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foolnamedjoey · 4 months
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got me thinking about a hedgehog village just to put all the hedgehog ocs in that rotate in my head sometimes
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steamworksfairy · 4 months
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Me while I'm trying to sleep: They're going to have to break into Alicante at some point.....OH MY GOD! They're going to do a heist! Or maybe they try to, but when they break in, there is only one LAST SHADOWHUNTER alive in Alicante!!!
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zelyna-w · 6 months
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I spent my day thinking about Baldur's Gate lore...again *sigh*
So, let's begin...
I see people talking about Ketheric having more children than just Isobel.
What I understood is that Malus, Gerringothe and Thisobald are his siblings, and he had only one child: Isobel. 
I doubted this when Thisobald called him “Father Ketheric”, but it's probably just a title since he is head of his family ? Ketheric doesn't talk about other children, and I read nowhere informations about this. Added to this: we can’t really see it with Thisobald but him, Malus and Gerringothe are way more older than Isobel, they could be her uncles and aunt, but probably not her siblings. (That’s just my opinion and they're undead, so it's hard to judge. What is sure is that their relationship with Ketheric and Isobel is unclear.)
Also, I think it would have been weird for Ketheric to never talk about other children while his deep love for his family was proven many times, and it's what drove him through years of difficult life (and death), being a chew toy for Gods. (I mean…even Shar, a literal goddess, couldn’t erase the memories of his wife and daughter’s death…).
I would really like to know more about this story, firstly because I love reading lore (I WANT KNOWLEDGE, ANSWERS, GIMME EVERYTHING), and secondly because it would be useful to know for writing...👀
So what's your thoughts ?
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You know who also wears a watch on one hand and a bracelet on the other??? 👀 Yesss! Soulmatism 🥰 And i love the fact that Chrissy has a white watch and Eddie a black one 💘
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Ugh oh no I wanna write Naruto fanfiction help make it stop
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sweet-heart-jack · 5 months
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Dean Winchester would like this song ( if you don't agree you're wrong)
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shawolsos · 2 years
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Part 2 of my unhinged rtc meets kpop brainrot that no one other than me wants or asked for:
Noel trying to convince Mischa to do the Troublemaker choreography with him.
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banannabethchase · 1 year
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What if Kenny demands a rubber match from Adam, and if Adam wins he can come back to the Elite and all is well, but if Kenny wins Adam's out for good and can't talk to the Bucks? That would be a great way to slowly rebuild his descent into the Cleaner persona - playing his friends against each other and linking work with real life in a cruel way.
Also the drama of that match would be KILLER.
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rowanwithaz · 8 months
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I'm disappointed in the bkdkdkbk community for not writing enough fics about this. You all have FAILED me. I really can't find any good zoo fics,and I've searched and searched Ao3 trust me.
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coldbrewblooded · 2 years
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Jfc
If the Felt are supposed to represent pool/billiards, then SnOwman's cigarette holder is the fucking pool cue
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But WHY am i an introvert?
Well, you know those people that talk and talk and talk nonstop about anything and everything all the time really fucking loud no matter what, regardless of where they are or who they're with? Yeah, that's MY BRAIN. Bitch won't shut up. Ever! Do you think i need any more company?
Exactly. I do not. And that's why i'm an introvert.
I mean, i guess. I don't know exactly why anyone is an introvert, but it sounds like a perfectly valid theory to me.
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einsatzzz · 3 months
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H.K. & H.K. 🥹💖✨ khr x sanrio collab will always live rent-free inside my brain
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linferry · 2 years
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Pick up, Qui Gon... P I C K U P . . .
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peachsayshi · 10 months
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➳ (minors, ageless, blank blogs dni) 
okay, okay, but imagine having a crush on your big brother/sister’s best friend, suguru.
geto knows all about it, by the way, because you make it impossible to prove to him otherwise with the way you act so shy and coy around him, and it really just makes him grow to have the softest little heart for you, and only you.
you were always close enough to admire him but he lures you away before you even get a chance to crack the surface of his beautiful shell. for five years you watch with envious eyes as he navigates his romances, basking other girls with attention that you only ever dreamed of. 
at twenty-two, you didn’t waste away your precious focus with any other guys (not yet anyway) - you were too busy with your university studies to even consider the possibility of a relationship...but an opportunity presented itself suddenly, a chance of something new when a friend lightly brushed their lips over your own in the middle of a study session. 
your face is hot by the time you arrive at suguru’s apartment. you’ve remained connected since your first meeting, but you only started getting closer to him in the last year. 
you know that you’re always welcome, but he’s still surprised to see you when he opens his front door. 
he invites you in, let’s you lounge on his comfortable sofa while he makes you tea. meanwhile, you soak in his bachelor pad, taking in the details of the balance between his modern and traditional taste. by the time he sits next to you, you feel so very small, forgetting that he’s now grown into the man that he is. 
broad shoulders, strong physique, the shine of wisdom and age brightening his eyes, and yet, he’s still somehow remained so fucking breathtaking...
...still makes your heart trip over itself with just a simple smile. 
it takes you a while to tell him what happened, but the words pour out of you like you’re an open faucet. you don’t even realize that he’s inched himself closer to you, concern and curiosity tugging at his expression as he hears you ramble on about how you turned your face away so your friend could just aim for your cheek, about your pathetic apology as you quickly excused yourself out the door, and about your frustrations on not knowing how to kiss. 
“it’ll happen for you when the time is right, sweetheart,” suguru consoles with a serious kindness. 
“but what if I'm ready now?” 
he laughs under his breath, your innocent question only brightening his wolfish grin. “then you’ve just got to wait for the right person...” 
you can’t help but lean into him, lifting your gaze so your faces were a few inches apart.
it takes all the courage in the world for you to ask, the fear of rejection a reflection in your anxious eyes. 
“can...can you show me, sugu?” 
geto’s expression falls, indicating that he’s clearly caught off guard, but what sends a tremor down your spine is how his eyes immediately shift to your lips. 
there’s a visible tension tugging his shoulders, and his jaw twitches when you confess that you’ve seen him kiss other girls before. he can’t believe that you’ve caught him during such intimate moments with his previous partners, but the blush that highlights the tips of his cheekbones happens when you admit that you’re just really curious to know what it would feel like. 
“I’m safe with you,” you point out, “If I’m being honest, just can’t imagine sharing this with anyone else...nobody else knows me like you do” 
the more you talk, the more his eyes deepen with a desire that’s never made itself known, a desire that forces your ribs to squeeze tightly around your lungs. 
everything around you melts like a surreal painting when he complies with your request; you can’t even think when you feel him cradle your cheek in his palm while glides his nose down the bridge of yours. you swallow hard feeling his thumb softly stroke your neck, the fan of his warm breath on your skin making your lashes flutter close as he traces over your pretty, pouted lips. 
“kissing you will be different,” he murmurs, his captivating words entrancing you in a spell. “because I’ve never kissed anybody like the way I’m about to right now...” 
just as you part your lips to question the meaning behind his declaration, he presses his mouth onto yours and tenderly ignites your soul. 
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breadandblankets · 1 month
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Bruce, slightly hungry on patrol:
Cass, not that far removed from straight up living on the streets: I found this rat, would you like some rat?
Bruce, born and raised a billionaire™: um uh thanks?
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fluffyfangirl · 4 months
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