#episode 733

[detco-hell]

finally using knowledge gained from tv for age appropriate purposes

[episode 733 - The Wedding Reception and the Two Gunshots]

#detective conan #episode 733 #The Wedding Reception and the Two Gunshots #2014 #edogawa conan #anime original #700-800 #red jacket #dcmk #detco hell original

[hauntingblue]

LAWWW FUCKING SHAMBLEEEES

#HE HAS BEEN IMAPALED!!!! LUFFY DOWN!!!!! #NOOOOOOOOOO LUFFFYYYYY HAS BEEN PUPPETEEEEED NOOOOOOOOOO #LAAAAAW SHAMBLEEEEEES #LAWWWW CUT HIS HANDS OFF #nvm he did it on his own heheeee #ONE PUNCH!!!!!!!!! #luffy the man that you are #and cora san with the d lore at the end... i know law is weeping #talking tag #watching one piece #episode 733 #luffy looks just like he did when he passed out after ace died..... STOP #gatz crying agdjahskahwus #me as him fr..... #the dressrosa music again as he announces luffy won..... #i love robin being luffys number 1 fan bc so true.... #franky crying too ahwkajwk so real #how many dressrossans are now luffy believers.... welcome to the club #luffyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy #episode 734

[toastnpretzels]

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relationships: crosshair x reader

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word count: 733

warnings: angsty, fluff, there's an unexplained relationship between the reader and crosshair, kinda left it up to interpretation whether you think they were together before or if it was just them having feelings for each other.

season 3 episode 4 spoilers

author's note: i have not posted a fic in so long. ive been so busy but that doesnt matter. the new episode had me feeling some type of way so here you go. its kinda short but i didnt want to expand without seeing hunter and wrecker's reaction to crosshair being back.

thank you for any support whether its likes, reblogs, or comments <3

“I had help.”

The last few months had been terrible. From losing Tech and then losing Omega to the empire. Spending everyday looking for her with no success. Nothing was ok. All of us were miserable. Our family was being torn apart and there was nothing we could do about it. It couldn’t have gotten any worse.

Getting the comm from Omega was one of the best things to ever happen to us, but seeing her running down from the ship was even better. Embracing her, knowing she was safe, felt better than anything had. Things were starting to feel right again. All it took was one hug from Omega.

But then he walked off the cargo ship and everything in my body froze. He looked so different. He had been gone for so long that I thought the feelings had disappeared. Seeing him there, I knew they never were.

I forgot what it was like to be near him. I forgot how my heart sped up and how my head felt dizzy. I forgot how he smelled and how warm he was. I forgot how much I loved him.

-

After Kaller, nothing was ever the same. He wasn’t the same. The chip had changed him. The Empire had changed him.

He let us go on Kamino. The same day you had told him you loved him. On the platform before we left, with tears in my eyes. I told him I loved him.

“You shouldn’t.”

“Crosshair, please,” you whispered. He could hear the way your voice was breaking. You couldn’t lose him again.

When he didn’t say anything, you turned to walk away. Typical Crosshair to not say anything. He grabbed your wrist as you started walking.

“I love you.”

You stared at him. Your tears threatened to spill out from his confession.

“But I can’t come with you. You deserve better. This is where I want to be. With the Empire.”

I should have dragged him to the ship. I should have done more. But what more could you do when he didn’t want to be there. He wanted to be with the Empire.

Why couldn’t he have just came with you that day?

-

No one moved. Everyone was just as shocked to see him. No one knew what he was going to do, how he was going to react. He had tried to kill us before, but he had also let us go. No one trusted him anymore. You chose to remember how he had let us go.

You were the first one to move. Slowly, I stepped out from behind Wrecker. Every step I took towards him was filled with anxiety. It had been too long.

He doesn’t want to see me.

Is he still him?

Why did he come then?

Why would he still be here if he didn’t want to be?

You stopped a few feet in front of him. I could see how tired he looked from where I was standing. I couldn’t stand seeing him like this. It hurt so much. He had been through so much since Kamino.

What did they do to him?

I couldn’t stand there anymore. I ran the few feet that were left in between us. I wasn’t sure if he would push me away. As I got close to him, I fell right into his arms. I didn’t realize just how much I had missed him until this moment. He wrapped his arms around me in the tightest embrace I’ve ever had. It had been too long since I had felt him. He was safe. He was here.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered after a few minutes, so quietly that you barely heard it.

