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cambieart · 9 months
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Lucio Morgasson has been spotted falling down the stairs at the masquerade
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pocketknfe · 2 years
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This is a dead fandom.
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Season 2 Fowdo everyone
In case anyone is curious, the official kanji for Shindo’s name is 進藤平治. I had to go through the depths of Japanese Blue Eye Samurai Wikipedia to find it.
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dracoxmalereader · 5 months
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This is so Draco coded 🤭 In no universe will I ever believe Draco Malfoy can love someone a normal amount.
Imagine him falling head over heels for the reader and it's just 0 to 100 immediately, no middle ground whatsoever. Especially if it's still during their time at Hogwarts before Draco becomes a death eater. He's a very black and white thinker! He doesn't have room to just like somebody a little bit.
(Although the idea of his feelings for Y/N being the first and only grey-area in his thought process is a tempting concept, I won't lie. "I'm so sure about everything else, why am I not sure about you?" type of internal conflict.)
So much brainrot over this, expect a ficlet based on this tweet by later today or tomorrow. Draco's sudden realization of his feelings for m!reader and the immediate full-blown obsession that follows. Very intense guy, Draco is. And we all love him for it.
Sorry I haven't posted any actual stuff in a hot minute, I'm plagued by 100k+ word ideas and no time to write them. TT
I'm still behind in school too so sorry if posting is slow. <3
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37 years ago today steve harrington shot his shot at bisexuality only for eddie munson to call him ‘big boy’ and promptly die 🖤
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serenescribe · 3 months
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This is a silly little fic that sparked from a conversation I had with @hanafubukki, and so I wrote it! What started as a discussion about Lilia eating teabags quickly shifted into the very sweet idea of a young Silver bringing his papa some tea leaves.
I hope you enjoy!
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Lilia smiles as he hears the front door open, the sound of the creaking hinges reaching his ears. “You’re finally back, Silver,” he greets, turning from where he’s been preparing something at the kitchen counter — mixing plenty of flour and berries and a little bit of sauce together for quite the splendid treat! — to face the door.
He watches as Silver, nearly five years old and dressed in a shirt and some patchwork overalls, stumbles through, a small little pouch clutched in his hands. Tilting his head, Lilia asks, “What have you there, hm?”
Silver doesn’t speak, not until he totters over to the little kitchen area where Lilia crouches in. It’s only then that he raises the pouch, a resolute expression on his face — and how amusing it is, Lilia snickers silently to himself, to see such seriousness on that chubby-cheeked face! “This is… for Toto,” Silver insists, pushing the pouch into Lilia’s hands.
Lilia blinks. “Well now,” he says, reaching out to ruffle Silver’s hair, his other hand holding the mystery pouch. “What a kind boy you are, thinking about me while you’re out in the woods!” And this isn’t abnormal by any means, because Silver always comes home with a gift for him, be it berries — poisonous and otherwise; the poor child doesn’t know any better just yet — or a wilting bouquet of wildflowers, but Lilia relishes in it anyways. Affirmative remarks are helpful for raising a boy as young as Silver — or so he’s been told by the Zigvolts.
Silver giggles as Lilia runs a hand through his hair, mussing up those light strands. “Open it, open it!”
So Lilia does, pulling on the string and loosening the pouch. And as soon as he does, he finds…
A handful of shredded leaves, some wet moss, a couple of berries — the non-poisonous ones, and Lilia sighs with relief at the knowledge that Silver has caught on — and, to top it all off, a pinecone.
Lilia blinks. “This is lovely, Silver,” he says, and he’s not lying, because anything this sweet human boy he’s growing fonder of, day after day, brings to him sparks a bit of warmth in his heart. “But… what is it?”
And imagine Lilia’s surprise when Silver grins at him brightly, and says, “Tea!”
It clicks for him after a moment’s pause, mind caught on that one word before everything falls into place. Oh, Lilia realises, eyeing the pouch, at the way the leaves have been shredded, the small size of the pinecone, everything clumped together. It looks much like the contents of the little canister of tea leaves he has, a gift from Baul’s daughter along with a teasing note about drinking it if he finds it a bit hard to sleep.
Silver has brought him tea leaves. Silver had watched him scoop them out and steep them in water, perched on tiptoes on a stool pushed up against the counter as Lilia prepared breakfast, and thought to himself that he would go out in the woods and get Lilia some tea.
Warmth swells forth within his heart in one big burst, engulfing his chest until it reaches his cheeks.
Whisking the pouch to the counter with his magic, Lilia sweeps up Silver in his arms, spinning around as the boy yelps before he giggles. “How darling of you,” Lilia coos, happiness thrumming through him. “To think of me, and to bring me such a sweet gift!”
“I hope you like it, Toto!”
“Well let’s find out, shall we?”
And though Lilia enjoys the cup of tea he brews very much, relishing in it as Silver watches, the young boy still too sensitive to enjoy a scalding drink that’s too hot for his tongue, he realises, halfway through, that there’s definitely something poisonous in this.
Oh well, he thinks, as he feels his throat beginning to itch relentlessly from the inside-out, his eyes beginning to swell slightly. That’s another thing to teach Silver in the future, I suppose.
Perhaps he’ll avoid eating the leftover tea leaves for once. He’ll have to scrape them into the bin. What a waste, Lilia sighs to himself, though there’s no real disappointment in any of it. How could there be, when he’s basking in the thoughtfulness of Silver’s actions?
