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emberfriday · 4 months
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“my name is amp”
DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING TO ME???!!!! OUGH I JUST NEED TO GIVE THE LITTLE GUY A HUG.
i’m thinking a little too hard about little amp growing up being loved and appreciated by his fellow djd and not being treated as just a weapon….
DAWW😭😭🤲🤲
hjkjjfj I sometimes think abt how they would raise him while trying to find a way to bring him back to his usual form
it’s so hilarious
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elsewhereuniversity · 7 months
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[originally posted this thing on my tumblr at findingwisteria.tumblr.com but for the life of me couldn’t figure out how to submit it here]
Love that furry weird lady
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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year
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I need to share this brainrot from the dog ask ✨
Sweetheart: Good Boy!
The boys: Thank you
Sweetheart, clearly petting her dog and talking to him: What was that?
HAHAHA BYE IT WOULD BE SO AWKWARD AFTERWARDS I LOVE THIS
Bernard and Dagger would look at them so confused and Sweetheart would be mentally smacking herself and the boys. Mr. Slickback would just huff while getting petted.
(Should've said this before, but Sweetheart says good boy passive aggressively after she has won an argument or one of the guys doesn't listen to her. Example--
Sweetheart, still pissed: Now can you PLEASE-- do that for me?
Graves, huffing: Yeah. I will.
Sweetheart, nose scrunching and baring her canines: Good boy.
Graves, watching her walk away:
Price: what the FU-
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jklovesfandoms · 20 days
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"-a little more fearsome and wondrous to behold. Ethereal, powerful-" Kim you were supposed to describe The Fairy Queen of Sweet Dreams, not yourself!
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saintmichale · 7 months
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would you get this
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With Michael Cera? Absolutely
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goofyjelly · 4 months
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Here's some sketches of Kirk and Spock plushies cuz the real ones are ugly as sin
They have magnets in they're hands so they hold things
And each other's hands
AWWWWWW!!!!
They're absolutely adorable! 🥺
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caramelmacchiato07 · 5 months
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this moment made my heart melt….
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kwonxu · 5 months
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♡( ◡‿◡ )  ⁞  ⌑  ❖  sweet venom
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marleneoftheopera · 2 years
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From the wings shot of Killian Donnelly.
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burningblake · 5 months
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"You haven't moved on, your girlfriend is a ghost"
"your boyfriend is a sin-eating monster, you haven't moved on"
😂😂😂
THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!! finally logic has been restored!
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stararch4ngelqueen · 6 months
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Mw3 and the new chapter crumb cured my art block
The sillies!!!💕 (They are both severely traumatized)
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The new chapter crumb 💀✨🎉
Fuck the mission they’re gonna go watch fnaf and then fangirl over the Josh Hutcherson edit 🌝🤭
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kakuryuminn · 2 years
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THE LITTLE DEMON AND HIS OLDER BROTHER
Made by: yuki_mura
Grammatical errors ahead!
A/n: Hello! Satan's part is already finished! I haven't posted for a very long time because of my exams. Oh, and I received a request to make a background on how mammon died. I'm still writing it:DD
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"Do you love me?" A child voice asked, lifting his head to look at his older brother. Mammon, who was sitting beside the chair holding a story book looked at him, confused by the question.
"of course I do. But why did you ask?" The older had asked, putting the book down on his lap. He inched his chair forward. "Tan, is there a problem?" Mammon questioned, his angelic eyes perfectly shone together with the moon as satan stared in awe.
His brother was truly like an angel. Satan don't understand why he was a demon...
"It's nothing. Something just bothered me." The child said, smiling slightly at his brother. Mammon returned the smile back, grabbing the story book and stood up. "How about the great mammon sleep together with you?"
Satan couldnt help but roll his eyes, giggling when his older brother went to his side, suddenly carrying him before laying down with satan on his chest.
"do you still want the story?" Mammon asked, staring at his younger brothers big green eyes.
Satan nodded, climbing down his brothers big chest to mammon's side. Mammon smile did not falter when he lifted the book in hand, opening the first page.
Satan was beginning to drift to sleep, his soft snores indicating that he was close to sleeping.
He read the sentences so graceful, delivering the story to satan with so much care and love in his voice.
For a moment, satan felt a kiss on the forehead.
".....night, tan."
And so, satan smiled.
×
A cold breeze past by, the window making a creaking sound when it slightly opened due to the air. The demon slowly opened his eyes, his vision still blurry.
Satan only stared outside. It was far more different that it normally was. The outside was... terrible.
Everything was gloomy and annoying.
It was unbearable.
Satan's focus quickly snapped out when he heard the flipping of page because of the wind. He looked down, his glossy eyes staring at the book.
How long was he in here? Did he fall asleep when reading a book?
The wind blew by for the third time, flipping yet another page from the book.
"The little princess and her stepmother."
Satan read the title of the book in his mind, biting his lower lip when he remembered why he brought that book with him.
It was...
The first story mammon has ever read him. It was the story that both him and his older brother loved.
Satan opened the book, his breath hitching as he was met with nostalgia.
"the little princess and her stepmother." Mammon said in a caring tone, flipping the page of the book.
Satan flipped a page, his fingers brushing through the old picture of the characters.
"The little princess was born without a mother." The demon continued. "Her father, the king don't want anything from her." The little satan followed his brothers words, reading mammon's lips. "The only person she has was her stepmother."
"The stepmother has a daughter, but don't like the little princess." Satan read out loud. Flipping yet another page, he ignored the clenching of his heart.
