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leefyberrybread · 9 months
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uh oh....
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ricky-mortis · 12 days
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I have a lot of thoughts about Tinky fucking Ted up- have some doodles about it
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 7 months
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Having the Pool Dream again, handsome?
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sigsams · 25 days
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does this song fit him??? i dont know its 3 am dont ask me
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nightmare belongs to jokublog
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what-a-fella · 7 months
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i wonder how many souls in Tinky's box are just straight up Ted. like different versions of Ted. how many Ted's are in there? just rattling around.
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pure-oddity · 9 months
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Fast foodies know the deal
Ghost x reader
(not proof read, this is just fluff straight from the source
Warnings: none, ovulation mention maybe? Its brought up a single time.)
The craving hits around 3 in the morning, it's ovulation week so the idea of not getting chicken nuggets from the drive through makes you want to cry.
You turn towards the sleeping lug beside you. He's on his back, breaths deep and even. Still as a grave but at your movement he takes the arm you had been using as a pillow to drag you further into his side.
Your Simon, took you forever just to get the man to admit he did more than tolerate you. even longer to admit he cared for you. It took you almost using his toothbrush to realize that the man might actually (gasp) like you. That one you didn't push, figured he'd come to terms with it on his own.
As you look at how peaceful he seems you try to fight the urge, you really do, but as you prop yourself up on your elbows and move closer to Simon's ear you resign to begging his forgiveness later.
"Simon, my baby? You sleeping?"
You wouldn't have known he was a awake had it not been for the lone eye opening to check on you
"Was, love. I was. Whats wrong, bad dream? Y' Can turn on the telly to that duck cartoon or the robots - won't bother me none." He rubs a comforting hand up and down your back, he's being so sweet you really do start to feel bad.
"I want chicken nuggets."
Silence.
Both eyes are open now.
The silence continues.
You smile sheepishly.
Wordlessly simon extracts his arm and turns so his back is to you.
"Nnooooooo! Simon pleeeaase. Pretty please? I want chicken nuggets so bad!"
"Go ahead. keys are on the rack, tanks full."
"Nooo you have to take me! come on baby please, for me?"
"My love. Sunshine. Light of my life. If you're hungry i made a perfecly good roast last night. Heat that up and let a man rest."
"I dont want a perfectly good roast! I want chicken nuggets. And a burger. And fries - oh maybe a shake?" You lean over him, hair purposely hung over into his face. He turns quickly and you're nose to nose
"So youre gonna have me get up at 3 fucking a.m. to get you a greasey, artey clogging, cholesterol raising gastrointestinal disaster of a meal - when we have a perfectly good home made dinner in the fridge."
"....please?"
Silence.
A deep suffering sigh.
An ecstatic squee
"Just get your fuckin shoes on"
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You lean back over into the passenger seat, simon grumpy faced as you insisted that you should be the one to order.
You pat your thighs in glee as he pulls up to the window, gives you a dirty look , and hands the cashier his card.
The second window delivers your meal and drink quickly, you dig in like a starved animal. You're mid chew when he gives a grunt. A snooty sounding eh hem.
You grin and giggle, slowly airplaning him a nugget.
"Give me the chicken or i'll take the whole box"
You squeak and shove it to his lips quickly. His jaws snap around the nugget and it's gone within a single bite - you retract your fingers, still intact but wet with spit.
You give an 'eeeech' and look for somewhere to wipe your hand.
"Any of this ends up in or on my interior and it'll be your arse."
You roll your eyes and reach in the bag for a napkin, knocking the fries over in the process.
Silence.
The car drifts slowly to the left and is parked along the side of the road.
Not a word spoken.
You try to shove as many back into the carton as possible.
He stares at you.
You smile sweetly at him before leaning over the center console and kissing him. You meet his lips, they're stretched into a dangerous grin.
"Love" kiss "did you" kiss "spill salt" kiss "in my truck?"
You might not know a lot, but you know that voice means you're in trouble, which means it's distraction time.
You continue your sweet onslaught of kisses.
"Thank you for taking me baby, I love you so much. ", another smooch
is delivered.
"Youre my person, my favorite guy, love of my life."
He bites at your lip and you barely manage to slip it from his teeth
"Wanna spend the rest of my life with you, grow old with you"
He grips the back of your head and maneuvers your ear to his mouth, in a deep rumble he asks
"Are there fries on my floor, love?"
The dangerous smile still present.
"No of course not baby! i cleaned those up."
"So my truck is fry free?"
"Well - no didn't say that. there's a, a few under the seat"
He's grappling you into his lap now, the man looks a hint deranged.
"And why, my love, are you telling me about them instead getting them?"
he presses.
"'Cause I - hehe - I can't reach!" You giggle out as his hands slink towards your sides.
He pokes and prods at you, growling not unlike a bear while you squeal and squeak out little laughs.
"Gets a man up at ass o'clock-"
"Oh please, you get up early anyway!"
"makes him drive to get congealed grease-"
"you had a nugget too!"
"Then trashes his truck."
"Oh please it's like a handful of fries, I'll get them, i'll get them!"
He frees you with a huff and you dive back over to your side of the car. You pop open your door and hop outside to get a better angle at the underside of the seat. He gets impatient as you fish around for the last few fries, giving a little hurrah as the last one is snatched.
Clambering back into the truck you grin at him, happy as can be. He hums a short laugh, and you're off to home again.
