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bingewatchintilldawn · 8 months
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MAJOR MHA MANGA SPOILERS
OMG YES, THEY ARE FINALLY RESTING
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I hate the fact that shigaraki has such a smug look on his face, bro go kill yourself/hj
IZUKU LOOKS LIKE A SURPRISED CAT-
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"Toshinori is even crazier than you."- Nana Shimura.
most probably her last words before death
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ralvezfanatic · 29 days
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dyeing my hair today :33 !!!!
js bleached it and i look ginger o_o
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florida-star · 1 year
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bristlefrost in before time began?
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the amount of times i almost gave up on this draawing is... abhorrent but OH MY GOD am i glad i did bevause it was so much fun
i kinda made it look like a poster for tbc without even trying
btw the design for her is actually based on my ashfur design! namely, the neck lines and mask(?) in the dark purple. i decided to add some lightning motif as like a nod to ashfurs control over her and such
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kunikida-simp · 1 year
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After cutting my fingers twice, my brother can now eat "bunny" shaped apples
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ribs02 · 7 months
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relationship dynamic
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raiain · 9 months
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some lovejoy fanart i dont think ive ever posted on here ! from around oct '21
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venusinta · 6 months
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💗 i see girls in bikinis, girls in bikinis with roller skates (in outer space)~ 🎶
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dizzybizz · 4 months
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the game dialogue:
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the dialogue in my head:
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catcze · 7 months
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NO BC LISTEN.
WIRO REACTING TO HIS CRUSH/LOVER WEARING A SUIT. LIKE IT FITS THEIR FRAME SO PERFECTLY AND SNUGLY AND WDYM “WHY IS HE LOOKING” OFC HE’S LOOKING LIKE HELLO???
I can’t tell if he would shameless let his eyes roam or would avoid looking at them KDIDKSKSK WIRO BRAINROT IS SO REALL
KAJNSDSA BROOO OMG okokokok something along the lines but 👀
Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!
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You're fiddling with the cuffs of your suit as you exit the changing room, a frown on your face. You're nervous— of course you are! It's not often that you're invited to a high-profile, black-tie event like this, and you'd rather not stick out like a sore thumb.
Wriothesley, who sits comfortably in a plush armchair, has been invited before though. But time and time again he's turned down the invites with some of the most ludicrous excuses. 'A monster is attacking the fortress' is one of his most used ones, closely followed by 'a bird shat on the shoulder of my suit.' But you wonder why he's accepted this time, despite his distaste for the limelight. Well, you shrug, pocketing the thought for later. At least you won't be going alone.
"What do you think?" You pose the question to him, still frowning as you look down at yourself. Did you look okay? Was the fit alright? Did this color wash you out? You had splurged on this (well. Wriothesley splurged on this, technically. He had said it's a gift) and had the suit custom-done, so it should fit your measurements to an exact, but... you frown, not able to shake off the nerves.
And it doesn't help that Wriothesley hasn't said anything since you've stepped out, either. Merely stares at you, eyes roaming your figure. Even at your question, he acts like he hadn't even heard it. Does the suit look that bad?
"Wrio?"
That seems to reach him, and he blinks, finally registering that he's been staring at you— and that you've begun to stare back.
"Oh, uh. Yeah, it looks nice on you. The tailor did a very good job," he says, glancing away, hoping you don't see the red tinge to his cheeks or his ears.
"Really?" You ask, evaluating yourself in the mirror with a frown. "I don't know. I feel like I look like a mess."
"if you look like a mess, then I dread to think what I look like," he says, glancing at you for a second, getting an eyeful of you in that damn good suit, and feels his mouth dry up again. Wriothesley turns his eyes to the corner of the room, finding the fake palm plant there incredibly interesting. Barely more interesting than you. In that very flattering suit. It emphasizes your body very well, he thinks. Makes him see just enough of you while still leaving some to the imagination. And the color you chose for it... red and black, to match what he'll wear, you said. He sighs, troubled, because just the mere memory of it has his heart racing and his palms sweating.
You keep criticizing your reflection for a while longer, and it takes just enough time for Wriothesley to work up the self-control to look your way. "You look good," he says at last. Then clears his throat. His face feels hot. "Better than good, even. You don't have anything to worry about, I promise."
