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bobertbilliams · 2 days
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Behind the scenes Linus at trekcentral
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nerd-at-sea5 · 1 day
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the tiktok trend that’s like ‘after death the brain plays back seven minutes of your best memories’
yeah, lottie was canonically nat’s seven minutes.
do with that information what you will.
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the-broken-pen · 3 days
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Hiii, I love your writing! It's so great that you're back! Could you write something like two actors are playing hero/villain in a movie or theater, but both of them sometimes just gets too in character/or just gets too stuck in character, so for like moments they actually forget that they are just acting?
“You didn’t think I’d let you die by anyone else’s hand but mine, did you?” The villain cocked their head to the side, grinning.
Distantly, the hero registered the whispering of stage commands, but tuned it out.
“You can’t just kill anyone who threatens me,” they argued back. They watched as the villain’s grin sharpened.
“Watch me,” the villain whispered, stepping closer. Fake blood was drying on the side of the hero’s head, and it itched more than usual. Must be a new brand from costuming.
“I could arrest you,” they offered, but they let the hesitation show on their face. Visible enough for the camera to catch their unwillingness, no matter how fake it was. Good enough nobody could tell the difference between real and not.
“You won’t.”
The hero tipped one head to the side
“And why’s that?”
The hero shifted, leaning in towards the villain.
“Because you’re mine,” the villain whispered, tone playful as their eyes seared into the hero’s.
The hero’s mouth went dry. It wasn’t on purpose.
Something kindled in their chest.
“Oh yeah?”
The villain shrugged one shoulder in perfect time to the script, and the hero pulled the next line to the tip of their tongue—
“Prove it.”
That was not the next line.
That wasn’t a line at all.
The villain blinked just once, the only sign of surprise they would allow, before their grin widened. Their shoulders loosened into something feral, something that delighted in this change.
Something that belonged off-stage.
“I’m covered in the blood of the people who hurt you,” the villain’s voice was smooth sliding down the hero’s spine. They shivered. “What more proof do you want, love.”
They blushed furiously at the nickname, even underneath the stage makeup, and at the pleased look on the villain’s face, it was visible.
What was the line what was the line what—
Their hands fisted into the front of the villain’s costume, dragging them closer. The villain let them, hand settling on the hero’s waist in a movement far too smooth.
“I don’t know,” the hero murmured, and they were just as surprised as the villain when their lips hovered just over the other’s ear. “Why don’t you stop trying to kill me, for starters.”
The villain tugged them closer, and the hero’s eyes went to their lips.
The villain looked at the hero like they wanted to devour them.
Fuck, what had been the line—
“Oh, but you’re so pretty covered in blood, Hero,” the villain crooned, and the hero opened their mouth to say something, their tongue a separate entity from their brain at this point—
“Hold!” Someone off-stage called, and they both froze. A second later, they were halfway across the stage from one another. Slipping out of being the hero and back into being themself felt like hitting a brick wall.
If the way the villain shuddered was any indication, they had forgotten they were playing a character too.
The hero turned away to face the tech crew, hand settling over their face to hide their blush.
The villain’s gaze was molten and heavy on their shoulders, even from as far away as they were.
“I don’t think that’s in the blocking,” the stage manager frowned, flipping through the script.
None of that was the blocking. No matter how much the stage manager searched those pages they would never find those lines.
Fuck.
“Improv,” the hero choked out, flushing. “It was, uh. A creative choice—“
From behind one of the curtains, they heard a crew member snort, muttering something about teenage actors and horniness—
The villain was smirking, a wicked thing.
“Right,” the stage manager said slowly, brow furrowed from where they sat. They murmured something into their headset, eyes shifting up between the villain and the hero, before they slid a screen in front of themself.
Just barely, the hero could make out the shape of the scene they had just filmed.
The screen went black, the room silent for a moment, before the stage manager let out a long suffering sigh.
“We’re changing the blocking.”
“What?” The hero yelped.
The villain settled their hands into their pockets, unbothered and grinning.
“We’re keeping the scene,” the stage manager nodded towards their tablet, and the hero almost passed out on the spot. They watched the stage manager eye the pleased and possessive look on the villain’s face. “For now, though, let’s call it a wrap for the day.”
Shuffling began, lights flickering off, and the hero escaped to their own dressing room, panting slightly.
