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thedaswolves · 19 days
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Just devil's minion hanging out as usual 😍😍😍
edit - ©Mike Coppola
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the black brothers, before everything got complicated.
1) i have no clue how babies grow. when do they stop being fragile little creatures and move around??
2) inspired by this kid on tik tok, the baby fever is getting too strong i can’t-
3) changed my pfp, don’t forget about me <\3
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fan-of-chaos · 2 months
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Oh fuck... Both of them are now their lowest, most vulnerable selves...
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Tenko as a child, abused by his father, just before he couldn't take it anymore.
Izuku as a middle schooler, bullied and crushed by the world, so close to giving up.
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smokestarrules · 9 months
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Happy 2-year anniversary to Knock, Knock, Knockin' on Hooty's Door, the episode that a very solid chunk of people thought would be filler! Wild.
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thischerik · 2 years
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x-men: days of future past but as text posts
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parallel-univers · 1 year
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bunabi · 1 year
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I did ab crunches for two weeks to be able to fit this dress again please clap
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etrevil · 7 months
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Coming to terms with the fact either Dazai and Chuuya had a one-on-one about this prison break plan of theirs, which included Dazai trying not to slip out the drafts of his confession speeches and Chuuya acting in front of the mirror in efforts of perfecting his vampire persona - his screech at his entrance into mersault was something Dazai dared him to do - or that this is another one of skk's Dead Apple moments where the other just knows what their partner expects, wants, and needs.
Oh, and also the fact CHUUYA WAS PERFECTLY CONSCIOUS DURING DAZAI'S TWO SPEECHES AND REALLY CHOSE TO SHOOT HIM RATHER THAN LISTEN A SECOND TIME 😭😭😭
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whatelsecanwedonow · 9 months
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I was going to find Mr. Scott’s shuttle. If I could retrieve his device, it might allow us to take off without the Gorn seeing us.
STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS S02E10 | Hegemony
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bladesmitten · 3 months
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WYLL: How do you feel? AJAX: Surprisingly fine, in spite of it all. WYLL: 'Surprising' is just the word, isn't it?
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nortedwayfinder · 2 months
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Sometimes I forget that Fist Bump isn't a Sonic and Tails song.
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samzier · 7 months
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SKADOODLE CAKES
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rainymoodlet · 4 months
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Kiss Me in Komorebi+ 🌸
[ Second Vacation: Keaton! ]
I had to be fair to dear Keaton and at least let Dan know how good he looked with his longer hair! 😉 These two ended their vacation in incredibly good moods: though they seemed to have an interesting time navigating their Friendly socials, the flirtation between these two was off the charts! Daniel is definitely leaving this vacation feeling like he knows a little more about our dear Mr. Stratton - let’s hope Keaton feels the same!
Part 6 of 6 🌹
@duusheen
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rebouks · 11 months
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Previous // Next
Technician: Do you still want to know the gender? Courtney: Yeah, I don’t like using “it”. Technician: Alrighty. Let’s hope baby’s not so shy this time. … Technician: Oh-.. can you see that? Oscar: I totally called it… Technician: Looks like someone was hiding more than their gender last time around. Courtney: [squeaks] Two?! Oscar: Hah! I knew you were getting too big for there to be just one in there. Technician: Well.. we had our suspicions, but now we know! One of each. Oscar: Holy shit. Courtney: [whispers] Both okay? Technician: They look healthy to me! I’ll give you a minute. [Oscar tries his best not to panic; mind wandering to the dilapidated property he’s yet to start renovating, the wretched state of his bank account, and the fact that the amount of people depending on him just doubled in less than ten minutes…] Courtney: I don’t think my pelvis is up to this; or my bladder… Two, Oscar-.. I gotta push two freaking babies outta my hoo-ha. … Oscar: Fucking hell-.. twins! Courtney: I’ll be excited once I’ve stopped shitting myself. Oscar: Don’t be scared, there’s no point worrying unless we have to. Courtney: [sighs] I know, but it’s a lot-.. and I wanted to give birth at home. Oscar: You might still be able to! C’mon, you got this. [Courtney hums, unconvinced] Oscar: Cookie… Courtney: Okay, I got this. Oscar: Yeah, you do.
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I can be your angle, your devil, or your, uh… weird lizard?
