We all know why Mallow's "HP Rain" is rain, right? Yeah? Ok, just making sure.
Inspired heavily by @nintendonut1 's hilarious drawing of our favorite glass cannon in his normal state, i.e. "about to be on his face". Decided to draw the first panel too so I could use it as my daily Geno on Twitter.
Drew this on my phone in Ibis Paint in bed, because I've been at 1 HP myself for the past few days, but can't stop won't stop. Having more limitations in my art program was kind of grounding. Even if it's not as pretty, as someone who overthinks my art methods constantly, it's probably good for me.
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I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.
Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:
Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao
this is so stupid :D
Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.
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Since book 7 part 5 (the part where we meet Meleanor/Maleanor 👀) is coming to EN this month, i would love to see your take on lilia’s proposal to meleanor! i mean they were like little kids right? it couldn’t have been that serious…i think the only reason she even brought it up again is because she could tell lilia still genuinely loved her…(even if he didn’t realize it himself?) but, oh well! Let’s think about silly childhood shenanigans to numb the pain! ^_^ (orz)
oh shit?! get ready for a doozy guys, it's comiiiiiing ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
I chickened out of posting the whole thing (look, I get VERY carried away when it comes to these wacky kids and their Tragedy), but I do believe that it probably ended with Lilia getting embarrassed and just shoving the first thing he sees into his mouth to try and cover for it.
(we're just lucky it wasn't a frog this time)
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What does Marinette think of all these changelings and people touched by them?
in honesty, she hasn't really known a life without really weird stuff happening in the background. Nothing that's enough to get on the news, but enough for hearsay and local rumors at the counter. It didn't used to be this magical, though...
as though over a decade ago, someone opened a door,
and never closed it.
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I love libraries.
I'm browsing the WWI shelves (as you do) and notice a very old book about the war. I glance at the first pages that talk about how one day the war will be over and we'll look at this place and not see any signs of the battlefield.
Then it hits me. And I check the publishing date.
This book was printed before the war's end. Not written. Printed. The physical object was created in 1918, while the war in question was raging and the end was as yet uncertain.
Now I'm standing on the other side of the apocalypse, with this physical link to that era in my hands. I'm living proof that the war did end and life did go on and we can all look at the end of the world as a long-ago memory.
Reading old books is cool enough, connecting our minds and hearts through the ideas of people who lived long ago, but there's something extra profound about holding a copy of the book that comes from the time that it was written. It's a physical link between the past and the present connecting me to those long-ago people. A piece of the past come into the future that gives me the chance to almost take the hand of some long-ago reader, to hold something they could have held, connecting not just mentally but physically to their era, a moment of connection across more than a century.
Excuse me while I go weep.
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you ask yuuta if he wants a bite of your food and when he says yes you offer your plate to him, but he’s just sat there looking at you with his dumb big bambi boy eyes and his mouth slightly open and he will not look away or blink or close his mouth until you lift your fork to his lips to feed him and then he grins like shit’s sweet and hums about how good the food is like nothing happened like he’s not ridiculously attractive. gonna chew on steel
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Kevin is my lil wildcard. He's aroace. He's gay and in love with Aaron. He's gay and in love with Andrew. He's gay and in love with Neil. He's gay and in love with Jean. He's gay and in love with Jeremy. He's gay and in love with Andrew and Neil. He's gay and in love with Jean and Jeremy. He’s straight and in love with Allison. He's bi and in love with any of the above. He's bi and aro but it takes him a long time to realize it because he's with Thea and they seem to feel the same way about each other so clearly that is what being in love feels like. He’s only into casual sex. He’s incapable of being casual about sex. He's genderqueer. He's cis but likes being called princess. He’s straight but has such intense relationships with men (Andrew, Neil, Jean, Riko) that he spends years questioning his sexuality. He's ace and biromantic. He’s queer but his head hurts if he tries to figure out exactly what that means. He’s a shapeshifter that changes depending on my mood, but every version of him makes complete sense to me.
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Prompt 81
Danny blinked at the small children Ellie was holding the hand of, looking quite proud of herself. The small children- between ten and twelve so somewhere similar to Ellie’s age- who both practically stank of magic and Gods.
He took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose even as Dan cackled while opening the door more to let them inside. “Alright, what’s your name, kids?”
“B-billy…um, Billy Batson...”
“‘m Percy! Percy Jackson.”
“Nice to meet you two- any idea where in your family you have a god or two, because one of you definitely smells like Zeus and I’m pretty sure Poseidon and I am not dealing with either of my half-brothers.”
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