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secrettastemakerland · 1 year

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been drowning in my the chipettes would steal borrow steal the boys' hoodies when they're cold/whenever they don't have a jacket thoughts for weeks on end. someone put me out of my misery and do something with this, pls and thank you

#also i need everyone around them to Confuse the girls as the boys #all bc they're wearing the iconic hoodies #i just think it'd be funny #i'm obsessed with them your honor #alvin and the chipmunks #alvinnn and the chipmunks #alvin seville #simon seville #theodore seville #brittany miller #jeanette miller #eleanor miller #alvittany #simonette #theonor

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merlgeim · 5 months

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#I'm obsessed with them your honor #cyberpunk 2077 #cyberpunk 2077 dlc #cyberpunk 2077 oc #my oc #cyberpunk 2077 spoilers

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even-more-fresh · 2 years

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Some Diane and Wolf relationship head canons

• When Diane calls him "babe" or "hun" Wolf melt into a puddle

• He's never told her how much he loves the way she smells. Like cinnamon, brown sugar and cream

• Diane is definitely an "excuse me he asked for no pickles" girlfriend

• During an argument, Wolf either gets really defensive or tries to pull a "Clooney". It took him a few times before he learned neither works on Diane.

• He's learned it's ok to disagree with someone as long as you see where they're coming from

• Wolf is a bottom I'm not explaining myself

• Neither of them are the jealous type honestly but Wolf secretly worries that she'll lose interest in him one day

• Diane comes over to the hideout sometimes to hangout with everyone and it actually means a lot to Wolf

• Wolf's love language is words of affirmation and quality time

• Diane's is acts of service and physical touch

• "Oh my gosh! Wolf why are you crying"

• "You're too good to me, I don't deserve youuuu"

• "....all I said was I appreciate you putting gas in my car"

• If Diane's working late, Wolf stays up until she gets off so he can text her goodnight

#the bad guys #Wolf and Diane #I'm obsessed with them your honor #go watch the movie if you haven't already #diane foxington

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voidnerd · 1 year

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Do I need to keep adding tedious detail to this drawing? Absolutely not. Will I keep doing it because I’m unhinged? Abso-fuckin-lutely.

#I'm obsessed with them your honor

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aur-eliaa · 2 years

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I spent 900 gil to take Winter Wolcred screenshots. Worth.

#EW tp fees are so rough #ffxiv #i'm obsessed with them your honor #wolcred

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softcenteregg · 1 year

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-faith & reverence-

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ghastlytofu · 7 months

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Rocking back and forth thinking about Wyll's response to Ascended vs. Spawn Astarion returning to Baldur's Gate......

Astarion: (Ascended) I know these cobbles well. The gate to the Upper City's just ahead. I found plenty of victims on the other side of that gate. Who knew they'd all come in so useful?

Wyll: (pissed) Gods, how many did you kill? Dozens? Hundreds??!

Alternatively,

Astarion: (Spawn) All that time and what's my legacy in Baldur's Gate..? Missing friends and broken families.

Wyll: (gently) You can't undo the past, Astarion. But you can craft a better future, if you so choose.

#if you try to be better he is 100000% in your corner. your greatest hype man #but his principles won't let him go down too dark a path or associate with anyone who does #he believes in you. he knows you can be better #and he'll be with you all the way if you decide you want to do better #he doesn't hold anyone's past against them UNLESS they are determined not to change. to keep victimizing other people #i'm obsessed with him your honor #wyll ravengard #astarion ancunin #wyllstarion #bloodpact #baldur's gate 3

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jeeaark · 1 month

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Nobody gave Greygold the 'How to Squid' Manual. And even if they had one (it's probably integrated in their brain like a squid tutorial)-gonna adamantly ignore it. Adapt on the fly instead. In the middle of an invasion. No better way to learn babeeeeeey~

Maybe all the other tiny-tentacled Tavs insta-figured out how to cerebral-armor. But. Greygold has... different priorities.

#bg3 spoilers #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 fanart #bg3 comic #illithid tav #greygold #squid greygold #The only time I'm allowing major creative license #because even though it was a fun joke in the beginning and drawing this outfit is a nightmare #sometimes.... you gotta honor your character's personal obsessions....that you personally gave them #I'm sure Greygold figured out how to don on cerebral armor underneath it all at one point #do you ever think cerebral armor is just another word for memory foam armor? wearing the memory of your armor's AC?#Or do you think it's reverse illusion for other squid tavs #actually wearing real armor but the cerebral armor is an illusion #besides ....you know game-mechanic out-of-time reasons

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ghouljams · 9 months

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We haven’t touched on Cowboy!Ghost’s, well, ghosts before, and I literally couldn’t get this out of my head last night. I’m going to treat this like actual fic, I feel so fancy...

Warnings:

Hurt/Comfort, Graphic depictions of animal death, PTSD, Ghost going through it

Pairing:

Ghost x OC (Goose) [can be read as x reader]

Summary:

Early days of Ghost and Goose’s relationship. Ghost has always prided himself on his ability to handle any situation, no matter how bleak. So why does he find himself so ill equipped to handle something as small as a couple chickens death?

A coyote got into the henhouse last night.

