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vesna-v-irkutske · 2 months ago
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Did you know you can grow your own Nikita at home? Just get some salt, fake blood, (real blood/strawberry jam works too), cookie dough and play noise music for 10 hours. Then, when you wake up, you will have a little Nikita. He’s only 3 feet tall though.
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I tried, and this is what I got. Success or not?
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libertys-lovers · 11 months ago
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Okay, so, I’ve been thinking about my ex-F/Os a lot lately (or at least a lot more often). One of them, coincidentally, has had fan-art pop up in my Tumblr feed for
 maybe the past week or two?
So another piece of fan-art showed up for me yesterday
 and then, that same night, I had a dREAM ABOUT HIM?!?? But then I woke up, fell asleep again
 and Karamatsu entered my dreams. And the dreams about Karamatsu made me COMPLETELY forget what the ex-f/o dreams were even about 😭😭😭.
It’s just funny to me, ‘cause like
 are you protecting me from exes dear, or are you just clingy and need literally all of my attention on you~? I’ve barely been able to think about any F/Os outside of Kara, and now I can’t even dream about anyone else đŸ˜­đŸ˜€. What the hell is happening NAKSKS
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thekinschoolhouse · 10 months ago
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Can i ask for a Pico [pico school/fnf/newgrounds] stimboard , w/ apples , mush or crunchy slime(?) or clay slime cracking whatever , and paint stuff idk how to explain much ? colors mainly are green , reddish orange , n' orange !!
feel free to decline if you don't feel like doing this or have to many requests n' stuff!! ps. ur stuff rocks btw !! /pos :]
-from, đŸđŸ’„ anon
📘 — POSTED!
I am. So sorry for the wait 😭
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https-bakugo · 17 hours ago
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sobs - 📘
so you hate me - 🧹
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starshinc · 2 years ago
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oh and throws a dreepy at mute izu,
ok i lost the meme but basically give a pokemon until you have 6 - mute!izuku edition, 1/6
Wait, what exactly is Kacchan about to throw at him? Oh no, that’s a Pokemon
! And oh, no, he’s holding his wrench
!
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He’s not holding his wrench anymore, the metal clattering on the ground as he
.semi-catches the dreepy. Hey, at least it can fly? More of a guide down than anything else. The second Izuku can get one of his hands free, he’s signing. Aggressively. Kacchan, you can’t just throw Pokemon like that around
.! What if I couldn’t catch him in time?!
Huffing, he turns his attention to the Pokemon now floating by his shoulder, smiling a little in relief that the little guy survived the throw without being injured. What do you say, little one? You can be my Pokemon if you want!
Well, Izuku is very happy!
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sizzlesmokensip · 2 years ago
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pjackk · 1 year ago
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crescentpaws · 4 months ago
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mimie-and-the-visions · 21 days ago
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FIRST PROPPER POST! NOT SCARED AT ALL :DD
HSR - Holding hands
Argenti, Aventurine, Luka, Ratio, Robin and Ruan mei.
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đŸŒčArgenti
The knight is not at all afraid to reach for your hand, and will even do it subcontiously while looking at something else entirely. In his search for your hand he would notice you having wandered off, and after finding you again he insists on holding hands more often so you wont stray too far from him.
His hands are very warm, if hes not wearing his gauntlets. He would most likely take off one of them beforehand though, so he could feel your hand in his propperly. Its quite cute seeing him take it off, knowing hes anticipating it. He has quite a few scars on his calloused hands from training, and as your thumb brushes over them he cant help but feel a bit warm and flustered.
Is the type if guy to offer his hand when you walk down stairs, or out of a car, but then simply "forgets" to let go.
♠Aventurine
Another guy who will "forget" to let go of your hand if hes being polite and helping you, only difference is.. hes using it as an excuse since hes actually a bit nervous to simply reach out. He might be quite open and playfull about physicall affection, but something as soft and close as holding hands allways made him act wierdly fidgety.
He may hesitate to reach out, but once he has your hand hes not letting the thing go at all. He would make a detour in your route, walk the longer path, or simply talk a little longer so he wouldnt have to let go.
His hands are actually quite soft, and you can lightly fidget with his rings while linked together. Hes the type if guy to intertwine your fingers, brushing his thumb over yours. His hand holds onto yours while plays, while the other struggles to hold his cards and dice, afterall.. he needs to hold onto his "lucky charm" if hes going to win.
đŸ’„Luka
Insists on holding hands with his left arm, the weather in Belobog makes his allready quite cold metal hand difficult to hold. He tends to walk on your right side because if this, secretly hoping you will grab his hand, but... he gets impatient within 10 seconds and does it himself. You can reach for his mechanical hand if youre indoors, and hes not worried about freezing you anymore, but he likes it better when he can feel your touch as well...
