#ive said it once and Ill say it again

[seldompathic]

A classic era "no u" before bed

#sonic the hedgehog #sth #sonic art #miles tails prower #sonic comics #my art #the SILLIES #ive said it once and Ill say it again #they are the brothers of all time #this was rushed because I have to work soon but i hope its not god awful #i love you guys- remember to drink some water!! ✨️

[hmcbook]

me watching booktok cancel book-Howl when Diana Wynne Jones herself cancelled him in 1986

#ive said it once and ill say it again #you're late for the party!! goodbye #also unfollow me if you think movie howl is better and more romantic. this is a book howl supremacy blog #howl's moving castle #howl's moving castle book #shut up hmcbook #diana wynne jones #mine

[chokkohasthehellsite]

the silent intro was probably the best part of the whole movie. when i watched that, there was NO sound. everyone watching along was deathly silent. it reminded me of the minute of silence people take when in mourning or remembrance and i started fucking sobbing straight away. it was a beautiful way to pay respects towards such a legend.

#ive said it once and ill say it again #ryan coogler #you absolute legend #i love him #rip chadwick boseman #i miss him sm #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #black panther spoilers #black panther wakanda forever spoilers #wakanda forever #black panther wakanda forever #bpwf spoilers #black panther

[wield-the-mighty-pen]

Do we think that the Ladrien dynamic in season 6 is going to be similar to that of Ladywalker?

Think of it like this:

Ladybug is still very much in love with Adrien, yet has to be covert about her feelings for him to protect her identity.

Adrien, on the other hand, is now in a very happy, committed relationship and therefore doesn't feel the need to flirt with, or become moony-eyed over Ladybug.

Ladybug can't seem to stop blushing and getting distracted by her boyfriend, whom she is currently saving and therefore can't have feelings for him right now. Adrien, on the other hand, who is very confused by her strange behavior, is behaving in the politely stoic way he uses interact with people that he isn't so close to.

However, this is merely an act, Adrien is close to Ladybug and knows her incredibly well and closely. In interactions, he is constantly having to keep himself in check and make sure he doesn't reveal that he knows too much, that he's aware of too much. He cares about her, but he has to make it seem like its a detached care. He has to treat her like a hero of Paris and not like one of his closest friends and partner.

The tension of identities and secrets gets so thick, that it begins an unraveling in their interactions that can only be resolved either with an identity reveal, or, the same way that Ladywalker ended, with them parting ways indefinitely.

#ive said it once and ill say it again #this time loudly so the people in the back can hear #BRING BACK THE LADRIEN #PLEASE #it would hurt in the best ways #theres so much potential for drama and angst here #ladrien #ladywalker #ladybug #adrien agreste #cat walker #miraculous ladybug #mlb #miraculous #ml #ml spoilers #ml season 4 #ml season 6 #ml kuro neko #ml leak free #miraculeakless

[yourhumbleservant152]

The way that Jon says "el-oh-el" in episode one is amazing. That alone tells me so much about s1 Jon. If the story hadn't pulled me in by that point I'd be hooked off that line delivery

#jon sims is a theater kid #ive said it once and ill say it again #the magnus archives #tma #jon sims

[high-queen-of-exy]

another fun way to tell the twins apart is what energy drink they have.

Aaron drinks white monster, Andrew drinks cotton candy bang and this is the only thing they won't switch during the switchyard since they hate each other's drink of choice.

#ive said it once and ill say it again #aaron just seems like hed drink white monster #all the time #and cotton candy is one of my fave bang flavors and i think andrew would like it #Kevin bitches at them both about it endlessly #aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #aaron minyard #aftg hc #aftg headcanon

[wellthisisnerdy]

THAT FEELING WHEN U GET ROBBED AT THE OSCARS

#the banshees of inisherin #I SWEAR TO GOD #ive said it once and ill say it again #most big award shows arent fair #colin farrell #kerry condon #barry keoghan #the oscars #the 95th academy awards #academy awards

[magioffire]

vali vs the unseelie court

#hes just too flamboyant for his own good #ive said it once and ill say it again #making vali archmage #is like making a gay goth flamboyant frat boy the president because he whooped the presidents ass five ways to sunday #cuz thats how the dokkalfar do

[krushkreates]

across the dining room table

sam’s immortal.

darlin’s mortal.

it’s about time they had “that” talk.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39573912

The talk wasn’t violent. It wasn’t explosive, it wasn’t heated. It was calm: so chillingly calm and Sam swore he could feel time again in a way that unnerved him. The last time he felt like that was with his progeny (and by default, their progeny but everyone treated the two of them like they were both Sam’s) and that was far more uncomfortable that he had ever really verbalized.

