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Would literally kill and/or die for Lust or Cross hdfhdgbfhghjh-
my sonas would too 🤝
#ask#mblue talks#i'd live for them#(which sonas? hhoooh boy you've only seen the base of them i need to draw my sonas' variants in the future)#(i've had fun thinking of them and rambling in notes <333)#(gosh putting blorbos in situations are sooo fun even if its variants of my self insert and skelesona 🥺)#(guys be cringe and free 🥺 if it makes u happy to selfship or oc/canon; platonic or rom; go off and have fun 🥺)#(if it makes u happy to share scenarios and bounce off headcanons with friends and ppl in servers and in communities then heck yeah!!)#(create smt nice that makes ur heart happy or do the :) 🫶)
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friends are so precious like yes I love you and your rants pls don't apologize for your rants cause have you ever wondered: what if I actually love those rants???? basically everything about you? you can be a little unsettling but I absolutely adore every part of you. I have so much love in my heart and I'd gladly share it with you. All love that I have ever shown to you is yours to keep. Please keep it with care and double it cause I can guarantee you I'd always love you more than I love you today.
#I'd live for them#i love my friends#they are the cutest#My heart is full of love#writing#thoughts#dark acamedia#text post#friendship#platonic longing#poetryofsimplethings#platonic love#i need friends
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looking for someone on Tatooine
#commander cody#coday#cody day 2224#codywan#tatooine husbands#looking for obi-wan obviously DUH#ARE YOU GUYS READY FOR CODAY????#I've overdone myself and drawn THREE pieces for today like what????#I did not think I'd get them all done but somehow I did#I'll post them all during this day with little gaps in between#cody my beloved#I gotta say#I've never drawn as good looking rocks as I did here#the ones Cody's sitting on like#THEY AREN'T EVEN THAT GOOD but I suck at any type of background shit so I'm so happy they look decent hahaha#I also live for scavenger/ rebel/ hobo -outfit Cody#and also that he still keeps some parts of his armor#just to be able to kick ppl and droids if the need arises ofc#I love Cody so much I'm so ready for today#star wars
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OK but what if you're a baby animagus when you first do it and you need to grow into an adult form
#wolfstar#the marauders#sirius black#remus lupin#james potter#peter pettigrew#adelaida comic#adelaida art#i just think its super adorable ok#i'd squeeze-hug the living daylight out of them
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Some more of these fuckers
#angus considers francis as his bestie that he can infodump to. francis is tired#considering how anastacha took her father's mmmm thingy and that francis lives next to them#i'd say they are still pretty close. divorced. but still pretty close#or it's that one joke that all milkmen are homewreckers which is funny but ehh...#that's not my neighbor#tnmn#tnmn fanart#that's not my neighbor fanart#francis mosses#angus ciprianni#nacha mikaelys#anastacha mikaelys
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Wait, did you put a photo of Vil and Neige as kids in Eric’s office??
oh good, I was afraid that wasn't going to read properly and people would just be like "what is this supposed to be". :') but yeah! I like to think Eric was pretty fond of Neige as a kid! single dad sees orphan child approximately the same age as his own son and goes "hmm. okay, you guys are going to be friends now." (this did not go as well as he'd hoped.)
(also I do love how it's kind of a running joke that everyone loves Neige except for Vil, who's standing over in the corner and just seething with furious irrational hatred. someday maybe he'll find someone who doesn't think Neige is the best thing since cinnamon rolls.)
#art#twisted wonderland#vil: am i massively projecting my own hangups and insecurities onto someone who i would otherwise find only mildly annoying#vil: no it must be neige who is wrong#idk i just like neige a lot! he's sweet and i find him fascinating honestly#there's ONE offhanded comment about how oh yeah he's been orphaned since a young age and just never talks about it#he lives with a bunch of dwarves and cooks and cleans for them and this has been going on since he was like eight#like. hello?!#there's a whole backstory here that we're never going to get more than this single crumb of and frankly that makes it better#man if i had a nickel for every fandom about fairytale characters in high school#where i instantly fell in love with the snow white character#i'd have two nickels et cetera you know the rest
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back of house.
Pairing: OPLA!Vinsmoke Sanji x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 1,113 words
Warnings: Mild swearing
If it weren’t for his principles regarding women, you’re fairly certain Sanji would’ve throttled and strung you up to dry by now.
