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🎀 Mary and Sirius girlhood 🎀
By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.
#Mary putting her own earmuffs on Sirius so that she may not be cold :’)#Sirius is such a princess doll when Mary puts the red fluffy earmuffs on her#the blush on Babygirl’s nose and cheeks#so pretty#my girls#blushing from the cold#making a snowbunny 👯♀️#ADORABLE#Sirius in pigtail plaits is very precious and also personal to me#Remus Lupin is having a bisexuality crisis right now#Merry Christmas 🎄#sirius black#mary macdonald#harry potter fanart#wolfstar#likeafunerall#live laf love <3
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I ❤️ LESBIANS
#SOBBING WHIMPERING#i always get so overjoyed whenever i draw them LIKE GENUINELYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY#FREE SEROTONIN#youre gonna have to pry soft fluffy fem ntmg from my COLD DEAD HANDS.#got me blushing and kicking my feet as i draw bc it makes me so giddy#femstars#genderbend#natsumugi#natsume sakasaki#tsumugi aoba#enstars#ensemble stars#my art
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The little blushy ears 🥺👌
#thought they were blushed from cold at first but they’re not like that in any other panel#this is right after he’s essentially asked her to keep his heart for him#her cheeks don���t blush but her ears do 😂#shirayuki#obi#obiyuki#chapter 136#ans spoilers#chapter 136 spoilers#the manga
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NEW TEASER AND NEW STYLE FOR EGGHEAD ARC !!!!!
LUFFYS SO CUTE OH MY GODDDDDDDDD
#exploding him with my mind#wano hot asf and then bam hes a cutie#he is always both no matter the style but HBBFNNHQNNF#THE BLUSH FROM THE COLD WEATHER MAKES HIM EVEN CUTER MAN#AAAUAGWJNFKWHW#tin talks#one piece#monkey d luffy#all ive done all week is literally sleep all day but i am Awake
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tai janai might start making voices look different depending on the route.
i am starting with p&d and the inverse.
^P&D staying seperate^
^P&D Inverse^
#tai janai is....... coloring.....?#they can blush because they've turned white#stp fanart#stp voices#the voices#hero#oppo#cold#voice of the cold#voice of the opportunist#voice of the hero#you can pry red hero from my otherworldly immortal hands
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Spelling lessons
A short (2k) fic with the idea that I posted recently of Dutchy not being able to understand English spelling (and being annoyed about it) and then accepting some help from Specs
It has some Decs (DutchyxSpecs) at the end because it was too cute not to (Also Dutchy's name is Zacharias and Specs' Victor, there is only a small scene that is relevant, but it can't hurt to say)
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English spelling might be Dutchy‘s nemesis actually.
It wasn’t like he couldn’t write, he’d learned back in elementary school in the Netherlands, he knew the alphabet, thank you very much, and he also knew how to speak German – they lived close to the border – and even read most of it because it just looked similar, he could at least guess the meaning if he had to and since he knew how to speak it, it wasn’t too difficult to grasp reading or writing, all in all.
French was harder, but since there had been some people speaking French in his little town, he’d also learned speaking that.
He might have been an annoying kid, always hanging on their lips and asking for more words, more things to learn, but it was just too interesting to him.
Now he couldn’t really write much in French, he’d learnt a bit back then, but it wasn’t enough, not really.
Then he’d gone on that ship to America with his aunt and uncle. The time they had took to get to America was more than enough to grasp the basics of English, especially due to its similarities to French, Dutch and German. The men and women Dutchy had spent every day learning the language from mostly hadn’t been able to read though, and it wasn’t like he had to learn that. He knew how to read, it couldn’t be that hard.
After being basically ditched by his aunt and uncle he’d quickly found the lodging house – after all he had learnt the language and could ask around where a boy with some money could find work or a place to stay – and Kloppman hadn’t believed he was only there for less than a day, though he was even more impressed when he correctly guessed his accent and started talking in German which was still easier than English though it wouldn’t take long until he didn’t care what he spoke.
