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evocatiio · 2 years
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I started watching Evil and it’s exactly what I need right now. Literal monster of the week but pretty much no cops is the dream. I’m only 5 episodes into s1 but I’m loving it. Ben is my fave, but also I love the demon and everyone else the cast has great chemistry. I’m hoping they lean into the supernatural more as the show goes on. Can’t believe CBS is producing something this good tbh.
exactly! The King's said procedural but no cops only fucked up sleep paralysis demons and social commentary about religion and the true evils of systematic oppression (which is probably why the show is no longer on cbs lmao)
anyway glad you're enjoying it!
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britcision · 2 months
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Hey by the way if anyone tries to deny Kabru is a judgy bitch I’ll send you the panels of him calling everyone worthless
Respect his duality he’s a good boy who genuinely wants the best for everyone but also thinks he has to do everything himself despite being the Least Qualified Ever because no one else lives up to his standards
He doesn’t even want to look at monsters but oh well every single other person is a piece of shit let’s go get my friends killed over and over again
He’s interesting BECAUSE he’s not one dimensional Good Pure Boy all the time, he’s a judgy manipulative little shit who will eat monsters if it gets him towards his goals, which are “nobody should be killed by monsters actually” and “i want to know what the fuck is going on”
He coulda had ONE honest conversation with Laios and known literally everything about him, Laios has never met a filter
But Kabru was raised for a good chunk of his life (6-18) by Milsiril, and for all he believes elves can never understand short lived people… he picked up the whole “I must be secretive and always conceal my own motivations”
He only breaks under literally the most intense high pressure situation he’s likely to see in his life, which along with being the potential goddamn apocalypse is also a rehashing of All Of His Personal Trauma oh and also Every Suspicion He Ever Had About This One Guy
He’s not more honest because he’s an honest person, he’s more honest because he forgot how sentences work when he finally caught Laios and doesn’t have the bandwidth to play the constant 4D chess in his head that underpins his EVERY INTERACTION WITH EVERYONE EVER until Marcille takes the lion
Kabru’s a pretty good person, with extremely good motivations and goals.
He’s a manipulative son of a bitch who will do anything, anywhere, anytime, to meet those goals, and spends a solid chunk of his time and energy on reading people so he can be someone they like… regardless of his own feelings.
He’s the living The Good Of The Many Outweigh The Needs Of The Few, and solidly puts himself in with “the few” by doing shit he hates because he thinks it’ll help.
Isn’t that more interesting than “oh he would never manipulate anyone, he’s so nice and good all the time”?
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deerspherestudios · 6 months
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i'm 11 sprites and one beta test away from releasing the Day 2 update i really wanna get it done before I get busy w college again waughgh
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jonny-b-meowborn · 4 months
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chat what do you think
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marblerose-rue · 7 months
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must be fall
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kiekiecarrera · 1 year
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P4L. It's Kiara, man. No way she sent that as bait, they'd have to kill her.
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roguelov · 11 months
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dailydccomics · 8 days
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Star Sapphire ✫ by Ariel Colón
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fiendishartist2 · 7 months
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KEEP GAME CONSOLE RUNNING
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strangersmunsons · 5 months
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Eddie's making a pie for Thanksgiving. he's trying his best. eddie munson x gn!reader, ~1000 words
“Are you sure you can handle this?”
“Oh, c’mon.”
“Eddie…”
“Yes! You got nothin’ to worry about, sweetheart.”
Even he knows he doesn’t sound very convincing. He scans the array of ingredients laid out on the kitchen table — flour, sugars, assorted fruits, butter, et cetera — and winces. 
You make a funny noise, something between a sigh and a chuckle. “I told you I can do it when I get home. Really, I don’t mind.” 
Luck would have it that Eddie gets the day before Thanksgiving off instead of you.
You’ve always been responsible for bringing dessert to the big holiday feast; you’re a pretty skilled baker and like to make a few different pies so everyone can have their favorite kind. But working until 5 o’clock in the evening the day before leaves you with a pretty limited window to finish them all, especially since you’ll be dog-tired from the long shift.
Which is why your sweet, woefully-inept boyfriend volunteered to start the process for you.
