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a-innocent-peep · 1 month

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Because you have given me three dozen donuts I present you six ginormous chocolate boxes for you!!

Good timing @catakiss

I melted them, BIG MISTAKE

#tysfm #your the best #i got good karma #send help #i melt #i suffer #meeooww

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chrollohearttags · 4 months

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meg baby, I promise we’ll all look the other way if you decide to strangle that chimera ant built bitch. I promise we won’t say nothing.

#nicki got to be one of the nastiest bitches I’ve ever seen in my life #you ain’t had a fucking hit in 10 yrs good enough to act the way you do #it’s crazy it took her being so vile to meg for ppl to get it #it’s always ‘protect blk women’ w/her until it’s somebody she don’t like lmao #and her only beef with her is that she collabed with cardi #the only one who stuck by her side mind you so ofc she #she’s been terrible and I remember back in 2017 when ppl jumped me for ‘defending a Latina woman’ over her #the same bitch that co opted a hashtag meant for missing and murdered blk women for her own bullshit #while cardi was using her platform to speak up for breonna Taylor and police brutality? oh okay #she’s a nasty witch and her karma will come #rap beef aside #‘how you got 3 Grammys and can’t stay on beat?’#how are you the supposed queen and been rapping since Jesus was in Jerusalem but have zero?#bringing up her dead mother..you deserve to rot #cherry chats 🍒#I’m so happy cardi no longer feeds into her bullshit and lets her stupid ass talk to the wall #all the new girls are outshining her and I’m so glad they don’t have to grovel to her #the fact that these girls just came out and are her competition says more abt nicki than it does Meg cardi latto or anybody else #her peers should be missy kim queen latifah etc #and yet she’s linking up with 23 year olds and beefing with girls 20 years her junior #guess that predator spirit run in the family huh

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jestererratic · 1 month

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I knew the angel you were...

#good omens #good omens season 2 #crowley #angel crowley #i showed my friends good omens season 2 #they liked it so much i got a squishmallow thrown at my head as karma for making them feel emotions #it's not my fault it's neil gaiman's #good omens fanart #art #space

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azaracyy · 4 months

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a lesson on good karma digimon survive week 2024 day 4: supporting characters

#digimon #gomamon #digimon survive #survive week #survive week 2024 #rambling ahead. you don't have to read the tags beyond bc there's nothing that important tbh... you can just look at the art...#exhausted from being out and doing housework yesterday. then got a last-minute job with very urgent deadline today #finished everything but yeah basically i did anything but art so #irl do be like that aint it #anyway it's been a long time since i played survive and my memory isn't that good #but i always remember the part where we had to protect the gomamon #and later they showed us a path via the dam allowing the team to continue exploring #it reminded me of just how important it is to be nice and do good things whenever and wherever possible #and be mindful with the not-so-good things you do and say #be it good or bad. karma is real even if you don't know when it will get back at you #and you know in visual novel settings. whatever choice you make really determines what happens later on #yeah believe it or not i end up thinking stuff like that by helping a bunch of adorable seal mons...#mmm i'm officially behind now so i might as well take my time while also rest a bit haha ;;#this week has been fun with survive week tho fr. even though i came in unprepared (when will i change)#gotta keep surviving #png

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amaranthdahlia · 6 months

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the one he loathes above all others.

#'its like he transcended time and space... just to oppose me'#IM SOOO OBSESSED WITH THIS MATCH UP U HAVE NO IDEA #LIKE GOODD THEYRE SUCH GOOD FOILS I NEVER GOT TO APPRECIATE IT UNTIL NOW #BAKUGOU BEING AFOS KARMA INCARNATE>>>>>>>>>#bakugou katsuki #all for one #mha all for one #my hero academia #boku no academia #mha afo #mha manga spoilers #mha kudou #second one for all user #dahlia.art

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yanaleese · 4 months

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how would karma react to a thick Latina y/n 😍😍!!! (Me I’m that thick Latina)

In conclusion he would

(1) Bear hug your thighs (note that this guy is HEAVY):

(2) And make it his pillow

Then he'll wake up in the morning and apologize for fanboying for your thighs LOL

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rainysoshi · 3 months

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last ~30 day sketch/wip dump

suzalulusuza brain rot too stronk (・へ・;;)

#how tf do people tag lelouch mans got like AT LEAST 3 names #suzalulu #suzaku kururugi #karma suzaku #lelouch lamperouge #code geass #more like code GAYASS TBH #doodle #honestly this is just everyday stress relief lmao work has been killing me and i found another white hair cry #someone talk to me about these silly gays #i might actually color the last one when i get some time #jk i have two zine pieces to finish soon fffffffffffffuuuuuuuckkkkkk #good NIGHT

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pixelatedraindrops · 6 days

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Yuma Month: Day 25: Broken

Night terrors, burning body temperature, delirious hallucinations, and glassy faded vision…

Helpless and afraid, he calls out for his caretaker…but he’s not there…

He’s all alone now…with no one to help…

Completely broken.

