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indiaalphawhiskey · 6 months

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fake fic title! "crescent moons fix broken hearts"

would love it if it could be hl? 👀

Sorry this took so long! I really needed to write something today to flex the muscle, I hope you and @awesomefringey (who submitted the t-shirt pic) like it. 🥰 (I tried to post this twice with a moodboard but Tumblr wouldn’t let me. 😒)

🌙 Crescent Moons Fix Broken Hearts

Sitting in the en suite of the lavish hotel room, the soft lighting of the vanity illuminating the planes of his face, Harry let the radical irony of what he was about to do wash over him.

It was a weird thing, he realized, this feeling of waiting for a moment your entire life – preserving it, building it up – only to have it finally, finally come in a form so different it was almost laughable.

Not almost. Harry did laugh.

Half because he caught sight of his ridiculously nervous expression in the mirror, and half because apparently, one minute someone could be the perfect pure, virginal (if a little sexually frustrated) Omega groom-to-be fitting their bespoke wedding suit in at a highly exclusive designer shop, and three days later, be that very same Omega, revenge and wildly expensive tequila shooting through their veins as they booked their would-have-been honeymoon suite to have raunchy sex with an Alpha they’d hired specifically to finally deflower them, once and for all.

Turns out getting dumped in a Saville Row dressing room because one’s ex-fiancé thought they were quote, “an uppity, frigidly cold fish who he probably had no sexual chemistry with anyway”, unquote, really lit a fire under one’s arse.

Harry flared his nose in anger, his thoughts murderous as images of his beautiful, wasted wedding invitations danced back into his mind, haunting him. His cheeks began their now familiar pinkening with his remembered humiliation, and then…

A soft knock unfortunately interrupted Harry’s montage of fantastic daydreams of running over every single one of his ex-fiancé’s prized watches to the intro of Led Zeppelin’s Immigrant Song.

“Come in,” he called out gently – or as gently as one could through gritted teeth.

As the door slid away, the unfamiliar, unassuming coolness of rosemary and sage rolled in slowly. Harry wasn’t used to it; accustomed to sharing spaces with the scent of warm whiskey and leather layered with that wretchedly expensive cologne Harry had always hated.

But back to the sage.

Sage, and rosemary, and cedar, and… he let the last note tickle his nose as he tried to name it.

“Are you okay?” Louis Tomlinson asked.

… and soap, Harry realized, oddly comforted even as he wondered whether the name was a pseudonym; wondered if it was standard procedure to print such a convincing alias on a discreet calling card that would eventually be passed across an elegant brunch table at the Dorchester.

(‘Niall, don’t be absurd,’ Harry had sniffed, trying his best to push the card back towards him without making a scene. ‘Jesus, just be normal and introduce me to one of your investment bankers, or something.’

Niall had given him a long, silent, and completely unimpressed look in response, glancing down at the engagement ring Harry was still wearing, if only to make a point. Ouch.

‘Harry, trust me. After this shitshow, you of all people deserve an orgasm on the first go. Treat yourself.’)

“I’m alright.” The polite platitude was out of his mouth accompanied by a reserved smile through the mirror before he could stop it.

It wasn’t like he could tell the truth anyway; not like he could say, ‘No, actually. I’m fucking livid, because a week ago I was about to be married, and today my financial manager called to ask if my credit card had been stolen because there was a suspicious charge from RoyaLT Enterprises for a ‘Platinum Package – All Inclusive’ on it when I was assured this service would be discreet, goddamnit!’

He bit his tongue, mostly because Harry didn’t tell Louis about the jilting; had decided against it the moment he had clicked ‘Platinum’, the description reading ‘two-week session with certified heat coach (Alpha) focused on scent familiarity, building sexual rapport, and discussing intimacy needs in addition to agreed heat cycle partnership.’

A virgin who had saved himself for marriage only to be jilted a week before his wedding because he was, in fact, a virgin, paying for sex and intimacy, trapped in a room with someone who really shouldn’t be as attractive as he had turned out to be… It had all just felt a little too humiliating.

