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meamiki · 11 months ago
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[reverse entry AU]
so glad the work week is over!
no more meetings!
what do you mean its only tuesday.
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dermyartsz · 5 months ago
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Noone!
So, recently, I listened to the Sounds of Nightmares podcast (a little late, I know, but still better than never) and I have become obsessed.
(P.s. If you're wondering what the scrawls read, I was just speculating what hair-do Noone carries. In the end, I do think they're pigtails but I drew her with short hair because it's recognisable.)
Also side note, when do you guys think the podcast is set?
-The modern-day or perhaps sometime during the 1900s...
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fruitsyrups · 2 years ago
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of-pale · 11 months ago
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After the twins return from the Underworld, Vergil needs time to acclimatise himself to living a somewhat normal life. One of the skills he’s forced to relearn is basic writing; the guy literally hasn't held a pen in decades! Without a doubt Vergil gets extremely frustrated while practising writing again since his handwriting does not meet the ‘good’ or ‘acceptable’ standard he's set for himself. Still it's probably miles better than Dante's handwriting.
Vergil: “Anyone with a foot could forge the scrawl that passes as your signature.”
Dante: “Then forge away, I don't care.”
Vergil: “I won't allow you to shirk your responsibilities. Now sign these papers before you actually have to use your foot to do so.”
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butchkaramazov · 1 year ago
