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[pacificgrimsarc]

@lvebug | kirk & andie

"Oh, that old thing? That's—" he musters up every last bit of strength in his crashing-from-coffee body not to yank his notebook from her hands or slam it shut— "that's nothing. Just doodling." He blushes; the pages are open right on a drawing of a blonde girl with heart-shaped sunglasses and a megawatt smile who looks coincidentally, mysteriously, like Andie herself. And right next to it, less embarrassing but still of note, is a rough sketch of somebody who's been making the news around town lately: somebody by the name of Lovebug. He'd drawn this person right after witnessing them swinging by near the coffee shop, where he and Andie were right now.

Kirk wears a polite smile, though it's obvious he wants two things: First, to close his notebook before she can notice the fact that his drawings of that blonde girl bear a resemblance to her, and second, to hide in the backroom in case he doesn't get away with it. There's a chance Andie's totally oblivious to it, though, so he nonchalantly leans a palm on the wooden counter separating them, Kirk on the side with the espresso machine and she on the side with the stools and the people. "You, uh, want a refill or something?" he asks.

[yellowumbrella134]

pov: You vibe-checked her so hard she fell in love (it's not the first time Suki's done this in all fairness lmao)

They👏have👏some👏amazing👏fics👏

[raptureshots]

pretend i said something REALLY funny here okay <3

[psychedelicdrool]

[boobgoogler]

Maya Fey and Miles Edgeworth's very normal experience at a con!

[sleepis4theweak]

IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY??? HAPPY BIRTHDAY

SYDUEDJEHBC

THANK YOUUUUU!!!!!!!

NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM

[unitleada]

❝ Every technology money can possibly afford and you're telling me that no one is able to get a better fix on that-that thing out there! We're right in the heart of London for gods sake! ❞ Hands placed on her hips, casting a nod towards the half a dozen screens mounted to the wall before her. All six displayed a similar image, albeit from different vantage points, the same grainy, CCTV footage of a Cherry Blossom tree peering out at her, smack bang! in the middle of a suburban street.

One could be forgiven for assuming it was some sort of street art, or political demonstration. Under any other circumstances she might've assumed as much....had UNIT not received intel of government lines being tied up left right and centre, tens of eyewitnesses phoning in, swearing that they had seen that tree falling to earth! Barely an hour later and they had mobilised, she and a small elite team in an unmarked van, parked as close to the site as possible, the entire road cautioned off and under armed watch. She wasn't about to go taking chances.Certainly not in such a densely populated area.

Biting down on the inside of her cheek, Kate mulled over her options, knowing very well that there was really only one way to get the best view of this thing.. ——And then, as if it was some preordained sign from above, a distinct whirring sound echoed over the comms. There was no mistaking it. She knew the TARDIS when she heard it.

In the next moment, her UNIT issued firearm was in one hand, the safety switch disengaged. Her other hand reached for the door handle. Osgood's protests rung in deaf ears, "Ma'am I really think we should wait for more intel. How can it even be him, I mean, it isn't usually .... " ❝ a police box, I know. ❞ And yet, how could it be anyone else? ❝ You are all to stay put, awaiting further orders until I have a clear visual, is that understood? ❞

She could sense the concern, but, faithful as ever, a chorus of "yes ma'am!" followed her out of the doors. A brief nod to the soldiers standing guard and they allowed her past, finding herself standing mere inches from the tree now. She could hear it clearly out here, without the static of the comms. If this was the Doctor's TARDIS, then the sound was slightly different to what she remembered. Although she supposed, that could be another factor of the chameleon circuit. Still not a very good disguise, she noted. If it was him. Well. There was only one way to know for sure. Kate took a deep breath, reached out with her free hand, and rapped her knuckles sharply upon the tree's trunk, mindful of how foolish she must look in this moment.

@chloevlinder / accepting

[warmsol]

i miss makoa and elia so much but my motivation to story tell is at zeroooooo

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

Guys poll time <3

[choco-dawn]

fhdskjfhds you know what fuck it. honestly, i havent really been drawing much stuff besides D&D things. i know most people wont care but. might as well post some here just to post SOMETHING. sorry y'all. i love my D&D characters alot.

