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#c: the captain
spirk-trek · 26 days
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when your captain just defeated an alien entity with the power of friendship and everyone around you is laughing but you're vulcan :/
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chocomars · 5 months
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This is one of the ways they show their affection towards each other, by the way.
pt 2
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vaguely-concerned · 24 days
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sisko: *sigh* against my will and for complicated political reasons I am sent to save your sorry cardassian ass yet again. just get in the fucking car already pls
gul dukat: there's a hidden meaning in that! the usurper of terok nor obviously desires me carnally
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rayix · 1 month
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Hiii this is my Animal Crossing OC.
His name is Ramon and he's a cranky yet goofy af wolf villager who is totally original and is not just an already existing character but in ACNH. Haha cringe
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cobaltbeam · 4 months
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curse my still beating heart
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jiyascepter · 20 days
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˗ˏˋ➳ Winter Soldier Promo Photoshoot | Lockscreens
one word. hair.
do not repost
pls reblog if you save
requests open 🪼
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levitiquee · 6 months
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𝘔𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭
𝘞𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵e𝘭𝘭
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Levi let out a sigh of relief the moment your silhouette appeared through the shadows, tensed shoulders relaxing. He turned his head, all focus shifting instantly to you.
“You.” He exhaled, a hint of exasperation in his tone, indicating that the little time spent without your absence had not been very fun. “Where have you been?”
“Hi. Went to scout.” You answered, reaching the little campfire to stand beside Levi. All your friends sat circling it. Levi’s subtle, not very subtle eagerness at your arrival seemed to have triggered something, making the already guffawing crowd of people laugh even harder. Concluded with Levi’s sour face, it wasn’t very hard to guess what the subject of amusement must have been.
“Oh, are we bullying Levi again?” You beamed, nudging Levi’s leg with your foot, signaling him to give you space. “Scoot over. I want to join too.”
Levi shot a glare, but shifted to let you sit beside him. As another wave of laugher sparked through your friends, you plopped down on the grass, folding your legs. It was a chilly night, and everyone wanted to stay near the fire, therefore, the circle was so tightly formed around the fire, you could barely squeeze yourself between Levi and Nifa.
“Sit on my lap, why don’t you?” Levi grumbled, scowling and squirming a little at the close contact.
“What? It’s cold. And you’re warm.” You said as you sat down. “What are you so pissy for anyways?” You pressed yourself tighter, curling yourself up against him, uncaring of the poisonous gaze. You’ve learnt a long ago, half of Levi's words didn’t mean shit, that if he actually was uncomfortable, you wouldn’t even be here right now, he would’ve broken a bone or two. Levi’s personal space wasn’t something he let anyone come through, but you’ve been an exception for that for a long time.
And he was warm. A warmth that surprisingly only the cold, cold man was capable of.
And as always, the low protest died soon and he adjusted to let you lean against him.
“Hange.” He muttered, answering your previous question. “They’re trying to convince people to marry me.”
“Wonderful.” You grinned, “I volunteer.”
“I hate you.”
Cue for a very drunk Hange cracking up again, leading the others to join in. Even Erwin, ever regal and solemn, couldn’t seem to be able to hold the small smile from forming. With Hange’s contagious laughter and Levi’s scowl, it was impossible to.
“Oh why’d you let Hange drink again?” You laughed, watching them as Moblit struggled, trying to pry the bottle out of the section commander's grasp. “They're gonna be terrible to deal with tomorrow.”
“They insisted it was one sip.” Erwin said solemnly.
“Well, that sure seems like one sip.”
“But seriously though,” Nanaba piped in, shoulders still shaking with the waves of laughter. “Levi’s got all that spunk, but no bitches.”
“Stubborn shortie-” Hange's voice was cut of as they hiccupped
“Shut up. All of you. Please.” Levi sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “
“Point stands. In your mid-thirties, Levi. How long are you going to wait?”
“Why,” He huffed. “Are you people so insistent on analyzing my personal life every damn time? Do you not have anything better to do?”
“Only well wishers.” She gave him a smug smile. “That’s what friends do, they care for each other.”
“No. You just want to give me shit.”
“Well, that too.” She shrugged.
“Iffff—if anything,” Hange stumbled in, rubbing their eyes. She glanced at you pointedly. “You could at least date her. That’d be nice.”
“So I keep telling him.” You feigned a disappointed sigh.
“Don’t fucking egg them on.” He hissed, face heating up at the suggestion. How could they even think it’d work out? He thinks, against the thoughts tugging. Ridiculous. They were ridiculous. You were just as ridiculous. So what does he do with this ridiculous fucking feelin–
“Oh but look,” Hange leaned forward, squinting to watch the two of you, their glasses reflecting off the fire and casting shadows on their face. “ Do mine eyes deceive me or is Ackerman over there blushing?”
“No.” The denial was quick. A little too quick.
“I confirm.” Nanaba smirked. Miche grunted.
“No.”
“Oh, Levi.” Erwin’s eyes glimmered amusement.
“I will hit you. Don’t even go there.”
The roar of laughter only grew louder.
And the night rolled on, the nonsense bickerings and banters continued. Friendly faces and friendly voices, joking and teasing and laughing without a care in the world. Bottles clinked, the firelight glinting on them. At one point, you and Hange started singing some stupid song you’ve heard in the fair, rocking back and forth with the music. And you weren’t certain, but you could swear there was a hint of melody even in the wind blowing by. And it was cold, but with Levi beside you, you were okay. But that was okay, it was okay. More than okay, really. The happiness was overwhelming.