You can hear its yips and snarls, the aggressive barks of your cattle dog as it darts at the chicken wire, the starling lack of clucking. You whistle for the dog, and it races to go check on the other animals. The last thing you need is for the coyote to get into it with Mav when you pull its sorry ass from the chicken pen. You yawn, trying to hold onto the hope that at least some of your ladies got somewhere safe before the carnage started. You’ll stop by the tractor supply later and grab some chicks to bolster your flock again.

You stop. Watching Ghost stand frozen in front of the pen, shoulders tight, barely breathing. His eyes a million miles away.

The pen is littered with half shredded chickens. Feather and muscle strewn about. The wild frenzy of a half starved predator laid out in front of you. The loose organs and scent of death turns your stomach, you can’t imagine what it does to a fresh soldier. Ghost’s finger twitches, beating a rapid tattoo against his thigh, his gun is still neatly holstered. You suppose that’s for the best, or maybe a signal of the worst.

You think about your first fourth of July after your Daddy’s second tour. The way he’d disappeared into the house like a ghost. The way your momma handed you off to your granny and followed after him. How your granny had told you: sometimes you see something so bad it never leaves you.

"Go wait in the house," you tell him as soft as you can, pulling at his arm to try and pull his attention. Ghost nods mutely, eyes still glued to the blood soaked earth and torn limp bodies. "Go on," you press a little more firmly, you lead him away from the henhouse, out of sight of it, "I'll be in shortly."

Ghost follows your direction, ears ringing, head stuffed with cotton. Everything feels far away and yet so brightly present. He can smell gunpowder and burnt flesh, can feel the wet warmth of blood on his clothes where he knows there isn't any. Can hear the shouting. He pushes the front door to the house open and holds the brass handle tight in his fingers for a long moment, just standing, waiting. As if he'll hear the pang of gunfire over the infinitely patient silence.

He goes to the kitchen and puts the kettle on. Stares at the black iron as it sits on the burner and waits for the yip of the coyote, the last gunshot. It doesn’t come. You take his hand in the silence and turn the burner off. Lead him to the table and sit him heavily in one of the wooden chairs. Ghost keeps his eyes forward, his shoulders rigid. He waits. He doesn't know what he's waiting for. For the memories to stop.

His hat is removed, set carefully on the table. A warm cloth touches his face, wiping gently at the crease in his forehead, at the stern set of his brow. Your fingers reach for the edge of his mask and he grabs your wrist, eyes finally darting to yours in a panic. He can't. It's too much, too hard. He can't.

Somehow you seem to understand, fingers sliding instead to cup his jaw, to rub your thumb against his cheek over the soft cotton. The washcloth wipes his brow again, still warm and soothing.

"You're safe," you murmur, "Safe and sound right here with me. And Daddy.” You tack Price on, as if you might not be enough to convince him. As if it isn’t your touch that’s bringing him back, your eyes that hold his with such kind patience it makes his heart hurt. “We won't let anything hurt you."

Ghost doesn’t say anything, can’t make his lips move or conjure a thought as to what he might say. If there is anything to say. Is there anything to say?

You tip his head forward, press the lightly damp cloth against the back of his neck. He lets his hand drop from your wrist as you move your hand from his cheek to scratch your fingers through his hair. Gentle, calming touches. Never asking more from him than his comfort.

He settles his hands on your hips, and for a moment he can pretend you’re his.

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aunt-ninny · 9 months

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I honestly don't think I could possibly love them more.

#best friends #trent beretta #trent?#chuck taylor #sexy chuckie t #chuckie t #get your chainsaws ready #these beautiful dorks #the way that i'm obsessed with these idiots #i love them all so much #your honor i love them #aew #all elite wrestling

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cult-of-the-eye · 2 months

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"WE USED TO BE"

#i love them your honor #exes who go on adventures together #fuck i'm so obsessed #tmagp #the magnus protocol #tmagp 9 #tmagp spoilers #alice dyer #sam khalid

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laziby · 2 years

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Huntlow doodles

#huntlow #toh willow #toh hunter #toh #the owl house #lazi's art #agshs your honor I'm obsessed with them

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harbingersecho · 7 months

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WODtober 14 > Lines Drawn In Blood ⥄ RVBtober 14 > Crossover

"He and I are closer than friends. We are enemies linked together. The same sin binds us."

So. Here's some possible bg/lore mixing - idk if normal, 'non-secret service/intelligence agency' humans in this universe know vampires exist but disregarding that -

I think a lot of the vampires, esp the ones in space, are pretty high generation or thin-bloods (i.e. they're weak). Originally Locus + Felix were on the v edge of being thin-bloods (like gen 13) but... they're not anymore. The wonders of diablerie - not that they really advertise it. Views on that haven't really changed. They're also autarki aka freelance/mercenaries, but I dunno when they were Embraced; could've been before, during or after the War. Doesn't rly matter that much, they can all work imo but at least for Locus post-War works best

Locus could have either the Blood Addiction bane or the Noxious Blood bane since I think both could work for him, and Felix would have the classic Ravnos Bane of needing to move around.

I'll post more thoughts abt why I chose those clans for them + more abt sharky etc a bit later bc I don't want this to be too long lol <3