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kr33perklown · 1 month
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twitter gave a hermit, i gave a helsmit
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ricopop · 3 months
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goodnight, oscillo @cephalonheadquarters @superbellsubways
doodles under cut (cw for blood maybee idk)
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Last image is tubby custard btw. dont translaye the binary i couldnt fit the whole text into the. Canvas 🙁
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sshtonedseagoat · 8 months
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Id let u ride my face
Uhm
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iloveslipknot666 · 9 months
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dasloddl · 10 months
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thewitintwit · 8 months
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You're gonna tell me I've got a flicker of a feeling for the devil who's playing the manipulation game the entire time you know him. This is going great for me.
I mean that sincerely, he's incredibly charming. it's also impossible to go through the Raphael tags because 9 posts out of 10 are dragging him for being canonically awful in bed. This is not a joke and a mild exaggeration at worst.
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feniksido · 5 months
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"We are brilliant." "..."
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sadmages · 6 months
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Finally found a bit for my Durge
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sneckoil · 3 days
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playing house. when house isn't around. (as overburdened friends do)
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abyssalzones · 1 month
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who killed stanford pines?
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sttoru · 8 months
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⟣ tags. gojo satoru x reader. angst. major character death. jjk 236. no comfort because i like to hurt myself mentally. mentions of death and blood. megumi mention.
⟣ note. nothing just tears and agony. no i actually cried making this, couldn’t proofread through my tears.
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the sky was pretty. pretty as it always has been. maybe even prettier now that satoru’s realised how free he is.
looking up at the limitless sky, the overflow of blue, the crispness of the air — a needed moment of peace.
the ground was harsh. a contrast to the sky. as was the silence around him; the only sounds being his shallow breathing and the debris crumbling in the area.
the warmth radiating from his body was still there. faintly, but there. he wondered if you were there with him. he couldn’t tell — his senses were dulled. his icy lashes covering most of his vision, his sky-like eyes only seeing what’s above.
maybe you were with him. not physically, but mentally. you’ve been looking at him. . . at least, that’s what satoru hopes. he hopes that you’ve seen him fight. he hopes that you found him cool. perhaps even handsome with that blood on his face. you always told him he was pretty no matter what — satoru hopes you still do even in this state of his.
satoru hopes you don’t find him to be weak. he hopes you saw everything; how he fought until the end. how he fulfilled his duty as the strongest.
satoru hopes you don’t hate him for this. it’s the last thing he wants; for his loved one to despise him whilst he’s on his way up that staircase, leading him to the friends he’s lost. he’s leaving you behind—that much was true—but, if he had a choice, he wouldn’t go.
satoru hopes you know he has no say over his fate. if he could fight death itself, he would do it twice; one time for you, the other for himself. that way you could be together forever.
with his students; the little boy he has to yet tell the truth to. megumi.
satoru blinks once. that action by itself taking a toll on his body. everything was numb, yet everything hurt.
he wishes you were there for him. maybe hold him one last time in your embrace whilst his soul departs. he doesn’t like it—feeling the warmth in his own body slowly dissappear. he wishes you were hugging him now, so that at least he could leave this world in warmth — your warmth. your comfort.
not this cold air. the cold breeze. the cold fate. the cold death.
a voice interrupts his dying thoughts of you. a voice satoru knows. it was muffled. his eyes glance at the source; megumi. in his dying moments, he doesn’t see him as sukuna anymore. even if there wasn’t a glance of megumi in that body towering over his.
it was still his little boy. the boy he watched grow up — the boy he fed and clothed. the boy he had tons of memories with. the boy you and him had trained to be such a powerful sorcerer.
satoru smiles. not at whatever sukuna had said. but because even in his last moments, he’s proud. proud of all of his accomplishments. he’s been a good friend to his classmates, he’s been a good mentor to his students and he’s been a good lover to you. that’s all that matters now.
regrets are in the past.
satoru hopes you will remember him. he hopes that everyone will remember him for who he was. not only as the strongest or the honoured on — no, as his own person excluding all his abilities and powers.
those mean nothing now that he’s taking his last breath. all which holds value are the memories he’s made along the many years he spent together with everyone.
those are all that matter now. and those are all that will be left of him.
the last thing he imagined was you. talking to him.
his heartbeat slowed to a stop, the last gasp of breath left his lungs, the vision of the endless sky being enveloped by a darkness he’s afraid of;
though, his fears were thrown away by his own brain, which worked hard at its last moments — to create a voice that sounded like yours — to soothe himself before meeting his end;
you did well, satoru. it’s time to rest.
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coldcutfruit · 6 months
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Day 3: Between Two Lungs
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so unserious for this
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sidhion · 13 days
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surprisee visit at werk!!!! :333
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sopping-wet-cat · 2 months
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its been a hot second since ive drawn anything ,, erm take this doodle i never posted here
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zodoods · 9 months
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you had to kill me but it killed you just the same - my tears ricochet (taylor swift)
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collarful-clover · 1 month
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Like this post to instantly explode him
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