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im-bored-so-i-draw · 3 days

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Rajked guy i drew in class

(((Ignore the feet)))

#sketch #mcsr #7rowl #im so tired #enjoy this lil sketch i manage to squeeze between classes #save me ranked stream #the stream vibe is something i can sleep on #what #idk what gotten into me #the design is very droopy yippee #ok bye <3

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catmanbowser · 8 months

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I CAN DRAW HIM. THIS OLD MAN YAOI. GOTHAM’S SILLY LITTLE DORITO,,,,,

#bruce wayne #dc #catman's art #see guys i CAN draw bruce wayne #<- is never going to draw him eithout a cowl ever again after today #i had a spur of old man yaoi in my head and i say hey lets fucking draw him #and i did #never again <3 #ok bye <3

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cordiallyfuturedwight · 1 month

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i'll melt your heart into two @jkvjimin ♡

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libraryticketss · 1 year

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"you cannot find peace by avoiding life."

—Virginia Woolf

#there's not much to avoid #poets disguise #the z fam #dark academia #darkacademism #dark aesthetic #literature academia #studyblr #aesthetics #ok bye <3

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cthulhum · 12 days

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and dean winchester thought he was unlovable and didnt deserve happiness he hated himself and thought eveyone would eventually leave him and then a literal fucking angel fell in love with him. like loved him more than anything else in the world.

#and yes people have pointed out that cas has always been fascinated with the world and humans and all of gods creation #but he started Caring about the world and everyone BECAUSE OF DEAN #dont u love it when two people only fall in love with each other in One universe they get no other chances #these r the only version of themselves that said No im gonna do my own thing and they didnt play by the rules they Rebelled #THEY REBELLED FOR EACH OTHERRRRRR ONLY ONCE JUST ONCE #cas literally put everything hed ever believed in on the line for dean #he questioned everything for the first time. he began to doubt #a warrior angel and a son raised as a weapon going against everything theyve ever known for each other #they r so similar theyre both weapons for the man in charge theyve always only followed orders until they mer each other #im aware all of this has been said a billion times by literally everyone i just love them and cant stop thinking or talking about them ever #ok bye <3 #supernatural #dean winchester #destiel #spn #castiel #deancas

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chai-berries · 7 months

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patrols with abby were easy. you knew she had your back, being the best of the best in isaac’s eyes. you started training with her to go on missions in the first place so you both created an almost dance while on a mission. you talked, whispered, laughed. you packed your extra bags with his trash/her treasure bits and bobs you found in decrepit buildings, teetering on 2x4s like a gymnast. abby was currently obsessed with the olympics, the last one being in 2012. she found a bunch of magazines about it on her last trip and had delicately packed them in her bag, planning on reading them as soon as she got back. “did you know that…” lined your conversations for several patrols. your personal favorite fact that it was the first olympics where every nation had a woman representing.

she later admitted, when you had officially been together for just over a week, that you were the last person to still be interested in what she was talking about. even nora tapped out after an hour-long spew about the shoes track and field athletes wear. manny tapped out after 5 minutes, during which he thought abby was joking around the whole time.

the point is you guys had it down to a tee. and yet, neither of you saw it coming. one second abby is laughing at something you said, turning around to respond, and the next second she’s pointing a gun over your shoulder. you freeze, back tensed up. an arm that is neither yours nor abby’s wraps around your neck and pulls you against a chest. the breath you let out from the action is sucked back into your lungs when you feel the cold metal of the gun tap against your temple. your mind shuts down on you, your fear overshadowing all you know about self-defense. your eyes stay locked on abby’s face. if you’re going to die, you want the last thing you see to be her.

“let. her. go.” abby bites out. her hand is steady, the gun pointed at whoever had you in a chokehold. “and i’ll think about letting you live.”

the man, who you assume is a man, tugs you closer to their body. you hear them wet their lips before speaking through a smile.

“now, i don’t want to hurt either of you,” it is a man. and his nonchalant response makes your stomach turn. “i don’t hurt young ladies like yourself,” he continues lewdly. his hold tightens on you again but this time he moves you so your body is pressed tight against his. abby continues to stare him down, her finger itching to fire a shot right in his head for touching you.

you bring both hands around his arm and sneak them between it and your neck. abby clocks your shift and switches her focus to the smug son of a bitch on the other side of her gun. she barely blinks before firing one clean shot in his shoulder, causing him to jump back and let you go. you dive near abby’s feet and move to stand behind her.

the man is moaning loudly. “now why did you do that?” he cries, holding his shoulder.

