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I fucking love Bianca di Angelo. Such a shame she was just used as a plot device to develop Nico.
Don't you think Rick Riordan?
Thank god he doesn't have Tumblr, but at the same time, I don't have anyone to tag :(
#rick Riordan#bianca di angelo#nico di angelo#anti rick riordan#anti rr#she was super relatable#im sorry but if artemis appear to me and asked me if I wanted to join#i would leave my entire life behind without thinking twice#go on judge me#but you can't say you wouldn't#I mean its fucking Artemis#plot device#she is my child#who is also me#but she is my baby#you say anything against her#You are dead to me
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yeah we might be brothers in christ but so were cain and abel so shut the fuck up before i decide to find a rock about it
#postscript;#if you try to tell me cain and abel were not brothers in christ shut up pls#i've studied theology for nearly a decade. i know more than you.#christ's harrowing of hell exists to retroactively turn all of humanity even before his existence into ''brothers'' in christ#because it is not a literal term it is an evangelist term. bc christianity in all denominations is evangelistic in nature#not being a christian is 1. a moral incorrect choice according to them and#2. not actually possible. everyone is judged as a christian everyone is fundamentally supposed to be christian#calling someone a brother in christ is just calling them christian.#so ergo according to doctrine cain and abel are in fact brothers in christ#but#and this is far more important than any of that#i was not trying to be perfectly accurate to the theological timeline of the tanakh vs torah vs old testament vs new testament vs apocrypha#i was trying to make a silly one line joke on the internet#and all you do when you try to go Well Actually They Werent is make yourself look stupid and pedantic.#so for the love of god stop it with needing to be right online im so bored and tired
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(He did it on purpose to piss them off specifically) I think the MADS people are easily the most wretched horrible people in this story. They are also, unfortunately, potentially some of funniest. And I wish them nothing but misery for my own entertainment. [Original Post]
#one piece#one piece fanart#one piece comic#me art#miss buckin was going to be here at first too but it's funnier if she's absent as usual. freeloader queen#I know I say 'contender for worst thing I've drawn' a lot but. this is one of em#do I even want to tag these people#queen one piece#queen the plague#caesar clown#vegapunk york#vinsmoke judge#dr vegapunk#MADS one piece
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one of my favorite scorpy momence of all time (past and future)
#rtvs#scorpy#you know I don’t think I’ve ever eaten a food that’s made me go#aaooeoeoaoeww#but who am I to judge#my stuff#misophonia trigger#cw: chewing sounds
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Oh, to be Price's little housewife, without a care in the world. He'd pay the bills and treat you so nicely. And all you'd have to do is cook him dinner, tell him you love him, and ride his dick.
It really would be such a good set up though. 😭 like you wouldn't have to worry about a thing. You really wouldn't need a job (unless you want one, then go for it, babes! He'd support you through university.) This man doesn't spend money on himself, but on you? Oh, babe, you don't even need to ask.
You want that designer purse? Swipe his card.
You want new nails? Swipe his card.
Expensive lipstick? SWIPE HIS CARD.
All that he asks for in return is watch your freshly new manicured hands wrap around his dick, while you sit on your knees. Leave a lipstick stain on the base of his cock when you blow him. Thank him for spoiling you, love.
#captain john price#john price#cod price#john price smut#nobody ask where this was going. because man idk. i dont wanna work anymore and i want to suck his dick.#dont judge me
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#delicious in dungeon#dungeon meshi#kabru of utaya#labru#this is his personal twitter btw#he has like. 5 different accounts#anyways whats important is his party follows this one#this one tweet has like 80 replies#most of them are rin and kabru arguing#a few are mickbell essentially going 'damn bitch you live like this'#and one is holm just giving him links to therapists#daya and kuro are staying out of it#altho they are judging him#srry for giving lore to my shitpost do you still like me
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this is filthy but i cant stop thinking about konig wanting to use your pussy for cockwarming; just picks you up and drops you on his lap, spearing his cock in your heat slowly, pressing his moans on your temple, before groaning in pleasure when he finally pushes you all the way down; buries his cock so deep in you, the thick head of it kissing a spot that only he can reach, and slurs praises in broken german when you babble in pleasure. cant stop thinking about ghost preferring your throat for cockwarming; pushing your hair away from your face before telling you to get down on your knees, purring how pretty you look blinking your teary eyes up him, before telling you to open your mouth for him; tells you you’re such a good girl as he rocks his cock along your tongue before sinking into your throat, moaning at the heat and stretch and at the continuous spasming of your constricting throat, getting drunk at your muffled choking sounds. cant stop thinking about soap falling asleep with his fingers buried in your cunt; he pulled you towards him underneath the sheets, your back pressed on his chest, his arm slung over your waist, before his greedy hand slides down to your pyjama shorts, slipping inside, tugging at your panties to rub his thick fingers along your slit and then thrusting them in your pussy; he doesn’t rock them, doesn’t pump them, they’re just there, plugging you and making you leak.
