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vmmay · 22 days ago
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I wanted to re-draw this super cute post from Mayy!! Look at these dumb dumbs 😕
different Billy ver under the cut (I couldn't decide)
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liv0 · 1 month ago
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Elphie's little smile when Glinda does the shimmy is sooo cute
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And Glinda smiling back, they're so cute I'm obsessed
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yrsonpurpose · 7 months ago
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You and me probably end up going for all the same parts together.
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mctwinkdom · 18 days ago
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Oscar, his three sisters and their two dogs :(
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sugashook · 2 months ago
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doodle
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alexturntable · 3 months ago
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ScuderiaFerrari Scuderia Furrari 🐶
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cayleeuhithinknott · 2 months ago
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exhausted was an understatement. you were absolutely drained. you’d been up on your feet waiting tables since the sun practically rose until now—9pm.
and on top of all this, you still had to clean up your apartment, make a dish for your family reunion tomorrow, and go to the grocery store. it’d been an exasperatingly long day, and it was about to get even worse.
to add to it, you hadn’t seen matt in 3 days. you’ve both been so busy and you so tired, so there was never really time. you’d both agreed you probably weren’t hanging out tonight, either. so with that being said, when you’d finally sat down for 15 minutes before you’d planned to go to the store for groceries, all you could think about was matt. so, of course, you shot him a text. but, of course, your apartment’s cell service sucked, so you had to text him on snapchat as if you were 13 years old.
you
im so insanely tired today was way too much
i think my legs are going to melt away
you hit send with sigh. of course, you get an immediate response.
matt🤬(💞)
is my angel tired :(
do you want me to come over baby?
you
i dont wanna bother you
matt🤬(💞)
never.
be there in 10
you
i love you ☹️
matt🤬(💞)
i love you angel
actually make that around 30 i gotta do something
weird.
you set your phone down, and began to relax some more, getting comfortable under the throw blanket. and as expected, around 30 minutes went by before you heard someone unlocking your door and stepping in. it was matt, of course.
“hey, baby” matt said, kicking the door shut behind him and setting something down on your kitchen counter. you turn around to say hello, only to notice the tons of grocery bags sitting on the counter in front of him. he’d gone to the store for you.
“matt…you didn’t…” you say, getting up from the couch and making your way over to him. you weren’t the greatest at accepting help, and matt knew that. but he was never the type of person to not help you out when you clearly needed it.
“do what?” he asks, feigning obliviousness.
“go to the store! publix! they’re so expensive, matt.” you reply, gesturing to the publix bags filled to the brim.
matt laughs. laughs.
“i know you’re pretty tired, angel. but, i’d never let you go shoppin’ with your legs about to give out.” he teases, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.
“well…how much were they?” you ask, feeling guilt settle in. matt hums, glancing in the bags. “probably like…95 bucks.” he answers, turning his gaze back to you. your eyes widen. half the time you would deny him spending even 20 dollars on you, let alone 95.
“oh gosh…hold on, let me go get some cash to pay you back-“ you set off to your room to grab your wallet from your purse. yet, as soon as your journey started, it was ended by matt grabbing your wrist and pulling you back over to him.
“absolutely not, angel. you don’t need to worry about that.”
“but-“
“no buts.” he gently presses a finger to your lips, shutting you up. you sigh in defeat. “good girl.” he murmurs with a soft smile, ruffling your hair.
but, you’ve gotta stand your ground somehow.
“i’m paying you back at some point!” you cross your arms. you notice ingredients for mac and cheese in the bags. matt knew you always made it for family events.
he shook his head, his hand moving to your shoulder and rubbing it. “no, you’re really not.” he protests. “but, what you are gonna do is go sit your pretty little ass on the couch while i cook up this mac and cheese.”
“what?”
“you have a family reunion tomorrow, no? you always make mac and cheese. it’s my turn. so go on and relax.”
God, you loved this man.
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cutie little blurb cause im lazy 🤩 hope you enjoyed sweet soft bf matt causeeee i have some silly things cooking for him and chris!!!! yayyyyyyyyy
love u and remember to love urself💞
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ventique18 · 6 months ago
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This line is so stupid btw "Hey did you know that the library gets reaaaally quiet so you can meet me there at 1pm tomorrow and I'll show you"
LIKE OF COURSE IT'S QUIET. It's a library. He's really just a dumbass trying to flirt but fumbles so bad like omg
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jinikaris · 29 days ago
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FELIX | SKZ CODE EP. 66: TRAVEL LOG #4 AUSTRALIA ♡
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kindred-spirit-93 · 2 months ago
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thetis and her grandbaby
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the second panel originally was going to read "hes mine now" lol.
achilles probably jumped in after his mother (who went to show off to her friends), forgetting that neo is very cant breathe under water XD
look at his tiny lil hand holding onto her robes dfghjk. held my baby cousin last night and shes so light and squishy ahh. very babbly too :')
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grinsgrimmy · 2 months ago
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Hi! How are you? I’m new to your blog and I’m loving every second of it! You really captured the male mcs really well and I’m so happy to find you in the community!
