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a little late in the day but happy bday angela ilu

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tiphereth

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Bleach EP212 - Urahara recap 5/6

PART 1 // PART2 // PART3 // PART4 // PART5 // PART6

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A few sketches I found that I may or may not finish at some point, but thought they looked nice enough to post

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Bleach: Memories of Nobody Studio Pierrot 2006

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this is out of character and sucks but i headcanon that aizen's more expressive around tosen since he can't see and, in my sick and twisted mind, he was the closest aizen had to a friend and he hated it and hated it and hated it.

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Idk

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Are we deaduzz 💔💔 Diluc did NOT die for this 🥀🥀💔 anyw mark your calendars this incoming May! 👌👌 Me and the gang otw to raise the stock market 🤑🤑🤑

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Normal and prehead Dante design. And Vergilius is there too

Note: the ship art is for a bday gift for someone im not a shipper okay? Okay.

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snore mimimimi

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(pt. 1 / ???) a compilation of canto v gifs I made to cope w/ the chapter 🫶

use them as you will w/ like. an @ or smthn lmfao

working on a queemael fic atm

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HAHA VERY FUNNY OP😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪😭😭😭

ishmael falls asleep and wakes up in queequeg's arms. her scarred, heavily tattooed skin is home. she smells like the sea and sweat and for the first time since the incident, ishmael feels okay waking up.

she holds onto queequeg like there's no tomorrow. she holds onto her and doesn't let go, her arms straining to keep hold of the woman so much bigger than her.

she wants to ask queequeg if she likes ishmael's long hair. "i grew it out for you." she'd say. queequeg would nod and kiss her on the forehead and say,

"pretty, like the sunset."

the ocean is loud. the boat sways and ishmael loves it.

it's home.

ishmael doesn't let go.

she knows it isn't real. but wings, she wishes they were. she holds on.

and when she opens her eyes again, she's back on the bus. her bed is empty and ishmael has to live on.

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ishmael falls asleep and wakes up in queequeg's arms. her scarred, heavily tattooed skin is home. she smells like the sea and sweat and for the first time since the incident, ishmael feels okay waking up.

she holds onto queequeg like there's no tomorrow. she holds onto her and doesn't let go, her arms straining to keep hold of the woman so much bigger than her.

she wants to ask queequeg if she likes ishmael's long hair. "i grew it out for you." she'd say. queequeg would nod and kiss her on the forehead and say,

"pretty, like the sunset."

the ocean is loud. the boat sways and ishmael loves it.

it's home.

ishmael doesn't let go.

she knows it isn't real. but wings, she wishes they were. she holds on.

and when she opens her eyes again, she's back on the bus. her bed is empty and ishmael has to live on.

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happy yurifest to all who celebrate

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doomed yuri

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they're in love . pjmoon told me themselves

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Your hair color. Sunset color.

I'm late for mermay but just in time for pride month!! queemael my beloveds....