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bruhstation · 1 month

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you never change, do you

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awesomefringey · 9 months

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“It’s not only them feeding us clues, we give them inspiration plenty of times and they decide to go with ideas we brought up just as much”

Hot take: fans actually persuaded them to start dating 💀

#ask #wellllllll

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puffpuffpowerprincess · 3 months

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I asked the guy I’m seeing to come over tonight and I’m making him dinner. I made my bed and ummmm this should be hilarious in 100 different ways.

#wellllllll #Barbie #mojo dojo casa bedroom #🤣🤦🏻‍♀️

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fletri · 6 months

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Ah, shit. I'm stoned at work.

#I just realized.#wellllllll #shoot #t.

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quinnmorgendorffer · 11 months

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3rd of 3 days of flying - 3rd of the 3 top gun shirts I own

#my face #wellllllll

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zozo-01 · 10 days

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#WELLLLLLLL #HERE WE GO AGAINNNNNNNN #zo's sports (trauma) thoughts #this is zo speaking

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fuckedprophet · 8 months

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𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒

" smash. i've always wanted to know what i'd feel like to fuck a god. " the grin that stretches across his lips shines before he shrugs, " that and -- what can i say, ive got a thing for someone who can hold a conversation and crush my head in their thighs. "

#. asks #WELLLLLLLL

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nightgoodomens · 7 months

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Fan: Whatcha listening to

Michael Sheen: 😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈

*cracks knuckles*

Oh look it’s a SCOTTISH album with what looks like 1941’s CROWLEY on the cover and it’s about LOVE AND LOSS AND STARRED EYES

ALSO HERE IS A SONG CALLED CROWLEY

#good omens #crowley #ineffable fandom #good ineffable omens #ineffable husbands #ineffable boyfriends #ineffable dumbasses #ineffable idiots #ineffable lovers #aziraphale #aziracrow #Michael sheen #the legend #David Tennant #it’s funny because I thought I’m being a creep #by checking what he’s listening to thinking he’s using songs as a hint #wellllllll good I checked eh !!#we are on the same page #the man the legend

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suncaptor · 6 months

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can't believe all of the psychic kids were 23 when Azazel tried to convince them to kill others and each other. They should have been at the club.

#incoherents #spn #supernatural #know this has basically been said but like. all of them.#wellllll . did max die before he turned 23. wellllllll #psychic kids

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pinemangoart · 4 months

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Hiiiiiii I just finished reading + watching the LOTR trilogy n wanted to draw my designs for the fellowship, they’re pretty similar to the movies tbh but it’s w/e :0

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danrifics · 5 months

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#dan and phil #dan howell #phil lester #my edits #amazingphil #daniel howell #danisnotonfire #my edit #dapg #dnpg #dpgdaily #dan and phil games #danandphilgames #idk if its too sharp oops #oh wellllllll

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sydneys-adamu · 6 months

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I know the I’m sorry sign is essentially a frustrating stop gap that stands between carmy syd and an honest and expressive conversation and allows them to constantly dodge their actual feelings but fck if it’s not the most romantic shit I’ve ever seen. like what is that. how do they do that

#if anyone has candid thoughts about the I’m sorry sign pls pls pls pls PLS #a couple of months ago I said it was rlly healthy and wellllllll #idk if I’d say the same now and that’s okay!#it’s their thing and its beautiful but I also think it’s a very convenient way for them to talk around everything #like it’s supposed to be we’ll talk about this later but later never comes #and what exactly will you be talking about like do either of you even know #carmy x sydney #sydney x carmy #sydcarmy #the bear

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yuriwarrior · 1 month

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Happy MIA day

HAPPY MIA DAY TO THOSE CELEBRATE

#HAPPY MIA DAY TO U AS WELLLLLLLL WOOOOOOOOO #mia dearden #dc #green arrow #void's stuff #asks from the abyss

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ayyy-pee · 10 months

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i'm just rambling some thoughts off at this point...but i think about nanami and gojo together a lot...

them finding solace and comfort in each other after losing the people who meant the most in the world to them. i imagine nanami withdrawing into himself after the loss of haibara and making the decision to leave jujutsu society as soon as he graduates.

satoru can't imagine living a life like that, the life of a normie. he's only ever known sorcery, doesn't have a choice but to live the life of a sorcerer. a blessing, and a curse to be the strongest.

but then he loses suguru, not just to suguru's madness, but he loses suguru to his own hand. he takes his life for the sake of humanity, because only he can. because he's the strongest.

