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i will never stop talking about how perfect Tommy is T_T
#like this question alone#please he's perfect T_T#and that smile#and buck just being completely down and nodding#like yes yes this is okay#this is more then okay#i need more T_T#please i love them and i need more#never get over their kiss tho#911 spoilers#911 abc#911 on abc#bucktommy#evan buckley#tommy kinard#buck x tommy#911 show#911 gifs#911 buck#911 tommy#tevan#kinkley#tommy x buck#tommybuck#my gifs#911 s7#911 7x04#oliver stark#lou ferrigno jr
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AYO EDEBIRI as Sydney Adamu WILL POULTER as Luca THE BEAR SEASON 3 | Episode 10 - Forever
Are you close? Yeah. Kind of best friends and kind of lost touch, so. It's nice to reconnect. Yeah, especially when it literally is like a best friend that you saw every day of your life and you kinda went through this sort of battle together.
Bonus:
#the bear spoilers#the bear s3#the bear#sydney x luca#sydluca#sydney adamu#luca the bear#ayo edebiri#will poulter#the bear fx#tvandfilm#cinematv#the bear hulu#sorry y'all but bye sydcarmy and i am now a sydluca shipper!#cuz how these two have more warmth in one scene than anything sydcarmy had all season????#i need sydney to get a partner that actually listens to her instead of arguing#and she radiated such feminine energy in this scene and omg if that don't show how relaxed she felt around him and safe too omg i need more#next season i better see him courting her cuz i'm done with whatever was up with carmy this season#they've literally destroyed any hope of sydcarmy even happening at this point :(#and look how he reacted when the other guy walked in - he wanted to be alone with sydney!!! T_T#AND THEIR HEIGHT DIFFERENCE OMGGG MY BIGGEST WEAKNESS!
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💖 DAY 4 SNEAK PEEKS! 💖
Hiya Angels!! ^^ Here are some of the Out Of Context™ screenshots I recently shared with the 14DWY Discord boosters... Who also have early access to Day 4 as of right now!
So if you'd like to skip the wait and go on that aquarium outing with [01010111 01101000 01101111 00111111] right now, feel free to join the Discord community and boost the server! Otherwise, keep checking Tumblr and Twitter for more updates and screenshots ^^
#14 days with you#14DWY#yandere#yandere VN#yandere visual novel#yandere OC#Yippeeee I love forgetting about other relevant tags <3333 /silly#🖤 — spoilers.#🖤 — updates.#🖤 — shut up sai.#💖 — 14 days with queue.#<- Except it's scheduled lmao#''recently shared''..... Ignoring da fact that I'm a month late on posting them here jgsdjhgsjdg T_T#Anywasy!! If all goes well; Day 4 will most likely be made public after my birthday!!#I still have a few more screenshots I need to share first hehe
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vw sketches (id in alt)
#vashwood#vash the stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#trigun#trigun maximum#sorry for how teensies some of the text can be T_T please read the id if you can't see them...#ive been sketching a lot these days - testing out some new stuff... i think I've tested enough though and need to start making#more polished work again orz... drawing is so endless... both positive and also Reluctantly negative#only bc my time management is terrible#ruporas art
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Kurvitz stresses that Kim doesn't actually have a character sheet hidden in Disco Elysium's code. Imagining that Lieutenant Kitsuragi has only one natural attribute point in Motorics helps the ZA/UM team to understand the depth of his character beyond what's referenced in the game's dialogue. "We just came up with this stuff for coherency," says Kurvitz. "And because we're nerds."
"I like to think Kim has a Thought Cabinet project called Revolutionary Aerostatic Brigades that he's worked on since he was a teenager," Kurvitz says. "This raises the learning caps for his Reaction Speed and Interfacing."
Kim's high Volition skill makes him impervious to prying, Kurvitz says, as the detective can find out on occasions being met with Kim's brick-wall resolve. Kim often chastises these whims of the detective's, but will occasionally play along. The Lieutenant finds his new partner funny, says Kurvitz.
