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gvaine · 4 months
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3.04 — Gwaine
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circusinarun · 1 month
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Ma big boi!
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Mama hen big boi
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Small big boi (with potato crisp)
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And finally, big boi with 'Pril!
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(I finally learned how to draw his snout and head!)
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harlequin-wheels · 1 year
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hg please let us give her eyewear
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sushiisiu · 4 months
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your writing is GOOD
been thinking 'bout scott walking in on wallace and nega scott... the possibilities
thank you so much.. ;;
also lmao i have a doodle of something similar. negascott being scott's repressed feelings for wallace is so good bc then he'd just be expressing that without the inhibitions that scott has. scott comes home and he sees negascott (his negative evil twin!) fully seated on wallace's lap attached to him like a koala while wallace is just trying to read a book or something from behind. he's not even surprised just mildly inconvenienced and confused but hardly questioning it though given what scott deals with regularly
scott tho. he's MAD. he doesn't even know why he's so pissed but hes stomping over like "get off of him!! what the hell!!" like he's jealous of himself for having the gay confidence that he repressed.
anyways what i'm trying to say is that they should tag team wallace just so the jealousy encourages scott to confront his feelings a little more. as if wallace is ever going to pick negascott over him. but hey getting to kiss your roommate situationship's evil monochrome (fanged and red eyed!) doppelganger while he malds over it is pretty fun too
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sonchop · 8 days
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okay, where the hell is the 5th season of lmk??? just a little more and I will believe that I dreamed the ending of s4
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gunsatthaphan · 7 months
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ok but,,, does that mean that Ray actually hugged his therapist at the end or,,,,?
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tragedydenji · 3 months
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Honestly I'm in awe at how bakugou and izuku look at each other in the last scene of chapter 403. i wonder how izuku felt. I bet he felt surreal. the boy he's loved his whole life is in front of him and looking right at him, actually seeing him for who and what he is.
Now I haven't read past the start of the liberation war arc, but man imagine how izuku FEELS.
bakugou saved his life, apologised to him, calls him by his actual name(among many other things?), and is now looking at him. I have no idea how izuku doesn't combust with the amount of love and admiration he has inside of him. It's all in their eyes.
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the-gayest-sky-kid · 2 months
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the doctor prescribed me 2000 image of dazai per day please or i will die painfully
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milksetters · 1 year
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🎶
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kabie-whump · 17 days
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WoW Birthday Whump Day 2
(finally)
Prompt: Starvation / Thirst / "Please..."
Additional content: vampire whumpee, blood, passing out, Carewhumpee, character death mentions (undead), CPR mention, self harm (sort of)
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Caretaker knocks on Whumpee’s door. They take a short step back while they wait, picking anxiously at their nails. It’s been a week since anyone heard from Whumpee. Caretaker wasn’t too worried at first - Whumpee’s always been a bit of an introvert. But then Whumpee’s mom called Caretaker in tears saying Whumpee had missed their weekly video chat and that is just not normal.
Caretaker waits for a few minutes before knocking again. Then another few minutes. They try calling Whumpee again. Nothing.
Caretaker pockets their phone and raises their hand to pound on the door. Their phone buzzes. It’s a text from Whumpee.
<go away>
Caretaker tries to call them again and it goes straight to voicemail. Growling, they respond in text instead.
<Let me in. I know something’s up. Your mom called me.>
They watch the typing bubble appear, and then disappear, and then appear again.
<please leave>
<Whumpee I will break your door down if you don’t come open it right now.>
<. . . fine.>
There’s soft footsteps. Caretaker takes a step back, prepared for Whumpee to open the door. Then, a crash from inside.
“Whumpee?!”
No answer.
Caretaker rams their shoulder into the door. It only takes two tries for it to slam open, and Caretaker makes a mental note to get stronger screws for the frame because that’s just not safe.
They find Whumpee lying on the ground in the hallway, water and broken glass scattered around them from a vase they’d knocked over on their descent.
Caretaker rushes to their side with a gasp, not caring about the glass. “Whumpee, oh my god!” They take their friend’s face into their shaking hands, pressing two fingers to their throat to check their pulse.
There’s nothing. No pulse.
“No no no no no,” Caretaker sobs. They roll Whumpee onto their back, then get out their phone to call 911 before they start CPR.
A cold hand snatches Caretaker’s wrist, knocking their phone to the ground. Caretaker yelps.
