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miracleflash · 10 months
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Random Astarlan HCs
- They're t4t
- Arlan has seen Asta's apartment plenty of times. It's the same size as the rest of the researchers', but she kept all the fancy gadgets that she enjoyed in the past. Arlan doesn't fully understand how her slipper cleaning machine or automatic clothes folder works, but he loves and supports her
- In contrast, Arlan's apartment is pretty minimalist. Keys and hand sanitizer in a box by the door, only a rice cooker, stove and fridge to his name, etc. The only decorations he has are those that other people gave him - grateful letters from his staff, framed pictures of him with peppy and asta, etc
- Arlan has a box in his closet filled with increasing amounts of toys that peppy rejects
- Astarlan tried to get peppy one of those super complicated puzzle dog feeders and peppy just pretended not to see it. Arlan (did all the research) was more devastated than Asta (bought the dog bowl)
- Arlan actually cooks a lot, but he believes that his best dish will always be the fried rice that Miss Asta taught him
- Both are often up late at night. Asta goes to bed at a healthy hour, but mind is constantly racing with new ideas for the space station and her research so she keeps getting out of bed, while Arlan takes on too much responsibility and keeps re-checking stuff just in case. It's gotten to the point where Arlan passes Asta working furiously at a computer atound 3am like 'Hey Miss Asta! Wait, MISS ASTA?'
- Both are avid coffee drinkers, but no one knows that Asta is a 'black coffee' girlie (too impatient to wait for better coffee) while Arlan is a 'hazelnut latte' dude.
- Arlan had a lot of tooth infections when he was younger and now he's scared that the acidic black coffee will disintegrate his teeth. Plus it tastes nicer. Asta knows this and specifically programmed the coffee to dispense milk from their homeworld
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sapsolace · 4 months
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obsessed w these boneheads as of late :]
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taikk0 · 7 months
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i cant think of a caption i have an exam tomorrow 💀(it is currently 12 am <3)
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8-xnny · 11 months
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People:”Ew sharks are so ugly and mean and terrifying,their literally the most dangerous thing in the world”
Sharks:
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jaradraws · 8 months
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playing bg3 and uhmmm. zevlor
❗NOTICE: this user has NOT completed the game. do NOT spoil this for them ❗
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sugurusfav · 8 months
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FERAL GOJO FERAL GOJO BARK BARK IM SO WEAK
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he's alive n well guys idk what yall r talking abt
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meatexe · 23 days
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gimme ur fackin maney !! 🔫
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keynil · 6 months
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i wld pay so much money for zoro and sanji to talk about blades w each other like !! sanji seeing zoro clean his blades w so much care turning into comparing where the weight shld sit on a good kitchen knife vs a sword. nerding out abt different oils/whetstones until they realise they've been talking excitedly to each other for almost an hour and start fighting to restore the equilibrium
zoro seeing one of sanjis knives left damp on the cutting board after some random ambush. cleaning and drying it before putting it back in the rack bc he knows sanji wld never leave his knife like that if he had a choice
sanji seeing that zoro chipped an edge during their latest fight and silently leaving his whetstones in the crows nest bc he knows the larger grit wld be more helpful
(40 y/o zoro leaving a set of knives in the kitchen for sanji to find as an anniversary gift and sanji realising that he not only still remembered the first real conversation they ever had, but also the exact brand sanji had been so excited abt)
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exotic-inquiry · 9 days
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bamf
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oh-katsuki · 4 months
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a little zombie apocalypse katsuki!au drabble. my twd rewatch is giving me many thoughts...
cw: apocalypse au, reader is alone, mentions of death, implications of child death, grief mentions, reader is described as a "little thing" but that's more just the way katsuki talks, katsuki is a little gruff but he means well, guns, weapons, general apocalypse thoughts, mentions of zombies but we follow the "never call them a zombie" rule, katsuki and reader meeting for the first time, etc
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the light of your fire is dim, embers burning low as you sit in a foldable chair beside it. you've got a metal spatula in your hand. you're not sure why you grabbed it when things went to shit, but panic does weird things to the mind. this, along with a few other oddities, are all you managed to take from your house when the world fell to ruin. everything else are things scavenged along the way or from people you'd met, joined, and lost.
