#Anime Fanta

[anime-knockoffs]

Fanta from Alya Sometimes Hides Her Feelings in Russian

Today's Anime Knockoff is this Fanta knockoff, Kanta from "Alya Sometimes Hides Her Feelings in Russian".

[phibsies]

me when i’m a dumb stupid bug

[xinnamonbun]

Watched "Paper's addiction" and knew I IMMEDIATELY had to draw something-

@inanimateimprov

Original video under the cut.

[cresentagere]

𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖆𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖇𝖔𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖘!

𝔉𝔞𝔳𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨☏

My favorite drink by far is fanta! It just soothes me so much and it's not too sweet or carbonated

₋ଘcᵣₑₛₑₙₜₐgₑᵣₑ

[bunnyyslug]

It's been so long since I posted Bakugou fanart! So I present to you all Barbarian!Bakugou.

[ex0skeletal-undead]

Plague by Ivan Stan

This artist on Instagram

[iftadwascool]

Fanta Academy Takaba Sensei

[avlewis]

Hier j'ai récupérée cette adorable boule de poile à mon travail :3 elle était abandonnée sur la route trempée comme une serpillière. Je ne sais qui est l'immonde personne qui a osé faire ça à cette adorable petite chatte absolument trop mignonne. Mais je si je le trouve je vais utiliser ma pelle uwu. Bref. Je l'ai récupérée séchée et réchauffée. J'ai pris des croquettes pour bébé et lui ai donné de l'eau. Elle a fait un gros dodo et j'ai un peu joué avec elle :3 heureusement mon chérie m'a aidée et il était tout aussi gaga que moi x). Mais malheureusement on a pas pu garder la petite boule de poile sniff xox elle a été adoptée dans la journée par une maman de l'école où je travail qui a déjà un chat chez elle :3. J'ai eu des nouvelles se matin. Elle a été top et maintenant elle s'appelle Fanta :3 et elle aura rdv chez le veto jeudi. Tout en sachant que Fanta n'a pas de tatouage ou de puce uwu. Petite Fanta je t'aurais bien gardée si mon propriétaire acceptait les animaux et si mon mec n'était pas allergique.

Voilà la boule de poile, je l'ai vu j'étais amoureuse d'elle directement. Ça va ma convaincu que plus tard moi et mr on aura un chat ou un chien et qu'il sera l'un ou l'autre couvert d'amour et croquette x).

[notsogenesiz]

saw a post on twt about this audio sounding like finn so u already know what i had to do with it

[m00nb04rd5]

Can I have a moodboard themed after the Third Impact itself?

Hey, this Fanta tastes like human!

(I’M SO SORRY!!! XD)

[fanta2y]

Days Spent Missing You.

ahh !! fic numbero dos ! this one is a gojo x reader fic, love my blue eyed king :))

IT DOES CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR ANIME AND MANGA!

cw: a bit angsty? some talk about scars, but nothing explicit.

word count: 1.3k

Your breath was bated, your heart beat quickened. 

“Gojo-sensei has been released.” Itadori told you, all bright smiles and excitement at the thought of his sensei being back. Of being able to correct all of his supposed wrongs over these past two long weeks. 

But you felt your stomach flip at the words, your mind completely whiting out at the possibility. You had fought just as hard with everyone to get him back, to unseal him. But there was always a small whisper in the back of your mind, preparing your body, your soul. 

What if he couldn’t be unsealed? 

All that came crashing down the second those words left the young boys lips. Disbelief clearly written on your wide eyes and slack jaw. “Seriously?!” 

You didn’t dare let the hope that was dangerously curling around your chest, squeezing your lungs so tight you could barely pull a breath inbetween your lips. Without responding to you, Itadori grabbed your hand and began pulling you along. 

Almost dumbly, you followed him. Letting him pull you along as you focused on trying not to trip on your own two feet. Wanting to think of anything but the man you might be on the way to seeing, after what felt like an eternity of not hearing his teasing voice or feeling his comforting weight as he practically laid ontop of you. 

You continued to be pulled along, focusing your eyes on the ground. Not wanting to look up incase you laid eyes upon him far too soon. Your not ready, you don’t think you’ll ever be ready. 

You had spent countless nights staring up at the ceiling, tearing silently tracking down your cheeks as you clutched his pillow. You remembered all the nights you guys had spent together, not even just the ones spent wrapped in eachother. Legs tangled together, breaths intermingling. But the nights spent cuddled into eachother, so close you couldn’t tell where one ended and one began. The hushed whispers of meaningless conversations, trying to hold back giggles as he made you laugh harder than anyone you’ve ever known. 

You hadn’t laughed since he got sealed. 

It was like the joy had been ripped from you and trapped in that god forsaken box right along side him. Your eyes dimmed and your voice had no inflection, speaking in dull monotones as you tried to focus on the next task ahead. The next task that would hopefully lead you closer to getting him back to you. 

