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neon-danger · 1 year
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Definitely meant Jalex lore
This is still so unspecific
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crazy-ache · 15 days
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We are not the same.
Some folks: SJM foreshadowed a blood duel between Azriel and Lucien in the Bonus Chapter to win Elain’s heart/claim his mate.
Me, an intellectual: SJM foreshadowed the blood duel in regard to Lucien because he will use it to save Elain’s life, likely from Beron, because this time he will be powerful enough to stop Jesminda’s fate from repeating itself again.
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lainalit · 19 days
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cloudcountry · 10 months
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NRC'S PAINT CHIP PROJECT! — sweet pea
"the flower of the same name symbolizes friendship, gratitude, a heartfelt goodbyes."
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There’s a soft knock on Ramshackle’s front door in the early hours of the morning that has you throwing yourself out of bed and racing down the rickety old stairs. The smile on your face is stubborn, and no matter how many times you try to pull down your cheeks it doesn’t work. You’ll look like a fool in front of him, but you suppose he won’t care. If anything, it’ll make him happier.
You fling open the door with gusto, the blanket wrapped around your body fluttering in the chilly breeze. Jack jumps at your enthusiasm, eyes wide as he hides his hands behind his back.
“Hi.” you whisper, beaming.
“Hey.” he looks away, coughing awkwardly into his fist, “Uh, I heard about…today’s Spirit Week…uh, showing your gratitude…you know?”
You almost roll your eyes at the mention of Crowley’s “NRC Spirit Week, an opportunity for the student body to grow closer together! Oh, how gracious and kind I am for coming up with such an idea!” Somehow you refrain from doing so.
“Yes I diiid.” you tease, leaning towards him, “Didja get me something?”
“Yes, actually.” his ears twitch but his expression doesn’t change (he’s still as stoic as ever), “I…hope it’s not disappointing.”
Jack removes his other hand from behind his back and presents you with a delicate bouquet of sweet peas. You gasp in surprise and then laugh at the slightly crushed stems—he must have done that by accident when you threw the door open.
“Don’t laugh.” he mumbles, “I…grew these myself. I wanted to give you something to show how glad I am that you’re around.”
“Jack…” you accept the flowers, cradling them like they’re the most precious thing in the world, “Thank you.”
He shuffles his feet and looks away, and you barely hold back a giggle at just how small he looks right now. You’ve never really seen him embarrassed like this before, but it’s a welcome change.
A very welcome change.
“Would you like to have breakfast with us?” you say, not willing to let him go back to his dorm just yet, “I promise I’ll make enough to feed you. Grim eats a truckload of food every morning, it’d be a shame if you missed it.”
“Actually, I think I would want to miss Grim.” Jack grumbles, and your heart plummets for a moment before he meets your gaze, “But..I wouldn’t want to miss you.”
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azereus · 2 months
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Epaulette Shark Hybrid! Gaz x Gn! Reader Headcanons
Warnings: Pre-established relationship, no pronouns expect for you, and ends kind of abruptly whoops-
@puff0o0 told me to do this ‼️
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The relationship started a bit rocky in all honesty. Him being a mershark and thus confined to water made it difficult for him to visit you. And it wasn't like he could live in a pool in your backyard or your shower or bath
But other than that, it was pretty okay all things considered
You'd visit him when you can, have little 'dates' where he'd show you a cool cave he found or some other hidden area
But, if you live on or near a beach, it makes things easier distance wise. Expect to find Gaz on one of the shore rocks waiting for you in the early morning either way
Once you find him, he gives you a gift! Like a cool seashell or maybe a pearl. You most likely have a jar or a drawer filled with the things he brought you due to him bring you gifts every other day
He's anxious giving you things because he fears they might not be good enough please tell him you love the gifts
He's like a dog when it comes to the back of his ears getting scratched. He enjoys the small bit of affection. It normally ends up with him nipping/biting at your hand though ^^"
Actually scratch that. He likes trying to bite or nip at you regardless of what you were doing before hand
But He'll keep apologizing to you if he accidentally clamped down too hard and hurt you!! He doesn't mean to hurt you, he just forgets his own strength sometimes
Tries to make up for it by doubling the gifts until it heals. Which isn't very long all things considered. It's like a cat bite, just larger in size
He once crawled out of the sea just to tackle hug you once he spotted you walking towards him
Think like that one stereotype where the dog owner comes home and the dog runs up to them at the door and tackles them to the ground. That's basically what Gaz did
He has golden retriever boyfriend energy taken literally
I'll probably add more to this if people are interested but this is all I got 😔
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las-lus · 6 months
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Rewatching Elementary and my hands are INCHING to write non-monogamous queerplatonic joanlock jesus Christ
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emeriesmate · 1 year
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Where did Feyre's human heart go ?