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what even is this
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sharkpuppyy · 2 months ago
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Sharkpuppy isn’t gone but I made a fursona that is more “me.”
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arachnoheaux · 1 year ago
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" Ẏ̷̡̡̛̛̛̛̘̮͈̘̖͔̙̫͙̞̭̤̗̜̭̩͔͖͉̳̰͇͚͉͍͓͙̦͉̽̀̈̅̏̋̓͐̐͐̿̄͂̋̉̈̆̈͊̆͛̊̄͂̀̊̎̇̍̅̄͌̓͌̎̈͂͂̌̎̈́̾̇͑͑̋̇̉̋͌͛̅̾͐̒̽͆͒̎͊̍̈̀̽̐͆̾̂͛̈́̇͊̐̐̈͑͆̂̈́͋̄̎̆̋̽̊̊̄̊̿̂͊́͑̑͂̃̇̀̊̀̉̌̍̒̔́̈́̌͛̈́̐͆͆̅̐͑̐̉̆̋͊̈́̃͋̈́́̄̑̾́̀͌͗̾͌̈̈̓̂̾͆͗͐́͂̿̈̔̓͂̆̈́̂̉̔̏͂̈͐͆̾͗̀̀̍͆͆̉̏͗̒͐̂̿̐̇̍̀̃̚̚̕̕̕̚̕̕̕͘̕̚̚͘͘̚͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͝͠͝͝ͅǫ̷̡̨̧̨̨̢̨̨̨̧̧̨̡̡̨̧̨̢͉̻͚̻̠̗̬̤͙̘͖̦̰͍̬̹̝̞̞͍̼̩͚̟͙̖͈̻̩̼͇̜̼͉̘̦͔͚͖̪̳̺̟͉̝̥͔͕̹̰̘͖̞͉̭̥̖̭̮̰̠̮͖̺̳̫̮̪̰̮̺̝͇̟̙͈̞̰͕̹̠̲̙̮̜̖̹̥̩̮̤̼̫̝̖̦̩͉̣͚̞͕͇̖̰̮̠͓͎͔̰̠̝̱̞̟̼̳̫̻̩̫̘̬̩̥̯̥̜̫͙̺̭͙̦͔̟͇͚̹͕̣̣͈̖̠̺̬̪̟̭͉̟͎̻͇̼͎̖̲̠͈̠̮͍̟̩͓̣͇͖̯̯̟̗͖̪̹̺̙̺̱̘̺̗͕̦͇̜̗̗̟̪̮̜̥̰͙̟̬̬̟̥͖̺̦̞̳̝̦̯͈̣̭̩̰̠̯̙̮̤̜̹͈̮̯̟̫͈͔̻̠̜̹̥̤͙̹̹̺̬̈͛͆͑̉̉̾̊̎̃̑̇̏̆̾̆̓̔̒̽̈́̅̃̒̓̈̊̽́̀̓̍̅̃͂͆̐̓̐́͗̽̊͌͛́̈́͂̊́͆̈́̍̾̔̐̄̑̒̋̚̚̕͜͜͜͜͜͜͜͜͠͝͠͝ͅͅͅͅͅͅͅͅų̷̨̨̢̧̧̢̢̧̛̛̛̛̲͚̹̞͈̟̣̙͇̜͉̯̺͕̯̝̤̩̘̱͈̤̙̰͙̭̤̱̻͓͇͖͇̪͔̭͚̮̥̮͈͖̳͎͚̭͔̹̜͖̦̬̟̬͙̖̘̭͕͐̏̽̉͂̎̉̾́̎̋̑͋̾̔̒̊̈́̄̉̑̈́̑̒̓̒̉͊̎̐̏͑͐̓̊͊̈̈̎̂͒̔͂̔̿̃̐̀̈̎̏̓̈́̾̈̉͗͂͒̐́̏͛͒̈́̈̏̑̀̈́͌̈́̾̌̑͆̅͌̃̿͊̊̉̀̎͐̈́͂̍̽̎͌̑̾̿̔̐̿̆͛̿̂̍̎̓̍͒̃̊̀͂̔͋̐͊̀͑͐̎̽̊̉͆̐̓̇̀̚͘̚̚͘̕̚̚͘͘͝͠͝͠͠͝͠͝͝͠͠ ̸̨̨̨̨̛̙̤̩̜̝̟̲̞͉̭͚̞̜̘̭̤̙͓̱̻̖͍̲͓̱͓̦͔̙̗̘̭̺͖͙̭̜͉̙̬̗̫̜͍̠͇̺̹̯͓̘̣̼͇̥͙̖̹̫̞̹̲̘̺̯̠̹̼̩̈̏̓͂̾̋́̈́̀̀͌̿͆̈́͛͊̋͗̄̈̈́͗̎́̕͘͜͜͝W̵̡̧̧̛̛̛̛̺͓͚͎͇͈̳̰͎̟̗̱̙̜̟̣̗̖͎̬͖͙̩̥̪̣̟̣̟̜̙̘̲̦̝̫̭̥̹͔̲̲͇̓̂̄͆̽̈̈́̎͗̇̃͒̉͑̂̍̒̋̅̔̎́͛̏̀̈́̊́̂́̏͊͒̄͌̊̅̔̐̿͂͐͆͗̊͂̔̏̏͂̀̓̾̃́̒́͆̎̊̃̅͐̈́̿̈́̑̉̽̂́͒͋͐͋̾̊̌̃̈̉̒̓̃̏͗̒̐̂̈́̊͐̄̆͒̈́̓̋́͌́̀̾͛̿̏̄͆̈́̇̉͂͊̒̽͆͒͑͗͆́̈̋̇̇̆̑̓̄͐̾̄̒̓̌̉̊̔͑̎̀̋̒̈́̀̓̅̔͊̃̈́̂̿͊̕̚̕̕̚̕͘͘͘̕͘͘͘̕͜͠͝͝͝͠͝͠͠͠͝͝͝͠ͅͅH̷̢̡̧̨̢̨̡̧̡̨̨̢̢̢̧̢̡̡̢̨̢̡̧̢̢̧̛͎͈̺̻̝̙͇͈̳͚̘͎̺̹͓͖̩̪͕͔̫̳͈̻͉͚͇̥̞̜̪̯̩͈̮͎̖̗͈͓͚̩̬̯͙͕̱̭͈͙͈͍̭̳͓͙̜̫͚͖͖̲͉̼̖̤͕̯̘̰͚̹̬̤̘̻̥̣̙̭̣̺̮̫̯͕̟̞̯̭̰̬̖͔̰̱̘̙͎̹̼̹͔̭̠͎͚̙̩̤̗̖͇͓̫͍̥̱͔̲̮͇͙̖͈̞͓͍̮̩͉͔̦̤̭̰͇̹̳̥͇̱̣͎̩̱̺̞̙̝̮̞̟̻͕̰̪̮͈̬̹̞̣̗̩̬̘̭̩͎̖̥̯