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the children YEARN for pricefield..
or just a doomed wlw ship..
Me the first time I read the big confession: Aww, that's so sweet of Nagi!
Me the 2nd time: why is he wasting so much saliva saying all that when a kiss on the lips gets the point across just fine?
"Everything that came after I met you is the biggest treasure of my life"
Save something for your wedding vows.
if brett baty isn’t the starting second baseman this year i will cry. yes he has an unholy ops in spring training but more importantly let the baty/alvarez plotline continue
i only care about Them
Charlos iceberg lore rated by how insane it makes me
Was NOBODY going to warn me about the amount of doomed yaoi in Sonic 3???
"Eimiko is better!!"
"No Yaeyato!!"
WHAT IF I SHIP BOTH?? THEY ARE CUTE ASF
Looking at YOU @neon-virus >:3
Everone always has the Red Crown dislike Narinder or hate Narilamb and yeah it's funny but personally I think it's more funny if the Red Crown actually DID like Narinder. Like yeah, The Lamb is it's favorite. But Narinder is and always was it's second favorite (first before the Lamb came along.)
The Red Crown is the child caught between the divorce. The #1 Narilamb shipper. It wants Narinder and The Lamb to make up so it can hang out with both it's besties again.
To me the Red Crown is out here like:
Guys the Starscream and Skyfire/Jetfire brainworms are getting to me they make me sick like just kiss already dang-
So I just finished season two episode one of Sherlock and here’s my synopsis of my thoughts throughout the episode. “Oh, they’re really gay. Sure you’re not. Aaaand they’re gay again.” “ok she’s obviously straight. Hold up, she’s gay??? so she’s straight again????” “Can someone tell me if they’re gay or not they’re not making it very clear.” “This low key feels like a hate crime with how much they’re denying it.”
(like seriously the whole plot of that episode was basically them gaslighting us into thinking they’re gay, straight and then gay again)
my redesigns for the arlong pirate officers!! (excluding nami)
Shove them together and make them kiss??? Sometimes….
does anyone wanna uuhhhhhh
The shit these two get up to I swear to god. 😭
he didn’t account for the tits of progress
inspired by this post from @jayceofprogress
full on my ao3
George couldn't quite figure out why it was so hard to talk with Lee about this girl. He desperately wanted to share some important news about his love life with his best friend, as they always did. It used to be fun and easy. Just two mates talk about their crushes and tease the hell out of each other. But, for some reason that he couldn't understand yet, now it felt wrong. He felt like a betrayer.
Lee wanted to be a good friend to George. Each time they talked about Gee's new girlfriend, he listened closely, smiled when he was supposed to, and ignored a burning pain in his chest. He desperately wanted to give all his support to the boy he cared about so much, as he always did, but he only managed to fake it. For the reason he knew all too well, everything has changed. He was a betrayer now.
Ah, teenage love. I'm sorry.
Never tried to tell a story through animation before. It's rough and more like a few looped frames than an actual animation, but I'm proud I managed to do something. I was looking at animation for a long time now, but couldn't figure out what I want to show or say. Not like I know now, but at least I made a move.
Hope y'all like it because I'll make a few more.
p.s. If someone wants to write a proper fic, please do! We all need some new Glee content
I'm watching 911 I'm already on the s3 but following what's happening in s8 and ffs if BUDDIE ISNT TOGETGER BY TOMMOROW IM GOING TO GENUINELY CRASH OUT BC WTF IS THIS EDGING I DID NOT ASK FOR THJS JUST GODDAMN KISS ALREADY WHAT DO MEAN HES LIVING AT HIS HOUSE WTF DO U MEAN THEY VC AT ANY GIVEN MOMENT I CANT EVEN CALL MY BESTIE ONCE A MONTH WTF ARE EVEN THIS TWO IDIOTS JUST CLASH LIPS ALREADY
Could of sworn he said "I just really wanna fuck you."
Can't believe I was wrong this whole time. 🤣
"I just…really fucking hate you" Ryeoun as Park Hu-Min Bae Na-Ra as Na Baek-Jin in Weak Hero Class 2 | 약한영웅 Class 2 (2025)
was sitting at my desk, blatantly avoiding homework, when i thought: “what if gabriel and v1 fought with fists instead of guns”
so here you go. not that good imo but i need to get back into writing
Beware the story you are about to read!
Warnings: blood, gore, standard ultrakill stuff.
and barely veiled gayness
Summary: gabriel and v1 fight with fists. v1 uses gabriel as a personal juice packet. gabriel is too unconscious to fight back.
An arm around his throat, his heels scraped against the floor as V1 dragged Gabriel away from the center of the room. Unlike the machine, he had a windpipe that should go unobstructed; his gauntlets clawed uselessly against the metallic arm. Coughs and choked sounds escaped the angel, letting air out but not allowing it back in.
V1’s grip left his neck. He was able to suck in a quick breath. His head was slammed against the wall.
With a loud shout that was more akin to a groan, Gabriel wheels around towards the machine once more, fists clenching before throwing a blow towards the smug bastard’s optic. They dodged to the side, but their movement was too swift; V1 clattered to the floor and Gabriel was on them before they could get up.
Knees pinning V1’s legs and a hand restraining the machine’s by the wrists, his one free arm begins to beat them into a bloody pulp. A dent on the side of their head, a scrape down their chassis — every blow inflicted a new mark.
He punched until his knuckles hurt. V1 struggled. He punched until his arm hurt. V1 writhed. He punched until his lungs screamed for air and his own armor was ragged.
They both breathed, just for a moment. Motes of dust floated through the air. Gabriel’s ruffled feathers shifted somewhat in what little breeze there was.
Gabriel didn’t know his grip had loosened until a fist connected with his jaw, sending both right back into a tussle. Movements were sluggish and uncoordinated on both sides. Mechanics malfunctioned and flesh tired and bruised. Their fighting became wrestling, and that became more so grappling, until both of them were on their knees and still trying to win.
Head falling against Gabriel’s chest, V1 claws at his side. They can feel Gabriel’s nails digging into their shoulders, but that pain is nothing compared to them diving their fingers into a barely-healed gash.
A cry of pain escapes him, no longer muffled by hisses of gospel or mutterings of verses. V1’s fingers force the flesh apart, palm pressing against the widened wound, sucking in the blood Gabriel had to offer. The angel slumped against the machine, trying to push away, but both were too worn out to move or be moved.
Ragged breaths and whirring fans filled the room. It wouldn’t be wrong to say they were still fighting; V1 kept moving from one slash to the next, prying them open and pressing whatever body part was closest into the gore. But there wasn’t exactly resistance on either part. The host had finally succumbed to the parasite, wings drooping until they eventually landed in the puddles of mess on the floor, feathers dirtying surprisingly easy.
Gabriel fell still, save for the faint rise and fall of his chest. V1 let him as they both sank to the floor, tying themself up in his limbs, drinking in the blood.