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maiumeni · 1 year
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deadtiredghost · 12 days
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my aromantic tmnt headcannons:
in the form of rough drawings. sorry.
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(idk anything about Usagi in the show this is just my au Yuichi i guess)
Yuichi: I wouldn't date you if you were the last person on earth
Leo: AWWWW, I wouldnt date you too!
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poppet-seed · 2 years
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@naffeclipse updated so you know the time.
This is based off "Getaway" from the fanfic series "Sleuth Jesters"
I really really REALLY loved the nightmare scene. There's so much I loved about this update that I'd be spoil the whole chapter if I started to rant it out it here.
So I'll contain myself and highly recommend you go read it for yourself.
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I actually coloured an art piece?? Gosh must be a miracle.
There's so much angst to be had here and i LOVE IT
And a funny meme
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Deadass had to take a moment when reading.
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11x11pm · 2 years
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princess jellyfish 🎐 09.
mom, what should a girl do when she's found out something she never wanted to? what- what should she do if she sees something she never wanted to? how? how can i erase the memories from my head? not only the memory of what just happened.. erase every single memory that has anything to do with him.
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widevibratobitch · 2 months
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#havent really been active on tumblr the last few days but now i came back to post another vent and fuck off again lol hiiiiii#i havent cried in way too long. ngl sobbing hysterically in your bed does hit different lol#anyway. what a great time to remind myself of every single bad thing anyone has ever said about my body and my face <3#anyway i finished the sobbing till i cant breathe session and now my one eye hurts like there's sth stuck in it but there's nothing#but while i was digging in it trying to find sth under my eyelid that could explain the pain i really really looked at it#my friend once said my eyes are the colour of a swamp and by god she was right.#and like damn. i was never insecure about my eyes but maybe i should add that to the list.#but like whatever. like obv im not gonna start being actually insecure about mu stupid eyes but it did hit me that there is really#not a single thing about my body that i can with all confidence say is nice/pretty/whatever. not a single thing that i genuinely like.#like at best case it's 'not as bad as it could be'. like i have nothing lol. cant even honestly say something as silly as 'i like my eyes'#cause no. they look like a swamp.#idk im just so tired of trying my best all the time and still looking like a rotting leaking bag of garbage.#i try to remind myself that i dress funny and do fun make up and that is what people will notice about me but the truth is#everyone will still always see that under all that bs im just plain ugly and just generally unattractive#and ill never be able to distract anyone from that not really#like ik people who like me dont care about that but thats the thing.#im just tired of being one of the people that will always be liked/loved/whatever 'despite' sth.#like there is nothing of value in me that is NATURAL. its all fucking fake.#anyway. wish i were dead same old same old.
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helixcraft · 1 year
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YEAHHHHHH VILL-V BIRTHDAY LETS GOOOO
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goldenhypen · 1 year
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finally watched the sacrifice mv and the bite me recording behind and omg when i say this is the giddiest i’ve been this whole month djdndj
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starlight-shark · 7 months
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ok but i NEED top surgery to dress fem
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cheriladycl01 · 18 days
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Can you do a cute one shot please where reader gets drunk and she’s a super lovey and cute drunk and just wants cuddles with Max or Lando please?? Love 🍷 anon who is deffo not drunk and crying over max edits 🥰🥰
Drunk in Love - Lando Norris x Drunk Reader x Max Verstappen
Plot: Your were drinking for England after your first podium. To the point where you can’t tell the difference between your boyfriend Lando Norris and team-mate Max Verstappen.
Warning: Throwing up, General drunkenness.
A/N: This request was hard to choose whether i wanted it centered around Max or Lando, so i added Max being cutie.
Credit to il-predestinato for the GIF
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You'd gotten your first podium and you were in a celebrating that in a London Club after the British GP. There was a load of drivers in the club with you including your boyfriend Lando Norris.
You were being offered drinks from pretty much everyone in the room, it was absolutely insane and you'd taken so many drinks without even thinking how much you'd had.
