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bearodyne · 19 days
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Holy smoke. Now we know Kerry's exactly Birthday. Saw this post on Cyberpunk 2077 official account at Chinese Social media. Bet Twitter and other social media will update too. Damnnnnn. Happy Birthday my love. Finally know you official Birthday: April.7.1988
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miyakuli · 7 months
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andoutofharm · 2 months
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pete is doing the heaven iowa speech now!
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tempobrucera · 10 months
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freebooter4ever · 5 months
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frida--y · 1 year
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이 사진이 그거네!! ,br> 태형이랑 진이 유닛 촬영할때 잘생긴 사람만 남았다고 하자 지민이가 갑자기 무대뒤에서 뛰어나옴. 잘생긴 사람 불렀냐고ㅋㅋ 무대까지 오지도 못하고 부끄러워하며 쏙들어감 credits: @mellow5813 // 
OP said that it's this picture the one when taehyung and jin was filming together, amd then they said "Only the person who is handsome are left behind" and then jiminie who was backstage, come on stage out of sudden and asked "you're asking for a handsome person?" and then he went down because he got shy
translations: @verritaee SBS Inkigayo 20220619
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venus-dawnstar · 1 year
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MY CAT NEVER CUDDLES ME BUT SHE IS RIGHT NOW AND SHE JUST LEANED HER HEAD INTO MY CHEEK AND NUZZLED ME WHILE SHE FELL ASLEEP AND MY HEART IS MELTED DJSJHDHDUEIJZOXOOAPWKEMEJDU
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temeyes · 3 months
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i'm still a little unwell about bikerdad!Ghost,,,,,
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awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwe · 2 years
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thatmivy · 23 days
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Witch King is making biscuits on my arm
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jinanreona · 8 months
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@fireandfae sent:
For once he’s walking, the sound of his heels clattering along the path through the greenhouse until they stop abruptly when he catches sight of a certain lion sprawled out in his usual spot.
“Kingscholar - “ His tone is strangely urgent though he keeps his voice low. “I require your assistance in a matter of some seriousness.” The next moment he’s settled down next to him while carefully unwrapping the small bundle in his arms to reveal a small kitten. 
“Silver is away on his trip to the Queendom of Roses, and I do not know of anyone else who is so well versed in the care of animals, but I thought in this particular instance you might be able to assist me better than others.” As carefully as he can, he sets the kitten in Kingscholar’s arms before immediately moving back a good foot or two from the two of them.
“I usually avoid approaching animals, especially young ones, as my presence seems to cause them distress, but I stumbled upon this one wandering a deserted spot in the forest and I feared if I left it there it would meet a tragic end. Especially with the way it cried out as it was limping about.”
He tugs at the fingers of his gloves, his gaze still locked on the tiny kitten. “I was hesitant to use any sort of spell on it as Silver has warned me my magic may be too powerful to use on such small creatures, so I thought - I hoped - you might be able to aid it in my stead.”
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His ears twitch when he hears approaching footsteps, an odd sound to be accompanied by Malleus's scent. There's something else though; a new alien scent that has Leona waking from his momentary slumber just as the dragon stops before him. He quirks a brow up at the other, though any playful jab is interrupted by the rushed explanation.
The other's voice brings him alarm, Leona so used to a calm or even mischievous tone with their exchanges. Sitting up silently, his expression is serious for once, gaze lingering on the other as Malleus settles next to him. With their new proximity, it's easy to determine the odd scent clinging to the other; the scent of a... cat?
As if on cue, Malleus reveals a fluffy bundle of orange, the tiny kitten giving a confused mew as it blinks and adjusts to the brightness of the garden. "...Wh-," Leona starts, arms instinctively wrapping around the kitten when the other hands it off. Since when did the dragon go around saving kittens? And why did he decide it was going to be Leona's problem now that Silver wasn't there!?
The kitten in question seems in good health, though, as Malleus had pointed out, it's clear one of its hindlegs is bothering it with the way it walks with a limp. It even seems to be on edge, though it might be from now being surrounded by complete strangers in a new environment.
Initial shock subsiding, Leona finds his voice once more, amusement returning now that the urgency didn't seem as devastating as he'd first assumed. "Huh... Where'd you find this furball? You didn't steal it from some poor kid, right?~," he teases, smirk lingering even when it becomes evident Malleus is taking it as a genuine accusation. "Alright, alright, I was joking. Don't get your horns all up in a knot."
