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remyfire · 11 days
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Ship: Radar O'Reilly/BJ Hunnicutt/Hawkeye Pierce
Note: This was requested by @bbjkrss-blog!! :D I had a lot of fun experimenting in a new sandbox, so thank you for the opportunity!
"Listen, maybe you guys get to just sit around and tell jokes and kiss each other and all that, but some of us got work to do!" Radar fires back. When the typewriter dings, he reaches to push the carriage back—and Klinger grabs his hand instead. "Hey, what's the big idea?" Klinger gets down right on Radar's level. He looks more serious than he did when he heard his package from Goldstein's might've been the one that fell off the jeep and got eaten by a farmer's mule. "Radar, I'm not going unless you're going. You gotta stop this, all right?" "Stop what?" Radar scowls. "This thing you do when all of us are gonna have fun and you keep hiding from it like you're scared."
After months of Radar burying his hopeless crushes on a certain dynamic surgeon duo, an after-hours spin-the-bottle game initiated by Hawkeye at the O-Club throws Radar hopelessly off-balance.
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brainyrot · 14 days
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Wait till they find out that the Bendy they’re with is an actually their Bendy. Just a mentally deranged and mentally destroyed version of him.
wait until he gets to do what he wants
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soulmusicsongs · 2 months
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Think About Me - Marlena Shaw (Just a Matter of Time, 1976)
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vriskaserketdaily · 1 year
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daily reminder that vriska
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extraliga-related · 1 month
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Experience Playoff Hockey
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morphogenetically · 7 months
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got another interview. guy who gets interviews
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kersplosion99 · 10 months
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“Did the sun come out, or did you just smile at me?”
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starlene · 1 year
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One day I will snap and start writing songfics based on Tomas Ledin lyrics.
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caughtaghostsomehow · 2 years
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Just a Matter of Time
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A flurry fanfic for MoA’s ( @maiden-of-asgard ) Frostbite *again* because tumblr is being a lil bitch
Especially for @sassy-potato-yall​
 She notices it for the first time when she's getting ready for bed. She's gotten into the habit of moisturizing her whole body before going to sleep, the cold of Jotunheim not doing any favours for her skin. She starts with her legs as always and works her way up. She's tired after a long day in the courtroom, there's always so many people who need something, have a complaint or a demand or a long list of ideas for improvements. She thinks back to the days when she wasn't Queen, how so far away this all seemed, the royal duties only a hindrance to her time spent with Loki. She smiles to herself, amused by her naivety when she spots the wrinkles on her hands. Her veins seem a bit more prominent than usual. Huh, she wonders how she didn't notice that before. She doubles on moisturizer that night.
 Next time it happens, In-Unga is soaking in the baths. She didn't feel great for most of the day and decided to skip dinner in favour of a long bath. She's been dealing with a few more aches and pains than usual but she figures it's probably normal, given the time she spends just sitting on the throne. She makes a mental note to take more walks around the palace when she has the time. She reaches for shampoo to lather into her hair and as she starts, she notices that a lot more hair is staying on her hands than she remembers. The exhaustion is probably getting to me, she thinks and continues washing her hair, promising herself to take a day or two off. Maybe go somewhere nice and quiet with Loki, just the two of them. Yes, a break would be nice, indeed.
 She's been sent prescription glasses from Midgard. Reading and writing Royal Mail has been getting more strenuous recently and she's been horribly irritated by it. She would squint and strain her eyes trying to decipher what's on the papers until she complained to Loki about it and he has most graciously offered his help as well as a brand new pair of glasses, shipped over-realms especially for his Queen.
 She sits in bed, a book she attempted to read lies abandoned on her lap, new pair of glasses perched on top of it as she watches her husband snoring softly right next to her. He looks young, even younger when he sleeps. To be truthful he looks exactly the same as the day she married him. It's been some time but not that long, has it? There is a voice in her head that tells her she should worry, some heavy feeling in the pit of her stomach. But Loki looks so beautiful sound asleep and she doesn't want to think about anything else. When she finally falls asleep she dreams about the day she fell through the convergence. Only this time Loki doesn't find her. She's alone in the cave, the cold seeping through her skin and into her bones and she fights to keep her eyes open but her eyelids are so heavy and she's tired so she lets them close. The rest of her dream is shrouded in darkness.
