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ekingstonart · 9 months
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“Come on Kara, you’re making us late.”
“You’re saying that as if there’s anywhere else in the world I’d rather be right now.”
“Sap.”
“Yes.”
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tyresdeg · 5 months
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arrowmclaren a picture-perfect card for the holidays. 📸🎁
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thatfuckinjester · 4 months
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okay but what if phantom truly believed that after the tour he would be banished back to the pit and every night he looked at the sky, learned everything that he could about the stars because they don't have them in the pit, and hated how much he loved them because he's so sure that he'll never get to see them again?
what if phantom passionly hates every stat that he spent so much time learning about just because he knows that he'll never get to see them again?
what if phantom spent so much time loving everything that at the last night of the tour he decided that he hates it all because he don't want to miss it?
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keiyaku-tako · 10 days
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do you count as a wet spider?
…A what.
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skoulsons · 1 year
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Thinking about the difference in these two pictures. The first, she is frantic and scared. In this moment, she is not willing to be embraced. She’s still fighting against him and is no where near calm. In the second, her expression is more relaxed. She’s realized it’s Joel. The adrenaline is starting to wear down knowing he’s here and that she’s safe with him now. She’s willing to be embraced now, half of it being her moving towards his chest on her own, and the other half being him guiding her to it.
All this to say, these shots we’ve seen in the countless gifs and trailers are not back to back. There is time between them. Time of Ellie realizing it’s him, time for calm reassurances, and time for her to physically relax (look at their height difference. She is significantly lower in the second as opposed to the first. She is probably on her knees and sitting tall in the first one, but falls back to sitting on her heels in the second when she realizes it’s him) before the embrace.
Thinking about an “Ellie! Hey, It’s me. Look, look…it’s me” with a hand to her cheek. How she’ll let out a questionable “Joel?” Not believing he’s real because the last time she saw him, he was out cold. Thinking about a “I’m here, babygirl”
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Infirmary Room Confessions
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A/N: Hey y'all! I used to be active on tumblr (a different blog for a different fandom) eons ago and have recently just been lurking in the background on this one. However, I thought, why not give it a go? So here we are, a short Ted Lasso fic to start me off and hopefully get me an in for the Ted Lasso tumblr community!
Pairing: Ted Lasso x hurt!reader
Description: After an accident during training, Y/N ends up in Richmond's infirmary, pleased to see who is there when she wakes up.
Word Count: 948 words
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When you offered to help during training after Keeley gave you the day off, you certainly didn’t expect to end up with a football to the face. You were only meant to be taking videos of the boys’ goal drills for the coaches team to review later. Ted said something about it being the perfect entertainment for “Secret Sandwich Switcheroo”, to which Beard nodded while Roy rolled his eyes and muttered what sounded like “what in the fuck” under his breath.
A minor detail you had forgotten though, was your magnet-seeming relationship with all things bad luck. As your head hit the hard ground of the pitch at the impact of the flying ball, you suddenly remembered this detail. A chorus of your name was yelled at different volumes, your eyes slowly blinking through the pain as you stare up at the cloudy sky.
In a matter of what felt like seconds, a certain gaffer was at your side, his bushy eyebrows furrowed in concern as he stared at you. You attempted to shake your head, hoping to dissuade any of his worries, although the motion elicited a groan from deep in your soul. 
“Oh God, Y-Y/N, are you okay? Don’t worry, Dani is getting the med bag,” you could identify the voice as Ted’s but had trouble concentrating on the actual words, responding with a murmur before your view of the light blue expanse turned to darkness.
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As your eyes opened once again, a light pressure on your thigh squeezed lightly, “Why, hey there, Sonny and Cher.” A small chuckle left your lips while you turned your head to the side, setting sight on the normally chipper man seated next to you, a bit gloomier than normal. 
“Did I ruin today’s training?” 
Ted smiled softly, even when laying in Nelson Road’s infirmary, an ice pack on your head as they waited to test you for a concussion, you were worried about others. “No, sweetheart. Coach and Roy have the boys finishing their drills right now. They’re all pretty worried about you, though.”
You looked at him inquisitively, “Worried about me? What for?” Ted’s eyes widened as he let out a soft and joking scoff, “What for? Y/N, you’re every bit a part of the team as me and every one of those players. They all know it and so do I. Rebecca and Keeley have been texting from their meeting in London to check on you. All of us care about you and want you to be safe.” 
Looking down, your eyes slightly watered. Ted’s kind words ruminated in your mind, taking claim as the true reason behind the tears rolling down your cheeks, though you would adamantly argue they were a result of your pounding headache. Trying to take the pressure off of you, you decide to tease the American as you look up, “Well if they’re all worried about me, how come you’re the only one here?”