You vision was so blurry, and you were at the point where being this intoxicated was scaring you and you just wanted to get back to your apartment that you kept in London while Lando had the Monaco apartment.
"Lan!" you cry looking up at who you thought was your boyfriend because of the shirt he was wearing. It the shape, same colour and same material when you leaned in to touch it as what Lando was wearing.
Your vision was beyond fucked and you couldn't even make out your boyfriends beautiful face.
"Baby!" you cried at him, tugging him towards you, your eyes blurring more with tears as you struggle to get his attention. The body turns round, and Max is now looking down at his friends very drunk state.
"Y/N?" he asks looking over at you bending down.
"Lan, please baby. I love you but I want to go home!" you say nuzzling into his neck and wrapping your arms around his middle.
"Oh-erm Y/N" Max tries but because of how loud the club is your drunk self cant even tell that it's Max and his Dutch accent that is talking to you and trying to pry you off of him.
"Why are you trying to get me to let go! You love cuddles!" you pout looking down.
"Do you not love me anymore?" you gasp before sobs start to rack through your body at the thought of Lando, the love of your life no longer wanting to be with you.
"Hey, Hey shush!" Max comforts you, pulling you in for a hug and brushing you hair with his hand in a polite manner. You nuzzle into the hug, and you started to feel strange, this didn't feel like a Lando hug, it didn't feel like your Lando full stop.
This body was taller, but not as built as Lando. It didn't feel right. And you couldn't help but wonder who on earth this imposter was.
Max was asking around him, trying to get Charles and Carlos to find where Oscar, Logan and Lando had all wondered off to away from you.
"You are my boyfriend! WHO ARE YOU?" you ask your eyes squiting to try have a better look at the man in front of you.
"Y/N it's me Max!" he smiles kindly putting his hand on your upper arm to steady you as he can see your swaying.
"I want Lando, please get Lando!" you ask with little gasps of breath, sounding like hiccups while you try to catch you breathe a little.
"Carlos has gone looking for him, look come sit down here next to Charlie and Daniel, i'll go help Carlos!" Max says leading you next to Charles who moves over a little in the booth to give you room to get in.
You sit there quietly waiting for Lando's return.
Max was practically running round the club, looking to spy Lando or even Carlos so they could team up and look for the trio together.
After looking he finds them out on the balcony looking down at the busy London street below.
"Lando!" Max shouts making all their heads snap round.
"What's up?" Lando asks putting his drink down making it clink on the glass of the table.
"It's Y/N she's like ... I've never seen her this drunk before. She didn't even know I was me, she thought i was you!" he explains and Lando looks between Oscar and Logan with a shocked look.
"We left her for what... like half an hour!" Lando sighs before following Max back inside leaving Oscar and Logan to their own devices out on the balcony.
"Baby?" Lando asks tentatively, seeing you slouched against Charles.
"Lan!" you exclaim, jumping up and launching yourself at him. You hug him and he wraps you into a familiar warm bear hug and you know that it's him now.
"There's MY Lan!" you smile, nuzzling into him. He kisses your forehead before pulling you back and bending down to your level to look over your face. He could see how spacey your eyes look and that it's for sure about time you should be leaving.
"Come on baby lets go!" he smiles and you shake your head with a soft whine.
"My feet hurt so much" you say groggily and he cant help but laugh at the little pouty expression on his face.
"That's okay, I can carry you baby" he smiles and lifts you up as though you were the weight of a feather. He carries you bridle style all the way back to your apartment which was actually on a 15 minute walk through London.
"I love you so much! I'm sorry about tonight!" you sighed at him, not enjoying filming guilty for making him leave this early.
"Why are you sorry darling!" he laughs as he places you down in the now moving elevator of your apartment building.
"Because i made you leave early from the fun because I don't feel well!" you pout, grabbing his arm and hugging it close against you. He just smiles down at you. You were normally very affectionate anyway but drunk you was very clingy and needy.
Not that Lando minded, he actually loved it.