#Yuma Month 2024 #I put a preview just as a warning of what you'll get into #whumpcode #rain code #master detective archives: rain code #yuma kokohead #illness whump #fever whump #pixeldoodles #my art #the only way I know how to truly break a character #this is post game yuma who has fallen ill on one of his cases #pushing himself too hard despite his failing health #now he’s worse and while his fever rises after a nightmare #he suffers from ragged breathing hallucinations and delirium #rendering him back to his amnesia personality #scared helpless and wanting support #he briefly remembers his caretaker from the NDA #he calls his name but there’s no answer #its dark and scary and he doesn't know where he is #he wants someone anyone to be with him #but he’s all alone now…and very ill with no one to aid him #this is what can happen when you fly solo yuma ;-;#this might be the worst I’ve ever done to him... ^^;#is there a good ending here? I'll leave that to your head.#I think I got carpel tunnel from drawing this... ORZ #karma ig 😅 anyway tomorrow's will be non whump #i just went a little crazy w this one... XD #art is a mess but at least it looks ragged & dark as I intended it to #definitley more detailed than the others tho lol

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candidateofloyalty · 11 days

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Franziska’s insistence on perfection is an attempt to live up to her father’s legacy despite that legacy being built on lies and ruining countless lives including that of the person Franziska loves most. Accepting that she is not and cannot be perfect is a major step in her development into not only a better person but a happier one. And despite all of this, every time she declares her own perfection my immediate impulse is to agree with her

#ace attorney #yes she kind of sucks especially at first. that’s the point #I wish the investigations games ever went into half the things they do to her #but then completely failing to engage with her emotions makes it an accurate miles edgeworth simulator #I get that you’re not in a great place yourself post jfa but come on #‘my father just got convicted of murder and probably executed and I don’t know how to be anything but what he made me #I will never be good enough for anyone else and I’m terrified the last person I care about will leave me behind too’#‘you should be scared and I will absolutely do that if you don’t redouble your efforts at this impossible goal. seeya’#I love Edgeworth and I get what he was trying to do but. come on #and then he does it in investigations 2! he told her that they would stay together as long as they were both prosecutors and then he stopped #and it wasn’t about her but maybe that’s worse #she uprooted her entire life and went to another country to try to send a message that she loved him #he couldn’t even keep doing the thing he had been doing for years #(yes this is a wildly selfish way of framing it. she’s literally 19)#all of this is to say: man.#franziska von karma #she’s so pretty but at what cost

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feroluce · 1 year

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When Al Haitham dreams, it's in shades of sandy blonde and red, metallic gold and feather-blue. His nightmares are colored much the same.

Kaveh leisurely strolls ahead of him, shoes leaving deep treads in the soft desert sand. He keeps a careful distance, arms length, and in return Al Haitham keeps an eye on him, the other man's back dead center in his sights.

He curses the sand in his boots and the long line of footprints he steps into, already the exact shape of the soles of his shoes.

They aren't lost. Al Haitham knows where they are. They've been here before. They are still here.

Kaveh doesn't watch their feet. His head is constantly tipped back with his eyes on the stars and their constellations (of which Al Haitham only knows two, Vultur Volans and Paradisaea). He'll walk right into a cactus like that. Al Haitham yells ahead for him to watch where he's going.

Kaveh reaches up to touch the side of his head in a strange motion, but otherwise there's no acknowledgement. They press on into the dark of night.

Something squelches beneath Al Haitham's boot.

It stops him short, pulls his attention like a magnet and as much as he wants to, he can't ignore it. He doesn't want to lose any more ground. But something won't let him move on. Al Haitham watches as red seeps into the golden sand, spills beyond the border of his bootprint until he slides his foot aside.

It's an ear.

