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Donnie's Visions (apocalypse Seer Twins comic) Part 5 (complete!)
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I should wait until tomorrow to post this so i can make sure i didn't miss anything. But i don't particularly want to wait. It's the last part and i just really want this to be fully complete (post and all.)
anyways, i hope you enjoyed this comic! I am very glad to get to check one thing off my to-do list.
#tmnt#rottmnt#seer twins au#apocalypse timeline#my doodles#i did most of this comic this week#like i had only two pages sketched out before wednesday#had the whole thing sketched by friday#spent the last two days inking and coloring#The end was in sight#i could not stop lol#now i'm going to go read some comics#b/c i just bought a new volume#and haven't got the chance to read it b/c i was focused on this#idk if i'm going to focus on donnieverse or the mif video next#b/c i had a cool idea for the next few parts of donnieverse#so i'm excited for that#but the mif video is all planned out and just needs to be actually drawn#we'll see what i'm up for when i draw next#rn my comics call : )
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"Oh fuck," you whimper out. "I think I feel you in my guts."
"Fuckin hell bonnie, I can see him in your guts," Johnny says, a finger tracing the outline of Simon's cock over your abdomen.
You shudder at the feeling, clenching down harder which makes Simon grunt in response.
They each share a glance, an unspoken agreement made before Simon picks up his pace.
At the same time, Johnny turns to pressing his hand down on the imprint, making you cry out as you throw an arm over your face.
Simon lets out a disgruntled 'tsk' before prying your arm away.
"Let me see you love."
#lol sorry i just could not stop thinking about this#definitely shouldnt have been writing it where i was...#BUT COD MEN MAKE MIND GO BRRRR#simon riley#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#ghost x reader#soap mactavish#john soap mactavish#john soap mctavish x reader#soap x reader#soapghost#ghoap x reader#ghoap
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#Please let this reach the right audience lol#I think he could be either a Barbie or Ken and I debated which one to put when making this#That’s my babyyy#Barbie#Barbie Movie#Barbie Film#Barbie Selfie Generator#Star Wars#Luke Skywalker#Star Wars Meme#Star Wars Memes#I can’t stop making these#Chanel Boots#Don’t Worry Mr. Skywalker I saw your Chanel Boots
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Now that you're gone
#*guy who just spent a full month selling 60 pages worth of comics voice* i should write another comic#this is part 1 of 2 btw. i have another one scripted from aryll's pov LOL#anyway. the concept for this has been in my head for like. years. finally decided to actually write it tho lol#the thought of his family after the initial calamity strike makes me crazy. they lost him. but he was already gone.#he was gone the moment he picked up that sword. could they have stopped it? should they have?#would things have ended any differently if they'd tried? or would it only have been worse for him?#ANYWAY. hi everyone new black and white zelda comic from the black and white zelda comic guy#skribbles#botw#loz#legend of zelda#breath of the wild#totk#tears of the kingdom#OH SHIT. TRIGGER WARNINGS#tw gore#tw suicide#tw suicidal ideation#<sorry 4 forgetting at first LMAO
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Shout out to @thebibliosphere for existing, and for being open and honest about health stuff in addition to writing some amazing sexy vampires, all while suffering some of the most terrible health stuff. I know I’m not the first or the last person to say this but: uuuh you’re literally the only reason I was able to get an MCAS diagnosis after having this *mystery illness* for my entire life and the past few years having it kick up to 11 and almost dying so many times now all while forgetting how to feel like a person so much that my second dose of cromolyn felt like I woke up from the Long Sleep.
So, yeah. Thank you.
#not cured but better#that’s honestly all I can ask for these days#but seriously#thank you#I saw one post about cross nipple peircings#and then one about#MCAS#symptoms#which let me tell you#was a tonal switch#so strong your heart could stop#lol#anyway sorry to tag you especially when you don’t know me and are Going Through It#I just wanted you to know that you made a huge difference for me#just by being awesome yourself and being open and vulnerable with folks
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Part 2 of Jazz and Prowl in space!
Gonna start calling it Odds of Survival.
Prowl loves entrusting his life to reckless strangers.
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Prowl pulled the release to the airlock and the music was swallowed by the vacuum of space.
