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wildwizardcreation · 2 months

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irl/rpf etho design tests !!! hes so cutes and also ☝ i am in love with him

#castingx #potionsx #shoutout to the rpf server for grabbing so many great mentions of how he looks irl #brunette blue eyed beauty #+ beauty marks big nose and (to be seen) massive fucking arms #i like to think his hair was short for a long time but then he got to experiment with the length during the pandemic #he is very gorgeous to me!!!!

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macaulaytwins · 1 year

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Andrew Minyard the man that you are

#He Is Very Gorgeous To Me!!!!#aftg #andrew minyard #tfc #all for the game #the foxhole court #neil josten #kevin day #andreil

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haunteddisco · 8 months

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idk i just really like him

#HE IS VERY GORGEOUS TO ME!!!!#johnny gage #emergency!#1970s

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th3tawaves · 1 year

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haiii tumblr sorry I forgot about youuuu I come bearing this weeks favourite horrible awful male :3c

#digital art #art #fanart #legend of zelda #loz #loz fanart #skyward sword #ghirahim #did he ever get the sexyman treatment??#he should have #-ohh but his skyward sword design was ugly- GO LOOK UP HIS HYRULE WARRIORS ONE HE IS A BEAUTIFUL MAN #HE IS VERY GORGEOUS TO ME!!!!#thetaposting

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canidfeline · 2 months

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kleo forgive me but i have so much need for liam content even though no one else knows about him so let me be cringe. LIAM JOURNAL - PAGE ONE. Winnie said I should write my feelings down. Other people and her say that I write better than I talk so it might be better for her to know me if I write.

Today was okay. I hunted with Logan since we went camping. Taught me how to use the rifle because I might not always be able to use claws.

Went to classes too. Jean says she teaches me normal things first, like how to act in front of normal people like humans and manners, and after that, I start being taught school stuff. Jean is nice, I see why dad likes her. But Winnie says cheating is bad, and Jean already likes Scott, so I don't think dad should like her. It seems mean.

I still don't want to tell Winnie about the facility. I Liam now. X-22 then. Different people. I feel things now.

Winnie doesn't believe me when I say she's the only thing I feel things for. She laughed but in a nice way and said that she didn't know I knew what flattery was. I don't know what flattery is, I was being honest.

I don't feel that thing that most people do for people. Angel, or Warren, says that he finds most girls hot. I asked him how he could find people a temperature and he said it's like... what he calls really good-looking people if there attractive. Don't really find people attractive. But Winnie is. Or I like how she looks like how a baby likes theyre teddy. Comfy. She makes me comfy.

I'm hungry. Might forget to write tomorrow, but might.

Night night journal.

#this is #strange #but i need to talk about my little clone #he is very important to me #HE IS VERY GORGEOUS TO ME!!!!

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discountwives · 1 year

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autismo mode activated

#he is very gorgeous to me!!!!#jude jests 🃏#the g in gus stands for gay. also gorgeous #i need him no one gets it #are there any other gus sshippers? dont answer i dont care #smashing a bottle over your head #months....MONTHS. get out of me head!!!

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canisalbus · 12 days

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Baby Machete is everything to me, I just imagine him running to do an errand in town and clacking a stick against a wood fence and seeing this Lil baby man with his hard earned allowance wanting a treat. (I cannot draw dogs I'm sorry)

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#good lord you cannot do this to me #holding him in my palms like a baby pigeon #oh dear. oh dear. gorgeous #look at him he's having such good time #really liking the movement of his robes in the first piece by the way #very flowing and natural #and the wonky puppy ears in the second #that's so precious auh thank you!#gift art #onetiredwitch #own characters #Machete #would you sell this small bread enjoyer (1) sweet roll?

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r0semultiverse · 8 months

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Hey um I'm concerned...

"Is this true, fellow Petrikov?"

