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lvrhughes · 1 year
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what if I just 😃🔫
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH i hate booktok
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pebblethief · 20 days
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This is Irk, a baby tortle bard off on his first adventure!
He's very excited and optimistic and he inspires people by drawing them little pictures
his plushie is called Gim
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epickiya722 · 2 months
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YUJI FANS, HOW ARE WE FEELING?!
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wishingformoredogs · 4 months
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Tired of “oh Percy would be a marine biologist” “oh Percy would be a teacher” that man is a stay at home dad. And I mean that.
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wasabi-gumdrop · 5 months
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Kabru has a secret admirer in the castle!
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pangur-and-grim · 3 months
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Pangur scratched the baby (shallow, not serious) and at this point I'm all for it. he's too rambunctious about pouncing on her to play. 100% against corporal punishment for humans, but amongst cats..... well, young man, perhaps you should experience the consequences of your actions >:( you've been alive for a few months now, grow up. get a job.
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sableeira · 8 months
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And Dazai is like: omg how did he figure it out?!?!?!?
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DBD soulmate AU where sum ppl have not one, but TWO soulmates (one platonic, one romantic), Edwin and Charles assume they’re each others platonic soulmate, then Charles meets Crystal and they assume they’re romantic soulmates, but THEN Edwin meets Niko and she doesn’t like boys like that and Edwin doesn’t like girls like that (apparently???) And oh. OH-
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midydoof · 4 months
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@the-obnoxious-sibling wrote me such a wonderful fanfic for the OPexchange back in April and I've been dying to illustrate one of my favourite scenes from it ever since.
Again, a thousand thanks for the fic buddy, it brightens my day just to think back on it ヽ(・∀・)ノ
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starjunkyard · 4 months
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Obsessed with the degrees to which james wilson is a messy bitch. Primps and preens himself whenever he realises his boy best friend is stalking / sabotaging / psychological-warfare-ing him. Slept with his terminal patient. Immedicable people pleaser. Chronic adulterer. Three ex wives. PROPOSED TO HIS GIRLFRIEND AT SOMEONE ELSE'S WEDDING? Fuck you doin in the oncology wing my boy. Psychiatric ward is on the left corner
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sharkorganz · 2 months
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The text Vers is ugly but I'm too lazy to fix it atm lol!! Harry I love U. This is probs low quality whoops
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dceasesd · 4 months
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ENOUGH ABOUT BATMAN 148 ‼️‼️ LETS GET HYPE FOR THE BOY WONDER ISSUE #2 ‼️‼️
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artofalassa · 7 months
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This chocobo looks familiar.... Right...?
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st0rm3tv · 5 months
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JASON TODD didn't want a dog. He lived in an apartment with you, with one bedroom, a tiny kitchen and a living room that looked like the furniture decorated in it would fall apart at any moment.
But one day, he comes home to you, sleeping in your bed with a little bull mastiff puppy on his side of the bed. He stares at the dog for a few moments, before going to take off his Red Hood outfit, as though that would make the situation disappear. When he comes back, the dog was still there. Of course.
Gently, Jason shakes you awake, giving you a pointed look. "Got anything you want to share with me, babe?" He asks, eyes trailing down to the dog, still asleep on the bed. A sheepish smile crosses your face. "I can explain?" You say, though it comes out more like a question. "I was volunteering at the animal shelter and found him. He didn't like being with the other dogs in cage but they didn't have enough space to isolate him." "So you thought the best plan was to bring home a dog that can grow to be 150 pounds?" I scoffs lightly. "No, no! I'm fostering him. Just for a little bit," You say quickly. "I thought since he's still a puppy he would be adopted quickly, right? So we won't have to make space for when he gets that big." Jason lets out a soft sigh and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before speaking again. "You're too good," He murmurs softly. You smile up at him and return the kiss onto his cheek. After a few moments, Jason clears his throat and looks down at the puppy, still sprawled out onto his side of the bed. "So where am I going to sleep?" ... JASON TODD sucks at being a foster. He's terrible, horrible, even. If you were to look up 'How to not foster a dog', they would just show his face. It wasn't that he neglected the dog. He could never. He took him out on runs, fed him good food, washed him, played with him. Everything a dog owner could do. No, the reason Jason was so bad was because his first ever foster dog turned out to be a foster failure. Every time someone came by interested in adopting the puppy, Jason would be in your ear, whispering to you that it didn't seem like they knew what they were doing, or that the puppy wouldn't like living with them. Every. Single. Time.
It wasn't till the three month mark of fostering the pup, having moved to a more spacious apartment, that Jason popped the question.
"You know," He starts suddenly while the two of you were on the couch, eating Chinese take out with the dog resting on the floor nearby. "No one here seems to be right for Buster." Buster, his name for the dog. He's used it so much he actually started responding to it. "There's someone, I'm sure," You counter, taking a bite of your food. "I know there is," Jason counters. Just as you open your mouth to tell him that makes no sense, he cuts you off. "Us. We're right for Buster." "Think," He says, reaching out to grip your hand. "For three months, we've had him, we've moved with him. He has his spot in the bed, we've worked him into our schedule. He's happy. Why ruin that?" "So you want to adopt him?" You ask, making sure you understood just exactly what he was saying. It felt too good to be true. "Yeah, I do," He says with a small smile. As soon as he finishes speaking you practically lung at him, tackling him into a hug while whispering small 'thank you's. The action makes Buster jump up and want to join in on whatever is going on, leaping onto the couch and sniffing at the two of you, his massive head bumping you both. In that moment, Jason knew he made the right choice. This felt right. It felt good. It felt like home. You, him, and your giant dog.
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xobloodletter · 3 months
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my son is 2 grams and he graduated magna cum laude from the university of torture and murder
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parisoonic · 5 months
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i am not immune to a meme
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