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sole-draggui · 2 years ago
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Hey! ✍️✨❄️
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Just some faces of people I made and some that came out of my head 💫
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pancriastubb · 1 year ago
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He volvido chabales
Te amo miss pauling ❤️❤️❤️❤️ (realmente di todo de mi en este primer dibujo)
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doughyduo · 1 year ago
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he volvido
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mploupe · 2 years ago
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He volvido, esta vez con una imagen de mi OC, diempre habia querido probar combinar sketch y color en la misma capa así que hice este dibujo rápido para probar me gusto bastante y fue muy divertido jajaja. #drawing #dugitalart #art #ocdrawings #ocdrawing #oc #digitalpainting https://www.instagram.com/p/CoJG96Wpxj2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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comodin · 2 years ago
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"ALWAYS parte 5 💚 Sí, de verdad tiró al piso a Loki, y una Mujer Bonita entra al juego." -@alicerovai Acá he volvido. No estaba morida ni nada. XD XD Solo quiero decir que me MATA MAL el último panel con Fem!Loki y esos ojazos azules que tiene!!! 💕💕💕 #alwayscomic #lokius #lokiseries #mobiusmmobius #alicerovai #marvel #traducción
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dntnhu · 3 months ago
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he volvido a Tumblr, siempre se m olvida q lo tengo
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completito-italiano · 4 months ago
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Completito vuelveeeeeeeeee
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05rkiv · 4 months ago
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he volvido
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enbuscadealas · 5 months ago
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Qué vergüenza es mirarte y ver que me miras
Pero más da no tener la certeza de que lo hacías
De que me hice ilusiones en la cabeza
De que quizás de algún modo aún me encuentras atractiva.
Chinga a tu madre, a tu padre y a tus hermanos
Por no obligarte a quedarte en tu puto estado
Por dejarte venirte de vuelta
Y que no te atrevas a acercarte a mi puerta.
Que se pudran todos tus sueños,
Y que te deje la otra en el olvido
O mejor, que te aburras de ella muy pronto
A ver con qué cara te arrastras conmigo.
Porque al chile eso soy para ti
Una extraña cuando hay compañía
Una más que tachaste en tu lista
De tontas que nos creímos tus mentiras.
Sueña conmigo seguido
Anda, y cuéntaselo a tus amigos
Diles que yo soy la mala
Que más mala por ti me he "volvido".
Jódete y vete al infierno
Ya no quiero mirarte de nuevo
Esfúmate entra vapores y escarcha
Ya no te debo ninguna lágrima.
Al demonio con esto que siento
Mejor me quedaba con la pinche duda
Qué vergüenza haber estado contigo
Qué poca madre me tengo.
Y me viene valiendo reata si vuelves s hablarme
Cuando quiero que lo hagas de todas formas ni te acercas
Este pinche vacío que solo tú llenas
Para una rechingada me sirve.
Vete, ándate hijueputa
Llévatela contigo si quieres
Que si de no tener gracia se trataba
Conmigo tenías menos que nada.
Ya ni sé qué es lo que emputa
Que me ilusionaste o que me cambiaste por mi polo opuesto
Carnosa, alta y con hoyuelos
Versus flacucha, chaparra y con papada.
La neta ojalá que te deje por un vato
Que te duela que la cojan mejor
Que te enteres que todo este rato
No duró ni por tu labia mayor.
Que se le acerque algún pito que le parezca agradable
Y que logre de raíz arrancarte
Si yo mentí diciendo que sí me gustaba
No me imagino todas las que has llevado a la cama.
Y si en efecto pasa alguna de esas dos cosas
Que te deje o que se vayan las dos a chingar a otro lado
Puedes contar conmigo
Para terminar de joderte.
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fcknotagain · 8 months ago
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HE VOLVIDO
estaba con temas de la U :p
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sol-mariem26blog · 1 year ago
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Me pregunto:
Me pregunto por qué estoy de nuevo en el punto de sobre pensar hasta llorar?
Me pregunto por qué pienso tanto en ti pero de una manera decepcionante y nostálgica?
Me pregunto por qué he volvido a la etapa de tener sueño y querer dormir?
Me pregunto por qué tengo un deja Vu de emociones de cuando era adolescente?
