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formulanni · 5 months ago
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not arguing with a man with big beautiful brown eyes whatever u say princess
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Taglist: @st-leclerc @three-days-time @rubywingsracing @saviour-of-lord
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hamable · 7 months ago
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Riz giving Fabian disadvantage while getting a gold tattoo in hell is killing me for two reasons:
1. Fabian receives disadvantage on remaining calm and conscious because his best friend can’t stop making nervous eye contact, and
2. Said best friend is canonically covered in less-than-advisable tattoos of clues from a previous adventure.
BONUS
3: Riz immediately passes out
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beguilingcorpse · 3 months ago
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here-comes-the-moose · 1 month ago
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Okay but imagine being Hunter during the Clone Wars Bad Batch arc (in my and some others’ headcanons at least)- you have this closed-off, bratty little brother who hates most clones, is constantly bitching and picking fights with the clones assigned to your mission, and did not care about this mission in the first place, and all of a sudden he’s imprinted like a duckling on this crazy ARC trooper who was cracking jokes and fighting after just being rescued from being a POW and asking you with big puppy eyes if you can keep him before you yourself trust said ARC trooper yet.
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leaentries · 11 months ago
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luke “the fuck are we doin?” hughes
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post-game 12/05/2023
njd@van
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potato-lord-but-not · 2 years ago
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what if you homoerotically pulled a sword out of your coworker’s torso. what then.
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spaceakiko · 2 months ago
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Aged up Q! They’re late teens/early twenties here. One of these outfits is based off one described by @sunnysidesevenup in their fic “hearts in a different place” yeah remember when I said I’d draw more for this fic?
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simonsezsewart · 3 months ago
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BEGONE ART BLOCK!!!
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PASTEL SUNSET VASH BLAST!!!
Edit: adding closeups because tumblr photo quality is ass…
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Alt. version without feathers :0
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madeleinessketchbook · 3 months ago
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Currently in my dragon prince era… anywho here’s a sneak peek at a Rayla drawing I’m working on <3
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wreckedandpolemic · 7 months ago
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pls post the stuff abt their kids omg
lalalala i didn’t tear up at Any point during the writing of this (she lied)
so your eldest, alanis, is matty’s little mini-me. from the minute she’s born, you can tell; she has a full head of dark, thick hair that you know will sprout into his pretty ringlets, his brown eyes blink up at you from her sweet little face, and you can even see his nose scrunched up in her tiny little features. you’ve never felt more in love than with her tiny little body against your chest, tears in matty’s eyes as he holds you both. “oh, my god,” he breathes. “i’m a dad. hello, little one. i love you so much. god, i didn’t know i could love someone this much. she’s so tiny!” he coos, staring down at her adoringly.
“she looks like you,” you murmur, stroking over the bridge of her nose, her little face smaller than your palm.
tears are spilling down matty’s cheeks, his smile brilliant. “you think so?” he chuckles wetly. “god, hope that’s the only thing she gets from me. listen to me, baba,” he says seriously, addressing her like she can understand him, her eyes wide with fascination. “don’t be like me. be like your mum, yeah? ‘cause she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” your heart melts, and despite the lingering pain and slight delirium, you’ve never been happier.
as alanis gets a little older, though, it’s obvious she’s ignoring his warning, matty’s personality as obvious in her as his hair. she’s a little diva (“confident!” matty chimes in.), bossy and a know-it-all (“self-assured and clever! aren’t you, little lani-girl? my clever girl, don’t listen to mummy.”), but underneath she really is the sweetest little thing. matty’s absolutely enamoured with her, spoils her rotten, unable to say no to her big brown eyes. you can’t complain too much, though — you know from experience how difficult those eyes are to refuse <3
she’s nearly three when you tell her you’re pregnant again, slightly worried about her reaction because she’s so used to being your spoilt little baby. but her little face just lights up, toddling towards you on her chubby, unsteady legs and pressing her hands against your belly. “hi, baby!” she says excitedly. “baby soon, mummy?”
you laugh, picking her up and smothering her in kisses as matty tells her, “babies, sweetheart.”
alanis gasps, her eyes going comically wide as she goggles at you. “how many, mummy? four? seven?”
you shake your head, your own eyes widening. “no, baby. just two, promise.”
and, true enough, six months later, you bring vera and fiona home. alanis is obsessed with them, obsessed with being a big sister. she’s gentler with them than you’ve ever seen her, fascinated as they learn to grip onto her fingers. one night, you go to put her to bed and find her in the twins’ room, singing nursery rhymes and lullabies over their cribs. you sprint for matty, tugging him by the arm to show him, tears brimming in both your and his eyes.