Bursting forward, Jazz launched outwards riding the pop of escaping air. The first quintesson had its eye socket repurposed as an ankle bracelet before the second measure even began.
Ah.
Prowl probably should have specified he wanted to try speeding past rather than confront their opponents directly.
Jazz's improvised footwear writhed sluggishly before the mech twisted his ped inside its brain case, finishing it off and turning to face the next nearest opponent.
Odds of survival 26%
The white and blue mech launched himself upwards as the nearest quintesson went for a dive bomb. It's teeth breaking on impact with the sky bridge. Jazz twisted in midair.
They fell in slow motion, back arching against a starlit backdrop. An upside down visor met blue optics. Jazz nodded his head to the side, flicking one horn up and one horn down.
Did he just wink? (#^%)
The falling mech unsheathed a blade from his wrist, driving it through the sputtering quintesson.
Oh Primus has he been flirting the entire time?
Jazz spun, slicing into the next quint to close the distance.
I can not. I can not assume that was intentional. It has to be a cultural miscommunication.
The last two quintessons pounced. Swinging hard, Jazz caught one's jaws with a forearm while he kicked the downed another in the side of the head. The third was attempting to bite into his back but the teeth couldn't get a full purchase on the rounded compact plating.
Odds of survival 22%.
Prowl snapped out of his social etiquette downward spiral. Sprinting from the safety of the airlock door, he knelt behind a large section of external piping, lining up his shots.
Tacnet spun to work.
It was designed to calculate hundreds of possible variations of large scale engagements, including the number of soldiers, type of weaponry available and could even determine the approximate number of ammunitions that would be left over, provided Prowl had enough data at his disposal.
Calculating the marksmanship needed to dispatch three hostiles at medium range while distracted by a highly competent ally?
Odds of Survival 32%
Laughable.
Three shots burst through the thin atmosphere.
Quintesson wreckers were built thick skulled and stubborn. Luckily they came with easily identifiable gaps in their organic construction.
The Quints fell from Jazz, each with a smoking hole where and eye used to be. Jazz looked at Prowl, then the smoking quintessons and back up to Prowl before doing finger guns again.
Speaking of thick skulled and stubborn.
Prowl put on his best Commanders Scowl and pointed in the direction they needed to be currently running in.
Doorwing sensors hiked as he picked up on movement from behind. The incoming hostiles was palpable even in the moons thin atmosphere. Quintessons rarely favored stealth.
Prowl began running.
Jazz kept pace, half turned around to keep track of the incoming troop. Prowl kept his optics locked forward, not remotely willing to risk tripping on the torn apart path.
Tacnet locked on to a large silvery pillow that'd been exposed to the atmosphere.
Expanding LLX Lithium battery. Explosion on contact 90%
Prowl shouted a warning but the air was too thin to carry beyond his own audials.
Jazz will step on the lithium battery in 1.5 clicks (88%) and will be critically injured in at least one leg (76%).
Prowl grabbed Jazz's servo and yanked.
Music erupted in the moment of connection.
Vibrations ran up his arm and across his frame. Inside his audials, Prowl could make out the song Jazz had begun in the airlock. Looking at his visor, mouth agape, only one thought could form in Prowls mind.
How fragging loud is he playing that music?!?
Jazz perked up, and pulled Prowl around in an arc. Multiple sharp impacts thudded into the ground behind him. Prowl turned and almost wished he hadn’t.
Three heavily armored Quintesson bombers equipped with bio-mechanical ballista.
The javelin like spikes were as long as Prowls arm and designed to pin targets in place while the slow moving blimp-like body of the bomber got into position to blow them all to the Pit.
Prowl tugged Jazz in the direction of their objective, refusing to let go in case he tried to launch himself at the bombers. Prowl wasn't sure how Jazz would manage to do so, but Prowl felt an overwhelming nagging sensation in his tanks that he'd fragging try.
Jazz was evidently fine with this arrangement.
As the music pulsed between their palms, Jazz leapt at a diagonal, pulling Prowl along for the ride. The low gravity was so damn floaty. It continually forced Prowl to readjust his footing so he wasn't frantically treading air every time his peds left the ground.
