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uniformbravo · 2 months

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they don't want me to see the back cover of pakt der yokai band 26 😔

#back on my bullshit smiles #the german natsuyuu covers are SO gorgeous #the french ones are pretty too #anyway vol 26 came out in germany just last month #so nobodys selling it on ebay second hand yet so i cant use product photos to see the back cover orz #and all the official sites only picture the front cover o)-<#blease...... i need it for my stupid collection.......#i wasnt even gonna worry abt back covers but i have no self control #uuauughghh #show me the it *crawling on the ground like a man dying of thirst in the desert*#retag later #ny blogging

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bigshotautos · 2 years

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ENLARGE YOURSELF

#spamton g spamton #spamton #deltarune #my art #back on my bullshit.#started as a joke because i drew spamton with his teeth too big #and my friend was like 'well his teeth cant ever be too big'#stretched that to an extreme #missed drawing this freak !#extra tag for ghost tagging smile smile.

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be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie · 11 months

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Okay I’m back home and I’m back in business babes. I was BUSy.

Das me.

#ew david girl was an icon #the way me and my friend tom are having a moment here #it looks like we are looking and smiling at each other but I think I was talking to my friend sandya next to me #the top of her head made it #but anyways I am finally gonna be able to get back into this #thank u all for waiting for me and missing me #writers strike #wga strike #david zaslav #melissa og #melissa bullshit

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whollyjoly · 9 days

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it's gon' be a long ride home tomorrow from tennessee to texas to la well if i could i'd never leave you i'd come home to stay another night from home away from you it ain't easy i know (baby, don't you want me)

the bucktommy cowboy au nobody asked for part three (parts one and two)

thinking about rancher!tommy who goes on long two-month cattle drives and dreams of the gorgeous cattle hand back home...

(song insp.)

#tommy spending long nights under the open sky dreaming of bright smiles and sparkling blue eyes #maybe worrying a little that the home he dreams about wont want him the same when he gets there after so long away #but all that goes out the window as he and the herd crest the last hill into the san fernando valley #and tommy sees a tall figure outlined in the gold rays of the sunset high atop a horse #and evan is there to welcome him home with a flask a whiskey and a warm kiss that chases away any lingering doubts #ANYWAYS I HAVE LOOOOOTS OF THOUGHTS ABOUT COWBOY BUCKTOMMY OKAY #they live in my head rent free #i just love them your honor #song is baby don't you want me by lucero #bonus lyrics: “when we first met / i'd count the days / i'd make excuses / just to say your name”#and if thats not bucktommy coded idk what is #anyways can you tell im obsessed!!!!!#bucktommy cowboy au #otp: better ways to get your attention #bucktommy #firepilot #kinkley #tevan #fireflight #evan buckley #tommy kinard #911 abc #911 on abc #911 moodboard #em's moodboard #mine #im back on my cowboy bullshit

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heraldofsomething · 5 months

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Assassin's Creed: Odyssey Doing Time

Interesting... Death may be the greatest of human blessings, after all.

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zishuge · 6 months

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Do you have any candy? Give me a few pieces... Every time I come here, I bring him some. Mysterious Lotus Casebook (2023)

#mysterious lotus casebook #莲花楼 #li lianhua #li xiangyi #fang duobing #cheng yi #joseph zeng #mlcedit #*gifs:mine #“hey haley did you make this entire gifset just for li lianhua's smile at the end?”#i sure did #and it's a mess bc the lighting changes like five different times #but i wanted this really because:#1. the evolution of llh's face from “i don't want to hear about li xiangyi anymore” to the fond little smile at the end #2. “as happy as a child when eating candy” he WAS a child T_T #3. the way fbd noticed 10 years ago that li xiangyi likes candy and the way he noticed 10 years later that li lianhua likes candy #what was it that li lianhua said later?#“if li xiangyi knew that ten years later there'd be someone who understood him so well”#he's understood you the WHOLE TIME #anyway i'm back on my fanghua bullshit (but was i ever off it)

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newdejavuu · 9 months

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I will probably write about this in more detail later. but while im on the subject of “pre-hiatus/early fob is better than post-hiatus fob” brain rot:

if you look at photos and gifs and videos of soul punk era patrick and think that was the happiest or healthiest that he has ever been. i want you to look in the mirror really closely and examine why. think about it really hard for me ok.

