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strawhatboy · 1 year
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BESTIES HOW ARE WE FEELING RIGHT NOW
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reineydraws · 1 year
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so there's this post that talks about how people call jason's curved knife a kris but it's not a kris 'cuz why would he have a southeast asian knife? and op's tags say if you're gonna give him an 'exotic' weapon at least make him malay or something. a later reblog adds a filipino kris as an example, and then i was like, 'omg, jason in a barong tho.' SO i tried designing a bat-barong inspired by his hood logo, for a filipino jason haha. and now here we are! 😊✨️🇵🇭
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guinevereslancelot · 2 months
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what was with cameron house md she spends 90% of the episode saying she wants their patient to die bc he's a genocidal dictator and her colleague husband says "babe it bothers me for ethical reasons that you want our patient to die :(" and she said "hm maybe you're right :/" but when it comes down to it the genocidal dictator lays a finger on her in an aggressive manner and chase instantly commits medical malpractice to murder the guy and then when he tells her she LEAVES HIM bc boo hoo he's a murderer now like GIRL he killed a man for you!!! he's wracked with catholic guilt!!! he's being crushed beneath the weight of his sins because he chose his devotion to you over his devotion to god!!! he literally could not get any sexier at this moment in time!!!
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willowser · 1 year
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you don't know how much comfort your dragon king bkg drabble has given me ever since you posted it!! i keep reading it i love it sm 🥹
as it turns out, the man bakugou is — a bit harder to handle.
he sleeps like a heathen; you once thought the dragon bakugou to be a bit lazy, with how often he tended to curl up in the fields of grass, warm under the sun, but now — it would seem his little human form needs significantly less rest.
almost up all hours of the day, and when he does finally lay down, he's everywhere. a mess of limbs: one thrown carelessly out to the side and the other bent at an angle you can't believe doesn't hurt his joints. his head stays tucked into you somehow, either buried in your neck or pressed against your ribs — or you'll wake to find him nose-to-nose with you. he still snores like a dragon, however.
you're also beginning to wonder if there is a bottom to the pit of his stomach. he ate much before, whole fields of things, but you expected that appetite to dwindle, at least a little, now that his stomach has decreased considerably in size. and in number ? you're not even sure how many stomachs a dragon has; that's not something that was mentioned in the fairytales.
it burns through him quickly, gives him more energy than he needs, and it doesn't ever seem to affect his weight much. already, he's huge and thick with muscle and eating as much as he does never dulls the severity of his cut abdomen. not that you're looking all that much.
— not that you have a choice not to, as he seems to have little-to-no understanding of —
the door to the bathhouse kicks open, with enough force that you already know who it is without ever turning to look. you try not to shriek when you see him, because he seems to like that in some evil, impish way.
you've been alone to wash so far, thankfully, as the inn you'd managed to find was small and far enough out from the nearest kingdom that the occupancy was low — enough for you and your little brute.
the man bakugou comes to stand in front of the bath, blinking and huffing against the steam. finding clothes for him was — nearly impossible, and so the trousers you'd found hanging on someone's line outside fit above his ankles, a bit too tight around his waist. instead of a shirt, you've wrapped him in a scratchy linen, swaddled him up like a baby to cover the small smattering of scales that decorate his body, almost like freckles from the sun, though they gleam just as bright and red as they ever have. no matter his form.
a horn has started to sprout, on the right side of his forehead, and you've done your best to cover that, too.
you have no idea how long this man thing will last. if it's permanent or if he even has control over it. the last thing you need is for him to switch back, somehow, while you're in the middle of feeding him, absolutely demolishing whatever tavern you're in and calling all of king todoroki's guards to attention.
bakugou grunts, almost sleepy, and tosses a fat, weighty sack onto the edge of the bath. it jingles a certain jingle that makes your heart stop.
"oh, allfather—" you move for the edge, awkwardly keeping one arm against your chest despite the fact that he's seen it all by now. when you peek inside and confirm your fears, you lob it back to him furiously, as if it were a steaming potato. "where do you keep getting this stuff?"
things have started to turn up, miraculously. shiny things — like coins and rings and gems. things he could not have simply found rolling around in the dirt.