I looked up at him. He had tears that were threatening to spill over. Your heart broke at the look on his face.

“Shh. Not now. Just let me hold you.”

You stood there for what felt like an eternity just holding each other. Quiet tears were spiling from both of your eyes.

“I love you,” he whispered into your hair. His arms tightened around you again, as if he was afraid you would disappear.

It would be hard to forgive. Hard for everyone, not just you. So much had happened. But for now, all that mattered was that him and Omega were safe. Omega was home. Crosshair was home.

“I love you too.”

#crosshair x reader #crosshair imagine #the clone wars imagine #star wars imagine #clone force 99 #clone x reader #the bad batch #bad batch #crosshair tbb #the bad batch crosshair #tbb crosshair #the bad batch x reader #the bad batch imagine #star wars the bad batch

[https-chaos]

star trek writers LOVE inventing alien foreplay behaviors. and explaining alien sex. we know so much about klingon sex and we know how often vulcans go into heat and we know cardassians argue to flirt. we know how easily humans seduce other races. we know data fucks by the second episode. we even know about the founders goo sex! truly the six-decade, 13-movie, 733-episode monstrosity of a cinematic universe of all time i love it

#star trek

[fellow-travelers-fic-recs]

Fellow Travelers Fic Recs | February Recap

February was the month for fluff! And boy, did this little fandom need it! So many wonderful fics this month, but I've highlighted the Top 20 that've stuck with me the most. Some Valentine's fluff, fake dating fun, our first Frankie/Marcus main pairing fic, smoking hot smut, a couple outstanding outsider POVs and a few phenomenal tearjerkers. A little something for everyone! ♦️ More fic recs can be found at the fic register, here. Not quite what you're looking for? Tell us what you had in mind, here! -> 💌 ✍️ In addition to the fics highlighted below, there were many new additions to the Promise You WILL Write collection. Check them out here! If you're feeling inspired, please visit the collection to leave a prompt for someone to write or take one for yourself… All are welcome! You can check out their page @promiseyouwillwrite for more info.

💞 February is for lovers... and domestic fluff... and slow dancing... and clothes sharing...and so much more! How do I love thee, let me count the weeks... is a month-long Valentine's Celebration and fic collection based on different prompts each week and hosted by @fellow-travelers-events. 💜 Check out my round-up's for Week 1, Week 2, and Week 3.

♦️ Yours forever anyway by @bluebellsinburbank | ConsumingLove (Bluebellstar) [G, 733] Hawk and Tim dance together.

♦️ Mad about the Boy by @redmyeyes | redmyeyes [E, 5K] “Tell me,” Hawk said, tilting Tim’s head back to give his forehead a quick kiss, “what does my boy want for his birthday?”

“Am I still? Your boy?” Part 3 of Fellow Travelers

♦️ Love Is An Angel Disguised As Lust by Anonymous [E, 2K] Hawk's eyes darkened, from outshining the daytime sky to rivalling the night. His lips curved into a wicked smirk. If Tim didn't know better, he might suspect he'd just played right into Hawk's hands.

"Educate me."

That wasn't exactly what Tim had intended. But, his attention caught by the glint off Hawk's wedding ring, Tim decided he could work with that.

Or, The edging fic that's probably sixty percent soft.

♦️ Rail me until I can't stand by @carnivalrow | nightfall_in_winter [E, 5K] Various missing scenes from episodes 1 and 8. Chapter 1 - Hawk's POV of their last time before Hawk's betrayal. Chapter 2 - Tim's POV of the same scene. Chapter 3 - A missing scene from Episode 1. Hawk is Tim's first because Skippy never went all the way with Bob…

♦️ Beguiled Again by @bluebellsinburbank | ConsumingLove (Bluebellstar) Tim comes home late, finding Hawk asleep and wearing his shirt.

Part 6 of Bravery | Part 3 of FT Valentine's Month

♦️ I Sing the Body Electric by telescape8💠 [M, 20K, WIP]  Modern AU. It all starts on Election Night 2016. Tim falls hard. Hawk falls harder.

♦️ All Tied Up With Nowhere To Go by @jesterlesbian | captainquint [E, 2K] “Are they too tight?” Hawk asked, tugging on Tim’s wrists.

Tim’s wrists were, at that moment, bound to the headboard of Hawkins Fuller’s bed by some carefully knotted neckties. Tim was struck by the thought of Hawk wearing one of these ties to work on a later day, becoming distracted in his office thinking of what they had done with them on this night. His mouth twitched up at the corner.

