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The potential for teen style is so amazing because Kyle and Wendy are DEFINITELY close friends in high school. Like, once they get past that weird: "ew girls/boys are gross and have cooties" age, they would 100% be like "hey wait a minute Kyle/Wendy's kinda cool" and end up hanging out a lot. They're so similar, they're bound to create the most powerful duo in the school. badass wlw/mlm solidarity at it's finest.
Stan would be going through it lmao. His hot ex girlfriend and his best friend whom he frequently has homosexual thoughts about are HANGING OUT, and TALKING, and HOLY SHIT DID THEY LOOK AT ME??? ARE THEY TALKING ABOUT ME??? WHY IS WENDY LAUGHING NOW??? WHAT IS GOING ON???
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rapid-oxidization · 6 months
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Sigh ok conclusion and rhen no more essay
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muffin-snakes-art · 3 months
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Clobie
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ihad-athought · 2 months
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HELLO PEOPLES. Im Ihad_athought and this is my first post
Sooo i do sam and cloby, timothee chalamet, tom holland and more fics
I do EVERYTHING even nsfw
Love you all smmmm❤️
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golbrocklovely · 1 year
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I just came across some comments of some "fans" talking about how colby looks how he's face is fatter and he downgraded and all that nasty shit and I'm honestly disgusted by how someone can claim they are supportive fans and just body shame/ criticize cloby bout his looks i sometimes am fed up with some people in this fandom .
that's really fucked. fans were talking about colby looking chubby a month or two back even tho his face was just… puffy. it's really not right to talk about someone like that.
colby is literally so beautiful, so attractive. he's never not attractive, so it's insane to me to see fans say something like that just bc his face was puffy or bc he had acne or bc of any other bs reason.
ppl like that, fans like that, suck ass. fuck off, permanently. truly lol
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vic7choas · 11 months
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IM BALLING. CLOBY HAS CANCERRRR. WHYYYYYYYY
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gaycaelus · 2 years
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good morning cloby!!!!!! hope you dont mind my 9AM bleach liveblogging
GM CHARLIE!!! i don't mind at all !! :D
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misfxtz · 5 years
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jimlakejunior · 6 years
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Claire, looking into the first aid kit: Why the fuck would you fill this with Cheetos?
Toby, bleeding out: I thought it would be funny at the time…….
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HGDHGDBHGDHGDHJGBDC COLLAB WITH @bloogers-boogers!!!
the coloring is going WILDDDDDD i dunno what to even SAYYYY!!!
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yellowmagicalgirl · 6 years
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Weight of the Waters
AU: Claire doesn't make it back from when she retrieves the bridge from the shipping container in the ocean. Rated T for semi-graphic descriptions of drowning. There’s some very vaguely implied Toby/Claire if you squint. Credit goes to @infographicisminetocommand for giving me the idea.
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Toby hated the ocean. He had hated it since before he could spell the word hate because it was what had taken his parents from him. As a kid, there had been two things that terrified him to no end: storms and being submerged in water. It had been a struggle for Nana to convince him to take baths. As soon as he was able he started taking showers instead. However, it had been fourteen years. Toby had thought he had gotten over his fear, but then the universe proved him wrong.
Toby stayed where they had retrieved the pieces of the bridge until Steve began to stir. Toby had deleted the video from his phone (no need to ruin Jim's name for something he had no affect on). He had had a plan for when Claire finally made a portal to send herself back. However, even with his gravity hammer Toby didn't think he had the strength to send the bully back to Arcadia, so he grabbed NotEnrique, and ran to where they had stashed the bikes. He contemplated giving NotEnrique the glamour mask, so that Claire's parents wouldn't worry, but decided against it. He still needed to pretend to be Jim, and maybe Claire had made a portal straight to her bed so that she could sleep it off. Or maybe he hadn't been the best emotional anchor and she was somewhere in the woods. He left her bike so that she'd know where to get it and tried not to feel like she was dead. She had once said to save his anger for the Darklands, back when they had thought everyone – well, everyone but AAARRRGGHH!!! – was going there to rescue Enrique as opposed to just Jim. Toby figured he may as well honor Claire’s wishes as best he could.
He was able to keep pretending that there was a chance Claire was still alive until he arrived home. He was about to say something to his Wingman when he remembered. In just over two weeks, Toby had lost two of his closest friends, and Jim was nearly a third. He had almost lost NotEnrique as well. It sucked, knowing that for hope of rebuilding the bridge and getting Jim back meant that, just like his parents, Claire had to die in the middle of the ocean.
"Why?" Toby asked the emptiness of his room. If he had a chance to get Claire back, would he have traded away Jim? Jim was his best friend, but only people like Angor Rot, Nomura, Bular, and Strickler deserved to drown, and even those were iffy. Jim had decided to go to the Darklands without them, but Claire had decided to send herself and NotEnrique into an unknown location.
His room wasn’t empty, however. Gnome Chompsky walked out of the dollhouse and stared up at him. Toby remembered back to when he had first met the gnome. Jim had been smaller; all of their problems had been so much smaller back then, even if they hadn’t felt like it. Toby let out a sob as he remembered how he was going to drown Chompsky and then hide the remains using the garbage disposal.
“I’m so sorry, you didn’t deserve that,” Toby cried, not sure who he was speaking to. Did it matter though? None of them deserved drowning. Not his parents, not nearly NotEnrique and Chompsky, and certainly not Claire.
Claire saw Suzy Snooze float upwards towards the top of the shipping container in a dead man’s float. It wasn’t just a matter of if she could muster the anger to save her friend anymore. It was ow a matter of if she didn’t act now she’d be losing her other brother after finally getting back her first one.
She couldn’t lose anyone else.
