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oatbugs · 13 days

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i am presented with two ppl + one option. one appears to like me very much and we have great chemistry and they're witty and ambitious and studious and have similar goals in life and they write beautiful poetry about politics and people and they seem very kind and want to make a difference in the world. they text me to make sure i've had a good day. the other one is none of those things but they are so hot and evil and also they don't like me even a little bit and i've told them that i genuinely wanted to kill them, a lot. i'd give everything and anything for one of them and not the other

#lobotomy time??#meeting the first one today btw #were going to study tgth #omg theyre able to be so studious its insane like they just sit down and do their work for like 8 hrs #the first one is a few months younger than me the second one is a few years older. the first one is full of sunlight. older one says they #have a tainted heart. these words will speak themselves i can feel them in these blankets and theyre surrounding your figure #braced in the quilts. i've tasted both of their lips. one wears cherry chapstick and one wears strawberry. i forgot which is which.#one taught me a lot about riots and chicago and the mountains and it felt like i was with them in the big fields of their childhood.#we opened our eyes and there we were again staring at the conference of the birds in a london bookshop arm against arm.#the second one knows the relief of laying on a cold marble porch as a kid in the middle of a hot iranian summer.#all of us have shot big rifles when we were kids. both of them say theyre good at letting go.

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addamii · 4 months

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“There’s a difference between keeping a shred of dance card,” said Harrow Nonagesimus, “and saving the last dance.”

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#the locked tomb #lobotomies harrowhark #spent a lot of time on this one please look at it #rotatable 3d hand bone model my most beloved #tlt #harrow the ninth #harrowhark nonagesimus #harrow nonagesimus #htn #addamii’s art

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pru3ak · 2 months

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#dead plate #vincent charbonneau #rody lamoree #Garfield #:3 #LOBOTOMY TIME #bastard cat #so yummy

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chimielie · 10 months

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what it is

summary: Oikawa x Reader. he makes it out of the friendzone (with some help)

word count: 1.3k

cw: nothing, oikawa in glasses

a/n: i wrote this in under an hour while heavily caffeinated?;!;!4& brain melting

“You’re late,” you say with a grin. Oikawa Tooru pouts at you, his team jacket folded over his arms. He’s already changed out of uniform, you notice; must have exchanged it for a white t-shirt and slacks in the locker room.

“I was swarmed,” he claims as the two of you start to walk together. You roll your eyes and don’t even bother making a jab about his popularity with the girls (and people of all genders, really). At this point, you’ve accepted that deranged fans come with the territory of being friends with the volleyball team captain.

You met Oikawa on the first day of your first year at Aoba Johsai and had been friends ever since. Even though you had no interest in the sport at first, his love for volleyball was infectious. He had even roped you into being the team’s manager. You still weren’t sure how he had pulled that off, but you didn’t mind too much—you’d grown to love the team and the sport too, in your own way.

Despite your closeness, you’d never really understood why he had a fan club, especially as a teenage school athlete. You expected his popularity to grow when (not if) he went professional, but the idea of swooning over some guy you had pre-calculus classes with was totally foreign to you. It was a running joke among your friends that you were immune to Oikawa’s looks and charming magnetism (and, honestly, to all four of the team’s upperclassmen. You could acknowledge how objectively attractive they all were even though none of them seemed to fit your niche).

Sometimes, you caught Oikawa making strange expressions while your friends teased you about not liking him. It felt like you were the only one who noticed these kinds of things, sometimes. You really liked being able to read him so easily: both of you had saved each other under the contact name “Platonic Soulmate” in your phones.

You chalked up the weird faces to your friend’s first-rate ego, and even though you knew that the notion of one person not being desperately in love with him wouldn’t scratch the surface of his self-esteem, you always found yourself taking his hand surreptitiously or leaning your head on his shoulder when you did see him looking mopey. He always perked up, after that, and all would be sunshine again.

Today, everyone else had bailed on you when you suggested a joint ice-cream-and-study-date before next week’s exams. Iwaizumi had claimed that Oikawa was too loud and always distracted him, so he couldn’t seriously try to study together. Matsukawa had to babysit and refused to bring the brats, as he affectionately called his siblings, to get sweets. Hanamaki had just quirked his eyebrows at you and said, “I don’t feel like third wheeling. Thanks, but no thanks.”

You hadn’t really understood what he meant, but you hadn’t questioned it.

Oikawa had almost begged off to do some solo practice, too, but you’d made a fuss about nearing the end of your high school experience and worrying that you would fall out of touch when volleyball became his whole life (even moreso than it was now!), and he’d caved with an overdramatic sigh and a soft look that told you he wasn’t all that mad about your guilt-tripping.

