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THEY HAVE NAMES FOR THE CATS IN FIRE EMBLEM THREE HOUSES!?!? HELL YAY!!!
Mackerel Merzai✨
(from the same poll on Instagram)
dandy's world art dump
you can use these for anything just credit my ass 🔥🔥
astro is SO fun and easy to draw, mostly when his arms are covered LMFAOO. i plan to make more art at some point because i've been in an art mood for the past week. make these mofos woke
I came up with this a year ago.
Just made it
Everyone, let’s pester Adult Swim to get the show back! If enough people give a shit, it could work!
I just saw this on Instagram and I am losing my shit
H̶o̶p̶e̶f̶u̶l̶l̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶y̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶m̶a̶k̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶t̶w̶i̶n̶s̶ ̶w̶i̶f̶e̶ ̶i̶f̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶y̶ ̶b̶r̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶b̶a̶c̶k̶ ̶/silly /j
HOLY SHIT OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!
STOBOTNIK WEEK 2025: Eggs and Rocks again!
Stobotnik Week is back! 🥚💖🗿
Thanks to everyone who answered the submit helped to create this new edition!
I also thank my friend @jazbotnik, who was collaborating with me for the translation and design. And to Juv (Juvxii_ on Twitter) who helped us as a consultant.
This year is different and I hope you like the way it will be developed!
As an additional gift you have this free set of Stobotnik drawings that I used for this year's design! I hope you like it! 💖🍳
Link here:
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/10qYPNj65FtP1m7Cp0ReDAvT7hk2rrFvS
I listened to one of Sebastian Stans playlists while on a run today and I think I just fell in love all over again
Chapters: 17/? Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sokka/Zuko (Avatar), Aang/Katara (Avatar), others to be tagged later - Relationship Characters: Sokka (Avatar), Zuko (Avatar), Aang (Avatar), Katara (Avatar), Toph Beifong, Jet (Avatar), Suki (Avatar), Kyoshi Warriors (Avatar), Iroh (Avatar), Jee (Avatar), Hakoda (Avatar), Bato (Avatar), A bunch of OCs, Long Feng, Joo Dee (Avatar), Azula (Avatar), Mai (Avatar), Ty Lee (Avatar), Ozai (Avatar), General Fong (Avatar) Additional Tags: Violence, Blood and Injury, War, Minor Character Death, Rape/Non-con Elements, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Attempted Sexual Assault, Major Character Injury, Amputation, Implied/Referenced Suicide, possible major character death, themes similar to the first two books, Sexism, Racism (like has already been written in first two books), dark themes, Human Trafficking, Slavery, Just a lot of dark war-like themes, there will be a battle, Torture, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Injury Recovery, Healing, Underage Sex, Underage Drinking, Animal Death, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Warnings each chapter, Hopefully some healing for Zuko finally, no promises, but that’s the goal, Reunions, hopefully a happy ending, Sokka gets some healing too, Non-Consensual Drug Use Series: Part 3 of Leaving It All Behind Summary:
-This is the last book of the series LIAB, please go read the other two books before this, or you will be very confused-
Zuko has been taken by the Earth Kingdom army to who-knows-where, and Sokka is determined to get him back.
But he can’t do it alone.
With Suki and the Kyoshi Warriors by his side, Sokka is headed to Ba Sing Se to find Katara and Aang so they can go rescue his fire bender.
Things aren’t as easy as he had hoped. Corruption, lies, and unknown horrors await them inside the city’s walls. None of this is helping Sokka’s mental well-being.
Hakoda and his men face a problem of their own as Azula approaches with the intentions of making it rain fire.
Sokka and Zuko will both find themselves having to reintegrate back into a life they thought they left behind, with people they hardly remember. It isn’t easy for anyone, especially when they don’t recognize the person standing in front of them.
I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand — How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep — while I weep! O God! Can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream? - Edgar Allan Poe (Season 2 launches January 30th, at 9pm EST. Hope to see you there!)
