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Various Sonic umbrellas, from the Japanese guide from ‘Sonic Jam’. Support us on Patreon

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I saw some angry tiktokers

They were complaining about ppl shipping the scraps together,, so I drew this so they get more mad ☝️

But honestly this can be seen as platonic or romantic - it's meant to be romantic but idrc

The song in the background!

@zeddyzi

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I like seeing people like my stuff on this account it's kinda sillly

Although I got a new main account now,, I think it's pretty awesome sauce so go erm go see that one there

Here

@waffelz-png

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Please reblog if you can, I'd like to get as many different results as possible!

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I FUCKING LOVE GAY PEEEOOOPPLLLEEE YESSSSS

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Real

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I OIEV TAHTW

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I would. I would hack into his dumb little account, and steal all of his robux. Every. Single. One. Then I will delete his account.

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G

getting a wet pad account

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I love spring until i remember i have awful allergies and an unnecessarily high fear of bees

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Idk who tf these faggots are but slay!! >_< /pos

posting a capchat fic because your mother

langue sees cap sad and is like “Um. nuh uh! what!”

i originally showed this to almond then i. added more cuz it felt cut off. woahza

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look at my contribution to the cappuccino x langue de chat propaganda!!

they/them is used for langue, she/he for capp (yes i stole this from almond)

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Langue stepped off the bus, giving the driver a quick thank you before they departed. They hastily hung a bag over their shoulder. It contained gifts for most of their family members, so they couldn’t risk it getting wrecked. They walked down the street, already having a set destination in mind.

However, something caught their eye.

His house was right there.

They didn’t know she lived so close to their family. As much as they wanted to just hurry before they were late to dinner, they decided to say hello.

They knocked on the door and anxiously waited for some kind of response.

The door opened.

Cappuccino was there, but he looked like a mess. Her eyebags were more prominent than usual, and his hair was unkempt. Langue stared at her with slight concern, reaching a hand towards his hair. “Your hair… it’s like a birds nest…!” They commented, while combing through it with their fingers. Cappuccino winced a bit at the sudden touch.

“I know, I know… but who would comb their hair at this hour…?”

“The time is no excuse for… this!”

Their fingers got stuck in a particularly tight knot, Cappuccino groaned at the pulling of her hair.

“Why are you here? Don’t you have somewhere to be…?”

He asked, with a slight hoarseness in her voice.

“Hm, I do…”

Langue thought to themself about what they were doing. They might be late for dinner at this rate… but, there was this strange look in Cappuccino’s eyes that told them that they had to stay.

“…my parents won’t be upset if I say the bus was late.”

They started shaking a bit, they hadn’t lied to their parents since they were young. And even then, they cried and apologised after.

Cappuccino looked at them, a little surprised.

“You wanna stay…?”

Langue nodded, albeit a little hesitantly.

“Can-… may I stay?”

They could barely finish their sentence before Cappuccino pulled them inside, shutting the door behind the two. He sighed, and turned to look at Langue.

“…Thank you. I don’t get visitors often.”

She smiled a little, a rare sight. Langue felt their cheeks grow a little warmer. 

“Your hair is still messy…” They laughed.

Langue carefully put their bag down and brought their hands back up to his head, starting to comb through it again. Cappuccino leaned onto them, sighing in content.

Langue felt shaky and nervous, they had to lie to their parents, but… maybe Cappuccino needed this. Langue could still see that look in her eyes. A hint of a type of sadness they could not recognise. A feeling of longing for something he cannot survive without, perhaps.

Langue sighed, “How have you been?” They tried to sound casual, like they weren’t perplexed and worried.

Cappuccino took a second to reply “…I don’t know, I guess I’m okay…”

Langue doubted her statement “Okay? With those eyebags?”

Cappuccino stayed silent.

Langue sighed and put their hands on his cheeks to demonstrate. They rubbed her eyebags with their thumbs, they had become even more prominent than usual. They saw his cheeks turn a little redder.

She put his hand on theirs.

They smiled slightly, but it quickly faded when they saw her eyes.

Was he crying?

Oh.

Langue had no clue what to do. They held her a little tighter, and tried to avoid looking at his face. They stared into the distance, trying to figure out what to do.

They’d never dealt with a situation like this before…

The idea of just leaving was awfully tempting, but they felt like they had to stay… something in Cappuccino’s muffled words convinced them of that. They gently rubbed her back.

“H-Hey, it’s… it’ll be o-okay… probably…” Their words were quiet and poorly strewn together, but they… they were words, at least.

Their words, surprisingly enough, worked a bit. They wondered exactly what was going on inside his mind right now.

“You… you look like you’re in a hurry. I- I don’t need to keep you waiting…”

Langue wanted to agree so badly, but they felt like they needed to help. “No, no… I can stay…” They reluctantly offered. “No, you… you can go. I’m sorry for letting you see me like this.” She replied, wiping her eyes.

Langue decided to just go. They picked up their bag and swung it over their shoukder again.

“Just so you know, I- I can come over at any time… i-if you want to see me…”

“…I will, just… go see your family.”

“…How did you know I was visiting them?”

“You don’t just carry big bags like that for nothing.”

Langue gave a little chuckle at that.

“You know me…”

They waved a quick goodbye before opening the door and stepping back outside. They had to be at least half an hour late now, how were they going to explain this…?

Although it would be a tough case to explain, they still felt like they had at least started something good…

They hoped he would feel better the next time they visited her.

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That sounds kinky, holds hand back

Stares at black raisin and beet with them big ol eyes

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Me when Thomas flyswatter and gradient joe

Stares at black raisin and beet with them big ol eyes

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another slasher guy acting cute

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My biggest fear is my dad finding my tumblr account, not like he'd care, just the things I say and the way I act 💀💀

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Bbg what is this gelp

Beet for the last time, you're bugtistic man, ITS SO OBVIOUS YOU DUMB DUMB