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muzicpromotionclub · 1 month
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The Talented Duo Chase the Comet Has Made the Song 'THE ROAD' Magical With the Rock Vibes
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slrmagazine · 2 months
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Chase the Comet Releases New Album "Ill.U.Me.Nation. Part I: Inception"
Chase the Comet Releases New Album "Ill.U.Me.Nation. Part I: Inception". #chasethecomet
Female-fronted alternative rock band Chase the Comet releases its new album, entitled Ill.U.Me.Nation. Part I: Inception, via Pavement Entertainment. This is the band’s fourth studio album and features ten new songs that will have your speakers begging for mercy. Listen to Ill.U.Me.Nation. Part I: Inception on all streaming platforms here: https://orcd.co/ctcillumenation The track listing for…
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river-taxbird · 3 months
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I still need to watch it but it's so funny to me that in the stop motion Moomins and the Comet Chase, Sniff is voiced by Mads Mikkelsen. Hannibal and Clifford Unger himself was just the perfect actor to play Sniff, the little creature. When I first saw the trailer I thought it was weird he didn't have a nasally voice like in the anime but that fact is so funny it's worth it.
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ofallingstar · 5 months
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Moomins and the Comet Chase (2010)
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iamthecomet · 6 months
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mometttttt
can we get some fluffy phantom swiss??
feeling sad and wanting some comfort 🥺
maybe trans phantom dealing with painful cramps and swiss being there and being the amazing boyfriend he is and comforting phantom through the cramps?
Of course, Chase! I'm sorry that you're feeling sad. I hope this helps. Sending you lots of hugs too.
Just under 1k words of Trans!Aeon/Swiss. SFW. Just mentions of period cramps. ♥
Aeon wakes up in agony. Pain lancing through his belly, down his thighs, through his back. He curls in on himself. Knees drawing up tight to his chest. He wraps his arms around them, holds on tight as the wave of pain intensifies. Digs it’s claws in. 
It’s so early. The sun is barely up. Streaking pink into the hotel room. Aeon had hoped for a day to sleep in. For the opportunity to luxuriate in bed next to Swiss on an off day. Peace. Comfort. 
He should have known better than to hope for anything. 
He breathes a little easier as the pain eases. He doesn’t loosen his grip on his legs though. He knows it’ll be back before long, it always is. He thinks about stumbling to the bathroom–at least to make sure he hasn’t made a mess of himself. But it feels impossible. More work than his aching limbs can handle. 
He lays there for awhile, listening to Swiss’ soft snores. Feeling the warmth of him radiating from the other side of the bed. He opens his eyes and looks around the pre-dawn hotel room. Shadowy, still a mess from when they fell into bed last night. Half-eaten room service near the door. Their bags thrown on the other side of the room. Aeon thinks about the medicine stuffed in there. Some tea Mountain made for him that always seems to help. 
He makes a plan. If he’s fast enough he can at least get to the bathroom and grab the tea before the next cramp hits. He can probably just rip the bag open with his teeth and eat the contents right? That will do the same thing? The idea of waiting for hot water from the weird coffee machine is impossible. Besides he barely knows how to work them on a good day. 
Humans really do make everything needlessly complicated. 
He could ask Swiss, but the multighoul is sleeping so soundly next to him, he doesn’t want to disturb him. They’ve been traveling so much, barely sleeping. Aeon doesn’t want to be the reason Swiss doesn’t get enough sleep. 
He starts to push himself up, to uncurl. He gets as far as straightening his legs and pushing the blanket off before it hits him again. He swears he feels it in his bones. Dull insistent fire crawling through his body. He bites his lip until he tastes blood and even that isn’t enough to bury his whimper. 
He bites down on his tail to try to muffle it, but Swiss wakes up anyway. Making a low groggy noise, confused as he rolls towards Aeon’s body. Curled up tight on the edge of the bed. Swiss’ hand is warm and broad on his back. A grounding weight. Swiss eases himself up, folds himself over Aeons’ body to look at him. 
“Bug? You ok?” 
Aeon looks up at him, Swiss’ eyes are sleep lined, barely open. But his dark brows are twisted in concern. The hand is on his hip now, heavy. Solid. Aeon swallows, he intends to nod, to tell Swiss to go back to sleep. But his body betrays him, he shakes his head. 
“Cramps,” he mumbles in explanation. He doesn’t want Swiss to worry–there’s really nothing to worry about. He’s fine. 
He crumples beneath another cramp. Tears pricking at his eyes. He turns enough that he can cling to Swiss. Now that he’s here and awake, Aeon can’t do anything else. He buries his face in Swiss’ chest and inhales the smell of him. Sweat and weed and sandlewood. He closes his eyes tight and tries not to cry as Swiss pulls him close, cradles Aeon’s little body against his. 
Swiss kisses him between his horns, runs a comforting hand up and down his spine. Tangles the other in his hair, runs his fingers through it. He scratches at Aeon’s scalp until Aeon’s body goes lax as the cramp ebbs. 
“What can I do?” Swiss asks, lips brushing over the curve of Aeon’s horn. 
“The tea Mountain made me.” 
“Where is it, baby?” 
“Front pocket of my bag.” 
Swiss untangles himself from Aeon. Aeon lays back on the bed, flat on his back. Tears burning against his cheeks. He hears Swiss rifling around in his bag. Hears the water run. Hears Swiss messing with that weird coffee maker. 
“I hate this,” Aeon says softly. 
“I know.” 
