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#there is a certain someone..#(izzy)#who i would love to talk about more#not even in an overly critical way!!#just his actions in the actual show...#but I just don't bother cause i really dont have the energy to deal with his fans#cause i feel like even the mildest statement of#'hey this thing he did kinda sucks'#will piss people off#and maybe im being overdramatic#maybe ive blocked the majority of the people who act like that#as im sure its a minority#but i dont feel like finding out#i have zero tolerance or patience for internet slapfighting so id rather just avoid it entirely#hmm#anyway#ollie rambles
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We gotta stop pretending that the "censorship/antishipper" movement is run by dumbass children when most of the people who actively participate on there are GROWN ASS ADULTS who say stuff like this, this person has 25+ on their bio😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
#saw this floating around on a discord server im in and it was lowkey so hilarious#i blacked out the username here but yea i checked it out before to make sure im not putting some minor on blast#and theyre apparently 25+ 😭😭😭😭😭😭#nahhh man#for the record#i dont really have a problem with the first two sentences your allowed to state your boundaries idgaf if you dont want us interacting#its the last sentences i have a problem with💀💀💀💀💀#“it ruins lives” awe hell nah#how does fictional incest ruin lives tho im genuinely curious#did one person see game of thrones and immediately faint at the incest#idk but im guessing its like that#proship#proshipper please interact#proshippers are welcome#proshipping#proship positivity#darkship#profiction#anti harassment#anti anti#anti censorship#proshippers are valid#antis do not interact
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Gore, Violence and Blood under the cut
What a mess
#fop nature au#fairly oddparents#fop a new wish#fairly oddparents a new wish#fop#dale dimmadome#Flowers OC#candy gore#gore#blood#body horror#this really is a mess on so many levels#I wanted to make this situation as difficult as possible for the fairy council to theoretically clear up#everything from the animal to the location to the injury is a nightmare to try and explain#And theres a reason I spent so much time showing the gore getting on his injury. Mans gonna have a rainbow bitemark on his leg forever now#Not exactly easy to explain away#Also I think I accidentally established that Magic was a little toxic so he might have minor blood poisoning lol#Im sure he'll be fine#This is how all gay people are made but the fairies make you forget it#Actually while scripting this I realized how much this looked like the set up for some kind were-deer or were-fairy(??) plotline#which was not the intention but would be a hilarious direction to take the plot in LMAO#Also Id like to mention that flowers is fine. Fairies are functionally immortal aside from magic backup#Itll be healed up like nothing happened it no time#that being said it is still kinda pissed about the skull smashing#Dales got multiple broken ribs plush his leg is in shambled. Absolutely demolished#He's gonna have to get metal implants#You might think 'oh he's gonna opt to get a prosthetic leg now too'#No. Because hes a cowardly little bitch#He doesnt want to get his leg removed if its not absolutely necessary and because he's a nasty little hypocrite#Anyway this will be the start of a very nasty spiral methinks
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against all odds (to wait for you is all i can do) – part two
alexia putellas x photojournalist!reader
warnings: implied sexual content
(a/n in the tags) [parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve]
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You weren’t sure what woke you at first but when you opened your eyes, you found the brilliant, early morning light that streamed through a crack in the curtains. Groaning, you rubbed the sleep from your eyes, not missing the unmistakable rustling of clothes somewhere at the foot of the bed.
Peeking over the sheets to the source of the sound, you found Ale working to put her pants back on, her bare back to you. You propped yourself against the headboard as you watched on, biting your lip at how Ale’s tattoos deliciously shifted over her rippling muscles. She picked something up from the floor before she turned towards the bed and you caught sight of the darkening marks on her neck and chest. When she saw you looking at her, she smiled, a little bashful, which you returned in kind.
“What time is it?” You cringed at how you croaked out the words.
“Early. You should go back to sleep.” Ale said, putting her bra on as she kept your gaze.
You hummed. “I could say the same for you.”