"Come on baby, it's bed time for the both of us. No need to feel guilty, I was kinda wanting to come back for a nice cuddle session with you anyway!" he grins and you then look down.
"Shower!" you complain looking at him as the lift doors open to your pent house. He carries you straight through to the bathroom, you collapse to your knees throwing up all the contents from that night.
Tears brim your eyes hating the sensation, while Lando rubs your back soothingly trying to help make sure you can breath.
"Okay, lets wash this down and then get you in there to clean up yeah hunny?" he smiles at you, grabbing the shower head down and turning the water on washing the sick from the floor of the shower down the drain until its gone. He helps you step in undressing you, then himself.
He helps you shower, not trusting you alone in the shower by yourself in this state before drying you off and brushing you teeth for you.
You both snuggle up in the big bed, you cuddling into him playing with his curls.
"I love you!" you whispers looking up at his expression.
"I love you more" he smiles placing a kiss on your lips before turning the lights off with the remote and laying his head back to sleep.
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yukkoislost · 1 month
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okay last magical girl au doodle for a while (maybe) cuz i have another idea and will be cooking up another storm (help)
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trying out a new eye style??? idk yet. anyway meet some of the side characters in this au !!
i was gonna draw J in too but then i ran outta space so she and some others gotta wait for a while sorry 😞🙏 it's a lil messy mb
more below cut 👍
aight so ill go w the one w more students rn
doll and V go to the same school,, it's a international/private school. V is older than doll and uzi so she's in a different grade and despite going to the same school, she and doll don't cross paths often.
i was half considering their race and then remembered that they're drones and don't really have a race but doll still speaks russian SO i might as well have fun w it !!!! V is italian.
cuz of their strict school rules, doll has to tie her hair up since she doesnt want to cut her hair,, V already has short hair. their uniforms is as u can see in the pic cuz I CANT DESCRIBE CLOTHES SORRY SOBS
V keeps her glasses !!!! in her normal drone form. how she sees as a magical girl?? uhm. chalk it up to cyn being able to do smt abt her vision, haven't decided yet,,
cant have doll without lizzy or V without her squad so lizzy and N and J are in the same sch too !! N and J are in the same grade as V ofc, J has more classes than N and V because.
lizzy and thad are siblings in this au (cuz it sits well w me idk its a fun thought) and they semi-share eye light colours 👍 lizzy went w her dad while thad stayed w the mom, so they grew up in different environments :)
thad and uzi are in the same school !! same grade etc. uzi's more of a loner student and she likes to eat her meals in the school washrooms (don't ask) but if thad invites her she'll eat in the cafetaria w him (as long as his other friends aren't around, she hates them)
uzi's school doesnt know exactly have uniforms?¿ it js came out when i drew her anyway tho 😭 her school is less strict on dress codes so they can wear whatever,, their school is a public one btw
V's full name is Guinevere
N's full name is Angelus
am i reusing names??? yes. yes i am.
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goingferalforhim · 9 months
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[ just doing my job ]
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📂 big bro! gojo satoru x geto! fem! reader ( x bf! toge inumaki ) . somewhere along the way gojo became your big brother (and he loves to tease you about your love life) . mentions of reader and gojo missing suguru .
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“they remind you of us, right?”
“maybe a bit,” you shrug, wearing a grin as you peer up at the white haired man. “yuji’s definitely funnier than you ever were tho.”
your teacher scoffs, flicking your forehead. “you were a child, you don’t remember anything.”
“I actually remember a good bit of my childhood, thank you very much.” you hiss as you rub at your head.
the two of you fall into a silence once again, turning to face the group of students in front of you. your gaze lingers from the three first years arguing to the three second year students—your classmates. they each stand, looking bored and fed up, as they wait for the other three to settle down; something the man beside you should be encouraging.
as you catch bits and pieces of the argument broken out on the training field you giggle to yourself, your mind returning back to when you were younger and would witness your brother, gojo, and shoko have their moments of disagreements—it usually ended in them turning to you, a literal child, for a final say.
