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wrongspacetime · 7 months
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BOTTOMS (2023) | dir. Emma Seligman
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amber-laughs · 7 months
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so lyanna brings home from college this platinum blonde twink who got her name tattooed on his arm after the second date but they’re polite about it (not brandon!) like ned thinks maybe it’s just his older brother bias and is trying to see him from lya’s perspective “hmm this guys handsome i guess, he’s older, he’s rich, passionate. sure we’ll give it a go i mean she’s young they’ll break up soon right? right lyanna? RIGHT??” brandon’s disgusted. rhaegar actually went to an adjacent high school that always beat his school’s football team and brandon always thought his instagram poetry was ass. benjen, lyanna’s little pet dog basically, thinks rhaegar’s great and “you guys if you’re gonna date lyanna you should love her enough to get her named tattooed on you” until she brings benjen to one of rhaegar’s open mics and he has to sit there while they make out and listen to 3 songs about sex with his sister. she’s pregnant 3 weeks later btw
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I cannot wait for Wish to come out this year! Some crossover art with the original wish lady because we love pretty tall women ✨️💙
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ghouljams · 9 months
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waiting for the day cowboy!könig finally decides that enough pining is ENOUGH and just decides to ask bee out on a date.
if bee isn't already wooed enough by how nice this big and handsome man is to her all the time then imagine how much more wooed she'd be when it seems like könig *just* know what she likes and dislikes. she's probably thinking "wow! it's amazing how you can guess what i like and don't like!" and könig (nasty little bastard) is just nodding along like "yes yes of course :3 (innocently)" as if he didn't gather that info from spying on her like bffr !!
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There are too many kindnesses to ignore. König is too nice to you, and you realize you've fallen for him like you remember the sky is blue. It feels like something that's always been there, nurtured with careful hands and soft works. You wonder sometimes if that's the way König is with everyone. If it's just you that thinks about him like this.
Then he touches you, looks at you a moment too long, whispers to himself with words you half catch, and you think the feeling might be mutual. Still, you'd hate to ruin a good friendship on wants and wishes.
You do your best to stay platonic. To ignore the butterflies in your stomach, the tight hope in your ribs, each time you go out with König. Not dates. You tell yourself firmly, coach yourself in the bathroom mirror. Tonight is no different. Just your weekly dinner. Your own personal thank you to König for all his help. You truly couldn't do this without him.
You bump into König as you turn away from the stove and he catches you with a gentle if firm hand on the small of your back. His eyes wide with surprise at your stumble, before they soften. Your heart pounds in your chest, your stomach fluttering with just the slightest touch from him. His hand slides off you, fingers curling like he could hold on just a moment longer if you let him.
You can't take it anymore.
You grab the front of his shirt and tug him down, pushing up on your toes to press your lips against the warm cloth of his bandana. You're not even sure you're kissing the right spot, but it feels right in the way it makes König lock up. Shit. He doesn't even touch you. You pull back, mentally kick yourself for ruining things like you always do.
König all but rips the bandana off when you do, wrapping his arms around you to press his lips to yours without the barrier. You don't have time to process the way he sighs against your mouth, barely can think past kissing him back. You never believed in the whole fireworks thing, but maybe they meant the flip in your stomach, the desperation in the slide of König's lips as he kisses you like he's just come home from war, the shudder he sends through you with just the tilt of his head.
There's nowhere for you to go, completely held by the arms around your shoulders and waist. Well, that's not completely true. You can press more firmly against König. Try to stand taller as you slide your lips against his, feel his tongue swipe against the seam of your mouth entreatingly. There's nothing that could have kicked your brain out of your head quite like his tongue twisting against yours. He's like a furnace, warming you up wherever you touch him as you lean against his broad chest.
When's the last time someone kissed you like this? Made you feel like you were something they'd never get enough of?
The smell of burning food reaches your nose and you turn your head from König's kiss with a loud panicked swear. His arms loosen around you as you turn to switch off burners and stir the pot you were supposed to be watching. Your chest heaves, a little breathless from kissing König, which- wow, first of all. Second of all, you don't really know what you're supposed to do after that.
"I suppose this is a date then?" König answers for you. You laugh, doing your best to salvage dinner.
"You should've told me I would've dressed up." You joke back. König hums, his fingers tracing over your hips to the edge of your shorts, feather light when they skim your skin. You suppress the shiver it sends down your spine.
"You always look beautiful," He tells you softly, and you duck your head, not able to keep the shiver down that time.
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spacerockband · 10 months
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OUT OF THE KILN!!!
