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Amias-- he/they
#he is sad#because he is cursed to be constantly eaten by crows :(#but he is my guy i love himmmmmm#amias#artists on tumblr#digital art#oc art#eye safe#faves
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today's op-shop find: brown tailed bongo!!!
#im so excited you guys!!!#unforch hes lost all his tags including tush#so i cant Confirm hes bongo and not nana#though that would be really unlikely ofc!!!!#bongo#bongo (brown tail)#i love himmmmmm#beanie babies#plushies#plush#plushblr#ty#my beanies#beanie baby#op shop find
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hi hi i leave this here for you okok byeeee
ALBA . ALBAALBA ALBA ALBA ALBA DO YOU WANT ME DEADDDDD WHAT THEFUCKKSBFLSBDKSNGNSBCNS HE'S SO PERFECTTT THE EDIT IS SOOOOFUCKING GOOD?!?;?!??!?;??? ME GNAWING ON HIS THIGHS WHEN ME GNAWING ON HIS BICEPS ME GNAWING ON HIS ASS WHEEEENNNNNNNNNNN THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS GLORIOUS TREAT ALBA MY SWEETHEART🙏🙏🙏🙏 I AM KISSING THE GROUND YOU WALK ON I NEEDED THIS SO BADLY FFFUUUUUUCCKKKKKKK
#I LOVE HIMMMMMM:((((((((((((#HE REALLY IS MY FAVOURITE GUY EVER HE'S THE BEST:((((((((#THE SHORTS ARE EVERYTHING BTW I NEED HIM SO BAD#WHEEEEWWWWWWW#ANYWAY ALBA NY DEAR I HOPE YOU'RE DOING SO GOOD#BC I AM#DOING VERY GOOD NOW#HEHEHEHHEE#ILYYYYYYY!!!!!!#alba <3#friends!!
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okay cause cheating is wrong, obviously. but some people are really out here going, no it’s okay that they’re a murderer who killed your family and ruined your life and straight up abused you and also is significantly older than, no that’s okay they had a secret reason they never told you about and a tragic backstory - oh wait they cheated??? how dare they!!!!!
like i’m sorry but cheating is not the worst thing in the world compared to what i listed above and sometimes in media it can actually be understandable why a character cheats but everyone calls them a monster - which yeah cheating sucks - but then turn around and in the same breath go, oh that terrible abusive piece of shit that’s hot and has a villain aesthetic but does shitty things for shitty reasons?? they’re my faveee how dare you hate them for valid reasons??
#this is about soooooooo many shows but i cba to tag them all#elena gilbert#delena#stelena#i hate both ships and one day ill compile my thoughts on why but BOTH brothers needed to stay the hell away from my girl#and the fandoms reaction to a traumatised teenager enrages meeeee#cause dont say you hate her and that she deserves to d!e for reaction to things like a TEENAGER would#and then turn around and go but those two brothers almost ten times her age who abuse her and treat her like sh!t#and only like her cause she looks like this girl they knew centuries ago who abused them and almost tore them apart?? oh theyre my favourit#like stfu and go rewatch the show#alsooooo#saraha cameron#my babyyyyy#my angel#my darling treasure who deserves warm hugs and fluffy blanekts for the rest of her life#cause no way you guys looked a teenage girl who was homeless and depressed and going through it who had just had the worst moment#of her LIFE thrown in her face by her HUSBAND try to go back to a time in her life when she was happy and loved and call her a b!tch#but then looked at her phycho brother who tried to DR0WN her and kill all of her friends and shot someone in front of her only to blame it#on her husband and the go oh but hes a typical moody depressed hot guy with a tragic backstory and messed up parental relationships#so i love himmmmmm 🤪#like no no no STFUUUU#also like that wasnt bad enough you then started to ship him with the girl he also tried to DROWN whos friends hes been trying to kill#like this a grown dude who likes to waste his dads money and get high and drunk going after teenagers and killing people#but you love him and then complain about said teenagers acting like teenagers?????#like no you dont deserve these shows go awayyyy
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Drank four smoothies, soul vibrating.
#[ he can't have energy drinks so THIS IS ALL HE CAN GET ]#[ i love himmmmmm ]#[ wonder what i should write today! been actually writing a bit across my accounts ]#[ wanna continue today! 8D ]#[ i am very inspired !! for nnoi as always but also for my other muses AND my ocs....... specifically my star wars oc ]#[ me @ me: can you work on ONE thing at the time ]#[ me: no >8) ]#[ hope you're all doing good guys!! ]#despair for me. ╱ in character.#burn the city. ╱ main verse.
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speaking of totk. ik i’m meant to be asleep but i just wanted to say that i luv that rauru is a pretty looking goat man so bad… he has such a gorgeous design. saw him on screen n was immediately like oh i want to jump his bones please.
