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middimidoris · 4 months
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Some favorite Liam moments. ❤️
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onceazzie · 8 months
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i think cleo and pearl teaming up for the life games would be life changing for everyone. just imagine it. the two only women on the server teaming up. the server would just explode. make way for mad dog and wet cat they're going to kill u through sheer spite (and probably arson)
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lemonhitsu · 1 year
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An update... I guess. I just really love them.
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my obsession with the older brothers can only be topped by my obsession with the second son.
the second son, the life that was sniffed out too soon, the boy who was magic, who died and came back different, damaged, angry at the world he once loved. jason todd.
the second son, the spare, the perfect son who never rebelled, the tragedy left behind by his brother, the boy who was good but bad but so good, he whose death was his only rebellion but so much more important for it. regulus arcturus black.
the second son, the cold boy with a heart that burned, the loyal brother that loved so much but hid it all, he who lived and died for his brothers dream. tobirama senju.
never enough, always overshadowed by their older, better, braver brothers.
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thecobaltmonk · 1 year
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there is something so good about kit not really having a choice to be elora's protector (although she has accepted it) and jade having so many different choices she could make but she always chooses to be kit's protector.
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tauau · 9 months
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Taking a nap together after stealing collecting treasures.
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lydtoons · 5 months
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Just finished the Colour of Magic and I cannot stop thinking about it hhhhhaarafggkj
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sandinthemachine · 1 year
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Dance Party
König x Ghost x Reader
Your boyfriends don't dance, but that won't stop you from trying to convince them anyway :)
Warnings/tags: Drinking, unedited nonsense, but otherwise none really. Simon is forced to have fun because I said so. König tries to get you to headbang while drunk. Good stuff. This is just a fun one I thought of while listening to Rasputin because who wouldn't look hot as hell dancing to that
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"Woo!" you cheer as Soap spins dramatically, dancing phenomenally badly between you and Gaz while you all laugh, drinks in hand.
The team has the next few days off, so of course you and Soap made a liquor run and Gaz set up his speaker, and the three of you are having a blast in the common room.
Soap cheers, stumbling backwards a bit as he takes another heavy swig of his glass. You catch him with a giggle as you both spin to Gaz.
"Come on, Gaz, I know you can dance, let's go!"
He laughs, placing his drink down. "If you insist."
He bows dramatically before hitting a move perfectly on beat, spinning and tapping his feet in a complicated freestyle that has you and Soap howling his name. "Gaz, Gaz, Gaz, YEAHHH!"
He laughs as the song ends, picking up his drink again, and the three of you turn to the couch shoved up to the wall where a few others sit watching you three.
"Price!" you call, running over as your captain shakes his head emphatically. "Come on, I bet there's a great dancer hiding under there, let's go."
He glares at you, but Soap and Gaz are already on either side of him, pulling him to his feet and to the center of your little dancefloor. "Come on, Captain," Gaz pleads. "Give us a little something."
Price groans, bouncing his shoulders a bit and waving his fists to the beat.
"Fucking beautiful," Soap slurs, swaying into Gaz. You both steady the Sergeant, and Price takes the opportunity to slip from the room. You'll probably get reprimanded tomorrow, but it was worth it.
"Aww," you whine. "No one's dancing."
The only person left on the couch now is König, who has been nursing a bottle and keeping an eye on you the whole night. Simon never comes to these things.
You pout, making your way over to flop on the couch. "Köniiiig. Dance with me."
He shakes his head, one hand catching your drink before you accidentally dump it into his lap.
You hear your name being called and notice the music has been turned off. Soap is gone somewhere, probably to a bathroom, and Gaz has hoisted his speaker up over his shoulder. "I'm turning in for the night." He gives you both a nod, smiling. "See ya tomorrow."
He leaves and you sigh, sinking into the cushions. "I wanted to dance a bit more."
König shrugs, gently pulling your drink out of your hand. "Let's get you back."
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As soon as König places you down in the entryway you giggle, running to the counter to pull your phone out. You look back over your shoulder, grinning at him standing there with his arms crossed.
You press play and spin around fully, clasping your hands behind your back as you saunter over to him. The music bounces off the walls, and you already feel your shoulders and hips swaying as you grab his forearms and pull them down. "Dance with me."
He glances to the side, the muscles in his neck tensing.
"König, there's no one else here. Just for a bit?"
You frown, watching him tilt his head back with a dramatic groan. "Fine. But not to this."
He walks over to turn your phone off, pulling out his own and cranking the volume up with a smile. "This is much better."
He presses play and his phone booms, the sound of his metal playlist thundering around the room.
"König," you laugh, "I am wayyy too drunk to be headbanging right now."
"You wanted me to dance."
"Yes, but," you trail off as he pulls you in by your hips, quirking an eyebrow up at you. "Ok, just a few songs and then we slow down."
He smirks. "Deal."
Before you can react he pulls you in tight, bouncing on his heels with a laugh as he drops his body to the beat, pausing with you just above the floor. You scream, slamming a palm over your mouth as he pulls you up again. "Too much?"
