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#ok good night! good morning
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good morning
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brain-rot-central · 30 days
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I don't wanna go to work. I just want to write vampire smut, cook good food, and bake bread.
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a-shoebox-named-meap · 10 months
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now i am a huge fan of kim’dael. and she’s got the swaggiest nail situation. but i can’t stop thinking about this
edit: i have a new and improved version of this sketch here. pls enjoy :)
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keirientez · 2 months
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band au rahhhhhhhhhhh
#i wanted to draw the other guardians too but this would be a good start#ok so#tsuna starts his band. yamamoto bass and gokudera keys and tsuna suprisingly drummer and also lead vocal. reborn appears out of nowhere-#being “youre not your full potential so i will drain you till youre like a fish in a dehydrator until you become the best out there.”#thats about it#but i just like how drumming singers are like extremely good music people because drumming is already hard. and singing too???#absolutely insane i might say. tsuna would do this (bc reborn told him so)#he does not want to be the best but reborn exists in the paro for a reason#reborn is like maybe a famous musician who faked his death then did whatever he wanted to do while he was “alive”. then he got tsuna as his#apprentice and so so. oh yeah also whiplash (the movie) reference bc holy shit its so good. for me at least. and reborn would make tsuna go#that kind of crazy. like training until drenched in sweat from morning to night or whenever hes available. bc he knows he has potential#he just need someone to push him beyond his expected limit#btw 8059 implied#gokudera joined the band first bc yeah then comes yamamoto for fun as he had to rest from playing baseball a bit too enthusiastic#gokudera hated him so much for like being dumb??? (the goofy ah laugh) but then the two dated even before reborn made a move on tsuna#its very funny but they work it out#i was also thinking if the band ever do solos or do something not as the whole band 8059 will have their own album. itll be great#for genre im not sure?? lets just say alt rock electrojazz????#no idea but maybe ill make a playlist. maybe#sawada tsunayoshi#reborn#yamamoto takeshi#gokudera hayato#8059#r27
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sillylittleraccoon · 5 days
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i love being myself.
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kabukeo · 4 days
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blue art today
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liquidstar · 6 months
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Oh fuck tomorrow I'm going to be a little birthday boy I keep almost forgetting
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drawedherbarium · 9 months
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forgot to post this
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airenyah · 10 days
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Your essay on Joong's underrated acting skills deepened my Joong appreciation so much, that I watched Mafia the Series, I'm watching Ploy's Yearbook (even though there is a serious lack of Joong so far), and I'm planning on watching The Warp Effect too. I haven't watched het shows in over ten years, so this is a big deal! 😂 I really liked him with Dunk in their shows, but MTS gave me another facet of him, because he's so timid in it, unlike in SIMM and HA, where he's (seemingly) very cool and in control. So thank you for making me a full time Joong (and Dunk) girl 💜
i saw this message first thing in the morning when i woke up yesterday and it instantly put me in a good mood!!! <3
YESSSSSS I'M SO HAPPY TO HEAR THAT
mafia the series might actually be my absolute fave thai het-show, it's just SO funny!!!! and the entire cast is so great, like, not just joong but the entire cast plays off each other SO well. and don't even get me started on gina virahya and her portrayal of anna kondra!!!!
you know, when i went into mafia the series i saw the poster and was like "ughh i really am gonna have to sit through this standard (overly) dramatic mafia show just for joong, huh. the things i do for my boy..." and then. AND THEN. you can imagine my surprise. i was crying tears of laughter throughout the show and i was actually laughing so hard that my mom made a comment about how she could hear my laugh in my room
beam is my loser boy and joong portrays him in such an adorably awkward way, i love it <333
and yes there IS a serious lack of joong in ploy's yearbook so far :((((
it was quite funny tho bc in the one scene where joong does show up i immediately recognized him by the back of his head, like!! i saw this:
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and instantly went "OH there's my boy!!!!!" 😂😂😂
and i can't wait to see him with film bc film did extremely well with gun in not me and i feel like film and joong will also work together really well
you know, i'm always happy to turn people into full time joong (and dunk) girls!!!!!!