#x#imma mention. speculative spoilers in the tags but they’re literally things i learned from the first two hours of watching harry play so i#prommy it’s not that big of a deal#anyways zelda ur granddaddy is such a snack. i want to eat him up. I WANT HIM. the way the tutorial area ended made it seem he wknt be back#but i hope he does come back :-( it’d be such a waste otherwise#harry n i had no idea what was going time fuck wise so he was like wait. what if zelda is her own ancestor bc she knows him#and possibly (?) is in a different point in time (seriously we do not know what’s going on) n i was like that’s crazy do NOT say that. omfg#tbf we had been talking earlier abt him being a prev incarnation of link as well. when he was like. ok i don’t remember specifics#but he said smth n i was like whyyy would he say that other than bc he knows this link is a future. whatever . incarnation ? of him#ANYWAYSSSS none of that matters i need to get it out of my head. just know i love the goat guy design. he’s hot. not ashamed to admit it#purah got a crazy upgrade too btw. as an aside#ALSO LINK IS SO MUCH MORE EXPRESSIVE IN THR GAME ITS SOOOO CUTE#my little pookie I LOVE HIM. ADORE HIMMMMMM
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GOODRA ART POST GOODRA ART POST EVERYBODY REJOICE AND CHEER
The brainrot has spread so much i am now making my own Transformers AU
Here's my designs for the main Autobot cast! (for now...... Also i can't design cars for SHIT)
#I ACCIDENTALLY EXITED OUT FROM THE REBLOG EDIT THING ON MOBILE WITHOUT SAVING AND IT DELETED ALL THE TAGS I HAD PUT DOEN PREVIOUSLY#FUCK!!!! PAIN AND MISERY ON PLANET CYBERTRON#I remember what tags I put in originally tho so yay#LOVING the yellow optics you gave Optimus Prime; super nice change of pace from the usual sky blues we usually get!#I like yellow-y golden eyes/optics on characters in general they’re so pretties#Oppy also looks hella intimidating as well too great heavens#smoke stack shoulder guards… hehehe truck#also loving his teensy helmet finials too!! they’re so shapes /pos#ABSOLUTELY GOING BONKERS OVER ARCEE’S DIGITIGRADE LEGS I AM OVER THE MOOOON ABT THEM#digitigrade legs on robots… highest peak of robot character design one can go for imo I love when ppl draw bots with em#she looks like she could beat ur ass too and I’m all here for it; Arcee deserves to slay both in looks AND in combat. as a treat#and BUMBLEBEEEEEEEE my beloved bug scout minibot#absolutely loving how you leaned into a more bug-like design for Bee here he looks so kind his eyes are so soft… hes sweetheart awh :(#he gets his horns AND his lil feelers too and I am ALL here for it; best of both worlds let’s BEE honest here#I am so (not) sorry for that pun btw I had a chance and you better BEElieve I took it#I JUST NOTICED HIS TINY BEE STINGER TAIL AWH….. he’s so cute I need to squish him in my hands RAHHHHH#JAZZ!!!!!!!! THERES MY FAVORITE SHMOOVIN’ GROOVIN FUNKY FORMER#I ADORE the sound equalizer bar displays on his limbs btw they fit him so well he deserves to look swag#THE HORN EARS AND DOORWINGS AND VISOR TOO AW HELL YEAH#loving the lil goatee and headphones you gave Jazz too he looks like such a fun guy to hang out with#AND FINALLY…. LAST BUT NEVER LEAST……… RATCHETTTTTTTTT 🚑‼️‼️🗣️🚑🚑‼️🗣️‼️🚑‼️🗣️‼️🚑‼️🗣️‼️#you captured his grumpy ex-veteran field medic grandpa energy SO WELL GOODRA I love himmmmmm#his clouded optic and his facial scars and chipped helmet chevron… oh honey who did this to you#THE AMBULANCE HOOD TUMMY. OHHHHH MY GODDDDDDDD /VPOS#LOVE IT WHEN PEOPLE DRAW RATCHET WITH A BEER BELLY IT FITS HIM SO WELL MAN I am 100% for fat Ratchet with a beer belly#get that old ambulance some MEAT on his OLD GOD DANG BONES AND JOINTS ya hear me!!!!!!!!!!!!! /pos#ohhhhh Goodra my dear old friend I am so deeply and completely in love with ur TF designs here ough /gen#ABSOLUTE 100/10 DESIGNS HERE IM OVER THE MOON ABT THEM ALL ITS HARD TO PICK A SINGLE FAVORITE#man I love Transformers so much I wish cars were real
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You see, if i ever write a dramatic backstory for Fredrik, you can be sure on one thing;
It will entirely be based off Slaughter to Prevail songs.
#txt#they are a deathcore band that sings about death and misery if you dunno#help i'm on TF's last island and i've been thinking about my walrus man for the entire playthrough JEJSJWJEIE#i love him so much this is the only game he will ever relevant in <333#he so mean tho he literally ruined a guy's birthday just because yes#i think i never associated a band with a character so hard as i associate him with them#the entire vibe the lyrics the agressiveness AAAAAAAA its just like himmmmmm#i hope one day he gets with his scaly friend and his wooden friend to make their enemy's life impossible it'd be very funny
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save your love
synopsis: y/n is susie in allie x & mitski's susie save your love song - if u dont know it go listen :P (but also u dont have to lol synopsis is y/n calls bsf sana drunk and sad and angry abt her bf and you don't know that sana is in love with you)
warnings: cursing, sexual harassment, alcohol, slight cheating, gonn repeat sexual harassment bcs its there and its potentially triggering so err on the side of caution and dont read if ur worried - take care🙏
w/c: 3.7k
a/n: still not over the fact that sana used susie save your love in that one ig post like wdym ur a mitski - qpoc ICON - listener and u post a song abt how u wish ur bsf would leave her dumb bf and be w u instead - a quintessential wlw experience like HELLO???? i also think i projected a liiiiiiil bit accidentally maybe im so sorry but writing this shit works better than therapy ngl
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"y/n where the fuck are you."
you're cursing as you almost drop your drink, phone between your ear and shoulder.
"i dunnoooo one of marshall's friends' places i think. he was supposed to be my ride home but i can't find himmmmmm."
sana's already got her keys in her hand, heading out towards her car, cursing under her breath, "can you share your location with me sweetie? or is there anyone else there that you know?"
you look around at the various stragglers in the living room either smoking, high out of their minds, or completely passed out. loud music, bass thumping hurting your head as you feel the vibrations shoot up your body. "mmmmm noooo but-"
"hey! marshall's girl right?" a deep voice comes over the phone and sana squints to try and make out what's going on, unlocking her car and turning her engine on.
"y/n? hey y/n you still there?"
"mm yeah sana sorry one sec- you guys know where marshall is?"
"think i saw him headed home with someone in the passenger seat, thought that was you cutie."
"someone else? huh?"
"you doing okay? you look a little pale let's get you upstairs in the bathroom yeah?"
"w-wait no-" sana can make out multiple voices talking to you and a little scuffle as you drop your phone, voices fading.
"fuck!" she's about to call your boyfriend marshall and demand for your address when she sees you were able to start sharing your location with her. she sets it into her navigation app and starts speeding to the destination.
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"umm guys where are we going? i don't think marshall's up here..."
"oh don't worry babygirl. marshall's our best friend he's okay with whatever we wanna do."
"mm okay but like- what are we doing? if we're singing you guys have to know i suck at karaoke so don't laugh."
the three guys holding you up laugh, "nah nah baby we're just gonna get you cleaned up a little before marshall comes to pick you up okay?"