Jazz was evidently fine with that too.
Another round of ammunitions impacted where the two of them had been running.
Their egress began to take on a pattern Prowl was quick to pick up on. It took the bombers 8 clicks to reload, launching at the same time, half a click after musical flair in Jazz's song. At the moment of the flair, the mech would launch them in a nearly unpredictable pattern. After the first two times of nearly getting his arm dislocated, Prowl began catching onto these moments and moved his momentum in sync with Jazz.
They'd started dancing.
The Tactician had an iron fisted focus on matching Jazz’s frankly eradicate lead. The longer the duet continued, the more data he had to work with. Prowl steadily progressed from Reacting to Anticipating. Feeling a core deep satisfaction that came from sinking into mastering a new skill.
By the time they’d escaped the bombers range, they’d made it too the base of the first hurdle.
Their reprieve would only be brief. The bombers would catch up in approximately 50 clicks (88%), giving the mechs a small window of precious semi-safety in which they needed to scale the wall before them.
Prowl craned his helm back at the barrier.
He would not be able to scale it on his own in time (95%).
Could Jazz? (65%)
While carrying him? (19%)
Jazz rapidly tapped his side.
The alien was crouched low, impossible legs bent with potential energy. He tapped his own back, gesturing for Prowl to grab on already.
Prowl threw himself over the mechs broad back. His digits frantically searched for a hand hold, flinching away from nearly digging into fragile vents.
I can’t-
Jazz leapt.
“You’re really grab-able - Isn’t that kinda stupid?”
Stupid stupid stupid.
Prowl skated off of Jazz’s rounded compact plating, that he specifically SAID was supposed to make him hard to hold on to.
He landed hard on his aft, denta clanking together painfully.
47 clicks remaining.
Jazz hit the ground beside him before Prowl had fully gotten back up. Now facing him, Jazz grabbed Prowl by both wrists and pulled him chassis to chassis. Jazz positioned his arms to link Prowls servos behind his helm, then set his own servos tightly onto Prowls waist.
Jazz nodded once, like he was satisfied with what he’d just done.
Prowl made a facial expression that a psychiatrist would find concerning.
42 Clicks.
Jazz nodded again, like expected Prowl to respond in any coherent manner, and lifted.
Prowls legs swung forward on instinct. Following the motion, Jazz wrapped them around his waist. Through the screaming haze of his processor, Prowl had the presence of mind to lock his ankles together as he realized Jazz’s true intentions, and manually aborted the logic cascade that had nearly crashed over him.
Package secured, Jazz let go and started their ascension.
Legs bent at an impossible angle to slam multi segmented peds flat against the metal walls. Despite Prowl’s body blocking most of his view, the alien mech was unfettered by the lack of vision. Jazz hardly bothered with proper hand holds, instead opting for incredibly strong magnetic grip built into his servos.
The magnetic backwash splashed over Prowls doors wings, forcing him to temporarily offline them or risk crippling vertigo. The structure they were scaling shook violently like something large had just irrevocably broken.
This is fine this is fine this is fine this is fine.
At 35 click’s remaining, Prowl centered himself enough to search for their pursuers.
Damn it!
The bombers were a fraction faster than he initially calculated. Six clicks before we’re in range (87%). Luckily, Jazz was more than a fraction faster than initially calculated as well. At this rate, they’d reach the top simultaneously.
No reason not to be proactive.
Prowl found that if he tightly cupped one servo around the back of Jazz’s helm, he had just enough leverage to bring out a side arm. After all, the bombers were already in range of him.
Steadying his elbow over the other mechs shoulder, Prowl took aim.
Five clicks.
The bombers flew in V formation.
Four clicks.
Too heavily armored for a standard sidearm to pierce.
Three clicks.
The lead bomber opened up its front in preparation for combat.
Got you.
Prowl threaded the gap, his shot skirting over the ballista in favor of impacting the bombers prodigious cargo. He watched something spark inside a split second before it succumbed to total annihilation.
The shockwave felt like a single soft papft of a breeze in the starlit air.
Jazz hefted them over the top of the wall, not dropping Prowl in favor of sprinting with him at full speed across the top of the hurdle.
