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stinkyme · 9 months

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my stinkelton… did you uh. did you read the uh. the thing? the chapter? i’m not well…

oh I have read it, alright.......

well............ i didn't expect asagiri to be so bold now, but hey...

i am already grieving new chapter of noragami that q(utie) just sent me, so I will just burry myself under a planet's deepest core and I won't come out until they all be okay and nice 👍🏻

#stinkyanswers #my sweet spenny <3 #well ppl were too hopeful ab chuuya not being a vampire #asagiri came to ruin us not to pamper us #absolutely great #i love it!!!#so good!!! mhm!!!#yummyyy!!!! pain!!! wowwwwww #:OOO #so blessed to be in bsd fandom !! haaaahaaaaahahahahahaaa

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honeysparklesmash · 10 months

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Proud and happy selfie (~˘▾˘)~

They wanted to eat each other, but now they are friends

#yasss I love new update #yasss everything is so cool in it #YASSS I KNOW ABOUT SEAL #he looks so good...mhm #tf2 #team fortress 2 #team fortress #tf2 sniper #art

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functioning-minne-holic · 4 months

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Oh, you're ovulating? Gosh, it would be such a shame if I used ANY OTHER hole than the one that desperately needs it.

#someone's sadistic this morning #not me thinking about feral pets #getting nothing they need so badly #the noises #the begging #mhm mhm #good stuff

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books-and-omens · 9 months

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yeah so the problem with S2 of Good Omens is that it murders you

and then you have to walk around unresurrected until S3

WHICH IS A BIT OF A CHALLENGE

#no no i'm fine thank you for asking #so VERY fine #mhm #good omens season 2 #good omens 2 #good omens

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mistressofwimps · 1 year

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im glad all of you have something interesting to say about glass onion because the only thing i have to say is how beautiful janelle monae is. like i literally could not stop staring at her, even when she was in the corner of the screen oh anyway

#she’s just so cute #like when she all drunk amd was like #ok what happened #mhm i hear you professor but can you please repeat the lesson #also helen and blanc’s dynamic was so good #i love their friendship #glass onion #knives out

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angeart · 3 months

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Slowly but with purpose, Scar lifts his hand and brings it towards Grian. He watches intently as Grian doesn’t flinch away. Softly, his fingers make contact with the heated skin of Grian’s cheek, and he tenderly brushes his fingertips over it. “But what if they do something to you?” he asks breathlessly, urgency prickling through the velvet softness of his words.

Heat pools in the pit of Grian’s stomach. Everything in him wants to give in—to Scar’s touch, to his voice, to his care. To the affection that’s being offered once again. The affection he doesn’t deserve.

He closes his eyes and allows himself just a single, small moment to revel in it, to tell himself maybe this could all be possible.

--- hi middy! @starlightsruby - here's the finished art based on your request of something from chapter 37 of hmtb :3 (which is funny now that i think about it that this chapter came up twice in these hmtb asks. i guess that means you guys really like it <3)

textless version, closeups, flat colour, and the background hidden behind that window, all under the line.

#ange draws #hmtb #scarian #yes this was meant to be a doodle #the next thing i knew i was drawing background and everything #i hope i picked a good moment from the chapter <3 #thank youu for coming to talk to me about hmtb!#the background was done with a handful of nature brushes #that i really had fun with #but then it isn't even visible in the finished picture jxcnbkj #so i had to show it separately mhm

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tapakah0 · 7 months

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TAPA TAPA TAPAAAAA YOUR’E BACK !! HOW ARE YOU ??

DRINK ENOUGH WATER, EAT WHEN YOU NEED AND MOST IMPORTANT : DONT SLEEP TOO LATE AND REST !

Eheheheheh thank you-thank you I'm eating, I'm drinking, I'm breathing, I'm trying to organize my life and make happy people I love

#I'M SLEEPING! I'M TRYING #For some reason I just don't feel very good even with 6 hours of sleep...#So I'm disappearing so often because I'm dead #And I'll keep disappearing in my hole :c #thank you thank you #good luck to you too mhm #keep yourself safe #tapakah's treasures

