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peacchidrops · 2 years
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emoji review: pleading face 🥺
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i am SO not an apple bitch but this one's perfect. great balance between sincere & probably fucking with you.
rating: 10/10; the platonic ideal of what this face should look like
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adorable. love the simpler shading. not sure what it is, but this one looks a little more sincere than the apple one.
rating: 9/10; needs a little more bastard energy
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i might be a samsung user but this one is.. kinda gross. i admire the attempt to deepen the expression with that shading on the chin, but it just feels out of place here. this one isn't fucking around at all. at least on some level, this is like... genuine betrayal. kinda makes me not wanna use it actually.
rating: 6/10. get some help, man
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major return to form with this one! kinda weirdly orange but does the job just fine
rating: 9/10
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what the fuck. absolutely not. the expression here is COMPLETELY off. the downwards-facing pupils make it look MAJORLY condescending, not to mention the nausea-inducing shading. ugh.
rating: 0/10. fucker looks like he'd make cringe comps of little kids' flipaclip animations
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um i mean? this one is fine i guess. nothing offensively bad. i just.. don't think it gets the point across? it's super flat; no real emotion behind it. the lack of lines and eyebrows really hurts this one.
rating: 4/10
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uh this one is.. okay. the proportions are kinda weird. they mess with the expression in a semi-noticeable way that i just can't put my finger on.
rating: 5/10; extra points for facebook's syrupy-sweet shading style which i like a lot
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perfect. beautiful. STUNNING performance, darling. i absolutely adore that hot pink shading.
rating: 1000/10. praise be 🙏
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uh. yikes.
rating: 3/10. nothing to say about this one
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um???? this one is weird. looks like the emoji they'd make out of your dad trying to mimic the apple version's expression. again with the downwards-facing pupils. ugh. those REALLY don't work with this face.
rating: 2/10. whatsapp's is still the worst.
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ireallyamabear · 11 months
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yes he writes theory and yes he shoots blasters whats not to love
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notdelusionalatall · 3 months
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femcos · 3 months
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I like taking sexy photos of myself but have no one to send them to for validation. It is so sad 😞
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jolys-cane · 2 months
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does anyone have the Further Adventures of M. Tholomyes cut chapter
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nocofriday · 5 months
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hii, special little sunshine chori here! the creatures running this blog will be celebrating the upcoming noco Friday by going to our local TGI Fridays, and we NEED to know your menu recommendations!
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marcusagrippa · 5 months
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as soon as i figure out how this godforsaken website formatting works i'm posting all one (1) complete chapters of my stupid gay old men totally-not-cannibalism-in-the-desert shit and no-one can stop me
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bread--quest · 6 months
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hey what if i did a little tournament thing of my own ocs. would that be fun. would you guys participate in it
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guys if i have a word file/ramble about my silly mind place and creatures would you ask questions and give feedback on it
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gemkun · 2 months
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@blindbet said : it's a simple decision - one he makes, perhaps, without thinking every outcome through for once in his life. that in itself is a feat, but he could argue that veritas makes him a bit stupid in some regards - and this is no different. for so long he's been so cold, despite his home full of the harsh beating of 10,000 suns, whatever was taken from him by the amber lord remains essential - and with it gone, he's spent so long seeking vestiges of warmth in his life. in a life that has been nothing but a series of boundless tragedies - it's only natural that one more would occur: that being that he finds warmth in dr. ratio of all people. he seeks him in his room - but of course, does not find him there. it's not really a surprise, with their schedules being as they are - and yet aventurine can't help but feel disappointed. he thinks to leave - to go back to his own but... a shower later ( of which he quite blatantly utilizes the good doctor's bath products ), the stoneheart has crawled into the coolness of his sheets. it's still so cold, but his head finds a pillow he knows to have housed ratio's own - and it's a scent that invades him, filling him with the barest tinges of warmth, warmth, warmth. aventurine sighs, slight frame curling onto his side, and lets those startling eyes drift shut. funny - funny that he would feel safe enough to sleep here, to not worry about a knife in his ribcage, or someone playing a game. perhaps he should be worried, and perhaps he's too exhausted to care. regardless, aventurine seeks his rest - and ensconced in the warmth of ratio's sheets and scent, he does not dream.
