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thevelvetgoldmine · 8 months

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REAR WINDOW (1954) dir. Alfred Hitchcock

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dailyflicks · 1 year

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REAR WINDOW — 1954, dir. Alfred Hitchcock

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saikakin · 5 months

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Imagine a blonde boy who climbs on the window sill at night and invites you to play together.

So grab his hand, and he will fly you away from your troubles to the clouds to fly freely, to make friends with the stars.

#Although climbing the window sill at night is the setting of Romeo in Shakespeare #I transformed it into a fairy tale-like atmosphere...#lies of p #liesofp #pinocchio #lies of p romeo #king of puppets #fanart #lies of p carlo #carlo #carmeo #lies of p fanart #Perhaps Romeo is so mysterious and omnipotent in the eyes of little Carlo🌟🌟🌟

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petite-phthora · 11 months

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Can I kiss you?

[DP x DC fic]

[Love at first... murder? - part 1]

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“—so sorry! I swear I didn’t mean to kill him! It was an accident! He just jumped me out of nowhere and I have had bad experiences with clowns in the past so when I saw it was a clown trying to kidnap me I kinda just panicked and punched him! I swear, dude, I didn’t mean to hit him so hard—“

Jason, much too calmly, likely in some form of shock, rises from the crouched-down position he had been in to check the clown corpse’s pulse.

He had seen the poor, still rambling, twink getting grabbed from a distance and was about to step in as Red Hood, not even having been aware it was the Joker who —shouldn’t he have been in Arkham? There has been no announcement of him breaking out yet— had grabbed the guy until he had run close enough to the scene.

Which was after the guy had already been startled so badly by the Joker trying to kidnap him that he sucker punched the Joker into the wall of the alley so hard the clown died.

Said twink then realized what he had done and that he had a witness, that witness being Red Hood himself, and had started his frenzied speech on how it was an accident and to please don’t take him to jail he’s only just started his scholarship at Gotham U. and he can’t have murder on his track record yet.

Breathless, Jason looks at the nervous twink in front of him, who's still trying to plead his case, and who just obliterated the Joker with a punch.

Before his brain can catch up to his mouth, he’s already cutting the distressed monologuing off.

“Can I kiss you?” He blurts out.

Danny, taken off guard, breaks out of his panicked—oh, Ancients, I just killed someone— stupor and lets out a startled laugh.

“Take me out to dinner first” came the automatic joking reply, Danny still largely in shock of what he did.

Jason, either not picking up on the joking tone or ignoring it, nods seriously, already trying to come up with the best place for a dinner date with the cute twink to thank him for his service to the city.

Danny, who has calmed down slightly by now, glances between the red-helmed vigilante and the clown corpse. His gaze lands on Red Hood and he hesitantly speaks up again.

“So, uh, what happens now? Do I need to go to the station to make a statement orrrr?” He pauses awkwardly.

Jason, who’s still trying to figure out whether the Bat Burger would be a good place for a first date or not, doesn’t reply.

“I’ve got school in the morning and I only have like,” he pauses to check his phone for the time, “3 more hours before I have to be up for my first lesson. Soooo, I’m just gonna go. That cool?”

Again, he waits for a reply. But it doesn’t come.

“Right. Cool cool. Uh, see you later? Mr. Red Hood dude sir?” Danny gives a clumsy and awkward salute before turning tail and speed-walking away.

It’s not until 30 minutes later, once Jason has finally decided on the perfect place to take the guy to dinner to, that he realizes the twink is gone.

Fuck, he forgot to ask for the guy’s name.

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And number.

#dp x dc #I imagine the next day danny is in his apartment and gets interrupted by a knock #on the window #and he just opens the window to find red hood outside #jason: so u ready for that dinner?#danny: ???!!?!#jason: ive got the entire night planned out for us first we’ll have dinner and then we’ll go to the gotham observatory-#danny: say no more #danny doesnt even question how red hood found out who he was and where he lives and even that he likes space #meanwhile jason spent the entire day trying to find out everything he could about the mysterious twink #he probably got tim or babs to use the cams + facial regcognition and stuff to find out everything he could abt danny #tim/babs: alright so his name’s daniel fenton and he’s been living in gotham for abt a week now cuz he started at GU and-#jason: what’s his favorite color? what are his hobbies? what does his dream date look like? give me something to work with here #dp x dc fic #well less of a fic and more of a one-shot or short prompt #just something I randomly came up with and fleshed out a little in my head during work cuz i was bored #love the idea of jason seeing twink!danny obliterating the joker with a punch and just. falling in love. immediately #dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc prompt #dp x dc crossover #dead on main #dead on main ship #petiteposts

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formosusiniquis · 9 months

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caught flour handed

For the @steddiemicrofic challenge Prompt: cake | WC: 311 | G | no CW A Dustin POV steddie discovery, everyone's fave

Steve has been up to something for weeks. Dustin knows the only way to find out what he’s been up to: sneak in and go through his shit. He’s calling it sneaking too, because if he knows where the key is he doesn’t think it can be called breaking and entering.