#im begging some of y’all to open ur eyes and read the things you type and say #maybe I’m just projecting bc. of my age and place in life and a variety of other reasons but #soul punk patrick never looked that happy to me #I saw a young man who had been torn to shreds & forced to put himself back together only to be torn to shreds again but now ON HIS OWN #& forced to smile for everyone while he did so #like. his body language during so many interviews and fan interactions. cmon y’all do you not see it #the thinly veiled bitterness and anger #bandom bullshit #kayce’s corner.txt

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silver-horse · 9 months

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it really annoys me that during Astarion's confession scene there isn't a dialogue option to just say "I knew you were dishonest from the beginning" there are multiple shocked/surprised responses and that's especially ridiculous given the fact that he is now even more fake sounding than he was in early access.

#seriously... they made it so obvious... right from the beginning.. he seems very fake in a lot of scenes #even the generic clicked on him dialogue.. in the start it has two versions... one over the top happy smiling ''what can I do for you?''#other times he is looking extremely sad and just says ''yes?'' ... and these two go back and forth ... one or the other if you click on him #bg3 #astarion #baldur's gate 3 #and all of his romance lines are super cheesy fake...very bullshitting the other person...which always bothered me in EA but now it works #and when we start the romance there is an option to say ''you shouldn't do this just because you owe me something'' which he shrugs off #(and honestly kudos to them for including that line... later on I would have felt weird if I didn't pick that dialogue at the start)#bg3 spoilers #bg3 mine #my thoughts #my posts #my post #textposts #text post

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misakarose · 2 years

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RANDOM GOJO SATORU GIFS »「 8/? 」

#jujutsu kaisen #jjkedit #jjkdaily #hyeahjujutsu #dailyanime #fyanimegifs #anisource #gojo satoru #stupid beautiful sorcerer man #*mine #*jjk #*gifs #randomgojo #I'm finally back on my gojo bullshit #his smile in the second gif is SO PRECIOUS

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falderaletcetera · 8 months

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listen. I don't just love father brown because I first saw it while ill with the flu or because it's consistently kind to the outcast in a way that has reviewers calling it Too Woke, obviously a vote in its favour. or because the recurring thief character is very pretty to watch. though those are significant parts of it.

I love it because after eight seasons father brown sits down with the village drunk (a munitions expert in the war, has a soft spot for the parish secretary, name of harold or blind harry) to find out why he gave a murder suspect a false alibi and harry explains to him, calm as you like, that seeing the life leave someone's eyes changes a person, that it's what he reckons brought father brown to his faith, that it's what drove him to drink, and he didn't see that shadow in the guy the police are chasing this time. and father brown, rather than justifying or correcting or dodging or doubting him, says he knows how unjust the situation is. that he got something good out of the horrors of the war. that harry really didn't.

it is not a perfect show and yes I have problems with it but gosh, this is a character who's largely used for comedic beats, albeit kindly, and a scene like this isn't out of place at all but it still takes my breath away. we could've been left with this as subtext, y'know? I hadn't even put together that his alcoholism must have been trauma. but instead harry tells us this directly, tells us it's about guilt, that that's something he shares with father brown, who is competent and so often cheerful and I can't even imagine when he was younger, and it's a moment of such unexpected humanity and respect. and it's such a strange thing to see these characters side by side like that.

the scene ends with father brown calling harry a good man, and harry denying it ("they was only young lads" "so were we, harold. so were we.") and the two them sharing a drink as father brown gets a bit watery-eyed and I'm crying too over my nice cosy 'this is a concerning number of murders for a sleepy english village' show and just. hi. what. ow.

I also haven't recovered from the episode that turned into a heist halfway through but frankly I'm only mentioning that because I don't know how to wrap up a post like this. (it was good though. there were two separate honeypots, three if you count the impromptu replacement, one character terrible at grifting and one unexpectedly great at it, and, somehow, a con within a con. it was really very fun. get a show that can do both, I guess?)

