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#god he’s so.. so ugh
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and I love them for it
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thepunkmuppet · 11 days
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HAPPY GERARD DAY HELLSITE!!!!!!!
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dailyastarionpics · 5 months
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Can we talk about how we definitely don’t give the Magnus Chase books enough credit? Like these books are such a beautiful depiction of coming to terms with grief and finding purpose in new relationships. Magnus’ struggle to accept his mother’s death and his guilt over it culminating in a beautiful moment where he feels her love and presence with and for him in his battle with Surt. The horrific despair he feels whenever someone around him is hurt, literally moving him to tears every time, even when it’s Gunilla, someone who has been actively hunting him. The line about how they are all empty cups, but that they can share each other’s burdens instead of filling themselves with pain. Just the beautiful bonds these characters who have each been isolated in their own way have formed with each other. How each of these characters have every right to be bitter and spiteful as a result of the tragedy in their lives, but choose love and each other at every turn.
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yandere-romanticaa · 2 months
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Despite the cheerful smile on his face, Tartaglia's eyes are like the sea - deep, dark and most importantly, terrifying.
No one knows what dwells deep within those waters and frankly, many are afraid of taking a dip in that endless sea of mystery. Who in their right mind would dare to see what this ticking time bomb has up his sleeve? Life is easier if you steer clear of him. Bow your head or simply leave, nothing good comes with dealing with the Fatui, let alone a Harbinger.
But to fall head over heels for one, well... That is a story worthy of the history books.
It was difficult to be with him. His lust for blood would never cease and the hunger for power would keep on growing.
That need doubled once you became a constant presence in his life.
Do you see him? Are you looking at him? He sure hopes so. Tartaglia lives for your words of praise, he needs it like air. Tell him he's the best even though he already knows that he is. Tell him that you love him, that you won't ever leave him and watch him take down the entire cosmos for you. Watch him come running back to you bloody and bruised, his tone quiet but sincere as he spills his undying love for you through his busted lips.
He is danger incarnate. Not even his co-workers want anything to do with him. But it's so hard not to fall into his strong, secure arms as he kisses you breathless beneath the shimmering moonlight. People avoid you due to your association with him and sometimes, you miss your old life. Sometimes you miss how the sun would kiss your face as your friends laughed behind you, picnic baskets in your hand as you made your way towards a clearing you all fancied. You can still recall the smell of fresh bread, various jams and the endless sea of fruits everyone would bring.
Those moments were true slices of paradise. They were simple but meaningful, powerful even.
Some things were more powerful however.
You traded the sun for snow. Warmth for cold. Comfortable uncertainty for caged safety. Friends who left you for a lover who was ready to kill for you.
Don't focus on them, the ginger man would tell you. You don't need any of them, not when you have him. And you would grip his jacket tight, so impeccably tight that your knuckles would turn pale. He would then proceed to kiss those knuckles with a gentleness a man like him ought not to possess.
Tartaglia was a walking contradiction of a man. And you wouldn't have him any other way.
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snowheartsz · 3 months
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I think we moved on from this WAY too quickly
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divine-knight-hand · 10 months
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To this day, I still think about Loki in that Hyundai commercial…
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And, yes, I made that gif. 🫣
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cosmicquilt · 3 months
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"Is black the absence of light - or the presence of color?"
the darkness in his eyes is from the absence of any light that would usually find the color underneath...
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it's not a want but a NEED for tommy and buck to be the softest loveliest relationship ever, it is IMPORTANT
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hooned · 7 months
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NI-KI 🌔 ‘MIMS – Like This’ dance cover @ 8PM CONCERT
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medicalunprofessional · 8 months
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neighborhood watch
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mediumgayitalian · 1 month
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will calls his siblings kiddo and they loudly complain about it every time but the one (1) time he listens to their whining and asks them to do something without calling them kiddo they look at him like 🥺🥺 don’t you love me….
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shima-draws · 2 months
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THAT right there, ladies and gentlemen, is a LOVE CONFESSION
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just-jordie-things · 7 months
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idk if ur still taking blurb prompts but maybe making out against a wall w megumi or something !! love all ur works
yes god i feel like when i'm writing for megumi he is very often pushing you into a wall or shelf or counter or something- and i didn't notice i've been doing that till i got this ask and thought hm i feel like i did that in dreams to be desired- and like three of the kiss prompts skjhglajfsgha but i STAND BY that he'd love it.
en ee wayz lets talk megumi brainrot :) ___
when it comes to making out with megumi you're always getting pushed into something- that much we've established. a door, a wall, even if you're in bed, he's getting in top of you, caging you under his larger frame and pressing his hips into yours to keep you firmly in place.
i think that's exactly why megumi has that habit. he likes having you as close as possible and sometimes just wrapping you in his arms isn't enough. sometimes having you cornered so the world feels a little smaller- small enough that there's only you and him left.
but sometimes i think he just likes seeing and feeling how much shorter you are than him when he's got you pinned against something. he gets a kick out of seeing you reach on your tiptoes to kiss him properly. and he definitely likes picking you up and having your legs wrap around his hips- instantly he's a goner when he feels you clinging onto him, even though he's still got you pressed securely into the wall- or bookshelf or fridge or door or car or literally anything.
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wren-was-here · 4 months
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*tosh reading everyone’s thoughts*
gwen and owen: tosh is weird and we hate her
ianto: i am. severely depressed.
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randomminty · 8 months
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This post goes out to the ilima and mina switched types theory believers
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