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fbfh · 2 years

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you've heard plenty about the infamous Tedros of Camelot long before you met him. whispers around the school from girls in their dorms late at night sighing over his beautiful eyes and hair like spun gold, you heard the whispers of the way his muscles would flex during sword fighting, gleaming in the sunlight like it shone for him alone. you scoffed silently at these tales, sure no one could live up to such grandeur. you promised yourself if you ever run into him on campus that you'll judge him objectively, decide for yourself if the rumors and whispers of his striking beauty are true.

you don't expect the first time you meet him to be late at night, when everyone else is getting ready for bed or has already gone to sleep. you had forgotten to return a library book, and were sure as anything you'd forget if you didn't do it right then. you scurry through the halls and down the last flight of stairs, and drowsy from the late hour, you somehow manage to trip - over what, you're not sure; perhaps it's the fabric of your skirts that you weren't holding as high as usual. but before you can flail for the railing or try to catch yourself, before you can even scream, a pair of muscular arms grab you, holding you steady. as you catch your breath, you find yourself staring at a cornflower blue waistcoat stretched across a broad chest and shoulders, atop the familiar puffy white shirt of the boy's uniform.

"Are you alright?" the voice is soft, concerned and warm, but not patronizing, with a british lilt that makes everything sound so much nicer. you look up slowly, only for the breath to be pulled out of your lungs. backlit from the blue glow of the night sky shining through the large windows, he looks like a statue come to life. his eyes scan your face, looking at you, really looking at you in a way that makes you feel more alive than anything you can remember in quite some time.

"We've only just met, I hadn't expected you to fall for me quite so fast," he chuckles, his laugh sounding like churchbells echoing off the walls and marble collumns surrounding you. there's a teasing, playful tone to his voice, but no malice. he helps you up carefully, looking at you as you blink up at him in stunned silence. then you laugh. you let out a loud laugh of disbelief, raising your hands and letting them fall to your side, muffled by the fabric and many layers of your dress.

"Damn it all to hell..." you laugh, shaking your head and walking down the hall to your dorm. you laugh in disbelief that the rumors were not only true, but didn't even do him justice. they spoke of his beauty, but not of his chivalry, the warmth he eminates, the kindness in his eyes. when you finally have your head on straight again, you're sure you'll repremand yourself for acting so disgracefully in front of him, but for now, you still can't believe what just happened. Tedros can't either. he doesn't remember the last time a maiden didn't merely smile and bat their eyelashes up at him, the last time they did something surprising. but you... you're full of surprises. he watches you, fixated, as you retreat down the hall without a care in the world. he's sure he'll have to find you tomorrow. he'll say it's because you never thanked him for catching you, but it's really because he has to talk to you again. he wants so dearly to know what other surprises you have in store.

#tedros x reader #tedros pendragon #tedros pendragon x reader #tedros drabbles #tedros pendragon drabbles #drabbles #tedros of camelot #tedros of camelot x reader #tedros of camelot drabbles #school for good and evil x reader #school for good and evil #school for good and evil drabbles #mhm #my tedros obsession is coming back with a vengance #also idk what anyone says I LOVED THE MOVIE #I LOVED IT SO MUCH #finished murder house btw #and saw the movie in the same day #netflix is the only sport i'm good at #i wish that was a joke #anyway tedros will have the book descriptions in my fics #CAUSE HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN BLONDE #for some people hair color is random and for some people it's a core pillar of their personality #tedros is Blonde and I will die on this hill #anyway #yeah prince charming daydreaming hours have started whomp whomp #PLEASE for the love of god send me tedros asks #and tate asks #self actualization needs ^^^

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fatuismooches · 7 months

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Man I adore tormenting dottore as my love language :3

cw: kinda dark? zandik accidentally hurting us because he's hallucinating (IM NOT AN EXPERT I just think it's like. Very realistic if this were to happen)

Anyways, I like to think that Dottore came from a... Rather unpleasant home, and then especially burned his home town along with everyone who has cursed him (except for you ofc)

Still, the memories hasn't left him. It's not like he could, no matter how much he buries himself in his research. Zandik can't heal when he pretends that it's all fine and that dwelling into such emotions would be a waste of time. This proved to be more prominent during his younger days...

One day, I could just imagine, you come home to your shared dorm, all preppy and smiles because you're finally gonna spend time with the love of your life! Only to see absolute ruin of your dorm—everything was a mess, papers strewn every where, couch flipped, drops of his blood on the floor. You panic, wondering if the Matra finally raided your home to arrest Zandik, then you heard him yell—in your bedroom. You run towards it, frantically, and stupidly.