“I … I’m impressed, sweetheart,” he says with a bright smile, though under the swinging lights of the kitchen it seems more out of pain than pleasure. “You managed to burn water.”
Your cheeks flame as you peer into the blackened pot with him, all traces of the water you’d been tasked with boiling completely gone. Vanished. You have no idea how or why.
“I’m sorry, Sanji.”
“No need to apologize. Everybody makes mistakes –”
“Sanji!” you hear Zeff before you see him round the corner. “Why the hell do I smell something burning in my kitchen?”
“None of your business, old man,” Sanji snaps immediately, murmuring a quiet excuse me, dear to you before taking the pot by the handle and heading to the sink. He twists the faucet open and running water roars like thunder in your ears as he thrusts the pot underneath. “I have it under control.”
“Under control, eh?" Zeff says. He suddenly turns his squinted gaze upon you, and you shrivel. “This your doing, missy?”
“I –”
“Leave her alone,” Sanji interrupts. “I didn’t give clear enough instructions. It was my fault.”
“Oh, there’s no doubt about that.” Eyeing your guilty and defeated figure next to the stove, Zeff shakes his head with a sigh and points you to the door. “[Y/n], go out and wait tables for the rest of your shift.”
Immediately, you make a move to remove your apron. “Oka –”
Sanji makes a noise of dissent and turns the faucet off. “Wait tables? She can still chop the vegetables and help me plate.”
“You’ll do that yourself. Front of house needs the extra person, anyway.”
“I’m her mentor.”
“And I’m the damn boss.”
The rest of the staff roll their eyes and carry on while the two men argue in the middle of the kitchen. You swallow and take your apron off, balling it up in your hands. This isn’t the first time they’ve butted heads over your incompetence, and watching them now cuts at your last shred of dignity.
Clearing your throat, you grimace when Sanji’s head whips around to look at you.
“Zeff’s right,” you tell him. “Dinner rush is coming up soon and I’ll just be in the way, anyway.”
Zeff grunts with satisfaction.
The expression on Sanji’s face reminds you of a kicked puppy. “But …” he begins to protest.
“Oi, you heard what she said. Get back to work! We have customers waiting!”
Sanji blusters about before heading back to his station, casting you one final, forlorn look as he does so. You imagine that your own face looks just the same when you turn to leave.
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You take orders and serve customers for the remainder of the day, as promised, and help with cleanup after closing time. And then, long after the sun’s dipped below the horizon, Sanji joins you on the upper deck with a steaming bowl of seafood fried rice.
“For the madam,” he says with a smile, offering you the bowl.
You accept it silently and take a bite as he sits down next to you. It’s perfect like it always is – savory and warm on your tongue, happy and gentle in your stomach. You’ve never known a home quite like Sanji’s cooking.
His eyes remain fixed on you as you eat all of the rice, scraping the bowl for every last grain and setting it down beside you once you’re finished.
“Thank you.”
“It’s nothing. I figured it would cheer you up.”
“It did.”
It did, and yet, your lips tremble and your throat closes up. You clench your hands into fists in your lap.
Sanji’s hand immediately presses your shoulder as you sniffle. “Are you alright?” he questions worriedly.
(His attentiveness strikes you like a hot iron sometimes, even now.)
“Why haven’t you given up on me yet?” you whisper.
His brow furrows. As if it’s obvious, he answers, “You want to be a cook. A lady’s wish is my command.” Sanji pauses. “And I can’t call myself the greatest cook in the East Blue if I can’t teach others to be great cooks as well.”
“I think you’d be the greatest regardless.”
You glance at him through watery eyes in time to see his face flush a deep red. He looks away hastily, chuckling with feigned modesty. “I’m flattered that you think so highly of me.”
Your shoulders lift in a shrug as you look back down at your hands. You reach up to blot away your tears.
How could you not think the world of Sanji? Or the world of anyone at the Baratie, for that matter? When you were kicked off the merchant ship you’d stowed away on two years ago, you had been sure that you’d be banned from setting foot in such a fine-looking restaurant. Years of scorn and slammed doors had not given you the chance to think otherwise.
But Sanji spotted you on the docks, called you madam like you really were one, cooked you a meal in the kitchen and talked to you. Zeff gave you a job and a bed of your own. The staff gave you a family.
