3 and now her partner is assisting her thru hospice
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sam and cat video!!!!
[ID: A gif of an older man taking a rip out of a huge bong. End ID]
#YUUUP iktr im watching it right now lol#well i started it last night but you know. it’s 5 hours long#i have to say the infl*tion k*nk involving small children in gibby! is one of the grossest things ive ever read#and if you don’t know what im talking about. sorry :/#anyway hiii shira i wish we could watch it together. on all levels except physical we are#asks#mutuals
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you guys would love my cat Gibby he's a 16 pound elderly tuxedo cat and he drools when you pet him and enjoys eating lettuce
#there's also big punt#he's a tabby and he's 13 pounds#but he's been gaining a lot of weight since he got neutered so he might get to be Gibby's size one day#he's a big cuddly baby and I love him#and then there's mabel (persian and ?? mix) she's mean to everybody but my family#and then there's bippy#she's a shorthair tuxedo and she's very small but she's really energetic and good at climbing#she's sweet but in a cautious way#I should post more pet pics tbh#I take a lot of pictures of my dog but she's really ugly and I don't want her to be cyberbullied
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Comic idea rattling around in my brain like a little marble in a spray paint can ough
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the gang feat. background phos
#making another wayne bc this one is a little too small compared to the others#and not as ugly (?) he needs to be more fucked looking#+ another gibby. so they can be separate smaller figures
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thinkingg
about things
in the alt text with some notes
#apologies for my sense of fashion its all just layers and no trinkets 😭#too scared to lose them irl#anyways i dont have too much more thoughts about this aside from maybe lore adaptation changes and some#cool new shiny puffy winter jacket for gibby as a h1 era design choice in exchange for the astronaut suit#i thought about this taking place in a small town where gibby was ruling like a mayor or something and the crew was tired of it#or just a block with a yard inside and all of them act childish on a playground there#cannot choose between global and local here LOL i want them to explode the moon!! but at the same time NO!!!#theyre just a gang that hangs out sometimes in free time#thought about possible pongormas past here. i dont think its anything light#whats up with wayne what is he doing? uhhhh just existing i guess- maybe in the process of finding true passion or maybe following old#waynes directions? could be anything#up to you really if anyone wants to think about this as well. no pressure#hylics#hylics 2#somsnosa#dedusmuln#wayne hylics#decres hylics#pongorma#artstump#drawing art is patiently trying to find exact words for a coffee machine part on pinterst and getting mad at all coffee aesthetics and brew#ing tips and finding exact wording so it doesnt sound awkward. this trains me to write a fanfic at some point of unknown kind#maybe a coffee machine related one. im well versed on the subject now yessss -_- xD
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Thought of You - Trevor Zegras x Reader
Hockey Masterlist
Warnings: swearing, PDA
Words: 1386
Requested: hi!! can you please write something with trevor zegras where he is extra clingy after a long roadie? thanks sm!! 💗💗
A/n: This got a little heated at the end and I didn’t intend to do that lol whoops.
“Y/NNNNN!!!” I hear Trevor bellow outside as he bangs on the front door to my apartment.
“Give me a second,” I squeak as I clamber off the couch to answer the door. The cold tile under my feet is a shock that goes forgotten as soon as I see my boyfriend’s face for the first time in two weeks. “It’s almost midnight you’re gonna wake my neighbors.”
“I don’t care! I need everyone to know hOW MUCH I LOVE THIS GIRL, RIGHT HERE!”
“Get inside before you get me evicted,” I scold him, although I’m unable to keep myself from smiling. Once he practically slams the door behind us, Trevor smothers me with the biggest hug, unintentionally lifting me slightly off the ground for a moment.
“Oh my god, Trevor!”
“I missed you so fucking much, baby.”
“I missed you too, I-hmm,” I hum in surprise when he grabs my jaw in his right hand and kisses me with as much as passion as a lifetime could possess. The kiss is sloppy and desperate, it reminds me of the time we had sex the back of his BMW. When he pulls away he looks in my eyes and simply melts. Sweet relief doesn’t even begin to describe the way his gaze drinks me in. If this feeling could be contained and replicated, it would be the most catasrophic epidemic known to mankind.
“How was your trip?” I ask as if we haven’t facetimed everyday since he’s been gone.