“I got it,” he tells you firmly. “Let me do at least one for you, okay? The fruit one. You said that one takes the longest, so I’ll get it out of the way.”
He can practically feel your hesitation. But after a long pause, you cede. 
“Alright. And remember I bought you pie crust so you won’t have to make one, okay? That’s half the battle, so it shouldn’t be too difficult.”
“You don’t trust me to make pie crust from scratch?”
“Frankly, I don’t. I do love you, though.”
He smiles.
“I love you too.”
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The kitchen looks a mess. The recipe emblazoned Triple Berry Pie is stained and wrinkled, and Eddie keeps squinting at one particular line of direction:
“Gently stir mixture until thickened, 2-5 minutes.”
It’s bordering on twenty minutes at this point and Eddie is still stirring a very watery, fruity soup on the stove. 
“Two to five minutes my ass,” he mutters, growing more annoyed by the second.
What is he doing wrong? He did what the recipe said to do. And he can’t lie, it smells pretty damn good, if he does say so himself. Warm sugar and a spritz of lemon juice coat the simmering berries and the scent has his mouth watering as he makes the would-be pie filling.
Would-be, if the cornstarch would do its damn job. 
He stirs faster, face scrunching in frustration as he whips the mixture around. 
A splash of liquid sloshes over the side, instantly sizzling as it makes contact with the hot burner. 
“Shit!”
He lets out a loud groan, and throws his head back dramatically. 
He glances at the phone hanging on the wall, wondering how bad of a boyfriend he’d be if he called you at work for help.
It’s tempting.
“It’s fine,” he says aloud to no one in particular, and grabs the box of cornstarch, shaking more of the powder into the saucepan without bothering to measure anything. He adjusts the heat and continues to stir for a few more minutes, all the while trying to resist the urge to lob the whole thing across the room. 
When it finally starts to thicken to a more jam-like consistency, Eddie almost cries in relief.
He immediately pours the filling into the ready-made Pillsbury shell — the “Allow filling to cool for 15 minutes” direction going completely over his head — and dumps a fistful of crumble topping over it. 
He feels like the proudest man on Earth when he finally snaps the oven door shut. 
He feels less proud when he takes it out some forty-odd minutes later, and sees the final product.
“Nooooo,” he whines, ovenmitt hands flying up in distress. 
He’s not too sure what happened, exactly, but it doesn’t look good — filling has leaked out all over the sides of the pie tin, blobs of congealed fruit completely obscuring the once-neatly crimped edges of the crust. He cringes when he sees that it’s dripped all the way to the bottom of the oven, leaving blackened puddles that are definitely gonna be a bitch to clean. And the ‘crumble’ on top? A pile of dust. Ashy. Unappetizing.
He heaves a shuddery sigh, brow furrowed in anguish. 
You’re gonna be so disappointed.
He thinks of Thanksgivings past where, if anything you made had even the tiniest flaw, you moaned in dismay, wanting your family and friends to have the very best you could give them. How gutted would you be when you came home and saw this abomination?
He doesn’t have to wait long to find out, apparently — he can hear the front door opening as his mind clouds with panic.
“Eddie?”
You pad into the kitchen, greeted by the sweet aroma of baked goods and the sight of your flustered boyfriend clutching an over-full pie between two flowery ovenmitts. He looks so distraught that you immediately become concerned, and close the distance separating you. 
“What’s wrong?” You stand behind him and wrap your arms around his waist. 
“I fucked it up,” he replies quietly. “I’m sorry.”
“Oh, honey, it looks fine.” 
Maybe it's not the exact product you would have come out with, but it's not nearly as bad as he seems to think it is. You know he gave it his best shot, and you love him for it. 
You give him a squeeze. “There’s just too much filling, that’s all. When that happens and the oven’s really hot, then it can bubble over. It’ll still be delicious.”
“It looks like someone got cremated on top,” he complains. 
He’s not totally wrong. Even you’re not sure how he managed that.
“It’s fine,” you reassure him. “We’ll just…spread it around or, um, scoop some off. Sprinkle some sugar on it. Then it’ll be perfect.”
