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undouxbises · 8 months
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I spoke to someone very dear to me for the first time in years yesterday. Love is a beautiful thing. Even with time I think it never fully goes away. Love of minuscule details that make us up. A nose scrunch. A snort. A big full body embrace. A look. A distinct scent.
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yoakkemae · 10 months
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anton, holding a gun to tony: but in my experience, the guy with the gun doesn't have to explain himself. tony, completely relaxed: fair enough. put the gun down, we'll talk. anton: i'm not here to have a conversation, i'm here to warn you to stay away. tony, dryly: or, what, you're going to shoot me? anton, seriously: if i have to. give me your gun. tony, instantly: no. anton, confused: what? tony: no. if you were going to shoot me, i'd be dead. you already got one gun; i'm not giving you another one. so let's move on.
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tomcriuse · 5 months
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Game of Thrones 2.08 'The Prince of Winterfell'
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beanghostprincess · 2 months
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This title card was playing in Luffy's mind during the whole season
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lycheefruiit · 10 months
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Here it is.
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ghouljams · 10 months
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Could we see Konig being real stalker- cough cough I mean devoted?
This is not good, the ideas I'm cooking up... At least Ghost gets to see Goose every day, lets keep that in mind. Also let's keep in mind that the nasty boy was retired for being too good at his job...
You tug your front door open because you're half sure you heard a knock. It was hesitant, and soft enough you could ignore it --something you're tempted to do given the sun is barely up-- but it doesn't hurt to check.
"Oh! König," You smile up at him, doing your best to look more awake than you feel. Still, you can't help rubbing some of the sleep out of your eyes. You note he's wearing his bandana again.
"Good morning Schatz, did I wake you?" His eyes dart over you with concern. You cross your arms tugging your flannel a little tighter over your slip, giving yourself some added protection from the morning bugs. You shake your head, like a liar.
"Nope, all good. What can I do for ya'?"
"My-" He drags the word out, looking over your head and into your house, "-coffee maker is broken," He nods a little, you stifle a yawn, "und I was wondering if you had any to spare?"
You nod and wave him into your home, hearing him shut the door nicely behind him and then silence. You glance over your shoulder to tell him to follow you, but he is. He's just... silent. You didn't know guys that big could sound like anything but giants, you sort your focus back to your coffee maker in the kitchen.
"Might take a few minutes, I was gonna make breakfast. You want anything?" You pop open the top of your coffee maker to dump grounds in, trying to think through what you've got in the fridge. Do you even have enough to feed this guy?
"That's very kind, thank you," König hums glancing around your kitchen, "Is there anything I can do to help? I'm not very handy in the kitchen, but maybe..."
You hum, watching the water fill your coffee pot before shutting the sink off. Actually you could use his height on a few things. "I've got a light out in the living room, if you'd wanna replace that? Save me getting the step stool."
You are so sweet, so soft, so trusting, made for all the things König wishes he was made for. You were so cute standing in your doorway, tired eyed, hair still messy from sleep, just a slip and an oversized shirt between you and him. That should be his shirt you're wearing. He'll find a way to get you one.
He flips a switch on the box on his kitchen table, and hears static crackle before the air waves pop into the right channel. This is just precautionary, he tells himself, just because you're a woman alone in the middle of nowhere. It's really for your safety, and he won't ever turn it on after this.
Your voice filters through the receiver's speakers singing along to some song he doesn't know. He settles heavy on his kitchen chair, folding his arms on the table to rest his head on them. You sound so pretty, like you're singing just for him. What's one bug? One bug is nothing, he thinks watching the blinking light on the receiver, you probably wouldn't even mind if you knew.
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zoneofsmites · 4 months
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Durgetash excerpts from the dm’s courtesy of my genius friend melon.
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zishuge · 4 months
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Mysterious Lotus Casebook (2023) | Ep. 11
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awakefor48hours · 26 days
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I think it’s so funny that the only person who’s ever made a good “I hate my wife” joke is Stan
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moroser · 1 year
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i’ve gotten a few asks for more of This so *flings to the wind* 
[sketch of lilith and hunter in human au]
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comraderoscoes · 8 months
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crying miles is really out there wearing nothing but baby lewis merch 😭
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monsieuroverlord · 3 months
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Covers for April's Fall of X issues have been released.