“I mean we won three and lost three so,” he shrugs like it’s no big deal but I know how he mentally beats himself up for bad losses.
Trevor then smiles flirtatiously, reaching down to grab my hand in his and place a kiss on the surface of each joint. He leads us over to the couch and flops down looking around the room with furrowed brows.
“Where’s the big costco throw blanket you got?”
“Right behind you, dork. I thought you ran hot anyways?”
“Well, yeah, I do, but I know you don’t.” My heart soars at his thoughtfulness and I’m overcome with happiness. I blink back into the moment and sit on the couch directly next to Trevor. His arm is draped over the seatback of the small sofa as I lean into him, resting my head on his chest. He unfolds the blanket to cover my bare legs and then takes my left hand in his right once more. He absentmindedly traces shapes and paths over the surface of my skin, occasionally stopping to maintain unconditional contact.
“Did I already tell you about when Mason and I went out after playing Colorado and he asked a girl for her number and she said no?”
“Yes.”
“Oh… Did I tell you about when Gibby dropped his stick during practice?”
“Yes.”
“What about Terry’s fight-”
“Yes.”
“Is there anything I didn’t tell you?”
“Maybe if you didn’t talk so much I could say yes, but for now, probably not.” I lift my head to look up at Trevor and he scrunches his face in annoyance. He falls quiet once again for a short moment before taking a big breath.
“I guess I’m out of- oh no wait there is something I haven’t told you!”
“Enlighten me,” I sit up and face Trevor completely, blinking slowly and attentively.
“Everywhere I went, I thought of you.”
“Well that’s not new information-”
“Let me finish! Everywhere I went, I thought of you because… music!”
“What?”
“When I was away, I went to a ton of different places and all of them had music of some kind. And, I don’t know, just… hearing all these songs about love, I thought of you…” His hand stops tracing patterns on mine. He’s frozen, uncharacteristically silent. I can see the cogs turning in his mind as he’s trying to wrap his head around something unknown. “I thought of you…” he repeats to himself in a whisper.
“Hey,” I say, softly trying to get his attention without breaking the moment entirely. “I love you.”
More silence.
Trevor scans my face for a moment before declaring, “I’m gonna marry you.” The statement is so vulnerable it catches me off guard and all I can do is laugh. Trevor begins laughing with me, realizing how absurd that sounds because I’m missing the context of his internal thought process. “I’m serious, Y/n. I want to marry you some day.” I develop an endeared smile and place a kiss on his cheek bone. He kisses mine as well and then wraps both arms around me to hug me securely. His arms feel so sturdy around me and he smells like cedarwood, like home. I hold him close for a moment before he speaks again.
“What the fuck, dude. Have you never had your heart broken?” The question catches me off guard once more and I burst out laughing before pulling away just enough to see his face.
“Why do you ask?”
“You just hug with so much love. I’m surprised no one’s broken your heart yet.”
“I’ve had my share of heartbreak, but that doesn’t mean you get to add to the collection.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” Trevor quickly pecks my forehead before singing a very off key rendition of “Don’t go breaking my heart” to himself. I let him get through the chorus before I decide I’ve had enough, and bring him in for a kiss.
“Not that I don’t love your singing but maybe don’t quit your day job.”
“I’m gonna quit hockey and become a singer full time just to annoy you,” Trevor says as he stops hugging me. He grabs me by my hips and nudges me gently, indicating he wants me on his lap. I comply.
“Oh my god, please don’t.”
“I’m the next Taylor Swift, dude.” Trevor unintentionally laughs at how ridiculous he sounds and I straddle him gently.
“I highly doubt that.” He rests both hands on either side of my hips, slowly inching the right one forward so he can grab my ass. The gesture is subconcious judging by the gleam in his eyes as he takes in my form.
“You don’t know how much musical talent I have!”
“I know how much hockey talent you have and your luck has gotta run out somewhere, so…”
“Follow your dreams until they annoy your girlfriend, that’s the saying, right?”
“Yeah, you nailed that.” When I finish my statement we stare at each other for a moment before breaking into gradual fits of laughter. Any other night and we probably wouldn’t think twice about what we’ve been saying, but seeing him after so long makes the both of us giddy inside. Trevor compulsively leans forward to kiss my cheek then rest on the back of the couch again. I chase after him, leaning in to close the gap between us. My lips are on his once again tonight and the kiss is far more heated this time. His tongue grazes my bottom lip before gently sucking it into his own mouth. I sigh into the kiss. Too many nights alone with a vibe will never do these make out sessions justice.
