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crismakesstuff · 2 months
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cast out of paradise
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artofalassa · 6 months
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Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am whole again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am young again
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racingcore · 6 months
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I cannot stress enough how much Charles should be applauded for today's race. Cuz rbr team radio, max, checo, them teaming up, the safety car bad luck, the lockout, the slow ferrari pit stop, ferraris tyre stratergy, the last lap rbr team up to keep checo in 2nd place. They really threw everything at him today.
Charles own tyre whispering todahy with good risky breaking at turns is what brought Charles in 2nd. That is what brought Ferrari so many points home. What a beast, what a mad man.
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wikoymi · 3 months
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all things live and all things die
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sixxxer · 11 months
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me when the. when he. when uhhhh when the hejwnen the ejdj
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hueberryshortcake · 1 month
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Have the Italians considered putting Donald Duck in Casablanca next
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asimplelobsterhat · 8 months
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When Nandor is talking about having a wife to share all of his treasures from Al Qolnidar and at that exact moment the camera pans to Guillermo entering his secret room and immediately coming down the stairs to look at all of the cool shit on the table
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stargazingbitch · 2 years
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Just the common reaction
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mamawasatesttube · 3 months
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#45 “I can’t imagine this world without you.” could be any of the core four toward Kon
A figure stands at the foot of Kon’s bed.
He snaps from mostly-asleep to wide awake in an instant, adrenaline spearing through his chest as he hurls himself into the air, legs flailing as his TTK shoves the blankets away. Krypto jerks out of his sleep in shock—
Wait. Why didn’t Krypto bark about someone coming in?
And then Kon’s tired brain belatedly kicks into gear, and the outline of the silhouette staring at him settles into familiarity. He falls back to the bed with a thump, heart still thundering in his chest.
“Jesus, Imp, are you trying to give me a heart attack?” He barely catches himself, swallows down the Like Pa? on the tip of his tongue. “Holy shit, dude!”
Bart doesn’t move. That sets off alarm bells. He just stands there, arms wrapped around himself, and mutters, “Sorry.”
Krypto stands, stretches, ambles in a circle, and settles back down. Kon softens, concern replacing the fading alarm thrumming in his chest. He stifles a yawn. “S’okay.” His TTK reaches out, skims along the floor and up Bart’s legs, encircles Bart’s wrist and tugs him closer. “C’mere, sit. What’re you doing here? It’s, like… I dunno. Late-o’clock.”
“It’s just past three.” Bart sinks onto the edge of Kon’s mattress gingerly, like he’s not sure if he belongs there. His heartbeat could be a hummingbird. “Sorry for waking you. I didn’t mean to.”
Kon snorts. Drapes an arm over his shoulders and tugs him into his side. “What, you just wanted to watch me sleep like some kinda creep?”
For a moment that lingers far too long, Bart is tense. Then, like a switch has flipped, he slumps into Kon’s side like a puppet whose strings have been abruptly cut; he turns his face into Kon’s shoulder and throws one leg over Kon’s lap, grabs two handfuls of his shirt, and—to Kon’s dismay—sniffles.
Oh, shit.
“Imp?” Kon cajoles, gentler. He wraps his other arm around him, too, and drapes his TTK around his entire body. Bart says it’s kind of like a weighted blanket when he does that. “Hey, man, it’s okay. You’re okay. Was it—was it a nightmare, or…?”
Bart died, same as Kon, except worse because of how the Speed Force slurped him up like a bowl of noodles. Or something. Bart’s explained it; Kon still doesn’t quite get it, but he’s pretty sure it sucked. No wonder it’s got Bart fucked up. They’ve only been back a few weeks. Bart’s probably here ‘cuz Kon’s the only one he knows who also died, right? Even if Kon’s death wasn’t as fucked up as his?
“It’s been a nightmare,” Bart says fiercely, then sniffles again. “I—I woke up thinking I was still—that it was a dream and I was still the stupid Flash and you never came back, and—” He sucks in a shaky breath. “You don’t get it. I can’t—I can’t imagine this world without you. And I had to live in it. You—you—”
Wait.
What?