Oh no i must do it
(slides u a jon) got time for a draw this in your style?
use #stageturnDTIYS to participate :D
HAVE FUN!!!!! (closeups under the cut :3)
and here's the actual doodle of s1 Jon
Hear me out, tragic boy autumn. That’s it that’s the idea. I’ll be reading the Picture of Dorian Gray and crying to cello music, and making mildly concerning artwork or smthin idek 🌚🤷
YOUR FRONT ROW LOCK OUT EVERYONE
Can't Get My Mind Off Of You
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Pairing: Carlos Alcaraz x gn!reader
Warnings: Identity crisis, Carlos being a pining idiot but what's new? Y/A means your initial
Notes: This is for the nichest audience ever (less so because its gn ig). But as long as it makes someone happy (I'm looking at you @alcqraz )... And please give feedback on this because I'm very conscious that there are probably so many errors...
Summary: Carlos is smitten with you. He looks for you in every room, his thoughts are plagued by you. But he just can't seem to get a word out when he's around you...
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Your words wrap around him like a warm embrace. His native language rolling off of your tongue like it was made for you. The plosives formed just for your lips to take advantage of the air. The same air that Carlos swears down he is so lucky to breathe, the same as you. He watches as your arms flex. To most it looks likes he's watching you, seeing if the rising star makes any mistakes. Carlos' eyes scan your form as if looking for cracks in your form. But Carlos knows deep down that he's trying to map your figure. Paint a picture of the way your muscles ripple as you take another serve. He lets out a deep exhale. You're just such a good sportsman. That's what's luring him in...right?
He tries his hardest not to look at your competitor, fairly certain that his gaze would actualy burn holes into him. Carlos isn't quite sure if he's jealous that the man across the court is playing against you, as opposed to Carlos being on the other end of your hard (yet attractive) stare or that he's trying to beat you. Either way, the man on the other side of the net to you is underlying of your time or attention Carlos thinks.
Carlos watches as you finally turn towards him once again, face flushed. He tries to not let his minds slip to when else you'd be covered with the same sheen of sweat... He shakes his head. What has gotten into him recently? So lost in his own thoughts, Carlos fails to notice that you're back to practising but is broken from his thoughts by the sound of your grunts. The same sound that the Spaniard can't seem to get his mind off of recently...
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Carlos stares at his phone, scrolling mindlessly on Instagram. There isn't much substance to the social media but anything is better than being left alone in a quiet lift with his own thoughts; especially with how wild they've been raoming especially when it comes to matters of a certain Y/H/C tennis player. The subtle pat of trainers on the floor makes him glance up. Only to be met with the sight of your eyes. Carlos feels the breath become knocked out if him as you give him a small smile. You nod and turn away from him, leading Carlos to just stare at the back of your head.
And gosh, he didn't know lifts were so warm... Ah who's he kidding Carlos knows that the only reason his heart rate feels like it's beating out a samba is because of the close proximity of the two of you. He could just reach out and feel your- Carlos shakes his head as he feels his fingers twitch. Gosh what a perv-
He should should talk to you, like a normal, sane human being. He takes a deep breath in and looks up, only to be met with the sight of your retreating figure walking out of the lift doors. Damn-
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Gosh Carlos must be dreaming. Well not again. He cursed himself this morning when he was ripped away from the domestic image of the two of you this morning. The dream of the both of you wrapped up in warm embarces, chaste kisses and silk sheets runied by the sound of his alarm. But now, as he arrives to the tennis courts early, the Spaniard is sure that you two are a match made in heaven.
Even some of the most dedicated and successful tennis players Carlos has met throughout his career have given him strange looks when he mentioned waking up especially early on the daily to practice early. Something about "A goodnight sleep is really your best frie-" well Carlos didn't pay that much attention to what they were saying in all honesty.
But now, as he watches you bend down and collect the balls that you've clearly been hitting at the wall for the past few minutes, he's sure that you must be his soulmate. He doesn't even focus too much on the vision of you near folding in half as you pick up yet another tennis ball! But at least he can save the image for a rainy day (that knowing him would come sooner rather than later).
