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rowanrowlandridley · 6 months
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feeling bad, so I drew something angsty about my otp
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allnerdythings · 9 months
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You will remember when this is blown over
And everything's all by the way
When I grow older, I will be there at your side
To remind you how I still love you (I still love you)
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tealcicada · 7 months
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Would megatron be interested in trying to make the repair crew defect?
I mean,they're repair crew that have wasted talent,would be a shame not to use them to his own advantage somehow,since clearly the autobots don't really care about them,they're literally considered dead in the bots database-
Democracy and Government at it's finest am I right
Exactly my thoughts. Megs is going to be like, if I can't kill them at least I can use them as bargaining chips and maybe do a prisoner swap but then finds out that autobot high command couldn't give less shits about a measly repair crew and doesn't negotiate. Megatron's perplexed now cause these bots put up one hell of a fight for a repair crew so he starts demanding their assistance on his own space bridge projects (like when bulkhead and isaac had too in the show)
Megs is completely at a loss when he finds out how much of intellect on space bridges Bulk head has
Rachet can't let it go when he finds out the decepticon's dont have a properly trained medic so he starts taking that over
Bumblebee and prowl are the first to get over the revaluation of who Sari is and go back to being big brothers to her.
Op is forlorn at first when he's told that autobot high command didn't even want to negotiate their rescue and distracts himself by working on the space bridge and leading his team through the obstacles of being involuntary contract workers to the Decepticons. Megatron gets impressed by his ability as a leader and does start to treat them more as non aligned civilians than the enemy. The autobots also see how good of a family the Decepticons are to Sari and she shares the history that she was taught (that was censored on cybertron) and everyone just learns to respect and appreciate the struggles of one another until they all become one big happy mixed family that is able to overthrow autobot high command together.
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obsessed with edwin + duma from crow time. literally the most amazing couple
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madpatkats · 2 years
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MY DAD SHIPS RONANCE
I watch stranger things with my parents and somehow ended up in a conversation with my dad about ronance
My dad: So, the girl?
Me: which girl?
My dad: jonathan and....?
Me: oh, Nancy!
My dad: yeah so, is Nancy thr girl Robin likes?
Me:*starts laughing* no
My dad: oh
Me: but most people do think that and do prefer her instead of the girl Robin likes
My dad: yeah, cause they were in the house and she was like making sure that Nancy knew her and Steve weren't dating and Robin and Steve were talking at the beginning of the season about the girl that she likes and- it just makes sense!
So yeah my dad ships ronance, would just like everyone to be aware ahsjaja
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freezingwhitefire · 9 months
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This is honestly just a random thing I put together after thinking about Altair and how he changed between the first memory in Revelations and the first game. It is also a nod of sorts at the book the Secret Crusade which I have not actually read in it's entirety yet. Also the dialogue at the end was from memory and may not be entirely correct but was from the memory in Revelations.
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What makes a thoughtful man a proud arrogant one? Praise? Admiration? Something else?
Altair knew what it took. It was none of those things, it was pain. An anguished betrayal. A loss so deep and profound that nothing could fill the gaping hole except that haughty veneer and yet despite that he remembered how desperately he had craved for someone to notice and to reach out to him. It hadn't happened though. Altair had pulled himself from that darkness and agony. Perhaps someone would have helped if they hadn't had the total disconnect of that time he spent hunting.
As it stood Altair had been bleeding to death internally, emotionally, and no one had truly seen. Rauf had noticed something, that was something Altair noticed later, but at the time one friendly face and hand was only just enough to keep him from drowning. If he could change anything it would have been that the one person actually trying to draw him from his own darkness would not have died as a result of that shade. Kadar deserved better.
Now, sitting in a chair so far from his true home, Altair wondered if perhaps he should have tried to open up to the Da'i and Rafique that had tried to help and guide him. Darim would possibly have his mother and brother still, Malik would be berating Altair himself for being driven from his home, and Altair himself would be… better perhaps. Not as worn and broken down as he felt. Not as haunted by so many dead, his parents, Adha, Maria, Sef, Malik, Rauf, and so so many others. Golden eyes closed in grief, in silent guilt for more than just taking possession of the Apple of Eden.
Darim walked into the room, Sef's wife behind him looking anxiously at him. It was almost ludicrous how the two of them seemed uneasy around him, an old man who was past the age where he could truly have stood against them. Seeing his son shift nervously Altair smiled softly and stood.
