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lauralot89 · 2 days
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Listen up all you horny Dracula fans
You have been given an unlimited budget and an unlimited run time to make your ideal adaptation of Dracula. You can be as faithful or unfaithful as you want, it's all up to you, with one caveat:
Dracula has to have a relationship, sexual or romantic or both, with one of the humans.
Now if I just made a poll right here, the answer would overwhelmingly be Jonathan Harker. Let's be real. Even if you don't personally ship it, he's the one Dracula spends the most time with, he's the one Dracula declares to be his and stares at while saying "I too can love," Jonathan's plot parallels so many damn "pretty lady with dangerous man" narratives like Bluebeard and Scheherazade and so on and so forth, it all writes itself
so I have removed him as a choice because I'm genuinely curious as to who your second choice would be and why
Personally my vote would be Lucy both because she's the only person who doesn't outright hate Dracula (mostly because she never met him while conscious) and also they're parallels to each other in some ways (he has the three brides, she has the three suitors, etc) but I would be interested to see what everybody else is shipping, give me your sexy vampire thesis
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I want Tommy to swoop in and save the day for the wedding. Save Chim like Chim saved him (because parallels)
I want him to bring Chim to Maddie or Maddie to Chim after it happens. Maddie will embrace Chim and Chim will make a joke about nothing was going to stop him from marrying her today, not even a kidnapping (or whatever the fuck happened). Maddie will then take Chim's face in her hands, shake her head at his need to make a joke. She'll have tears in her eyes and will say that he's an idiot but she loves him and kisses him. She'll then pull him in for a hug again, closing her eyes as she holds him tight. Chim doesn't care that he's hurt because he did it ,he made it back to Maddie.
Maddie will open her eyes whilst she's hugging Chim and her gaze will land on Tommy who is stood next to Buck (who's excited cause his hot pilot saved the day) Tommy and Buck are talking, being tactile but Tommy's gaze shifts when he feels eyes on him and locks eyes with Maddie.. He gives her a small smile and she mouths thank you to him and he just gives her a nod to say it was nothing/you're welcome and Maddie just looks between Tommy and Buck and smiles. Chimney makes another joke about them having a wedding to attend and everyone starts chaotically trying to figure out if they can salvage the wedding.
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ifwebefriends · 2 days
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I am not the same person I was before seeing this scene in particular (Major Spoilers for The Sign!!!!!!)
[Video ID. A clip from the Bluey episode “The Sign,” Lazarus Drug by Megan Washington is playing which drowns out all other sounds and dialogue. Bandit looks sad as he’s about to open the drivers side door to the family car. Chilli is in the front passenger seat also looking sad. She looks at Bandit just as gets a call on his smartphone and silently excuses himself to take it. The phone conversation starts as Bandit walks around to the other side of the car from the front. He continues to the sidewalk a few yards away from the car. Chilli looks at Bandit right before the phone call ends and Bandit puts down his phone with a surprised look on his face. He slowly walks to the large “For Sale” sign in the front yard before ripping off the big yellow “Sold” sticker, which confuses Chilli and gets the attention of Bluey and Bingo in the car, Bingo with a raised brow looking confused. Then Bandit turns to look at his family in the car, contemplates for a moment, then dons a determined expression. He then turns back to look up at the “For Sale” sign with clenched fists as we see the sign tower over him, casting a shadow. After a moment, he looks level at the sign and then fiercely grabs the sides of it as Chilli, Bluey, and Bingo look on in shock. He starts to gradually pull it out of the ground with all his might with clenched teeth, a furrowed brow, and a slightly quivering lip. After he finally gets it out, Chilli, Bluey, and Bingo stare at him, eyebrows raised and mouths agape. As the lyric “as I start to break into a billion pieces” plays, Bandit looks backwards, turns a bit, hobbles backwards a bit, and then throws the sign into the middle of the cul-de-sac with what seems like a yell, looking down angrily at it. Zoomed in, Bandit pants for a moment before Chilli tackles him to the ground when the word “shatter” is sung in the song. From an aerial view, Chilli and Bandit are on the ground and Chilli seems to be crying into Bandit’s neck while he grins, putting a hand on her arm. End ID]
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spideyhexx · 2 days
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ghost-proofbaby · 2 days
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every day i wake up thinking about streamer eddie
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Happy unofficial Betty day to those who celebrate!
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brickiebrickie · 28 days
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As much as I love ep 12, I’m really disappointed that the scene of Laios reprimanding Falin didn’t have the same impact as in the manga.
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Especially here.He so deeply cares for her but he’s still very visibly upset that she wasn’t as concerned for her own safety as he was/is.His clench and her soft patting,Laios’s silence and Falin gently assuring him that she’ll be more careful,it’s so emotionally dense.Suddenly Laios isn’t his usual silly self and Falin isn’t as drifty as she’s usually depicted.The tight squeeze he gives her after,once thinking that he had lost her forever.I really wish the anime had this.
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loveindefinitely · 3 months
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task force 141 with a controversially young civilian girlfriend.