hhhhhhhh sorry for the filth but i need em all ughhgh
#suns.hc#THIS IS SO FILTHY DONT JUDGE ME IM GOING THROUGH SM THINGS#simon ghost riley smut#konig smut#soap smut#simon ghost riley x reader#konig x reader#soap x reader#simon ghost riley#konig#johnny soap mactavish#female reader#suns
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why didn't we get to see ford in his evil warlock era
#gravity falls#Ford pines#Stanford pines#journal 3#man was alone in the woods casting cantrips and incantations#one man LARP session going 24/7#tried his darnedest to find a real life version of the spell magic missile then had to settle on 'gun' instead probably#I said this to T already but I'm saying it here too bc I was tickled by it. I'm allowed to reuse my quips 2 seconds after I say them.#don't judge me
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you can't do this to him kabu he's a gourmand
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#pokemon#pokemon masters ex#pokemon sv#pokemon swsh#kabu#larry#larrykabu#aokabu#silverstreakshipping#afterworkshipping#firebland#kablarry#aokb#z art#z comic#that flamigo is judging them#kabu watches his calories because he knows he'll go out to eat with larry soon~#this setting actually reminds me of an ancient ace attorney comic i did with manfred and gregory#only real ogs know....#look i can draw gays or i can draw chicken breasts i can't do both
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Sweet child of mine, Sweet love of mine
#hui art#hui op art#sanji#one piece sanji#vinsmoke sora#yes these are guns n roses lyrics dont touch me#im also one of those people who refuses to tag sanji as a vinsmoke#judge can go off himself#one piece#opfanart
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Giving the people what they demanded
#The way multiple people told me to draw this is insane I had to commit to the bit#Did I specifically wait until Christmas Day to post this? Maybe. This is my gift to you all this holiday season#yes this was an excuse to play around with the Scott pilgrim art style judge me ok#I swear redrawing characters as band albums is going to become my new thing#Anyway this is my obligatory shit post drawing after finishing a big piece#richard lipschitz#richie lipschitz#ruth fleming#peter spankoffski#pete spankoffski#grace chasity#nerdy prudes must die#starkid nerdy prudes must die#nerdy prudes must die fanart#npmd#npmd fanart#npmd starkid#starkid npmd#starkid#starkid fanart#team starkid#starkid productions#hatchetfield#hatchetverse#hatchetfield universe#fanart#my art
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The official Globe Theatre account posting about Good Omens!!!!
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#yes im on IG reels#dont judge me my tiktok timed put for the day#crowley#good omens#go s1#go s2#shakespeare#the globe theatre#aziraphale#neil gaiman#Instagram
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Danny, the Young Justice member snippet nr 2
these snippets aren't connected in anyway but just some little scenes I came up with, everyone is welcome to build up on them if they want to
Trigger warning: death mentioned, self-harm mentioned, idk, Danny gets flashback to portal incident
unrelated snippet nr 1, unrelated snippet nr 3 (?)
Out, out, out.
He tripped over his own legs and almost fell and it didn’t matter because he needed to get out.
Away, away, away.
He wasn’t sure if he ran or flew or dragged himself on the rough floor but he had to get away. His back hit a wall and he couldn’t get past it, intangibility just out of his grasp.
He logically knew that Zeta Tube wasn't the same as the portal but it was similar. So deadly similar.
He wasn’t sure when his own, corps-like, trembling with rigor mortis cold hands started rubbing his arms. He also wasn’t sure whether it was to comfort himself in this lonely self-hug or to try to rub hard enough that the hazmat and skin underneath would be torn, allowing him to see his own, red blood running in his veins. It was still red, right? It was still red, right? Of course it was still running, why wouldn’t it?
His knees gave up. He fell to the ground with quiet reverbatting thump, his eyes fixated on danger at the other side of the large room. He had to get further away but he couldn’t.
