#happy new year this was scheduled

[angsthology]

there’s another side that you don’t know — rvstw

beach day nowhere close to being done i give u this instead. also some of these events have nothing to do with each other

daisymaerose

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daisymaerose hi i made a song instead of doing my college assignments please listen to it it’s called “ballad of a homeschooled girl”

and i will answer exactly 5 questions go

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siriuslyricciardo what are you majoring in?

daisymaerose siriuslyricciardo computer science :")

backbiteroo OUT OF NOWHERE HELLO???

sargeanthood caption is so real

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webbsonsos girl do your assignments??

daisymaerose webbsonsos 😐

vettelperalta daisymaerose YAKSHWJSH girlie not impressed

dunphyrrari HELLO??????????

dunphyrrari i js woke up wtf

mclarenovia omg do u guys think there would be an album

daisymaerose mclarenovia if it comes to that sure

sixteenparx daisymaerose EXCUSE ME

waynegasly daisymaerose WHAT DO YOU MEAN IF IT COMES TO THAT

fromthevau1t daisymaerose daisy-mae rosario the album coming to u 2022

sixteenparx hi awsten

dunphyrrari I JUST??? FINISHED???? LISTENING TO IT????

dunphyrrari each 😭😭 day 😭😭 that 😭😭 im alive 😭😭 its social 😭😭 suicide 😭😭 ure so real for that

dunphyrrari babe what did college do to you

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wdcalbon the entire gang in the credits 🥹🥹

gaslytv wdcalbon even nika???

selvnika gaslytv the fuck does that mean?

te1enovia selvnika from the years ive known u u have rendered useless. and b4 u start, ur dad is my sponsor not u

selvnika te1enovia i... wow... ouch

atticusingh 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

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selvnika they let toddlers into college now?

daisymaerose selvnika ***

selvnika daisymaerose WOAH

te1enovia daisymaerose LMFAOOOO

te1enovia u will be the star of the future as u are now

buttoncunt te1enovia professing your love?

te1enovia buttoncunt not to you

buttoncunt te1enovia MF

annabcthschase me when i learned that mae goes to an ivy league

trobedisuns annabcthschase LIKE ACTUALLY??

50kidgaroos annabcthschase HOLDUP

carlandowife annabcthschase do you know which one?

annabcthschase carlandowife nope i just saw someone mention it

strollonsos18 carlandowife princeton!

carlandowife strollonsos18 😧😧

icekkonens oh my God i have been waiting for this moment: what are your cats’ names?

daisymaerose icekkonens kimi, lucy, and as of recent: bagel 🥰

roolovebot daisymaerose BAGEL where did this bagel come from

floweralbon roolovebot cds (cat distribution system)

te1enovia for anyone wondering atticus is in the credits solely for being a grammar police

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te1enovia 🎵 daisy-mae rosario • ballad of a homeschooled girl

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te1enovia update: the worst person you know is on a plane with the best person you know and ... cat

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mickschumacher which one am i?

te1enovia mickschumacher cat

selvnika i am assuming im the best person u know 😙😙😙😙😙😙😙😙

te1enovia selvnika thats also mick

selvnika te1enovia h03

schupastry MICKEYYYYYYYYY

sargeanthood AY BONZI WHATCHU DOIN HERE

fiftyfivetexts the last slide?? 😭😭

georgerussell63 where are you kids off to?

backbiteroo georgerussell63 to beating your ass on the track prob

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formulasos omg its my dream come true. MY WORLDS COLLIDING idc how small it is

dunphyrrari love your music taste

dunphyrrari EVERYTGING I DO IS TRAGIC EVERY GUY I LIKE IS GAY 🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣

norrislftv dunphyrrari damn why are u always at the scene of the crime

dunphyrrari norrislftv what crime

norrislftv dunphyrrari over-cuntism

daisymaerose 😁😁❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

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honeybenslie knowing they were probably in the same room when those texts send makes it funnier

the car texts was copy pasted straight out of the groupchat and believe me the person the story came from is okay with it, i would know. ☆ taglist; @treehouse-mouse @disneyprincemuke @yansbolobao @leilanixx @judespoision @vellicora @bborra

[evan-buck]

DOCTOR WHO The End of Time: Part II

[vampyrfagg]

Image ID: A very grainy photo of Ray Toro looking directly at the camera wearing '2007' glasses. End ID.

[gomzdrawfr]

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Happy Lunar New Year!!

credit:

Art Reference

I wanna thank my friend waffle for helping me with Raven's dress rendering <3 they really kicked started the coloring process (I was not going to color)

also Price's dragon pattern was traced and altered from this

[yuzuuu4]

happy new year's kiss

[jimimn]

look at how cute 🥺 also look at the hand size difference look at how tiny jimin's hands are compared to seokjinnie's its making me bawl 😭 (cr. namuspromised)

[dragon-spaghetti]

Happy New Year 🎉 here's to a wonderful 2024!!

