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Ben + Wanting To Make Sure Devi Is Okay
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chiosblog · 17 days
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Dirk Benedict in Blue Tornado
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dcxdpdabbles · 4 months
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Danny, working as a cashier: Can I help you?
Tim half-deranged: Please I just want a cup of coffee
Danny squinted, then pulled out a binder: I'm sorry, sir, but you are on the Don't Serve Coffee list. I can offer you some tea instead-
Tim: NO. THIS IS THE FIFTH PLACE. BRUCE CAN'T OWN YOU ALL!
Danny leaning in to whisper: Look, man, I can't give you coffee under the cameras. Meet me in the back alley in twenty minutes and I'll get you a coffee. Bring Cash.
Tim: how much? Five hundred, six hundred or hell even a thousand? I'll bring whatever you want.
Danny: Chill dude, it's a cup of coffee. Three dollars is fine.
Tim: It's not just any coffee! It's my favorite brand and Bruce bought them out just to make sure they wouldn't sell to me anymore!
Danny: okay okay, this coffee means a lot to you. I get it. Twenty minutes alright?
Jason three weeks later in Bat cave: Tim's on drugs! I've caught him trading cash for small containers in a shady alley six times. We need an intervention.
Dick: What?! I thought that was his boyfriend!
Bruce: I also thought that was Tim boyfriend but if it's a drug dealer we have to help him.
Tim hiding in the shadows: shit.
Tim texting Danny: If anyone asks your my secret boyfriend who been making me teas in allies
Danny: who the hell would believe that? But I've had a boring week, so yeah, I'm down to be a pretend boyfriend.
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tintin-official · 9 months
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the truth you all don't want to admit is that in the mlp universe jesus christ did exist and he became a carpenter because of his cutiemark that was two planks and some nails and only right before the end did he figure out he had gotten it all mixed up
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ameliathornromance · 1 month
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A part of you was unsure how your Orc Boyfriend would react. As you pruned the bouquet of flowers in your hands, you were starting to regret your idea. It was only a few paces from the camp now, surely you could just turn back around and throw it away, right?
Flowers were something that women received typically. Maybe he would think you were insinuating something about him, or that maybe he was weaker than you thought he was-
“Love! You’re back!”
Too late for take backs now. Hiding the bouquet behind your back, you watched as your Orc Boyfriend dropped a wood chopping axe and rushed over to you. “How was your walk? Did you get what you needed?”
You weren’t sure why you thought you could hide the flowers from him. He was at least two or three feet taller than you.
He peered over your shoulder and raised an eyebrow. “What’re those for? You’ve never brought flowers back before.”
Well, now or never, you thought. Meekly, you pulled them out from behind your back and held them out to him.
Your Orc stared at you for a minute, looking you up and down in confusion. “I… Um…” Where did you even begin with this? You must look insane.
Sighing, you lowered the bouquet and looked down at the different blooms. “When humans really like each other, sometimes they give flowers. So, I picked some flowers for you.”
There was silence for a moment and you felt your face burning. You knew it, this was a stupid idea.
“You picked these… for me?” His green hand came into view, wrapping around your interlocked fingers.
You nodded, still not looking at him.
Before you could stop him, he had snatched up the bouquet and held it high above his head. He bellowed to his others in the camp: “Look here! My lovely lady brought me flowers! What have you suckers got?!”
Orcs from their various work stations looked up, growled, snarled and swatted their hands at your Orc, “get stuffed you lug!”
Your jaw hung open at your Orc's audacity, before he looked back down at you and gave you the widest grin. “I didn’t know humans did such a thing,” he admired the flowers in his hand, seemingly as big as daisies in his huge hand. “You picked these yourself?”
“Wait, you like them?”
“Why wouldn’t I like them love?” Your Orc kissed you on the forehead. “You went out of your way to get them for me.”
“It’s just… I thought… Human men don’t normally get flowers, so I thought that…”
Your Orc let out a bark of laughter, “but I’m not human, am I love?” He pulled you into his arms and squeezed you tightly. His arms were the most reassuring and calming thing at that moment.
