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seldonhari · 19 hours
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Alfred Molina Breaks Down His Career x
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trialssam · 1 day
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Do you think about how much Sam must have thought that he should never have been born in the first place? A lot, actually ☹️
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sweetmoew · 1 day
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Idk
Idk I don’t like the hand placement but whtvsss☹️☠️
Shoe design so random just pretend he drew tht on
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d0v3uae · 2 days
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MY POOKIESSSSSS
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tzitzimitl-eztli · 1 day
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Here is the link to the other blog although it actually is X (twitter) I will upload content later
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shammy-yipee · 3 days
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I saw yesterday @discobowser in roblox. It was epic 0_o
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I FORGOT TO DRAW A BOW FOR PINE TREE srry
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star-born-mars · 7 hours
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Coming Home to You
Introspective!Jason comes home from a rough night of being the Red Hood.
TW: implied sexual content (sort of), mentions of blood, gore, Jason typical violence, and nudity, lots of swearing.
If I need to add anything, please let me know.
Despite what the Bats might think, Jason doesn't usually enjoy killing the people that he does. He doesn't enjoy having to shower blood and gore off before he hits the hay at the end of the night. He doesn't enjoy having to wash his cloths multiple times or in some cases just throw them out when the stains won't come out.
He doesn't get off on the way grown, prison-hardened, Gotham grime-coated men start pissing themselves when the sound of his boots hitting concrete reaches their ears.
He doesn't enjoy the way they beg him for their lives. The way that they get on their knees and plead, like Jason did when he was stuck in that warehouse, far from home, and far from anyone who cared about what happened to him.
It's something Jason thought about on nights like this, where he trudged to the nearest safe house in his rotation, hands soaked up to his elbow in blood and other questionable gore, clothes destined for a burner, and something broken inside him being pressed on by a weight, a weight that Jason could never find the origin of.
He trudged up into the apartment, nudging the door shut with the least bloody body part he had, unstrapping his armor.
He'd just gotten his chest plate off when the Pit started pinging in his head like some malignant radar.
It was something he had gotten better at ignoring the longer it had been in his head, but tonight had pressed just a little too much weight on whatever was broken inside of him.
It's the only reason he had for the gun he whipped out and cocked, aimed right at her head, right in between those pretty brown eyes that Jason had remembered even when he was catatonic in the League.
"Rough night?" she asked, curled up in one of his sweaters with a book in her hand, long bare legs draped over the arm of the chair.
The only reason Jason didn't drop his gun was pure instinct and reflex.
"Fucking shit, doll," Jason snapped as he dropped it to his side again, "I was gonna fucking shoot you."
She hummed, like she didn't really believe him, setting the book on the coffee table and swinging her legs back in front of her so she could stand.
His sweater fell off one shoulder and covered the shorts she was wearing. She looked like something out a movie or a novel, not someone who should have had anything to do with a man like Jason.
"I trust you," she told him, walking over to stand right in front of him, seemingly ignoring the murder scene all over him. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up. Clothes are one thing, but there's no fucking way you're getting in bed with me like that."
Jason huffed a laugh, which was about as much as he could muster at the moment.
"Jay," she murmured. "Come on, shower, then bed. I have a meeting at ten and I'd like to get some sleep. Preferably with you in bed with me."
Normally, Jason would've made a comment, would've said something flirty or dickish, but he didn't have it in him tonight.
"Okay doll," he agreed. "You didn't have to wait up for me."
"I know," she said. "I want to. I like knowing that I'm the first thing you see when you get home. I also like knowing that you're safe and unharmed."
Jason was pretty sure that he had never done anything to deserve that. He told her as much.
"There are very few categories in life where I believe in things like 'deserving', baby. I chose you, all those years ago, and I still choose you every day. I love you, Jason. It's not about deserving or being worthy, it's about the choices we make. And right now, your choices are getting in the shower or sleeping on the floor."
"You gonna be in the shower with me?" Jason asked.
"I can be. Depending on when you get that cute ass in the shower," she told him, crossing her arms over her chest.
Jason, knowing that she really did have a meeting in the morning, knowing that he would sleep better with her in the bed, got his 'cute ass' in the shower.
A/N: Should I be writing the three essays that I have due at the end of this week? Yes. Will I be doing that? No. Why? I have Jason Todd Brain Rot. Again.
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kiwiiiman · 2 days
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A JMart comic that came to me in a dream. RIP Martin Blackwood you would’ve loved the tortured poets society
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mg1dotcom · 3 days
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hey gamers
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fried-circutry · 23 hours
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ghgggggggrgghhgghghhghhhhhhh
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puddledfishhh · 2 days
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w0rmk1ngl4nce · 16 hours
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HES A WIFE-BEATER DAN USE THE GUN!
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sluttyscarrs · 2 days
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i actually miss my scene style i need to draw in it again
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alcazarofthestars · 2 days
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More brainrots<3
I KNOW THAT I'VE BEEN INACTIVE FOR LIKE A WEEK BUT HEAR ME OUT:
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THIS
THIS BEAUTIFUL MAN
SO I GOT THIS IDEA WHEN I WAS WALKING BACK FROM SCHOOL
SO IMAGINE:
Casper with an angel reader in an enemies to lovers situation where the reader's job is to help people in near death scenarios so they would fight/bicker a LOT but this bickering slowly turns into flirting and then they started dating BUT heaven doesn't allow this so the higher angels try to separate you two by locking you away in a tower in heaven where no one can reach you. Heartbroken, he went on a rampage and burst into heaven to search for you and went on to kill quite a lot of angels before being sealed away for a thousand years or so. When the reader wakes up she doesn't remember anything besides her job. When Casper broke free the first thing he saw was you with another man.
OR
A reader who's the angel of death and collects the souls of people who belong in heaven while he collects souls of people who belong in hell. Usually they shouldn't collide but every once in a blue moon there will be someone who has an equal amount of sins and good deeds. This led them to get to know each other better and even develop feelings for each other but the reader knows that they just can't be because of their jobs and tried to distance themselves from him but ended up failing. Your heart just can't take it! But one day you overheard some gossips from the elder angels that they knew about your relationship and were planning on "taking him out" so he wouldn't interfere with your job. When they were about to do it, the reader put themselves in front of him and ended up getting reincarnated as a human with no memories. Casper found out about this and started stalking you. You still had the same personality and charisma, it's almost as if nothing happened. He took on a more human form and started to talk to you and make you trust him, after a while he found out that you were already in a relationship with someone else... This can't be right. You promised to be with HIM. You are HIS partner. No no, you're just not in your right mind, yes, that's it. Don't worry, he'll knock you back to your senses<3.
OR
MAYBE A SOULMATE SITUATION WITH HIM WHERE HE'S AN IMMORTAL AND YOU'RE A MORTAL WHO IS CURSED TO DIE SOON
Idk if someone made this before tho
Maybe I'll continue this Brainrot sometime... But my motivation is at an all time low rn...
so have this badly written Brainrot to wait
-With love, Lythia <3
P.S. feel free to write a fic with this plot(s) but PLEASE credit me
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girlbossblog444 · 13 hours
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Best song name🔥🔥🔥 (bro just went hthrvtbefwmgeebfhjifeegqxejrh)
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empty1ness · 8 hours
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A QUESTION FOR AROACES! (by: a aroace too)
Today i was talkin' with my partner how isnt aroace and we re debating about phsyical expressions of love, in a moment he says how much important It is to kiss for him, bc in your conception its a the most true expression of phsyical love, i never kiss anyone before and idk how i feel about this or if I rlly want do this everyday in the future.
How do u guys feel about kissing? Does it means smthg to you?
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