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strawmaguchi · 6 months
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English classes at Monster High would be like “today we’re reading Scaradise Lost and The Wraiths of Wrath”
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impulsesvdoodles · 3 months
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frogpulse returns with his buddy skizzlefrog
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chipartwork · 8 months
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Lord Voldemort
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adhd-merlin · 8 months
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my most bizarre merlin thought (probably) is that I want immortal merlin to befriend a nun at some point
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toddnoy · 2 months
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Gerry, Gertrude, Georgie: Hi
Triple G:
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harpydrawsstuff · 1 year
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Heyyy so I’m adding Diib and Gaaaz <:)
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l0nelyspirits · 1 year
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Megumi, who had known you long enough to recognize the vacant stare, the half-hearted reply, and the way you start fidgeting with your hands.
Megumi, who knows you hate social events but has failed to talk you out of going every time you've been invited. Who gives you the option to throw him under the bus to get out of gatherings.
Megumi, who watches as you make an excuse and stand up, quietly excusing yourself. Who waits until you've left the room to stand up and follow, knowing you need the time to calm yourself.
Megumi, who gently knocks on your door before letting himself in. Who sees you sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes threatening tears and chest heaving.
Megumi, who takes your face in his hands, kisses your forehead, and reminds you how to breathe. Knows you're going to spiral soon if your breathing doesn't even out.
Megumi, who helps you get out to your shared vehicle to take you home. The whole while whispering affirmations and letting you know you're safe.
It's always him, it's always been him and, as long as Megumi can help it, it will always be him.
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kurt-nightcrawler · 1 year
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What are the thoughts on….. a princess and the frog au but it’s David and he’s cursed to be a cat
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kilibaggins · 10 months
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send me a heart emoji, a character/ship, and a very brief scenario/ piece of dialogue/gif and I'll write a really short fic or headcanons for them
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angel-bubbles · 2 years
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i feel like david’s signature is utter chicken scratch. you can make out the huge D & S but it’s just scribbles in between
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ddelline · 5 months
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s(tory) i(n) p(rogress) saturday
blurb | sup tumbler, it's ya girl!!! ya girl who's popping back in here after being absent for a solid month n a half (not voluntary, believe me) w a wildly non-canonical slice of jjk!post canon!doomed yuri!bit. I've been tits down (ass up) in work & gigs but caught up w the manga & anime today, anddd........
.......ho boy. if I wasn't f*cking inspired to write depravity for cv(sm)/adsr ANDDD, anDD venture off-road into au/rare pair!hell after that. gege, I did not have an ounce of faith left in u. but wtf!!!! anyway here we are w/ a bit of (incredibly) rough nobamaki (no I don't go here so idk what the ship apprev is (nor am I clever enough 2 coin my own sexy-sounding ship shorthand))
premise | post-canon (wherein everyone who's currently alive stays alive, plus nobara (as canonically never refuted!!!) lived post-shibuya) wherein both kugisaki nobara and zen'in maki, somewhere between bleeding wound & puckereed scar tissue, learn that you can be simultaneously more and less than your heritage - and be better for it. plus yūji. bc it's yūji
She startles awake at dawn.
An approximation of dawn, at the very least.
It’s funny, Nobara thinks, viewing the world through a half lens: she’d berated all of her tiny, narrow-eyed and even narrower-brained town of Yomogita as being one-eyed—as in figuratively—without ever stopping for a second to consider a) the possible physicality of the expression, or b) that she might one day be one-eyed (now literally, not figuratively).
It’s day three post-apocalypse—because what other term are you supposed to use when describing the past couple weeks—when she stumbles out the door of her corner of their figurative dorm at ass-o’clock in the morning and runs smack in to the unyielding front of Itadori.
The physicality of Itadori is a fun house that’s been abandoned to its vices, lilting just on the side of forsaken more than unoccupied: he’s baby faced and peach-haired at the same time as he’s sixteen rows of abs and a set of quadriceps fashioned to choke, rather than scale.
Nobara twists left and slams into him, but instead of admitting to the loss and conceding that she’s still wholly out of her depth with only one eye (plus a coorinated set of PTSD-guided nightmares, give or take) she starts and jumps backwards.
“Itadori!” she barks. 
Itadori has the good graces (which she was never taught—or they never stuck, whatever) to look sheepish. “Kugisaki,” he concedes. “You’re up early.”
She sucks a breath through her teeth. “Someone’s got to pick up the slack.”
Itadori inclines his head. He motions haplessly outwards, as if to say ‘headed out?’.
He says: “Where’re you headed?”
Tomato, tomah-to.
There’s a fine line between actively questioning and passively acknowledging, though via noncommittal query, what her intentions are, at 06:48 AM.
Nobara acknowledges the soft cheeked, unyielding abs-and-shoulders dichotomy of Itadori; she sees only the snot-nosed silhouette of the baby sibling she’d never had.
“You can take a guess, can’t you?”
“Hm. I guess you can’t sleep either.” 
It’s neither pitying nor searching. Is a question that isn’t a question.
Nobara rights the waist of her skirt and smooths the lines of her shirt down. It’s just beginning to crease, the poplin cotton of the uniform shirt starchily pressed still, its perfunctory lines not yet worn down to the point of giving beneath the press of the day’s whatever burdens. “It’s morning. You thought you could sleep in, or something?”
Itadori tilts his sharp-boned, soft-cheeked face. He smiles. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”
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gokustits · 2 years
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riotsarmor · 9 months
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Paramore
live in…
photos by Eleanor Osada and Zachary Gray
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asterdust · 1 year
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ok im just rewatching ep 6 and i can properly say this is a dream/dream-like sequence bec aside from that filter, no shop owner would simply give away free stuff like some magical one stop shop in fairytales like tf does that ????? also the usb trot mixtape was an obvious giveaway.
kidding aside, this episode seems to be what jaewon wants the most as well as his greatest fear. he is relapsing before this, remembering his dead younger brother. and we know how hard it is for someone with depression to just reach out and simply say, "hey will u run away with me?", even if that person supports you wholly.
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rosaacicularis · 2 years
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oooh c!mumbo you’re so aspec coded haha…. you wanna be in a qpr…. haha
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keravnous · 2 years
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Die Drei Fragezeichen - NRW-Edition
1. Detektiv: Yussuf Jonas
2. Detektiv: Peter Strabinsky
3. Detektiv: Bob Altenberger
heute mit: Das Geheimnis der Zeche.
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