Ignoring what she said you sat up on the bed, allowing the sheets to slide down and settle by your waist as you stretched. Ale’s eyes wandered to your chest which, you supposed, bore the same marks you could see on hers, and you relished the attention. Once she found your eyes again, you sent her a knowing smirk before you left the bed, headed to the closet where you grabbed the nearest fresh shirt you had, and tossed it to Ale.
Without even looking at the shirt, she caught it with ease. You raised your brow, both in question and in wonder. In response, Ale just smiled innocently at you. Ale pulled the shirt over her head, hiding the marks from view, then she moved towards you, her eyes dark and shining with intent.
Your body remembered last night’s endeavours before you did: every nerve in your skin lit up in anticipation for Ale’s touch, a fuse waiting for a spark. She laced an arm around your waist and pulled you flush to her front with a strength that left you breathless, her clothed body firm against your bare flesh. Without your heels she almost towered over you that you had to stand on your toes to wrap your arms around her neck. You closed your eyes when you felt the words she spoke against your temple.
“As much as I’d love to stay, I have to go.”
You sighed, unable to hide your disappointment. But what did you expect? You knew what you were getting into last night–you knew this was meant to only be a one-time thing. Besides, you were never one for relationships anyway; all your dalliances were brief and fleeting, ending before they ever got serious. Still, something about Ale pulled you to her, a force that compelled a desire to get to know her. The logical part of you already accepted the fact that you’d probably never see her again after this, but a small part of you wanted to rebel and resist that fate.
Unsurprisingly, logic won out.
“I shouldn’t keep you, then,” you whispered against her collarbone. Ale shivered and that made you smile: it’s good to know you weren’t the only one still feeling the effects from the previous night.
“You’re not making this easy,” she whined and you laughed.
“Alright, alright. I guess it’s time for me to let you go.”
There was a moment of silence but not an uncomfortable one. You looked at her, soaked in how her features caught the morning light, how her fair hazel eyes almost appeared like twin golden suns. You were tempted to kiss her lips then but you settled for a chaste one on her cheek instead. “Keep the shirt, to remember me by and… a thank you for last night. It was wonderful.”
“I had a good time, too,” she hummed, a small smile on her lips.
You returned her smile, and then you gently pushed her away as you took a step back. “Go, Ale.”
Ale stood there for a moment more, took one last look at you, gave you one last smile and she was out of the bedroom. When you heard the front door shut, you sighed again as something akin to regret settled in your bones. Maybe you should’ve at least asked for her number…
“So… did you have fun?” A deep voice filtered through the speaker before you saw the familiar mop of blonde hair and blue eyes on your screen. You rolled your eyes at his dry tone but you smiled nonetheless.
“Oh hi, Derek, I’m doing fine! Thank you for asking!”
Derek gave you an unimpressed look. “Come on. I need details cause that club was exclusive for a reason. So, did you hook up with someone?”
“Dude, stop! That’s so–” you shook your head, a palm over your face. You swore if he wasn’t family you would’ve… you breathed through your nose. “Thank you for the pass and everything but I’m not obligated to tell you shit.”
“Fine, I see how it is. Just ‘cause I’m not there you’re keeping secrets from me now, huh?” He raised an exaggerated eyebrow.
“Then maybe you should’ve come here with me,” you retorted with faux annoyance. “What’s the point of you owning a house in Barcelona if you’re not going to use it? It’s literally rotting here! The fact that you haven’t even put any personal things in here is criminal!”
“And let this agency burn down to the ground while both of us are away? Pfft, yeah, right!” Derek scoffed. “You know it’s either you or me who can keep watch around here. Besides, the house can wait and you’re using it now, right? So, a win-win in my book.”
He was right but you weren’t about to tell him that so you opted to change the topic. “How are things on your end anyway?”
“Chaotic, as usual. And it doesn’t help we’re now down two–actually, three including you–of our best in the Spot News department.”
At that, you sat up from the couch, alarm and dread filled your body and you brought the phone closer to you. “Oh my god, did something happen?”
