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honestlydarkprincess · 11 months
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why do I have to write the words huh why can't i just copy paste them from my brain to my document
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peachfruitcake · 9 months
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nautical-nasa · 3 months
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Williams Team, through the radio: Do you want us to follow to the petrol station?
Alex: Just- Just say that we’re there! Just say we’re there, we’re there!
*Both of them laughing*
Logan: I can’t- Here-
Alex, into the radio: Just- Uh- Were just in front of the car wash.
Logan: What’d they say?
Alex: Nothing, they’re just silent.
Williams Team: Cool, we just got to the car wash now.
*Alex laughing loudly*
Logan: Should we tell them we’re fuckin around?
Alex, still laughing: Yeah!
Logan: Just Kiddinnnnnnng 🤪🤪🤪🤪😹😹😹😹💁‍♀️💁‍♀️💁‍♀️💁‍♀️💁‍♀️
*Bleep*
*Alex laughing like a seagull*
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tharkflark1 · 6 months
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is it rlly a soriku kiss if theyre not trying to eat each others' faces
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et-2112 · 1 year
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HI KOREY!!! i request Wally fluff where he's just processing the feelings of having a silly little crush!! just because it's cute :D
OF COURSE MY FRIEND ‼️‼️
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❤️🧡💛💙
❤️ Wally didn’t know what to do when the fluttery feelings of a developing crush started overtaking his thought process in every way it could. While he’s painting, he smiles as he always does, but this time it’s because he keeps adding small red hearts around the subject of his art. The piece could be about anything; an apple, a lovely landscape, a portrait, or anything else he’s decided to draw that day, but he simply can’t get his mind off of you and needs to add little touches of his love into the painting to let it out somehow.
🧡 He’ll lay anywhere inside Home for hours, usually facedown, kicking his feet and wondering if he can visualize anything else but you. Apples, he thinks, but then he just sees himself gifting a basket of them to his beloved crush. He kicks his feet faster and covers his face, so unused to the feelings he’s getting.
💛 Whenever he’s speaking with you, his usually monotonous, smoothly slow words come out laced with stammers and halts in speech, the butterflies in his stomach fluttering sillily around and making it difficult for him to form coherent thoughts around you. You’re always so endlessly kind and patient with him, which only makes his helpless crush grow with every time it happens.
💙 While walking outside with Julie, he’s sharing a pleasant conversation with her. His smile is bright, his hands are emoting, and he’s laughing is silly staccato laugh with her as he walks down the street. The moment he sees your house approaching on the horizon, however, he can’t bring himself to do anything but fiddle with his hands in front of him, looking with his face angled down at the ground but still smiling as widely as ever. Julia asks him what’s wrong, but he tells her that nothing is wrong at all — it’s just that he gets so dreadfully nervous whenever he’s near you. She’s confused at first with his use of the word “dreadful”, as you are a very cheery neighbor just as he is, but she quickly realizes what’s going on when she sees his cute blushing face. She informs him with a delighted exclamation that he has a crush, and spends the next thirty minutes gleefully explaining the concept to him. He listens attentively as they talk, resting together on a colorful bench for the last ten minutes. Now that he knows what’s happening to him, he just helplessly falls deeper into love.
❤️ He loves to maintain eye contact with everyone that he loves, but can never seem to hold a gaze with yours for longer than five seconds. You find this unusual for him, but adorable nonetheless, when he looks away flushed in the face with a bashful smile.
🧡 He talks about you fondly to Home when he’s lounging about inside, always answered by wooden knocks and creaks that make him laugh and blush more, understanding Home’s communicative noises as playful teasing about his crush on you.
💛 He wants to tell you about what’s going on in his head, but every time he comes close to doing so, he trips up on his words and he has to collect his thoughts elsewhere to try and prepare to do it again. He considers asking Julie to help tell you for him, but decides against it because it’s his crush and he’s going to make you aware of it. Once he finally manages to inform you with the cutest little smile, he’s quite surprised to hear that you’ve known for a long time. A lot of cheerful explaining and flustered Wally later, it’s revealed that Wally was not subtle about his crush at all. He’s slightly embarrassed, but mostly happy, so excited to be on the same page as you after simmering in his silly crush for weeks.
💙 He still doesn’t quite understand his feelings completely, sometimes even the smallest things make him blush and smile wider when you do them, things which have never made him react in such a way before. He tells himself that It’s significant because it’s his beloved that’s doing them instead of one of his many friends, so it’s special. Sometimes something that happens makes him so happy that he stims or hugs you tightly, making the cutest squeals and happy noises of a silly little puppet man in love.
❤️🧡💛💙
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bagels-yummm · 3 months
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you are all FOOLS if you think im not referencing this in my fic at some point. OOOUUUU LORD THE SCOLLACE THOUGHTS ARE RUNNING AROUND MY HEAD !! MY NOGIN !!!! GRRR HIS HOME???? WALLACE IS SCOTTS HOME???? oh im sobbing.