i've adored them ever since simm which i watched live from ep2 onwards. fun fact, actually: when i started simm i actually had no idea who they were (even though technically i'd seen dunk in bad buddy already, except i wasn't paying attention to the random high school bandmates and so i didn't actually recognize dunk and only realized later on ahahah)
aaaanyway, i had no idea who they were, right? and so in 2022 my mom and i spent two nights in prague during easter and in the evening we were in our hotel room and we were kinda looking for something to watch. and i was like "hey look, gmmtv has a new bl out and it looks kinda cute and fluffy judging by the thumbnails?? and like something that doesn't require too much brain power?? plus, there's also only two eps out so far, so we'll be caught up right away" and so we watched the first two episodes and then the two of us ended up watching every new ep together every week hahaha
i actually didn't really talk about it on tumblr back then and when you go back on my blog you'll see that there are hardly any simm post. but really, with every new simm episode that aired i liked joongdunk more and more. and especially once the characters started dating i was actually so in awe about just how comfortable joong and dunk were with each other and how they absolutely weren't afraid to touch? like, their physical affection was just so casual, like it was the most natural thing in the world to them in an "i'm-not-even-thinking-about-it-bc-it's-so-normal" kind of way and that was just soooo refreshing to watch?? i was (and still am) truly amazed
and when just a couple of months later, at the end of 2022 gmmtv announced joongdunk were gonna get another show together i got SO excited!! and also when it was revealed that simm was included in our skyy 2!!!!
and then hidden agenda started airing and then i was tagged in that tag game and then i went to watch joong's entire filmography and then i ended up falling into a joongdunk rabbit hole and here we are...
anyway, i have multiple agendas and one of them is turning people into joong fans and dunk fans and joongdunk fans sllksdfd
and my other agenda is getting people to watch mafia the series, bc it's truly a gem of a show!!!!
(speaking of agendas: the only thing that's missing in your message is you telling me that you approve of my fight for a sexy joongdunk vampire bl, like... that would have made the message and the influence of my joong/dunk/joongdunk blogging complete 😂😂😂)
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nickywhoisi · 1 year
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so how did Pizzahead get the means to make a bunch of Fakinos anyway???
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this is my headcannon for that lol
Peppino does not live on a ground floor btw....
Apologies for the hard to see linework here and there, I tried my best but it's not easy making a comic old-school style where you need one pose to be the same at all times. But I still managed, and am very happy with it! Also these are my designs for them both since I'm finally figuring out how to consistently draw them, especially Pizzahead; I gave him vague hair curls to make him seem like...almost human? Totino-ish? Not really tho XP
This was made over the span of quite a few days so I hope you enjoy! pchooooooooo
Reblogs > Likes, Thank you!
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pestilentbrood · 7 months
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Patience attempts to reason with a guy who really doesn't want to be reasoned with, featuring Crimson: A Writing Exercise
Words: 1321 Warnings: None, though Beepo divorce is very obvious Note: Yes despite the title this is a genuine writing exercise shgKJHG. It's been a while since I've written anything and I'm rusty,,, I really, really wanted to write again, even if I have 1 million other things to be doing. So I've spat out something short n quick that I haven't looked back over at all. Please mind if this is clunky or if there are any errors!!
“Hong! Hong! Please, wait!" A distressed voice rang out through the lair, startling awake many who had yet to face the early morning sun. A series of grumbles, snorts, and yawns drawled out from countless tired dragons, echoing through the caverns as many merely flopped into a new position to resume their slumber. It was far too early for the usual Incompetence shenanigans, as far as they were concerned. Some curious few, however, would rise from their nests and ever-so-subtly peak out into the clearing, squinting in the harsh sunlight to glimpse the newest drama.
The source of the calls revealed itself soon enough. Standing out strikingly against the sands of the Wastelands’ shore was a bright purple fae, feather- and spiral-like patterns covering his scales in graceful swirls. His blue wings glimmered in the sun’s rays, their captured starlight twinkling like the dancing shimmers on the ocean’s waves. He wore a fluffy, dirty ruff around his neck and was covered in shiny, very-stolen jewelry.
