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The menu was fun聽
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Happy International Asexuality Day to all my fellow Aces and those that are on the Ace Spectrum!
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I had a a dream where homelander (maths) and queen maeve (english) were my teachers. And when homelander asked me "what is 2.2=?" I said "6" and he destroyed my desk with his laser eyes
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Can you show us more oil. Please
here's her showing off her power star
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and here's her launching a psychic attack
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THE X-FILES | 1.01
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NEW stills of Adam Driver as Kylo Ren/Ben Solo in Star Wars: The Rise Of Skywalker (via @AdamDriverUK on twitter)
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馃憣馃徎馃挴
It's always, "aces can still have sex" but never, "allos can go without sex"
Kinda makes it feel like aces *have* to be the ones to compromise in allo/ace relationships
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Making a collection of these
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watching The Menu (2022) really reminded me of this story from last year
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Fate (part 5)
Soldier boy x Fem! Reader
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Summary: Reader is a scientist who is forced to work at lab that they keep soldier boy frozen, she talks and cries to him when she is alone, thinking he can't hear her but he hears everything.
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it was their first week here, the cheap motel room they booked with her money.
the walls were gray and a bit dirty, there was two beds and a small tv, and microwave. It was maybe one of the worst motel rooms in the city but felt like heaven for her after 2 years spent in lab.
For Ben, well he didn't say much, She realized shortly after coming here. Well there were times, where he speaked and even joked, asking her questions or answering her questions. But it was limited. whenever she asked something about his past, or he remembered something, He would suddenly stop talking and stare at wall without blinking, deep in thought. Afraid of triggering his PTSD, she kept her mouth shut even she wanted to listen and talk to him about it.
He was outside in the first day, coming back with his bag looking heavier at evening, saying he paid a visit to old friend. She didnt asked what was in the bag, thinking he would show it sooner or later.
At night they laid side by side in the beds. Almost 1 meter between them. She would think that he will be vanished in the morning, that he was a dream.
but he was there everytime. Looking at her sometimes. Sometimes asleep. She evem felt him adjulsting her blanket one night, Covering her feet. She felt no fear, which was so weird for her, not being afraid of someone who would explode at any second. And it confused her,
somethings about her confused Soldier Boy too.
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She was applying makeup, a cheap eyeliner and lipstick, that she bought from a store today, after seeing her reflection on the mirror for the first time, she felt a bit self concious around Ben. Her skin were dull from bad diet and lack of sunlight for years. Unlike Ben, who looked perfect even with that hair and beard, or being there for 40 years.
well, he was Soldier Boy after all.
With this thoughts in her mind She applied lipstick on her cheeks too, and liked the effect.
putting down the lipstick, she looked at her hair, It looked lifeless like her skin and grew too long for her taste. She was thinking about cutting it for the last 2 or 3 days.
She decided to do it. picking up the scissor from counter. And started.
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After about half and hour, While she was cleaning the sink Soldier Boy knocked the door firmly.
she opened the door:
"-oh, im sorry do you need to use bathroom?" she said looking at him, he was wearing giants t shirt and sweatpants she bought for him from thriftshop, Homelander drink can in his hand. He looked almost normal,
Instead of answering he looked at her face.
Her hair was shorter now, (He never liked on women, thinking it made them look like man.) Her cheeks and lips pink. Eyes brighter.
But it was okay on her, beautiful even. He found himself thinking this often in last days.
But this wasnt like anything he felt before, and it made him so confused, he had affairs with countless women, they literally threw themselves on him. And he was attracted to them. Loved their curves, long hair And their femininity. The way his heart beated fast when they were close to him.
But she...
she was another story.
He didnt really give shit about anyone before, Never felt bad about things he said or did. But he found himself holding back last days. Whenever he was angry around her,
Because he hated the way she jumped in her chair when he raised his voice, angry at news about attacks on the tv.
He never wanted to see her like this.
He wanted to protect her.
He wanted to be close to her (in a different way).
Hide her in his arms from the world that she was so afraid of.
Lost in his thoughts he didnt realize he was staring at her face, and not answering.
-"Ben? are you alright?"
-"Yes doll, i was wondering what were you doing there hiding?"
-"I wasnt hiding, i was cutting my hair."
-"It looks nice"
-"Thank you." she said. Looking at floor.
the silence was awkward, so she smiled at him and got back the cleaning,
After watching her for a while he asked suddenly;
-"You can cut my hair too?"
He wanted her to cut his hair?!, Her heartbeat quickened.
Hearing it, Soldier Boy smiled softly. She blushed harder when she remembered that he was hearing it.
-"y-yes sure i used to cut my brothers hair all the time. You want me to cut it now?"
-"Yes doll."
-"Okay, you need to sit here." she pointed the old chair.
He walked towards it, her heartbeat was getting quicker.
-"calm down doll im not gonna eat you."
-"s-sorry i just still cant believe you are awake."
-"you sure this is the reason?", he winked.
-"yy-eah."
she picked up the towel from counter quickly, wrapping it around his shoulders.
He took a deep breath, shoulders relaxing, this was one of the weird things about her too, Making him calm whenever she touched him.
When she started to brush his hair with her fingers, He couldnt help the sigh that left his lips, Closing eyes. This felt good.
After few seconds, he tried to stiffen his posture, not letting his guard down, but it was impossible.
-"Where is your brother now?" he asked suddenly, eyes still closed.
-"he is gone." she said. He could see sadness taking over her face even his eyes closed.
well he felt like shit now.
-"back there, i felt this." he said then, trying to change the subject. He needed to wipe that sadness off her face
-"felt what Ben?"
-"Your hands, touching my face"
-"I-it was for checking your body temperature y-you know, i-its the easiest wa.-"
-"sure thing doll" he said, winking again, smiling at her who looked like a tomato.