Kim is naturally shit at Motorics and thinks Harry is funny source
#THE GUY WHO SO MANY THOUGHT WAS THE MISSING MOTORICS BUILD IS BAD AT THEM#and thinks cop types are stupid <3#the bajillion points in authority make even more sense. he probably has a lot of natural points in the purple skills?#(addition: so empathy too T_T !!!)#so this means he had to put a lot of points in composture on purpose. and had to learn how to sew and repair motorcarriages the hard way?#the interfacing learning cap is higher but he still had to put points in it to have more than 1#his perception is abysmal and it stayed so#his hand/eye coordination is also bad. his shooting posture is horrible. I wonder how he got to 7/10#I want to poke this nerd with a stick#disco elysium#release the kim character sheet now. what the hell is volta do mar I need to know#he must have volta do mar. h/e coordination. kinetic dressage#(and something related to authority)#they're all in the clothes in the zaum atelier
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"Actually, at first, I couldn’t really picture how it would work, but after they got into their characters, I feel like everything just blends perfectly together, and they’re adorable together."
THAMEPO | SPECIAL
#thamepo#thamepo the series#heart that skips a beat#william jakrapatr#est supha#estwilliam#williamest#thamepo heart that skips a beat#thamepoedit#my edits#gmmtv#thame po#HAND HOLDING WITH INTERTWINED FINGERS MY BELOVED#I NEED MORE SHOWS TO MAKE THEIR CHARACTERS HOLD HANDS LIKE THIS T_T
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s2 + golbetty centric episode prayer circle 🍎💝
#adventure time#fionna and cake#golbetty#golb#betty grof#adventure time fanart#art tag#fionna and cake spoilers#(living in my dream world where the apple has to do with betty)#(and we will see her point of view or how she feels about her godhood ill take anything I just want more screentime with her)#(she doesnt even need to speak i dont mind a silent golbetty episode as she does her things. incomprehensible god)#(sorry for rambling i have a lot of thoughts positive and negative. but overall i need a season 2 i need more time with these characters..)#(anyway stay safe every1 please dont start hitting each other with rocks over the finale T_T)
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tennis
#death note#light yagami#l lawliet#eyestrain#?#i like shapes and colors AND patterns#fun combinations of all of those things#anyway i feel like i don’t talk in the tags on this blog as much as i used to. i need to do that more how else will i make more ppl#parasocially in love w me…..#so hmm. i graduate in less than a month which is exciting bc school sucks ass and i want to be done w it forever (until i decide i want#to go for a masters that is T_T) and have u guys heard abt the mcrtour? making mefeel fucking craaazyyyyyy yes i’m gonna try for#tickets. and perhaps even visit some beloved mutuals in the process. and fool that i am i never finished my last scarf but am wanting#to start a new one but this one is for someone so perhaps i will have more motivation to like. actually finish it lol. knitting btw. i am#not very good at it but it is a good skill to have and crocheting is my mother’s thing and i like the look of knit better. i got yarn the#other day and i was like ough am i remembering their favorite color correctly but if not i can just die forever or smth. i’m not sure#what pattern i wanna do or if i want to add a second color or anything but like i have a small collection of yarn that i got when it was#on sale like crazy so i’m sure i can find smth that will complement my base color if need be#okay i’m done goodbye
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Celebrimbor: Sense has chased you your entire life, but you are faster.
Annatar: ...
