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ch3shire-rabbit · 2 years
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THEY’RE GOING TO DO A DUCKTALES THING AT EPCOT LITERALLY JUST AFTER I WENT THERE??? BY CHAOS THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING
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herbz-stash · 1 year
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Struggling to use Mastodon, damn you Twitter why do you have to go out like this?!
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nomniki · 2 years
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i’m determined to finish prewriting heavens cloud tonight it’s 02:11 am and i only have 3 chapters left!!!!!
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naturecalls111 · 9 months
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kaijukebox · 2 months
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GET HIS ASS
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counting-stars-gayly · 3 months
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This might be a hot take, but I actually like that Percy figured out Luke was the traitor at the last minute. There were A LOT of clues that would’ve been hard to ignore, and he ignored them for as long as he could. And it’s clear that even after accusing Luke, he’s still surprised and heartbroken at Luke’s confirmation of his suspicions. He was holding out hope, guys!!
Also, the Betrayal Scene flows better as an exchange of dialogue and a swordfight than it did, in the books, as a monologue and a scorpion sting. This also leaves a bigger impact on the viewers and characters because it’s more emotional.
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dacaprisuhn · 1 year
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working at a butcher is such a unique experience. not bad. not good. just unique.
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lokiusly · 6 months
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the sun can’t shine on Loki anymore so now they shine the sun on Mobius
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len-yx · 7 months
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“You know who”
I LITERALLY DO NOT THIS COULD BE LIKE 40 DIFFERENT MFS
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rancidsugar · 4 months
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shepscapades · 7 months
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[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part3] [Part 4] [Part 5][???]
Most of the words written here are again lyrics from Joywave’s Destruction, but throughout lyrics here and there, I plan to incorporate a little bit of dialogue! I’ve been playing around a lot with lighting and fun poses and stuff, so this has genuinely been a blast to work on :] Expressions have always been my favorite thing to draw but uh. There’s something particularly special about getting to draw chill/stoic characters like doc and etho um. Going Through It >:3 (Same with X but we’ll get there later)
Still don’t know how many parts this will be, but I’ll be updating each part as everything comes out! :]
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professorreddmaple · 2 years
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People don’t want ice cream as much now that it’s cold out. Some people still come regularly, but I’ve got half the crowd as I used to.
I think I’m going to stop selling it out the window like this and just pack pints and cups and stuff of what I have or occasionally feel like making, and take requests for other flavors over winter, and I’ll get back to this in spring, when it’s warm again.
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ricky-mortis · 3 months
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Holloweane… save me…
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mortem0 · 1 year
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everyone when ao3 is down for more than a minute:
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n0ahsferatu · 3 months
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pov you are a locked chest or perhaps someone bleeding to death
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flowercrowngods · 2 months
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“Baby?”
Steve lifts his head off the pillow to look at Eddie, his back arching in a much needed way after lying on his stomach for so long, and he ends up groaning appreciatively as he stretches his back a little more. It makes Eddie smile. All the small things do.
Overcome with sudden but gentle affection, Steve rolls over with a matching smile and comes to a stop lying halfway beneath Eddie, getting a glorious view of his deepening dimples.
“Yeah?”
“I’ve been thinking,” Eddie says, his hand coming up to brush Steve’s hair out of his forehead. Steve leans into his warmth a little further, feeling so incredibly loved when Eddie looks at him like that.
It’s infinite, what he feels for Eddie. What he feels with Eddie.
“Oh? ‘Bout what?”
Eddie leans down and brushes a kiss to the tip of Steve’s nose. “You,” he says. “Me. Us.”
Steve hums, wrapping himself in Eddie’s scent as he buries his face in his chest, his arms trapped between them. He can’t move. Can hardly breathe. It’s perfect, and Eddie always indulges his cat-like tendencies, as he calls it.
“Tell me about your thoughts?”
A hand weaves its way into his hair, scratching wonderfully along his scalp in lazy, soothing patterns.
“I’m gonna put pillows on the walls for you.”
“Hmm?”
“When we have our own place. I’m gonna put pillows on the walls for you. In the kitchen even, so you can sit on the floor and still be comfy. You can have a little nook for floor time with Robin. And it’s gonna be padded with pillows, but the ones that are still solid. Only a little soft. Still grounding.” Eddie mumbles, a little lost in thought like he’s still imagining it all unfold.
Steve melts, first rolling further into him and then back, so he can look up and meet those soft, soft eyes.
“That’s what you’re thinking about?”
“All the time. Never wanna tell you about it so I won’t ruin the surprise, but, I don’t know. Wanted to tell you. You’re gonna have bougie-ass wall pillows, angel.”
And Steve doesn’t know how to handle this. How to take it all, take everything Eddie gives him and live his life an unchanged man. His heart is going to burst one of these days. It’s gonna burst and it’s gonna go everywhere, remind the world for all eternity of the love they shared. Built. Shaped and reshaped in all the ways they needed.
“Everything,” he says, his voice weak with the awe he feels, his own hand coming up to Eddie’s cheek.
“Hmm?” Eddie’s nuzzling the palm of his hand, brushing kiss over kiss to the centre.
“You’re— You’re everything. Can’t believe it sometimes.”
“Only sometimes?” Eddie teases, making Steve laugh for the first time in hours. It’s easy. God, it’s so easy.
“Don’t be so full of yourself.”
“Oh, I’m gonna be full of som—“
Laughing, Steve claps his hand over Eddie’s mouth, shutting him up and revelling in the giggle that follows before Eddie nips on his palm.
“I hate you,” Steve grins, wrapping his arms around Eddie’s middle.
“Yeah, well,” he hums, fond affection settling permanently on that pretty, pretty face. “‘M still gonna put pillows on the wall for you.”
Steve sighs, hoping to relieve some of the intensity he’s feeling. It’s overwhelming, even after all this time.
“I love you.”
“I love you,” Eddie whispers, hovering above him in an almost-kiss. “Endlessly.”
@puppy-steve i love you. i’d put pillows on the wall for you 🤍🌷
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