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murdrdocs · 3 months
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.... thinking about how luke has been at chb since he was like 14 .... and i hc that chb has a strict no phone policy .... so 19 yo luke has either never seen adult content .... or has only seen it through mags some other hermes kids snuck in once ....
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laney-rockin · 7 months
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Okay, I absolutely love the idea of Kirk and Spock having a telepathic bond. It is my most favourite concept ever and I really wanna use it in a fic one day.
BUT ANYWAYS! The reason it's my favourite because of how much Kirk and Spock could use it. They literally can send each other their THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS, what's not to love?
Like imagine some stuffy admiral comes on board and Kirk can hear Spock get irrationally angry when said admiral disrespects not only Kirk but the rest of the bridge as well. Or there'll be idle chats or questions of things like "what does -insert figure of speech here- mean?" or "could you tell me something about this place honestly where ensign ridley can't hear? i don't want the poor boy to get scared"
BUT ALSO IMAGINE IT IN LIKE AN ANGSTY CONTEXT TOO.
Like whenever one of them is rendered immobile does the other try to reach out through the link? When Spock died in WOK did he give Kirk one final "I love you, T'hy'la." before dying? Did Kirk try to fruitlessly reach out through the link right after Spock died just to ensure the bond was dead?
SIMILARILY- when Kirk died, did Spock similarly try to reach him? Illogically reaching for a man that is gone and who cannot be saved now?
Ooh the possibilities are endless and I love telepathic bonds so much.
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childotkw · 5 months
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loganslowdown4 · 6 months
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Roman: I bet I can make you cry.
Janus: No you fucking CANNOT I am a DARK SIDE and dark sides never cry.
Roman: {pulls out a Best of Broadway CD}
Janus: ᶠᵘᶜᵏ
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severefartoholic · 3 months
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NIKITA NIKITA NOOOOOO NOOOE☹️😢EEE😢😢EUGHHA😓😢😭EEEEEEUG😢😭EEEEEEE😓😓😓UUUUUEEEG😭😢EEEEJEG😭😭EEEEE😭😭😢GHGEGE😭😢😓😭😢😢EUEGHGH😢😓
To my American followers: this is like if hamburger died
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see-arcane · 2 years
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Jack, yesterday: Hm. In hindsight, the vampire thing still seems fishy...
Jack, today: AaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAA--
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mydaroga · 1 year
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A number of girls of Paul’s age lived in Ardwick Road and Paul gained a new nickname at this time – ‘the boy Casanova of Speke’.
(Portrait Of Paul, by Mike McCartney, Woman magazine, 21 August 1965.)
A fledgling boyfriend-girlfriend situation then developed with Sheila Prytherch, from number 8:
Most people have someone who becomes their first crush. Mine just happened to be Paul McCartney. He was my first kiss, and we held hands. It was innocent and lovely – he was the first boy who made me feel like that.
The Paul I remember was handsome with a baby-face and such a charmer. He was very romantic: he’d write me wonderful little love notes and post them through the letter-box. He had a great personality: he wanted attention but didn’t have to work hard for it. He was also ambitious, knew what he wanted, and could turn – if I wasn’t in favour I was out of favour. If there was something else he was going to do, you and your friendship would be put on one side, and it would always be his brother Michael who would say, ‘I’m sorry, our Paul can’t see you today…’ or whatever, making excuses. Michael was a generous soul, but in Paul’s shadow.
And then Paul would come back and charm me completely, and I’d feel privileged to have been chosen. He was always beautiful. His father was a ladies’ man – I remember my mother thinking Mr McCartney was rather nice, and he was always terribly smart – and Paul was very like him.
(Author interview)
Mark Lewisohn, Tune In
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swingsetindecember · 10 months
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so you can now see the reblogs
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weedplantar · 1 year
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I am OBSESSED with the idea of sashanne dating and breaking up in early high school because their shared trauma wasn't healed enough at the time for a relationship to work and the breakup contributed to why they drifted apart so much after that
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vivipuri · 8 months
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do you guys think Bittoria has an ojou-sama laugh 😳
I bet it’s a lil thing she does (or did before Turbo’s takeover resulting in her role change) during arcade hours as the bad guy of Sugar Rush but it’s smth so deeply embedded into her code that she inadvertently does it even when the arcade is closed and she’s supposed to drop her villain act 🫠 She can’t help it, I suppose!
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xiaoluclair · 11 months
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Simps. [watches video three times in a row]
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ofthecaravel · 5 months
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oh ur all gonna be so sick of me realizing i can do fanart for fanfic more than once in a blue moon
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childotkw · 3 months
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hi Jordan!
Just wondering if you have any snippets about izuna causing chaos in HP universe with regulus?????
The sound of shattering had Sirius flinching. Regulus, on the other hand, merely sighed and closed his eyes.
A guilty kind of silence stretched out from the hallway, and as Sirius watched, his brother leaned back in his chair and glanced over at the doorway where his strange friend had disappeared through.
“What was that?” he called, a biting kind of exasperation colouring his tone.
Between one blink and the next, Regulus’ friend was framed in the doorway. Sirius startled at the sudden reappearance. He hadn’t even heard the man walking towards them.
“Some kind of vase,” Izuna answered, his teeth nibbling at his bottom lip. He looked young, younger than Regulus even, and Sirius had to wonder if this kid would even be old enough to be out of Hogwarts if he were one of them. “It was blue and patterned with a scene of trees and mountains.”
Regulus put his face in his hands, and even Sirius winced.
Izuna glanced at them, just a quick flick of his dark eyes, before settling his attention on Regulus. “I take that it was important?”
“It was an heirloom,” Regulus said, his voice muffled by his palm, “and cursed to never break - what the fuck did you do to it?”
Normally, hearing his prim and proper little brother swear would be hilarious, but Sirius was more freaked out over how this random young man Regulus had pulled out of a dumpster somewhere was able to break their great-aunt’s unbreakable fucking vase.
Izuna hummed, sounding genuinely interested at the revelation. “It had dark chakra around it,” he said, as if that made any sense - chakra? was that what he called magic? - but clearly only Sirius was out of the loop because Regulus looked up with a spark of understanding.
“Chakra - you’re sure?” he asked.
Izuna nodded. “Definitely. Which makes me wonder how your family came into possession of a chakra-infused vase when your world doesn’t have chakra.”
“You think…” Regulus began.
“Worth a try,” Izuna agreed.
The two of them stared at each other for a long moment, Sirius darting looks between them, before they both suddenly shot off down the hallway. Sirius remained where he was, watching as his little brother left him behind - again - to talk a mile a minute with his new best friend.
Something dark and bitter bubbled in his chest.
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extraordinarium · 19 days
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i love watching theater and tv but nothing compares to acting next to someone and having a line where u get all up in their face. hey beautiful i can see every pore in your face (positive)
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lameotello · 11 months
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and if I were to make a zine? what then?
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toyourliking · 1 year
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it’s the wawa wips innit
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