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bewareofchris · 4 months
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👀 more cards writing, you say? How about #13, dealers choice on pairing or rating (maybe the jujutsu kaisen boys you've been a fan of recently?)
Hey there Christmas is over and I definitely did not do this as promised in a timely manner. But um, happy new year?
The ‘why the fuck would anyone buy this for me, this has to be a joke, but oh god it’s not and now I’m just holding this atrocity while everyone stares me’ gift
Sass | R for naughty words |
There was, in Malik's estimation, no harder part of being a parent than sitting wedged into the side of a Christmas tree at four-fucking-thirty in the goddamn morning, having just opened some unidentifiable item in front of four beaming faces and having to summon the energy and intent to pretend to have seen nothing so amazing in all his life. Between the fact that Jaida had violently pulled him by the pajama pants away from the coffee pot and the way Altair was smiling from behind the kids' backs Malik could barely force his mouth to form a smile.
He wasn't thinking, oh-wow-what-effort or even how-thoughtful-are-you but something more like, as-soon-as-i-escape-this-I'm-stabbing-you. No, the only thing saving the moment was that the triplets were so overcome with sudden sympathy for his one-handed-struggle to remove whatever-the-fuck-it-was from the box that they didn't seem to notice he couldn't keep a smile on his face.
Darim pulled the box right out of his lap, Sef wrapped both his fists around the corner of it and pulled with all his bony might while Tazim bypassed the struggle entirely to wrap his arm around Malik's shoulders with his knees digging into his thigh. His voice was wet and loud, but that was forgivable because he was stage whispering, "its a paperweight!"
"Hey!" Darim shouted in outrage. "We promised we wouldn't say." he might have thrown himself forward, rolled up like a cannonball, but Altair managed to catch him by the waist before he got that far. "You pink promised!"
Sef was mission-oriented, so completely focused on the task at hand that he didn't notice the betrayal or Darim's removal. He only looked up when Jaida leaned in to lift the paperweight out of the box. From how it seemed to pull her downwards, it was definitely heavy enough to weigh down some papers and probably his whole desk too.
Removed from the tissue paper and cardboard, the thing was even more incomprehensible. It looked both as if it had been crafted lovingly and deliberately and as if eight separate little hands had balled clay in their hands and then squeezed it out between their fingers. It was glazed a deep charcoal gray with two teal dots on the flattest part of it.
"Oh," he said with as much energy as he could manage, "that's going to keep my desk in place."
Jaida laughed and that was for the best because the triplets followed her lead on what was and what was not funny. She shook her head at him, one hand on his shoulder as she very earnestly assured him, "it's for papers. Daddy said you'd love it."
Altair was outshining the sun with how proud he was of himself for the unbalanced monstrosity that was too spikey, too round, too flat and too heavy for Malik to keep holding. "Don't you love it?" he asked.
He would definitely love throwing it at his husband's head later. "I do," he said to his children, who were waiting so patiently for him, "I'm going to take a picture of it and send it to everyone so they can see what a good job you've done. Then maybe we'll see how many papers it can hold down."
That must have been enough for the kids because they abandoned him to flock back to their dad who was the one throwing gifts to them like a zoo keeper feeding wild beasts.
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yasyassie · 3 months
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I can't get over this. I just can't.
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artificial-d3vil · 7 months
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That suit from the comic...
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ednaeflowers · 3 months
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@unwaveringblade : "What did you just say?" ( hello there! )
STARTER PROMPTS  /  accepting!
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she squints at him, a discreet sneer in the way her eyes crinkle and her lips slant downward.
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❛  i said,  ❜ she begins, twirling her umbrella handle with much boredom, ❛  that you have some audacity to trespass on my mountain without any offerings for me.  ❜ do humans ever realize that a seraph of the earth does a lot for the planet? no. no, they never do. then again, this one can apparently see her, so she cannot quite say what his intentions are just yet. ❛  or are you just here on a nature walk, boy?  ❜
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soulsxng · 3 months
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"Daaaaad, mom is trying to ground me in front of the uncles and my--" He pauses on his way to putting himself in the corner. "Wait a minute. Ezraaaa! Your grandmother is trying to ground me, give her a hug so she'll go easy on me!"
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"Gramma, if you ground him, ma will kick his butt for being a delinquent again."
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"Exactly, she-- h-hey, what do you mean, delinquent again? Ezra, that's not really what you think of me, is it? Ezra, why are you looking at me like that? You're going to make me cry! Did someone tell you stories? Was it Roderick, or your grandparents? Enoch? Baphomet? Don't ignore me...!"
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respondedinkind · 3 months
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@mxrvelouscreations cont. [x]
Ever since having arrived here, on this planet called earth, Khan has realized that... some things seem to work differently than they do back where he comes from.
Society as a whole is, obviously so - and he is glad about it being the case, really - but aside from that, there also are individuals existing that possess certain kinds of powers, apparently. Some seem to be of supernatural nature - he knows that there's people out there doing magic, apparently, while others can shoot lasers from their eyes (a very foreign concept) or even manipulate the world as a whole - and some are ... well, man-made.
