#i've had this in head for a while
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lotus-pear · 6 months ago
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learning to love
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deadpoets · 6 months ago
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RORY GILMORE + SNOOPY
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thats-a-lot-of-cortisol · 1 year ago
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I know a lot of people have drawn Astarion in the Fallen Angel pose but I think it suits Wyll just as nicely, especially considering his story arc & relationship with his father
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willowser · 10 months ago
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HMMMMM bakugou being just. the absolute picture of sin.
he works overnight and comes home early in the morning, around 3 or 4 am or so, and you greet him and give him a kissy and ask how it all went. and even though it's still dark outside and he's been working for twelve hours—he's still coming off patrol, right ? so he's still got some energy left, and he eats something and takes a shower and winds down as you fall back to sleep.
and it's not until much later in the day that he wakes up, early afternoon, and you're kind of tiptoeing around so that he can get his much-needed rest. you slip into the closet of your bedroom for something and you think you're gonna get in and out without a sound, but his hearing is so attuned to just about anything and everything at this point.
so rough and raspy, he grunts out, "what're y'lookin' for?" and you whip around real fast and he's just—
half sitting up in bed, bare back leaning against the headboard. an arm behind his head, so that his bicep is tense and round and stone-solid. stretched like that, his obliques are more prominent, taut and rippling up the side of his ribcage. he must have gotten hot while passed out, as he usually does, because the comforter is all askew; one of his legs is bent, the fine hair a dark gold in the waning day; the other is hanging off the bed, lightly swinging as he watches you, and the blanket has come down enough that you can see the bulge of his thigh muscles beneath his stupid tiny black boxer briefs.
and he's just so. man. in every single way.
(his hair is flat on one side, too, and his eyes are still a little puffy from sleep—but you think that adds to it, all in all)
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eldritchstormisanartblog · 5 months ago
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SALVATION,
DAMNATION
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canisalbus · 1 year ago
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✦ 2023 summary of art ✦
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zu-is-here · 5 months ago
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(s)wet dream(s) ♪
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carrotsofthepirabbean · 2 months ago
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bttf au where they send Jennifer (criminally underused) to retrieve the sports almanac to avoid the tremendous problem of Marty accidentally meeting himself, which instead causes some tremendous other problems
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zivazivc · 6 days ago
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“Your hair…
“Les…
“Leslie.”
“Mmhm?”
Les barely stirred in his sleep and the iridescent golden speckles in his dreads already started to dull and the rest of his hair started to darken. It was as if a large cloud had just passed over them and blocked out the sun during this uneventful, pleasant afternoon nap.
Floyd snapped out of his surprise, but only partially as he fisted the desaturating hair in a thoughtless attempt to hold onto the fleeting moment. But much like sand, the harder he squeezed the quicker the color and shine drained between his fingers as Les roused.
Sensing Floyd’s distress, he quickly lifted his head.
“What’s wrong?”
Floyd felt tongue-tied, still stunned from what he had just witnessed. He was staring at Les—the familiar dark-haired Les that he knew all the quirks and details of better than the back of his own hand—, and who he was now trying to picture with the out-of-nowhere sparkles and saturated brightness. But he hadn’t even noticed the change appearing, and by the time he realized what he was seeing, it was already gone.
“Your dreads…” he finally blurted out, “they were golden.”
The crease of worry between Les’s brows smoothed out into a more relaxed look of confusion.
“It’s just a dirty yellow-green color,” he said while glancing to the right, at his three dreads flopping over the side of his face. “But I guess it sometimes looks a bit like gold in the—”
“No, I mean for real. And your hair was bright,” Floyd cut in, “like, as bright as mine.”
Les hesitated, trying to process Floyd’s steady wide-eyed expression, before pulling a strand of his dark purple hair in front of his face. He inspected it carefully but decided it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary the way Floyd claimed.
“My hair’s always been this shade. Are you feeling okay?”
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discardedtower · 1 month ago
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''The world is cold and lonely...'' Part 1/4 Part2 Part3 Part4
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wingsthephoenix · 4 months ago
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hello alternative horror tumblr. do you hear me
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cinnamon-flame · 9 months ago
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I'm trying to figure out a Winter design that I like, this one is okay but I feel like I can do better
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bearsandbeansart · 1 year ago
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Why are they fighting? There are no wrong answers.
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mars-ipan · 8 days ago
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ONE VERY SPECIAL HAJIME HINATA !!!!!! new year's kisses for the birthday boy :)
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nattravn-art · 8 months ago
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Lost in the depths of the Lake
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lulu-draws-stuff · 1 year ago
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Friends forever ?
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