“you don’t think I’m an attention seeker, right?” satoru had pouted, tilting his head to the side. shoko and suguru groaning behind him in unison. “say no and i’ll buy you something,” the white haired teen whispered as he leaned forward.
“whoa! whoa! whoa! there will be no bribing,” suguru had shoved himself between the two of you now and the argument had only escalated from there. but in the end satoru did buy you something, and then a few more somethings—“what I cant spoil my sister?”
“she’s my sister, satoru.”
your lips press into a thin line as you blink away the image of your brother, a dull ache pulsing through your heart—you missed him. you missed the way he’d comb your hair and twirl it back into a bun, you missed how he’d patiently sit and allow you to paint his nails different colours—sometimes he’d even allow you to give him a face of makeup to match his whole look. “don’t you look pretty,” satoru would mumble as he welcomed himself into suguru’s dorm—bags of snacks for the three of you to share.
he always bought your favourites—even now; whenever satoru returned from a mission it was always expected that he’d return baring some sort of treat or candy he spotted throughout his journey, even if it was simply heading down the block. satoru loved his sweets. yuji often complained as your teacher handed you a gift.
the pink hair boy would pout and wonder where his candy was, but you always shared—and eventually satoru had gotten into the habit of buying multiple treats. “you don’t have to buy more than one, satoru. its fine, really.” but in gojo fashion he ignored your statement and proceeded to arrive at your dorm with a plastic bag full of your favourite sweet pink-packaged candies that you loved so much.
sometimes he’d arrive at your dorm to hear your vibrant laughs or the constant chatter of you and your fellow students as you played games and caught up after classes.
he’d knock softly and wait, never opening the door unless you called out or did it yourself. his tall frame would loom over you as you peered up at him from the doorway, he’d grin and extend an arm—plastic bag crinkling at the movement. your own hands would grip the handles and pull them to your side. “thank you, ‘toru.”
“just doing my job,” he’d joke. at first it confused you, but you hadn’t questioned it. you suppose this was apart of his job, going out and fighting curses, and then returning with candy. but one night when he arrived at your door he expected silence, the sun had set hours ago and he planned on leaving the bag of sweets outside your door to find in the morning—but when your muffled sobs greeted his ears he found his knuckles softly tapping at the wood separating the two of you. “sweetheart?” he was met with silence, but your sobs had ceased. “you don’t have to let me in,” he whispers. “but I just need to know if you’re okay.”
“you can come in, satoru.” your voice was strained, and the mere sound of it practically shattered his heart.
he pops the door open slightly, “are you sure? if you wanna be alone thats alright.” his blue eyes meet your bloodshot one as you nod. he shuts the door softly and settles himself on the edge of your bed, his fingers mindlessly tracing the pattern of your duvet.
“do you ever miss him?”
your question catches him off guard, but he nods. “all the time,” he sighs.
“what do you do? you know, to make it better?” he slumps, his hand reaching for yours. you let him take it, he cringes at the coolness to your touch—taking your hand between both of his to attempt to warm your fingertips.
“I like to think about all the fun we had together, things we liked to do…sometimes I like to pretend he’s still here.” he admits with a soft shrug, his gaze still on your hand sandwiched between his.
“me too,” you hum—shuffling closer, leaning on his side. he sighs and places his head atop yours. the scent of his bodywash comes off of him in waves and the linger of his lavender shampoo tickles at your nose. “thank you for always being here for me.”
“just doing my job,” his forefinger and thumb pinch at your cheek, you swat him away as his words settle in. his job hadn’t been going on missions and bringing you back a sweet, his job was going on a mission and bring you back a sweet—because he was your brother.
you’re not sure when satoru became your brother, but one day he had stolen you away from suguru to go and have a brother-sister date—at the time you had only giggled at his words, but now…
satoru contacted you every morning with his schedule for the day, and if anything in the routine shifted he’d tell you—I just want you to know where I am in case you ever need me. at breakfast, lunch, and dinner he’d send you a text and asked if you ate—and if he was around he’d offer to get you you’re favourite take out. and in true brotherly fashion—when nobara had let it slip that you were going on a date with toge later one night, gojo satoru became peak big brother.
he didn’t know if he should send the younger boy glares or poke at him. should he threaten him or tell him your embarrassing stories?
which leads to now. the two of you watching the other students attempt to train.
