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#and when i steal him forever
zeb-z · 8 months
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see ok I don’t think it’s bad who stole the furniture because he didn’t go to f5 and zoom in on himself a billion times
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petrichormore · 7 months
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I think when q!Bad says that he wants to kill the president, or that he wants to overthrow q!Forever - he knows that President Forever and regular Forever are the same person. He knows.
When he says “I trust Forever, but not President Forever” what he means is “I trusted Forever when the power balance in our friendship was manageable and not ridiculously skewed to one side.”
What he means is “I don’t want to have to be worried about Forever throwing me in prison, and I liked my friendship with him better when I didn’t have to be concerned about that.”
What he means is “It was easier to trust a Forever without power, and I want to trust Forever again.”
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ryukisgod · 25 days
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The Dolly version of Jolene is knowingly pathetic in the way she pleads with Jolene. The Beyoncé version is unknowingly pathetic in the way she threatens Jolene to stay away from her man, it’s giving Better Than Revenge.
Out of the two versions, the self awareness Dolly’s version has and the lack of self awareness Beyoncé’s has makes Dolly’s the clear winner.
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lovecoredeity · 6 months
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btw if y’all see me mention or tag shit with Serenity it’s this loser who I’ve yet to properly design
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todayisafridaynight · 1 month
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everyday i constantly think of masato's wheelchair and if that's his only one/main one no wonder he's so pissed at everyone
#snap chats#someone pointed this out to me like last year so im stealing it sorry cause I Think Of It Constantly#the handling of masato's disability will forever annoy me esp with how vague it is but esp his chair#one day ill draw masato with an appropriate wheelchair. maybe then he'll be happy for once#in a way i guess it could tie into how restricted or trapped he felt since the type of chair he's shown is more like. a hospital one#and not one youd really use as a regular user- like in that vein it is a bit of storytelling in that he can ONLY go out with help#since hospital chairs are SO much different from home chairs ESPECIALLY in regards to mobility and independence the user has#AND NOT TO MENTION HOW UNCOMFORTABLE THOSE CHAIRS ARE get his ass a proper cushion P L E A S E#like it portrays the idea that its unfathomable for him to go anywhere on his own and so in that vein . Interesting Storytelling#theres a lot of implications going on here if im so honest and again it makes for Really Interesting Story Telling#however i refuse to give rgg credit like that when it comes to disabilities. ... they havent earned that from me yet#see this is why the vagueness of his condition annoys me because he's shown to be independent enough to roll himself to his elevator#and presumably get himself dressed but he cant have a proper chair ?#because ik there are people who have expressed they have conditions where even writing is tiring#so if his condition was in-line with that and it was hard for him to push himself in his chair then i could buy it#obviously the issue lies with his lungs but i just want to know the full extent yk...#to wrap this up tho ive been thinking of character design in rgg and how we dont give credit to it enough#sooooo if i make a second post ten minutes from now thats why cause i keep forgetting to spam my thoughts on here LMAO#ok bye
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dnangelic · 4 months
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i just woke up so idk how coherent this'll even be but last night i practically fell asleep thinking abt the trend of dai being confronted by his youth and feeling out of place for it in one way or another. on one hand he definitely can recognize himself as still young and having lots of space still to grow, so he's more than willing to defer to and obey adults or seek guidance and lesson from them, but at the same time this is a kid with an extremely bizarre and intensely demanding upbringing. daisuke has been raised right at the cusp of death all the time. he's gotten nearly fatal injuries just from his training. within his more intimate circles, he's used to everyone constantly counting on him as 'the only one' instead of setting him aside. his father has been absent essentially up until recently, his mother absolutely adores him but is also the one overbearing him on the family destiny and his 'duty' as a phantom thief, and even his grandfather strictly emphasizes how daisuke, as the sole niwa child, was the only one that could do become dark. there's so much responsibility placed onto him all the time, which, again, lucifer thematic. child-king sized burdens that connect him immediately to dark's decision to betray the hikari and take responsibility for the artworks after the cultural revolution.