Hes another one who holds hands in order to stick together, but with Luka its more so that HE wont wander off. If you didnt hold his hand all the time you would need one of those child leash backpacks honestly... the guy will enthusiastically wander off at the sight of anything mildly interresting.
His hand is very warm, and with a few scars from both fighting and tinkering with metal things. He ABSOLUTELY would swing your arm back and forth with his while walking, and has a cute habit if bringing it up to kiss your hand before letting it go.
📘Ratio
His hands are usually quite busy, either with his sculptures, his pen, his books, his students assignments as he grades them... but its actually this that makes him place his hand in yours. After days in and days out of writing, sculpting and generally clenching his hands out of stress, he gets cramps in his hands.
Soft quiet moments are spent between you two as you basically massage his hands. The few breaks he takes from his work is allways spent by your side, and allthough he refuses to admit it... his love for the attention and touch is given away by a faint blush.
Sweetly enough, if you have a similar hobby or work that requires your hands, he returns the favour. And even if you dont use your hands at all, he would still do it. His strong hands are usually cold, but allways so gentle in how they hold and work on yours.. as though you were one of his precious sculptures.
đŸŽ”Robin
Her hands are the softest ever, and shes so sweet about asking to hold yours too. She will grab your hand any chance she gets, finding it grounding and comforting to have something to hold, even more so if its you shes holding. If not your hand, shes fidgeting with her bracelets and gloves.
She first held your hand while showing you around Penacony, leading you from place to place. But no matter the sights around you, you couldnt pull your focus away from the soft and flustering hold she had on your hand.
She has her nails painted more often than not, and would love to paint yours too. Definetly not an excuse to hold your hand... definetly...
🧬Ruan mei
Another person whos work demands her hands constantly. Writing, measuring, steadily and carefully conducting her experiments. She doesnt get cramps in her hands, but that doesnt mean she says no to you massaging her hands for her.
Shes steady and meticulous with her work, something that carries over with how she handles you. With how cold they are as well, you might mistake her hands for the metal tools in her lab. She intertwines her fingers with yours as you walk around the space station. Her neatly kept and pointy nails lightly brush over your skin absentmindedly as she reads over her research.
She admittedly cant hold your hands too much, as she would have to wash them again and again. Both keeping the chemicals away from you, as well as not contaminating her work. But when her job is over, her hands are all yours to hold and keep warm.
(I hope i did okay for my first x reader writing! ^^ )
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dingodoodles · 22 days ago
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A big hardy SLAP! đŸ’„ From our upcoming comic coming out REAL soon July.22đŸ„ł 📘📱PRE-ORDER @ Foolsgold.fun/comic <<<< Art by: Avery Howett & Princess Abella Written by: Chris Hastings
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rizdoodles · 3 months ago
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Jadito(🐬x🩅): "Their favorite things about each other"
(Jadito requests 💭)
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◇What Jade🐬 loves about PĂ©pito:
-How caring she is toward him when he’s not feeling wellđŸ©č💩
-Her kind but naive nature🩅💝
-How she gets mad when he teases her (he loves provoking her)đŸŠ…đŸ’ąđŸ’„
-Her exaggerated and random reactions when she’s stressedđŸŠ…đŸ’«đŸ’Š
-Her face when she’s sleepingđŸŠ…đŸ’€
-The way she always tries her best even if she failsđŸ”„đŸ’ŻđŸ“‰
◇What PĂ©pito🩅 loves about Jade:
-His smile😈
-His voice🐬🔊
-When he holds her in his armsđŸ«‚đŸ’
-The passion he has when talking about his interestsđŸ„â›°ïžđŸ“šâœšïž(She’s not interested, but she’s happy when she sees the stars in his eyes.)
-The way he often comes to talk to her💬
-The way he gives her attention🩅💕
-All the things he teaches her.📖🩋
-His patience with her📘💯
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Thank you so much for your question @m00nkissedlover 💝💝💝!
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libertys-lovers · 4 months ago
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I’M HAVING ANGST DREAMS NOW???
Oh. Oh this was awful. It was awful and it was a BANGER?!? I HATE MY BRAIN
Everyone was in it; like the only F/O that’s on my page and didn’t make an appearance was Gary. But everyone else appeared at least once. The dream seemed to revolve mainly about Kara, Spyke, and G.I. though

Dream below the cut
SO we start off at this house, right. I think the implication was that it was my family’s old home? But we’re hanging out with some people in it, and then it starts tripping out. We’re seeing rooms on fire through windows without them actually being on fire. Some rooms randomly ARE on fire.