(Please click for better quality I had a fight for my life w this one it took more than 12 hours 🥲)

[deoidesign]

My comic is so pretty...

The hiatus is letting me take a little extra time on these episodes, and I'm definitely putting it to good use!!!

[baggy-holmes]

Requesting a final ass picture for 2023 pleaseeeee

with 15 minutes left to spare ;)

[miiversian]

L - The Prologue to Death Note: Spiraling Trap (Nintendo DS, 2008)

[hey-hey-j]

I refuse to learn how to draw Trolls properly leave me alone

anyway: headcanons for BroZone pre-movie. They all grew up in the Troll Tree, except for Branch, who would hatch a little while after the Trolls escaped and founded Pop Village.

- Before Branch, John Dory was the original survivalist. I like to think his current perfectionism stems from paranoia and a genuine desire to keep his family safe and together. Especially after losing their parent/parents.

- They all had individual styles before John forced them into a more uniform aesthetic during their boy band days

- Clay's "Fun Boy" persona resulted from him always using humor and relentless optimism to keep the family's spirits up while living in the Troll Tree. This was an act.

- During this time John and Bruce had the most tumultuous relationship since as the two oldest, they had a lot of disagreements about how to best protect their brothers—John wanted to shelter them as much as possible while Bruce wanted them to be allowed to be kids as much as possible.

- Floyd: the original baby of the family ♥️

[the-broken-pen]

Hey can you do one about a villain with teleporting powers

The hero woke up gasping, scrambling upright in bed as the back of their neck tingled in warning. Their eyes darted around the room, blurry, before settling on the far wall.

The villain watched them, idle and unimpressed.

The hero’s lungs, traitorously, forgot how to breathe. They wheezed slightly, one hand clenching onto the blanket, the other sliding underneath the pillow for their knife, where–

The villain hummed, and the hero’s attention snapped back to them at the same time they managed to draw in a painful, terror-addled breath. The villain’s gaze was unnerving as they flipped a knife over their knuckles.

The hero’s knife.

“You,” the hero managed, but they couldn’t think of anything to say, and they were so tired and their pulse was jackrabbiting in their ears.

The villain seemed to know this.

“I warned you,” they said. They didn’t even sound mean about it. Just a gentle reminder–hey, don’t forget to check the mail, hey, it’s your mom’s birthday, hey, can you feed the dog?

‘If you keep interfering, I will hunt you to the ends of the Earth and make you stop. There is nowhere I will not find you. Do you hear me? You cannot run from me, so don’t make me chase you.’

The hero swallowed.

“I didn’t think you would actually do it.”

The villain nodded like they had expected this. “You’ve learned from your mistakes, though, yeah?”

The hero knew the right answer. They knew that the proper response would be to slide off the bed onto their knees, to swear in every language they knew that they wouldn’t do it again. That the villain would be the only one allowed to splash blood onto the streets of their city, and the hero would choke on the pain of doing nothing and stay silent in it.

“You knew I wasn’t going to listen to you,” the hero said, and it was accusatory. The villain shifted slightly. “You had to have known I wouldn’t stop just because you threatened me.”

The villain shrugged one shoulder. 

“Of course I did. If you were the type of person who would have stopped, I would have killed you instead of giving you a warning.”

The hero’s grip tightened on the blanket. “That doesn’t make sense. If I was going to stop then why kill me–”

“I don’t believe in weakness,” the villain interrupted. Their gaze was searching and heavy on the hero’s face, knife still spinning over their knuckles. “Which is why you’re alive, because you have never been weak.”

The hero’s jaw tensed.

“You wanted this.”

The hint of a smile pulled at the villain’s mouth.

“Of course I did. You think I didn’t know you would try and run? You think I didn’t know exactly how you would react the moment I threatened anyone in that cursed city?”

“So you weren’t actually going to kill anyone?”

“Oh, no,” the villain corrected. “Of course I was going to. They don’t matter to me.”

The hero’s stomach turned. 

“Those are people–”

“They’re a drop in an ocean of humanity. You know better than to think I would care about something so trivial,” the villain said.

“They’re not trivial–”

The villain sighed, harsh in the darkness of the room.

“I bore of this. Get dressed. We’re leaving.”

The hero jolted back.

“I’m not going anywhere with you.”

The villain sighed again, as if they were dealing with an unruly child and getting a headache for their efforts. It sent the hero bristling like an angry cat.

“There’s nowhere you can go that I can’t find you. You know that, right? There is no end of the line for this. You can drive until you run out of gasoline, until your feet bleed, and you drain your accounts of money. And I will follow, and I will leave every person who helped you nothing more than a stain on the ground, until you decide the trail of bodies isn’t worth avoiding me. Is that really something you want?”

The hero set their jaw, rising to their feet. 

