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meoskyan · 5 months
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acephobia is so stupid to the point it's comical
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redinthesea · 12 days
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Stop putting him through situations!!!!!!! Think of his blood pressure!!! Everyone stop being mean to him real quick and start clapping or I'll blow this whole building up.
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shorlinesorrows · 4 months
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Give me a Percy Jackson who hates swim team. Who went to a public pool for swim lessons once when he was five and started to sob the second his skin hit the water
give me a Percy Jackson who is always just the slightest bit unsettled at pools because water is never meant to have the life sucked out of it and be divided into lanes or put in boxes in the ground
Water isn’t meant to be contained.
a percy jackson whose skin feels like it’s slowly beginning to burn when he tries to swim in chlorinated water, who hates any set swim stroke with a passion and can’t stick to one for the life of him
who doesn’t understand why you’d want to keep only to the surface of the water, when being cradled under the surface is everything
because swimming is supposed to be like the tides, maybe patterned, but never identical, it’s supposed to be flowing with the world around you as you please
Give me a Percy Jackson who loves the sheer nature of water so much that he can’t help but quietly despise our “pools” and their dead water with their constricted sides and restrictions on what it means to change with the world around you
A Percy Jackson who is the child of water in its most natural state, and who can hardly bear to see the way society has attempted to contain it and sterilize it and strip away its power
He hates swim team, but that’s only the half of it
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coldbycrossfade · 6 months
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MAN THAT REALLY COLORS THIS RESPONSE IN THIS CONVERSATION SO DIFFERENTLY FOR ME
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foureverbrave · 8 months
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Red, White, & Royal Blue + Heartstopper title cards
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sableeira · 8 months
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this is the same man btw. what is in that poison? gay juice?
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sisaloofafump · 3 months
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The Superman style studies had also culminated in a video! Very fun to showcase my favourite artists
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saturnsorbits · 3 months
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Sero Hanta, early-twenties, sat in a small room with his pants around his ankles and a small pot in his hand. There’s porn magazines all over the place, something he’s never quite cared for, but he still manages to deposit his sample with the nurse within a break-neck 10 minutes. Blame his youthful exuberance and the fact he hasn’t touched himself for almost two weeks leading up to his appointment, he guesses.
And you, fifteen years later, with your son. A lanky boy who’s too tall for his age, with a mop of black hair and eyes of such a richly, dark brown they’re often mistaken for black.
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shadeswift99 · 1 year
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Rating Life Series players keysmashes (with no regard for whether they actually know it's a keysmash)
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[ID: a screenshot of in-game chat from the Limited Life server. Grian has keysmashed "wegouiheogu", Scott has replied "same". End ID]
Grian: Unconventional. A lot of vowels. Reads a bit awkward but he's enthusiastic and he's got the spirit. Bonus points for him actually trying to pronounce it out loud. 7.6/10
Scott: not a keysmash but he's gay. Automatic 11/10
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[ID: A second screenshot of chat. Etho has keysmashed "asldnfgakjngripnq". Skizzleman has keysmashed "sadf". End ID]
Etho: Superb. Wide variety of letters, good mix of vowels and consonants, good length, variety of letters from different rows of the keyboard. You can tell he really committed. Minor points off for containing the word grip since it catches the eye and makes it harder to interpret as unassigned sounds only but still a 9.5/10. Makes my Canadian heart proud
Skizz: sadf. 0/10
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ir-dr · 18 days
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⭐ S Q U I S H ⭐ 
Squishy plush badges with Wooacry! They have a fun website where you can preview your merch realtime; I had a pretty good time making these!
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newttxt · 6 months
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i cannot believe i made it to gear 5 without being spoiled,,
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buckttommy · 2 months
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I think this is one of the most underrated quotes from the article yesterday. They don't love this show despite the grown-up stories they tell; this cast loves this show because of the grown-up stories they tell, because they're allowed to explore and probe the depths of queerness, humanity, love, struggle, triumph, devastation, etc. I love how much this cast loves 911 and I love that, even though we all experience the show differently (them as actors, us as viewers), we all adore it for the same reasons.
