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lusalemaart · 11 months
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so what if i'm only just now in 2023 watching gurren lagann for the first time... what's it to you.
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biting is a love language biting is a love language Biting Is A Love Language-
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spaciebabie · 10 months
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what did phantom chica expect ta happen? well. not this.
follow up ta this post
which was a follow up ta this post lol
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scribbledghost · 2 months
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I'm neck deep in a maladaptive daydream scenario right now so lemme share it:
You come home after a long day. Your mood is low, you're sore, and you just want to lay down somewhere dark and cry for a bit before you have to wake up tomorrow and try to be human again.
Except when you walk through your front door, you notice something very, very conspicuous. And equally as alarming.
You live alone. So why is there a massive guy just hanging around in your house?
You start to panic, naturally. But before you can sprint back out of the house, a deep, British voice calls to you.
"Hey, hey, take it easy, love. It's okay, it's just me. I'm not gonna hurt you."
The voice stops you cold. Because you recognize it.
From the video game you were playing last night.
You steal a glance at the television, and the man standing in front of you catches the action. He's got his hands up - clad in black gloves, of course - like he's trying to approach a spooked animal.
"You know who I am, love."
"Y... you're not real."
"Depends on your definition of 'real'," he corrects. "Might not have been out and walkin' about, but I was real enough to you."
You're still confused. Of course you are - some stranger is in your house pretending to be the video game character you've been fantasizing about for months. But the man in front of you isn't Ghost. He can't be.
Right?
"I know you still don't believe me," he says. "Can't blame ya. Here, let's see if this helps."
And then, right before your eyes, the man shifts. He doesn't look - or sound - like Ghost anymore. He sounds like another favorite character of yours.
"Look familiar?"
He shifts again. Another face you know from your imagination.
"How 'bout now?"
Once again, he shifts. Three more times, three more characters, before he goes back to Ghost.
You do everything you can think of to debunk what you're seeing. But everything points to the same conclusion -
Your fictional crush is standing in your living room, plain as day.
Your face must betray your disbelief, because "Ghost" spends the next ten minutes trying to convince you that you're not having a big, grand hallucination. He gently grabs your hand, runs a thumb along your cheek, even presses a tender kiss to your forehead.
They all feel real. Real enough for your chest to ache.
"Why are you here?" you manage to ask. "Why now?"
He shrugs.
"'Cause you needed me," he says plainly.
It stirs something inside of you, and you slowly reach forward to place a hand on his chest. You feel his warmth radiating from beneath the black hoodie he wears, and if you concentrate enough, you can feel his heartbeat too. 
“If y’really don’t want me here, I’ll go,” he says, resting one of his hands atop yours. “I’ll tuck back into your head and leave you be.”
“...What do you want?”
“I wanna help. ‘S my job, innit? ‘S why I’m here, lovie. ‘S why you made me.”
You don’t tell him to leave.
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hopelessromantic5 · 3 months
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Merlin had kissed people before. Many people in fact. Will, Gwaine, Freya, a number of stablehands, even once a visiting lord who was nice, but not nice enough. Or maybe he was too nice. But he wasn’t Arthur. And after he had that thought, Merlin was almost repulsed by the man, it wasn’t his fault.
But nothing. Nothing he’d ever felt in his life came close to this.
He’s reminded of something he read once. The first record of kissing in human history. In essence, they considered it inhaling each others souls.
That’s exactly what this felt like. It felt like Arthur was somehow taking and giving something that can’t be seen or even defined.
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scrollofgrease · 4 months
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Starting 2024 as I mean to go on, blorbing on the chromebook 😌
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kiwipineappleparasol · 5 months
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A Couple Things from a Few Months Ago ☁️
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skunkes · 5 months
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mayhem07 · 6 months
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Sorry for not posting in like forever, Take a modern apocalypse downfall duo 🤠
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b4kuch1n · 1 year
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hahaha wheee haha
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dustykneed · 3 months
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for context: star trek into darkness (specifically, my take on the implications of bones doing what he had to do and the emotional fallout of those missing scenes) (not that ive seen it!! but ive read enough fic to know the gist of it LMAO) (can you believe this started as an impulse draw to see if i could use pastels to convey heavy emotions and now im writing a very very long headcanon in my notes app.)
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Leonard goes and he plays god, and injects Jim with that godforsaken blood, and then there is nothing left to do but wait.
He sinks into the chair at his desk, and steeples his fingers together. It occurs to him that these circumstances are the sort that would drive any religious man to bow his head and clasp his hands together, like so, and pray.
--but he is a doctor, and he has never been religious, and he has a duty to do, and he has broken his oath, and there is blood on his hands and flecking his shirt.
Leonard sits very still at his desk and weeps, and he does not pray.
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sorry to all of y'all who had to find out i was an angst goblin this way <///3 but basically the hc/rough fic is an extension of the angst potential of that one scene where jim wakes up and fixates on spock (and his lack of response towards bones is never addressed afterwards i think? not sure but it's an interesting premise imo)
brief summary: bones never gets closure from jim after he wakes up because jim and spock get together immediately after and it just slips their minds, so bones is stuck in "oh god jim's dying" mode and feels absolutely terrible, but the bridge crew helps a bit by being there for him to hang out with, but still bones does overwork while trying to work through the sense of wrongness of not being able to have his emotional needs met after the whole jim dying fiasco and feeling like his best friend has forgotten him. he admittedly makes good progress (by which i mean he's able to take really big overwhelming feelings and put them away well enough in his daily life to function relatively normally) but the crushing grief is always in the background. about a month or so after spirk gets together, spock accidentally brushes bones' arm and is absolutely slammed by a wave of unexpected exhaustion and emotional pain and is like ??????!!!????????? long story short he drags bones to jim and bones cries for the first time since jim "died" and it is immensely cathartic and then jim blurts out a confession because he has horrible timing and asks bones to join him and spock and obviously bones cries harder and spock is about to smack jim upside the head lmao (bones says its way too much to process and he needs time but hes not exactly opposed, and they all start spending more time together, and then eventually bones is like fuck it and asks for a kiss and they finally get together !!!!!!)
as a treat for reading all of my mildly insane word vomit y'all get a soft bittersweet aos mcspirk scribble<33
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gotta love aos jim's majestic eyebrows and aos spock's general sort of >:[ expression!! really growin on me tbh
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heart-of-a-rebel16 · 2 months
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something something Kallus’ freckles being a star map to lira san
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come get yer juice (aka some 'stocks i never posted </3)
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spaciebabie · 1 year
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2 spoinger doodles i did. 2nd one i did 2day in Preparation for Spinger Maid Outfit
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Okay I'm very curious now about people's fallen london ocs and memory loss/amnesia because there are more characters with gaps in their past than I initially expected to see, so! Answer for your main oc, probably, unless you have an alt you'd prefer to answer for.
Also, feel free to specify in the tags the cause if you know it! Whether it be dissociative, irrigo-based, etc, I'd love to hear about it. :-)
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craacked-splatters · 8 months
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It's done!! A few little scribbles for @s-creations FANTASTIC au!! Their writing style is so cool and soft. I love it so much! It's one of my favorites ever for this fandom, always microwaving in my brain when I least expect it but hey I ain't complaining.
I don't wanna spoil anything but if you're looking for a good au fic this ones really good. 10/10 will continue to recommend. It has several parts to it but you can start reading here!
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