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p4nishers · 9 months
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oh my god. it just hit me. the time they met in eden, the first time in crowley's mind, he asked aziraphale a question and instead of smiting him or ignoring him, he answered. for the first time in his demonic existence, someone answered a question for him without any thought, like he deserved to hear the answer. no wonder he immediately fell in love huh
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twinkodium · 8 months
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[CAR CRASH] [BUILDINGS FALLING] “GOOD GOD” [EXPLOSION] [BABY CRYING] "WAH" "WAA" [YELLING] “SHUT THAT DAMN BABY UP” [SIRENS] WEEE WOOO WEEE WOO [HELICOPTER AND NEWS TRUCKS] “WE’RE REPORTING LIVE FROM THE SCENE-“ [BANG] [LOUD COMMOTION] "MY LEG…MY LEG!!!"
GIGGLING KICKING MY FEET AND GRINNING LIKE AN IDIOT 😩
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venomgaia · 7 months
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Guys that go bump in the night
(minorly inspired by @karniss-bg3 's response to this ask)
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ohno-the-sun · 1 year
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Woot woot more mad scientist au doodles! 
Credit to @oobbbear​ 
Another doodle under the cut (its my favorite but its gory so be warned)
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whereismyhat5678 · 5 months
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I GOT THE BIGGEST DOODLE DUMP HOLY HECK-
It’s ALL TADC so be prepared *cracks knuckles* I also made sure I drew all the cast, Pomni and Kaufmo I already drew so they don’t count BUT I did add them in some sketches- (Mostly Kaufmo-💀)
HERE THEY ARE‼️‼️
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Took me a while- BUT DID IT!!!
Pretty proud of myself since I say they all look pretty solid 💪💪 Favorite ones were Ragatha, and Caine 💗💗 (But mostly cuz I LOVE their designs 💥💥💥💥
But if anything, can you tell who’s my absolute favorite?…Pretty hard to guess not gonna lie- 🧐🤔🤨
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n4rval · 1 day
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the way his words are so carefully curated, not only for the sake of precision, but so it fits a rhythm that is breathable for a slow speaker.
to say exactly what he means in a short sentence, with recurring pauses and a clear pronounciation. to prefer periods(.) over commas(,).
not to be needlessly verbose – much the opposite; because this vocabulary serves the purpose of clarity, organization and to hold the attention of the listener.
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ryllen · 6 months
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Sobbing, instead of studying I translated more of doujin page from the same artist, linking 2 more, with (shorter) summary,
this one is about trey who actually acts normal not because he wants normality, but because he feels like he has to be normal (like trauma after getting riddle into trouble), but then jade sense that side of him, and somewhat be like, it's okay not to be normal and it release tensions from trey's shoulders fhsdh when they started dating, trey kept finding himself in trouble that jade brought upon them (schoolmates suddenly wants to get into battle because they have some kind of beef on jade) when cater said, u like normal right? why are u going out with him? trey said, i don't actually dislike it (the trouble) (yea because he is actually not normal)
when azul said, jade why are u going out with trey, he seems too normal? jade be like, no he is not normal at all, trey knows there's someone behind the bench (i hope someone saved them after fshd but then there were ants, ants go for dead bodies, is he ded for real? fshdh BUT WAIT, it was raining, ANTS WON'T COME OUT WHEN IT RAINS, hey! hey!!! AUTHOR!!) but he still gave jade the umbrella calmly in conclusion, TOTES NOT NORMAL! Jade said.
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this one is about riddle becoming best friend with jade, and their unique relationship also bits of riddle realizing jade has feeling for trey and bits of floyd just started to think he likes riddle, and they all help each other (yippie!)
the writing is also in depth & brilliant, but i especially love page 61-64 where jade gave reasoning to trey not to tied himself forever on the trauma of putting riddle into trouble back then that he deserves to be happy himself when trey said "i wish i can do something for riddle" jade replied "riddle wasn't someone that only you could save." "of course it doesn't have to be me." "riddle is a strong person who can find happiness on his own if given the chance." "please be happy too"
RIGHT AT MY KOKORO.
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moeblob · 11 months
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Day 3: Secret
Ylgr's secret is: Pretend like I'm telling you something important because Gunnthra is watching and I'm mad at her right now, okay?
