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royalarchivist · 6 months
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Slimecicle: I have a feeling there might be another... Actually, I don't want to scare her. Hang on. I don't I don't really want to freak her the fck out. There we go. Helloooo?
JuanaFlippa: [Is wearing a cute little ghost costume]
Slime: [SCREAMS] OH FCK! Oh sht! Oh god! I need to tell Flippa! Oh my god it's haunted, we need to move! We actually need to move! Oh my god, I got to change zip codes! I need to change fcking states, I need to change SMPs! [He takes a minute to calm down] Oh, oh, that was scary. Oh my god. Do you think it's still there? Do you think it's still there? It's probably- [SCREAMS]
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debas3rr · 1 month
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOTHERFUCKER
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!!!!!!!!!
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daily-hanamura · 6 months
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cat-identifier · 6 months
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do you know what kind of cat he is? he's from a shelter so idk. cute little bastard though and i love him to death.
Phenotype: black longhair
Breed: Likely random-bred
As with most cats! No less wonderful though :)
Interesting features: observe Belly
When a cat shows you its belly, it's an expression of trust! Your cat trusts you not to take that moment to go for its most vulnerable spot :)
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nevergavein · 3 months
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The Eras Tour - Tampa, April 14th
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let-love-run-red · 10 months
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Okay so ... new fan here! I saw your Angsty Miguel headcanons. And I want more. If I may request, my lovely amazing author, may I have headcanons about Miguel with an emotionally sensitive reader? Along the lines of: she's quick to think that he doesn't love her because he works a lot, or she thinks he's cheating bc he spends a lot of time with a female friend, or she feels ashamed to talk to him about her emotions ... maybe with fluffiness at the end for my tortured soul? Idk have fun with it.
(p.s. your amazing)
Thank you for asking so politely anon! and I'm glad you're enjoying my writing on this hellsite lol, this was an interesting one to write but I had fun with it!
Masterlist | Requests! Warnings: assumed cheating
- He didn't love you. How could he, someone who loved you wouldn't stay away so often
- When he was with you, he was perfect. The caring, loving boyfriend you could only dream about
- but you knew he was thinking about her instead. Jessica. You'd met her, she was kind and funny, and he claimed she was married, but you knew what was really happening
- The late nights they spent together where he didn't call you. The mornings he left extra early so he had time to bring her breakfast
- He always said it was work. It was for work, she was just a colleague, they were out late on a mission, but you knew he was cheating on you with her
- The days he would come home smelling like another womans perfume were the worst of them all. He would hug you after a long day being gone, and smell like sugar and citrus. Not your perfume.
- Then she got pregnant. Your head begged you to believe him, she was married, it was her husbands, but he never let you speak with her after your initial meeting and your heart told you to look at the subtext of it all
- the late nights, the perfume, the way his hair would be disheveled and he would be covered in bruises and light scratches, you knew and it made you sick.
- "You don't love me, do you." You finally confronted him one morning. Another early morning where he rushed out the door early yet again to bring Jessica yet another breakfast.
- He paused and you wondered, just for a moment, if he would turn around and face you.
- He didn't. But you could have guessed that.
- You didn't expect him to come home nearly an hour early. You didn't expect him to be holding a bouquet of flowers, not nearly enough of an apology, and you didn't expect him to sit beside you on the couch with his large hands folded in front of him.
- "Are we going to talk?" He asked simply. Now he wanted to talk. You sneered. "Now you want to?" You snapped. He sighed, leaning back into the couch and running a hand down his face. "I think we need to." He said. You scoffed. "Why do you think I don't love you?" Miguel pressed further. You felt your throat burning and tears pricking at your eyes. "Have you done anything to show me you do?" You snapped in return. He winced and you turned to glare angrily at the TV. "I'm sorry." He said simply. And you shook your head. "You're cheating on me aren't you." Your voice was quiet now, shaky, and he sat bolt upright with furrowed brows. "Of course not, I, why would you think that?" His face was full of confusion and for a moment you thought... 
- He was a good liar.
- "It's yours isn't it." You asked, not meeting his gaze and tears running down your cheeks. "Dios no," He shook his head, reaching for your hand but hesitating. "Jessicas? No, of course not." He repeated. You didn't want to look but your traitorous mind was begging you to listen to him. "You're with her so much." You said instead of turning to face him. "We work together." He said flatly. You knew you were testing his patience.
- Good.
