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smallsups · 1 year ago
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next-pres · 2 months ago
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wally-b-feed · 9 months ago
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Anthony Fineran (B 1981), 'Pizza HN Kelt', 2024
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odo-apologist · 1 month ago
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It's so funny that Fanny, The Captain, and Pat are consecutive ghosts. Whatever force dictates the afterlife looked at the fairly chaotic group of Button House and was like Woe, triple whammy of autistic people invested in rules and structure and organization and order be upon ye
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awakenandsee · 3 months ago
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i love this oversharing freak who never shuts up <3
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candiiee · 6 months ago
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"it's just a phase." Masaru Bakugo says, lying on the floor after his child had beaten him and called him weak.
"it's just a phase."
it never was a phase.
that was apparent, as Katsuki kept his personality all throughout kindergarten, middle school, high school and into adulthood. And now, being #15 in the hero charts.
Masaru smiled softly, remembering how harsh and brash their son had always been. Maybe it was on account of how fiery Mitsuki was, and how often she swore. Maybe not.
Either way, he still loved his son , brashness and all.
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tanzakukun · 6 days ago
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people are really not understanding that when lelouch trusts suzaku, it means he knows his character completely. that he would always protect others, the same way he had protected nunnally and lelouch. even if it meant dying, even if it meant betraying, even if it meant killing his own father. he’d stain his own hands to protect. he’d betray his own code to protect. and he does not do this coldly. his hands are shaking. his breathing is ragged. he is remorseful, he is repenting, he is sobbing.
at the end of the series, when suzaku found the resolution to completely shut his heart and focus on the results, to dedicate his life to punishment than happiness, he still shed tears for lelouch.
lelouch left the most important person in his life, nunnally, to suzaku. even when they were in opposing sides, this did not change one bit. lelouch would constantly use hostages (the STUDENT COUNCIL!! BOTH friends of theirs) bc he knows just how much suzaku would choose to protect others. And lelouch would constantly mock him for this, when it is exactly what lelouch likes about him the most. this isn’t really related anymore but lelouch is a piece of shit and had definitely taken advantage of suzaku way too much. misused his trust, never came out clean, becomes very hurt when it’s suzaku giving him his own medicine, etc
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sapphiresenthiss · 1 year ago
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So I found this several years old gem of a sketch in my old scraps folder... and finally decided to post it because why not. Nostalgia.
RIP Harry. Also Voldemort is secretly 2% cat and only 98% snake 😂
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snackleggg · 1 year ago
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It's crazy how Lotor and Keith were (in my opinion) the most strongly paralleled characters in the series and they never had a single proper conversation.
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butchdemiurge · 2 months ago
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it’s an amber scent and it works with my natural musk like literally nothing else
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derww · 6 months ago
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part 1 | 9/2 – 15/2
me&nivalu joined one of the subteams of a generally average team. when we got to the base, there was almost nothing but autobrewers and a shit ton of turtle helmets 😭😭😭 our new leader, lets call him aussie, a good guy and pvper, swiftly worked shit out about basebuilding with us. there was other ppl on the team, mainly a guy i'll call fossa. fossa is a pvper – we didnt know how good he was at that time (hes very good), but on the second day he brought like a doublechest of obi and armor cuz he&his bro raided someone overnight. it was going fine for some time, but at some point we were raided by cheaters and were left with no base.
we needed some time to regroup, and for the time being fossa went to temporary join main team to murder people and raid some bases together. while he was there, their base got raided too – sand didnt fall, leader was too late and gave awful coms – also leaving them without a base.
in the middle of this chaos, aussie, fossa and some random list of team-ajasent people raided fully random base, and in the end we turned out to be in the thrice crowded claim with us, some bits from other subteams since their bases also got raided, and the full list of the main team one minus their leader, very pissed off at him and on a verge of the coup, too strong for their own good and absolutely disorganized. and we two, with aussie being too busy with school, having to deal with it 😭
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girlwhodoeskratom · 1 year ago
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Karin Kelts @ Christian Dior Spring/Summer, 1993 Ready-to-Wear
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dogueteeth-fhr · 11 months ago
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25. Barbed wire.
(Beck, pre-escape. The Farm.)
It's tall.
Far taller than itself. Not that that's very hard; almost anything is taller than it. Its height didn't last long when the others started growing, too.
But none of the others are as tall as this.
It knows some of the others can fly. Could fly right over the links of metal, soar far, far away. Maybe the threat of getting shot down is enough for them to stay. Same for the ones that could climb it. The cuckoo's hand reaches out. It feels cold, grazing, cold enough against a burning hand to sting as its fingers lace with the wire. It feels like a handshake. The barbed wire looms above, turned thin, ink lines against the orange of the rising sun. When it blinks, the barbed wire is burned in black and blue against the back of its eyelids.
A whine pulls it out of its thoughts. It retreats, harsh, stung, intent sharp and potent enough behind a haze of dampened static. The handler's voice speaks, and the dog barks. She's shouting as she marches closer, body hostile, and the regene slinks backward but does not run. It knows better than to run from a dog. Her voice is static in its ears, and its eyes meet the dog's. Same hue? Same hue.
Domestic brown.
Hearts beating.
She's getting louder, angrier, there's threats spilling from her face, and the dog is barking, agitated. Afraid. Of her. Of what it might do. What she might do. The barbed wire fence offers no comfort, no safety. It keeps them in. Cuts its skin. It does not protect the regene from what comes in. There's a cattle prod in her hand, alighting with electricity, sharp enough to make the dog and the regene flinch. They both know the sting. The singe. Domestic brown eyes, chattel eyes, dog eyes, animal, watch as it descends.
It bites.
The handler screams.
The regene tastes blood on its teeth.
It runs as the dog licks its lips.
The regene doesn't want to see what she will do to it.
This was its own fault.
Good dogs aren't meant to bite.
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respectfullytrash · 4 months ago
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After the spirit disappears Ryou has trouble finding joy in the things he once loved more then anything.
Whenever he picks up a Monster World figure, he feels guilt stabbing into his heart and in his hand over what had happened to his friends. What Could have happened to his friends…
While sorting through his deck, he feels shame over the terrifying cards that sent an unknown amount of people, innocent or otherwise, to their death. How scared they must’ve been. Maybe if his interests weren’t so creepy and off putting it would have been more peaceful of an end.
His fascination with ghosts and the supernatural have almost completely vanished, knowing firsthand what it really means to be Spector’s plaything. Sometimes he’d like to hit his younger self for wishing to have a cursed amulet or ghost friend only he could see. But really how could he have ever known.
It takes some time, but eventually he’s able to walk into some dark shop, lit only by candles, tucked deep within an empty alleyway riddled with cobwebs and crawling vermin, and pick out something he thinks is the most horrific and disgusting thing in all of Domino without thinking of his ex-tenant.
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lastfloristten · 1 year ago
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я уже который раз перечитываю все существующие фанфики по кельтбахам 😭 до невозможности хочется чего-то новенького!! самой что ли написать...
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mishchiefarts · 1 year ago
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ówò worked on this since April Quite proud, thought I might post it here :) [OC: Lou Chiffon]
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