Dear god, they were so fucked. They had forgotten they were acting, again—
“Improv, hm?” The villain grinned, lock sliding into place. The hero hadn’t even heard them come in.
The hero groaned. “I don’t know what happened—“
“Yeah,” the villain nodded, and they were closer than they had been a moment ago.
The hero swallowed.
“I’m sorry.”
The villain raised an eyebrow. “For what?”
The hero waved one hand between them. “For, you know—“
The villain was still smiling.
It was then they remember who had fought so hard in the writers’ room for the villain and the hero to end up together.
‘Enemies to lovers,’ the villain had said, eyes dark. ‘The fans will love it. There’s been sub plot for the last two seasons.’
The directors had pushed back, but now—
Oh. The villain wasn’t mad.
They were pleased.
The hero choked.
“You,” the hero tried.
“Me,” the villain agreed, and then they were kissing, all-consuming and desperate.
They made a noise in the back of their throat, the villain twining their hand into the hero’s hair.
“You forgot you were acting,” the villain murmured against their lips, and kissed them again before the hero could defend themself. “That I’m not really your villain and you aren’t my hero.”
The villain settled the hero onto the counter, coming to stand between their legs, one hand on their hip.
“Fuck,” they gasped, and they could feel the villain’s grin against their skin.
“Mhm.”
Somehow, the hero’s arms had ended up looped over the villain’s shoulders.
“Maybe stop killing people, and I’ll consider it,” they said between breaths.
“What?” The villain pulled back slightly.
“The line I forgot,” the hero said. They could drown in the villain’s eyes, they were sure of it. “Maybe stop killing people—“
“Don’t care,” the villain bit out, and then their mouth was on the hero’s again and nothing else mattered.
Maybe they weren’t truly hero and villain—but god were they good at pretending.
Three months later, the internet couldn’t decide what was better—that finally, after years, the hero and villain had ended up together on screen; or that off stage, their actors were desperately, hopelessly in love too.
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rosetterer · 20 hours
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Tommy never just says "Evan",
it's always 🥰💫💖 Evan! 💖💫🥰
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robanilla-arts · 1 day
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Latte isn't in the habit of asking for the things he wants
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al-yusr · 2 days
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There is something so precious to me that I adore about Klaroline and it will always make me ship them more than any other pairing involving Klaus.
The fact that Caroline Forbes is just Caroline Forbes.
Sometimes I see the argument that « Klaus’ interest in Caroline is foolish and came out of nowhere ».
But? That’s precisely what I love about them. The fact that he didn’t have any reason to fall for her in the first place. After all, she’s just a high school girl in a small town and a regular vampire he found himself drawn to because of her essence and not because of anything about her that could benefit him in some way.
This proves how his love for her was genuine and how it just can’t be matched. Ever.
She wasn’t from any important lineage. She wasn’t a powerful witch, not a doppelgänger, not some girl with important relatives he could firstly use at his own benefit. Yet, he always thought of her as stronger than anyone else.
She was just Caroline Forbes. A girl who had no choice but to fight for herself and found her strength by her own means. He loved her entirely for that and for nothing else. 🤍
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mediaforanya · 3 days
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my daily sketches but make it stody pcs !
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timmie15 · 2 days
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Some lil sketches with my favs <3
(Rusty & Iguazu's designs by Baby_Beff on twitter; u/Baby-Beff on Reddit. 621's design by me)
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casisgreen · 10 hours
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Silly cringy thing I drew in class
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kharonion · 2 days
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I've done my first attempt at a photo story... and of course, it had to be Emotional. 🥴
After Mikoshi, Vikt feels the pangs of guilt gnawing him. He's put the man he loves through some of the most harrowing things imaginable, between going to raid the Tower by himself (very akin to Johnny) and needing to be cared for as he fought for his life. When those feelings hit, he always comes to the safest place he knows: the rooftop of Dark Matter. Where it's quiet, calm, and still. And this is one of those first moments that Kerry finds him there...
𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎.
