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I don't understand why there's so much harry potter stuff on my feed.

someone help.

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I've grown a new fondness for the little nightmares games, and lore. my partner and I have very long conversations about it.

#little nightmares #little nightmares 2 #little nightmares mono #little nightmares six #little nightmares tall man

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I love how everyone has just randomly fallen in love with Matt Murdock and there's just those early daredevil fans in the back like..

"hey...how y'all doin?"

like in the tiniest voice

#charlie cox #netflix daredevil #marvel daredevil #nwh spoilers #matt murdock

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Look, I might despise Owen Wilson, don't ask me why, but seeing him as Mobius M. Mobius is winning me over

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as our Lord and saviour Tom Hiddleston once said:

I hath in me an appetite for tequila

#tom hiddleston being tom hiddleston #tom hiddleston quotes #its a fuck me in the ass and call me obama moment yall

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i love halloween

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this is a story based off a roleplay that happened out of nowhere in the Owen Wilson server- it's Hamlet and Horatio. I wrote for horatio and @chaos-twink wrote for Hamlet.

THIS WAS FOR FUN CALM DOWN

@owen-wilson-appreciation-club @pennylaneforthoughts

“Your tank may do large damage, but i am sneaky and i have small weaponry therefore i hath easy advantage..” Hamlet said proudly, swiping his hair out of view. Horatio stepped towards him, looking up at the smirking prince. “Haha, but you’re tiny, thy tank ith not” Horatio stuttered nervously, as the prince above him chuckled. Hamlet bent down resting a finger under Horatio's chin. “But mine blades will do much more harm in a smaller amount of time, compared to thine tank” Hamlet looked over Horatio’s shoulder and pursed his lips at the tank. Horatio sniffled and fell to his knees, looking up at Hamlet with a pout. “Pleath sir, spare me for I come bearing gifts..” Horatio whimpered. The concrete against his jeans ripped them a little as he fell. Hamlet looked down with a raised brow. “Oh? You come bearing gifts now is that right?” A smirk formed at the end of the prince's mouth, revealing his sharp teeth. “Yes sir, I do..” Horatio lowered his voice as he looked down at the ashy concrete, his hair falling in front of his face. “And what hath those gifts be, peasant?” Hamlet growled, kneeling down in front of the small man. Horatio whined at the pain in his knees as he shuffled a bit, taking a brown rag out of his grubby pockets. He looked down and started to shake as he put out his hands in front of him. The rag in his hands had something in it, the shape..looked..familiar. Hamlet's brow raised again as his chest lifted. He put his hand out and snatched the rag cautiously. “I hath for you a golden pistol..” Horatio said quietly, finally looking up. His tired, green eyes squinted up at Hamlet. The prince unravelled the rag and softly gasped. “By talos! That is not a gift, that is a threat! I must retaliate now..guards!” Hamlet yelled, as fire raised in his eyes. “Wait!” Horatio squealed. “Sir, but hath it no ammo!” He rubbed the dirt from his eyes and grabbed the gun, cocking it. “Hath it no ammo eh?” Hamlet shot his head back down at the shivering peasant. The guards made way over to them, the prince lifted up his hand and the guards froze. “Yes sir..” Horatio whimpered again. “Prove it, peasant” He pulled out a dagger and pressed it softly on the peasants neck, smirking softly. Horatio put the gun to his head shakily, and squinted as he hit the trigger. The gun stuttered. Hamlet chuckled and removed the dagger from Horatio's neck, moving backward on his knees. “Well then, it indeed is a gift.” Hamlet sighed. “Mayhaps,i shall accept this gift then..” He snatched the pistol from Horatio again, and ran his nose over the gold. Goosebumps ran across his arms as he whined. “For sir, I cannot tell you what to do..in this moment it hath be your choice..sir.’” Horatio looked up, the muscle in his right eye twitching. He bowed his head weakly “Hmm” A smile perked up on the side of Hamlet's mouth again, except it was warm..well..ish. “Fine then dear peasant” He continued rising off his knees, as he slid his dagger into his holster. “I shall accept this display of courtesy. I accept your lovely gift of an ammoless gold gun.” He chuckled softly. “How truly romantic..” Horatio sat up with his legs under him, and straightened his neck like a weasel. “Indeed sir, i hath given you this gift. Now be it fit, you give me something in return..” He spoke softly to the prince. “Perhaps..” he resumed. “A truce?” Hamlet's neck swung round to look at Horatio, he stomped back toward him, bending a bit. “Hm, a truce could be done” He hesitated, but straightened his face, humming. “This is acceptable” He tapped his feet, and the sound of his boots clicked through the empty courtyard. Horatio became flushed as he struggled to speak. “Sir..” He grumbled. “Art thou free by night?” Horatio asked quietly, smiling. Hamlet’s face lit up with something..unreadable. “Dear peasant, I do hath the nighttime free of tasks..” The prince looked down, blinking repeatedly. “Well sir, my king if you will..” Horatio cleared his throat. “Doth thou have room for one more favor..?” He looked up at Hamlet smiling, putting his arms behind his back