Now all that was well and good if it weren’t for the fact that he had to sell newspapers that had headlines. See, these newspapers were sometimes available in Dutch or German, but of course most were in English and for some reason the Americans or the Brits had decided to make their spelling the most confusing thing in existence. If he heard one of the other newsies say the headline, he knew exactly what it meant, but combining that with the letters he saw on the board? It felt impossible, even now.
Maybe it was his pride in knowing languages that kept him from asking anyone for help, maybe it was that he avoided the language classes in the lodge and instead took the ones on math, but at this point he was almost dead set to not comply with this idiotic spelling in newspapers.
That didn’t mean he could read the headline any better.
“What’s it say?”, he asked Skittery, pretending he was just cleaning his glasses and therefore couldn’t see it right now.
Skittery, who had been reading a novel of some kind as he was standing in line scoffed and snapped his book shut, obviously annoyed. “It says ‘learn to read, idiot’.”
Dutchy froze as he was just about to put on his glasses again. What had he just called him? He could read, in two (and a half) languages even, he could even write and speak more languages than Skittery could probably name, and he dared call him an idiot-
“Says the guy that fell into the river last week.”, interrupted Specs, subtly pushing Dutchy away from Skittery before he really could let the situation escalate and call Skittery names in 4 different languages and whatever else he had picked up over the years.
“That don’t make me an idiot, clumsy maybe. And I got shoved.”
The tall boy quickly got engrossed in his novel again, only looking up if Tumbler was running around him, otherwise ignoring them.
“You aren’t an idiot.”, was the first thing Specs said to him, all quiet as if it was a secret.
“I know. It’s not my fault English is so-“
“You can’t keep not learnin’ because you don’t want to, Dutch.” Specs pushed his hands in his pant pockets. “I could help you, if you want.”
Dutchy’s first instinct was to bite back that he didn’t need help, but maybe he did. And Specs was his closest friend, it wasn’t like he was making fun of him. “If you’re offerin’.”
“You could read books if you learnt. Spoil the ends for Skitts.”
He snorted, hitting Specs with his elbow. “You’ve seen me read books.”
“Not in English.”
“Fine. I’ll let you help.”
They got their papes from Wiesel – every day Dutchy had to bite back a comment on it was actually Weasel because he knew how to read that word – and split up to sell, Specs saying he’d come by later to start their ‘lessons’.
Of course, Specs had to keep his word, one unsold pape and a book in hand, bowler hat and vest already discarded somewhere in the bunk room. He wouldn’t get out of it then.
Shame.
Dutchy let himself be dragged to the roof, the evening sun making the temperatures comfortably warm rather than sweltering. Specs dragged some crates to the middle of the roof, and they sat down around them, the newspaper and book placed on them.
“So, you can read the alphabet fine, right? That’s the same.”
“Again: You’ve seen me read a book and write my name.”
Specs rolled his eyes. “Yes, just wanted to make sure.” He opened up the first article of the World. “Maybe it’ll help if I read it to you. You know the words, then you’ll see the spelling as I say it.”
Shrugging, he moved a bit closer to Specs so he could properly see the line he had his finger under to indicate what he was reading. He didn’t want help like this, but since at a first glance he could only read the shorter words in the article he probably did need it.
Sadly.
“Man with parachute leaps from Brooklyn Bridge-“
“Wait that’s how you spell bridge? Where is the e coming from?” He could live with silent letters, at least if there was an explanation for them.
Specs pinched the bridge of his nose. “I dunno the rules, Zach. Just- read with me, okay?”
The rest of the article was interesting enough – the man had used a modified umbrella to jump of the bridge and had only barely survived – but Dutchy wasn’t sure how much he was learning yet. Some words he knew and recognized, others he was completely stunned as to where that spelling could come from and if he could remember them.
“I don’t think it’s working.”, he sighed after the third article.