Saltwater burned her eyes as she opened a portal to Toby and another, larger rupture opened in the side of the shipping container. As NotEnrique passed through the portal to safety, Claire swam to a crate slipping away from its trajectory. She pushed it back into place; her body slipped through the rupture. She tried to swim back through it, even though her limbs felt heavy and exhausted from the vast number of portals she had made.
The portal closed once the crate was through, leaving Claire stranded in a dark abyss. In some ways, it was not unlike where she had found herself when she had taken the Staff from Angor Rot. There were a couple major differences, however. She had been weightless, and a light had filtered through the area from where she and the assassin had passed through. Also, she could breathe there. Here, there was neither light nor air to be had, and the weight of the water around her threatened to crush her.
Claire’s fingers twitched along the edge of the staff. Her fear had saved NotEnrique, why couldn’t she use fear to save herself? As the lack of oxygen burned her body, anger burned her mind. Anger at the staff that refused to obey her, at Steve for calling Jim a fake even though the bully couldn’t have known the extent of Jim’s heroism, at herself for not having practiced more. Were she more practiced, she might’ve not risked them drowning. Anger at Gunmar and the goblins and Strickler and even NotEnrique for kidnapping her brother, anger at her parents and herself for letting him get kidnapped, anger at Jim for going to the Darklands in the first place because it was everyone but Toby’s fault that she was drowning!
Claire opened her mouth to scream. Maybe her anger needed multiple outlets as opposed to just the Staff if she was going to make it out of here alive.
Just as natured abhorred a vacuum, water rushed into her mouth before she could realize her mistake. She tried not to cry, not to open her mouth or inhale through her nose even as her body begged for air. The lack of it and the pressure of the water felt like she was splintering along her jaw, up her fingers, and outward from her eyes.
Claire opened her mouth again, and this time she felt a sticker substance than saltwater exit at the same time as the last bubbles of carbon dioxide. Briefly she tasted bitter iron, but the taste of salt overwhelmed her. She fought against the undercurrent to bring both hands upon the Staff as one last call for it to help her, one last desperate attempt to save herself.
Anchor. She needed someone or something to anchor herself to but thinking of anyone was so difficult.
She thought she saw the area near her hands and the Staff grow darker than the choking blackness that surrounded her.
Claire gasped for air as she pushed herself above the waves before collapsing on the rocky shore. She coughed weakly as the cold air and feeling of wariness hit her, reminding her of the seawater clinging to her clothes. She coughed, and a mixture of saltwater and a black liquid came out. Once again, the tastes of salt, iron, and a bitterness not unlike the 100% baker’s chocolate Jim and her Papi had in their respective kitchens filled her mouth. As she brought her hand up to rub at her mouth, she frowned. It was as if the veins in her fingers and hand had turned black. Was that what she had coughed up? Blackened blood? When she wiped her chin and jaw, the skin felt oddly grooved.
Where was she? She doubted she had been close enough to shore that she could have drifted upwards to shore and lived. However, neither Arcadia nor Guadalajara were exactly coastal, and she didn’t have any poignant memories of beaches that she’d dwell on in times of crisis. The only pond, lake, or similar body of water that she’d care so deeply about that it would appear in her dying moments was currently trapped in the Darklands.
Claire coughed once more before a yellow light appeared at the corner of her vision. The water evaporated from Claire’s clothing, hair, and lungs.
“I’m sorry you had to go through that, Child.” Claire looked up to see a woman in golden armor levitating in front of her. “You have a rather strong grip on the Skathe-Hrün. It took a bit of time for me to get to it so I could save you.”
She extended a hand tipped with armored claws to Claire. The sight of it, as well as the woman’s words about the Shadow Staff, made Claire more uneasy than she had when she had first washed ashore.
“You’ll probably have questions, but you’ll want to rest first. I know just how much damage drowning does to you,” the woman said.
While she had been taught not to look a gift horse in the mouth, Claire also had been taught to trust her instincts and be cautious when accepting a favor. According to her mother, often times what looked like a good deal would have strings attached. Claire’s instincts were telling her to make a portal and go home before her parents could realize she wasn’t there. She was already going to be in enough trouble since she had ditched school. However, she didn’t have the strength to try and make a portal to Arcadia. The staff might not even be hers to command at the moment. Claire looked up at the woman’s masked face to ask to be sent home. Instead, she couldn’t help but notice just how similar the woman’s eyes were to Toby’s.
Claire took the woman’s hand and let herself be led away.
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arrogantmrcnry · 2 years
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HEY I PUT THE DILF SEPHIROTH DOGSHIT I WHIPPED UP ON REDBUBBLE
https://www.redbubble.com/i/sticker/DILFiroth-by-arrogantmrcnry/103945125.EJUG5
its too petite and small to be on a shirt so its just stickers please dont buy this thanks
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When Clint decided to steal a man's wallet, he never expected that this would change his whole life. For better. For worse. Forever.
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iotaqizm · 3 years
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It's me and I'm back with more ligma
Nova??? Rowan??? Cloby??? Alma, even???
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denissemontes · 3 years
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¿Cómo estás, Pá? Sé que estás en un mejor lugar, acompañando principalmente de tu mamá a quien tanto quieres y perdiste muy pronto, así como yo a ti. Ya pasaron 6 meses desde la ultima vez que te vi y fuimos a comer juntos, también ya casi son 6 meses de tu partida. Para mí es muy difícil estar sin ti, espero puedas visitarme pronto en mis sueños, ya hace rato que no te veo, aunque igual sé que siempre me acompañas. Espero a tu lado este la Clobi, cuando vengas tráetela para verla también. ♥️ 
https://www.instagram.com/p/CNuAt2MHAg_/?igshid=ciouezdvdq37
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