He twists the front knob slowly so it doesn’t click in the latch, even mostly deaf Steve always knows when someone’s at the door. Eddie would say crouching before he’s even through the doorway is a dead giveaway that something’s up. But what does he know?

“There are more helpful places your hands could be.” Dustin freezes in place; his hand still on the front door.

“There are less helpful places my hands could be.” That’s Eddie’s voice responding, but his van hadn’t been in the driveway.

“You’re the one that said you wanted cake.” He’s too far from the kitchen to tell, but Dustin would bet Steve has his hands on his hips.

“What if I said I actually wanted beefcake.”

Steve can be a bit of a ditz sometimes, but Dustin can’t imagine him getting cake and that confused. What would beefcake even be, meatloaf?

“I would say you should have said something before we got up.”

“I would’ve but y’know how you get when your mind’s made up, Sweetheart.”

“No, I don’t actually. Want to share, Edmund?”

“Only that delicious cake you’re making.” Dustin can hear Eddie’s feet moving on Steve’s tile flooring. He’s creeping up on the doorway now, but has to assume based on the giggling that Eddie was moving out of smacking range.

Moving even closer, Dustin can see Steve facing the oven. Two perfect, white handprints on the ass of his jeans. “Your child is lurking,” Steve says, “do you wanna tell him what you’ve been doing to his babysitter, or should I?”

#steddie #steddiemicroficaugust #steddie microfic #honestly writing a fic this short is the hardest thing i've ever done #the geography of steve's house is a mystery known only by the duffers but steve can see the street from his kitchen window in this canon #and he watched dustin bike down the street to try to spy on him #steve said i'm not gonna come out it will be much funnier to watch the curiosity kill this cat #anyway dustin gets a piece of warm cake a pat on the head and sent off to never think about what his two favorite almost adults get up to-#-when they aren't babysitting a bunch of 15yos

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dramagifs · 9 days

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Mysterious Lotus Casebook | 2023

#mysterious lotus casebook #cdramasource #cdramaedit #dramasource #cheng yi #dailyasiandramas #mygifs #tl #the coloring consistency in this gifset when out the window

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downfalldestiny · 1 year

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The beautiful golden glimpses of the church of Sant Andrea della Valle, Rome, Italy 🇮🇹 !.

#church of Sant Andrea della Valle #Rome #Italy #magical moments #magical mystery tour #downfalldestiny #downfall #Paint #Sculpture #beautiful places #magical #magical world #buildings #History #Historical buildings #Gold #Glimpse #Windows

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qpjianghu · 4 months

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Mysterious Lotus Casebook moments that make me insane, 2/∞ : Li Lianhua's soft, genuine smile in response to Fang Duobing's "I love you just the way you are. Now sit down, shut up, and eat this food I made you."

1/ FDB: “Do you think I’ll regret [going against Shan Gudao]? The more clearly I see it, the more I know which path to take. I’m glad that I’ve seen all the facts.”

2/ FDB: “I rarely cook. You’re lucky today. Come, sit down! Eat while it's hot. What are you waiting for? Eat before it gets cold. Come! Sit down, help yourself.”

3/ FDB: “No one is perfect. Neither was he. There are shadows wherever there is light. Yes, maybe Li Xiangyi was too proud. But he established the Sigu sect to make the martial world a better place, where the strong didn’t prey on the weak…”

LLH: “If Li Xiangyi knew that someone would understand him so well ten years later, he’d be very glad.”

4/ LLH:“It’s a pity you’re not a cook.”

FDB: “Ha! This is just one of my knacks.”

5/ FDB: “You and I have already been honest with each other. There’s no need to show every inch of ourselves to each other. That’s how people get along well.”

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nutcasewithaknife · 3 months

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HOLD UP. For the entire scene with Qiao Wanmian confronting Li Xiangyi about his identity and the ensuing conversation, was Di Feisheng just listening to the entire thing right there from the fucking balcony!?