We basically had to figure out how to escape and defeat this house? I had to evacuate everyone and I think the implication was that it was haunted? So I literally burn down the house
 which now that I’m awake, I realize I could’ve just let that happen lmao.
But whatever, I’m walking in the neighborhood, and I see like
 an ad? Idk how to describe the platform, but it was an ad for one of my irl’s merch shops. And that, apparently, was a bad sign in this dream? Me in the dream has a crisis, and I go look for my F/Os
 and they’re all just gone.
I guess the shop never existed when my F/Os were real, so now that it was real, it meant something changed in the universe and they just
 vanished.
I kid you not, the ENTIRE dream after that was just me looking for them. I looked in different buildings, different streets, until I started dimension hopping for them??? I somehow end up in Futurama??? And I meet Bender at this outdoor sale or whatever? He’s trying to sneak away from the police because of course he is, and because I disguise him well enough to get him away, he promises he’ll take me to the Professor and he’ll make it work.
A lot of how that worked got glossed over; they sent Leela to some realm at one point but that only lasted for a second. It somehow cut to me having to, like, literally head-dive into a specific spot on this interdimensional web to get me back to my dimension & time where my F/Os existed?

BUT IT DIDN’T WORK
Now that I think of it, I think my brain reused Spyke’s image for someone, because I remember someone bullying me for it not working and I feel like it looked like him, but it obviously wasn’t meant to be him in the dream

Anyways, whatever. I’m trapped in the future. Yeah, that’s right. It didn’t work because the web didn’t even let me pass through. Yay!
At some point tho we end up at this party? But the point of the party was for it to be miserable and stressful, which ngl that’s a banger and a decent Futurama bit.
And let me tell you, this dream really harped on G.I being gone. I saw some poster about how maintenance on his types of robots almost died with the past, and
 well, you know what I saw at that party?
HIS FUCKING HEAD??? T W O OF THEM?? Just on some table??? And dream me just snaps. I hold one of the heads up and I keep asking for it to wake up, to talk, to say anything. In the back of my head I knew that, even if it did speak, it wouldn’t even be the same GI, but I was so desperate in this dream that I just wanted to see any of them at all.

and that’s where it ended.
(Though, now that I think of it, it also harped on Karamatsu and I being married too. I remember a line where I was crying like “if my boyfriends don’t remember me
. if my friends don’t remember me
 if my husband doesn’t remember me
”. KILL ME KILL ME NOW-)
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thepiratefish · 10 months ago
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Prime defenders if there was tumblr.
Inspired by these posts! Please check them out! More of these will eventually be made in the future :>
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No Fucking Way...
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They hate me for my silliness (I climbed the giant fucking sword and got arrested..)
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There was a man outside my apartment holding groceries while waiting for the light only for both of the bags to BREAK.
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Just so you all know, this man is 6'0 I think wearing heels with (terrible hidden) lizard skin on one side of his face. It is night where I am, and he hasn't moved for the past five minutes. I can FEEL the anger radiating of him from my apartment.
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There was an emo kid on the side of the road holding a rope that was tied around this smaller kid with a red aesthetic and this kid Ran off (I have no idea why) at some Ungodly speed and this poor boy got draged along I Kid you Not he ragdolled like he was in a cartoon. whole ass smoke cloud left behind and everything.
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Do you think Wavelength listens to Chappell Roan?..
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I'm adding this to my fanfic
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2 Notes and I invite The Hero Tide to join me on playing games on stream.
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https-bakugo · 17 hours ago
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can i come over later and cuddle? - 🧹
can i come over later and stare at you? - 📘
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm no
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rachelsblue-hairbrush · 4 months ago
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Phineas and Ferb characters in PJO!
Phineas FlynnđŸ’„ + Ferb FletcherđŸŸ© - Hephaestus Cabin⚒
Candace Flynn💋 - clear sighted mortal, that’s why she can see the kid’s adventures👓
Linda Flynn-Fletcher đŸ€Šâ€â™€ïž - She’s not a clear sighted mortal, that’s why she can’t see the kid’s adventuresđŸ•¶ïž
Dr Doof🔬 - Hephaestus Cabin⚒
Perry🐩 - he’s literally a normal platypus, why would he have a godly parent?
Perry the PlatypusđŸŽ©- Hermes CabinđŸ„Ÿ
Isabella Garcia-ShapirođŸ©· - mortal hunter of ArtemisđŸč
Buford Van Stomm💀 - Ares CabinđŸ„Š
Baljeet📘 - Athena Cabin🩉
Jeremy Johnson💘 - Apollo Cabin☀ (what do you MEAN I’m only saying that cause he looks like Will? That’s CRAZY!)
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