"Black sails surround me as pirates eye me booty, the only gold you shall find plates my heart.. and if you want that, you either have to steal it or win it."
Pirates are dark souls hungry to take what is yours cause they can't get it themselves - eUë
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fuck all cis people except for the guy who dmed me on instagram to ask about my new name and, upon me explaining the concept of transgenderism, said, “interesting strat. i like it.”
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If Asa wasn't a teenager I'd make a post like "move over denji, I'm all here for the marine animal facts infodump train"
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How do you welcome a husband from an unfinished war?
How would you patch his wounds knowing the battle is not yet done?
How would you hug him when his side is still aching from the finishing blow?
Your hands flew on your lips as your tears fell, seeing him standing amidst the battle field.
"He won..."
"Gojo Satoru defeated Sukuna!"
Someone murmured in the background and you couldn't care enough. Beneath your tears is a screaming heart begging for him to come out of the battle field so you could hide him away.
This is enough right? Satoru already did his part, didn't he?
"Hey, pretty..." Satoru grinned he tucks a strand of your hair at the back of your ear. He winces but waves it away in a blur. "Why's my Baby crying? I won."
Your lips tremble as you look at him all battered and bloody, never minding the gashes he sustained, your arms held his hand in all care you could muster and press it on your cheeks.
"Can we go home now, Satoru? Can I now take you back home?"
You couldn't look him in the eyes but you felt the exhausted arms wrap around you, and for what seems like forever, he let his weight fall into you, urging you to hold him up, finally letting himself have your help in shouldering what is on his shoulders.
Satoru inhaled your scent, it filtered into his nostrils, reminding him of home as he murmured to your ears.
"Just a second Baby, give me a few seconds with you, like this."
—Grey,
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I have finished episodes 7 and 8 of Hazbin Hotel. Fucks. Obviously.
First thing I will address without exception is Lucifer roasting Adam's game to his face. Yes, King!!! Oh my fucking god! Get him! Physically and mentally! I hollered over the dialogue and had to play it back. Note my volume was at twenty. I've been thinking that exact thing from the start and to have Lucifer vocalize it during battle is legendary.
Bless Jeremy Jordan's delivery as well. Sold it. Phenomenal casting. Wouldn't have anyone else playing Lucifer.
Look at our badass apple pie protecting his girl. Fuck. It. UP!!
Also- his demon form...Vivzie, we need to talk. We need to talk.
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imagine percy inviting annabeth over to dinner after the sea of monsters and him introducing her to his mom as his best friend. imagine annabeth trying not to cry tears of joy because no one has ever called her that. imagine as she leaves to head back to camp that night, she does tear up a little when she explains to percy how much being called his best friend meant to her. imagine percy from that point forward calling her his best friend any chance he gets because he knows how happy it makes her.
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