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karyodares · 3 months
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Rubber duck
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come-back-serotonin · 4 months
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When your love language is manhandle your man . And he love it
Credit on the video
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ryobitheaxololt · 4 months
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For the love of God tsams
GIVE ME THE SOLAR X MOON SHIPP
I WANT THIS TO BECOME CANON
THEY'RE CUTE, SCIENCE BOYS AND INTELLIGENT
THEY LOOK LIKE A COUPLE SOMETIMES AND I NEED MORE MOMENTS LIKE THAT
I NEED A CONFIRMATION THAT SOLAR OR MOON FEELS SOMETHING FOR EACHOTHER(moon would be confused of what is that feeling surely)
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amypihcs · 8 months
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HELLO MY FRIENDS IN DOYLE! Let's see how this story ends!
At least Holmes feels like joking!
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Well, i agree with you for once, Holmes. You ARE crazy. Now, to the conclusions.
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Better move away from THERE. What have you breathed in now?
Now, let's explain the case!
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Ah, do they come to Baker Street after 10 PM? Well, guess yes!
Now, does somebody know what the hell was that stuff?
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Oh, that's a luck! He's here! And he's our doctor Sterndale!
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Ah! Well, can't say that Holmes bears around the bush!
So, how's this doc going to react?
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FUCK! Man got angry! Where did you put that gun, Watson? Ah, luckily he stopped himself!
And Holmes prefers once again to play with the law of England. And you want me to believe that Charles Augustus Milverton comes AFTER Holmes letting go TWO assassins. @skyriderwednesday is very right in chronology matters.
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Watson. I know Holmes is commanding and awesome. But MAN, BE A TINY BIT MORE SUBTLE. You are DROOLING. (well, with good cause.)
Now, to talk frankly
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Holmes is Rolling his eyes. Man i DID tell you, you are accused of murder.
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Ahem, doctor Sterndale. Let us not try to bullshit Holmes. It doesn't wooork! (singsong tone)
Watson, be a dear and close your mouth. Flies are entering. And you are vaguely drooling.
And flattery doesn't work either.
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But both Holmes and Watson like it when someone compliments Holmes!
Now stop trying to get away, man! Being slippery doesn't work with Holmes! No trifling with him, but do offer him trifles!
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Well. He was pretty clear once decided, wasn't he? Since Mortimer Tregennis killed his sister, he is taking his revenge on the murderer.
Ah yes, now to the explanation and APPARENTLY they were lovers and not married just because doc is already married.
And now to HOW it went.
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AAAH! An obscure poison. so obscure that not even Holmes and Watson know it! Very clever! And it was some kind of 'contrappasso' since Tregennis brother killed his sister via the same poison, it's right that he should die in the same way! An eye for an eye.
Well, doctor.
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No need for ifs. Holmes loves his Watson already. And would ABSOLUTELY do the same.
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What were going to do? Keep on the research? yes, yes, go. I prefer playing tricks etc etc.
Now darling Watson, a smoke? Do you approve?
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'Sure my Holmes' -kiss- -Watson. Oh better like this. Since Holmes would do the same for you.
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Holmes would kill for the man he loves. Like you yourself would probably do Watson.
BUT FOR NOW. Holmes is ON HOLIDAY!
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So back to Celts and in the next story we'll hear of the dancing men!!
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jubileesstuff · 5 months
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Sebastian, with a headache: Advil me up, daddy.
Kimi: I will short out the language centre of your brain if you say anything like that ever again.
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dermy-der-demp · 7 months
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Kuroko little/middle sister AU angst make me go like
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blossom-fox · 6 months
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FINALLY In 107
Armando Mendoza discovers Betty's boyfriend and he loses his mind
Bertha says to betty: "su amor su novio nicolas mora"
Armando words to Mario: "su novio su amor eterno"
man, that's none of your business
But talk seriously
Betty and Armando are very similar, they both put the other on a pedestal
To Betty, Armando is the prince of her dreams, his charming, his nice, etc. And she's ignored his flaws. She sees that they are there, but she chooses to idealize that person
I can't blame her for that, but it's kind of unfair. And if this a normal relationship that still was a bad way to start
Armando on the other hand, I don't think he is in love (not yet, but getting in there).
