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alva burger

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Everyday I visit this cafe father long day of work

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𓂃⋆.˚ Ganji Gupta Ivory Tower/School headcanons! ><

"Kapag magulo na ang mundo, Ikaw ang payapang hinahanap-hanap ko."

Yes, you—the reader, is included. :'p

ⓘ WARNINGS: A few cusses, Ganji having his manic episodes, causing him to hit his head on a wall. Other than that, fluff. (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦��)

ⓘ AUTHOR’S NOTE: THIS IS MY OPINION! The whole IDV AU does not exist here, but his background does.

My first ever post on Tumblr—I am quite nervous. But since it’s about Ganji, I feel a little better. (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) I hope y’all enjoy the post.

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I feel like Ganji Gupta would be famous on the school grounds because of his skill in cricket. How many times has he been to different countries to compete against other cricket teams? How many medals did he earn in the process of it? Who knows.. He just hopes that one day—one day, he gets to be brought back to his hometown again with his loved ones in India, even if it’s just for his game.

Since Ganji is a student-athlete, he possibly could have earned a scholarship to one of the best universities in town. Though, there’s a chance that he focuses more on cricket rather than his academics—as it is the reason why his mind is at ease whenever he is stressed or overwhelmed by his emotions, school, etc. I wouldn’t call him dumb, he has a 3.0 GPA.. not bad! :'D

Ganji is also the captain of the cricket team. As a result, a lot of the girls in the campus knew him and started crushing on him. Yet, he didn’t like any of them. The cricketer felt like they were only after him because of his popularity and looks. Which, he isn’t so far off.

He has a resting bitch face. You would often find him with his eyebrows slightly furrowed together and his eyes narrowed because of it. Ganji’s mind zoned out and spiraled at the same time as he stared into god knows where. Some find it intimidating, scary even—while others find it attractive.

Of course, you being you—you tried to befriend him! You didn’t care what the others said about him, they were just jealous on how talented Ganji is. I mean, you always spotted him in some of your classes, the hallways, and the cafeteria. What’s the harm in trying?

... Oh, boy.

Because of Ganji’s past, he turned into an easily irritated, distant and quiet man. Naturally, it was a long and hard journey to finally befriend the cricketer. You were patient, letting him speak to you if he feels like it and staying even if he brushes you off like you're a nobody. Ganji knew you heard what people said behind his back. So, why were you so persistent on being friends with him?

When you finally got his trust and became close, he still acted "distant". Ganji was mostly silent when he was with his new 'friend', not knowing how to show his appreciation due to the lack of support he got. But, he still made sure you knew he was listening so you wouldn’t feel hurt.. not like he cares.

As days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, the student-athlete found himself growing attached to you. Ganji slowly started talking to you more and more, questioning how you didn’t get tired of him even if he treated you like shit? Now that you two knew each other, Ganji started to rant about—everything. His life, studies, day, cricket, and more. He felt helpless whenever you were with him, his body felt like it was falling into an abyss with no end. Oh, gosh..

Hell, he even got so comfortable with you to the point that he told you about his horrible past. How the Royal Cricket Team treated him badly, the reason why he left the team for the better, and the reason why he has burn scars all over him. That’s where you realized that under his quiet persona, was a kind and friendly man who wanted nothing, but to feel loved and noticed.

One time, you walked in on Ganji having one of his manic episodes. His hands were gripping his head while he had a pained expression on his face because of his forehead, which was now bleeding since he slammed it against the wall repeatedly earlier. You acted in pure instinct, taking care of him and reassuring him that everything will be fine because you were here beside him, always. You were not only trying to calm him down, but yourself too.

After he caught his breath and took a rest from his now finished episode, you patched his wound up and stayed with him while praying that he would have less manic episodes... You felt really bad—EXTREMELY BAD , for him.

Ever since then, he fell in love. No, not because you were there for him because of his looks, his fame or his physical features. You were there because of who he was, for who he had become.

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Ganji swallowed his nervousness back as he stood beside the water fountain, ready to confess that he likes—no, loves you. His fingers wrapped around the flower bouquet he bought from Emma, the feeling of his palms get sweaty adding to his feelings.

'Come on, Ganji.. you can do this—you practiced for this!' He said in his mind, shaking his head before getting startled when he heard a voice in front of him.

... It was you.

The cricketer found his eyes staring at you with full adoration, his mouth going dry as he tried to speak his messy mind—what he truly felt. Ganji felt like he was dreaming, a dream where he never wanted to wake up from.

You stared at him, a little confused. You only realized what was happening when you noticed the flowers in his quivering hands. His cheeks were red as he felt his heart thump faster against his chest, almost begging to be let out.

"... I- uh, I.." Ganji stuttered out. He wanted nothing else, but to be hit by a ball on the head right now.. Why did he suddenly forget what he was practicing for 6 months?!

"मैं भी तुमसे प्यार करता हूँ, बेवकूफ़।." You replied, his heart coming to a halt as relief washed over him.