I saw your request is open! May I ask if I can request a drabble?
Can you do a drabble of Carcel Escalante from The Broken Ring: This Marriage Will Fail Anyway? Wherein Reader has been shutting out Carcel from her room and it made him anxious, so he sneaks into her room and was surprised to see a portrait of him in a big canvas drawn by Reader? A surprise for his birthday supposedly?
You can decide how will you end it! Again, Thank you so much and have a wonderful time! <3
S E C R E T .
ㅤᯓᡣ𐭩 𝖢𝖠𝖱𝖢𝖤𝖫 𝖤𝖲𝖢𝖠𝖫𝖠𝖭𝖳𝖤 𝗑 𝖠𝖥𝖠𝖡!𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋
THE BROKEN RING, THIS MARRIAGE WILL FAIL ANYWAY
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๋࣭⭑ֶֶֶָָָ֢֢֢𖹭 oneshot . (1348 words)
sum. you had been shutting yourself in a room, and it made carcel paranoid
ㅤㅤlike carcel? read carcel drabble .
note : thank you for the request and your sweet words, anonie! im doing fine, thanks for asking!! i try my best to make sure the canon characters i wrote are not out of character. however, im going to be honest, i have never read this manhwa before, but i was willing to pick it up for this request and oh my god i was not disappointed. other than that i went over the word limit AGAIN
request drabble have reopened !!
ㅤ⪩⪨ m.list
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you had been acting odd lately. 
odd enough for it to worry carcel. 
it had been escalating to two days. Every chance he tried to find you when you were supposedly said to be 'busy', it was simply you locking yourself in a different room within the house.
when asked regarding what you were doing inside of said room, you only responded that it was not his business to know. as much as he wished to argue about it, he did not. 
but your husband, he deathly wished to know what it was. 
it did not help that carcel was an easily jealous— no, a paranoid person.
... but you could not be committing liaison within that room, no? 
of course not. you were never the type to do that anyway. 
it was just a thought. certainly.
then, were you sick and you did not wish to worry him?
this entire ordeal left him restless. 
when carcel dared to ask the servants of the house, they all simply went quiet and refused to answer. hell, even the butler remained quiet about it. 
it did not help that during the night, when you both were to end up sleeping together, you acted as if you had not just locked yourself in a room for the entire afternoon. 
he wished to respect you sincerely, but you were not exactly helping his paranoia either. none of the people in the house was going to ease his anxiety either, for god knows why. 
by the third day, his patience was wearing thin, and so was his beauty sleep. 
every time he closed his eyes, thoughts of what you could possibly be hiding gnawed at him, unraveling all sense of reason. 
the servants' silence only fanned the flames of his paranoia. 
as midnight drew closer and the house had fallen quiet, carcel made his decision. 
sneak into the room you had locked yourself into for three days. 
was it disrespectful of him? certainly, but it was definitely a lot more disrespectful that you never told anything nor said anything to your poor ol' worried and concerned husband that was sulking outside of the door every afternoon like a kicked puppy. 
carcel managed to slipped out of your shared bedroom and quietly headed through the halls of the house until he reached that room. 
he stared at the door for a few seconds, debating whether he should genuinely enter without your permission. it felt as if he was committing a crime. 
carcel's hand hovered over the handle. With a breath held in his chest, he slowly turned the knob of the door. The door easily gave way without resistance, making him debate whether to enter or not.
after a few seconds, he stepped inside. it was dark, save for the faint glow of the moon coming from the window without a curtain. 
carcel immediately noticed a large object near the window. he stepped closer, his eyes adjusting to the low light. 
and he saw it. 
he guessed it was a large canvas on an easel covered by a cloth to hide the painting underneath it. without thinking twice due to his sheer curiosity, he pulled the cloth away to reveal the painting behind it. 
it was unfinished, yet there was a line art that revealed—
his own face. 
captured in delicate yet stunning detail. 
carcel's heart stilled, his eyes glued to the rough sketch lines and the unfinished fine brush strokes of the paint. 
it was him. 
the sight took his breath away. 
from the calm expression to the unfinished paint, every brushstroke speaking of hours of careful observation from you.
carcel could see where you had tried to perfect every feature, wanting to commit every detail of him. a devotion he never realised you had for him. 
you had been painting a portrait of him? 
this entire time? 
that's. so. cute!! 
the realisation melted into a giddish glee within his heart, a blush crept to his cheeks immediately as he giggled to himself. 
his wife is so cute as always. 
while his giddish glee, he noticed a writing that he initially missed by the corner of the canvas. his eyes widened when he read it. 