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parameddic · 5 months
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my boss was nice to me again i love working here this is horrible (i probably need to quit next year)
#kdfjlsdkfj#we were talking about taking photos of the business for the google business profile and i found the google maps street view and he said#'oh can we steal their photo?' and i said 'well we can definitely just print screen it and take it' and i#print screened and opened it in paint and cropped out google's overlay and he#LAUGHED so loudly oh my god#''aster ... It's very refreshing working with you. I like the way your mind works#I have the impression you're extremely bright.''#george 🙈 you can't just SAY things like that my ego won't survive. it will inflate so much it pops#he recruited me to talk to his website-development company with him and then asked my opinion directly and i told him#that i thought they were a waste of $400/month when we don't need the service they're offering and we can do things without them#and he was so right in so many ways about. he was right i DID want to talk to them it was good fun#also right that i had an opinion i wanted to share but hadn't found a spot in the conversation for#and! he agreed with me!#i don't know man. i love working for this guy. he's good fun and he pays me all the way through lunch (even an hour's lunch) he's so#good#he is 76 and working for him forever is not practical and also i have life plans and goals but#..............................................................................................#i do love working here yknow#aster talks#tbd#(tell me 'he sounds so cool!' in the replies if u have spoons. i want to agree with you loudly if you want to agree with me loudly)
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etoilesombre · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: Black Sails Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Captain Flint | James McGraw/John Silver Characters: John Silver, Captain Flint | James McGraw Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, light for Black Sails i mean, Fluff, also only by Black Sails standards, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Slow Burn, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Episode Related, s02e01, fuck Dufresne Flint will never not be captain, the intimacy of sharing food and space, wound care, Medicinal Drug Use, Watersports, but only in the context of hurt/comfort, John Silver: I hope this doesn't awaken anything in me..., they're having the weirdest sleepover and trying not to kiss, that's the fic Series: Part 3 of our feast is but beginning Summary:
“This is your plan?” Flint sneers, looking at Silver like he’d expected no better. “Hiding below decks like a rat?”
“Now Captain, that’s unkind,” Silver pouts, trying to hide his hurt behind teasing reproach. All day he has tried to match Flint, to fight alongside him though he is ill-suited to it, and it has earned him nothing but disdain. Now it’s time to do things his way for a while. “Like a stowaway, at least.”
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After they have taken the warship and been cast out of the crew, Flint and Silver are forced to contend with each other and the nature of their relationship.
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I can absolutely see some people leaving the lab with a suspiciously wiggly coat pocket after seeing baby mer Blacky. And I can’t blame them for it.
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lilgynt · 1 year
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oh and i finished sharp objects in like one sitting at work today bc my brother read it and we talked about it more cause i had the show he had the book and glad he didn’t. but insane he didn’t make any connections to home. like not in an emo everything sucks way but my mom has said exact lines adora has and me well…
#personal#self harm mention in tags btw#sh mention#like i want to be clear im not stressed he didn’t have the same experience#i’m happy for him#i’m mean i’m stressed when it’s like hey ur the girl ur gonna take of our parents forever okay?#but like oh you didn’t have a specificly shitty childhood with our mom? i am genuinely happy for you on that#but it’s like dude i’ve been self harming specifically cutting for like. over a decade now few years over#you know i abuse substances#mom again. has said exact lines adora has like nearly word for word and i had to put the book down#camilles a report im majoring in journalism???? i’m genuinely just confused#and then i won’t lie i did also steal parts of amma and marian but that’s more im insane so not gonna blame him for thaf#anyway. book was way more rough than the show and the show was fucking rough#i was literally just reading it at work then getting so worked up and then being like damn. relax. but then it’s really good and i wouldn’t#oh and my coworker came by and he was like oh that’s an old book!#and we talked about books for a bit and all my older coworkers love to tell me they respect me for reading so much which also a bit weird#but thank you - it feels like being a kid again#but anyway we talked about books for a while and im lending him my copy of lord of the rings :) i also told him about my bookcase#and my collection of first editions he was like :0#ohhhh and he said hannibal was a good book#i know hannibal and hannibal rising are like the bad ones but so far hannibal isn’t bad just a lot#like taken me weeks if not months to get half way through granted life situation#then sharp objects i finished that in like one work shift and only started half way through my shift. to be fair 10 hours shifts but still#and that’s inbetween work calls. i love sunday’s cause that can happen but like that would never happen on a monday or tuesday 💔#except that one time it did on a holiday