“c’mon man, if i have to explain it to you, you really are better off dead.” abby steps towards the man, who scuttles away on the floor. with you behind her, abby let’s go of the breath she’d been holding. she kneels over the curled up man, the hand on his shoulder stained red.

“who are you? are you alone?”

“ya think im gonna tell you?” the man croaks out.

abby kicks the gun away. “if you want to live i’d suggest talking. you’re in wolf territory.”

he freezes at the last sentence and abby tenses up again.

you freeze as well and call for abby. “c’mon. abby, we — we should go. ab—”

“no! we heard about a group moving in. they killed austin and half their group,” she says to you, her attention still on the man. “was that you?” she asks him. when he doesn’t say anything, abby knows her answer. she thinks back to what issac told her. that anyone in that group needs to be eliminated. no matter what. and you being on patrol wasn’t an exception in anyone’s eyes but abby’s.

“step back,” she nods her head at you. you immediately comply, taking several steps back as abby stands back up.

SHE KILLS FOR YOU: she looks down at the man and fires a single shot. you squeeze your eyes shut at the sound and don’t open them until you feel abby’s hand on your cheek. you blink up at her as she scans your face. you know you probably look a mess. sweat and dirt covering your face no matter how hard you try to keep it clean.

“you okay?” she asks, brows furrowed.

you nod. “yeah. not my first time witnessing a death, unfortunately. but i’m okay.” you lean into her hand, pressing a kiss to her palm. after a minute of scanning you for any tiny scratches, she lets you go and readjusts her backpack, slipping her gun into the holster.

“c’mon, let’s go back early. we need to report this to the group.”

you’re quick to follow her, taking the hand she gives to guide you over a giant fallen tree. she does it automatically, her free hand reaching to steady you if needed. the shift from laughing and joking to whispers is felt. but thankfully the love is still as loud as ever.

SHE DOESN’T KILL FOR YOU: “get up!” abby watches the man struggle to stand. he stumbles and abby uses her free hand to hold him up. when he’s stable, she steps back. “if i was alone you’d be dead by now. you’re lucky. go back to your group and tell them to stay out of this area. this is your only warning. now go!” the man stutters for a second before he staggers away. you take a step towards abby.

“abs — abby?” she keeps facing the direction the man went but doesn’t shy away from your touch. you run your hand up her arm and to the nape of her neck. “you okay?”

“yeah,” she sighs. she turns to look at you. your eyes are glassy and wide. she reaches up to wipe a tear from the corner of your eye. “c’mon we need to head back. one of the survivors said they had a big crew and isaac needs to know what happened before tomorrow’s patrol.”

you’re quick to follow her, taking the hand she gives to guide you over a giant fallen tree. she does it automatically, her free hand reaching to steady you if needed. the shift from laughing and joking to whispers is felt. but thankfully the love is still as loud as ever.

#abby loves you so much :(((((((((#olympic nerd abby is all i want!!!! tell me everything baby girl #😍😍😍#first canon blurb as well!!! i saw ppl mentioning how there isn’t many canon abby fics #and i had it 75% done already soooo ta daaaaa #abby brainrot era #mads’ headcanons #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x you #tbh…#the man in this fic is my worst nightmare #i’d like to think abby would demolish any man who made me uncomfortable in any aspect #ok bye <3

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jamespotterbbg · 1 month

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so um, i hit 100 followers (thanks everyone <3) and i guess i want to vibe with that. so if you want, just comment below, and i'll write u something. like um, my headcannons based on u and ur blog ig. idk

#100 followers #i hit 100 omg guys #its not a lot but it means smth to me #i love you all #seriously #i needed this #100 follower event #100 follower celebration #idk what to tag this as #ok bye <3 #kay's 100 follower celebration

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firephoenix2305 · 25 days

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Just popping in to point out the fact that in the Spanish version of the Good Omens show, because in Spain "Ángel" is an actual (and quite common) first name and it would've been weird, Crowley calls Aziraphale "Angelito", which literally translates to "Little Angel"

(Totally normal about this, totally DID NOT SCREAM INTO A PILLOW FOR AN UNINTERRUPTED TWENTY MINUTES when I first watched it in Spanish. Yup. Ahem. We're all sane here *eye twitching*)

AND THIS IS NOT ALL

BECAUSE

In the French version, ladies and gentlemen, he calls Aziraphale "mon Ange", which translates...*deep breath*...to "My Angel"...*dEep bREaTh*..."MON ANGE" AAAAAAHHHHH

Cough cough...Please excuse the brainrot, It's getting bad.

help :)

Also, I believe he calls Aziraphale "My Angel" in Portuguese too.

