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Danny gets some payback💚❤️
#the little guys…..#sorry for the small text click for better quality#also realized my brain Mandela-effected the blue circles on dash’s letterman#I like them though so I’m keeping them#danny fenton#danny phantom#dash baxter#teddy ghost#dandash#swagger bishie#my art#art#artist on tumblr#digital art#fanart#rkgk
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#making pikmin 4 memes since i cant afford the game....#the demo was SO FUN i hope i can play it fully sometime AAAAAAAAAAH#I’m so sorry i forgot to add alt text until now!! aaaaah!#oatchiposting#pikmin#pikmin 4#crisart#pikmin oatchi#oatchi#oatchi pikmin#pikmin memes#red pikmin#blue pikmin#yellow pikmin#pikman#nintendo#nintendo pikmin#nintendo memes#quieres
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would you dance with me? ♡
(quick doodle based off her words in the artbook)
#doodling this took priority over speedrunning my thesis chapter submission fr#timebomb#jinx#ekko#arcane#ekkojinx#arcane art#arcane jinx#arcane ekko#ekko arcane#jinx arcane#league of legends#arcane season 2#arcane season 2 spoilers#arcane spoilers#arcane s2#arcane s2 spoilers#my art#art#fanart#arcane fanart#i’m getting into Vi and Powder/Jinx feels lately i might do smth with them next#but the artbook was so cute with timebomb i had to doodle a little bit#also i’m rlly sorry for any inconsistencies or design mistakes i fr drew this in a frenzy and forgot the vry important concept of References#and by the time it became more than the most basic doodle ever it was too late#but ykw#what the hell sure man#also the blue face paint and blue in ekko’s hair is a callback to one of their concept arts. the one with them holding hands fr. the cutest
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soulmates!
matching puzzle pieces: mimicking you unconsciously away from home
itoshi rin x reader: fluff, drabble, pro!player rin (after nel arc), long distance relationship, yearning/longing, not proofread + likes and reblogs are appreciated!
one thing rin has learnt whilst overseas is that you and him might really be connected by souls, by ribs, and by heart perhaps too.
strict routines he’s stuck to since he was just fourteen — wake up, open the windows, take deep breaths, stretching, yoga, mediation shifted in its own ways to accommodate you back when he had first gotten together with you: to waking up and looking at you with the light outside from the windows shining perfectly at your face that makes him gulp a little, staring hard and long whilst tracing your face as gently as possible, indulging in the sugary-sweet moment before returning back to his routine like a robot. its what he’s used to, what he’s comfortable enough, what he knows. and recently, he’s been mimicking you, he thinks: closing his eyes immediately at the bright light in his room the same way you bury your face in his face when you first wake up away from the “bright” lights in his room, drinking a cup of coffee that he swore he wouldn’t drink despite making it for you every morning like clockwork albeit with much less sugar than you would have added, and opening his phone the first thing he does right after it all the same way you open your phone and flash him essentially in his bedroom with your bright phone screen that illuminates the now matching photo of you and him beaming at the camera the day he left.
maybe its rin’s way of feeling your presence in his life now that its back to before he met you — just him and football, wearing a different but similarly stuffy and claustrophobic football jersey that marks his name at the back of it. bitter coffee that still smells like the kitchen that brings him back memories of you and him attempting to fix the coffee machine whilst laughing together, your smile imprinted in his mind, phone screen that still makes him unconsciously grin even though its been months since he’s left japan of that selfie with yours and his cheeks squished against each other, beaming at the camera as though it would be the last time right before he enters the gate to somewhere else that he wonders if you too look at it a little longer before you enter your phone, or hand sanitizer that smells exactly like the one you used to use, and gave to him whenever you two were out together that reminds him of home, reminds him of you.