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fanfics4all · 1 year
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Finger Painting
Request: Yes / No   This just popped into my head: Gael from Good Trouble learns his girlfriend suffers from panic attacks sometimes and helps her through it by finger painting, and it's smutty and fluffy please? @fandom-princess-forevermore​
Requests are closed  <3 Have a nice day/night
Gael Martinez x Fem!Reader 
Word count: 860
Warnings: Panic attack
Y/N: Your Name 
A/N: I’m gonna do the smut in part 2! I didn’t feel like the smut would work in this part how I wrote it
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It felt like everything was against me lately. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, my eyes puffy from crying for a long time. I was sitting against my wall, hugging my knees close to my chest. It was hard to breath and my hands were shaking. I reached for my phone and tried my best to find Gael’s number. 
“Hey, baby.” His voice came through the phone. 
“G-Gael…” I stuttered slightly. 
“Y/N? What’s wrong?” He asked, concern laced in his voice. 
“C-Can’t breath…” I stuttered and hiccupped. 
“I’m coming down, is your door unlocked?” He asked. 
“Yes…” I whispered. 
“Okay, I’ll be right there.” He said and hung up. I dropped my phone to the side and tightly hugged my knees again. Gael opened my door a few moments later and rushed over to me. 
“Y/N, what happened?” He asked, sitting next to me. 
“T-Too much… Everything’s just… too much…” I said in-between heavy breathing. He gently pulled me into his lap and wrapped his arms around me. 
“Can you breath in for me?” He asked and I closed my eyes. I tried my best to take a breath, but it was shaky. 
“Good, now hold it.” He whispered. 
“Now breath out.” He whispered and I let out a shaky breath. 
“Good, can you do that again?” He asked and I nodded. We repeated that for a few moments, until I was able to breath just a bit more normal. 
“Do you wanna talk about it?” He asked and I shook my head. It was silent for a moment, until Gael gently lifted my head to look at him. 
“Does this happen a lot?” He asked and I shrugged. 
“Sometimes…” I answered quietly. He nodded and let me rest against his chest. 
“I have an idea that might help.” He said and I looked back up at him with curious eyes. He smiled and lifted me up in his arms. He left my room and I hid my head in his chest. I really didn’t want anyone to see me like this. 
“Hey Gael! Oh and Y/N! Do you guys-” 
“Sorry Alice, but Y/N and I are a little busy at the moment.” Gael stopped her. 
“Oh, sorry!” She said and Gael continued on his way. I felt the breeze against my skin and realized we were going to his room. He opened the door and set me down on his bed. He pulled out a fresh canvas and paints. 
“What are you doing?” I asked in a soft voice. 
“We’re gonna finger paint, you can paint how you feel or just turn your mind off and feel the paint. It’ll be calming.” He said and I smiled slightly. He pulled off his shirt and looked at me. 
“Do you want one of my old shirts or just go bare?” He asked and I blushed. 
“Uh um… C-Can I have one of your shirts?” I asked and he smiled. 
“Of course baby.” He said and pulled out an old t-shirt that already had paint on it. I replaced mine with the old t-shirt and he offered me his hand. I took it and he sat me on the stool in front of the easel. He put different colors on the pallet and took a step back. I looked at him and he just smiled. 
“Go on, paint whatever you want.” He said and I shrugged. 
“I-I don’t really know what to paint…” I said. He came up behind me and gently took a hold of my hand.
“What color do you want first?” He asked and I stared at the colors for a second. 
“Um, orange?” I said, more like a question then an answer. He gently pushed my finger into the orange paint and smeared it against the canvas. I watched in awe as the paint left lines as they slid against the canvas. 
“Next color?” He whispered in my ear. 
“Green.” I whispered. He dipped my fingers in the green paint and moved my fingers around on the canvas. Once the green was finished we used blue, then yellow, then purple. 
“Next color?” He asked and I shook my head. 
“You’re done?” He asked and I nodded with a smile. 
“It’s perfect.” I whispered. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek. 
“Did it help?” He asked and I nodded. 
“A lot actually, thank you.” I said and he turned me around. 
“If you ever need to do this again, feel free to come in here anytime you need.” He said, gently caressing my face. 
“Thank you, babe.” I said and kissed him. 
“Hey, no need to thank me. I’ll always be here to help you.” He said and I smiled. 
“I’ve never found anything that helps more than this.” I said. 
“How often does this happen?” He asked and I sighed. 
“I just get panic attacks sometimes. Some are worse then others.” I shrugged. 
“Do you wanna talk about it?” He asked and I shook my head. 
“No, I’m feeling better. Let’s not ruin this.” I said and hugged him tightly. He held me back and gently rubbed my back.