(source: x)
#i was planning on doing a text/theory post today but I think we need levity more urgently atm#please excuse the picture quality I am really new to making these things T_T#can you tell i loved how celebrimbor took sauron apart with words?#meme#humor#trop crack#twitter post#trop#the rings of power#incorrect quotes#celebrimbor#annatar#sauron#silvergifting#spoilers#(tagging spoilers just to make sure)#mine#my trop memes
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the fish that keeps appearing all over my recommended only that he's out of jail and happy
#✁ | freshly decorated | ✃#roblox#sebastian pressure#sebastian solace#roblox pressure#pressure#pressure sebastian#the way I just copy and pasted these tags because I really don't know what tags he would use#he makes me so mad I literally downloaded roblox because I was curious of him#AND I GOT THE WOMP WOMP LINE?????? I WAS SO LIKE. never speak to me again#also I've been only drawing him for a week it's driving me insane get him OUT#it's so bad getting muses because then suddenly you can ONLY draw the muse I hate this stupid fish#(loving)#also random but#I like to think that if he did manage to escape the blacksite#the idea where like#he can only live in like more rural areas (probably living with someone to help him um#get food#domestic life kinda thing#but like I just think like being cozy. drinking something hot. being next to the fireplace to be warm#warmth being something that he lost a long time ago and it feeling so nice that he can feel it with someone he loves#or cares idk#i need to shut up I WILL LITERALLY JUST SUDDENLY WRITE A FANFIC IN THE TAGS IF I CONTINUE ANY LONGER T_T
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*screams very quietly* Something oh so very tender soft about Fadel drinking himself tipsy-drunk in episode 5 to enable himself to let go of his control and lay himself on his back for Style to make him come undone vs Style drinking himself tipsy-drunk in episode 1 to gather the audacity to pull Fadel flush against him and lay himself back against the bench for Fadel to callously fuck his frustrations out on him.
It's the way Fadel is drinking to let himself go for Style but Style was drinking to force Fadel into frustrated action.
It's the way neither of them were interested in opening up to the other person in episode 1, the way they are purely concerned with their own very separate goals, and the way episode 5 was a coming together of a mutual desire for a deeper and more honest connection.
It's the way Style was utterly selfish in episode 1 and how careful and tender and achingly selfless he is in episode 5.
It's the way their actions may look the same on the surface, but the motivations and the context and the way they now know some of the most intimate and tender spaces of each other's hearts now, that makes their growth and journey so very evident.
#like just... how drastically different the TONE is in both these scenes#how much fadel has opened up and accepted his own desires for more than the half-life he was living#i need to stop but my brain keeps running on overdrive#i'm genuinely so emotional wrung out about them#the heart killers#the heart killers the series#fadelstyle#stylefadel#thk ep 1#thk ep 5#thk meta#<my posts>#the parallels keep on parallelling in the most achingly beautiful way T_T
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DPxDC A Boy and His Pit Demon
Danny
The world was green, green, green. Green beans, bean soup, Soup Time. Soupy, soupy Soup Time.
Would Soup Time hurt now?
Most things hurt now, because he was broken, broken, broken, but not the green. Green, green, green.
Green isle, green sky, green eye, green soup.
He paused.
Green, green soup. He liked green, and he liked soup, but maybe he didn’t like green soup.
“No eggs, just soup. I am not Sam, I am not.” He giggled quietly at the thought of amethyst eyes encircled with black and purple paint and approached the lake of green.
It smelled like Soup had been left out in the sun to rot.
“Hot rot, hot rot.”
He laid a clawed hand over his icy chest. Food was mean. Sometimes, food fought back.
Food fights, fighting food, union fight, fighting Soup? Hot-rot green soup.
He was so hungry, but hot was bad.
Ice core, hot sore, hot-rot soup.
He was already so broken, broken, broken, and green was good.
The hot-rot soup was hot, and he was ice, but it wasn’t fighting back, and it might be nice.
What did he have to lose? Lost friends, lost home, lost mind, lost all, found Soup.
He liked green.
He hummed happily before diving headfirst into a pit of rancid, fetid ectoplasm leaving the Infinite Realms behind.
Damian
Damian was nine years old, but that wouldn’t stop him from being the best the League had ever seen.
He was almost there already, of course.
He’d even won a fight against his mother once.
Of course, Damian had set many traps on the battlefield in advance, but it was only proper to use every tool that one had on hand.
Damian moved smoothly through his training stances, clearing his mind of all thoughts except executing his actions flawlessly.