One of his arms curled around to support Prowls back, allowing the Praxian to release his death grip on their helm. Prowl leaned back into the hold, allowing Jazz freedom to see again.
Jazz turned his helm around 180 degrees-
Did not know he could do that did not know he could do that.
- to look at the fire works behind them.
Jazz whistled appreciatively at the sight. He turned back to Prowl, visor locked onto his face as they carried him across the roof.
Reverberating music, nearly crashing, numbed doorwings, and a deeply satisfying kill all followed by a display of casual body horror was making Prowl just a little bit delirious. As a result, Prowl wasn’t entirely sure what expression he was making, just that Jazz was inordinately fascinated with it.
Without looking away, Jazz leapt off the end of the roof.
Prowl watched as Jazz glanced over his shoulder and back to him.
Do a double take.
And then crush Prowl to his chassis.
Jazz’s visor was over bright, both horns snapped completely forward and from somewhere inside his chassis, Prowl could feel some internal component spinning into overdrive, sounding for all the world like teeny tiny screaming.
Why are we still falling.
Prowl turned as far as possible in Jazz’s iron grip.
The sky bridge was collapsing.
Odds of Survival 4%
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Jazz, everytime Prowl one-shots an enemy: I need to get his number.
If you’re curious, the song Jazz is playing can be whatever you like. Personally I kept switching between listening to “I Was Made For Lovin’ You” by Kiss and “I Feel Love” 12” version by Donna Summer while writing.
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OH GOD AHAHJFKFK THIS IS SO FUCKING GREAT HELP
And the concept of music playing between them??? I'm s o l d. "I was made for lovin' you baby" is basically JP OST for me at this point ehehhmgmgm
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Jazz: Hookay I need to transport the machinery from the point A to point B. Focus! Let's go!
Prowl: One of those tiktok videos where you can see some Reddit post and hear AI narrating it while Minecraft parkour is playing on the background. Except it's gay panic instead of reddit post and internal screaming instead of narration and even more gay panic instead of minecraft. ......and everything is overheating probably lmao
Also can you really call it a JP fic if their odds of survival never dropped lower than 10% according to Prowls brain? Ahahjgkgk all amazing JP fics have to do this. It's inevitable and I love it so much~~
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#You made me think of like....#Jazz is impossible to grab unless he wants you to grab him#so whenever Prowl wants to hold/grab/stop him he can do that because Jazz lets him. Like he feels a hand touching his shoulder and stops#or smth#while Prowl is very grabbable and Jazz could just yank him by literally any part of his body lol#Cybertronians made of metal plates with pretty wide gaps between them#also often placed in layers#so Jazz could just stick his fingers literally anywhere and ta daaah~ perfect holder#....well if we don't count the fact that sticking your hands under someone's plates is extremely intimate gesture for those you're close wit#or doctors#where do I lead with this thought#idk. I just think it's funny. Cultural miscommunication do be extremely gay flavored in mecha universe what can I say#mecha writing#mecha jp writing#mecha pilot jazz au#jazz#prowl#jazzprowl
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Prompt 113
“I seem to have been taken hostage.” Batman’s words almost had Superman panic if not for the wry tone, a tone which the others didn’t know if their freaking out was to go by. Clark sighed through the comms, tired after battle and honestly wanting to go to bed now.
“I’ll be right over, what child has latched onto you now?” He asked while switching to a more private channel.
“I can already hear you making fun of me…” Wha- Oh. Clark bit his lip to keep himself from laughing as he took to the air. “They appear to be a pair of twins with…”
“You gotta’ say it Bruce, you gotta’,” Clark couldn’t stop the chuckle when he saw his friend on the top of a building, cape curled around his form in a way usually reserved for the robins.
“... with dark hair… and blue eyes…” That was it. Clark absolutely lost it in laughter.