Derek sighed heavily, his demeanour clouded over as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “It was Jones and Gilda–they’re stable, don’t worry!–they got caught in a flash flood on the way to the base at their area. Sick with some minor injuries, Jones more so than Gilda, but thankfully they’re both okay.”
At that, you breathed out in relief. You were well acquainted with the dangers that came with your job but you could never get used to how quickly a situation could get from bad to worse. The mere thought was enough to turn your hands cold.
“When did this happen?”
“Early morning today in our timezone.”
“Oh, fuck. Derek, why didn’t you call me?!”
“Dude, you’re on leave. And it’s not that I didn’t want to let you know, I just wasn’t about to wake you up in the middle of the night to give you this headache. I’m just about done with the paperworks anyway.” A moment silence, then Derek sighed. “You really chose the worst time to go on leave. You know, I had to send Jersey to start covering Spot.”
“Not my fault you authorised it. I was happy to wait another month, remember? Wait, so if Jersey is doing Spot, who’s doing Sports?”
“I know, I know, don’t remind me ‘cause I’m already regretting it. And no one’s doing it. Spot coverage is more important but–”
“–we get a decent sum from Sports, too,” you finished for him. You did some quick estimation in your head: a month or two without Sports could prove costly, too great of a sum to let go. You hummed, rubbing your chin, but it didn’t take you long to realise that you could help out, your mind immediately fleeted to your conversation with Ale and her suggestion.
“I’ll cover it, Derek.”
“No. You’re supposed to be enjoying your leave–”
“Derek.” You fixed a stern gaze at him, the one you knew that he knew meant your mind was made up. Then you proceeded to reassure him that it was fine, and then you told him about your plan. “Alright, then, I’ll leave the press passes to you.”
“I’ll e-mail them to you once I get ‘em, most likely by tonight your time. I–”
“Derek, you got to see–” Another voice filtered through the speaker while you watched as Derek turned his head to the side and held his hand up to whoever it was before returning his focus back to you.
“Okay, as much as I’d love to keep talking to you, Robert just brought me a huge stack of paper so I’m going to bail.”
“Alright. Have fun, you. Talk to you later.”
“Ha ha, very funny. But seriously, thank you.”
“No worries. Kiss Mom for me when you see her.”
“I will. Love you, sis.”
“I love you, too.”
After calling Jones and Gilda to ask about their condition and to send them your well wishes, you decided to spend the rest of your day at the nearby square and the beach. A day as good as this wasn’t meant to be wasted by staying inside so you grabbed several rolls of film and your beloved Leica camera before heading out.
It was already late afternoon when you found yourself trudging along the shoreline of one of Barcelona’s beaches, appreciating the orange-tinged skies and how the gulls called from above. When you looked to the horizon, you found a mother and her little daughter paddle-boarding just a hundred meters from the shore. You could see almost no details in the shadows of their silhouette but the large setting sun framed them in such a way that you felt to take a shot of the moment. So you adjusted your aperture accordingly, pressed the viewfinder against your brow, lined up your shot, and pressed the shutter.
“I thought you looked familiar… And I was right.”
Your thumb froze over the advance lever when you heard someone speak from somewhere behind you. That voice… could it be?
You whipped your head over your shoulder and found none other than Ale standing there. She was wearing a pair of jean shorts, a white opened blouse that put her toned abs and Nike sports bra on display, loose hair slightly damp, with a leash in one hand that lead to a small, fluffy dog. She also had on a pair of black wraparound sunglasses that she moved to the top of her head, revealing her hazel eyes that captivated your gaze immediately.
You could hardly believe your eyes and your luck; you already accepted her fleeting presence in your life but to meet her again in a city as big as Barcelona without any means of contact… that surely was nothing short of a miracle.
“Ale, hi! I–I never thought I’d see you again,” you said after you finally found your voice but as soon as the words left your mouth, your cheeks warmed. What were you supposed to say to a one night stand in this situation, especially when you clearly wanted it to happen again?