Bart breaks off, beats a fist helplessly against Kon’s shoulder. Kon sits, utterly shellshocked. He thought the nightmare was about Bart’s death, not…
“Oh,” he manages, breathless. There’s a strange tightness in his chest that he doesn’t want to acknowledge. “You… Imp, I…” Shit, shit, what does he even say to that? “I’m here. It’s okay.” That just sounds like platitudes. Uh… uhhh… “No wonder you wanted to creep on me at three in the morning.”
Wait, no. Why is it that every time he doesn’t know how to respond to something, he exclusively makes bad jokes?
But Bart lets out a watery laugh against his shoulder, his fist relaxing before he curls his fingers into Kon’s shirt again, and relief floods through Kon’s chest. “Grife, I wasn’t creeping.”
“You were totally creeping.” Kon hesitates for a moment, then risks dropping a kiss to the top of Bart’s hopelessly wind-mussed head. “Next time, you can just get in bed with me, doofus.”
Bart peeps up at him, golden eyes almost grey in the blue night. “…Can I stay tonight?”
“Duh.” Kon flops backwards onto his pillows, hauling Bart with him. Bart squawks, but rearranges himself against Kon’s side after a moment, hugging his arm to his chest. “Ma’ll be thrilled to see you at breakfast.”
“True.” Bart sighs, smushing his face into Kon’s shoulder. Kon can feel his lips curve into a tiny smile. “Your grandma loves me.”
Kon sighs. The “grandma” title is more debatable than whether she loves Bart. “I know, Imp. Now go to sleep.”
“You can’t tell me what to do,” Bart mumbles, but his eyelashes brush Kon’s shoulder as he closes his eyes.
A comfortable silence settles over them both. Kon’s nearly asleep again when Bart’s hand creeps over onto his chest, and settles right over his beating heart. It makes him smile to himself as he drifts off again, content in the quiet night.
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thegeekyartist · 2 years
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They hate to see a boytoy winning.
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"Nothing's Going to Change, Unless I Change It" 8x8". Oil on wood.
Click for quality.
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megaawkwardhuman · 1 year
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how I imagine the next part of my familiar’s ghost is gonna go
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oshiawaseni · 1 year
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People be saying that Izuku would go feral when anyone gets hurt... and I'm like are you sure you ain't talking bout Tokoyami. Tokoyami went feral when Shoji had one of his arms chopped off during the end of the Forest Summer Camp arc and when Mina got stabbed in the second MHA movie. We don't see many of Tokoyami 's interactions, so it is safe to assume. Deku's ferals moments only happen when BAKUGO KATSUKI is hurt or going to be hurt. Bro, I mean like what?
Sure, 1-A are all very protective over each other. But if that's all certain fans think is between BkDk, then their understanding of the content is so basic. I can't for the life of me figure out why they don't see the very pronounced difference in the way Izuku feels/acts towards Kacchan vs the way he feels/acts towards everyone else.
Izuku feels so much empathy for Katsuki that he takes everything that happens to him so damn personal. Like it were an affront to his own honour, dignity, pride, heart and life. It's so clear that Katsuki has been taking up so much space in his whole heart for hundreds of chapters now, and here they are, still denying it. Why?
The reason Izuku's heart is feral only for Kacchan is becoming so sooo obvious too now, like. I mean, seriously..! Can Hori spell it out for them anymore louder than he has been doing already?
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There is no one who can take the place of Izuku's Kacchan. He is irreplaceable. Just like there is no other possible love interest that has been built up as beautifully as he. Because Katsuki is it. He's the only one Izuku's ever needed and fought to protect, like his whole soul was on the line.
At the end of the day we know the truth of them and the others can think what they think and become shocked pikachu face when Hori finally lets BkDk love each other the way they were always meant to and has them kiss or something. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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vroomvroomsposts · 6 months
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Everybody moved on… but I am still here.
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sexygaywizard · 9 months
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My toxic trait is thinking that I could totally be a NYC girl even though I am a born and bred natural enemy of NYC girls (LA girl) and they would descend upon and eat me like so many rats
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helyiios · 2 years
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¿Tú quiere' que te mate a tiro' o que te mate a palo'?
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pristina-nomine · 2 months
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Ophélie et Eulalie
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