A slight blush covered Ted’s cheeks as he glanced down, his tongue sticking out slightly in thought as he met your eyes again quickly before looking around the room, “Someone had to be here to check on you when you decided to grace us with your presence again.” You looked around and noticed the chair at the desk of the team’s doctor was slowly spinning, suggesting she had only recently stood up and left the room. 
Turning back to the brunette with a raised eyebrow and a growing smirk on your face, you decided to push him a little more. Sure, you two always had a natural banter, and over time your feelings for him had changed from platonic to something more, but your uncertainty about if the feelings were mutual kept you from pushing the boundaries. With your current state of mind, all worries about ruining your friendship were replaced with a mix of pain, confusion, and complete infatuation with the tender-hearted man. 
“Interesting…that person couldn’t be Dr. Sanchez? The trained professional?” Ted blushed once again at your words, caught in his small fib. “Oh well sure but,” Ted clears his throat, “I thought maybe it would be comforting to wake up to a friendly face. And I would regret it for the next while if I wasn’t that friendly face for you.” 
A smile appeared on your face, bashfully looking down only to notice that his hand was still on your thigh, his thumb rubbing comforting circles on the athletic fabric covering your skin. Turning your attention back to the man, seeing him wear a smile that resembles yours, you place your hand on top of his, “I’d be happy any day of the week if the face that greets me when I open my eyes is yours.”
Ted chuckles lightly as he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, “Well then I guess we’ll have to see to that. Just without the whole ball to the face and knot on the back of the head, yeah?”
Nodding slightly so as to not worsen the pain in your head, you readily agree, “Sounds good to me Coach Lasso. As long as I’m not banned from all future trainings.”
Ted scoffs, moving his hand from your thigh to intertwine your fingers together. “You must be losin’ marbles if you think I’m ever gonna let you out of my sight after today,” a giggle leaves your lips at his comment as he brings your hands to his mouth, kissing the back of yours. Your laughter turns into a content hum as you relax into the infirmary pillow, a smile on your face as you look at Ted, thankful, oddly enough, for your clumsiness that day.
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somaticmilk · 1 month
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You’re 100% gay
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No.
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darlin-djarin · 1 year
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my dad said “you’re just mad because bo-katan and din seem to like each other”
NO because to make bo-katan a love interest for din is to take away her whole character and to dumb her down to the person that din’s character does not NEED because the whole appeal of the mandalorian is about din’s connection with grogu and to just add bo-katan to try to spice the story up is just a play on old clichés and it’s boring and dated and i don’t WANT romance. the whole appeal of star wars, esp the mandalorian, is how typical romance isn’t the focal point of the story, it’s the characters development. and to make din and bo-katan to fall in love just takes away all of bo-katan’s development and makes her seem like din’s housewife that he returns to and I WANT BO-KATAN TO STAND ON HER OWN!!! whether you like her or you don’t, she is a fantastic character and deserves proper development and NOT a romance story
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ssspringroll · 4 months
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+ btw if i knew how to mesh it would be OVER. for the alien ww dick community. i would be spamming shit left and right. but sadly im too dumb for that. ♥
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dykefaggotry · 4 months
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okay last post. I swear. but like. the cinematography, acting, and soundtrack of saltburn will live rent free in my head forever. it's simply too bad the writing makes me want to go on an ape frenzy of anger at rich people trying to write stories criticizing rich people but fundamentally misunderstanding why poor people resent them and boiling it down to poor people being jealous, spoiled assholes
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strawbs-screaming · 2 months
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Ok so sorry if this sounds dumb but uhh
tell me something dumb youve done in my askbox and ill assign you a punch out character
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liebelesbe · 3 months
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I need a therapist who will gently and slowly let me get used to them over the course of at least a year and treat me as if I'm a startled wild animal. and THEN start with the actual therapy. btw.
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j3sterc0re · 1 year
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🖕
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bluewaterhigh2005 · 5 months
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I'M GOING TO GET VIOLENT.
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asexualbert · 2 years
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Y'know when you read something a certain way for a long time, and then you hear it spoken and it's different and you refus to accept it forever?
Anyway, I'm listening to the Lunar Chronicles audiobooks, and I refuse to accept that "Jacin" is pronounced the same as "Jason"
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fukkittz · 7 days
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Of netting and chokers of eye liner and leather, my mind, my soul. This man has made a home in my mind, ripped from my deepest fantasies and darkest thoughts. I have been blessed with images of perfection. I could not have asked for more.
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