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vcrnons · 2 months
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PERFORMANCE UNIT ; [SEMICOLON] Making Film
vocal unit | hiphop unit | performance unit
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mewguca · 5 months
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stupid oc doodle dump or something i dont know
all i do lately is doodle my iterator ocs sorry
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i-luv-queen · 9 months
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Katamari Xbox 360 themes ripped by me
Click here for part one!
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moonyomai · 6 days
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dharr5 · 8 months
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Did some earthbound portraits!
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They turned out really cute!! If I can find the time I might color them in later
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oforalways · 2 months
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me the second L4 comes out:
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sapphicfrogae444 · 9 months
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The new ep gave me enough fuel to make this :3
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It's a little ugly but I still love him :)
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valenhui · 9 months
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“for old times sake” + performance unit
scenarios with svt’s performance unit based off of this post. cws: angst lmao, some angst some fluff—mainly bittersweet, non idol!au, gender-neutral!reader (no pronouns mentioned), unedited.
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jun: you’re at a wedding, not yours or his, but you’re both there and almost everything is like what you both once dreamed of—but it’s not for you or him.
you saw him when he arrived hours before but only acknowledged eachother with a quick nod before resuming whatever you had been doing prior. it isnt until couples are filling the dance floor as soft music plays through the speakers that he finally approaches you. or did you approach him? perhaps you met eachother halfway, neither of you seem to really mind.
its been so long since you’ve last seen him. you had both come to the agreement that a relationship wasn’t possible. not yours at least. your paths were leading you both two separate ways and while there are—and have been—occasions where your paths briefly intertwine, it would not last. despite the mutual decision you both came to four years, you still haven’t moved on to somebody new. and with the way he held and guided you so gently out to the dance floor, it appears like he hasn’t either.
“for old times sake,” he had reasoned when you looked at him confusingly at his offer of a dance. “this was once our dream, no?”
it was. from the venue to the season down to the song for the first dance, this wedding had been what the two of you once hoped to experience at your own wedding one day. you hope in another life, somehow, the circumstances were better.
“for old times sake.” you repeat after him, allowing yourself to savour the moment instead of dwelling over what once was and what could’ve been. what’s done has been done and you both knew deep down, it wouldn’t have worked in the way you would’ve liked no matter how hard you tried. not in this life at least, so while the chance is there, you hold onto him just a little tighter—as he does to you—and lose yourself to the rhythm of what could’ve been.
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hoshi: “soonyoung?” your voice is groggy from sleep, eyes barely even open as your prop yourself up on your elbow with the phone to your ear.
the line is silent for a brief moment, save for some shuffling, before you finally hear his voice. “y/n hey, did i wake you?”
if you were even half awake, you would’ve shot him a sarcastic remark but you were far too exhausted right now so you figured simply agreeing with him would be easiest.
oh how wrong you were.
when he finally ended the call with a quick “thank you so much, i’m about twenty minutes away right now. i’ll text you when i’m there.” your head hit the pillow once again and just as you were about to fall into sleeps embtace once again, his words finally registered in your mind and you nearly shot out of bed at the realization.
unfortunately for you, he was already on his way to your apartment and the guilt would eat you alive if you were to suddenly turn him down when he had called asking if he could crash at your place. tapping your phone, you groaned at the reflected time: 2:37am.
might as well get up, he’ll be here soon anyways. you thought to yourself as you slowly got up from the comfort of your bed, already missing the warmth you so desperately wanted to crawl back into.
heading to the the kitchen, you got yourself a glass of water and decided to sit by the island until you got his text. in the silence, you could hear the soft pitter patter of rain outside your window and you wondered what could’ve possibly happened for him to have called you out of all people asking to spend the night. typically you don’t crash at your ex’s place after a breakup.
i’m here! you read the text and smile as you hear the soft shuffling outside your front door.
“hey.” he greets you warmly when you open the door. his jacket is soaked but he shakes off the excess water before stepping foot into your apartment and you silently thank him for the action before closing the door behind him.
“do you need to take a shower?” you asked and he shook his head.
“it’s fine really, just need a place to spend the night. i won’t stay long, promise.” he says and you wonder if it’s the exhaustion that says it’d be fine if he did. the drawer filled with his clothes still remain anyways.
“thank you, i’ll be fine. go back to sleep, i’m sorry for waking you.” he’s gently pushing you towards the direction of your bedroom but you only move an inch before you’re turning back towards him with a small frown. “what?”
