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#he's upset
crazydaymycrazyway · 1 month
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William: Let me talk to you about an incident that took place last night that really upsets me
Sherlock: Okay, but in my defense, Billy bet me ten dollars that I couldn't drink all that shampoo
William: That was not what I wanted to-
William: YoU dRANK SHAMPOO?!!!
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artpatine · 1 year
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A mutual on Twitter wanted to see Beerus in this fit 😂 I decided to be the one to pull the trigger 3 months later lmao
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floatin-croc · 10 months
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Well, at least no one is harmed.
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what if I said I know who sent you the letter
He had managed to get away from the arm, and has no idea where it currently is. He shivers before realizing the screen said something.
"... Ya do...?", he slowly asked, although there was a bit of a shakiness to his voice. It seems the spook really got to him, because he's still holding the knife he summoned and his clock eye is still spinny wildly. His fingers on his free hand were tapping his leg nervously.
"... W-who is it? And why would they send me somethin' that awful?!", his voice raises a bit at the end there, his grip on the knife tightening a bit.
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negrowhat · 2 years
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THE FUCKING HEDGEHOG IS SICK! I'M DISTRAUGHT AND SO IS VEGAS!
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joukka-archive · 1 year
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" Doffy. " How strange it sounded being uttered from his lips. His name — not some demeaning sobriquet like he would usually spit out. Yet, even as he calls, Crocodile still can't capture the warlord's attention. He should be thankful that something has temporarily occupied the flamingo's mind, granting opening for space to be put between them. But instead, Crocodile does the opposite — he steps closer. A hand reaches up towards the side of the other's face just as he utters, " I'm taking these off. " But as fingers brush the frames of glasses, he feels himself immoveable. Instead of being met with the bite of strings against his skin, he stiffens at the hand that grips his wrist.
Instincts protest, but the reptile grits his teeth. " Let me see you. " His voice is gruff, commanding, as if he were scolding some spoiled little brat. And when no response is given still, he forces himself to be seen — head tilting down just as golden hues dart back and forth to meet Doflamingo's gaze. The pause is brief before he speaks again, his voice softer, a whispered confession meant only for the ears before him. " I want to see you. "
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his mind is occupied with troubling thoughts. memories that many think he's left in the past , but haunt every moment donquixote spends unoccupied. the way his mother's face looked as she lay dead , the sound of his father's lifeless body thudding to the ground , & the way his fingers burned in the cold of that snow-laden island ( rocinante , rocinante i'm sorry ― ) doflamingo doesn't hear it when his guest speaks , but reflexes remain pristine all the same. a hand attempts to take frames from his face , & the warlord stops him with a firm grip of his wrist.
only then does he look downwards , expression cold & stiff , unlike his normally vibrant self. for what reason should crocodile desire to see behind the glass ? countless attempts has doflamingo made to be pleasant to the other man , each met with the same disgusted expression as the last. no , sir crocodile does not like him. so why , after all the vitriol & disdain spat his way , does he think he deserves to see what so few have ?
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❛ oh , now you want something of me. ❜ he'd be angry , were it not for the soft tone with which the former warlord now speaks. so fingers slowly uncurl from where they hold , & without so much as another word spoken between them , crocodile takes that as permission to slip the frames from his face.
white lashes flutter shut in the sudden influx of light ― brow pinched as doflamingo is so not used to seeing the world without the colored filter. but slowly , & against his better judgement , do his eyes open. the color of rich mahogany , a reddened brown , the very same as his late twin. though one of them clouded , the pupil permanently affixed open , dilated from that fateful night he hung by his wrists. crocodile gazes up at him , doflamingo looks back. a fear no longer concealed , of what ? vulnerability ? intimacy ? he doesn't say , & you know he never will.
❛ satisfied ? ❜ he says , & it's almost disdainful. not at all the normally smug , confident tone one comes to expect from donquixote. a wound as been reopened ― raw & agonizing. just as soon as they were taken off , the frames are snatched back & returned to their rightful place upon the bridge of his nose. doflamingo says nothing else on the matter , nor does he wait to hear crocodile's reaction. instead he simply brushes past the man to take his leave , retreat away into his room , hide away once more. & though it's impossible to be sure , you swear you saw the glimmer of something ― tears that threaten to fall from his beautiful eyes.
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kcrclrezni · 1 year
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smash or pass! love, vasilissa (bonus points if nikolai gives his thoughts on lara vs vasilissa)
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"Lara? Though she is new to the crew, it's obvious that she has great potential." The captain runs a hand over his face as he thinks. "I see no reason to say no."
Sturmhond translation: Smash
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"I think it behooves Vasilissa to first apologize to me and, well, all of Ravka before I would ever begin to entertain the notion of frolicking."
Nikolai translation: Pass
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mazeppafanart · 1 year
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Sonic is grumpy cuz of my drawing skills :(
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A4
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Link To The Request Post
It's in color! I forgot how weird my fricken laptop makes everything look color wise pfbt.
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mcsaiccfmusesa · 2 years
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@solarsought​ asked: ❛   the dead have it easy.  ❜   (kirby)
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Dustin scrunches up his face, anger flaring through his chest at her words. Even through the ash falling outside, he wonders how she can say that. “You take it back!” He spits. “None of these people, hell, not even I agree with that! If we think like that, everyone we lost doesn’t matter at all!”
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sortasirius · 6 days
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if i know buck i know he's going to do something STUPID at this huge fire
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ineed-to-sleep · 6 months
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Collection of bg3 sketches I've been nibbling at over the month. teehee
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petricorah · 11 months
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I love "i would kill for you" ship dynamics but what about "i would stop killing" ship dynamic??
I would lay down my sword for you. I would change my nature and go against everything i've known. I would resist the easy way out of solving my problems. I would give up the adrenaline of battle to stay by your side and make tea instead. I'm not sure I know who I am without a weapon in my hand because I've had to fight for so long but for you I'm willing to try and figure this out.
It must be hard. To put down your weapon that's protected you for so long. It's allowed you to stay alive it's kept you from getting hurt--physically and mentally. Because you've never had to worry about a real relationship if you think you'll be dead at the next battle. And you feel naked without it and it feels like you're ripping off an extension of yourself. Are you even whole without it? Are you worthy of being loved if you can't prove it by risking your life? And yet they've found someone who's asking them for something much harder than dying in battle on their behalf. They've found someone who wants them to live. And that's much more terrifying.
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curioscurio · 7 months
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I'm rewatching Steven Universe and I will never forgive Fandom for what it did to her
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privateolives · 2 months
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This is just a small moment, but I appreciate that you can tell how much Laios cares about Marcille just by his reaction here.
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After all, they already established that he doesn't give a flying fuck about these topics, and only keeps his own hair trimmed to not look like his dad:
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But the fact that Marcille who loved and cared for her hair both for appearance and magical significance, is so unaffected by the state of it, left him like this
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He didn't even notice the change of appearance until this point, but the realization that she's neglected something that important TO HER has him instantly shocked and upset on her behalf.
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idk it's just a neat little moment of showing how much he cares for his friends, despite the many themes of dislike and alienation from other people that appears in his story.
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bigfatbreak · 2 months
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dad villain au: did emilie just. not consider at all that adrien was literally dying at the time. wow
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she's in the habit of deciding when Adrien's suffering is acceptable, and if it is, she'll just fix it later.
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