1. I think deep down he knows betty like him and he enjoys that, but doesn't recognize these feelings as valid. Discovering Betty has a boyfriend, breaks this connection that he thinks belongs to him
2. He also put Betty on a pedestal. She's an angel, a saint, and an innocent. You can't choose a part of someone to love, that's not work at all.
And of course at some point they're gonna break these illusions. It would happen one way or another.
My babies suffer so much, but we have to handle the consequences of our choices.
Song for this moment: Ainda bem - Marisa Monte.
(I'm kind of stealing, i should have a song for each one but it was hard to find one that i thought fit, imagine two)
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I like to think that the first verse is Armando's thoughts and the second is Betty.
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uu-tella · 3 months
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furious-blueberry0 · 18 days
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Got thoughts?
I have far too many, but let’s just talk about this one for now:
Baheera and Kai's first years as Master and Padawan were a mess. She was 24 and he was 13, she thought she was ready to have such a responsibility but she was wrong.
You see, when she became a Knight her Master, Ki-Adi, took on a new Padawan just a month after, Hala, and Baheera would constantly spend time with them, helping Hala in her training and assisting her Master in his teachings.
She had found the time spent with them fun and incredibly stimulating, and so she thought that having her own Padawan would be the same.
Unfortunately, it was not.
She immediately found out that being a teacher 24/24 is not the same as helping your Padawan sibling a few hours a day. Plus, Kai was the total opposite of Hala, really shy and with a really bad case of social anxiety, who would often refuse to speak about any of his problems, even the silliest ones, creating tense days or weeks where Baheera would just get increasingly more and more frustrated at not being able to help him out.
Of course there were the good days, where everything went well, and they could bond without any problems, and learn from each other.
But the bad days were the loudest. When Kai would freeze up during missions, fucking up plans because he was just so scared, or when he would come back from classes and then hide himself in his room for hours, crying while Baheera stood outside not knowing how to help the hundreds of fears he had that she just couldn't understand.
They did manage though. They managed to grow and help each other, with Baheera becoming a better Master, and Kai becoming the capable Knight he would be known for in the Temple.
Just- two beings with thousands of doubts managing to grow in every way and help each other in the end, even if the start promised the biggest of failures.
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twosnails4eva · 1 month
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alien two for you
goodness!
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“I’m sorry, but coddling is only available for my boyfriend. Would you like to be my boyfriend?”
“Don’t you think Evan would mind?”
“Clearly we would share you, darling.”
Regulus huffs out a soft laugh. “You can’t still be trying to convince me to be in a thruple.”
“We will always and forever try to convince you,” Evan says as he comes over, catching the tail end of the conversation. “Regulus, you will always be the one who got away.”
but I just want to let you break my brain - katintheivy
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[1007 words]
can be read as both platonic or romantic but lets face it, these two mfs are definitely gay
beep boop this was written between the second and a last part of the Ballads and brews quest on sudden impulse during classes so it's not exactly proofred
that being said yes I ship these two with all my heart and would die for them without question
This conversation takes place in a fictional timeline when they have a late night conversation at a campfire after Bennett..supringly survives his adventure with Klee
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"Bennett..?"
Razor's voice rang unsure over the silence around the cracking late night campfire.
Bennett, who somehow managed to fall short on his words, seemingly zoned out looking at the campfire and absemindedly nibbling at the stick from his recently finished scewer, perked up with attention at his name's mention.
"..About today. I was thinking, again, about what you said. In the morning."
"Hm?"
Bennett was now fully in the present paying attention. Even with a still present confused look on his face he, unknowigly cut Razor off by answering before the other could retort.
"About how I managed to trip over a Small lamp grass or my dads?"
"Y-yes. Your dads. And your, other, blood related parents."