"A little."
He nods. "Sorry. How about this?"
He pulls you up to wrap your legs around his waist, giving him the freedom to bounce and swing his body however he wants, headbanging over your shoulder.
You can't help it, you burst out in a loud guffaw.
He slows a bit, laughing too. "What's so funny?"
"I'm not even dancing," you pant. "I'm just along for the ride."
He swings his head back and forth to a harder riff, hair flying around his face. "Still counts," he yells.
"No it doesnnnnn't!" You screech, clinging to him as he throws his body back and forth again, both of you cackling together as he spins.
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He does stick to his word, though, and puts you down to change it after a few songs. His face is flushed, and his grin splits his face in a way that would be borderline terrifying if you didn't love him so much.
You turn it back to your trashy party tunes, promising him you two can dance to his playlist when you're a bit more sober.
With a flourish, you spin and jump across the kitchen to him, pulling his hands over your hips. "Now we can both dance."
He huffs. "We just were."
You wave your hips back and forth, but he doesn't move, just chewing his lip a bit.
"Come on," you soothe. "It's just like what we were doing before but my feet are on the ground this time. Don't think about it too much."
He makes a nervous little sound in his throat but lets you sway him, lifting his hand to spin under him before pulling him close again. "See? I'm already a shitty dancer, you can't embarrass yourself any more than I can."
"We'll see about that."
"Will we now?"
He smirks, his hands tightening as he starts to really dance with you, bouncing to the beat and spinning with you clamped to his chest. You're too drunk to do anything more complicated than that, but he seems to enjoy himself anyway, laughing as you get more and more excited, practically jumping up and down in front of him.
The gravelly sound of a throat being cleared pulls you both out of it, and you turn to see Simon walk into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.
Oh no, was he trying to sleep?
You open your mouth to apologize, but König is already grinning above you. "Simon!" he calls, jumping over to the disgruntled Brit. "Come dance with us."
Simon levels him with a signature glare, only to grunt in surprise as König bends over, throwing Simon over his shoulder and careening to the center of the kitchen before putting him down.
You freeze, holding your breath and ready to intervene.
Then Simon Riley laughs.
Not a chuckle. Not a snort.
Simon fucking Riley looks up at König's reddened face and wild hair and laughs, a roughened rush of air you'd never heard his lungs make before, and you hope you hear again.
You breathe a sigh of relief, leaning against the counter to catch your breath as you watch König take charge, spinning the pair around and waving his body, making the other man smile. Simon doesn't sway at all, but he lets König lead him around the room, clasping their hands together in a dramatic march before the Austrian throws their hands up and spins under them.
König giggles, spinning again before stumbling to the side.
Immediately Simon is catching him, hoisting him up against his chest with a shake of his head.
"Alright, time for bed, big guy."
König leans his head back to wink at you upside down. "I knew he was a dancer."
You give him a proud thumbs up, watching him flip back over to give the Brit a loud kiss on his cheek.
It's the first time you've ever seen Simon blush.
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intheyard · 5 days
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MASTER BAKER SEASON 3 ↳ Favourite Dynamic: Peachjars & Nick
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420jimmyuso · 6 months
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they did this for me and that one other moot who don’t play abt finndamian 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯💯
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bloodycowboyclub · 11 months
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KINGS + SUITS
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At AEW Double or Nothing FanFest, wrestling fans have the opportunity to do meet & greets with different wrestlers, which includes getting their picture taken and autographs. The prints autographed by wrestlers have always been the wrestlers on a playing card graphic, and every year the suits, as well as letter or number, may change.
This year (2023), some of the wrestlers were as follows:
Hangman Adam Page, King of Spades ♠
Adam Cole, King of Hearts ♥
Jon Moxley, King of Clubs ♣*
Orange Cassidy, King of Diamonds ♦
*The rest of the Blackpool Combat Club were also King of Clubs this year, and last year they all had the same letter and suit as well.
Other notable playing cards were Wardlow as the 3 of Diamonds and Toni Storm as the Queen of Clubs.
I believe the chosen cards fit these 4 men very well this year. I like the idea that Orange is a man with a "dangerous occupation," as he is the one with the championship that he's defended many times over, and he is struggling with it. Should also note that the cartomancy for King of Diamonds specified "a blond man" and that he is "considered very attractive by women," which makes me laugh because. True.
The King of Hearts mentioned that he has followers that respect him due to his achievements and his actions. Both babyface Cole and heel Cole are powerful forces to be reckoned with, and he often has others at his side. And he always believes in himself.
Mox's card hits all the fine points of a durable king. Strong, confident, determined, powerful. He took charge the day he showed up in AEW, and he's had the division in a chokehold for a very long time. This extends to the BCC as a whole as well. They make things happen.
And lastly, Hangman. Though he's not often believed himself powerful, he and his friends paved the way for AEW. Now reunited with the Elite, he is at the top of the mountain. He IS the authority, as proven by the fact that he alone addressed the BCC and challenged them to Anarchy at the Arena. If it wasn't for his feud with Mox, the Elite wouldn't even be in the mess they're in. He is the one calling the shots, and he has finally taken control of his own life.
