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thedeathdeelers · 9 months
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love to hate you hate to love you; you know the drill
“but- but i thought you hated me?” julie asks, mouth still hanging open, eyes wide.
luke stares at her for few moments, his eyes tracing every line on her face, before reaching over and cupping her face in his hands. he pulls her in a little closer shaking her slightly.
“you thought…i didn’t like you?” he says, head tilting as he questions her.
“hate,” she amends in a mumble, nodding, his hands moving with the motion.
“i-“ he starts, then cuts himself off laughing, making julie frown the longer he shakes with mirth.
“luke!” she tries to stomp her foot on the ground, but stops herself when she realises how childish that might come off as. she does poke him in the chest to get his attention though.
luke just shakes his head as he continues to chuckle, thumbs swiping across her cheeks. the laughter eventually tapers off, his eyes shimmering with humour…and a hint of something else.
“jules,” he breathes, gaze locked on hers. “i’ve been head over heels for you from the moment we met.” he says it so matter-of-factly that it takes julie a second to process. she blinks up at him, colour starting to flood her cheeks at the realisation of what he had just said.
no julie, focus.
she shakes her head slightly, cheeks rubbing against the palm of his hands, and speaks up.
“so i…i’ve been living in my own sworn enemy drama this entire time?”
luke lifts an eyebrow at her, a grin stretching across his face.
“sworn enemy? come on boss, you’ve been watching way too many shows lately.”
julie rolls her eyes at luke as she lets out a puff of air.
“i cant believe you like me. that you liked me this whole time.” julie sighs, a small smile making its way known on the corner of her lips. “i wasted so much energy trying to hate you.”
luke lets out another chuckle, before pulling her in and pressing a kiss to her forehead.
“i cant believe you thought i could ever hâte you.”
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cursingtoji · 2 months
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“hm hello? do you need help?” yuuji approached the lady walking the hallways so slowly she seemed lost.
“huh?” you turned and he smiled, thinking how gorgeous you looked. your uniform was a lot like nobara’s, although it was lighter, like it was slightly bleached or just worn a lot, “no, i… i go here.”
“oh are you gojo-sensei’s student too?” he was excited to meet another student, it was such a big school for just a few people.
“gojo… sensei” you repeated confused.
“oh you must be utahime-sensei’s student then? from kyoto?” he tilted his head, like a puppy.
“utahime…” you whispered, “is geto here?” you asked with a certain urgency in your voice, “geto suguru.”
“who? geto?” he scratched his head, trying to remember if he heard about a sensei called geto suguru, “i don’t think i—“
“itadori!” megumi called from outside, yuuji saw him die below through the open windows of the second floor he was at, his classmate probably saw him as well.
“ah fushiguro!” he greeted his friend and turned back to you, “i’ll ask megumi, he’s been here for longer than me.”
“who you talking to?!” megumi shouted.
“her!” he pointed, you were in front of him, right by the opened window too, he couldn’t see you?
megumi even moved a bit, “itadori, there’s no one there. stop playing, we got to leave!” megumi scolded him before entering the building.
“eh?” yuuji was frowning.
“sorry, i think i’m in the wrong place” you bowed and turned away running.
“wait!” he ran after you, turning corners he thought you could’ve gone but after a few ones he reached a dead end.
“hm? yuuji?” gojo emerged from a classroom.
“gojo-sensei! there was… someone…” he looked around.
“oi, we’re waiting for you, let’s go” megumi came from where he was, grabbing yuuji by the hood of his uniform and dragging him away.
gojo watched through a window as they walked down the staircase until both boys walked out of the building.
“that was weird” you murmured from inside the classroom he was in, “that boy called you sensei” you put more rice into your hungry mouth, “does yaga know you’re pretending to be a teacher here?”
satoru closed the door, lighting another incense on the table that you used to sit. where every year on the anniversary of your death he built a shrine with food you liked.
“i thought haibara was in a mission but i saw him by the tree” you pointed behind you with your chopsticks, where, outside the classroom and behind the building remained the tree you always had lunch underneath during hot summer days.
he undid the blindfold, letting his hair fall as he sat in front of you, admiring how you never aged a day. after all, you couldn’t.
in fact, it seemed like you didn’t realize how much time has passed. every year you appeared and every year you thought it was still 2006, when you had two kouhais that did everything you asked, a girl best friend that insisted you smoked with her and two boys that were helplessly in love with you. the last year you were alive.
“is suguru not coming?” you asked with your mouth full.
gojo swallowed hard, “no, angel. it’s just us.”
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aeymii · 4 months
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🍷✨
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alexassanart · 3 months
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favourite scenes from pacific rim 3 💙
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egophiliac · 2 months
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(almost) four years in, and I finally had time to draw something for the anniversary! woo! 🎉🎉🎉
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phantasm-echo · 2 months
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Probably my favourite scene from the premiere, she was so based for kicking that droid
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altschmerzes · 2 years
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gen fic appreciation post. i love you gen fic. i love you serious, plot-heavy gen fic. i love you funny, lighthearted gen fic. i love you angsty whump and h/c gen fic. i love you emotionally complex and intimate gen fic. i love you super long chaptered gen fic. i love you oneshot gen fic. i love you strictly canon adherent gen fic. i love you alternate universe gen fic. i love you crossover gen fic. i love you gen fic about queer identity and relationships. i love you found family gen fic. i love you gen fic.