“Hey, are you listening to me?” Hawk placed a hand under his chin and tilted Tim’s face towards Hawk’s own. “This is important, I don’t want to hurt you.”

Tim rolled his wrists and wiggled his fingers to show they were fine. “I’m not made of glass, Hawk, you don’t have to treat me like I’ll break.” Or, Hawk teases a tied-up Tim

♦️ Till I Come Marching Home by Anonymous [G, 3K] Hawk spends his last day before deployment with Tim.

♦️ Please tell me now by @thewindyoubargainedfor | thewindyoubargainedfor [G, 1K] When Marcus arrives in San Francisco, he knows the first thing he needs to do.

♦️ You should be in my space (you should be in my life) by @startagainbuttercup |  startagainbuttercup What if Tim let Hawk touch him during their mutual masturbation session? Part 2 of FT Valentine's Month: how do i love thee, let me count the weeks...

♦️ Two Old Men at Grubstake on Pine by @vespersong | vespersong Hannah's story of the two old men at Grubstake Diner, in 1980s San Francisco.

♦️ A Disaster Beyond Measure by drabbleswabbles💠 [NR, 8K, WIP] Hawkins Fuller is a campaign manager with a PR disaster on his hands. The solution involves pretending to date none other than Timothy Laughlin.

Featuring: unrealistic portrayals of the life and job of a campaign manager for the sake of the fake dating trope.

♦️ Again, only better by @madsmeetsmisha | madsmeetsmisha [M, 14K, WIP] Hawk had no idea what was really going on here. All he knew was that he was back in 1954 and a completely distraught Tim was standing outside his door. And he also knew that he certainly wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

♦️ The gold of the dusk and the dawn by @redmyeyes | redmyeyes [M, 3K] Valentine’s Day, 1954

Part 4 of Fellow Travelers

♦️ Stay With Me by Joycee💠 [M, 10K] A week after Hawk goes home from San Francisco, he gets a phone call.

♦️ Down the road, later on, you will hate that I never gave more to you (than half of my heart) by @behindthesefangirleyes | SilverShadow1 [G, 1K] “I lied.”

Hawk isn’t sure what that means or if he’s brave enough to unpack it.

“About what?”

“Same as you,” Lucy says. “About myself.”

Or, Hawk learns about Tim's letter

♦️ psalms 40:2 by @thewindyoubargainedfor | thewindyoubargainedfor [NR, 3K] Tim arrives in his hospital room, and it’s the most interesting thing that’s happened to Roger in weeks.

♦️ Where No One Else Can See by @bluebellsinburbank | ConsumingLove (Bluebellstar) [G, 2K] Marcus once said Hawk was a damn good liar. And the first step in being the best damned liar that ever set foot in Washington, was the necessity of being able to lie to yourself.

Hawk had been lying to himself for so long - about so many things - even he didn't think he would know his own truth if it was laid bare before him.

Until soft brown eyes and a kiss that tasted like milk and eternity.

Until Skippy.

Or, How Tim's touch made Hawk realise a certain fact.

♦️ Sands of Time (Turn Backwards) by @brouill3r | brouiller [NR, 17K, WIP] 1987 Hawkins Fuller is full of regrets for the life he's lived, though Tim once told him he regrets nothing. Hawk so wishes he could say the same.

♦️ A Patchwork Life by @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3 | Likerealpeopledo Hawk spends time in San Francisco after Tim's death in order to keep the promises he made at the gala.

The events take place in canon between Tim's death and Hawk's visit to the quilt in October 1987.

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#ftficrecs #fellow travelers fic recs #fellow travelers fics #ftfics monthly recap #fellow travelers fics monthly recap #fellow travelers #ftfics feb24

[livmadart]

Last you said you were on 721.

I'm about to start 733.

I'm currently winning.

Not by much

But I'm winning

I’m twelve episodes behind…

#asks! #talking :)

[radiowallet]

Home

Summary: Joel is shocked her words hurt as much as they do. Pairing: Joel Miller x Tess WC: 733 Warnings: 18+MDNI, Grief, child loss, descriptions of blood and wounds. Canonical type violence. A lot of purple prose. Angst. Character introspection out the wazoo. A/N: I don't know guys. I watch the episode. I journal. It's always a mess. I hit post. Honestly, I'm sorry.

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That’s not my fucking home.

