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xitsensunmoon · 2 months

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I know Valentine's Day has passed and I'm not even a fan but hear me out

We all know that in Help Wanted 2 Sun quite literally states that everything made in Pizzaplex is a property of Fazco, right? So he can do whatever he wants with it.

...You clean up with Sun after hours, like you always do, but today is a little bit different.

Today the daycare is covered in red and pink paper scraps, the leftovers of a few hours of Sun lecturing the kids on how to properly make Valentine cards. You could tell he wasn't in the mood because of something, but you couldn't catch why exactly without talking to him first and truly, your own mind wasn't at ease either so you left him be.

You still help him out of course, as you always do, handing him all of the kid's drawings in a pack and watching him go through them all, sorting, but then shred some. Not all of them, but quite a big chunk doesn't make it.

Probably because of how badly some of the kids tested his nerves today, part of you thinks.

But your mind leaves that thought abandoned very quickly, as you notice that he's almost done with his little routine. You wait patiently, holding one last card behind your back and when he turns back to you, clapping his hands in excitement at being done, you offer him another heart-shaped card. He snatches it with an overstretched smile plastered across his face and your heart sinks when it ends with the same fate as the ones which Sun deemed unworthy of keeping.

"No extras, told them — no extras! Faz.co is already generous enough to give those brats free paper to do their little silly confessions, I can't believe some child made two. Like they have so many loved ones?! Ha! Unacceptable, unacceptable."

He shakes his head in disapproval and dusts his hands, and it almost feels like the last card in his mind was filthy, as it was created by breaking his rules.

You look down at the brightly coloured pile of paper strips on the cushioned floor, feeling your chest tightening, but deciding against saying a thing.

A glitter pen writing in blue and yellow traces one single word, on the strip that has fallen the last.

Your name.

#xit shh #sundrop #sundrop x reader #sun x reader #sun fnaf #fnaf sun #the pile of other people's feelings #so insignificant to him #you really didn't think you would end up there #did you?

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niightegoblingtyime · 3 months

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Jon in tma, as we all know: “Martin… you’re not… you didn’t die here, did you?”

Alice in the recent tmagp episode: “I was born down here and I’ll die down here”

All I’m saying is The Magnus Protocol has the opportunity to do the funniest thing right now

#the magnus protocol #tmagp #the magnus protocol theories #tmagp theory #alice dyer #tmagp alice #I’m just saying #I know we’re all looking at this line as spooky and foreboding #but it would be SO funny #I’m just like Jon fr #Alice… you’re not…#you didn’t die down here #did you?#ill be back

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vixstarria · 5 months

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Saw a post along the lines of Astarion running over to you in camp like a cat to a can of tuna the moment you accidentally cut yourself, and felt like writing a short little something.

Would take place after you’ve let him feed on you, but before you’ve slept with him.

Astarion x Tav, early Act 1, blood drinking

Ever the night owls, you and Astarion were the last two still up by the campfire. He was reading some book he had picked up along the way, and you were sharpening your dagger. Just as he got up and was about to walk past you on the way to his tent, you cut your thumb on the blade. Not deep enough to need stitches or healing, but deep enough for an immediate rush of blood.

“Ah! Son of a...” you winced.

“How clumsy of you, dear. Shall I have a look?” you heard from Astarion, as he crouched down near you.

“Oh what, you want some of this?” you cut to the chase, nodding at the bleeding wound.

“...Do you want me to want it, darling? It would be rude of me to decline if you did,” he answered reaching out for your hand. You made a gesture as if to offer it to him, before stopping.

“Wait. How do I know you don’t have rabies?” You jerked your hand back. “In fact, there’s no way your mouth is sanitary, who knows where you’ve been putting it.”

“Oh please,” he rolled his eyes. “As if you weren’t about to stick it into your own filthy mouth.” His eyes returned to the thumb. “It’s about to start dripping everywhere.”

“It is," you agreed. "And it would pain you to waste a single precious drop, wouldn’t it?”

“You know, contrary to popular belief, vampires don’t lose their minds at the mere sight of blood.” He was getting annoyed. “Do you get excited and start salivating every time you see a potato?”

“You’re right, I should just wipe it and bandage it up.”

“Oh for hells’ sake, give it here,” he dropped his nonchalance, grabbing your hand and sticking your thumb into his mouth.

You felt Astarion running his incisors along the flesh of your thumb to urge more blood out, followed by a feeling of his tongue running along the wound and a sensation of sucking. He looked so focused on his task that it was almost endearing. Thinking creature blood was still very new and utterly irresistible to him.

Then, as if suddenly coming to his senses, he glanced at you sheepishly, meeting your eyes, your thumb still in his mouth.

You turned your hand so your index finger rested beneath Astarion’s chin, and withdrew your thumb from him, first slowly running it along his lower lip and leaving a subtle trail of blood, all while maintaining eye contact.

“Well then,” you said softly. “You were heading to bed? I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“...Yes,” he said, blinking. “...Right. Good night.”

You smiled to yourself and returned to your tasks as he walked off without another word.

#Astarion #bg3 #baldur’s gate 3 #Astarion gets hit by reverse seduction card #Astarion walking off wondering what the hell just happened #yes I did suck my own thumb to figure out the logistics #did you?

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daemonsrhaenyra · 7 days

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Anti-tommy fans: His comment about the closet was so mean and rude. He disrespects Buck and I can't believe you're all jumping ship.

me: Hey, remember when Chimney punched Buck in the face and it was supposely dealt with off screen, but we'll never know if Chimney actually apologized and what he was sorry for precisely.

