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nekokvmaa · 3 months
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Naw I had someone comment "Cashmeddie best ship!!" on one of my posts about my oc's info
Cashmir, 17, a minor
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and Eddie, 27, a whole ass adult
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Never thought people would care enough about my oc's to make them into proships 😧
To make it worse, they're both in relationships already + they're from completely different things (ones from my webcomic i'm planning, ones a fucking Trolls oc)
So uhh
That happened 😃
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Rewatching Sherlock....and Martin Freeman? Sexy as hell. When I was younger, I thought Benedict was the hottest, but the daddy issues are coming out for real with Martin 😂😂😂
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maibeloved · 1 year
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30+ year old coworkers sure are comfortable with each other
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xx-sketchy-xx · 6 months
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This was the most brain rotting drawing I’ve ever made.
this was an ask by @catgirl41. They asked “May I ask if you can swap Wally and Frank’s roles? If you’d like you can do a horror version.”
I just didn’t want the drawing to be tiny lol
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rjshope · 7 months
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Namjoon vibing to Tae's "Slow Dancing"
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samgatinho · 10 months
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MARTYN!!!! THE LITTLE GUY!!!
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creekfiend · 1 year
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The song American Pie is such a fascinating phenomenon to me like.
I was born in 1988 and had no cultural like knowledge or feelings about Buddy Holly or The Big Bopper or anything obviously because they had not been... Alive when I was alive! I did not experiencewhat it was like to live through the plane crash they died in in real time! I have no experiential reference for that at all! And I also had no knowledge of what American Pie was ABOUT before my dad explained it to me when I was about 10. And even then it's like... okay, so these musicians died in a plane crash. That's sad. But like. There is no way to read the wiki article about this event and feel the way that this song feels about it! There just isn't
But American Pie is just it's such a masterfully crafted song musically and in terms of sheer EMOTION and the way all the metaphors somehow come together to make you be like "SO true Don Mclean" even though you have no idea what the jester stealing the kings thornéd crown Represents at all
Like I used to hear that song on the radio and BAWL. I don't know anyone who doesn't sing along passionately when it comes on the radio. Somehow the sheer feeling that he manages to put into the song itself just FORCEFULLY POSSESSES YOU even though you do not really care or may not even KNOW what the fuck event he is singing about! Like it's A CLASSIC and younger ppl with absolutely noooooo like, touchstone to what it Means are and will continue to be obsessed with it because it somehow just. (Gestures)
I feel really emotional about this when I think about it because I am not a musician but I am a storyteller and an artist and I feel like this is such THE goal of creating art to communicate some deep wrenching feeling about an experience you have had that somehow is so skilled at hacking into the feelings core of almost every human who consumes it in spite of them not relating to that experience AT ALL
I just think that's a really magical thing about the way humans can communicate through art you know? Makes me feel SUCH FEELINGS
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twogyuu · 3 months
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pairing: wonwoo x fem!reader
genre: fluff(?), mutual pining, unestablished relationship, medical!au
warnings: mentions of blood/cutting self on accident, vague mentions of "going out"
a/n: yes, i think about doctor!wonwoo a lot actually -
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This is so embarrassing.
On your last full weekend off this month, you find yourself back at work - and worse! Not as a provider, but a patient!
So much for living your best life this weekend.
"And," Seungkwan drags out the single word as he fans the betadine to dry, "We're done."
He looks up at you and smiles sheepishly. There's a spark in his eye - one that you reminded you of yourself what seemed like many years ago. You peer down at your finger: three simple sutures neatly threaded through your wound and knotted just tight enough.
"How'd I do, Y/N?" Seungkwan asks excitedly, he's almost bouncing on the balls of his feet.
You shoot him a soft smile, flexing your finger at him.
"Oh!" a look of panic flashes over his eyes.
"Not bad, Boo, not bad at all," you compliment, "I'll be good as new by next week."