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another-delta-lover · 7 hours
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-THIS POST IS BASED ON @jamisonwritestf2trash 's post about Meet The Medic!!!-
(This post is heavymedic btw, I'm not doing an actual analysis XD) (ISTG IF TUMBLR MESSES UP HOW I PUT THE PICTURES AGAIN I'M GETTING MAD)
I just wanted to tell u all the way I see the Meet the Medic video and the way Heavy and Medic interact, headcanons n stuff:3
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Look at them. I like to Imagine that this trailer is the first time heavy and medic actually interact in a friendly way. I believe that Heavy and Medic didn't interact in any way besides professional stuff until this trailer, so Medic is trying to be cool and funny, trying to impress heavy; while heavy is just enjoying the moment, enjoying himself and making a new friend (And after, a new husband).
(The way medic uses his body(hands) to express himself makes him look so friendly and silly, and the way his hands are animated (the way he holds heavy's heart) IS SO DETAILED???)
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first, look at this part. The way medic looks at heavy, with shinning eyes, a smirk, one of his eyebrows being lifted up. He just wants to impress heavy (in my opinion), he wants to look cool, the cool doktor dude, and heavy, of course, agrees with that.
Heavy is happy to be there, to listen to medic. He really likes him, indeed.
They are having quite a nice moment, but then!...
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They get interrumpted!. Medic was way too focused on being cool and friendly, and of course, on heavy; While heavy was focused on his new (boy)friend. Medic is now distracted and can't be the cool dude!! (Archimedes you're embarrassing him!)
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Medic looks really pissed, like how a kid would be pissed on his mom walking in while they're playing in the room with a friend they invited over XD. He even look a lil frustrated because his lil child interrumpted his (date) meeting.
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(I'm so sad there isn't a good frame where medic n heavy are angry at archimedes, but anyway.) I love this so much. The way they look so pissed because archimedes interrupted them xD ; Heavy is more like, annoyed, than angry or pissed, but anyway.
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I absolutely love how OFFENDED heavy looks when Medic calls his insides filthy; and how 😨 Medic looks.
I feel like in medic's mind, he just fucked up; he insulted his (crush) NEW FRIEND?! He can't believe he just said THAT?!, after all, heavy's insides are beautiful and clean! 🙄
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Medic now is just INSANE, but EXCITED!. He enjoys this moment... He just let his real personality put. Heavy looks concerned and confused, but he is clearly not judging. It is just new for him and he's learning about medic.
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(WHY YOUR LEGS SPREAD OPEN LIKE THAT GIRL CALM DOWN) medic is enjoying himself a lot here, he almost looks like he has completely forgotten heavy's presence (me when I'm talking about my hyperfixations suddenly forgetting about people's right to speak lmaooo); in the other hand, heavy looks kinda... Uncomfortable, but even so, he's trying to play along, laughing (even if it's awkwardly).
Btw, THE WAY medic's hands (specifically his fingers) are animated it's SO COOL!! He's holding everything so ~ peacfully ~ I LOVE IT.
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Not much to add here! I just love heavy's " :< ?" Teehee
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Just look at his expression and the moment. The way medic is smirking with his eyebrow up; while he has the blood of his (LOVER) new friend all over him... In my opinion, this part is when Medic accidentally reveals his actual personality, how crazy he is (for heavy). If I was heavy I would've DIED. (Literally).
And that's it for now! I'll reblog this adding some bonuses of my 100% professional analysis teehee. I'm so obsessed over this tbh, imma redraw some of these!
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katsitsiyo · 3 days
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Here’s a bg3 piece I comm’d from @roseheira of Our Fiery Friend (aka the loml, Karlach) and my High Elf Paladin Tav (tysm I’m so smitten! 🥹😍)
They’re all cuddly and happy together in Faerûn, giving each other all the smooches bc Karlach’s engine got fixed and she was able to go back home 🥲 /hc
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helluvadyke · 2 months
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they're goofin
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eso-terrors · 16 days
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my official apology for that sad hunter art, his siblings love him ok
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robanilla-arts · 10 hours
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Latte, some time after having soulbonded with his Nightmare, gets pulled into a multiverse where Strawberry!Nightmare is convinced that the bond was made to resonate with him, leading to a series of drastic measures to ensure Latte's permanence in his life, including but not limited to using the pollen from lust!flora that grows in his domain. He also grows the antidote, but keeps this information hidden from Latte until the pollen works to fully infect him. He fails after finding Latte sitting in his private greenhouse, miserable and exhausted, and decides to cure him before finally letting him go.
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precious idiots who won't talk about their emotions
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