Wow, look at all these canon couples and their romantic visuals!
Cherrisnake (heart shaped holes in the walls)
Staticmoth (Vox ignites a heart from Val's smoke)
Charlastor
Erm... wait... 🤪
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(SPOILERS)
So! If Sabo has that nasty scar on his face, it's safe to assume he has terrible vision in that eye right? NOW image him smiling at Luffy and he tried to pat his head but misses entirely, trips over, falls on his face and then just sits there like he's a stone figure and suddenly bursts into tears.
The crew are just mortified by the sight of this and Luffy is just pissing himself laughing
(SOMEONE PLEASE DRAW THIS I'M BEGING YOU)
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I've been blocking miraculous ladybug tags for specific episodes for months now, since I haven't been able to sit down and watch s5 yet, but every now and then there's a post that passes my dash like "contains filtered content: #determination" and I have tosit for a moment sometimes and remember why I have some random word filtered 😂.
But bro what the heck kind of title is deflagration 😭
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bringing mishima and my new child to dome town
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You guys are friends?
-Draken
.....maybe friends is a bit of understatement too....
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YALL THERE'S AN EVIL BOOP IF YOU HOVER OVER ON THE BOOP LINK LONG ENOUGH
at least like three spins long and it'll give you the prompt
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I need you all to see this
It's a real thing and I'm so curious but it also seems like such a bad idea 😂😭
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it's raining outside, and higuruma is laying on your bedroom floor.
the soft pit-patter of raindrops coupled with his dancing fingertips against the exposed skin of your waist is a song you haven't quite learnt the tune to yet — he lays on his side, hair tousled and damp, dark strands curling over his forehead, sleeves rolled up and tie forgotten somewhere in the doorway.
admittedly, you're in no better shape. your cheeks are cold, skin of your calves wet with rainwater from running across the busy streets with him, armful of whatever ingredients you two picked out for dinner, his suit jacket held above your head and the occasional chorus of laughter when either of you stomp a puddle and splash the other.
it's raining, and higuruma thinks he falls in love with you every single day, like it's born anew.
he falls in love with the girl he wakes up next to, mouth open and cheek smooshed into the pillows. he falls in love with the girl who doesn't know a thing about law, but argues better than him in the heat of the moment. he falls in love with the girl who kicked her boots through puddles of rain, ruining his pants — the girl who made him laugh about something so mundane.
it's raining, and higuruma is laying on your bedroom floor, oddly paired with his formal white shirt and a pair of pajamas, his dress pants draped over the washer — the dryer broke a few days ago, he forgot — he holds you close as he watches the water droplets race against the glass window.
he loves you.
“do you like the rain?” you ask him, head tucked into his neck, his eyes fluttering shut for a second, the question is lost on him for a moment.
“i like you.”
you don't respond yet, and higuruma opens one of his eyes, only to find you staring at him. “more than you like the rain?” he almost laughs at that, almost, and he pulls you impossibly closer.
“a lot more than i like the rain, i’m sure.”
it's raining outside, and higuruma never really liked when it rained, not at all.
he proposed to you in spring. married you in summer.
but now he hopes it rains tomorrow, he hopes you still want him then, and he hopes you'll splash him with another puddle.
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