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#and i miss my dad
maxbegone · 2 years
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rewatched 3.08. it’s so much. i love it.
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gracetoldmeto · 2 years
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Sometimes it takes doing laundry...
...trying to fold the same shirt over and over, folding it imperfectly again and AGAIN, and getting upset at yourself bc you can't fucking do it right...
...to realize you really arent doing okay...
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im-traumatised · 2 years
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So many stupid small things to try and manage and handle and figure out and I'm tired and feeling worse mentally by the day and fuck just... fuck...
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elizabethalexis · 8 hours
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I’ve been in Austin for eight years but never in all my time here have I so strongly considered moving home, but I’ll be real honest and just say that I don’t see a workable solution anymore, that I don’t think there’s a viable way to live in this city without intense, brutal stress and suffering, and sitting with this and acknowledging it all is so difficult I am astonished that I haven’t slipped fully into active ideation and self-harm
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trashmakerarticle · 6 months
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Everyone thinks that dick was the golden child when in reality it was Jason.
Clark: Bruce who was your favourite robin?
Dick: obviously it’s me?
Tim: it’s dick
Damian: I am superior robin, it will be me.
Bruce: it’s Jason
Everyone: WHAT?!?!???
Bruce: why are you so surprised? He didn’t jump on too my chandeliers which I had to replace each week
*everyone looks at dick*
Bruce: he didn’t drop out of school
*everyone looks at tim*
Bruce: I didn’t have to stop him from killing everyone who annoyed him
*everyone looks at Damian*
Bruce: in fact, he enjoyed school and handed all his homework in on time, we would spend hours in the library reading his favourite classics. He even helped Alfred with most of the cooking, He was my little boy
Jason: stop spreading lies, I hate you go away
Bruce: my precious little boy
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mylordshesacactus · 2 years
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So my family has a Gay Pirate Plate.
Stay with me.
We do not know how the hell the Gay Pirate Plate was first acquired. This being a point of contention is actually pretty plot-relevant; the saga of the Gay Pirate Plate began with my grandmother and her sister, who, for some ungodly reason, both BADLY wanted the Gay Pirate Plate and believed it to be rightfully theirs.
I should back up, firstly, to establish: The Gay Pirate Plate is the cheapest, tackiest, ugliest plate in existence.
It is in no way a collector’s item. It is physically impossible for it to complement anyone’s decor, because the colors in it are garish. It’s just a ceramic plate with a gay pirate painted on it, and the painting is, this cannot be emphasized enough, extremely bad.
(How do we know the pirate is gay if he’s just posing on a plate? Listen. Fully 100% to stereotype, but he is. He is gay. There’s an energy. That pirate is a flaming homosexual. That pirate has sex with men and does it frequently. That pirate is fucking gay, all right, he just is.)
Anyway. The point is that this is an extremely cheap and ugly plate with a poorly-executed painting of pirate on it who is like a nine on the Kinsey scale.
My grandmother and her sister fought a blood feud over this plate for their entire lives. It would be on the wall in my grandma’s house, and then her sister would visit, and then it would be gone. She’d visit her sister and the plate would be on the wall and her sister would pretend it had always been there. She would steal it back, hang it up, and, when her sister visited, pretend it had always been there. This continued for DECADES.
When the sister died, the Gay Pirate Plate lived triumphantly in my grandmother’s house. And then my grandmother died. And my aunt, who had lived with her and been her carer throughout her life, rightfully inherited their house.
We visit my aunt after the funeral and stay with her for a week or two.
Me, my sister, and our dad. Her brother.
The three of us look at each other. We don’t say anything. We studiously avoid making eye contact with the Gay Pirate Plate mounted proud and ugly on the wall. We notice one another studiously avoiding looking at it. We notice one another noticing. We say nothing. We come to a silent consensus. We pack up to leave. We get in the van. Our aunt comes out to say goodbye. I loudly announce I need to use the restroom before we leave. She obviously stays outside to continue talking to my dad.
I take down the Gay Pirate Plate, stuff it under my oversized sweatshirt, go outside, and get in the van. She happily waves goodbye as we drive off.
Two days later my dad gets a phone call that opens with hysterical laughter and “You FUCKING ASSHOLE did you seriously STEAL THE PLATE--”
Anyway. The gay pirate plate lives in my dad’s house currently.
But he’s trying to get me and my sister out to visit him. And plate mounts are cheap.
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dizzybizz · 1 year
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"there, there- breakfast's almost ready..."
