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wambs · 10 months

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nina and maggie coming to the conclusion that nina is crowley and maggie is aziraphale when in fact it's the other way around.

nina being stuck in an abusive relationship and not letting herself see other options.

maggie pinning from afar, eventually trying to make a move, only to be let down none too gently, but remaining friendly and approachable.

nina not being ready for a new relationship (things going too fast, etc.) and maggie being determined to wait as long as it takes.

#do not touch me #i will be overthinking this #good omens #good omens 2 #good omens spoilers #ineffable husbands #azcrow #whatever you want to call it #mine #go2 #my stuff

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sidetongue · 8 days

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his last day. He got to chew on fingers, pester his siblings, gnaw on his first bone, and pretend that it was all going to be okay

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love-too · 23 days

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I don't want a boyfriend, I'm just looking for someone who wants to be consumed by a codependent relationship till we don't even have to bother about finding a meaning in life because our whole universe starts and ends with each other in a pact of mutual assured destruction and with whom realize on our shared death bed that there could have been more in life than the depths of the lakes of each others' eyes

Anyways hmu if you're interested

#i'm joking i'm joking #but the loneliness man #anyways we struggle on #roba mia #asexual #aromantic #aroace #that's my personal definition of qpr btw if you even care #love #devotion #whatever you want to call it #i'm joking

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lilacwriter07 · 25 days

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Love Potion yandere Lucifer

Like Adam said to the princess of hell, he would return within six months . And kill every filthy sinner and have her head on a spike, he had her by the throat .

"The fight was cute and all but it's time to die ." Adam laughs if he holds his grip tighter, he could remove her head from her rotting corpse .

Her fear was delightful .

But then his vision went blurry for a sec .

Screams were heard everywhere, as Adam hits the wall falling on the roof . He's barely conscious as he tries to get up ."Dad stop !" Why was the princess begging her dad to stop ?

Adam realize something was very wrong, he was right when a torn body fell on top of him ."Harper ?" He could puke how his girl looks now .

The screams were deafening but then it was quiet, Adam groans as he got up . He broken a few bones before, but it still hurt as bitch .

He's barely out of the hole as he stares with wide eyes, as the smoke cleared up .

Lucifer standing there covered in golden blood, his eyes on him as he smiles ."There you are ." He purrs making Adam crawl back into the hole, but Lucifer grabs him holding Adam close ."Let's go home ." Lucifer spoke softly as Adam last view, were not the devils eyes but the dead he was leaving behind .

Everything fell into darkness as he saw the princess running to them .

#adamsapple #yandere lucifer #love potion #lust potion #whatever you want to call it #gore

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thoughts-of-the-unheard · 1 year

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no we dont give enough attention to the time theyre all coming up the catafalque and lockwoods head is in lucys lap and shes gazing down at him with her hand is resting on his cheek, lightly brushing his face like are you kidding me thats such a tender moment and we all just gloss over it

#locklyle #lockwood and lucy #tender #sweet #caring #adorable #whatever you want to call it #its god tier #honestly #lucy carlyle #anthony lockwood #anthony bloody lockwood #lockwood and co #lockwood & co #l&co

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wyvernquill · 2 years

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Today I offer you the following headcanon/scenario: Hob dislikes Shakespeare and criticises him, but not because he's jealous of Dream walking off with him in 1589... no, it's because he genuinely thinks the man was a talentless hack.

Let me elaborate.

Hob does like Shakespeare's plays, and grudgingly admits they're the work of a "half-decent playwright", judging from the 1789 scene. He does appreciate the craftsmanship.

The only trouble: Hob is of the opinion that it's not technically Will's work at all. It's His Stranger who had... well, some hand, at least, in the creation of those masterpieces, and Hob hates that Shakespeare gets the sole credit.

(Now, to be clear, I do think that all Dream did was lend Shakespeare support and inspiration and the power to put his own dreams and imaginations into words. It's absolutely still William Shakespeare's work at the core, and Dream's involvement is hardly much more than in any other story ever written - but Hob doesn't know exactly how this works, does he?)