#it is also the 2nd time in this one ep that dfs barges through in through a window right after a qwm/lxy moment. what an episode #talking about that scene though. how did i forgot qwm's anger. she knows he's still not being properly honest doesn't she.#everyday i'm finding scenes i want to do beat-for-beat breakdowns of. GOD #di feisheng #mysterious lotus casebook #lily's mlc rewatch

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cosmonautroger · 4 months

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Windows 98 Plus, Mystery Theme

#Windows 98 Plus #Mystery Theme

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tennessoui · 9 months

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classic murder mystery au told from the perspectives of Inspectors Mace Windu and Ahsoka Tano who are called in to investigate the murder of Senator Palpatine, who was found dead on the grounds, cause of death: MURDER. The investigation is on to catch the killer hiding amongst an eclectic bunch of visitors to the senator’s country manor for the long weekend. His husband turned widow, young Anakin Skywalker. World famous equestrian Padmé Amidala. Celebrity chef Rex Fett and his brother, soldier Cody Fett. High court judge Bail Organa and business heiress Breha Organa. Count Dooku. The town’s vicar, Obi-Wan Kenobi. The gardener, Qui-Gon Jinn. Mystery novelist Quinlan Vos

Everyone has an airtight alibi. No one really likes each other but it’s clear everyone hates Palpatine and everyone has a reason to want him dead, especially his new and young husband, who stands to inherit all his money. It’s common knowledge that it was not a love match at all. And it’s also common knowledge that it’s Always The Spouse™️.

But when it comes out that the investigators are closing in on the widow Skywalker and are planning to pin the murder on him because his alibi is the shakiest, the vicar cannot stay silent any longer. He must come clean.

Oh, not about the murder. He has no idea about who murdered Palpatine. But it definitely wasn’t Anakin! On the night of the murder, Mr. Skywalker was with Obi-Wan. In the chapel. Yes. At midnight. Alone.

…Praying.

#obikin #kit's silly lil aus #murder mystery au #I did a murder mystery night with friends this weekend and it was so fun #and it made me think of this #added frustration from the investigators because it’s so clear the young husband was fucking the vicar #but they won’t really admit it #and the murderer must have crossed right by them!!#gone right beneath the window of the chapel where they were supposedly prayin #like did they hear anything???they could have heard the murderer

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terapsina · 1 year

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THE POLLS 2 & 3 OF TIME LOOP EPISODES FOUND HERE (also where in a week I'll put the winners into a separate ultimate poll).

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icewindandboringhorror · 4 months

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Some (late) holiday photos of the boye~!

#cats #holiday #OUGHH....... barely could even get these edited and posted... my mysterious sickness flare up has been sooo bad the past few #days.. I didn't even go to the usual obligatory family christmas I was supposed to attend (!!! health issue/medical mention in tags below)#My stomach issues basically put me in a constant state of uncontrollable shivering/body shaking + nausea + sometimes rapid heart #rate. and when it happens at night that makes it like.. nearly impossible to sleep when you're violently shaking + you can feel your heart #so strong + you keep having to run to the bathroom every 5 minute to cough and gag #and throw up and so on and so forth. etc. So I went like 40 hours without any sleep almost for christmas eve and all of christmas day #last night I finally got maybe 2 hours of sleep in between the nausea and shaking and stuff. and then today I was able to get a few #hours of sleep in the afternoon. Today I tried taking an anxiety mediciation a doctor gave me in case it was anxiety related (it's apparent #ly used to relax people and works in the moment. rather than like Anxiety Mediciation that you have to take for weeks to see any effect #because I think this isn't actually acting on your brain chemistry it's judt like..a mild sedative or something.) but all that did was make #me dizzy and sweaty lol. I;m glad I slept a little but I'm just still frustrated that I don't feel normal. I started having these #'episodes' (with the stomach issues + shaking + heartrate + nausea etc.) like at the end of october. And usually it will happen for like a #few hours at a time. or i'll lose sleep one day and then be fine the next. but this has been like nearly 3 days of feeling weird. so is #getting kind of annoying... It's funny too because I was so so productive like.. literally the few days before. I was feeling much better #and I was working on my game and blah blah. But then.. random issue flare up out of nowhere of course.. yaayy.... happy holidays to meee lo #I did at least see two random ducks outside of my window in the yard area for christmas. and havent seen them since. So it's like.. hrmm..#pacing around my room nauseous and shakings and etc. but at least... hello.. two little ducks placed there just for me :3c #Now I get anxiety every night which I'm sure doesn't help/could exacerbate whatever underlying genuinely physical issues exist. But after #like 2 nights of 'I spend the night sleepless and incredibly uncomfortable just sitting in the dark sick' then bedtime is like.. dread...#I even was trying slapping myself in the face in desperation to see if somehow that could shock my body out of whatever the hell it was #doing lol.. up at 3am holding ice cubes in my hand and hitting myself in the head and crying from exhaustion and thowing up.. literally #ridiculous cartoon character feeling... AAANYWAY!!! At least I have baby boy pictures. and I have lots of doctors appointments so hopefully #whatever the issue is can be sorted out at some point. I don't know much about ibs but hopefully maybe something like that that I could pos #ibly take medication for and not something more seirous or anything. Maybe there's a food I'm secretly intolerant to or whatever.#And I did at least post a sims holday video actually timed for the holidays so that's something. I havent been productive really latrely #though obviously.. I can't even play games or small tasks when in that state since I'm just SO physically uncomfortable. Nausea and heart #stuff are THE hardest physical sensations to ignore.. BUT yeah... hoping I shall sleep at all tonight. hopeing to get like 3 productive #things done.. at some point... at least SOMETHING... lol..... *** *** ***