It's a human ear, and there's a heavy earring attached, metallic gold, gems red and green, a familiar shape, a familiar shade-

Al Haitham opens his mouth to yell. Chokes. Swallows the lump in his throat as he quickly restarts his pace. Tries again.

"Hey!"

Another squelch under a hurried footstep. He doesn't stop to look. Al Haitham is pretty sure he knows what it is.

"Kaveh, hey!"

The path becomes littered, little slices and small pieces, fingertips and knuckles, Kaveh's arms once held casually behind his back now strewn along the sands. Every time Al Haitham extends his hand to him, reality warps and bends like the twisted image in a broken mirror, lines mismatched and edges jagged. Kaveh flits just beyond his grasp, fleeting fae, no longer able to hear him or to reach out to him. Al Haitham can only grit his teeth and follow.

His right foot marches forward. His left follows. His right again. His left suddenly doesn't follow, and Al Haitham is thrown off balance and pitches forward, swinging his arms outward to land on his palms and keep his face off the ground, because he's been in the desert enough times to know what a foot suddenly being stuck can mean.

Quicksand.

Al Haitham curses and swears in just about every language he knows as he tries to spread his weight as evenly as possible, stay afloat at the top of it because if he sinks, he knows he'll be done for, and shit, Kaveh.

His neck cranes uncomfortably in his search, Kaveh had only been a few feet in front of him, he can't be sunk much further, and he's in the desert much more often than Al Haitham anyway, he'll be familiar with what to do-

Kaveh stands in front of him, empty sleeves fluttering loose. Still just out of his grasp, still watching the stars. The quicksand is already up to his calves.

"Say, Al Haitham..." It's the first he's spoken this whole time. His voice resonates somewhere deeply nostalgic in Al Haitham's chest, produces a ripple that momentarily stuns his heart.

Kaveh is sinking.

Al Haitham stretches out on his belly as far as he's able, it's quickly up to his knees, Kaveh isn't even trying to redistribute his weight or pull himself out, it's at his thighs, Al Haitham sucks in a breath and yells for him, his hips, yells louder, his waist, Al Haitham's trembling fingertips can almost reach, his chest, Kaveh drops level with him, quicksand about his neck like a noose.

Kaveh's head tips back, back, impossibly far back, until it hangs, angle awkward, and he's looking right past Al Haitham with his tired smile and gouged, blinded sockets full of starlight.

"Do you believe in karma?"

The quicksand swallows him entirely and Al Haitham dives, shoves his arms deep and pushes off with the one foot he'd had left on safe ground, because he can't, he can't, it's not the same without Kaveh, not anymore, he needs him, no one else keeps him sharp, no one else challenges him like Kaveh, if he can just grab him, if he can just pull him back up-

Al Haitham thrashes, against the sands, against gravity, against the hardwood of his bedroom floor. Clumsily scrubs the back of his hand across his face to rub the grit of quicksand and sleep out of his eyes.

Sometimes he thinks he preferred it when the Akasha was still harvesting his dreams.

He pops his head out from under his weighted blanket and lays where he'd fallen out of bed for a moment, blinking blearily against the lamplight shining from his desk in the corner. Deep breaths. His consciousness shifts along the blurred line of nightmare and reality, crosses over the slow transition into wakeful awareness.

He's home, Kaveh is home. It's dark out. The house is dead silent.

He's just going to go check, he tells himself as he peels himself out of his sweat-soaked shirt and roots around for a replacement. He's already losing memories of his nightmare, the details spilling away from him like wet ink, but he knows he needs to see Kaveh. It'll feel better to do something, anything, than try to go straight back to sleep.

He's quiet when he slips out of his bedroom door, because they both keep late hours but their bedrooms are right next to each other, and Al Haitham will never hear the end of it if he wakes his roommate up.

Lights off, door shut. Nothing conclusive. He moves out to the main room.

Kaveh sits on one of those ridiculous sofas he'd ordered three of for some reason, back to him as he tucks a lock of hair behind his ear. A mostly-empty wine bottle stands tall on the table, next to the cobbled-together remains of an architectural model that's been picked and fussed over for four days straight now.

"Kaveh? What are you doing?"

This earns him an exaggerated startle, but Kaveh doesn't turn to look at him, preoccupied with whatever new sketch or blueprint he probably has in his hands. "Ohhh, nothing," he slurs cheerfully. "Just working. Just thinking."

Kaveh has always been the world's chattiest drinker. Al Haitham waits for the rest of it.

