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pezhead · 1 year
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Just read your fic instead of going to bed
I love it, and I will admit
I keep imagining Donnie being returned via Mikey’s portal, which leads to the rise crew entering the 2012 dimension
And I just imagined rise Donnie walking in first and like, “oh my word why is everything so dull and colorless”
I also imagine Draxum there
It would be hilarious if the Rise group found the lack of bright saturated colors everywhere more jarring than the fact that 2012 is 3D. They get there and wonder who turned the color off and how do they fix it ASAP.
Also, Draxum going to 2012 is a concept I never considered, and ohmigosh that would be amazing~
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hiendar · 2 years
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Potete potete hi hi I dunno if you answer asks, but I wanted to say that I lob u very much 🥹 and you’re a poteteta my dearest pateteto
mimi HAI THIS IS MY FIRST ASK AND ITS from YOU im honored, am touched and I love you alot my buttercup dearest sweety honey pie sugarplum pumpkin spice latte darling $50 boba tea here i picked this caviar by hand for you
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violet-catsarelife · 4 months
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Leather jackets are cool okay 🥺
also Dick has unknowingly opened the door to little birds stealing his clothes from him lol. It's a love language 😌
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that time Discowing wore a leather jacket:
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and this precious panel of baby Jay:
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zivazivc · 5 months
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I feel like I have some of the most random headcanons. but I am lowkey obsessed with the fact that John Dory is so much older than Branch that he potentially could have dated their friends'/peers' parents, and/or anything else funny and possibly entertaining that the large age difference entails lmaokskssbcdsbcjdh
edit: part two
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cute-as-buttons · 7 months
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dang oops i sent that to the wrong person but now im gonna follow you cause i can
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HAHA ITS NP DUDE, I WAS JUST A LIL CONFUSED CONSIDERING I DO NOT DO ART D;JLHLKF
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lotus-pear · 2 months
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WE ARE SOOOO BACK HAPPY 113 EVERYONE‼️‼️
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apollo’s confidence in court: oh my god i’m the worst lawyer ever my client is going to go to JAIL because i can’t even do my JOB
apollo’s confidence outside of court: i’m the only smart one here, i’m the most normal guy in the world and NO ONE is doing it like i am, investigations are EASY, klavier gavin wants me carnally
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trans-androgyne · 2 months
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“Women and non-binary people” stop. Do you mean people with marginalized genders? Do you mean gender-oppressed people? Then say that. Stop refusing to recognize the very much gendered oppression of other trans people. There’s not some chasm of difference between how our oppressors treat a very masc non-binary person and a more binary trans man. I’m also non-binary and very much oppressed for my gender but because I’m transmasculine I could never feel comfortable in a space that marketed itself like that. Tell me what the real harm is of letting gender-oppressed mascs into spaces discussing gender oppression is. Because the consequence of not doing so is denying them space for their experiences just because of their gender identity. Do better.
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homosandhomies · 10 months
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the lack of misogyny in heartstopper is so fucking refreshing. all of the girls in the show just LOVE each other. no jealousy. no cattiness. no competitiveness. elle, tara, darcy, imogen, and sahar are all just vibing together. in a world where literally every single tv show has women being pitted against each other, it makes me so happy to see full love, solidarity, and support amongst these leading ladies.
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seiwas · 6 months
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papa nanami and how he can't decide which fleece jacket he should buy for his little girl—
they’re tiny, the length of the fabric spanning his two palms and a half. he’s thinking hard on this one—tan or pink? tan or pink… tan or pink.
the store is closing soon; the only free time he had was after work, now, half an hour before dinner. he should hurry so he can go home already—to his little girl and you.
he sighs, holding the jackets up again. tan or pink...
hm.
he makes his choice.
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when he arrives home, crouching low as his little girl comes crashing into him—the shopping bag falls to his side, hands holding her close. you peek from the kitchen, smile warm and in love.
kento always makes it in time for dinner, no matter what.
after tickles and giggles and a big munching on her cheek, your little girl pulls her papa by his pinky, dragging him over to you.
you always give him a kiss on the cheek.
“welcome home, my love.” you whisper by his ear, setting the last bowl of food down on the dining table.
you spot the shopping bag by the foyer, sneaking him a look, “did some early gift shopping?”
he follows your eyes, picking up your little girl as he sets her down on her seat.
“bought some fleece jackets for her, before it gets too cold.”
your lips curl up, knowing you chose the right man; his foresight, the way he looks after you both—it makes your heart swell as you walk to pick up the shopping bag.
when you pry it open, you’re met with fuzzy bundles of tan and pink. you snort, “couldn’t pick?”
he flushes, cheeks turning the same shade as the fabric in front of you—he points to his suit, “she said she wanted to match with me.”
your mouth forms an ‘ah’, still smiling, “and the pink?”
“i thought it’d look cute on her.”
he turns to your little girl, grip tight on her silicon utensils as she stabs around her food. she’s almost on her way to full sentences now and it shouldn’t make him this sentimental, but it does.
he wants her to stay this tiny forever.
his little girl.
“what do you think, baby?” you hold up the pink jacket beside you, speaking to your daughter.
she giggles, silicon fork in hand as her bib bounces; her eyes, the same brown as her papa’s but shaped like yours, sparkles, “pwitty! pwitty on!”
“papa always has good taste doesn’t he?” you look at your husband fondly.
your little girl babbles, giggling.
and nanami doesn’t know what he did to deserve this—your little family, but if he has to buy every fleece jacket in the world to keep you both warm and toasty, he will.
he’ll even make you all matchy.
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@kentoangel @em1e @augustinewrites @crysugu @soumies @itadorey @mididoodles thought about u all while writing this 🥹
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milkcioccolato · 4 months
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We all start with a little one on the ear😌
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orvcoded · 5 months
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joongdok in hanfu can be something so personal
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princessskye09 · 19 days
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i see red, red, oh red
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retquits · 6 months
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the bucket hat pirates
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mobius-m-mobius · 7 months
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Lokius in Loki 2x01 - "Ouroboros"
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sofiaruelle · 4 months
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Just a couple of besties with matching missing 2 front teef~
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