#back on my bullshit (unrepentant)#I was raised so protestant I retain a deep suspicion of priests so this remains very startling to me #something something father brown handshake emoji iroh #love where they are now no clue how they got there but it's always kind of a shock to be reminded there was blood along the way #also like. the kindness. the tea. the fondness for life's small pleasures.#pretending to be harmless and friendly and also BEING harmless and friendly to the core.#this is an association I had not made before so if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go hide my face in a pillow about it #father brown #falderal speaks #love a show that waits until you're comfy and then smacks you with a very human reminder of the horrors of war #love a character with. moral injury. listen shush I'm very predictable I just hadn't put together that it was father frikking brown too #silly little (not little) guy who elbows his way into situations by smiling pleasantly at people and who likes cake and jazz music #it's not like I forget he has depth I just. forget that the story GOES there #and so respectfully. harold who is usually slightly comic relief getting a serious moment that explains a lot and doesn't even feel jarring #I'm stopping here but like. good show‚ show. I did in fact have unexpected emotions about it.

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skateboardtotheheart · 7 months

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hm yes hello good morning good day I am about to lose my shit

#why did i decided to watch the promo while at work????#couldn't fucking tell you #i am trying not to scream #holy FUCK #ive missed them so much #THEY LOOKED SO GOOD #AND THEY WERE SMILING #im gonna cry theyre so cute #i love them #i love this show #im gonna jump back on my bullshit so fast yall dont even know #I LOVE YOUNG ROYALS #young royals #simon eriksson #wilmon #prince wilhelm #young royals season 3

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ccbatman · 5 days

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I once said that I thought Steph would make a great Black Canary, and I still think that's one of the realest takes I've ever had.

Like, this moment seared itself into my head and never faded:

{ Robin 80-Page Giant }

#stephanie brown #dinah lance #spoiler #black canary #me learning about how dinah lost her cry which was as much BULLSHIT as steph's death btw okay hold on i need to get this out of my system #because they had to nerf her SO HARD for that to make sense and it STILL DIDNT BECAUSE ?????? SHE'S THE BLACK CANARY???? THAT GUY WAS A #NOBODY WITH A KNIFE ARE YOU JOKING??? and then the story that follows isnt even really ABOUT dinah it's about ollie and im so. ohhhh my god #JUST like how steph's death was largely brished aside to deal with bruce and jason's angst like. yeah i wanted there to be angst but it #wouldve been nice if it had been about HER for more than five seconds. honestly im so mixed about her death and return tbh. the way they #went about her passing was so weirdly inconsistent through the issues that bruce managing to get her to leslie in time does make sense but #then they do that weird thing with leslie and it's like ???? wha???? i go back and forth on how i feel about steph's return. on one hand i #love how she comes back more focused and stronger largely by her own means but on the other i did want #... something. i wanted her to be angry a bit longer and to deal with the complicated emotions between her 'failing' and bruce's 'failing'#and what that meant for her now. idk i love her batgirl run but it wouldve been nice if she had a bit more space to grieve herself.#anyway later in this issue dinah agrees to mentor steph for a bit and her rules are pretty much the same as bruce's when he made her robin #and if dinah had mentored steph instead of bruce she never would've died ok send tweet #wjshshsk #i love the panels of them looking at each other. dinah looking into steph's eyes and recognising the look in them.#i love how she smiles at stephanie both times. it's so gentle and kind. ily black canary #love posting on blogs where no one follows me. i can just say shit

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fiendishartist2 · 8 months

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everybody knows that, nobody knows that, everybody's in on everybody's business- petscop

Paul adjusted his position on the floor, leaning back in his chair. It creaked under his weight, a high whine that showed its age. His back was aching, but he resolved himself to just put up with it. Anna had set up the room before he got here and Paul really didn't want to talk to her any more than he had to; so now he's stuck, sitting on a wooden chair in the dark, in the guest bedroom of his childhood home. He relaxed as much as he could and sighed, tired of hours of mindless exploration. Looking at his spread of half-written questions and hastily scribbled drawings, Paul couldn't help but feel like he was running in place, getting nowhere while tiring himself out.

"Paul!"

Paul jumped from his seat, heart racing at the unexpected shout. Anna was yelling for him– Anna never raised her voice if she could help it. The sound made Paul want to flee.

Paul hurried to the living room, heart in his throat despite himself. His constricted lungs wheezed with shallow breaths as he padded around in search of Anna. He spotted her dirty blond hair, lifeless against the black-painted walls, before he realised it was her. She stood over the kitchen table, setting down three sets of plates and cutlery. She smiled as Paul approached her, eyes crinkling.

