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#just chef kisses all around
zorlok-if · 5 months
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Okay, Chainsaw Man? Not my thing.
But Jujutsu Kaisen??... Mate, this shit's fucking good.
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thefrsers · 11 months
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You won’t kill me. Not in cold blood. You wouldn’t dare.
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spielzeugkaiser · 8 months
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I'll not be able to do inktober this year (again) but I did pick up my traditional media to do some classic inspired paintings again! And I did (a little late) fall into a certain angel and demon shaped hole, so... 👀 if there is any classics you'd love to see reworked good omens style, let me know? 👉👈
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zappedbyzabka · 7 months
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THEM<3<3<3
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dirtytransmasc · 7 months
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Alicent, exhausted, being forced to present her son to Viserys, panic in her eyes, hoping he is good enough for her husband:
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blackjackkent · 2 months
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Shoutout to @ryssabrin for informing me that there is a UNIQUE KISS ANIMATION IN THIS AREA! And I'm so glad to know about it because I think this might be my second favorite Hector/Karlach kiss (after the one where they're both all smiley and happy and he kisses her nose, which is basically unbeatable).
Giffing the other kiss took me approximately a billion years and three billion files so we won't be doing that again; here's a video instead.
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I love them so much, you guys. [sob]
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somebluemelodies · 2 months
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thank you baghera for giving us extra clips of cellboier singing together that was everything i needed and more
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dragongirlbunny · 6 months
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i wish the christmas that exists in carols and hallmark movies and such a) existed and b) as an altogether seperate holiday from the christian one.
like, i love the idea behind a 6-8 week season of bright lights and decorations and showing appreciation for your loved ones and goodwill and just generally focusing on being joyful and kind! but unfortunately all we get is capitalism and christians complaining that their holiday is "under attack"
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simmingonthelow · 10 months
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All of the Barbies is bad It girls and we ain't playin' tag
Poses by @cowplant-ate-my-sim (top 2) and @simmerika (bot 2)
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sfsolstice · 16 days
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Your name is a sin I breathe, like oxygen Caught in the careless arms of lust, again Nobody else can pull me out The fields of elation, quiet and loamy
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welcometogrouchland · 2 years
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[ID: digital fanart of the owl house. The piece features Luz, the collector, and kid belos. Luz is in her season 3 design holding her bat and a backpack with her palismen inside. Both items are at her side and she looks on at the audience with a determined expression. The collector is on her left and is facing away from us with a mischievous face. Kid belos is on Luz's right, holding a wooden sword in one hand. The shading on him is reminiscent of a 1600s ink ink drawing. The background is black and white text above the characters reads "thanks to them, 15/10/22". End ID]
Happy owl house eve folks! Sorry about the UK date system <3
#the owl house#toh#luz noceda#kid belos#the collector#toh belos#ME WHEN THE COMING OF AGE STORY USES ANTAGONISTS W/ ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT TO ACCENTUATE THE HERO'S GROWTH 😭#seriously tho the way that luz (and hunter and eda to a lesser extent) act as like. narrative mirrorballs for nearly all the major bad guys#it's so good. chefs kiss#it's part of why a character like lilith is so rich she has SO many characters to bounce off of!#and again i think it's neat how toh has (so far- we'll see abt that ending) made a story abt a hero who like. has an escapist fantasy#of going to the demon realm and becoming a witch and running away from all her problems forever#and the storh tears that fantasy down! it says that it is objectively selfish and childish and unrealistic#and then. it still lets luz love the place she's in? the boiling isles is a real place and not just a vehicle for aesops#luz finds out her escapist fantasy world is a messed up place and yknow what? she sticks around to make it better#in both big and small ways#and belos and the collector contrast her perfectly in that sense- they both tyrannically/carelessly reshape the world around them#and absolutely refuse to accept a world that doesn't operate on their childish pretenses#and the only real difference between them and luz is the fact that luz learns and grows and changes#belos refuses to do this under pain of death and the collector is yet undecided#and whatever direction he goes in will probably define not just luz as a character but the owl house's thesis as a whole#in other words#I'm ridiculously excited for thanks to them#it airs at 2 am for me but i will still be staying up late to watch it and live chat w/ the besties. autism at work
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padfootastic · 1 year
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sirius @ james for this one: “what can i get you? do you need water? a hug? space?”
anon we have the same brain fr because i looked at this and had the same thought. (and so did others because i have 2 more asks w this exact premise)
i hope u like this! personally, it’s one of my favs 🙈
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Sirius cut his way through the post-dinner throng of students as swiftly and efficiently as he could, resisting the urge to case a wide-area Blasting Charm to clear the route faster. His destination was the large gathering of students in the middle of the courtyard, jeering and chanting.