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koroart · 1 month
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Mods are asleep — post SuperBat 👌🏼✨
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stil-lindigo · 1 year
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prodigal son.
a sort of epilogue for God of War Ragnarok, since I miss these two so much.
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rwsdarw · 2 months
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Hate this but whatever
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hanafubukki · 1 month
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Summary: Malleus, Silver, and Sebek meet the baby.
[Can be seen as a continuation to this fic]
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“Malleus, why are you holding the baby that way? You held baby Silver before just hold them the way you used to hold Silver.”
Malleus’ form gradually softened, “Babies are fragile. It’s…been a while since I held Silver in such a form.”
You nodded and rubbed his shoulder, “Yes, and look how strong he’s become.”
The one in question leaned forward and poked at the little one’s hand, smiling fondly when tiny fingers wrapped around his.
“You boys were adorable as babies. I can picture it. Cute baby Sebek and Silver and plushie Malleus.”
“Plushie-”
You smirked as Sebek smothered himself from being too loud.
“Come Sebek, you’re too quiet. Come hold the baby. Nothing is better than baby cuddles.”
You dragged Sebek over who stuttered before freezing as Malleus lays the babe in his arms.
You all watched as Sebek practically melted when your baby opened their eyes and smiled at him before sleeping again.
“Please tell me you got that on camera, Lilia.”
“Every second of it.”
As you watch your family, you know the future is brighter than ever…
“Hey Sebek, were you born a baby or a were you a hatchling?”
“WH-”
Silver smothered Sebek’s voice before he could wake the little one.
The smiles and laughter lasted for a long while.
You could even say it lasted for eternity.
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I felt kind of bad leaving the boys out before and didn’t know how to add them in, so they get their own part 💞💞💚💚🫶🫶
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sicc-nasti · 11 months
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On this episode of: It’s always Sunny in Tuefort
The Mercs Make Scout A Dating Profile
Its going as one might expect
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cemeterything · 1 year
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anyway while i'm thinking about it i will never understand people who are like "why would you ever watch a movie/read a book/play the same game/etc. more than one when there are always new media to experience, it's just a waste of time" because like. how else are you supposed to fully appreciate the themes and narratives, the artistic choices made, your personal feelings and interpretations and the creator's intentions, the nuances of the story and the characters? every time i revisit a story i already know, i realize there's something i missed last time. i always discover there's more to learn if i'm willing to keep looking for it. there's nothing more exciting to me than searching the same cave for more hidden treasure.
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theloveinc · 2 months
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OlderDad!Bakugou who gets a haircut and his baby doesn't recognize him and he doesn't want his dad to pick him up 😭😭😭😭😭😭
Bakugou has a cry in the bathroom and you have to spend the rest of the night consoling him.
Also Hiiiiiii, miss u, hope youre gooooood
head in my hands bc of this, just thought abt bakugo growing out his hair a little bit right after baby's birth...takes him months to go and get a real haircut cuz he doesn't wanna burden you more than he already has and by the time he's okay with the thought (but only for "AN HOUR MAX," is what he says), he has a mullet thing going on and all this scruff on his chin🥺🥺🥺
so he gets home with his regular ol' haircut, maybe a little shorter just to account for ... not wanting to go again so soon, and baby's HOLLERING bloody murder as soon as they see him and refusing to be taken out of your arms, doing that thing where they're flipping their face back and forth to dodge a kiss...
it's so tragic bc not even a little cheek nuzzling helps to calm them bc bakugo's CLEAN SHAVEN and smells like aftershave instead of like dad when he tries!!!!!!
and after, you watch him kinda sulk into the bathroom, thinking like aw yeah thats a bummer but also pretty funny, too (esp bc the haircut does look good🫣🤓), AND HE DOESN'T COME OUT FOR LIKE an hour???
....until you finally have to ask him if he's okay in there and you're opening the door to him sitting on the toilet seat, arms crossed and red cheeks a little streaky with tears...
LJFKASDJFADSJK it's the cutest, most sad sight you ever did see!! ofc Bakugo tries to deny it, but the way he tears up again (after you're done assuring him he did nothing wrong) when his baby finally realizes it's him and smiles (and then how he refuses to give them up again until bedtime) has his ass. EXPOSED.
(i love and miss u more than air, earth, water, dirt + HOPE YOU'RE GOOD TOO BESTIE ILY)
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soundsfaebutokay · 2 months
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I know you're strong enough to do this on your own.
- Welly Boots by The Amazing Devil
(Art by @bycharizze on Instagram, commissioned by me)
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parisoonic · 3 months
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every nice night at the pub ends in paperwork for Miss Pauling
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