He makes a beeline for the bedroom and you trot over to the counter to finish your meal, most of it having been shared and eaten in the truck. You sit back a moment to enjoy the feeling of fullness when you see Simon emerge again.
"Bed. Now. Kept me up long enough" he's already on you before you can think of a reply, slung over his shoulder. He makes quick work of getting you both situated in your proper spots.
You're snuggled into his side for the night, full and content. He breathes in deep and exhales slowly. you draw nonsensical patterns on his bare chest, playing with the hair there. As sleep overtakes you, your palm flattens over the spot where his heart resides; and you feel him relax just a smidgen more.
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lucasoliko · 8 months
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What if uhh what if??? What??? Werewolf john??? Okay
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blushouyo · 3 months
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cops and robbers
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cerealbishh · 16 days
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"We get to, this season, explore their chemistry and their real love and their intimacy. So we get to have a glimpse into that world that just feels so pure and beautiful and romantic! And then, sort of navigating those other circumstances once they're out in the world, dealing with real... challenges." - Isa in an interview with The Knockturnal(x)
#outer range s2#outer range s2 spoilers#maria olivares#rhett abbott#isabel arraiza#lewis pullman#rhett x maria#i know the last gif is blurry but trust me she was holding his arm and i just thought that was adorable#i might add a lew quote if he ever gets asked about outer range s2 in an interview smh(i'm begging someone to ask him more about it!)...#she is always going to pull him in for a kiss like how she pulled him in for a small peck in s1#the biggest fucking grin on her face whenever they kiss#i feel like i could hear an ''i love you'' sometimes with how they just look at each other? crazy#her smile and him smiling back at her before the forehead kiss is EVERYTHING to me#also her little smile as he kisses the side of her head like she knows he's doing his best and doesn't really blame him for anything? uGH#there was an article that said that maria and rhett may screw royal over? i say they should go for it!#truly if it gives isa and lew more screen time i'm all for it!#i say all this but i still want a spin-off of them just on a roadtrip#i am convinced that he kisses her just because he thinks she's being really cute#they're so annoying... y'all haven't even been dating that long and you're acting like this!! smh /j#i kinda had a feeling that was maria in the trailer doing something to rhett in the trailer(iykyk) and my heart still fell into my stomach#i'm not including any dream/nightmare sequences because as far as we know they can't see the future... right?#do i sound stupid and biased? maybe... please don't judge me#she's hungry but her heart aches to stay... will the flesh have its way in s3? will she be ... ''already gone'' a la eurydice in hadestown?#tw: food?#will forever be sad they didn't get a dance :(
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vse-kar-vem · 7 months
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together in every universe. or something
#bojan cvjetićanin#kris guštin#joker out#im neglecting schoolwork to draw this but that seems like the norm at this point#hoping if i get it all out of my system now i'll be normal during exam szn (in like. a week 😨)#<<sorry if i keep talking about school btw (semi age reveal ahead) gcses are fucking killing me uuaghhgshhahhhaj#i actually quite like this since i started drawing on a whim this afternoon and its only ten now#i dont even mind the lineart (DONT LOOK AT BOJANS HAND OR ILL JUMP OUT A WINDOW)#only a one storey one tho 💗💗💗 can't die without seeing bokris irl <<pipe dream as im too embarrassed to go to a concert#NO because bumping into jo in london would be my worst fucking nightmare 😭😭😭#what do i even fucking say 'hey are you jan from jo--' NO id combust on the spot#and what if im bothering them uknow 😭😭 idk but i used to live in an asian city where none of my idols from the west would ever visit#(except safiya love you safiya) so keeping the real life person and fictiinalized versions apart in my brain and/or at arms length was easy#but now that i live in the uk and the chances of seeing them irl are non-zero? and presented with the chance to#actively seek them out and you know go to a concert#im just too scared and awkward to do it#maybe i'll bully my friend into going with me#i feel safer revealing age more in the fucking depths of these tags but another thing that makes me feel awkward about going is age#like ik lots of jo fans are younger than me and there's no shame at all in bringing your parents i just feel so embarrassed?? to???#like i'd rather go with my friends#but that would require at least us riding the train alone and i am a small east asian girl who never looks up from the floor ever#sooooo#not happening any time soon#maybe next yr?? but probably not#unless i suddenly get a lot more independant and cool#i doubt anyone's read this much of my tags but if you have 😭😭 hope you like the art i guess#at the time of me writing i want to draw more but i'll see#(you will know since it will have been posted)#a tag previously used to say 'queueing to post at school' this is false as i am now in fact nauseous at home#my art
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whaliiwatching · 1 year
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cozy color..
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"... 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴.
𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭, 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘤, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 '𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭' 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵.
𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩, 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘺𝘱𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘶𝘴𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.
𝘞𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘞𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵."
– Jonathan Price, head researcher of the "Ghost" project
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7roaches · 6 months
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i think they would b friends
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chthonicillness · 17 days
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can i be real with u all. i shouldnt ever have to fucking drive again and every single person on earth should just understand and be cool about it for once in their lives
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enden-k · 11 months
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drawing some interdarshan championship stuff for funsies (not that i miss the event or anything abckjsab) and i cant stop thinking about the way haitham asked kaveh to thank him one more time to make it three bc you could just hear the smile in his voice. stupid mf
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this particular line grrrrrrgrggr
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texeoghea · 11 months
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i keep thinking abt akechis unaddressed undiagnosed osdd swag
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