"Tsk," Seungkwan scolds briskly. He puts the sharp in the red bin and swipes the wrappers off the metal tray. "Take it easy - you know the rules: stitches come out in about a week. I'll put some bacitracin on it and bandage it up for the night, but open and dry while it heals."
"Yes, yes, Dr. Boo," you tease playfully.
"I'm not yet, Y/N!" he chuckles.
"You'll take them out, right?" you point at your finger, ignoring his protests.
"I won't be here next week," Seungkwan replies sadly, "New rotation."
"Ah," you nod.
"I'm sure Soonyoung will though," Seungkwan adds hopefully.
"Yeah, um, I don't know if I trust him."
"What?! Y/N, he's an EM resident."
"Yes, but-"
The glass door to your small room slides open, interrupting your banter. The both of you turn to look who it is and you feel your heart constrict the moment you notice the way the bright light reflects against his round, wire-framed glasses. Wonwoo closes the door behind him and leans on the door handle, looking back and forth between you and Seungkwan before he turns his attention all to you.
Teeth sinking into your bottom lip, you tear your gaze away, cheeks and tips of your ears burning. You feel yourself suddenly growing self-conscious in Wonwoo's presence: your eyeliner a little too dark, your lashes coated in too dark of mascara, foundation caked on a little too heavily to hide your dark circles from sleepless nights, your shoulders suddenly feeling the hidden breeze in the ED, and your skirt seems too short.
"Did I interrupt something?" Wonwoo finally asks, his words calm and slow.
Seungkwan's breath hitches in your stead and he shakes his head furiously. You can feel Wonwoo's eyes burning holes through your scalp, but you refuse to look at him in this state.
"I should, um," Seungkwan scratches the back of his head. He grumbles awkwardly, "I'm going to go get the ointment and the bandage."
Wonwoo nods and moves to let him leave, though this causes him to step closer towards you. You scoot on your cot as if it would create a substantial space between you enough to breathe.
The silence only ensues, you quietly willing him away, not ready to face him. Wonwoo seems to get the message, deciding to intervene instead.
"Soonyoung told me what happened," Wonwoo explains. There's a stuffy tone in his voice - like he felt awkward being there. "I . . . just thought I'd come down to check," he inhales sharply, "You know, because . . . I, um, care about you and stuff."
You still don't answer, but, oh, were you cursing Kwon Soonyoung right now.
You can't help but notice, though, out of the corner of your eye, you notice how he adjusts his glasses on the bridge of his nose, proceeding to brush his bangs out of his eyes. He's been growing out his hair, and though you're typically not a big fan of long hair, he didn't look half bad.
Heck, he didn't look half bad - he looks good.
Wonwoo huffs, the black fringes fluffing up in the process. "Are you going to just ignore me like that? I have all night - I'm on call."
Yeah, right, you want to shoot back, like he isn't busy as a cardiology fellow on-call.
You reach for the sheets on the cot and wrapping them around your shoulder, squeezing your eyes and sighing heavily. Instead you tell him, "You didn't need to come down."
"I wanted to," Wonwoo replies sharply.
"I didn't . . . I don't want you to see me like this," you grumble.
You hear him shifting from foot to foot behind you. "Like what?"
You shrug. "Like this."
"And what would that be?" he presses. The clack of his leather shoes on the white tile nears you. You can make out his figure in the spotless reflection.
Oh did he know how to press your buttons and make you squeamish.
Unable to bear it much longer, you threw off your sheets and spin around to face him. You dare to look up at him, pressing your tinted lips into a tight line. Unlike what you were expecting, his eyes only remain trained on yours. He doesn't scan your body up and down, his usual knitted brows and scowl in judgement.
"I'm embarrassed," you whisper, frowning.
This makes him chortle and you let out a small whine.
"Why?" he finally asks when his laughter settles a little.
