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sunbratz · 1 year
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26 years on television and the worst part of being in the sp fandom is the mid tier fanfic ngl
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anxiousdreamcore · 21 days
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Chaotic academia; a hasty morning commute
“If I catch that train I’ll get there just in time!” In time to be late by only five minutes.
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luciality · 1 month
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man mcr was right those teenagers really do scare the shit out of me
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taio-kyo · 2 years
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It's 4 am and my brain is tormented with this doodle I made a few days ago. So. Enjoy fellow Metal Sonic enjoyers <3
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credit to my friend for inspiring this idea
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holysaintscathedral · 8 months
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Since when was "boy crazy" an insult or a negative descriptor of women???? Just say she's a 'pick me' if she's constantly vying for male attention at the expense of other women because that's a part of what being a pick me is you clowns.
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1v1jc · 1 year
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ygo wips from the past year
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shleemies · 9 months
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>need to go through my loops before bed which can take hours
> need to cut my looping short because I need to sleep to wake up early tomorrow
>resume looping because I'm not done so I can't sleep
>need to sleep so try to stop looping
>okay time to sleep
>resume looping because I'm not done so I can't sleep
>need t
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quite sorry for the reblog spam my laptop charger broke so i’ve been away from tumblr so i need to catch up on what i’ve missed
and sadly due to my charger breaking i missed charlie’s 4th birthday which was april 5th 
but send your belated birthday wishes for the cryptid phone if you want! i am back now and hopefully won’t be going anywhere again anytime soon
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arthur-r · 1 year
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this was supposed to be ten bullet points and a sentence long “broad answer”
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gwydionae · 2 years
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*cough*
...don’t mind me. I’m just a few months behind on the “NIGHTWING FINALLY HAS FINGERSTRIPES AGAIN” hype train. Just move along.
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I am sorry.
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chryzure-archive · 2 years
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you know, sometimes i agree w people that dislike “booktok” or “bookstagram” or whatever, but the people that hate it are really fucking insufferable sometimes too. i think that books should have more depth and fun and uniqueness to them because… obviously, and also that we shouldn’t act like classics don’t exist because they’re classics for a reason, but also…. there’s so much hatred and negativity towards ppl that read children’s books and ya novels for fun because they don’t want to be stressed 😭
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actualtoad · 2 years
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mutuals idk if any of you have read little women but if you ever did which of the sisters was your favorite im so interested
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lovelyisadora · 4 months
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rattling the bars of my enclosure over here get these tumors out of me!!!
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cha1cedony · 4 months
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Sigh. Tomorrow. I'll do more. tomorrow 🥲
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girlspecimen · 1 year
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i have such tumblr humor but it’s like evil tumblr humor whenever i see someone posting about smth kinda nice or funny a man in their life said/did (including relatives) i get a little devil on my shoulder that says “reply to that with ‘MARRY HIM!’ like it’s 2015” but then i realize…. they wouldn’t get the joke
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spdrvyn · 11 months
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full stomachs, fuller hearts — MIGUEL O'HARA
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SUMMARY: miguel has gotten used to eating dinner by himself so you decide to change his nightly routine.
THIS FIC CONTAINS: literally nothing but pure unaldulterated fluff. gender neutral terms mostly but querido is used once.
NOTES: OKAY so this was actually a request for someone but i was a dumbass and accidentally POSTED the draft when i meant to save it for later, i panicked and deleted the post so now i lost the request from my inbox forever 💔 whoever that dude was i hope you find this and i hope you enjoy
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Lonely dinners were always a common occurence for Miguel.
That was just how things are. After a long and drawn out day of protecting the multiverse, protecting the city, protecting everything that he's built up and coming home to a desolate penthouse.
It was the norm for him, he had grown accustomed to it. Being isolated in general wasn't a foreign concept to him, but you brought more change to his life that he thought he would hate.
He loves you a lot. You two had been in a committed relationship for a few months now but haven't moved in yet. The every few hours during a day that you would get to visit him or perhaps he could swing by to your apartment were the only times he felt some sense of warmth in his cold, silent life.