and he’s sure his teammates dont miss the subtle changes to him. how his diet has changed strangely — desserts that fill his meal and sweets that he munches on in the dorm room that he used to buy from the convenience store for you to eat together in class and then in his room that tastes a little less sweet now that its not from your mouth to his, hotter food that you’ve made him grown used to in contrast to his old days eating leftovers and microwaveable meals from the fridge that still burns his tongue a little, sticking out his tongue as though he’s on field at the temperature even now the same way you do too, picking at his vegetable unconsciously the same way you do before pushing it onto his plate whilst smiling, each pickled vegetable even now resembling you in his mind as he pushes it around his plate. how he’s behaving all strangely too in contrast to the rin who they met just a few weeks ago at neo egoist league — how he’s more accustomed to laughing in the same tone you do, having to cup his mouth at the realisation, looking away awkwardly before being tackled by shidou (that broke out into half a fight), how he fiddles even more with his things than before as though they were your hands that he finds comfort in interlocking and fiddling with whilst lying right beside yours, how he looks a little longer at his phone screen that almost made shidou grab his phone (to his luck, he managed to dodge the attack and not get into a fight whilst in it: messaging you that as though expecting a praise). or even just the way he talks now — the tone and accent melting and merging into yours and his own mid sentence, your catchphrases popping out of his mouth unconsciously like bubblegum that draws strange looks (they dont understand it, he thinks), references to yours and by extension his favourite games and shows that flies by everyone else’s head that he misses your laugh that should ring along with his lame jokes.
and rin’s even more sure that the media doesnt miss how he’s changed from just that few weeks. how his closet doesn’t quite fit him right — sanrio and chikawa sweaters that are both a little too tight to have belonged to him and a little uncharacteristic for him to sport on his day out, silver necklaces that they just cant see the heart of, chalking it up to a new impulsive purchase despite him never wearing any in his winning match, silly keychains on the bag he brings out that catches the camera flash just right into the newspapers. how his last interview went even: seeming more nervous whilst attempting to make eye contact with the camera (knowing youre watching him live), stuttering a little too much whilst answering a question about romantic relationship, how his glued up paper ring catches the whole internet. how his internet presence (without PR) reflects something the internet wants to dig a little more — from his instagram stories about another game win whether that be on valorant or league of legends with a duo with a censored tag (of yours), screenshots of movies and shows he’s watching with the side of facetime featuring your face censored with colour brushes from the tools section, outfit pictures that are first vetted by you and then posted with a uncharacteristically cute water bottle you bought for him as a joke that he still uses to this very day.
its now that he can’t be fully with you that rin wonders if he’s taken advantage of all these years you’ve been there for him, each memory haunts him through his own unconscious movements, speech and thoughts: as though you’ve fully melted yourself on him, your soul and his intertwined and ribs replacing each others: becoming one another. missing, longing is not a strong enough word for it all — heartache when he lies in his bed all alone yearning for your warmth hands that lingers on his body, cuddling him at night that makes him dream of days long after his career in a small apartment all decorated by whatever you want living a life with just you and him, that tightening of his heart whenever he sees you in his everyday life: those red roses that he used to buy from the school shop, any song form the playlist you and him collated that he plays everyday, every second he can, things you’ve bought for him that he’s brought along this practically eons long trip to france, the dryness in his mouth when he looks at your face through facetime: noting every single changes from the way your fringe has gotten longer, to the small leftover seaweed bites form the corner of your mouth, wondering how you were just so perfect in his eyes. its not human he feels: this hunger and craving he feels deep in his ribs, in his guts, in his very bone and blood, every second he counts, every day he strikes off from his calendar, every football match he wins just for a chance for you and him to reunite.
and this time, he’s sure of one thing, no matter what his PR agency thinks, no matter what fans thinks, no matter what the world thinks: rin wants to kiss you, melting his lips against yours as he holds up the winning world cup trophy, in front of the whole field, in front of the whole audience, in front of the whole world — because if there’s anything he knows now is that you and him are one matching puzzle piece, you and him are one soul merged together dictated by the universe, you and him are meant to be: and he’ll love you for the rest of eternity.