      ⸻       fatigue   threatens   to   wear   him   thin   ,   for   having   dealt   with   the   most   incompetent   of   species   ,   somehow   accepted   into   the   intelligentsia   guild.   perhaps   he   should   mention   the   names   of   those   who   setback   countless   hours   of   progress   to   the   upper   echelons   ,   in   hopes   of   injecting   the   severity   of   their   actions   ,   to   awaken   the   wisdom   beneath   the   exterior   of   idiocy.   how   else   could   they   possibly   be   here   ,   in   this   selective   institution.
  a   sigh   blooms   from   the   pits   of   his   chest   as   his   print   is   read   ,   enabling   access   to   his   quarters.   ❝   calm   down   ,   veritas.   tomorrow   will   be   better.   ❞   mutters   from   the   deepest   capacity   of   his   pulmonary   system   ,   before   he   strides   into   the   comfort   of   his   sole   sanctuary.
  whereupon   eyes   soon   land   on   an   intruder   ,   wrapped   in   wrinkled   cloth   ,   resembling   the   artistic   works   that   might   line   a   museum.   aventurine   lays   in   the   centre   of   his   bed   ,   curled   up   and   completely   tuckered.   the   very   picture   of   repose.   he   need   only   spy   the   twitch   of   eyes   ,   flicking   back   and   forth   ,   to   confirm   his   suspicions.
  he   swore   he   removed   the   id   from   his   security   database.
  gently   ,   a   hand   settles   on   a   shoulder   ,   sticking   out   from   the   fabricated   canvas   of   the   night   sky.   he   shakes   ,   enough   to   stir   but   not   enough   to   disturb   if   sleep   had   clutched   the   avgin   firmly.   ❝   aventurine.   ❞   his   voice   murmurs   ,   soft   in   volume   ,   resultant   from   the   tiresome   day   he’s   endured.   ❝   can   you   hear   me   ?   ❞
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  as   he   pries   into   the   waves   ,   potentiating   the   blinds   of   slumber   ,   he   makes   no   further   effort   to   reel   the   peacock   from   the   seas   of   rejuvenation.   he   deserves   it   ,   after   the   tribulations   of   the   day   ,   or   more.   the   ipc   was   brutal   ,   at   its   core   ,   and   it   was   a   given   that   some   missions   would   range   from   a   mere   few   minutes   to   the   end   of   a   creature’s   lifespan.
  spying   a   gap   where   no   disruption   would   befall   the   stoneheart   ,   veritas   snakes   in.   though   ,   halfway   it   occurs   to   him   ,   that   he   should   refresh   himself   before   he   deposits   into   rest.   yet   ,   before   he   motions   away   from   the   male   in   his   bed   ,   the   back   of   a   hand   inspects   a   forehead   ,   dusted   in   threads   of   gold.
  another   sigh   leaves   him   ,   though   this   time   ,   it   is   one   of   relief.
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Chronicles vs XS
Omi as a pleading face emoji!
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carbonatedcacti · 6 months
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Good morrow cactonomous my beloved mi preciosa how goes the harvest this fine fall… autumn… I pray your crops are prospering ^-^!!
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hellow dear sweet thug shaker,
the harvest fares well, many bear pictures have been saved away for the winter months.
the crops are blooming and growing, they are lively and well, and everything on the carbonated ranch feels the kiss of life from mother nature herself
should you and your dear snotty choose to come see us at the ranch this winter you will be warmly recieved by the seals in the seal tank and the jeff the kill room
regarnds,
cactonomous
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solaaresque · 1 year
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was gonna ask y’all to fill out my tree but like. idk it might be too late for that?? still if u wanna... i’m not gonna stop u.... eyes emoji
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ghost-of-you · 2 years
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Luke’s gonna be 26 tomorrow. He didn’t even think he would make it to 25 and now he’s gonna be a year older
Diamonds will be hitting harder tomorrow, for sure.
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raedas · 1 year
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hampter 🐹
youve known me since i was 13 this isnt fair
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moonythejedi394 · 1 year
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I have read every single Bucky and Steve work you have written at least 4 times. and I've got to tell u it give me actual life. Everytime I re-read intertwined, I cant even explain how good it is, no words can will make sense of how much I love it.
the first fic I had ever read was 'into the dark' (which I've read 12 times now) and I read the whole thing before 'the kept boy' and for a little while I was wondering what the accident was, and how they met and the past and stuff.
then I found out there was a first part, so I went back to your account, and read all other 48 fics in a week. it was literally the best week of my life.
now I try to look for more stuff like yours, but literally no one does it as good as you. like every single way u imagine them is perfectly how I imagine them.
i'm???? crying??? how dare you???? how wude????
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