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aboutmonstersandmen · 1 month

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if we are to be submerged let us be submerged together

taís' endless list of favorite albums: This Place Will Become Your Tomb (2021) - Sleep Token

#my favorite edit so far #should've gifed II's offerings for this too #but nvm #tatasfavalbums #sleep token #this place will become your tomb #sleep token vessel #dailymusicians #**#mine

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mikaikaika · 1 year

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Can't wait for Missa to come home to a deranged sugar baby trying to kidnap his husband, an adopted rockstar son, a new granddaughter to take care of, Quackity trying to live in their backyard to steal said granddaughter and the entirety of their lawn being turned into a giant ass potato farm.

#Oh his poor soul #He's not prepared for this #Can't wait till he goes like Chayanne! like he does and emerges not one but two eggs #And Chayanne going this is Tallulah my niece‚ her dad which is my brother is away on the world tour so we are taking care of her #And also quackity might try to kidnap her #Like #My man's not ready 😭#Oh I forget the non functioning fishing pond in his house #But nvm #Missa Sinfonia #Missa #Chayanne #Tallulah #Quackity #Philza #Q! Meme #Wilbur soot #Qsmp #Mika's billboard bangers

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torturedpoettsv · 1 month

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Gujia khaane se zyada banane mai maza aati hai meko

#kyuki js din holi hoti hai #usse pehle waali raat mai humare ghar mai #saare log gujia rasgulla aur bohot sab banate hai #in simple words the fun about it is that #moments like those are rare #so they are very precious #shayd meri bakwaas samjh na aayi ho #but nvm #happy holi guyzzz #desiblr #desi stuff #tumblr #tumblog #indian aesthetic

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nev3rfound · 1 year

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here with you : j.m

something a bit different, my love for pedro is only growing and this series is breaking my heart.

sweet night in with joel, pre apocolypse. (established relationship between joel x fem reader) 1.2k

lotta fluff (cause this man deserves it), implied smut but not explicit, no spoilers for tlou.

Sitting on the sofa, your eyes wandered over to the clock. It’s already gone 8.

With a sigh, you rearrange the couch cushions, nestling yourself in as you change the channels knowing you’re in for a late one tonight.

A few hours pass by the time you hear his truck pull up outside, catching the reflection of the headlights dimming in the glass frames of photos lining the wall.

The door quietly opens and closes, of course, he’d be conscious of waking you, hell, he’s had plenty of practice. “Wondered where you got to.” You call out, letting him know he doesn’t have to pace around silently or attempt to.

Joel chuckles to himself, hanging his jacket up on the crooked hook, and watches it slip off once again before trying to straighten the hook. "I gotta fix that damn thing."

Lifting your head up from the warm spot you formed on the sofa, a tired smile graces your lips. “You’re home.” With a sleep heavy voice, you lift your arms up, motioning for him to join.

"I told you not to be waiting up on me." Joel begins to walk toward you, each step heavier than the last which you can’t help but note. His eyes barely manage to remain open, and his usual half smile sinks.

“Come ere.” Tugging on his top, he almost collapses into you, muttering an exhausted apology. "What kept you this time then?" You ask, glancing down as you run your fingers through his greying brown tufts.

Joel groans under his breath, shuffling you both so you lay on your side, his hand cradles your back to keep you both on the sofa. "Tommy got the wrong part, had to fix three hours of framin'."

Chuckling under your breath, Joel furrows his brows at your response. "You really blaming your brother? Again?" You nudge him lightly, weening a hint of a grin from the man. "Anyway, Sarah rang whilst you were out."

You can feel Joel's grasp on you tense and explain. "She rang to say how much fun she was having, surprisin, I know. Half expected her to ring telling me she upset the poor girl for her stance on the new Britney album or something." Resting your hand on Joel's your fingers glide along the back of his hand, feeling the rough skin and splinters.

"Sounds like Sarah alright." Joel mumbles, tiredness now coaxing his voice.

With a heavy sigh, you roll yourself off of the sofa with a thud. “Come on,” Lifting your body up, you take a hold of Joel’s hand, tugging it lightly. “we’re going to bed, Miller.”

