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CHAT I AM ANYUTHING BUT NORMAL OVER PRIME RIGHT NOW. I AM ANYTHING BUT.
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fizzytoo · 7 months
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if i have to see another piece of fanart of karlach wrapping her tail around her lover im gonna blow up !!!
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zukoinmypocket · 2 years
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the zukka brainrot is so bad rn that i can’t read recipes. i see the word ‘boiling’ and go:
mmmm yes boiling rock zuko and sokka went there they are in love omg zuko and sokka went to boiling rock yes mm zuko and sokka
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bnesszai · 2 years
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screaming and sobbing and absolutely losing my mind over Kono Oto Tomare tonight WHEW
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eviltoxicmosssauce · 2 years
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so my lil sister made a drawing and she was saying she didn't like it, it wasn't good, etc. and so i tried to tell her it was good, but eventually i just gave up and she kept insulting it
and my immediate thought was, word-for-word, "yass queen, degrade that self-confidence"
this is how i know i'm going to hell
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Question: Was Seymour Krelborn a vegan, vegitarian, or nah?
cuz like he loves plants, but does he love em so much he would eat them? Or so much he would avoid eating them?
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frownyalfred · 7 months
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The Batfamily fucking with Gotham must be the funniest thing. Nightwing corners two goons and they’re laughing him off so he says “don’t make me call the other guy!” and they start laughing even harder thinking he’s just going to call Mr. “no kill rule” again.
Nah, he calls Red Hood — the guy whose most recent temper tantrum resulted in the collection of multiple severed heads which the dude carried around for hours in a duffel bag like that’s fucking normal — and Jason steps out of the shadows with a big grin under his helmet like “Oh yeah, you’re dealing with me now. This is gonna be fun.”
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jeanmoreaux · 6 months
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jean’s novel being called the sunshine court… the implications of that… his being denied to see the sun when he was trapped with the ravens in edgar allan… getting out of there and transferring to usc to play for the trojans in the california sun… jeremy in tkm saying ‘we have to get him some sun this summer, though! he’s a little pale to pull off red and gold right now’… jean finally gets to live in the sun. i am so unwell.
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gummi-ships · 4 months
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wolfythewitch · 22 days
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Thinking about Jon and Martin (like fully fledged avatars, fully gave into their fear entities) as Hades and Persephone for hours
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glitterghost · 8 months
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Correct me if I'm wrong, but I feel like there is a particular kind of sadness (or loneliness, if you will) that ace/aro folk feel.
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lover-of-mine · 6 months
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“You act like you're expendable, but you're wrong.”
(insp.) (Buck's Version)
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seventh-fantasy · 11 days
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圣人有情而无累
dihua + 情 | 莲花楼 mysterious lotus casebook
#莲花楼#mysterious lotus casebook#asiandramasource#dailyasiandramas#cdramasource#asiandramanet#cdramagifs#cdramanet#gifshistorical#cdrama#cheng yi#dihua#lhlgifs#jielin's edits#my posts#情 sentiments (not romance or love) / 圣人有情而无累 a sage possesses feelings but is unburdened by it#sgm lxy was described to be cold and unfeeling to the extent he's likened to a ''dead person''#not bc he was above feelings. bc clearly when he was made to face it...it went very badly#so llh ending at the point where he's so composed and at ease despite having to leave everything he cared about behind. yeah.#one would think llh would have been dead from bicha by then. but he's never been more alive tbh#very much a xianxia/cmyth narrative. by the theoretical definitions of xianxia/cmyth#it's a dihua thing to me also since it is them that evoked in one another each of their own ordeals with 情#dfs said to lxy that 你的弱点就是喜欢当英雄. what is good pretending your motivations are so noble#bc dfs had lived his whole life for himself and only himself. he does not pretend to be more than that#and the interesting thing is when it's followed by 一个剑客不该有弱点 as if he's speaking as the 理 of wulin.#being weak is bad and it means you'll lose. that's just the rule of wulin#he is that sort of paradoxical existence...#lxy goes on to prove otherwise as llh. while existing to bring to surface the 情 in dfs#-> just know i do not know what i'm talking about anymore i just have lots of convoluted thoughts about these two im incoherent about#uhhh enjoy some nice gifs!