Joel is shocked her words hurt as much as they do. How deep they cut. They tear through blood and bone, carving out a space beneath his ribs where his heart still beats despite all efforts. He could have disagreed, denied, refused. But the damage was done. The pain was real.

When had her words become stronger than bullets? Sharper than steel? The horrid crack of fists against flesh? 

Was it before? Before all of this? Before truck batteries and ration cards and fireflies? Lost in the dark of that shitty apartment, cramped bodies and tangled limbs on a mattress not nearly big enough for two? Two people, trying to survive together but somehow apart? Tending wounds and sharing jokes; crapshoot whiskey passed back and forth as battle scars were spared in the smallest of increments. 

Or maybe it had happened in between. Lost in the sparse few moments where hope seemed like a plausible option. Not one he had been ready to entertain just yet, but an idea. One he could ruminate on when everything inevitably went to shit. Something to help sleep come a little easier, when the liquor ran dry and the oxy ran low.

Or had it been quicker than that? A flash and a crack, the site of her molted skin fused into his memory. Putrid shades of ultraviolet red spreading faster than it had any right. A ticking watch, meticulous and cruel, as it steadily took one more thing away from him.

He knows though, that it’s always been there. That potential for crudeness, that risk of pain, the fear of loss. It’s all too tight, a twenty year old memory sinking its teeth in him, blood stuck to his hands, soaked into this shirt, caked beneath his fingernails. He carries it with him, the weight of his daughter painted across his body, his arms so pathetically empty, her blood drying on his skin. 

He can feel it now. He always has and no matter how hard he scrubs, the stain is still there. The weight hangs heavy, too heavy, for something so distant. Yet there are days, more and more and more, he wishes he could look down at his hands, weathered and beaten and so very empty, and still see that sucky shock of black and red. 

He would beg for it if he had the words. 

Tess keeps talking. Of time, of the future, somehow hopeful in the face of her own shortcomings. Death waits at her door as she pushes away the man she refuses to call home, one single request parting her lips. She asks him one thing. This one thing and all he can say is no. 

No. 

He can’t be asked to do this again. To lose someone to this thing, this nightmare. Monsters in the night, shadows of horrors he can’t control. The kind that peel away his flesh and fill him with dread, with only his guilt to keep him company in that shitty apartment, on that tiny bed. 

Joel feels his lip tremble, his hands shake. Does he lean in? Step back? Does he run? Should he stay? 

There’s only one answer. One. 

And it still feels wrong. 

Or is it just that nothing can ever be right? 

There are no goodbyes. No confessions. Later Joel will say there was no time. The lie no worse than the truth; he didn’t have the words. Not then, not now. And as he ran, faster, faster still, Ellie at his heels and smoke in his lungs, he wonders what the price will be this time around. 

There’s no blood dripping down his arms. No marks to wear. No weight to carry. No stains to scrub clean. All he has are her words - cruel in the name of honesty - and in that moment he failed her. He flinched, in the face of her pain, at the beck of her call, refusing to say the thing he knew she could never ask. 

And so he plays them again and again. A staccato in his head, loud and sharp between his eardrums. He flinches every time, his eyes dry and his heart hard, testing the weight of those words on the breadth of his shoulders. Would he carry them for 20 years? One more scar, another stain? Is he strong enough for one more truth? One more failure?

She says it again. 

Home. 

It wasn’t hers. 

Joel wished he had disagreed. 

#Joel Miller #joel x tess #joel miller fic #tlou spoilers #tlou fic #tlou fanfic

[mal-zoya]

Okay, alright, I caved: Alicole fic recs :)

Me, in another life - Azdaema - 733 words, T+, Gen

- a short fic, very platonic, set during episode 5

see me through the night - Azdaema - 1,4k, Gen

- post episode 7, illicit hugging is the tag for this fic and it fits perfectly

The father that stepped up - oldtownsbeacon - 1,8k words

- Alicole being proud Aemond parents

And to each other - oldtownsbeacon - 2,4k words

- Alicent is taking care of Criston post Harwin fight in episode 6

Treacherous - oldtownsbeacon - 3,8k words, Mature

- post episode 8, Criston takes care of Alicent ;)

then move not while my prayer's effect i take - magenta-lions - 1k words, Gen

- inspired by my humble Alicent taking care of Criston post Harwin fight post (thank you so much for this), mutual pining and courtly love

honor. duty. sacrifice - littlethiefs - 2,2k words, Mature

- Criston gifts Aemond his eye patch and Alicent has feelings. They both fight duty and honor. Pining. Angst. Kissing. The whole Alicole package.

before the holiest of altars, this prayer so long forgotten - littlethiefs - 3,5k words, Explicit

- sequel to ‘honor. duty. sacrifice.’ they have sex in godswood and it’s delicious

Oathbreaker - sunofdawn - 2k words, rated E

- what followed when Alicent stopped Criston in episode 5

a cage she’d live in forever - scalyfreaks - 5,2k words, T+

- a pure delight of a fanfic post episode 7, when Aemond lost his eye, Alicole being the best parents, then they talk and then...

