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spellbooking · 8 days
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Halsin’s back, like if you agree
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michealtheratz · 1 year
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If i get another follow from some "sexy gurl" i'm gonna become garlic bread
Edit: WOW! This blew up really quick! Uhhh thanks @ep-40 and @cleversmartboycolin for existing. IDK what to do know lol you can follow me if you want
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yourhighnesssblog · 2 months
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The amount of smuty rated fics that gonna blow up after these gifs 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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shima-draws · 2 months
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I hope y’all are ready for me to become absolutely inconsolable once I get to Whole Cake. I’m not going to shut up about it for even a second
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venigni · 5 months
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please give me pemini headcanons or i'm going to explode i suddenly need more of this ship more than i need air
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evilrwbyfan · 6 months
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i love drawing ruby but everytime i draw her side profile its wildly different
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muss-of-the-gravite · 27 days
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The last episode of Frieren is so bittersweet 😭😭😭😭
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ddreamteamies · 17 days
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HOW ARE SOME OF YOU BOOPING 1000 TIMES I NEED THESE BADGES GOD HELP ME
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iiheartsai · 1 month
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in the mood to write again but idk what to write or who for ><
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ddelline · 1 month
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wip wednesday (feat fresh fandom f*ckery)
blurb | "non-jjk wip posting? on the ddelline/aosc dash? straight to jail" - whoever reads this blog for jjk fic only, probably. sry if you are!!! I promise this =/= abandoning ship, I'm just dillying, dallying, dabbling. in mha. and bkdk. next to jjk that's where I've ended up putting my most obsessive behavior in the past few months; dipped my toe into the manga and emerged 4 months later as an unapologetic bakugō katsuki defender w early onset of bkdk brainrot. now if that interests you, there's wip fic to be had under the cut! if it doesn't, then rest assured that there'll be wip updates a-comin for 3 jjk projects in the near future, lol
premise | post-canon, pro hero setting; slow burn-ish getting together-premise; bkdk as roommates & established wonder duo-partners feat pro hero!shenanigans, sudden emotional realizations, domesticity, action, mixed media & more - also me attempting 2 write lighter, snarkier & dramedy-adjacent. evaluation pending, lmao. either way, wip writing under the cutttt
The sort of monumental, life-altering understanding that Katsuki’s experiencing, sadly, hadn’t hit him like a battering ram of iridescent, incandescent realization, topped off with cartoon hearts and biblical choirs, or whatever. The march towards death had begun with the most inane fucking single step, and here he is, feeling like an idiot, and feeling, like an idiot, every other hour since then. 
Katsuki knows he’s not the most emotionally intelligent person on the block, and he knows that he’s hitting new and consistent deduction-lows when it comes to him-and-Izuku each and every day now. Still, if there’s the possibility of getting a refund on your personal emotional breakthroughs—he’d like one.
He’s ducking beneath hastily drawn police tape, sweat sticky and sooty, hours later, making a beeline towards where the concrete dust-matte green cap of Izuku’s head centers a cluster of reporters. They’ve caught him halfway to where a team of EMTs are waiting, long suffering, to attend to him. Katsuki resists the urge to facepalm.
“—stically, how would you analyze this recent string of public showdowns that you’ve had to deal with? Do you make anything of the increased number of hostile villain encounters you’ve had in the past weeks?”
Izuku scratches his scalp, upsetting a few errant curls. “Y’know, I wouldn’t think much of them, in the sense you’re probably thinking of them. It’s true there have been a few major ‘public showdowns’, as you say,” God bless him (curse him, actually) but he actually makes double quotations to go along. “There’s a common denominator here, what you’re talking about—it’s the arrests you’ve featured on the evening segment a few times. Right?”
Izuku’s suit is torn: a jagged ugly line bisects his hero garb and compression sleeve from mid-tricep to mid-forearm. It’s displaying an ugly gash frothing with blood. As the clump of broadcast-vultures chuckle in tandem he continues—seemingly ignorant of his injury and Katsuki’s impending arrival both—gesticulating animatedly, “Any hostile confrontations we experience whilst on patrol would technically categorize as ‘public showdowns’, but we’ve had—oh, Kacch—Dynamight!”
It’s a scene like any other, on a kind of-interchangeable end of patrol-day: they’ve just squashed an armed robbery-slash-hostage situation, had half a block rupture beneath them during the ensuing chase (neither of them are at fault, Katsuki’ll have their insurance carrier know) and are now stuck doing the obligatory clean-up-and-press-junket half hour. Izuku’s elbow is bleeding something fierce whilst he’s talking to reporters; he’s clasping both palms and twining his fingers, untwines them and raises both arms to gesticulate; lowers his hands and re-clasps his palms—all as he does when he’s faced with press and has to talk ad hoc for extended periods of time.
None of this is particularly out of the ordinary; despite it or in spite of, Katsuki doesn’t know—the amalgamation of the above turns out to be why, when three mic’d up reporters make a narrow path into the cluster for Katsuki to enter into the throng, his first instinct, his knee-jerk reaction, is to be angry.