#itoshi rin x reader#rin itoshi x reader#itoshi rin fluff#rin x reader#blue lock x reader#bllk x reader#bllk fluff#blue lock fluff#rin.<3#SAVEME. i’ve been o busy its school and my work starts tomorrow IMSOSOSOSOSO SORRY FOR NOT REPLYING TO ANY ASKS OR WRITING AT ALL… just know#i’m fighting for my life rn I LOVE U GUYS last fic before i explode :((((( ]#im literally the picture that’s like PLS DONT LET ME GET EMPLOYED#but here i am tmr…. going to work……#this is so sad…. let me rinmaxx and write for rin…….. T___T
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to adore and be adored
#utdr#utdr fanart#wd gaster#deltarune#deltarune fanart#simmon’s art tag#this is out of the blue huh?#this is actually really old. i used to draw stuff like this before i burned out real bad#BUT i finally finished it! so uh. guess here you go!#sorry for the jumpscare. i’m really excited for deltarune#indie games my love…
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🎉 Happy birthday Barbatos ! 🎉
#i do hope the countdown was worth it and that this is not underwhelming guys#i know i already drew him in his blue suit last year but it was itching again this year i’m sorry#🌃.art#🌠.my art#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me fanart#digital art#obey me barbatos#obey me birthday#happy birthday barbatos
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they are bonding
based on this post
palomo design is by my good friend!!!! go and look NOW.
#rvb#awnrii art#red vs blue#red vs blue fanart#rvb fanart#lavernius Tucker#rvb tucker#rvb palomo#charles palomo#I think that’s his name I kind of forgot… I’m sorry palommy#chorus trilogy#Is it obvious I love Tucker btw#any way happy pride
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Question for the DP fandom:
Do you think Danny’s hair turns white when it falls out? It’s technically dead cells anyway but when it naturally falls off his head, do you think it turns white? Because I think it would be hilarious if his hairbrush just has white hair, no black strands whatsoever, and his significant other thought the worst until they know his secret.
#danny phantom#dp x dc#dc x dp#dp x dc prompt#dp x dc crossover#danny fenton#dc x dp au#sorry it’s a no thoughts head empty kind of night#I know it’s a dumb thing to think about#but it was a shower thought and sometimes those are good#I just think it could bring so much angst to the plot#any plot#like Tim or Damian or whoever you want his significant other to be could think the worst#it would be something they’d notice for sure#could even be Tucker until Sam reminds him that he’s an idiot and their idiot boyfriend turns into a ghost#or it could be another small thing Jazz has to explain away to their parents#she makes up a whole person that is friends with Danny and it becomes a thing#I know it’s gaslighting and I’m not sure she’d do it but it’d be funny#his name is Garrett and he’s one of Danny’s best friends mom. Jeez how do you not know this#or what if Jason’s hair turns white too and that’s when it clicks for Jazz that he is not completely human#if Jazz is liminal her hair could be blue and boy would that be fun to explain#HER HAIR IS BLUE AND SHE HAS FEELINGS ABOUT IT OKAY#all caps on purpose#because I for sure would be freaking out if my hair was the wrong color in the hairbrush#I would purposely pluck a strand and watch it change then freak out#anger management ship#hardcover ship#everlasting trio
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finished the dragon’s tears quest last night
#YOU KNOW I HAD TO DO IT TO EM 🤝#i said this to sen but they gave her the CRAZIEST ass eyeballs i’ve ever seen 😭😭😭#peak white-person-with-blue-eyes ass stare#she’s a v pretty dragon tho :>#i previously mentioned that this was gna be a spoiler free blog. i’m sorry. i lied#loz#totk#loz totk#tears of the kingdom#legend of zelda#loz tears of the kingdom#totk spoilers#tears of the kingdom spoilers#amihan's shitposts
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Something about this kind of swimming getup for characters always immediately gives me transmasc vibes. Blue swim trunks and a tank top? Sorry man my brain already connected the dots. The vibes are there, and they’re not leaving.
