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youareunbearable · 7 months
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If Brendan Fraisier's sons look like Maedhros and Maglor the only logical conclusion is that Brendan himself looks like Feanor
I LOVE Brendon so im ok with this, he could swear against the gods and ill be right there behind him lmao, also early 2000s Brendon was such a heartthrob, and while he for sure doesn't have our fav little smiths personality, I can see him being Feanor and droves of ppl swearing an oath for him lmao
Behold, the greatest of all Elves, Feanor son of Finwe and Crown Prince of the Noldor. With his wife, the best Sculptor in all of Aman and the woman who invented divorce herself, Nerdanel the Wise, daughter of Mahtan
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tackytigerfic · 1 year
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Well apparently drinking baileys is the way to get your writing mojo back ;)
I had to search my tumblr to find out what this was about, and i see it's this post!
I knew it would be a winter fic as I only drink Bailey's around Christmas time (idek why, it's just a Christmas drink in my head).
Sadly I don't think even Bailey's can help me now. I write almost every single day, but I am both slow and have very limited time in which I actually get any writing done. So my progress is glacial.
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antvnger · 1 year
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Hey! What just happened?!
*looks around, very hard to see what’s going on*
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A raptor?! Where?? *runs*
*runs into a tree* Oowwwwww….
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silverfoxlou · 10 months
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nerves-nebula · 3 months
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i love to see people who are like "you can talk about csa but not around minors that's gross!" like idk how to tell you this but. who do you think is getting csa'd. i'll give you a hint: the first letter in csa does not stand for "adult"
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badlydrawnronpa · 5 months
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I MISSED MY SHOT
PLEASE ANYTHING WITH LUPIN III IM BEGGING YOU!
🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️
THIS IS A DANGANRONPA BLOG?
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teshamerkel · 2 months
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Nia, noticing Tobias is once again sad/upset: "need a hug?"
Tobias, desperately touch starved and very much wanting a hug, still trying to keep up his non-existent reputation: *blushing* "What? No, disgusting,"
Pretty much. 😂
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alphinias · 2 years
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A fellow anon who doesn't like self-insert, not here for a critique or a conversation. Just desperate for help: what tags did you blacklist to keep self-insert off your dash? I have like 20, from general to overly-specific and i keep finding them
If you could help me I would be grateful for life
Dhsjsnsnssnsn. If only I could 100% avoid finding them too.
I think the trick is to filter content, not just tags. I’ve got “x reader” blacklisted under content and that’s helped a lot. Y/n would probably also be a good one to filter for content lmao. I’m also really picky about who I follow but the place I still sometimes see them is within main tags. But usually I just go in specific ship tags instead of whole show tags so that helps.
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emberglowfox · 1 year
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Also love how u draw teba. Like to think he could give relationship advice to Sidon and yoga too, while link is hanging with tulin!
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YEAHHH TEBA i think hes fun
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basketobread · 6 months
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How does Lunara feel about... Lolth
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not good lol
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u3pxx · 9 months
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my only criticism of your swap omens designs is that aziraphale lost his gay little bowtie 😔
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[bad omens] that's a very good point, anon, but don't worry! a crow demon can have a minor outfit change every now and then! >:^P
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devotion-disorder · 9 months
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I need Kuuya on a carnal level. Need him to fuck my pussy so hard he chafes from all the friction and he cooks vaginal yeast. Need him hitting my cervix so hard it induces my body into labor. Need him to actually impregnate me and I cough up his seed from how deep he was.
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shepscapades · 2 months
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Go autism boy (<- gender neutral) go
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TANKS!!!!
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evans-endeavors · 5 months
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haha wow your lethal company guy is pretty big
*clears throat. pulls out badge.*
this is the FBI. Feral Boobie Inspector. Gonna need to see them.
*lookin hard at the badge. can't decide if feral was intentional, or if anon misspelled federal*
WELP! Seems legit.
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Consider donating to my ko-fi ;)
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frownyalfred · 10 months
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Re: the Jewish Batfamily
I like to imagine Bruce sees Alfred trying to keep his kitchen Kosher and is like….. “We can be Reform. It’s fine.”
