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Death note should have had like 50% more tennis, I’m talking a tennis match every few episodes
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ato-dato · 1 year
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The CEO makes the rules.
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iinryer · 1 month
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so sorry to be unhinged but i don’t want eddie realizations for another season at LEAST. i want the full drama procedural slowburn experience im so serious
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unspecifiedfigure · 10 months
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he has something to prove
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d3mond4yzz · 3 months
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Playing with fire
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imrowanartist · 21 hours
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The summary of What Else We May Become Part 2: Gaz moping around until Price comes home
(If you haven’t read Part 1 yet, you can find it here!)
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heu-ris-tic · 2 months
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Last day of mondioring seminar and she’s all smiles 🥹
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tortoisebore · 6 months
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someday snippet 🕺
my fav @kaaaaaaarf tagged me in this like multiple days ago & i’m just now getting to it 🫠 but i have multiple things to share with you this time!
here’s the first 400 or so words of chapter 9 AND the chapter summary. as a bonus, i can also tell you for certain that the title is “slow motion” and that this chapter is 100% sirius’ pov 🫶
tagging anyone that hasn’t been tagged & wants to share!! let me read ur wips!! 💃
tw beneath the cut: physical abuse, specifically being hit in the face by a parent
Galavanting, sightseeing, and meeting the parents (amongst other things) (aka New York pt. 1).
Sirius was eleven the first time he thought about running away from home.
The idea came to him on the day of the annual Black Family Christmas Eve Party—a sordid, stuffy affair that usually involved standing next to Regulus in an itchy wool jacket and smiling politely when spoken to by various pompous, wrinkled extended family members. Sometime during cocktail hour, he’d snuck off to steal a bit of dessert from the kitchen only to be caught by his mother halfway down the hall. She’d dragged him upstairs, fuming, angrier than he’d ever seen her, landed a sudden sharp smack to his cheek and banished him to his room without dinner.
Sirius remembered that night vividly—the very first time his mother had hit him, the very first time he hated her enough to want to leave and never come back. That will show her, he’d thought angrily, leaning halfway out his open bedroom window, letting the frigid December wind cool the burning remnants of her hand on his cheek. I’ll run away and find a better mother and she’ll be sorry she wasn’t nicer to me.
Eventually, when the occasional smack on the cheek seemed to get old and his mother took to hitting him with belts and plates and fire pokers instead, Sirius would lose the belief that she would be anything other than relieved to be rid of him.
Even as life at home shifted, growing more explosive and exhausting as the years went on, the plan never changed. From that first Christmas Eve—exactly four years before he’d end up leaving for good, the first of many angry, lonely midnights he spent staring restlessly at the ceiling above his bed—the plan was always James.
Sirius’ first visit to the Potters’ townhouse had felt like walking into an especially pleasant dream—snapping open the gate to the wrought iron fence out front, dropping his backpack neatly by the door while James threw their shoes into a pile down the hall and skidded into the kitchen, pulling handfuls of snacks and treats and sugary drinks from the fridge before thundering upstairs, shouting for Sirius to follow.
It was warm there, full of giant windows and golden light in the summer and crackling fireplaces in the winter, steaming hot dinners and laughter that brought tears to his eyes. Sirius was more himself there than anywhere else—never felt the need to look over his shoulder or tiptoe across rooms because his presence was welcomed. Treasured.
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blowthemoonout · 2 months
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I haven’t had a very good couple of weeks but I hit 100 kudos on my WIP fic today and oh boy did that feel nice. It’s been actual years since I’ve shared any of my writing with anyone (and honestly, almost as long since I’ve done any writing at all), so the positive feedback has been a joy. ❤️
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spyderschaos · 16 days
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I would love love love to hear about the dynamic with pietro, wanda and amber!!! (also cannot wait for chapter two)
Omg omg ok
1. So Amber and Gwanda met in middle school (don’t know which grade exactly) cuz they both had a spider phase (haha)
-Events led to a ‘listing spider facts’ competition and boom besties
2. They both met Pete freshman year of high school. His desk was in front of Amber and he was listening in to their conversation until he decided to jump in with a bad joke and just turn back to his stuff and not talk again
-Then during lunch Amber and Gwanda just sat with him, I like to think they just automatically accepted him into the group
-Pete was just sorta like “huh” and “alright then” so boom besties part 2
3. As said before Gwanda is the responsible one until convinced otherwise, then she’ll help bc if ur gonna do smth dumb you might as well do it as well as u can
4. Pete is no snitch but he’s a horrible liar. So let’s say Amber goes after a bad guy after they, as a group, had decided she should not and would not do that, Pete would try to help her.
