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cantashi · 22 days ago
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Im sad so I drew cute itafushi to cheer myself up ;)
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petiyean · 18 days ago
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Beach day!!!
I’m afraid this person @mikurinkuwu made me unable to stop thinking about them. I used their design because I really liked their version of Miku and Rin! Hope to draw them a lot more.
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transhowell-wizard · 4 months ago
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i fucking love luffy. his main character energy is unmatched by any other protagonist. sometimes he gets the shit beat out of him, but he’s watching his opponent the whole time. he’s taking it all in. he’s categorized all of their weaknesses and after he eats some meat, he’s wiping the floor with them while pointing and laughing
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pianokantzart · 4 months ago
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The implications of the mechanics of a brother falling unconscious in Superstar Saga is actually so much more impactful now that I’m playing the game.
Turns out you don’t cary your bro throughout the entire fight if he gets knocked out because moving around and dodging is a huge struggle when there’s dead weight on your back. One bro only picks up the other when the enemy is aiming for his unconscious body.
You’re trying to get them out of the way of danger/block an attack for them, and if you don’t act fast enough you straight up take the blow for your bro like a meat shield. Help.
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bughugz · 1 month ago
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dumb little bunny in the woods 🐰💖
he/it, minors dni
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notkitten · 1 month ago
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there's something really hot about helping a girl drink - helping her to her knees, gentle and calculating, tying her hands behind her back, threading your fingers through her hair and tipping her head back -just so-
murmuring what a greedy, helpless little thing she is as she tries not to spill what you're giving her
watching her flinch as liquid splashes onto her chest
as she gets closer to the end, pinching her nose so she has to gulp, has to leave her throat open and try to glug it into her body so she can breathe so she can-
cooing and releasing her as she finishes, gasping, petting her hair, wiping her face, untying her and helping her stand on sweet wobbly legs
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q8qwertyuiop8p · 2 months ago
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My adorable pathetic wet cute thing how could anybody hate you? 🥺
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miinteaa · 5 months ago
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Sskk redraw of a panel from The Disabled Tyrants Beloved Pet Fish
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cakesandsnouts · 1 year ago
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Young fool. Only now, at the end... do you understand. STAR WARS EPISODE VI - RETURN OF THE JEDI
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solargeist · 7 months ago
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theres something kinda funny abt the fact that Watchers are very smart, like they’re observant and practically stalk players to learn more and more abt them and the worlds-
But they inevitably cannot help seeing them as children, despite all the studying and watching, they will think players are small, cute, and dumb !
The urge to guide and foster them into strong wise warriors is too much. The players need them to survive, surely.
Though seeing them as kids might be too kind to say actually, Watchers look at players like…. Maybe a new puppy… Ready to train, but then if the barking is too much, if they don’t listen, if they cry and they bite.. The Watchers don’t want it anymore.
Really depends on who you ask ! You’re in better luck if the Watcher sees kids over animals tho
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dirty-kind-of-love · 2 years ago
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This one of the earliest tickling videos I can remember, and @tickle-prisoner-writer’s analysis is spot on, as was his analysis of the stocks portion of this video. The chemistry these two have, and his suffering, is off the charts 😁
"Do you like your BeLLy bUttOn tickled?"
[muffled behind gag] "No! No!"
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willowser · 2 years ago
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katsuki jumps, startlingly, when you rub a hand up his back.
he's leaned too far down, bent over the counter at an angle that will give him an ache he'll complain about later, and his head whips up as you come to stand beside him. an e-mail on his phone is what previously had his full attention, but now he looks at you, eyes softening as you lean into his shoulder.
he's never been a very touchy guy. even after a year into your relationship, it's most often you reaching for his hand as you walk down the street; you pressing a kiss into his cheek while watching a movie on the couch; you running a hand through his hair as his breath steadies out beside you in bed.
it's not something you really complain about. you know how he is, knew before anything developed between the two of you, and you can't say it's a deal-breaker. there's little you know about his previous relationships or if he even had any, but you have the painful-gut feeling that affection just isn't something he's used to.
you press a smile into the sleeve of his shirt and his spine relaxes under your hand, finds that awful curve again. he watches you like he's waiting for something, tracing the tender details of your face.