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arrowheadedbitch · 3 months
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I want to see more stuff about Shawn having a totally warped view of what normal people think. Like, the only way he knows to be normal is from his keen observation. He doesn't know how much normal people observe, just that it's less than him, he has no idea how much more or less, people watching can only get you so far. He has no idea how long and how much the average person can remember. I want to see him pretend to not notice something obvious because he underestimated what a non trained person would notice. I wanna see him point out something NO ONE would notice because he thought it was normal. I wanna see him pretend he doesn't remember something from that morning because he's not sure if normal memories go back that far, I wanna see him effortlessly remember a small thing that happened three years ago because he didn't realize normal memories were THAT bad, holy crap, dude! I don't remember this ever happening in canon and I haven't seen any fanwork of it but I NEED it, I need it so bad, y'all
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treewithabark · 5 months
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Spring —> Autumn
I can’t believe Juniper has been with us for almost 11!!! Months!!!
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1-siracha · 7 months
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lucifer: mc, what is that website?
mc: it's spinningrat.com
lucifer: ..what is it meant to do?
mc: your meant to watch the rats endlessly spin.
lucifer: ..anything else?
mc: not really, but it's fun u should try it
lucifer: ...
lucifer: i have a life, mc.
bonus:
*barbatos sees mc watching the rats*
barbatos: shoots computer
mc: barb what the FUCK
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evilkitten3 · 9 months
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atla crack au where zuko and azula burn the palace down as kids (like 12 and 10, respectively, pre-banishment but post-grandpacide), run away to avoid consequences, and somehow end up "discreetly" living in the abandoned fire nation ship in the south pole ("discreetly" is a word which here means "all the adults know they're there bc they have massive arguments every other day, and when hakoda's nearby he "drops" things that might be useful")
ozai ends up blaming the palace fire on iroh and banishes him. he must capture the children to regain his honor (translator's note: this is adult speak for "get their asses back here so i can ground them for the rest of their lives")
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mediumsizedpidegon · 7 months
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the inherent comedy of aizen trying so hard and committing so many atrocities to become god, only to fail, when orihime is right there. with everything he wants. literally rubbing salt into the wound.
This 100% human teenager has earthshaking powers which can bend reality like silly putty, and she has forsaken the horrific violence and divine wrath she is capable of and instead chosen to "limit" herself to healing and shields. did she work to gain these powers? No! She's worked to hone them, yes, but not gain them. Her powers just. happened to her.
if i was aizen i would COMBUST from rage.
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zippityzap · 1 year
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Less than a week of being legally allowed to drive and I’m already sick of my mum being a backseat driver
“Why are you going so slow?” I’m sticking to the legal speed limit????
“Why’d you indicate there you didn’t need to do that” I’m showing other drivers I intend on exiting the roundabout????? I don’t know why you think this specific roundabout is the exception to that rule
“Why’d you leave it so long to change lanes” I’m sorry that I don’t want to get a ticket for being in the bus lane when I’ve had my full license for less than a fortnight
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twistedappletree · 7 months
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hamstermicrowave · 5 months
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someone take spotify away from me i cannot stop listening to Ribs
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splickedylit · 2 months
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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kongo Unsui/Hiruma Youichi/Anezaki Mamori, One-Sided Kongo Agon/Hiruma Youichi, Kongo Agon & Kongo Unsui Characters: Kongo Unsui, Hiruma Youichi, Anezaki Mamori, Kongo Agon, Lots of cameo Enma Fires and Saikyou Wizards throughout, …………………………and Musashi Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Bisexual Awakenings, Emotional Repression, Polyamory, Canon-Typical Quarterback (And Manager) Mindgames, these people can't be normal about shit to save their lives, Dysfunctional Family, Agon and Unsui's Convoluted Brother Emotions, And also. parent situation., College is for figuring out you're not straight OR emotionally okay: the fic, …..Unsui deserves to date two people Agon struck out with simultaneously: the fic, It's not exactly hurt/comfort but, Hurt/Validation, isn't a tag
Summary:
“What,” says Unsui, and is keenly, painfully aware that whatever stoic expression his face might have locked itself into in his shock, his cheeks are damningly warm. One part of his mind demands, do something, his plan is working, you’re losing! The other part says, your first kiss was a cackling bastard of a man, because he thought it would make you more likely to lose to him at football. -- Kongo Unsui gets kissed by a man. He's proud to say his performance as a quarterback doesn't suffer at all, in the…extensive aftermath. Hiruma Youichi makes a move, and then does what he does best, which is scramble like a motherfucker and improvise an offense from scratch. Anezaki Mamori analyzes the situation, and politely intervenes. Kongo Agon has a goddamn crisis.