“You won’t find me,” they swore. And the villain–

The villain laughed.

“I know your face. Of course I can find you.”

The hero was missing something, and the lack of knowledge felt like a sword over their head. 

“I don’t–”

“There’s no way you would have known,” the villain said gently, like they knew how much it bothered the hero that they were missing something that was apparently vital. 

They probably did know.

The hero glared.

The villain looked on the verge of another laugh.

“Once I’ve seen a face, I can find a person anywhere in the world. No matter how far. That’s all I need. You could go to the other side of the planet, and I could teleport to you without a second thought.”

The hero gaped.

“Any face?”

The villain paused. “Yes.”

The hero’s throat went abruptly dry.

Any face–

“You could do so much good,” the hero said, and their voice broke slightly. “Do you know how many people you could save? Natural disasters and missing persons cases and–”

“You misunderstand me.”

“You could–”

“I don’t want to do good.”

The hero stopped.

“You don’t want to do good,” they said flatly.

“I am not a good person,” the villain said. “I don’t want to do good. I want power, and I want to do as I please, and I want you.”

The hero was going to be sick on the wooden flooring. They were barefoot, and weaponless, and that fear still ran up their spine.

“I am a person. You cannot have a person.”

“You are a glorious, powerful being,” the villain countered.

“That doesn’t make me less of a person.”

“No,” the villain agreed. “But it does make you something other than trivial. How could I do anything other than want to have that?”

The hero backed up a step.

“You can’t have me.”

The villain matched them, silent even as they stepped forward.

“You plan to run?”

They sounded amused.

The hero supposed that was better than anger.

“Stay over there,” the hero said shakily. The villain obliged, settling their hands into their pockets. Like this was a means to an end. They had flipped to the back of the book and read the ending, and were watching the hero catch up to the scenes they had already seen played out. The villain’s eyes burned into them.

And abruptly, skin going cold, the hero realized there truly wasn’t a way out of this for them.

The villain would never let them be. They could run, like the villain said, and the villain could kill every person who so much as looked their way. They could hide, and stumble through cities and down alleys and the villain would always be around the corner. 

They had little doubt that every other person in this shitty motel was already dead. 

The villain grinned like they could read every thought as it crossed the hero’s face.

“Where will you go,” the villain said. They stepped forward until they were close enough to touch. 

It wasn’t really the sort of question that wanted an answer.

“Everyone else in this building is dead, aren’t they?”

The villain cocked their head, as if to say, Come now, you know the answer to that.

The hero didn’t think they would ever be able to draw a full breath again.

“Where,” the villain said, soft like a secret. “Will you go, little hero?”

It felt like dying. It felt like reaching out to help someone a second too late. A second too slow to catch the building as it fell. The wrong side of a fire before it blew up.

“With you,” they whispered, and the villain smiled wider.

“What was that?”

“You heard me,” the hero snapped, and thrust their hand out. The villain took it without hesitation.

They tugged the hero into them, leaning to slot their mouth next to the hero’s ear. The hair on the back of the hero’s neck stood up.

“You could do so much bad,” the villain whispered, and the hero ground their teeth hard enough to hurt.

Anger flared bright enough to drain every ounce of fear from their body. Because this was the worst case scenario, wasn’t it? What could be lost.

“Every step you make, every blow you deal and fire you start, I’ll be there. And I'll stop you. Again, and again, and again. You want me?” The hero bared their teeth. “Then have me.”

The villain tugged them closer, and laughed.

“I look forward to it,” the villain replied, and then darkness swallowed the both of them whole.

A week later, a team of agents entered the motel to find it coated in blood and the smell of death.

A month later, everyone knew there was a fight of immovable power and unstoppable force shattering its way across the world. 

A year later, the victor panted through a bloody grin, bruised and crackling with vicious unleashed power, and laughed. Because truly, the ending had been on the horizon since the moment the two of them had first met.

[peppermint-moss]

dnd oc design commissions from December! and happy new years everyone! 🎉

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[flightrising]

Happy New Year!

Tundra Dragon

Genes: Blue Iridescent/Twilight Flair/Ice Underbelly

Apparel: Winter Wind, Ice Aura, Winter Spear, Snowfall Robe, Chillspike Crown

[microbes-in-hats]

Great news everybody, it is once again the Year of the Microbe! Rejoice!

[leadshootingcupid]

G'mornin'.

Been a long year.

First one I've been on this 'net thing for.

Forever ago, one of ya asked what my favorite holiday is. I hadn't really thought 'bout it before, but I said New Year's. 'N yea, it still is.

'S a ripper thing we all made it another ring around the sun 'n got a holiday to show for it. 'N I like me some fireworks too, heh.

New beginnings are right hard, but that's life for ya. 'S good we have it.

Anyhow, I thought 'bout it 'n buzzed my hair.

Somethin' new for '76.