Hugging him back, you realised that there had been nothing to be afraid of. How could you have assumed that he would have been insulted by your gift?
“Anything from you is something to be treasured.” He mumbled to you, giving you another kiss on your lips.
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nesonkin · 10 months
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@swati-art gave me an idea for this compilation.
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Enjoy.
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A little prequel to a previous post. And a sequel to a previous previous post.
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nightgoodomens · 6 months
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Good Omens Season 3 should start with Crowley dancing in the middle of a nightclub, drink in his hand, Beyoncé’s Single Ladies playing in the background.
Bonus points if the next song is Rasputin and Beelzebub joins him and they dance together like idiots who are having all the fun in the world.
Double bonus points if Gabriel is standing in the corner, slightly terrified.
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iridescentoracle · 1 month
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i am so obsessed with how like. taken as read the ot3 are at this point. like on the one hand it feels like they've been building up to this for ages but on the other hand it kind of feels like i blinked and we skipped right past some Major Turning Point where everything got spelled out and we're just already in firmly Established Relationship-land. obviously tarvek is too well-protected for anyone to assassinate openly, look how angry his boyfriend and girlfriend are at the idea of anyone threatening him. at this point i'm half-convinced agatha's just going to refer to her boyfriends in passing to someone else and no one's even going to comment on it until van finds out twenty pages later and immediately starts making everyone pay up
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moonlight-stalker · 4 months
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# Dcu x Dp 154
After Danny was able to escape from the GIW he moved to Gotham where he fell in love with Jason Todd aka Red Hood.
One day as Danny was in his room Batman himself appeared and pretty much told him he knew who he was and what he was. Danny thinks that he knows about the ecto acts and is there to turn him in.
He did not want Batman to find out that Jason was also an ecto entity so Danny did the only thing he could in his panic, he left a note that explained what happened and that he was breaking up with him to protect him and that he would brake if Jason is ever caught, that he does not want Jason to look for him.
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soup-in-my-fly · 17 days
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Ren!!! Don’t eat that ren!!!! You’ll get salmon nella 😨😨!!!
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nadvs · 25 days
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heyyy i have a request i think about whenever i go to your profile. about an angst or fluff fic or blurb about your bio(?) “i don’t think your friends will like me” with rafe and (hopefully)kook!reader. (i hope this sparks interest if not its fine <3)
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Your friends were less than thrilled when you told them that you were talking to Rafe, but they held their tongues. Once you started dating him, though, they refused to keep quiet any longer.
He has a bad reputation. He’s known as a psychotic douchebag who gets into a fight at almost every party. And they reminded you of that every time you mentioned him.
You finally snapped one day, telling them that you appreciate the concern, but you’re with Rafe for a reason. They weren’t exactly supportive, but they shut up.
He isn’t all he presents to the outside world. Behind the inflated machismo, Rafe is fun. He’s sweet. He makes you feel like flowers are blooming in your chest every time he looks at you. And nobody can convince you that he’s simply no good.
The country club is loud and bustling, every partygoer dressed in the best, most expensive thing in their closet.
After a month of dating, this is your first time coming to a club party with Rafe as his girlfriend. His hand is at the small of your back as you enter the ornate banquet hall.
You look up at him, smiling at the adorable way he scans the room, the chandelier lights twinkling in the blue of his eyes.
Rafe is out of his element. He usually comes to these things with his buddies, drinks a little too much, and doesn’t give a shit what people think.
But he’s here with you. And the pressure is heavy on his shoulders.
“My friends are over there,” you say, pointing to a table on the far side of the room. You spot a few free seats.
“I don’t think they’ll like me,” he replies, voice low, lips curled up in a nervous smile.
You pivot to face him, hands smoothing over the fabric of his suit jacket.
“Well, I like you,” you say matter-of-factly. Rafe looks down at you with a knitted brows.
“Yeah, for now.” His words leave his mouth before he can even think about them. Rafe glances away, his lips in a nervous, hard line.
“What’s that mean?” you ask softly.
He only shakes his head, an awkward smile on his face.