Too much had happened between Shibuya, the Culling Games and then now for you to have even thought about processing the well of emotions that had sat painfully against your heart. And now that everything was all coming to a head, that you might actually see the love of your life again. Nothing felt real, not the hand wrapped tightly around your wrist, or the dirt you can feel under your worn out soles. 

You heard him before you saw him, the voice all too familiar. On instinct, your head raised. Catching the glimpse of stark white hair, you felt the familiar all encompassing aura that was his cursed technique. 

“Gojo-Sensei!” Itadori called you, waving his hand in the air. You could tell he felt lighter now that he was back, who wouldn’t. His smile was easier, his steps were lighter, his eyes didn’t carry the weight of all the horrors he had seen. Instead they shone, maybe not as bright as when you first met him, but mugh brighter than they had all those days ago. 

“Satoru.” The name fell from your lips, breathless. Before you had even realized what you were doing, the next thing you felt was a solid chest and arms snuggly around your waist. You practically jumped into him, legs wrapping tightly around his torso. Arms almost crushing his neck, head buried so far into his neck. Your eyes were tightly shut as you willed yourself not to cry. 

“Hey, pretty girl.” He whispered gently in your ear, it made your heart flutter. You stood no chance against the tidalwave that was your emotions. The tears flowing freely down your face. 

“I missed you, you stupid stupid idiot.” You said wetly, a giggle following your words. A poor attempt at trying to be mad at him, you both knowing that could never last long. He chuckled at your antics, you felt him kiss your forehead and spin you around playfully. Pulling squeals and giggles from your lips and forcing you to hold on tighter to his muscular frame. Not that you had anything to complain about. 

“I know I know. I’m terrible. I’m so sorry,” His voice dipping into the sadness he felt deep in his heart. “I’ve missed you so much too.” 

After Satoru had properly went around saying hi to everyone, getting filled in on all the new mishaps and events. You strayed never far from his side, your hands always intertwined or even shamelessly you found yourself sitting in his lap. He was always more of a pda person than you were, but after all this time apart you couldn’t find yourself caring much. As long as you could feel the steady heartbeat underneath your ear, and hear his timbre voice flow over your figure. 

The long day left you both emotionall exhausted, and yet here you both sat. Criss cross on your shared bed, simply staring at eachother. Eyes never leaving eachothers frames, almost too scared to look away for too long least the other disappear before their very eyes. 

“C’mere.” He mumbled, holding his arms outwards towards you. Silently, you crawled forward. Situating yourself into his embrace, you sat straddling him. Your legs on either side of his hips, caging him in. Your arms wrapping around his middle, your head buried into his chest. 

“Let me see you.” He whispered, pulling your face from his chest. His heart aching at how different you looked since he last saw you. His fingers gently tracing over the new scars you sported on your face, his thumbs swiping under the dark circles ever present under your eyes.

 A frown tugging at his lips and he took in all that you had to go through without him. It made him angry, angry at that brain curse, angry at himself, angry at all of jujustu society. You hadn’t deserved that, he told you. He promised he would always be there to protect you, and yet when you needed him most he had to get stuck in a fucking box. 

You watched as his thoughts overtook, his eyes glossing over slightly. “Hey, ‘toru.” You said, lifting your hand up to cup his cheek. Hoping to bring him back to the present day. 

The clairty returns in his vision at your gentle touch, instintually he leaned into it, nuzzling into your hand. You giggled at his antics, he turned his face to kiss your palm. Closing his eyes for a second, taking a deep breath in. He opened his mouth to speak, but before the words could come out, 

“I don’t blame you.” Your voice was stern, it rang with a finality that took him by surprised. You knew him better than most anyone else, you knew exactly where his mind was going and you couldn’t sit back and let him destroy himself over something he didn’t do on purpose. “So, don’t blame yourself either.” 

Your last words were gently, hushed as you leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. You attempted to pull away, but Satoru was quicker. He followed your lips, pressing them more firmly against each other. Your lips and tongues danced against eachother softly, and as you both pulled away panting heavily. Your foreheads rested against eachother, matching smiles on your faces. 

“I love you.” You murmured into the undisturbed air. 

“I love you more.”

authors note: thank you guys for all the love on the last fic!! I hope you guys enjoy this one as well!! I've been cooking up some good ones so prepare to be sick of me LOL anywayysss comments and reblogs are ALWAYS appreciated <3333

[anime-knockoffs]

Oi Ocha,Fanta from Wind Breaker

Today's Anime Knockoff is this Oi Ocha and Fanta knockoffs, Hai Ocha and Manta from "Wind Breaker".

[megatronwife]

why is everytime i make ship art its lighting practice

[hopkei]

staying motivated at the office like:

[m-eltdown]

[rocambolestim]

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