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designernishiki · 10 months

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realized that alot of people probably havent heard ryuji's karaoke interjections in dead souls and i need to fix that immediately because they're the best karaoke interjections in the entire franchise

#BEAST noises #ORE WA RYUJI #thats so DUMB hes just yelling out 'I'M RYUJI' like damn king you sure are!!!!!!!#every time my friends and i hear this song we HAVE to yell out the ryuji interjection noises and i honestly cant hear it anymore #and NOT hear them in my head #please. its. its a gift ryuji i love you #audio #ryuji #ryuji goda #dead souls #yakuza dead souls #yakuza #rgg #anyway. you're welcome #the song is saturday night lover btw

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mister13eyond · 10 months

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I just saw barbie and i have Thoughts

#i simply think allan is THE transmasc experience #you know when you're a guy and you know you're a guy but like #even though the guys all act like you're welcome to hang with them #you're still not ONE of them #but you're also Definitely not one of the girls #but the stupid shit guys are doing makes you feel insane #and also you know for a fact girls are way better than they get treated by men #so you're like on their side #but you're still not ONE of them #anyways we stan allan #barbie #barbie 2023 #greta gerwig barbie #allan #allan barbie

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knifearo · 5 months

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"asexual discourse" is so funny cause dude that's not discourse and it's never been discourse. it's not an argument and it's not a conversation bitches are just yelling at us unprompted and then making up people to get mad at 😭

#exclusionists will act like they're in the fucking trenches when they're posting #as if they're not taking the time to walk into someone else's community without provocation and start being nasty.#saw a post the other day that was saying smth aphobic and was like 'it's true and we should be allowed to say it'#babe nobody's Stopping you. you can say whatever the fuck you want.#thing is though that when you say shitty things. people don't typically like it <3 #anyway die mad sorry that you fell for heteronormativity and amatonormativity and assume both to be the norm.#i'm gonna keep creating community with other queer people and you are more than welcome to go off and die alone <3 #also if you're fr going into ace discourse in the year of our lord 2024. jesus fucking christ get a hobby #aromantic #aromanticism #arospec #aroace #aspec #talking #asexual #ace discourse #ace exclusion

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main-bird · 10 months

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after noya with glasses, i give you noya with long(ish) hair. you're welcome

#haikyuu #haikyuu fanart #haikyuu nishinoya #nishinoya yuu #my art #no one actually asked for this but you're welcome anyway

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dinonuggiescosyes · 3 months

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#nick valentine #john hancock #fallout 4 #shitpost #what am i doing with my life #anyway yeah this is my contribution to society you're welcome

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robert-deniro · 5 months

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The Room (2003) // Killers of the Flower Moon (2023)

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kamvna · 10 months

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✧ You left me waiting ...

#arlecchino #genshin arlecchino #fatui #harbinger #fatui harbingers #the knave #genshin impact #genshin fanart #my art #sports bra arlecchino #POV: you're late for training #what do you have to say for yourself?#anyways this is an offering to the lesbians for welcoming me back to tumblr #i've missed this place #everyone's so lovely about art #sorry about the anatomy it's really hard #but i like how it looks so i'm calling it done for my own sanity

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t1oui · 2 months

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barty crouch jr. is eleven the first time evan rosier takes his breath away.

he's a second year in barty's house, with warm brown skin and blonde hair and amber eyes that flash gold in the sunlight. he knows regulus. one of barty's dormmates, somehow, and he smiles at barty like he wants to know him, too.

barty is thirteen when he finally figures out what the butterflies in his stomach mean.

they're sitting down at the lake, barty on the grass, soaking up the sun. pandora sits on a blanket next to him, her half of it in the sun, the other half underneath regulus in the shade of a tree. dora's busied herself with making flower crowns, and evan and dorcas are swinging at each other and laughing, both ankle deep in the water of the black lake. evan reaches up to kick water at her, and the silver of his anklet - a thin chain with a silver daisy charm hanging off of it - catches the light.

dorcas ducks away and shoves evan square in the chest, sending him stumbling back a few steps before he finally lands hard on the grass next to barty. it must've hurt, even in the soft green, but instead of wincing, he just turns to barty and grins.

oh, barty thinks. it's so obvious, he thinks.

barty is a fourth year the first time he kisses evan rosier.

it's the first christmas he doesn't go home for. he spends long hours knocking about the castle, staying out past both the regular curfew and the one made later for the break.

"can't sleep, crouch?" evan had asked him, making him jump, polished prefect badge - no doubt pandora's handiwork - sparkling from his collar. and suddenly there was mistletoe and the chance to finally make his fantasies a reality. there was the taste of evan's lips (vanilla) and the smell of his shampoo (cucumber) and the feeling of his arms around barty's waist (intoxicating).

even on that dreary, cold evening, there was hope.

barty is a sixth year when regulus begins going out with james potter.

they're on the train, barty halfway out the window, evan's arms tight around his middle in the fear of him falling, and barty hoots with laughter when regulus jumps into potter's arms. potter's a seventh year like evan. head boy, a gryffindor, and one of pandora's best friends, for some reason.

"leave them be, barty," evan snorts, pulling him back through the window. barty watches him, opening his mouth to speak, only to be swiftly cut off by his boyfriend adding, "we can be as dramatic as we like, but i'm not risking missing this train just so we can kiss in front of it."

barty groans in protest, but by that point regulus has arrived at the door to their compartment with a sheepish-looking james potter in tow, so he decides to annoy them instead.

barty is seventeen the first time he comes to hogwarts without evan, and it makes him feel empty.

he's still got regulus and dorcas, of course, but there's a gaping hole in the group now that the twins have graduated. regulus is quiet without james to bring him out of his shell. dorcas doesn't cheer as hard during quidditch games - ones without regulus in them, of course - without marlene mckinnon there to cheer on. and barty? barty isn't himself without ev there to easy his anxieties.

night after night, barty and regulus curl up in the same bed for nights of bad rest. it gets easier, over time. letters pile up. floo calls happen weekly. and while regulus and dorcas struggle, barty thinks about the future. the one decided by him, and not anyone else.

two days after his eighteenth birthday, barty steps off the hogwarts express for the last time.

regulus and dorcas don't hesitate to sprint past him towards james and marlene, who wait with evan futher down the platform. barty, though, hesitates. gives himself a moment to take a deep breath, smile at evan, and start running.

evan envelopes him in a hug, his arms a reassuring weight around barty.

"you must be tired," he whispers, the hint of a smile in his voice. "eight newts, barty. you're insane."

barty grins into evan's chest. "i missed you too, rosie," he mumbles. he lets out a content sigh he didn't realize he was holding in, and evan hums.

"welcome home, love," he says. "our home."