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babeypigeon · 10 months
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the silly
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horseshoemybeloved · 11 months
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Joe magical girl transformation,,, the curse has been lifted
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Also gif form
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travisdermotts · 25 days
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found this vid again for lyubushkin, but after watching it in full, it really is just dagger after dagger to the heart
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astraystayyh · 3 months
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i can't believe we get sunsets for free like the sun puts on her best show for us everyday and we see the prettiest paintings coming to life and we can just admire it?? while breathing fresh air?? and idk walk to the beach and see the waves and then maybe smell flowers on our way back and pet a cat ALL FOR FREE like woah nature can be very gentle to us
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alphabetboyluvr · 8 months
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sundae (kinda love) | kth
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pairing: non-idol!taehyung x female reader - childhood friends, unrequited pining, missed connection
premise: you always thought kim taehyung's lips would taste like chocolate sundaes, but when you learn -through a friend- that he tastes like watermelon chewing gum, the illusion shatters. so does your heart. in time, so will his.
warnings: a lil angsty, big question mark on a happy ending? (it's an ending! i'll give it that much!), short n sweet, mentions of alcohol, clubbing, tae is stupid!, but also not to be blamed (or at least not until the end), insinuation of emotional affair, big regrets, ballroom dancing, no smut and no fluff
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note from holly: originally written as a submission for my old writing groups monthly prompt - "I wanted it to be you. God damn, I really did." This is ooooooold, but it just felt apt with love me again and rainy days. i also believe it's the oneshot that someone on wattpad commented 'why are the tae ones always so shit' so MAKE OF THAT WHAT YOU WILL! lmaooo.
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minors dni // cross posted to wattpad
"Quick, quick, slow. Quick, quick, slow," repeats the familiar shrill of your dance instructor. "Nina, back straight! Namjoon, footwork!"
The village hall you're in is musty, dust particles imitating you as they dance in the sunlight that beams through the wide windows. It's a Saturday morning, and there's no place you'd rather be less. You're dancing with your best friend, Nina, because there are only three boys in your class of twelve.
There's Jimin, the star student; Namjoon, whose mother forced him to attend because she thought it would be good for him; And then there's Taehyung, their best friend.
He's only there because he has nothing better to do when his only buddies are too busy learning the paso-bloody-doble to hang out with him.
It's spring, and school is in full swing. They're growing, and as time lurches forward, they find themselves with less and less chances to enjoy one another's company.
And so Taehyung's shoes tap along the varnished parquet all rather naturally, much to the dismay of Namjoon, who really is trying his very hardest.
"Now! Turn!" Your instructor commands. "And switch!"
You throw Nina a look -one that she gives you right back- which you both understand to mean 'ugh'. Stupid switch you always think, and refrain from rhyming it with how you feel about your instructor.
There's no part of you that wants to hold hands with other random kids from your village as you Cha Cha Cha across the dance floor. You just want to spend time with your best friend.
The same can be said for Taehyung, but when the switch happens, he finds himself dancing with yet another random girl - Nina.
He glances over -checking who he stole her from- and when your eyes meet, he stumbles on his footwork. Nina giggles, and he looks down all bashfully; pink in the cheeks.
When he looks up, he's looking at Nina. She giggles again, and he gets a little shy, but he starts dancing with her like a duck to water. Something about them just seems to... work.
You suppose you should have seen it coming when the next week he asks to dance with Nina again.
At least, that's what you assume he's doing when he approaches the pair of you. She kind of just hops up and drags him away before he even gets a chance to ask.
When they reach an empty spot on the dance floor, Taehyung glances back over to you and purses his lips. His eyes are soft, and so wonderfully brown that you think he must taste like chocolate sundaes on a hot summer's afternoon.
You're fifteen when you watch from the sidelines as rosettes are pinned to their clothes.
Taehyung's in a suit - dark, a little too big for him. His bowtie is green; a congratulations gift from you, given on the night they smashed through regionals.
Nina is in a matching green dress. Pretty, hair pinned back, perfect. Just like always.
The village hall has been swapped for a convention centre in the heart of the big city. They've just won third place. Jimin and his partner snagged first. Namjoon didn't make the top twelve. He tried, though.
You're beaming, outrageously proud of their achievement - but when Taehyung's eyes find yours in the crowd, his smile falters. It softens after a moment, and he nods. You nod back. Smile. Whisper 'well done'. He grins, now, and Nina notices his line of sight on you, so she waves. You wave, too, but you'll tell her well done later.
When you're eighteen, in a bar in the heart of town, Nina tells you that Taehyung tastes like vodka lemonade and watermelon chewing gum. You don't see him that evening. He sends you a text as the sun begins to rise:
'Didn't see you tonight. Missed you tearing up the dancefloor.'