for comfort. Hamlet smirked and raised his head, still looking down on the small, grubby man. “Oh I just might, it depends on the favor..my darling peasant” Hamlet put his hands on his hips and leant on one leg. “Well, it is in my humble obligation, my king..that i hath do something in return for you after giving thine gift.” Horatio grumbled quietly. Hamlet’s brow raised, and he felt a tingle in his throat as his ears heated. “It is in mine religion..what hath you planned?” The small man's eyes glimmered at the prince. Hamlet sighed, his ears still hot, as he began to speak. “In return for the Ammoless gold, dear sweet peasant, I suppose I could offer you..a night like no other..” He listed. “That and any other reasonable thing you'd like, sweet one..” Hamlet smirked. Heratio gulped as he put his hands on the ground beside him, holding himself up. His torso had fallen asleep for how long he was here. “Well my king, I humbly take that offer..” He said softly, attempting to get up from his knees. “Oh do you now?” Hamlet teased. “Then come this way my darling..”

#hamratio #prompt #for fun #fun #we do weird shit on the OCW server #have fun reading this weird shit

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yo @chaos-twink @owen-wilson-appreciation-club @pennylaneforthoughts should I post the Horatio and Hamlet stuff along with the huge story we did with King Loki?? thoughts??

also can we talk about Ophelia didn't say shit in the whole thing with Horatio and Hamlet- and them flirting the whole time..

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every time i see him i feel like an exasperated mother. its past his bedtime but he drank a soda at school so hes being hyper ... jigsaw please just brush your teeth adn go to bed for mom ok. please

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okayokayokay

how many times do i have to say it. i wanna kiss sophia di martino on the lips, very passionately-

#sophia di martino is so hot shit #sophia di martino #sylvie can step on me #damn she seems like she'd peg somebody #YES PLEEEAAASE

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air hostess: before we take off, make sure all small items are secured.

tom 6"2: "hey"

owen 5"10: "what"

tom 6"2: "do you feel safe-"

owen 5"10: "i will hit you"

#owen wilson #tom hiddleston #widdlewow

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"Im A God"

its lokiiii

#loki laufeyson #loki art #loki fanart #god of mischief #loki #my own design #i made him wear robes hehe

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#im so done ssmisjdnd

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oh my god guys-

in this one fanfiction i read. ( keep in mind, it was lokius )

mobius and sylvie were tryna look for TVA loki in a different timeline with a bunch of other loki's because they had shapeshifted into random people so they could vote for president loki. ANYWAYS.

mobius suggested sylvie and him should have code names for just incase they find a different mobius.

and mobius was like "for me its: The Old triple M" and he looks at sylvie and hes just like..."sylvester stallone..." and shes like "can you shut up.." and he just whispers "sylverbeet" and i started shitting myself laughing it was the funniest thing.

#loki #mobius #lokius #sylvie

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My favourite Loki au to think about is where Loki and Sylvie meet Tom and Sophia who become their mentors.

Tom: You are both stronger than you know. You’ve gone through a lot and developed so much and I’m so pr-

Loki: Ah, Tom. It’s not your turn for the pep talk. It’s Sophia’s.

Sophia: Fuck shit up out there but don’t die.

Sylvie *wiping away a tear*: Inspirational.