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lakemichigans · 2 years
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i haven’t been following any news about the supernatural prequel but i’m not going to watch it because i know they’ll be sucking john’s cock, balls and all as if we didn’t get enough of that in the show already
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aworldofyou · 2 years
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Sam ( 1883 ) tag drop. with icon nabbed from @freedomhasfangs​ , because surprise surprise. You called and I have answered. ;)
[ sam ] everything you see and everything you saw yesterday is my home; you are always welcome in it. it is your home too now. [ sam / ic interactions ] i fought too hard for the land we have left; doubt the fighting is over. [ sam / inquires / ic interactions ] every where you go a blessing follows. you know how to steal horses; now i teach you to hunt. [ sam / inquires / out of character ] the 1883 theme makes me blubber like a baby. [ sam / visage ] white men think the world is so big because you fight against it when you travel. we move with it like the wolf. [ sam / musings ] i belong to the people; and the people still belong to this land. [ sam / ch. study ] you don’t want his name; with his name you mourn forever. [ sam / meta ] we meet here when the flowers bloom.
[ sam / dyn: elsa dutton ] know that I am waiting. know you fill my heart. know you are the wife of a warrior. know you are a warrior. [ sam / dyn: james dutton ] maybe someday you find land to belong to; and you’ll know what I mean.
[ sam / v: 1883 ] watching him kill was like a lion hurling himself into a deer; his fury was magnificent. there was no time for horror.
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beastofwant · 2 years
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yes to be insane god I wish I did not have to worry about the reality of consequences. I want to be free
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alissyathestrange · 7 months
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God lmao i just found some old writings of mine when i was a kid, i think i might have wrote it after seeing the corpse bride asdfghjkl.
I'll give the first lines
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to mourn the lost of this poor soul who's other bestowed the treachery of his lies upon her.
Here she lies under sorrow and pain, her death by broken heart his gain."
It gets more dramatic as it goes on, im losing it 😂 i don't remember writing this.
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justaz · 4 months
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country bumpkin merlin not knowing anything about city life and accidentally courting arthur without knowing
merlin, watching gwen give lancelot her favor: why do you do that
gwen, heart eyes at lance and not paying that much attention to the conversation: so he knows i’m rooting for him
merlin, with an Idea: ah.
gwaine, lover of chaos, pisser offer of nobles and royals alike, ultimate wingman: merlin…you have such lonely lips. shall i introduce them to mine?
merlin, unaware of the game gwaine is playing: so you can steal my breath away? i think not, scoundrel
arthur, crushing his goblet in his hand:
merlin: arthur’s been in a bad mood recently :( i should cheer him up
merlin, remembering when arthur was put out when merlin brought morgana flowers and not him: i know just the thing
merlin, bringing a bouquet of carnations, roses, and tulips and setting them on arthur’s table while he’s eating breakfast: good morning, sire
arthur, trained on flower language in hopes that one day when he was to take a queen he could woo her easily, trying not to audibly choke on his sausage as he reads merlin’s declaration of love sitting in front of him:
arthur, who recently found out about merlin’s magic and was trying to find a way to bring it up, catching him in the act and watching merlin panic to explain himself:
merlin, Freaking: and i swear to you arthur, i have only ever used it for you. my magic is yours. my life is yours. i am yours. i would never do anything to harm you. i have protected you for years and will continue to do so at your side if you’ll have me
arthur, already believing them to be courting, desperately trying to figure out if that was a proposal for marriage or not but tired of being confused and deciding fuck it: here.