"You wish to seek those who remained behind."
"Yes." Darim replied, squaring his shoulders, a gesture that echoed Maria so strongly Altair saw her there instead for a moment.
"You have my blessing to go." Altair reached forward and set his hands on his son’s shoulders giving an affectionate squeeze.
"Come with me."
"I-"
"Father," Sef's wife interrupted, "please, do not waste away here. It is not what Sef would have wanted."
Altair sighed and closed his eyes once more. He wanted to but could he? Could he face those ghosts again? Malik would have laughed at him letting something like that stop him. Rauf's voice speaking in support of him seemed to echo from his memory too and Altair's shoulders… they relaxed as he reopened his eyes, an easing of tension he had not even noticed lingering there.
"I will need my blades if we are to go."
Relief lit Darim's face, his blue eyes filled with tears, prompting Altair to pull his son into a hug. If Darim's hands clung to his robes Altair would never admit to it, and if he clung to his son too then that was their secret too.
"I have them ready for you father. I also have some clothes for you to wear so we are less conspicuous."
"Good, very good."
Pain lingered but looking at the two children, his children now, Altair thought that perhaps pain could do more than drive to darkness and perhaps sympathy and kindness could lead to greater places still. Smiling grimly he decided to try and see. Even Abbas deserved some kindness despite the agony he had dealt to others. Unbidden words he had spoken with one whom he had loved and been betrayed by came to mind, this time without the grief that they typically carried and Altair resolved to follow through on his own words once again.
'You gave him a chance to reclaim his honor.'
'No man should pass from this life without knowing some kindness.'
'Yet he rejected your grace.'
'As was his right.'
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mangocustard16 · 2 months
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life is so worth livinggg
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delbelly · 11 months
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shade of sun (treebark fic)
rated E for explicit
martyn/rendog
“Martyn,” Ren murmured, “you don’t owe me anything.” His tone made Martyn’s chest ache like a wound. Martyn’s hand found its way softly to Ren’s lips, one finger holding them closed. “I would like to pay you back, milord.” Ren fell quiet, nodded under the press of Martyn’s fingertips. One clawed hand came up to grasp his wrist and tugged it gently away. “Anything you wish.”
After the Red King rescues Martyn from a difficult encounter, Martyn seeks to repay his Lord with an act of service. Ren is more than happy to oblige.
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thatndginger · 1 year
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Writeblr Meme Monday
I was tagged by @iced-ginger-tea and y'all I've been waiting for monday to roll around for this!
rules: take a blank template meme and format it to fit your characters or wip!
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I am a chronic meme-er and I have no regrets
I'm going to no-pressure tag @lynnedwardswrites @toribookworm22 @afoolandathief @thetruearchmagos @writeintrees and anyone else who might wanna play ^.^
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sophsun1 · 2 years
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I'm so in love with the way Buffy and Angel stare at each other like you can FEEL the chemistry through the screen. They don't need to say I love you because it's already there with the way they look at each other. Not to mention Angel's lil smiles where his whole face lights up at the sight of her 💕
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hournites · 1 year
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#10 (“Who decorated your tree? A toddler?”) with yolanda and rick for the holiday stargirl prompts!
Yolanda slipped her shoes off at the Chapel foyer, padding into the long hallway in her socks. She turns the corner and finds Rick sitting on the living room couch with a book. The Chapels had invited Yolanda over for dinner a few days before Christmas. They had technically invited her over for Christmas, but she wants to go to the midnight mass on Christmas Eve with her family. It might not be the smoothest of nights, but she's willing to make the effort and isn't expecting it to be full of the warmth and holiday spirit that Hallmark movies advertise on TV. That's what tonight is for.
She waves at Rick and digs out the same reindeer headband she wore from last year to stick on his head. He grumbles, pretending that he doesn't like it, but she knows that if he really hated it so much, he'd have taken it off.
"Where's Beth?"
"In her room," he says. "I'm not allowed in there, but she's in a video call with one of her cousins in South Carolina." Yolanda bites her tongue at the hilarity of the fact Rick isn't allowed in Beth's room. He glances at the time on his watch. "She's been there for an hour, she'll probably be out soon."
"Beth has cousins?"
Rick shrugs. "First time I've heard of it too."
