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chiarrara · 1 month
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"Are you sure that's what you want?"
"I'm sure."
Queering JJK: Megumi x Noritoshi, Part 1 | Part 2 | Megumi x Todo | Yuuji x Todo || for @hanaverse-blog
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suaimhneas-gairid · 1 month
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Vax'ildan 🪶👑🗡️
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biffybobs · 6 months
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With the restaurant opening soon, Tino thought his sister might like to learn a few cooking tips and maybe help out from time to time. What she lacked in skill she made up for in enthusiasm.... and gas.
Despite the flatulence, she did help us check off another aspiration milestone.
Sell a poor quality item for 100 Simoleons ✔️
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swaps55 · 4 months
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WIP Wednesday
Tagged by @daggertongue and @rotschopf-thedrow, thank you!
Tagging @polarlys, @stormikins, @parker-of-loxley, @thoughtsofthegirlwiththecurl, if you feel so inclined!
From Mezzo:
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The hold just below engineering is dark and deserted, just like Jack wants it, close enough to the engines to feel the thrum, far enough from the foot traffic she can spare herself the stares of Cerberus’ lackeys. After telling the prick from engineering what she would do to his prick if he made another pass at her, he hasn’t made another trip down the stairs. The yeoman who had brought down the cot had tried to give her a nice, warm, friendly welcome.
She doubts that yeoman will be coming back anytime soon.
A smile can be as deadly as a gun if you believe in it. But Jack hasn’t believed in a smile for a long time, and she always carries a gun.
The gravity well dips sharply, prickling her skin with gooseflesh. It’s not the engines. She looks down in the direction of the cargo bay, curiosity getting the better of her.
Cerberus ship, captained by a biotic wearing a Cerberus uniform who insists he isn’t Cerberus, and seems to be a shitty biotic. The way he fumbles with the gravity well like he’s trying to find a clit suggests either he’s telling the truth, or Cerberus isn’t training their biotics the way they used to.
Like the way they trained her.
At first, she’d assumed this was a ship she’d use and lose at the next port. But maybe, just maybe, she’d stumbled onto a bigger prize.
Perhaps it’s time to really size up her enemy.   
She pushes up off the cot and winds up the stairs towards the elevator. Her stomach growls, the first signs of the appetite suppression from cryo finally wearing off, but now that’s she’s got the thought of Shepard in her teeth, she’s going hunting for a different kind of meal.
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filthygood · 2 months
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Currently falling apart with exhaustion
But curious what songs remind you of past lovers (and probably always will)
I don’t know you; you don’t owe me
No context
And especially no judgements
I’ll go first
We looks like giants / death cab for cutie
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abirddogmoment · 11 months
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Was there a moment when you and Mav first clicked? It’s been such a joy to see you guys together for the past few years, thank you for sharing your adventures with us ❤️
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I'm really glad you guys asked this one because it took a really REALLY long time for me and Mav to bond for realsies.
I wanted a stable puppy for sports and I had basically no other criteria for what I wanted in a dog. Mav's breeder assigned homes at 8 weeks old so I went to pick Mav up not knowing which puppy was mine. In my mind I was picturing a little liver male so I wasn't ready when she gave me the tri puppy. I loved him, but I was reserved about it.
Mav was easygoing from day 1, but he was also ferociously independent. He didn't need me and he made that very clear. I experienced a huge learning curve, going from a dog who worshiped me to a dog who didn't care if I lived or died. I thought I wasn't cut out for Mav and I seriously debated bringing him back to his breeder for over a year.
At some point we were living in Yellowknife just the two of us and something shifted. It wasn't all at once, but one day I noticed it was easier. He was offering check ins, I could trust him in more situations, he acted according to his training, and I got better at handling him clearly. I genuinely started liking his company, he slowly turned into a "bring everywhere" dog, and we learned how to be a team. It was really something special to experience, although it was a really trying time for that first little bit.
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jakascoo · 2 months
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Kara: There are no friends when playing board games. I am here to win.