“Me neither. I should thank Nala for dragging me out here.” Ale grinned as she glanced down at her dog by her feet. You crooned as you bent down, then you offered your hand first and only after Nala licked your knuckles did you proceed to pet her.
“Thank you, Nala, for taking your owner for a walk.” At that, a hearty laugh came from Ale which caused Nala, who seemed to be overjoyed by the sound of her owner’s delight, to yip and wag her tail. And just as quickly as she had, she seemed to get bored and began to bound forward, urging Ale to move as well so you stood up, brushed the sand from your palms, and fell in step with her.
For a moment, the space between you was filled by the sound of the waves, the sound of the shifting sand beneath your feet, and the ever-bustling noise from the city. Then you recalled your conversation with Derek this morning.
“I thought about what you said, about covering women’s football. I’m going to be given a press pass for a match, not sure which one they’ll give me, though. But do you know of any big matches coming up?”
“Really? That’s great! Do you have any particular team in mind or…?”
“Research is still on my to-do list so no, not really. I’m all ears for suggestions, though.”
“I see. Well, there is this match coming up: Real Madrid and Barcelona. Since you don’t know, there’s rivalry between the two teams so any match between them tends to get crowded. You should come watch.”
“That sounds like a good one. I hope that’s what they’ll get me into. Will you be there?”
“I hope so, too. And yes, I’ll be there.” As she said this, her eyes shone with a glint not dissimilar to what you saw in them the night you met. Her lips tilted to the side, closed but quirked at the corners like she was holding in a laugh. If it weren’t already clear that night, it was now–you were definitely missing something here.
“What?” You asked, confused. What was she not telling you? But at the question, Ale only let out a small giggle, grinning as she did so.
“Nothing, nothing,” she said, shaking her head. You didn’t believe her but you let it slide one more time and the fact that she looked so distracting didn’t help either.
She had her head turned to you, her loose hair framed her face and strands fluttered in the cool, ocean breeze. You had to tilt your head up slightly to meet her eyes and, without any bidding, memories from that night and the morning after filtered through your mind: the way she held you against her, the way you wanted her to stay… maybe you should ask her if she was free tonight.
“–what do you have in mind?”
You blinked. “What?”
Ale threw her head back, letting out another hearty laugh before she looked at you and you saw amusement swimming in her eyes. Then, she continued with a smirk, “you asked if I was free tonight. I said yes. Or… was I not meant to hear that?”
Your ears and cheeks burnt while you internally cursed your slippery tongue. That was smooth. Real smooth. “Ummm…”
You woke the next morning with a delicious soreness between your thighs, a pleasant reminder of the way Ale ravished you last night. Similar to the first morning after, you heard the rustling of clothes being put on. But before you could fully open your eyes, warmth from Ale’s lips branded the skin on your shoulder.
“I have to go. See you next time?” Ale murmured softly. You shifted slightly to the side and you saw how the sunlight behind her gilded her hair with an amber halo and made her eyes appear like molten gold.
Brushing a loose strand behind her ear, you hummed in confirmation and pressed your forehead sleepily against the sharp line of her jaw, closing your eyes as you did so and you whispered, “you know where to find me.”
#ap11#not proofread#mine#my writing#a/n: introduced some fictional characters here for plot purposes and there'll be more later on (i hope that wont put off some people)#i tried not to info-dump but not really sure if i succeeded lol#also i find it difficult to write smut and its even harder without talking about feelings so nothing yet folks im so sorry#and idk when the next part will come out cause its one of the parts that arent fleshed out but ill try to finish it by next week#just a reminder: im tweaking minor details as i go so the most accurate copy of all the parts will be on my ao3 (@thesunisatangerine)#apologies for any grammar and spelling mistakes ill work on em later#woso x reader#alexia putellas x reader
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Hm... I'm feeling benevolent...