Yolanda turns around, admiring what the Chapels had done with the place. Mr. and Mrs. Chapel both return from some last minute grocery shopping a few minutes later, unwinding their scarves from their necks and shaking the dusting of snow off their hats and boots.
"Yolanda!" Beth's dad says cheerfully. "You've made it!"
Her mom comes around and gives her a little squeeze. "We're glad to see you. How are you holding up?" Yolanda closes her eyes and breathes in Bridget Chapel's perfume, telling herself again not to get choked up for the hundredth time just because her friends' moms are so nice to her. She clears her throat.
"I'm good," she says, and hopes her voice doesn't betray her emotions. She catches Rick glancing at her from his book, and she can tell that he knows what's up. He gives her a crooked smile that screams been there. She pulls herself away with a deep breath. "I'm ready to learn all of the Chapel cooking secrets."
Beth's dad laughs. "That's the spirit!"
Beth comes down the stairs, grinning widely when she notices Yolanda is there. She races to her for a hug, and pulls back. "Oh my gosh, your hair is down!"
Yolanda touches the waves hanging down her shoulders. "Oh, yeah," she says. "I don't know, I'm starting to get tired of the braids. Does it look good?"
"It looks great," Rick says. Yolanda spins around, not expecting that from Rick, least of all from his bobbing-reindeer head. Beth beams at both of them. "Let's start with the glazed ham!"
The three walk further into the Chapel house as Beth helps her parents bring the groceries to the kitchen. Yolanda has to stop a few feet down the new hallway, pressing her hands to her mouth with a half-aborted laugh. The artificial christmas tree set up before her is half tilted and streaming with mismatched tinsel and straining under the weight of a gigantic black angel with golden feathered wings. It looks like it'll collapse at any moment. "Beth? Who decorated your tree? A toddler?"
Rick steps forward sheepishly. "Me, actually..."
Yolanda laughs. "They let you decorate their tree?"
Rick comes around, frowning at it with his arms folded over his chest. "Is it really that bad? Beth didn't say anything..."
Yolanda snorts. "Of course she didn't."
Rick frowns down at her. "Huh? But-"
"Beth just doesn't have the heart to tell you this sucks." She circles around it slowly, trying to help lift up the drooping garland. "First of all, why didn't you start the new string of garland where the last one ended?"
"I thought the point was to layer it."
"Layer it how?"
Rick opens his mouth, and begins to make a point, looks at the tree, then closes it. He rubs his chin with his hand wordlessly.
"That's what I thought."
"I used all of the ornaments that James told me I could."
Yolanda can't stop roasting him. "All the gold balls on one side and all the red balls on the other side. What happened to proportions and even distribution?"
She laughs when Rick says, "At least I can reach the top of the tree."
"You look like you stabbed that poor angel on top of there." She stretches on her toes to try and adjust her, but she can't get her fingers close enough to the golden fabric of the doll's dress.
"Having trouble?"
Yolanda rolls her eyes. "A little help?"
Rick lifts her from the ground. She lets out a little airborne yelp, wiggling in his grasp as Rick steadies her to reach the angel. She picks her up from the way her legs are smashed between two pine branches, and sits the angel doll down delicately at the top.
"Guys, there's a little mishap with the pineapple glaze situation, so we might need to switch up meals tonight--" Beth comes back around the corner and halts at the scene in front of her. She tilts her head at them, a wry smile on her face. "What's going on here?"
"Sorry Beth," Yolanda says as Rick puts her down. "I'm not above telling a man his tree-decorating skills suck ass."
"You told me it looked like I had put a lot of work into it!" Rick accuses Beth.
Beth giggles at getting caught, scratching the back of her neck when Yolanda gives her a look.
"I was telling the truth!"
The gears turn in Rick's head. "You mean you also think this sucked?" He raises his voice down the hall to Beth's parents. "You all thought this sucked?"
"Sorry Rick!" James laughed from the pantry.
"It was a valiant effort!" Bridget added.
"Oh my god."
Yolanda smirks, flicking on the stupid reindeer ears when Rick buries his face in his hands and groans. She pats his shoulder. "Told you."
Beth says,"Yolanda, why don't you teach him. I'm going to look through more recipe books with my mom."
She walks away and Rick waits until she's out of ear-shot to whisper, "Why didn't Beth just tell me that I'm Christmas-tree challenged?"