"oh okay~ mmm wait where's my phone? i was just talking to my best friend-" you start to fumble for your pockets while the guys lead you into a dim room.
they shut the door and close in on you, you’re still cluelessly looking for your phone when one guy starts kissing you, shoving his tongue into your mouth.
"w-wait! what are you doing?!"
he's pushing you onto a bed and climbing on top of you kissing your neck while the others slip your top off and unbutton your jeans. "shhh we're just cleaning you up like we said. want you to be nice and ready for marshall right?"
"no what-"
the door slams open and sana's there, breathing heavily from clambering over the steps.
"get the fuck away from her."
the guys exchange annoyed looks when the one who was at your jeans stands up and walks towards sana, "you the best friend? you're welcome to join us if you'd like." he's pulling on her hand and dragging her towards you.
she doesn't give him another second, yanking him back and bringing a knee up into his crotch, letting him fall to the side groaning as she rushes towards you.
you realise belatedly she's got her phone out and the flashlight on as you squint, trying to make out her face.
"get the fuck off her right fucking now. i've got all you shits on camera and the cops on speed dial."
the two guys glance at each other, looking like they want to pull a fight but then they're cursing and moving away, picking up their friend off the floor and stumbling out the door.
her flashlight turns off, and you feel her tugging your clothes back into place before lifting you bridal-style and carrying you out, down the stairs, and into the passenger seat of her car.
you watch hazily as she paces around outside for a few minutes on the phone with someone, stopping to snap a picture of the house and then hanging up and getting into the car, slamming the door close.
you flinch at the sound, shrinking into your seat, pulling the jacket she's draped over you closer.
she starts the engine and pulls out wordlessly.
you don't dare speak yet, letting the soft hum of the engine and the late night radio music fill the silence as you listen to her heavy breaths slow down.
finally she sighs and glances over at you, "what would you have done if i didn't show up y/n?" her voice is gentle, it always was with you.
you can't look at her, tears welling up in your eyes as you stare out the window, shrugging in response.
she's frowning, "did they manage to do anything to you? are you okay? do we need to get you to a hospital?"
you're shaking your head, the movement making you dizzy, feeling gross in your own skin as you pick at your nails. "can you take me to marshall's? i don't wanna talk about this right now." you're voice is croaky when you speak, on the verge of tears.
sana grips the wheel hard at your request, instead, pulling over on the side of the empty road and putting the car in park.
you sigh exasperatedly, "sana please i just said i don't want to talk about this right now."
"that's fine but if you think i'm taking you to that asshole's house then you've got to be fucking kidding me y/n."
you turn your head to look at her then, her eyes are dark with barely concealed rage, fists clenched so tight her knuckles were turning white. you falter under her gaze, "he's not an asshole."
she scoffs then, "are you fucking serious? what kinda boyfriend takes you to his rapist friends' house then leaves with another girl without so much as a text. it should be enough proof he’s a dick that he's even friends with those assholes." she spits.
and you can't help it, you start sobbing uncontrollably.
"oh shit y/n i didn't- i'm sorry-" she's shuffling around trying to get around the console, and you sob even louder at her outstretched hand, careful and wanting to comfort you but making sure you were okay being touched first.
you're diving into her arms and then she's all there. pulling you into her lap and adjusting the position of her seat so you can squeeze in between the wheel and her torso. soft hands running through your hair shooshing and whispering gently into you ear. arm wrapped tightly around your waist while your face is buried in her chest, heaving and letting out your disgust.
she never stops running her fingers through your hair, letting your sobs wrack your body, hearts beating in tandem as she just holds you.
eventually, your sobs reside to sniffles and you feel a little silly, rubbing your eyes onto the material of her betty boop pyjama shirt.
she's still combing fingers through you hair, rubbing your back lightly, and laying soft kisses along the side of your face, resting her forehead against the top of your head and breathing you in softly.
"i-i'm-" your voice cracks as you try to speak up weakly but she hushes you quickly.
"we don't have to talk if you don't want to. we can stay here for as long as you want. i'm not going anywhere."
you feel your eyes well up again, but you swallow it down, speaking up after clearing your throat, "i'm sorry-" your voice cracks again, almost breaking, "i'm sorry you had to see me like that."
you feel her lifting her head off yours and looking at you in disbelief, mouth open and about to protest but you put a finger to her lips, still not able to look at her.
"no let me finish. you were right. i had no idea what i'd have done if you didn't come. i'm sorry that you did have to come. i'm just so sorry for fucking up sana. if i'd- if i hadn't got so drunk maybe, or if i'd followed marshall home-"
she licks the finger on her lips and you yelp, looking at her out of reaction and cringing, wiping the finger on her shoulder in faux disgust.
she chuckles, "can i talk yet?"
you nod shyly, "as long as you don't lick me again." avoiding her eyes.
she's smiling and a hand is on your cheek, brushing the skin there gently and you can't help but lean into the touch.
"y/n... you don't have to apologise for anything. i'm sorry if i made you feel like you did. but i don't care about all of that. i'm just grateful i was there, if anything, i'm angry at myself for not being there sooner." you look at her as she takes a shaky breath in, eyes wet, "but you have to know none of that was your fault. there's no what if. it was no one's fault but the guys who decided to take advantage of you while you were drunk."
you're crying again, head in your hands, "n-no but- like i know that but i just- like i trusted them. i trusted them because they were meant to be marshall's friends and i trusted marshall."
she's rubbing her hands at your lower back, "that doesn't make it your fault for trusting them. they broke that trust the moment they started thinking of you in a way they shouldn't have. you can't blame yourself for something like that y/n."