They sat at his (really, it was also Darlin’s) dining room table. The evening saw the sun hang low in the sky, refusing to dip below the horizon. The house was freshly cleaned, a single candle burning on the island. Its sweet aroma curled pleasantly along the walls of the house, leaving a softer version of the smell behind as it lazily exited through the open windows. The grandfather clock that Sam had made himself stood mighty and tall in living room, occupying a space in between two bookshelves with almost comically different genres lining each one.

To be honest, Sam hated that damn candle. Vampire senses were a blessing, but also a curse when it came to things they didn’t like, and that candle was one of them. However, it was Darlin’s favorite and they never burned it longer than an hour. Their excuses consisted of “It’s an expensive candle and I don’t have much money” or “It’s discontinued, so I gotta be careful.” And yet, when he was out grocery shopping one night, he saw that exact candle and smiled.

He never did tell them otherwise.

The air was heavy and stagnant despite the breeze rustling through the leaves and the screen of the open window. It felt nice, but only cooled Darlin’ and Sam’s nerves for a small time.

They picked at the oak, seemingly unable to meet his eyes; those beautiful mulberry eyes they’ve looked at hundreds of thousands of times before. The maroon irises melted with streaks of chocolate brown in an almost hypnotizing swirl. They sat slightly bit sunken in, adding a certain depth to his expressions. Just him looking at them with complete neutrality could make them shiver. When he was fed, the mulberry brightened to a dark reddish color. It reminded them of the cherry wine they impulsively bought one night and how they talked for hours over the fireplace. Both of their cheeks hurt by the time they decided to sleep, and the sun had announced its presence. Those eyes made them feel so safe and loved and cared for, for so many years now. Yet, they couldn’t meet them. Their fingers threatened to tremble as nails scratched against the wood again, quiet breaths shaking slightly.

Sam silently observed his lover. Noting the refusal to meet his gaze, he settled on roaming his eyes along them, drinking in the same details he’d known for four years know. Darlin’ always asked why he looked at them so often.

“It’s not like I’m something new everyday” they blurted once after catching him one afternoon. He had laughed, further confusing them as they looked into him. “What? It’s true and you know it.” They seemed to fold slightly into themselves as he laughed more.

“I just like lookin’ at ya, that’s all.”

They paused, their brows furrowed. He watched intently, making a mental note of how cute their scar was. The one that went through the arch of their right eyebrow and nearly down to their eyelid. It was the only scar on his Darlin’s body that wasn’t from a fight. He remembered the tears that fell from his eyes as they told the story of why they had a lifetime ban from a pottery center and why “I’m sorry to dash your Ghost dreams Sam but I’m not allowed to be around wheels or clay anymore”. He hadn’t ever laughed like that before, or at least it had been years since he did. The cherry wine in his system pleasantly burned him, or maybe it was just that Darlin’; their cheeks flushed and looking at him with stars in their eyes that made his cheeks warm. It was the second time they kissed, and Sam swore he felt his soul leave his body the second their lips met.

A soft cough from said person brought him back from his reverie. They eyed him with concern and heavy amusement. He did that sometimes. His eyes sort of glaze over with a dreamy look to them. They can see the adoration he holds and freely shows and they accept it (now at least). Sam retreats partially into his mind and suddenly they’re hit with a wash of love. It pulsates, their core meeting his as their threads entwine. A warmth floods Darlin’s senses, like rain on a summer night. They feel more alive with him around, and ironically enough, he does too. They like seeing that look on his face and how his body seems to move closer to theirs subconsciously. His fingers itch to touch some part of their skin and Darlin’ makes it a point to find his hand. They wish so desperately that he’d reach for them, to soothe their frayed nerves and to keep them from picking the damn table apart.