Imagine his frustration. Imagine people praising Shakespeare as a genius in front of him, and Hob bursting to say "actually, he was total shite until he sold his soul or something to the maybe-devil in exchange for talent". He thinks he's the only human in the world who knows The Truth About Will Shaxberd, and it drives him mad that any attempt to explain it would make him sound like some conspiracy nut.

It's the sort of thing that could drive a man to irrationally hate a playwright and his ill-gotten gains, it really could.

(Which is highly hypocritical of him, seeing as he himself enjoys the boon of that very same maybe-devil - well, his sister’s, actually, not that Hob knows that - but it's aBOUT THE PRINCIPLE OF THE THING-)

And that's how Hob ends up as his university's #1 Shakespeare Hater.

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And perhaps, Dream eventually explains to him who he is and how his boons work, and Hob suddenly realises he has to revise his entire spiteful opinion of William Shakespeare, who may have had a certain spark of talent of his own, after all...

And then, groping desperately for some reason to cling on to his increasingly irrational dislike of the man, Hob recalls how Will stole his date back in 1589, and breathes a sigh of relief at the realisation that he can carry on hating Shakespeare just as much as before, only now for a different reason.

(Not that saying "I hate Shakespeare because he stole my boyfriend" will make him sound any less like a nutter than insisting his talent came from magical intervention... but, well, it's a step in the right direction, isn’t it.)

#WyHeadcanons #the sandman #hob gadling #dreamling #i'm actually usually of the persuasion that hob thinks of shakespeare as something of a kindred spirit #the one other person that he knows has received Dream's blessing #but this option is just too funny to pass up #he doesn't hate shakespeare for a petty reason no sir #he just really genuinely thinks the man's sold his soul to the devil #committed supernatural fraud #whatever you want to call it #he KNOWS this he has PROOF he was THERE #the man's just a hack who caught the eye of a Higher Power! that's all!!!#hob is so frustrated that he can't convince the world of this #he's fundamentally misunderstanding the situation of course but it makes sense from his point of view #dream would probably be quite offended on will's behalf if he ever finds out #and have a long exasperated ramble about the nature of creativity and inspiration and stories and storytellers #'and ANOTHER THING- are you still listening hob gadling- yes good so-'#while hob is sitting there being lowkey smitten and only half paying attention #having already settled on his policy of ongoing shakespeare disdain #but he likes listening to dream having a bit of a passionate rant

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salsa-di-pomodoro · 1 year

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Emmet breaks spacetime to find his brother this, Emmet goes feral without his brother that (which you shouldn't take too far btw), where are the Ingo goes apeshit fics. Where are the fics where Ingo single handedly corrals the gods into getting him (and Akari, if she's tired of being in charge after having to save the world) home. This man is depressed one day about his memories and then his unovan religion socialization kicks in subconsciously and he goes 'no fuck this. I am going to get my memories back whether they comply or not' and that escalates into 'i am going home no matter what' and also 'i am going to be happy. I will make it so'. This man didn't get raised with the values of TRUTH and IDEALS for nothing. That shit sticks in your mind so much even if you don't personally think about it much. Have you seen how many times unovans mention truth or ideals in the games. They're important to them. And they're important to him.

I don't even mean that Ingo becomes a villain or anything. I just mean to say he sees a child befriending gods and goes 'hey what the fuck. If they can do that i can do something about my own situation as well for sure' and don't try to tell me the gods wouldn't listen to him. First off i believe Arceus and everyone else do love their creation, they just sometimes don't understand it. Second of all even if that wasn't true not all the gods agree with each other. If Arceus couldn't or didn't want to do anything he could just ask giratina. Or dialga and palkia. How would palkia help? They bring him to celebi. There's no way he wouldn't get celebis approval especially with palkias help.

What? The Pearl clan wouldn't let him go? Lmao what are you even talking about. Even if they didn't want him to leave the position of warden they value space very much. They'd want him to find his own before all else, and even if they didn't Irida would and her judgement is the most important one in the clan. I'm pretty sure she mentions wanting to travel, too, so she might join Ingo for a time as well.