#bucktommy #911 abc #tommy kinard #I think about that all the time #especially now since there seem to be some people who want to hate #there's a lot of characters you can hate on for several reasons #Tommy kinard? Babes - not one of them.#And yes I rewatched the Begins episodes last week #Did you?

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thisischeri · 8 months

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Windows XP Professional, Luna olive green style, 2005

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short-wooloo · 1 year

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Some idiot commenting on a Twitter post for SW Visions S2: "learn your own lore! Jedi don't conceal their lightsabers! That's a sith thing!"

Replies:

"Guess Luke isn't a Jedi" (hiding his lightsaber in R2 in ROTJ)

"Just admit you're making up shit to bitch about new SW"

"Kanan concealed his lightsaber"

"Tera Sinube's lightsaber is hidden in his cane"

"The Jedi have to conceal their lightsabers to survive after order 66"

"Visions is a non canon reimagining, it doesn't have to follow the lore (but also it isn't ignoring lore, plenty of Jedi conceal their lightsabers, especially after order 66)"

(Personal favorite) "Because all Jedi are all exactly the same at every point in the timeline, even in alternate universes"

"Breaking news, Master Sinube is a sith lord"

#wooloo-writes #wooloo writes #star wars #sw #idiots #“learn the lore!”#they say #did you?#jedi #kanan jarrus #tera sinube #star wars visions #sw visions #visions #visions season 2 #star wars visions season 2 #sw visions season 2

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hel7l7 · 1 year

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#did you?

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bluefilms14 · 3 months

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📼: the apothecary diaries

#i cried for them #did you?#the apothecary diaries #anime

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lazy-cakes · 3 months

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Obviously they’re part of a larger sketchbook page, but my brain rot has leaked out of writing and into the real world

#franmaya #life drawing #sketchbook #princess peach #yeah that’s her! I have written some bowser/peach but…I’m too shy to share it anywhere LOL #I have no idea how it would be received and I’m honestly too scared to go looking bc it seems like a potentially volatile ship #but anyway!#bet a lot of readers didn’t know I minored in Painting :3c #but now you do!#doobles #ace attorney #franziska von karma #maya fey #I also thought you might like to see the process!#did you?#please let me know :D #mlp #calico critters

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plasticnana · 1 year

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#blur #britpop #blur band #damon albarn #graham coxon #alex james #dave rowntree #90's #you didn't stop the madness #did you?

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croziers-compass · 4 months

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hello willbur!!

fuck marry kill + sit a sauna where anything can happen with: the four terror lieuts!

Oh hello, darling elliot! It's always such a pleasure to see your charming face in my small home. Let me get some coffee on and discuss the hot pulsing bodies of the Terror Leftenants together, shall we?

Fuck, Marry, Kill, and have a Sauna Date with the four Terror Leftenants, eh?

This took far more consideration than I anticipated. but I believe I have formulated an answer including a Blooper Reel for your enjoyment.

I would fuck Jopson. This is not even a question. For certain he is the best choice in this regard, though Nedward is a close second. As a bottom, by trade, I know that Thomas Jopson would have such an astute ability to hone in on exactly what someone needs, wants, or will drive them the most mad. Truly, I think that Thomas Jopson's keen eye for detail and terrifying mind would make him quite the experience.

I would Kill John Irving. It's not personal. And by no means is this an attack upon Heinrich. But I do not wish to tolerate John Irving's presence in a sauna nor would I fuck him. Nor would I marry him. This leaves but one final mercy I can bestow upon him. I would make it quick. Something easy. Like lacing his tea so he simply falls asleep and never wakes up, none the wiser.

I would Marry Edward. I think he would actually be a superb spouse. Being a simple creature with simple needs myself, I think I could work well with that. He would be a splendid spouse, I think. I am rather anchored and well structured, so that gives him something to lean on. I am confident and steady and make a good touchstone that is not flamboyant and out there like James. I would rather focus on my interests and hold polite quiet conversation rather than have a lot of excitement. Humble people with warm dispositions.

And I would not mind whatever way Hodgson and I went in the Sauna. Let it become something of a scandalous debacle. Let it be a merging of intellectual minds full of clever words and well read verses. Whichever comes naturally. Perhaps we can start with the .... conversations ... and let it go from there. Sliding closer and closer, interested in what the other has to say, keenly at the edge of the seat until, well, you're seated on the other's lap. Who knows!

Your blooper reel was a joke that I was talking about. How I would fuck Jopson, Marry Edward, and then I would seppuku myself and let John Irving and Hodgson have the Sauna. Who even knows what could happen there! I hate the prospect of killing any of these lovelies. I could never! But alas, I settled with a choice. Though now I am curiously shuffling various combinations of these men together, alone, in a sauna for several hours.

What would happen if we stuck Thomas and Edward into a wee sauna beside one another for a few hours? All warm and slicked with sweat, the aroma of herbs permeating the steam rising up... Or Hodgson and Little? How comfortable is Little with Hodgson? They've known one another for a while... Or John and Little? Close friends and serving many years on the same ships, certainly they've seen a bit of one another. Purely Christian thoughts of course with nothing deviating from the sort! No such thing could happen, certainly! I'm sure John's freckles across his shoulders and chest would not attract Little's eye at all...

Or Little's shoulders pooling with beads of sweat would not at all be something mesmerizing to Hodgson...

I digress... Thank you for visiting! This is what happens when you come to my inbox. I write you a short novella.

I hope you enjoyed and that this satisfied your curiosity! How did I do? Was it what you anticipated?