His gaze falls to the kitten, looking it over carefully despite how it wiggles and meows at him when he tries to get a better look at his paw. When he sees no clear signs of a wound, he lets the kitten settle back down, noting how it laid more heavily on one side to keep its hindleg from touching anything.
Despite its seeming discomfort, it still manages to capture one of Leona's fingers, giving a gloved digit a playful bite. In pain or not, it very much was still as mischievous as any kitten its age~ He chuckles, wiggling his finger to get it free before continuing. "Well, might be a sprain." Or a broken bone, though he rather not jump to such a dark conclusion... yet.
He looks back over to Malleus, only now noting how far the other had scooted away from them. Was the other... nervous around the kitten? Rather than question the odd behavior, he gestures for the other to follow him as he gets up with the kitten in one arm. "In your stead? Tch, as if. We're both stuck babysitting. Besides don't you want to see its recovery, since you rescued it?~"
Though he's surprised the other had reached out to him of all people for help. Sure Malleus had asked for help before when it came to his phone, but it was different when it came to helping an animal. Leona knew the other wasn't capable of harming an animal, but to play hero to one... It was cute, really. How worried the other seemed to be about the kitten, even willing to restrict his magic to keep it from any harm.
He doesn't linger on the thought for long, only waiting for Malleus to rise to his feet before he leads the way. "C'mon, we can go in town. I know a place... Surprised you managed to carry it all the way back to school. Guess it likes you, huh." It was meant as a jab, though there was some sincerity to his comment. After all, even a kitten wouldn't come easily if it didn't want to. Who knew, maybe the dragon had made a rare new friend~
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ofmoonlily · 9 months
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These grilled antelope meat skewers are a small token of friendship and fond memories we've shared. Even though we may be apart, I hope this gesture brings a smile to your face and a taste of familiar comfort. Indulge yourself without reservation; I shan't be keeping a watchful eye. - Joshua
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Send me 📦 for my muse to receive a surprise package from your muse Send Reverse📦 for the vice versa to happen Bonus! Sender can say what is in the box or keep it a secret! | @carrotsaversion
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Gentle fingers lightly uncover what lay hidden underneath the box's custody, only to have a distinct and very pleasant smell grace her nostrils. Ah, that familiar seasoned, juicy, meat that practically fell off the skewer. The first meal she indulged that wasn't prepared from home.
And... the memories that bound to it. He was never going to let her live it down, was he?
A smile touches her coral lips as dainty fingers pluck a skewer from the neatly prepared plate whilst observing the tender meat with a slight twist of the stick between her fingers. A laugh eventually falls from her lips before taking a single piece of meat from the skewer, popping it into her mouth, and relishing in the spices as she thoughtfully looked back on their prior escapades.
"These are our memories; yours and mine.
"Thank you, Joshua."
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supnerds · 1 year
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so I just finished watching ponyo for the first time and I gotta say the climax kind of surprised me a little bit. ponyo’s parents trash dad and sea goddess no I don’t know their names rn what gave that away kept talking about how sosuke has to pass the “Test of Love” in order for ponyo to stay with him as a human and I was so worried that this little five year old boy was gonna have to do some big grand thing or maybe have to sacrifice his mom in some way in favor of ponyo (the way my heart stopped when we saw the empty car—) so when it came down to ponyo’s mom just asking sosuke if he would love ponyo, knowing what she was and who she is, I had a moment of oh. this is what it should be. because what is love, if not just us making a choice to accept everything someone is, as they are now and in the past and even the future. love is a choice, and love is acceptance.
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mielmoto · 2 months
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He's been up for seventy-two hours, without pause. It's a good thing nobody's able to see evidence of that on him, physically, though. His alien biology allows him to continue functioning physically for much longer than a human being. It's much rare to catch someone like The Doctor sleeping. That being said, his most recent cause for not sleeping recently was caused by a question he'd asked himself: Is it appropriate to get your coworker a Valentine's Day gift? He had already picked one out, it was just a matter of figuring out after the fact whether such a gesture would be appreciated or not.
Humans had always confused him. Valentine's Day was supposed to be a day about showing appreciation, right? Was that only appreciation for someone you were in a relationship with? Would a Valentine's Day gift be a declaration of love? He paused, stroking his chin in thought. Honey was supposed to arrive at the office in only a couple of minutes, and there the gift was— wrapped, sitting on the lab table!