“We’ll try again tomorrow. I’ll figure out something that’ll make everything click for you, and you’ll be a proper cook in no time.” Sanji leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees, and winks up at you. “I promise.”
As always, your heart skips a beat.
“Okay.”
Maybe, you realize suddenly, you don’t necessarily want to be a cook so much as you want to love the way Sanji does.
“That’s my girl.” Standing up, Sanji takes your empty bowl in one hand and offers the other for you to take. “Now, shall I walk the madam to her room, or does she wish to stay out on the deck for a while?”
You allow yourself to grin, considering. “The madam wishes to stay out here and …” you hesitate but then decide to soldier on, “and possibly chat with a dear friend for a few more minutes?”
Your pulse pounds in your ears.
Sanji’s eyes widen a bit. Then he blinks, and then he smiles, drawing his hand back and quickly sitting down next to you once more.
“A lady’s wish is my command,” he says.
He takes out a cigarette, making a quip about Patty while he lights it, and your combined laughter rings out across the Baratie. It’s perfect like it always is – savory and warm on your tongue, happy and gentle in your stomach.
Indeed, this is home.
#opla#one piece#sanji x reader#vinsmoke sanji x reader#vinsmoke sanji#sanji#opla sanji#one piece live action#opla fanfiction#one piece fanfiction#reader insert#fluff#fem!reader#this one's for the girlies who burn water#look i came into opla thinking i'd be a 100% zoro stan but something abt opla sanji got me all <3#like bro. who gave u the right to smile like that ;(#so i made a reader who adores him just as much as he adores them :)
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/ orv novel 999th regression + secretive plotter identity spoilers
still you
I've been wanting to draw 999uriel x sp so here . aaagh i miss them
ueueueaghrrh 999uriel ,,,
#well. hes not 999yjh anymore but he was once 999yjh and this was who 999yjh became so.#I'd like to think that she notices his small mannerisms post epilogue when they all live together w/ the 999s and feels comforted by them#orv#omniscient readers viewpoint#omniscient reader#omniscient reader fanart#orv fanart#orv spoilers#secretive plotter#uriel orv#999th regression uriel#is that how you tag her ..#crit's art: orv
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They HUG!
#camp camp#cc max#cc david#dadvid#camp camp fanart#the smol angery floof#I love them so much#all i want from season 5 is another hug#I mean I'd also love it if I got to witness my fic become reality and Max goes to live with David and they're a strange small sweet family#but my therapist says I need to set realistic expectations for things so y'know a hug will suffice#also side note but I absolutely ADORED drawing this one
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The only time I've ever had cause to question Riza Hawkeye's judgement is in the epilogue. Why did she let Roy grow that mustache.
#it's a really good thing I don't live in the world of fma because the first thing i'd be doing is flying at that man's face with a razor#girl there are things you have to do for the men in your life and one of them is to tell them when their facial hair looks bad#fullmetal alchemist#fmab#fma#riza hawkeye#roy mustang#royai
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opened twitter yesterday to look for cellbit birthday art and was immediately bombarded by people calling him phil's son again because of his stupid joke slip-up i think we need to abolish the term found family until people actually learn what it means. also perhaps learn what a fucking joke is
#bell.txt#im so fr im gonna set something on fire#HE WAS FUCKING JOKING#ITS A JOKE!!!! ABOUT HOW HELPFUL PHIL IS!!!!!#KNOCK IT OFF!!!!!#it makes me sad that they're living so close which sucks bc i adore them both#but if people are gonna keep saying phil's his dad i'd rather they live nowhere near each other
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pspsps link click fans these are two different cars (and probably two different road trips):
First car ↑
Recent car ↓
#also very different backgrounds between the two sets#not sure if this is being talked about elsewhere bc i really only use tumblr but I haven't seen anyone saying anything here#thought i'd make a note of it#link click#the 2023 art with CXS leaning on the yellow car is also a different car but it's more detailed so idk maybe it's also meant to be car 1#similar looking to a point but definitely different cars#but what do i know#could i ID these cars? probably. but im bad at IDing drawn cars. show me a live action car and i gotchu. once it's stylised im out.#btw does anyone think the recent car shots look distinctly different (in terms of composition/framing) than the typical style#distinctly might not be the right word there. there's just something about them that vibes different. it's 1am i don't wanna think about it
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peak scorpio behavior ♏
#bro really claimed first mate and then made it his life's mission to know what the captain needs#scorpio zoro#one piece live action#zolu#zoro and Luffy#one piece#btw I'm not a star signs expert#the scorpios often get labeled possessive and territorial#very rarely acknowledged for how intensely loyal they can be#maybe I'm just coping with my zolu feels#I just love them ok#let me cope#no one piece character more intensely loyal than zoro#mackenyu himself is a scorpio so our opla zoro is DOUBLY scorpio#man i wish a scorpio was obsessed with me too#i'm pisces aries i'd be able to vibe w the besties
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"let me introduce you to—" satoru stops, sneaking his foot under the changing room's curtain. "the best shirt you've ever seen!"