merlin, taking it: i…uh…huh?
arthur, watching merlin with hawk eyes and trying to figure out what he’s thinking and feeling: it’s my mothers sigil
merlin, confused as FUCK but is focusing on the fact that arthur is handing him something of his mother rather than a death sentence: my…my lord?
arthur, realizing how scared merlin’s must be about him finding out about his magic and trying to comfort him while also proposing, killing two birds with one stone: i will always keep you at my side, merlin, so long as we both shall live. if you’ll allow me.
merlin, almost collapsing with relief and tearing up, smiling at arthur as if he had parted the storm clouds to allow sun to shine down on them in that moment: of course…of course, arthur. always and forever.
merlin, watching the castle staff rush this way and that: wow. this banquet must be incredibly important
sir leon the long suffering, day one ride or die, one of the original merthur shippers: banquet? merlin, this is for your wedding
merlin, overworked and exhausted: my WHAT? to WHO??
leon, regretting everything he’s ever done in his life that led him to this moment: to…arthur?
merlin, over joyed but also absolutely befuddled: i’m getting married to ARTHUR?????
leon: you two have been courting for the past year or so, have you not?
merlin: i’ve been COURTING ARTHUR?????? FOR A YEAR?????????
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steddie-as-they-come · 6 months
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Eddie's hanging out in Family Video during Steve and Robin's shift, just being a general nuisance, when it begins.
The other two are talking in low voices in the back corner, discussing something Eddie can't hear. Normally he'd get up and go over there, insert himself into the conversation, command their attention, but he's too busy judgmentally rifling through Family Video's paltry horror movie supply to care that much.
He sneaks a glance over, and then he sees it.
Steve presses a kiss to Robin's forehead.
Eddie has to drop the tape he's holding before he does something stupid like break it out of jealousy.
And he knows, okay, he's heard it no less than eight million times, they're platonic with a capital P. That doesn't stop the little green monster in his chest from rearing its head.
It doesn't stop there, either. Eddie starts to see Steve kiss the rest of the Party. Simple little forehead kisses and temple kisses and kisses on the crowns of their heads, like he's their parent, which, well, he is. He does it when Dustin needs comfort. He slings an arm around Lucas and pulls him close for a kiss on the temple when Lucas makes a particularly good shot for basketball. He does it to Max, on one of her bad days. He even does it to Mike absentmindedly, who makes a feral screech like an angry cat before everyone starts to laugh at him. And of course, he and Robin are always all over each other.
But he won't kiss Eddie.
It's stupid that he expects it. They don't know each other. Steve's been with this group, been saving them from monsters and scientists and torturers for forever.
Eddie still wants in on it. If only to indulge his pathetic little crush on the former King of Hawkins High.
One night, Steve hosts a movie night, and Dustin invites Eddie along. He goes, because of course he does, and takes a seat on the end of the couch as Steve puts in the tape.
Eddie immediately forgets what the movie is, because Steve sits down next to him. His entire brain is a fuzzy kind of static that only intensifies when Steve scoots closer.
"Sorry," is the first word Eddie registers out of Steve's mouth, and he hastily tries to collect his thoughts. Steve moves closer, which doesn't help.
He peers around Steve and sees the kids all trying to squish onto the couch. "Scoot over, Eddie!" Mike shouts, and Eddie moves as close as he can to the arm of the couch. Steve follows, arm around him and thighs pressed close together.
Okay, then. Eddie can die happily tonight, apparently.
Something jumps at the screen, and Steve flinches.
Eddie learns a new thing about Steve that night. Apparently, when Steve gets frightened, he pulls everyone within reach towards him, like he's trying to shield them with his body. Eddie finds himself hugged to Steve's chest and has to employ breathing exercises to get rid of his new little...problem.