"go put it back!" you hiss at him, and the tone of your voice makes his frown deepen. you never realized how pouty he was, when he was still a dragon.
you think he understands you, and you're pretty certain he just chooses not to listen; instead of doing what you've told him in the slightest, he simply dumps the coin-purse to the floor, and then lets his linen and stolen trousers cover it as he unceremoniously undresses.
the biggest issue that you would say the man bakugou poses is — his complete lack of understanding of personal space.
"bakugou!" your voice wavers, shocked again by his nakedness. as if you haven't seen it all by now. "no, you — get out!"
but he does the exact opposite, which is hop into the steaming water, ignoring the arm you hold out to keep him away as he saddles up beside you. skin against scales, pressing a nose into your hair to huff out his annoyance, to make it something you can feel.
if anyone were to walk in right now, they would — probably think the lie you'd told the innkeeper was true. that you are a simple traveler and this is your mute, over-sized husband.
regardless, you think this behavior isn't polite. especially in a public bathhouse.
"bakugou," you try again, turning your face away as you speak to the wood-paneled wall. "i'm taking a bath, you have to wait your turn."
all you receive in response is another huff against your ear and a low rumble of disagreement from his chest.
he has yet to speak back, and has only used inhuman sounds as his points of conversation. the only word you've ever heard him utter is oi, which he does when he really thinks he needs your attention. you're starting to wonder if he's named you that in his head. oi.
curiously, you turn back to him and the movement has him pulling his face from your hair, just enough that he can look down at you, too. watch you, with the red-rippled sea in his eyes.
they're — amazing, you will admit. just as bright and detailed as they always have been. fit for a fairytale told by the fire, veiled by the soft-ash of his lashes. he watches you through them, half-lidded, and you wonder if it's something other than fatigue that has them so heavy.
"do you know what i'm saying?" you ask quietly, voice lacking the firm heat you want it to. instead it's heavy, too, weighted by something soft and unfamiliar and frightening. "can you even understand me?"
bakugou doesn't respond, not with a huff or a rumble or ever a purr, like the one he let out on the night he lay over you by the lake. you've only heard it sparingly since then, oftentimes in his sleep when his face is pressed into you.
you try not to frown at his silence, try not to let it disappoint you because it shouldn't; he's a dragon afterall, and you're not sure what it matters. the little horn protruding from his forehead catches your eye and you reach up to touch it gently, watching him blink away the water that drips from your wrist — and then he's turning into you again, too close.
beneath the water, you feel his hands skate up your bare thighs, wrap around your waist until your chest is pulled flush against his. you feel his huff, again, against the damp skin of your neck but it's slower, lighter. not laced with his frustration. some unknown thing you feel guilty for liking.
you drop your hand to his hair, rushing full force into all the damned things you've thought about doing but have been too afraid to. he's soft between your fingers, and you trace your nails lightly against his scalp until he groans quietly; a new noise, one you don't know how to translate.
your fingers stop when they brush upon little spines that have grown at the base of his skull, that have started to trail down the center of his back.
suddenly, tangled up in the bath with him, you wonder how much time you have left.
bakugou huffs again into your skin, a little fiercer this time, and it's because of his light jostling that you realize how rigid you've gone. you try to relax so that he will, too, though you must not do a convincing job, because a sharp nip comes to your earlobe.
"ow!" you squeal, but he doesn't let you go far, not even as you try to jerk away from him. in fact, the harder you try the more his teeth show: into your cheek and the point of your jaw and then dangerously low on your neck.
it's not until you finally freeze that he stops, huffing again, with a warmth that burns more than the steaming water.
and then, very quietly, he grumbles, "shitty wife," into your collarbone, just before biting you again.
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anewp0tat0 · 7 days
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it doesn't feel real to me fellas. but I don't have time to sit by and chat and unload unfortunately so I'll just drop this and be on my way, cya kind folks very soon ✌️
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not professional but I liked how his eye looked goddang it. I knew I was screwing myself but I did it anyway
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shuploc · 4 months
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WAIT, is it true we're getting more miguel art? Don't get me wrong, I love Astarion, but my atsv fixation is coming back hard and it would just be so perfect! <33 Thanks for all the work you do!
