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pbandjelly535 · 10 hours
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She knows how attractive she is and poses in the most fuck boy way possible! 😂 I think we hyped girly up too much bc this is WILD. Why is she looking at me like that. I am not emotionally equipped to handle this?
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Literally her ^^
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dustbunsinspace · 5 months
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Got an anon ask ‘who my least fav turtle is if Leo is my favourite’ and it made me realise I don’t draw my ACTUAL favourite turtle enough, so it might really look like that 😤
I wanted to doodles just the three recent ones but my brain went brrr, and my hand slipped and kept slipping until I got the whole orange fam (could probably still add a few more, maybe later). Anyway, MIKEY SUPREMACY ✨🧡🍊💪 (I love them all but he has a very special place in my heart).
( you can find it on Redbubble ⭐️ )
EDIT; Someone asked me who some of them are so;
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bucker3911 · 4 months
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outfits i'd k!ll to see spencer reid in
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yes the iconic gray sweatpants
i honestly prefer black but it's still a gate way to see his cock-ROACH cockroach
(COCK)ROACHES
his cock...... tails 🧍🏼‍♀️
....ty now byebye 🫠
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deedadobee · 1 year
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Feathered Inconvenience (a tumblr x twitter fanfic)
i lost a bet, have at it kiddos!! posting chapter 2 when this hits 5K :]
~ chapter 1
Escaping to a forest after a midlife crisis wasn’t what Tumblr had on his to-do list, especially not after flunking his presentation. It’s not like his presentations were bad, they were excellent, he detailed what his company asked for and brought in ideas that filled their blanks. Another note, having his rival, Twitter, taking a trip away from the office made it easy for him to excel and succeed, it was all going perfectly. So, what was the issue?
Simple, he was bored, and it felt like shit. He loved his job, but it was getting boring, with the same circulation of events but in different fonts and colors. He needed inspiration, something that would bring fascination back into his vision. Tumblr’s back slid against a huge tree, speckles of light shining through the leaves and branches. He closed his eyes and begged his mind to be quiet.
“Maybe I just need to change the office theme again.” Tumblr told himself, crossing his arms while deep in thought.
The suited gent shook his head, rejecting his own idea and kept thinking. He always knew what to do, what to make out of an issue. He was great, that’s why some higher ups favored him. It was also the reason he stuck around for such a long time too. Tumblr loved his job, but this, being stuck due to the lack of anyone qualified to be in his place, is slowly crushing him.
Tumblr’s chest rose as he took a deep breath in. He needed an escape. No, he needed to stay. No, he needed…
What did he need?
Tumblr, with his head hanging in defeat, pushed himself off of the tree, squinting his eyes as he stepped away from the shade. He’s just going to go back to his apartment, and take a day off to really get himself far away from this rut. But a small noise stopped him in his tracks.
A bird chirped to itself on the ground, one of its wings appearing to be hurt. Tumblr simply tilted his head and walked to the feathered guy. He was a tall shadow to the bird, so it was normal of the bird to try and scramble away. Tumblr crouched down, and lent his arm out with his hand open, inviting the bird to just hop on.
“Not gonna hurt you, I promise.” Tumblr said calmly, a tinge of a tired smile appears. The man must’ve been really weary, because the bird really seemed to be considering his help.
After careful consideration, the bird hopped onto the palm of Tumblr’s hand, and flattened in a relaxed way. Tumblr hummed and stood back up, a hand hovering over the bird in case the sun was too bright for it.
“What’s wrong with your wings, lil guy?” Tumblr asked while slowly inspecting. He didn’t really expect a bird to understand or reply but it did; the bird’s beak pointed at its wing, crooked, ouch. While checking for any more injuries, Tumblr noticed the mud and leaves covering the bird’s exquisite light blue feathers. He admired it and smiled to himself. Blue was his favorite color, unironically.
“Good thing I caught you before any firefoxes did, huh?” Tumblr chuckled, as the bird shivered at the fact it could have already been eaten up.
Without any introductions or directions, Tumblr walked out of the forest, not only with a temporary distraction, but also a feathery friend. Yes, it wasn't the best answer to his crisis, but it was something to get his mind off of it. Maybe after helping this bird, his mind would clear up.
Unbeknownst to him, there was a group of people looking for the very thing he was determined to take care of.
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Tumblr dug around his pockets to look for keys to his apartment, all while still cupping the blue puff of feathers on his other hand. If anyone walked by him, they’d shoot a confused look. It’s not like this was the first time Tumblr brought home an animal, he almost brought a horse up once because it looked goofy.