This guy seems to belong to the so-called heroes of the latter category. Khan assumes that the way he fought, dealt with the danger at hand, is only possible due to the suit he wears, made of metal and technology that must be superior in many ways to what humans are used to in every-day life.
"Not sure if you can." The answer is given easily, and Khan continues to take in the sight of that man lying there, needing to collect himself after what he's just done. He seems to be out of breath, definitely having used a lot of his energy here to keep the city safe from exploding into a thousand pieces - he did well, all things considered, but now barely has the strength to even sit up.
And Khan just watches him, as he had done before, head tilting the slightest bit while blue eyes linger on the unknown man's existence.
"You, on the other hand, do look like as if you could use a hand to get back onto your feet." No, Khan is not offering a hand or anything. He just... continues to take in the sight.
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depressed-emoji · 1 year
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The Sun & The Star spoilers??
Screw Persassy. Sassico is trending right now.
#1 To Rachel.
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#2 About Epiales to himself.
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#3 About Will to himself.
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These are the ones I remembered, add more if you remember others!
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normaltothemax · 8 months
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@dramatisperscnae from here
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"Wow, the History channel was right: you really do know how to charm a lady." Said complete with batted lashes, clutching his non-existent pearls.
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heroftruth · 8 months
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"How must it feel to have let down everyone who put their faith in you? Your friends... Your pokemon... Even your Dragon. All forced to suffer because you stood in the path of something you were so woefully unequipped to face. Will you stubbornly throw yourself into the fire until you perish and no longer have to face your failure?"
The second she hears his voice echoing in her ears she feels frozen in place. Hilda knew it was only a matter of time before encountering him again. He may have let her walk away from dragonspiral tower after her defeat, but she knew his promise to return wasn't an empty one.
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She stands firm, fingers curled in a fist, not wanting him to know how much his words feel like a knife being driven into her heart. Each moment without Reshiram at her side has been worse than the last. There's a gaping space where their presence used to be, and after years of them there she doesn't know how to reconcile it.
"I'll do anything for my pokemon and my friends." She always has, and she always will. "You may have taken Reshiram from me, but I am still their chosen. I'm not going to give up on them. It doesn't matter what you say or what you do. I won't stop fighting ."
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badnikbreaker · 3 months
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@scumbag-the-hedgehog : ❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜ Bothering Amy, of course. / accepting!
"Always do! That's part of my super - cute charm." Okay, so she's being a little annoying on purpose. Can you blame her? The other is...well, Amy's met a lot of doubles / alternate - universe versions of / refractions / reflections of Sonic. None of them have ever been a real threat to her, and if Amy's honest? His would - be - conqueror schtick is a little been - there - done - that. Amy's strong enough to handle herself if it comes to that.
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That's not to say Amy's not curious — or even without sympathy. She knows how it feels to just be a LESSER VERSION OF SOMEONE BETTER. Knows how it feels to be a LESSER HERO. "Everybody else is used to it already. You'll get there! We just gotta hang out more."
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direwombat · 1 month
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on its surface fingers in the father's soil is a supernatural western/horror story but actually it's just an excuse for me to write syb and her daddy canonically as the shittiest buddy cop duo in the world
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douzheng · 11 months
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@draconiclotus said: ❝ thanks for the trauma, by the way. ❞
the audacity. already he was annoyed by this conversation. so much that he couldn't stop himself from rolling his eyes. oh yes, it was time to pin the blame on him, yet again. he wasn't amused in the slightest, nor did he have the patience to put up with it.
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❝ ah, here we go. he decides to speak to me at last. ❞ his words were laced with sarcasm and annoyance. because, yes, he had been here for some time and they still hadn't yet solved their differences. clearly his old friend had no intention of doing so. ❝ quite nice of you to finally acknowledge my existence, Yinyue. ❞ he stopped, letting out a bitter laugh. ❝ right, you discarded that identity. how could I forget that you decided to move on while some of us were left to suffer for your actions... ❞ the mock smile faded quick as he crossed his arms. ❝ do not test me you little brat. your trauma is of your own making... ❞
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hannah-the-small · 11 months
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@dcmonprncss​
"Yeah, 'smart' isn't a word I'd use to describe Finn."
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“Didn’t you also poke ‘someone’ and regret it? Over a spa day?”
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ripper-royalty · 3 months
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"It slipped."
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out of her hand while she was aiming for the tv, and just missed it for the wall.
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"okAy."
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jigensass · 1 year
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I am now fully committed to this bit after this
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wildskissed · 4 months
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Sacred Romantic Prompts - @wizofwaterdeep mused: “don’t speak, just… kiss me.”
Under usual circumstances, perhaps Eve would simply do as she was asked and tug him in for a gentle reminder of her affection for him, but a part of her stirred at the words as she automatically reached for him. A hand cupped either side of his face and she smiled, leaning in, letting their lips brush ever so slightly before she brushed his nose with her in a tender Eskimo kiss.
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“A kiss with no sassy remark to accompany it?” she mused playfully, giving a tender laugh before she captured his lips with her own and took a step more into his space to feel his body against her own. This kiss was deeper than the other, fingers slipping into his hair as one hand slipped down to wrap around his waist and keep him close. He'd certainly have something to say about it later, she was sure, but she just couldn't help but say SOMETHING. “A tall order...”
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