“Don’t.” It’s fragile but it’s definitely Whumpee’s voice. Caretaker’s gaze slowly moves up Whumpee’s body to find their face. Oh god, why are they so pale? They look like a corpse. But their eyes are open and they’re staring straight at Caretaker.
The hand gripping Caretaker’s wrist loosens and then thumps on the floor.
“Holy shit,” Caretaker gasps. “What- You don’t have a pulse!”
“I know,” Whumpee rasps. “Just. Please… Don’t call anyone.”
“You need an ambulance!”
“No. It won’t…” Whumpee trails off, panting weakly. “Won’t help.”
Caretaker scoops them up gently. Their skin is so cold. Holy shit they feel dead.
Whumpee’s head lolls to the side as Caretaker lays them down on the couch. Their throat is caked in dried blood. There’s a clear bite wound in the middle of it.
“Your neck…” Caretaker's eyes go wide. They’ve read enough shitty romance novels to recognize this scenario. But it’s not possible. People don’t become vampires in real life. And this isn’t nearly as sexy. “Oh my god. Whumpee what the fuck?!”
“I… please…” Whumpee sounds absolutely desperate.
“What do you need?” Caretaker is starting to have a suspicion, but they really really want to be wrong.
“I don’t know… Please, help me.”
“Oh my god. Shit. Okay.” Caretaker wanders back over to the mess Whumpee had made when they fell and retrieves a shard of glass. They kneel next to the couch and stare down at the glass, feeling deranged for what they’re about to do. As carefully as they can with their shaking hands, Caretaker draws the edge of the glass along their wrist.
Blood blooms from the shallow cut and Whumpee’s nostrils flare. They tilt their head towards Caretaker. “Please…”
Caretaker feels dizzy already, but they bring the cut to Whumpee’s lips.
Whumpee’s hands latch onto Caretaker’s arm with a strength they didn’t look capable of. Their mouth opens against the cut as Whumpee drinks eagerly.
“Holy fuck,” Caretaker whimpers, grabbing the couch cushion with their unoccupied hand. “This is happening.”
Sharp teeth nudge at the edge of the cut, then sink deeper, tearing it open wider. Caretaker groans, fighting back the urge to pull their wrist away. It hurts, but Whumpee is getting visibly better by the second. Caretaker watches with awe as color returns to Whumpee’s skin and the wound on their throat starts to knit itself shut.
“This is nothing like Twilight,” Caretaker whispers.
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thelasttime · 8 days
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taylor and jack have been working together for 11 years besties i think we have to let go of the "fire jack" idea
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your-local-enigma · 5 months
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i drew spyke and pierce in jackets bc goddammit i love jackets jackets are so hecking cool have i gone on a tangent about why i love jackets yet
(pierce and this version of spyke are from @teethflavoured)
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grimmpheonix · 2 months
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I Fear the Future
I've heard about KOSA and the dangers it presents...and I really fear what would happen to the internet if this does get brought into effect.
So many people would not be able to seek safety or comfort and would instead be censored for the sake of "saving the children." This will cause a lot of bad things to happen, and I don't want that to happen at all.
The internet has been a place where I can be me. The real me. The me who doesn't have to hide away and instead just LIVE. The idea of something like this appearing and causing this much calamity sickens me. It truly does.
What sickens me the most is how people want to use it, to stop Queer people and others from getting put and making someone feel...accepted. I will not stand for this. Not one bit. If I have to live in a world where my existence must be censored to keep your status quo, then I will fight tooth and nail to reclaim it.
And now, onto you, I say to do anything. Sign petitions, send letters, protest, post, anything at all. We must not let KOSA kill us. We must not stand for this, as this would allow for even more oppression and even more pain. Please, spread the word, and do anything you can so that we can save the internet...I don't mean that as a hyperbole...
DO NOT LET THIS BE THE END. WE CAN'T LET THIS HAPPEN.
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ivylynnwood · 3 months
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nose bump
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meep--tm · 26 days
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im late to the party but can everyone boop me rn
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fruchtchen · 4 months
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Jesus Christ Superstar (1996) - Steve Balsamo (Jesus), David Burt (Pilate), Zubin Varla (Judas), Joanna Ampil (Mary)
https://www.jesuschristsuperstarzone.com/discography/london-lyceum-cast-1996/
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