Which, speaking of…

“Sorry,” Harry blurted out softly now, slowly coming to his senses. He turned to face Louis, his eyes widening. “We’re… we’re on the clock, aren’t we? Am I… I’m wasting your time?”

Louis chuckled softly – kindly, really – and casually leaned against the door frame, crossing his ankles. He was shirtless, Harry only now realized, as he watched him slip both hands into the pockets of his silk pajama bottoms, making them ride dangerously low against his happy trail.

Louis shook his head. “You’re supposed to take your time, get comfortable with me.” He raised his hand to gesture to himself – what he was wearing, and then the space between them. “This is all part of it.” He grinned wide, and Harry had noticed he was handsome when they’d met, but the genuine warmth of his smile is what made it. (Well, his smile, and his abs, and the still respectable but no less impressive hint of a bulge in his pajama bottoms…) “It’s called the boyfriend package for a reason.”

Funny, Harry thought then, feeling just a little bit… well, a little bit wet. He’d never had a boyfriend who looked quite like this.

Niall’s wise words began to reverberate in his mind: ‘Treat yourself.’

Harry bit back a cheeky smile. He intended to.

— Or, When Harry Styles did things, he did them right. Why should losing his virginity be any different?

#fake fic titles #fake fic #iaw drabbles #I just really needed to write something today #because I missed it

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chaosinterlude · 1 year

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well, diavolo, it shows.

let me start off by saying that while this post will be diving into diavolo’s more… questionable qualities, i don’t think he’s a bad person or has malicious intent. in fact i think his idealistic, optimistic and adventurous nature certainly have good sides as well - mainly in the way he seems eager to be involved with his subjects and is keen on taking care of their interests.

however. i also think he often acts very childish and naïve. what annoys me the most is how all of the characters let it slide, because of various reasons. aside from simeon and solomon, who both aren’t citizens of the devildom, belphie is the only demon in game who actively dislikes diavolo and went against his wishes - and that got him locked up in the attic. for good reason, because diavolo would have subjected him to punishment much worse.

so, basically, diavolo can act freely without repercussions. combine that with his sheltered upbringing and it quickly becomes an absolute mess.

season 2; solomon (something tells me simeon and/or barbatos were involved in this as well, but don’t quote me on that) urges diavolo to tell lucifer what’s going on. but he doesn’t listen. and then acts somewhat surprised when lucifer’s pissed off afterwards, not to mention that solomon actually wanted to tell mc (and lucifer) and lucifer actually started to doubt himself because of this. so much could have been avoided if diavolo just told lucifer, who is supposed to be the one he trusts most.

season 3; the whole karaoke mess. diavolo thought it was funny to worry the whole cast as a funny haha prank. to his credit, i guess he does apologize afterwards and promise not to do it again (and then proceeds to do it again in season 4. sigh.). don’t get me started on the storyline with belphie. the one person (in the devildom) who didn’t like diavolo, and was pretty open about it. and they made him make up with diavolo within a day. goddamnit.

season 4; honestly this whole mess pissed me the fuck off so bad. once again diavolo thinks it’s funny to put other people in danger as a consequence of his “pranks” or “jokes”, and doesn’t seem too concerned with fucking telling people what’s going on. and no one batted an eye! they dropped the whole thing within seconds!

in general diavolo just doesn’t seem in touch with other people and their feelings that much, no doubt due to the sheltered life he’s lived. he acts incredibly impulsively, without much regard for consequences for others, and more often than not gets away with it because he’s the prince and almost no one has denied him shit or directly stood up to him. again, he doesn’t do this with malicious intent, but it also seems like he doesn’t quite learn from his actions when they do bite him in the ass.

