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entropy-sea-system · 1 year
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you're telling me a romance coded this action??
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sherlokiness · 9 months
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Antis frothing at the mouth at the idea that the willlowy princess in a tower(brushing her hair, waiting for some knight) has a hero granting her wish.
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lemontartyellow · 1 year
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Sooooo uhhhhh. Oswald really wore Ed’s pajamas huh. That’s a thing that canonically happened in the show.
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shurisneakers · 4 months
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cillian murphy accepting the award with his wife's lipstick all over his face and asking the crowd if he's got lipstick on his nose and continuing even when they said yes. this is making me feel. things
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dumbnotstupidfuck · 3 months
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can’t stop thinking abt husk’s animation here
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lazycranberrydoodles · 7 months
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i do not remember the plot of scum villain because i read it in 2020 and it feels like a fever dream now so my characterization is entirely based off of the fanon on my dash.
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hualian are my favorite but i do feel that bingqiu deserve the win. tgcf is VERY yuri, but svsss has gender as a main theme and both characters keep getting compared to maidens. overall there are more explicit references to women regarding bingqiu.
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the-voices-go-boop · 5 months
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@celestialholz hey, I got some Applin Chaos for you. Surprisingly, it does not feature our favorite art husbands.
Ahem.
OH KIERAN FANS, DO I HAVE NEWS FOR US
Show of hands, how many of us know about Applin? Y'know, this little creature.
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Little apple dragon, we first met them in Galar!
And they have a STORY there in Galar! One that our lovely Meta Queen CelestialHolz has analyzed to the distortion world and back, because of Hassel and Brassius.
Basically, the story is Give an Applin to the one you love, you'll be together forever.
Now, I COULD talk about how that relates to the fact that Hassel has a Flapple, meaning he HAD TO HAVE GOTTEN AN APPLIN SOMEHOW
BUT THIS AINT ABOUT THE ART HUSBANDS.
This is about Kieran!
So, those of us who have played Indigo Disk may know that we can invite characters to our club room and eventually trade Pokémon with them!
Why is this important to Kieran, you may ask?
WELL, DEAR READER!!! LOOK AT WHAT HE GIVES YOU WHEN YOU GET TO TRADE WITH HIM!!!
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MOTHERFUCKIN
APPLIN
So, people who suspected Kieran has a crush on the player character? Here you go, here's your proof.
Have fun with analyzing this, Celestialholz!!!
Y'know what I'm gonna just-- @kitakami-kid HEY COME LOOK AT MY KIERAN AND APPLIN ANALYSIS
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elnathsstar · 7 months
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Listen, I am aromantic, but it's getting cold and dark and I so desperately want somebody who I can cuddle under my covers with, somebody I can teach to dance, somebody I can drag outside at night when we're supposed to be inside, and it's so cold that it could start snowing any minute, or maybe already be snowing, and then we would go and sit in the dark at the lake with the lights while listening to Taylor Swift and sharing my headphones, and then dancing around outside to mirrorball and not caring who sees us because we are so madly platonically in love with each other that we only care about the other. I want somebody to drag around charity shops while I plan my Halloween costume, and my birthday outfit, and the outfit for the various Christmas parties I will take them too- even the one hosted by the church that I usually end up just sitting in a side room watching whatever Nativity movie they put on for the entire time. The kids would ask if we were dating, and we'd just look at each other and giggle, while my parents and grandparents who are watching us bicker over an Uno game are thinking about how pure our love is. Kisses are always an option, but never pushed for, and even if the other person liked me romantically they would be okay with and understand how I don't feel the exact same way, but I still love them so so much. Like a platonic soulmate. We would share clothes, and I'd save them a piece of my birthday cake, if they weren't already there for it. We would go on walks together, and they would be one of the first people I call when the cold weather is affecting my mood or my health, and then they would come over unprompted with something sweet and a hoodie. We would both chill on my bed, not caring about how cramped it is or the fact that my bed is a high rise so we can't sit up straight, because we don't have any trouble with being close to the other, and on days where it may be hard to be physically close to someone, they would sit back patiently and read me a chapter of whatever book we had picked up, pausing to add their own witty comments and applauding me when I guess what will happen next accurately. We wouldn't even necessarily be 'dating'- and we wouldn't label what we had as romantic, despite the dates and the kisses and the cuddles, and we'd both be fine with it. We would just exist together, in the same space, comfortably.
I want to be wanted.
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pxper-cranes · 1 year
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If this isn’t marriage then I don’t know what is.
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rehenys · 8 days
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God, you're so handsome. ~ T.Wolff
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Synopsis: Toto and George Russell's Sister are sneaking around. TW: Implied smut, Age Gap, Smoking.
