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teddy-bear-d · 1 year
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Gotta say…
I’m sad Martyn didn’t put on a show of grovelling to Scott, really got my hopes up for drama when I saw the twitter screen shot
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skillabe · 2 months
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TRYING TO GET BACK IN THE HABIT OF POSTING..
// EYESTRAIN!! + minor blood .
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BARNEY :^)!!
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imbiowaresbitch · 3 months
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WIP wheeeeeee!
I finally have something I can share. Tagged by @cr-noble-writes
Single dad Dean is coping with having his 6-year-old daughter, Emma, home with a concussion after being bullied at school, and she's not taking to the "resting" part well.
For context, Lydia died when Emma was 3.
Much to Emma’s disappointment, when Sunday rolled around she hadn't slept well the night before, so was feeling tired and cranky. She still wanted to go on a playdate with Jack and his big cousin Claire – apparently dads were superfluous – but Dean put his foot down. With Emma in her room, crying and throwing her stuffies at the door, Dean pulled out his phone to text Cas. Dean: hey Sunshine. Emma’s having a very bad morning. Think she overdid it yesterday refusing to have a nap. It's just not a good plan to take her out, I don't want her to feel worse. Dean heard the heavy thump of something more substantial hitting Emma’s door and sighed, rubbing at his eyes. He knew she’d be upset even before he told her they couldn't see Jack, and Dean was just glad he hadn't mentioned the Butterfly Conservatory to her. Still, throwing stuffies was one thing. Other things could be broken, and that wasn't okay. He knocked on her door, being a stickler for giving her privacy, then opened the door. He found her sitting on her bed, her arms crossed as she glared at him, an adorable pout on her tear-streaked face. The door bumped against something more solid than a plush toy, and he glanced down. Her tiny black shoes – Charlie called them Mary Janes – sat behind the door, and there was a black streak on the door from the soles.  “Hey, sweetpea,” Dean said softly, picking up her shoes and tucking them back into her closet. He picked up a couple of her stuffies and set them back on her bed, then dropped to a crouch in front of her. “I know you're mad at me, Emma, but no wrecking your things. Your stuffies can't break, but you could knock over something, like one of your music boxes, and break it.” Fresh tears welled in her eyes, and she stared at him, her lip quivering. Lydia had given her the music boxes she had, and he knew the idea of something happening to them would be scary. Her tears spilled over, and she started to sob. Dean felt a pang of guilt. Maybe he should have mentioned the Star Wars lamp from Charlie and Stevie instead, but too late now. He held out his arms, and she fell into them, hiccoughing as she burrowed against his chest.
Tagging @aishitara @nickelkeep @bleuzombie @dwinchester1979 @winchester-reload. Share whatever, or not. 💕
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sphooney · 4 months
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if anyone has peter kennedy angst of ANY fucking kind i dont care give it 2 me theres not enough
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mollypollykinz · 6 months
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hiii im back again with the finished piece ! :3c i stfg ive been enjoying the fic sm 🫡
AAA so cool !! Ty!!!
[Image ID: sketch of shinjiro from persona 3 leaning against a railing with a scowl. Small Akechi holds a knife behind his back. End ID]
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ayoooo3 · 7 months
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It’s been a minute- but here’s another Steddie Snippet that I couldn’t quite finish. Feel free to take it and run.
Steve’s Speedo
Eddie and Steve are moving in together Eddie is helping Steve pack up and they get to the one drawer that has all Steve sports stuff. Including that speedo. He goes to toss them but notices how Eddie’s eyes are a bit glossed over.
Steve lifts them up with one finger “something catch your eye baby?”
Eddie visibly gulps, eyes drifting down to Steve’s too short shorts.
“Holy shit Eddie. You do like these! They’re like objectively awful. You like imagining me in these? you’ve never even seen me wear them”
“Uh… I used to sell. Under the bleachers… during practice. So I’ve, like seen it.”
And that’s how Steve found out Eddie’s been perving on Steve in his Speedo for literal years. And now anytime Eddie is a little down Steve decides it’s time to “clean the pool” and that can only be done in the tiniest Speedo’s he can get his hands on. Parading around the house like some kept boy flaunting everything until Eddie breaks and slams him up against the nearest surface and fucks him until Steve can barely say Eddie’s name.
The sequel to Steve’s Speedo is obviously Scoops Ahoy Baby Boy in which Eddie has been ogling Steve in those sinful shorts for awhile.
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williamwispdaily · 6 months
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Actual post tomorrow I promise (it is ghostknife)
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lloydasspound · 4 months
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Lloyd Asplund fucks?????
Funniest ask of all time. No he does not
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vulnerary-prince · 1 year
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You ever feel the deepest yearning to create something new that it physically pains you? The desperate need to birth new ideas into the world that crawls up from the pit of your stomach an nests in your chest? Only to realize that from the very nature of your birth and upbringing have left you creatively castrated compared to the those who you admire most? Yeah…
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square-watermelon · 6 months
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I will pay COPIOUS AMOUNTS of cash to anyone who writes about mbappe taking haaland out on a date in Paris post-ballon d'or ceremony
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eating-sim0n · 6 months
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Don't post dogs in the cynophobia tag the fuck
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tipytap · 1 month
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Y’all need a little more whimsy and wonder in your lives.
i was talking to a co-worker about how i make dandelion and violet jelly and her immediate response was “…you know dandelions are weeds, right?”
like yeah,, many people see them as weeds(topic for another post) but that doesnt mean im not gonna eat them :)
i was talking with a friend and heard a robin close by and got excited and his only response was “…cool? i mean.. theyre just birds.”
ok maybe, but like, that means spring is coming! and they fucking SING!!! bro that sounds like some cartoon bs but no we just casually have animals that sing and fly and theyre EVERYWHERE!!!
appreciate and protect the world around you. i have been so much happier finding small bits of whimsy and joy than i was looking at every day as another chore. when is the last time you looked at some random thing and wondered about it? when did you last ask a silly question? when did you last take a moment to just enjoy a moment and make an observation?
we should do that more often.
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a-mess-of-a-crow · 1 month
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Ah yes, my arch nemesis! Crushing disappointment formed from my overly high expectations, We meet again.
Yes, this is a vent post
Yes, i also know i need therapy but I'm literally IN therapy
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simply-spade · 1 year
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i’ve been a little tired these past few days, so here’s some star and crescent petpet gifs for your petting needs :}
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aropride · 11 months
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you people will have me posting sentences i never thought id have to ssay. Dont follow me if you post untagged real life gore.
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chloefraazers · 5 months
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hnnfkfkfkf considering taking hfw gif requests on ko-fi
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