"i just feel so gross sana. i can't stop thinking about how their hands felt on me, and i want to scrub off every bit of them."
she's clutching your waist, anger building up again, "i'll fucking kill them."
you let out a choked laugh, "yeah? you and your 163 centimetres? against three buff gym rats?" you poke the skin at her arms, "with these muscles i assume?" (it was SO funny and adorable in the ready to be tw-log finale ep when jeongyeon was poking at sana saying how she has zero arm muscles)
she's pulling away from you with a pout and a whine on her lips before her gaze darkens and she says somberly, "i have a car."
you laugh seriously then, a big hearty laugh as your head falls to her shoulder, and she's whining and trying to pull you up. you're so grateful for her.
eventually you come up, wiping at your eyes and catching your breath, "well i'm glad i have someone who'd commit manslaughter for me."
she's pouting adorably and you get a sudden rush of want, and you blush, scrambling away, wondering why the fuck you just thought about how easy it'd be to kiss the pout off your best friend's lips.
sana's confused and pulling you back into her, "what's wrong? where’re you going?"
you come up with the quickest excuse you can think of, "gonna puke."
she yelps and quickly opens the car door, almost falling out in her rush to avoid being covered in sick. you're out the door in seconds, heaving in the fresh air and shivering slightly at the cold, hoping it'll at least cool down the heat in your cheeks.
then you're giggling, and then laughing again, turning back to face her look of disgust. her face morphs as she watches you though, and soon enough she's doubled over laughing as well.
to anyone driving past, you'd both look insane, laughing at absolutely nothing. but to you, you've never felt more free, more relieved. you're safe, and okay, and you're favourite person in the whole world is here with you. you collapse onto the hood of her car, and she follows suit, giggling and breathy.
the two of you lay here, looking up into the night sky, counting the stars. you shiver slightly and move closer towards her until your bodies are touching. she's turning slightly, wrapping an arm around your waist loosely, and watching you watch the stars.
you turn to face her, breaths mingling, coming out in wispy white clouds of heat in the chilly night air. you find your eyes dropping to her mouth again, and you can't hide the blush that adorns your face this time. if you'd just leaned in a little more, you'd be able to answer the burning question in your head of what exactly sana tasted like.
the slight quiver in her lower lip entrances you, the soft breaths she's taking as her warmth fans over your face, smelling of jasmine and the toothpaste she’s used just before bed. you're inching closer and closer, her eyes are on your lips as well.
you lose it though, when a tongue peeks out and licks across her bottom lip, and you're pressing your lips against hers softly, eyes closed, and humming at the warmth she provides.
she's kissing you back gently, lips slotting against yours in the perfect way, and then she's gone, pulling away leaving you chasing after her, but she places a hand on your chest, pushing you back lightly.
"you're drunk. and taken. this is wrong."
you whine, trying to pull her back to you but she's firm, sitting up and walking away.
you're blinking and what the fuck just happened? dazed as you stand up as well, moving back into the passenger seat dumbly, peeking at her expression trying to get a sense of what was going on inside her mind.
she starts the engine and pulls out from the kerb, staring straight ahead, giving you nothing.
you can't help but think you've fucked everything up again.
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the storm brewing inside your head doesn't stop when she pulls into your driveway and parks.
you muster up the courage to apologise but she beats you to it, "i'm sorry y/n. i shouldn't have done that. can we just forget it about it please? i don't want to ruin anything between us. you're the most important person in the world to me and i can't lose you over these stupid feelings and i'm so sorry if i made you feel uncomfortable at all i-"
your inebriated mind is playing catch up, rolling her words in your head over and over again trying to figure out why that sounded like she was saying she had feelings for you? that couldn't be right. sana was the it girl. she was the girl that everyone wanted. she was the girl that sat through your nerdy rants about space and eels. the girl that bought you ice cream when your first boyfriend broke up with you in grade 3 because he didn't like the way you cut your hair. the girl that cried when she found out you weren't going to the same high school because you were moving away, but then managed to get her parents to enroll her anyway and spent the next 6 years taking the 2 hour commute to school just to be with you.
and holy shit. sana was in love with you.
"sana..." you interrupted her rambling, "i... i kinda have a massive headache right now and i'm more than a little drunk but… this isn't going to change our friendship at all."
her eyes are wide and shining, looking at you in fear, you grab her hands and squeeze them over the console, "i promise i'm not leaving you but i don't want to give you an answer yet when i'm in this state. but if it helps, i'm pretty sure i'm the one that kissed you first." you grin, and she lets out a shaky breath.
you let go of her hands and shyly rub the back of your neck, "i kinda need to get inside and get clean but i'll call you tomorrow if that's okay?"
she's nodding, wiping at her eyes hastily.
you open the door and step out, closing it softly behind you. but you lean back down and gesture for her to roll down the window which she does.
"and sana... thank you for tonight. seriously. i don't know how i can ever show you how grateful i am for you being there."
she purses her lip and is firm again, "stop it. i'm glad i was there. and thankyou for letting me be there for you."
you smile gently as you wave and head towards your door, she waits for you to get inside and the door to shut before she pulls out and drives home, heart thumping, thoughts messy.
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you wake up in the morning with a pounding headache, stumbling to your kitchen to pop a few painkillers and squinting as you adjust to the morning sunlight spilling through your windows.
thank god you remembered everything that happened last night, you set your lips in a line as you got ready. you had a strict plan for today, and nothing was going to ruin it.
you quickly get dressed, thumbing out a small letter and grab your keys, driving over to marshall's house was step one.
once you arrive, you slam your car door loudly, taking satisfaction in the fact it probably woke him in his self-induced hangover he was no doubt soothing. you stalk up his front door, rapping on the wood loudly and tapping your foot impatiently as you wait for him to open the door.
it's not him though, and you scoff at the sight of a half naked girl, probably barely legal, pushing her aside despite her weak protests, and letting yourself into the space.
you storm up to his room, flinging open the door, grabbing the vase next to the bed, and dumping the water all over his sleeping head.
he wakes up with a start, "WHAT THE FUC-"
you slap him across the face, bringing his attention to you, "we're done." two simple words and you're back out the door, going down the steps, and back into your car.
you're halfway down the street when you spot him in the rearview mirror clambering after you in his underwear, soaking and pathetic.
you can't believe you had stayed with that man for as long as you had.
the relief you feel after your first action of the day is freeing. you're chasing after the feeling you had last night when you were doubled over laughing like madmen with sana on the side of the road. adrenaline pumping as you pull up to your local florist, purchasing a big bouquet of pink hydrangeas and then grabbing 2 coffees and a few bakery goods, shoving everything back into your car and speeding away again.
you arrive at sana's front door in record time, knowing her, she was definitely awake already and probably anxiously waiting for you to call. you grin as you grab the flowers, the letter you wrote before you left the house, and the breakfast you've gotten for the both of you, placing it down on her front door mat and arranging everything nicely so it looked picture-worthy.
then you ring her doorbell and duck, running over to her side fence that you knew she always left unlocked, entering her house through the back door, and sneaking back towards the front.