"Because," Yolanda drawls out, "she has a crush on you!"
Rick scoffs, his face turning pink. He picks up a glass ornament that looks like it might come falling off at any moment, staring at it very intensely. "No, she doesn't." But his eyes skitter to the left, looking at her from the corner of his eye. "...Does she?"
Yolanda bumps his hip and he nearly drops the ornament. He fumbles for it as it nearly flies out of his grasp, still all bumbling. She can't help but feel a bit bad for how disastrously he takes the mere possibility of his feelings returned. "Rick," she says, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Rick, Rick, Rick. Listen closely because I'm not saying this twice."
"Saying what twice?"
Yolanda looks into his confused eyes, done making fun of him. "Why do you think you're not allowed in her room?"
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kittytheartist · 2 years
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NatsuTeru headcannons wowo
I know you all are starved so...
Natsuhiko knows Teru is always tired so he lets him rest and talks to him till he falls asleep
usually leaning on Natsuhiko's shoulder and Teru gets so embarrassed and apologizes profusely once his sleepy self has noticed.
Natsuhiko always tries to get his phone number every time he sees him so he can text good morning or something random bc he's odd over text but Teru loves it.
Teru always laughs to himself later in the day remembering Natsuhiko's antics.
Natsuhiko tried to call Teru pet names once but got his ass beat.
Teru never tells Natsuhiko anything so Natsuhiko always tries everything till he finds something Teru even slightly likes.
Natsuhiko always gives Teru a flower before the weekend with some pain killers bc he noticed some scrapes Teru accidentally let's show.
Natsuhiko would always try to slip by at Teru's class breaks so he can try and smooth their last flirting gone wrong(it never works)
Teru genuinely finds Natsuhiko's flirting annoying but Natsuhiko's beaming stupid face makes up for it.
Teru likes to wham his sword handle into Natsuhiko's stomach.
Teru just starts to walk away when Natsuhiko starts talking about how his acts of violence is love, he just can't stand how stupid his unofficial bf is.
Teru likes to talk about other guys in the council or he's seen to make Natsuhiko jealous(it works).
he also says he's straight and likes girls all the time to Natsuhiko to try and ward him off but Natsuhiko comes right back the next day stronger then ever after sulking with Sakura for a bit.
Teru likes to go see Sakura in the broadcasting room and they have conversations about Natsuhiko over tea, Natsuhiko has no idea.
Sakura is always asking Natsuhiko how his triumph of getting Teru's number went in mid day.
Teru gets jealous whenever Natsuhiko talks about Sakura and Natsuhiko always talks about her more on purpose to see Teru try and hide his jealousy.
Natsuhiko's favorite thing to do is try and pin Teru but it always ends in a hit to the gut or face, but he always sees the hit to the face a way of indirect face holding so Teru stopped doing it.
Natsuhiko always gets Teru some coffee before school so he can give it to him in the council room.
Teru never drinks the coffee bc it'd be far too embarrassing too.
Teru actually adores Natsuhiko's hair cut and how curly his hair is, but will never let himself stare at him, I mean, why would he....
Natsuhiko loves collecting stickers so he gift's some to Teru to share his love, and he never minds when Teru just throws it out or doesn't accept it bc that's just Teru being shy.
Sakura actually loves hearing about and having Teru over for tea and would prefer if Natsuhiko was more open about his triumph for Teru.
Natsuhiko adores Teru's pale skin.
Natsuhiko actually rlly likes My Melody from Hello kitty and keeps trying to get Teru to match him in the pink bunny hats
but always fails......
ok that's all for now♡
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theelvishscribbler · 1 year
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The thing i love about comics is that it’s not just the images that tell the story but the page layouts and panelling can also inform the story. comics are so cool!!
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outcast-thingz · 1 year
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YES THEY HAD ONE IN THE GIFS okay okay so this, this is an Amphithere (there are multiple spellings this is just the one I use the most)
-they reside some where in Europe
-they can have either bat like wings or feathered ones oh oh and either feathers or scales on their bodies🥰
-they kinda look like a flying snake but that's kinda what I love about them.
-Usually their main colors are like yellows and greens but there can be other main colors like red or blue.
-Plus they have l arrow tipped tails in some accounts.
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when joan jett said i love rock n roll i think she was talking about these two
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 month
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The math just adds up!
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