Me pregunto por qué siento que cada vez me pierdo y siento que no estoy?
Me pregunto porque me siento sola estando acompañada?
Me pregunto el por qué sigo pensando en que algún día me dirás algo?, eso me desespera.
Me pregunto el por que estoy volviendo a preocuparme por lo rápido que pasa el tiempo?
Me pregunto el por qué siento que alguien que siento familiar desde antes, me vigila todo el tiempo, quisiera saber quién o que es?.
Me pregunto por qué sigo cayendo en este cuadro de ansiedad si busqué ayuda para esto?
Me pregunto por qué si los antidepresivos iban tan bien, porque volví a recaer?...
Me pregunto, siempre me preguntó y nunca se cómo responderme...
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raulmotos · 1 year ago
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he volvido
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emolgay · 8 years ago
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holi
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sonofolimpians · 8 years ago
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Ok basta de boludeces y a retomar Tumblr. 
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sapphirewolf1122 · 5 years ago
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¡¿Por Qué Eres tan Flaco?! (Why Are You So Skinny)
Request/Summary: Fatgum/Reader fic where Reader owns a Latin restaurant that Fatgum frequents and reader sees him in skinny form and pretty much yanks him into her restaurant and holds him captive at a table that she fills with food for him and she pretty much mother hens him and by the end of it he's just like "marry me"
Word Count: 1,268
A/N: So this was a request by @gemstoneconstellations that I finally got around to; sorry for the long wait, hermana. Thank you to @crazythypoon for helping me with the translation, as well as your patience and encouragement. Also, this takes place in the Vigilante timeline; idk why I chose to do that, it just felt right. 
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Propping open your restaurant door, you started setting up the sign that listed your special of the day. Today, you were offering pernil relleno con mofongo with a choice of either maduros or arroz con gandules for a side. 
When you’d first decided to move to Japan and open a borinquen restaurant, most of your family had had their doubts and strongly discouraged you. Even you half-expected to be returning home after barely a year with your tail between your legs. But the response had been a lot better than anybody thought it could be; it helped that you had no problems learning the language. You had to admit though, your success wouldn’t have been half as great if it weren’t for your star customer. 
Right now, you were working on getting your liquor license. When it came time for the holidays this year, you wanted to be able to sell some coquito. You were even looking into getting some moonshine from home...God, you missed Puerto Rican moonshine. 
You also had some recipes you wanted to try out, but those you would run by your favorite customer. He’s been your biggest supporter since coming here and you liked to test dishes on him. But you hadn’t seen him in a while…
As a hero, it wasn’t abnormal for Fat Gum to seemingly disappear for days at a time. But you still worry, him being the brawler that he is. Last you heard, he was helping with some sort of investigation. Something about the instant-villain drug that had been circulating recently.
Sighing, you stood outside your shop, hands on your hips. Scanning the crowd, you started wondering whether to send out the cart today. The weather was good for it. Plus, it might be a good way to check up on Fat...ugh, perhaps you were obsessing too much. It’s not like you were his girlfriend…
Shaking your head at yourself, you turned to go back inside and tell your employees to prep the cart but the sight of someone stopped you.
Walking towards the shop was a man covered in bandages in a yellow hoodie, reminiscent of Fat Gum’s; it even had the signature black F and G on the bottom. In fact, with the mask, hair color, and the fact that he was currently munching on takoyaki, you almost thought it was Fat. 
Except he was too skinny. Everyone knew that Fat Gum’s quirk was fat absorption, so he had to keep his body fat percentage high. This also meant he had a pretty big appetite. The amount of times he had caused you to sell out from just a single visit…
Yes, there was no way this was Fat...he would have had to expel a great deal of energy in order to reveal his skinny form...but he was known to be a brawler…
The man had caught sight of you and, with a large smile, waved at you. Your eyes widened in horror.
Before you knew what was happening, you were running towards the hero, yelling at the top of your lungs.
"¡¿Que carajaro le paso a tu goldura bello! ¡¿Quien te hizo esto?! ¡Estas tan desperdiciado! Como pudiste ser tan inconsiderado de ti mismo. Tenias que venir directo a donde mi, te hubiera volvido a tu ser usual en menos nada! Esto es lo que te pasa cuando te pones a peliar en vez de defender, idiota. Ven te voy a dar tanta comida que nunca mas vas a poder volver flaco otra vez! Como pudiste dejar que esto pasara... " 
As you approached, Fat froze, out of shock or fear, you weren’t sure. “___, you okay? I can’t understand you, you’re not speaking Japanese. What’s wrong? Why aren’t you using your quirk?”