“she’s so precious,” matty whispers, your head resting against his shoulder as he wraps an arm around you.
“she’s just like you. aren’t you, baby?” you add when she looks up and sees you both watching her. “you’re dada’s little mini-me, right?”
alanis nods wildly, running as fast as her little legs will carry her into matty’s arms, giggling wildly as he spins her around. “my little girl,” he grins. “not so little anymore, are you? before i know it, you’ll be sixteen and kissing boys. or girls.”
she wrinkles her little nose, the expression so reminiscent of your husband that you can’t stifle your laugh. “kissing for mummy and dada. not for lani. yucky.” she says firmly.
matty nods proudly. “that’s right, sweetheart. yucky. no kissing ‘til you’re twenty-five. no, thirty.”
you scoff. “we were married before i was twenty-five, matthew.”
“god, i don’t know how your dad didn’t fu- flipping kill me. i get it, now,” he says, balancing alanis on his hip. “i need her to stay my little girl forever. okay, lani? gotta be dada’s sweet little baby girl forever,” he tells her seriously as she reaches up to tug on his curls. “you want a bedtime story?” he asks, and she agrees enthusiastically, matty singing to her under his breath as he carries her to her room. you watch them go, in their own little world, your chest swelling with love.
watching their little personalities develop as they grow up is the absolute highlight of your life. alanis gets more like matty every passing day, all unruly curls and biting wit. even when she grows into a moody teenager, the two of them stay heartwarmingly close, matching curly heads bent together, always whispering and giggling. vera starts out life as the easiest of your three girls, calm and easily entertained, rarely crying, and largely stays that way. in your house of dramatists and divas, you sometimes worry that she’s so laid-back that she’ll just disappear. but she has a built-in best friend in boisterous little fiona, always dragging her out from under a pile of books on some adventure or another.
matty’s never so happy as when he’s with his girls. he’ll never think twice about calling off or leaving work early if you need or even just want him to, always at your side. knowing your girls won’t grow up how you did, emotionally walled off in a house that wasn’t a home, warms your heart. your home is soundtracked by laughter, squabbling, the crackle of a vinyl player or the chimes of a piano.
you don’t realise how different their childhoods are to yours until alanis comes home, aged thirteen, and bemoans some embarrassing situation involving the girl she likes, dramatically throwing her head into your lap and her feet into matty’s. you didn’t come out to your parents until you were in college, and you’d never have gone to them with boy problems. so you cuddle your girl close, kiss her curly little head, offer her ice cream and a movie to feel better.
vera pokes her head around the door just as elle is starting to study for the lsats, tucking herself in between you and alanis and letting you squeeze her into your arms. when fiona joins you fifteen minutes later, matty declares you’re having a movie night and bedtime is cancelled, darting off to bring you all popcorn.
three hours later, your girls have fallen asleep in a pile on the sofa between you and your husband, and the pair of you are fighting off the sandman yourselves. you tuck them carefully into bed, their peaceful faces twitching into tiny smiles when you kiss their foreheads gently and creep into your own bed. eyes closing with matty’s arms around you, your last waking thoughts are of the perfect family you’ve built. this, you think, is home. this is love.
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the-girl-from-another-place · 6 months ago
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Me starting malevolent s4- “seems like this season is going to be more of a lighter romp, maybe the boys will get chased around nyc by the butcher and get into silly shenanigans! This will be a welcome change after the angst in s3 :)
Part 31:
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marsberryart · 1 year ago
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dormary 💞
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hers-underwraps · 1 month ago
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Bitches be like: Omg Octonauts was my favourite childhood show I forgot it existed 😜
Like no if you were a real Octonauts fan you would’ve watched that show one day and never stopped thinking about it. You would’ve watched it one day when you were a wee Bub and it would’ve stuck with you for the rest of your life. You would think about it everyday day. When you went to fall asleep, you would think of them. When you woke up in the morning, you’d think of them. When you were doing boring mundane tasks, you would think of them.
You would never forget
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stripedchickens · 1 month ago
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idkmynameiskat · 3 months ago
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It’s 5am and I couldn’t sleep so now I’m eating a peach and thinking about how much I want a damn anime tattoo
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pickypickypeak · 9 months ago
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