Trevor grips my hips harder as he deepens the kiss, running his large hands down the sides of my thighs. The action ignites a wave of chills over the surface of my skin and I shiver a tiny bit as an outlet. I reach up to hold my hands behind his head, gripping the tufts of hair on the back of his neck. Trevor hums into my mouth a groan of desire and lust. The pads of his thumbs are rough against my bare legs, and the sensation is replaced when I notice he’s run his hands higher on my legs to disappear under the hem of my sleep shorts. I bite down on his lower lip and Trevor takes it as a sign that he can get rougher with the kiss. The feeling of his lips against mine consumes my every thought as I get lost in his touch, his scent, his kiss.
“Do you want to take this to the bedroom?” Trevor asks, his voice low and gravelly in my ear. I look at him and nod yes seriously but enthusiastically.
“I missed you…”
“I need you.”
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A/n: hope you enjoyed reading and my requests are still open if anyone has something they’d like to submit!
#thought of you#Trevor Zegras#Trevor Zegras fanfiction#Trevor Zegras fanfic#Trevor Zegras fic#Trevor Zegras imagine#Trevor Zegras writing#Trevor Zegras blurb#Trevor Zegras oneshot#Trevor Zegras one shot#Trevor Zegras x reader#Trevor Zegras x y/n#Trevor Zegras reader insert#Trevor Zegras fluff#Trevor Zegras smut#Trevor Zegras angst#TZ 11#TZ 46#nhl#NHL imagine#NHL fanfiction#NHL fic#baby duck
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gibby is already immortal bc of gibbylet but dude could just sun wukong it. who said he just needed One method of immortality
IM SUCH A FAKE GIBBY FAN I COMPLETELY. FORGOT ABT THE GIBBYLET. nobody can look at me rn. Literally though. This guys gotta preserrve his throne however he can
#asks#although i think the vampire immortality would apply to the rest of him while the gibbylet is just one small indestructible piece. if u get#ig yu get me#Gibby is the one piece.
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i forget in which inevitably headcanon you mention something about reader and jamie-
but all i can picture is reader being a bit more on the reserved side when initially meeting eveyone, and jamie is just the first person she warms up to- and that’s why it makes john so happy when he sees them giggling together
(if it was anyone else he’d definitely get jealous-)
she’s definitely very nervous cause she’s meeting a bunch of people who didn’t know she existed even though she’s been with john for so long
the reason she’s so comforted by jamie is that he genuinely seemed so excited to meet her while the rest she could tell were confused and a little put off cause she’s very different than gibbys normal type
mason and trevor were quick to adapt to her and troy was never judgemental, just very quiet- but the first time dahlia hugs mason goodbye at an event she was invited to a while after meeting, it’s very, very obvious that john’s not a huge fan
so she sticks with jamie because inexplicably, he loves them
also, until she gets used to trev being around he just has so much energy and it’s a little head spinning for her
dux in tux | inevitability au, jg36
“my girlfriend is coming tonight,” john murmured nonchalantly, heard vaguely over trevor, jamie and mason as they contemplated, as the single men of the team, wether or not they should bring casual dates
trevor whipped his head around, while jamie just smiled a little and mase furrowed his eyebrows “your who?” trevor had caught the attention of a larger part of the dressing room with his words.
“girlfriend?” mason repeated, a little more tame than trevor, but still pronounced enough that anyone who’d looked over at the commotion could hear.
“why haven’t you said anything?” jamie quietly asked.
john nodded to masons question, licking his lips in contemplation at jamie’s
“she’s younger.” he stated, scratching the back of his neck at the thought of the day they met. dahlia had continuously reminded him throughout the relationship that she was one one interested in him
and that their relationship would always be private enough that anybody who had an opinion wouldn’t be close enough to them regardless
“like.. 25 younger?” trevor tilted his head, and john poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue
“like i met her on her 20th birthday, younger.” he stared at the floor for a moment, looking up to see pretty much the whole team staring at him, with neutral looks of confusion.
that was good enough for him, though when he saw that jamie just smiled and tried to move on with the previous conversation, he was relieved that at least one person would be accepting of dahlia that night.
when the beginning of the event rolled around, john walked in with dahlia holding his arm, clearly very nervous to meet everyone since john had spared the details of the reactions his blurt had gotten him at practice
troy, trevor, cam, mace and jamie had all already been standing together, jamie immediately turning and smiling at her from their spot.
