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jamiethebeeart · 1 month
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I'm so very very normal about Dani, I promise (lineart by @five-rivers ) @green-with-envy-phandom-event
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mushtoons · 7 months
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I had a question about your AT AU I saw on tik tok, has Prismo's Ice King got his own Simon still in there, or..?
hmmm we haven't really thought too hard about that aspect yet! be we wanna say yes? but like only sorta! like he does but it's just simon, like the one he's with now, so like if hypothetically someone tried to revert HIS crown he'd just fade and die instead of turning another simon because they're the same but not, does that make sense?
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sweetbumblebea · 9 months
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My only thoughts on the update
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fionnacampbel · 4 months
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thinking abt how marceline had to watch her father figure pine after and attempt to kidnap her ex gf for YEARS.... and yet she still forgives him and loves him the same as when they first met
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gl1tchxr · 7 months
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cringetober day 1 - heterochromia
not the actual definition of the word but sear can posses ny which changes his eye color (and a few other things!)
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chirpsythismorning · 6 months
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🎨 🖼️ 🌈 🩹 🧍🏽💡 🔮⚡️☄️
Blue Moon by Ella Fitzgerald
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previous ⏪︎ now playing ⏩ next back to playlist
#byler#stranger things#bizarre love triangle playlist#will byers#will's pov#after the epilogue time-skip we don't really have much to go off of in regards to will's feeling#the main detail that sticks out is the fact that will sat on the ice cooler in the van as a makeshift middle seat separate from mike and el#so it does seem that after the monologue will made the effort to give them space (rather not risk mike saying he's sabotaging things again)#but there's a reason they didn't show us the bizarre love triangle after mike's monologue in surfer boy#we would have been shown el giving the silent treatment to mike shortly after recieving comfort from all of them in surfer boy#we would have seen will choosing to sit on the cooler with the others looking at him with mixtures of confusion and concern and sorrow#and we would have seen mike being self pitying (his words not mine) and also just at a loss with both will and el avoiding him#but now they're seeing the aftermath of all that what just went down#and through all of this will is under the assumption el and mike's love saved the world and mike will never love him back#so he ripped off the band-aid (right?)#this is will (almost) entirely in the mindset that everything here on out with him and mike is strictly friendship#and so why isn't mike going and comforting el? why is he right here beside will reassuring him instead?#why does will still feel this way even though it's been made abundantly clear that it's impossible?#i think these lyrics fit into will feeling lonely after everything but also feeling comforted by a mike that he had missed so much#the mike he fell in love with and thought he lost too#and he can't help but feel like it's something more even still#also the blue moon -> when i looked the moon had turned to gold#just byler things#4x09#gif
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solavillain · 29 days
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i feel so fucking used
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harmcnia-gropius · 5 months
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Are you all doing anything for the holiday season?
"The Holidays? Hmm... "
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The grass-type ninja taps a gloved hand on a table pensively.
"Maybe if someone feels festive? If he doesn't, then we'll probably just do a few extra nice dinners, for the occasion, maybe a little gift swap."
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"It's the little things, y'know?"
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footballandshit · 1 year
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to complement anon: all clubs have been co-opted or affected in some way, which is what real madrid tried to play at with that video, but there’s a huge difference between being co-opted without a choice and actively benefiting from it the way madrid did since the francoist regime was their biggest sponsor.
they were made to be the face of francoist spain in europe and then the whole world. i’m pretty sure it was one of the first times football was used to that extent (it also happened in portugal for example but madrid was a success story).
there were also people in real madrid who were killed by the regime but it was political rather than political AND ethnical/cultural repression, like in the case of clubs from separatist areas of spain.
and while barcelona and other clubs for many times are pointed out to have some sort of connection to it, there wasn’t really a choice. it was either that or not playing/not existing.
thank you for sending this in! this gave me a clearer picture of the issue at hand - i was unware of all this, especially as someone who supports players instead of clubs. it's really sad to hear about those affected by the horrible actions in the past. and it sucks to have had a sport being used for political means.
what is the current situation on this btw, if you can enlighten me on it? are politics still deeply-rooted within the club(s)? because right now there seems to be like a finger-pointing situation and attempts to possibly rewrite the history (if i understood correctly), so is there still political influence in the sport, or at least within the clubs involved?
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royalreef · 1 year
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      if not baby then why baby-shaped. if not baby then why baby-shaped. if not baby then why baby-shaped.
