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#go white boy go
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grapemoon · 1 year
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tsennko · 1 year
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so this is the vibe i got from grians episode
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fartrumba · 4 months
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dance! sniper
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young and sweet, only 17! (+10)
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houseoflamemetation · 2 years
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Lucifer when MC’s around:
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Lucifer when MC’s gone:
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sulldrit-art · 16 days
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Throw back to when I was in a server where Dirk was the only pale/white alpha kid
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jaxperson · 1 year
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Head empty. Stanley shenanigans.
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mrsandman42069 · 9 days
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Laios when he finds out there will in fact be cockatrice casserole at the function
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milfweirdal · 20 days
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he's really happy / he's thrilled to be alive / his name is al yankovic in 1985 🎵
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goodtimeswithgrian · 5 months
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grian (but he doesn't deserve big brown eyes. he's like a creepy blue eyed dog now)
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0l-unreliable · 20 days
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the best warm-up subject
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sweaters-and-vertigo · 5 months
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mike flanagan really saw american horror story and thought to himself “meh.. i can do better”
and then he fucking DID
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he can move!!!!!!!! wow!!!!!!!
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sweetest-honeybee · 27 days
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I didn’t even know he had a plushie but also I’m fuckin ?? YO ??
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icallhimjoey · 2 months
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joe's a nerd and lupita was like, "don't you all forget"
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biblio-smia · 4 months
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Mike vs. Spicy food
oh how weak i am for white boys
the food you cook isn't spicy. sure, there'll be an occasional chili flake added for a tiny bit of kick, but it's not spicy.
a little bit too much falls out of the container, though, pieces too small for you to recover. but you taste it and still find it mild, so you shrug it off and finish the meal.
the extra spices have no effect on abby, who gets through her entire plate with a shy smile that means she wants seconds. so your clumsiness hadn't ruined the dish; you breathe a sigh of relief.
it's not until mike comes home from work and fixes himself a plate that you worry, his loud coughs and red face sending you into a panic while he downs his cup of water. you think he's choked on his food until he asks how much spice you added - and the worry has dissolved into laughter.
mike doesn't appreciate your teasing, abby coming in to let him know that she had no criticisms of your dish - just to rub it in further.
"i'm not- it's delicious," mike insists, going in for a second bite. he focuses hard on the flavor rather than the way his mouth feels like it's been set on fire, chasing it down with cool water that only temporarily soothes.
"mike, don't force yourself," you chide, moving to take his plate.
"no, no-" mike is interrupted by his own coughing, his own throat betraying him.
you give him a knowing look and move to pull the food towards you; you were planning on eating some more with mike, anyway.
"it really is good," mike insists with a frown.
"it is," you quip. "too bad you have absolutely no spice tolerance."
"hey, i do!" mike scoffs. "i can eat that normally, and that's pretty spicy."
you stare at mike with a grin of disbelief, shaking your head. "mike, it's normally not spicy. like, at all."
mike's expression falls and you burst into laughter.
"okay, okay. can you eat hot chips?"
"don't like them."
"buldok noodles?"
"i think those would kill me."
"is it bad that i kind of want to see that?"
"you're the one who'd lose a boyfriend."
you laugh, loudly. "i can't believe i never knew this."
"okay, i'm not that bad." mike insists.
"worse than abby," you grin.
mike groans, dropping his face into his palms. "you're the worst."
you giggle. "i love you! and am never going to stop making fun of you!"
you pull mike's hands away from his face to give him a gentle kiss on his still-warm cheek. "you're cute."
mike bites back a smile, feigning indifference.
"my family is going to completely destroy you."
mike's smile drops.
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bonus:
"think you can handle a bite?" you hold up a small bunch of noodles covered in a dark sauce.
mike scoffs. they didn't look that bad. he nods, moving closer to let you feed him a bite.
he doesn't even get halfway through the bite.
"what... is that?" mike heaves out, racing for the ice cream in the freezer. he's shoving spoonfuls into his mouth as he hunches over the sink, breathing heavily. "it... feels like.... hell in... my mouth!"
mike shakes his head as you laugh, coming up behind him and rubbing his back.
"how can you eat that?" mike's voice is muffled through the mouthful of ice cream, his chest heaving as he tries to collect his breath.
you're having trouble catching your breath, too; all the laughing has winded you. "i'm sorry, i'm sorry," you gasp out, arms encircling mike's waist.
mike spins in your hold, facing you and wrapping his arms around you. "that was a murder attempt."
"you agreed to try!"
mike shakes his head and you reach for his face, wiping a little bit of ice cream residue from his lips. "aww, honey," you coo with a grin.
"you're mocking me."
"i'm not!" you laugh, but you're clearly not convincing. "i'll make it up to you."
mike hums, pressing his face in the crook of your neck. "i guess i accept."
you laugh again, quietly, kissing just under mike's ear softly.
"bland," you whisper softly.
"okay!" mike splits from you, your laughter echoing behind him as he heads to the bathroom. you'd only just caught your breath when you hear mike call:
"that stained my lips!"
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masterlist | requests are open!
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