“this is dahlia, my girl,” john smiled down at her as she waved to the small group, jamie returning the favour while the rest just eyed her in silence.
john rolled his eyes a little, but carried a conversation with his teammates while she stayed wrapped around him and tucked close
as the night progressed, dahlia had met nearly the whole team, and they were all very mellow with her, not sure what to think about her and johns dynamic
when john leaned down to tell her that he’d needed a minute to use the bathroom, she blinked, nervous.
“can we find jamie first?” she looked up at him worry prominent in her features. john kissed her on the forehead and nodded, pulling her over to the drinks where jamie was standing
“hey, jim. can she stand with you a sec?” john nodded to the bathroom and then his eyes trailed to her, who still looked a little nervous to be left without him.
jamie nodded with a proud smile. he could already tell how much she meant to john, and being trusted to ease her discomfort like he had was a different kind of honour.
“dahlia, yeah?” jamie asked, looking down at her while she planted herself next to him, close but not uncomfortably.
she nodded. squeezing her own wrist like she’d been anticipating a piercing.
“gibby’s a big softy, right? like he’s real quiet at the rink but then he just goes teddy bear mode?” dahlia smiled, thinking of the contrast between her john and his john.
“yeah. he’s very sweet to me,” she blushed, looking up at jamie to see him fully engaged in their conversation, chuckling
“oh- and, ignore the team, i think they just weren’t expecting him to have been in a long term relationship. they’ll all warm up,” she nodded slightly, giving him a small thanks
“have you ever been to a game? i know we weren’t introduced to you, but some home games he looks more excited to play than others,” she bit her lip, reminded of the first game she’d ever gone to.
“i’ve been to a couple. i stay in the crowd, obviously. mason’s noticed me in the stands before and had apparently taken interest,” she giggled, jamie’s eyes going wide as he laughed
“that went over well, i take it?” he breathed out, tilting his head
“well. he asked me to be his girlfriend because of it, so i think it did,” she smiled, earning a hum.
“the jealous type?” before you could answer, johns arms were snaked around you from behind and jamie was beaming at the two of you.
“definitely.”
#e’s 500 celly!#inevitability au !#e’s blurbs!#john gibson#john gibson x reader#hockey imagine#nhl imagine#anaheim ducks
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Medicine
Pairing: L. Jethro Gibbs x gn!reader
Warning(s): Language, mention of a drug/night quill? (i think it is anyway) and being drugged
A/N: I have absolutely no ideas for writing, if you have requests or ideas my ask box is open, or here is a form
“Y/N!” The silver-headed man yelled after you as he ran down the stairs toward the basement.
“No!” You yelled back while giggling loudly.
“Get your pretty little ass over here!”
“Pretty?”
“Pre- yes pretty, you are very pretty now can you come here so I can tell you more about just how pretty you are.”
“Nu uh, you’re gonna give me medicine!” You spat out the last word with small bit of venom.
Jethro knew this would happen. The second the dentist called him to pick you up, he knew the mission of taking care of you after would be like no other.
“I have to give you medicine because the doctor said to baby!”
“Don’t baby me, Leroy.” The gasp that slipped past Jethro's lips had you giggling as you rounded the couch to separate you and your ex-marine boyfriend.
“Thought you wanted me to baby you, isnt that what you said in the car?"
“That was until you betrayed me.”
“It’s just night quill so you can sleep off the anesthetic stuff.”
“No I wanna feel loopy.”
…
It was completely silent after you responded and in your state, that scared you way more than it should’ve. You looked back only to find an empty spot where your boyfriend was chasing you.
“Jetty… Gibby?”
When you tried to tip toe backwards and turn forward again, said man jumped in front of you and wrapped his arms round you.
“Ha!”
“Ahh!”
“Gotcha baby.” He laughed and glanced down to see your face. “Oh come on don’t pout.”
"M' not poutin'."
“Sure you aren't sweetheart, but you’ll thank me when you wake up.”
“That’s what you think.”
“Yes, it is, and if I'm wrong ill just kiss ya and cuddle ya all morning till ya love me again.”
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