-> mentions of large age-gaps, referenced sexual content, alcohol use. afab!fem!reader. minor dubcon (everyone's drunk.)
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thinking that you're studying in uni. working on the side to try and afford rent and, if you're lucky, some noodles every other night. you don't really get seen compared to your friends, who go out clubbing and spend their spare time on dating apps.
one time, your friend drags you to a bar. not usually your scene, considering its clientele is more for tradies, and military-type men. not like the stuck-up blue collar boys at your uni.
cue you getting drunk off your ass, barely even standing, when you bump into one johhny mactavish.
he holds your elbows, your chest crashing into his. gentle with it, too -- kind and sweet and grounding.
"y'alright, lass?" he asks, a small smirk on his face, eyes darting across your frame greedily. he, in all fairness, looks nearly as drunk as you. he stumbles a little with your weight.
you giggle, tilting your head to look at him. say something stupid like, "you don't look like a student."
his brows raise, his dimples deepen. "aye, very smart, hen."
you preen with the compliment, a cheesy grin stuck to your face. you make no move to stand up and leave. you think your friend just left with a guy anyways.
johnny moves you, muscled arm around your waist as he takes you to a booth.
three other men sit in it, only one looking somewhere in a ten-year age bracket to you. they're all impossibly large, filling out the space with ease. your stomach swoops, but you easily blame the alcohol.
manoeuvring you so you sit in his lap, johnny's hand is a comforting weight on your waist. he huffs a laugh.
"didn't realise we were goin' for jailbait, soap," the youngest one chimes, dark features shining in the pub's dim light. his eyes trail your frame silkily.
you can't stop the roll of your eyes -- your inhibitions have made you senseless. "'m not, 'm completely," you drag out the syllables, "legal."
a hand on your thigh makes you jolt, and when you look over, a blonde man with a black medical mask raises an unimpressed brow. "got a problem, kid?"
you shoot him a weak glare. "not a kid. weirdo."
the arm around your waist tightens, as does the weirdo's hand encompassing your thigh.
"not scared of anythin', are you darl'?" the final man in the booth asks, hands folded together where they rest at the table. he looks at least double your age, and that simple fact along with his drawling words has your core tightening.
"what's there to be scared of?" you ask, stupidly. your head tilts to the side, unknowingly moving to rest on johnny's shoulder. he doesn't comment.
"miss bein' young and drunk," gaz sighs, hand softly gripping the gin sat on the table in front of him.
"you look young," your brows furrow, not understanding. how old could he really be, to act so nostalgic of your current predicament? "how old are you guys?"
it's an embarrassing question -- makes you feel like a child all over again. but your interest is quickly peaking, and your need for answers overpowers your need for decorum.
johnny's the one to answer, his lips brushing your ear as he whispers.
"gaz, the pretty one over there, he's twenty-eight," he murmurs, heat stirring low in your gut as you nod mindlessly, meeting gaz's eyes.
johnny stokes his thumb over the skin of your hip, and you curl into him further -- stranger be damned.
"i'm thirty," he hums, and god, he sounds so fucking sensual you're about to melt into his arms. if you aren't already.
"the guy in the mask?" said man's hand tightens impossibly against your skin, fingers just shy of grazing your aching pussy, "he's thirty-seven. got a lot of experience, aye?"
you shudder.
"what about you?" you end up voicing, shyly meeting the last man's gaze. he takes a slow sip of his whiskey.
he leans back into the cushion, eyeing you carefully.
"forty-three."
your thighs squeeze together, and fuck, if that's not a turn-on. no matter how unsafe you should feel, surrounded by four military-grade, older men, it only manages to have you wet beyond belief.
all you can manage is one question.
"take me home?"
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regonold · 7 months
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I kinda want danny who's been adopted by the wanyes to be schmoozing it up at a gala (because listen nothing is funnier than the image of Gotham elites being like oh whats this one's gimmick cus all the other's have something only for danny to just be a dude) only for like the giw to raid the place to get danny ( cus he's a ghost? Cus he's a Fenton? Who knows)
Only for danny to pick up a bottle chug it smash it and vault out a window shouting you'll never catch me alive
Now this increases his reputation with most Gothamites and rouges and absolutely worries the fuck out of the batfam why is the government chasing you danny and hiw are you so good at running
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b0tster · 5 days
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i fucking hate this country
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notdysfunk · 5 months
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strange-aeons · 5 months
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Finally looked at my Spotify wrapped and my top artist is an obscure French Canadian synth pop band. Yes I am in their top 0.01% of listeners. Yes I had one really weird week back in May.
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mishori-o · 7 months
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MORE SCARIAN
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teaboot · 4 months
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IT KEEPS HAPPENING
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itsapmseymour · 11 months
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the only reason alastor hates lucifer so much is because he has a cane, and only he can have a cane. (OBVIOUSLY not because alastor probably hates being on lilths leash so he's trying his hardest to follow her orders so therefore he hates lucifer just bc lilth said to)
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