“Okay,” Joel yawns, sluggish movements following behind you up the stairs and into his room. “’least it’s Saturday tomorrow.” He rubs his eyes, flinching as you switch the bedside lamp on, illuminating your sweet smile.

“You know what that means?” You raise a brow teasingly.

“Oh, I think I got an idea.” He chuckles lowly before rushing to your side, tackling you onto his bed, and trapping you under his frame, listening to your laughter fill the room. “Breakfast in bed, right, sugar?”

Wrapping your arms around his neck, urging him closer you lightly kiss him before answering. “And all the extras, just for you.”

“Now that sounds like heaven to me.” Joel mutters into your lips before kissing you once more and begins to run his fingers along your neck and down your chest whilst the other supports himself above you. “I gotta admit though, Saturday is a long time away.” You hum in agreement, mischievousness lacing your gaze.

“I mean, we might as well treat ourselves a little bit earlier than planned, no harm in that, right?” You shrug playfully.

Tugging on your trousers, Joel smiles to himself. “None whatsoever.” He adds, reaching over to turn the lamp off.

*

Daylight starts to filter through the blinds, daring to peek through the thin cotton curtains and splay across you both.

Joel is the first to wake, as per usual. He squints at the sunlight, shifting slightly only to find himself stuck.

Looking down, his gaze softens. You’re using his arm as a pillow, nestled into his chest lazily with one arm slung across his torso and the other curled into your own chest.

“Mornin’,” Joel whispers into your hair. With his free hand, he brushes your hair from your eyes and tucks it behind your ear.

Having missed his whisper, Joel leans closer and brushes his lips across the top of your head. “Huh?” You mumble, curling up into the sheets, tugging them over your head. “Oh don’t tell me I hogged the bed again?” Tiredness laces your morning voice, but the sight of your sleepy smile warms Joel’s once cold heart.

“For once you’re good.” Joel tells you. “However, I could do with my arm back before it loses all feeling.” He wiggles it, catching your attention as you avert your gaze to the trapped limb in question.

With a swift movement, you’re kneeling upright and notice the indent you’ve left on his arm. “I better not have drooled on you.” You sigh. “I didn’t drool, did I?” You ask, feeling heat creeping up your neck as Joel simply looks at you. “Joel?”

Waving your hand in front of his face, he remains quiet, just taking this moment in for all it’s worth.

Lifting the dead weight, he can feel the tingles of sensation begin to course through.

“You didn’t drool, darlin.” Resting his functional arm, he cups your cheek which is slightly indented from leaning on his arm all night along with part of the pillow’s pattern.

“Then why you smilin’ like that?” Resting your hands on your hips in a playful fashion, Joel can’t help but feel his exterior soften further.

“If only you could see yourself in the mirror.” He shakes his head, tugging you back into his embrace. “So intimidating.” He feigns fear, watching your eyes roll into the back of your head and laugh dryly in response.

“So funny, Miller. Yet here we are, must’ve won you over somehow.” You remind him, now resting your head on the cool pillow as opposed to his arm.

Shuffling to be at level with you, words fail to form a valid response. He knows it’s true, somehow, you weaned your way into the rock he called a heart. With time, you chiseled away at it without realizing it. Every smile, laugh, and interaction he saw you have with Sarah and Tommy. He didn’t realise the concrete lacing his veins slowly began to crack until he felt it pumping blood back through to his heart, hearing it beat once more.

“Yeah, whatever you say.” He comments, resting his hand on your cheek. What he wished he could say was so much deeper, the thought hovered in his mind, but the words failed to follow.

“Come on then,” You take his palm and kiss it before sitting upright and throwing back the covers. “got breakfast to make, handsome.”

Joel watches as you head out of the room and into the bathroom. He leans back in bed, taking it all in, the simplicity of it all and the joy it brings.

Feeling the full sensation now return to his arm, pins and needles having passed he too sits upright, realizing you’re worth all the pins and needles, as long as he gets to see you smile in the mornings.