Longing - Phantomwriter05 - 3,5k words, T+

- beautiful, poetic and full of longing. Chapter 2 features Daeron and Viserys is being a jerk

#alicole #alicent hightower #criston cole #alicent x criston #i needed to do this #i hope this will help to discover these amazing fics #i'll keep updating this #fic recs #house of the dragon

[kiwi2229]

Racing against the tide

(James Potter / Regulus Black | 733 words)

For @jegulus-microfic prompt: Miracle

CW: depresive episode

Most of his life James spent running from the tide. It’s the law of nature. It will come inevitably. But maybe if he runs fast enough this time he will escape. It’s tricky with a tide. You don’t notice it until it’s reaching you. It creeps up on you while you are resting and enjoying a nice day. And suddenly it’s too late to escape.

James can feel the sadness washing over his body in waves. Slowly. Without notice. He is just more tired he says. He just has to sleep more. He is not hungry lately. But that’s alright, maybe tomorrow the lunch will be tastier. The time of the day stretches with boredom. James just has to find a new hobby.

He knows the tide is here when his smile starts to hurt instead. It takes an effort to lift the corners of his lips and not let the tears slip during the process. He does it anyway not to worry his friends. The more he smiles the more he is hurting inside. His laughter is too loud and too intentional. He has to start deciding when to laugh so it looks natural.

He knows the tide will catch up to him when everything stops making sense. The world, his life, any decision he ever made. He can’t find any meaning. Not with the loneliness that surrounds him. He doesn’t want to be around people because they instantly suck the little energy he has. And he needs the energy to hold on. To keep breathing. To collect it so he can take a shower or clean his teeth. It’s the moment when it would take a miracle for him to get out of bed. When he wants nothing more than to leave. Because this room is too suffocating. Just pack his stuff and start walking. They would be better without him anyway. He doesn’t. As he lays on the bed, he dreams about leaving, about happiness he used to have but feels fake now, about the air not being so heavy. He wonders when it got so heavy.

“Jamie?” Regulus asks as he sits on the side of the bed worry written all over his face. James told him about the tide. How it always catches him in the end. And he did try to run, for Regulus. But he didn’t run fast enough. He never does.

“Hi,” James whispers. His voice sounds wrong. He realised he barely said a few words in the last three days. Regulus is here and James is hurting, because he didn’t manage to give him the world he’d promised.

“I… James, what can I do?” Regulus asks reaching for James who doesn’t take the boy’s hand. Defended Regulus places his hand on the blanket covering James’ shoulder.

It takes a long time for James to answer. His brain is just not working properly. “I’m just tired, Reg.”

“Tired of what?”

“Running,” James admits, and he knows it doesn’t make sense to Regulus. He doesn’t try explaining. “Reg, you should go.”

“You want me gone?” Regulus asks without standing up.

“I just want you happy and not wasting your time here. So go and do something you truly want to do.” James says curling up more under the blanket. He expected Regulus to leave. Instead, the boy climbs to the bed right behind James, wrapping his arms around him.

“What are you doing?” James breathes out trying to ignore the pain in his chest.

“Doing what I truly want to do. And that’s being here with you. I will find a way to help you more, but until then I will just be here.” James doesn’t say anything. He lets Regulus hold him, swiping his fingers through James' tangled hair, whispering in his ear.

The thing is when the tide catches up on you, you have to hold your breath and try to swim to the surface. It’s hard work and his body is aching from exhaustion. He doesn’t even know if he is swimming in the right direction or how far the surface is. The question is: Does he have enough oxygen to make it? He is not sure. He tries anyway. For Regulus, Sirius, Peter and Remus. For his parents. Never for himself. But it’s okay, he is used to it. You’ll get used to it after a lifetime of racing the tide.