 They stopped celebrating her birthday a while ago. Time passes differently on Jotunheim and it wouldn't make any sense. It mostly just served as a bitter reminder of In-Unga's mortality. As she's sitting at her vanity, watching her reflection she thinks it was a rather futile attempt at tricking themselves into believing they have more time together than they actually do. There are smile lines around her mouth, crow's feet at the corners of her eyes even when she doesn't smile, the skin on her cheeks sags a bit and lacks the plumpness it used to have. The grey streaks in her hair are taking over her natural colour. She frowns at herself and the lines on her forehead don't disappear long after she'd smoothed her features.
 She's still sitting in the same place when Loki walks in, makes his way towards her and kisses the side of her face before walking over to the bed and taking off his boots. She's watching him in the mirror with a frown on her face. He must've noticed… right? She observes his reflection as he goes through his routine. When he notices her staring, there's a teasing smile on his face and she feels a stirring of affection deep inside her. She looks away quickly and goes back to observing her own face in the mirror.
 Loki walks over and stands behind her, then bends down to kiss the top of her head and watches her watching herself, with an amused expression. He opens his mouth, undoubtedly, to make some smart comment but she's faster, "I have wrinkles."
She would laugh at Loki's baffled expression but she doesn't feel like laughing at all.
"What?"
"I have wrinkles," she repeats carefully, "And grey hair, and bags under my eyes."
She looks at Loki's reflection to see his frown deepen.
"What are you talking about, darling?"
Now it's her turn to frown.
"My face. Can't you see it?"
"I can see it perfectly well, and it's certainly a sight to behold, my love."
 She turns around and searches his face for… something. Anything, really. Some sort of sign that he understands what this means. But there's nothing in his eyes aside from adoration and love and he looks at her the way he's always looked at her and she wants to cry because he doesn't realise. Is this some sort of coping mechanism or is he in denial?
 She suddenly doesn't feel like finding out. He loves her so much, there's no reason to break his heart tonight. She makes a silent promise to herself that she'll talk to him about this soon.
Soon never comes.
 She forgets so many things nowadays. She knew emissaries from Vanaheim were coming, Gjálp has been reminding her everyday for the past week but somehow she still managed to forget. She feels tired. Everyone around her is so patient with her struggle to remember things but there are times when she catches Býleistr watching her with a weird, worried sort of expression and it makes her feel uneasy. She writes notes to herself, trying to regain some of her independence but then she forgets she ever wrote notes and she's forced to rely on everyone else to remind her of her duties.
 She's more tired than she's ever been and there's an ache deep in her heart for the young woman who managed to survive against all odds. She sleeps more and doesn't join official dinners. She hasn't been to the courtroom in a while.
 She lies in bed one night, staring at the ceiling. She knows there's something she wanted to do but she can't remember… She'll ask Loki tomorrow, he always helps her remember. She thinks it's important, a vow or a promise she made to someone a while ago but she cannot recall what it was. It nags at her brain but nothing comes so she turns to Loki who's sleeping beside her and she smiles, knowing he'll help her figure it out. He always does.
 She falls asleep that night with a smile on her face and when morning comes, she doesn't wake.
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hope-i-dont-choke · 2 years
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They’re not even being subtle about Brendan and Laura being a slow burn and I am eating that shit up
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noelledeltarune · 7 months
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EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt
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qiinamii · 7 months
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we'll do fine.
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maxgicalgirl · 2 months
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Being a “Fun Fact !” kind of autistic is all fun and games until you get halfway through sharing an interesting tidbit and realize that it probably wasn’t appropriate to share in polite company and now you have to deal with the consequences :(
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gender-euphowrya · 4 months
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the terminally online ouroboros will be whole when discourse claiming the phrase 'terminally online' is disrespectful to people with deadly incurable illnesses emerges
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allysketches · 2 months
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"I loathe him. And, despite myself, I respect a worthy opponent...Which he isn't because he's a demon and I cannot respect a demon. Or like one."
decided to draw a small part of the bookshop opening deleted scene bc not one day goes by where I don't think about it 🥺 we lost so bad by not getting this one 😭😭 especially bc it contrasts the season 2 finale so well… I could write entire dissertations about it 🤧
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mumblesplash · 4 months
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in honor of last season’s poem being called “”end poem”” (all quotes mandatory) this season i made one out of pieces of the actual end poem
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