“Nothin’,” he drawls.
You won’t take that as an answer. Your hand finds his. Rafe loves the feeling of your palm pressed around him as you lead him out of the room you just entered.
Your heels click against the floor as you round the corner into an empty hallway, turning to face him again.
“What’s that mean, Rafe?” you ask again, your eyes deep with concern.
Rafe’s heart is pounding in his ears. He didn’t expect to have this conversation tonight.
It’s been eating away at him. He’s not an idiot. He knows his reputation. And he didn’t care about it until he met you.
“You…” Rafe sighs, looking down at the floor, stuffing his hands in his pockets. He doesn’t even know where to start.
“Yeah?” you ask.
“I know you know what people say about me,” he finally says.
You don’t play dumb. There’s no point.
“And you think I agree?” you say. Rafe steps back, scratching the back of his neck with another sharp exhale.
“You might,” he replies, tone low. You look at him with doubt etched into every one of your features.
“Rafe,” you say with a breathy, disbelieving laugh. “I don’t care what people say. They’re wrong about you.”
He’s not so sure. He can’t control himself at times, anger and aggression pooling out of him. People see that ugly side of him. He can’t deny that that side exists.
“Are they?” he asks. His voice is thin and vulnerable. You haven’t ever seen him like this. “I’m not always like… the way you see me.”
Rafe feels like he’s teetering at the edge of a cliff now, seconds away from falling, from losing you.
“You know that we went to all the same parties before we got together, right?” you chuckle. Rafe meets your eyes again.
You saw him drink himself into oblivion and get into fights and leave parties with a bloodied face and swollen knuckles. Countless times.
“I saw everything and I still want you,” you say. “I don’t give a fuck if people don’t like you.”
Rafe’s chest burns. He almost dropped off the cliffside, but you just pulled him back.
He swallows the lump in his throat and pulls you in, cupping your cheeks to softly kiss you.
He didn’t care what anyone thought about him before. Now, he only cares about what one person thinks. And he’s kissing her and she wants him and that’s all that fucking matters.
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sacrificialter · 9 months
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"I said sit down, not get comfortable!" (worshiping your lovers thighs on the job).
Just playing around with Auror Harry x Healer Draco or Durmstrang Harry x Beauxbatons Draco I'd probably draw them the same tbh.
Also SO In my mind adult Draco embraces being a son of Black right and up until now I was dead set of him having straight silver hair to oppose Harry's black curls but I was like shouldn't a son of black have wavy Hair and EUGH the answer is yes.
(That meant I had to change Harry's hair to straight because ✨romance✨ and that's not my Harry but I can lean to love him, I guess ill switch between the two.)
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yknow how when some people do their makeup they have their cats there while they do it and they’ll take a clean brush with no makeup on it and lightly tap their cats cheekbones and nose and stuff. bc their cats are so curious about what they’re doing and their owners want them to feel included. yeah what i’m saying is husk is so enamored by angel’s 86-step makeup process and just sits and watches bc he thinks makeup is stupid but he’s also incredibly curious and thinks that angel is really pretty and angel teases him about it all the time
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jq37 · 18 days
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it’s really important to me that Oisin is not evil and adaine dates him i just think she deserves a nice dragonborn buff loser boyfriend
OBVIOUSLY I say this with the caveat that if Siobhan/Adaine aren't interested that's totally valid.
But also COME ON. How cute would it be?
-She gets another wizard in her social life who will actually understand when she says stuff like, "Abjurative grammar is prescriptive."
-Summer Nights "Tell Me More, Tell Me More" energy from the other Bad Kids and Aelwyn.
-Hot, dorky nerd who thinks she's really cool (because she is) to hype her up.
-She gets to shove his defection to their side in Kipperlilly's face which she'd love because she is a petty bitch first and a wizard second.
What's not to like? Also, Brennan is behind a lot of super cute romantic content in D20 (he's gotten lines I really love as Ayda, Esther, Hob, and Dale just off the top of my head) and I think Adaine deserves some of that as she's in the midst of her third potential apocalypse.
As a treat.
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