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Junior (2024)

A colorful pet portrait of a brown and white tabby shorthair cat named Junior in bright psychedelic rainbow colors. Acrylics on 12" x 16" canvas.

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Let us never forget how somehow Square Enix got Florence + the Machine to record an absolutely beautiful, Final Fantasy-esque cover of “Stand by Me,” and then played it during the opening scene of Final Fantasy XV where four dorks are pushing their broken-down convertible down a country back road and you’re sitting their like “aww, that’s quirky, that’s kinda cute,” but when they play it again during the end credits of the game you’re sobbing facedown into your living room carpet

#ffxv

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NYX ULRIC Final Fantasy XV / Kingsglaive

#ffxv #nyx ulric

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Sorry for this relatable shit. My anxiety has been a bitch lately.

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THE MATRIX (1999) dir. The Wachowskis + IMDb trivia — The Matrix was released 24 years ago on March 31, 1999

#the matrix

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I was looking at the document where I keep a bunch of quotes I like, and there are some that I think of as very Ironstrange-coded (or at least Stephen-coded, as I think of this one). So I thought I'd send a couple and see what you make of them.

My prayer is simple, my child, my child, Please, do try to understand: I’ve given you freedom, and left you with choices Now you’re at the beginning, Again. -Wyvernhail, Amelia Atwater-Rhodes

When it comes to poetry, I must include a bit of a disclaimer/warning: My brain does not get poetry. At all. There is something about poetry that just does not compute for me. So it is entirely possible that my responses to poetry prompts are either going to be painfully literal, or go off on a tangent that leaves you scratching your head. I mean, all prompt responses run that risk, but it’s going to be especially bad with poetry. 😂

That said, here we go!

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Stephen wakes up in the hospital.

The last he remembers, he was on a battlefield, watching Tony Stark prepare himself to snap. It’s not inconceivable that he could have been hospitalized after that and lost a few hours of memory to the trauma, but the possibility never even occurs to him, because he wakes up to a haze of painkillers and the sight of his hands absolutely covered in external fixators. 

Christine is beside him, telling him everything will be okay. Stephen doesn’t respond. What is he supposed to say? He’s been here before. He knows, in the marrow of him, that this is no nightmare or flashback. He really has been sent back in time. He closes his eyes and shuts everyone out and can’t bring himself to care how worrying that must be.

The next day, while Stephen is staring into the distance, there’s a commotion out in the hall. It gets louder, and louder, and then his room’s door slams open and Tony Stark strides in. He looks momentarily taken aback at the sight of Stephen, but recovers quickly. “Strange, would you tell your overprotective guard dogs that it’s okay for me to stay and chat?” Christine, two nurses, and at least one security guard pile into the room after him, bringing raised voices with them.

Somehow, it never occurred to Stephen that he might not have come back alone. The relief is overwhelming, but he forces himself to find his voice. “It’s fine.” The words are barely a croak—he hasn’t spoken in awhile—but they capture Christine’s attention and the others follow her lead.

“Stephen, are you sure?” she asks, casting Stark a skeptical look.

He hadn’t been Stark’s biggest fan, Stephen abruptly remembers. Oh well. “I’m sure. Actually, if we could speak alone…”

Christine isn’t sold on the idea, but Tony steps in and ushers them all out the door. When it’s closed he turns back to Stephen and pauses a moment to take in the wreck the accident has made of Stephen. “I’m sorry about this,” Tony says, waving at him. “The stones put all kinds of conditions on when I could go to and who I could take with me without just splitting our timeline into a new branch instead of getting a proper do-over. I’d have landed us after your recovery, but…” Tony looks abruptly exhausted, “...honestly, we need all the time we can get. We don’t have months to spare.”

“I understand,” Stephen says. He takes a careful, steadying breath. “The painkillers have me a little foggy, but our first step has to be documenting future events. I can do that.”

Tony pulls up a chair next to Stephen’s bed and projects a hologram from his wrist.

They get to work.

#ironstrange

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A 170-year-old young man - (2024)

Happy birthday to the world's greatest detective, 170 y.o today 🥳💗

#benedict cumberbatch #bbc sherlock

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I thought I needed a new laptop but nope, youtube is slowing down your PC if you have adblock on on any open tab...