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kanerallels · 7 days
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For @chenford-prompts 2 Weeks of Chenford, prompt: Injured.
This is set sometime mid season four, and is obviously not canon compliant. It's also technically a deleted scene from a fic I'm posting later this week, but doesn't have any real spoilers. Oh, and it was inspired by a piece of art by @accidental-spice, that I will link here when it's posted!
(TW for hospitals and injury)
Tim felt like he spent a lot of time in hospitals for someone who wasn’t a doctor. Sure, it was bound to be a part of his job— hazard of being a cop was you got hurt. A lot. And he was fine with that.
It was when it was someone else who got hurt on his watch that things were different.
He glanced at the bed he was sitting next to, and his heart twisted in his chest at the sight of Lucy Chen, pale and motionless, hooked up to a heart monitor. He hated seeing her like this. It was unnatural for her to be anything less than bright and energetic and full of life.
She’d been shot on patrol. A shooter had gone after him, and she’d tackled him just in time. Just in time for him to be safe, and for her to be hit herself.
Tim could still feel the panic swelling in his chest at the sight of the blood welling through her shirt as he clung to her, begging her to stay with him. She’d been unconscious by the time the ambulance reached them.
But somehow, miraculously, she was alive. The surgery had been fine, and she was supposed to wake up by the next day. The others had been in to visit her— Jackson for a brief stint, Lopez and Wesley right behind him with Thorsen. Genny had been one of the more recent visitors, carrying a bag with his things, and had walked out again with Nolan. He’d stayed longer than almost any of the others— besides Tamara, who had been right there with him for hours, until the Greys insisted on driving her to their house, where she would stay the night.
Tim hadn’t moved from his spot in hours, and he didn’t intend to. Clasping his hands, he bowed his head, emotions swirling in his chest.
She’d taken a bullet for him. And that had landed her in the hospital. I failed. Again. I couldn’t keep her safe.
“Neck deep in the guilt spiral already?”
Tim’s head snapped up at the sound of Harper’s voice. Handing him a disposable cup, she said, “I thought I’d bring better coffee than what they sell here.”
“Thanks,” Tim muttered, taking a sip. 
He could feel her studying him, and elected to ignore it. Finally, she said, “It wasn’t your fault. Lucy knew what she was doing.”
“She was jumping in front of a bullet meant for me. If I hadn’t—”
“No,” Nyla said flatly. “Don’t try and take the credit for it. Lucy made the choice to protect you, and she wouldn’t want you to be worrying about it like this. Don’t make it about you.”
“That’s not what I’m trying to do,” Tim said. “I just— she shouldn’t have—”
“Shouldn’t have what? Shouldn’t have made the same choice any other cop would have made? Shouldn’t have protected someone she cares about?” Nyla snorted. “Sure. When she wakes up, I’d love to see you sell her on that.”
She turned towards the door, then paused, looking at him. “Accept the fact that she got hurt helping you, and then move on. Wallowing in it isn’t going to help anyone. Got it?”
“Got it,” Tim said, looking back at Lucy. Like it or not, he knew she would have said the same thing.
That didn’t mean he was going anywhere, though. Sliding his chair a little closer, he took her hand, lacing his fingers around hers. He felt Harper watching them for a minute, then she turned and left, leaving them alone together.
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rosie-love98 · 2 months
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The Trouble With Gimli:
*Context: During Legolas and Gimli's stay to Tol Eressea in the Undying Lands, many had changed. The two would reunite with Frodo Baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Gandalf and the High Elves (Galadriel, Celeborn, Elrond and Celebrian). Then, with help of the Valar, Legolas would meet and marry the Wingildi of the Bay Of Bafalas, Nenselde (of the LOTR Trading Cards). This union would result in a daughter, Marillalote. All the while, Thranduil, Tauriel and the last of the Mirkwood elves migrated to the Undying Lands.*
Gimli: *runs in the room with baby Marillalote in his arms* Legolas! Nenselde! I have great news!
Legolas: What news, old friend?
Gimli: Wee Marilla's got the true makings of a dwarf! I just taught her the greetings of my people and she's a natural!
Nenselde: Aaw! She's said her first words?
Gimli: Nope! Better than that!
*LATER*
*As Legolas, Nenselde and Marillalotte are being visited by Gandalf, Elrond, Celeborn, Celebrian, Elrond and Thranduil...*
Thranduil: *as he holds Marillalote* Hello, Lotte-Nin. Did you miss your grandfa-
*Thranduil is met with a hard headbutt by Marillalote.*
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