“toge is looking at you,” you scoff and shove at his shoulder.
“stop.”
“what? I thought you loved him,” the smirk is prominent on his lips.
“we…we haven’t said the L-word yet,” you blush—your gaze focused on your hands as they sit in your lap. satoru chuckles from above you.
you glance up, peeking through your lashes—and just as satoru had said, toge stands staring at you.
his gentle eyes meet yours, and even from where you sit you can see the way the corners crinkle with his hidden smile.
“well, just by that smile alone I can tell he loves you.”
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squilko · 1 year
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cmc plus spike part 2..!! i imagine they wear a sort of school uniform which is just their little cloaks... its spikes first day hes nervous..
i based spikes posture off of a screenshot from the show.. a little bit hunched up.. dont ask why their uniforms are different colours ok i just wanted it to fit their colour palettes * sobbing and shaking
whenever spike isnt going on adventures with the mane 6 he hangs out with them instead... cant go out on a school night you have homework young man..!!!
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Spoilers for Catching fire of the Hunger games series, if u havent watched it dont read.
Rewatching the 2nd hunger games film, Catching Fire for the first time in a years here r my thoughts chronologically, & I've got a lot to say about this one:
- They actually show Katniss's PTSD, flashbacks and nightmares.
- Gale being a "nice guy", christ hes a an sh*tty
- watching them back to back, they recast the cat!!!
- Snow is a fabulous villain.
- CINNA 🥰
- Caeser Flickerman's banger theme tune!
- The camera's interview is so awkward
- Effie deserved Katniss snapping at her on the train
- Peeta acknowledging that he cant hold her to wot they did to survive in the games! Peeta's already way above Gale. Peeta king 👑 of communication.
- just asking each other their favourite colour is adorable
- The Mockingjay!
- Peeta offering to talk to make it easier for Katniss
- Peeta giving Thresh & Rue's families some of their winnings. Katniss's speech about Rue is beautiful, I'm sobbing
- I love district 11, f*ck the peace keepers!! That poor old man! Haymitch: Who's going to protect them!?
- Haymitch knows better than anyone that you never escape the games.
- Jennifer Lawrence is fabulous
- Haymitch cares about them so much, we love him.
- Katniss barely holding it together on the victory tour. She looked so horrified at the little girl saying she would volunteer just like Katniss did.
- Caeser Flickerman has no right to be so iconic.
- Peeta is amazing! I love him and Katniss
- Does Effie have to say Mahogany in every film?
- Peetas disgust at the Capitol compared to what people in the districts are going through.
- I love the politics of catching fire
- Seneca decided to stop breathing - Plutarch
- F*CK GALE!!!! SHE DOESNT HAVE TO LOVE U ROMANTICALLY FOR BOTH OF U TO SAVE UR FAMILIES!!!!! Gale's right about rebelling, but he isnt even trying to understand her trauma.
- I love the anti corporal punishment, pro riots/rebellion, f*ck the police message of catching fire
- Peeta without question helping to save Gale cos he's not selfish
- Prim being a great nurse!
- I don't think Katniss has ever had any romantic feeling for Gale, he's just her best friend at most, a lot of the time he's barely that, she would've thrown herself in front of that whip if it was anyone she remotely cared about.
- The trauma of all the victors. Haymitcch is right they're not winners, they're survivors. Nobody ever wins.
- Effie actually kinda realizing the games arent the honour shes been indoctrinated to think they are.
- Katniss didnt ghetto say goodbye to Prim 😭
- Finnick & Maggs!!! We love them.