sana's bent down over the flowers and you can see the slight crease between her eyebrows from her confusion as she reads the letter you've left in the middle of the hydrangeas.
i'm sure you don't need me to tell you what pink hydrangeas represent because you're a huge flower nerd and i love that about you but i'm going to write it out anyway to show you i did the research.
in japan, hydrangeas are used to show you're sorry. and i'm sorry for not realising sooner, for letting you suffer for so long on your own. they also represent heartfelt emotions and gratitude. i'm eternally grateful for you sana. you're the most important person in the whole world to me too. i'd also commit manslaughter for you.
in europe, hydrangeas mean vanity and arrogance. i'm sorry i was so self-involved with my stupid boyfriends. to tell you the truth, i always thought you were too good for me, and that you'd realise that one day and leave, so i clung to anyone i could find, waiting in fear of that day. that was selfish of me, and i see that now, because you could never leave someone you love. because i realised i feel the same way about you, and i could never, never leave you.
pink hydrangeas are the most romantic of the bunch. (they’re also your favourite colour) i'm obviously trying to tell you that i love you too in a more than platonic way. and this time i'm not drunk or hyperemotional, i'm certain.
you silently creep up behind her while she's reading your note, and then grab her waist lifting her up into the air as she squeals, turning her in your arms and planting your lips on hers.
she's caught by surprise, lips unmoving against yours, until she realises it's you and wraps her legs around your waist, arms around your neck, and kisses you back.
you can finally taste her. and there's no way to describe it. you don't know why it took you so long to realise your feelings for her, but you'd never felt the way you feel about her for anyone else. you'd chalked that up to being best friends and that that's the way all best friends feel about each other, but best friends don't sigh into kisses. best friends don't feel like their hearts would explode with each soft press of skin against each other. best friends don't love each other the way you loved sana.
you break away when you feel wetness glide along your cheek, and salt touch the tip of your tongue. "sana?! oh my god i'm so sorry, i shouldn't- i should've asked first- oh shit i'm so-"
she's chuckling brokenly and you can't tell if she's laughing or crying or both but she pulls you back in, melding your lips together again speaking against your mouth, "i'm sorry. i'm just so happy right now."
you smile against her, kissing her again, you think you'll never be able to get enough of this feeling. "i'm sorry it took so long for me to catch up."
you feel her laugh against you, "i'm just glad you've still got some love saved for me."
"always." kiss. "it's all for you from now. i love you."
"i love you too idiot."
#sana#minatozaki sana#twice sana#sana x reader#sana x f!reader#sana x fem!reader#sana imagines#twice x reader#twice imagines#dovveri
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In response to your bday month request <3
idk why but i feel like bangchan would be sosososoo good at mating press. Seriously, this man is gonna fuck you so hard and NOT let you go till he's satisfied. And I'm 100% sure he has a breeding kink too, like calling u "cumslut" in bed is something that he would do AND I WOULD LET HIMMMMMM. I need him to cum in me sosoosobadly ofmg I'm going crazyyyy 🥴
part of #sorshas birthday month submissions
MDNI // 18+ content
Oh I 100% agree with you!!! I almost always imagine him in this way. He’s got your legs bent, folded up near your ears, giving him access to reach deep inside you. He loves to pull out so the just the tip is inside, then he’s slamming back into you so his fat cockhead bashes against your cervix. It's like he's trying to open it up to empty his seed directly in your womb. Once he’s buried as deep as he can, he pushes that little bit more, grinding against you. You’re sure you can feel him tickling your throat with his dick.
He’s noisy too. Apart from the grunting and panting, he’s saying all sorts of things to you. He’s definitely got a breeding kink, and yes he’ll tell you all about it while he’s fucking you. “Gonna fill this pussy up over and over with my cum.” “Such a good girl, my little cumslut.”
He always fucks raw, so yes you’re gonna have a lot of cum inside you.
Now you got me thinking about their cum and how bad I want to be covered in it. 🫦😈💦
YUM! Thank you for feeding me this delicious scenario.
read more submissions here: #sorshas birthday month
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IT'S MY BIRTHDAY MONTH - DECEMBER
Hey my beautiful friends! I have an announcement / request.It's my birthday month, and I am opening up the ask box (even though it was never closed), for something a little bit different.
Instead of you sending in fic / scenario requests (which you still can regardless of this), I am requesting YOU to send ME your naughtiest thoughts or fantasies about your bias.
Like, what are your most filthy thoughts? What would you let them do to you? What do you want to do to them? Is there a particular theme that really gets you wet or hard? (like me and alien Han)? Or, what's a kink you didn't know you had until you started reading smut (like me and Han with 2 dicks - it doesn't have to be realistic)?
You don't even have to be involved! It could be you really love imagining two of the guys (or more) together. I know you have filthy minds and are horny little things.
Hit me with what you've got. Also... of course you can submit anonymously... that way you hopefully won't hold back.
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#bang chan smut#bang chan hard thoughts#skz smut#chan x reader#sorshas birthday month#after dark ask box
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i think @the-original-skipps & @suosteacup & @suosgirl <33 🥹
— 𝒹𝒶𝓂𝓈𝑒𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈 ౨ৎ
suo hayato x f!reader. 1.9k wc. ノ sfw ノ mentions of assault ノ reader is called a derogatory name ( not by suo ) ノ a wee bit of fighting ノ savior suo :3 ノ eventual fluff!
“like i told you just now and countless times before, i’m not interested.”
it’s a sunny day, warm but not unbearably hot, though you’re finding it difficult to enjoy the weather with this unfortunately familiar man on your heels. he seems to catch you whenever you’re out walking alone, showering you with sugar-coated compliments and pestering you for a date until you reach your destination—usually too populated for his harassment to go unnoticed. how many “no”s will it take until one finally penetrates this guy’s thick skull?
apparently, today isn’t your lucky day either as the man has no intention of giving up. he slinks up to your side, closer than you’d like him to. the cologne he went heavy on this morning invades your nostrils and the frown you’ve been wearing since he set his sights on you today deepens with the unpleasant scent. “you’re real stubborn, you know. one date isn’t asking a lot.”
you stop in your tracks, a growl of frustration bubbling up from your throat. you’ve tried to let him down easy during all of your prior rejections but the soft approach has proven to be grossly ineffective. with your hands balled up into fists at your sides, you turn to face the man for what you hope is the final time.