#rottmnt#danny phantom#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt headcanons#trans leonardo#trans danny fenton#this is the first and probably last time i make a post with danny phantom content but i think about that show from time to time still#decades later#anyway yeah if ur a male character and you wear blue swim trunks and a white to off white tank to swim then you have transmasc vibes#i stg I’ve seen a lot more characters with this too and I can’t recall immediately#but it’s REAL#I’m tired can you tell haha…#side note how did those sunglasses stick to Leo’s head#they’re not glued we see him easily move them later#so like#are the mystic#does he have magnets or something#wait here’s another I remember and I am so sorry for bringing this game to everyone’s minds again bUT#Shuichi Saihara from DanganRonpa wears blue swim trunks and a white/off white summer jacket#I’m telling you transmasc leaning characters keep wearing this#it’s like how transfem leaning characters are often depicted as having crushes on girls whose vibes they try to emulate immediately
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Hbd (late..) to my son Irumaaa!!!!💙💙💙
#Deku’s twin oh I love them so much#I’m so late I’m sorry my cutie patootie#魔入りました入間くん#入間くん#鈴木入間生誕祭2024#mairuma#mairimashita! iruma kun#mairimashita iruma kun#welcome to demon school iruma kun#wtdsik#iruma kun#iruma suzuki#suzuki iruma#iruazz#azziru#welcome to demon school fanart#demon school#anime#fanart#art#illustration#artwork#cute#artists on tumblr#artist#doodle#mairuma fanart#blue#hbd#kawaiiiiiii
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DT: okay, I’m 51, not 37 anymore, maybe I shouldn’t throw myself around as much this time
Also DT:
#this screencap is just too funny I’m sorry#he is levitating#david tennant#fourteenth doctor#catherine tate#donna noble#wild blue yonder#doctor who
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Hiii, one of isagi being such a cutie and respectful boyfriend BUT then in reader's birthday she wishes "world peace and being fucked by his cute bf" and then good boy isagi let her perv side out 🛐🛐🛐
yes 🫡
bf!isagi yoichi who was terrified of PDA when you two first got together. you assured him that it was fine, the two of you didn’t have to go farther than holding hands or occasional kisses whenever he felt comfortable. he still hesitated every time his fingers laced between yours though, his face turning bright red and his eyes always being unable to meet yours.
he always saw you as his little treasure, and he wanted all eyes away from you because you belong to him <3. he was used to being in the spotlight with his career, but he never wanted to drag you into it. there were probably several talks about making your relationship public, to which you didn’t mind, but isagi didn’t share the same sentiment.
he wanted you to himself, wanted to make sure that no one else even considered trying to make moves on you without having his fangirls trying to pick you apart. he’s a major homebody, believe it or not. whenever nagi or bachira would beg for him to come out he always opted to stay in the house with you, watching movies and eating candy so sweet you swore your teeth should have fallen out by now.
his love for you and natural reclusiveness only skyrocketed the day you opened your eyes to a platter being placed under your nose, the smell of fresh, crispy bacon and toast filling your sensing before you could even register what day it was.
“happy birthday!” his sweet voice was the first thing you got to hear, a sleepy smile stretching across your face. his eyes were big and filled with happiness as he watched you attempt to sit up, rubbing the rest of your fatigue away with your hands. when your breakfast was placed in front of you a small giggle broke through your yawn at the preparations. there were around 8 strips of bacon on the plate, along with scrambled eggs, a couple halves of toast and a blueberry muffin with a little candle wick placed on top. “i made your favorite.”
“did you?” you giggled, feeling your heart swell at the hopeful expression on isagi’s face. your boyfriend was always so sweet, almost sickeningly so sometimes. he was typically all forehead kisses and soft touches, like you were a porcelain doll. even in bed, he preferred making love to anything else, it made him feel like he was appreciating you for all that you were worth. you loved it of course, adored it even. it’s what made you fall in love with him in the first place, but sometimes you couldn’t help but feel like you wanted….more.
you’d seen isagi on the field. you knew the kind of stamina, passion, and drive he had when it came to crushing his opponents, you just wished that sometimes he’d come home and crush you instead.
so when your sweet, innocent, loving boyfriend told you to make a wish on the muffin candle, you didn’t even have to ponder on your wish. leaning in with shielded vision, you spoke your wish with a sly smile on your face. “i wish for world peace and to be fucked by the undeniably hot boyfriend.”
