#I adore this little dork
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weyounthevorta · 2 months ago
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Dr. East Plushie
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The Inspiration
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Another obscure Jeffrey Combs character is plushiefied! Dr East from The Guyver (1991)
From the polkadot tie and adorably dorky shoes to the ridiculously sexy headshot on his badge, this plushie has everything.
Made with ❤️ for @weyounpussyindulgence
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starwarjotta · 9 months ago
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happy Valentine's Day my dears <3 you are all so very lovely
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copias-juicebox · 1 year ago
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i'll never get enough of his silly little twirls.
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rxttenfish · 6 months ago
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i keep staring at this art i got from @slightly-gay-pogohammer and vibrating because GIRLS. GIRLS!!!!!!!!!!!
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nosleep83 · 1 year ago
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Ok ok so you’re telling me THIS GUY is the serious leader??????
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warpedwings · 4 months ago
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Misha Collins - Arm Stretch
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Showing off his tummy even as a kid.
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lucienarcheron · 9 months ago
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Ok but after seeing the Bambi post my brain can only picture Elain drunkingly licking Lucien on the face 😂
But you know it's happened at least once. Drunk Elain is my favorite to picture (and write hehe). I can easily picture them at the end of a fun night and Elain's curled up in Lucien's lap, giggling like crazy about their day. Her mouth is going a million miles a minute and she's squishing Lucien's cheeks as she's talking because she's so excited about god knows what and he is so amused and in love, just letting her go off.
Until the conversation is suddenly about desserts and she's thinking about baking a cake tomorrow and —
Elain gasps suddenly and Lucien's brows go up, "What is it, dove?"
"I don't know if I have all the ingredients to make the frosting I like!"
His lips twitched and leans in to quickly peck her lips. "That's alright, I'll buy whatever you need tomorrow morning."
"But what flavor cake should I go for? I'm thinking chocolate but what about strawberry? Ohhh, what if I make red velvet!" She gasps again. "Lucien!"
"Elain."
"What if I make a Lucien flavored cake?" she asked with a coy smile that was more of a twitchy-drunk smile and Lucien tried so very hard not to laugh.
"And what flavor would I be, dare I ask?"
Her expression was mischievous and before Lucien could stop whatever drunk shenanigan she wanted to do, her tongue darted out and quickly licked his face.
Lucien barely made a noise of objection when Elain squished his face again and rested her forehead to his, staring intensely into his eyes. He blinked rapidly as she said in all seriousness, "Carrot?"
His expression flattened. "How dare you."
She burst into giggles at Lucien's outraged expression and Elain tried to make it up to him by peppering his face with kisses then licked his cheek once more, for good measure. "Cinnamon? Pumpkin Spice? Ohhh — how about caramel?"
"I think you need to stop, dove."
"Apple cranberry?"
"Elain."
"Maple?"
"Not the kind of sticky I usually go for."
She ignored him and gasped dramatically again, "Gingersnaps."
Lucien's lips twitched as he gave her a playfully reprimanding look. "It seems I need to remind you exactly what I taste like, my love."
Elain bit her lip, her cheeks already tinted pink from how hammered she was and she hiccuped. "Oh? And what do I need to bake to find your flavor?"
His smirk was roguish as he cupped his mate's face and kissed her lips slowly, reverently earning him a soft whine before Lucien pulled back and said, his voice filled with wicked promise, "No baking required. All you need is your pretty, pretty mouth."
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borgialucrezia · 1 year ago
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François Arnaud and David Oakes with Maximus the Capuchin behind the scenes of 'The Borgias' (2011-2013)
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belphegor1982 · 4 months ago
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hey @tinydooms 💜
LOOK AT WHAT CAME IN THE MAIL TODAY ✨💖
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illiana-mystery · 1 year ago
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I think we all need just a little more Roger.