Something is wrong in Unova upon his arrival? Impossible. Unova loves their Subway bosses and Emmet loves and trusts Ingo enough for that not to be a problem. Even if he didn't Chandelure would be proof enough of something off. i don't think she would just feel her trainer's soul disappear in a split second and not cause a commotion, she'd immediatly begin to freak out. Even without that you know what always fixes shit? Communication baby. This man will not let something go until they've properly discussed it. If the other's opinion is still the same after they've all explained themselves, then fine. But i guarantee you it won't be. If communication is difficult for some reason there is nothing that stops him from making it easier or doing it anyway. He can also go to a god again and have them help out of it's something he can't do anything about himself. Grudge? Gone. Death? Xerneas'd. Legal trouble? Over.

There is nothing that can't be fixed, especially in the pokemon world. It's going to be exausting, and probably very taxing on the mind, but it would be worth it so much. And there is no way Ingo and Emmet aren't both going to go to therapy anyway in the end.

Even if the gods couldn't fix it and send him home, they'd at least grant them both peace of mind. A letter, a picture, sent back or forward in time. With proof that it's real, obviously, and that yes it is god that brought this to you, so there's no misunderstandings. And don't tell me they can't do that, you've seen the arc phone. A space time distortion, conveniently timed on both sides, courtesy of dialga and palkia. They're going to get to be happy eventually, whether that means moving on or being reunited. Though there's like no way they don't get reunited lol

#truth -> wants to know the truth about himself #ideals -> will #willpower #determination #whatever you want to call it #alternatively he could track down volo and forcefully redeem him so he tells him all his secrets and finds celebi #or befriend giratina #i mean whoevers fault it is for him being there they owe him #submas #ingo #emmet #warden ingo #subway boss ingo #subway boss emmet #ingo and emmet #arceus #dialga #palkia #giratina #celebi #pla #pokemon legends arceus #pokemon legends #pokemon arceus #subway boss nobori #subway boss kudari #subway bosses #tagging all this because while it started as a demand for determined Ingo who wants to see and make sure his brother is ok #it just became a submas reassurance post #and i want everyone to see. if i can reassure even 1 person with this i will be very happy. i know i'd like to hear this from others myself

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juniperleafdelivery · 1 year

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* something about sentient arrows and never ending narrations

#my art #the stanley parable #the narrator #love seeing all the different designs for the narrator #then just sitting here with my funny arrow #or line #whatever you want to call it

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mythicalthing · 5 months

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#for those of you that know about the Knee incident #the rock incident #whatever you want to call it #i decided to be spontaneous and submit my story for a podcast #and they immediately replied saying they'd love to have me as a guest #and i'm gonna talk about what happened #in the event that it may help anyone even a tiny bit???#but i'm already STRESSED

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wanderingmind867 · 6 months

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If I could pick up my house and carry it around with me, I would love to travel. But unless that ever becomes a real possibility, I doubt I'll ever want to travel farther than a day trip. There's other factors too, of course. Time zones, lack of familiarity and comfort, etc. I'm sadly just not a very adventurous person, and I don't know if that'll ever change.

#autism #asd #neurodivergent #I'm just not very adventurous #i suppose #travel #I'm very much a #homebody #introvert #whatever you want to call it #and I don't know if I could handle traveling #I might be able to #but I don't know if I'd want to risk it #autistic #adhd #actually autistic #audhd #my thoughts #random thoughts

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jollyreginaldrancher · 8 months

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Shauna, Nat and Misty all enjoyed the Catcher in the Rye for completely different reasons.

Shauna liked the whole disastrous coming of age story and the pitfalls of growing up. She enjoyed the narrative the most out of the three. She was all for the defeatist vibes of the protagonist and identified with that.

Nat identified with his altruism. 'can a body catch a body coming through the rye?' She sometimes wished she could hold her arms out and use them to protect people the same way Holden wished he could protect kids from the ravages of adulthood.

And Misty adored the idea of having someone like the protagonist who wished to protect someone like her. Someone who cared enough about her, even without knowing her, to try and save her from a cruel fate. Even if the means of it were less than ideal.

#yellowjackets #my babies #Shauna Shipman #Nat Scatorccio #Misty Quigley #i haven't read the book in a while but i was thinking about yellowjackets and books #thoughts #headcanons #whatever you want to call it

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sexswansworld · 8 months

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(Not a sex post, just a post about wanting to be pampered)

Yeah, sure, I like being in control. But man, sometimes I just want to be loved and pampered and taken care of. Run me a bath, or give me a massage, or just bring me strawberries dude idk.