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nikoisme · 9 months
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Currently obsessed with the idea of young Odysseus being a troublemaker. Like, everyone is coming to Laertes like "your son is nothing but trouble" and his parents are exasperated. He keeps making problems. Like,, you're supposed to be the king one day young man. He doesn't care. Also we lowkey have no info on Ctimene?? And her relationship with Ody?? I say she was a total snitch who loved to get her brother in trouble - your stereotypical brother/sister relationship
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maitaitiu · 4 months
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jrpgau cherenverse is so great. ohashi time
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vv-ispy · 2 days
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anyway my other venti's history shaping how he is headcanon is that as a wisp he was rarely taken seriously — people are kind to him and will put faith in him due to his being an elemental being, but between a little wind wisp vs a storm god, the wisp isn't doing much they're in the middle of the archon war, great strong gods are getting struck down all the time. (Even later as a god he's seen as the weakest god, possibly the god with the unlikiest of origins out of a group who were gods and powerful being before reaching archonhood)
But the bard treats him not as a contender, not as a god candidate, not even as their hope to take down Decarabian but as a friend.
So he doesn't take himself seriously either, he knows he has the power now yes but habits remain and he doesn't want to be a tyrannt, and in the end the most impactful relationship in his life will always be the bard who treated him not for his role or his potential but as a friend to love and cherish and understand
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h3rmitsunited · 2 years
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Thinkin bout a merlin au where sorcerers get caught and trapped a la genie in a bottle and merlin was trapped by uther years ago and arthur comes across the bottle or lamp or whatever he's caught in and merlin pops out snarky and annoyed like yeah yeah three wishes or whatever but arthur has been so conditioned to see magic as evil that he is like no I am not making any wishes get away demon spawn and like whatever is keeping them in the bottle makes them only visible to the one that summoned them so nobody else can see merlin and arthur is half convinced he's going crazy and this merlin weirdo won't leave him alone and says he can't leave until he makes these wishes but he is not listening because magic is evil and he knows making a wish will corrupt him. But then of course merlin starts seeing the potential of arthur and guiding him to like do the right thing and they start becoming reluctant friends and merlin didn't talk about the whole uther imprisoning him thing because he sort of assumed arthur knew all about that and it's a bit of a sensitive subject but then as they get closer and maybe merlin instinctively saves arthur with his magic (without being asked or using the wishes) and then he tells arthur about it and arthur is like thats horrible I want to fix this and he's like I should use my wishes for that and like wishes idk some things to help magic and Camelot and then he has one wish left and he's like im gonna wish you free but then arthur gets hurt badly enough that merlins magic can't heal it unless he wishes it and begs arthur to use his last wish to save his own life instead of using it to free merlin and arthur is like uh uh nope and pulls a tangled and frees merlin and he's like suddenly visible and arthur dies but merlin is emrys and super powerful and without the bindings he like saves arthurs life with like a magic kiss because merthur rights lol and it's great and emotional and uther is so shocked he has a heart attack and dies the end
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thelionandtheeagle · 6 months
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Do you guys wanna see something so immensely Tim Drake it kills the man? (In a good way. Affectionately. I love him so much)
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There's so much that could be said here, it's great
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mariemariemaria · 4 months
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Does anybody else feel like mental health awareness has done very little to help them in material reality
#i was gonna say done nothing to help but that seemed too harsh#like there definitely is more knowledge about it now. maybe more people feel comfortable speaking about it which is good#but personally i don't feel that. like idk. workplaces will post about mental health awareness and then do nothing to help employees#the same w universities. my uni cut back the already meager mental health support#and then the government is doing absolutely fuck all as well#like idk im just back in a place i thought id gotten out of long ago and i still don't feel comfortable talking about it with people#maybe that's a me problem or maybe it's cultural or something idk. but in the 10 years ive been depressed (🫠) i don't think it's gotten a#whole lot better. teenagers are still dealing with the same shit i did and they're still not being taken seriously#women's mental health is not even spoken about.....anxiety depression sh eds etc are still ignored or seen as hysterical behaviour in women#or just normal esp with disordered eating. society hasn't changed people still want women to be stick thin and weak#like i know 10 years is a short time and there has been massive improvements in mh awareness if we look back over the past 50+ years#but idk i just think that it hasn't gotten better for a lot of people#i think specifically of belfast and like god. the amount of trauma there is the amount of homelessness the amount of substance abuse#drug abuse in particular that has gotten visibly worse over the past decade or so*#and i connect the dots n see the 2008 recession + a tory gov defunding the nhs + dehumanisation of homeless people & addicts + the troubles#+ ptsd + generational trauma + a negative peace + classism + paramilitary drug dealers + parties linked to those paramilitaries#and its like hmmmm i think we live in a society. and a mental health approach based on individual actions like journaling and meditation#isn't the way to go. or at least is not the be all and end all which is what a lot of mental health awareness raising seems to promote#*visibly worse on the streets. it was always a problem ofc but even a decade ago my parents never imagined it would be as bad as it is now#and it's become so normalised. i do think there's less individualism here than there seems to be elsewhere which can be good and can be bad#but i think we are becoming more and more individualistic. slowly. there's still a sense of community here but i do think it's changing#and callousness towards homeless people is one of the most obvious examples of this.#love when i put a wee asterisk in the tags of a post. like i have A Lot To Say lol
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carnal-lnstinct · 2 years
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@blue-wristbands @enayru I jumped out of bed for this one ♥
Rating: M/18+ Warning: suggestive theme, implied overstimulation, not proofread (literally wrote it in the spur of the moment xD) Insp: this masterpiece
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You were told the super saiyan forms were maintained by some degree of controlled anger, but you don't think you've ever seen a more calm man. Goku took comfort lying beside you and in no time fell asleep himself, using his large arms to support his head with his back facing upward. It seemed even his snores were more gravelly in this form of his, but there was no mistaking the sound of his slumber.
