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❛ sometimes it physically pains me to hold back my sarcastic comments ❜ @tomagogo

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abuelita teasing elena about her new crush (◕ᴗ◕✿)

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buttercup's party look

#civanbday #☢ ‒ wardrobe.

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buttercup's sweetheart ball look

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It had taken more asking for help than she would like to admit, and having Badger basically pull her to exactly the right spot. And then asking someone to turn her right behind them so Toph could be facing the right way and then she shoulder checked them. “Oh, ha, Buttercup, what a surprise to run into you like this,” she said, praying nobody played a prank on her and this was actually who she was looking for. Based on what she could see with her feet, the shoes seemed like something they would wear. “So a love festival, huh. That’s kinda lame, right?” She chuckled, shifting a bit. It was weird to feel awkward, usually she didn’t. But this was weird and Toph hated feeling as weird as she did and she just felt like feelings were stupid but she couldn’t help this.

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developing feelings for one of the best friend's they'd made on the island since arriving was weird for b but, that'd been their reality when it came to toph. they always struggled finding someone who related to them and meeting toph changed all of that. they found someone they wanted to fight with as opposed to fight against. that was pretty fucking significant for them. seeing her made them actually look forward to leaving their dorm room every day. b knew it was fucking square but they couldn't exactly help it. toph was the only reason buttercup even bothered coming to the love festival. shit like this was for losers and valentine's day was bullshit but the idea of making fun of lameasses who celebrated such a holiday ironically made their heart warm, not that they'd ever admit that. turning to face her, b's night immediately got better. " toph! hey.. hi! " trying not to sound too enthusiastic to see her but failing. " god, so fucking lame " they say with a chuckle, " good thing you can't see all the losers who really believe in this crap. " they lightly tease. buttercup pauses, rocking on the balls of her feet for a moment. " I'm really glad you're here though. " they admit a bit quietly with a ghost of a smile on their features.

#wow how soft #☢ ‒ threads.#☢ ‒ toph.

TASK 001: THE MUSIC IN ME

SIDE A: a playlist of songs you feel your muse would listen to.

cute without the "e" ( cut from the team ) // taking back sunday ● mount everest // labrinth ● let's kill tonight // panic at the disco ● malamente // rosalia ● bury your friend // billie eilish ● intro // the xx ● punkb*tch // 3oh!3

SIDE B: a playlist of songs that describe or fit your muse (songs that fit their overall character, their relationships with certain other muses, their past, or whatever part of their life you’d like).

i'm not okay ( i promise ) // my chemical romance ● american idiot // green day ● ignorance // paramore ● i won't back down // johnny cash ● nightmare // halsey ● fell in love with a girl // the white stripes ● my blood // twenty one pilots

#citask1 #☢ ‒ playlist.

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[ UNSENT: bubbles ] i don’t say this shit a lot but i love you or whatever..

[ UNSENT: bubbles ] thx for not giving up on me like blossom did.

[ UNSENT: bubbles ] you’re too good for this world.

#softestpowerpuff

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“god no,” he was quick to answer, forcing himself not to take a step backwards at just the thought of going in for training on his off day. taking a deep breath, dipper mentally reminded himself how important this was before nodding his head firmly once in determination. “i’m actually here for something else. i need your help…” he trailed off for a moment, trying to decide the best way to word his request. “i want to be tougher. like.. like a bad boy -” a sigh escapes his lips. “what i’m trying to say is i need you to give me a makeover.”

“ pussy, ” they fire at him with a smirk. dipper wasn’t much of a fighter, it made their one on one sessions easy but not nearly as fun as someone who’d give b a real fight. their eyebrows raise at his mention of needing help. if it wasn’t to kick someone’s ass, b wasn’t sure what help they could give him. then.. he kept talking and buttercup can’t help but stare at him. a bad boy? a makeover? he couldn’t be serious but.. they could see he clearly was. buttercup tries not to start laughing but fails spectacularly when a gut-busting laugh escapes their lips. “ i’m sorry but... ” they say, still laughing. “ you want me to do what? ”

#☢ ‒ threads.#☢ ‒ dipper.

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It was basically unheard of to find Dipper voluntarily entering the gym on one of his days off. After all, the only reason he ever showed up in the first place was for his assigned independent workout days with Buttercup - but this was an emergency. Or at least, in his mind it was. Knocking on the door frame of the room Buttercup was currently finishing up in, he offered a sheepish smile when they turned to look at him. “Hey B,” he greeted, suddenly feeling awkward about what he was about to ask. “You busy?” @noturbuttercup

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finished up with their last class for the day, buttercup was ready to nap until tonight's fight. hearing the knock at the door, b’s surprised to see dipper standing there. “ depends on what ya want, ” they say, intimidatingly cracking their knuckles. “ you tryna get your ass kicked on your day off, dippin’ dots? ” they ask, crossing the room towards him. “ ‘cause i’m never too busy for that. ”