You should've assessed the situation more. Took a deep breath and calmed your mind—but you were striken with anxiety and fear, and when you shouted "what happened here!?" "What did you do!?" at him, you were quickly met with pain you've never felt before.

He had burned you with a torch, and now you're on the ground, writhing and screaming in hellish pain, cradling the parts of your body that was burnt to a crisp. You see him grinning at you, eyes full of satisfaction and malice.

You thought that this was what he wanted all along, that everything was a lie and he just used you for all your worth, and now that he has nothing to use you for, he has decided to kill you.

But you then hear him shout: "Are you proud of me? I've become the monster you've always told me that I am."

Quickly, you realize that he hadn't meant to hurt you.

The scars stayed, much to Zandik's dismay. After treating your injuries, he has resorted to ignoring you for the next couple of days, being mean and insulting you.

Just be patient with him, you know that he cares. And that he's absolutely crushed that he has hurt you, of all people. He didn't mean it, but now you've got painful scars that will ache for a life time, all because of him. All because he was stubborn to heed your concerns. He wanted to burn the past, he really did. To forget and move on. He hated his childhood so much that he's willing to just let it burn into ashes... But he didn't realize if he tried, he'd burn you along with it.

You see him open his mouth whenever he tends your healing wounds, but then close it, biting his bottom lip to keep it from trembling. You see him read books all about treating burn wounds, cook you meals, ignoring his research all for you—his hands shook, eyes dark though glassy. You know he wants to apologize, but then his eyes goes to your scars, sucks in a deep breath, glares at you and walks away.

He's really doing his best to push you away

Zandik cares so much that he wants you to leave him, hate him, for being who he is, for being what he is. But no, you're smiling so softly and reassuring him that you're fine. That it's not his fault, that he didn't mean it.

And he'd yell he did mean it, that you were just lucky to survive (as if he hasn't lost sleep and progress on his research just to tend to you).

It wasn't his fault, you urged.

You remember it all vividly. Zandik knocking frantically at your home, houses ablaze behind him, his body littered with cuts and bruises. People were carrying torches and pitchforks, makeshift weapons and screaming at Zandik to just leave—and with out much thought, you grabbed as much as you could from your room and ran away with him.

You knew he finally snapped that day. Took matters in his own hands... He never talked much about it, but you could assume what happened. And you were certain he had confronted his parents before it all went to shit.

He wasn't trying to hurt you. He never did, and he would never want to hurt you. You were the exception and will always be, he would rather let the world cave in than letting you bleed by his hands. Zandik was lost in his thoughts, drowning in unpleasant memories and his eyes deceived him—he thought you were someone else, and he wanted to hurt them, not you.

JGJGOFHFJDSJS yeah that, he most definitely probably cry in your arms talking about how much he hates ur scars bc he gave them to you...

I would add more BUT IM LITERALLY IN CLASS AND MY PROFESSOR IS LECTURING HELP OKAY BYE SMOOCHES ILY /P HAVE A GOOD DAY CKCBXKCBDJ

Sorry for this I just like. Exploring struggles and menta shit KBcjcjc

MOOT WHAT IS THIS... WHY ARE YOU HURTING US LIKE THIS my JAW WAS DROPPED THE WHOLE TIME 😭😭 Okay but real. I have two hcs when it comes to Zandik's parents - they were the only ones who loved him but they died when he was really young, or they really just hated him. I've also heard others say "Zandik" can be used as an insult too? I don't know how true that is though. But yeah I think the latter is more likely to be true unfortunately 💔 Even if they were nice to him it wouldn't be enough to counter a whole town's worth of hatred towards him... yup yup the village definitely got burned down to the ground.

One would think that he wouldn't be affected. But he wasn't Dottore yet. He was merely Zandik at this point. He couldn't just shrug it off and go about his day. He pondered. He thought. He felt. He was still more human, more feeling than he wanted to admit, and he absolutely hated it. Still, he didn't regret it, but the memories would simply not leave his head. It was wholly bothersome. After all, not too long ago he was merely a little boy... a little boy who was deemed a monster, a demon child. All the people, even his own parents who accused him were gone now yet... their voices still rang clear in his head. And of course you had no clue, because Zandik would never speak about his feelings under any circumstance.

