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hg-aneh · 9 months

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All these anons are cowards. Bring on the Crowleys. How would you rate the Crowleys from most to least favorite?

No bc the amount of Asks I've gotten that are trying to bait me into not picking Crowley is CRAZY /pos

Y'all win, okay😭, jeSus

and uhhhh

I don't have a least favorite Crowley, I think

as for my favorites, it's a tie between Turtleneck Crowley / Cardigan Crowley / Too Fast For Me, Crowley / OH FLOWER OF SCOOOOOTLAND Crowley / Eden Crawly / Disco Tony and Bildad the Shuhite

oh, and Twinkliel, but idk if he counts as a Crowley

#ik I listed almost all the Crowleys #shutup #shUtup #Mesopotamia Crawly is also #god i just #I LOVE HIM SO MUCH OKAY #gos2spoilers #aneh answers #aneh wont shut up

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kindkiosk · 7 months

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izzy looking so tired. izzy knowing he made the right choice but just absolutely weary with what it means. walking away from something like that is like killing a part of yourself. and maybe he did in that moment. but i know he's going to grow because of it.

#izzy hands #our flag means death #ofmd #creature barks #izzy #ofmd2spoilers #ofmd 2 spoilers #ofmd season 2 spoilers #i love him so much okay #redemption

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lixbf · 4 months

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finnick being like the only one to remember that katniss is "pregnant" fjsbcjdbcjd

#i love him so much okay #leo reads thg

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kaleidoskuls · 1 year

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#mike wheeler #my poor little meow meow #blorbo of all time #i love him so much okay #byler

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lunargrapejuice · 1 year

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to see you smile

diluc ragnvindr x reader with no pronouns used | 1.1k + words

diluc coming to terms with the fact he is in love with you and there isn't a damn thing he can do about it <3

diluc could not have prepared himself for the moment he felt the shift inside of him that told him his feelings could no longer be subdued. he had spent so long holding the lid to his bubbling emotions against the pot that was his heart, using all of his hard earned strength to fight the pressure coming from the other side, no matter how badly he wished for a taste of it - a taste of love with you, just for it to burst open and leave him defenseless.

he had ignored it; he told himself that he had to for your own good and perhaps a bit of his own too. he’s a broken man trudging alone through thick darkness, with the blood of his loved ones and many others on his hands and you.. you are light and warm breezes that bring with it the scent of flowers and fresh rain.. you are a kindness that his cold heart did not deserve.. you are bravery that lights his chest ablaze with pride that should belong to a better man. but as he stands behind the bar, the glass he was cleaning unmoving in his ever warming hands, his heart threatening to beat right out of his chest and his eyes blown wide as he stares at you like there was nothing else in this world, it is impossible to ignore.

it hit him so suddenly, with such impact he couldn’t breath. the brightness of your smile and the way your eyes gleamed when they met his, they stopped him in his tracks but were the only signs telling him that the world around him was in fact still there and moved as it always had despite the feelings of his heart pooling in his ruby eyes, blinding everything around him except for you.

what had he said to make you laugh in such a way? he couldn’t recall even though the words left his lips mere moments ago. so many times he had heard you laugh like this, so many times his heart had skipped a beat at the way your eyes closed and wrinkled at the sides as you smiled just like this at him, because of him. he couldn’t begin to explain to himself what it was about this time that broke the chains tightly holding his affection for you but there was no getting them back, no tightening them even further as they lay like shattered glass at his feet.

“diluc?” he heard in the voice he loved, so gentle and quiet against the beating of his own heart but it’s a voice he would always hear over anything else.

before he can pull himself from the sea of his unbridled emotions and see what’s going on right in front of him, slightly chilled finger tips caressed his skin with tenderness the young master has not felt in so long. they brush bright vermillion hair from his forehead, allowing the back of your hand to feel the heat of his skin. the electricity shooting throughout his body at your touch pulls him from the shock of the reality that he did love you and he could no longer deny that but he doesn’t have a moment to think about what he’ll do now as you lean forward, brows furrowed, eyes filled with worry. you’re so close as you lean over the bar, your knees on the stoll in order to reach him easier, he can smell your familiar scent and the drink he made you lingering on your lips. a part of him screams at him to pull back but his heart keeps him planted in place.