You took a moment to look him over in curious wonder, amazed that this powerful body could be maintained while he was fast asleep. Your hand hovered over, hesitating to touch out of worry of disturbing him. Who knows what kind of mental fortitude he had up at the moment that he wouldn't immediately leap up in attack mode at you for it. Oh, but you couldn't resist gently moving his elongated bangs from his face, revealing his snoring gape and the tips of sharp canines peaking when he inhaled. You even poked his cheek to test your theory and he didn't budge at all.
Clearly, you were overthinking it—It's Goku after all, he's not inching from sleep sawing logs like that no matter what transformation he takes. If anyone could make a beastly form like this look so harmless, it would be your dearest love to do it. It put a sweet smile on your face, brushing your hand down the spikey mane from the top of his head to his nape, enjoying how they sprung back up from beneath your hand. The change in texture when your hand brushed against his red back tempted your hand further, smoothing your palm against the ripple of muscles and then back to feel his warm fur between your fingers. Just the right amount of shag and velvet to the touch, you would imagine a good brushing would soften it all up nice.
Your fingers went from smoothing around his muscles to scratching in little circles down his spine, finding a small flex in his shoulders that hitched his snoring but didn't interrupt it any further. However, the lower you went down his exposed back you felt him curve slightly under your hand and his tail rising in a lazy sway. A tired groan from the saiyan replaces his snores but by now you couldn't resist raking your nails against his back, finding the fur strangely more rough around the small center of his back. That's when his tail jolted up and his hips lifted to press into your nails for more.
You scratched more earnestly and grinned lovingly at the way his spine dipped to raise his hips further and direct your fingers to certain spots. A very seduced, throaty sound leaves him when he fixed himself up on his knees and stretched out beneath you with his tail curving. There's a visible shudder from him when you scratched the hidden parts of his spine behind his pants, right where his tail jutted from his backside.
Ah, you found the spot!
Goku's face shrank behind his arms as his body acted on it's own, or rather obediently to your attentive scratching around there. You haven't gotten this close to his tail since the first incident with it, learning how it incapacitated him when squeezed or tugged too hard. But a tender, diligent scratch around the fur made him like this? How he trembled under the small circles your nails carved but pushed into it with a sporadic flick of his long tail. For such powerful saiyans, you're learning more about their frailty than you should. Lucky for Goku, you love him too much to use this against him. Nefariously. Instead, you'll make use of this discovery for yourself. A private little means of coercion when his impulsive behavior isn't so palatable.
But an overindulgence comes with a price, you'll soon learn. When he abruptly grabs your hand away and sits up on his knees, his larger form appears imposing over you. The shade of red highlighted on his face is revealed to you among his salacious expression that seems even more pronounced by his furrowed brow and the heated breath passing his visible fangs. You're stunned by the sight, finding the disturbed beast of fortitude from your imagination brought to life by unexpected means. Goku acted without word pinning you down, tasting your skin with a wide lick of his tongue against your neck and unseen bulge humping into you through the thin layers keeping it at bay. His body felt so much warmer, suddenly that heat finding you as well like a jolt of energy linked to your core. Pooling in your sensitive parts, how the touch of his hot tongue and rutting against your aroused flesh could send you over without even trying.
Ah, it was worth it.
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