Well, short answer is yes! It's a little silly actually, but to you guys it seems like I just randomly stopped drawing him and moved on, but I've actually been working on multiple Miguel drawings since like, October, for different zines. Those pieces will eventually get posted too, but it'll be a while, ngl.
But yes, ya'll will get a completely different Miggy thing soon, hopefully in time for Christmas! 😊 I'm SO glad you like my Astarion stuff too, thank you so much for the kind words!
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dizzybizz · 6 months
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finally got around to finishing a sketch from last year 🎉🎉🎉
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aug '22 -> mar '23 -> oct '23
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leosmasktails · 6 months
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Happy Halloween everyone!!! 🎃
I took part in the Trick or Treat Exchange this year, and my gift is to @darth-sonny! I heard you didn’t have a preference for what I did, so I hope you enjoy this 🫶
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I’d like to think the one night Splinter let them out as kids was on Halloween, and afterwards they would group all of their candy together :)
(Except for Donnie, he didn’t wanna share his candy 🫢)
@rottmnt-secret-gifting
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thewitchofbooks · 6 months
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🎊Happy birthday Chevalier🎊
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booksandpaperss · 2 years
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There is not NEARLY enough appreciation for how pivotal it was for El to be able to stand her ground against brenner multiple times while he was using all of his fucked up manipulation tactics and constantly triggering her past trauma.
And then, like the queen she is, el actively chose to not forgive him and say she understood him just bc he was dying. All she said was “goodbye, papa.” Acknowledging their relationship for what it has been, and refusing to let him guilt her into putting up with his abuse anymore. That was SUCH a powerful scene and we should talk abt it more bc as someone who’s been abused, I actually CRIED I was so proud of her.
So TIRED of everyone only focusing on the Mike part of El’s s4 arc, she was so fucking amazing this season and finally found her independence from the manipulative, and in brenner’s case ABUSIVE, men in her life. I love Mike but this ain’t abt him anymore. I’m done with El’s arc being abt him in any way.
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goodness-graceous · 10 months
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many zel*nk shippers when ANYONE tries to be happy about and enjoy a different ship involving Zelda or Link:
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(this is about b*tw/t*tk, but can apply to any of the games if y’all wish 😌)
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thatonegayship · 6 months
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I loved the cowboy comic so much that I wrote a oneshot for it. https://archiveofourown.org/works/50934235 🥺 your art is BEYOND amazing, ty for the food
INCREDIBLE!!!!!
#billdip#I honestly loved this story start to finish with the ambience and quick pace#hadn't considered the possibility of Bill and Dipper actually working *together* but it's always a good time when they do ❤️#sorry it took so long to reblog 🥲#I read it like- Right when you posted. But I had to catch a plane and then drive an extra hour home and immediately get on zoom for class#and today i was just all around exhausted so i slept roughly 70% of the entire day dndsjdndnd#all that to say that I had your fic in the back of my mind and I very much wanted to set some time aside and re-read it when I got the chan#honestly with how well you set things up I would've loved to see your own rendition of their first kiss#You established their relationship really well at the start and brought them together by the end after outsmsrtong those bandits#it feels like you have a better understanding of who they are to each other than even i do 😌 very much a fan#i love when stories incorporate those sort of 'habits' that the love interests fall into#that confuses character A while character B is so clearly using it as an excuse to get close and spend more time with them#i squealed like a maniac when Bill was like oooph lemme walk you home 😏🤠#sir i am going to wrangle you up if you don't compose yourself#and Dipper's just wary of him because people as handsome as bill used to pick on him 😢#little does he know he's grown into a 10/10 cutie patootie that any cowboy would be stupid NOT to smooch#I'm a simple man. I read oblivious low-confidence cowboy being pursued by a hottie on a horse. I lose my shit#Awesome wonderful writing!!! so happy to have caught your eye and i hope to continue pumping out content for this wonderfully weird ship
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sunnibits · 10 months
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I literally never make edits these days but a demon just possessed me to make this (the demon was adhd)
(and yes this is not every queer tv role he’s ever played but the others aren’t as iconic so yknow)
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loversmore · 2 years
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taehyung & yoongi; “this melancholy london”
“— i sometimes imagine that the souls of the lost are compelled to walk through its streets perpetually. one feels them passing like a whiff of air.” (william yeats) 
for @kimtaegis ♡ by mona & ems.