“you’re burning up,” you say softly, your utmost concern laced in your words, your lips turning downward almost anxiously. he knows he is, even if he’s used to running rather warm right now his skin is only a few degrees away from catching on fire, and the tavern along with it. before he can say anything, tell you that he’s feeling fine and try to come up with something to say other than the truth of why he’s in this state, you continue with an hopeful smile and he can’t bring himself to deny your request. “let’s go get some fresh air, okay?”

with charles watching the bar, diluc follows a step behind you. the cool night air did feel refreshing on his heated skin but with the way you held onto his hand, with a gentle force that said you were weary of the fact he didn’t like being touched by others but you wouldn’t take no for an answer, and guided him out the back door to the empty and quiet seats outside he couldn’t stop the flaring heat that emitted from his chest and threatened to devour him.

diluc was quiet, as he normally was, when he sat down taking a deep breath and the moments that followed after, his mind racing. he loved you.. there was no denying it.. no shoving it down and pretending it wasn’t there.. he loved you and his heart was at the mercy of that love; a love you shouldn’t return because you deserve so much more than diluc and the darkness that follows him, more than-

“why didn’t you say something if you weren’t feeling well?” you break the silence and bring him from his thoughts. he looks up at you standing in front of him, that worried look still painted on your visage, your arms crossed. “it’s not good for your health to be working as much as you do when you’re feeling sick and..” you avert your gaze, focusing on the gem adorning his tie rather than his eyes. “it worries me.”

“you needn’t worry,” it’s the first words he’s spoken since his walls came crumbling down. they are benevolent and when you bring your gaze back to his, your cheeks growing more flushed by the second. he wonders if you can see his emotions flickering like flames in his eyes. “i’m okay,” he promises in that same softness that seems so forgein on his tongue, even though he finds himself using it rather often with you.

worry still fills your lovely eyes and his own soften so tenderly, as if to assure you even more so of his words, you can barely handle how it makes you feel. “i-i’ll go get you some water,” you stammer, avoiding his eyes once more before quickly turning around and running back into the tavern.

with his elbows resting on his knees he puts his face in his hands, long, messy locks of red hiding the smile he wears from passersbys. he has so many worries, so many doubts that he deserves to even walk in your light but he still can’t help the tug of his lips at the thought - he loves you.

“i love y/n…” he lets himself finally admit outloud, the words unheard by anyone before they get carried off by the wind.

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casualbugenjoyer · 1 year

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I'm rewatching water 7 and ennies lobby and oh my God. Both Franky and Robin are super fucked up in water 7, but the each have a moment in ennies lobby where everything makes sense and they start behaving like somewhat normal adults. This happens after they've met each other and realized they were in the same boat and are somehow almost the same level of fucked up. Not to mention, it's the first time Robin openes up to anyone- let alone someone who is similar and has similar circumstances.

Anyway all I can think about is Frobin. They are everything to me. And they make so much sense. They both have autistism lmao .

Things that are not often looked at in future arcs that are really highlighted here include: Franky's anger management issues, Robins propensity to skip people's feelings for "a more logical solution", and of course both of their traumas influencing their decisions (based off of how people in their past got treated). Later both are more used for action and jokes. Franky being super 'super' and Robin being morbid. Give me more content with them that isn't flat!!!!!!

This arc is truly amazing, and honestly nothing in post time skip had gotten to this point yet. I hope it does, because it's really beautiful the way Oda highlights how trauma never leaves you. How unless you get help, or can get help, things won't change.

Idk this was a message that really struck with me. I really loved the idea that no matter who you are and what you've done, if you want to overcome adversity your have to trust other people. And I know that's a common theme in every arc, but it's one of the best in this one imo.

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ramblings-of-a-sad-poet · 7 months

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RAZUMIKHIN.

That's all.

#i love him so much okay #*vibrating excitedly*#i cant put it into words hes just the best #blorbo from my russian literature #razumikhin #crime and punishment #fyodor dostoevsky

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darkacademiaarchivist · 1 year

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He has a sword. He's just some guy. He's an absolute simp. He suggested to kill a guy that was being an inconvenience. He is working at his mum's diner. He called someone a maidenless clown. He's also the archangel Michael.

#apologies if this has been done before #but i had to #i love him so much okay #where the stars fell #wtsf #my post

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anneapocalypse · 3 months

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the lops: hey can you go tell everyone our moon is good pls urianger: why me the lops: you seem good at keeping a straight face. also we heard of you, they call you "the guy who thinks archon bread is good." urianger: :|

#i love him so much okay #urianger augurelt #endwalker spoilers #I AM MID-EW PLEASE DON'T SPOIL ME THANK YOU #anne plays ffxiv

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peachsayshi · 11 months

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*deep, heavy sigh* I’m thinking about grumpy, indifferent toji and his pretty, sunshine wife 🥺🥺🥺😞😞😞😞

#I love him so much okay #I’ve turned soft for this man #mush on the inside #peach: saying hi <3 #toji thirst hours

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thebreakfastgenie · 11 months

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One time explicit pictures of Elton John got leaked to the tabloids and he was like gay man sucks penis?? This is news??

#i love him so much okay

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phantombmoll · 1 year

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"You're bleeding." - Maybe reader says it to Greg and then they kiss or something

Greg Lestrade x Reader Warnings: Mentions of injury Tags; Established relationship, mentions of injury, hurt/comfort Author Notes: This doesn't really have a kiss in it, aside from a peck and I'm sorry about that but it's just not the way the inspiration took me. I thought this was cute though and hope you enjoy. None of the gifs are mine and eventually I'd like to try to find more appropriate gifs for the prompt/to make little twofer sets in the post body.

