#eventuallyyy

[freyadragonlord]

So on one hand, yes, Dokja sacrificed himself again.....

But does it count as "progress" if he does that to save another version of himself?

Like, when he met Oldest Dream he tried to stab him, so............ Progress?????

[soapyakships]

EEPY AS HELLLLLLLLL

[anonymoosen]

Fast Fordward au

Someone probably did this AU before—

[neon-catarina]

i joined the trend guys

[afreakingmilkshake]

[izzyspussy]

universal basic income save me. universal basic income. save me universal basic income.

[king-of-kaoss]

Tanaka Mayumi in one piece i mean dandadan saying outrageous things that i cant stop hearing as luffy lmaooo

"I'll let you suckle my teats… so let me gobble that weenie"

"What a…. son of bitch"

"Alright, I'll eat you, so run away. ... I'll wait for you to finish running. 10 minutes? 20 minutes?"

"Guess I'll enjoy campus life for the first time in a while."

"Yoshi, korosu. teme wa goodbye"

[gradelstuff]

Plush Wonderland is currently holding an interest check for making a fanmade Tomura Shigaraki plushie. If you're interested, people can currently make $5 deposits to let the staff know people would want the plushie to be made.

Also if the doll gets created, then people who deposited $5 will get a $10 coupon for the doll. And if the poll fails, then anyone who deposited money will get refunded!

If you're interested in this, or want to check out the Plush Wonderland website for further details, here's the link:

Also for reference, it's a dress-up doll plushie! You can check out the Plush Wonderland website or twitter to see how their plushies typically look like too.

[crabisnasty1234]

(she almost instantly fell asleep)

rahhhhhh!!!! hi sako!! how are youuu??

-@dogramagra-and-destruction

Meno hiiiii!!!!

(her hair was casually caught on fire as she waved)

[yesandpeeps]

Huzzah, pkmn be upon ye ✨✨ (I haven’t drawn a God Damn thing in ages, but I still want to share my ideas 🧎🧎)

Giving Cumulus a team with Noctowl, Dubwool, and Clefable hmmm. I think Dew can also have a Pawniard, as a treat. Swiss n Gengarrr

Copia, Cubone, Raticate

Nihil, Houndstone

Secondo, Krookodile

[turtle-bee-rayne]

Im pretty sure I made a post a while ago about how I don't think I really blush...well that wasn't true and my boyfriend apparently loves to point it out /pos

[lupine-trees]

if you ever get desperate

for the @drarrymicrofic song prompt: “one of your girls” by troye sivan. featuring boys being difficult & failing to talk about feelings (what’s new?).

word count: ~180

Harry opted to walk him to the Portkey station.

The training camp was a ways up north, and though this, this, thing between them had been volatile at best, was new and was, well, nothing, sort of, it had felt unsettling— the thought of not seeing Draco off.

Harry hands him the mobile, a sturdy palm-sized Nokia.

“Since you won’t be able to keep using mine all the time.”

“Potter, this is—” Too much. He can’t quite say it, the sudden tightness in his throat too much to speak around.

“A gift. It’s good luck. For the upcoming season.”

A nod, stiff, clocking out. “Alright. Fine. A gift.”

Harry scuffs his toe against the ground. “Give me a call sometime, yeah?” The smile on his face is lopsided (unfair) and tentative.

“Harry,” low, tremulous. “I— I’m going to be… busy.”

His responding shrug is all careful, practiced nonchalance.

“If you ever get lonely.” He holds his thumb and pinky finger to his face, a mimic, stepping back, guarded, away. “Call.”

They both know he won’t. (It’s enough for now— to pretend he will.)

[suspicioushospitality]

....

Syd had figured that Marco could handle himself - it’s why he’d gone off to check the vending machines. Well, check was one word for it... more like ‘see if anyone had left coins in the slots’. And there was always a nightly kick to see if anything fell of its own accord. Today, he gets lucky with a bag of Fritos. Not his favorite, but better than nothing. No coins, but whatever. 

It’s late. Far too late for dry-cleaning, but Syd overhears the conversation from where he’s just gotten himself up on one of the empty washers. His old denim jacket is hanging off one broad shoulder, a Frito hanging out of his mouth as he sees Marco just... not doing his job. Cool. 

“Hey, hey.” Syd bounces back down, walking over. There’s literally no one else in the place anyways. “What’s going on? Marco, did you even ask what kinda suit he’s looking for?” The other employee kind of shrugs and Syd releases a breath between his teeth, rolling his eyes. “Right.” He hops himself easily over the counter- old denim sliding on the dilapidated formica. He briefly takes a look at the frazzled man, a little grin forming on his face. Cute. “What kinda suit was it you had? There’s probably been a mix-up with the tickets, babe. Sorry about that. Ignore Marco, he doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing.”

who: @knuckleddown where: the laundromat

It wasn't that he was nervous. He wasn't nervous. There was nothing to be nervous about! It was just that this monstrosity of a suit was most certainly not his, and not only was the man behind the counter now judging him for assumingly owning the paisley mess in his hands, he was missing the one tux he had for the gala later that day!

"Please, I don't know how to be any more clear. This isn't my suit. I don't own anything in orange!" He felt the vein in his head throb as the man held up both his hands in surrender.

"I'm sorry, man, but that's what's on the ticket. If the ticket says its yours, then it's yours."

He clenched his jaw and took in a deep breath.

"Can I just... do you have anyone I can talk to?"

Maybe he was a bit nervous. Maybe just a tad.

[bagea]

goddd this show is so cool

[ilovebeingaturtle]

Okay now that I’m officially out of bed, here’s the Maeverse cover by itself!

[kof-xiii]

guys the moment i start boothing fr its over for yall im gonna be so powerful