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peppermint-whiskers · 7 months ago
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My head's foggy so I completely forgot I did this, but I wanted to daw Alice and Victoria together!
Victoria belongs to @emositecc 💖💖
Bonus:
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hedonicghost · 2 years ago
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went on a walk with my partner recently wherein she saw a cat and her immediate response was to gasp like something had died so i grabbed her arm instinctively to rush her across the street until she. showed me. it was just a lil black cat next to a house. after my heart rate recovered, my immediate thought was "tag your otp" so uh.... here!
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spoiledleaff · 2 years ago
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ghost of the sun.
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Ghost (Band) | Mountain Ghoul + Dewdrop Ghoul | 11.2K Words | spoiledleaff on ao3
Explicit | TW: Dead Dove, Do Not Eat (Please Consider Tags Seriously) | T4T FTM Mountain Ghoul + Dewdrop Ghoul | Gender-fluid Ghoul Anatomy | Genital Shapeshifting | Mentions of Self-Harm | Toxic Mindset During Sex | Dubious Consent | Miscommunication | Hatefuck | Angst with Comfort | Happy Ending! | They Sort Their Shit Out, Don’t Worry! | Water Ghoul Dewdrop | Water Ghoul Rivalry | Top Mountain | Bottom Dewdrop | Written For @forlorn-crows Ghost Group Project!
“I’m not fucking done.” Mountain sneers, his still-masked face suddenly so close to Dewdrop’s own. The grip he has on Dewdrop’s throat ensures that those enraged emerald eyes can take in every minuscule detail of Dewdrop’s naked face. “You distance yourself from the pack, you practically offered yourself on a suicidal platter for a ritual that reconstructs the very fabric of your existence, you allow yourself to be scarred and hurt by fucking humans, you’re a rude, mean little shit �� and not the cute kind, or whatever level your usual chaotic self is — and here I fucking find you, after you skipped lunch and dinner and missed a rehearsal.”
Dewdrop weakly shook his head as Mountain’s heavy grip laced ever so slightly. Please don’t say it. Dewdrop tried to plead with his eyes, but they were already so glassy and pathetic to begin with. When did they get wet? When did he get so weak?
Please don’t make what I’ve already done a reality—
“You cut your hair, Dewdrop.”
read the rest of this angst with a happy ending (I promise!) over on AO3!
♬♪♬ “Ghost of the Sun” — Katatonia ♬♪♬
( this work is beta’d by the lovely @everybodyshusband !! so, if you see any mistakes, go hunt his handsome ass down. thank you for reading. ♡ )
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kowaindar0u · 6 months ago
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thetrashywritingwitch · 6 months ago
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If you receive this, you make somebody happy! Go on anon (or not) and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up. If you get one back, even better! 🩷🩷🩷
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MUAH THANK YOU I WAS FEELING DOWN TODAY ABOUT JOB STUFF AND I KEPT THIS ASK IN MY INBOX TO LOOK AT IT AND FEEL HAPPY BUT NOW I NEED TO SPREAD DA JOY !!!!!!!!!!!
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typingatlightspeed · 7 months ago
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i just finished reading the last chapter of Playing Dirty and it was well-worth the delicious, delicious wait!! funny thing is, i was wondering at the beginning of the sex scene if the other mercs would hear scout and soldier "playing dirty", yet the ending still took me by surprise lol. also i love love love how you write soldier. you do soldier the justice he deserves and i love it so much
I'm so glad the joke hit! I was wondering if I should reference it more during the whole thing, but I figured the laugh from Engie and Pyro's room at the beginning would make it funnier as the only acknowledgement until the end. Ty so much for letting me know it worked! :D
Thank you for the compliments, it really means a lot! <3 Doubly so re: Soldier. I find him super hard to write, finding the right balance of being as blunt and chaotic as as he can be while also giving him SOME internality. I worry about making him too deep or too maudlin in pursuit of making sure he doesn't tear scenes apart with his bombast.
Srs thank you so much, anon; you've made my day!
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ohbeffinitely · 2 years ago
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What’s your favorite flavor of boba tea?
Oh, hands down Thai Milk Tea, but it's gotta be unsweetened otherwise I'll ✨die spectacularly✨
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zephanax · 2 years ago
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Thank you so much Mob !!
Thank you for changing me for the better, for telling me that I can be loved as I am, even when I have trouble expressing myself, when I feel too much, when I don't feel anything, when I hate the way I act, when I have a hard time staying put, or when I am told I am weird. That I am nothing special, but as unique as the next person. That I can move forward despite my mistakes, that we can be whatever we want to be, and that it's okay to be scared. Thank you Mob Psycho 100 for being there in my life. You are helping me and many others in a troubled world.
Merci encore.