“We just started today. Rome wasn’t built in a day and all’at.”
Dutchy bit back his retort and just kept listening to Specs read, trying to recognize words he’d heard today before.
Of course, the lessons didn’t stop after a day. Contrary to what Dutchy had hoped for, Specs was very good at remembering it every evening and dragging him to the rooftop, going through more articles or through a chapter of a book.
And even worse: He had to admit it was working.
Especially in papes there were headlines that came again and again, so he recognized almost everything on the chalkboard every morning now, there were just a few words that he had to quietly ask Specs about.
That also meant that he began to slack a bit in their lessons. It was working, but he didn’t like admitting to being wrong, so he still sat there – he was Specs’ friend after all and he was going through a lot of trouble to teach him – but he wasn’t listening to his every word anymore, instead looking up to see his dark eyes trace the words and his mouth open again and again.
At first it wasn’t that intense, just looking at his friend a bit before going back to the tiny black words, but the more he looked at him, the more he had to admit that he was fascinating to watch. His eyes were dark, even in the light, pupil and iris not much different in colour, almost as dark as the coffee they got from the nuns in the morning when they were lucky.
Specs didn’t seem to notice whenever he wasn’t paying attention, so it happened more and more over the days.
And not just in their lessons either. Dutchy’s gaze was drifting to Specs more and more frequently while selling, eating in the lodge, standing in line at the distribution centre and when they got ready for the day in the morning.
As already stated, Dutchy wasn’t an idiot, there weren’t a lot of reasons why he would be drawn to his friend so much. It was obvious, really, and the last few lessons he had spent his time half listening to Specs – he always looked so sad if Dutchy didn’t get any of the words they already went over – and half planning to show his affections to him.
Reading out loud a chapter of one of the few romance books they had down in the lodge didn’t work – Specs was only happy that he had gotten through it with almost no stumbling over words – and the extra touches while selling together didn’t seem to work either.
Maybe he’d just have to be direct about it.
The next evening they sat on the rooftop of the lodge again and Dutchy let Specs talk a bit, attempting to explain why a specific word was spelt how it was – because of course after Dutchy complained that he didn’t get the rules he had looked them up and asked Kloppman because he was invested into helping his friends like that – and only getting distracted by the way his lips moved and his eyes shone just a bit brighter than usual.
It seemed as good a time as any.
Dutchy made Specs trail off by tilting his friend’s chin up with his finger and leaning in close. “Maybe for today I can teach you something, Victor.”
The other’s eyes grew wide and taking his quickly reddening face as confirmation Dutchy kissed him for a short moment, smiling as Specs chased after his lips just a bit when he leaned back.
“So you’re okay with that?”
“Very.”, croaked out Specs, still not completely convinced this was actually happening.
Smiling wider, Dutchy pulled his glasses off – he’d felt them press into each other uncomfortably in the first brief kiss – and leaned in again, just trying out how Specs’ lips felt against his, how it felt like to hold his jaw as he did so, how he reacted when he moved his hair out of his face.
Everything was as good as he’d thought, Specs also getting more comfortable throughout the minutes, he almost wasn’t burning red anymore when they separated again, Dutchy leaning his forehead against Specs’.
“Hope you liked the lesson.”, he whispered, glad he’d begrudgingly accepted the offer for spelling lessons weeks ago.
Specs looked at him like he’d just taught him all the secrets of the universe. “Yeah. I’d love more. Only if you-“
He gave him a peck on the cheek. “Of course, darling.”
That made Specs burn up again, putting his head in his hands and groaning. “You can’t just say that!”
“I can call you whatever I want, darling.”
Specs curled even more in on himself, ears completely red. “Stooop.”
Laughing more about his friend’s state, Dutchy leaned in closer and put an arm around his waist, closing his eyes and enjoying the heat of the evening sun and his new partner next to him.