“i cant let you sleep on the couch.”
“then the ground.”
“soonyoung!”
he bites back a grin, only adding fuel to your slightly annoyance that he only finds adorable.
“come,” you give him no time to protest before grabbing his hand and guiding him towards to your room. “i’ll get you a blanket.”
he stands awkwardly by your bed after taking off a few layers, leaving him in only a t-shirt and pair of sweatpants while you rummage through your closet for a spare blanket. you hand it to him with a nod before getting back to bed, your exhausting weighing heavy as you fight sleep just long enough to watch him crawl onto the bed with you, leaving a noticeable distance between you two.
a smile makes its way to your lips but sleep seems to reach you quicker as a quiet “night soonie.” reaches his ears and despite having lived in this apartment with you some time ago, it feels awfully new now that the two of you are no longer together. everything seems unfamiliar now, yet this feels oddly nostalgic.
“y/n?” he calls softly, watching as you mumbled something he couldn’t quite make out in response. the only coherent thing he could catch was his name before you’re suddenly inching closer to him making his hold his breath.
“y/n.” he tries again to no avail, seeing as you’re now nearly curled up against his chest. despite having asked for a place to sleep for the night, he finds it difficult to even try falling asleep when his mind is struggling to process what is happening and what he should do. he didn’t want to overstep but he also feared possibly waking you up again if he tried to get you to roll back onto the opposite side of your bed.
it also didn’t help that you looked so peaceful like this.
i’ll be gone be gone before sunrise. he eventually told himself. he would be gone before you woke up and neither of you would have to worry about what happened. it would be like he was never here in the first place.
closing his eyes, he selfishly allowed himself to savour moment as your soft breaths lulled him to sleep.
“for old times sake.” he told himself. he would be home by sunrise, and the two of you would go back to being strangers.
now if only he had actually left before sunrise.
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minghao: “oh my bad,” your voice startles the man sitting idly on the swing. “i thought no one would be here, i didn’t- i should go-”
he calls your name as you begin to turn around. you’ve forgotten how it sounds rolling off his tongue.
“yeah?” you turn towards him, and when you do, he’s gesturing to the empty swing seat beside him and you know deep down you should just leave, you need to get over him and while avoiding him isn’t necessarily the smartest thing, it’s easier than fighting to not fall for him all over again. but then he’s flashing you that charming smile and reasoning that it’s “for old times sake” and you find it hard to say no to him. it always has—but somehow not when he first brought up the idea of ending it. you push the thought to the back of your mind for now. and so, despite your head screaming at you to turn around and walk back home, you find yourself sitting on a swing set beside minghao as he listens to you talk about the stars up in the sky.
you were hesitant at first, only briefly making small talk before he curiously asked about a particular constellation it’s the first one you ever showed him. there’s a fond expression on his face as looks at you—distracted and all too consumed by the stars above—that hasn’t seemed to disappear even after your relationship came to an end.
he wonders, sometimes, if the stars remembered when he’d bring you to this park every night when you were younger, listening closely as you talked about whatever it was that was currently on your mind. he wonders if they remembered watching the two of you; reckless, young, but oh so inlove with one another. he wonders if they remember how many nights he's sat here, heart aching in his hands as he wished for anything that could make him yours again.
they do remember, and perhaps it is out of pity that tonight, the stars seem to shine brighter as if allow you the moment you’ve relived so many times in your youth. for old times sake.
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dino: your friends weren’t good at being subtle. or at least you hoped they were trying to be subtle.
your relationship with chan had ended two years ago and despite choosing to still remain friends, it was evident that your friends seemed to believe that there was still a chance of relighting that old flame. perhaps they weren’t wrong.
“it looks like its going to be just us.” chan said when he realized that the rest of your friends had already paired up whilst in line, leaving the two of you left as the ferris wheel operator motioned for the two of you to get on. he flashed you a small smile, almost apologetic, as he extended a hand out for you to take.
glancing up at the pods your friends now occupied, you shot them a scowl before hastily taking his hand and getting into the pod of your own. his hand still in yours even after you’ve both even seated and the ride started. you didn’t notice until he readjusted his hand so that your fingers were now intertwined and you looked down at your hands in slight horror.
he simply gave you a smile before turning to look out at the shoreline. “for old times sake.” he said, referencing to your first ‘date’ where nearly the same situation had happened. the only difference between them and now was that at the top of the ferris wheel chan had finally confessed after months of claiming to be ‘just friends’. this time, he only holds onto your hand tightly, squeezing it almost reassuringly while avoiding your gaze altogether.