Bonus points if Alfred isn’t Jewish but he wanted to keep the traditions alive for Bruce after the loss of his parents (his only Jewish connection outside extended family)
Wait. Now I’m making myself sad. And curious about writing poor goy Alfred speed running Judaism one night so he could raise Bruce the way Martha would’ve wanted 😭🥺
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spamgyu · 5 months
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CHAMPAGNE PROBLEMS // Wonwoo one shot
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DESCRIPTION: She had known her answer months before, and the answer had stayed the same as she watched the man that promised her the whole world down on one knee. PAIRING: Wonwoo x Reader GENRE: short angst (what more do you guys expect from me)
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"Will you marry me?"
She looked down at him, her heart heavy,
She knew this was coming; accidentally stumbling upon the little velvet box just months before in search for a top she could have sworn was in one of their shared cabinets. It was tucked in between one of his work shirts – he never was good at hiding anything.
She should have ended things the day she saw the emerald cut gem sitting perfectly in the holder.
She should have left.
But instead, she chose to dismiss it – pretending she didn't see a that damn ring and went about her day thinking her answer would have changed when the time came.
He had spent months making sure this day went right – planting seeds just weeks before to ensure her nails were painted in that perfect shade of nude, asking her best friend for assistance so that she could show up to their private rooftop dinner wearing a white dress.
But she knew.
She caught on to every single one of his subtle planning. Just as she had caught on to his mistakes just months before.
They had been together for five years after all.
She thought that by now, her anger and her fears would have subsided.
She thought her answer would be yes.
"No." She whispered.
The grin on his face fell, his hands dropping down to his sides – the sound of the ring falling on the floor with a soft clink echoing in their ears.
Standing up from his position, Wonwoo licked his lips. "What do you mean?"
He knew what she meant. He just chose not to believe it.
Not just yet.
She felt her heart bury itself deep in her stomach, taking a step away from him. "No." Her voice firm, despite the tears that began to well in her eyes. "I'm- I can't."
"Honey–" He pleaded, a tear escaping his eyes.
He knew why she chose to decline his offer. He knew and yet, he had still proceeded with his plans – thinking she had forgiven him for his mistake.
Time had passed and they went back to how they once were when that god forsaken night had taken place.
He could have sworn everything was fine.
"No." She shook her head. "Please don't make me repeat it."
"I– Honey, don't do this."
Tears were now streaming down her cheeks, recalling back to the night his best friend ratted him out through a text message – proving her gut right.
He had cheated on her.
With his ex-girlfriend.
She didn't want to believe it. She didn't think he would do the unthinkable; even when he seemed do be coming home later than usual, his usual scent blending with a hint of roses and vanilla, and text messages that were accidentally sent to her.
They were so in love, they had planned a future together. They were perfect.
Or so she thought.
"I thought I had gotten over it, I thought my answer would be yes." Her voice shook as the lump in her throat grew to a size of a golfball. "But when I look at you– whenever I see you, I see her. I hear her."
"Y/n." Wonwoo whispered through his tears.
"You said you were content. You said you were happy. Why did you seek out for someone else when I was right there?"
"It was a mistake."
"No, a mistake is forgetting to turn off the stove. A mistake is you accidentally spilling wine on our couch. But God– Wonwoo you were cheating on me for four months! Four fucking months."
Every relationship goes through a rough patch, that was given.
It was during a time when almost every day ended with a fight, not a single minor inconvenience going unseen.
But that was what it should have just been. A rough patch.
He shouldn't have strayed.
"I love you." He emphasized the last word, as if he was reassuring himself.
If he had really loved her, then why did he slip away?
Why did he think marrying her would fix their problems?
"I don't." She wiped the last of her tears. "I'm- I can't do this. I'm sorry."
Wonwoo watched as she turned her back away from him, grabbing her purse from the back of her chair – heading straight to the door.
He stood in the darkness of the rooftop – the only light illuminating his surroundings were the distant city lights and the hundred of candles surrounding their table.
His fears had come to life.
She was gone.
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