#dcxdp#dpxdc#Danny & Ellie fell into this world during an invasion were very scared#Latched onto the first semi-ecto contaminated person they found#Bruce gives off slight ghost vibes and feels safe so they aren't letting go any time soon#Could be Superbat might not up to yall lol#Batman is just staring down at the small children who have latched onto his leg and are crying#Look the man is a dad and a hero and isn't going to leave the kids there#It's also highly concerning when he finds out they're not in the system#And their DNA is only half human with the rest being... something who knows#Apparently he's adopted a pair of half aliens but that's not going to stop him#“I could take them if you need-”#“No they're my babies now no takes backs”
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don't interrupt the kage meeting
#narugaa#naruto#naruto uzumaki#gaara of the sand#fanart#everyone stop i drew a background everyone drop everything now#I hated that with my whole heart. I'm going to keep practising#im going to colour this one day but like. not any time soon. LOL. i'll fall into rendering it too#that cny naruto mobile gaara outfit really has me by the throat#anyway they're drinking sake; theyre having fun; theyre being gay#by the way I've always thought it was odd that naruto could get drunk I thought he was immune to poison#but i digress. because theyre both tipsy here#other fandoms#other fandoms: naruto
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you know relationship drama in teufort goes crazy
#team fortress 2#art#fanart#heavy tf2#medic tf2#heavymedic#tf2#tf2 demoman#demoman x heavy#implied lol#i dont think thats really a ship but its here now. this idea showed up fully formed so who am i to deny it#also sorry for making blu demo kinda a bad guy two comics in a row if it helps you can pretend this was all one really good match for him#also its fine they kiss and make up really loudly like three days later#the old farts of new mexico developing relationship dynamics not even shrimp could see#edit: also also we ignore how small medic is whoopsies that will not happen again lol#demoheavy#that IS a tag turns out#how many tags can i put before it stops showing up in said tags now
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ngry
#karkat vantas#homestuck#art#my art#homestuck fanart#last drawing of the night#wish i could do more but#itll have 2 wait#posting 2 stop myself from working on it more lol....#this drawing session has enlightened me 2 the power of basic round bursh...#all these have been one layerdrawings#its a pretty fun process#gonna have 2 try iy out in photoshop 2 at some point
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An Well Made Excuse To Post My Specific Headcanons I've Had Since The Show Came Out
#bro fought his way thru those two only to burn the house down#anyway kdsjfsdf#that doodle and that comic werent actually made for eachother#i just wanted an excuse to post my oddly specific sleep headcanon lol#I like to think Uzi is so restless because shes always thinkin abt smth (whether that be stressful or not)#N sleeps like a rock and usually doesn't move; if its just him and Uzi he'll usually curl around her so she can't fall off the bed#V's had the habit since she was a worker#Tessa would always make excuses to have sleepovers w/ her fave drones#and it was usually J's problem of being cuddled to death by a sleeping V#nowadays the only way V gets peaceful sleep is the reassurance that Uzi or N are still there#hence the N dog plush in the comic dsklfjsldkfj#I have more headcanons of this variety (like for J) but i'll stop here#thanks for reading again! you guys really like to point out my tags and it makes me giggle everytime#anyway BYE :]#murder drones#serial designation n#serial designation v#uzi doorman#envuzi#enzi#violentbiscuitbites#< i seriously love that shipname btw. I love MD ship names#i love having been here so long I could tell you who made the og names everyone built off of. I think fandom is good sometimes (sometimes)
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#my art#daycare attendant#dca fandom#moondrop#<- dca.. they're back in town ...#not tagging sun bc thats just their head :p#anywayyy hopefully this means something to someone. that's all i could ever wish for when it comes to my art#thats probably a bit too sentimental or something but sometimes it's hard to tell if the stuff you make is actually reaching people#or if you're just another person making content to satiate an insatiable crowd#is my art edible? is it a meal to you? is it a one time only thing? does it have any lasting effect on you?#is it just nutrients to sustain you? or is it something that will genuinely stick to you for at least longer than the first second?#i will stop talking now. you can eat my art as much as you'd like but can you at least savor it a little? compliment the chef a little bit?#for the ones who've read this far: this is actually for an AU i've been thinking about recently. i won't be sharing what it's about lol#but if you wanted some context for this... here you go. i'd like to think this has more meaning to it than just being an AU though#and maybe me not disclosing what the AU is will make you think about this post for a bit longer? it's a mystery now....#aaaand i just noticed i forgot the bells on the ribbon on their arm. great. excellent. perfect. whatever
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finished up designs for my nari and lamb! mostly so i could actually settle on designs for them teehee
bonus doodles under cut w some of my headcanons for them :)
i like to hc narinder to still have the ability to read minds :) they have an unspoken little agreement of "tap if its ok to read your mind right now" (which i add in my writing sometimes!)
i think pre-that they kept eachother out of the others mind via. well. basically a swear jar for mind reading. if they get caught they have to give coin to the other. really effective because narinder hates losing and lamb would prefer to keep their money, honestly
my pretty princess also gets a cool scythe. but i decided the way he gets it is evil.