-Kinda like “what? Nooo she was with me the whole time. Yeah yeah we went uhhhh duck.. feeding?” And Gwanda looks at him like 🤨 bc he literally texted her (with photos) that he had spent that whole day building a computer from dumpster finds just to see if he could (he could)
5. Amber is always the one walking straight into random shit, as does anyone given the spider-man mantle
6. While Amber and Gwanda are closer, Pietro does not 🙅 get left out (there’s actually three duos in a trio not one) (one would think Amber is the mutual friend and whatnot- NO they are all friends and can, in fact, hang out even if one person is missing)
7. I think Gwanda and Pietro would be more competitive than Gwanda and Amber, at least like trivia wise, especially science
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manwithoutaspleen · 1 month
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Best part about being trans is it gives you something to do. Like ok here are some nice clear goals to attain. HRT. Name change. Top surgery. I can make measurable progress with this
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slythereen · 3 months
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me personally if my best friend was a sainz fan i’d just have to tell them to never speak to me about f1. i am not capable of keeping my haterisms inside
listen i just go [: yeah that’s your man and call it a day 😭😭
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It's not really much, but I wanted to share a kinda validating thing. To preface, we have what feels like limited barriers for memories. I (host) sort of assumed we all shared memories with some dissociating between them. Like remembering through a fog. Which made me honestly feel like maybe I was secretly lying and everyone was fake and all that kinda stuff. Turns out my therapist talked to one of my headmates and told me about the conversation and I did not know everything that had been discussed. Which on the one hand yay I'm not a secret liar. On the other, what else don't I know? But I'm choosing to focus on more barriers then I thought and therefore less likely that I'm lying to myself. If that makes sense. Sorry
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starlooove · 3 months
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When ppl ask why traditional men and women don’t get together the answer is literally so simple. Like these kind of women are all about misogyny until the disrespect comes. And I’m talking true degradation and disrespect; as in they want the man to make all the choices till they realize it’s ALL the choices. They don’t want to think until they realize they don’t GET to. It’s the same reason when ppl ask why ppl like Pearl don’t shut the fuck up since it’s not traditional for women to speak. Their entire view of traditional relationships is Pinterest Boards, Incel tweets, and 40s propaganda posters.
Like it’s all ‘why can’t I just stay at home and cook for the kids’ ok but what happens when you want to go out on a fun trip and he says no. What happens when kid A is sick with X and kid Z is sick with Y and there’s a parent teacher conference for kids L-P and once ur done with all that u have to have food on the table? Like these women don’t think it through at all, which is part of the problem btw like that bimbo resurgence shit is just another excuse for y’all not to fucking think, and then when it’s 30 years down the line and they’re stuck in loveless marriages (because these men don’t love them. They think it’s love but when they tell you to shut the hell up about something you were interested in before them it starts to click) they blame the whole damn world and it’s so sick.
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digyoman · 5 months
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I will listen to any and all Lloyd headcannons!!
What's something you always wanted to get out there? Something interesting you think gets overlooked? Something that deserves clarification? Or anything really! AUs, ideas, random thoughts that hang in your brain.... Please go off!!
(I'm always here for more Stand time!!)
mouse!! thank you for the ask, you are my greatest enabler and i love you for it. <3
honestly this SO hard to answer because i have so much to say. probably too much. i looked through some of my old notes in preparation for this post and all i can say is. jesus christ. there is a lot to unpack and i can’t fit it all into one post so i’m just going to stick with the basics!
so, here are digyoman’s lloyd headcanons 101 (based on the book and mostly vegas-centric!):
he doesn’t like to be alone. super brilliant observation, i know! 👍 he can be left on his own, it’s not that big of a deal, but generally i think he tends to feel cornered when he’s isolated for too long. so, he ends up lurking around the casino a lot, just to be near other people. and sometimes he falls asleep there. if you catch him snoozing at a crap table leave him ALONE it’s none of your business!
he has extremely questionably probably disordered eating habits. i don’t think this needs much explanation. he eats a lot, refuses to “waste” food, and occasionally hoards shit in case of an emergency. it gets better after a while, but never fully goes away.
he probably has some form of ocd. yes this means compulsive showering. it also means he has weird thought loops and tends to draw connections where there are none. he doesn’t think of himself as superstitious, but he’s also out here assuming that he can survive almost any situation by thinking “i don’t want to die,” over and over and that is not a normal train of thought. it is, however, the only way he can make sense of how he’s survived this long, and it gives him an illusion of control in situations where he really doesn’t have any say over his own life.
he dissociates during the executions. anyone who says “pretend like you don’t know him,” while trying to kill someone is not checked into reality you can’t fool me. he disconnects from himself throughout the whole show and probably for a while after, so he has little to no memory of actually crucifying anyone, but he sure knows it happened! it gets a lot worse when the crucifixions happen more often—the frequent dissociation combined with his intense stress over trying to keep vegas from falling apart builds towards a total break from reality near the end. i think glen’s death is a tipping point for him, and even if the bomb hadn’t gone off shortly after that, he would not have survived much longer.
when he first arrived in vegas, he got a kick out of dressing in sharp clothes and strutting around the casinos like a big shot. but after a while of this, he realized they weren’t really genuinely him, so he defaults back to casual clothes. but he still has those outfits and he will break them out again if he ever wants to make an impression!
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spicyliumang · 9 months
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He’s just so handsome in a suit!!😭😩💙
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