Just wanted to drop this crucial piece of information (which many people probably already know), hoping it'll make someone smile 😊😁

#good omens #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable brainrot #“ANGELITO” DNDJDKSNFJEDN #“MON ANGE” PEOPLE. “MON ANGE”#okay I'll shut up now #need to get this out of my system #i feel better now #ok bye <3

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frenzymutt · 3 months

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Here's another art post of Cragger and Crooler! I'm a bit nervous about how active the Chima tags are right now but also really happy to see people get into the fandom! Welcome everyone, I hope it hasn't been too chaotic for you guys.

Also this took an annoying amount of time, for something I feel is simple but oh well, I'm happy with it. All follows/reblogs are loved but I'm not forcing! :D

#In all seriousness how is it that the very first time I pos art on here stuff goes up in flames with other Chima fans #Like damn let me breath #lego legends of chima #lego chima #crooler #legends of chima #lego fanart #lego #chima cragger #cragger #cragger the crocodile #chima #Frenzymutt's art #digital art #anthropomorphic #anthro #anthropomorphic character #anthro character #ok bye <3

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dailydegurechaff · 3 months

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ive been thinking about one of my fics/aus lately, so naturally i started drawing and writing about them again.

presented with bare minimum context: two members of the von Lergen family + something extra

#bonus doodle #youjo senki #the saga of tanya the evil #tanya von degurechaff #papa erich au #erich von rerugen #erich von lergen #lergen #zettour gets himself fired successfully after losing the war and sets up erich to be promoted to his place #“because he wants the empire's army to still have a good leader even in its broken state?” you ask #ah no. because he wants erich to have the salary raise so he'll have more resources to take care of tanya #lets be honest i really have no idea how the rankings on the collar and shoulder work #i just based it on a screenshot of zettour's uniform from the anime #what else was i going to comment on #OH THE CREST #i did some bare minimum googling of symbolism but im not sure about its accuracy #i just wanted it to look cool ok #and i realize yeah they probably dont use those crests anymore in the 1920-30s but HUSH its for the sake of STORY #ok bye <3

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lynzishell · 5 months

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As summer turned to Autumn and the days got colder and shorter, Phoenix and Dawn found themselves shifting focus to their careers. They both earned big promotions that led to higher stress and longer hours. With less time to see each other during the week, they made the most of what small pockets of time they could… like their 15 minutes over coffee in the mornings.

Phoenix, who has been working for the San Myshuno Human Rights Commission, is now heading the Department for Housing and Community Development. At first, he was excited and had big plans for the future of the city. Unfortunately, it seems the more power he is given to make a positive impact, the more he runs into roadblocks and red tape. The stress and frustration started taking a toll.

To cope with the stress, he began spending more time in Mt. Komorebi where he’d go snowboarding with his friends the way he used to before Kiyoshi ever presented the idea of climbing the mountain.

Nothing like the rush of flying down the slopes and landing massive jumps to get your mind off things, I suppose.

Meanwhile, Dawn has been working for the Dreamer Foundation as an Event Planner. She organizes many of their fundraising events, and they’ve been doing so well that she’s started putting together more prestigious events for their larger donors. This, of course, comes with its own kind of stress and frustration.

Rather than take off for the mountains though, she felt like she needed to make time to slow down and breathe. So, she started getting into wellness activities like yoga and meditation.

Oh! Also, Atlas and Asher started coming over every Sunday to join them for dinner...

...and to watch the latest season of Somnium.

