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"what pisses me off is that shoko did not give a rats ass" and yet she smoked a whole pack of cigarettes because she was worried about Satoru and it makes it even worse knowing about the swapping brain plan.
#she really does#she's like satoru actually#both of them bottle their feelings#they don't open up easy#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#reading jujutsu kaisen#shoko ieiri
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I wanna see Evie Snap.
Go batshit. Be pissed tf off.
She deserves it.
#she really does#I often think about her going off on mal#about all the shit from the isle#the birthday party the banishing the closet the sceptor#how she always has to clean up Mals messes and how it’s always about her#just goes OFF#I like imagining Evie like losing it#disney descendants#descendants#disney descendants 2#descendants 2#descendants 3#disney descendants 3#descendants evie#evie grimhilde
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“A full moon is this week…yeeey :)”
#she hates them#she really does#she’s always in pain the next day#diabolik lovers#diabolik lovers rp#dialovers#laito sakamaki#dialovers oc#lillian alexander
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you all think jace is dramatic about snow wait until we get viserra out there 
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Bailu casually clinging to Lingyun as they leave...
@rvinfall
#ic#rvinfall#crack#She loves her cannibal family#she really does#it's just sometimes she feels the odd one out
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Orin: I have Lae'zel, and unless you do as I say, I'll kill her~!
Moon: I would have already killed her.
Orin: *squeaks in hurt honeybadger noises* Y-You have no idea what it's like to work for this! Coddled by your butler-
Moon: Actually, you're just shit at your job. Ya see, that was my last loose end. If you had actually properly spied on me, you'd know that. She would have given me trouble if I don't rescue her Prince. Thing is... I'm quite fond of The Emperor. I plan on sprouting tentacles myself. Lae'zel would have been an ugly and awkward mess to clean up, as I highly doubt she'd sway under any persuasion.
Orin: ...
Moon: Now all I have to do is kill you, kill Gortash, ditch my father, become an all-powerful mind flayer, and live happily ever after with my autistic wizard husband.
Orin: ...
Moon: *leans in* You suck at your job.
Orin:
#she really does#when i saw thats who she kidnapped i just laughed#because that just gives moon so much elbow room to do what she wants#plus keeps orin busy for a while#i never said moon was pure of heart#she very much still has a savage side to her if it means getting her way#or doing what she considers to be logically more beneficial of others#my oc harvest moon#orin#bg3#baldurs gate 3#bg3 spoilers#bg3 the dark urge#the dark urge
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I was getting ready for work and I just thought about the time you told me that you could tell I knew my way around a dick. And I was like ⬇️
🤣☠️
I Love you so much! ❤️😘
I love you too 😆❤️
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baby, i will be anything you want me to be
this is so goddamn cheesy and i fucking adore it loml may
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obsessed with the way she says ‘sshhtEWWWWpiiDDD” in love is embarrassing. ABSOLUTELY felt that.
#she just gets it#she really does#the vocal performance in this song too?? i mean 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼#olivia rodrigo#guts#mytext
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🌪 Eden. :]]
Send me ‘ 🌪 ‘ to catch my muse in the middle of a violent breakdown. Throwing things, breaking things, yelling…
One might consider it a kind gesture – a merciful gesture, even. The removal of beds gone cold, freeing the space of the painful reminder of those she lost. But does this gesture accomplish such a thing? Does the removal of those four beds – the addition of a desk and chair – provide her with any sort of ease?
Objectively? The room is emptier than ever. It's bare, with her bed on one end and a workspace on the other. So why... why does it feel... full? Heavy? Eden clenches her fists; her eyes fixate on splintered wood, and she feels a rage bubble up within her.
That desk. That fucking desk.
If Josie was beside her in this moment, she'd tell Eden there are plenty of reasons they could've done this. Perhaps they needed the beds. Maybe they wanted you to feel more comfortable. They know you're not sleeping.
They. They. –– No. Eden knows who is behind this. It goes without saying; there is but one man who could arrange to have something done so quickly, so tactfully. It's as if he is commanding her through this new arrangement; one bed – she's alone now. She has to accept it. And a desk – get the hell back to work. Orders from her Commander, without a word uttered. Erwin Smith is a devil in the details.
Eden inhales sharply; boot-laden feet all but drag themselves across the room. The air is dense – ghosts whirl about her. They've once more grown in ranks. Faces loved and lost. They already begin to blur. She can already feel herself losing the way they looked – the way they sounded. They are shadows in broad daylight, once lounging on the beds that remained. But now?
All she has is this goddamn desk.
She approaches it now, circling around, and she finally looks upon what the Commander had left for her. Pens. An inkwell. Notebooks. Candles. Matches. But her eyes focus on one item in particular. One item she'd held in her hands plenty of times, but always stored it under the pillow where it found its home: Eld's unfinished wood carving. Half a horse, never to be completed. It stands upright on the desk now, purposefully placed.
There's something about the way it is placed that infuriates her. As if whoever placed it took the time to position it beside the candelabra, to greet her when she sat down.
Eden bends down, fingers gripping the block of wood on the backend of the project. She holds it in her hand for a moment, staring down at it – and the rage bubbles up again. It rises now – it boils over – and...
❛ Fuck you! ❜ There's no one else in the room, yet Eden yells out, her hand sweeping across the desk and sending books and pens clattering to the floor. Her inkwell rolls off the desk, spilling out onto wood. She's cursing all the while, seeing red as her boot rises to kick her chair across the room.
Fuck him. He who tells her to get back to work without a word spoken – the Commander who forcefully ends her grieving. She, who has never taken time to grieve, having that taken from her too. It doesn't matter if he's right. Devil, puppeteer, he pulls the strings for all things – and he's forcing her hand now.