It was Patience, the clan's founder. ...So it was nothing actually important.
Disappointed, a few onlookers gave an annoyed huff as they returned to their dens, disinterested by whatever nonsense their leader was up to this time. Knowing him, it would end with the usual spiel on Fate having “great plans for them,” which was hardly all that entertaining.
Whoever was left to watch the spectacle, however, would watch as Patience skid to a very clumsy stop before a grey fae in the midst of takeoff preparation. Said grey fae, who most certainly must be Hong, wore a very determined yet decidedly cross expression as he turned to face his leader.
"If you're not going to go after her, then I will," Hong snapped, frills flared up tall as though attempting to scare the other dragons off. "I won't let her suffer at the hands of those monsters. I would never live with myself."
"But she's—" Patience wheezed, out of breath, before quickly shaking sand out of his scales and righting himself again. "Please, Hong, the Loyalty is a treacherous bunch! Merciless killers! There's no possible way she's even still—"
"What about your children?" A third voice harshly cut Patience's sentence off, causing the clan's leader to whip his head back to see who had interrupted him. A mirror stood stiffly between him and the gorge, her coral scales nearly blending into the color of the sand, the feathered bird skulls that decorated her body gently rustling in the coast breeze. Her gaze was pointedly not towards Patience, instead narrowed in the direction of Hong.
Even if that glare wasn’t meant for him, Patience noticeably faltered, shrinking in on himself as though her sharpness would slice through his flesh. He went uncharacteristically silent.
Hong, meanwhile, stood his ground. “I’m leaving them to you,” He nodded to Crimson. “I trust your clan can watch after them. Should I not return, I expect they will be safe here. Safer than they ever were before, at least.”
“That’s—”
“I do not think abandoning your hatchlings is the noble sacrifice you think it is,” Crimson curtly retorted, again refusing to let Patience finish his thought. It was in this moment that any spectators could possibly gather Crimson’s words were not solely meant for Hong in this discussion, especially seeing as Patience only further recoiled onto himself. “Should you die out there, they will be left without their mother and their father. We will look over them, of course, but you have something to lose. Perhaps you should weigh your options further.”
There was a moment of tense silence as Hong hesitated, Crimson’s words successfully managing to prod at his mind, forcing him to reconsider. Patience said nothing, instead curling his tail around himself and staring down at the ground, as though he’d be defeated regardless of the decision made.
But Hong’s resolve was stronger. His brows furrowed and he raised his wings in a show of boldness, returning Crimson’s glare with one of his own.
“It wouldn’t come to this decision were you willing to help me. Were your dragons not cowards.” He spat the last sentiment towards Patience, gaining an offended flinch for his vitriol, before turning his back to them both. “If I don’t return, consider it on your claws.” Hong then launched himself up into the air, powering himself with a few effortful wingbeats as he took off over the horizon, ignoring the shouts of the fae beneath him as he left.
Patience and Crimson then stood alone.
“She’s dead,” Patience finally, and rather bluntly, let out. He lifted his eyes to hopefully catch Crimson’s gaze. “She must be. Would it not have done him better to accept that now, rather than risk himself?”
For a moment, Crimson did not respond. She only watched the sky where Hong disappeared, before she let out a hefty sigh and a string of irritated grumbles. Then, with a wrinkled snout that expressed nothing but scorn, she let her gaze fall on Patience.
“For someone who speaks so highly and respectfully of Fate being ‘on our side’, you sure lack faith in anyone but yourself.”
Patience, incredulous, was left to sputter uselessly to himself as Crimson turned away, stalking off back towards her den as a means to conclude this discussion. The fae, however, seemed to have other plans as he quickly made to trail after her.
“It’s not that I haven’t faith,” He protested. “I’m just being reasonable. The Wastelands are dire, Crimson, and you know that. Let alone the—"
“This isn’t a conversation I wish to have with you for a third time,” Crimson snarled, disappearing into the darkness of her cave as Patience sat himself just outside of it. “If you’ve any sense left in you, use it and leave me alone.”