“chan?”
his expression was soft when he looked at you, the devotion he still holds for you practically leaking out as he hummed in acknowledgment at your call.
“nothing.” you replied, giving his hand a squeeze. he smiled in return.
for old times sake.
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Ultimate Word Tournament!
Season 2
đìu hiu (Vietnamese) [ʔɗiw˨˩ hiw˧˧] evoking a complex sense/feeling of longing, loneliness that is bittersweetly, wistfully sad; desolate; gloomy; forlorn.
pu (toki pona)
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/pu/ 1. to read or otherwise interact with Toki Pona: The Language of Good, by Sonja Lang. 2. an interaction with Toki Pona: The Language of Good. 3. (by extension) The book Toki Pona: The Language of Good itself. see also "lipu pu"
(for context, lipu pu was the first published book detailing how to speak toki pona. The word is kinda a jokey word and not really considered essential, but it is still useful if you want to talk about the book and the original 120 words in it, as opposed to words coined later)
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cosmickyeom · 1 year
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seventeen, boyfriend headcanons ⋆ ﹕₊˚ things about dating xu minghao !
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a/n: happiest of birthdays to seventeen's (and the universe's) one and only xu minghao! may he get more peaceful nights without seventeen keeping him up with karaoke! word count: 0.5k genre: fluff sincerity just drips from this man. when he asks about the minute details about your day, it's actually because he genuinely wants to know about it. he's an amazing listener. minghao knows that sometimes, his silence can be more comforting to someone than any arrangement of words he can string together. it's not common to receive someone's complete, undivided attention, but with minghao, it's a given whenever you're the one talking. with all his focus on you, it can get a bit nerve-wrecking when he's locking eyes with you through the entire duration of your shared conversation with each other, but when you see all the love that rests behind his eyes, suddenly it all doesn't seem so intimidating. with this in mind, you guys would have a night routine that would kick in the moment you're both under the covers and sharing each other's personal space. each night, there is always a couple of minutes dedicated to you two catching up, sharing what you're grateful for that day, etc. there's just something so comforting about being able to freely share your thoughts with the love of your life in the quiet space that you've created together. when it's all said and done, as he does every single night, he would tuck you against him and would thank the universe for bringing you two together, and despite his voice becoming heavy as he's being pulled into dreamland, you know he means it every time he says it. after being together for so long, the concept that your clothes are his to wear and his clothes are also yours to wear is one that has been long accepted in your shared household. there's no use in being sour over the fact that he took one of your oversized tees to wear, because he would be just as quick to point out that it was only the other day where you walked out wearing his jacket! at this point, whenever you catch each other wearing something that belongs to the other person, you'd get in each other's faces with knowing smiles and inquire where'd you get that cool shirt/sunglasses/hat? i bet the person who let you borrow it has PHENOMENAL taste in clothing. also, can you imagine doing try-on hauls with this man?! i can only imagine this being a strong tradition in your home. after any of you go shopping, a bottle of wine gets popped open, and you put on a fashion show for the other person. he's the kind of person who is able to transfer his strength and confidence in you through a single hug or with a simple squeeze of his hand around yours. he's the feeling of home when you're locked in his embrace. he's a warm mug that's filled with your favorite beverage that he wordlessly slides over to you as a sign of support while you're busy working on a project. he's the push to show up as your best self each and every day, and the steady presence you can always rely on to stand by you when you're too exhausted to show up for yourself. minghao is comfort, warmth, love, and peace all wrapped in one human being.
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mewguca · 2 months
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The people NEED iderator yuri!!!
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What kind of iterator yuri you want
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also Gathering Petals belongs to @cloverlady
sorry almost all of it is doomed
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randomyounglady · 28 days
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When cartoon characters say "PU, what's that smell?!", they aren't referring to some made up word. They are asking for the thoughts from PU, the Smogon competitive Pokemon format home to such favorites as Charizard, Vikavolt, Tornadus, Dudunsparce, and Terrakion*.
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moonyomai · 5 days
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rat-filled-pit · 2 months
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Started talking to someone and they wanna clip our collars together and grind needily against each other while making out. I didnt even bring it up. I need them.
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artsy-arlequin · 7 months
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Uranium pen doodles real
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strawberryseeded · 7 months
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