'happy birthday'. 
just how oblivious could he be? his birthday was a week away, and this was his... gift. his birthday gift. 
damn it, you were too cute for him. 
carcel could feel his heart beating. he was completely flushed, laughing like a lovesick teenager to himself as he admired the artwork.
all the restless hours, the jealous little thoughts, thinking you were sick and all the paranoia— it seemed ridiculous to him now.
you were holed up in this room for days, creating something immaculately sincere and gentle. 
it definitely caught him off guard.
his wonderful, talented, genius of a wife.
he felt like a fool for forgetting that you picked up on painting a few months ago.
with one last lingering look at the painting, he left the room quietly. his heart felt lighter than it had felt in days. 
he managed to slip back into bed, and a gleeful smile spread across his face. he glanced at your sleeping form, blushing red.
placing a gentle kiss on your sleeping self's forehead, he tucked himself to bed, not without tucking you closely to his chest. 
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the next morning, you managed to find out that carcel had entered the room. the cloth of the canvas you had once draped over it was on the floor. 
you deduced it was carcel. all of the servants knew that you were making a surprise gift. this had been meant as a surprise.
a heartfelt, intimate gift for his birthday. and now, thanks to his impatience (you did not know you locking yourself in the room was making him paranoid), the secret was spoiled.
frustrated and albeit disappointed, you tracked down carcel. you found him in his bedroom, having a briefing with the butler. “carcel escalante!” you yelled as you barged into his office. 
sensing your anger, which was uncharacteristic of you, carcel sat frozen on his seat— terrified to see why you were angry at him. meanwhile, the butler left the office due to your furious state. 
carcel gave a nervous smile. “what's wrong, dear?” he asked shakily with an unsure expression, sweating. it reminded you of a child that was caught rummaging in the cookie jar.
you placed your hands on your hips. “you went into my art room, didn't you?” narrowing your gaze, you frowned.
you could see the colour drained slightly from his face when his realisation dawned on him. 
oh, right. 
he forgot to drape the cloth over the painting. 
he spent begging on his knees for forgiveness, which you stubbornly did not appeal to.
carcel followed you around like a guilty shadow, imploring for you to show him mercy.
he tried to argue that it was due to you acting so strange, hence forcing him to investigate what happened, but you still refused to forgive him.
when you announced you would not give him the painting as a gift since he ruined the surprise. 
carcel felt his world shattered. he could feel himself wanting to burst into tears. he whined and sulked at your decision.
by the end of the day, he was practically at your feet, giving the best puppy eyes you had ever seen from him.
carcel begged and begged for you to finish the painting and give it to him by his birthday, despite it no longer being a surprise. 
carcel even teared up at the prospect of no longer receiving the very thing you put countless effort and devotion into.
though it was fun, on your end, to witness carcel murmuring every variation of apologies, you did relent and promise you would finish the painting and gift it to him.
that alone made him sprang up with joy again, kissing you all over with glee.
although, he could not promise he would not do it again due to his paranoia, he made sure to forgive you in a different way that night.
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thelone-copper · 2 years ago
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LIL GUYS CUZ MMMMBRAINROT
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They are silly guys they are so sillyyycydychhdhd
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@clownsuu GET PINGED RRAAAAHHGHHGGHFHFHFJF🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
I’ve been wanting to draw them for so long in their human forms oh my fuckifmng god
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djevelbl · 2 months ago
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OMG WAIT. IS HE SHOPPING FOR KABOODLE???? P L E E E E A A S E TELL ME HE'S SHOPPING FOR KABOODLE OH MY GOD THAT'S ADORABLE--
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frenchkisstheabyss · 8 months ago
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✨X reader fics be like…
“You slipped into his spare teeny tiny smol shirt that was so baggy on you”
“He smiled and gave you his cozy oversized hoodie to cuddle into”
“Wearing his shirt that he couldn’t fit anymore”
✨ Meanwhile me in my bias’ clothes…
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suffering-asthmatic-tifosi · 2 months ago
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This has probably already surfaced the internet but….
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dible-png · 7 months ago
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Drawing ultraman rising doodles through the wrist pain 😔✊ (expect some more in the future)
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