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[proselles]

alex hirsch was really just so pissed that no one saw his epic old man yaoi that he went and wrote a whole new book and made a whole website specifically to show meticulous evidence that this weird old man fucked a triangle.

he really said what were ford and bill really doing in that pocket dimension they shared, hm? did you ever think of that? oh - you think it was just chess? hm. interesting. i dont.

the ultimate rare pair shipper. i have never seen a creator do this before. absolutely fascinating at every angle.

[goryhorroor]

thank you to walt peregoy for making scooby doo where are you! even more memorable as a child

[geekcavepodcast]

"Kemco: 50 RPGs Celebratory Bundle" to Hit Xbox for 50 Days

Earlier this year Kemco released its 50th game on the Xbox. Next year, Kemco will also be celebrating its 40th anniversary. So let's celebrate.

On August 3, 2023, players will be able to purchase Kemco: 50 RPGs Celebratory Bundle on Xbox One and Xbox Series X/S. The 50-title bundle will only be available for 50 days, so act fast.

A few of the titles in the Kemco: 50 RPGs Celebratory Bundle are:

Overrogue from Exe Create Inc.,

Gale of Windoria from Hit-Point Co., Ltd.,

Legend of Ixtona from World Wide Software,

Blacksmith of the Sand Kingdom from Rideon,

The Smile Alchemist from Asobox Co. Ltd., and

RPGolf Legends from ArcticNet.

Said Masaomi Kurokawa, Directing Manager at Kemco, of Kemco's titles "We don’t have titles that take dozens of hours to complete, but I get the impression that they are often chosen by people who want to play an RPG in their spare time. The response overseas has been similar, and people seem to have an understanding that we are a company that continues to release old-school, nostalgic JRPG-style game titles." (Xbox) Kurokawa estimates that each title's playtime is about 15 hours.

(Image via Xbox - Promo Art for Kemco: 50 RPGs Celebratory Bundle)

[insertsomthinawesome]

Whumptober - Day 07 | Prompt 02 - Unconventional Weapon

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[No Romance Included]

[r0setyler]

one thing about me is that i ship timepetals in it's entirety, a timepetals multishipper you may say:

ninerose romantic? sign me up. elevenrose queer platonic relationship? sure i'm locked in. fiverose bad wolf stuff? why not sounds fun. thirteenrose sapphic pining? yep babe i'm there. twelverose toxic yearning? i'm sold.

[zivazivc]

A proper look at Brook, my weirdest weirdo, and the offspring of a very unusual throuple. She's a Blues-Rock Troll, mostly inspired by bands like Delta Rae and Larkin Poe.

[elftwink]

to preface this post i am anti-advertising i think we should explode the entire industry but it's sooo funny when you people make posts like "and they don't even work!!" like. sorry to be the bearer of bad news but yes they do. that's why we have to put up with so many despite everyone hating them and thinking its annoying. because they actually work really well and make a shit load of money

[bleep-bloop-boo]

something something all the apollo kids are seen as the performers of the camp which feeds into their need to mask their emotions so they can keep up the act for the others something something

[absoloutenonsense]

When the Trouble Comes by nonsensedarling

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | 90k | Explicit

The Queens Trafficking case is the biggest one of Louis’ FBI career so far; eleven reported missing girls all disappeared under a similar set of circumstances. Louis has done everything he can to try and solve this case over the last nine months… while also absolutely ruining his marriage. Harry has been co-host of Banter at Breakfast for five years, and finally has the opportunity to create his own radio show with the network. Unfortunately, it comes at a time where Harry’s thoughts are consumed with his impending divorce from his (caring, loving, infuriatingly thoughtful) husband of eight years. Harry and Louis have both been willing to lose themselves in their work… but are they willing to lose each other?

Or a story of (almost) exes-to-lovers.

✨Art by @dearlou✨

Posts on Tuesday and Friday each week.

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[ascesabo]

currently up and thinking about how buggy lore gets more and more painful the longer you think about it. like. i could talk about this stupid clown for AGES. he makes his clown-ness his entire personality but it's so painfully clear he doesn't have a single ounce of joy or whimsy left in his little chop-chop body. he's a full-blown hater!! he gave up on his dreams because he wanted his best friend, who he wholeheartedly believed shone brighter than he ever could, to reach it for the both of them!! he probably hasn't known genuine happiness since he broke up with shanks in the rain!! his beef with luffy escalated tenfold the moment he saw the hat!! he stayed in the east blue for years when he had a whole map and probably knew the way back into the grand line!! he loves flashiness and attention but hasn't ever uttered a word about growing up with the roger pirates or being the childhood friend of one of the four emperors!!! this clown has spent his whole life yearning for something that will never return!!!! he has a big red clown nose!!! every bad thing that has ever happened to him was because he wanted so badly to be loved!!!

[felsicveins]

Okay so what if I have 2 or 3 ex husbands for John Dory .....

[magnusbae]

On the rare occasions when Hob is actually mad at Dream— he refuses to sleep. Coffee, energy drinks and the God forsaken awakeness pills? All fair game. If he has to inject caffeine directly into his vein, he would. Hob doesn't often get mad, but when he does, he likes to make a point. Dream and Hob match in more than one ways, really, they do. And so it is that the Dream Lord must come out of his realm personally to sprinkle sand into his lover's eyes because he'd be damned if Hob refuses his gift for more than two nights in a row. Not speaking for 100 years? Easy. Hob refusing sleep? Unacceptable.

