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livingjoke · 9 months
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Charles and Erik but instead of "old friend" they just call each other "fag"
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veronicathegoddess · 1 year
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i miss getting throat fucked 🥲
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The fact that he could just said "I fixed Zendaya's door once and now we're in love" just makes me think that he said girlfriend because that's what she was at the time he fixed the door but now she's something more/different
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ivorydragoness44 · 1 year
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Imagine Murtagh returning home:
Murtagh watched for a moment as Thorn took off back into the air. It felt as if it had been to long. He would agree it was. Returning home had pressed on his mind more as the end of his journey came near.
Now, his legs could not carry him fast enough to the structural embodiment of his home. The person within it, more so.
Entering through the front door, he half expected a warm welcome to greet him before he could step indoors. However, he saw no one in sight. Even after calling their name, nothing. He did not want to startle his love by touching their mind. No matter how gentle.
On his way toward the bedroom, he began unbuckling his belt. The cloak he wore beneath it was in terrible need of a washing.
Opening his mouth to call out his favorite combination of syllables again, he froze. A trample of footsteps approached his side. He hardly had time to turn his head to the sound when the figure appeared and rushed into him. A strike of pain coursed over his back as he found himself on the floor.
"Murtagh!" You cried out joyously.
He chuckled, not knowing where the ache of the impact began and your grip on him ended. "Hello, darling," he smiled, wrapping his arms around you as you peppered his face with your lips.
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In celebration of the announcement of the Murtagh novel, I was inspired by the collective excitement.
I hope you like it 🙂
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deimcs · 4 days
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spent no less than 3 hours getting footage today and i'm not even done, good thing i gif for myself and the like 2 other moots along for the ride cause this shit is really crazy
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arebirthingofsorts · 1 year
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i put something in the tags under this post but i wanna post it forrealzies too because i cannot stop thinking about it.
it's just that in the church of the doodler scene, sparrow (as lark) was saying how it's all his fault and in the papa johns this season, lark (as sparrow) was saying it's all his fault and like GOD there's just something about them, as each other, indirectly/directly putting blame on each other for everything but simultaneously blaming themselves for causing the doodler world and the swap... AND ALSO i think the papa johns scene could be lark still upset with sparrow for throwing blame on him while acting as him. even though it was both of their plan. there's no way he knew sparrow was gonna say all that... that must've stung. even though he believes it; even though he probably said those words to sparrow first when making this plan,,, still hurts. cus it feels like just straight up projection on both of their ends to say stuff like that. stuff they believe about themselves directed towards the other.
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We have a "date". His words, not mine x) and not really a date date either tho.. just plans for when he comes to visit.
When he comes to visit. Jesus.
I told him I'm nervous as hell, and he ofc was his calm, reassuring self as usual.
-smacks heart with a fly swatter- DOWN! -smack-
Why are feelings???? There are so many and idk what they want or what they mean, and I keep thinking "it's nothing, I'm just getting a stomach bug.." like the true Amos Burton with which I share a name and a particular streak of idiocy.
-gnaws the furniture-
I'm not usually this fuckin' manic. Frazzled! Barely hinged! I'm overthinking this way too much. I shouldn't, but I can't help it. So how do I stop doing it???
20 years... Jesus h. Christ.. (what is the h even for?!?)
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I can hear ice cream truck music
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dukedyke · 2 years
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if you're wondering how long my bath was, after the first hour i had to get out and refill the bubbles
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caramella120 · 2 years
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I just realized why I love the movie so much!
Including me my parents have 6 kids (excluding my half sisters) - there are 6 kids in the family madrigal
My grandparents have 3 daughters - Alma has 3 kids
I have never met one of my uncles - the whole Bruno situation (or one of the siblings doesn't have a love interest from the children's point of view)
My family is extremely talented and smart, I struggle to find my point amongst them - the gifts and mirabel
I'm currently the most creatively active - mirabel is extremely creative
big point: I can relate to almost every character.
I'm half white and black, so mixed - half of the kids are mixed ( I know it's not quite the same but I've felt represented in a Disney movie for the first time in my live)
My family has lots of trauma - it's what the movie is about
I also realize that mirabel would've been my favorite if the movie had came out when I was 15. But my fav is pepa cuz I'm gay and she's so intriguing.
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snnynatural · 15 days
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“Tell you what. You can take me away. With you. We can get married and honeymoon in Hawaii.” (Wesley)
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"I  REPEAT,  SOMEBODY  TAKE  THIS  CHILD  AWAY  FROM  ME!!!!"
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vampgf · 26 days
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i need to be outside
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poertyrishy · 5 months
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I'm never drinking coffee again
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fantasmagorico · 6 months
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i have to wake up early tomorrow and i can't sleep
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doonarose · 7 months
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Take two at writing a quick, fast, short, fight and fuck fic. Replace the fight with the relief of a save, take lots of miraculous shortcuts, have the characters constantly talking about how fast everything is going.
Result: Slightly longer than the last failed attempt.
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wikagirl · 11 months
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wip of one of my oc's weapon loadout
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