Because he was dying again.
Eyes full of tears and terror were jumping around, unable to see the room around him. Why couldn’t he see anything? Why were there only splashes of various colors, all contrasting with a light gray background. Were these people? Colors were moving, that seemed likely. Ghosts?! He had to get ready if these were ghosts he needed to fight them. People could be in danger and he couldn’t even stand without support. He started it, he had to take care of it, no matter how he felt right now.
His normally overly, unnaturally sensitive ears were filled with constant electric buzz from still active Zeta Tubes.
He was quite sure someone was yelling something but no matter what, Danny couldn’t understand what was being said. He tried looking around again but his teary eyes still failed him. There were no red stains though. Not in the right shade at least. No one was bleeding. It was okay for now.
Was it really? He hadn’t bled when he was dying had his accident though. It was all inside him, the crushing hollowness inside him and infinite outside pressure making his body implode. Ectoplasm bubbling in his mouth, throat, stomach and fingers, silencing his scream of agony and destroying his muscles. His limbs were limp and tense, twitching like a broken light bulb, out of his control but not out of his senses. It was so cold that it bit his bones and so hot that his skin was melting. There were screams so loud that it could shatter glass, as if every inhabitant of the Ghost Zone wanted to be heard and absolute suffocating silence. He was alone like nobody ever was and stuck in a stifling crowd that could stomp him to death any second. It was all contrasting, impossible but happening, existing together. He lived died it.
It was impossible, just like him.
There were others, they could help while Danny got himself together.
They couldn’t help if it was a ghost. He had to calm down and get ready to fight.
He couldn’t.
It was all happening again.
He was dying again.
It hurt to even think about.
Would it at least kill him for good?
Air he hadn’t needed before, not since his first death he always needed, like all functioning, alive human beings, got stuck in his lungs. He was gasping for it, choking on it. There was something stuck in his throat. SOme part of his brain that wasn’t screaming in agony and panic and loneliness had considered tearing his neck open just to get whatever was stuck swallowing but it didn’t help.
He rubbed his arms harder. His eyes were locked on a blurred, still active portal. One of the color blobs moved, growing larger but he couldn’t think about what it meant. His arms hurt. It was good. Pain was grounding. In a gray room with few portals. Not the basement. Ghosts still could be there but it wasn't a basement. He still needed to get ready to fight
If he could feel pain, it meant he was alive, right? Ghosts never showed that they felt pain right? His parents always said they couldn’t.
He knew it was a lie but he felt like it was his last hope.
He realized that growing group of colors actually looked like a person but he had no way to tell whether they were alive or not. His ghost sense was quiet but he didn’t trust himself to not miss it. His throat was still shut tightly. His body kept twitching like a glitching character. No matter what, he couldn’t fight right then. He had to get himself together.
He scratched his arms almost violently.
Warm, soft, gentle hands pried his palms away from his arms. It wasn't a ghost. Ghosts weren't this gentle, this calmingly warm. Someone, someone who was alive, was crouching in front of him, face at the same level as his, hiding portals from his sight. Danny nearly sunk into their gentle touch.
“-om." their voice also was so gentle, filled with concern but firm enough to get to him over the buzz of portals. He tried to concentrate on this voice. He didn't want to hear portals.
"-ntom." It sounded like they were calling someone. He had to focus more to understand. Gentle grip on his wrists got more firm. There he was. He wouldn't feel it if he was dying again.
"Phantom." They called quietly, like little windbells Sam gave him as a birthday present. It was his name, they were asking him something he couldn't understand, something he couldn't do.
"I'm sorry."
He wasn't sure if any sound came out of his mouth.
Grip on his hands loosened a little, not enough for him to do anything about it, but enough to return to the pure feeling of safety and reassurance it gave him before.
“It's okay Phantom." they murmured. Danny nearly cried at their kindness and calmness. Air slowly started to fill his lungs again. It truly was okay, he wasn't dying again."Can you focus on five things you can see for me?"
He could do it. It wasn't much to repay the gentle person kneeling in front of him.
He blinked tears away and started the list in his head.
Black Canary in front of him.
Superboy in the middle of the room. He looked like he didn't know what to do.
Kid Flash next to him, ready to come to where Danny was shaking on the floor.
Robin and Artemis both made sure that Kid stayed where he was.
Miss Martian for sure feeling his panic and having trouble coping with this. He should calm down as soon as he can, he didn't want to cause any of his teammates too much stress.