#let me once again make clear that i don’t hate diavolo #he just annoys me as a person but i do like him as a character #obviously i at least think he’s interesting enough to write a long ass post about #i mainly like examing his dynamic with the cast #especially lucifer (which i do want to dive deeper into because i have a lot of Thoughts)#to me dia just acts like a child sometimes #also hello first post of 2023!! hope you all had a good new year’s!!#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me diavolo #diavolo obey me

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baldursgatethoughts · 6 months

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Since my first play through of Baldur's Gate 3 I have been reading reddit threads, forum posts, facebook and twitter posts and discussions on the ending of the game.

My thoughts also went to Mass Effect 3 when the absolute lack of closure and meaningful companion ending made me spiral into a dark hole. The choices are broader here, but the emptiness much the same, especially if you didn't go an evil route or did it for the memes. If you cared about your companions and your romance you will get close to nothing at the end. This isn't about not liking the impact of your own choices (even if I see many people affected by the lack of understanding that their choices would have impact on the ending and that you can't both betray everyone, not do sidequests, nor read or listen to dialogues and have happy endings for characters) it's about the game not even showing you those impacts a lot of the time.

We need

Extended dialogues with our companions after the final battle.

If we opt for that celebration they talk about we need to see it, and we need to be able to talk to those who survived.

Your companions shouldn't comment that we'll never see Astarion again if he burns in the sun, especially if he's romanced, wtf.

You should get a final romance scene with your romance worthy of its name, not just three lines and "that'll be fun".

Gale shouldn't show up if dead.

The scene before the final fight is also very strange and doesn't at all convey the gravity in that they seem to have created it as the last time to talk to your companions. The room is overcrowded and the conversations extremely lackluster. We need to make this kiss count because it might be out last, let's give each other a peck on the cheek. Goddamnit Larian!

You need to see the impact of your choices, know how the people who's lives you've changed were affected, and most important of all, get emotional closure with a group of characters you've spent 100-400 hours with.

What do you think?

Did you go a non-evil route and care for the NPC:s of the world and what was your experience of the cutscenes after the final battle?

#baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate iii #larian #ending #mass effect 3 #sadness #emptiness

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grimacingheron · 10 months

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Written using a prompt from one of @remvictory 's incorrect SDV quotes posts.

"Y/N: Why does everyone want to kill Harvey?

Shane: Because, goddamnit, have you seen him? His neck looks so snappable."

I made Y/N the farmer character I use for all of these and might've gotten off-track-ish, but I had fun.

This was also nice to use as a way to express unpleasant thoughts that you might just need to think out to get 'em to go away. They aren't bad. You're just curious. Don't fear your thoughts. :)

Shane is sitting in the waiting area practically glaring holes in the side of Harvey's face. He got here close to an hour ago, now and has done nothing, but stare. Harvey greeted him when he came in and Shane said hello back before he sat down. He isn't here for any sort of service, as the doctor has already asked(multiple times).

He's simply here to stare. It's quiet in the clinic and he will make the most of it. Which leads him to now.

During this one-sided staring contest, Shane's been thinking. A dangerous thing, some would consider it. Most of his thoughts are centered around the doctor himself and his practice. His thought process was more normal an hour ago, questions like: where'd he get his license? What's the worst thing he's treated? The weirdest thing? Who comes in for treatment the most often?

That last question he's able to immediately answer himself. 'The farmer, clearly. Even the Adventurer's Guild doesn't come in with as many scrapes and ailments as Hero.'

But, from the topic of Hero, he started thinking about bones. Does Harvey know how to set a bone? Probably. How often does he see a broken bone? Because of Hero, more than he used to. Has he ever broken a bone? Hard to imagine.

How much force does it take to break a bone?

Could Shane break someone's bones?

Could he break Harvey's bones?

Harvey has a very snappable looking neck.

Shane startles in his seat, head checking his surroundings as if someone could've heard his thoughts. To his immediate relief, it's still just him and the doctor in the clinic. His brows pull together.

It is such an odd-creepy- thought. He didn't mean to think of something so...disturbing.