- Finnick Odair 🥰
- The Capitol is even more perfect in this one
- Johanna Mason is iconic and fabulous
- Wiress & Beetie r great
- Maggs is the sweetest
- Transition from Seneca Cranes hanging body to Caeser Flickerman's banging theme song!
- The Victor's interviews are very persuasive & interesting, they each show a lot about the characters
- Slay Johnnana!!! Make him pay for it
- The costumes in this one is a step up from the first.
- the fact she knows that Cinna is in danger for the Mockingjay dress
- Peter "We actually got married" Mellark, Peter "If it werent for the baby" Mellark
- All the Victor's holding hands in a show of unity
- CINNA 😭 (Jennifer Lawrence was amazing in this scene)
- The arena is beautiful
- finnick: oh Sh*t Katniss might actually love Peeta.
- THE FOG ,, MAGGS!! 😭😭
- Tick Tock The arenas a clock
- PEETA! JOHNANNA!
- bye bye district 12
I love this film, for me, it's my favourite in the series.
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dansevilpianotea · 5 days
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what are some phancoded songs?
hiiii omg thanks for the ask!! i absolutely love talking about songs i associate with my interests!! (autism has been activated to the highest degree so this will be a long post, you have been warned)
here are some of what i think are classic dnp coded songs:
Guys by The 1975 (i see this as more about the phandom than about dnp tbh but its very very dnp coded no matter how you interpret it) That's So Us by Allie X Still into You by Paramore The Only Exception by Paramore
i have a whole ass 100 song long playlist about dnp but let me give you my favourites that aren't the usual classics:
Eighteen by Pale Waves
This city depresses me But you try to be everything I need We sat on the corner kissing each other Felt like I could finally see in colour I was 18 when I met you Poured my heart out, spilt all my truth I finally felt like I could feel for the first time When I met you
i mean????? thats 2009 dan and phil????? dip and pip??? hello!!??
also fun fact!!: this band is from manchester and this song was written by their non-binary drummer and lesbian lead singer (who lowkey gives lesbian version of dan). you should rlly listen to pale waves. idek if theyve heard of dnp but theyre true phannies to me.
Starlight by Muse
this song, man. never heard of muse until i got into dnp and then i this song was the first one is listened to.
Hold you in my arms I just wanted to hold You in my arms
i feel like it says sth about the expectations of being in a relationship while also presenting yourself on a massive public platform. wanting to be authentic and produce content^tm vs. being closeted and wanting to protect your relationship. 'I will be chasing a starlight, Until the end of my life, I don't know if it's worth it anymore'. Is worth it to constantly push the content out while feeling like a fraud for being inauthentic about your identity? 'And our hopes and expectations, Black holes and revelations'. the future may seem very dark and hopeless sometimes, it may not turn out how we expect or hope, but only once we face instead of fight it (embrace the void etc) we will forgive our past selves and see that the future really is bright. so yes, very dnp coded.
Anniversary by Autoheart
Years of nothing have subsided We have fixed each other up Giving you up? What are you on about? I'll never give up believing in us Giving you up? Now why would I do a thing like that? No I’m not giving you up, no way I will never stop when it comes to you
this song is not only dnp coded (kind of an october 19th theme song) but also has gained a new meaning since the return of dnp games <3. they didnt give up on us. they came back. and we really helped each other get here <3. think about it like that when listening and i guarantee you will be sobbing. the song also has some marriage themes bc theres wedding vows during the bridge so i will just let you live with that <33
Where the Lines Overlap by Paramore
Tracing patterns across a personal map And making pictures where the lines overlap No one is as lucky as us We're not at the end but oh, we already won Call me over And tell me how Well, you got so far Never making a single sound I'm not used to it But I can learn
we werent ready for their comeback / we're still learning to get used to it / just look at them / boiling frog theory / hard phaunch / do i need to say more
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Yellow by Coldplay
this song became part of my playlist when phil didnt know a single coldplay song. unfortunately i cant take it serious anymore after dan was turned into a golden pig, then was literally glowing golden during a book event all while #pissyourself4dan was trending and every phannie on twt made their pfps yellow. i will curse your mind to with the lyrics and mental imagery: (im sorry but im also not bc this is how my autism thinks humour works)
Look at the stars Look how they shine for you And everything you do Yeah, they were all yellow ✨✨ Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones Turn into something beautiful ✨✨✨ And you know, you know I love you so 💛
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(im sorry again)
Safe & Sound by Tonight Alive
Dan in BIG: "for the first time since I was a tiny child I actually felt safe."