OUCHHHH HOW CAN I EVEN WRITE THE NEXT PART?? I CAN'T WRITE IT AS GOOD AS YOU oh gosh I WILL TRY. Ah... coming home to your shared dorm. Thinking it's going to be another regular, good day with you and your lover. But it's not, and when you see your home ransacked of course the first thing that goes through your mind is if your Zandik is okay. Of course you you rush to him and beckon him to tell you what happened as anyone would do. Of course you try to reach out to him. And of course, you didn't expect to be licked with flames by your lover's own hand, not only is your body crying out in pain but so is your heart - did Zandik really not care for you after all of these years? The only one who you treasured above all else... perhaps he never viewed you more than a pawn. But then you hear those few words that make you realize what's truly going on - ah, you understand now.

The logical part of Zandik knew that the scars would remain, but the illogical part of him hoped (to think he was even capable of that) badly that they wouldn't. You wonder what his expression was when he was tending to your wounds - you were asleep at the time - but even if you had seen it you probably wouldn't be able to put it into words... it was expressionless yet also not at the same time. He looked empty, and unfeeling, yet he looked the opposite too. And perhaps you wouldn't believe how tenderly he treated your wounds, from the way he's giving you the cold shoulder now. You wouldn't know the way his hands shook the whole time because he did that to you. The one person who would never, who should have never faced his anger, his wrath. It's all his fault, there's no denying that, he hurt you and now you're going to be hurting for the rest of your life too. The last person, no the only person who he doesn't want to see hurt.

Even now, Zandik doesn't understand you. How the fuck are you more calm about this than he is. He hurt you. He burnt you and he meant it and yet in the aftermath, there's not a hint of resentment on your face and he doesn't understand - he hates it so much, you should hate him, in fact it'd make him feel better if you did because how can you even begin to like him a tiny bit after what he's just done, he's claimed to love you and even in that twisted mind of his he knows that's not what lovers do. He doesn't understand why you haven't packed your bags and moved to another dorm by now, hell why do you try to usher him to bed because "lack of sleep is bad for him" what actually goes through your mind...? What went through your mind when you decided to leave with him too? The villagers weren't after you, just him, you could have had a normal life, but you still decided to go with him... you two had no plan, no money, no real necessities but you gave up everything for him anyway. Sigh...

Ouch... i feel like at some point you would just accept your scars but Zandik? Haunts him more than he wants to admit. Don't get me wrong he still thinks you're beautiful but... you know what I mean. Mhm... imagine the child segment asking you where/how you got the scars from and at the moment you make up the most ridiculous lie because that's all your brain can think of because there's no way you're telling the baby that Prime did it. Oh and the angst if Dottore hears that convo :(

Okay... moving on from that angst... PLS You're hella brave for being on tumblr in class, I'm too scared to open it or write fics in general in fear of someone seeing 😭 Once I accidentally opened my blog on my laptop and I closed the tab at LIGHT SPEED. ILY TOO KAI I HOPE YOU'RE DOING WELL!! ❤️❤️❤️

#smooches talks #moots: kai <3 #dottore love notes <3 #DO I NEED TO PRY THE ANGST FROM UR HANDS KAI?? 💔💔#regardless. I STILL ENJOYED IT I LOVE UR ANGST DONT EVEN APOLOGIZE.#my heart literally beats faster while reading ur angst #ur actually so good at this i struggle to write angst like this ITS PERFECT 🫶#mhm im so excited to respond to ur other fluff angst tho i WAS SMILING SO SO HARD U HAVE NO IDEA

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error-pleaseleaveamessage-error · 1 year

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THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A DOODLE... WHAT HAPPENED.

Anyways, this is a shoutout to the small TK community interested in Ninjago! I'm giving an @luv4lance to you because your headcanons were the final straw for me to sit down and draw some ninjas, I love your writing!

Closeups & dialogue under the cut:

Zane says, "Precious laughter, my friend." In an alternate drawing, I would also incorporate the tease, "I'm certain you sure do love to laugh Jay!"

Kai says, "What's wrong Jay? Does it TICKLE??" He's such an asshole. (/pos /lh) He digs in, he has experience in tickle fights. (Though, it's less of a tickle fight here and more of a slaughter.)

Cole says, "PFFFT! Did I just hear a SNORT?" Asshole Number 2. (/pos /lh) He'll keep Jay from kicking too much, wouldn't want anyone to get hurt. What a nice friend!