#92sies#newsies#my writing#dutchy newsies#specs newsies#dutchyxspecs#decs#I just think they can be such sarcastic assholes but not to each other#and Dutchy has no shame#his only life goal is to make Specs blush more#Specs can be such a bitch (/aff) but he is weak for Dutchy#Dutchy knows a lot of languages#take that from my cold dead hands
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I absolutely love the idea of desktop buddies. Like, imagine little digital folks just hanging out with you while you're doing something on your PC.
And I love love LOVE Aster ukagaka by @logicpng (if you like ukagakas, PLEASE give this one a look). Rigel and Vega are absolutely precious guys and I love them dearly. Wish there was an option to give them a kiss and a hug, but oh well! Gonna pet them instead
They're babies, your honor. I'm so normal about them...(not)
#mun talks#my sketchy art#ukagaka#aster ukagakas#I especially love that they BOTH blush if you pet them enough#Rigel is vibrating a lot and honestly mood#Rigel wouldn't shut up about water and food until I sat infront of my PC with food#like literally#he said about this like 3 times in a row#and I did skip my lunch#looking out for the user💕#Vega is just my fav character trope#doesn't talk much#appears cold and distant#but is actually just an awkward cinnamon roll that isn't used to talking to someone else aside from his colleague#he cares and he's a sweetheart#even if he rickrolled me#love them both#wanna smooch#also if the creator of these boys sees this#and if i correctly understand the info in their bio...#привет���
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I find it interesting how, out of all the boys so far in Blush Blush, Fuyu is the only one who has been directly implied to have killed a child through his genocide of the Summer Clan (as well as the highest kill count, most likely)
#like-even though there are some relatively evil Boys in Blush Blush#(like Stirling + Cole)#etc...#as well as a LITERAL DEMON FROM HELL#I find it kind of surprising how none of them are actually implied to have previously harmed a child#even Scale-the literal NINJA ASSASIN who kills for a living#appears to have the right to decline any contracts or requests that he doesn’t want to carry out#and I’m very fairly sure that he wouldn’t kill a child#not even SETH-though to be fair he mostly relies on trickery to steal mortal’s souls and#despite being-well. EVIL#doesn’t seem to be particularly violent#unless we count that poor salesman that he bit#but he doesn’t seem like the type to corrupt a child#Stirling needs blood to live; of course#and tbh he might be the most likely candidate for this#but like... there are many other options#and he’s not really the type to kill unnecessarily#Cole mostly ATTEMPTS to kill people that he’s jealous of or have a personal vendetta aganist#and really??? a CHILD????#idk#just find it interesting how Fuyu might be the worst one out of allof them#and the most cold-blooded#at least before#blush blush#blush blush game#blush blush fuyu#fuyu blush blush
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Mind the cracks
(They’ll heal eventually)
#jon snow#asoiaf#asoiaf fanart#uhh twow speculation?? i guess#it’s here finally i was beginning to think#i was never gonna finish the one drawing i decided to show the sketch of#thank fuck i found the will#came back wrong (but i feel like killing the people who stabbed you is not that wild ya know?)#HES NOT EVIL HES JUST CRANKY#all in all not bad to me#im glad i took the time to redo some of the things that were bothering me with this piece#though i am cranky i decided newly resurrected Jon is a little lifeless looking#now i cant give him a little blush from the cold :( my favorite part#his hair is still immaculate tho#enjoy it fully in the safety of a dark room
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❤️ HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCARLETT 🎉
I posted on Insta but completely forgot about tumblr! This is Ryuuto’s contribution for @kindan-no-kanojo ‘s Open Collab to mark a very special occasion 🥰
#(( then they kiss 😌 JK 👀 unless…?#(( shhh it’s totally not a blush it’s just from how cold it is on the roof 🙄🙄#ryuuto sakamaki#sakamaki ryuuto#my art#scarlett wakahisa
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just a completely normal trio (:
#nothing weird going on with them or their little outfits at all 🙏#u can pry the intense blush and shine from my cold dead hands#experimenting with stylizing stuff so. i feel like it doesn’t look like the other stuff i’ve drawn recently#but i like it#anyways#inspired by the gay ass night like last week where millsy was wearing tyler’s snapback#mason marchment#tyler seguin#colin miller#dallas stars#i never know if i should tag their full legal names but whatever fjedhwndm#art stuff#the height stuff was not working with the anatomy. pretend colin is ducking a little
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I don’t think a fight is the best time to flirt
Have some Leosagi:
Usagi swipes at my feet, I narrowly avoid it, jumping over his leg and flipping around, casually trying to find my balance again. “Already trying to sweep me off my feet, aren’t we going a little fast?”