"Say, I think...I think I asked you this years ago, back then, but you never answered me." Al Haitham feels all the blood drain from his face in ominous familiarity, drip cold down the length of his spine. Kaveh sinks into the couch until he can tip his head over the back of it, looking up at him with a tired smile and exhausted eyes.

"Do you believe in karma?"

#genshin impact #haikaveh #al haitham #kaveh #kavehtham #these two have had me chewing concrete lately god #3.6 got me frothing at the mouth #something about al haitham trying to save kaveh from himself and his own guilt complex and self-sabotage wheeee my heart #and he's normally so self-assured but he fucked it up spectacularly the first go around- good job baby-#and now it's years later he's trying again but it's something he's barely chipping away at not to mention Kaveh not wanting his help lol #and so some of Al Haitham's nightmare is objective fact and some of it is his own subjective pov #Kaveh loses his arms and ears bc al haitham is frustrated that he won't hear him out or reach out for help #and he keeps his eyes up and eventually blinds himself bc al haitham thinks of him as too idealistic and blind to reality #and kaveh does all this to himself bc when you ask al haitham about his troubles he talks about people who cause trouble for themselves #kaveh pondering the concept of karma in relation to his bad luck and misery and guilt about his father's death in the quicksand *fans self*#al haitham starting to get just a little nervous that maybe he really he can't do anything about this #or that one day it'll be too little late ough. love when I can whump character by whumping the other.#two for one special buy one get one two birds stoned at once type of deal #i have a Vision about them and their stupid dumbass relationship dynamic that I need to yell about later but for now: this #written while listening to A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers which hilariously was introduced to me as a pla Emmet song #'but here was a man mourning tomorrow; he tried to finally drown in his sorrow'#'oh he could not break surface tension; he looked in the wrong place for redemption'#'don't look at me with those eyes; I tried to unheave the ties; turn back the tide that drew him in'#'but he couldn't be saved'#'a sadness runs through him'#extremely kaveh and haikaveh song for me ough #my fics #gore #body horror #I mean it's pretty unrealistic but still just in case

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von-karmas-a-bitch · 10 months

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just remembered a silly doodle i did of a franmaya date that i never posted here so. franmaya enjoyers come get y'all juice

#edit: good lord tumblr fucked this one up please click for better quality #i am projecting onto maya here bc i also know very little german and was is dein lieblingsfach is also the only german song i know #that and the snappy crocodile one. it's like a german nursery rhyme that generally only german-speakers tend to know #but my sis went to boarding school with some swiss german speakers and they showed her and it got stuck in her head so she showed me #but maya wouldn't know that song bc she isn't that wordly. until she left kurain she didn't even know what a meme was #she's wordly now tho. she's on a vacay in germany with her girlfriend where the legal age for drinking strong alcohol unsupervised is 18 #fanart #my art #silly #franmaya #franziska von karma #maya fey #ace attorney

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venomouschocolate · 1 year

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i am a big fan of franziska von karma who was taught to be an adult at thirteen years old and franziska von karma who was praised for being almost as good as her father and franziska von karma who never knew how to be anything but ruthless and franziska von karma who could not be soft if she tried and franziska von karma who is secretly just a scared little child and franziska von karma who would cry for the first time in her life at the idea of abandonment and franziska von karma who knew that her brother wasn't dead and franziska von karma who cannot distinguish kindness from pity and franziska von karma who wonders whether she is not as good as her father but rather as bad and franziska von karma who is the biggest people pleaser of them all and franziska von karma who had to make herself a threat just to be respected and franziska von karma who learned that scaring people into submission was the only way she'd ever be heard and franziska von karma who always knew that she was a fraud and franziska von karma who may have had a father but did not have a parent and franziska von karma who would stay up all night to rescue a girl her age and franziska von karma who learned early on that anger was the only emotion she could allow herself to feel and franziska von karma who did not have time nor space to grieve and franziska von karma who has not slept well in years and franziska von karma who is forgotten and alone and lost and looking for a dead man's love

#franziska von karma #ace attorney #i kin her so much it hurts #we need to talk about her more #aa #“your father might be dead but at least you got nine years of a father who loved you”#“i had a brother and i loved him and you killed him before i got the chance to say it”#she deserves all the good things #she is mine

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dinaniktorl · 7 months

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I keep procrastinating and ignoring my explaining the rusty lake posts

BUT