the night is near silent and trees creak and crack like the hulls of great ships under heavy pressure, but the birds don't sing and nothing in the crowded wood you're taking shelter in makes a sound. well, except for you and the gentle crackle of your fire.
your head is on a swivel. it has been for months. ever since the outbreak, ever since the dead rose and began consuming and infecting the living, you've kept watch. a paranoid, never ending cycle that you suppose—if left on your own—will burn itself out. you swallow thick and return your attention to the fire, watching the tree line just in front of you for any hint of movement or monsters.
a branch cracks just behind you. a swift sound, followed by rapid footsteps. you stand, quickly turning your head, only to see a a figure a few feet away from you. they move quickly and the dancing light of the fire obscures their features from view. their eyes, most importantly. you can always tell if someone is dead or alive based on their eyes. in this light, should this stranger have that milky white film over them, you wouldn't be able to tell.
you make a small noise, something between a whimper and a shout, as the person comes to a stop in front of you and holds a gun directly between your eyes. the living. this person is alive. you're not sure at this point if encountering one of the dead would have been worse.
"drop your weapon," he says in a hurried voice. it's aggressive and threatening. it comes from deep in his chest.
you raise your shaky hands to your head quickly at the order, screwing your eyes shut as if looking in theirs would be a cause for attack.
"i-it's not a weapon!" you shout, voice cracking. "it's- it's a sp-spatula. it's a spatula."
the words are rushed and heavy, fear seizing your chest as you look down the barrel of the gun. the firelight glints off of it and you can make out the person behind the barrel's features. he's big, blonde under the grime, you think. a man. not the best thing to encounter alone at night in times like these.
you see him hesitate for a moment, eyes darting between you and the silver kitchen item in your hand. you drop it quickly.
"do you have a weapon on you?" he questions, voice a little less urgent.
you shake your head in response and then shakily look beside the chair. there's a knife there and a pistol with no bullets. you're a poor shot and you'd run out of ammo the previous week. he glances to it, the gun still raised at you, and sidesteps to grab them. when he does, he cautiously lowers the weapon. you start to lower your trembling hands.
then, as if struck by some realization, the man stomps towards the fire and you jump as he does.
"the fuck are you doing lighting a fire?" he says angrily. "those things may be dead, but they can still fuckin' see. that's a good way to get yourself killed."
he stomps out the fire as he talks, urgently stamping out what's left of the low-burning logs.
"i- i didn't think there were many in the area," you justify, furrowing your eyebrows as you step away from him.
"and that's a risk you want to take?" he says indignantly. you wonder briefly what business he has worrying about you.
"what do you want?" you snap, "my food? weapons? life? what is it?"
the man scoffs, "jesus, none of that."
you narrow your eyes and take a step back.
"not all people who camp out in the woods are good," he says. "but i sure as shit didn't expect to find some little thing like you alone lighting a damn fire. stupid."
"there were more," you say indignantly, like somehow that makes it better. "force of habit, i guess."
the man pauses for a moment as understanding passes between the two of you. it's a relatable feeling. everyone has lost someone now. you just happened to lose everyone.
"got a name?" he asks.
you hesitate in giving it to him before deciding what it could hurt. the man nods as if he likes the sound of it.
"i'm katsuki," he furrows his eyebrows. "you're alone?"
you nod, swallowing down the grief that pushes at your throat.
"wasn't always," you respond, "but yeah. now i am."
he nods his understanding.
"come with me."
"where?" you say instinctively, a defensive edge to your voice. katsuki looks at you like your stupid, or maybe it's pity, like you're a wounded animal. probably both.
