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sainz100 · 6 months ago
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2023 Austrian GP | x
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neonscrapyard · 8 months ago
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just hidin out
[art by me - neonscrapyard]
instagram || etsy
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friendlyfoxpal · 1 year ago
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"what are you doofing?" Just wanted Chrome peeking over Poppy's shoulder.
Fun fact, Chrome is a big, happy doof. X3
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chuellas · 19 days ago
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I AM NEVER RECOVERING FROM THIS ACTUALLY
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trekkiesagainstchastity · 9 months ago
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It doesn't matter if that fic has been in your drafts for years and is now self-indulgent to the point of parody. If Steven Moffatt is allowed to do it professionally, you are allowed to do it for fun.
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lauronk · 1 year ago
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he peek
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firestorm09890 · 19 days ago
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extremely underrated duo: "despite my physical and verbal assertions otherwise, I will partake in the bit and I will be more committed than anyone else"
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irlplasticlamb · 2 months ago
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v is coming.
prints + merch + commission info pinned to profile :)
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andstuffsketches · 9 months ago
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finally watched Reign of the Supermen
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ninja-knox-ur-sox-off · 3 months ago
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aroace sonic: *says the most flirty shit ever* also aroace sonic seconds later: *does a backflip of the couch and almost lands on his face* literally anyone: wtf.
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He’s got the range
(Aroace Sonic compliments pt 4)
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katebeckets · 5 months ago
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how to say “I love you” in x-files [60/?] ⤷ 7.21 — “Je Souhaite”
It just felt like the thing to do.
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ceilidho · 6 months ago
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I’m begging…..John who’s absolutely plastered after several rounds with the boys at the pub, dragging the cute waitress into his lap because he wants her to help settle a bet :(( then forces his hand up her skirt to see if her panties have any lace trim
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possiblycringe · 1 month ago
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Sometimes I wonder how Akechi felt being on the other end of the encounter with a cornered animal.
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uniquethingtastemaker · 27 days ago
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This is from Vil x Reader -- Overblot Slap:
“Please, don’t look at me… Stop looking at me like that!” Vil screams, cowering away from you. “Why? I wanted to become the most beautiful in the world, but why am I so–so ugly! I’m so ugly!” 
The dorm leader clutches his hair, hyperventilating. Poisonous gas seeps into the hallway.
“Roi de Poison, you’re not ugly,” Rook refutes.
You give him an incredulous expression. Vil looks pretty ugly to you. He hasn’t looked good since you became an unwilling participant in the reality TV show that’s his life. He has such an obsessive and self-important attitude. It pisses you off. 
“Yeah! Neige and Rook didn’t drink the juice!” Kalim agrees. 
You gape at Kalim with wide eyes. Is he excusing Vil’s actions? That man attempted murder! He might not have done irreversible physical damage, but you have psychological trauma. It’s been accumulating since day one. You can’t do this anymore. You have to hit him before he overblots. As a magicless student, you’re pushed to the sidelines during overblot fights. However, you have a personal grudge against Vil. You’ve put up with his pretentious behavior in your house for a month. You’re going to express your feelings with your fists.
“Please, Vil, come to your–”
You stomp up to Vil and slap him. The sound reverberates off the walls. He stares at you. His eyes are wide, and he has a searing red handprint on his face. One of his gloved hands brushes over it in disbelief. You put your hands on your hips.
“Yeah, you’re ugly,” you confirm. “You’ve been acting ugly for a while now. You almost murdered Neige because of your stupid ego and inferiority complex. Not everything is about you. You don’t get to decide you’ve lost the competition before you’ve even performed. You have a whole team behind you. You’re not being a good leader.” 
There’s a period of silence. The dorm leader stares at you. After a moment, you slap him again. 
“Your face pisses me off,” you explain, “Get your act together and stop whining. You have other things to do, like apologizing.”
(this is the first page of the Overblot Slap fanfic. u're welcome and i'm sorry. u're going to be so mad at me. this isn't going to come out in a while. i'm mostly working on Rook x Observant Reader. Then, the Dreaming of You series... however... I will say that once I get Riddle and Azul's finished, I might work on this more)
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mentalmeles · 2 months ago
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Was listening to Star Spangled Man With a Plan (as one does) and it got me thinking about Steve during his USO tours--mainly Steve and his relationship with the USO girls.
At first, the USO girls are all business and are only polite to Steve when they have to be. They're not cold to him, but they're not particularly friendly or warm either. They just stay in their lane and he stays in his. Maybe, after a bit of time, one or two of em decide to test their luck and flirt with Steve, but he declines their advances every time. (I know that the MCU says it's canon that Steve lost his virginity to one of em or something like that, but I'm actively choosing to ignore that he had sex with any of em at all lmao)
But then, after doing a handful of tours, one of the USO girls decides 'fuck it' and decides to throw Steve a bone;
"Can you help me zip up my outfit?" She asks.
Steve flounders a bit at first, but she assures him that she doesn't mean anything by it. She only wants his help. She's letting him help. So, he does. Suddenly, from that moment on, the majority of the USO girls begin to ask Steve for help too--whether it be for their outfits, their hair, or their makeup. Maybe it's because they've realized he's not going to try anything. Maybe they've realized just how lonely he really is. So, over time, they begin to let him in on their card games, their smoke breaks (even though Steve himself doesn't smoke, since it doesn't do anything for him now, anyway), and talks about home. They even teach him some dances and acrobatics. Eventually, Steve gets comfortable enough to tell them about Bucky. He tries not to say too much, lest he give away the true depth of their relationship. He's not the best at lying, so he speaks in half truths. He's always very careful. He has to be, after all.
But then, maybe, one of em figures it out anyway.
"You're sweet on him, aren't you? Your friend?" She asks. It's the girl who first asked for his help. The one who first let him in.
And Steve is so fucking scared all of a sudden. He doesn't know how she figured it out. He thought he'd been hiding it well. He had been so careful. So careful. Fuck, what will he do if she tells people? If she tells people what he is, it's all over. They'll send him home and he'll lose his one actual chance of potentially getting out on the field and helping Bucky. And Bucky... If word somehow gets to the army... What will they do to Bucky?
But then, suddenly, she drops another bombshell;
"I have a girl back home," she says quietly. "I had a feeling you were in the same boat as me, what with the way your eyes look every time you talk about him. Her eyes do the same thing when she talks about me. Everyone back home thinks she's just my best friend. But she's worth a helluva lot more than that."
Steve can only stare at her. For a moment he wonders if she's lying, but everything about her--all the way down to her voice, her expression, and posture--tells him that she's being honest. He gives a broken laugh, suddenly feeling very, very small.
"Yeah. Yeah, he is too. Worth a helluva lot more to me than just a friend, I mean..."
She nods. "Does anyone else know?"
"I think one of his sisters might. But, other than that, it's just you." He pauses. "What's her name?"
"Hilda. I call her Hildie."
"That's right. You've mentioned her a couple times... She sounds wonderful."
"She is." She pauses for a moment before speaking again. "You know, you can talk to me about him. Whenever you want or need. People like us...we gotta stick together, ya know?"
Suddenly, Steve doesn't feel like he's talking to a friendly coworker. He feels like he's talking to a friend.
So, he gives her one of his increasingly rare smiles, real and warm. "I think I'd like that," he says. "Thank you."
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crowliphale · 3 months ago
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You wouldn't believe how often they get mistaken for one another despite barely looking related
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