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ive never played resident evil, does he go to bingo

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Okay, normally, I don't do this kind of thing, but I can not get it out of my head.

Carmilla said the best thing to kill an angel with is to fight for what you love. To fight for something you believe in. And that's what the whole gang does.

Charlie fights for her dream

Vaggie fights for Charlie

Angel and Husk fight for their friends

Lucifer fights for his daughter

Sir Pentious DIED for love and friendship

Guess who doesn't win in their fight?

Alastor can not comprehend dying for friends of all things. He was fighting for power he was fighting for freedom, and he lost his fight.

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Why isn’t Leander a Senobium mage?

In Eridia, it’s rare to encounter a talented mage with no ties to the Senobium. When asked, Leander claims that he turned down the Senobium’s offers of wealth, knowledge, and power to pursue lofty ambitions... which he refuses to divulge.

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I still don’t understand how people finished the chapter with this paragraph, then closed the book, and thought that this bonus chapter build up a forbidden love story with Elain 🤦🏻‍♀️

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Leander has charm and friends galore, but there are whispers that he has a cold, detached side when it comes to his work. They’re just rumors though… right? 😊

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CHAT IS THIS REAL

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every day i go on r/fallout and every day i see threads and threads of people hating on the railroad and using talking points that are explicitly addressed by the railroad members themselves in the game

and then i close reddit and i open my comfy tumblr dash ive filled with wonderful critical thinkers and suddenly i feel my shoulders relax and my jaw unclench

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MARRY HO HO EVERYONE

Here is a badly done edit, but I kinda want to do it to the rest of the LI’s 👀

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sex bots on tumblr dot com desire me carnally in my chatbox but alas im in a relationship with 4 fictional characters so i must refuse their romantic advances

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Is it bad if I actually find these sprites of Leander his most attractive sprites😅😅😅

Also…look at this(this is from the eyebrow meme that I reblogged a couple post down)

Like 😌😌🤭🤭🤭

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I don’t even care if the fallout tv show is bad i am so starved for new content I’ll take whatever they give me and become very annoying about it regardless ok

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Don't Blame Me (Pt 1/5)

Dean Winchester x Reader

Dean's fear of flying explained, a demon he can't kill and so many questions as to what will happen next

Dean Winchester was a man that didn't fear very much so that would lead someone to question exactly where the fear of flying had come from. Was it some irrational fear? The concept alone or something so much more.

Very few people could mention the true root of Dean's fear of flying without him throwing a punch. The subject was and would always be a very sore one. The subject had left a gaping hole in his heart that he never would want to fill.

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Bobby's house was quiet, him and Sam had gone to bed hours before but Dean couldn't sleep. The anniversary of that crash was looming. The one that instilled a fear in him, that changed his life forever and ripped his heart out of his chest.

He sat at the small table in Bobby's kitchen peeling the label off of a lukewarm bottle of beer. The cord of the amulet he wore around his neck seemed to get heavier as the day drew near as if the ring that accompanied the amulet managed to have grown in weight.

He could close his eyes and see your smile, hear your laughter. Why hadn't he gone with you? Or offered to drive you? He knew the logical didn't hold up, him being on that plane wouldn't have changed your fate but he wouldn't have been facing yet another year without you.

That phone call still haunted him to this day. Dean stepped out of the bathroom, running a towel over his wet head. His phone blaring had summoned him out of the bathroom and into the outer area of the motel room him and Sam were crashing in for the night. Sam had gone after food and he was waiting for you to call him and let him know that your plane had landed in Dublin.

His eyebrows furrowed together in confusion when Bobby's number flashed across the screen instead. He sat down on the edge of the bed before answering it "Hey Bobby. What's going on?" There hadn't been many times he'd heard Bobby get emotional, let alone tears being in the older man's voice but it sent a chill directly down his spine even before Bobby spoke. "Dean you haven't seen the news have you?"

He shook his head then spoke into the phone "No, why?" Bobby took a shaky breath before asking "Is Sam there with you son? You don't need to be alone" Dean's heart felt like it was weighed down in that moment, refusing to believe what his brain had already pieced together "Bobby what is it?" "Dean just hold on now..." "GOD DAMMIT BOBBY JUST TELL ME!"

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Sam stopped at the door of the motel room juggling bags in his hands. He'd forgotten to take his cell and Dean was more than likely starving by this point.

He slid the keycard in and walked through the door. The moment he did the bags of food hit the floor. The room was trashed, the TV shattered and Dean was on his knees in the wreckage.

Sam ran to his brother's side, going down to his knees next to him "Dean?" He noticed the way Dean flinched as if just hearing his own name was painful "There was some sort of malfunction" the words seemed as if speaking them ripped something out of Dean but Sam still couldn't make sense of it.

When he remained silent Dean slowly raised his head and the tears in his eyes froze Sam in place "She's gone Sammy. Y/N is gone"

There was no body to be returned, no funeral to be had. Very few of your personal belongings had survived the crash and it'd taken Bobby and Dean lining up with the other families to go through what had gotten recovered to find those.

The ring around Dean's neck had been easy to spot. It had a simple promise Dean had always made to you engraved inside it "Even in death" he'd originally made the joke when he gave you the ring, citing that there was no till death due us part with the two of you because even in death you would be each other's.

Along with the ring had been your favorite bracelet that Dean had given to Bobby, the man had pratically raised you so he deserved something to hold onto as well. It was silver and had the different moon cycles around it. You'd found it at some flea market and had absolutely loved it.

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It seemed insane that a person could be narrowed down to a few objects and memories. A friend, a lover, a daughter. Gone in the blink of an eye and the ones that left being expected to move on as if they never existed.

A pop of thunder outside made Dean flinch. Of course it would be a thunderstorm, you had always loved them. What would it be like if you'd never gotten on that flight? That question would haunt him the rest of his life and beyond.

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Once a year I get into an extreme Fallout mood and feel the need to replay 3, New Vegas, and 4 all over again, and every year I want to fight Todd Howard for his choices.

Todd why can I not romance the person that even the voice actor wants me to romance. Why can I not have the charismatic egg man who suffers from Dead Wife Syndrome™

I hope your pillow is always warm and your food is always cold.