She make fun of Lucien because he have human friends.
She is disgust by Jurian ( because he wanted to helped his people aka humans. Which is also what Feyre was )
She just accept that Rhysand told that neither side ( Humans and Fearies ) is not innocent. Which makes absolutly no sense.
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carefulfears · 1 year
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an endless line
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irishskeptic · 7 months
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I can’t quite seem to decide whether I feel bad for Luke Castellan or hate him with every single cell of my living being
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lionblaze03-2 · 2 months
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mousefur and longtail are both asexual aromantic in some sort of qpr relationship with one another. Do you get it do you see my vision
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fiannans · 10 months
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Yearning (noun): a strong feeling of wishing for something, especially something that you cannot have or get easily.
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i just think that gem and pearl being allies on red is so incredibly dangerous like holy shit-
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My life has improved since my online friends call me all kinds of endearments :)
@amypihcs @tyrannosaurusnacks
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seth-kia · 2 years
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OKAY BUT team rancher okay
they're supportive. they're domestic. they're protective and passive and gentle with each other and they started out with tragedy and they're already so far past that BUT
when they're red life??????
these domestic. gentle. PACIFIST ORIENTED SWEETHEARTS.
red life, hostile, angry?? arguing to fight, not to agree? throwing punches, planning deaths and targets, vehement and rebellious and the only one they'll live for is each other.
and if they lose? what if they're apart? worse, together? you can watch them die, and then you can feel it. your heart stops, and this time, you know there's no restart.
these passive and beautiful tragic rancher boys have so much angst ahead of them and I can't take it
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gingerbreadmonsters · 2 months
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if i get one (1) comment, ONE SINGLE COMMENT about making a listener character say 'biscuits' instead of 'cookies' in this next one, i swear to GOD you will never have seen anyone delete their blog as fast as i will
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audioletter · 6 months
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Day Thirty: Only One Bed (AR1 for @colonelshepparrrrd) (Author's note: Gregory, Queensland is a real place, and my father lived there for a brief time. The more you know!)
Ronon was inches from the kangaroo. A stare down of epic proportions was occurring - the kangaroo laying languid in the shade of a gumtree, and Ronon on all fours.
"This is going to end badly," Rodney whined. "Did he not watch the videos we sent him on Australian wildlife before coming here?"
Teyla walked around Rodney's left, putting one of their carry boxes down near his feet. "You know you cannot stop Ronon when he's on a mission."
Rodney spluttered, his tablet almost flying out of his hands. "And today's mission is get kicked in the face by a muscly marsupial?" A sudden movement and he ducked, squealing a little in a distinctly unmasculine way. "A BIRD just dive-bombed me! What is with this country?"
"That was a magpie, mate, did you need an ice cream container with eyes? Scares 'em off." A warm looking woman walked towards them with John by her side, and Rodney touched his head for injuries. "You'll be fine, they're just protecting their babies."
"Well, is everything out here planning to kill us?" Rodney asked the woman, who introduced herself as Sharon. "I'd heard rumours of your country but…"
Sharon laughed. "Welcome to Gregory, mate. I'd probably get your friend away from the 'roo though, he's going to get a swift biff to the face if he's lucky and one to the nether-regions if he's not."
John walked over and collared Ronon - not an easy feat - pulling him away from the kangaroo who seemed unfazed by the whole thing. "Not now, Ronon, we need to find this ZPM that's been detected here."
"We were just bonding," Ronon growled, but he gave the kangaroo one last dark look before dragging himself over to the group, now surrounded by the last cases of detection equipment from their very out-of-place SUV hire car.