He had perfected them years ago, of course. He was not a baby, and he’d been practicing with the blade since he was four. It was important to keep all of your weapons, sharp, however, and ones own skills are the most valuable weapons.
He often practiced near his grandfather’s pools.
It was a place where few had permission to go unless accompanying his grandfather, after all, and the soft green glow was pleasant to be near.
It could be dangerous, of course, but Damian was not so foolish as to risk falling in while healthy.
A sound caught Damian’s attention, breaking him out of his fluid routine.
His head whipped towards the Lazarus Waters which had begin to froth and bubble violently.
Damian had never seen such a reaction before, but he’d heard from others what it meant.
Rarely, perhaps once every five decades or so, a demon would rise from the pits.
There was nothing even the best trained assassin could do against them.
They were strong, fast, unkillable, and the only thing you could do if one set its sights on you was pray for a quick death.
Damian straightened his spine and squared his shoulders, readying his blade. If he were to die, he would do so with his pride and strength in place.
He only had to wait a few moments before a nightmarish head rose from the boiling pool.
It was blacker than night, seeming to suck the luminescence from the waters around it. Its eyes were slitted, with sclera the same toxic green as the pool’s waters. Its mouth was a nightmare of serrated fangs bared in the parody of a smile.
Damian raised his chin defiantly to death. “You do not belong here. These are my grandfather’s pools.”
The demon’s head tilted far past what any human would be capable of, and it let out a low, static-filled hiss. “Hungry, hungry. Play, play?”
Damian gritted his teeth. He had never heard of a pit demon ever speaking before, and the thought of it wanting to play with its food before it ate him brought him nothing but anger.
If he were to die, he was going to do so with dignity.
Damian sniffed. “No. One does not play with their food.”
The creature let out another awful sound like lightning or a windstorm before its gruesome maw stretched even wider. “Fight food.”
Damian took a deep breath before he let it our slowly and pointed his sword at the creature. “Then let us fight.”
The creature rose slowly from the water, revealing a small, thin body, but Damian knew that size mattered little when it came to the power of a pit demon.
It was almost human in the same way that his mother could be called almost nice.
It had a head, a body, two arms, and two legs.
However, its limbs were too long. Each of its hands had five skeletal fingers each ending in a razor-sharp blade. Its thin legs had an extra joint, and its stance hurt Damian’s spine just to look at as it floated above the pool dripping toxic water that could kill or poison the living.
“Fight,” it growled in a voice filled with the cackle of a broken League communicator.
It did not try and dodge or evade as it spend towards him, claws outstretched, and Damian thought he might get at least one good hit in before he died.
Damian’s blow struck true, right at the demon’s center of mass, but it didn’t slow its momentum in the slightest, and Damian barely had time to get out of its reach before its claws could impale him.
He spun quickly, keeping the creature in his sights as it turned on the ground, back arching like a cat about to pounce.
There was no wound where Damian’s blade had struck, only smooth black skin, darker than night.
Damian growled.
It was still playing with him. Still making a fool of Damian, even in his last moments of life.
Damian shrieked, darting forward and aiming a blade at the pit demon’s heels.
If he could injure it somewhere delicate, maybe it would retreat back into the waters.
The monster laughed, unnaturally twisting its legs out of reach and back into the air without a thought for the limitations of gravity or basic anatomy.
Damian pivoted, slicing upwards at the beast’s exposed face, but the being only caught the sword in its bare hand.
Damian had a solid grip on his sword.
One of the first things he’d learned, mastered before the age of five, was how to keep a firm grip on his weapon while maintaining enough flexibility for rapid movement.
The moment the creature wrapped his hand around the weapon, however, it was as if his favorite blade was as insubstantial as a cloud, and it went through Damian’s hand in an instant.
The demon laughed its monstrous laugh again, tossing the beautifully forged custom blade behind itself as if it were a common stick.
Damian knew he would die from the second he’d seen the pit demon emerge, but it was worse to know how insignificant of a threat he posed.