He somehow makes it through the movie without spontaneously combusting, a feat nothing short of a miracle. The kids run to the kitchen and Eddie can hear Dustin pick up the phone and say, "Hello, Paulie's Pizza?"
Steve sighs and gets up. "I did not say they could order pizza," he grumbles. He extends his hand to Eddie, and after a second of bewildered staring, Eddie manages to grab it and pull himself to standing.
Robin's sitting on the couch still (she had been on the other side of Steve), and she watches this interaction with an unreadable expression on her face.
Well, unreadable to Eddie, anyway. Steve and Robin proceed to have an entire conversation with just facial expressions, and Eddie is left in the dark about it.
Steve finally rolls his eyes and stalks into the kitchen. He distracts Dustin with a kiss on the top of his head, then steals the phone. "Hi, yeah," he says, and Eddie recognizes that voice as his King-Steve-takes-what-he-wants voice. "No, that's right. Two medium pepperoni pizzas and a side of garlic knots, yep."
He listens, then says, "I'll be over to pick it up," then places the phone back on the receiver with a click.
"I'm going to get the food." he announces to the room at large. "Eddie, you coming?"
"Sure?" Eddie slings his leather jacket from the back of one of the kitchen table chairs and slides his sneakers on.
The drive is quiet. Multiple times, it looks like Steve wants to say something, but he never does. When the two of them walk in to get the pizza, Steve grabs both boxes. "Can you get the door, Eds?"
Eddie wants to tease him about the new nickname, but he chooses not to, opting instead to nod and say, "Sure thing, Stevie." He pulls open the glass door and says, with a mock bow and a grand gesture, "Your majesty."
Steve rolls his eyes. "Thanks." He (finally!!) goes to kiss Eddie.
However, Eddie is not as short as the kids (and Robin) who Steve normally does this to. Eddie's pretty sure the kiss is supposed to land on his forehead.
It lands on his mouth.
Pretty shoddy kiss, as it were. Mostly, Steve kisses the corner of Eddie's mouth.
Both of their faces burn red. If not for Steve's sports-playing, monster-killing reflexes, the pizzas would be on the ground right now.
"Sorry!" Steve says, hurrying out to his car and tossing the food in the backseat. "Sorry, I don't know what I was thinking."
Eddie slides into the passenger seat. "Finally!" he says.
"What?"
Eddie rolls his eyes. "Steve, I've been the only one who you haven't been bestowing kisses upon for weeks now. Sorry if I'm excited to be included in the group."
Steve starts the car. "But...those are all platonic kisses."
Eddie scoffs. "What, and kissing me wouldn't be?"
Steve is silent.
"REALLY?" Eddie yells. "Wait, wait-" He leans over the center console. "Steve Harrington, if you wanted a kiss, a romantic kiss, you could have told me before cuddling with me all night!"
Steve sighs. "Fine. Eddie Munson, I'm going to kiss you romantically."
And he leans in.
Eddie's obsessed with the curve and dip of Steve's mouth against his. He greedily cups his hand against Steve's face, his other hand propped up against the center console. Steve tastes like the soda he was drinking earlier, mixed with something richer and deeper that's wholly, entirely Steve.
They break apart at a small crackle from Steve's inner pocket.
"Henderson," Steve says exasperatedly. "That kid is so damn impatient."
"Steve!" Dustin's voice comes from the walkie Steve pulls out. "Have you gotten the pizza yet?"
"Yes, you little shit, we're coming back now." Steve sighs. "Oh! Henderson, find Robin. Tell her it happened."
Eddie shoots Steve a confused look, but Steve just holds up a placating hand, a slight smile on his face.
"OH MY GOD STEVE!" comes Robin's voice on the walkie. "HELL YEAH!"
Steve cackles and leans back in to kiss Eddie, who happily accepts.
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