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wonbini · 6 months
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yangjeongin · 2 months
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HYUNJIN BIRTHDAY COUNTDOWN (2024): hyunjin in every letter... ↘ D-19 | LIVES
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Here is the correct way to hold your Werehog
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theres not many people that can pick him up to begin with, bud
(he will make this tails' problem)
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The inherent homoeroticism of 70s cop shows
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intotheelliwoods · 1 month
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What was that about One falling asleep whenever he can and feels comfortable enough because the boy needs it? Hm? Something about him feeling safe around Poptart and not needing to keep his guard up was it? @dianagj-art *uses your own tags against you*
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theygotlost · 8 months
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TRIBUTE TO SOME OF MY FAVE THHGTTG CHARACTER DESIGNS!!!!!!! this fandom has such limitless creativity i love them allllll
DESIGNS BY: @potato-lord-but-not @ragdolls-and-such @juiatomoustar @aurizzim @bullything @mishawoop @icekirbys @fullcolorfright @cctinsleybaxter
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randomminty · 11 months
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manchesterau · 10 months
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harry and his dangly earring on the x factor uk in 2013
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insanityisdivine · 4 months
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Ace the Observer
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He's like the Madam of the Brothel reveling in the enjoyment of his clients lol but you also wanna get with him 'cause he's also the hottest chick there. He's like a final boss you wanna bang
October 25th 1974 KISS backstage with groupies (and Peter's then wife lol) at the Capital Theatre in Passaic, NJ.
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iamacolor · 6 months
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I figured it was the thing you couldn't tell me the other day so I tried to help you in subtle ways.
A GOOD DAY TO BE A DOG - EPISODE 3
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petrichorium · 7 months
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I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT EX HUSBAND SHANKS 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
Okay I was thinking a relationship that’s like SUPER chill and casual. Like literally fuckbuddies turned lovers; u stay on ur home island and he’s off most of the time. Was based close by in the first year or two y’all met and got close so he was around more often but eventually it becomes him stopping by every few months for a few weeks and the two of you keeping up contact while he’s gone. The progression from just messing around to a committed relationship is slow and largely unsaid until Beckman tells you his captain has turned down every other woman for the past two years and you realize you aren’t much searching for other men yourself; soon enough you’ve got matching rings and as untraditional as it is it works.
And I’m just thinking abt how like…….. ur happy w ur life on ur little island, it’s relatively safe all things considered under his protection and you’ve lived there your whole life and all you rlly wanna do is keep your head down and stay there. Getting involved with Red-Haired Shanks puts a major flaw in that plan but it’s easy to forget who exactly he is. He doesn’t hide it, ofc not, but he’s so… unremarkable seeming that it’s difficult to remember, especially when your interaction with him is isolated to a scant few days or weeks when he’s most at ease and the only thing he’s thinking about is you.
But………. then you’re reminded otherwise. It’s silly really, because of course you know. It’s been years since you first met him, you’ve seen the wanted posters and you’ve heard how people talk about him, but knowing in abstract—contrasted by the man who’s managed to marry you, all wide smiles and incessant drunken love confessions and never dodging a well-placed swat from your hand—is far different from seeing in person.
You board his ship for a little trip; something small, only a few days to go retrieve a gift for you that Shanks had foolishly left a few islands away, low-risk and entirely in his territory. But it all goes sideways and you’re forced, quite suddenly, to realize just who you’ve managed to fall for—and exactly what kind of power and prestige he wields—while trapped with nowhere to go but remain on his ship with him and his crew for the days it takes to return.
You feel stupid more than anything, balking like this after one (frankly minuscule) fight. You don’t leave his cabin the whole trip back. He brings you meals, holds you when he can, tells you how much the crew misses you, but he doesn’t understand just how much you’re questioning. How much, you wonder, do you really know Shanks? Bordering on ten years is quite some time but when you only see him a scant few weeks out of those years, how much does it matter?
The ring on your finger, the way he looks at you—they settle on your shoulders more like a noose now, no longer making you giddy. How long until some bitter rival of his storms your home searching for you because they can’t touch him?
How much is he worth it when the lives of everyone in your hometown stand at risk?
You’re smart enough not to pick the fight until you’ve returned. You have it at the door of your home, long overdone and frankly terrified, all but melting down once you’re truly alone with him for the first time in a week. He doesn’t yell back—doesn’t do much, after attempts at soothing you fail, except watch you with a mildly surprised expression on his face.
For the first time in years you don’t let him stay the night, or see him off when he leaves the following day. You sit up on your roof and watch his ship disappear over the horizon and assure yourself that clearly you aren’t cut out for being his.
(But two months later that ship appears again, and an hour after docking there’s a knock at your door, and you can’t help how your breath hitches when you see that red hair beyond the peephole…)
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veggiecorner · 7 months
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I woke up within a cold sweat with this botw/totk zelink headcanon but i like to think Link actually proposed to Zelda but in an unplanned unofficial way. Like...a week after totk happens and they're having their first breakfast at Hateno (or maybe Akkala) and Zelda's rambling about how she's sad she never recorded ancient food recipes she's tried at her time in the past and Link just stops her and goes "hey...do you want to get married?"
Zelda's visibly like ??? huh??? and he repeats it. She's a lil spooked cause where is this coming from. Also she's dense so she says "well...I've...assumed I'll be married sometime in the future..." not connecting that he's literally proposing to her and he smiles so sweetly at her and says "I mean with me. Will you want to marry me?" And he steps over to her side of the table and finally gets on one knee.
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bonniebeanie · 1 month
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Thanks to the blue guy!!
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swordmaid · 1 year
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post canon jaime sketch for this new jb au im thinking of 🤭
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deepseasecret · 2 years
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In my souyo era
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itsdefinitely · 2 months
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oc things and stuff
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