The sound of the clinic's door chime cuts through the undeclared silence. 'Think of the farmer and they shall appear.' Hero walks into the waiting room with a smile on their face and each hand expertly juggling damagable gifts.

"Harvey, dear!" The doctor rises so abruptly from where he was crouched behind that counter that Shane swears he heard his spine crack. 'Is that what his neck would sound li-'

Clearly, the attention gets directed to him when he shakes his head only to look up and hear Hero gasp.

"Shane my beloved! So, this is where you've been." One of the farmer's hands is now freed; the jar of pickles now less-safely in Harvey's flusteredly unsteady hands. Their other item is a warm plate of pepper poppers. He can already taste the spiciness of the home-grown peppers. Feel their crunch through the cling film.

How similar is this crunch to a bone-

He audibly groans. Hero quickly takes a seat next to him.

"Do you not like the peppers?" They sound apologetic. How awful. "I can get you something else."

Shane set the plate on his lap and waves them off, "No, no. These are fine. Great. They're great," his following sigh is also great, "I'm just having, uh, unpleasant thoughts?"

Hero angles toward him and as if Harvey can sense the tone shift, turns his back to them and hums to himself, distracted, "What kind of thoughts, dear?"

Now, he's worried them. That's so much worse.

"Nothing like what your thinking, honest!" He taps his fingers on the side of the plate. With a glance, he sees Harvey's still distracting himself to give them some privacy and he knows Hero's one of the only people, if not the only person he's willing to talk to about things as personal as this.

Shane decides to share, but only after a put-upon sigh, "Goddamnit, okay, look," he quickly, and discreetly, points at the oblivious doctor, "look at him. His neck just looks so snappable."

The look of relief on the farmer's face is so swiftly replaced with laughable confusion.

"What?" They spare the counter a look, Harvey's back still to them, but he's looking a bit up at a shelf and his neck is on perfect display framed between his stark white collar and his dark hair, "Why does everyone want to kill Harvey?" Hero whispers, almost to themself.

The laughable confusion's now on his face.

"What'd'you mean 'everyone?'"

Hero shuts their mouth and shakes their head, refusing to answer and break the confidence of whoever else confided in them.

"Hero, what do you mean?"

Elsewhere, Sebastian sneezes.

#stardew fanfic #stardew valley #writing #sdv fanfic #stardew harvey #stardew shane #fanfiction writer #fanfic #Sometimes I feel bad for venting through these and then remember that that was the whole purpose of my posting on Tumblr

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ao3feed-destiel-02 · 22 days

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How We Fit

How We Fit https://ift.tt/OGLDNkZ by ImYourHoneyBee “Cas,” voice ragged, the strictly imposed rules that govern his interactions fall away from Dean’s consciousness, useless and forgotten as he reaches out a trembling hand to cup a darkly stubbled jaw, “come on, you don’t get to leave me now. You can’t - goddamnit - you can’t do that to me.” Behind them, the ghost goes up in flames with an unearthly scream. Cas’s breath is light and reedy in the post salt ‘n burn silence, almost wheezing as his eyes flutter open, long lashes shadowing the blue, “I’m not dead.” Relief is a heady thing, a storm that blows away Dean’s carefully constructed shelter of words, leaving him with patting touches and a stream of consciousness babbling, “You better not be, holy shit, I’d kill you myself.” He pauses to glare, but his hands are gentle as they explore the loose sway of a dislocated shoulder, prodding lightly for confirmation while Cas hisses and grits his teeth, “No, I wouldn’t. I love you too much to let you go, you complete and utter dick. This is a salt ‘n burn. You can’t die on a fucking salt ‘n burn. You hear me? It would be embarrassing.” Words: 5646, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Getting Together, quotes from the Emperor's New Groove with inapproperiate timing, Injured Castiel (Supernatural), Soft Dean Winchester, Old Men In Love, this is the start of their soft epilogue, allusions to homophobia, Castiel and Dean Winchester Use Their Words, Communication, I'm so proud, Fix-It via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/cWZh2C3 April 06, 2024 at 09:40PM

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester'#Destiel #ao3feed #ao3feed Destiel #Destiel fanfic #Dean Winchester/Castiel #Castiel/Dean Winchester #Dean x Castiel #Castiel x Dean

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shining-star-system · 1 month

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I woke up, chose violence. Again.