A feew more seconds of silence befall the duo before Razor continues;
"Do you miss them? Did you ever try to look for them..?"
Razor's voice grew quieter down right to a whisper with each word, as if he was afraid he would somehow offend the adventuter.
Bennett narrows his eyes to the ground for a feew seconds, contemplating the question before lazily crossing his hands behind his head and leaning backwards a bit.
"Eh, I never gave it much thought. Not that I never  think about and how they're doing- that is...if they still are even..."
Bennett went silent again. His hands fell back to his sides before he began a sentance anew, with a much solemn tone to his voice.
"I'm pretty sure they...may have left me behind on purpose. Maybe they knew about my curse, and decided it would be the best to rid of me before they get too attached... Or- or maybe they were the first victims of it."
truth be told, there was a small period of time when he was thinking about his biological parents and just where he is from exactly a lot, without coming out very convinced by his own conclusion of not needing to think about them anymore, but with Razor facing similiar issues to him just now... The thoughts were inevitably brought back.
Judging by the look on Razor's face, this was not exactly the answer he was looking for however.
"But that's all it is! A bunch of 'maybe this, maybe that's'. Even if i did decide to go look for them, I have no lead. Well, aside from the fact that I was definitely not found in Mondstadt, which- well- dosn't narrow it down, really."
Bennett's mood changed entirely once again, waving his hands around seemingly trying to cheer razor up.
"Even if they did just leave me, I can't really do anything about it! And really, why would I bother with looking for someone who, Heh.. well, doesn't really seem that interested in looking for me..or uh, wanted me in the first place. Esspecially when I have my dads! Or sir Kaeya!.. or Fischl, or Barbara, ooor the Traveler..."
Bennett trailed off at the end of his sentance before looking directly into Razor's sad eyes.
"Or you, hehe!"
It could be just the light from the fire but Razor swears he saw Bennett's cheeks light up.
"Hmm. You talk like the tall and cold grown-up."
"H-huh?"
"Her words were..her words hurt. Like a thorn from a flower, but she also helped a lot. Make me undertand more and show me I'm not alone."
Razor took in a shaky breath and continued;
"She said that that blood family doesn't matter, like you said. But I..I don't think she was right."
He shook his head, with his eyebrows narrowing and staring intensly at the ground.
"I want to find them. I want to know them."
"Hehe, I mean yea, you do seem to have the chance to do so, more than I, or probably anyone else in Mondstadt ever will, so go for it!" Bennett quickly chimed in with his ever so cheery voice.
Razor took a while to collect words, both from Bennett and himself, and continued;
"But she also said human father and mother might be bad people. She asked what I will do.. If that is true."
Until his voice broke.
Silence.
There was so much stiff silence today.
Razor didn't like it.
"And that makes me scared."
He added the last sentance, even so, it was more a ghostly whisper that was nearly drowned out by a loud pop from the campfire.
Silence...
Again.
"Well, you won't know until you find out..!"
Razor will forver be gratefull for Bennett having the words he himself lacks.
"They might be bad people who abandoned you without a care in the world, as well as just a victim of circumstamce! Ya know, perhaps they had no choice but leave you with the wolves."
Bennett's words, well, make sense. They almost always do when Razor is the one making attempts at a conversation.
He looked from the ground up to Bennett, than at the campfire and than back down on the ever so interesting grass and twigs scattered about, deep in thought.
"Hey." Bennett not so subtly scooted closer to Razor's side, firmly placing a hand on his shoulder and giving him the brightest grin he could muster in that moment;
"No matter what will turn out to be the case, I'll be with you bud!" He spoke in such a gentle and reasurring tone too.
"Exploring the most benign things only for it to turn into hell on Teyvat was kinda what you signed up for when you said you're my friend after all, hehe!" Aaand his cheesy yet classic thumbs up.
If the fire had went out, Razor probably wouldn't even notice.
It always felt so warm and bright when Bennett was around.
And at last, realizing that he really wasn't alone in this endless sea of questions that has been drowning out all different thoughts for these past days...
