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possiblyawesometmblr · 1 year ago
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auntiejohn · 5 months ago
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Barty: (to Regulus) You remember Christmas eve right? When I sang Evan my "Oops! I did it again" solo? Dude, I had to urban dictionary the shit he said he was gonna do to my body
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moonlit-dreamers · 5 months ago
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i need yall to understand just how badly i want solar and eclipse to get into a physical fight
but none of it is actually serious or harmful and its just them aggressively rolling around and (depending on the day) throwing petty insults at each other
like this is how i imagine theyd fight
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theyre just lil guys. they just fight each other sometimes. just get a bit silly sometimes
also thank @basilbots for reminding me how insane i am over this. also thank them for saying that the lil head waggle of that one cat is like their rays spinning/flaring
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head-empty-just-sigma · 1 year ago
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nobody talk to me on July 12th i have a Very Important event to go to called Bungou Stray Dogs season 5 episode 1
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definitelynotshouting · 1 year ago
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hello gang its been far too long since you received scarian kisses from me
luckily i am here to change that<3 massive shout out to @sculkshrieking for giving me this idea and @shaklyart for the absolutely GORGEOUS animatic that fully sparked this discussion in the first place, seriously please go give it some love guys its incredible. Anyway woe, TJ Shouting smooches be upon ye >:]
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"... Don't kiss me," Grian breathes, so low and heady that it fills Scar's head with light, a clean and dizzy wash over everything still lingering between them. Here, in this microscopic space, there are no grains of sand; no loneliness; no secrets; no cruel and counting timer. Only them, and a warmth beginning to boil, rolling in with the same potent energy of a summer thunderstorm.
And it's so, so easy to let Scar's task do the work for him.
So Scar tips forward, closing the space between them once more— catches Grian's lower lip between his teeth, rolling it into his mouth with slow, deliberate motions. Grian's breath audibly hitches; both hands lift to frame Scar's face, tangle in his hair, and the firm tug of fingers gripping him at the roots has Scar gasping into the kiss. He retaliates by releasing Grian's bottom lip, only to shift the angle to catch his cupid's bow, nipping at the sensitive skin— until Grian sucks in another shaky breath, fingers tightening, mouth falling lax against his. Scar soothes away the sharp sting, folding wordless apologies against Grian's mouth in a language beyond words, beyond any buzzing syllable that will never, ever leave his throat again.
Grian pushes in further, a ragged noise punching from his throat; the answering riptide of fervent affection threatens to drown Scar in liquid gold, and he drags Grian as close as he can get him, lips sliding leisurely over his, arms wrapping tight around his waist. Like this, they could be one person. Like this, there is only the aching stretch of their own bleeding hearts, a horizon of broken stitches— and the desperate, clawing urge to sew them back together again. To make them whole.
When they part, it's by less than an inch; Grian breathes in deep, the same air Scar exhales, and his lips brush Scar's with each tentative sway into each other's orbit, scattering electric sparks in their wake.
Grian's voice is, miraculously, even quieter and headier than before. "Don't—" His voice catches, cracking the word in half. "Don't kiss me." He leans forward, brushing his own featherlight kiss against Scar's lips. Back. "Don't kiss me." Swaying forth again, another kiss; this one just as a soft, just as syrupy. When Grian pulls back once more, his eyes are lidded. Then, pretenses stripped as clean from his voice as sun-bleached bone, he begs— he breathes: "Scar, please— just kiss me."
And Scar— bathed in the gilded sunset of their kiss-bruised memories, with his heart a hummingbird thrum in his throat— throws his task to the wind, and obligingly falls back in.
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kingzombear · 4 months ago
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My ocs have some interesting yuri goin' on
(bonus doodle of them before the Lupacabra Incident lmao)
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Jojo 🐐 (she/they)
Lup 🐺 (she/they)
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withered-tears · 2 months ago
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Am I seriously trying to bullshit a semi realistic way to excuse a crossover between Murder Drones and TF2, just so i can have Heavy adopting Doll, and introducing her to the other mercenaries as Metal daughter?