It's not like he didn't want to ask you to move in, he does. Oh, so badly. It's just that the constant fear that he's going too fast or getting too excited over this newfound love. He doesn't want to scare you away.
There was also just a small part of him that was getting too used to being around you. It's gone to the fact that whenever he ate dinner, he'd always imagine you on the other side of that table, laughing and sharing stories about how you're day went.
When he snapped out of it, the sight of the empty chair across him brought his spirits down even more.
You were aware of this too.
Which was why you were up at the wee hours of the night, trying to watch an online video recipe for making empanadas. You knew how to cook enough meals to get by but you wanted to try something different for Miguel.
The bar was set a little bit higher this time. You've been over at Miguel's place before and he has cooked for you and every single time you've tried his dishes they were utterly delectable.
You didn't only want to make all of this food for him just because he's constantly eating alone but because he's really expanded your tastebuds ever since you two developed a much more intimate relationship. You could at least owe him one homecooked dinner.
Reminders to yourself, thank Lyla for letting you in and don't blow up Miguel's penthouse.
As you followed the tutorial step-by-step, you couldn't help but let your mind wander a little further. You wondered how Miguel was doing right now.
Yes, he's strong and agile in an almost inhuman way but at the same time you still worried for him. If only he could be here right now, you'd love to have the opportunity to cook with him.
He was grateful that you weren't in the present moment with him right now, his stomach growl in anticipation for it's next meal as he was running and swinging from rooftop to rooftop to get back to his penthouse.
There were many obstacles that he encountered on the way back. The classic old lady getting her purse snatched which gave him severe déjà vu, a bank robbery, and a cat stuck in a tree.
He grew progressively exhausted with each stop, not forgetting that he had his actual duties at the headquarters that he just left from. Sore muscles and a throbbing head, a painful combo for Miguel.
Maybe he should just skip dinner altogether and opt to immediately pass out on his bed, showering in the morning and having a very heavy breakfast. Yeah, that would work...
He glares into the window of his penthouse, not because he was hesitant to make the jump but because the lights were open. He was sure that he left all of his rooms in complete darkness before leaving.
With one final jump, his claws dig into the edge of his window as he pulls himself up. His eyes narrow, in attempts of getting a good peek of what exactly was going on.
An intruder, a home invasion, Lyla having a party without telling him were all of his possible theories.
What he didn't expect was to see you setting up his plate on his kitchen island, plates of delicious smelling food prepared as well.
There was an intrusion, that's for sure. The intrusion of blush on his cheeks, which he quickly had to shake as he took his mask off.
However, as quickly as it disappeared, it came back once he saw the look on your face the moment you noticed his presence.
Pure glee and warmth is how he'd describe it. It's also how he'd describe the embrace that you immediately pull him into, throwing the silverware that you were readying.
It's not like he hesitated to touch you either, he wrapped his arms around you. So glad that he gets to bask in your existence again, bask in you.
"What's all this, querido?"
You separate from Miguel for a brief moment before walking over to the kitchen counter, proudly showing off your creations. "Empanadas and menudo!"
It was like stars clouded Miguel's vision as it all goes through his mind. You came to his house, fixed up a whole meal for him, and for what? He doesn't remember getting you any gifts recently.
So why?
"Are you just going to stare or are you going to try one?" chuckled you, at least it got Miguel to snap out of his daze. His hands reaches out to one of the empanadas and he takes a bite.
Okay, if he was being honest, he's tasted much better before.
But you put so much thought, so much time, and so much care into making this for him. All of those qualities overshadowed the taste and dryness of it, filling his stomach with something else entirely.
This was probably one of the best empanadas he's ever tasted.
"It's really good." He says, swallowing the last of his food, "Best that one I've ever tasted, mi cielo." Then leaning in to press a small kiss to your forehead, warm hand cupping your cheek.
"You're just saying that, Miguel. I tasted them before you got here and they're really dry."
"Still the best I've ever tasted."
He continues to plant kisses on you, trailing from your forehead to the bridge of your nose to your cheek then boarding at your lips, you giggle into the kiss but before it progresses any further, he stops and pulls away.
"Do you want to move in with me?"
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