“Just wanted to sleep in with you,” Aeon mumbles, voice cracking. 
The coffee maker hisses, Aeon hears it spit water out into the styrofoam cup. Swiss is back right away. Helping Aeon sit up and pressing the overly hot cup into his hand. The smell of the tea alone makes something in Aeon’s back loosen. 
He sips at it–it’s too hot but he doesn’t care. Doesn’t want to wait any longer. 
“We can still sleep in,” Swiss promises. Leaning over to kiss Aeon’s temple. “Sleep all day if you want.” 
Swiss curls one big arm around Aeon’s waist, pulls him close. The little ghoul leans against him. Eyes closing against another cramp. Swiss takes the cup from him so Aeon doesn’t spill. He presses his lips to the side of Aeon’s head, holds him close as the pain ravages him. 
When it’s done, Swiss hands the cup back to him. “Drink up so we can go back to sleep.” 
“I–” Aeon looks away, lilac blush coloring his cheeks. “I think I should take a shower first..” 
Swiss shrugs, buries his nose in Aeon’s hair and inhales. “Fine. Shower first. Sleep after. All day. No excuses.” 
Aeon turns his head to catch his lips on Swiss. It’s chaste, as easy as breathing. “Too good to me,” Aeon mumbles as he brings the cup back up to his mouth. Swiss grins down at him. “No such thing.” 
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trueblood825 · 5 months
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Happy Birthday Mads Mikkelsen 🧡 European Film Awards Behind The Moomins
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kk-babes · 9 months
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woah it’s magnus?? (and alex too ofc)
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vspomnisolnce · 7 months
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thegr33nc0met · 2 months
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even though it says this in my Introduction post, i have to write it out again here bc most people aren’t respecting it:
I DO NOT WRITE CISHET FEMALE READER. there are hundreds of accounts that will write for you if you fall under that umbrella. this is a blog specifically for queer and trans people that like x reader fics. i will ONLY write gender neutral unless specified.
thank you for coming to my TEDTalk and please respect my rules🫶
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AL headcanons: since Wisdom Cubes run on cognition, each shipgirl is vaguely influenced by their namesake
This can range between (relatively) on-the-nose cases, i.e. Hunter being... well, a hunter, to something like New Jersey somehow getting 50 pounds of wet spaghetti in your backyard. On complete accident.
(Side note: any ships named after Ohio, Florida, or their respective cities are absolutely deranged. This includes Cleveland, who is normally very good at hiding it... She still gets punted by Vestal twice a month because her (small) rat army keep somehow getting into the medicine cabinets, though)
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ofallingstar · 5 months
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Moomins and the Comet Chase (2010)
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iamthecomet · 7 months
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COMET
I SEE GHOST IN ABOUT 2 AND A HALF HOURS
ANSJWOQODODKQKKSK
AHHHHH!!!!! FUCK YEAH!
I'm so excited for you!!!! I hope you have an absolute blast (I know you will)
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pastafossa · 1 year
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TRT brain rot is real, my beloved Pasta 😤💞 I just got the remastered spiderman game for pc and swinging off of cranes (and or water towers) I often think of Matt and Jane now 🥲
(Bonus!! I found fogwell's gym the other day and might have yelped a little in surprise)
If I have to think about it all the time, then so do all of you! 🤣 I'm pretty sure TRT just rewires neurons at this point, and I have no complaints when someone else becomes corrupted with me.
And YESSSSSSSSS, 100%. I was watching the trailer for that the other day and had the same thought when I saw the cranes. Playing the game I'd def headcanon they're out there engaging in Devil Hunt shenanigans while Spidey is doing his thing.
ALSO THEY HAVE FOGWELLS??? HOLY SHIT. Game was already on my watch list but we're just gonna move that up there a bit further now...
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woozapooza · 4 months
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Unpopular Sopranos opinion: I know a lot of viewers hate Dr. Kupferberg, and I understand it to some degree, but I simply cannot bring myself to hate him. He is often arrogant and tactless and hypocritical, and what he does in “The Blue Comet” is both ridiculously unethical (revealing information a patient told him in confidence–about her own patient, no less) and pretty cruel (humiliating Melfi in front of her colleagues)...BUT he’s the one who commended Melfi on her “tremendous strength of will and inner resource” (“He Is Risen”), AND he’s the one who countered Richard’s victim-blaming (“The Weight”), AND I really believe that part of his motivation for trying to pull Melfi away from Tony was genuine concern for her. In 5x01, for example, when she’s trying to figure out how to let Tony down gently and he’s encouraging her to go to the police, it seems pretty clear to me that he’s truly concerned for her safety, and I can’t fault him for that, even if that genuine concern is intertwined with and ultimately drowned out by his arrogance. 
And you know what, while I’m at it, here’s a REALLY unpopular opinion: I like his absurdly large water bottle. Yeah, that’s right, I said it! The water bottle haters simply cannot fathom the level of hydration that he is on.
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laurastudarus · 5 months
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I was on a cruise somewhere between Stockholm and Helsinki when I spotted my first Moomin, a creature who looked like something between a marshmallow and a hippo. It was love at first sight, even if I skirted the photo op with the larger-than-life mascot in favor of buying a smaller version in the ship gift shop. By the end of the trip, my moomin collection would expand to include several books and postcards, which I gleefully sent to friends and family back home with little to no explanation of the gorgeous, childlike images they contained.
(via What Exactly Is a Moomin?)
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vspomnisolnce · 1 year
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