"where the fuck do you think?" he retorts. "we've got a camp a little ways from here. i saw your fire from one of the watch posts we have stationed around the place."
you look at him like he's a little crazy for even thinking to bring you there.
he scoffs and rolls his head over his shoulder. "look, we've got men and women," then he pauses, "used to have children. we're not gonna hurt you. world's gone to shit, do you really wanna keep at it alone?"
he's probably right. you've been alone for weeks now, exhausted for longer, and though your common sense tells you not to go off with a strange man in this kind of world, the promise of community is far too tempting. you nod and glance back to your camp. a measly collection of supplies.
"we'll come back for it when it's light," he says. "i don't know about you, but i'd rather not spend longer in these dark ass woods than i have to."
"okay," you say. the presence of another person both sets you on edge and makes you feel the fatigue even more. a gun's barrel on your nose followed by the promise of safety and you're going with him? you must be stupider than a horror movie protagonist. "do you take in a lot of strays?"
katsuki looks over his shoulder and you think you see him smile a little at the phrase.
"if that's what you want to call it," he says begrudgingly. "me less than the rest." then, with a softer tone of voice, barely noticeable with the quiet whisper you both have been speaking at. "i'm sure the others won't mind one more."
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fubukiiisss · 3 months
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slowly ND has become another manifestation method (not av bc the train hasn’t reached that place yet 🎉) i just saw a post where someone mentioned that “you’re not getting your desire bc you keep thinking you’ll not get it” but in the same line say “there’s nothing to get, you’ve already have everything” yet talk about “getting” “not getting” and also follow up with “be happy imagining whether you ‘get it’ or not” sigh
i mean you do you, but that’s extremely misleading. reading that i literally got a stroke 🧍🏻‍♀️ bc it’s extremely all over the place, and moreover so much duality and limitation.
all you’ve to know is,
“ ” is all there is
“ ” is experiencing “ ”
there’s isn’t anything impossible, no limitation no failure, nothing is real, it’s all illusory as hell.
you can do what you want, quite literally.
awareness is all there is.
oneness 🪷
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jade-len · 1 month
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hold on i wanna know what are your guys' most random, completely unprompted svsss ship pairings are and defend how it could actually work or why it's interesting or whatever
and when i mean random i don't mean "ah hehe! side couple liujiu!" random, i mean "dommy mommy su xiyan with motherless and heartbroken shen jiu!?!?" random
like. please. i genuinely wanna know. write paragraphs if you need to because i am reading allat and this is a judgement free zone!!!
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thefirstlioveyou · 5 months
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my favorite finn wolfhard microexpression is the mouth twitch thing he does as mike wheeler
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princemick · 1 year
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Ferrari win the 2023 24 hours of Le Mans June 11th 2023 photo by Fred Tanneau  
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erythriina · 2 months
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I do kind of wish Irving had lived to see the conversations abt cannibalism begin in earnest. I cannot find the quote for the life of me but I remember reading smthn that talked about how when you’re a kid and you don’t really understand sexual attraction yet, and you end up translating that feeling through other feelings you do know, like, do I want to eat you ?? … I just think it would be really interesting to see how the guy with multiple god-honoring Christian alternatives to being horny would have reacted to being presented with a new and uniquely horrific way to have someone inside you
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jouno-s · 3 months
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the sheep do not deserve the absolute shredding they get from the fanbase 😭 it isn’t generally the fault of the fans, i blame it more on whatever the fuck bones studio did to fifteen in the anime adaptation bc fuck knows that was all over the place, but man i wish people were a little more sympathetic towards them
yes they absolutely ordered chuuya around like a dog and yes they stabbed him. we can agree that was bad. but i feel like you really have to consider the context
the sheep are separate from other organisations in bsd in that they are formed entirely of young orphans who are likely mostly traumatised. they live on the streets and also have to cope with larger organisations like the mafia lurking around— they are scared and rightfully so
i always think back to the lines in storm bringer where it mentions the sheep drinking alcohol under a bridge. they’re clearly all very troubled kids who are struggling just to survive
yeah i don’t think that cornering and stabbing chuuya was right but i don’t hold much blame over their heads for the things they did when it’s obvious that it’s their situation making them so scared and paranoid. the sheep weren’t just some average toxic friends that were out to get you, they were traumatised kids trying to survive
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