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alexa-crowe · 6 months
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Songs From My BG3 Playlist ▶ THE WIZARD OF WATERDEEP
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welcometogrouchland · 9 months
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[ID: A digital drawing of Willow and Camila from the owl house. The piece is set during thanks to them's timeskip. The two are sitting on the front porch of the noceda home at sunset, next to a speaker that is playing I'm a Survivor by Reba McEntire, the lyrics reading "A single mom who works two jobs-". Willow sheds a tear and says "she gets me fr" (as vines slowly approach her legs and hands). Camila looks at her skeptically and says "mija, you're 15". End ID]
What if I told you guys this was just meant to be a sketch
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7finalgirl8 · 1 year
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бл больше ленцшира умоляю
🚬 🚬 🚬
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"She's everything. He's just Brahms."
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meandmyechoes · 2 years
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mother and daughter
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(and a bonus rebels comparison)
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see any similarity and differences?
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byanyan · 3 months
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byan posting a tiktok where they use a knife to draw the perfect winged eyeliner
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mod-jazzy · 2 years
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boysbeloving · 2 years
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baby...baby boy baby....babygirl
get you a man who can do both, eh
(inspired by this post)
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whenuwishuponastar · 12 days
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Okay I've been thinking a little too much about Chappell Roan songs so here's a little angst AU based on the song Casual:
In middle school Kenneth died, giving Travis a few years of freedom to unpack his internalized homophobia.
By the end of HS Travis and Larry start to have a situationship, but Travis likes to think that it's more than that and that they'll be oficially together very soon because everything they do is so romantic, except he's always being kept as a secret.
And a few months afterwards they call it off 'cause Travis realises they'll never be more than that.
(Reason: Larry didn't have the courage to date someone that hurt his friends and brother so much in the past. Now, they obviously wouldn’t be buddy buddy w/ Travis immediately - except for Sal, he would immediately be best friends w/ him - but at this point they all know that he was just a very stuck up gay guy w/ an abusive pastor as a father, so they don't really hate him, especially since he hadn't really interacted w/ them since middle school).
Well, a few years later they move to a new city and guess who's there?? Travis. He's in college and works as a server.
Old feelings resurface and they're both pinning for each other but Travis is too hurt and bitter to give it a chance, Larry is very sorry and doing his best to woo him once again while being super jealous of Travis w/ his male friends who are very touchy (they want to see Larry sufer lol).
Anyways, because I love a good hurt/comfort they obviously would have a happy ending.
I'll never write this but maybe I'll draw something about it later.
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Telling people you're autistic after you discover it later in life
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comfortablecomfort · 10 months
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Me simply scrolling through Tumblr Tickle art and being obsessed with tickles:
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Me if my family finds out about it:
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FUCK
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iamcoralinenotcora · 5 months
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Y'know, before the movie Nimona, there was a comic book. I liked Nimona before it was cool.
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leap-loves · 6 months
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Sleep Mode - Cyborg 009 [ Alpha-Numeric ]
A little drabble I did with my Cyborg 009 OC, Ashley! I figure she ends up really fond of Ivan because baby!! So... here's a thing! And so far all of her relationships are platonic!
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Ashley groaned, hearing the voices of her friends grow louder as they fussed with each other, even over her humming. Although she could just make out the voices, she couldn't figure out what was being said. So time to investigate! 
She opened the door to the room she'd claimed as hers, and the voices instantly became clearer. 
"-on Ivan! Stop being difficult!" Jet complained, the first voice she could make out clearly. 
She wasn't part of the conversation, so she's not sure what Ivan responded with, but she has a feeling that it wasn't relenting to whatever is being asked of him. 
"I still say we should try one of my-"
"No, G.B., we are not letting you put on a whole show to try and get him to sleep. Even if it’s good for boring someone to sleep." 
G.B. threw his hands up in frustration “None of you have any taste!” He grumbled, seeming to give up on the situation and storming out of the room, nearly running into Ashley on the way out. 
“Oh, Ashley! Perfect timing! Do you think you could help?” He pleaded, even taking her hands into his own with a firm squeeze and hopeful look. 
“What’s going on?” Ashley asked, peeking into the room finally to see Ivan now in Chang’s arms, being rocked to… less than successful results. 
“Ivan’s being fussy and even admitted he’s tired, but he’s fighting every attempt we make to get him to sleep. Chang’s already tried ensuring he’s well fed, his diaper is fine, and lullabies aren’t working! Francoise is resting after last mission, so we can’t ask her for help either…” 
Ashley gently freed her hands from G.B.’s grip to go over, gently offering to take Ivan from Chang, who passed over the fussy cyborg with ease and relief. 
“Why don’t you want to sleep?” She asked, settling Ivan against her chest so he’d be well supported. 
Ivan was quiet, as though not wanting to answer. Or perhaps trying to figure out how best to verbalize it? Who knows, with this group. Probability was high for either answer. 