Nothing compares to what we share I don't have a care in the world Cause even if it all came crashing down, As long as you're around, I'll be safe and sound. 🧡
ending it with a nice one because its beautiful and sappy and its so them afterall. they really won rpf.
thank you for this ask, i enjoyed answering it!! (im sorry for taking so long. im on day 11 of a cold so ive not had much energy.)
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kurenwe · 29 days
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more sketches because i cant finish a drawing to save the life of me… but elevator edition!! everyone cheered!! also tried a new brush 👊😼 isnt thta amazing thank you
i never knew you could change text colour thats so cool
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WHY IS IT SO BIG
sob
heh… jorking it… i figured out you can add filters to the photo… i can make it rainbow thats amazing thanks for coming to my ted talk
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sweetpinkchampagne · 9 months
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tolerate it
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pronouns: female pronouns are used
relationship: fem reader x stephen strange (marrieddd)
warnings: angst to the max, mention of the feeling to need to throw up or want to throw up
note: i titled this reluctantly because "wait by the door like im just a kid, use my best colours for your portait, lay the table with the fancy shit, and watch you tolerate it" reminded me of this, not in the respect that stephen is ignorant, but hes just absent.. (in this) ok i love you, i hope you enjoy. (major swiftie if u cant tell)
“are you kidding me?” your words echoed through the halls of the sanctum, bouncing off the walls and ricocheting back to where you were both standing. you weren’t angry, far from angry - you were downright livid. your cheeks were flushed and your ears were burning, there he stood with his stupid god forsaken ‘i'm sorry’ look plastered on his face. he let you speak, knowing that talking back would just add fuel to the fire. 
“one day stephen. one goddamn day, that’s ALL i asked you for.” your voice broke during the last part of your sentence, tears welling up in your eyes. it sounded selfish to somebody who wasn’t in your position. you knew he needed to protect the world, you knew that when you married him - but things weren’t working well lately. he was home late and gone before you woke up. it was as if you weren’t even in a married. you tried your best to be understanding, he had more important things to attend to - but jesus christ it hurt. it hurt waking up to a cold bed, preparing dinner for yourself, by yourself..
you bit the side of your cheek, furious with yourself that you had hot tears streaming down your cheeks as you sobbed looking at him from across the entrance of the sanctum. your throat burned, bile creeping up, you felt sick, nauseous constantly, and your doctor was never around to help fix it. he had to fix the world instead.
he had promised today was your day, one day away from the chaos of being an avenger and a sorcerer. he was called into work, something ‘non-negotiable’ came up. you had made a reservation at a restaurant you were both going to eat at tonight. deep down, you knew you had to cancel it, honestly there was no saying when he would be home. but you couldn't bring yourself to call the restaurant. again.
“baby…i’m so sorry. i know i haven’t been around lately”. he said softly, he hated seeing you cry. you stood there staring at him. fiddling with your shirt like a kid who just got in trouble.
“please understand my sweet girl..i have to go, it’s not going to be like this for the rest of my career, i promise.” 
he walked over to you, his arms wrapping around you. you wanted to scream, kick and fight. beat your hands against his chest in rejection and walk off. the last thing you wanted right now was an apologetic hug - but you gave in. sobbing in his arms, your head tucked into his chest as he cooed gently and rubbed your back soothingly. 
“i know honey.. i know. god i’m so sorry.” he kissed the top of your forehead, gently breaking away from the embrace. 
the sound of his boots padded outside as he left the sanctum sanctorum. and then he was gone.
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