Something something about the cycle repeating. 👀

#that first line & the way he's so nonchalant about the whole thing strikes me as very suspicious #has this happened before??? Has there been other Simons?#maybe It's just because he's a scientist like PB prime? that's probably what it is; but I'm open to the other possibilities #the way he's just so casual about other Simons existing just strikes me as odd... 👀#is there a timeloop going on??? I stg its either I'm tired or theres some vibes of something bigger going on here #I'm curious about who Prismo's boss is still...#I LOVed the animation style change during winter king simon's musical number; it was gorgeous!#mine #op #adventure time spoilers #adventure time #adventure time fionna and cake #adventure time fionna & cake #fionna and cake #simon petrikov #ice king #winter king #ice simon #ice crown #fionna & cake

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saintpavlov · 3 months

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he doesn't mean to make you sad, you know that. it's just that, when atsumu's upset it becomes everyone's problem—yours especially.

you don't know how it starts. atsumu had been bouncing off the walls just a moment ago, drunk off of booze and the afterglow of victory. you don't know which one of his teammates had invited her to the after-party, just that right now, you can't help but hate them.

it's just for a second, but you catch it. the way his eyes immediately dim, how his hand falters around yours. you don't want to jump to conclusions, but it's obvious—atsumu's in love with her. painfully so.

he drops your hand as if burnt and turns away, letting himself be carried off into another conversation. atsumu laughs loud enough to be heard over the music, a deafening house mix that thuds through your chest like a second heartbeat. anyone else might not spare him a second glance, but you know that when atsumu laughs that loud there's something he's trying to hide. then, as if remembering that you're still there, atsumu turns over his shoulder. you answer before he can ask the question.

"no no, go ahead. go have fun!"

atsumu tilts his head, though you know he's only asking to be polite. "are you sure?"

you smile. "no worries."

it's a bold-faced lie, but atsumu's never been that good at paying attention. he returns your smile with an excited nod, letting himself be led away by the shoulders. "don't go anywhere!" he shouts, though you know later on he'll forget to come find you. that's the way it always is. always has been.

you nurse your drink against your chest—water, you don't have the stomach tonight—and try to look on the bright side, if there is one. atsumu had been the one to invite you, hadn't he? and though you're still "just friends", he'd held your hand earlier, so that has to count for something, right?

it's useless. you down your water in one go, figuring that if you treat it like alcohol it might work like it is. it doesn't, and now you're alone at this party with an empty cup and an even emptier hand.

you sigh and snake your way out of the kitchen, making your way up the stairs to the first door that opens. the upstairs is off-limits, but you hope that whoever owns this room is drunk enough to be forgiving. you don't even bother to turn on the lights, and instead flop backwards onto the bed. you feel the music downstairs rather than hearing it, a steady thump-thump-thump that shakes through you from head to toe.

you close your eyes, trying very hard not to think about atsumu and the girl he's still in love with downstairs. it's not your place to be bothered, that you know, but something in your chest still aches at the thought. you've loved atsumu since before he met her, after all. it's a shame he hasn't noticed. or maybe he's not noticing on purpose, which is considerably worse.

"woe is me," you say to no one, your voice biting with sarcasm. you're not shocked at how things are turning out, moreso that you thought it'd turn out any differently. with a sigh, you close your eyes. atsumu will find you eventually. and if he doesn't, then someone else will. you'd rather be cursed at for trespassing than anywhere downstairs, faking a smile as you wait for atsumu like a well-trained dog. at least here you can lick your wounds in private.

you don't know how much time has passed when you feel something press into your side, warm and solid. arms wrap around you: one slung over your waist, the other snaking its way under your head. you turn in confusion, seeing nothing in the dark.

whoever's holding you down reeks heavily of liquor, and their arm feels like a dead weight around you. when you try to pull it off they hold onto you tighter, mumbling something incoherent under their breath. "um, hey," you say loudly, voice hoarse with sleep. "get off of me."

the person beside you stirs, and the bed dips slightly as they prop themselves up. they mumble your name under their breath, and in the dark you can make out the vague outline of a face.

with a start, you realize you recognize that voice. "...osamu?"

he lies back down, bringing you along with him. "h-hey," you start to protest, but osamu's grip grows stronger in response.

"don't leave," he mumbles, as you try to sit up.

"but—"

"m'head hurts. shhh." osamu shushes you, curling up against your side. his hair tickles the side of your reddening cheek.

"hey, osamu." you try to move out from under his arm again, to no avail. "you're really drunk."

"and?" he counters, pulling you closer, almost possessively. "just pretend for a little while."

that catches you off guard. "pretend?"

"it's dark, so it's easier," osamu refuses to elaborate. "c'mon. it's my birthday."

"osamu, your birthday's in october."

"is it?" there's an uncharacteristic cheekiness to osamu's voice, one that makes you turn your head towards him in surprise. you can't see him, but you can tell from the warmth that his face is only inches away. "well it's somebody's birthday, somewhere."

something touches your cheek—osamu's hand? no, his face. somewhere near his chin, guessing by the stubble that scratches your skin. "just do me a favor and pretend i'm him," osamu says, and in that moment he sounds scarily sober.