The jingles of his keys echoed through the hall, Tumblr paid no mind, but the bird was shifting and peeking around at the tiniest of noises. “Chill, it’s just my keys.” Tumblr replied to his jittery feathered friend.
Entering the apartment, Tumblr flickered a lamp that was by the door, the once dark room was painted with a warm orange hue. His place was nice, packed with folders and papers, and a weirdly large amount of red yarn. Tumblr’s humble abode is catastrophically homey.
Tumblr threw his keys on the cluttered coffee table and flopped on the couch, and placed the small bird on his chest. He sighed and threw his head back, exhausted. This day was tiring, but he had a friend with him.
He could barely take care of himself, but he really was looking forward to nursing his new friend back to health. As he yawned, Tumblr grabbed a pillow and scooped the bird off of him and on the pillow. He patted his feathered friend on the head with his finger and stood up.
“I’m taking a nap, little guy, you better rest up too.” Tumblr’s voice faintly heard as he walked to his bedroom. Within minutes, Tumblr’s snores comically seeped out of the slight agar door of his room.
Tumblr was having a good nap, even in his work shirt and pants on, maybe this was what he needed, a nap, that was until he got woken up by the sound of folders falling. He sat up aggressively, fumbled around to get his trusty baseball bat on the floor. Tumblr’s mind was too tired to think of something intimidating to yell out to whoever was making the noise.
As he creeped to the door of his bedroom with the bat, Tumblr took a shaky breath in and peeked out. He swung the door open and raised his bat to aim, but froze in his place. He didn't expect much, maybe an intruder who wanted to steal his magic wand set or his valuable shoe laces.
What Tumblr saw before his eyes was the very reason he was doing great at work, the reason other people in his office were doing good; he saw Twitter in the middle of his clutter, looking as shocked as Tumblr was.
“What the absolute fuck…” Tumblr pointed the tip of the bat at Twitter, “...Is going on?”
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nessieartss · 4 months
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Your yuji and sukuna au is really fun! I got q question:
How would todo and sukuna in this au would interact? since the former more or less considers himself yuji"s brother
oh I just thought about this hours ago lol. I actually made sukuna joined a student exchange program to kyoto in my au, so to answer your question regarding his interaction with todo, guess what, they’re friends! Well, at least todo does, while sukuna just considers he is a great classmate of his. All I can say, they respect each other.
Sukuna is closer to the Kyoto students more than the Tokyo students and todo would even casually call him his lifelong rival (just another one of todo’s imagination, and of course sukuna disapproves of this). Later when he met yuuji, he then proceeds to call him bro number 2, while bro number 1 falls to sukuna. Yuuji is all confused but nevertheless went along with it.
And later yuuji would tease sukuna, saying things like “good morning, bro number 1” or “don’t forget your key, bro number 1” every damn day in the dorm. Sukuna might have to have a word with todo after this lol.
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kagaririn · 2 months
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nicosraf · 2 months
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beautiful man in my PhD cohort with me..........
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clockworkbee · 7 months
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RIPTIDE BEING A CAPPED-PEN SWORD AGAIN!!! And Riptide playing in the background of that teaser??? Our babies are coming with the assignment very much understood and it shows!
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kraeki · 4 months
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Oh
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espiritesaint · 2 months
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Doddles again because I’m too lazy to draw actual drawing also been trying g new brushes
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I'm gonna.... 👀👀💀💀💀
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vix-png · 5 months
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i blame discord
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haaappyy holidays guys!!!!!! (i say while clutching my head shamefully)
extra doodle under the cut lol
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rhanks for coming to my tedtalk
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billygoat26 · 4 months
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Wtf did I just find
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http-paprika · 4 months
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A Captain MacTavish Ramble because this man could run me over and I’d thank him. This has not been beta-read at all, not sorry.
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“Aye, I could be good to you— if you’ll just let me.” The sound of John MacTavish’s voice is like a divine calling, coaxing you to bend to his will. You almost cry out at the feeling of his calloused hands finding their home on your hips, the scruff of his beard rough against your skin
“I keep my promises dinnae I?” Those baby blue eyes looked up at you like you were the moon and the stars. A hungry desire coursing through his blood at the sounds you made. Each cry a prayer, a desperate plea for him. A need for the captain.
He would be good for you, so good you’d never want another.
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never-oaky · 5 months
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Please don't kill me but
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I stopped paying attention for a hot minute because other hyperfixatations took over and now I have lost the plot.
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casslcfrr · 5 months
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they should’ve been at the club
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