And she doesn't break down in defiance. She doesn't break down in a rejection of the gesture, the command. No – Eden breaks down, trashes the room that is now hers and only hers, because she knows this has to be the end of her grieving. This has to be the end of a thing so utterly human. She has to move on. Get back to work.
So this is it – her one last act of grief, and it burns like a fire within her. It burns as she shouts. It rages like a fire as she clutches the remaining piece of her friend in one hand; as the other reaches to grab the candelabra. She spins around, throwing it with force at the singular bed across the room.
And as it crashes – clatters to the floor, her door creaks open.
❛ Fuck off! ❜ She shouts before she can even register who comes through the threshold now. It's an instinct – she's a wounded animal; she can't be seen like this.
She can't be seen with such profound grief in her eyes, blinking away rage-filled tears as she clutches onto the carving for dear life. Her beating heart is in her hands.
But the door clicks shut – Captain Levi stands before her now.
Eden freezes. He's seen her right after the loss – the only one to see her tears – when they found comfort in each other's presence. But he looks now upon a wild animal, her chest rapidly rising and falling as she stands amidst the whirlwind of her rage, a wreckage of her grief.
Yet she doesn't say a word.
Her nostrils flare, her lip quivers – where a tear-filled gaze once avoided the Captain, her eyes now bore into his.
Fire, ice, rage in her heart. It's all out in the open now.
She holds the wood carving out to him.
#interaction : eden emerson.#eden emerson : shingeki no kyojin.#spatzenn#this whole arc gives me So Much Pain#erwin having the beds removed without telling her. adding a desk#yeah it makes sense#she's a vet at this point. she can have her own space#she doesn't have to be relocated#new people don't have to come into her room#but there's something else about this...#something like... a communication between the two of them.#get back to work.#you know your role#you have to fill it. with or without them.#and eden knows he's right#she really does#and she knows she will obey because this communication she has with erwin...#it's for levi. it always has been.#and i like to imagine levi knows about eld's carving#when he went to comfort her in those early stages#i think she'd show him.#the little things they did when they weren't training or in battle.#the human things.#and the fact that it's still here now - it wasn't taken away with the beds. it was left here.#a reminder.#and also.... points to the imagery of eden holding her heart .. her beating heart (the carving) in her hands.#holds it out to levi.#smiles.
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though she’s a pink kind of girl herself, jessica knows that valentine’s day is all about expressing your love in a way that the other person can receive - so she has a little black heart-shaped box with her, filled with charcoal-colored truffle chocolates. though she only offers it over to wednesday after she’s leaned in, gentle little peck of the lips. “happy holidays!” well, she’s got the right spirit.
️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝔙alentine’s day was nothing else but a pagan ritual with a past that stood in contradiction with her own values. she didn’t pay much attention to what others were muttering, finding their topic of conversation unimportant and not worthy of concern. that, until jessica approached her. she stood there petrified, not a limb moving, a reaction springing from pure shock. ❛ i, uh, ❜ words couldn’t be formed, her mind also falling victim to whatever petrification curse had been cast upon her soul. the kiss however brought her back to reality as soon as dark lashes fluttered open. it was similar to fairy tales, only that when it involved wednesday it had a darker twist. ❛ thank you. ❜ at last she vocalized, unblinking stare fixated on her dazzling girlfriend. ❛ i did not bring you any offering, but i can guarantee you my limited appreciation for as long as i breathe. ❜ a way to pay jessica back, give her something in return. if wednesday uttered a promise, then she intended to keep it. ‘twas an unwritten law of hers.
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She looks like my girlfriend!!! :3
Ms pibb🐕🎨🖌️
(they/she)
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she checks the floor vents every day to see if the furnace is on yet and today was the day :)
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10 years later
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk fanart#jujutsu kaisen fanart#yuji itadori#fushiguro megumi#nobara kugisaki#itafushi#itafushikugi#jjk spoilers#jjk manga spoilers#least heterosexual group photo ive ever drawn tbh#u have the kings of subtle pda and their judgy lesbian third wheel#this does remind me a lot of the kind of art i used to do jhgdjghdfj#specifically that one furuba main trio piece i did forever ago. same vibe better art#anyway......i tried my best........ i tried so hard#i do not know how old they look . the goal was 25/26 but atp i've gaslit myself into thinking they look the same#especially megumi im so . throws hands in the air in defeat#but idk what else i can do cries at least i like it??? i think???????#i don't know!!! if they look younger than 25 whatever!!!!!!!!#why is it so hard fr me to make chars look older im gna slam my head against the door#maybe its fine. idc <- (lie)#in other news itfs are married fight me abt it . yuuji rockin the right hand ring fr Lack Of Finger reasons#also i am Eating nobara's fit . she might also look a bit younger than intended the more i look at her gDI why cant i have nice things#new hairstyle carrying tbh. i think she would a. grow it out and b. switch the side she parts it on to make Seeing easier#god just take it all tht really matters 2 me is low pony nobara and Rings On Fingers itfs#i did my time in yoi i know how to make wedding bands Work
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Okkkkkk so where is Chicken Miku?
Anon the way i dropped everything when i saw this
HATSUNE BEAK-U
(based on the Onagadori chicken breed)
#makenna made a thing#hatsune miku#chicken miku#onagadori#the roosters are the ones with the tails but that just opens this up for even more possibilities#is she trans? is she assigned hen at birth but went through spontaneous sex reversal like can happen to poultry if a hens ovary goes wonky?#it's up to you follow your heart miku can be anything#chickens#tiny fluffy dinosaurs#the BEST animals#artists on tumblr#birdblr#chickenblr#birds#this breed doesn't typically have this comb type but shhhh#vocaloid#yes i WILL chickenify your fictional celebrities!!#anon#ngl this was actually a really good character design exercise lol#does she dye her feathers? she'll never tell this is anime logic
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