͔͈͓̫̫͇̯͎̮̝͈͖͍̥̼̞̬̱̭͚͎̟̟̮̪̟̣̰̦̫̰̣͈͍̬̫͓̲̖̱̙̠̠͔̯͇̠͙̱̣͓̜̫̙̜̬̻̫̟̼̯͔̰̦̲̦͚̪̝̖̙̠͇̓̇̏̿̈͛͒̔̇͛̀̒̉̔̆̽̈́̈́̾͌̔̐͛͊͒͊͆̍̄̈́̈́̑̓̋̅̏̀́̃͐̂̇͋̿̀͂̽̈̊́̀͌̓̓̽́̾̽͊̉̒̓͑̋̅̊͐͌͆͐̾͂̿̓̓͊̀͒̃̀̐̄̾̿͗̀͛̏̊͂̎͆́̄̇́̇̒̍͒͗͑̈́̂͌̍͋͒̃͐̒͊͂̓̅͌̀̀̽̉̾̓̋̄̉̓͋͐̌͑̇͗̀̔̕͘͘̕͘͘͘̚̕͜͜͜͜͜͠͠͝͠͝͠͠͝͠͠͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅͅͅͅͅA̵̡̢̡̧̡̧̢̢̠̤̜̼͍̟̞̘̮͙̲̘̻̜̞͓̘̯̩͈̲̜̱̱̳̮̥͖͍̹̥͎̦̤͙̠͎͈̯͔͚͍̮̩̭͓͍̤̮͕̳̰̪͍̠͔͚̭̪̼͓̻̠͖̟̭̙̫͖̤͖͉̗̺͇̥̰̩̜̭̤͕̠̭̝̩͓̺̪̮͖͙̠̝̺̖̬̲̻͉͈̘͂͋̆͐̾̋̑̇̈̆̍̏̑̽̍̊̂̾́̆̑̈͛̓͜͜͜͜͜͜͠͝ͅͅͅT̶̢̡̢̧̧̢̡̧̨̢̡̛̛̛̛̛̳̳̝̙̞̪̟̮̠̰͎̹̣̲͕̹̪̰̣̼͕͉̘̟̝̩̯̤̳̻͙̜̫̟̗͖̭͈̭̘̜̝͉͔͍̦͖͍̯̘͕̟̻͖͚͎̖̳͙̺̭̲͉͉̲̟̻̝͔̤̹̺̹̪̮̙̠̝̖̼͓͍̬̲̗͚̫͔̥̹͓̼͙̦͔̞̦̭̩̙̙͓̦̎͊̀̃̓́̊͗̒̔̎́̀̀̎̇̿̈́͆̑̑̓̾̋̌͋̓̂̿͐̆͐̇̽͌̂̇̌̓̂́̓̆̓̌͂̅͊̿̅͆̆͒̃́͂͛̆̓͒̒̊̾͐̐̿̈́̈́̒̈́͗̄̄̾̅̉̊̂̽̊͊̇̅͛͐̈͑͛̎̐̈͐̅͊͂̑̀͊̓̔̃͐͊̈̉̐̉̊̒̓̔̀̂̓̏̔͋̎̀̓͑͌͐̔̅͛̐̋̋̇̎͆̋̓̀͌́̔͑̓̅̋̆̃̅̏̋̈́̈́̑̾̎͗͗̀̽̎̈̀́͐͌̂͐́͊̈́̅̈̆͌̏́̉͋͆͌̌͑̂̾̽̌̔͂̍͛̓͛̾̋̓͂̊̏̽̄̔̋͂̌́̉́͂̌͘̕̕̕͘̚͘̕̕͘̚̕̕̚͜͜͝͠͠͝͠͝͝͝͝͠͠͝͝͠͠͠͝͠ͅͅ��̡̢̢̡̡̨̡̧̘̭͇̺̟̗͖̦͔̗̠͕͇͇̟̺̠͓̼͇̠͔̫͎̟̟̯̯̝̖͉ͅ?̴̨̧̧̧̡̡̢̧̨̨̡̨̛̛̛̛̛̛̣͍͖̦̼͙͙͖͈̯̝̻̬͉̳̹̰͍̞̣̝͓̭̻̳̤̫̯̳̙͎̜̫̫̰̞̗̹͚̥͈̻̬͔̞̳̹͕̜͚̝̩̗̣̳̭̫͙͍̝͎̹͓̳̠̮͕̳̦̗̞̠̝̳̣̺̦͉͇͙͇̻̺̯̫̘͓̙͕̤͓̠͍̼͎̤̺͍̐̔́̾̂̐̔̓̅̂̍͗̈́͗̓̀͒̏͐̋͂͂̈̽̌̊̊̿͐̍͐̓̊͆͛̈́̿̅͂͂̾̅͑̔͆̉̒̈͒͐͆̀̎̏̓̎̉͂͒͊̃̒̍̕̚̕̕̚̚̕͘̕͜͝͝͝͝͝͝͠ͅ!̶̡̨̡̨̨̢̡̡̧̢̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̻͓̻̗̹̫͓̪̰̜̜͉̹̼̥̱̺̝̦͈̦͓͓͔̺̹̠͙̯̜̦̥͈̭͕̰̗͎͈͕̥̤̦̱̗̬̻̹̺̪̖͎̮͈͓̟̖̱̯̩͔̜̻͓̫̰̳̗̫̮͚̝͚̣̭̦̪̻̘̠̮̥̞̻̜͔͇̝͙̪̻̘͕͍̠̼̪̣̫̹͚̘̖̪̮̦̮̥̯̝̜͓̝͓̪̫̞̠̱͎̥̻͉̼͎̼̪̼̞͉͍͎̪̠̼̭̣͎̜̮̺̖͔̺͊̑͒̌̓̋̎̈́̈́̃͛͑̾̂̓̃͒̍̒̀͒̃̉́̍͒̃̉̋̑̈́̅͊́́̓̂͛́̆̆̃̈́͑͌̑̈́̄̉̓̉́̎̽̅̿̓̃̎̾́͛̈̏̔̈́͒͆̈̀̍͒͗̿́͊̉̃͂͊̆̇̒́͗͗̿͂̽̒̊̌̆̔͋̒̀̇̀͆͆̏̅̽̉̎̑̑̒̈́͑̉̆͛̈́̆̏͒͛̔̂̈́̓̎̐̉̿̿̄̕͘͘͘͘͘̕̕͘͜͝͠͠͝͝͝͝͠͠ͅͅͅͅͅͅͅͅͅ"
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ch4nticle · 3 months ago
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I'm late on this, but have some assorted Rook handwriting things from this that was going around:
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the-drayster · 1 year ago
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2. Show us the handwriting right now.