- "Please, you leave early, come home late, bring her breakfast, you come home smelling like her Miguel." Your voice broke. "I know you think there is, but I promise, there's nothing between Jessica and I but work." He explained softly, his jaw worked side to side and you could tell he was getting close to snapping. "How am I just supposed to trust you?" You finally turned to face him and his expression grew soft as he reached out to brush the tears from your cheeks so gently. "Oh mi hermosa dama," he let you rest your face in his hand, "eres todo mi vida." He crooned. He'd said that enough you knew what it meant.
- You are my whole life.
- "You're never here." You whispered, not trusting your voice if you spoke any louder. "I know, I know and I'm sorry." He soothed, stroking his thumb over  your cheek before moving closer and pulling you gently into his arms. "I just want you here." You breathed against his chest, turning to press your face into him, feeing your tears soak into his shirt and the suit you knew was underneath. "Sh sh mi sol, lo sé, lo siento." He pressed his lips against the top of your head and smoothed his hand over your hair.
- He leaned back and you leaned with him, laying on his chest as he laid back on the couch.
- "I love you, more than anything in this world or another." He kissed the top of your head again, pulling you up so your nose was tucked against his neck as you cried, holding you steady on his chest. "Please, never let me make you feel like this again."
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Have I mentioned that I love her????
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heardatmedschool · 2 months
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ICU Resident *evil smile*: Damn, looks like your are having a very quiet shift…
Night shift Med-Surg Resident: NOOO, LAST TIME YOU SAID THAT I HAD TWO PATIENTS BECOME SEPTIC, FUCK YOU
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battle-subway-ghost · 2 months
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Finally got her to wear that costume Sprite and Beedrill sent over. She likes it a bit but sadly she won’t wear anything of a Pokémon she doesn’t have a special interest in apparently.
Which- sucks. Because this is really nice.
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schizoid-culture-is · 2 months
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szpd culture is "i wanna be in a relationship with someone so bad" and then like five days into a relationship it's just "I need this person out of my life immediately, this is the worst shit ever, what the fuck", rinse and repeat
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girlwiththegreenhat · 14 days
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you know i had to do it to em
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shipstucks · 1 year
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Please may you draw some enby 4 endy Fefeta please hey are so important to me! (Feferi is a femme enby who uses she/shell/they, Nepeta is a genderweird catgender who uses paw/purr/Nya/it)
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They are so !!
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omi lets her eyes fall shut as atsumu works the towel through her hair. they've swapped spots but omi's sitting facing outwards. it makes casually leaning on atsumu's thigh easier. atsumu's not dull enough to not notice her obsession with them, but they're both relaxed enough that she doesn't tease omi, at least not immediately.
omi can't count the amount of times she's watched atsumu recklessly run a towel through her own hair, so the gentle ruffles and light squeezes are more confusing than anything.
"what the fuck are you doing?" she asks, clearly carrying her message across.
"...dryin' yer hair?"
"no the fuck you're not. do it properly."
"i dunno how to dry curls," she huffs, dropping the towel a little and pulling omi's face back to stare at her.
"just dry it the way you dry yours." omi's voice comes out a bit strained from atsumu's hands squishing her cheeks in, "and let go of my face."
atsumu doesn't look like she believes her entirely, but it's not like omi's ever done a proper curly girl hair routine or whatever it's called. she tosses her hair in a towel for a while and then dries her roots before she can risk a cold. it's been working for a her so far so why fix what isn't broken?
atsumu drops a kiss onto omi's nose before releasing her face. she hums, "i ain't callin' bullshit omi-chan, it's yer hair."
omi resists the absurd urge to check that the woman behind her is her atsumu. it takes more effort than she'd care to admit.
"so don't go blamin' me if ya hate it."
ah there's her girlfriend. "don't do a bad job if you don't want me to complain."
"yer the one who said to do whatever i wanna," atsumu sing-songs.
"you're putting words in my mouth."
"well if ya don't like that, i can put somethin' else in yer mouth."
omi might be facing forward, but she can hear the overexaggerated and embarrassing wink loud and clear.
she pinches atsumu's calf in retaliation and rests her hand there. her girlfriend thankfully grows some sense and gets focused on doing a proper job.
after all, they're both aware omi never said no.
part 1 | part 2
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incorrectpmmmquotes · 2 years
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pitchou8910 · 5 months
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School project 🦔💜
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when-fanart-ensues · 3 months
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A funny little guy!!
@neatsaviors (I think that's right?)
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