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hrlx23 · 1 month
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Rip James Potter you would’ve loved reposting all of your friends birthday posts to you
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RIP RoosterTeeth your memory will be rose tinted and romanticized despite your Horrors.
Anyways check out the link below the cut for my go-to safe streaming site to go watch every single season and episode of Red vs Blue (this site is also good for pretty much any RT animated original too):
https://www.wcostream.tv/anime/red-vs-blue
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wizard-on-whales · 2 months
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His overdramatic ass tripped on nothing
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mocc-tok-flip-flop · 3 months
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The submas brainworm is only getting stronger, so I have drafted a whole-ass comic for a new AU idea! One where Chandelure gets to take center stage and become the main character she was always meant to be~
The gist of the AU is that Chandelure has a ghostly soul-bond with Ingo, which essentially means that his soul is under her protection and he sorta registers as a ghost to other pokemon. Basically protects him from other ghosts trying to put their sticky paws on her trainer and also gives the two of them a bit of an empathetic connection. Not quite telepathy, but able to transmit complex feelings and lets them check how badly they're hurt.
Naturally, this means that when Giratina (who was honestly just trying to play around. They were given the tedious task of just opening rifts and looking through all those peep holes made them curious. So when they saw a soul that had a beautiful ghost bond, they became fascinated) snags Ingo and drags him through, Chandelure immediately feels when Giratina's power accidentally tries to overwhelm Ingo's soul and she absolutely loses her shit. Through psychically screaming and using her protective aura to try and bash Giratina, the distortion god acts like a dog that's done something they shouldn't and tries to hide the evidence of their messing around (Ingo getting fucked up via soul and getting not too gently dropped off a mountain).
I have more ideas, especially relating to how Emmet is taking his brother's ace losing her mind and how her actions affect the investigation, but if I keep going down these tracks I'm going to end up with another 90k WIP fic like i did with Naruto. (Though if people wanna see the AU written out...👀... I could absolutely be convinced. I'm very weak...)
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intercosmiiic · 1 year
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Vriska Serket has been found dead in miami. RIP bozo.
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dutchieliciousplans · 2 months
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The only general store John will go to is in Rhodes just to see Pearson.
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"Felt cute, might as well rob pearson while im at it" - John Marston 1907
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Oh he misses the stew so much he steals stew in Blackwater
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yourstormthlaylirahh · 4 months
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Ok place your bets now who's gonna be the Final Girl™️
My money is on Jin
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dearsnow · 4 months
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KNOW IT’S FOR THE BETTER
- what exactly ran through neil perry’s mind before he pulled the trigger. (neil perry x gn!reader although it’s definitely an emotion piece rather than an x reader, angst, ⚠️ dead poets society spoilers, canon-typical main character death, suicidal ideation, DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH SUICIDE AND ITS THOUGHT PROCESS)
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word count: 392
a/n - this is not proofread LMAO we die like men! and yes yes this is another music piece, based on waiting room by phoebe bridgers. yesterday was neil’s death anniversary, so this is a tribute to that. love y’all, and please read the message at the end.
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Neil held cold metal in the palm of his hand, his fingers trembling over the shiny object. God, he thought, let them know it’s for the better.
Let Todd know that he never found another person that understood him as greatly and as openly as he did. Let him know that he is proud of him for changing so much in such little time. He doesn’t need him anymore, Neil thought. Now, he can fade away while someone else steps into the spotlight. It was always for the better.
Let Charlie know that he loved him because he could not always understand, and yet he tried. That they were kids together, and in a few months, Charlie will be older than Neil ever got to be. He deserves it. He deserves to be older, to be independent, to love freely and carelessly like he has always wanted. If Neil’s absence could push him forward and stop him from caring about how his friend felt, he knew it was for the better.
Let Mr. Keating know that his impact was far greater than he could ever imagine. His influence encouraged Neil to scale mountains. In the end, though, there is always a choice; to glide on wax wings or painstakingly climb back down. That, in death, he flew.
Let you know that he loved you. That he always loved you. That your whispered words were ichor to his ears, your touch a saccharine balm to the parts of him that ached the most. If he thought about it, he thought that in the entirety of his life, he would never find someone who made him shiver in the exact way that you did. He wants more than anything to tell you that everything he did is for you. You deserve better. Know it’s for the better, because the loss of him will surely open up your future to the same unearthly love that you brought to him.
Let his parents know that he will no longer be a problem.
Let the dead poets know that he is soaring.
Let everyone on the godforsaken planet he is leaving know that this is what happens when the sun’s heat caresses the skin on his back.
Let them know that everything is for the better.
Please, please know
if nothing else,
it is for the better.
[suicide is never for the better, and it should never be any option at all. if you are struggling with this thought process or any mental health issues, i strongly advise you seek professional help, but my inbox and messages are always open if you need friendly comfort. please come to me if you ever need it. i love you guys.]
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furute · 5 months
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if you were to tell me a week ago that i would be making trolls fanart in the near future i would not believe you
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i drew these all in pencil then colored with the magical ibis paint x app because i was not about to use markers
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e boy
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always-a-joyful-note · 2 months
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Shoutout to the Izumi brothers for having the least family drama (so far as I know, anyway)
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