"wh-what?" you can't help the way your mouth hangs open at the request, your stomach feeling like it's about to drop out of you.

"you heard me," osamu mumbles, back to being drunk again. "pretend i'm him. you know what i mean."

"you—what—that's not—"

"am i wrong?" osamu presses, raising his voice like he's imitating his brother. it works. osamu's fingers trace across your face, reading the shock on your face like braille. you turn your head and press your nose to his neck—no cologne, only the soft smell of skin. it can't be atsumu, but for a moment, you're fooled.

osamu tilts his head and sighs, slow and sweet. and when his lips brush your forehead, it's like everything you've ever dreamed. "i'm right," he breathes, nestling his head against your shoulder. it's not a question anymore, but a fact. "i'm right," he sing-songs, still painfully drunk.

"osamu—"

a hand covers your mouth, warm and firm. softer than atsumu's, and just a bit bigger. "don't say my name like that," he whispers, his voice hot against the shell of your ear, "say it the way you say his."

you swallow an audible gulp. "osa—osamu?" you try again.

osamu shakes his head. needy hands pull you in by the waist. you feel osamu's lips kiss up the side of your neck. "not like that," he murmurs.

"o-osa...mu..." you're breathless and dizzy. you feel osamu's smile against the underside of your jaw.

"better," he grins, and this time, his lips find yours.

it ends before you can even react. osamu pulls away with a shaky exhale, as if he's slowly waking from a dream. his eyes shine back at you in the dark, wide and unblinking.

he opens his mouth to speak. "i—"

"you're drunk," you say immediately, and push him away by the chest.

osamu doesn't let you. he brings his hands over yours and keeps them there, and under the thin cotton of his shirt you feel his heart beating rabbit-fast. "so? i'll still want you when i'm sober."

his words choke your own out of your throat. "osamu...i can't—"

"so don't. don't do anything. just stay the night." there's a desperation in his words that makes your stomach flip. osamu holds onto you like he's afraid to let go. "please."

it's late, and you're tired. atsumu's in love with someone that isn't you, but osamu's arms are warm enough to make you forget. you think to yourself: is it selfish if he's willing? are you cruel for wanting to pretend?

you wrap your arms around his neck and osamu relaxes, melting into you the same way butter does on toast. he's soft, comforting. familiar, but not the same. osamu's lips brush on your neck again and the impact shudders through your spine like electricity. he takes his hands and rubs them over your arms, thinking that you're cold. you don't want to tell him that in reality you're burning up, feeling hot everywhere he touches.

"thank you," osamu murmurs into your hair.

"for what?"

"stayin'."

and when osamu kisses you a second time, you don't have the heart to push him away.

#spwrites #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #miya osamu #miya osamu x reader #miya osamu x you #osamu x reader #osamu x you #drabble #light angst #unrequited #x reader #i have lots of thoughts about miya osamu #he is very gorgeous to me

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artbysjv · 10 months

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Might color later, BUT HE IS SO BABYGIRL!!!!

#one piece #one piece day #one piece netflix #vinsmoke sanji #sanji #black leg sanji #op sanji #one piece sanji #sanji op #sanji one piece #op #straw hat sanji #sanji fanart #one piece fanart #op fanart #fanart #digital art #my art #HE IS VERY GORGEOUS TO ME

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welcometohellfireclub · 2 years

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if after last night's episode I don't see a rise in smut fanfics about this man right here, I will sue this entire hell site.

#idc if yall think he's discount deamon #HE IS VERY GORGEOUS TO ME #aemond targaryen #aemond one eye #aemond x reader #aemond targaryen x reader #house of the dragon #game of thrones #ewan mitchell

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cupothi · 1 year

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luke skywalker it seems i've grown quite fond of you tho there are no sexual urges or desires you come to me as a long lost friend whom i once picked apples with in papa's orchard

edit: I JUST FOUND OUT ABOUT THE TWINK POLL YALL BETTER VOTE LUKE

#luke skywalker #star wars #star wars fanart #star wars a new hope #star wars the empire strikes back #luke skywalker fanart #hes so gorgeous to me #his levels of t guy swag are off the charts #these are my favorite outfits of his #the dagobah binder being the best ofc #i also love his weird yellow metallic suit? thing?#i saw it on twitter and became obsessed what can i say #hes very dear to me #twink poll

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hughesquinn · 4 months

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