#EVERYTHING IS FINE
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idontmatter2you · 20 hours ago
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yhwcomeback · 1 month ago
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Some Lloykita sketches I forgot to put it here
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mattmurdocksscars · 23 days ago
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It's the way Matt pushes Dex off the building that does it to me. The way he has to lean on Dex for a moment before just shoving him over. Like there was no thought given to it. Just you killed my best friend, prepare to die. And the fact that Dex lived. That he survived that fall. Matt must have felt both relief and bitterness. That Dex survived when Foggy couldn't.
I'm not okay yall.
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sevikasenby · 4 months ago
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crazy how the show ended here
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allastoredeer · 2 months ago
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Concept that Alastor’s cane was a conduit for his power and without it he can’t control his magic properly.
Trying has disastrous results.
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ghuleh-recs · 10 months ago
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something something never change something something it's not goodbye someth-
*cries and runs away but in a cool way*
(for @greenbirdtrash & @anamelessfool ♡)
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noname-404s-blog · 2 years ago
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rq-producerperson · 6 months ago
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Heya folks I’m back! Will be digging through asks after I get caught up on work.
In the meantime, a reminder that the epilogue comes out this week. The Epilogue and Fluff are canon, the What If episode is not.
… you’ll want to make sure you listen to the epilogue 🙂
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allysketches · 2 years ago
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✨first time trying to draw camp pioneers and soho's resident queer cryptids bc I've been obsessed with them lately 😌✨
based on that classic photoshoot of david tennant and michael sheen from season 1! probably done before (and better!!) but I wanted to figure out how to draw their faces and outfits (ngl harder than I thought, still not perfect 🫠)
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ultravioletbrit · 4 months ago
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“survive” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 344 words
James walks into the kitchen and finds Regulus sitting at the table, fully showered and dressed, cup of coffee in hand while reading the newspaper. James is in his pajamas, barely awake and still rubbing sleep from his eyes.
“Morning.” James says through a yawn.
“Morning.” Regulus pulls out the chair beside him for James to sit down.
“How long have you been up?” James asks.
“Only a few hours.” Regulus shrugs.
“A few hours? Then how many hours did you sleep?”
“Erm… I think about four?” Regulus says, looking back at the newspaper and avoiding eye contact.
“Four?! Regulus, that is not enough.” James tells him. “And how many cups of coffee have you had this morning.” James nods towards the mug in Regulus’ hand.
“Erm… I think maybe four?” Regulus shrugs again.
“Regulus! You cannot survive on four hours of sleep and endless cups of coffee.” James tries to take the coffee from Regulus.
“Oh, I’m fine, James.” Regulus moves his coffee out of James’ reach.
“Have you even eaten anything?” James asks, giving up on trying to take the coffee. Regulus doesn’t answer and continues avoiding eye contact. “When’s the last time you drank some water?”
“There’s water in my coffee.” Regulus says petulantly.
“Reg.”
“I don’t like water. It tastes funny.” Regulus pouts but finally puts the newspaper down and turns to look at James.
“I just want you to take care of yourself, love.” James tells him softly as he tucks a curl behind his ear. “You need to eat and sleep and drink water.”
“Overrated.” Regulus says, still pouting but with a small smile. James chuckles and kisses his forehead.
“Can I make you some breakfast?” James whispers as he moves to rest his forehead against Regulus’.
“I guess.” Regulus huffs and rolls his eyes.
“Good.” James gives him a kiss. “And then we’ll work on finding a water that doesn’t taste funny.” James tells him as he stands up.
Regulus grumbles under his breath and goes back to reading the newspaper. James kisses the top of Regulus’ head then goes to make breakfast.
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dulioon · 1 year ago
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seconds of pacifism :)
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lettingtimepass · 2 months ago
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That's the love of all his lives 🥺
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coin-z3fs · 10 months ago
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After school chatter.
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bits-o-stardust · 10 months ago
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HELLO SIR CAN I REQUEST A MEAL?
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My friend woke me up at 2am to tell me that the drip marketing dropped and my jaw and their jaw both dropped 👁️👄👁️
His squinty eyes, his fox ears, his smile — the game designers cooked fr fr 🦊🫶 they have my heart and my wallet ASKSKKSSKSKDDKD
AND HE'S A CHEF AND NOT JUST ANY CHEF, HE COOKS CHINESE MEDICINAL CUISINE 👏👏 We stan a man who can cook and fight - chef's kiss ❤️
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pwettybbybunny · 7 months ago
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Cw: Eggs, gn! User so mpreg if you are a guy, very self indulgant
The life as a family head can become quite frustrating, especially having to work in a high stress environment everyday, countless responsibilities weighing down on his shoulders and his own 'family' to take care of, while keeping up with the appearances and his reputation . It's used be a frustrating routine, but now Sunday had his salvation, his beloved, you.
Now everyday was exciting, as after long hours work, instead of going back to an empty cold house, he gets to be in your arms. His once empty and soulless abode, now filled with clitters of decor, and having a personality, making the mansion feel like a real home.
And recently, his staff has started noticing the way he had started to impatiently tap his feet whenever he had to stay even 1 minute overtime, or how on every break he would always on a call talking in a loving concerned voice.
Everyday Sunday rush back home, hurriedly changing his clothes, and getting himself cleaned up before entering in your shared bedroom with a big smile on the sight he was daily greeted with.
Leaning on the doorframe, just staring at the bed and just how much he cherishes to be able to see his mate, all curled up bed, arms wrapped around a big gold tinted egg, napping, nesting.
For him it's the cutest sight, sneaking in few pics of you and your egg ever so often, his little treasure.
You are the light of his world, and he likes to show his affection by actress of services, taking care of you and letting you take break from taking care of the egg, whenever he's home. Love giving you massages, knowing how much it helps your strained body and holding you in his lap while you hold the egg.
And he never forget the day he woke up, at the tiny cracking noises, being a light sleeper he was first to wake up, his calm demeanor nowhere to be found, as he hurriedly woke you up, his voice loud in excitement.
You were just half awake, when suddenly there was your egg in your arms, and a tiny feet peeking out.
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"Oh my god! The baby is coming out!!" You yelled in panic and suprise, shocked at how fast things were going, one second you were in dreamland and next you were suprised by a baby in your arms, kicking the shell of their egg, whine making the cutest noises, as your lover hold you from behind, supporting you.
It might all be too sudden but, everything was just fine. Just perfect. Just a dream of the new born Aeon....
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