So she waited, taking to swaying absently as the others watched her, G.B. even biting his nails anxiously. 
“I don’t want to be asleep if something happens.” Ivan eventually answered telepathically, Ashley finally being allowed into the entirety of the conversation. 
“Ahh that makes sense.” Ashley hummed. “Anxiety sucks like that. But you don’t need to worry.” She reassured, giving him a smile. 
“But-”
She cut the psychic off before he could continue. “No buts. You have nothing to worry about. The probability of anything happening right now is extremely low, less than a single percent. And even should something happen, do you anticipate this being one of your longer sleeps?”
Ivan still didn’t seem convinced, his cheeks puffed out uncertainly around his pacifier. 
“As much as we are recuperating, so is Black Ghost.” She reminded “They know we’re licking our metaphorical wounds, and are unlikely to attack. As a result, they aren’t likely to try and provoke us. And even if they should, we’re still good about keeping watch.” 
“Everyone needs rest, you’re all exhausted.” Ivan countered, at least not fussing as much as he had been with the others, much to their relief. At this point, they’re just watching this conversation unfold in awe, and a bit of jealousy. Of course he settles down for Ashley after pitching a fit for the three of them. 
Ashley just quirked a brow at Ivan, moving to sit down on the couch. “You’re exhausted too, Ivan.” She countered, her tone gentle but firm. She continued to sway slowly as she thought, absently patting his back as she thought. “How about this, I’ll take watch. I won’t be sleeping anyways, so it’s the most productive use of my time. And I can keep you with me, so you can be the first to know if something happens.” She offered. 
Ivan didn’t have any arguments to that, seeming to relent as he leaned into her chest more properly. 
“I thought so.” She laughed softly, switching to rubbing his back as she situated an extra blanket around him, turning her attention to the guys. “Do one of you mind giving me a lift to the roof in a bit?” She asked. “I’m going to go grab my music, then head outside”
G.B. gave her a playful salute. “But of course! Are you sure you’ll be okay up there?”
Ashley waved her hand slightly to dismiss the concern. “I’ll be fine.” She reassured “Like I said, I’m going to be awake anyways. You three go get some rest.” 
Jet and Chang both obediently went to get some rest, since Ivan was clearly handled. Ashley went up to her room and grabbed her music player and a light jacket, situating them around Ivan and his blanket. She went out to the front yard, where G.B. was waiting. 
Once he saw her, he transformed into a spring, anchored on the roof. She carefully grabbed onto him, allowing herself to be pulled up to the roof, only managing to land steadily through practice, and G.B. maneuvering himself juuuust to be careful. Ashley’s not the most cautious, after all. 
Once reaching the roof, she took her station at the top, ensuring that Ivan was secure and comfortable against her chest. She put on one half of the headphone, looking around to ensure she has a good view of everything. 
“Thank you for the lift, G.B.” She said, looking to him once she was sure that she was settled. “You go get some rest too, okay?” 
“Alright. But if you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask. We’re just a shout away.” G.B. reminded, getting ready to hop down once he got his acknowledgement that she did hear him. When she nodded and gave a playful two fingered salute, he nodded in return and hoped down from the roof to go inside. 
After hearing G.B. head inside, Ashley waited a few moments longer before speaking again. “You can relax now, Ivan.” She spoke softly, still looking around on alert. “Everyone is resting, and safe inside. I’m on watch, and you’re right here with me. Safe, but close enough that I can wake you first if something happens. You know as well as I that I won’t be sleeping at least until after breakfast anyways, so you don’t have to worry about me falling asleep on the job or anything either.” 
Ivan hummed and snuggled closer, letting himself relax more at her words. She’s not wrong after all. She’s no psychic, but he can’t deny that her analysis hit the nail on the head this time. 
She started to quietly hum along to her music, her arms wrapped securely around him with a light squish. Having him close, being able to feel him breathing under her arms and through the blankets, honestly helped her own anxiety. She’s not having to look around frantically, jumpy at every tiny noise. 
She’s not sure how long it takes for her to check on him again properly, but she’s relieved to see him sound asleep, and without fuss. Good. 
At least one of them will be well rested come morning. And she has a sneaking suspicion she’ll feel rather refreshed for once too. 
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jasontoddssuper · 1 year
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Sometimes i make jokes about my f/os going down on me/me sitting on their faces and my cis girl friend has responded twice to this by saying they're trans allies for it(my f/os)and i fucking love that."The way to be an ally to trans men is by eating their pussies"Correct
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altrxisme · 1 year
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You know you've spent too much time with your coworkers when someone makes a comment about your muse being around shirtless people and the first thought that comes to mind is He just got that dawg in him brooo a true rizzler my dude!!!!!
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martianbugsbunny · 9 months
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GUYS I'M HAVING A CRISIS BC I JUST REALIXED FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE THE ORIGIN OF THE "I PREFER THE REAL __" "I SAID THE REAL __" "PERFECTION" MEME AND I JUST. CANNOT
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