      She’s NOT the kind of person to be trusted with these things and she knows it, but the swan song of protectiveness has a different story to tell.
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voidfragments · 11 months
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≈: medicine (for hong lu, and from faust if you'd like to include her :) )
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by all rights, hong lu should be in bed right now. granted, they could be sicker (it seems to be just a bad cold and a fever), but still, they could get the whole bus sick like this--something they've already been scolded for, especially from the angle of "do you really want to get charon sick, vergilius would kill you and not let dante bring you back". but alas, if they're going to be miserable, they'd rather be miserable somewhere other than an isolated room that reflects their mental state, and so they'd insisted on staying out in the actual bus with everyone else. at the very least, they've moved from their usual aisle seat, taking over ryoshu's seat in the back row instead and leaning against the window (the cool glass feels nice against their flushed face, though charon's reckless driving has them bumping against it fairly often).
they're half-zoned out, staring out the window, so it takes them a second to notice faust offering something to them. is it a trick of the light as they blink sluggishly, or has even the bright teal of their eye faded with a sickly pallor?
...oh, that's cold medicine. they offer a small smile to faust as they accept it with a, "thank you, faust." they cough, then say, "it's strange, i never got sick like this back home... though, we haven't exactly stuck to the most sanitary areas. i suppose this was inevitable."
(not-really-a-)starter meme | @peachrote
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karmaphone · 1 year
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when ur playing a game marketed to children but u can't get past insane skill-based shit
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girlbob-boypants · 2 years
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The elements of the Elder Dragons are both my favorite and least favorite thing tbh
On one hand it’s like. The weirdness of them all leads to a much more unique and interesting dynamic for beings that are the core of the natural world
On the other hand their domains are sometimes referred to as the elements that build the world/all magic and it makes me want to sit down with anet and have them explain to me just how exactly those six “elements” are the building blocks of the world.
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viatrix-starlit · 2 years
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Roster Additions & Tag Drops
OC - Lorelei Finsternis
OC - Farah, the Rosenritter
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southislandwren · 3 months
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just took an exam in 20 minutes without even reading 2/3 of the content and still got an 83%. this is why every faculty member of my department lets me in on gossip and trusts me. i am sooo fucking smart
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yuwuta · 4 months
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RODEO STATION, 1 — MEGUMI FUSHIGURO 
A collection of you and Megumi, through the years, through Gojo’s eyes. 
content, warnings: friends to lovers, fluff, sort of canon-adjacent, satoru adopts megumi and tsumiki, reader has a cursed technique but it’s not mentioned in depth here, really just you and megumi falling in love and gojo watching
word count: 1.1k
part i: first years, jujutsu tech. fits in the timeline around when nobara first joins the class
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When Satoru first finds him, Megumi has two conditions. First, that Tsumiki would be kept safe and happy, and far away from the Zenin clan if they weren’t going to be good to her—safe and far away from all jujutsu society if Gojo could help it; and that she would never have to worry about feeding herself or Megumi ever again. Satoru agreed right away, he would have done that without the request. 
For his second condition, an eight year old Megumi looked Satoru straight in the eye and told him that he would absolutely not be separated from you. Satoru thought it was cute, sweet, in the bratty, and naive but determined kind of way that seemed to be everything that kid stood for, and Satoru couldn’t fault him for it. Megumi’s evident childlike adoration of you aside, Satoru saw potential in you, too, so he accepted Megumi’s conditions, happy to welcome the two of you to the world of sorcery. 
It’s not until a week before you both start at Jujutsu Tech, that Satoru really asks Megumi why he wants you here (never mind the fact that you had already also made up your mind about being a sorcerer, and if there is anything that Satoru has learned about you in the past decade, it’s that: one, you have the magical ability to make Megumi do anything you say; and two, you’re incredible persuasive and very stubborn). Megumi doesn’t look him in the eye when he answers, fidgeting with his melting ice cream instead when he says, “Well, she saved my life.” 
Satoru doesn’t tease when he hears this, only digging his spoon in for a scoop of Megumi’s toffee butter, smiling to himself when the cold hits his tongue, because he’d heard the message loud and clear: Megumi believes he owes you his life, and to keep yours protected, he wants you by his side.
