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Have some Davsher for your blogging pleasure ❤️

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this ruin me <3

riptide

SO @dominimoonbeam gave me an amazing David & Asher prompt, and it took a left turn into bittersweet territory, so I’m posting it separately. (the other one will also be filled… >:3)

redacted asmr: asher and david. rated teen, set during inversion.

The world may be ending, but at least they’re still here. Together.

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riptide.

It has been one hell of a fucking day.

David can’t even find the strength to laugh at the thought as he carries Asher below ground, the weight of his best friend solid and real within his grip.

The world may be ending, but at least they’re still here. Together.

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“You know, I … I think I might have a little scratch up here on my lip. I don’t suppose you’d be, interested in checkin’ it out. Keepin’ in mind that ah, healing works best with … physical contact.”

This goddamn scene man.

Milo x NB!Sweetheart

Uncoloured version under the cut coz I liked it too.

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crash

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🍚 rice discourse y'all reblog and put in the tags your ethnicity and whether you use a fork to eat your rice

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Can’t wait for the video “Unempowered boyfriend finds out abusive ex was beaten to death in an alleyway. [M4A]”

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Every time I see people bash Abuela from Encanto or Mei’s mom from Turning Red I just wonder why they can’t just direct their hatred towards the REAL enemy:

Chicken Little’s dad

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OMG I GASPED SO HARD WAIT-

everyone shut up. SHUT THE FUCK UP. WHAT

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I was gonna fully shade this, but my eyes hurt som I’m calling it done lol have a gorgeous Huxley boasting an equally gorgeous tattoo, based on the saucy, delicious fic that @sealriously-sealrious wrote ❤️‍🔥😍💯

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No words, just Tattooed Huxley

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🍎💚Love is stored in the applin 🍏❤️

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Today's thoughts- Milo and Sweetheart

Returning to a previous idea where Sweetheart was an undercover agent who got close to Milo because his father was a rogue cop.

See here:

What if, instead, Milo was the one that got close with Sweetheart, a young, naive, ambitious detective with much to prove, to gain an inside source into DUMP? What if he's just been using Sweetheart for intelligence to report back to his father, who he's been protecting being Sweetheart's back, even going so far as to give Sweetheart false leads?

What if, instead, Milo was the one who eventually falls in genuine love with Sweetheart and realises he's been putting them into grave danger and tried to get out with Sweetheart, without telling Sweetheart what has been happening so as to preserve their relationship?

What if it's too late?

What if Milo's father's lackeys come to threaten Milo into staying, and inadvertedly clues Sweetheart in on what was happening? The truth of their and Milo's love?

What if Sweetheart, hurt and angry, leaves Milo, even going so far as to plan to report everything to DUMP? Or worse still, they know they should report him, but they love him too much still, and just resign from duty and plan to move away?

And what if Milo wont let them leave?

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Vega's video is almost here

Vega is knocking on our doors with another video!!!

https://countle.com/iKkM6SLJi?d=d

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Avior <3

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Posting this to hype myself up!!!

Current writing something, by that I mean a fic, for the first time ever. It will turn out horrible but a good first horrible. Spoilers in the tag (not really)!!!

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I NEEDED THIS, at least some closure. I hope we'll have another Avior's video soon!!!

Sprig

I was having feelings and didn’t want the video to end, lol 1.3k words

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“All I can tell you is… that I… I fell in love with you two years ago. When we got trapped in this place together. And I loved you two years later when I pulled you back in… And I still love you now. And I’m sorry.” Avior sobbed, curling in on himself. He looked up. “Do you believe me?”

The conflicting feelings rolling off of his starlight in waves was practically enough to knock him over.

Avior wasn’t as good at distinguishing emotions as specialized demons and daemons were. They all needed to know the difference between emotions they could feed on, and ones they couldn’t. Avior, as an inchoate, didn’t have that problem. He still knew emotions—their shapes, forms, edges—like a second language he was fluent in, but sometimes it was hard to tell the difference between some. And human emotions were complicated. Basic ones mixed together to form new ones. They could be difficult to discern.

He thought he could feel surprise. Betrayal. Empathetic sorrow. Anger. Confusion. Hurt. And—

Love?

No. No. Love felt like a flower blooming. This was… not even a flower bud, yet. Infatuation, maybe.

His starlight stared at him with wide eyes and a slightly gaping mouth. Tear tracks cut through the smoke stains on their face from descending down to the fourth circle to find him.

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