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transingthoseformers · 6 months

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Thinking about Soundwave's visor shattering at the LEAST slightly and revealing a (or both of his) vivid purple optic(s)

Like I imagine Soundwave's optics as being something similar to

Very very very roughly this, as in lighter centers, whire iris with ~simple designs~, slightly darker floaty bits, and a purple sclera. Not necessarily exactly this. Yes it's based on a mental combo of Shockwave's optic and Megatron's optics. Yes the eyeliner is optional.

#maccadam #transformers #tfp soundwave #tfp megatron #tfp shockwave #i think about the symbolism of breaking a mech's mask/visor revealing a bit of their ace a lot #especially for a mech like TFP SOUNDWAVE who we mcfucking never see his face and he has this whole act to him #it's a window into the mystery that is sounders

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robozombii · 2 years

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JESUS TAKE THE WHEEEEEEEEEL.

#msa #mystery skulls #mystery skulls animated #lewis pepper #arthur kingsmen #please imagine this as that one vine #this is also basically if lewis didnt have the truck and decide to zoomy on over to arthurs window instead #my art

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sincerely-sofie · 8 months

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Alrighty, the results of the poll I posted asking what people wanted for a finalized product of my PMD2 AU The Present is a Gift are in! About 40% of people who indicated a preference for medium preferred the option of a written fanfic with simple illustrations sprinkled throughout the text, and about 60% indicated a preference for a webcomic. While the webcomic-likers are in the majority of this group, I didn’t exactly present any of my written work as something to judge off of despite posting comics pretty much daily. That definitely skews things.

So! To remedy this, I’m including a little sampler for the illustrated fanfic option, plus another poll at the end of this post to see if said sampler changes your mind on what you would like to see medium-wise. Without further ado, here’s a quick context summary and the aforementioned sampler!

CONTEXT: Darkrai wakes Twig from a nightmare in this scene, but in doing so witnesses a memory of her past that she's been hiding the return of from everyone she knows.

Twig’s surroundings seemed to stutter— jerking back and forth between slow and erratic before beginning to melt. She forced herself to look up from the ground at her feet. She found ice-blue eyes staring back at her from across the visceral scene. And then everything was gone, sloughed off like a second skin, leaving nothing but dripping shadows behind.

Suddenly, she was lying on her stomach, with her guts clenching in fear and a hand on her shoulder. She sucked in ragged gasps as panic gripped her, and when she finally came to enough to recognize Darkrai looming at her bedside, she waved him away perhaps a bit more violently than was needed— though it was hard to care when she desperately needed to focus on getting control of her breathing.

When her lungs finally decided to listen to reason, she spat a quick flame and lit the lamp she kept next to her bed. Darkrai swiftly retreated into the shadows, settling in the opposite end of the room and out of reach of the lamp's illumination, though not that of her tail’s flame. His eyes never left her.

She didn't ask for an explanation. He still broke the silence with one. "You looked unwell. Pained."

Oh. She let out a short, dry laugh at that. Guess he freaked out the same way she had when Grovyle took a nap around her for the first time. She'd woken him in a panic because she thought he was dying, what with how he cringed and contorted himself in his sleep.

"You wouldn't wake when addressed, nor when shaken," he continued.

Another dry sound, though this one walked the line between laugh and sob. The irony was not lost on her— Darkrai, lord of nightmares, unsettled by someone being affected by his powers. It was kind of sweet, in a pitifully twisted way.