So, like, if you’re on my blog and you’re starting to like, I don’t know, try and make some weird parasocial relationship with me and then think “oh, well, so and so is reblogging posts so much from Shining, I must say something because that isn’t me doing that,” I’m hitting you with a baseball bat. I got a good swing, I’m not afraid to use it or throw it. I might not hit with the throw, but you’ll be too busy dodging to worry about me running up to you.

Some of you might be saying, “But, Shining, what is a parasocial relationship?”

“Parasocial relationships are one-sided relationships, where one person extends emotional energy, interest and time, and the other party, the persona, is completely unaware of the other's existence. Parasocial relationships are most common with celebrities, organizations or television stars.”

I’m not interested in it. Like, yeah, hell yeah I love the attention and that I might be someone’s crush, boost my ego, but like, my wife did nothing to you.

And it’s almost like… I don’t mind people commenting, reblogging, or messaging me. It’s almost like… I want to make friends because I’m too anxious to leave my damn house to make friends past my phone/computer screen!

I’m calling the anon Bruce, so I can quote and say “Goddamnit Bruce!”

So, Bruce, Batty if you will, stop going after my wife and trying to work your little weird parasocial relationship forward. I’m not interested in someone that does things like that. Continuing on, Batty, you might think it’s fine but trying to make it sound like you’re speaking for me makes you sound like an entitled little prick. Hints the name Bruce.

Anywho, I have more important things in my life, such as my wife, my genuine friends such as Cypress (cuz I consider friend), and people that know how to keep their little fingers from typing and their mouth shut.

No more attention for you, Bruce! :D

(I am both a DC and Marvel fan by the way)

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sag-dab-sar · 1 year

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I literally cannot believe I just read such incredibly blunt transphobia in the Hellenic polytheist/pagan space, first time in awhile. Usually its arguments and discourse and ""discussion"" not, an actual quote: "If the Gods hate anyone its YOU" you = trans activists (and going by the post trans women primarily). That entire post gives me a long list of people to block. Goddamnit tumblr make blocking on sideblogs easier for mobile 😑

#block #@/divining-skeptic #and cant fucking believe im saying this #but also #@/dominiumlunae #reblogged that post #transphobia #tw transphobia #disc horse

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incarnateirony · 1 year

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2po's spinout update: notice he's the only one using the amibugous term "going canon". I've set very clear parameters on events over the show. He's setting a goalpost so vague he can't even define what he means, he's just going to argue it isn't happening, to stick it to people. What IS happening? He doesn't know. Literally he just got asked to define it and said he doesn't know.

While we're over here putting down flags on the story markers, the major anchor quotes, directions, formulative framework and whatnot, he's over here erecting a goalpost he wants us to chase, labeled: "Not Canon."

Minding the absurdity of this in a post 15x18 world to begin with from a man that claims to be a shipper--I think that's a pretext he's completely foregoing to the public at this point, and he does NOT care if the fandom realizes he's been lying about that sociopathically for some years--notice: he can't even define his own goalpost.

He doesn't know what he's saying won't happen but!! goddamnit so help him it won't!!

Meanwhile we're like, so anyway once Roxy is revealed to be a reflex of Dean in the jung stuff we go into M Butterfly and-- then the mythos stuff here-- and the leak there--

and he's still just. Trying to figure out what he's yelling loudly won't happen. He doesn't know. He's yelled it so compulsively for so long he doesn't even know what it is. Never stopped to think about it anymore than anything else he fails on. There is no definition, there's just the undefined, amorpheous and changeable essence of argument he continually attempts to insert into fandom to undermine queer content, because regardless of what he pretends to be, he's just like the reddit incel he got busted doxxing someone I care about deeply. Birds of a feather. They're conservative dogwhistling homophobic manipulators and they're running out of time.