Through the haze, the tinny sound of Petscop's demo theme reached Paul's ears.

He rubbed a hand down his face, skewing his glasses,"Jeez, calm down..."

"Would you answer the door, dear?" Anna asked sweetly, drawing out the last word. Paul grimaced openly at her misplaced care, but obliged. There was no reason to start a fight with Anna and ruin the fragile relationship she thought they had. He trudged towards the front door, swinging it open carelessly.

Out of the darkness, a pair of arms wrapped around Paul tightly, holding him to the chest of the intruder. Paul let out a scream, his earlier fear realised. He struggled against their grip, pushing against his unknown attacker. He felt rabid, consumed by the instinct to kick and scratch at any opening he saw– to scream and cry and beg to be let go. Eventually, he shoved them off, stumbling back into the house.

The figure guffawed in the doorway. They stepped into the hallway light, revealing a tall, broad woman with limp brown curls resting on the shoulders of her worn wool coat. Her big smile and laugh lined face were mocking in their mirth. The woman removed her blue mittens and wiped her eyes.

"Oh-oh you should have seen your face!" She shouted, "Fifteen years and you're still just as funny, Carrie."

Paul startled as Anna touched his shoulder lightly. She sidled next to him and pulled the other woman into a hug.

Anna squeezed his shoulder when they separated, "You remember your auntie Jill, right?"

Paul wrung his hands.

"Um-"

Jill loudly cut him off, "Look at how you've grown! Last I saw you, you were barely 3 feet tall!" She moved forward and attempted to ruffle Paul's unruly hair, easily brushing off how he jerked away from her. Jill elbowed Anna.

"Our little girl's back home, eh Annie?" Anna laughed lightly. Across from them, Paul's stomach lurched, a wave of nausea hitting him suddenly.

"Oh- uh- I'm not, um, who you think I am." Paul's monotone voice cut through their banter. Stiffly, he raised his hand in a meek wave, "I'm Paul."

Paul sighed and joined Anna and Jill in the kitchen. He sat at the table, choosing to sit alone across from them. Anna had obviously planned for this dinner; in the middle of the table sat a stained cast-iron pot, potatoes and chicken floating around in a deep orange sauce, chunks of onion and garlic stuck to the bottom. A bottle of name-brand sparkling water stood next to it, an assortment of mismatched mugs huddled around.

"Huh. Well Ca-" she stopped, letting out a short cough, "Paul, it's nice to see you again."

The two women walked into the kitchen, leaving Paul alone at the door. He ran a hand through his hair, catching on a knot at the back– of course the family had to come visit and of course none of them knew he was actually a man. It wasn't like he ever actually wanted to talk to any of them. Although he barely remembers an "aunt Jill", he understands who she must have been to him when he was still Anna's kid– irritating and abrasive.

Paul’s gaze drifted to the empty air next to him. Something was missing. In four general areas, the table sported white burn rings where too-hot bowls and plates had sat carelessly. Two on one side and two on the other. But for whatever reason, one of the chairs was missing. He stared into the void it left behind, flooded by vague memories of full tables. Someone sat there, he's sure of it, but now the space was only occupied by their absence. It made his heart race just looking at it.

"Paul?"

Broken from his stupor, Paul blinked wildly to reorient himself in the present. Anna frowned and got up to stand Paul's side, rubbing his back with her bony hand. The skin under her hand crawled.

"Are you okay?" Anna cooed. He nudged her arm away and forced a smile on his lips, refusing the urge to scratch at his eyebrows.

"Yeah, I'm- I'm fine."

Paul had the feeling they knew he was lying.

Anna served them all without a word.

After a few minutes of eating in silence, Jill spoke up, "How's- how've you been? Y'know since- since you went to live with uh... y'know." Her loud voice was awkward and cautious, speaking around the toothy grimace that had fixed itself to her face. Anna frowned at her food.

Paul wasn't really sure what she wanted him to say– how could he condense fifteen years into one sentence?

Jill nodded, "That's right, Belle's college aged now, isn't she?" She paused for a second, sneaking a look at Anna, "How about you? Are ya' in school for anything?" Anna's excited grin emerged from her staring contest with her plate and she looked hopefully at Paul.