-"im sorry if it made you uncomfortable Ben,"
-"It, didnt."
it was far from uncomfortable actually, like being touched by an angel, made him feel warm even for a few seconds.
but he didnt tell her that.
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20 mins later their hair was mixed on the floor, dark brown and light brown together.
-"You like it?" she asked, taking off the towel from his shoulders
-"Yes doll," he said patting her head. "You will be the only one to cut my hair from now on" he said, smirking.
She smiled at him, looking at the floor again.
-"O-oh i almost forgot, i bought razors for you, your beard i mean, if you want to shave it of course." She told him as he was about the leave the bathroom
-"how you like it? do you think i should shave it?"
-"y-you look good both ways."
-"you too", he said looking at her hair.
taglist: @deans-spinster-witch@mfnqueen1@ponypickle@butchers-girl@verypostcrown @angelbabyyy99 @6asm0ne @uncle-eggy
notes: Next part too will be about their days in motel (they will get closer!) then we will see butcher and hughie :)
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I think the absolute worst crime committed by the original LOTR movie trilogy was only putting the scene where Eomer finds Eowyn after the Battle of Pelennor Fields in the extended editions. Karl Urban at his absolute fucking best
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KATIE MCGRATH as MORGANA PENDRAGON in BBC Merlin Season 1
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Luck (part 1)
脡omer x Female! Reader
Summary: Reader is a maid at Edoras who has a crush on 脡omer, What happens when she accidentaly pours wine on him?
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Everyone was celebrating the victory in the Great Hall of Edoras. She was hearing the sounds of laughter and dancing, faintly from the outside. Her duty for tonight was waiting here, Serving wine or water if anyone ever comes for getting fresh air.
Maybe it was weird that she volunteered for this, no one seemed to come here anyway. Waiting alone in the balcony. While everyone else is having fun.
But she always liked this kind of duties.
Like grooming horses, picking herbs, cleaning after everyone left. The ones where she didnt need the communicate with the other.
She liked silence,
Sure music was beautiful, and people laughing, dancing, celebrating. It was all beautiful.
But this,
this is something else, Watching the white mountains, the way moonlight reflects on them. It is prettiest shade she ever seen, The dark blue, that she never gets tired of.
And the gentle night breeze on her hair.
Its almost magical to her.
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As moon gets lower on the sky "It must be close to end of celebration" y/n thinks. She can tell it from the way sounds from inside quietens slowly.
She smiles to herself thinking this was a beautiful night,
she feels calm. Her mind feels calm.
But like everything beautiful in life her peace is short lived because suddenly footsteps alerts her, someone is coming towards here unfortunately, i hope they leave quickly she thinks as stands up, taking the wine jug on her hand.
To her luck (unluck) owner of the footsteps is may be the last person she wants here. A very tall person with broad body, and long blonde hair that she knows very well. She stared it many times when no one was looking.
脡omer, the kings son.
The powerful 脡omer,
The one everyone adores.
The fearless, and strong
And kind.
Her heart beat starts to quicken. Just like whenever she sees him, (from 20 meters apart at most close and more than 20 people around) sneaking galances from window while cleaning. Or when he passes by corridor she is standing.
She takes a deep breath, as he goes to opposite side, his back towards her, he is not drunk she can say, she never seen him drunk anyway, he is always standing on his legs strongly. Like a great warrior he is.
I never seen him this close, he is beautiful.
he will get inside back soon, Calm down. He wont even notice you.
Minutes passes with her battling with herself and her poor attemps to calm herself and he is still looking at mountains motionlessly as if he was a statue.
After few more agonizing moments he finally starts to move, Drinking his wine at one go.
Thanks Eru, he is leaving.
But to her horror instead of leaving he extends his hand that holding the goblet, which is a sign for more wine.
Her mind races.
But, I never served him before! Eru please please help me.
After a few seconds She burts towards him as he starts to turn his head questioningly towards her way, hand still extended.
Dont be a coward this is the simplest duty.
As she starts pouring the wine she relizes her hands are shaking.
Very badly.
Its okay he is not looking, he is looking at mountains.
How long pouring wine can take It? 5 seconds at most maybe, but this time it feels like years to her, years spend with war and agony,
it almost over, You got this. You can do this.
But her body has different plans from her brain. Her hands stafts shaking more as the wine level gets higher on the goblet.
and before she knows it the goblet is full and its overflowing
To his hand.
Oh Eru, please no, this might be a nightmare
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She doesnt know how much time passed her eyes are closed and she cabr dare look at him.
But when she notices unbereable feeling of his eyes on her.
She has no choice but open them.
Yes, He is looking down at her with unreadable expression,
"F-forgive me s-sire." She says immadietly bowing her head.
But she can see wine is dripping from his hand to floor.
Not knowing what to do, her panicked mind decides it for her, She pulls out her handkerchief , and takes his wine soaked hand in her hand wiping the vine quickly. and gently as possible,
You are touching a royal you fool! This crime is punishible by Death.
she pulls her hand quickly as if she burned by a fire. 脡omer's hand falling to his side absurdly and her handkerchief falling to floor.
Eomer opens his mouth but she beats him to it.
"S-sire please dont k-kill me, im too young to d-die" she half yells and runs to inside.
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Notes: i love how y/n has almost every mental disease.
Also This is 脡omer looking down at her
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They're so cute oh my god-
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Lilo and Stitch (2002) dir. Chris Sanders,聽Dean DeBlois
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I'll never understand how ao3 can allow pedophilic content to publish. This is one of the worst things ever and cant be used for peoples entertainment. I saw a lot of comments about how its not real and just fiction. It does not matter. To me its a crime both ways.
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