You’re broken from your thoughts when you reach the ice-cream shop, Oikawa jabbering in your ear about some drama you can’t keep up with.

“And then she told me—ah, I can’t read the menu. You know, they were late refilling my contact prescription this month, so I’ve been carrying around my glasses, I hate it. So unflattering.”

You worry your lip as you stare at the flavor chart, barely listening to him talk.

“I’m sure it’s,” you start, turning to him as he slides the case out of his pocket and puts the frames on his face in a smooth motion. “Um.”

The glasses are not unflattering, you think dumbly, staring at him, your sentence hanging unfinished. The glasses perch on his nose perfectly, making you appreciate, for the first time, the shape of his nose and his cheekbones. Had they always been that sharp? And since when had his eyes been so pretty, reflecting the sunlight in so many shades, framed with long eyelashes that would have made you jealous if you weren’t so—

You reach out and lift the glasses off his face slowly, hoping that the old, familiar features that you’d never felt anything but friendship-friendly feelings towards would return. You can still see it, though: the divot of his Cupid’s bow is appealing, now, his smooth skin glowing to you, his surprised expression fucking adorable. You drop the frames back onto his nose.

Very abruptly, whatever immunity you once had to Oikawa’s looks is demolished in one fell swoop.

“I have to go have a midlife crisis,” you say decisively, and march out of the shop.

“Hey! What—where are you going? You’re not even middle-aged?” Oikawa calls after you, and you try steadfastly to ignore him, but every sense seems to have been awakened to your friend. Your face flushes, and you start walking faster, nearing the pace of a jog even though your limbs are stiff.

You finally pull over in a quieter, slightly more secluded spot between two buildings. You lean against the wall, closing your eyes, trying to remind yourself to take deep breaths.

“Are you okay?” Oikawa says, and you curse his long, athlete legs for having followed you so swiftly. “What’s wrong?”

You open your eyes. He’s still wearing the fucking glasses. Rest in peace, you think to yourself, surely my heart is going to give up soon, at the rate it’s going. Your lips part, but you can’t seem to get the words out. His worried gaze studies you until he finds something—exactly whatever you didn’t want him to see. A slow smile unfurls over his face, and you narrow your eyes. Ugh, how dare his smugness be attractive too, now?

“I should wear the glasses more often, huh?” He says, and you shake your head no frantically.

“Please don’t,” you say. “It’s, like, it doesn’t even matter anymore, anyway, I can’t unsee it now.”

“Unsee what?” He cocks his head, and he’s getting closer, and there’s nowhere to back away from him because you’re up against a wall—

“You’re hot!” You wail. “I saw it and I’m never gonna stop thinking it now, it doesn’t even matter what you wear, I’m doomed! This is the worst thing ever, ‘Kawa, how’m I supposed to go on… I can’t be your friend and a part of your fan club. I don’t think I can even be a part of your fan club ‘cause I don’t just think you’re hot, I think I have a crush on you—oh, my God, I have a c—”

Your increasingly frantic rambling is cut off by Oikawa sealing his lips to yours. The kiss is quick and sweet, and when he pulls away he still looks so, so handsome, and so concerned.

“Please breathe,” he says, and you nod, gaping at him in shock. “I like you too, okay? Please stop having a crisis.

“Okay,” you exhale, bracing your hands on his shoulders. “Okay. I’m still freaking out, though. I think the only way to stop it is to keep kissing me.”

Oikawa heaves a big, overdramatic sigh, and leans in, his glasses bumping your face; giving in to you, just like he always does.

#WAS this inspired by the time i saw my bf in glasses and literally went to my friend’s dorm and screamed for sixteen seconds (he timed it)#well i’m not telling. that’s a secret.#oikawa: i like you #reader (visions of oikawa in that godawful plaid outfit swimming thru their head): i think even that’s hot now. i have to get a lobotomy #oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa tōru x reader #oikawa fluff #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #hq!! x reader #haikyuu!! fluff #haikyuu!! x reader fluff #hq x reader fluff #oikawa x reader fluff #hq!! fluff #the word fluff doesnt look real anymore

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kittykatninja321 · 5 months

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When people say “Jason wouldn’t smoke because he died of smoke inhalation” I respectfully have to disagree, because if there’s one thing Jason is going to do he’s going to take aspects of his trauma and use them for himself and push on them like a bruise (he takes the name red hood, he uses explosives and guns, the crowbars were lame but they weren’t out of character), so I don’t think that would stop him from smoking. The way I see it I think Jason would be one of those people who occasionally smokes a cigarette when things are Particularly Bad, even though they swear they stopped smoking, like a maladaptive coping mechanism basically