(edited to add: by ‘gen fic’ this post is NOT referring to rating. it is referring to fic that is not about and does not prominently feature romance, regardless of rating.)
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wilcze-kudly · 5 months
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You know what guys?
In like the first episode of Atla when Zuko captures Aang i genuinely think they'd end up becoming friends even faster than in canon. Like.... Zuko trapped on a boat with Aang for at least several months??? Constant exposure to the sweet eternal sunshine child? Zuko doesn't stand a chance. Also uncle Iroh would not help in the slightest l, he'd be down in the brig having tea with his newest adopted child.
Angsty addon: Aang learns about the Airbender genocide from Zuko and Zuko gets to witness the horror and grief his 'great nation' has caused, first hand. Three cheers for questioning your own morality.
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rapidhighway · 6 months
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trying to show you the absolute cinema i had the pleasure of watching in tonights dream. We could’ve had it all
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catocappuccino · 5 months
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Hehe
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gunpowdercarousel · 9 days
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Honestly MAJOR missed opportunity for Karlach to have some kind of permanent 'buff' that deals minor fire damage to anyone who touches her in melee. Like obviously it'd be strong for fighting beasts, because every time they hit her with claws/fangs they take damage, but just from a STORY-TELLING ASPECT?
How heartbreaking would it be when you're trying to cast Cure Wounds on her? In order to heal her, you have to hurt yourself and she KNOWS IT. You go to cast Longstrider on the party and you hesitate as you reach Karlach. Yeah, it's only a few points of damage, it's not that big a deal, but does she REALLY need it? Is it worth it?
You linger, hesitate. You realize you don't want to touch her. You realize that's what EVERYONE thinks when they see her. You realize she KNOWS You're hesitating, staring at her sheepishly as you try to think of whether or not it's worth the pain just to help her.
You learn to support her from a distance. Healing Word. It's not as effective, but you don't need to get hurt for her sake. And so she learns to get used to receiving help from a distance. Just words of encouragement. It's all anyone wants to give her. Maybe it's all she'll ever get.
Aid? Bardic Inspiration? You don't need to touch her to give it to her. You can keep her at a distance and not get burned. And you're still helping her.
It's just... cold.
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OOC
seeing this become a common wizardposting thing I guess so if this gets 5k notes I’ll do one (1) iota of self care
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love how Solar Opposites started out as a sitcom about two aliens who can't stand each other, stuck with their teenage clones (whom they also can't stand) & a toddler antichrist (whom they view as a sort of self-sufficient free-roaming hamster?) on a stupid planet they can't stand
and 4 seasons later it's a sitcom about a family of genderqueer aliens, headed by a gay couple in a happy & horny open marriage (with a graphic off-screen sex life, despite their canonical lack of genitalia?) teaching themselves to be okay parents to their 3 kids (whose Sci-Fi Antics now slightly-less-frequently revolve around wreaking havoc on human bystanders, and slightly-more-frequently revolve around alien-clone-sibling-bonding*), to the point that the central plot point becomes "We need to provide our toddler antichrist with a stable home environment."
(also the grumpy alien husband is too busy ingratiating his family with their suburban neighbors to even remember whom or what he dislikes. what is this show)
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solarockk · 2 months
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13 year old tea
designs // first meeting
shiny duo pokemon au "Pokémon’s Shiny Jewels Sun&Moonstone" by @wyvernspirit and I
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keferon · 2 months
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……..so there’s that fic I was speedreading for the last two days haha...
Streetwise looked between all the occupants, getting a read on them. He quite liked his ability for gauging his first impressions of them – it was extremely entertaining figuring out who was all bark and who had the bite to back it up in an easy to read scale that ran from white, through to blue, green, and yellow, before flowing into oranges, reds, purples and black – although he’d only ever seen black once, and that was Optimus Prime. So. To be expected, honestly.
The engineers were pretty standard, the coloured halo around their helms shades of warm yellow and green. The head of Special Operations was purple – as expected. Streetwise looked to Prowl, expecting it to be blue, green at most.
Black.
It was black.
Now..I know all this sounds pretty dark, but trust me, this fic is cute and funny and I love it~
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rosedavid · 3 months
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I just don’t understand how some people will sit here and nitpick these shows. Because of course I want it to be accurate, but more than anything I want it to have the same heart as the original. I want to be able to immerse myself in that world, not criticize every single thing that might not be the same. I want to experience my childhood again, and this show did that. Regardless of any differences, it had the essence of the book, so who cares about the details? This is what I waited years for, and it’s finally here and god damn it I’m gonna enjoy every second and experience the warm fuzzies again.
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