#I'm not having the happiest evening #but well writting is my therapy #Sending love to anyone who is racing the tide #sad James Potter #regulus black #james potter #james potter x regulus black #james x regulus #jegulus #jegulus microfic #sunseeker #marauders #marauders era #kiwi2229 writes microfics

[beanghostprincess]

watching episode 733 and i'm very 👀 at these two frames around 16 minutes in while luffy goes into gear fourth and his body gets covered in gomu gomu no mi's purple swirls with extra white patterns that look somewhat like gear fifth's hair and then immediately after that luffy breaks doflamingo's (ex-celestial dragon's) strings

Gear 5th was begging to come out before his time

#love rewatching op and seeing things that make you go 'OH THIS IS GEAR 5TH FORESHADOWING' #best feeling in the world #one piece #monkey d. luffy

[rockmiyabideusexmachina]

Megaman Production Art Scan of the Day #733:

Ruby Spears Proto Man Cel

Proto unfortunately has a little buster paint chip and quite a bit of line loss, so back to an edited version today to help correct those flaws. Although one part I did not touch up was the white glare on his visor. If you look carefully in the screencap below, that flaw was actually included in the scene itself. So that part above his nose where there is a little black spot visible actually never was fully painted on the cel in the first place.

Once again, coming from Episode 13, The Strange Island of Dr. Wily. Right before yesterday's Wily scene, Proto Man and Mega Man are fighting some Stone Bots back to back together. Look at this weird-lookin' space suit-y muscle-flexin' back of Mega Man frame that would go with it XD:

"This is what it's all about, brother. Are we a team, or what?"

"Or what, Proto Man. Just take care of business."

Scanned from: My Production Art Stash

Full Resolution Scan: https://imgbox.com/BvTg6q0g

Edited/Touchup Repair Scan: https://imgbox.com/iJB3aopK

#Megaman Production Art Scan of the Day #Rockman #Megaman #Mega Man #Ruby-Spears Mega Man #Proto Man #Double Buster Campaign #Animation Cels #Super Fighting Robot! #Miyabi Scans Stuff

[all-blue-recipes]

// Episode 733 //

#one piece #one piece screenshots #one piece screencaps #one piece food #anime food #monkey d luffy #luffy

[hetameme]

They're here!

I finally got around to finishing the colors for this one aahaha!

here's the before sketch for ya bros

An' now it's a good time to actually mention where I am in OP, Ep 733 I am one episode away from Dressrosa's happy ending. An' man I tell ya what these last few episodes have had me 💤💤 I swear I didn't mean to but I ended up passing out while watchin' one of em'.

I will get to WHOLE CAKE !!! >:0 RRAAAA

#one piece #chopper #usopp #roronoa zoro #one piece sanji #monkey d. luffy #one piece nami #nami

[ao3feed-spirk]

Burning Up

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49490806 by Solid_Medical_Advice Spock has felt lust for his Captain before, but never quite like this. When Kirk discovers that Spock is betrothed he has a reaction that...surprises Spock, to say the least. Words: 733, Chapters: 1/7, Language: English Fandoms: Star Trek, Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Spock (Star Trek), James T. Kirk, Leonard "Bones" McCoy, T'Pring (Star Trek), T'Pau (Star Trek) Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock Additional Tags: Pon Farr (Star Trek), Demisexual Spock (Star Trek), Episode: s02e05 Amok Time, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Explicit Sexual Content, Getting Together, Idiots in Love, Mutual Pining, Spock Has Feelings (Star Trek) read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49490806

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #spock/kirk #kirk/spock #spirk #spockxkirk #kirkxspock

[melonteee]

hi, i've just watched episode 733 and caught a couple frames at more-or-less 16:10 minutes where during entering gear fourth luffy's body is covered in purple devil fruit swirls and was wondering if you have any thoughts on that? especially since immediately after that luffy breaks doflamingo's strings

I don't really have much to say about it, I think it's just another step to the devil fruit being closer and closer to awakening as it changes Luffy's body? 🤔

#ask #melonask

[hidekomoon]

J'ai publié 2 649 fois en 2022

C'est 258 billets de plus qu'en 2021 !

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Les blogs que j'ai le plus reblogués :

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Seulement 2% de mes billets ne comportaient pas de tag

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#you could just end the episode 2 minutes early just before villanelle gets shot for the first time and pretend they live happily ever after

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n°2

519 notes - publié le 20 mars 2022

Mon billet n°1 en 2022

remember in season 1 when fatin immediately caught up on shelby’s feelings for toni? in season 3 i’m gonna need shelby to reverse uno card fatin about leah

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