All four of them are now fully invested in the series. (how could they not be with a genius creator like @rebouks)

Prev // Next

#autumn #figured this was a good opportunity to give y'all an update on their careers #i don't talk about them much but they're each in different branches of the politician career #the details aren't super relevant to the story so just giving you the 'need to know' stuff #tho Phoenix's career will be more relevant a bit later #👀#ne way gotta love a somnium moment #do you know this scene?#do you know why phoenix is yelling at the tv?#also there are a few small details in those last two screenies that made me absolutely giddy #mostly because the parallels were unintentional lol #curious if anyone but me will notice #wow i don't think i've ever rambled so much in the tags #ok bye <3 #ts4 #ts4 simblr #ts4 story #sims 4 #sims 4 storytelling #sims 4 challenge #starsignchallenge #starsignlegacychallenge #gen1 aries #aries pt3 #phoenix realta #dawn stephens #atlas stephens #asher goode #somnium by rebouks

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im-bored-so-i-draw · 15 hours

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INTERMISSION? TIME FOR A POST

A joke went too far: birch tree fulham

#ANOTHER class scribbles #im making emotes for a discord server lol #the ranked quals is INTENSE #mcsr #fulham #sketch #i cant think #oh and birch trees are scary #VERY offroad of what fulham supposed to be #anywho i promise im working on the silverr ref #ok bye <3 #i forgor

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average-vibe · 4 months

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Taunt

Summary: You and Wilbur have been childhood friends your whole lives. what’s a bit more? Pairing: Wilbur x fem!reader tw: swearing,long fic with no proofreading a/n: hi! this was originally gonna be a Tommy fic but i changed my mind- lmk if you want the tommy ver. (also the name of this fic is based off of one of my fav songs lol) masterlist

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“Hey! thought you’d never come outta that thing.” Wilbur joked as you climbed out of the taxi, waving the driver goodbye.

“look, when your told 10 minutes beforehand that you need to be ready, it’s hard to be on time.” you said, cringing at the memory of applying powder to your face infront of the driver, who seemed to think you were a little crazy.

“yeah yeah. who ya trying to impress?” wilbur asked, walking down the pavement swiftly, his long legs striding with ease, and you admittedly struggled to keep up.

“me, myself, and i.” you answered. “i see your not trying to impress anyone, by the shape your in.” you joked, making wilbur laugh. it was true though, considering his socks were mismatched.

“whatever. your hair looks terrible, so i don’t know what your talking about.” wilbur said, stopping to turn and look at you.

You got on your tippy toes, attempting to smack wilbur in the back of the head. he easily dodged, and started laughing like crazy.

this is how it always was. wilbur laughing at you, or you laughing at wilbur, or you two laughing at yourselves. everything was always like this, and you never wanted it to change.

ok, maybe you did.

not in a bad way. you just wanted wilbur to love you. not like a friend, like a soulmate. like how you loved him.

the change you wanted was for wilbur to sweep you off your feet. for him to dance with you at night or in the kitchen, and for him to sleep with you peacefully. you’d never told wilbur this, obviously, you didn’t have the guts.

so you were quite surprised when wilbur took your swinging hand and held it.

“I’m not sure that’s the nicest route, is it, darling?” Wilbur whispered in your ear, bending over to do so.

your heart fluttered, and your breath hitched. you didn’t think you could say anything at all, even if you wanted to. but as soon as he did it, wilbur’s hand let go of yours, and his eyes were off of yours aswell. you two walked down the street in silence, barely even breathing.

“You coming to my show tomorrow, right?” wilbur asked, looking at you gently (don’t ask how someone looks at someone else gently-).

“yeah i guess.” you answered, sure that your cheeks were still bright red from the recent encounter. “I thought i would have to work, but my job closed.” you added, halving at wilbur.

“oh shit! really?” wilbur questioned, stopping in his tracks. “That’s terrible, y/n. you need a job?”

“yeah, i guess so.” you said shrugging. “you got something in mind, soot?” you asked, nudging him with your shoulder.

“yup. we need an editor for our music videos.”

“You pay good?” you joked, smirking at wilbur.

“only for you, dear.” wil said, smirking right back at you. that took your cocky smirk right off your face.

why did he have to be so damn good at flirting?

wilbur laughed at your reaction, grabbing onto your shoulder for support. you rolled your eyes at his exaggerated response, and continued down the pavement to the studio.