Even if just in this moment, he feels brave enough to handle whatever the truth is, once it reveals itself.
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just-an-enby-lemon · 2 years
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Riddler: Hello, comish... *laughs* Oh I'm sorry. That is not your tittle anymore. Well, let's start again. Hello, hello, Jimmy.
Jim Gordon: How you have my number?
Riddler: Wrong. The right question is: what do I want with your number?
Jim Gordon: And what DO you want, Riddler?
Riddler: Break me, and I won’t stop working. Touch me, and I may be snared. Nothing matters if you lose me. What am I?
Jim Gordon: Stop playing and answer me.
Riddler: Oh, how boring. The answer is a heart. And I'm here in the name of the most important thing in yours.
Jim Gordon: Where is Barbara?
Riddler: Why? Rigth here of course.
Jim Gordon: WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY DAUGTHER, YOUR MANIAC.
Riddler: Relax, we are just having a bit ot harmless fun, if you understand me.
Jim Gordon: RIDDLER I SWEAR TO GOD, IF YOU DO ANYTHING WITH HER I'M GOING TO KILL YOU.
Riddler: Anything? How unexpecific.
*Barbara enters the room with two coffe mugs*
Barbara: Who are you talking to?
Riddler: Your dad.
Barbara: WHAT? Nygma, give me this.
*grabs the phone*
Barbara: Hi, dad.
Jim Gordon: Barbara! I'm so sorry you got involved with this. Are you hurt? Did he do something with you? Don't worry I will send help and....
Barbara: Dad, I'm fine. Edward is just helping me with some cases and apparently being a general menance.
Jim Gordon: Huh? But he said you two where having fun? In a very weird way. Are you lying to protect me? Is alrigth Barbara, I will-
Barbara: Seriusly dad, don't worry. I can handle Nygma on my own. Besides he IS just helping me around the office, he was super excited to "own the GCPD with OUR private investigation bussiness" , his words not mine.
Jim Gordon: Are you sure everything is okay?
Barbara: Yeah. The closest thing to torture was hearing his rambles about my clothing choice for my date with Renee. That was reaally annoying. But we are fine.
Jim Gordon: If you say so, I don't get this friendship of yours, but I trust you Barbara.
Barbara: Thanks, dad.
*end call*
Barbara: For god'sake, Nygma. Don't you EVER do something like that again!!
Riddler: You're no fun.
Barbara: I hate you.
Riddler: No you don't.
Barbara: *glares*
Riddler: Okay, okay, I won't prank call your dad again, even though it was extremely funny, I got it.
Barbara: Promisse me.
Riddler: Hello? I'm a crock, what difference would it make if I promisse or not? Don't you watch the news? My word has no fucking meaning.
Barbara: Ex-crock. *softer* And I do believe in your word, Eddie.
Riddler: *not emocional, of course not* Fine, I promise.
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shadowi8 · 1 year
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If Yukio was like a year (or more) younger than Rin and they went to the same school but Rin is graduated by the time Yukio gets in, and the teachers are like ???
X: Are you a relative of Okumura Rin?
Yukio: He's my brother, yes.
X: Oh my fucking god, not another one.
They are so done with Rin's bullshit and they just feel hopeless when Yukio appears 😆 And well, Yukio isn't perfect right, but he at least gets in less fights than Rin and is on the top of his class so, yeah, they learn he is okay
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vanarobot · 2 years
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I made a little comic of Sparkle Dog and P.I. Platypus at work! And it got me wondering, ghosts even exist in their world? Are them trying to prove they exist? Its a fantastical world so makes sense that ghosts would be real, but that would make Sparkle and P.I. paranormal cops and that’s a big no. So I dont know, are them sensitive? Are them podcasters or youtubers? Too many questions, no aswers yet P.I. Platypus belongs to @mispronouncing-michaelangelo
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h1rxx · 1 year
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when u miss the bus so u have to run to school with ur sis
say hi to anna🤺
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