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Translation this says
"I am trying so hard"
and
"I am not trying anymore"
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mizukisdaycare · 2 years ago
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catching up on event stories and finally reread stray bad dog and aaa akito bby,,, i need little akito in my life
i think what arata said the first night they met really got to him and was on the verge of slipping the whole time he went off…toya could sense something was wrong as akitos words were coming out ever so stilted and if akito wasnt already on the verge then toya steeping between them and holding his hand definitely did it
i also think akito dropped HARD after they faced arata at the livehouse…he was just the tiniest and super clingy i dont make the rules i just follow them— this has gotta be the first time the rest of vbs has ever seen him so small so what better is there to do than an impromptu sleepover? An mainly organized it to make sure akito gets some proper sleep for the first time in like 2 weeks but also theyve gotta spend as much time with the baby because who knows when the next time he’ll get so small will be??
sadly for the rest of vbs, akito stayed up a solid 30mins before falling asleep with his head in kohanes lap…
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coffeecats900 · 2 years ago
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ᴳᵉᵗ ʷᵉˡˡ ˢᵒᵒⁿ :}
That’s one way to say that, who are you?? Satan????!?!?
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wonjns · 1 year ago
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just had to go back and fix so many typos on that haowin fic… geez ion even know how u guys read the bs i be posting 😭
no more writing past 2 am for me
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birdiepaws · 1 year ago
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soulmate au where its the same but the words (either scentence or name or whatever) is in their handwriting
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lunchboxart · 2 years ago
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Long time no daily comic. Featuring my work pals pencil and wireless headphones.
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godzexperiment · 2 years ago
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nix 'you can't catch me talking about my past, what even is heaven' vs his joking about it- but an third secret (result stemming from his past) 'oh wow that's the most legible writing he might ever have accomplished' about the markings
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stilessflannel · 8 months ago
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if there was a stereotype for athena's children, that would be you. smart, strategic, quick witted, always ten steps ahead of everyone else - that is, when you're not being completely wrecked by percy jackson.
every brush of his tip against your cervix turned your legs and normally reliable brain to mush. you didn't know what to focus on - the way he was setting a brutal pace of fucking you so hard that moans were pushed out of your chest with every thrust, the way his fingers rubbed your overstimulated clit at ungodly speed yet it felt so good, or the sight of the finest demigod to possibly ever exist above you shirtless and panting with effort.
"im...ahh!~...so close.... perce..." you babbled, tv static filling your brain and pushing every legible thought out except that you needed him faster, harder, and closer.
percy grinned, seeing the state you were in under him. after years of growing up together with you always having a witty comment on the tip of your tongue or always being several steps ahead of him, to being counsellors and watching you melt like putty into his hands was making him pound you harder - making him feral.
"yeah? y'gonna come for me?" he asked, pressing a kiss to the top of your forehead as he moved his hands under your body and up to the back of your thighs, throwing them over his shoulders. the new angle had you seeing stars - and praying to the gods that you would stay quiet least you wake up someone surrounding cabin three.
he intertwines his fingers with yours, never letting up his pace as his forehead meets yours. "crazy how the smartest daughter of athena can hardly string a sentence together." you roll your eyes and are about to bite back with a remark when he moves his hands to in between your thighs, circling your clit so fast that your orgasm hits you like a freight train.
as you thrash and lose control of your body, eyes rolling so far back into your head you see stars, percy can't help but fuck you harder, seeing how dumb he's made you.
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