“You’re an idiot.” He charged forward with his sword, but I could see him smile, soft. Like he was enjoying it.
“Is the fighting really necessary?” I parried, my two swords to his one. “What if we just talked it out, perhaps over dinner?”
“Are you asking me out?”
“Are you saying yes?”
Usagi’s ears perked up then dropped to the sides of his face as he looked away.
“My turn.”
“What?” I swept at his feet and he fell on his back.
“Falling for me yet?” I smirked. Leaning on my sword and looking down on him.
Usagi groaned, a little tsked off, perhaps his ego a little bruised. I open a never ending portal and watch as he slips into the blue portal below him, again and again- and again. “How about now?”
“Get. me. off. this. ride.” He spoke between the waves of portal hums.
“As you wish.” I closed the portal and jumped under to catch him, bridal style. “Hey,” I smirked.
He just stared at me. With those big, round, blue rabbit eyes. I got lost before he pushed himself off me and walked away, covering his face with his ears. “Hey wait comeback!” I laughed. He was so flustered. I picked his sword off the ground. “Cinderella you dropped your sword!” He didn’t turn around. “Fear not I shall search far and wide to return it to you.” That got him to stop.
Usagi turned around, combing his ears back in place with his hand and walking toward me. I took a tiny step back, in case it was a trick. “Do you have a bandaid?”
“What?”
He couldn’t even look me in the eye. “I scraped my knee- falling for you,” he mumbled.
It caught me off guard for a second. “Ohoho, what was that?”
He took his sword back and pulled away, pushing something into my chest. My hand brushed his for a moment. “See you around,” and just like that he hopped away. What had we even been fighting about? I couldn’t remember.
“WAS THAT A PICK UP LINE!?” I yelled after him, “We’re you flirting with me!?” I laughed, almost wanting to chase after him.
I opened the slip of paper he had pushed into my hand. There was a number. A phone number. “Oh mi gosh. It worked.”
#ultimate rizz#Spiderman hey#technically neither of them blush#but I like to think Usagi is the more flustered one#rabbits fur would prevent the blush from being seen#and Turtles are cold blooded meaning blood doesn’t rush#they have the same love language#cheesy puns and pick up lines#sword bros#leosagi#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt#wabbystuffpost#rise leo#tmnt#Leonardo and Usagi#the real question#would Leo trust the phone number#maybe it’s a trick#or maybe it’s not#don’t worry Usagi will get more confident for sure#leo is gay#I like to think he’s bi just given his nature#Leo is bisexual
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Hiya! I love your writing and ive been following your blog for a couple of years now (2-3 I think) and I just wanted to say how much I appreciate and adore your writing! Thank you so much for all you’ve written! Ive not been on tumblr much the past few months, and I’ve found that many of my favourite writers are leaving and deactivating their accounts, which is such a pity although completely understandable! Tumblr can be a pretty sucky platform for writers unfortunately :/ anyways I just wanted to thank you for your writing, it’s absolutely gorgeous and your style inspirational! I hope you keep writing, on or off tumblr, as you truly have a gorgeous and unique style! Thank you so much for all your contributions and I hope you’re having a lovely day!!