[delicatepoets]

BESTIES!!!! wish me luck pls! omg im so nervous in my car lmao

[lovesickgoose]

I was thinking of doing another drawing before the weekend, but alas I am feeling uninspired by things. I'll see you next week 👋

[full-tiltboogiearc]

— @someotherdog liked for a starter // in a true blood world

"You ain't ever gon' get through these people, you know that?"

Ford's voice cut through the chatter in the restaurant. It was a rather off-color statement of him to make—and never mind the fact that he wasn't a man of many words to begin with—but one of his grievances with living in Bon Temps was hearing the constant debate about whether vampires were good or evil. And Merlotte's on a night after the discovery of two dead humans, each with fang-shaped bitemarks, was more rampant with ignorant opinions than usual. More evil than good, no matter the other's admirable attempts at being civil, preaching don't judge a book by its cover.

Ford, a vampire himself, knew better than to spend time at places like Merlotte's. With the sentiment towards vampires growing more hostile by the day, he was safer in Fangtasia, despite disagreeing with those in ownership. But a resident for more than a century now, Merlotte's was one of the last few places in Bon Temps to get an honest good bite. (No pun intended.) Even if he could only drink Tru Blood, he sho' missed the biscuits and gravy they served all day. Recipe never changed after all these years.

He looked up at the other and shook his head. "You's wastin' your breath. Smarter than all 'em combined and multiplied."

[ofluminance-a]

“  you could’ve gotten yourself killed! you could’ve— fuck!  you scared the shit outta me.  ” / for ochakoooo <3

she could have, katsuki was right. what she'd done was stupid and reckless. but.. had their roles been reversed, ochako didn't have a doubt in her mind that he'd have done the exact same thing.

somedays, they were too alike for her liking.

unable to look him in the eye, ochako simply nods her head in acknowledgment of his feelings and words. what was she supposed to do, or say? it wouldn't change the outcome, and he would still be upset.

feeling the metallic taste of blood on her tongue from her split lip, ochako wipes it away with the back of her hand, and then proceeds to remove her weighted gauntlets, letting her wrists breathe. the moment played again in her mind like a silent film: a child falling from a rooftop, debris falling faster than she can float. & the only thing on her mind, was catching that child, even if it meant the debris came falling down on her. & it did.

her head ached, she was covered in ash and soot. thankfully, the child was safely with his parents. at least ochako had some solace in knowing that the child was safe-- but.. she had risked herself in the process. yet, isn't that what a hero does? hazel fights against the strain of afternoon light. when she looks up, ochako is reminded again of the potential concussion she might have, and yet, all she can say is: " i know, i'm sorry-- i just.. reacted. "

but, had she gotten katsuki's attention a moment before leaping off the building after the small boy, maybe this whole thing could've worked out differently. a lesson, for another day.

" i'm sorry. " she repeats in a firm tone. " you're right.. i should have done a lot of things. including, asking for your backup. but, it all happened so fast -- and the child was.. screaming. i-- " tears welled in the corners of hazel eyes, and before she knew it, ochako was hugging herself.

hugging--- her middle. " you should know, in case something were too, uh-‐ you know. " there was a pause, and with it ochako takes a moment to grasp at any remaining courage she has. this was something she'd been meaning to tell katsuki for some time but, there never was a good time, was there?

" i-- i think i'm-- " the tears fell freely now down ochako's cheeks and before she fell down, she sat down. as soon as she said the p word, it would all become real. her career would be over. & what would katsuki think?

head in her hands amidst the broken debris of the falling building with sirens echoing around them, ochako --- cried. suddenly only able to think about how scared the young boy was looking for his mother before the building gave out. " -- p-pregnant. "

[maurine07]

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[sleepis4theweak]

Pspsps-

Hello, fam

Im here to tell you that you should make a dystopian design of your sona~

Why?

So me and papa bear (and auntie kredena as well I think?) Not left alone~

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

something like this:

I'll come back and redesign this/explain choices later <3