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kingkatsuki · 2 months
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Something about Sanemi falling for a woman stuck in a loveless arranged marriage. A marriage arranged for honour, chosen by a respectable samurai that you should be thankful for. The perfect joining of houses, and the perfect way to give him an heir to extend his bloodline. You should be honoured to be handpicked, picked out of an array of noble women all biting at his hand to be the chosen one.
How lucky you are.
The first time you meet Sanemi it’s accidental, running into him while you’re out in the entertainment district with your husband. Walking through the lantern lit streets as musicians and street peformers bask in the glow, the festival in full swing as you mostly keep your head down. Stopping when your husband stops to gawk at the local Oiran is paraded through, standing in his shadow as you feel someone knock into your back.
Turning to see a man with striking white hair that only seems to burn in the flickering lantern light, almost casting an ethereal glow over him as you see the scars that cross his face. The crowded streets more difficult to navigate now as the crowds part like the Red Sea for the courtesan procession. He doesn’t utter an apology, but you can see his lavender eyes staring at you, focused on the darkened bruise against your cheekbone that you’d attempted to cover up earlier that day.
You find yourself muttering your own apology, even though it wasn’t your fault as the man continues to stare. Lips curling into a snarl as he disappears back into the sea of people, but his face is still at the forefront of your mind.
Sanemi would never admit that he keeps looking for you that night, even when he should be searching for the demon that’s terrorising the streets and kidnapping women. Unable to forget the fear that flashed through your face when you met his gaze. Sanemi is used to people fearing him, his job combined with his hostile attitude enough to strike fear into even the boldest men. But there was something about the look you gave him, as though expecting the force of an assault, that had him thinking about you. Remembering the swollen bruise against your cheek as he thought about how it had happened.
And so he finds himself watching you, following you as he notices the way your husbands palm curls around your forearm and grips hard. Tugging you after him as Sanemi feels his hand curl into a fist as his blunt nails dig into his palm, jaw locked as he reminds himself why he’s here.
And I haven’t decided how you actually get together, but picture him remembering you a few days or a week later. This time without your husband in tow as you walk through the quiet streets in the early hours of the morning, glad your husband has left to fight so you can have some time to yourself. Your husband who has come to resent you because after all these months of marriage you still haven’t become pregnant. The expectation of a son weighs heavy, and each night he reminds you how useless and broken you are for not taking his seed and giving him what he wants.
Sanemi finds himself falling hard and fast, wanting nothing more than to protect you— and he’s convinced he’d do anything to do it. And he tells you that perhaps you’re not the one that’s broken, when it’s only ever your husband that you’ve laid with— and that simply not bearing him children does not make you useless.
But then part of me thinks he wouldn’t even allow you to go back to him? Like that’s the kind of shit he wouldn’t deal with after watching it happen to his mother and I sigh.
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dreamdripdistance · 8 months
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(sighs) i still enjoy him... i guess....
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crowleyholmes · 6 months
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The thing that gets me so much about the kiss though, among many other things but this one i just never stop thinking about (and i'm sure it's one Crowley doesn't stop thinking about either), is how despite how shocked Aziraphale was by it and how scared and overwhelmed he was and how dangerous he knew it was (because he knew the Metatron was most likely watching), and despite the fact that he Forgives Crowley for it afterwards and breaks his heart, he didn't pull away. He didn't push Crowley away, either. And he easily could have, I'm 100% sure. Sure, Crowley was holding him in place by his coat lapels but still. Aziraphale could have turned his face away, could have pried Crowley's hands off, could have pushed him by the shoulders, could have verbally protested... but he didn't. In the end it's Crowley who ends the kiss and lets him go. Aziraphale wanted it just as much as Crowley did. But he was scared and confused and completely overwhelmed, and of course he falls back into old patterns. Plausible deniability!! Put on the front of the Good Angel! What do good angels do? Oh yeah, they forgive! It's their favorite thing! The good angel forgives the evil demon, look, Metatron, we're both doing exactly what we're supposed to be doing!!! Aziraphale is - stupidly? pointlessly? maybe!! - throwing up this facade, this ancient front they have always been forced to hide behind, to keep them both safe!!!
But at the same time, he IS angry. There is definitely some sincerity in that "I forgive you" he spits at Crowley. Because if there was one thing he never wanted to say in response to Crowley finally, finally kissing him, it's "i forgive you". It's pushing him away and breaking his heart and breaking them up, to keep them both safe. To give them a chance to do what they have to. But Crowley forced him to. And he doesn't even see it. Of COURSE Aziraphale is fucking devastated.
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