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irenkharab · 2 days
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New chapters on webtoon ✨
( music in the video from Steven Universe)
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galahadwilder · 1 day
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Marcille thinks she is doomed to unrequited love and is too scared to confess because what if Falin isn’t into women that way? Worse, what if Falin is into women but not into her? Better to sit in uncertainty than to risk and lose everything!
Falin, on the other hand, thinks they’re already married.
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saturnville · 20 hours
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HEYY GIRLL!!
I’m so sorry to ask for another story but I would appreciate it if you could do another John Egan x female reader one.
can you do one where they have a very deep and sad conversation. John is shutting his wife out and she like begs him to let her love him and all that. If you can, can you make it slightly steamy towards the end.
thank you so much queen.
2 much, major john egan
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pairing: major john egan x she (female reader) content: in which it became too much. warning: angst. author's note: thanks for your patience, love. I tried different variations to incorporate steam, but it just didn't turn out right, so I hope you don't mind it too much. I can try something steamier in the future. tags: @neeville @turn-thy-paige @ihe4rtisa @ineedafictionalman @lovebyceleste @alliewassobonum
“John, open this door! Open the door!” 
Her small fist against the door was a snaredrum in his head. Oh, God, he couldn’t stand it. The noice was too much, being home was too much. Too much yet so little. 
He was used to the chaos. The screams of horror, the booming voice of bombs as they seared through the sky and penetrated through bricks walls and concrete floors. The bodies that lay bloody and bruised. Unmoving eyes with tears that dropped tears, one, two, three, until there were no more to produce. 
Being home was too much. The silence, save for the soft hums that came from her as she tidied up their home or made his favorite meal. The warmth of the bedsheets and the comfort it provided. The smell of fresh grass, the feeling of a warm breeze against his face, the laughter of the children who lived on the street. It was so unfamiliar, so uncomfortable that it drove him mad. 
So, he cracked. He abruptly rose from the dining table, slammed his utensils so hard against the plate that it shattered, and darted to their bedroom. She followed after him like an eagle after its prey, but she too was devoured. The door closed and the lock clicked swiftly. 
“John, please…” 
She sat outside the door for hours, begging him to open it. She’d heard the commotion from the other side of the door and her heart lurched. The heavy breathing, the incoherent mumbles and word jumble, then the sobs that had him leaned against the door in exhaustion. 
“I’m tired…” he finally said after some time. She could hardly hear him. “I can’t take it.” 
His lover placed her hand on the door and positioned herself on her knees. “I’ll take it, then. Let me take it from you, John, please…I will take it from you for as long as you need. Just open the door, my love.” Her tone dripped with desperation. How did it get to this point? 
Her body was sore from the amount of time she spent on the floor. Then, she heard it creak open. It didn’t open wide, just enough for her to see his hand slither between the crack. She reached out to grab his hand, which squeezed hers gently. She fought the urge to break down in tears. 
This wasn’t a man she knew. The man she knew left for battle months prior and came back a different person. But she swore that she’d love every part of him. And that was a promise she was bound to keep.
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geocycle2010 · 1 day
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4/24/24
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teoft · 2 days
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TC-93; Terminator-type Cyborg, Model-1993
Like Prometheus stealing fire from the gods, the creators of TC-93 stepped into the domain of the divine, harnessing the energy of a sun in the form of a miniature Solar Fusion Drive residing within his chest.
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ytelovski · 2 days
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a nowhere still out there to know
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borderlinebelle · 15 hours
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bestfriend banter to bolster buoyant brilliance 🫀
my brain buddy for life 🧠
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a photo series in collage form featuring (2) totally original pieces,
“brilliant bestie boost” April 24th, 2024
Perspective Collextion 2024
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miollo-blackberry · 3 days
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galahadwilder · 1 day
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Bruce “the best way to avoid empty nest syndrome is to never stop having kids” Wayne
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michellexotterrr · 2 days
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Would you like it if I pull up my dress some more ? 🥰
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oniburrito · 2 days
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Wanted to do the Foghorn leghorn meme so I drew this I hope it hasn't been done yet
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manmilkers · 21 hours
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Comics fans will get mad at you for going off of the characterization that's been present and relatively consistent for the majority of a characters' appearances instead of the og personality and motivations that they kept for about 4 issues at most
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reasonandempathy · 22 hours
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Saw this and I actually wanted to add some actual details, in case people didn't know/weren't curious.
US Specific Recessions:
Recession of 1990 and 1991
2000 to 2001 Recession
The Great Recession, from 2007 to 2009 (this does not include the recovery, which took years and arguably never really happened)
The COVID Recession
Genocides:
Rohingya (2016 and ongoing)
Iraqi Turkmen (2014-2017)
Yazidis Genocide (2014-2019)
Darfur (2003 and ongoing)
Congolese (2002-2003)
Hutus (1996-1997)
Rwanda (1994)
Bosnia (1992-1995)
I'm presuming we can all agree he was also referring to Ghaza right now
So yeah. 9 Genocides and 4 major recessions since 1990. If he was born in 1985 there are 3 more genocides (Anfal, Gukurahundi, and Isaaq).
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