"You'll need a place to stay, right?" Sharon said, putting her hands on her hips. "The Gregory Downs Hotel is mine, and I've only one room left but you're welcome to it."
"That would be excellent, thank you," John smiled, and Rodney rolled his eyes at Sharon's flushed cheeks and shy smile in response. "Where can we check-in?"
The sound of birds and rustling of trees broke through the oppressive heat, the humidity almost killing Rodney the moment they'd stepped out of the car in Gregory, Queensland's...well, "main town" seemed like a stretch, with a population of twenty-five max, but the landscape was, despite being extremely sparse, rather beautiful.
"Ah, nah, we can fix that up in a bit, let's get your stuff to your room." Sharon lead the way, pulling a worn key out of her pocket. The hotel was wood and corrigated iron - Queenslander architecture Rodney had learnt in his study of the area - and she reached a door, wigging the key and swinging the door open to display an even more sparse room than the outside terrain.
And only one bed.
"Sorry, mates, we're full because of a caravan party dropping in, but there's a couch - well, it's a bit buggared but you can make do." She smiled at Teyla. "No doubt these gentlemen will let the lady have the bed, and I'll get you some extra blankets and pillows, all good?"
"All good," John smiled radiantly again, but even Rodney picked up on his dread at the room. "Is there somewhere we can eat?"
"Oh, nah yeah, you can get a good feed at Murray's." She turned and pointed directly next to the hotel. "He'll set you right. Did ya wanna come sign in now, get it over and done with before you fang down?"
"'Fang down'?" Teyla muttered under her breath, moving into the room and testing the bed. It seemed servicable to Rodney's eyes and Teyla's expression confirmed that, and she stood happily. "'Fang down' means to eat?"
Sharon laughed, heartily. "Welcome to Australia, Yanks." She stopped as she turned to walk out. "Oh, 'Yanks' is a term of endearment here, so don't take it too serious, yeah?"
The four of them stared at her and nodded in unison, Rodney clocking the lack of air con and sighed as Sharon left them alone in the room.
"No one seems to know anything about a Zed-PM," Rodney groaned, entering the room and throwing himself down on the bed. "And stop trying to get into fights with kangaroos, Ronon."
"I could take one."
"No doubt you could!"
John sighed. "We should get some sleep. Sharon's left some blankets and pillows which is good."
Teyla frowned. "The floor is tile, and the couch seems uncomfortable - certainly we have slept in closer quarters than this bed which seems big enough for all of us?"
A silence fell over the group - awkward, embarrassed and thoughtful - and it was Ronon who threw himself down next to Rodney on the bed and grinned. "Seems fine by me."
"No snuggling," Rodney muttered, knowing he was in for a restless night of Ronon thrashing in his sleep, but he was so tired from the flight to Brisbane, then Cairns, then the massively long drive to Gregory, that he didn't care if he slept on a pile of rocks.
Everyone took their time to get ready, eventually all piling into the surprisingly comfortable bed. The ceiling fan rotated quietly above them, Rodney happily full from the shockingly amazing meal they'd had at Murray's as they lined up, four in a row, on the queen sized bed.
"Good night, all," Teyla whispered from her end of the bed, curled up. "This humidity may be hard to sleep in but let's try."
A chorus of good nights rang through the air, and Rodney found himself falling asleep before he could even complain about the thick air and thin sheet.
The next morning - well, it was a game of Jenga to work out exactly how to get them out of the bed. Teyla was still in her ball, but Ronon was very heavily leaning into Rodney, his arm thrown over him, John pressed against Rodney's other side and snoring soundly.
Of course I had to be in the middle, Rodney inwardly groaned, gently picking up Ronon's arm off him and trying to get out of the AR1 puddle. It was going to be impossible until -
"Good morning," Teyla beamed, waking John up in the process. An escape route, Rodney thought, ignoring Teyla and crawling over the top of them to freedom.
"Did you sleep well?" John smirked, stretching his arms above his head.
"Let's just find this Zed-PM before I die of heat stroke and Ronon gets us kicked out for terrorising local wildlife."
"Good plan," Teyla and John said in unison.
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