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onlymagpie · 10 months ago
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some stuff from a Dungeon Meshi themed figure drawing session with Zeetstudio!! super fun stuff :3
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ryuuna · 8 months ago
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aw shit here we go again
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demonic0angel · 7 months ago
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Court Story Idea
TW: the Joker
Where the Joker is being prosecuted for his crimes within the Ghost Zone and each side (defendant and plaintiff) is able to choose the lawyer for the other side. So that means that the Joker is able to choose an attorney for the plaintiffs AKA Jason, along with other victims, both alive and dead. (For drama’s sake, let’s say that the Justice League is there too, along with the younger generation of heroes.)
When everyone hears this, they’re like ??? Because isn’t that just going to help the Joker??
And the Joker, realizing this, is looking for the most weakest, most vulnerable person to exploit within this ghostly court room and he looks at the back of the room…
And finds Jazz, who’s sitting in a corner behind King Phantom, head down, trying her best to be unnoticed, nose in her papers as she’s writing down what’s said as the court reporter.
And the Joker picks her.
Nobody understands why everyone from the Ghost Zone is suddenly either 1) flabbergasted, 2) completely delighted, or 3) laughing so hard that it’s like they’re about to die a 2nd time.
Because the Joker chose the only person in the room with an actual law degree who is not only the big sister of the literal Ghost King, but also loves children, is fiercely protective of them, and most importantly, has never gotten the opportunity to show off her hard earned degrees in criminology, psychiatry, or law until now.
(Inspired by this post where someone says that Jazz would be the court reporter)
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ptr-sqloint · 1 month ago
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lace study 👍
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wombywoo · 1 year ago
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aftercare ❤️‍🩹
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magicalzebra · 1 month ago
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kendallsroyco · 5 months ago
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When you see the eyebrow scrunch or that head shake you just know he is being a sassy asshole in the sexiest way possible
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deliciousnecks · 3 months ago
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There is one garment that I know you will never get your hands on.
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arcanegifs · 2 months ago
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ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x04 - “Paint the Town Blue”
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aviel-the-trans-bucket · 1 month ago
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By popular demand
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fascinationstreetmp3 · 1 month ago
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I am the quiet you've been longing for.
INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE | 2.05
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retquits · 1 month ago
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happy 4 year anniversary to the first time i saw the most beautiful video game man ever invented 🫶
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literally gave my gay ass an oh... oh moment in real life 🫠
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soapcloth · 29 days ago
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Watching some stupid ghost hunting clips and can’t stop thinking about Soap…
Being a cheesy ghost hunting show host and getting great staged footage of a really talkative spirit. It’s all ghostly sexually-repressed flirting and sad backstories that you play into for content. You truly believe it’s just another raunchy-scripted episode cobbled together by your producer until you try to end the session and suddenly you can’t speak. It’s fine though, all of this stuff is nonsense anyway, right?
Days later you still can’t shake the feeling of a large, overbearing weight hanging off your shoulders, split-second glimpses of sapphire eyes behind you in the mirror, and constant wandering phantom touches.
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capquinn · 21 days ago
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quinn would be soo caring and patient during your pregnancy like never getting upset when mood swings occur because he knows how much of an experience pregnancy can be
i fear i'm genuinely in love with my quinn, guys. like it’s bad 😭😭 no man is ever gonna compare to this
You feel it bubbling up before it even happens — the frustration, the inexplicable annoyance, the sudden, irrational urge to cry for absolutely no reason at all. You can’t even pinpoint what’s set you off.
Maybe it’s the sound of the spoon clinking against the bowl as Quinn rinses it in the sink. Maybe it’s the way he’s standing there, completely unbothered while you’re simmering, his broad back turned as he hums under his breath, so at ease when you feel anything but. Maybe it’s just him, existing, breathing, not reading your mind.
And when he glances over, all soft eyes and casual concern, and asks, “you okay, sweetheart?” — you snap.
"Do I look okay?” you bite, crossing your arms, tension coiled tight in your shoulders.
Quinn blinks. Doesn’t flinch, doesn’t huff or roll his eyes, just pauses — tea towel in hand, brow furrowing like he’s flipping through a mental checklist of things he might’ve done wrong. He’s scanning your face, looking for an answer, and it makes you even more annoyed because there is none.