Neither of them expected to be so anxious about this conversation.

There wasn’t anything to be anxious about. They both knew that. And now they’re sitting at this dark oak table, feeling like they’re going to jump out of their respective skins. Sam takes a breath before speaking, and so does Darlin’.

“About that immortality-“

“We need to figure this-“

They stared at each other for a split second before laughing. It wasn’t anything particularly funny, but it did break the goddamn tension that threatened to suffocate them. They both giggled for a minute, finding it silly that they were so nervous to talk about it. It’s Darlin’, and it’s Sam, they both thought.

Sam spoke first after wiping a stray tear from his eye.

“Look at us. Nervous to have this talk that we both know isn’t gonna be the end of the world and here we are frettin’ over each other. We both know I’ll live forever, assumin’ I don’t die of some awful battle. You,” he faltered.

They offered him a small smile.

“I won’t live forever. I know I’ll die old and wrinkled while you stay young and healthy. I’ll be accused of robbing cradles and they’ll nearly faint after learning you’re the older one. It’s okay baby. I’m fully aware of my painfully short lifespan compared to you.” They let out a humorless, almost bitter laugh. It felt wrong to say it out loud even though they both know it's the truth. It sits uncomfortably in the air before residing in their chests.

His brows furrowed a bit, the lines in his forehead deepening. “Don’t shifters live longer than most? I mean, I could be wrong, but I do remember reading somethin’.”

They shrugged almost impassively; their nails picked at their cuticles.

“Wolves don’t live much longer than regular people. Maybe by 5-10 years. It’s not a huge difference. We are still people, after all. Just… slightly different. Ain’t much to it really.”

While he noted they still couldn’t look him in the eye, the slight accent that pushed its way into their voice caused his heart to flutter for a moment.

He really did love them. Sam Collins was a fool to fall in love with a shifter, but somehow his heart completely blocked out his logic the second he laid eyes on them, sniffing around his property at some godawful time (was it 4:30am?) of night. The determination rolled off them in waves; it nearly knocked him to his feet. Their eyes were sharp and fierce, observant and cautious as they glared at him for daring to ask why they were on his property. It made him shiver involuntarily. He always did like folks that knew what they wanted, who they wanted and why they wanted it.

They sighed again, running a hand through their hair. The words seemed to pour out, like the dam broke and the forest was being flooded. They couldn’t stop it once they started. Like prosecco, it had been building up for months now and the cork finally popped.

“I love you, Samuel Collins. And I love being with you. Frankly, I don’t give a damn about this whole immortality thing. If I did, I wouldn’t have made the choice to stop running from how I felt about you. Hell, if I cared even a fraction, I wouldn’t be at this fucking table about to shit myself from this entire topic. You know what you’re getting into. I know what I’m getting into. Can we be done with this and enjoy the house being actually cleaned for once?”

Sam could feel the heat rising in their body. Darlin’s leg started shaking again, urging him to speak before they locked themselves away again. Old habits die hard, but they die harder in Darlin's case.

“Darlin’, there ain’t anything in this world that could keep me from loving you. If you go grey, I’ll still love you. It’s still you. Underneath everything: every scar, every cut, every bruise, every wrinkle or sunburn or whatever the hell, I would still be with you. If the world ended tomorrow, I’d still spend those last 24 hours in your presence. Time is nothing but pocket change to me baby. The bank of time will let me withdraw however much I want until I decide if I’ve had enough. I know time is precious to you and I want to make sure you feel that way with me. I want to see you until your dyin’ day. Whenever that is-“ he paused, taking their hand in one of his and gently moving their chin to make them look at him with the other, “-and it better not be soon, lord knows you have a habit of agin’ me despite my frozen age- I want nothing more than to be next to you. Nothing you say can scare me away. Aging be damned. I want you to age. I want to see you look older and more beautiful and more radiant. I want to see the crows feet on your face when you smile at me and I want to hear your voice change. I want you to get what I won’t ever have. I want you to see your friends and family grey with you. You deserve to have a full life.”