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angelnightrose · 5 months ago
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Happy last day of pride month! Remember, no matter what time of year it is, always be proud of who you are. :3
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radio-ghost-cooks · 2 months ago
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i can't believe it took me nearly 10 years to find out that ur vocaloid can have a nightmare in Project Mirai DX.
in other news KAITOOOOOO I'M SORRY I'LL BUY U A JUICE
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empressofthelibrary · 3 months ago
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My GOD I'm happy we had front-row seats. That was MAGICAL
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silverselfshippingchaos · 10 months ago
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A collection of G.ladio being cute with his little sister since I love them so much
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house-on-sand · 4 months ago
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sometimes being obsessed with a character that gets mistreated by canon means sobbing about them as if their pain is you own.
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m0osical · 2 years ago
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huntlow au where they're both in highschool (no boiling isles/magic au) and they meet because they both work at a summer camp.
they’re the two workers that literally never stop playing pranks on each other (along with the rest of the hexsquad) and every single camper thats new always asks returning campers if they’re together, to which they get a chorus of groans and after year three of them working together, literal screams of frustration. of course no one dares ask huntlow themselves.
I’m talking percabeth type of relationship.
It’s the end of the summer, year three of them working at this camp. Hunter’s uncle owns it, and Willow would probably commit arson on the camp to spite Hunter’s uncle if it wasn’t such a great place to work and for kids to have a fun, free summer.
And if it wasn’t a way for Hunter himself to slip out of his uncle’s grip, except for the few times he visits the camp to check in on how it’s running. Those days find Hunter with shaking hands and he’s quiet and resigned. The kids hate it. Hunter’s one of their favourite councilors and they hate seeing him so anxious. (They also want to commit arson against his uncle. Willow gives them high fives for that. Luz says she couldn’t be prouder. It makes Hunter smile, maybe just a bit, and that’s enough.)
The kids have all supposedly gone to bed about 30 minutes ago, and one by one Hunter and  Willow’s friends slipped away under various excuses. So now it was just the two of them, and it was also Willow’s birthday in, oh, probably roughly 5 minutes, if he’s right in thinking it’s almost midnight. Hunter thinks it’s a perfect time to ask the thing he’s wanted to since the first summer they worked together, and every school break they hung out together, always at her place or Luz or Gus, never his or Amity’s.
He’s sitting by the fire with her, and requests she waits while he goes to get something. She smiles and shoos him to get whatever it is he’s getting, “and quick, because I’ll be cold sitting here without you.”
He comes back with a cupcake, and a present hidden behind his back. He bought all sorts of her favourite things, but the first thing she’ll see when she opens it is a card open saying “Will you be my girlfriend?”
Hunter is so nervous.
Of course it doesn’t go to plan, but in a good way. She almost squishes the cupcake in his hands from how fast she jumps up to give him a hug. She even kisses him on the cheek, which totally does not make his face turn red.
She enjoys her cupcake, courtesy of him and the rest of the gang. Just as she’s about to open the present, just as Hunter’s breath stops in his throat, she places it down on the ground and turns to him abruptly. Her hands are twisting with each other, and she looks nervous. Hunter’s just about to ask her what’s wrong when she blurts out, “I like you! Like a lot. And I’d like to go out with you, if you want to too.”
Hunter’s brain stalls, and he can’t say a thing. Poor Willow gets more and more nervous the longer they sit there in silence, and just as she’s about to apologize and just leave, Hunter all of a sudden grabs her shirt and tugs her towards him, kissing her.
He almost immediately pulls away, bright red and sputtering apologies about how he should’ve asked first, he’s so sorry, and that was not how he meant to say his answer.
Willow laughs, and places a finger on his lips in a shushing gesture. “It’s okay Hunter. More than okay. I think I understand what you were trying to say.” and she pulls him in again.
They’re immediately startled by cheers and their friends, along with the kids that should be asleep now, rushing in to crush them in a group hug, all of them saying something along the lines of “FINALLY OH MY GOD”
When all is said and done and everyone’s gone to bed, Hunter points out she never opened his present, and he looks like he’s going to laugh. She lifts an eyebrow, and then opens the box.
The two of them look at each other, Willow back down to the box, and then back to Hunter. She laughs, and crushes him in a hug that sends them both sprawling to the floor in giggles.
Brilliant minds think alike after all.
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