(wilbur’s POV)

Wilbur glanced at you constantly, even growing up he thought you were pretty. and as he got older, he slowly began to have a crush of you. luckily, his wits and quick thinking aslways saved him from slipping up.

but something about today, he couldn’t stop flirting, and he also couldn’t stop looking. he didn’t know what it was, but no matter what you did that day, seemed perfect to him. when you’d hum a song, or when you’d wave at pedestrians, or even just smiling at one of his jokes seemed amazing to him. you were so perfect.

as you two walked up to the studio, you took a glance at one another as you walked in. wilbur quickly noticed Ash and Mark, who were sitting on small stools, chatting about some idea they had for a music video.

“hey wil.” mark said, grinning at him. “and who are you?” mark asked, stretching out his hand for a handshake.

“i’m y/n.”you answered. “wilbur asked me if he wanted me to be an editor for your music videos.” you said, smiling at wilbur. wilbur smiled back, wishing that he could hug you without his band mates (and you) thinking he was a total freak.

(y/n pov)

I nervously watched the band record, wilbur’s voice ringing through the studio. when everything was done, you helped them pack up, and after a quick goodbye, you and wil were off to do whatever you wanted.

“what’d you think? did we sweep you off your feet?” Wil asked, putting his hand on his head to add to the dramatics.

“oh, for sure. i’ve never been more impressed with a show in my entire life!” You say, smiling at him. “it was great. and definitely good enough for ice cream..” you smirk, glancing at wilbur who’s smiling at you, making your face red with embarrassment.

“Oh was it now? well, since i played so good, i think you should pay.” the brunet taunts, reinginget an eyebrow. “or, we can get lunch and ice cream.”

“someone’s hungry.” you comment, glancing at him.

“yeah, i’m hungry as fuck.”

“maybe if you ask nicer i’ll consider.”

“oh please! your majesty! i’m fucking starved! please!” wilbur mocks, begging with his hands.

“hmm. well, i guess so.. since you asked so nicely.” you smirk slowly turns into a grin as you watch him beam in excitement. “but you’re paying for lunch. i got ice cream.” you say. “Damnit! thought i got away with it.” wil pouts, making your giggle like a school girl.

as you and wil go into the small shop, wil leans down or your level, saying, “i forgot this shop only has shit sandwiches. they do have incredible croissants.” making you chuckle. “somebody’s been here a time or two.” you joke, eyes squinting at the tiny words on the menu. “yeah, thanks for noticing.” wilbur says, smiling.

Wilbur’s Pov

I watched as she ordered her food, with her small smile and quiet voice that she suddenly got when she was in public.

“Thank you!” she said, e/c eyes glowing in the sunlight that shone through the windows. she slowly went to find a table and sat down, glancing at me and giving me a thumbs up, which i return with a chuckle.

After i order, i walked over to the small booth she has picked out for us. “Just a tea?” she questioned, motioning to my lone cup.

“you said i was paying.” i joke, smirking. “i also got a sandwich, don’t worry so much, love.”

“thought you said the sandwiches are shit?” she interrupted my sip of tea.

“they are, but i’m hungry and i don’t really care what i’m eating at this point.”

“huh.”

we sat in silence for a couple of minutes, just enjoying each others company.

“you’re cute, yknow that?” i say suddenly, words coming out of my mouth before i can think about them. She freezes, eyes wide with shock. or disgust. or anger. or hatred. oh for fucks sake, she hates me. she stares at me for a couple more seconds before she says, “you’re cute t-too, soot.” she stared at her hands for the entirety of the time she said it, but she did. she said it.

“I love you.” she says, eyes still glued to her hands. “I have for a while now. and i know taht we say we love eachother like every night, but i don’t love you like that. i love you like.. fuck. i love you so much i don’t know what to do with my self.” she sputters it all out in one big word jumble. but she said it.

“i love you too. 10 times more than that, too. hell, 20 times.” i say, smiling slightly at her small figure, glancing at me and her hands.

“glad we got that out, soot.”

“me too, love.”

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a/n: SCREAMING CRYINH THROWING UP BC WHY WAS THAT NOT SHIT??? LIKE HELLO?- this was a draft from like, forever ago lol so pretty old but i like it so wtvr

REQUESTS ARE OPEN (i think?)

#on a side note why is he so FINE LIKE DAMN #sbi x reader #dsmp #fluff #wilbur #wilbur soot #ok bye <3

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tei-to-tei · 4 months

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