nanami has given satoru space to mourn his love. he imagines it must be difficult to be the strongest, to have no other option than to keep moving forward because being stagnant means danger for them all. but he sees the quiet sorrow behind satoru's otherwise glowing eyes. and he understands him a little better now. because it’s the same sadness nanami recognizes in his own eyes when he sees his reflection.

nanami begins to come around campus more and check in on satoru. his presence is always welcome, though the visits are short because satoru can't help but be satoru. picking at what annoys nanami the most. little jabs here and there at nanami…but it does bring some semblence of normalcy between them. and though nanami'd never considered them friends as teens, as time goes on, the small drop ins become regular visits. the short walks to the dorms or train stations turn to dinners together after work. the small jabs from gojo, the incessant need to constantly fill the air with small talk...it slowly morphs into comfortable silence. just content to be together. it feels like friendship at first.

satoru enjoys nanami's company more than he could tell his colleague...he looks forward to his daily visits, to seeing that familiar frown line he’s grown accustomed to. he watches his students train and thinks about telling nanami about every little thing they've learned. in his downtime he's looking up the best new menu items at various restaurants around Tokyo. he knows nanami's a foodie. and he looks forward to hearing his rave (short and to the point) reviews about the meals he tries.

nanami also enjoys satoru's company more than he would care to admit, finding himself purchasing many sweet treats from bakeries when he had to travel out of town to exorcise a curse. he also missed satoru's company more than he would care to admit when he had to go on said trips.

they're not sure when exactly the air began to shift ever so slightly whenever they were in the room together. they're not sure when exactly the charge began to ripple between them the moment their cursed energy touched. neither could tell you when they began sitting a little closer in the teacher's lounge, when they began sharing the same side of their booth when they went to dinner. and they definitely couldn't tell you when the shy touches between them began.

and the touches were so small; a hand grazing the others as they strolled through the halls in conversation, their thighs brushing together as they sat and ate lunch on the courtyard benches…but the guilt they both felt was tremendous, gnawing away at them in ways neither could imagine. even after all these years.

“do you ever think about haibara?” satoru asks one afternoon as he walks the familiar path to the train station with nanami.

the question surprises nanami, their comfortable silence being broken by such a blunt question. but that's just satoru. nanami knows. he answers honestly.

“everyday,” he admits and satoru nods, trying to ignore this very strange feeling bubbling in his gut at nanami’s answer. he knows it’s fair for him to think about his dead love. lord knows satoru does. but it still pricks at the back of his mind, selfish as that may seem.

he tells nanami he experiences the same, thinking abouts suguru everyday that is. “i loved suguru...a lot.” satoru mutters softly and nanami hums.

"i felt the same about yu," he quietly tells satoru.

their hands brush as they move, their confessions hanging between them as they continue their journey to the trains. it shouldn't take this long normally, but they've slowed their paces, trying to buy more time with each other.

“sometimes i think i’m ready to move on," satoru nearly whispers. "then just the thought alone scares me. makes me feel like i'm..." he shakes his head. "like i'm betraying suguru somehow," he chuckles. the irony is not lost on him that he somehow feels he's betraying the man who betrayed them all. but still, it's a humbling feeling, one satoru doesn't feel often: fear.

nanami nods in understanding. “anything new feels terrifying. it’s not an uncommon feeling.”

he says it so casually that satoru has to ask. “do you ever think you’ll move on from haibara?” because he’s dying to know, though he doesn't know what exactly he'll do with that information.

nanami is quiet for a moment, pondering the question carefully. "i think i’ll always care for yu..." the train station approaches. "of course,” their hands brush again, the touch, repeating, lingering until they've reached the station. "if the right person came along, i don't think it would be as scary to move forward."

and with that, nanami leaves.

satoru lets nanami's words sit with him even as he watches nanami descend the stairs and disappear into the station, not bothering to look back at him, which is so like nanami that it's become endearing to satoru. he thinks about nanami's words even as he's walked back to the campus. even after he's showered and lying in bed. and even as he closes his eyes. his mind reels as he thinks about what nanami said.

if the right person came along

and suddenly, satoru's guilt eases.

if the right person came along

he lets his eyes drift closed, a soft smile on his face as his mind once again plays those words over and over.

if the right person came along

sleep washes over him, his dreams vivid and clear.

a calm blue sky.

the warmth of the sun on his face.

and a blonde haired man standing before him.