Satoru quickly learns that Megumi truly has his work cut out for him as he watches you burst through a top-floor window of a high-rise building, falling carelessly with the object of your mission—a special-grade cursed object—clutched in your grasp. Second later, there’s a loud explosion, as the ugly head of a large cursed falls limp in the hole in the broken glass that you’d left behind. Satoru chuckles when he sees you smile, and the faint cheer of weeeeeeeee as you fall. He knew you were wild and stubborn by the way you bossed Megumi around without a care, but seeing you in action proved that you were also in your own league of crazy, a fantastic sorceress in the making. 
To his left, Yuuji gapes wildly as he looks up, shielding his eyes with his hand, and then flinching back when Nobara bursts through the ground floor door, not without a nail going flying into the curse that had been chasing her. She looks angry, then wide eyed, then up to where Yuuji and Megumi were also staring and starts squealing alongside him. 
“Gojo-sensei, what are you standing there smiling about—do something!” Nobara shouts, pointing an accusatory finger up in the air at your flying body. 
Yuuji gasps again, like he’d just figured out the consequence of you falling from a building, spewing on his own cries, “Hey, seriously, what the hell are we doing—she can’t fly,” he shouts, turning to shake his sensei, then pausing, “Wait, Fushiguro, can she fly? You know her.” 
“Idiot,” Nobara spits, “If she could fly then she’d be flying, not falling.”
“Then why aren’t we doing any—you know what, I think I can catch her,” Yuuji boasts, rolling up his sleeves, prepared to position himself underneath your descending body, and that’s when Satoru steps in, extending an arm in front of his students. 
“You all worry too much,” he smiles, lifting his blindfold just enough to look the pair in the eye, and tilt his head up slightly, “Besides, Megumi’s handled it.” 
Three heads turn back up to the sky, where you’re no longer in freefall, instead have had your shoulders snatched by Nue’s talons. You’ve still got that wild smile on your face, wider now as you descend much more elegantly via Megumi’s shikigami. Nobara and Yuuji wince as Nue’s wings flap widely when you’re set on the ground. You shift the box with the cursed object to one hand, reaching your free one around to pet the bird’s feathers. It crows happily, and Satoru snickers, much to Megumi’s dismay. You always did treat his shikigami like pets. 
“Hey, you’re okay!” Yuuji cheers, eyes sparkling, “What’s in the box? A sword—actually, I don’t want to know. If it’s another finger, keep it away from me.” 
“Hand it here,” Nobara demands. You’re happy to hand over the box and have another hand available for petting Nue. 
Satoru watches fondly as Yuuji and Nobara fuss over the box. They should probably exercise more caution, but he’s there, so the worst can’t happen. Meanwhile, you step closer to Megumi with Nue fluttering behind you. 
“You’re the one who told me there would be no need to get involved,” Megumi says, voice soft, hands falling comfortably at his side. 
“I said that you wouldn’t have to get involved with the curses,” you correct, standing on your tiptoes to nuzzles your head into the bird’s feathers, “I said nothing about not getting involved with me.” 
Satoru does his best not to choke out a loud laugh as Megumi’s face becomes increasingly pink when you reach forward to pinch his cheeks, his grumbling drowned in the sound of Yuuji and Nobara’s bickering. Satory sighs, content. He cares for all his students, but there’s a certain weight lifted on his shoulders knowing that when it came to you, there was truly nothing to worry about—Megumi would always be there for you. Honestly, he thinks Megumi might fight him to protect you if it came down to it. 
That thought does bring an audible chuckle to his lips, Megumi’s pinched expression calling to him, “What are you laughing about?” 
To which Satoru only hums, sticking his hands in his pockets. Megumi’s eyebrows furrow deeper, but it’s quickly dissolved when you catch his attention again, saying your farewells to Nue before giving Megumi the okay to let him recede into his shadows. 
“Oh, nothing,” Satoru chirps, turning to lead the group back to Ichiji’s car, “Come on, who’s still up for revolving sushi!”  
Cheers follow him as the veil dispels. You question Yuuji about whether or not you think the restaurant will have grilled eel, and Nobara pretends to throw up, arguing that eel is the worst, that you all should stick to hand rolls instead. Megumi stays quiet, walking on your outside, and humming along with all of your suggestions, and Satoru can’t help but wonder whether or not you knew that Nue had been out from the moment you’d stepped in the building. 
Honestly, he thinks Megumi might win that fight—might win any fight if it meant being with you.
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