NONNIEEEEE oh my god oh my god hi hello I am going to sob first and foremost so im gonna get all snotty all over this ask wozooqjzlaozo but thank you so much? genuinely genuinely this means more than u can imagine and I aaAAAAA (being off tumblr and on and off writing ((mostly off oop)) really shows via my decline of the eng language clearly HAHAHA I can’t even articulate properly)
THANK U FOR BEING HERE FOR SO LONG?? AND REMEMBERING ME?? AND JUST. IT FEELS LIKE COMING HOME AND THEN SEEING ALL MY OLD FRIENDS AND THE NOSTALGIA IS A LIL NUCLEAR AND IM JUST SO EMOTIONAAAAAAL AAAAAA
Thank YOUUU for being on here and reading and being so so so lovely to me AND ALSO. im gonna go hide in the tags actually but I owe u my life I am kissing all ur fingers nd toes and maybe lips I’m infinitely happy that ur still here after all this time on this platform, I hope u are having the best day (and the best past few years whilst I’ve been mia <333)
#urusai! baka#OH MYGUAIZIAOZOAKZPIAOAOAO#U DONT UNDERSTAND HOW THIS MADE MY DAY MADE MY WEEK MADE MY ??? MONTH#ILYSM GENUINELY SO SO#I CAME TO CRY ABOUT UR LOVELY COMPLIMENTS IN MY TAGS#BECAUSE I COULDNT DO IT OUT IN THE MAIN POST IM#KICKING MY FEET BLUSHING RUNNING LAPS IN MY BEDROOM AND TAKING COLD SHOWERS#thank u so much for just. ur#idek i never know what to say when someone compliments my writing because im simultaneously combusting at the praise and being seen and just#its so !!!!! thank u for recognizing (??? not the right woed for this but) it and im so happy u like it!!!!#I am working on a fic!! 3k in!! it was going strong and then i got distracted by irl axooaz but its a partner fic with rae rae and SHES#BASICALLY DONE HERS SO IM GONNA QORK HARD TO GET BACK INTO MINE#I love writing sm i just waterboard myself with wips a lil hehe#but hopefully i am praying i xan finish smth for once (again finally)#also re: writers leaving— its so sad and i get itttt and I MISS EVEDYONE ON HERE AND TOSAY I ACC JUAT GOT A TIKTOK FROM 2020 HQ AND IT MADE#ME WANT TO CLAW MY FLESH OFF MY BONES AND FEED IT TO A TIME MACHINE SO I CAN LIKE#PERMANENTLY LIVE IN THAT TIMEEEW AAAA ok ok anyways#i love u pls stay and this msg made my heart explode like a supernova#u r near nd dear to my heart everyone from that time is automatically i am latching onto u all#kissing u loving u hoping the past fww yeass have been amazing for u <33333
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One of my favourite things about pyro is how instriniscally connected fire is to them and their identity. So you can grab literally any word related to fire or warmth and yep that's pyro.
Calefaction? Pyro. Tinders? Pyro. Pyre? Pyro. The light of my life? Light from a fire. Pyro. Smoke? Pyro. Did you say campfire? Pyro. They can fit so many fire-related phrases and metaphors I love them so much I can turn them around in my hand like a diamond and every facet of that diamond has a different color in reflecting the light and that's pyro, that's all pyro to me
#tf2#tf2 pyro#nomi writes#You can pry every single fire coded sentence from my cold dead hands#from the physical feeling of a face warming up from a blush to the way light flickers like fire I can connect everything with pyro
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brain rot level: incorporating elements of the small town you saw on Google maps for 5 minutes into your happy oc x canon au and becoming emotional alone in your dark bedroom
#karl n kris are walking down the side of the road on a crisp fall morning with coffee they got from a shop that’s operated out of a#converted trailer. they are sassing each other but they’re both blushing and not from the chill. kris is wearing his oversized flannel that#he totally didn’t give to her bc she looked cold he just wanted her to shut her up with her teeth chattering. they are definitely not#hopelessly in love with one another.#**shut up not shut her up#also they absolutely did not spend the night together nor are they planning to again. nope. nuh uh.
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