#//FERAL NOISES
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kyunniebuns · 1 year ago
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inspired by ur recent kiwoo art!! suho’s twin hehe ☆彡
JDAH THE BEAST THAT YOU ARE YOU'RE MAKING ME CRY YOU MADE IT SO HOT JUST AS HOW I SEE IT IN MY HEAD ACKKK ILLLUUUUU UUUUEEEE🥹🥹🥹🥹😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 CMERE LET ME SHOWER YOU WITH CUDDLES TYYYYY 😭😭😭😭
MY BOY IS SO HANDSOME //CRYING NOISES
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salamispots · 2 years ago
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do you think Link's used the master sword to chop up veggies
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qwertyprophecy · 7 months ago
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Debrief
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dearestgentlereaders · 3 months ago
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HELP MY BRAIN STILL HASN’T PROCESSED THAT THIS ACTUALLY HAPPENED AND ITS BEEN FOUR MONTHS ALREADY
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applebees4prez · 6 months ago
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snl wishes they could be this funny prepared, let alone off the cuff. nobody has perfected the art of comedic timing like zac oyama has but also, nobody could work with other comedians well as these guys do.
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theshippirate22 · 1 year ago
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season 3 starts. normal pan of The Street in soho. Nina is bussing tables. Maggie is opening a shipment of records and excitedly sorting them. Muriel is answering the phone, and while they’re wearing markedly more human clothes than we previously saw them in, the conversation they’re having with the other end of the line is unsurprisingly cryptic and/or misunderstood. We see a pale hand with a black sleeve take the phone and hear him mutter something along the lines of “fuck off” before slamming the phone back on the cradle. there’s an immediate cut from his hand to a startlingly similar one- but with a white sleeve instead. he’s tracing a familiar black car parked on the curb with tentative fingertips like he’s trying to summon a memory.
The bell to the bookshop rings and the door closes absurdly loudly in the silence. “Hello!” Muriel cries, reaching for the man behind them. He’s turned away, arms full of books that don’t really need to be moved but it gives him something to do.
“We’re closed,” he says vaguely, adding quickly “Indefinitely.”
“That’s a shame.”
Crowley drops the stack. The books clatter to the floor in a deafening heap. Muriel makes a noise like it physically hurt them
Crowley turns to face Aziraphale. It’s an awkward, stumbling moment of silence.
“I suppose you’ve come to take me to heaven, then.”
Aziraphale smiles. “No.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t think you’d like it.”
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idiotdriftinginspace · 5 months ago
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Another summer doodle :D
idk if somebody have done this already but one day the inspiration strucked me like a fright train and i had to draw it
i was THIS CLOSE to finishing it and posting before the second OH SO BEAUTIFUL AND AMAZING trailer, oh well ¯_(ツ)_/¯
also the og bg is staying because:
1) i don't want to draw something else; and
2) i find it 1000 times funnier that they ended up in a prison van and that they were in school (hey guess what, now i have like 2 ideas for AU's-simply because of the unchaanged background...AND THE MOVIE ISN'T EVEN OUT YET)
Part 1 Part 3
og photo under cut:
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chocostrwberry · 6 months ago
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Can you uh draw more like Nathalie please just some small art of her
Doodles bc I love her too!!
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starlupis · 6 months ago
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me when phantom shift(I’m also incapable of sitting normally apparently)
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puppetmaster13u · 1 year ago
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Prompt 118
Everyone is freaking out. The titan tower was broken into, no signs of who it was, and Tim- Robin- is missing. There’s blood on the walls, taunting them, implying that Tim is going through agony, and they can’t deal with another dead Robin, they can’t- 
Meanwhile Tim is bemused, maybe a little concussed because that would explain things maybe, as he’s found himself in a living room full of books and there’s a pair of kids too? One is straight up adoption bait- wait no there’s three, with two of them being adoption bait and the third being a redhead. There’s a trio of small children there already playing by the couch he’s been bundled into. 
Where the heck is his mask- or his bo staff or any of his supplies- is that the fucking Red Hood?! No, couldn’t be, must be the concussion, because why would the Red Hood be feeding him a bowl of soup?
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punkshort · 7 months ago
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stiles-o-dylan24 · 6 months ago
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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 2 months ago
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hot take maaaybe but imo the core tragedy of satoru is that he’s not a god, he’s literally just a normal guy who got godhood pushed onto him by other people . a god would be able to handle eternal solitude no problem but satoru isn’t one so he suffers for it
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brightbrutality · 4 months ago
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hazyange1s · 14 days ago
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Sebastian had never really thought much about his favorite color, to be honest, never wanted to limit himself to just one hue out of so many perfectly lovely ones. Most people probably expected him to go with a safe blue or a familiar Slytherin green, when they cared to ask.
But he could tell them now that it was red. Brilliant, beautiful, vibrant red. - Incendiary, chapter 19
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andy-clutterbuck · 10 months ago
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The Ones Who Live | 1x01 | Years
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