Your quirk was languages. After listening to a native speaker only a few times, you were able to speak the language perfectly yourself. It’s how you managed to get by in a whole new country. But when you got angry, you lost control and reverted to your own native language.
Once you’d reached the hero, you started inspecting him, poking at the large hoodie. Not a bit of fat left...in fact it was all muscle...shaking your head, you glared up at Fat Gum, momentarily regaining control of your quirk. “What happened?”
He shrugged, which only infuriated you more. “I told you I had a mission and the situation called for the full extent of my quirk. And before you say anything about brawling, there was a bomb; I had to absorb the explosion before people got hurt.”
The next part came out with a chuckle. “Y’know, I don’t think I’ve ever heard your accent so thickly before…your quirk normally masks it so well.”
Scowling, you replied, “That’s because you’ve never seen me angry before. ¡Vamos!”
With that, you grabbed him and started dragging him into your restaurant, grumbling the whole time.
"Idiota, te tienes que cuidar mas. ¡¿Y si un villano te encuentra asi! AHH!?, estarias indefenso ."
You ignored the bystanders gaping at you; they seemed to know better than to interfere though. There was something about an angry boricua that made others cringe in fear. Even Fat Gum accepted what was happening and stopped struggling. 
Once inside, you started barking orders at your employees. 
“Start preparing everything on the menu. And I mean everything! I want alcapurrias, todas las empanadas, sorullitos, emparedados, bacalaitos, tostones, las entradas y postres también! ¡Ahora!”
Knowing better than to argue with you, your staff got to it. Placing Fat Gum at a table in the back, you told him to stay, whether in Japanese or Spanish, you weren’t sure. But he seemed to get the message. With a stern nod, you waved one of your waiters over to get his drink order. While they did that, you went and closed the door, locking it. No one was coming in until you got this sorted. 
With that, you rushed into the kitchen, putting up your hair and grabbing your apron. You were going to make sure your gordo precioso was going to get the best there was out of this restaurant. 
You served him all of his favorites and more. You started with the aperitivos, then onto las entradas. You swelled with pride at the look on his face when you brought out the pernil relleno con mofongo. This wasn’t a special you served normally. You also went all out with arroz con gandules and arroz amarillo con habichuelas. 
After that, you moved onto desserts. Guava cakes, bizcocho de batata borinquen, flan in almost every flavor, tembleque, arroz con coco; even guava empanadas. 
It was hours before you finally stopped bringing out food. Watching as he finished the last of the desserts, you nodded in approval. He was finally looking like his proper self. 
“Feeling better, Fat Gum?” Though still kind of thick, your accent had lessened considerably now that you’d managed to regain full control of your quirk.
The BMI hero looked up at you, his usual large grin back on his face. “Greatly. And please ___, call me Taishiro, even Toshi.”
Your mouth dropped open. “B-but I thought first names were reserved for those close to you in Japanese culture. Forget nicknames.”
“Yes. And you have definitely earned that right. In fact, ___,  I have a very important question to ask you.” The grin suddenly disappeared from his face as he stood up, towering over you. But you didn’t have time to process the look before he suddenly dropped to one knee, his big hands grabbing hold of one of yours, practically making it disappear. .
“Will you marry me?”
Wait...what?!
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A/N2: Please note that I though I was able to do the foods and such on my own, I had help with the large translations. Here are the English translations as I originally wrote them; the foods you can either ask me or Google. 
-  What the hell happened to your beautiful fat? Who did this to you?! You look wasted away! How could you be so reckless?! You should have come straight to me, I would have gotten you back to your normal self in no time...this is what you get for being a brawler...you’re coming with me, you idiot. I’m going to feed you and make it so you’ll never be skinny again. That you could let such a thing happen…
-  Idiot, you need to take care of yourself. What if a villain caught you like this, huh? You’d be defenseless…
Thank you for reading!
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hojitasdemaple · 3 years ago
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Bueno he volvido :D
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