Suddenly, you turn around and your eyes meet Carlos'. You freeze for a moment and tilt your head, smile dancing across your lips. You furrow your brows for a moment but just walk towards the bench where your bag lies. You place the tennis balls down haphazardly on the bench and rummage around in your bag.
Carlos' gaze remains fixed on your figure. Gosh you make even the most mundane of things look attractive. And as you take a swig of your water bottle. Carlos, oddly enough has never wanted to be a droplet of water more. As he watches it run around the curve if your lips and drip down past your chin. He'd give anything if he could just be that small bit of water as it drops just above the neckline of your shirt. Carlos has to look away in embarrassment as his cheeks heat, looking at the mixture of your sweat and water glistening on the skin, peeking out of your shirt.
He doesn't notice you put the bottle down but he sure does notice you lift the bottom of your shirt to wipe the sweat from your brow. Carlos feels his mouth drop as his eyes scan across your muscles. Gosh he never knew why people were so wierd when admiring the human form... but now? Looking at you? He gets it. He understands every sonnet, every love song, every dedication in every book and every tear shed over the concept of loving a person so dearly.
Love. Carlos not long ago would have laughed at the word but now? He's sure that just looking at you brings meaning to the word. You meet his eyes and as is common practise these days, his gaze falls to your lips. You smirk and Carlos feels the breath get caught in his throat once more as you go to open your mouth, clearly with something to say.
"Y/L/N." Your eyes widen and if Carlos wasn't mistaken you almost looked sorry? Maybe it was just his imagination. He turns to looks at the intruder of your moment (that if it wa sup to Carlos would be a confession of love and a marriage proposal) and as the two of you greet in a small handshake, Carlos finds it the perfect opportunity to sneak away. Besides, he wasn't ready to speak to you. He'd probably have frozen up and looked like a fool again.
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As Carlos sits in the seats, waiting for one of the courts uou lean forward on the railings. Carlos looks up from his phone and is startled by the newcomer in such close proximity to him. All is forgiven however, when he realises its just you.
You smirk and look him up and down. "You're cute Alcaraz but gosh are you slow." He tilts his head and his eyes glisten with confusion. You hold back a giggle at him and his puppy look all but proving your point. You shake your head and give him a pat on the shoulder as you both hear a distant call of your name. You look behind your shoulder and then back into Carlos' eyes, carefree smile painted on your face that Carlos doesn't think he'll ever shake from his memory.
"Call me." You wink and skip of behind him. Carlos goes to call out after you but you're already too far away. "But you didnt-" He shakes his head. Once again, he'll have to wait until next time. But now, for once in his life, Carlos knows he feels a new sense of determination.
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The Spaniard walks up to his car and freezes. Carlos pats his back pockets for his car keys. He reaches into one of his jacket pocket only to pull out a pack of gum and a few notes. Carlos huffs as he tries the other one. However, his fingers instead feel an unfamiliar paper sensation. He grabs at the foreign object and unfolds the note.
-Call me, Alcaraz ;)
xxx-xxx-xxx-xx
-Y/A
And gosh, Carlos knows he made a vow to himself to tray and act less hopeless. But even the just the sight of your handwriting makes his heart flutter. He fumbles to reach into his back pocket to find his phone and save your number to his phone. And lets just say that there were many questions when Carlos arrived a out half an hour later, chattering teeth, complaining about the cold but still, somehow with his signature grin.
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Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed!
As always, likes, reblogs and especially feedback is always welcome!
Taglist: @nikfigueiredo @mysoulispainted @leclercings @d3kstar @hiireadstuff @a-beaverhausen @nichmeddar @lozzamez3 @stinkyjax @marymustdie @littlesatanicassholebitch @mehrmonga @insanedeathwish @ems-alexandra @a-disturbing-self-reflection @cherry-piee @thatgirlmj
And special tags for: @yungbludz ofc and @alcqraz who inspired me two write with less of a female reader in mind (and sorry it's not male per se)
Hell yeah finally get to play this
(After it updates)
No, because William better pull off a “No, I am your father.” To Michael
Like, they got Jackie Chan as Splinter?!
And…