when you looked at your boyfriend, his eyes were as wide as saucers. you were his sweet girl, and he’d never even considered being even remotely rough with you because of it. but alas, there was only so much strength a man could have after hearing that slip from your lips.
and that’s exactly how you ended up here, with your ass angled in the air and your moans muffled by the fabric of your pillowcase. there was one hand pressed against the back of your head, pushing you further into the bed when his other hand held down your arm against your back. your plea’s and moans fell on deaf ears though, the only thing on isagi’s mind being the filth that he’s spewing your way.
“aww, is this what my sweet baby wished for? wanted to be treated like a little slut, huh?” he punctuated his question with a hard thrust, hips flesh against your ass.
you wailed in the pillow, but a broken response didn’t seem to be enough for the man above you. with a brash tug his fingers were in your hair, tugging until your neck was strained and your teary eyes were looking back at him. his thrusts never slowed down still hitting all the spots that’s make you twitch and see those pretty little stars in the corner of your vision. “good little whores are supposed to answer when they’re spoken to, aren’t they?”
“y-yes!!” your voice was strained, body weak from pleasure although you tried to follow his instructions. your body shuffled, trying to push back against him but only receiving a rough slap on the flesh of your ass in response. his fingers dug into the skin as he leaned down, lips grazing the shell of your ear.
the air sent a shiver down your spine, your mind only filled with thoughts of him. his voice was light, the power of his thrusts leaving you both breathless. “my baby seems to be getting a little greedy,” he chuckled, a soft grunt slipping through at the wet patch staining the pillow, a string of drool leaving his eyes rolling to the back of his head. “but since it’s your birthday, i’ll let you off the hook.”
your back arched as isagi bottomed out inside of you, hips flush against your ass, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. you moaned, trying your hardest to fuck yourself back onto him and chase the tingling feeling that permeated your toes and fingertips. you could barely breathe with the way he was fucking you, and if you weren’t in love with he man before this, you definitely were now.
“you know i love you right, baby?” isagi asked, grinning when you frantically nodded your head. he wasn’t even sure if you’d heard what he said to you, your eyes glazed over and breathing so labored that he laced his fingers in your hair and pulled your face out of the pillow. “you still with me sweet girl?”
“uh huh,” you groaned, pushing your hips back in hopes for him to fuck you more rather than talk. with a chuckle, isagi wrapped a hand around your waist.
“good, because you won’t be in a second,” were the last words he said before forcing his cock in as far as it could go. the sounds of skin against skin reverberated around the room, combined with the broken whimpers coming from you and the occasional moan and groan from isagi.
the knot in your stomach tightened as he prodded that one spot inside of you, causing the muscles in your body tense as your body started to succumb to the pleasure.
“gonna come for me baby?” the man above you asked, landing a harsh smack against the side of your ass. a guttural moan left you at the sensation, the sight of your cunt creaming his cock only causing his pace to quicken. with another smack you were wailing out a positive response, thighs trembling as they tried to keep your body upright. “wanna feel the birthday girl come all over me, you can do that pretty, right?”
isagi didn’t have to say another word, the simple request being all you needed to let the waves of pleasure take over your body with a strangled moan. isagi let out a moan of his own at the way you squeezed around him, fingers digging into the flesh of your ass as he bottomed out, eyes rolling as ropes of come painted your inner walls.
isagi breathed heavily into your ear, the sensation tickling your skin just enough to make you shuffle underneath him.
“mmm baby,” you spoke lowly, turning your head so your face wasn’t plastered into the pillow. the male above you hummed, eyes closed in bliss as he came down from his high. it took you a second before you were able to respond, still trying your hardest to catch your breath. when you did respond though, the words slipped from you with a smile.