As he got closer, the voices floating from the centre of the circle became more distinct, making his face twist into a grimace.
“Think you’re so much better than us, don’t you, Potter?” An unfortunately familiar voice was taunting, though it sounded a bit funny, muffled. A part of Sirius knew, even before he pushed through the crowd, that it would just be Snape putting his nose somewhere it had no business being. Usually, it wouldn’t be such a big deal for Sirius who couldn’t care less about him if he was held at wand-point. But today, today he’d decided to go needle James.
Who was already in a terrible mood this week. It was a combination of everything—Effie and Flea’s declining health, the constant chatter in the castle, the pressure from the Quidditch Cup, Lily’s taunts, McGonagall’s nagging—all of it building and building and building until it reached a boiling point. Sirius had been waiting for him to blow this entire week; it’s only unfortunate that it happened the one day they’re in different classes, on opposite ends of the castle, and at the hands of Snape at that. Sirius had heard that something was going down in the courtyard, could only catch James’ name in between the gasps and giggles before promptly booking it out of there.
And sure enough, he got there just in time to see James send his fist into Snape’s jaw with a ridiculous ‘crack’ that Sirius can hear all the way to where he’s standing, making him wince slightly. Clearly, this isn’t his first, because there’s a stream of blood running down Snape’s nose, pooling over and around his mouth. There’s a scratch-bruise situation on one of his cheekbones that he’s guessing is from James’ Potter Ring.
James is…not entirely blemish free—there’s a wicked bruise blooming on his temple—but in comparison? He looks practically untouched.
It’s no wonder, though, because despite Snape’s mouthing off, it’s clearly an act, put upon for his own sake just as much as for others. Now that Sirius is right in front of them, he can see exactly how terrified the guy looks, though he’s made a valiant effort to hide it. One look at James and he immediately understood why.
James had Snape lifted up against the wall by his collar, teeth bared and a feral tinge to his eyes. His hazel eyes were almost black as he said, “Say something like that again, Snape, I dare you.”
Clearly, the Slytherin had lost the few brain cells he had left because he actually opened his mouth to answer. James didn’t give him the chance, only pushing him harder into the granite. “I will end you, Snivellus, don’t try me. Stop fucking running your mouth if you can’t deal with the consequences of it.”
That was the point Sirius decided to step in. It didn’t seem like anyone else would—Remus and the other prefects were standing on the far end of the hallway, huddled and whispering furiously; no teachers were present—and judging by Snape’s rapidly reddening face, he was less than a minute away from getting his face fully bashed in. Sirius didn’t want James to deal with the aftermath of that in his current state if he actually went through with it. There were too many people around, anyway.
“James,” he called, stepping forward. He could’ve sworn he heard at least three different sighs of relief but all his attention was now fixed on the way James’ fists clenched harder at the sound of his voice. He sighed—so it was like that, was it?
He stepped up to the two of them and placed a hand on James’ forearm. It was taut with tension, like steel to the touch, almost blazing hot. Ignoring the fact that James was deliberately ignoring looking at him, he started massaging his arm with a light touch, gently working his way down from his elbow to wrist, feeling the muscles loosen with each second. Once he’d repeated the action a couple times, he started rubbing circles with his thumb on the bottom of his palm, increasing the pressure with each rotation.
Eventually, it didn’t take more than a minute before James’ shoulders sagged, almost imperceptibly, and his fists unclenched. Snape, who’d been uncharacteristically silent so far—perhaps showing some of that Slytherin self preservation and realising Sirius was his best bet to getting out here without further harm?—quickly slid out from under his arm, going to stand a safe distance away. He opened his mouth, forgetting that distance meant nothing when James was as good with a wand as he was, but Sirius quickly put a pin in that one.
“Piss off, Sniv,” he muttered, not even bothering to look in his direction.
“Black you—“
“I said, piss off,” Sirius growled, arm moving so fast that Snape couldn’t track the wand now pointed between his eyes if he’d tried. “Now.”