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blacknidstang · 2 months
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Man i love bitchy sam but i so don't understand how people would think he'd be the same person after eons of being tortured in hell and every god awful thing he went through. Even after s4 sam was never the same. Yes i think the writing could go better in late seasons in many ways but what do you expect even. Plus sam DOES has the sass even in late season, jared still channels it but also like, he is fucked up kicked down and tortured and traumaized man and how do you want him to stay the same cocky bold and bitchy twink he used to be when he was still a baby!???
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lolpsxd · 10 days
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uhmmmm wdym officer im obviously NOT drawing millions of gay sketches that can stupidly lead me to literal arrest in my suspiciously large sketchbook full of color pencil drawings *drops few ratcandy sketches* oh my god who put them here *nervously picks them up* *few more drops* oh god
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anna-scribbles · 2 months
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thirteen update 💕💍🍽️🩸
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chapter 5: february
summary:
“These things do not concern you,” Papa told him flatly. “I will run my household however I see fit. Your concerns are with your schoolwork and your modeling.” Blood pumped heavy and fast through Adrien’s heart. That wasn’t—fair. Concern was about all he was capable of these days. “And what about Maman?” Adrien asked, exhausted, reckless. “May I be concerned about Maman?” Something shifted on Papa’s face, all his emotions smothered in stone.
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The best day of Adrien’s life was eight months and six days ago. No contest.
It was a crisp kind of cold that day, the Paris sky blooming a bright and brilliant blue overhead. The sun pierced right through the brisk February air, a shock of spearmint and adrenaline in his veins. He couldn’t stop widening his eyes, couldn’t stop smiling. The city was so alive. Strains of love songs poured out of open cafe doors and onto tourists, their hands full of red roses and lovers’ hands. The cobblestones sang with the patters of paired footsteps all down the street. It was the city of love always, but today especially. Today Adrien was made of the stuff, just bursting with it.
And, like every other day in the running for the best of his life, Marinette was there.
“You’d better not pull anything,” she warned, tightening her grip on his hand as they passed by a tourist couple looking very… engrossed with each other in the middle of the street. “And—and if you do, you have to tell me. Right now.”
Marinette’s brow was lightly furrowed, the bridge of her nose just barely scrunched up. Her hair was pulled half-back with a pink ribbon, matching the shade of the skirt she wore beneath her velvety black peacoat. Her Mary Janes clipped anxiously down the road and Adrien’s heart danced and swelled and spun in his chest.
“Pull something? Me?” Adrien stepped aside so their arms were outstretched, and then pulled at Marinette’s fingers, sending her tumbling back into his arms. She looked up at him, trying to frown, smiling. He grinned. “I would never.”
“I’m serious.” Marinette untangled herself from his arms and interlocked her fingers again with his. Her hand was the warmest thing in the world. She looked at him sternly, wagging a finger in his face. “I need to know so I can—prepare. Especially if it’s something crazy. No funny business.”
“Marinette,” he moaned, draping a wounded hand over his heart. One corner of his mouth quirked into a smile, eyes darting to meet her gaze. “You think I’m funny?”
She groaned. “I think you‘re—I think you’re ridiculous, and sappy, and romantic, and I think it’s Valentine’s Day in Paris”—this part she shouted, which drew a few stares—“and I think you’re about to take me on an insanely adorable date, and I think Alya took me to get my nails done last week—!”
“You’re so thoughtful,” Adrien remarked, swinging their hands back and forth. “And observant. What a beautiful mind you have, my lady.”
“You have to tell me,” Marinette insisted. She stopped them on the street and frowned at him, pink flushing the apples of her cheeks. “Is it—are you—?”
“Hm?” Adrien murmured, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. Marinette’s cheeks went ablaze.
“I—you—you know what I mean!” she spluttered. “Are you gonna…you know!”
He tilted his head to the side. “Am I…?”
read on ao3
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lazylittledragon · 8 months
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don't you love when you Just stopped feeling guilty about eating the things you like and then one of your parents drops the "i'm concerned about your diet"
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