“can this be my birthday present every year?”
don’t plagiarize! it’s not nice <3
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#in honor of my birthday being last week#i wil be posting this draft that i’ve been cooking w#my writing skills have gone in the trash since my break i’m#i’m trying to get better 😭😭#not proof read either so sorry for mistakes!#blues asks 💎#blues anons 💙#blue lock smut#blue lock#isagi yoichi#isagi yoichi smut#isagi smut#isagi x reader#blue lock isagi smut
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💜💜 CONGRATULATION TO OUR BELOVED COMMUNITY RADIO HOST TUMBLR FAVORITE GAY UNCLE 💜💜
#Welcome to Night Vale#wtnv fanart#Cecil Palmer#cecilsweep#tumblr sexyman#tumblr sexyrematch#saph draws#fanart#SO HAPPY FOR HIM wtnv has always been a part of tumblr imo <3#i hope finknor put this in an episode somehow#i think both sans and Cecil are OG but it’s just Cecil turns now :)#if you recognized the 2 blue girls you might be eligible for elders discount I’m sorry 😔
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you couldn’t have known, and you couldn’t have ever prepared yourself for it even if you did: the pull of eyes like stardust, the gravity of this moment, and—most of all—the intensity of nagi’s affections.
he’s so, so close. moonlight bathes him in its glow and renders you helpless to do anything but watch, just as you’ve always done. you could count each eyelash, pick out each shade of light and love and inevitability in his eyes. they watch you as your hands cradle his face, spun from the softness of dreams and moonlight.
there’s an old folktale your parents used to tell you, one about a moon-sent princess raised among mortals, only to fall in love with one of them and be torn away when her people came to reclaim her. that’s sad, a younger had you thought. why did it have to take her?
but someone meant for the stars can’t be held down by the earth. sometimes, you wonder if the stars might steal nagi away someday, to deliver him to the top of the world. he’s made of starlight, after all—beautiful, transient, impossible. if that day ever came, you would be helpless to stop it.
you have always watched. you have only watched, but still—still—you want this more than you ever would have thought.
nagi’s hands grasp your waist like a lifeline. time is frozen, stopping dust in the air but not your pounding heart. it’s unfair, really. unfair that he gets to look so unaffected, that you can’t do the same, that this moment might never happen again if you flee now. you feel it beneath your fingers, then: a pulse, faint but rapid with the thump, thump, thump of a heart, just underneath the skin of his jaw. oh.
he presses his lips to your cheek. “relax,” he murmurs into your skin, coaxing and comforting all the same. “it’s just me. don’t be nervous.”
“i’m not nervous. you are.”
“that was shaky.” he presses his forehead to yours. a whispery, amused murmur of your name is spoken into the night. “c’mon, breathe. don’t want you passing out now.”
a small, disbelieving laugh escapes you. “that’s rich coming from you, ‘shiro. you’d leave me here to drag you to bed?”
his eyes stare straight into yours, all consuming and ever reminding you of dust, and you think he might retaliate—break the spell of the moment. maybe you want him to. maybe you don’t. it doesn’t matter anyways, because he promises then, “i won’t.”
then he closes the gap with that all-consuming, steadfast love of his—and it’s not that nerve-wracking after all. you sink into his kiss like it’s second-nature, holding on tight so that nothing could take him. the rest of the world falls away. you must be sick with affection, with how full your heart is.
the people could have their prodigal genius another day. for now, nagi seishiro could just be yours.
#blue lock#blue lock x reader#bllk#bllk x reader#nagi#nagi seishiro#nagi x reader#nagi seishiro x reader#i’m going to be ill ! no seriously i am going to be ill i never write kiss scenes im only built for pining sorry#credits to only us by deh for existing#went in with the aim of writing a kiss scene came out with three different aus in my head#the intention was first kiss but i think the execution landed more in the realm of fearing commitment#whoops
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i am sorry to inform you that this is almost exactly how the mirror scene is framed in the phantom OBC pro shot
#i’m not actually sorry because it looked fucking awesome#michael crawford’s pasty gremlin face appearing in the mirror draped in blue light#the way the light casts harsh shadows on the mask and even the exposed side of his face#it’s actually insane and i don’t know how i didn’t explode watching it#phantom of the opera#poto#poto shitpost#TOFTpoto#nypl pro shot
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