You exhale sharply, pressing your fingers into your temples.
“I don’t know why I said that,” you mumble, already feeling the heat crawl up your throat. “I just —”
The frustration builds, your breath catching, and Quinn is already moving.
"Hey," he murmurs, closing the space between you, voice gentle but steady. He doesn’t touch you yet, just keeps his voice low and sure, like he’s smoothing over the edges. "What’s going on?"
You shake your head, throat tight. “I don’t know.”
And that should be frustrating, should be confusing, but Quinn just nods.
"Alright," he says simply. "You want to sit down? Maybe drink some water?"
You glare at him. “I don’t need water, Quinn.”
“Okay,” he agrees easily, tipping his head, completely unfazed. “You want me to sit with you? Rub your feet?”
You let out a watery laugh, because of course that’s his response. Not irritated, not defensive — just quiet patience, just Quinn. He’s so steady, so calm, and it makes the knot in your chest snap. Your eyes burn, and before you can stop yourself, a tear betrays you, slipping down your cheek.
“Oh, baby,” Quinn murmurs, warm and soft, already cupping your jaw, swiping his thumb across your cheek. “Talk to me.”
You sniff, gripping the front of his hoodie. “I was mean to you just now.”
His lips twitch like he wants to laugh but knows better. “No, you weren’t.”
You were, but okay.
You let out a long sigh, pressing your forehead against his chest. “I just feel off. And I don’t know why. And it’s so stupid.”
Quinn exhales against your hair, his hands smoothing slow circles across your back.
“It’s not stupid,” he says, voice firm, certain. “You’re growing a whole human. Our human. You get to feel however you need to feel.”
And God, that just makes you cry harder. A fresh wave hits before you can even try to stop it, a tiny, broken noise slipping out as your shoulders shake. It’s ridiculous, you know it is, but the way he says it — "our human" — it’s too much. Too soft, too full of love, too Quinn.
He chuckles softly, not unkind, just fond, tipping your chin up so he can brush his sleeve across your damp cheeks. His thumb lingers, smoothing over your skin, and he smiles, dimples and all, like he’s got all the time in the world for this, for you.
“Yeah,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your temple, letting it linger, smiling against your skin. “Saw that coming.”
“You’re laughing at me,” you grumble, lips wobbly.
“I’m not,” he says, even as his smile grows. “I just —” He shakes his head, presses a kiss to your forehead. “I just love you, that’s all.”
You sigh again, letting yourself sink into him, pressing your face into his chest. “Even when I’m mean to you?”
His arms tighten, hands spreading wide against your back.
“Even then.” A pause. “…But you’re never mean to me.”
You lift your head, narrowing your eyes.
“Quinn.”
His mouth twitches. “What?”
“You liar.”
His grin grows, shameless and affectionate, and he steals another kiss against your temple before murmuring, “c’mon, baby, let's sit down. Let me take care of you.”
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quesocheeso · 30 days ago
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Just did an all nighter and I think my mind unlocked itself because I finally settled on Nezha’s backstory for this AU and boy is this bout to be a wild ride
And yes start considering shadowpeach as this guy’s parents even if none of them will say it lmaooo,,, like it’ll start making sense once I introduce baby Nezha in the past
MK: Awwwwww little baby big brother Nezha🥹🥹🥹
Past Nezha: I will bite you and it WILL hurt
MK: oh he an ankle biter fr😭😭
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thingsmaygetalittlecrazy · 2 months ago
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My humble offering to the choccy gods 🫴🙏🙌😉
Clora is hyper-focused on school and Seb is hyper-focused on Clora 😌🫶
I saw a photo of a couple like this and all I could think was how SebClora coded it was LOOOL 😆 and honestly this piece may not be my fav thing but I learned so much while I made it and im just glad I didn't scrap it during any of my frustrating moments 🫶💖
I HOPE YOU LIKE IT @choccy-milky 🫶🫶🫶
(Just ignore all the sloppiness and errors I'll do better next time, I didn't even know what clipping layers WERE when I made majority of this 😅)
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