Despite her reluctance to ask it, she still found a question falling from her mouth half-formed. “How much did you…?"

Silence.

When he finally spoke, it was with a noticeable discomfort in his unflappable tone, and for a heartbeat, he turned away. "Enough," he murmured. "I saw enough."

Quiet swallowed the room again, the flicker of lamplight the only motion in the awful stillness. The pokemon across from her was unmoving, unflinching. He didn't look away again, and the way his gaze dissected her every twitch was nauseating.

This was, to put it in the most joyous of terms possible, agony. Real, true agony beyond anything she’d experienced. Agony because she hadn't told anyone about this memory since it returned. Agony because it was the only memory that had returned. Agony because it was Darkrai that found out. Agony because Darkrai had already found out, before his botched escape into the passage of time, and he hadn't said anything— and not out of some sense of compassion or pity. It was because she knew what the icy gaze that flashed in her nightmares back then meant, and because he knew she had witnessed him prying. It was because she had a dirty little secret she hadn't admitted to anyone—that she had barely even admitted it to herself— and he had made it into a carrot on a stick, into something to get her to pay attention and follow along with everything he said and did— because if her focus slipped up for a second as he spoke to the terrified people of Treasure Town, he would hint, and people would worry, and she couldn't handle the people who deserved so much more than her fretting over someone who didn't even deserve to exist.

(When Kip and Twig refused to fight Darkrai initially, he decided to give them a bit of motivation to confront him in his trap. Everyone in Treasure Town began having nightmares of their worst memories whenever they closed their eyes. She overheard the Guildmaster quietly discussing an old mentor he was forced to part from with Chatot. Marill came to the market alone one day, looking skittish and fearful, and said Azurill was torn up about the mess with Drowzee bugging him again. Kip cried on Twig's shoulder about seeing his parents in his nightmares, only for them to disappear without a trace as evening fell and the happy memory curdled— a newly christened orphan, the old wound made fresh once more.

(Twig had nothing. No bad dreams whatsoever. No nightly reminders of why she'd left humanity behind. No midnight rehearsals of the reason she kept her distance from everyone but the select few who could touch her under specific circumstances. Nothing.

(Darkrai knew. And this felt somewhere between an olive branch and a debt he intended to collect.

(Twig said she'd been dreaming of the execution posts in the Dark Future. Kip nodded sympathetically through his tears.)

She took a deep breath, staring at the cold, pinprick glow coming from the darkness of her home.

He had known before. And he knew now. Might as well take back some of the control here and explain what he no doubt was registering wasn't just the figment of a stressed-out, weary brain.

"I was human, once," she said.

The light of his eyes dipped and raised, barely, as he nodded. He knew that already.

OMITTED: Twig describes her backstory as a human here. This is not included due to her original backstory now being of dubious canon thanks to rewrites. You can imagine whatever tragic incident you suspect motivated Twig to the surface is described here and it’ll do the job.

"… I couldn't live like that, and I couldn’t stomach the thought of speaking out, so I left. Grovyle found me, and the rest is history."

The glow of Darkrai's eyes in the dark didn't waver.

"It's not… It’s not a big deal, you know. I don't even have the same body that any of it happened to, anymore."

He didn't speak.

This silence was going to strangle her. Would he just react, already? She said all of this to take ownership of the secret’s reveal, but it still felt like he was the one holding all the cards here, even if he had a distinct air of unease about him despite his menacing presence in the darkness.

"You knew,” she said. She intended it to be comforting— a way to smooth over the tension in the air. A lie of omission where one could assume he had been her trusted confidant in an ugly situation, instead of teasing at the truth in front of everyone she knew.

Silence.

"Nobody else did, not even Kip, or Grovyle, or— anybody. But you knew," she repeated herself, feeling her voice jitter with nerves.

But he saw through the lie, because of course he did— because she couldn't keep any secret away from ice-blue vivisection. Not then, and not now.

"You didn't want me to," he murmured, and it wasn't a question. He knew. He always did, and he always would.

She put out the lamp and rolled over to face the wall, and she didn't speak another word all night.

#so this posted while i was in the middle of editing it. cool :)))))#going to have to figure out how to fix the poll to have a longer window to answer in the morning #yay :))))))))#EDIT: what do you MEAN tumblr doesn’t let you extend polls???#sofie makes too many polls #the present is a gift au #stuff by sofie #pmd2 #pmd eos #pmd explorers #pmd sky #pmd #pmd grovyle #pokémon mystery dungeon #pmd darkrai #pmd au #pmd fanfic #pmd fic

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