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justshipsandstuff · 28 days
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If there’s anyone Izutsumi can count on not moving for extended amount of time, it’s Mithrun
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elitadream · 6 months
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When you get to steal and scare the local authorities at the same time~ 😈
Happy Halloween everyone!! 🎃🧡
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whatsabagel · 5 days
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“she’s not like other people - no, she’s better. better than you and better than me.”
joel fleischman and marilyn whirlwind
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insomniacwriter17 · 11 months
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For the made-up fic title, how about Who Let Dustin Have A Knife?
Tw: blood
This is the story of how Dustin and Billy became…dare I say it….friends?!
The Party is at the Harrington house for Steve’s birthday. It’s a surprise Max helped Billy put together, and while Steve is still at work for a few hours with Robin, the Party is in the kitchen putting together a cake and decorating the kitchen and dining room.
Billy’s in the living room, wrapping the last of Steve’s presents (the ones appropriate to open in front of the kids, anyway), when he hears a yelp and then something metal clattering to the floor. And then they’re SCREAMING his name.
Billy walks into the kitchen and Dustin is staring horrified at his hand, and the others are scrambling around the kitchen trying to help. “What happened?!” Billy’s reaching for the first aid kit immediately.
“I-I dropped the knife and instinct was to g-grab it?” Dustin sounded shellshocked, which Billy didn’t blame him one bit. The gash was big, blood dripping off his hand.
“Hand over the sink,” Billy insisted, guiding the boy’s shoulder so that he was dripping blood into the sink and not on the floor. “Who let Dustin have a knife? Shit, kid, this is gonna need stitches.”
So he drives Dustin to the hospital, the others insisting they’ll clean up and finish decorating. “No sharp objects!” Billy yelled over his shoulder as he left.
But the ER is busy, and Dustin’s cut isn’t emergent, so it takes a while. And Dustin is a talker when he’s nervous, so Billy has to sit and listen to his chatter all afternoon. And Billy’s bored…so he talks back. He answers questions, laughs at Dustin’s shitty jokes (just to make him feel better, Billy would insist), and is overall…not a terrible guy.
As they leave the hospital with stitches and gauze wrapped around Dustin’s hand, the curly-headed kid dips his head toward his chest. “Sorry you had to do that,” Dustin said. “Thanks for staying with me.”
“Sure thing,” Billy replied easily, opening the car door for Dustin. The kid only has one hand, okay? “You aren’t too bad to be around, Henderson.”
Dustin sighs. “Unfortunately, neither are you, Hargrove.”
Billt just smirks. “Come on. We have a party to get to, but damn it, you aren’t going to be cutting cake.”
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sammbag · 7 months
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Character designs for a graphic novel project I’ve been chipping away at for years 😪
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kamijoxversailles · 2 years
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@penandinkprincess LOOK! IT IS BABY SELKIE JASKIER AND WOLF SHIFTER GERALT!!!!
(yes, I know that's a husky or something and doesn't really look like a white wolf, but I can use my imagination!)
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grey-gazania-fic · 9 months
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A brief moment between a young Curufin and his future wife. Started for a B2MeM prompt from a few years ago, "meeting your future spouse". Rated G.
“I’m going to visit Mánaiwë tomorrow,” Atto said over dinner. “You should come along, Curvo. It’s been quite a while since you’ve seen Nyellë.”
“The last time I saw Nyellë, she hit me over the head with a toy cow so hard that one of its legs came off,” I said. It seemed necessary to point that out. Mánaiwë was a good friend of Atto’s, and I’d known his youngest daughter since we were both small, but my relationship with Nyellë had always been a little rocky.
Across the table, Maitimo snorted into his soup. “As I recall, she did that because you kept pulling her hair,” he reminded me. “Because you ‘liked the way her curls bounced’. You were hardly an innocent victim.”
“And that was fifteen years ago. I’m sure you’ve both matured,” Atto said, giving me a pointed look. “Mánaiwë tells me she’s been apprenticed to a firework maker. You’ve read a fair bit about pyrotechnics lately. I’m sure the two of you will find something to talk about.”
“Do I have to?” I asked, realizing even as I said it that the whine in my voice was unbefitting of a thirty-five year-old. I was more than halfway grown, not a small child anymore, and Ammë was already conveying with the look in her eyes alone that I was acting immature.
“Yes,” Atto said. “You have to. You don’t spend time with enough of your peers, Curvo. You know I’m pleased by how hard you work in your lessons with me, but you can’t spend every day in the company of the same half-dozen people. Besides, Mánaiwë has been asking after you. It would be rude of you to stay home.”
“Fine,” I sighed. I was comforted only slightly by the way Tyelko caught my eye, indicating with a look that he was sympathetic to my position. Different though we might seem at first glance, my older brother was probably my closest friend, and he understood my reluctance to tear myself away from the things that interested me for a social visit that was bound to be awkward, if not outright boring.
Perhaps, once I came home tomorrow, he and I could meet up with Irissë, our favorite cousin. That, I thought, would be a reasonable reward.
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ask-the-hellbound · 2 years
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The first meeting of the hair-care club has begun. Would the vice-president like to say a few words?
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Why am I here.
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Because you're the only one who has hair almost as nice as mine and I wanted to talk to someone who actually knows about proper hair care.
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Oh, sure! I'm happy to do so; I think it could be very fun!
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I must ask, how do you care for your bangs? They stay in place so well without looking stuck to your forehead.
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I'm glad you ask. You see-
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nellaplettblog · 1 month
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tenth-sentence · 10 months
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The cricket began to make frantic signs that the mouse should look up and see what was looming over him.
"The Cricket in Times Square" - George Selden
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sketchnwhatevr · 10 months
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I really like them a lot🔥💧
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dapper-lil-arts · 2 months
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THAT'S RIGHT BABEY I'M WRITING A FIC OF SHREK 1 BUT IT'S RARIJACK LETS GOOOO And it's gloriously dumb. I love it.
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cringefail-clown · 11 months
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he couldnt do it
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sohannabarberaesque · 2 years
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Squiddly Diddly and Waverly Walrus, just relaxing on a rubbing beach of the sort the latter likes ...
WAVERLY WALRUS, trying to be rather candid about it sans being too offhand: Squiddly, I just have to acknowledge there that for a squid--
SQUIDDLY DIDDLY: Though some have mistaken me for an octopus, mind you--
WAVERLY WALRUS, apologetic: I can accept that--but at any rate, I can't help but feel rather amused by the times we have swimming in the lagoon's waters.
SQUIDDLY DIDDLY: And, I would assume, finding some interesting romantic company.
WAVERLY WALRUS: It's just walrus nature, Squiddly, to be rather romantic when the mood calls for it.
SQUIDDLY DIDDLY: Practically on a par with dolphins, you might say?
WAVERLY WALRUS: Close ... but still, no proverbial cigar.
[The two laugh it off]
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teartra · 1 year
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I think Darius and Eberwolf’s friendship is very underrated if we compared it to other like Hooty and Lilith
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Darius literally went from being annoyed to “I’m going to protect you with my life” to Eberwolf
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Also who could forget this scene?
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