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#i cant take much more
sugurizz · 6 months
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Me having to write nanami P0RN again cause these shots of him are driving me INSANE.
This is an invitation to send Nanami thots btw
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gartyontumlr · 8 months
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Ok but like can we talk about this picture?
Like😭😭 my first thought was “the only moment you see him lose smt haha”
even tho I’m redbull fan this is just super funny and cute
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ashtreeeee · 1 year
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ayooooo another lemon demon inspired ranboo art yipeeeeeee <3
also took heavy inspiration from song ocean and from @/backwardmind ‘s comic “extensions” about c!ranboo so check that out!!
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brettdoesdiscourse · 4 months
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I'm really gonna need funny actors to stop coming out as conservatives
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miss-allsundays · 1 year
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girl those two have a crush on each other, no album does this on its own!!
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disgustingtoast · 1 year
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the amount of pain they're putting these little fruits through has gotta be homophobic somehow
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taylor played rwylm and castles crumbling the same night
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hands0mejack · 1 year
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they shouldve had Tassiter call him "Jackie" instead of John. Then we could've had a trans icon villain origin story smh gearbox
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They really used Jule's contract extention to cover this up 😭😭😭
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seraphdreams · 1 year
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he can…. he can drive….
twst tamashina-mina groovy spoilers !
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ba0shanblack · 2 years
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Vegas' Pov and thoughts about Pete...
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fishfwcker · 1 year
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what the fuck why is mythic quest on apple tv+ now what fhe fuck
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vinnyandthephenomena · 8 months
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so things just keep happening huh
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angel-zophiel · 1 year
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Goodnight // Azrael One shot
Azrael x reader: short one-shot fluff
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Summary: Its the middle of the night and Jean-Paul decides he wants to annoy you.
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Self indulgent bullshit is what it is
Your fingers smoothly glided through Jean-Paul's hair, the sensation sending a wave of bliss across his scalp. His head was buried in your shoulder as the two of you lay in the other's arms.
"...you trying to swoon me isn't going to change my opinion." He playfully chided, making you giggle at your found deception. For at least 20 minutes now, the two of you had debated about what the best film was, you going with the same one that you've loved for years, and him choosing something so out of left field you wanted to leave him cold and alone just for having the audacity to compare the two.
In reality, however, Jean-Paul didn't care which movie was better. Having never been exposed to very much media growing up, he didn't have much knowledge of 'pop culture' prior to meeting you. And as an adult now, he never got around to watching anything as he day job -as well as the night one - took up most of his free time. The rest he would much rather prefer to spend loitering in bed with you. But when you had firmly sat him down and forced him to watch the film one day so that he would be 'assimilated into society', he was surprised that you were so familiar with it. It really was your favorite and due to that, you weren't able to really keep quiet when the two of you were watching. He didn't mind. In fact, he loved to hear how excited you were that day. So now, using your movie as bait, he dragged you into a little skirmish to hear your passion again, much to your bitter amusement.
"I would never try to manipulate you with affection, Alley. Thats treacherous." You faked offense at the accusation he threw at you, a giddy smile plastered on your face. He knew you knew it was useless, but you had to make sure he recognized what the attempt was trying to do. And that being get your way. Alley chuckled under his breath, the sound lost as his head was laying against your neck. You continued to scratch your nails across his scalp, knowing exactly how much he enjoyed the feeling as he would often lay in your lap for you to do just that. It was cute that you were trying everything you could think of to make him 'see what you knew to be the truth' as you had stated earlier.
With your first attempt to coerce him failed you moved on to his second weakness, praise.
"I just dont understand how such a sad...sad sad sad movie could be so highly regarded by such a strong, handsome," you placed extra emphasis on the word, "smart, gorge-" "Yeah, yeah keep it coming." He laughed, "Dont try to flatter me because you're losing th-"
"Losing!?" You scoffed, your fingers halting in their path. He whined at the loss of contact, "Im losing?" You started to turn away from him, not getting very far before he tightened his grip on you. You both knew you weren't going anywhere, far too comfortable and tired to even put much effort into the action. But you had to get your point across.
"No, no. You win," He conceded, awkwardly reaching for your hand and trying to replicate the motions you had done, you were being difficult though, and pulled away from him, unable to keep your smile concealed, he groaned in response.
"Your movie's better. Way better than-" "Yes, it is." You interrupted, "Yes, now..." he lay back against you, throwing his arm over your chest, and buried himself further in your embrace. Your legs were tangled together, trapping you in the process. The notion made you roll your eyes and laugh as your hand came up and began combing through his hair again, dragging them down his back. He really did do the most at times to be near you and hardly ever shied away from accepting your affection. It was intoxicating to him. Any chance to be near you, he gladly and swiftly jumped on. Be it sweetly asking you to shower with him because he was lonely, or hell, depending on how bad the wound was if he ever came home injured and you were still awake he always asked if you would tend to it because he loved feeling your hands on him. This however was not something you were happy with as you would rather him go to the hospital with some of the injuries he sported, than struggle his way to your place just because he "felt better when you did it".
You adjusted to get a little more comfortable, but with him nearly enveloping your entire form, you really weren't able to move much at all. It didn't matter much though, he seemed to have an effect on you that totally relaxed you. He always has. Many nights you would struggle to fall asleep, something in you not allowing your brain to stop and rest. But whenever he would finally slip in through your window and join you in bed, you would instantly doze off. It was a blessing you had become far too dependent on.
Jean-Paul kissed your neck, drawing out a lazy grin from you.
You couldn't see his face with the way you both were positioned, but you could feel the smile he had against your skin.
"...goodnight."
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I violently love the idea of calling this little man 'Alley', it keeps me goin at night
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I love seeing my twt mutuals use tumblr for the first time it's like watching a baby bird slowly figuring out how to fly holy shit i habe a bladder infection ow ow ow ow fuck
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Day 54 without a confirmation on season 2...
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