“look, no means—” the rest of your sentence catches in your throat following an unexpected shove from the man. your eyes widen in surprise as you're pushed off of the main street into an alley shaded by the buildings surrounding it. “hey!”
the single word is all you’re able to get out before a hand slaps over your mouth to quiet you. you gulp down the nervous lump in your throat, eyes darting wildly in hopes of catching the attention of a passerby or finding an escape route.
“don’t get any ideas,” the man speaks up. he must have taken notice of your frantic gaze, took a guess at what thoughts were racing through your head. he smiles, though the expression is far from kind. it sends a wave of sickness to your stomach. “no one’s going to help you now.”
the threat is a rude awakening. as much as you hate to admit it, he’s right—you can’t rely on anyone to come save you. the realization stabs you with a shot of adrenaline and before you can even register what you’re doing, you jump into action.
you open your mouth and while the sweaty palm against your tongue is disgustingly unpleasant, you force yourself to bite down on the skin. a strangled noise fills the back street and the man yanks his hand away. he shakes it at the wrist, pain written over his face as you spit on the ground in an attempt to get the taste out of your mouth. you aren’t sure whether it was you biting him or the spitting but he levels you with an angry glare. “you bitch!”
you’re willing to ignore the insulting name if it means getting away unharmed but you aren’t able to make a run for it before another voice, one from a bit further away, chimes in. it keeps your feet glued to their spot in the alleyway.
“hey now, that's no way to address a lady.” you take a chance to peek around the body in front of you to get a good look at the source of the voice—a man with an eyepatch standing with his hands folded politely behind his back. despite the situation, a small smile pulls at the corners of his lips. “didn’t anyone in your life ever teach you proper manners?”
the man—the one who pushed you down here—turns around to face the new one. you can’t see either of their faces now but you’re willing to bet that the one who just approached is still smiling and that your assaulter is not returning the gesture. “who the hell are you? mind your business and get out of here.”
“i don’t think i can do that. after all…” the mysterious man tilts his head to the side, turning his focus to you. the intense look lingering in that chocolate cherry iris of his sends a chill down your spine. you feel like you’ve seen it—seen him—before. “you don’t want to be here, do you?”
you shake your head. “no.”
for the first time in a long time, the word seems to register as a complete sentence. “you heard her. we’ll be leaving, then.”
the man with the eyepatch holds a hand out in front of him, presumably for you to take. even the thought of walking past the other to get to him makes your fingers tremble. he doesn’t seem too keen on letting you go either.
“i told you, this is none of your business!”
the hand with the imprint of your teeth embedded in its palm quickly balls up in a fist and is raised as the man charges at the other. you helplessly hold your breath, watching the man who came to your aid stand still in his spot as if he couldn’t sense the impending danger of a fist flying at him. you’re almost sure it’s going to connect with his cheek when cooly moves to the side to dodge, a hand coming up to take a hold of the attacker's wrist.
in the blink of an eye, the predator becomes prey, his arm uncomfortably and forcibly folded behind his back. he yelps in pain or perhaps surprise at the change in dynamic, another identical sound snatched from his throat when he’s pushed against the brick wall. with a building on one side and the mystery man restraining him on the other, there’s nowhere he can go.
you can’t help but stand still in shock having witnessed what you just did. he moved at the speed of light and didn’t break a sweat while doing so. seeing him in action jogs your memory, allows you to recall all of the snippets of seemingly insignificant small talk and conversations you’d happen to overhear. you’ve heard of this man before, seen him walking the streets, and now you’re finally able to put a name to the face. he’s suo hayato.
though, the most surprising aspect of everything unfolding before you is how quickly the kindness drained from the man’s face, replaced by an expression much more serious, one that made it seem as though all the kindness he had to give had been expended. the smile he once wore is nowhere to be found and the gaze that had encouraged you only moments ago has hardened, turning from compassionate to merciless in just a matter of seconds.
“ow! get off—you’re going to break my arm!”
“oh? does it hurt?” suo asks. despite the nature of the question, there’s no true concern in his voice and he makes no effort to let up on his grip. “no more than you planned on hurting that girl, i’m sure.”
realization flashes in the man’s eyes—realization that he would have been better off letting you leave earlier, better off having not bothered you at all. any resolve he had bleeds away with his current position and suo’s words. “hey, man. i-i’m sorry.”
“i’m not the one you should be apologizing to.”
face still pressed against the rough bricks, the man’s eyes dart over to you. they’re frantic and filled with desperation, a stark contrast from the look in them when he thought he had you to himself. “i’m sorry. it won’t happen again—ever. i swear.”
the apology flies past his lips but you’re sure the only weight it holds is fear. still, if it means having him off your back, you don’t mind that the “sorry” is born from dread. you don’t accept it but you nod in understanding.
that seems to be enough for suo. with one hand on the man’s shoulder and the other still holding his arm behind his back, suo yanks the man away from the building. before suo lets him go, he leaves the man with a parting message. “keep your distance if you know what’s good for you.”
and with that, suo shoves the man out of the alleyway. he struggles to find his balance but as soon as he does, the man scrambles away and out of sight, leaving the two of you alone on the shaded side street.
separated from the bustle of the main road, a silence blankets the two of you. suo wipes his hands on his linen-clad thighs and your fingers awkwardly play with the hem of your shirt.
“i’m sorry you had to see that,” suo speaks up, a smile returning to his lips. “are you okay? you aren’t hurt at all, are you?”
“i’m fine. thank you—for everything.”
you offer him a bow in a show of your gratitude but he waves his hands and chuckles, his eye crinkling at the corner with his widening smile. “it was no problem, really.”
how humble, you think. you can’t say with certainty what would have happened if he didn’t show up when he did. a simple “thank you” is the least you can give him considering how he came to your rescue. though, it seems like even that is excessive in suo’s eyes.
“are you heading somewhere?” he asks. “i can walk with you, if you’d like.”
you highly doubt that man will be trying anything again and you’re sure suo thinks the same. he must sense that you’re still shaken up by the unsavory encounter and is offering to get you to your next destination with a little peace of mind.
“sure.” you nod. “i’m going to the cafe down the road.”