#just want to be adored #worshipped #whatever you want to call it #I also really want strawberries #best fruit #siiiiiiiiiiigh

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cuddyclothes · 10 months

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Michael's Twitter header and profile pic. This went up maybe two days after the release of Good Omens 2! HOW DARE HE?

#michael sheen #twitter #x #whatever you want to call it #michael is an evil bastard #good omens #kick me in the nuts why don't you

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stevieschesthairs · 2 years

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watch out big boy hairyington, munson’s coming for your crown 😈😈

#i’m alive but i’m dead #what the fuck is wrong with me #no one will ever look me in the eyes again #anyway #EDDIE #MUNSON #EDDIE MUNSON #eddie my lov- no. eddie my drug dealer 💞🤞#still #eddie my love #steddie #steve x eddie #eddie x steve #whatever you want to call it #st4 #stranger things #the upside down #steve the hair harrington #steve harrington

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ivan-fyodorovich-k · 6 months

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Right wing people when they discovered that they too could use postmodern philosophies to ignore reality for political gain

#critical theory #critical race theory #intersectionality #cultural marxism #intersectional feminism #whatever you want to call it #this one might be just for me #and that’s OK

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jadezdominion · 2 years

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Here is my attempt at an epistolary style Dramione Ficlet/Drabble. TW: Grief //

Draco My Love,

Feeling the blades of grass between my fingertips and watching the wisps of dandelions floating in the wind made me yearn for a time when your laughter surrounded my soul like a balm. It’s odd that I’d only hear it in memories from now on and although that is more than some people get, it just won’t be sustainable. Not for two beings who were so intrinsically melded.

Remember the day we stayed at the cabin in Wales and got twisted in the sheets? You joked that between my hair and your long limbs you didn’t know where you ended and I began. My love, how true your words turned out to be.

I bought the cabin. It’s ours now. The table with the scorch marks from the cast iron pan is nestled in the corner. Your attempt to cook was laughable at best but you were tenacious. Your laugh from that day is humming in my veins.

Our reading nook by the fireplace isn’t as cozy without you. I can still feel your arms wrapped around my waist and the sound of your smooth baritone voice as you held me close to your chest while you read Pride and Prejudice to me. It was a perfect way to spend a rainy afternoon. Tea on the porch, walks along the trails, hours spent exploring one another’s skin on almost every surface of our, yes our cabin, reminds me that we chose a life worth living. You and I chose it. No one else did that for us Draco.

I’m not sure if owls deliver beyond the veil. Some cultures believe owls guide spirits into the afterlife, I doubt parchment that is meant for one counts. We knew the curse Voldemort meant to strike me with would be torturous but I never expected for you to step in front of its path. Gods how I wish we were both struck.

Now I sit here alive with blades of fucking grass in my fingertips instead of strands of your soft platinum hair. Unable to see that smile you got right before we would kiss. I miss you so much at times it hurts to breathe.

Then I remember the last gift magic gave us. They kicked for the first time today while I was playing a recording of you singing. What a bittersweet reminder that they wouldn’t get to sing alongside you at the piano, to feel your embrace as they listen to you read them a story; but at least they could play this recording when they need to be close to you. I guess the three of us can find solace in that. Our children will know the truth about you.

The big bad death eater with a laugh that could make the grumpiest sod crack a smile and the man who found his true self after choosing to live according to your terms. Even if it was on borrowed time.

Fuck Voldemort!!

Thank you for being my dark hero turned bright. For showing me what a love absolute is. By whispering, “You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you” on rainy afternoons with your fingers twined into my curls while you read to me.

The mind healer said this letter would help with my grief and healing during pregnancy. She recommended I either I burn this letter as a release or put it away for 5 years then re-read it. I choose the latter. Until then. I love you. Ardently and Always.

Your Hermione

P.S. You won the bet by the way. We are having a boy and a girl. Your name stands for our son: Scorpius Bennet Malfoy and I chose Jane Guinevere Rose Malfoy for our daughter. We will love you… Always.

- JEM 9/16/2022

A/N: The line Draco whispered is said by Mr. Darcy in Pride and Prejudice. Author: Jane Austen

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