"Um. Fine, I guess." He winced, that sounded even worse than Jill's attempt. He wracked his jumbled brain for something else to say. Pride bloomed in his chest as he thought about his family.

"B-Belle's in school for- uh- to be a chemist." Paul took a long sip of sparkling water in lieu of replying further. It tasted bitter.

Under her joyful gaze, he squirmed; of course she was only interested in hearing about Paul– a fact that both made him deeply uncomfortable and indignant on Belle's behalf. He stabbed a potato, swirling it around on his plate. Eventually, he offered up a monotone, "No."

Anna leaned forward onto the table, her smile dripping with pity, "Aw, honey, why not? Don't you want to get a good job? You were so smart when you were little. Have a little faith in yourself!" Paul curled in on himself.

"I don't do well in school. Mom thinks I should take my time instead of feeling pressured into going." Paul replied shortly.

Anna's face scrunched like she had been punched square in the nose. Red hot embarrassment flooded her face in a vicious flush.

Jill suddenly clapped her hands and everyone at the table flinched, "Well! That was great." She picked up their empty dishes and stood abruptly from the table, "Thank you, Anna, for the meal. It was delicious." She placed the dishes into the sink and they clashed with the sharp sound of ceramic. Paul jumped violently at the noise.

"It was nice to see you again, Paul." With that, Jill hoisted Anna out of her seat and pulled her into the living room, patting her back and drying her tears with her sweater.

Paul watched Anna weep into Jill's shoulder and couldn’t make himself feel sympathetic. Of course, he felt weird that she was upset, the sight of her crying face sparking that familiar twisting fear in his gut. But those crocodile tears always reared their ugly head when she wanted to push and pull his emotions. Anna said she would never want to hurt him, ignoring just how well she had guilted Paul into handing over the channel and subsequently moving back in with her.

He placed his full plate gently on top of the others, shuddering at the way the delicate plates scraped with the threat of shattering. He crept back upstairs.

It had barely been one whole day and Paul could already feel himself getting sick of this family.

#hey....... whats up guys #smile #im back on my bullshit for like the 4th time. you should all used to this by now #i love thinking about paul being trapped in his childhood home with the family :) its so fun and sillay. im sure hes having a great time #wake up petscop fans i rewrote another petscop fic!!!! this should give you reprieve for like 10 minutes max #my hands hurt and im hungry but its not dinner time for another hour so im gonna go occupy myself #my fic #petscop #paul petscop #paul leskowitz #anna leskowitz #petscop anna #jill mark #petscop jill #sorry for inconsistent tags i forgot which way ive been tagging these things #petscop fic #once again im naming a petscop fic after the most petscop song ever: well better than the alternative by will wood

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mikesbasementbeets · 2 years

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let's start a new party, you and me

#elmax #byler #all of their little smiles i'm going to die they're in loooooove #i'm back on my elmax bullshit btw watch out #mikesbasementbeets posts

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origami-trust · 8 months

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(dracula spoilers) Dracula, Sept. 10: "No man knows, till he experiences it, what it is to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the veins of the woman he loves."

in ~a month, after Mina is bitten: Seward: I'm sorry to see you so pale, Mr. Harker. I know the state of your wife is weighing terribly upon you. It seems a pity we cannot improve Mrs. Harker's condition by attempting a transfusion. Seward: I don't mind confessing to you, it was a sacred experience to give my blood to Lucy. The elation of giving one's own blood to the woman you love is transcendent. Jonathan, hiding hickeys with his jacket lapels and a scarf, swaying slightly, smiling dreamily: ...You don't say.

#dracula #dracula spoilers #dracula daily #should I say I'm back on my bullshit if I never left #seward: giving blood to my love was amazing #jonathan‚ pale and smiling dreamily: ...yeah.#seward: but you didn't donate to lucy?

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lunadensmidnightprowl · 1 year

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This is honestly one of the most goddamn hilarious screencaps I've ever seen from this movie.

#their wild expressions on opposite ends of the spectrum #i'm losing it #i'm howling #for smiles #can you tell i'm back on my blues brothers bullshit?#it wasn't lies just bullshit #the blues brothers #blues brothers #elwood blues #jake blues #life in the 80s #bring back the crabs

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