With a flick of his wrist, he unsheathed and threw a poisoned dagger at the creature. It whizzed between its eyes, and the creature turned its sharp smile to watch the blade sail away.
It wasn’t fair!
The creature dropped to the ground in front of Damian, assuming the deplorable fighting stance of a seasoned street brawler, and Damian brought his own fists up at the ready.
If this monster was going to toy with him like a cat with a mouse, if it liked to play with its food, Damian would be sure to win at least one game.
The pit demon was even smaller on the ground, barely reaching Damian’s own chest, and Damian grinned savagely.
He never got the chance to fight someone smaller than himself.
In a quick movement, Damian darted forward, aiming a blow at the demon’s shoulder.
Damian wasn’t sure what surprised him more, the fact that his attack had landed, or the fact that the creature hadn’t moved a single centimeter from the force.
Damian ignored the stinging in his fist and decided to count it as a win. He’d never heard of anyone ever landing even a glancing blow against a pit demon, not even when a dozen of Grandfather’s best had been fighting one together.
The demon threw a half-trained punch at Damian, and he stepped to the side to grab its wrist, hoping he could use the momentum against it and throw it to the ground, but his hand passed through the creatures arm as if it wasn’t there at all.
With the distraction, Damian almost didn’t notice its other hand whipping out, and Damian could do nothing as the monster hit his diaphragm with enough force to knock the air from his lungs and send him tumbling backward to the ground.
He heaved in a deep breath and squeezed his eyes shut as he waited for the killing blow to land.
He had fought well and landed a hit against the untouchable.
A soft weight settled against his chest, and Damian’s eyes flew open.
The pit demon had settled on top of his chest. “Brave, brave, boy. Fights well, so young. Good fight.”
Damian shuttered at the being's sharp fangs so close to him, but tried to take pride in knowing that even a true pit demon thought him a worthy fighter.
His mother and grandfather might never know, but Damian knew that he had done his position as Heir to the Demon proud.
The creature moved its face toward Damian’s exposed throat, and he prayed for a swift death.
The creature nuzzled the underside of his chin before growing limp and beginning to hum softly.
Damian froze in confusion.
The pit demon’s mass shifted, black body becoming almost like a liquid as it pooled around his neck and over his chest. “Good boy, good fight, like boy.”
Damian knew he shouldn’t provoke the pit demon. He knew that. However, he had already played the monster’s game and wouldn’t sit passively until it decided it was ready.
That was one indignity too far.
“Are you not going to eat me now?”
“Eat!” The pit demon screeched, purring hum coming to a sudden stop. “Fight food, fight boy, eat food, like boy. Boy fight, I fight, like boy, eat soup.”
Damian swallowed. The pit demon spoke English, and Damian was fluent in the language. He was not as sure that the pit demon was fluent, however, with how little sense it was making.
“In return for sparing my life, you would like soup?” Damian tried, furrowing his eyebrows.
A hand reemerged from the black mass that was the pit demon, and a clawed finger pointed at the Lazarus Waters. “Ate Soup, green Soup. Sam I am not.”
Damian didn’t know how not being named Samuel was related to drinking Lazarus Waters, but that was irrelevant to the small, absurd hope rising in his chest. “You are satiated after consuming my grandfather’s… soup, and you have no plans on eating me?”
The demon wheezed out another crackling laugh and patted his cheek. “Funny boy, funny soup, like boy, keep boy.”
Its sharp hand melted back into its body, and it resumed purring.
Damian’s mind raced at the implications.
He had fought a pit demon, he had landed a blow and impressed the creature, and it seemed that it planned on staying.
Damian had– He had been the first to impress a demon with his fighting prowess, and he seemed to have won its loyalty.
He had always known he was destined for greatness, of course, but never in his wildest dreams had he imagined this as a possibility.
Damian laid a hand carefully on top of the purring monster on his chest. “If you are not Samuel, then what may I call you?”
The demon rumbled and hummed, pressing itself into Damian’s hand. “I am P4NT0M, I am Dan, I am not Dan. I am Phantom. I am Danny.”
