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warhead · 5 months ago
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cocomuffy · 6 months ago
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Dick: So you like, were in that Lazarus pit...
Jason: Yes?
Dick: And it like... healed you of everything and... it made you brand new and-
Jason: Get to the point..?
Dick: How do you STILL HAVE KNEE SCARS?!
Jason: What do you mean?
Jason's knee scars from the Boy-Robin Boy-Shorts™:
Jason: HOW ARE THEY STILL THERE?!
Dick: AND WHY DO I HAVE THE SAME ONES?
Jason: We have to talk to Tim and Damian. This might be a Robin thing..
*they do so*
Tim: Oh, those? Yeah, you guys have had those since you were little. They're from the lack of pants.
Dick: How do you-
Tim, maniacally: I have so many videos of you all falling flat on your faces and scraping your knees...
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deskatt · 2 months ago
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Ink!! love the oaf for no particular reason :V
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bigimango · 3 months ago
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We all know Kurt loves to be carried around, and that Logan doesn't mind one bit
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nailsandinspo · 4 months ago
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moonyswarmsweaters · 11 days ago
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Regulus (whispering to Remus): Good job on the test today.
Remus (whispering back): Thanks shorty. Why are we whispering?
Regulus (still whispering): I want Sirius to think we're conspiring against him. Please look at him when you reply.
Remus (looking at Sirius): Messing with my boyfriend? Fun .
Regulus (also looking at Sirius): I'm glad you agree.
Sirius, sweating in fear: What are they talking about?
James, who overheard them but doesn't want to ruin their fun: Stabbing
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egophiliac · 9 months ago
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You can’t pick Lilia for this. But who is your other favorite short character in Twst?
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I like the angry little king boy 🌹
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feketeribizli · 1 year ago
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the guys ever what are they looking at
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wafflesex · 3 months ago
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Just Floyd and Lilia being besties 🦈🦇
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arfisrar · 6 months ago
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Zutara Month Day 20: Accidental Kissing
Except it's not accidental Zuko wanted to kiss Katara for saving his life 😌😏
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tobyisave · 4 months ago
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Shorty Squad sleepover!
Backgrounds are Lisa Frank illustrations :P
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wittyworm · 9 months ago
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My friend, Shorty, is in desperate need for help
He is unable to get medication, and medical attention that he desperately needs. He has nowhere to go, nowhere to refrigerate his insulin. His legs are swollen and blistered with open sores from untreated infection and Lymphedema. He is a cancer survivor and this is how he is treated. This is no second chance at life.
Anything at all helps, even a dollar.
Thank you so much, for Shorty
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gojoforever69 · 8 months ago
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This was Megumi’s perspective when he first met Gojo. 😭😭
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ebodebo · 14 days ago
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You and Simon had spent the better part of the morning indulging in the decadent breakfast you had prepared as the sun rose over the horizon.
He pleaded for you to stay in bed and not fuss about making him breakfast. He’d get you those bagels you loved from the shop down the road and some fresh cream cheese from the dairy to slap on top.
You leaned closer, placing a smack of a kiss on his cheek. “You deserve it, hon,” you smiled, slipping on your cozy slippers and one of Simon’s hoodies, happily making your way into the kitchen. He couldn’t help but sink into the mattress. How did he manage to find you? A divine blessing you were.
You thought you overdid it with all the food you made. Crepes, waffles, bacon, sausage, eggs, all to be washed down with some fresh-pressed juice from your orange trees—far too much for just the two of you. But Simon would be damned if he left even one piece of the crispy bacon uneaten.
“Good?” you asked with a smile, fiddling with a waffle on your plate as you watched Simon demolish his food.
“Damn good, baby. Got me such a pretty chef,” he muttered, biting some egg. You flashed him a smile, tipping your head towards him as you reached for the syrup, filling every hole on your waffle.
A comfortable silence fell over both of you. The occasional ‘clank’ of silverware and the soft hum of the heater kicking on were the only noises to be heard. The doorbell sharply rang, echoing off the walls of the hallway and bleeding into the kitchen.
You sat your fork down, easing your way up before Simon shooed you back down and placed your fork back in your hand. “Eat,” he mutters as he walks to the front door.
Simon swings open the front door to be met by the postman, who is staggering with excitement as he hands Simon a loose envelope. The postman tips his head slightly, viewing you inside, standing, and placing more bacon on Simon’s plate. Simon’s hoodie hit just below the curve of your ass, and as you moved, it shifted a little higher, giving him a view of your panties.
“I suggest you stop making looks at my wife, or I’ll do more than just kill that pretty pension check,” Simon says, ripping the envelope from the postman’s hand. The guy's eyes flick to Simon’s in record time, full of worry.
“I don’t know what—” he starts, his tone defensive.
“You think I’m an idiot?“ Simon stoically says, crossing his big arms over his chest. “Huh?”
“No—I, I,” The post guy stutters.
Simon raises a brow. “Can’t speak now?” The post guy says something incoherent, and Simon breathes impatiently.
“Use your fuckin’ words,” Simon hurriedly says.
“I—I you know what, I, I, I’m gonna go,” the post guy stammers, almost falling over the porch's front steps, flalling to his mail truck, but not before shouting, “The next shipping is on me.” You bet your ass it is.
Simon clenches his teeth as he closes the door, turning to see you standing behind him. “Baby, I think you scared him,” you laugh out. Simon reaches out, grasping your hand and pulling you closer. You yelp as Simon pulls you flush with his body, placing a kiss on the top of your head.
“Fuckin’ animal, that one,” he mutters into your hair.
Simon never really believed in coincidences. His brain was too methodical—calculated. It was something you learned from your long history together.
So, it was odd to hear him say to the police that it must have been a coincidence that the same day he gets into a scrabble with the postman, he goes missing and is then found dead in a lake with bruises covering his body.
It was definitely a coincidence.
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a/n: your honor my client didn't commit that crime! just trust me!
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nailsandinspo · 4 months ago
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graintourette · 4 months ago
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dw books describing any other doctor: loool such a funny man/woman 😂😂 look at their ridiculous clothes 🤣🫵 and the way their face makes no sense it is so weird 🫢 what a freak 😒
dw books describing the eighth doctor: Oh what a beautiful man 😍 look at his big light blue eyes with long lashes Oh what a look of innocence and kindness in his face Omg his lips are soo soft and kissable He is dashing with his long waving curls And his outfit is amazing so old fashioned yet with Taste ooohhh his smile is the most wonderful thing in the world 🥰 And his haaands oooff with their long fingers of a pianist they look so nice to hold 😘 Byronesque Oscar Wylde Any Other Victorian Figure So Handsome Pretty Sexy Fine 👍
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