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🥚🔨
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gallawitchxx · 1 year
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🖤 barber!mickey & (not so) shaggy!ian 🖤
here's the 44th installment for this week's @galladrabbles prompt: i lose, to watch you win by @energievie
catch up/read in full HERE -- updates weekly! [ read scenes one & two in their entirety ON AO3 ]
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Ian leans in again, pressing his lips to Mickey’s in a peck that lingers too long on the pull back.
Suddenly, a woman pushing a stroller passes on their right, her tiny tot giggling at a volume that pulls both of their attention; their limbs a flurry as they step back—the Southside having shaped them both.
This is part where Mickey’d clam up, take space, push away, but those demons are suspiciously silent, replaced with foolish notions of love and grandeur. Like he’d lose, just to watch Ian win.
He blushes, straightening his spine. “Alright, alright, I’m fucking starving.”
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ronandhermy · 11 months
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Exciting news!
In posting my last fic Harvard Boys I have now officially written over ONE MILLION WORDS of fanfiction. Specifically, 1,033,211!!!
I’m very proud of me
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aljedd · 2 years
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I wonder what he’s looking at…
I appreciate reblogs but please do not repost.
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fruitless-vain · 1 year
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We found! His brain! In the backyard!
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echo-lore · 2 years
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Back on my shit gentleman, ladies, and creature of the void (we accept everyone here)
trigger warning; suicide is mentioned
Today I wish to talk about some httyd thoughts I had (and look I know it doesn’t make sense since hiccup always wanted to kill dragons till he learnt that their capable and intelligent creatures but let me have some fun okay? School has been killing me-)
Okay so I find it really interesting if toothless wasn’t the first dragon hiccup ever had interacted with one on one
I like to think, that the first dragon he ever interacted with, was a terrible terror.
Hiccup wasn’t having a fun time. He liked to think that he could deal with the bullying. With the mean adults. With the weird stares, and even with the multiple death threats he would get on the daily behind his fathers back (he may have been a runt, but he was the chiefs son. A useless and annoying runt, but the chief son nonetheless (sometimes he wonders if he was anybody else, if everyone would still treat him so badly)).
One time, all of it came to a head. He had been enduring this for years (I imagine this would happen around 8-10 years old) plus if he was useless, surely nobody would care if the wind was to just sweep him off the cliff. Plus he was small enough that he believed it could happen. (He was too scared to throw himself off; lest they say that Hiccup the Useless gave up (he did, he just didn’t want his dad to know, Stoick would throw him off the cliff side himself)).
He sat himself right at the edge of the cliff, ready for the next gust of wind, until he saw a small terrible terror. This thing was tiny, even smaller than the regular terrible terror he had seen. He saw as it climb on to a rock and threw itself off, just to fall on its face, to get back up again and try it all again. He thought it was stupid, why keep trying if it’s obvious you won’t succeed?
He stayed watching as it repeated the process.
Again and again a and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again-
It was close to midnight by the time he realized that the wind had stopped. It was midnight when he saw the little terrible terror finally be able to fly, and he sat there as if in a trance as it flew to Thor knows where.
That’s when he realized how much of a fool he was being. If a dragon of all things could continue trying and trying and trying even when it had been beaten down by the force of gravity, and still getting what it wanted, with no one’s help-
Then so could he.
And that night, little hiccup went home, a little bit cold, a father worried and a little bit scared, a mentor who looked at him with a bit of a knowing looked and a new vigor in his little brain.
He was gonna kill a dragon, no matter what anyone said.
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jealousofthetea · 2 years
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i’ve started reading the murderbot diaries
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treacherous · 1 year
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I've been working on tour headers and icons for the past month and I think they're close to being ready !!
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amethystsoda · 1 year
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For the festival, they had an anime art competition, where you could draw something original on site with their supplies—I did this Rohan and Heaven in about 1.5 hours with a 2b pencil, a sharpie, and crappy colored pencils 💜💚
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