#joel miller deserves happiness #but nvm #joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller oneshot #joel miller x you #joel miller fluff #joel miller angst #joel miller imagine #joel miller imagines #tlou #the last of us imagine #the last of us imagines #tlou imagine #tlou imagines

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princessanneftw · 5 months

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Princess Anne and Tim Laurence attending the Five Nations match between France and Scotland at the Parc Des Princes Stadium in Paris on 6 February 1993

#i think i’ve posted all of these before but i just felt like putting them together because feels #I think scotland lost lol #but nvm #observe the newlywed babies #i ship it so hard #princess anne #princess royal #tim laurence #timothy laurence #throwback

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akq96618 · 8 months

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#high and low #jesse #mighty warriors #fanart #my art #actually i draw this for naoto's birthday #but nvm #3jsb #sandaime jsoul brothers #naoto #high&low

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terrys-min-catl · 5 days

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Ep 246 spoiler(?)

"You better not have forgotten my story again."

(I'm late, but mehh, bad state shows mercy to no one.)

#wtnv #art #welcome to night vale #wtnv art #wtnv abby #sketch #wtnv cecil #ep 246 #I like the line but not the way how I drew it #expressions are not exactly like I imagine but it is beat I can do at the moment #I still cant figure out how I see Abby #let this one be 1st ver #something wrong #but nvm #like this ep #my ideas running out

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brutushypeman · 1 year

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“mark antony’s oration over the body of julius caesar” but for some reason cassius is wearing a super cool helmet

#my art #i was supposed to redraw the whole painting #but nvm #ancient rome #hbo rome #mark antony #marcus junius brutus #gaius cassius longinus #julius caesar #ides of march #silly guys #uhhhhhh #roman republic #and many more tags

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kuaille · 7 months

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crazy how in rottmnt we know more about casey jr than cassandra

#teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #cassandra jones #casey jones #casey jr #isn't she supposed to be rottmnt's casey jones?#bc it definitely doesn't feel like this #if i wasn't lazy i could also talk abt how they replaced her for junior in the movie #but nvm

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real-sun-wukong-fan01 · 1 year

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His heart pounds as he stares at the limp body of his old ‘friend’ laying on the ground. It’s too familiar of a sight for his liking. Wukong doesn’t move, feeling like his feet are frozen to the dirt beneath him.

Macaque groans quietly, his body shifting as he tries to get up. Blood is pulsing from a wound in the simian’s head, weaving through his thick fur to run down his face, dying the red fur a deeper crimson as it trickles into Macaque’s good eye. The air around them is thick and stagnant, as if the wind itself was holding its breath while the shadow-wielder struggles to stand. His glamour drops.

Now with his six ears revealed to any who watch, he manages to lift himself onto his fours. Sun Wukong hates the way fear looks on Mac’s face; He always has. The way he furrows his brows and his ears prick. But his Macaque never did that anymore. His Macaque never showed any vulnerability anymore.

It strikes the Great Sage at the same time it strikes his opponent: an overwhelming confusion. Macaque’s eyes go wide as he takes in his surroundings, panic evident in the way his eyes flit all over.

Until they land on him.

Then a look of pure relief washes over Macaque’s face. He opens his mouth to speak but only coughs. “Sun…”

The way he says his name is pleading, reaching out toward the golden monkey with wide, desperate eyes. “Help- I don’t..” Bewildered, Wukong stays put. “Where are we?..”

(this will be in parts so that i don’t clog the dash)

#submission #YEAHAHHA #YESS #i wanted to #write #but nvm #amnesia rules au

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ryanatwoodenthusiast · 6 months

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i'm here to inform everyone that i firmly believe that chicken girls season 7 is the best piece of media ever created

#/s #just started my rewatch #s7 is the best cg season in my opinion #i like the 2nd generation more probably bc i was actually watching their seasons while they came out #everything just went downhill after s9...#haven't continued watching s11 since watching episode 1 oops #well i watched the first minute of the 2nd episode or something like that #but nvm #i might be liveblogging (?) my reactions if that's what you call it?#but i'll be tagging it so you can block the tag or something #i don't really know how any of that works #brat tv #chicken girls

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mujhe-kya-me-to-insaan-hu · 4 months

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