“after you, then.” he sweeps his arm out in a gesture for you to take the lead.
you step out of the alley and the sun’s rays beam down on you, warming your skin and restoring the calmness the day had met you with. suo’s presence beside you is a secure one, like a blanket you can snuggle into during a storm. the ease you feel around him can be attributed to the easy smile he seems to always wear.
well, almost always.
“i thought you were the nice one…” you mumble to yourself.
“what was that?” he asks, confusion swimming in the eye that stares at you.
“sorry!” you hadn’t meant for him to hear that. thinking out loud, you suppose. “it’s just that, i think i’ve heard of you before. your name is suo, right?”
he nods. “seems like i forgot to introduce myself. suo hayato.”
then it is him, you aren’t mistaken. most of the things you’ve heard about him hold true—the eyepatch, the smile, his fighting abilities. people must have left out the part you witnessed back there—how the gentleman next to you could turn into someone so unforgiving in the blink of an eye.
though, it’s because of that switch that you’ve found yourself safe and sound. suo’s been nothing but kind to you and you think that’s deserving of proper thanks.
“suo, are you busy at the moment?” you ask him, voice laced with hope.
“no.” a soft smile accompanies his answer but you can tell that your unexpected question has led to some curiosity. “why?”
you stop and turn to him, a smile of your own pulling at your lips. “would you like to join me for tea? my treat.”
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#.recs#s.suo#i should have saved this read for tomorrow morning when i am awake because now i have tons of thoughts and only one eye able to stay open#gosh darnit i’m sorry op#ugh this guy is so annoying ….. the cologne >: it’s gonna mix w the perfume >: suo !!! suooooooooo !! helpppppppppppppp >:#THE SHOVE ? suo he pushed me .. he just pushed me#INTO AN ALLEY? oh fuck#YES BITE HIMMMMMM. bite him. GET OUT OF THERE ASAP#oh my god he’s here#‘didn’t anyone in ur life teach you manners?’#ever teach you proper manners* arrrghh#WHEN HE LOOKS AT U AND THE “’you don’t want to be here do you?’ JSMMSMSMSMSMSNNSMS#we’ll ?? we ?? will be leaving ??? ohhh okay suo#‘oh? does it hurt?’ : O :o :O …… /pos#HELLO#i am sooo sorry op this was so good#i loved it so much
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will’s 19th birthday! → social media post
hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will)
it’s will’s 19th birthday today, so here’s a special birthday post from samy!
all of these photos are from pinterest :) wanted to post this little social media blurb for will's bday today. woooo 19!!
au masterlist
samyhughes it’s will’s 19th birthday!!!!! i love you more than life and i can’t wait to see you this weekend, but for now enjoy some archives from over the years 🤍
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hannahduke OH THESE ARE SO GOOD OMG
| samyhughes TELL ME ABOUT IT
hannahduke BABY WILL AHHH
| samyhughes AHHHH
gracecccsmith thanks for these you guys are so adorable 🩷
| samyhughes i miss you gracie
user1 OMG LOOK AT HIMMMMMM
user2 THE FIRST PIC??? they look so good?!
edwards.73 ok finally an appropriate instagram post
| samyhughes and what’s that supposed to mean??
edwards.73 happy birthday baby bro 🥳
| user3 WHEN ETHAN ALREADY CONSIDERS WILL BABY BRO
| _willsmith2 thanks ethan 😄
rutgermcgroarty SMITTY BIRTHDAY WOOOHOOO!!!!
| samyhughes WOOHOOO
| _willsmith2 WOOHOOO
nick_moldenhauer the man the myth the legend is 19 today!!
| samyhughes aka my amazing awesome cutie boyfriend
markestapa 😦😦😦 you guys are so old now
| samyhughes omg i know we’re not babies anymore
lhughes_06 last photo is crazy he looks so small and baby
| samyhughes ikr i pulled it from mom’s facebook
jackhughes okay i think i finally like this post of yours it’s all pg!
| samyhughes yay glad u approve 🤗
ryan.leno_4 NAHHHH WHY AM I IN THESE?!? HELLO????
| samyhughes BC WHY NOT?!?!!!
ryan.leno_4 HAPPY BDAY SMITTYYYYY
| _willsmith2 THANKS LEAN
_quinnhughes obligatory boyfriend birthday post??
| samyhughes alllll part of the contract
| _willsmith2 huh??
| user4 LMAOOOO
aram_minnetian okkkk first pic kind of goes hard?? when was that??
| samyhughes like this past summer i think
julieanne_gelinas you guys are so sweet i love
| samyhughes miss you pls come to boston soon
samminnetian best couple at boston >>>
| samyhughes 😻😻
_willvote omg i’m in this!
| samyhughes you are!
jacob_fowler24 SMITTY BIRTHDAY! 🥳
| samyhughes YUPPP
danielle_minnetian i’m in love with u two so adorable
| samyhughes my bae🤗
_willsmith2 those last two pictures are crazy
| samyhughes ntdp days go so hard
_willsmith2 thank you i miss you and love you pretty girl
| samyhughes i love you so much ❤️
#hughes!sister x will smith au#will smith hockey#samy x will#boston college#boston college hockey#samy hughes#umich hockey#will smith imagine#will smith x oc#uofmichigan#will smith fluff#will smith hockey fluff#will smith hockey social media
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Blue Lock Boyfriend Bachira Meguru!