Izuku clasps his far shoulder. Katsuki shrugs his hand off and ducks near his ear. “You’re injured.”
“Huh? I’m not?” says Izuku quizzically. He looks around and about himself. Katsuki clocks the second he notices his own elbow: the spasm of a lone muscle in his cheek, the embarrassed grit of his jaw—the if you squeal in front of the press you die-look he spears Katsuki with before turning back to the pack. 
Izuku continues, bleeding but thoughtful: “What was I saying? Oh, yeah—I couldn’t talk about the ‘public showdowns’, as you say, without mentioning that any and all hostile confrontations we face on patrol belong to the same statistic. Really, they’re the same as they’ve always been—I wouldn’t say anything’s decreased or increased since a few years. Right?” He squares Katsuki with an inquisitive look.
Katsuki fights the urge to bare his teeth; he sucks down a deep breath, counts to five, and indulges his vulture-friendly maniac of a hero partner. “Because I’m not fucking lame I’m not gonna echo Pinky and say: ‘Another day, another slay.’” A few errant chuckles from the crowd; yeah, Katsuki’s a fucking comedian. “With that said, yeah, what Deku said—I dunno who was on site two days ago, DHN? JNN? JHT? I see all of you nodding, whatever; doesn’t matter—you’re drawing conjecture based on what you see. Shit happens when you’re not here, too.” Katsuki eyeballs the keeper of the JHT mic. “That doesn’t mean shit is happening. Not sure what the point of this is, but not everything’s a damn story—so I’m gonna take Hero Deku—” Katsuki snags Izuku by the collar, “—and go somewhere not where you lot are. He’s bleeding and you’re not. That’s not the end of the world either, in case that’s the doomsday headline you wanna draw up. That’s all. Scatter, fuckers!”
Izuku pouts when Katsuki drags him backwards through the clamoring throng of reporters. “We could’ve done a few more questions.”
Katsuki thinks: I knew I was fine dying for this asshole years ago.
Katsuki says: “We could’ve. We aren’t, though. Fuckface, you’re bleeding everywhere.”
Izuku glances down at himself. “It’s not that bad.”
“No? Tell that to the medteam, who’ll be the ones to explain to the public why unfortunately, due to erroneous judgment on the patient’s part, Pro Hero Deku lost mobility in his left arm a scant four years into his illustrious Symbol of Hope-era.” Katsuki squares him with a thin glare. “Also—tell that to your mom, who wants to put you on a direct flight to an isolated Siberian bunker where you can’t hurt yourself—she’s got a point.”
Izuku eyeballs him. “Kacchan,” he intones, “You’re overly dramatic sometimes.”
“Izuku,” Katsuki mocks, “You’re overly self-sacrificial all the time. Shut up and go see the EMTs.”
The march towards death had begun with the most inane fucking single step, and here he is, feeling, like an idiot, thinking: I knew I was fine dying for this asshole before I knew I was in dumb fucking love with him.
Well, go figure.
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to-spend-time · 4 days
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The last art was 0-0 you need to Drop an art tutorial, especially for how to draw like your Kuro's style!🙏
I'm obsessed now!!! Please pLeAsE PLEASE!!!!
Thanks, anon 😭😭😭💖💖💖⚠️⚠️⚠️
But I don't get what do you mean sorry do you mean smt like a character design sheet
How to translate this into an artist's language???
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hearts-hunger · 10 months
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hi my very niche daydream today is sheriff/texas ranger danny who’s a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of cowboy but he always shows up back at your door when work takes him back to your small town and he says you look mighty pretty in that dress, even prettier than the last time he saw you, and you say you're not going to do this with him again but one way or another the two of you end up at the dive bar downtown like you always do, and between the whiskey and the old honky tonk love songs he always ends up back in your bed, and no one ever touches you like he touches you, and he holds you and tells you not to cry, and you say you love him, and he lights your cigarette for you and says he’ll stay this time, and you almost believe him.
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shima-draws · 4 months
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FLAILS my arms I wanna talk about my OCs so bad. GOD. I have so many ideas and my brain is literally overloaded trying to process everything and half of these kids don’t even have NAMES yet
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kithtaehyung · 1 year
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OMG I’m the anon who asked about camping and I was originally supposed to go to UBS with my friend but long story short, I couldn’t do both UBS and Prudential. But SHE went AND SHE’S THE ONE WHO GOT THE VIDEO OF YOONGI TAKING HER PHONE AND RECORDING HIMSELF!!! I’m happy for my girl obvs, but also THAT COULD’VE BEEN ME!! Or at least I would’ve been close enough to witness it in person 😭
WAIT WHAT. OH FUCK😭😭😭 MY LOVE.. I mean, to be fair, at least you get to have the video if she’s willing to share🥹💕 that was such a cool ass moment like WHAT TFFFFFFF
GUESS YALL GOTTA DO IT AGAIN AT PRUDENTIAL LMAOOOO
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rafeism · 8 months
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I’m @ work shaking like a chihuahua over these pics of ewan right now
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