He sulks. “I’m sorry,” he repeats. 
There’s a pang in your heart. “Eddie. I know you’ve never baked in your life, so for you to do this for me was a huge help.” You press a kiss to the middle of his back. “I love you. It’s great.”
He softens a little. You teasingly pull on one of his curly tendrils. “Will you at least keep me company in the kitchen while I make the others? Or are you too traumatized to be in there?”
“No, of course I will. And I’ll help you.” He considers. “Although, I think you should probably take the lead,” he says sheepishly. 
“Sounds like a plan.”
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happy thanksgiving to anyone who celebrates! and if u don't have a wonderful regular thursday anyway <3 i do make this pie every year, with this crumble, if anyone is interested :^)
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infamous-if · 1 year
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Will we see or hear from Jazzy again? I miss her :,)
Yes!!! She will make multiple appearances plus she’s getting married and who else would attend but her best friends 🥹
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worstloki · 1 year
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Personally I think Thor should be able to hear electricity going on around him and it should bother him a lot btw. He hates the fridge intimately
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imperiuswrecked · 2 months
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Polaris Fans: Can Lorna have some character development? Can Lorna get some character focus? Can we explore her friendships? Her relationship with her family? Can we unpack her Genosha trauma? Can we get her a love interest who isn't Alex Summers? Can we have a solo comic or series for her? Can we have anything???
Marvel: Uhhh. yeah. hold on. *rummages in the trash* you can have Lorna holding a coffee cup in every comic until it becomes her whole personality. It's quirky!
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willowycreature · 9 months
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jonsa is so perfect to me because they crave the same things (jon secretly, sansa not so secretly) and the fact that two of them weren't the closest growing up but sansa is still going to the wall because she knows jon will keep her safe and when jon comes back darker sansa would be kind of a light also he's literally the hero she called for
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4me2knowandyou2wonder · 6 months
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Teeth Headcanons for Modern Warfare characters
As the winner of our first pole, we will be starting with everyone's not so, maybe sometimes favorite baby man...
Graves!
Yep. Graves was the braces kid. He just was.
At 13 his American ass was told by the dentist to go to the orthodontist. His mother dragged him there despite his protests and he was put in big metal brackets. (He had some normal crowding and a healthy underbite) Graves was awful at wearing his rubber bands, just awful and had braces for 3 years. Almost all his teen pictures have that metal smile on display.
Graves also was the type to not know what color brackets look good and constantly switched them around so half his photos not only have a metal smile but also have a candy-colored metal smile - Blue, green, yellow, and red all clashing on his teeth. (You know he did red white and blue at least twice)
His wisdom teeth were removed at 18 because his mouth is too small for them. His mother made a video of him on the anesthetic drugs as he says all sorts of things. He definitely cried a few times. Graves swears the video has never seen the light of day - he’s wrong and his shadows can prove it. Mercenaries can always find a way.
After getting his braces off, Graves never truly wore his retainer. He lost it within the first year he was prescribed it and never let his family replace it.
Today, It shows in his teeth. Their crookedness and original setup has all but fully returned. Graves has genetically yellow teeth (fig 1) and they're going to be that color even though he brushes them 13/14 times he’s supposed to. (this success is mainly because his shadows will comment if his breath stinks.) lastly, Graves does not floss and refuses to with the conviction of a man with toxic masculinity. 
NOT LASTLY I just rewatched some graves scenes on confirm his underbite and not only is it *really there* its there because he is shoving his jaw up and out like he’s chewing tobacco (fig 2 & 3). Which made me realize… this bitch probably chews tobacco! So put dozens of cavities, worn away enamel, and early tooth loss on your Graves bingo cards!  Figures under the cut
Please excuse the quality I took this with my phone camera off my computer screen while binging the cod games. It was snapped in moments of excitement over teeth and not meticulously clipped from the videos for posting purposes o7
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(Fig 2) these next two were screen shots from a not 1080p video and you can tell. But they do their job. Also, hi ghost!
You can’t tell me this man hasn’t chewed tobacco before … look at the way he hold his face !
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(Fig 3)
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i love haircuts. i cant stop petting the back of my skull
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