God, he's so handsome in his vintage Merc and black Tom Ford glasses. With the sleeve of his black shirt casually rolled up, his muscular forearms catch the light. A wisp of smoke hangs between his parted lips as he waits for me at the end of the road, hoping my brother doesn't see us. I drop my duffle bag rushing into his arms and meeting his lips with a sinful kiss. His lustful eyes raked over my outfit, biting his lip But we both know time is of the essence.
Out on the open road of Monaco with the wind in my hair, hand on the back of my neck, just us and the ocean. His palm lays flat on my exposed thigh, mindlessly drawing shapes, his fluffy hair tousled due to the wind. His skin was glowing due to the setting sun. We pause to watch the sunset. I lean back against his chest, nestled between his long legs, with his arms wrapped around my waist and his lips against my neck. While my phone rings in the back seat.
5 missed calls from George
It's midnight, and we're tangled up in his sheets. I'm nestled against his side, his warm skin pressed against mine. His hand slowly roams my hip and waist until the teasing becomes too much. I stand over his body, holding him like a python, he canʼt keep his hands off me or his pants on. His lips whispered my name like a prayer.
16 missed calls from George
DAY 2:
In the morning light, he's still as handsome as ever, with tousled hair and sleepy eyes. I press a soft kiss to his jaw. As I try to untangle our limbs, his arms tighten around my waist. I flop back down, giving up on getting out of my safe place. After all, who needs breakfast?
Around mid-noon, we begrudgingly leave the bedroom to have ‘breakfastʼ. Who would have thought Toto Wolff would look so good making eggs? His bare torso is covered in an apron, his dexterous fingers wrapped around the whisk. I just intently stare at him making us breakfast, simply mesmerised, which he notices, he winks before giving me a bowl of strawberries to snack on. We share Crêpeʼs with whipped cream, with my feet in his lap; our lips swollen and his marble skin covered in purple splotches.
26 missed calls from George
It's the dead of night, and he sits on the sofa with his spectacles on, furiously typing away on his laptop, his hair messy from running his hand through it, his face set in a scowl. I just made his favourite Pumpernickel bread, and I have about 45 minutes to kill while it bakes. He looks too delicious right now for me to resist. I stand in front of him with an innocent smile, slowly moving his laptop away. His brown eyes crinkle with excitement, His lips find mine as I tug on his hair, gently massaging it to soothe the sting. He chuckles against my lip, his large palms sinking into my skin as my fingers nimbly unbutton his white shirt. My lips meet the skin between his neck and shoulder, his head thrown back in pleasure.
38 missed calls from George 
DAY 3:
The next morning, I grab my phone while Torger is in the shower, to see a flurry of texts from my brother cussing me out, asking where I am. I calm him down, listing more lies to cover up our trial and he blindly trusts me, my heart heavy with guilt but he would never understand. I repeat it in my head like a mantra till that guilt settles when Toto takes me into his arms, kissing away my problems.
We lay on the couch as I read out loud, my hand running through his hair, his eyes fluttering shut. God, he's so handsome.
I chuckle, my darling all worn out. The simple domesticity of this week has me longing for more. we need to tell my brother, but how can I, this wasn't meant to happen but if I could go back in time I wouldn't change a thing. but my brother wouldn't understand, he has always been protective of his baby sister, and I know he would blow a fuse if he realised I was with his long-time mentor.
Our peaceful weekend had come to an end when he parked at the end of the road; back where we started, His face seemed to be set in a permanent scowl during the drive back. A chaste kiss and I walked up the road back home nodding at the security guard as he let me in giving me a sorrowful look. Stepping through the threshold of my house I switch to being the perfect sister and daughter of The Russells.
I happily greet my brother, feeding lies about my girl's weekend like I didn't spend the whole weekend in bed with his Boss and Mentor. As I head up the stairs he complements my outfit, I thank him with a soft smile but beneath that pretty pink Chanel dress he brought are the bruised hand prints of Torger Wolff with love bites to match.
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fiolect · 1 year
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And believe that your kindness has made me love you deeper than if I deserved your love:  and though I couldn't, and cannot help showing my nature to you, I regret it and repent it; and shall regret and repent it till I die!"
(CHAPTER XXIV)
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r0b1ee · 8 months
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Frank would 100% have sold Dee and Dennis to One Direction
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tayyyyylor · 7 months
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what did harukawa mean by this
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daycourtofficial · 1 month
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Eris and Lucien Vanserra do not work in modern AUs because their peak form is wearing billowy shirts with tall riding boots, hair flowing in the wind of a meadow
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revengeromance · 8 months
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my comprehensive list of current MCR5 proof + responses to misinformation and rumors now on my website! (mobile friendly, but it’s a very long read)
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urie9158 · 4 months
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yoo joonghyuk to kim dokja: i don't care if you die.
also yoo joonghyuk when kim dokja died: *cradled kdj in his arms, went berserk and thought only of avenging kdj's death, called him companion, refused to say kdj was just a nobody to him despite being beaten to a pulp*
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