HES SUCH A CUTIE I LOVE HIMMMMMM
You two probably met by mere coincidence of running into each other
You apologized for running into him and compliment his soccer skills which confuses him because most people run off from him
You didn’t know then but his heart was beating faster then normal from the warm feeling that had entered his chest, a sensation he rarely felt 🥹
He found himself quickly gravitating towards you and eventually found his way to your heart ❤️
Before Blue Lock
HE WOULD BE SUCH A LOVING BOYFRIEND
YOU GUYS ARE ATTACHED AT THE HIP
Literally worships the ground you walk on 🧎🏽♀️
LOVES pda because it announces to everyone you guys are an item 🥹
MATCHING SWEATERS FOR THE WINTER SEASON BECAUSE YALL ARE ADORABLE
Dates everywhere and anywhere because as long as you guys are together he’s on cloud 9 😭
A sucker for cuddles, his favorite kind (even though he loves all cuddles) are when you two are just melted into each other ❤️
Calls you the mushiest pet names he can think of with no shame (POOKIE)
His wallpaper would be a picture of you in a field full of flowers (he thinks you look like a angel) or a picture of you two in matching clothes 🌻
During Blue Lock
Misses you so much and he will tell you that every single time you guys talk 😭
MESSAGES WHENEVER AND WHEREVER HE CAN 🫶🏽
Will rewatch videos and look at pictures of you guys together to make himself feel better but it actually makes him miss you even more 😭
Sends pictures of himself looking sad to show you how much he misses you (pouting pictures)
His teammates know so much about you even your favorites of everything because of how much he talks about you 🥹
Calls you every single night even if it disrupts the sleep of his fellow blue lock participants ☠️
He won’t have any shame calling you late hours into the night…
Definitely got yelled at by Rin to shut his phone off or else he was going to get it 💀
Bachira is very grateful for your support in understanding his dreams and why he went into Blue Lock. It’s very painful to be apart from each other but he knows it’ll all be worth it in the end so he can make you proud. ❤️
Author note: Very sorry for my long hiatus, the past school year was such a toll on me physically and mentally. I’d hit a writers block trying to create new pieces of work in the small free time I had. I’m slowly making my way out of the block and will hopefully post more soon! Thank you for your patience! :)
#bachira x reader#blue lock bachira#bachira x you#bachira fluff#bachira headcanons#bachira meguru#blue lock x gender neutral reader#blue lock x y/n#blue lock x reader#blue lock x you
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ROUND 3, MATCH 7!
All propaganda and what each competitor is from under the cut
Oliver (Oliver & Company)
I feel like I might have propagandized in the prev question a bit. I don't have much to say other than I still cry during that opening scene, seeing him be abandoned and then no one rescuing him?? Like come ON, look at himmmmmm! I would have in a heartbeat. (I also had a beloved orange cat, Rosie, at the time, so ofc I would have lol) Anyway, I still haven't read Oliver Twist, where I believe OG Oliver might be the more qualified orphan? But I grew up with O&C, it's a beloved favorite of mine, I still love the soundtrack to this day, idc if other people didn't care for it or outright hated it. The nostalgia is inescapable. I am the Rosa Diaz B99 meme: "I've only had [Oliver (& Co)] for a day and a half, but if anything happened to him, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself." He's my silly lil guy, he's an orphan, he deserves to be in at least round one lol.
Clive Dove (Professor Layton)
Lost not one, not two, but three (3) parental figures. Proceeded to grieve in the healthiest of ways, which is to say he built a full-scale replica of London underground with the ultimate goal of destroying the actual city. Also, lured a fourth parental figure in to save him from his own madness. Iconic. 💙🕊️
CLIVE DOVE CLIVE DOVE CLIVE DOVE… He’s amazing to me and I love him a lot. he tried to blow up London because his parents died. He lost his adoptive parent to old age 5 years after his parents died and used the inheritance to build an entire fake London under real London. all so he could destroy real London. he could have just shot Bill Hawks with a Gun.
I was obsessed with him as a kid, my poor little meow meow
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Sam Rereads Haikyuu!!
Start date: Nov 22, 2025
Redoing my masterthread since I post on mobile a lot and i can't trim. I will keep things as spoiler free as possible! Thoughts under the cut :)
Vol 1-3 thoughts:
-one page in and i'm tearing up already the impact this series has fr
-Not to liveblog my experience but I forgot how iconic Oikawa’s entrance in. That whole mini arc at the practice game is incredible
-NOYA MY BELOVED!!!!!!
-Alright reading on pause I can’t do the first nekoma practice match right now I’m gonna burst into tears at work
Okay I lied so two things:
1) Karasuno second and third years. These early chapters still hit man the emotions and the everything. That is all.
2) [deep, deep inhale] KUROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Volume 4 thoughts:
-suga is the guy of all time
-the instant effect hinata had on kenma. Perfect. No notes
-the jerseys 😭😭😭😭
-Kuroo’s nerdy little pregame speech I love himmmmmm
-the way furudate-sensei drew motion, even in the smaller panels, is so good
-tbf id also be scared if all 6’2” of Kuroo was facing me down on the opposite side of the net
-the seeds beings planted for the nationals game I CRYYYYYY
Volume 5 thoughts:
-the genuine respect all the teams have for each other even while wanting to win. Chefs kiss.
-The little bonus sketches between chapters are so sweet. Sulky little Oikawa and all
-YAMAGUCHI 😭😭😭 sweetheart of ever
-Karasuno!!! Third!!! Years!!! Esp before inter-high tourney
-Oikawa. That’s all.
-I know how all these games end and yet I STILL get nervous reading them Furudate sensei you will always be famous
-the chapter about losing always hits home. Like, if you’re really passionate about something, you really have to go insane crazy with it and never ever doubt you won’t make it
-would love to know how long it took to come up with names for every single character like I have nothing but the utmost respect to the commitment
I FORGOT ONE OF MY FAVE PANELS OF HINATA :
Volume 6 thoughts:
-I love love love that he shows how unpredictable games can be. Skill is great but sometimes. You can’t predict where the ball will go or how it lands
-Aone and Hinata 😭😭
-I can’t help but love you Shittykawa
-I forgot JUST how intense this inter-high match is
-“if you’re going to hit something, hit it until it breaks” arrogant little jerk (affectionate)
-Seijoh 4. Iykyk
Volume 7 thoughts:
-Sugawara Koushi I love you I love you I love you
-the little “boing” sound effect whenever hinata jumps
-Ennoshita is SOOOOO under-appreciated
-The oikawa and kageyama parallels do me in EVERY SINGLE TIME I SWEAR
#sam rereads hq#this will be a VERY long post#i'll try to break it up at certain intervals#ANYWAY thank u for sticking with me i used to know what i was doing on tumblr i swear
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ive almost finished atla. now obsessed with another old man… he’s so awesome look at himmmmmm
plus a stupid thing. my old guys. i love them sm AAHUSHU-
#atla#avatar the last airbender#iroh#uncle iroh#atla iroh#atla art#gravity falls#gravity falls art#stan pines#stanley pines#ford pines#stanford pines#grunkle stan#grunkle ford#doodles
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