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cartoonishreal · 1 year ago
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politely slides over Chu ref sheet
<33
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gonemechaniic · 2 years ago
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“Been a while since we’ve been able to do something like this, huh?” He says as he offers Cindy one of the pistols at the carnival shooting range. “Just — no hard feelings if you lose, yeah?” Shooting her a wink with playful laughter. “Ladies first!” // @battleshot
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      ⚙ *:・゚✧ // It was really the perfect date.  Just what she needed to take her mind off whatever project she was overthinking about or just the stress of running the garage in general.  A simple moment to breathe, to laugh without reason, or steal some time to feel like a kid again.  Cindy found that easy to do when in Prompto’s company, even when he was poking at her more competitive side.
Now she hears the playful goading coming from the Photog yet the rather incredulous look upon her face would presume otherwise.
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❝ You do recall who raised me, right? ❞    Said while giving the pistol a quick spin. ❝ Don’t worry, darlin’, I’ll ease your ego when ya come in second. ❞ Cindy returns the wink and takes her place in front of the game. Once it starts she shifts from playful to a meditative focus, going for the higher-pointed targets first. Though she doesn't get a perfect score; just shy by thirty points, but it would be a cold day in Leide before she'd let Cid's training go to waste.
She hands the pistol back yet in the exchange she leans in extra close and drops her tone to a husky whisper. ❝ Good luck, Sweetness~. ❞  
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cole makes me think of how my mom reacts when i accidentally sneak up on her n when she turns around and sees me shes just like jesus christ wear a bell
saying this to Cole will result in 100000 instant regret
or maybe not
like he sneaks up on you, you say this
and the first words out of this little bitch's mouth are
"oh, so... you'd prefer if I wear a collar...? do you have one picked out for me~?"
PLEASE BULLY HIM
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peppermint-whiskers · 7 days ago
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I've got the next chapter of Archangels' Anguish ready, I just gotta draw an art for it uwu
I cri @omni-present-god-send how dare you make me write angst-
(i say that as if i did not wholeheartedly jump right into it with them lmaoooo)
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bishiglomper · 5 months ago
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I talked to my sister. More like sobbed at her. But I guess things are okay.. I guess I'm placated..
The ticker tape feels more resolved but I still feel emotionally grimy.
Right now I've decided to be mad at my antidepressant. I hadn't even missed a day but I still had a mental breakdown. Usually it takes at least a whole 24 hours of no antidepressant before I get weepy.
I was out all day. We had a canopy and I had a parasol when the shade shifted so I wasn't really in direct sunlight. But I got burnt pretty good.
I'm literally diagnosed with hyperhidrosis, I get very damp from head to toe when I exert the tiniest amount of effort. Just drawing or sitting there playing with jewelry will do it if I'm fixated long enough. I don't have to be hot. I'll sweat when the temp is perfectly comfortable.
Yet somehow there was no sweating whatsoever when I came back to a 90+ degree house. I had to spray myself constantly or literally step into a cold shower fully clothed to cool myself down.
I was spraying my face and had a small fan half a foot from it and the air still felt hot
I don't think that's normal. And I think it's valid I had sensory overload. 😤 Might explain why I'm the only one who seemed to be suffering. Everyone else seemed content with an oscillating fan
Niece is fuckin weird she refused to have a fan pointed at her. Which made me worry about the baby 😵‍💫 but she gets fussy when she's hot so I guess even she was acclimated
I cannot help that my body is a bitchy dumpster fire okay
I still shouldn't have had to sit in a 90+ degree house.
I thought we weren't calling the landlord because the house was too messy to let people in but mom was content as long as there "was a path to the breaker" which my sister said was a very mild job. So I still don't understand why we were just sitting in it.
It was actually cold enough this morning mom turned on the heat. I turned it off.
Too soon, man. Too soon. 😔
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bdrmhymnz · 7 months ago
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heyoo fair warning, imma be out of town for my father from another fams birthday until sunday or monday nzst. im bringing my laptop with me but just expect activity to be a lil spotty or laggy until then!
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kowaindar0u · 6 months ago
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crimsonandgoldthieves · 7 months ago
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It has been a very long time since they have crossed paths. Lifetimes, in fact, but he can recognise this one at a first glance.
It’s hard to forget the faces of those present at your death after all.
The man leans back in his chair, cerulean eyes almost aglow with an unearthly sheen, a hand moving to shift the curtain of dark hair out of his face, wondering if the man might recognise him as well, even in this pale and ghostly form he now assumes.
The scar running from shoulder to navel burns.
Let’s see what happens.
// @majutsukurai 🤍
@majutsukrai
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As if the king of thieves sensed him looking eyes slowly glance over to him. To the man he once faced and killed. He recalled that meeting and fight - only one of them would serivive back then, surprising it was himselF and not the powerful priest.
Yes he recognised him he knows that magician he knows he fused himself with that Ka of his in their final fight. "Mahad~." And so he speaks his given name not the title of some forgotten spirit. A slow smirk appears on his lips waiting for any other reaction. "I'm not that surprised to meet you face to face after a lifetime gone by..You was stubborn and loyal to that Pharaoh..in the end it got you killed~."
"Do you remember me?"
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