Damian wrinkled his nose. Most of those names were unacceptable, but he supposed that he could make due. “Phantom, then. Welcome to Nanda Parbat. I am Damian al Ghul, grandson of Ra's al Ghul.”
The creature purred more loudly, and Damian ran a hand along the monster’s cold brow.
Damian grinned and sat up, cradling the black purring mass against his chest.
He was Damian al Ghul, first of the League of Assassins to ever earn the respect of a Pit Demon.
He would also be the first to tame a pit demon.
#dp x dc#danny phantom#damian al ghul#pit demon danny#inspired by fanart#but i cant find it now T_T#Another of those Danny crawls out of the pits stories#I'm thinking Danny knew not to go to Vlad after the Nasty Burger explosion but got caught by the GIW#but like#the moral of this story is that its okay to be broken#some things you cant fix and dont need to be fixed#no mental stability for danny#damian starts adopting early#Little baby man?#ha!#no.#More like little vicious lunatic
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yeah, erm, spelling - not their strong point.
#good omens#good omens 2#goodomensedit#goodomensgifs#shax#s2e5 'the ball'#gifs#i made this#i just love shax's costumes and hair#i've had this idea for a gif of this scene for a while#someone else has probably already done it haha#i wish i were faster and had more time T_T#this was a real blood sweat and tears editing experience (k maybe not blood)#i learned some tricks for my poor girl's freeware-only gifmaking process tho!#rip the quality of the third gif :'( but i wanted to include the whole thing#(rip the quality in general sorry obvs still need to work on sharpening)
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ATLA doodles
#art#fanart#ATLA#avatar the last airbender#aang#mai#ty lee#azula#june#i needed to start drawing heads/faces and i thought that avatar would be a good way to start getting used to it#especially aang since he's a lot of simple shapes#def need to do this more cause it was a lot of fun#though i did spend way too much time finding pictures on pinterest than I did drawing.... T_T#but what else is new
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science team-tober day 7: clones
prompt list | science team-tober sideblog
#hlvrai#coomer#scienceteamtober#potionbarrel#something quicker/messier today since i was absolutely wiped out and feeling bad T_T#no idea why today turned out that way but. glad i still managed to have something#going to try and stick with this for as long as i can#and take breaks as needed so i have more energy for the prompts i like best
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SKULLY HAS RAIDED MERA'S BLOG!!!???
Skully over shining Zuzu?
UNFORTUNATELY...... yes,,, (˃̣̣̥ᯅ˂̣̣̥) WAAAA I AM SO SORRY, ZUZU!!!! My heart is just too big and I fell for the dead guy with his Victorian rizz and kiss addiction. I couldn't help it...... he charmed me. This obsession is terrible, dear Izuna!!!! OTL he's completely taken over my brain,,, a parasite that I can't shake!! >:(
He's so precious,,, my beloved King of Halloween, oh how I adore you most ardently. <3 I wish him nothing but peace and happiness forever hehe.
#twisted chit chat#video-game-luvr#AND THEN THEY KILLED HIM#THEY KILLED HIM AND NOW I'LL NEVER KNOW HAPPINESS 。°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°。#i need to write so much angst and fluff with him to cope with this sadness in my heart...#how is twst going to let me have a meaningful bond with skully and then RIP HIM FROM OUT OF MY ARMS?!?!?!?!#the amnesia is bad enough now they have to make him dead too T_T#when i catch you twst... when i catch you!!!!!!!#i need to write him in the plot of 'saishuu senkoku' where he's a lousy grim reaper trying to get you to commit suicide and reap your soul#but because he's so bad at his job it only makes you want to live even more just to spite him#something something skully inadvertently helping you find the will and meaning to live#something something the final declaration of 'i want to live' rather than 'i want to die'#skully with that song is so *chef's kiss* to me#my favorite mafu song... everything about it is just so good#AAAA I RAMBLED A LOT ;;;;
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