You flexed your toes on the cushion of the sofa, taking a sip of wine as another explosion erupted on the screen. That was at least two broken collarbones and a broken arm.

You enjoyed action movies but your doctor brain couldn't help kicking in as you watched. You knew movie logic applied but still the instinctual part of you kicked in and took note of the injuries and what was and was not survivable.

You heard the door click, a smile crossing your face as you heard Greg calling he was home from the doorway. A familiar grunt escaping him as he kicked his shoes off. You swung your legs off the sofa, getting ready to greet him with a kiss when the television caught your attention again.

"Now that's definitely fatal." You muttered as another fight erupted on the screen.

"What's fatal?" Greg asked. You turned and the smile on your face dropped immediately.

"You're bleeding!" You put the wineglass on the coffee table and rushed over to where he leaned against the sofa. Something clearly wrong with his ribs. On his forehead and cheek were superficial wounds, they looked like a patch had been attempted but one had recently re-split and was bleeding again.

"It's fine." He winced as he tried to brush it off. "Something smells good."

"Don't try to change the subject. You're bleeding and you're hurt. What happened?" You crossed to him eyes darting across his face, inspecting the gash on his head and cheek. The protective edge to your voice made Greg grin.

"Couple of lads on the Dalton estate. We were making an arrest. Uniform was lagging." He said.

"Sit." You instructed, before heading into the kitchen for everything you needed to clean him up. Including pain killers and a stiff drink for him. "Which uniforms?" You ask sitting on the edge of the coffee table and beginning to pull bits of cotton apart to clean up the gash.

"Why, are you going to have a word?" Greg laughed and then winced.

"First of all why aren't you at the hospital."

"Hospital won't do anything for bruised ribs." Greg said and you narrowed your eyes at him. "I cleaned it up, just didn't have time to do a good job with a plaster." He gestured to his head and cheek. "Came off in the car. Besides, maybe I wanted to play a slightly realistic game of Doctor/Patient with my gorgeous other half." He grinned leaning forwards all teeth and cheek. He was looking for a kiss. Hoping to distract you of your concern. Instead you raised a brow at him.

"You're an idiot." You said, but you leaned in to kiss him anyway. Soft, quick, leaving Greg lingering slightly and hoping for more despite his pain.

"This needs at very least butterfly stitches. You should have gone to the hospital Greg." You started to clean the wound.

"I've no concussion, haven't fallen asleep, they won't do anything for ribs and I'm not sitting in A&E for 6 hours when I live with an excellent and very attractive doctor." Greg said.

"I'm getting the stitches, get your shirt off too I want to examine your ribs. If I think you need an x-ray we're going to hospital."

"You just want to get my clothes off." Greg called after you. You heard the grunt of pain as he slipped the shirt of his shoulders. "You know-" He started as you came back through with more supplies. "I was wondering about a hero bandage." He lay down on, already ruined shirt behind his head to protect the cushions from anymore blood. "One like Indiana Jones across here." He said gesturing across his chest. "I've heard the girls love them."

"Firstly those are not a real thing, no matter how good indy looks. Secondly-" You pressed the wound on his head together, it had resumed bleeding now you cleaned it up. You pressed a butterfly stitch onto it and another. "How has no one made sure you went to the hospital and didn't drive home alone?"

"I told them I was fine."

You pressed a final stitch, then set to dressing the wounds before sitting back to look at his chest. There was a bruise in what looked like the shape of a boot starting to form. Your fingers ghosted it lightly and Greg tensed.

"Yeah, a hero bandage definitely guarantees at least a snog."

You knew exactly what he was doing. He was downplaying his injuries because he wanted to laugh them off. He wanted food and a beer and to not think about just how stark a reminder this was of the dangers of the job. You weren't quite ready to laugh it off. Maybe in an hour or two when the dust had settled and you'd play into his want for someone to kiss it better.

"Greg." You said softly, fingers still at the edges of the bruise over his ribs.

"Hey, I'm fine." Greg said taking your hand in his.

"This is not fine." You replied.

"I'm fine." Greg said again more firmly this time. "I'm fine."

He knew what you were thinking, he'd probably thought it himself. It could have been a knife instead of a boot in his side. His job was dangerous and this was a stark reminder.

#greg lestrade #greg lestrade x reader #lestrade x reader #bbc sherlock #fanfic #;greg lestrade #;fanfic #;light of my life #I love him so much okay #I just have so much canon about Greg that it gets ridiculous #and I just think he's a sweetheart #and anyway #I've not written in a loooonnnggggggg time #but here's the first of what will hopefully be many

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kaleidoskuls · 1 year

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i know all of you like Mike but you need to understand that my love is much deeper and more intellectual than all of yours

#i love him so much okay #mike wheeler #byler #byler tumblr

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diiluvies · 4 months

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