Danny nodded, looking once again at the only adult hero in the room.
Molecules in his body were rearranging again. It all hurt.
"Thank you Phantom. Can you focus on four things you can hear?"
Five racing heartbeats.
One heartbeat that sounded more like buzz because of its speed. KF's heart was always weird.
Tapping of someone's feet.
Zeta Tubes.
He had been in the portal again, it had turned on with him inside again. He was dying again.
Next cautious nod.
"Alright. Now three things you can touch." Black Canary still sounded so calm, so sure she had it all under control. So contrary to her panicked heart. Danny wanted to believe her voice.
Canary's hands still on his wrists. In fact she was touching him more than he was her, but it still counted. There was some physics rule about it.
Cold stone he was sitting on. Weird, he was sure this cave was heated.
Hard wall pressing on his spine.
"Excellent. Two things you can smell?"
Jazz had done same exercise with him before.
Cookies made by Megan before she went on a mission.
Ectoplasm. Somewhere there was ectoplasm that wasn't inside him. He couldn't smell his own ecto. But there was no ghost in the cave. His sense was silent. It was there somehow else. It was concerning but not enough to make him panic again. They could handle it.
His lungs were still aching but air started filling them nearly as much as it did normally. His limbs stopped shaking so much too. He knew he wasn't dying this time. He was calming down.
"You're doing great Phantom. Now think, what's one thing you can taste?"
Aftertaste of ectoplasm he spat between the rough fight and the moment when Kid Flash rushed him to the nearest Zeta Tube, talking about medical attention. Danny tried to tell him, he didn't need that but he was inside before his explanation left his mouth.
"Do you feel better now?"
"Yeah," It was all he was able to say at the moment. He truly felt better but that didn't mean good. It was only a little less bad than shitty, one step from fully dead.
I considered writing continuation with Danny explaining a bit what happened and how he even ended up in Zeta Tube but a) lost spark to rewrite it b) hated what already had But if you want, I can probably rub my remaining two braincels together and continue. Or someone else can. Do it if you want to. Do it. Do it
#dp x yj#dpxyj#dp x dc#dpxdc#dcxdp#dc x dp#once again Danny didn't even consider telling his team that he is halfa#but it doesn't matter this as much I think#once again I have no idea about the timeline#I think Danny would hate Zetas because it reminds him too much of the portal incident#and before anyone comes at me saying that Danny used portal later in the show and had no problems with it#*yeah* but after first time portal worked like overglorified door/corridor hybrid and not tear him apart and build up again#Judging by the way Zeta travel is animated#i assume they work on the “destroy your current body remake it where you won't to go” basis or something similar#you can see how Danny would be uneasy with it#btw this is one of my main headcanons I can and will always use unless story demands something eles#but even then I'm not above looking into every other way to achieve plot without use of Zeta or make at least mention that he is shaken aft#anyway#have a nice day dear stranger who got to this part
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the Book of Bill got me acting up ngl
#book of bill#gravity falls#bill cipher#stanford pines#bill said come visit me in jail and ford obliged#william going though it don’t judge him#lalalala#I might have an unhealthy obsession with the guy#don’t judge me either#human bill cipher#billford#little bill cipher#he’s so cuuute#my art#fanart
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Happy two years to drawing Cleo! 💖
#my art#zombie cleo#zombie cleo fanart#zombiecleo#Im a few days late but whatever#Yes I’ve drew them 100 times last year and I have drawn them 100+ times again this year DONT JUDGE ME#Anyway go watch ZombieCleo please
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Potentially weird habit but. When I get really fixated on an oc/blorbo or whatever I get embarrassed thinking cringey shit "In front of" them. Like ah fuck I was cringe in front of my imaginary fursona. shit
#hoof draws#actually this. sounds weird now that I'm trying to explain it#roughhhhh the negative space is killing me ...#-once i think about an oc enough it feels like there's more ''reality'' to them and they go from like.#passive thoughts to In My Brain enough that they're with the rest of the brain stuff (where my thoughts live)#which probably only means that I put too much thought into organizing my brain#agh. this little pink stoat bitch is here because i keep vividly imagining them watching everything i do#and judging the cringey shit. like GO AWAYYYYYYYY#It's MY brain why can't I just think of cool shit. why am I making up a guy to judge me about shit#edit- i think this is the only time I've drawn myself instead of one of the sonas?
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