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Keeper of Yggdrasil

I have a lot of Thoughts about the Loki series as a whole BUT the visual of Yggdrasil and the timelines was absolutely stunning, so I knew I had to do a rendition of it with a new costume. I loved the idea of Loki physically becoming part of the Tree, with all the branches washing over him like veins, obscuring old pieces of armour and melding with his true Jotun form. (and of course I had to do a glowy eyes version!)

Prints here

do not repost / reblogs are awesome though / painted in procreate on ipad pro my art tag

#loki

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Tony finding out about the timeloops with Dormammu because Stephen's filter is compromised by injuries/drugs/exhaustion/etc.

Warning for brief description of nasty injuries in the first paragraph.

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Stephen Strange has the highest pain tolerance of anyone Tony has ever met, including himself and everyone he’s ever met that has super-healing. The man can—and has–calmly talked a teammate through removing multiple barbed spines skewering his own limbs. So when Tony lands next to him, post-battle, and finds him muttering, “It’s go away, just wait a moment, it’ll be gone any moment now,” it’s seriously alarming.

“Strange!” Tony says sharply, dropping to his knees and retracting the helmet. “Tell me what’s wrong so I can help.” He runs a quick scan, but the only thing the suit picks up is a very bloody but not life threatening gash in his leg. For Strange to be this out of it, there must be something a lot worse going on.

Strange looks up at him and blinks, frowning. “Tony?” 

They’re not usually on a first name basis, but that’s been due to Strange’s reserve more than Tony’s. “Yeah, Stephen, I’m here.” He retracts a gauntlet and carefully takes the man’s hand. It’s shaking hard, much worse than normal. 

“You shouldn’t be here.” Strange grips his hand tightly, enough that it has to hurt. “I don’t know if the time loop will include you, you have to go before Dormammu returns.”

The pieces all slot together. Strange is having some sort of flashback. “You’re in New York,” Tony says, as steadily as he can. “You’re in New York with me, with Tony Stark, and we just finished herding about a thousand flying demons back to their own dimension. Dormammu isn’t here, Stephen.”

But Strange just laughs, a tired, broken thing. “He’s not here now,” Strange says. “But he will be. He always comes back, and he always kills me again. He has to—I made the loop that way.” Stephen raises his other hand to clasp Tony’s between his. “But you don’t have to be here,” he says fiercely. “You don’t have to suffer.”

Tony’s heart breaks. “Stephen, it’s over,” he says quietly. “You won.”

Stephen laughs. “I can’t win. But I can lose. Over and over, forever.”

Tony doesn’t know what he can say to that, so he just pulls Stephen into his arms and holds onto him and waits for him to realize where and when he is. It takes longer than he expects, maybe fifteen minutes, before Strange finally murmurs, “Tony. You can let go now.”

Tony eases back so that he can look at Stephen, but doesn’t let go completely. “What happened?” he asked, because he’s never seen Strange lose it like that. 

Stephen huffs a wry laugh. “Magical exhaustion,” he says. “I really should have called for another mystic to help with those demons. Using up my reserves like that compromises mental control. It’s dangerous, for a sorcerer.”

And embarrassing, Tony expects, but if Stephen wants to sidestep that, Tony isn’t going to fight him on it. “Anything I can do to help?”

“Believe it or not, that hug helped a lot,” Stephen says. “Physical contact is good for restoring magical energy.”

That’s not the only thing it’s good for, but Tony doesn’t say anything, just keeps a hand under Stephen’s elbow as he helps him to his feet. “Come on. Let’s get that gash looked at.”

Stephen nods. 

He doesn’t pull away from Tony’s grip.

#ironstrange #fic

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#doctor strange

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eyes ♡ ✍️

#narusasu

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Wait a minute…

#all politics perhaps

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That’s Louis Rossman, a repair technician and YouTuber, who went viral recently for railing against Apple. Apple purposely charges a lot for repairs and you either have to pay up or buy a new device. That’s because Apple withholds necessary tools and information from outside repair shops. And to think, we were just so close to change.

Follow @the-future-now

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🔥Top Ten Hottest Tony Stark Looks 🔥 4. Hardware Mode (Iron Man 2) 9.4%

#tony stark #iron man #marvel

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#narusasu