#every time i use the word 'benevolent' i remember that guy who called me 'sensei'???#because he asked me for a crit and i was basically like 'i really dont like your comic' but obviously constructively#and then he kept messaging me asking for more critique and i had to tell him to stop#and then he made a video review of my last comic and the whole review was like#'yeah so i havent really read this comic. looks pretty sick though. i basically harassed her and she had to say to stop lol'#anyways. that was weird. he used the word benevolent a lot so i always think of him. sending good vibes hope hes still making comics#oh yeah also this is kind of spoilers but not really#sorta like afterword stuff#gotta sketch gotta get into the mindset...#im not sure if that counts as spoilers at all lmfao its just minor design changes#anyways.#time and time again#spoilers#what the hell i typed 'spoilers' and '911 spoilers' was the first option??????#uh#adam and steve#ttawebcomic#sketches#sketch dump#these used to be patreon posts but its been like 5 months so. theyre free noe#the word 'benevolent' is literally an inside joke with myself now LOL
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theres absolutely nothing wrong with being an adult who enjoys childrens media i would be the biggest hypocrite in the world if i said that there was. but i think some adult sonic fans need to be humbled. please look at the age ratings on anything sonic related. go to the kids clothing sections at target and see all the sonic stuff. if you have little cousins or nieces and nephews ask them what they think about sonic. please. because the way you think the sonic fandom is for adults only and get mad when you run into minors there is so embarrassing. the way you get mad over certain sonic media being too childish even though kids are the target audience is so embarrassing
#im sure this doesnt only apply to sonic but i see adult sonic fans act like this a lot#you cant get into a kids franchise and then get mad when its for kids. hello#you cant have a public account completely dedicated to a kids franchise and put your posts in public tags#and then say youre in an adult space and get mad when some random 15 year old likes your post. come on now.#thats like the online equivalent of going into a middle school and putting up a sign that says 18+ ONLY MINORS DNI#and then getting mad when minors can still see you#also the way some sonic fans make fun of people for liking other childrens media because its cringe#as if theyre not doing the exact same thing by liking sonic
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if only / snowkit and speckletail
#my art#do not copy trace or steal#snowkit#speckletail#warriors#warrior cats#waca#wc art#wc#tw blood#< its. minor but id rather be safe than sorry#SQUINTS i hope im getting everything i feel kinda blegh and i just wanna go lay down AHBKJFDBG#HIII I HOPE EVERYONE IS WELL!!!! a lot of good things have been going on and aside from getting sunburnt im doing v well!!#I FOUND THE REFERENCE I USED FOR THIS A FEW DAYS AGO AND I WAS LIKE. OH. OH MY GOD#im gonna be real i havent done a lot of fun art like this in a while x_x BUT NOT THAT ITS BAD#I ALSO JUST HIT 1K FOLLOWERS???? i wanna do something fun and silly but im not sure what to do yet. hurmm#probs a giveaway. ill figure it out by the weekend ^_^
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yeehaw 🤠
full ADULT ver
#serennedy#leon x luis#luis serra#leon kennedy#the people of twitter voted on this im so proud#ACTUALLY the poll about top!luis or bottom!luis was way closer than i expected it to be#kinda surprising i thought more people liked top!luis (or rather bottom!leon lmaoo)#anyway this was painful to draw bc it was the first pics i did on my new pc and new graphics and the feel is totally off from my old one#SURE its super crispy and colors are PRETTY and vibrant BUT AT WHAT COST (the cost of my brain not being used to any minor changes)#wow i love ranting in tags <333#my art
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Don't mind me, just writing my new funniest part of my zosan fic lmao
#gave zoro an iron deficiency bc i was kinda thinking about his possible diet history and tbh i think it#makes total sense lmao#he had a poor very unbalanced diet growing up im pretty sure of that#like i think its canonically stated or implied he mosly has rice balls at the dojo? whoch i dont think really provides the best#nutritional value or vitamins and shit#at least not a whole lot of it#anyway all that to say i actually think zoro and nami both probably do have some minor vitimin deficiencies related to poor diets#not anemia but chopper definitely isnt happy about their levels#wip#one piece#one piece fanfiction#one piece fankid#roronoa zoro#vinsmoke sanji#black leg sanji#zosan#zoro x sanji
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I'm gonna say it cause I keep getting it in my feed:
It's fucking weird to create a child oc to put in the btd universe ☝️😐 why do you have your child oc participating in a murder stream 🤨
#ive been staying away from btd but that icked me out so bad#im not the only one who thinks thats weirdo behavior right#like thats fucking creepy#its one thing for your character to have a child its another to have them actively participate in CRIMES??? hello??? 👁👁👁#for a fandom who doesnt want minors interacting with their work you sure love putting minors in your work just sayin
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If you could see the ridiculous shit ive been caught up in on twitter youd put me down as an act of mercy
#its fINALLY starting to blow over but all of us are like wtf WAS that#biting at the bars of my cage cause im pretty sure the guy who instigated the whole thing has been lying about his age#which is REALLY BAD because hes been engaged in zome definitely not minor friendly rps in the server he blew up#but im not touching that they can deal with that when it comes
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Had a dream where I was talking to my older brother* to solve an issue he has by our pool & people kept beating me up and trying to drown me but my older brother just watches and keeps talking
#*i dont have a brother i was pretending to be his little sister which he didnt have#& his younger siblings were in on it & at several points I went and asked them ''Lmaooo how old was i again?? 6????'' in between the yapping#& the several attacks#every time one of those attackers appear some voice from above (/ Was it my brother?? announces the sin they represent???#Like first was pride then envy then whatever & the last was wrath and i remember getting pissed off at this#voice from somewhere then says ''Ah but was it all worth it... Look at the color... it has been dyed red...'' which ig means the pool???#I guess i was Killing them???? Are you saying its my fault I acted in self defense????? i was literally 6??? Im a minor and neurodivergent??#At one point a cop got into our house & asked me & my brother through the window (We were outside) why we had these small miniature glass#cups in our house when they're used for drugs??? And I had to go ''Yea our father use-D to work as a cop but he's no longer with us 😔 Maybe#he got them as a souvenir or something I mean his boss liked giving him stuff back then so'' while my brother was quiet the whole time#At the end it was revealed that That story was a part of a youtube playlist that i initially thought was 1 whole series made by 1 guy#but apparently these videos (Which I experienced in the same sleep session but before we got to this point) werent a series??#It was some random guys playlist theres no continuity#And my brain made a whole outro about it bc it was that big of a plot twist i guess#All those videos had something to do about women suffering. so sorry women. Not sure whos the woman suffering in the last one.#nillas
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i made him hold each album for fun. sorry about the fucked up borders on these i saved them as pngs so i cant fix it 😭
[Image ID: Seven of the same drawing of Paul Banks in a simplified art style, holding up an object toward the viewer. The object is replaced by each of Interpol's 7 albums. End ID]
#did an ID instead of ALT since theyre all the same with one minor change each time ? not sure if its the best method though#paul banks#im drawing more gummy pauls but its taking me forever bc i work 40 hr/wk 😭😭😭
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people like my concept art AAUGGGHHHHH
#cer speaks#working on super special de project as a concept artist and they a) dont care that im yknow. a minor#and b) think im competent#aaaaaaaaaaagh#to be fair im like 90% sure im slaying the house down#But☝️what if i sucked and did not draw well#what everere im skills guy its ok#i love the skills
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Pep is one of my fav kc designs ever actually. why are karmaggedeon characters always a hit omg its so hard to pick a fav
#sure hope he doesnt die#i mean not like i even know how characters r supposed to die considering its bee#n 47 blue moons since the last KGD art dropped#and im not on the patreon so bllbllblblb yeah idk#i hope karmaggedeon is good. is it good. it must be good.#pep rika#not bec light#kermagadon#<-like sperklacera is my off-brand tag for sparklecare content since im a minor and cant maintag post_ this is the offbrand KGD one!
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You can in fact just calculate his damage lol
#arknights#im not entirely sure why my error is on the necrosis burst damage#but its very small. might be a minor ATK mistake in something like this elemental damage
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