#bts#taehyung#yoongi#taegi#btsedit#btsgif#btsdaily#dailybts#trackofthesoul#armysource#dailybangtan#credit: dwellingsouls; beehobi94#hi annie 🥺 happy geburtstag to my favourite blondie to ever exist in the entirety of germany :(#i hope your concert was amazing & you had a great start to your birthday surrounded by friends who love and cherish you <3#and that the rest of your day will be just as nice !!! everyone better congratulate you with the sweetest message or else 🔪#anyways i love you very much (insert i love you more tweet) and im very glad you keep having a crush on my online personality 😌#you are the most supportive person around here who just gives out compliments and encouragement unconditionally & i justlovethatsomuchaboutu#thank you for being a (girl)friend who makes me feel comfortable and loved & i hope with this little gift we could give u something back <3#we tried to combine some of ur favourite things & we hope it will put a smile on ur face (ps: pls never stop creating masterpieces thanku)#annie!! 🤍 happy birthday darling!!#i hope you had so much fun with harry and that you enjoyed every minute of the concert and that you felt loved and happy <3#thank you for being the most creative and supportive person to ever exist and for being such a warm presence on this silly place#you never run out of words to comfort everyone and i hope you will always get the same amount of love you give others every day and that#your days will be filled with joy and gentleness because that's what you deserve for being a precious soul :(#i love you and adore your kind and sweet (and oh so cool) personality#have a wonderful day today; smile a lot and pls be happy!! i'm hugging you tight 🥺🤍#we love you so much annie bby; moni & emsi <3#*🎀📮mm
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Headcanon that Wayne stepping in when Eddie’s biological father was a deadbeat started long before he took Eddie in
Eddie’s biological father wasn’t there when Eddie was born, but Wayne was. He was the one who drove Eddie’s mom to the hospital and promised to stay in the room with her until his brother got there. And then when his brother was a deadbeat again and either was unreachable or didn’t want to be reached, Wayne was the one getting his hand crushed while she pushed. And he was the first one outside of doctors and her to hold Eddie. He was the one assuring her that Edward Munson suited him when she gave up on trying to wait for his dad to show up and agree on a name, so she finalized it herself
Wayne was the one taking kid Eddie for a fun movie night when things got bad at home and he thought maybe Eddie should stay at his place for a night or two
Wayne was the one pissed at his own brother for forgetting his own kid’s birthday and giving him the gift that he’d bought to give Eddie himself to say it was from him so that Eddie wouldn’t have to find out that his dad hadn’t gotten him anything
Wayne was the one showing up to the middle school talent show when he usually would have been sleeping before his night shift at that hour because he didn’t want Eddie being disappointed that no one came when he knew there was a 98% chance his brother wouldn’t make it, whether he claimed he would or not. And when he knew that Eddie’s mom had long since shut down and left emotionally, even if she was still physically there, and that he hadn’t been able to stop that but he could at least be someone still there and not letting him down too
I feel like Wayne would feel so awkward trying to talk any kind of feelings and he’d be constantly worried he wasn’t doing enough and didn’t know how to help Eddie and his mom, but he did his best to try to make up for his brother’s shortcomings and be there for them. And as quiet and awkward as Wayne would be whenever anything involving feelings came up, he would still be Eddie’s rock for all the ways he showed he cared and just showed up in general. I fully see him a man of few words but many actions that felt little and like not enough to him, but added up to be a big thing to Eddie
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// mpreg , pregnancy
There’s something intensely hilarious and fitting about imagining a Wei Wuxian who, as Wei Wuxian does, finds a way to get himself pregnant, only to act like a Harvest Moon/Stardew Valley farmer and go about business as usual. Pregnant Wei Wuxian out in the fields tending to his crops as if nothing was different.
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