With whatever was left of his tattered dignity, Snape tucked tail and fled. Good riddance. Without sparing a single glance towards the rapidly growing crowd of students, he tucked his wand back in its holster and wrapped a hand around James’ wrist, pulling him away from the courtyard and into one of their hidden alcoves on the ground floor. It was quite removed from the rest of the castle and the most traffic it saw was when the Bloody Baron and Grey Lady decided to rehash some centuries old fight.
Once they were properly inside, he dropped his bag to the floor and pushed James agains the wall, pressing as tightly against him as physically possible, not willing to let a single inch of space between them. For a few minutes, they did nothing except look at each other, James’ breaths sounding like heavy pants in the empty room.
Sirius held James’ face with both hands, hard enough that his fingers pressed indents into his skin, knowing the pressure grounded him. “What can I get you, James? Do you need water? A hug? Some space?”
James stared at him as if seeing through him, eyes unfocused and far, far away. Sirius pressed harder, curling his fingers for his nails to dig in, willing James to come back to him. And of course, James did.
“I need you.” Rough hands grabbed the front of his robes, pulling him forward abruptly and with a little too much force. Sirius had to grab onto James’ shoulders—not that he was complaining—just so he didn’t topple them both sideways. Gently, he shifted his grip until one arm was curled around James’ and the other was buried in his hair, cradling the back of his head. He tucked James’ head under his chin, trapping his hands between them, holding him as tightly as he could.
He knew James needed to be clutched when he was like this, that he loved being surrounded on all sides—as if someone was holding all of him, refusing to let any part of him go. He craved safety, comfort, when he got overwhelmed and this was the best way Sirius knew to give it to him.
They stood like that until the sun set and the air cooled, but all that Sirius cared about was his James—his breathing easier, eyes less frantic, and face much more relaxed. If all he had to do was hold tight for a while to get him there, then well, he’d be the happiest man on earth.
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strawburrymeadows · 1 year
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personally i think there should be more fics about ellie coming out to joel. like she accidentally says something about not liking boys or whatever and she’s so scared and worried because joel could leave her and he probably thinks im wrong and weird, but joel just moves on and accepts it. it doesn’t even faze him that ellie is queer. he’s just like “okay cool.” and ellie just starts crying because of course joel doesn’t care, why would i ever think that and she’s actually so loved by joel, that it doesn’t even matter that she’s different. he’ll love her no matter.
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munkustance · 10 months
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The third verse in Jellicle Songs for Jellicle Cats is so unfairly satisfying-
Like, Come on!
"With book and with bell!"
"Were you Whittington's friend~"
"The Pied Piper's assistant."
"WERE YOU THERE WHEN THE PHAROAHS COMMISSIONED THE SPHINX??????"
"If you were, and you are, you're a Jellicle Cat."
Dead. Simply dead.
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starpros-sunshine · 2 years
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Getting emotional about these fine cards again cause like. It's another "Starpro's sunshine" situation.
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belligerentbagel · 2 years
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hey sweet potato
#everyone say thank you dana terrace for helping us believe in romance again#the owl house#amity blight#luz noceda#lumity#clouds on the horizon#draws#i have rewatched this scene a TRULY EMBARRASSING number of times#it do hit that dopamine switch 😩👌#and it's not just the adorable romance! i really really love the highlight of sibling relationships in edric and emira#any time a show *nails* the specific dynamic of 'i am the only person who gets to mess with you -'#'- but i also have a bloodhound sense for when it goes too far'#chef kisses. mwah mwah mwah.#'our Extremely Perfect and highkey neurotic (these two traits are intertwined) little sister needs to lighten up!'#'it is our duty to help her lighten up'#'if anyone else comes for you they will have to get through US first'#'oh?? you have taken an interest in a girl that we think is Fun?'#'time to transition into a gentler teasing because we like how you open up around her'#me: draws a lumity piece and then spends the tags talking about how much she loves the twins#and the FRIENDSHIPS. the ride-or-die teen chaos of 'the world is ending but god damn if i'm not going to spend it with all of you'#i love multi-main-character casts when there's super thoughtful multilayered relationship development!! aaaaaa#(i think the one interaction we're missing among the teen crew is between amity and gus! everyone else has had Moments together)#pours one out for possibly the last painting for a while; returned to the classroom on friday and am now clawing my way back into routine
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