I have no clue if tumblr ate the ask or not (if it didn’t, I apologize for the double posting) BUT
BUT
Im glad to see so much art of Robbie getting so many friends who roughhouse with him, especially after the Robbie lore dump (possibly by coincidence? Since it wasn’t here) because he deserves friends who can handle and even match his energy :)))
YEAHHH IM GLAD TOO!! specially for a lonely guy like him,, he’s dumb and sometimes even criminal in what he does, but my golly he’s a really excited and happy guy,,,,,
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You Happened
Tsukishima x reader + Kuroo x reader| rated M
A/n: angst, hurt no comfort, ~4k wc
“I don’t-“ you’re fighting back the tears you didn’t think you had. “I can’t do this anymore.”
He looks so small sitting on the bench in front the large bay window in his apartment. His shoulders slumped, his head hanging low. The moonlight shining down on his silhouette.
This hurts. It hurts so much more then you had imagined.
You want to run your fingers through his hair. To hold him close and breathe in his scent. But, you know you can’t.
You slowly try to pull away from him, but then you feel his fingers lightly touch yours. Pleading you to stay.
It stops you from moving. From breathing. Holding on to this moment for as long as you can.
This is the Tsuki you fell in love with. The one who isn’t afraid to be scared. The one who let down his walls of defense, even if by accident.
“Please don’t-” his voice is so soft you can barely hear him. You can feel his fingers softly trying to intertwine with yours. “Don’t go.”
You squeeze your eyes shut. Forcing the tears back. Forcing yourself not to cave in.
You feel his other hand firmly grip the hem of your sweater. You look down at him. He looks up at you with glowing golden eyes, piercing you right in your soul.
Your breath trembles as you try to find your voice. To protest and tell him he needs to let you go. But nothing comes out.
You bite your lip and slowly take a step back. Letting his hand fall from yours. Your sweater softly tugging against his grip.
His eyes still locked with yours. Blurred by the tears you didn’t know had welled up.
You take a sharp breath and whisper “goodbye Tsuki.” Turning away from his out stretched hand that once held on to you.
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did i hear people were interested in miguel and mj meeting? cause lord it's happening
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It’s not the idea itself that he’s opposed to. In fact, he’s been looking forward to meeting MJ for months, even before he and Peter got together. It’s just that he expected that he’d have a few days, or even a few weeks, to figure it out: what he’s going to say, what he’s going to wear, how he’s going to make himself less intimidating, how he’s going to prove to the love of his life’s wife that he’s good enough for Peter—
It’s fine. It’s fine.
He’s Spiderman. If he can fight a giant sea urchin in a different universe, he can figure out dinner with Mary Jane Watson-Parker. No problem. /End ID.]
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Hello, how do you feel about hitting my feels like a train once again?
How dare you. (Pls do it again I love your writing so much, it's amazing <3)
AHAHAHA! This is such a high compliment, bless you. “I hate it. Do it again.” 🤣
It’s like a roller coaster that looks like it’s gunna be an absolute blast but also, oh shit, what if I absolutely hate it and wish I had never gotten aboard? Or, oh god, what if it derails off the tracks and takes me and everybody else out with it? But also like damn you still gotta get on just to find out and take the ride, you know? Suffice to say I’m just happy you’re on the roller coaster with me, babe.
Also we need t-shirt’s, y’all want t-shirts? 🤣
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there have been a lot of little coincidences in my life that just make sense for who i turned out to be, and i just think it's so interesting that i ended up running a blog where i fiercely combat antisemitism everyday and refuse to budge on it despite the disgusting asks i receive when my surname is an occupational name for a maker of cudgels and mallets and "maccabee" literally means hammer.
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I know it's cool to shit on BBC Sherlock now or whatever, but even at a time when I didn't know I was aroace, to have a main character of a show who was an adult with a job, who was considered attractive and was a genius, be openly a virgin and admit he had no interest in romance was really important to me? I know he self-identified as a sociopath but it was more than clear that he wasn't one and idk... the show did not handle it well at all, and some aroaces hate that people call Sherlock aroace rep but like... it meant something to me, I guess
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okay man controversial take i have. there's somehow not enough lgbt tf2 content. it sounds bonkers but hear me out. i think we need to invest in the homosexuality of tf2 more. like i know people probably think "oh yeah we have so much gay content" no we don't. first of all there will never be enough, second of all there's still traces of stereotyping and flanderization in how people portray the characters w their identities, and third of all people aren't really going ALL out. i love myself some nsfw headcanons but there's only so many you can make before it's repetitive. go wild with that shit. tell me about how you think scout has a fetish for shoving beer bottles up his ass or something (#justbostontingz). more in depth analysis of how ship dynamics play out and how they interact. more characterization on how they deal w their identities. more experimental portrayals of the characters that deviate from how they're usually portrayed (people are multifaceted, yes pyro crayons fire my little pony but they're more than that). in general just more ms pauling. more engineer top scars.
I'M DOING THIS !!! Girl u are describing my posts u should follow me
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