"love you," you say, because do and you want to voice it aloud, put it into his mind even though you know he knows. as expected, his lips flatten into a wavering little line, shy suddenly, and your teeth wet the fabric of his shirt when you smile.
all you get is a little grunt in response and he dips his chin down in a wordless nod, accepting your lovey-dovey assault. it makes him feel a little helpless, you know, but you bring up an arm to wrap around him as he turns back to his phone, ears pink.
katsuki straightens with a dull pop!, stretching his arms up and allowing you to shuffle closer, so that your head is resting on his chest. you press your ear to it and wait, eyes closed, until the heavy promise of his heartbeat echoes like a drum in your ear. it's loud, and after a moment, your own falls into sync, right where it belongs.
"'s'wrong?"
"hm?" you glance up at him, the frown on his pink face, before breathing in the clean scent of his laundry soap. your laundry soap. and then you shake your head. "nothin'. just missed you."
"been home all day."
"i know," you sigh, letting your eyes fall shut again. the sound of his phone locking clicks and you can feel the slight down-slide of his sweatpants when he pockets it. "sometimes i miss you even though you're right here."
you expect — something; another grunt or laugh through his nose, a raspy little noise that voices his confusion. things like this can be hard for him; you know how he is, knew before anything ever developed between the two of you — but you don't think it makes him any less deserving.
katsuki steps back from you a little, and you feel the hesitant rise of his arm before you feel it. his hand comes up to your face — pink and scarred in your peripheral vision — and he tilts your head up, waits until you open your eyes.
when you do, it looks as if a million things are running through his head. his poker-face is good, it has to be, but you can see little bits of his vulnerability shining through. you wonder how long it's been since he showed it to anybody. he almost looks sad.
katsuki squeezes your cheeks until your lips pucker, and his frown deepens when you laugh. "y're so...damn weird."
that's along the lines of what you were anticipating: one of his teasing little insults, warm with a fire he's still learning how to kindle. you don't get the chance to say anything before he's kissing you, eyes shut tight, lashes brushing against your own.
you expect something soft, because affection is a fickle thing, from him — but his hand never falls from your face and his tongue is sliding with yours suddenly, a heated gesture that throws your heart out of whack. you let him kiss you as deeply as he can, until your back arches painfully backward over the counter as he leans into you.
when he pulls away, his lips are a little swollen and his cheeks are burning, as he presses one into yours. "i—jus'—" katsuki tries and then abandons it, a hand curling into the material of your shirt. "i get it." he murmurs, there, into the heated skin of your face, heart beating in time with yours.
things like this are hard with him — but he makes them so, so worth it.
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ursulawhosoever · 2 months ago
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🌹🐞💐🍃🍂🍁
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tgirlgainer · 4 months ago
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Stuffed Sunday
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khihi · 1 year ago
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paidatonriehuja ig story 10/11/23 (selling his monkey paw for 380€)
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confusedsiewmai · 2 months ago
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Thinking about the way Ranma and Akane understand each other and are bonded by their shared experience of constantly having their choices taken away from them and the lack of control over their lives. I mean, there's the obvious where both their parents just decided to arrange their marriage for them as literal infants and they only find out so much later in life.
But then there's also the fact that Akane's first love is someone she knows she can't have, how all the boys have decided by themselves to fight her every single morning in order to date her, and how her hair was cut because of a stupid argument between two guys, or how Ranma has so damn many fiancees because his dad just keeps promising his hand in marriage to multiple people, and how he has very little control of his body being a boy or girl.
And weirdly enough, it is this lack of choice that binds them, both in an engagement and their emotional bond.
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