I had the idea of lamb finding an old scythe in silk cradle while on a crusade, showed it to narinder because LOOK AT THIS. COOL AS HELL. and well. turns out thats a scythe shamura had gifted him. he had no idea they kept it!!! suffer, catboy.
anddd some other lil doodles. ok thats all frolics awayyyy
#cotl#cult of the lamb#cotl narinder#cotl lamb#cotl designs#cotl narilamb#<- they are married as hell#my art#I DONT COLOUR PICK WHEN I DRAW THEM ME MAKING THESE REFS WAS LITERALLY SO I COULD STOP BEING INDECISIVE LOL...#ok enjoy (throws petals and does a gay little pose)#also can you tell i dont do lineart that much..... release me.... i need my lineless funnies.....
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This is meant to be after the circus, its non canon to my au but its still my human designs ahshshs. I did this on aggie so its super oversimplified and i didnt have much of a story to begin with buuut i sorta came up with one i guess.
The main idea is that nearly a year after escaping the circus, Jax manages to find most of the cast including Pomni and Ragatha. But he doesn’t tell them about it and instead suggests Pomni visit a local café which he is aware Ragatha works at. They end up having this encounter and they’re immediately drawn to each other but they dont reveal who they really are because they both have doubts. So they end up meeting over and over again until eventually theyre like omg ur the loml!!! bla bla bla they grow old and die together. The end!!
#rudy gave me the idea shsjsj#they just suggested i draw them as humans meeting again and café and i ran with it#i was like i gotchuuu#i coould make this into an actual story but#idk im like sonic making comics nowadays but u guys cant see half of them cuz theyre spoilery#how many AUs is considered too much lol#i began writing a fic something like this… i could finish it maybe.#wtv wtv lemme stop talking shsjssj#ragapom#buttonblossom#jesterdoll#harlequilt#ragatha tadc#ragatha#ragatha fanart#pomni tadc#pomni x ragatha#ragatha x pomni#tadc pomni#tadc ragatha#pomni#tadc#the amazing digital circus#tadc gijinka#human au#café au#question mark
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𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘫𝘬 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴: (118/?)
#btsedit#btsgif#jungkookedit#dailybts#usersky#userpat#userines#userdimple#usersevn#raplineuser#uservans#annietrack#underbetelgeuse#rjshope#usermaggie#usermizuoka#jungkook#*mine#*jkseries#the day we stop putting an absurd amount of yellow in colour grading will be the day#i digress hi hello this man is too fine for his own good#i remember watching this performance in real time & having to take in seeing the choreo/dance break for the first time#that was sensory overload to put it mildly LOL (case in point: the last gif 😳)#i wish i could say i was looking respectfully *coughs*#but aside from that the sets? the outfits as a whole? 10/10#an excellent premiere of a song if there ever was one
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We drove across the state today to set up a photo frame device for my aunt, and introduce her to Bug. While we were there, we took her and her bf to dinner across the street from her complex, and my mom texted to ask how we'd gotten my aunt over, since we're in my dad's fuckoff big truck and she's not able to climb into it. My dad texted back that he just tied a tow cable to her wheelchair and drove over, and my mom texted me to find out the truth but
My aunt laughed until she wheezed and told us to stop being so mean to her sister, but when we got back to her apartment:
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She helped us get "proof" to send my mom because you gotta have a little fun teasing your siblings
#my family#stories about Ked's life#personal#i wish i could share the photo i took of her absolutely losing it#she could barely tell me to stop it lol#also like#ask a silly question get a silly answer imo#we walked over obviously
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