────୨AUTHOR’S NOTE PART #2ৎ────

╰┈➤ this took longer than I expected, it’s 5AM. (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠) I HOPE I DIDN’T MISCHARACTERIZE OUR SWEET, LOVELY, AND HANDSOME BOY. I might do a part where you’re in a relationship with him if I don’t get lazy. (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠)⁠♥

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he's so cool and he knows this

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Im not going to finish this WIP for a while so have this

And also some Andrew and Florian doodles

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Shū Huì's lore because my silliness can't take it anymore /pos

(lore is pretty short probably i think but whatever1!!1)

Shū Huì is born with unshakable discipline and strictness (a little bit)—being born where excellence is expected in the family. She didn't complain about it though, she proudly took it upon herself to take fencing at her early teens and—surprisingly—excelled in this, wanting to take the same path as her dad, who was a former fencer who lost a final match in disgrace. Her mentor is her grandfather, who was more than a normal and average person in comparison to her parents.

Shū Huì had a best friend named Catherine Pembroke, an Australian. Her and Shū Huì's family were good friends, and that's how they met and became friends aswell.

Shū Huì's uncle then took the position of coach after her grandfather died of illness. Shū Huì respected him well, and saw him as a second-father in her eyes. Under his tutelage, she rose through the ranks swiftly, winning championship after championship. As she grew older she began to notice strange things happening. Students mysteriously dropping out, whispers of deals made behind closed doors, and referees who seemed to favor her in crucial matches.

Then one day, she found out that her uncle was rigging the matches, using her talent for his own gain. He wasn't just training her—he was ensuring her victories. Bribing judges and intimidating competitors to forfeit.

Shū Huì confronted her uncle in private, expecting an apology or something. But instead, he laughed at her. He then threatened her that if she exposed him, then he would do something even more drastic, including of dragging her best friend in it.

If she kept quiet, then she would keep winning. And then she'll achieve her ambitions—but that would mean living a total lie.

So she made the toughest and riskiest decision of her life— Shū Huì exposed him during the major tournament. The scandal exploded overnight. Her coach was banned for life.

But in return, she became a pariah, and faced backlash.

People painted her as arrogant. Ungrateful. Conceited. Her teammates turned cold, and turned against her. Shū Huì got blacklisted from her sport. And the worst part was—that her best friend saw the entire thing.

Shū Huì then panicked—Catherine probably saw her as a pariah as well, she thought. Shū Huì didn't even need to talk to Catherine at that time, she knew she was feeling different emotions.

Disgusted. Disappointed. Angry.

Shū Huì then disappeared from the public eye. Feeling so much emotions raging inside her—both worry, panic, and most of all... anger. She knew she wasn't done. So she trained in silence, rebuilding not just her reputation but her name as well. She no longer found joy in praise, validation, or winning. Only perfection. Shū Huì also had forgotten about Catherine, accepting that Catherine will never want to see her again.

Her name was finally restored when she defeated her uncle-now-enemy's latest protégé in a publicized match, but again—she no longer found joy winning.

A few years passed, Shū Huì then became a mentor to first-time fencers instead of chasing more titles. She saw her past self in the young fencers—full of ambitions, trust... and most of all... gullible.

Shū Huì refuses to become like her uncle. No. She refused let them be easily manipulated the same way she was manipulated before, and vowed to protect them.

She taught them with fairness, diligence, and discipline rather than manipulation. She taught them that skill and integrity mattered more than shortcuts. She wasn't really soft, but she's fair. She quickly became well-respected among the students under her tutelage.

Though Shū Huì is still known for her wise and fairness, those who train under her realize that beneath her firm exterior lies a deep sense of justice and care. She may never forget the betrayal that shaped her, but she refuses to let it define her. Instead, she uses it to ensure that no young fencer will ever have to fight alone the way she once did.

HELLO!1! so uh,, idv oc cuz why not‼️(click for better quality cuz tumblr keeps ruining my quality 💔)

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In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.

P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3

EDIT: Well this got a lot of attention! I got a few users asking to print or repost my art and I am unimaginably grateful to everyone's interest, especially since it's a really simple drawing I made on a whim haha! Anyone who is looking to print these out to hang or hand out or repost on another platform is free to do so, although I ask you to credit me and let people know it's from my Tumblr profile! If anyone wishes to do anything else with my art or post and wants to clarify what I consent to then they can message me privately and I'll explain! <333 all my love to my queer siblings

EDIT: I made an LGBTQIA+ version with a focus on trans and intersex folks, it's on my pinned if you prefer this version of the acronym.

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HELLO!1! so uh,, idv oc cuz why not‼️(click for better quality cuz tumblr keeps ruining my quality 💔)

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so how do we feel abt the new survivor guys1!1!

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an-an lee in idv real!?1?1

edit: ignore the fact that i was lazy to do the back hair

og pic :3

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circus/clown themed pngs!!

dedicated to my friend ren, who is a carousel nerd and clown (/positive)

free to use, just like and reblog if you saved them! thank you for the support, you guys make me so happy 🖤

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this is so fire gang!1!1 /pos

I've become a bit obsessed with the game again...

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habubu idv my wife ...... (nov. 2024)

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Been playing a lot of IDV with my team lately and it's been fun! I wanted to do a few portrait pieces of characters we've been playing and practice lighting. I have soft spot for Acrobat as the first survivor I really enjoy playing since starting the game.

Part 1/3

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What happens to me and probably many artists

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Let the Star King marry his jester!