[three-smiles-and-a-unicorn]

So, uhh…

It really was Agatha all along, was it?

*starts crying in a corner*

[oifaaa]

fuck that tory was not what i was epecting to see next to alfreds name but i almost burst out laughing (bc holy shit he absolutely could be a tory with the military history)

Alfred was part of the British military then mi5 he's a upper-class butler who also likes guns when told he was going to be the primary care taker of a child he decided the best thing to do would be to keep their relationship professional as this child was now his employer - he's not exactly fighting the tory allegations

[lovelykil]

love is red─

: ➛killua (older ver)

song

crowds begin to circle they observe and gasp, each one of them dressed to impress. Women in glamorous gowns with ravishing jewels hung on their necks and earlobes were seen gossiping all around, spreading the word to what was obvious in their sight.

men in their dashing suits with clean and polished shoes listened around, also exchanging words amongst the crowd to what was playing out in front of them. Everyone seemed so astonished as two figures sauntered up to one another, their gazes deadly and cold across a grand floor. Their whispers were loud but soon quiet as the lights dimmed and the music began.

"interesting seeing you here, princess."

"could say the same to you, snow white." Killua's gaze fell colder as he stared into your eyes with irritation, slowly inching your way. Those blue eyes of his looked darker than before. A playful grin tugged your lips as you took a step closer. You two were now almost face to face, staring down each other with nothing but twisted hatred and lingering feelings.

"what the hell are you doing back here Y/n?" His voice tough as tar, growling in a low mutter only you heard. His eyes narrowed down at you awaiting for your grand reply.

you click your tongue and flick your wrist up to glide your delicate digits against the fabric of his suit then rest your hand upon his shoulder.

"why.. I'm just here to dance. We are in a ballroom aren't we?" His teeth clench together in his mouth out of annoyance from your snarky comment. His hand slowly snakes itself around your torso in the elegant gown you wore for the ball.

"you know that's not what I meant. What do you want really." His other hand holds yours in a tight grasp. Your brows knit as you make a fake hurt expression when he grabs your hand with that strength.

"I'm fragile you know?" You whine, just teasing the prince. His grip tightens even more, he seems impatient with your frivolous attitude. You can't help but let out a snicker, amused by his behavior.

"you wanna know why I'm actually here?" You ask. You lean closer to the silverette, nearing his ear.

as the lights dim and the music slowly tunes in you whisper,

"to dance to the death with you, of course. My prince." You lean away to cuff his pasty face as you watch his reaction change. You two sway across the floor, staring deeply into each other's eyes once again. Killua didn't say anything but break his eye contact for a swift moment before quickly pulling you close and looking back into your curious eyes.

his feet shuffled across the floor at a faster pace that you soon adjusted to, you felt the eyes of the baffled guests watching you and him dance in circles in sync to the song playing.

the way the prince dragged you along the floor, holding your waist tightly so not to ever let you go and his hands clasped together with yours, sealed tight as if there was a secret between you two that only you knew of, swaying you to the rhythm of the dramatic song, showed his true intentions with his harsh ways with your body.

you found yourself to be enjoying it quite well. He never looked away, he wanted you to stare into his eyes, they spoke louder than words that much was true.

he looked conflicted, irritated even but still had a glint in his sapphire eyes like he was enjoying himself dancing with you once again. It felt as if you two were alone in an empty ball room, waltzing. Two deranged souls reunited once again, dancing as the world ended right in front of their eyes.

dance to the death.

his eyes fell dark, something inside him wasn't sitting right as as he twirled your small frame with force before dipping you in a flash that caught you off guard, surprisingly.

"you've had so many opportunities to kill me, yet you haven't." He mutters softly, reminiscing about the events that transpired with you and him within the palace walls.

your breathing is heavy from the dance, breaking into a cold sweat as he holds you just with one arm. You falter at his words, letting your thoughts jumble up until everything comes to an abrupt stop. Your lips curl into a sincere smile, reaching for his cheek.

your hand touches his face, gracing your gloved thumb against it.

"I would rather just dance with you, I'll kill you later if you want." His blue eyes sparkle in your view, he's taken back. The boy lifts you slowly on your feet before sighing.

he looks at you once more, lifting your chin. He smiles.

"I'd like to see you try princess."

"I'll make sure you die a painful death prince, now can we dance?" You smack his hand away with a coy smile. He feels like he's 14 again, falling for you all over again.

now years later, ex lovers who happened to be enemies, were in the same place, at the same time, doing the exact same thing.

'killing each other.'

killua grabs back your hand and rests his other hand behind your back, you set your hand on his shoulder and hold his hand.

"dance to the death with me."

[zivazivc]

I was just watching World Tour again. 😏 And was thinking about how the Funk Trolls switch between walking on two legs and four legs. Do you think baby Les ever tried to walk with four legs? Maybe Hed's dad discouraged it or something.

Love all your art and characters. 💕

Do they switch? I don't actually remember that. I kinda thought that half of them walk on two and half of them walk on all fours. But maybe there's a percentage that can do both, kind of like how some people can use both their left and rights hands to write.

But even so, Les isn't shaped enough like a funk troll for walking on fours to be natural for him, and his dad is two-legged too. (Maybe Flea can do it, I never drew his parents but I imagine his funk mom walking on fours.) ...But from how horrible Hed's dad was to him, yeah, I can totally imagine him discouraging something like that. Guy is a rancid piece of shit and he put that kid through so much... :((