aggressively shoving the curtain aside, he stands with two hands on his hip, showing off the excellent yellow polkadot and kiwi-patterned shirt. to satoru, he scored the entire gold mine. to you, it's the ugliest shirt that's ever been in your vision.
not wanting to burst his bubble, you lie through your teeth, "it's wonderful. i love it!"
"what a terrible liar," he pouts, knowing that you're standing there lying to his face.
"i'm not lying! seriously, i love your... pretty shirt!" you lied again.
satoru puts his hands down, sighing as he unbuttoned his shirt. "i know, i know. not everyone understands art."
you looked at him with squinted eyes. quick to attack him, you reply, "don't push it, kiwi galore."
moving his fingers to mimic talking, he exits the changing room, holding dearly onto his beloved shirt. only god knows what its destiny's going to be if it ends up in your palms. many times he's brought home matching versions of the ugly shirts and many times its female matching pair went missing.
"one day i'm gonna replace your closet with my shirts and you'll end up learning to appreciate REAL art," emphasizing on his words, satoru focuses on retrieving his card to pay for the items.
accepting his card with a "thanks," you placed all items on the counter, ignoring his presence.
"would you want separate bags or all together?" the cashier asks.
"all together, please," you replied.
"wait," satoru intervenes. "can you put my shirts separate?"
you shot a glare at him, knowing he's going to repeat the same "real art" sentences again.
"i want my real art pieces away from the modern day simplicity." and so he proves your statements to be true.
"satoru, those ugly shirts aren't from the renaissance artworks."
"well they are now! you're just jealous."
you sighed again, looking back at the cashier with an apologetic face.
"don't worry, it's no problem," the cashier reassures you. "i also think the shirts are true art."
"please don't encourage his behaviour—"
"real people recognizes real art," satoru cuts you off, extending one arm to wipe his tears as the other shakes the cashier's.
#+ rizsu: jujutsu kaisen.#i'd like to think he loves those ugly shirts#but like not as a joke#he LOVES them with all his heart#“babe isnt this cute?” n then its a live laugh lemonade shirt#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk x reader#gojo x reader#gojo satoru x reader#gojo fluff#gojo drabble#jjk drabbles
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Were they bothering you Max? 👀
#max verstappen#f1#formula 1#*#if I had a nickel for every time he squeezed them on live television#I'd have three which is not much but it's still something#thanks maxielonceagain for the OG video!
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Listen ofc all of the Unreal Unearth songs are amazing because it's Hozier we're talking about but holy fuck-
Personally the song in this album that smacked me across the face at first was Abstract (Psychopomp), and I can't believe more people are not going feral over it like I am, look-
H U H
I saw you perform this ultimately fruitless yet incredibly significant, humane and selfless act of kindness. You put your own life at risk for something others would have considered "too small". I saw you run into moving traffic, stain your own hands, just to offer a little comfort to this poor animal in its dying moments. I was terrified, I knew I had no choice but to love you.
#i think the whole idea of the push and pull of life and death is very present through the album but the 'i will fight to get to live this#one life' hits me so so hard#the idea of springing into movement for something so much smaller than you but with so much value#the idea of both the savior's and the animal's eyes shining with anguished tears#its insane#also look into the phsychopomp mythological context it's interesting#hozier#andrew hozier byrne#unreal unearth#text#that unstoppable surge of emotions to give all life the value it deserves#PLEASE add your thoughts kn the tags or comment's I'd love to hear them#ALSO!! i Believe that lyrically this song is simpler than his usual work and that shows a new kind of genious#im wordless again
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