Eventually, those doors did swing open— and he was out of time. He stood up, swiped the gift off the table, and stood before her with one hand resting in his pocket. He cleared his throat, extending his hand to reveal a small black box with a loose ribbon tied around it. It was no bigger than The Doctor's palm, but he held it close and cleared his throat. 
"Er, Honey... I..." The Doctor stammered, "Got this for you... I saw it whilst I was away with The Brigadier..." He rolled his eyes and gave a brief explanation in the form of an international mission, all sorts of classified, very messy, nothing she'd be interested in, which was the truth. The Doctor usually had Honey brought on every mission he was allowed to bring her on. Other missions were simply too classified for even her. Or too dangerous. That being said, he still brought her something back. Now, if he says Happy Valentine's day... that's just a casual thing, right? It's a holiday, right? That people openly celebrate, here on earth?
"Happy Valentine's Day."
//Bond
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This happened from time to time: she'd receive a call in the morning if the circumstances changed urgently and they needed to steal away without hesitation, but typically they'd be called together in a meeting, before, where Spencer would very simply (read: vaguely) explain that she and the Doctor, or some other specially-selected individuals from within UNIT, would be away for some days, perhaps as long as a week or two. In the beginning, Honey didn't question it at all; a few days' break from the excitement did wonders for her "delicate constitution," she'd said, and if they had no issue continuing to pay her while she handled some administrative busy-work in the lab— or, better yet: essentially dismissed her on a mini-holiday with paid leave—she wasn't about to argue...
At least, that was true at first. No, she still didn't argue or push very much, but, recently, she couldn't help the "oh, really? is it something serious?" or "if you're sure you won't need me..." from passing her lips, even if her tone remained casual, playful; as grateful as she was to be spared some peril on occasion, she'd grown a little less complacent about the idea of waving the Doctor off without any idea what he was up against.
❝ Don't get into too much trouble without me, ❞ she'd said, as they readied to leave. Please, be safe, she hopes he heard.
All that said, she didn't wallow in worry all the days they were gone: she did what little work she could at HQ in their absence, indulged in a reasonable amount of self-pampering, and dedicated the rest of her time to brushing up on her studies. No doubt some were still surprised to find out UNIT's specialest little princess was a registered nurse, but it remained a fact, and Honey spared a great deal of care to keeping in practice. With so much to keep her busy, the days passed with ease; almost unnoticed.
So easily that she nearly lost track of what day it was. Nearly. If not for the little blonde's unfailing dedication to all things hopelessly romantic, (and even more: to all things pink and adorable), St. Valentine's wonderful holiday might have gone woefully unrecognized; it's a good thing, then, that she remembered just in time to exhume herself from the depths of medical journals (and daytime soaps) and prepare a variety of pretty, indulgent treats for sharing with UNIT's lucky, lucky crew.
Treats loaded neatly into a paper box, tied with ribbon, and ferried along under the delicately-clad arm of Miss Moto as she made her way to work; the very vision of a Valentine in pinks, red, and white frills, practically glowing with 'holiday cheer.'
The doors swing open, and she's brighter-eyed and bushier-tailed than usual: a cheerful greeting finding the Doctor even before she's fully stepped in. She's still humming as she sets her goodie-box aside and sets other belongings in their place, halfway-through doffing her coat when she finally realizes his stance: at the ready, a bit nervous, even, and clearly waiting to say something. She'd be worried if his expression were only an ounce more grave but, as it is, Honey only lets her head lilt curiously to one side and smiles, brows raised in a silent gesture to 'go on.'
That's when he presents his box. Smaller, sleeker, and fairly singular in nature: Honey Moto knew a jewelry box when she saw one; a thought which was finally enough to see her slow down, for a beat, and look surprised. She didn't hesitate to accept it from his hand into both of hers, nor to open it as he stuttered some explanation— quietly admiring the hue and the craft of the jeweled brooch when his final words land: Happy Valentine's Day.
Happy, indeed. He'd be assured of that with how she beams at him before reaching up to gather the beanpole in her arms: twined pull him down, and in, hastily pressing a kiss to his cheek. ❝ The Happiest Valentine's Day to you, Doctor! ❞ It's only a moment, a flicker, before she draws back again; just enough to pull her hands back around and pull the trinket from it's box, finding a pretty place to pin it on her dress, near the collar, and gleaming at him once more.
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❝ It's beautiful... but, y'know, just having you back in one piece would've been enough of a gift for me. ❞
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pocketlad · 1 year
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