"The stepmother was very fond of the little princess. And so, she tried to get close to her." Satan perked up at the mention of the word 'close.' "why does the stepmother want to get close with the little princess? They are not related?" He asked. Mammon chuckled at his little brothers question. "Maybe the stepmother sees herself on the little princess?"
"By the time flew by, the little princess felt love again in the hands of her stepmother."
As a kid, satan didn't understand why mammon liked this story so much. But I guess, it did have some familiar scenes similar to them. The blond haired demon smiled, remembering the times mammon had told his little self how he love this book. Because despite it being beginning with a happy start, it was...
"But it didn't last." Mammon's tone dropped, slightly frowing. "The little princess grew up to be a smart young lady." Mammon continued. "But as time pass, she became ashamed of her already old and weak stepmother."
Satan stopped reading for a while, as he took a breath. A very deep breath.
"S-she started belittling her stepmother, making her stepmother sad." Some of the words cracked as he spoke, steadying his posture to stay focused on the story.
"By the time, the stepmother got to the point where she was extremely sick." Mammon spoke in a saddened voice. The little demon laying in bed only watched his brother read the book in sadness as he didn't understand why he felt that way.
Satan flipped a page. "Eventually, the stepmother died without even seeing one of her children. Especially, the princess she raised as her own." Satan was nearing the end of the book. After all, it was such a short story for kids.
"...The princess heard the news and cried." Mammon stated. "She hurriedly went to the castle and when she saw his stepmother on her bed, not moving nor breathing..."
"She apologized for her actions all this time, shouting and screaming on how cruel she was to the stepmother..." Satan spoke, his voice beginning to fade as he lowered his head.
The story...
Was far too familiar.
"The princess became lonely, with noone by her side." Mammon caressed his little brothers cheek, smiling as he turned his focus again on the book. "She remembered all the memories they had, as she flipped through the books her stepmother once read when she was little."
A drop fell.
A water drop.
Satan, who was always composed and unbothered, was crying.
Because of a book.
"Tan-Tan..."
Satan wiped his cheeks with his finger, but little did it not stopped the water coming out of his eyes uncontrollably.
"you...will not end up like this little princess, alright?" The little demon was half asleep. He didn't understand what his beloved older brother was saying. But even so, he smiled.
And nodded.
Satan could feel his hand tremble, as he reminisce the memories he had with his brother. With this little book, in the same room, same time, But it was different. Because the story teller isn't here anymore.
It was just satan.
Alone.
"...Im sorry I couldnt keep my promise until the end." He managed to choke out between sobs.
A breeze of wind blew by, but this time, it was different.
It was warm.
So lovely...
"Are you telling me to not blame myself?" Satan chuckled. He closed the book and leaned in on his headboard. He hugged the book tightly in his chest. He was starting to fall asleep again.
Well, maybe it's fine.
Maybe...
He'll even meet mammon there...
His brother...
A tear fell down satan's cheeks, as he smiled in his sleep.
"Tan-Tan. I love you."
"I love you too!"
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bradshawsbitch · 8 months
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Calling him just to check because you know the feeling of not being truly comfortable and you just need to know that he's 100% okay.
oh I feel like the two of you have a System already in place. you want to give him the space to explore his limits and not disturb him in that process, so you’ve both come up with different code words and methods of communication that hints at wanting the other to help them out of a situation.
for example bob texts you something about the game, and makes sure to add a word you’ve agreed on. then you know he’d like you to call so he has an excuse to step away, and if it’s bad bad he’ll use your “I need an out for real” word, and then you’ll just call and say there’s been an emergency and he’s needed - to help him find it easier to leave without disappointing his friends☺️☺️
and of course it works both ways, and you’ve grown very comfortable in your using the system, bob never makes you feel bad if you need him to bail you out of a situation🫶🏻
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misteria247 · 1 year
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I don't know how I came up with this idea, but I felt like sharing it with you. Ignore it if you want!
In an alternate universe of the 2012 show, the turtles, during one of their missions to stop one of the Kraangs evil plans, discover the aliens youngest prisoner yet: a little red-haired girl, only about 8 years old. That girl is, you guessed it, April.
Basically the one major change is the fact, that April's a little kid, which gives me plenty of adorable fluffy scenes in my mind just thinking about it. Like, the turtles just being so damn protective of their new little sister and oh my god, the amount of cute games they'd play with her, all just to see her happy. The things they'd do for her. :>
I felt like rambling. I know you like April, so you're the only one I could truly tell about this idea, wsjajdkdkskssjfk
Oh....my.....god-!!!
Dude this is so freaking cute!! Little sister April O'Neil would so be spoiled by the boys and Splinter!! She'd have the coolest upbringing ever and have the most kickass older brothers!!! Bro you and your huge galaxy brain!!!
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tinygarbage · 5 months
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what color is your aura quiz
thank u my love @bastardmandennis for the tag <3
i got yellow !
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daisies, road signs, bumblebees, lemon merengue, bicycles, polaroids, awnings. your essence is yellow: you are precise yet shy, putting band-aids on your cuts alone. you demand much of yourself; your self-expression feels tempered by a mold you're intended to fill. you seek an anchor to hold and keep your doubt at bay. you are the dutiful. you are the one who rises after you fall. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of cream, gold, honey, and chartreuse, who share your loyalty and compassion. you are also drawn to the sturdy red and brown, who will help you grow and learn to not question your own judgment. however, you may struggle to get along with the overly-involved personalities of pink and green who are unconscious of their own feelings.
-🌼☀️💫-
npt: @party-hearses @annasinterests @mandoisapunk @ilovepedro @nostalxgic @isitmeulookin4 (also shout out @joelsversion + lexi for the moodboard idea love u)
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andoutofharm · 11 months
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happy birthday wheelbarrow boy
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