In Wolverine #47, Laura goes toe-to-toe with the Savage Sabretooth
Written by Victor LaValle & Benjamin Percy, art by Geoff Shaw, cover by Leinil Francis Yu
"Savage escape! "Sabretooth War" – Part 7! Laura Kinney must escape the clutches of the Savage Sabretooth! Will Victor Creed’s weapon spell the end for Logan? A can’t-miss issue!  "
In Wolverine #48, Graydon Creed reappears (perhaps along with that Barrington Coil?)
Written by Victor LaValle & Benjamin Percy, art by Cory Smith, cover by Leinil Francis Yu
"Creed vs. Creed! "Sabretooth War" – Part 8! It’s a family affair as Graydon Creed, the maligned son of Victor Creed, AKA Sabretooth, brings the fight to his father. The winner gets Wolverine – or…what’s left of him…!"
In X-Men Forever #2, based on the alone, in looks like Jubilee is officially back to the land of the living and the displaced mutants escaped the White Hot Room (assuming the cover isn't a fake-out)
written by Kieron Gillen, art by Luca Maresca, cover by Mark Brooks
"Immortal means forever! The fight for Krakoa's future begins here! Since RISE OF THE POWERS OF X began, there have been a few mysteries unrevealed! Now writer Kieron Gillen fills in the gap of what happened between the end of IMMORTAL X-MEN and the beginning of the end of the Krakoan Age!"
source here
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cornysky · 5 months
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Winter taking qibli hunting in the icewing kingdom and and qibli just being in awe at how pretty and majestic and beautiful he looks as he dives into the water and how the droplets reflect and shine on his scales and its so unfair how they make him look even MORE amazing!!! 👏
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samyosaf · 1 year
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Yuu: Oh hey Tsunotarou,what are doing with those intruments?
Malleus:Oh child of man I just have a song I wanted to sing to you and I am hoping you would not mind me playing it?
Yuu:Sure why not, I don't mind you singing to me
Malleus thinking: I hope this song Lilia gave me would make Yuu think I'm a good mate for them
Malleus:*Proceeds to sing this song*
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cleric4vampire · 2 months
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There's something in this life left to live or, giving these two fools a soft moment because they deserve it. not gonna lie, I got a bit emotional when making this. I wrote something from Astarion's perspective to go along with it:
Once upon a time we pressed against an unyielding tree trunk, just like this. Once upon a time we hid ourselves in the obscuring night. Now, the moonlight paints your smile bright and boundless. We were not unwilling back then, though an ocean laid between us. I pressed my body atop yours and went somewhere else. How could I have known that you would follow me there? You were the one who was supposed to be under my thumb. I was the trickster moved by your silver song. You were the cradle that held me safe when all I wanted was to fall into the abyss. You were the gentle voice that beckoned, Open your eyes. See what could be if you loosened that white-knuckled grip you keep on your fear. Sometimes I find myself slipping into the old movements — a flutter of lashes, a dangerous smile — and then I remember. I remember that you were with me at my darkest and ugliest and most utterly heartbroken, and still you told me, It is an honor to witness you. It is a privilege to be by your side. And I let that ancient rhythm fall away. I was free to walk off that tired path, and now, everything is new. How will life surprise me when I allow myself to participate? I was struck with wonder to know that there are people in this world like you. Could you have ever guessed we would end up here, back when we were strangers on the hillside? I didn't have the strength to imagine it. Now, I find myself thinking: Where will we end up tomorrow? What wonders will we behold? There will be such love and such joy, and such hardship to balance it. But for the first time, I feel I am courageous enough to face it, because I am not alone anymore. I will be with you here, beneath this moonlight, beneath this canopy. And afterwards, I hope you will imagine with me all the life we have left to live.
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nouns-are-bad · 1 year
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Monster 141 au where soap hides what he is because he was bullied in the past and shunned
The 141 going on a mission and everyone except soap is down and he needs to get them out of there
Soap turning into a big hyena that’s taller than even ghost and big enough to support all three of his teammates on his back and get them out of the danger zone
All three of his teammates on his back holding onto his mane as he’s goin Mach fuckin 5 to get them to safety and swerving around trees left and right to dodge bullets
Once they get to exfil soap turns back and is waiting for the ball to drop, for them to cut him out like everyone else
Except that doesn’t happen, gaz speaks first, he talks about how fuckin awesome Johnny is and how cool he looks
Price talks about how for his size he moves sharp corners quickly and controlled, that it probably took a lot of training and work to get to that point
And ghost, Simon, says that his fur felt rough and soft at the same time, like a big stuffed animal
It makes Johnny feel so much better and accepted
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