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zoroslibrary · 8 months
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something i just thought about is that luffy is probably the only person to have touched zoro and still be alive. i’m pretty sure that if someone else did that, zoro might have cut that person hand or something but not luffy because as we know he is very touchy and zoro doesn’t protest 👀
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horrificromance · 10 months
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why i support erik x christine instead of raoul x christine
Raoul was a typical rich spoiled pretty boy which got on my nerves real fast
that one dressing room scene where Christine tells Raoul no and he doesn't take that as an answer
Raoul didn't need Christine as much as Erik did. Raoul came from a privileged family, whereas Erik had an abusive, neglectful childhood. Erik only became unhealthily fixated on Christine because he never received any affection or good relationships, causing him to become clingy. (Being this obsessive isn't healthy, i know. But Erik has a bit of a reason.) Christine is Erik's coping method.
Christine goes to Raoul with her worries about the Phantom, but he dismisses Christine's issues as delusions and tries to avoid them. Christine has trust in Raoul but he carelessly ignores her problem until it's nearly too late.
Christine is Erik's number one priority, more so, it seems, than Raoul. Raoul was still in love with Christine, but Raoul gives off this vibe that sounds like "I'm fancy, marry me and I'll whisk you away into the upper class society, where you can learn to be privileged and snobby" and Erik's vibe is more like "girl you should embrace your musical talent and fucking s h i n e on that stage, singggggg"
Erik can write music, play an organ, and sing. Christine belts out amazing opera high notes. They're a power duo!
Erik and Christine can help each other excel. Erik can tell her "embrace your talent, be a star" and Christine can tell him "you don't have to hide forever, embrace YOUR talent, you're more than your scars"
you can tell I'm a crazy shipper
Erik can write and play music, sing, ride a gondola in an underground cavern hideout, sword fight, and do amazing cape tosses. Tf can Raoul do? Brush his hair?
Erik is starved of affection and care. Maybe it's my inner mom-friend energy, but when they kissed and he literally cried? It just seemed so perfect and meaningful. I just wanna hug the poor guy
Raoul told Christine he'd protect her, and then he fucking fell asleep. He had one job!
Raoul ran off during the masquerade scene, like bruh if the phantom had been there to kill her she would have been dead before Raoul got back
Overall, I understand the meaning of the original plot, and Raoul truly is less toxic. But y'all can't look me in my musical theater eyes and tell me you actually like Raoul. Like, actually.
somewhere in your subconscious is erik x christine, I can sense it
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my-dumb-obsessions · 2 months
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Reishni & Lae'zel
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THEM!!! Them Them Them!
In camp sometime between Acts 2 and 3, Isobel (btw, that she survived Act 2 when Reishni wanted SO badly to kill her is a trip and a half)...Isobel asks him, "Do you believe in love at first sight?"
Reishni thinks back to the moment he met Lae'zel, when she threatened him at sword point, and answers, "Absolutely, there's magic in a look."
He didn't actually know then - he didn't know much of anything but his name and the shattered flashes of violence in his head. But she made sense to him, made him feel normal, without even trying. An offhand comment here or there, "Killing is good, it culls the weak." Agreeing that sometimes violence is the answer and any warrior worth their salt thirsts for blood.
And she is such a warrior herself. Brutal, efficient, intelligent...
But it was her wistful look as she gazed at the moon and the scattering of rocks that ringed it, one of which was her home, when she fondly remembered it as the place she murdered her cousin on her teacher's command that made him go, "Oh..."
Of course he'd submit to her when she asked, let go of the reins on himself he tried to hold so tightly. If he lost control, she'd put him down without hesitation. Of course he would prove himself worthy of her in a language they both understood, with a force of will and desire that left them both bloody. And when she asked him for tenderness, he'd turn his heart inside out to give it to her, and admit that he wanted it, too.
She defied her queen - she defies all logic sometimes, and even the laws of physics. She is indomitable, and together, they can surely put down a god...or three.
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bekkahco · 1 year
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Okay I'm going to go on a bit about Cecil and WTNV:
I wouldn't be on this hellsite, I probably would even be alive, if it wasn't for that funky podcast that I found when I was 11. I found Welcome To Night Vale because of The Weather: Waitin for the Bus had have been listening consistently every since. I'm 21, almost 22 now, living in a different nation and have seen three WTNV live shows and thia community it the best.
Cecil Gershwin Palmer was the first ever queer representation I had growing up and I've cried over Cecil and Carlos's relationship more times than I can remember. Cecil winning the sexyman bracket was fucking amazing and great fun. I genuinely hope more of you get into WTNV as a result. We wouldn't have had podcasts like Penumbra or The Magnus Archives or really even The Adventure Zone without the early influences of Welcome to Night Vale.
Cecil is a big reason I am who I am today and if I could go back and tell chronic Tumblr-only user me of 2012-15 that Cecil would go on to win Sexyman, I would.
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boot-prints · 8 days
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Do you ever see a pigeon and just have to stop for a second and admire him
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