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“You know,” Hange called out suddenly. They had taken to fully sprawl out on the grass. They’d been quiet a while, and you had thought they must’ve passed out, but appears not.
Everyone turned to look at them.
“This is nice isn’t it?” They mumbled, blinking up to the sky. “I mean, sure, we might die tomorrow, but this is nice. I wouldn’t really mind dying.”
“You know, what would’ve been nice, Hange?” Nanaba said, watching Hange. And despite the words itself, she was smiling. “To not mention death.”
“I know but,” Hange sat up, grinning. “This is not too bad as a last night of your life right? I wouldn’t mind.”
And for a second, no one spoke. Perhaps, it was because all were drunk more or less but that hit harder in that moment. Unsaid words were spoken in silence, the wind carrying the oaths away. And even Levi’s eyes had softened.
Only Hange could say words like that with that face, you thought. You weren’t sad, not really. Because Hange was right. Being a scout meant learning to appreciate every breath you can take, and nights like this were as good as they’d come.
“Aww Hange.” You sighed, grinning back. “Cheesy much? You’re making Levi all squirmy.”
“No, I am not—” Levi’s protests were buried as the group jumped in yet again another session of Levi leg-pulling.
But despite it all, Levi thought.
Pissheads, all of them were. But nevertheless.
He watched you with the corner of his eyes, watching you as you laughed your head off to something Eld said, shoulders shaking, the firelight making your eyes glitter. And you were so close, so close, he could hardly breathe. And the urge to wrap an arm around you, to pull you closer. To feel you against him.Would that be so wrong of him? If he leaned close, would you pull away? But it’s okay, he thinks.
Hange was right.
It’s okay if he dies tomorrow. He wouldn’t really mind.
He didn’t really mind right now either.
He finds it strange that he didn’t really mind it. Any of it.
He didn’t mind Hange or Nanaba or any of them.
He didn’t mind your stupid little jokes, clearly made with the intention to piss him off. He didn’t really mind that you were so close. He didn’t mind that your head on his shoulder. He didn’t mind a lot of things that he thinks he would’ve minded if it was anyone else but you.
He doesn’t really know how it works. He doesn’t like thinking about the strange little feelings in his heart that tugged everytime you smiled, or the way his stomach tightened whenever you flirted with him so casually.
And maybe one day he’ll tell you. Maybe he won’t
Does it matter? Is it not enough to only have you alive and close?
He’s here now. With everyone and with you.
He’s home.
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temeyes · 5 months
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last batch of Gaz/Price dood twt requests for now!! [prev post here!]
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They so would all be best friends and do the funniest shit ever together #besties fr
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chocmarss · 1 year
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Jesse was one of the oldest clones to be involved with the 501st so it hit me right in the chest when I realised that he was one of Rex’s men in helping Anakin train Ahsoka to fight off their enemies earlier in the war, and Jesse was there trying to kill her under the chip’s orders at the end of S7, where she and Rex were fighting for their lives before they were able to escape in the end. Jesse helped her escape from himself, even if he didn’t know it in the beginning. and ohhhhhh I cannot do this, fellas
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rozugold · 2 months
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Benchtrio (and Micheal if you feel like it) exchanging cards and candies with each other :D
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I rlly liked how the sketch came out so I colored it :]
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c-nstantine · 7 months
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John Price Headcanons
Captain John Price with a doting and soft wife who takes care of him when he comes back from missions. She always has dinner ready for him and wears the cutest house dresses.
Captain John Price helps with his wife's wash day routine when it's his day off because it's nice to do something so mundane.
Captain John Price who refuses to let the 141 meet his wife at first because she's a bit younger, and he doesn't want to hear their jokes. 
Captain John Price who loves to have his wife sit in his lap while smokes his cigars when they're just watching a moving. It doesn't matter how much she weighs, he just wants to hold her. 
Captain John Price who likes fucking his wife gently after a long day of work. He likes to come home to her and take a shower to wash his day away. There's something about seeing his wife waiting for him to come home that awakens something in him.
Captain John Price who doesn't necessarily want kids but is definitely having sex without a condom. He likes feeling all of her and thinks it's a bit wasteful to use a condom.
Captain John Price who keeps one picture of his wife in his wallet. It's such a cute picture because she's in a sundress with and one of those big floppy sunhats. 
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kevinfeiges · 10 months
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Captain Marvel (2019) || Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 (2023)
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gomzdrawfr · 1 month
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down, boy!
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full on twt
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routeriver · 1 year
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A gift for @hopalongfairywren woo! i tried to think of what will puffy react if hannah apologizes for the red banquet stuff so this is what i come up with hope you like it ^_^)b
read wren’s gift now >> link
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levitiquee · 7 months
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Touching Levi for the first time, taking it slow, just the barest graze of your fingers against his cheek but his eyes are squeezed shut and his breathing heavy and he has pure agony etched into his face because holy shit, he might just break.
Because you were so soft. So gentle with him, so good, so slow, so kind.
And the way you were looking at him, with so much love, it's too much for him, he thought. He doesn't deserve that. He doesn't deserve you.
And no one in his life has ever touched him like that.
For the first time, he realized, physical contact doesn't always have to be followed by pain. It's not always a punch in the face or fingers around his throat. Sometimes, it can be this.
And he's praying, praying to what or for what, he isn't sure, but he's begging, he's fucking begging, dear goddamn world, don't take this away from him, let him have this.
And 'Humanity's strongest' was a joke, he thought. Because right now he feels as though he's made of glass, cracking under your bare fingers.
Touching Levi for the first time and he never lets you go after that
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