There's a smile on your lips, though you really wish there wasn't. You both know you've got two left feet. It was always Nina's thing.
You send him back a picture of the chocolate sundae you're nursing, and tell him that you hate watermelon.
He doesn't understand, and assumes you're drunk. You kind of are, legs slung over the side of a sitting room chair in your family home.
You mean what you say. Detest watermelon. Loathe it. Had been eating it the day before without a care in the world, but feel sick just thinking about it now.
You've loved the idea of Taehyung tasting like chocolate sundaes since you were a kid - but now you know otherwise.
It's ruined your perception of him.
Although it hasn't really.
Not in the slightest.
For when he shows up at your twenty-first birthday party without a gift, but a bottle of chocolate liqueur instead, you have to fight yet another smile.
"For all those sundaes," he says.
See, it's become a bit of a ritual.
Every time those pretty lips of his end up on Nina's -and he pretends to care about the fact you aren't around- a picture of a chocolate sundae lands in your message thread to him.
He still doesn't understand it.
Though he does smile when he sees them on menus, and he thinks about how much he'd love one whenever summer comes around. He never indulges, mind you.
Never.
Not until a few years later, when it's the only option for dessert in a gilded reception room, back in your hometown.
He doesn't think it's apt. It's autumn, not summer. Far too chilly.
It's been close to two decades since he first saw you dance - and you're still just as shit - but there's something beautiful about it, now. Maybe it's the flowers in your hair. Maybe it's the way you're looking at your groom, pink sunset pouring through the windows, fairy lights glittering above you. Maybe it's your dress.
Or maybe it's the way your eyes catch the light as you glance over towards him. He's holding your bouquet -Nina had palmed it off on him- and he nods. Smiles. The taste of chocolate is bitter in his mouth.
And only now does he really understand.
Because truthfully, he had wanted it to be you in that dreary village hall all those years ago, too.
God damn it, he really had.
Taehyung knows he shouldn't, but when he's had a few too many drinks, and your groom is off entertaining his friends, he sits beside you. You're watching your wedding party from the back of the room with a smile on your face.
When you look at him, you know -finally- he tastes like a chocolate sundae, now. Your smile falters. It's bitter. The sundaes are sweet, you assume. Haven't had one. Won't have one.
"Should've been you," he says so quietly it's almost a whisper.
You hate that you understand what he means. Hate that you nod. Hate that you're thinking about the way he tastes. Hate that your heart beats faster now than it did when you said 'I do.'
Hate that you say:
"Should've been us."
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teddie-bear420 · 1 month
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Knight vs. pirate!!
Will they kill? Will they kiss?? WHOS TO SAYYY
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kandidandi · 7 months
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sunsrp ot.
@venomous-qwille
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thenamesmobu · 2 months
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[Repost]
MEET THE CONTESTANTS OF THE COLOSSEUM!
Event arranged by @paradoxspir1t
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People included, from left to right:
1/4: TK - @foxi-gi, Solar - @stylus427, Clive @accoleius, Gale - @drnightingale , Burley - @tumbling-turmoil, The Archivist - @crowv3xd, Violet - @xandyprojects, Agus - Me:]
2/4: Black - @blackkatdraws2, Khaki- @crimsomcrystal , Nickolas @bananatemilkshake, Morgan - @comfortventure, Hugo - @shy-blue-waters, Ambrosius - @your4thwallbreaker (SORRY FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO TAG YOU AGAIN AAAAAAA—) , Entropy - @z-static-z , Joey - @neat-o-things
3/4: Edwin - @machines-art-shenanigans, Narry - @insomniphic, Narun @heckinrissa, Mantra - @deviousnarrator, Apollo - @silvermoon279-madam, Leo - @anotheroneofthegaysharks , Nova - @idunnowhattowriteheretbh , Neil - @mikothemushroom
4/4: Neil - @kittygameratx , Narrator - @juaneloriginal, Laurence- @visillantopng, Wesley - @purpleskeleton , Nicolas - @souppye , Plaything - @shinymoonforest , Nigel - @emcake1 , Arthur - @indigo-art
REPOST OF THE ORIGINAL, GUYS!!!
Some rework had to be done since several of the fighters here were drawn in a wrong way and I wanted to do them justice. Thanks to the original artists of these fighters for pointing out my mistakes and for having given me the time to fix it.
Here are the transparent versions:
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librademetra · 9 months
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Let's do this
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asukiess · 9 months
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the fact chat was all “all I was ever good for was cracking jokes” and then, knowing he had to go back to London and wouldn’t be around to help ladybug if she needed it, devises that whole voicemail of “haha, jarring! get it? now hold out your fist, and we’ll-“ is um. it’s everything to me. he will always reassure her.
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