Tears welled up in their eyes as their expression softened. It was rare to see them like this, heart completely bared. Bared only to him. He held it so carefully. It was an honor. It was a privilege. One that he’d never take for granted.

“You’d want that, for me?” They choked out, the tears fully falling now. “Wrinkles and all?”

He nodded, placing a chaste kiss on their lips before pressing his forehead onto theirs, both of their eyes closing.

“Wrinkles and all.”

#ive said it once and ill say it again #i LOVE their relationship #i adore them #so so much #redacted fics #redacted asmr #redacted sam #redacted darlin #angst #kinda #two idiots in love #krush fics

[inactiverandomjreader]

While drowning myself in heartstopper content in light of the renewal, I stumbled across this gem

(This is not meant to ship them, this is just a very cute observation)

#i will never #not love #their friendship <3 #ive said it once and ill say it again #joe and bash supremacy #i want what they have #best friendship #heartstopper #heartstopper netflix #heartstopper tv #heartstopper show #heartstopper 2 #heartstopper 3 #joe locke #sebastian croft #charlie spring #ben hope hate club #kit connor #will gao #yasmin finney #corrina brown #kizzy edgell #tobie donovan #rhea norwood #cormac hyde corrin

[locklylemybeloved]

not me JUST now realizing theres the sound of a car door opening at the end of cornelia street after “i rent a place on cornelia street, i say casually in the car…” 😭😭😭

#ive said it once and ill say it again #im so slow when it comes to these things 💀 #taylor swift #mae-rants

[erikatsu]

i luv him :(

#ive said it once and ill say it again #his smile is my favorite thing in the whole eorld #★ — eris plays genshin #⬪ kaeyventures ⬪

[astral-catastrophe]

im making snickerdoodles to make up for the tea crime i commited earlier

#ive said it once and ill say it again #i can cook and bake but i can’t make drinks to save my life #jays being dumb again

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

This morning when I got to work it was just me and my manager for the first two hours. He'd been alone since 6am, it was 7am when I got in, so he had prep to finish. The store wasn't ready to be opened, but we were open anyway. So I'm stocking the condiment bar, refilling sauces, portioning meat, dropping shit in the fryer, cleaning and restocking every damn thing in the restaurant. While also taking and making orders. I only asked my manager for help once. I'm flustered and exhausted and only halfway through my shift, but my brain has shorted out like it's five minutes before the end.

My manager said "I don't have favorites, but if I did, you'd definitely be the favorite."

That means a lot, but also, put your money where your mouth is and give me the raise I deserve.

#great Taylor thanks for the kind words #it really does mean a lot #and i know its not his fault that we're short staffed #but i cant do this #my body and soul cant take it #im exhausted #and today is one of the busiest days of the week #two more coworkers came in but theyre... not the most useful #the first four hours flew by because i never got the chance to stop and see the clock #my manager finished prep so hopefully he can cover line #when i first started here i hated doing line. hated it. i had trouble reading the boards #and i wasnt quick. at all. it was super frustrating and i avoided it whenever i could #but lately ive had no choice. ive been the only one available to do line for hours on end. its exhausting #but ive gotten a lot faster with the practice. thats something #im on break rn with only three minutes left. if i close my eyes im going to pass out and never wake up #someone here is watching tiktok with no headphones and i may commit murder #ive said it once and ill say it again #fast food workers should be able to do as many drugs as they want as long as it doesnt dangerously affect their performance #if you gotta do some coke to get you through the lunch rush. you gotta do what you gotta do

[calkale]

Hangman is written by Carrie Underwood, Miranda Lambert and Shania Twain

#ive said it once and ill say it again #man is a girl in a country song #jake hangman seresin

[nightiingaled-a]

     Kit’s not the best artist. but during her time in captivity she found an interest in it and developed knack for accurately drawing different flora that she finds when she gets the chance. 

#♜ facts ⇾ kit. #kits got hobbies and its plants #ive said it once and ill say it again #if she could stay in one place - she'd garden for sure