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bronzeagepizzeria · 11 months
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@tentoorosemicrofics 700 words tentoo/rose for the prompt 'duel' read on ao3
“Did you ever?”
Rose starts slightly, having almost forgotten that she wasn’t in bed already, her mind slow and hazy. Shifting against the headrest, she yawns. “Did I ever…what?”
The Doctor looks at her, as if to say you know. When she doesn't catch on, he huffs. “With someone else. While I was,” he swallows, “…away.”
“Oh. Well,” Rose says, considering.
“I told you about Martha. And Joan.” He smiles, tight and sheepish. “And Astrid.” 
Rose grins. “Feeling jealous?”
“No,” he says, albeit a little stiffly. “Just curious.”
She hums noncommittally, even as an odd flush of happiness goes through her. “You know Michael, yeah? In HR?” She waits for him to nod impatiently. “Well…we went on a couple of dates. Wouldn’t even call them dates, actually. Didn’t really go past that. “ Her cheeks tinge pink. “I’m pretty sure I spent them talking his ears off about you.” 
She meets the Doctor’s gaze then, expecting him to say something cheeky. Instead, his eyes darken, and he swears loudly, before moving so suddenly that Rose jumps. 
“Sorry, hello, Anderson—was it?” the Doctor demands, leaning forward to tap the cabbie’s shoulder. “Yes, right—mind taking us back? I’ve forgotten to do something.”
“Doctor,” Rose sits up, bewildered. “Wha—”
“I knew it,” he says. “Knew that slimy bastard had eyes on you. He still fancies you, did you know that? Couldn’t keep his eyes off you tonight. It’s indecent, it is, Rose—it’s not right. He knows you’re with me now.”
Rose tries to ignore the shiver of delight that travels up her spine at that. With him. “So he fancies me—so what?”
“So what?”  the Doctor snaps. “So…what? So I’m going to show him that, that’s what.” He straightens his collar, pulls back his sleeves, muttering furiously. “...does he think he is? Hovering all day…all those reports…touching your shoulder…And tonight. Bringing you that drink?”
“You’ve been watching him closely, then, have you?”
“It’s not funny, Rose.” 
“Going to duel him to win my hand?”
“I just might,” he says, and Rose realises the cab’s pulled up outside the pub they’d left minutes ago. The Doctor yanks the door open, stepping onto the pavement before she can yank him back inside. 
“Doctor, wait! “ she laughs incredulously, stumbling as she makes to follow him. She grabs his arm. “What’re you doing? 
“Nothing,” he says pleasantly, plastering a wide grin across his face. “Just going to give the gentleman a piece of my mind.” With that he turns to march back into the pub, only for Rose to pull on his arm again, anchoring him to her. 
“Doctor, stop!” she says, quite unable to keep the amusement out of her voice. “You can’t just–look. What does it matter? It’s not like he has a chance.” She lifts his wrist, waving it between them. “I’ve won the hand already.”
The Doctor groans, but his lips twitch. “Awful.”
“You love it.”
They stand like that for several seconds, Rose grinning, until he shakes his head in defeat, allowing himself to smile. “I know he hasn’t got a chance,” he admits somewhat gruffly. “Doesn’t mean I’ve got to let him try.”
“Doesn’t mean you can walk in there and deck him either,” Rose reminds him. “You’re in enough trouble with Pete as it is.”
The Doctor makes a noise of irritation.  Carefully, Rose tugs him in the direction of the cab again, as if to not spook him. “I like this look on you,” she tells him conversationally, her tongue poking out of her mouth of its own accord. “Green.”
“You would,” he says grumpily, but there’s no real venom in his words. 
She remembers suddenly, her first Doctor, and the way he would sulk when she so much as glanced at a “pretty boy”. An unbearable fondness suffuses her chest. “Hey,” she says, slowing to a stop. She leans in, pressing her lips to his jaw, to the slight stubble he’s got going nowadays, lingering for a few seconds before pulling away. “I love you.”
His cheek is warm, his gaze even more so. 
“Rose Tyler,” he says quietly. He glances away then, to a street lamp at the corner of the building, and then to the cabbie and then her watch, strangely, before finally flitting back to her. 
“What?” she asks him.
“Nothing,” he says, squeezing her palm ever-so-slightly. “Winning hands, indeed.”
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