Were the spectators from before feeling unbelievably nosy, they could grow closer, peering into the shadowed cave to spot three other, much smaller dragons huddled in the back of the nest. They were siblings; three, very young fae with bright, round red eyes contrasting their dull blue scales. They bore unquestionable resemblance to Hong, erasing any doubts about who’s hatchlings these were.
Crimson hummed softly to the young ones, gently stepping around them so she could settle comfortably in her nest while keeping them safe beside her. She opened her mouth to say something, perhaps to quell the anxieties of the confused children she now had temporary custody of, before it was apparently her turn to be interrupted.
“Are you okay with this?” Patience murmured. “I mean, taking care of hatchlings again, after���”
“Patience,” She quietly hissed, just barely concealing the full extent of her frustration. “This is not the time to show me you suddenly care. If you were ever concerned for my wellbeing regarding hatchlings, you should have expressed that a long time ago. Not now. Not here.”
“I—"
“Go. Now.”
Crushed by the rejection but unwilling to argue while the scared gazes of three children stared back at him, Patience only bowed his head in shameful acceptance. He didn’t say another word as he dejectedly walked off from the den, tail dragging in the sand behind him as he made his way to the decaying tree at the gorge’s center.
There wouldn’t be much to see if you, a theoretical eavesdropper, followed him. It’s simply his wallowing time. And that’s if Vision isn’t taking up half the tree.
And it’s possibly rather rude for you, a theoretical eavesdropper, to stare ominously into the den of a grieving mother as she works to soothe three scared children and convince them that their mother and father will return safely, when this is something she herself does not believe.
Perhaps it’s best if we leave this one be, considers any possible onlookers, who turn away themselves to allow the leaders their peace.
And perhaps we can only hope for the best.
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mahi-does-some-art · 2 months
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Sloth/Mahiru 👀
One of my favorite ships ever :3
I feel silly so you can get little chunk of the fic. As a treat. No smut tho, that'll be for Ao3.
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It had only been a normal day. Busy, yes, but normal. Running errands, tidying up the house and putting the laundry up to dry. He’d even gotten to the store in time for a few good sales all while Kuro was either on his head or lazing on the couch with a game in hand. There was nothing that could have warned him– He had only been trying to figure out what Kuro wanted for dinner. Walking over to the couch in the dim warm atmospheric lighting Kuro had ordered to bathe their plain apartment in, leaning over the top of the couch to peer at him.
He had only asked a simple question no different from anything he’d say any other day. But when Kuro had looked up at him to answer, something stopped him, his mouth just barely hanging open to make some strange sound. The light in his eyes glazed over in an instant and it felt like he barely had time to blink before a smile too big engulfs his face and his body drips and changes as he sits up.
And lunged.
His Servamp’s body was no longer his own and its host was laid to sleep in some unseen darkness, made unaware of anything Sloth may do. Unable to awaken on his own Kuro was dragged into the deafening depths of the demon’s head and Mahiru was left defenseless and for the taking. It’s surprising the Eve hadn’t gone insane. Seeing your partner’s body being taken control over and morph into something else that wanted to suck you in and devour you. If he weren’t so familiar, or perhaps if he were just anyone else, he would have lost his mind and person a long time ago.
The last thing he remembers before he got taken was the sight of that normally lazy body contorting. The feeling of clawed hands brushing against his skin and pulling him in and the feeling of something warm and plush pressed against his lips. He comes to tight in the embrace of his demon with their lips still locked together and a tongue pushing past his teeth, wading above the pitch black ground of his domain.
He really needs to set some more ground rules for these impromptu visits.
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Mahiru's not going to be able to sit down properly in the morning, let alone be able to walk or stress about cleaning an already spotless house or running around town doing things for other people. Which is exactly what Sloth wanted! :D
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sighonaraa · 8 months
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chapter 3 of the football kiddos au finished at almost midnight on a school night in a haze of sleep-deprived delirium? IT'S MORE LIKELY THAN YOU THINK!!!!
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astrito · 1 year
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"Hazme el favor de callar
Cuando me notes algo vulnerable
Debo cuidarme de mí
Tal vez así me sostenga"
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