Yes.
Yes I am.
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all-my-ocs-are-evil · 1 year ago
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So Untrue (WIP)
More Grojband AU doodles. I Imagine that when Laney sang this song she was mostly speaking about Candy. However, in the back of her mind there's a part of her that refuses to acknowledge how loving Corey has ruined her—left her exhausted and naive. She feels she's on a fast track to nowhere being led around by this vague feeling/possibility and is, understandably, frustrated. But she can't bring herself to say anything, so all her bottled-up feeling start to overflow just a little bit. And Corey notices—he doesn't know what he's noticing, but he does. He always does.
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vikhorrorschau · 1 year ago
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marithefriendlyghost · 4 months ago
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i think as a whole, we should be able to ask our friends (or not friends) about their interests here and have them yap in a response
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wedontdeservethestars · 11 months ago
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Little pinup sketch for MerMayJanuary
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dingbatnix · 1 year ago
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+ w/out shadow
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Procrastinating my assignments? Yes. But also making lore? Also yes : D
Anyway, have Antfrost from Venture. I've been holding onto this drawing for a little while, and I just finished it and figured I may as well post it. He won't appear in the fic for a very long time, but that doesn't mean I can't do teasers : D
The shadow is Dream, btw :)
Taglist:
@brick-a-doodle-do @i-am-beckyu @da3dm @kayla-crazy-stuffs @local-squishmallow @skullsnbruises @munchkin1156 @gt-daboss
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cherryys · 5 months ago
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thinking about jujutsu's philosophy of "to gain something, you have to lose something of equal value" and how it relates to megumi. What does a boy who lost everything gain? everything.
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jack-the-fool · 1 year ago
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So post-movie I feel like Bal ends up leaving the knighthood and focuses more on his mechanical/scientific interests. he does cute little DIY videos on the kingdom's tic-tok equivalent building simple machines and basic mechanical repairs. he also has a mini "rate my setup" series (you cannot convince me he didn't build that PC in the lair) but he's really genuine about it and the more unhinged things get the more you can see him sweat as he finds nice things to say and constructive criticism. interspersed of course are silly trend/joke videos that nimona makes him do
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thehappiestgolucky · 6 months ago
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Bestowal of Spirit on pawns has always fascinated me because of how little it’s explained or how it even works. Of course the baseline is that pawns gain a full will from their Arisen and start to look like their Arisen (this one I fully ignore myself), but what about how they age? Are they able to catch illnesses before and simply more vulnerable as a Bestoweled Pawn or do they only used to worry about poison and dragonsplague? What about death? Do they fear it now? Selene seemed to, but is that because she thought she was only human or because she can still die permanently now? Can they still even travel the rift? Or do they seem odd to other pawns? Wrong? Right?
My personal interpretation of how Bestowel works has been this: the pawn still remains ageless (Selene still being young) but can die of many more mortal means now.They do not forfeit anymore they simply die - whether from illness, wounds etc. Like the Rift knows this pawns has a will and newfound feelings of death and allows them an afterlife or something.
Bestowed pawns come off uncanny to non Bestowed pawns. They act on their own accord and have their own feelings and thoughts and act on them without guidance. It’s strange to a non bestowed pawn.
They can still travel the rift, most just don’t feel a need to. Bestowed pawn probably doesn’t feel that urge to aid an Arisen and their will. If they do help I’m sure it comes off wrong to Arisen who aren’t expecting it either because they could probably argue back. Disobey. Not like they’ve known pawnst to do before.
And lastly, Bestowed pawns aren’t behest to the orders of Arisen like non Bestowed pawns are. The godsway probably still has some affect on them - but they have a will and choices so the Arisens will no longer guides them. Making them able to disagree the Arisen their helping - if they are.
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