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lilacthebooklover · 2 months
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I've been wondering-- even though shadow milk's been sealed away again, isn't he still fully capable of canonically interacting with pure vanilla through the dark side of the moon? that's what he's been doing the whole game, after all, disguised as the light of truth; he simply chose to reveal himself at the start of theatre of lies because he believed there was no need to lie anymore. he thought he'd won. but now pure vanilla not only knows he's there, but also has no control over when he ends up back in his soul's "abyss of regret". there's a very real possibility that sm could just,, continue to pester him despite being back inside the silver tree
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deeskip · 8 months
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i made a ten men playlist on spotify if anyone enjoys playlists
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10010405 · 3 months
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me: i'm finally gonna do the hw i've put off all week
me not even five minutes later: *doom scrolling through the rasey tag*
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jonathanbiers · 2 years
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witcher au where steve is geralt, eddie is jaskier, nancy is yennefer, robin is triss and they're all big ol homosexuals
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cuephrase · 2 months
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no, i am not thinking about dick and tim's relationship and how many awful, tragic moments of dick's tim has had a front row seat to. that night at the circus when dick's parents die. when his wedding with kory was ruined. when he kills the joker. when dick asks who adopted him if there is no bruce wayne and is met with silence. when donna dies. when dick breaks down in a burning building because blockbuster is dead and it's his fault. when dick is so full of self-loathing that he tells tim to forget he ever knew him. when bruce dies. when damian dies. when the worst happens.
i'm not thinking about how tim met bruce in a deep low and it colors how he views him. but dick? he has seen dick fall apart and hit rock bottom and it has never changed who dick is to him- his hero, his role model, his brother.
i'm not thinking about how unconditionally tim loves dick. how undeserving dick feels of tim's love. how bruce's death pushed them apart when they needed each other more than ever.
i'm totally not thinking about them
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alien-bluez · 2 months
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Lark can't handle nice things, and as he says "always fucks it up."
Drew a scene from this fic here, please please go read it right now!
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batcel · 6 months
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you cannot tell me johnshi did not hate fuck... AT LEAST ONCE.
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randomlyfallen · 3 months
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You were a wonderful experience
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emergys · 1 year
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Meanwhile Sayo
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mikrotyalm13 · 4 months
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so i did the thing
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dirtytransmasc · 8 months
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You seem to be thinking about HOTD lately, so I would like to share a headcanon that’s been floating in my brain for a while
Sometime post-Driftmark, or maybe when there starts to be a lot more pressure for Aegon to get ready to be king, he has a breakdown and chips his hair off. It’s very uneven in places, but he feels better because it’s like he’s severed himself from the Targaryen legacy, just a bit. Then he freaks out, worrying what his family is going to think or do.
Alicent does come looking for him. She’s expecting him to be being…well, Aegon, but instead he’s having a breakdown and his hair looks like a child cut it with their eyes closed. He expects her to hit him, but instead she just brushes his hair out and tidies up the ends. Then she kisses his forehead and slips back out of the room.
Idk, I’ll probably write a proper fic about this at some point, but I crave more soft moments between Alicent and Aegon
so sorry for the late-ish response, I swore I answered this right after I got it, but I guess not lol.
no but this is so sweet. Aegon's finally taking the reigns over his life, if only with his hair. he's crying, probably all sweaty, panicking, a complete disaster. he's overwhelmed by it all, truly going through a moment of true teenage angst and terror. then his mum enters his chamber, momentarily shocked by the lack of... aegon... activities... and he is just waiting for the blow, for her to yell or get angry. he can't be seen by the court like this, his mum's probably gonna kill him, but not after ranting and raving about image and legacy and being the heir or something.
yet it doesn't come. instead she comes to him gently, softly muttering an "oh aegon," of motherly worry and concern. she sits him down on his mattress in front of her, fingers combing through the mess of uneven locks with great attention.
he's still 'in his moment' so to speak, sniffling through the last of his tears, leaning into his mum as she tidies his hair, and she talks quietly. it's nothing of great substance, but enough to fill the silence and ease the younger's mind. any other time, and perhaps any of her other children, and it would be understood that her words had second meanings, but Aegon was never the sharpest when it came to his mother's tongue, especially in this state, but her smooth cadence and quiet tone is comforting none-the-less.
then as soon as she's done, making sure he likes it and looks presentable, she's looking over him with care, kissing his cheek and leaving him with his thoughts. he's damn near shellshocked by it all.
I definitely needed them to have a scene where Alicent comforts him because she, too, was young and forced into a life of duty she was never prepared for, nor one she asked for. even if their situations are different, they still share that pain. it's a very soft and very necessary scene, and I don't understand why we weren't given. bridge the gap between them goddammit, bridge the gap! that's what I say.
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genyasglockk · 1 year
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the way rick and daryl look at each other and just know what the other is trynna say. they're so in sync. they don't need words. all it takes is a glance.
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finnicanth · 4 months
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i never posted this so here you go
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pearl-kite · 2 years
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Wanted to draw something more than a bust, so have Adrian again
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twilightwrites · 1 month
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Write some gratuitous height difference. You know you want to.
General Donald Doyle had been told from the moment he had been given a suit of armor, back when he was nothing but a lowly secretary, to be on guard for anything. Anything was possible, especially when the rebels were involved. He had only learned how true that statement was much later when he had been the only one qualified to lead the army after several leaders before him met their demises.
Heartache and betrayal still gnawed at his chest, the truth behind Locus and Felix's involvement still being a fresh wound. He wasn't the only one to feel the sting, he knows, as his new co-general was also feeling the same turmoil he was.
Perhaps that was how they ended up here, armor discarded in some corner of the room. The clutter makes his skin itch, but he pushes it down in favor of staring down into the most vibrant blue eyes he's ever seen. There's perhaps only a few inches between them, but it's still enough that his head has to tilt down to stare at her.
Her gaze is intense, and a hand comes up to the wall behind her to properly brace himself as his knees nearly give out. He hopes she doesn't get the wrong impression. "Miss Kimball-"
A sharp tug to his dark blond locks gets him to hiss, allowing the hand buried there to jerk him around as she pleased. "Stop talking." She hisses through her teeth before they're biting down, sinking into his collarbone.
He listens and complies.
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freliasheir · 5 months
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I genuinely love the innocent trio so much and I really really hope they get innocent in t3 too just to see what gets done with them and I think we need to talk about them more
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