"I dunno," you fumble with your words like you were a middle schooler in trouble and unsure of your feelings. "I-I . . . we just haven't . . . you haven't seen me like this."
"Like I don't know outside being a resident, you're also a normal young adult who likes to go out?" he states more than he asks.
"Something like that," you mutter. Hopeful to change the topic, you add, "So much for some apple slices before then."
Thankfully, whether you like it or not, Wonwoo knows you a little too well. This is one of the moments he decides not to push you further. He only hums, reaching for your injured finger. Gently, he weaves his own fingers in, lifting them at the knuckles to look at the repaired wound. It sets your body aflame again and you silently slap yourself.
You weren't even holding hands! Why were you so flustered?
"Seungkwan did a nice job," Wonwoo notes.
"He did," you squeak.
"Much better than I could," Wonwoo adds.
"He's still a medical student eager to learn and Soonyoung's grading him - not burnt out farts like us," you joke.
"I meant it as," Wonwoo chuckles, "I specialize the heart - not wounds."
You're not sure why you aren't careful with your words tonight. Maybe you are too comfortable with him too soon, maybe it's the betadine seeping into your wound and into your veins.
But you let it slip accidently.
"Yet, you're blind as a bat when it comes to matters of the heart."
Wonwoo's eyes widen, flickering up to look at you.
"W-what?"
"Um-"
"Okay," the glass door slides open and Seungkwan waddles in, with his arms full of supplies. Soonyoung is not too far behind him - he needs to check the laceration repair before the student patches it up. "We didn't have any two-by-two's so I got some four-by-fours to cut up and . . ."
Seungkwan's voice trails off as he feels Soonyoung's hand on his shoulder, holding him back from proceeding further as the older man sees it before he does.
Seungkwan holds the supplies close to his chest and points at himself, innocently, "Did I interrupt something this time?"
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braindamaged007 · 1 year
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He's just like me fr
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amaranthdahlia · 1 year
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this pararell has me on grip rn
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aphel1on · 4 days
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laios has very quickly become dear to me not just because he's an autistic protagonist but because his autism is itself one of the reasons his party has an edge over others. though we see him struggle in social situations, his special interest makes him hypercompetent in the context of dungeon survival. i'm aware that's not a NEW observation on him but i was impressed that he even used his special interest to successfully solve a crisis that relied on noticing social cues- he was able to pick out the impostors bc he honed in on the small discrepancies in their attitudes toward monsters. if that isn't weaponizing your autism, i don't know what is
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dumbnotstupidfuck · 1 month
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live husk reaction to hearing angel say he has better options than him
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blazersparker · 10 months
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Me x literally never drawing kai consistently
P.s not femkai he's trans and isn't wearing his binder in the second pic !
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astraystayyh · 8 months
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calling all bang chan stans i saw this pic and my brain went -> sitting on channie's lap while his back is against the headboard and applying ur moisturizer to his face and gently massaging it in and then peppering his glowy skin with the tiniest kisses and him doing it in return and then having the best sleep in his arms
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kenneduck · 3 months
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I love the HC that Yona is Aro/Ace and she is 100% for Sidon being with Link cause she is very happy that if she is to be arranged in a marriage, it's one that's perfectly platonic, where Sidon too is happy.
And just Dorephan like... pestering about grandpups... and Yona like "Oh no... I am not pregnant... again... shucks. Damn. This is crazy. Shits crazy. Wow. Did not see that outcome. Insane."
Once the old man kicks the bucket Sidon is totally making it clear he's wed to Link and changing the dumb betrothal laws so Yona doesn't get screwed over either.
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givingairtomymouth · 2 months
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I now dare all of the "Zutara is colonizer x colonized trope and Zuko is AWFUL and an ABUSER and TOXIC and EVIL and EDGY and RACIST and borderline killer" people to go under all the LGBT+ content that is shipping Zukka and say the exact same crap. I DARE YOU. GET A GRIP, PEOPLE.
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