#Guy who has extremely detailed headcanons on Jason Todd’s smoking habits for no reason (me)#I think he would’ve stopped during his Robin training and would’ve been really proud of himself at the time #and then he picks it up again after resurrection. Maladaptive coping mechanism go brrr #Jason Todd #dc #smoking is basically controlled smoke inhalation and if there’s anything Jason loves it’s taking aspects of his trauma and controlling #them for his own needs #When I look at post-fear toxin lobotomy Jason I’m like somebody please buy that man a pack he needs something to take edge off 🙈

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justasmolweebean · 3 months

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TFW ur having a religious crisis after fucking ur situationship guy and he leaves his gods marks on u......

#shes havin a bad yun #she did cover him in blood as well so it's even #lobotomy time #bg3 dark urge #bg3 #bg3 durge #durgetash #bg3 durge twig #bg3 fanart #dark urge

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stainedglass-sketchbook · 12 days

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CHILDREN OF BHAAL

I adore the vibe of redeemed durge your sister killed your mind and took your place - it was the greatest gift she ever gave you

#orin the red #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 orin #the dark urge #cant stop thinking about orin #myart #durge vaye #still deciding what kind of c section scar to give vaye #went with a vertical scar for this one #the lore for vaye is that he got pretty far into his life as baahls chosen as far as milestones are concerned #became unholy assassin almost finished those plans to take over the world had a kid for sacrifice/back up bhaalspawn purposes ect #& was daddy's perfect little murder baby <3 until the lobotomy ofc #then only with memory loss was there was enough distance for him to actually face how fucked the whole situation #btw Orin did Vaye's top surgery c-section and lobotomy <3 #thats his whole medical team right there #when you wake up with no memory all you have is your body for evidence so i really leaned into that for vaye's scars #I gave him vash the stampede level scars lol #he wakes up knows 4 things: that hes been through metaphorical hell and survived that someone did a choppy job on his top surgery #that at one point he decided face + eye tattoos would be his thing and that hes had a child #Im debating whether or not Orin would outright kill the kid or if shed keep the kid around until theyre old enough to face her in a duel #Leaning towards the second #that means while vaye is wondering around faerun that kid is having arts and crafts time with auntie orin! (oh no oh no oh no)

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applesauce322 · 2 months

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SERIOUSLY

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franzias-cave · 1 year

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She's a total delight, she's effervescent, she's kind to animals and children, she's a master of the sword, and she does not have the intellect you’d ordinarily find in a sandwich or an orange.

#the ORIGINAL butt-touched nun #cristabel walked (committed suicide twice) so harrowhark could run (do auto-lobotomy)#one of the most characters of all time #cristabel oct #m-'s nun #tlt art #franzia's art #suicide tw #tw suicide #tw gun

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nmoroder · 2 months

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"Time goes by and I remain motionless"

ohhhh..h. having hokma feelings. yea also experimenting with drawing lines over the same color layer. fun thing

#lobotomy corporation #library of ruina #benjamin lobcorp #hokma #theres no popular tag? but this hokma is from LoR #its honestly ironic how his hair returned to messy ben style albeit a bit different #also uhh i found time and mental strength to figure out the whole plot of lobcorp just NOW #i only knew some major points since i began with limbus company #and ohh boy. what a ride. gave me a LOT more willpower to try out LoR #moroderdraws #once again almost forgot my own art tag #too busy talking abt old men

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roboyomo · 4 months

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didnt post for a few days but. these two. love them. also had to finally draw someone else besides adam

#demiromantic and demisexual netzach truth. putting him on the aroace spec cuz im aroace #although i do like netsod at the same time i think its a nice dynamic :3 verycute #yomoart #lobotomy corporation #project moon #projmoon #netzach #yesod lobcorp #netzach lobcorp #yesod #lobotomy corp fanart

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crawley-fell · 4 months

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Nothing tests your patience like obligatory family visits during the festive season

#next time i see my dad im gonna need a lobotomy first

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fantomeeee · 5 months

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Keep following the script and one day the curtain might close on this endless play. Ive recently finished in stars and time and i could not stop thinking about drawing those two I love timeloop stories so much!!!

#in stars and time #lobotomy corporation #project moon #isat siffrin #angela lobcorp

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medicalunprofessional · 4 months

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