It placates you, because you finally give your own reflection a rest. You back away from the mirror, humming. "If you say so. Thank you, Wrio," you tell him, flashing him a small, shy smile just before you back up into the changing room once more to take it off.
Once you're out of the vicinity, Wriothesley drops his head into his palms, groaning softly.
if he's this much of a mess around you at a fitting, he wonders how much of a fool he could make himself at the actual event.
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put him in YOUR favorite video game
My Reverse 1999 Homescreen...... My phone
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ghostbsuter · 7 months
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Can be read as a continuation of this
.・゜-: ✧ :-
It's been a few weeks, really, since the day he met his biological father.
The oversized hoodie drowned him, a perfect haven while he waits near the entrance to arkham asylum.
The whole week rushed by after the event. His mom, wonderful, black belt, kickass mom had fretted over him the whole time, messaging his therapist not long after and getting an appointment.
His dad had been clingy, giving him bear hugs left and right, it felt nice. Jazz hadn't let him out of her sight for one moment, always searching, always studying.
Man, he loved his family.
"Are you going to visit him?" The gruff voice of Batman asks, and danny shrieks, jumping away as he looks at the vigilante with wide eyes.
"Oh Ancients—! Don't scare me like that!" Danny scolds, hand over his chest and breathing hard.
He can feel the amusement wafting off of Batman. Or something.
Huffing, the child leans against the brickstone pillar holding the gate again.
"No," he ends up answering. "I'm not here to visit... him."
Batman listens quietly, simply standing next to him. He doesn't pressure nor demand anything. If danny thinks more of it, he might get a headache.
"My sister is an intern in Arkham, we're gonna have dinner with Harley and Ivy today." A shrug, and the wind lovingly pushes him.
"Good." The man states, he hesitates a moment before he stretches his arm out towards danny, opening his hand and showcasing the items.
First is a lollipop, famous for being handed over to children after being saved by the bat himself. Second is a pin, in the shape of Batman's signature bat, it had a red button on the other side however.
"It's an emergency alert, in case anything like this happens again." Is quickly explained and Danny takes them, if not a bit tense.
He is unused to the trust the man shows him despite how short their time was spent together. Danny wonders if the bat already snooped around.
"Thanks—"
"Danny!"
His head snaps to the gate opening, brightening up as Jazz runs through and hugs him.
"Jazz!" He eagerly hugs back, thank looks up at her.
"You gotta meet Bat—" He trails off when they turn to the empty spot next to the pair, wind rustling leaves just as he finished. "man..."
Damn batman.
Danny huffs and tugs at Jazz's jacket. "Nevermind then, c'mon let's get a nice present before we visit harley."
Simply bringing her up seems to have Jazz excited. "I still can't believe we're having dinner with THE Dr. Harleen Quinzel!!!"
"And her wife."
"aND THE Dr. Pamela Lillian Isley!!!"
Her enthusiasm is rubbing off on him, he grins, hooking up his arm around hers, and they're skipping towards town, laughing like maniacs.
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jieloksworld · 4 months
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did Husk go to Angel's club👀
POST UPDATE WHOOPSIE DO FOUND THIS HUSK'S INSTA POST (DELETED DUE TO THE SPOILERS)
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THE STORY REPEATS ITSELF
upd. ah well
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guys i started watching supernatural not long ago and theres somethign thats been living in my brain and it owes me money
S2 ep7 spoilers btw
When Dean n Sam are figuring out the Dana Shulps anagram there was something about Sam's handwriting that really just like grabbed my attention
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(dont mind the white text its the only way i could find a pic)
look at his A's dude, LOOK AT HIS A'S
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THEYRE STARS DUDE, HIS A'S ARE STARS
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LOOK AT THE S2 INTRO BRU
STAR A'S
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mikayesha · 3 months
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someone please take my phone away
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sunleaffe · 2 months
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he is DONE! save a horse, ride a cowboy guys
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nyaskitten · 25 days
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Call me insane because I've only seen s7 once, but genuinely I feel like it would've made more sense for Kai to be the one hesitant to think his parents are traitors, and Nya is the one fully willing to believe that, no? The thing is, Kai KNEW his parents, if even only for like 6 years, if only even having vague memories of them, but Nya? She probably barely remembered them, or didn't remember them at all! What reason would She have to care about them? She doesn't seem to care all that much in Seabound after all...
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