He promises he deletes his account if it "goes canon" but literally can not define what that canon is that he swears won't happen. An undefinable all consuming definition he can play with into eternity. If he'd ever thought a day in his life about what that word means to begin with, he'd have had an answer. The promise to delete his blog is as meaningless as everything else he sprays into the internet. Like, please. That man spent 5K to argue with me about the pilot and be wrong and instead of deleting he just lied and said it never happened. You think his Word That Means Nothing is gonna be the sudden breaking point he's a human being and deletes himself?

But broader than that, it's just display #1000, he doesn't know what the show is, where it's going or where it's ending, he's just screaming about what he doesn't want it to be.

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rogue-inquisitor · 1 year

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Spn fic idea I’m never gonna write but need to see:

Dean Winchester is secretly an accomplished poet au.

Hear me out.

Nobody knows that the highly acclaimed modern poet Steve Tyler is actually Dean Winchester, and no one is ever gonna know if Dean has anything to say about it. Especially Sam.

There are a couple of close calls, like that time Dean found Sam reading a beat up copy of his anthology and had to stumble through an increasingly awkward conversation about how relevant and poignant his works were when read through the eyes of a hunter, or when he, on autopilot, corrected the high school English teacher they just saved from a rougarou when she quoted one of his works wrong.

When they stumble upon a prophet’s book series about their lives, well, Dean is sure the jig is up. Sam will find out his pie-loving, badass, macho, high school dropout of a brother writes poetry of all things and he’ll never hear the end of it. When there’s no mention of it in the Supernatural books, well, he breathes a sigh of relief. (What he doesn’t know, is that one Chuck Shurley, God, is so goddamn jealous that Dean is a better writer that he deliberately leaves it out.)

At one point Sam puts a couple pieces together, and quietly pulls Dean aside.

“Y’know Steve Tyler? How I always thought his works were relatable?”

Dean, sweating, nods. Goddamnit, he knew that latest book about the apocalypse and destiny was a little too on the nose.

“Do you think it’s Chuck?”

Dean almost sags in relief. “Yeah, seems like something that little twerp would do.”

When they meet Metatron, it takes the threat of sticking an angel blade where the sun don’t shine for his secret to stay safe.

“Don’t worry,” the nerdy rat says, voice high and reedy, “I won’t tell Sam about your sickening love poems about short and grumpy over there.”

He doesn’t know why he hasn’t told Sam. He’s been holding onto this secret for so long, holding this so close to his chest, that the thought of other people knowing would kill him.

When his secret does come out, it’s simultaneously earth shattering and anticlimactic. Cas casually strolls into the bunker and announces that he’s finished reading Dean’s works, before tossing a faded and well read copy onto the table. Sam loses his mind.

There’s a long break, between poems, when things are at their worst. When Mary dies, again, he posts a single sentence to his website and doesn’t touch a pen for a long time.

I learned to love more than the idea of you, but I learned it too late.

Later, once they’ve saved the world (again), and Chuck has been dealt with, Dean sits down in the bunker, and stares at his notebook. All the little things that have been sitting in his chest stab at him like knives.

He thinks about Cas. Cas, telling him the one thing Dean was only ever able to say behind three layers of metaphor, saying those three words like it’s easy. Cas being swallowed up by the empty. Cas, who read Dean’s poetry so much the cover was soft and cracked with repeated use, where the pages were worn and frayed at the edges.

And like he’s releasing some great weight, Dean puts a pen to the page, and writes.

#supernatural #dean winchester #poetry au #sorry not sorry #i hope some takes this and runs #bc I need to live in a world where this fic exists #if you write this fic just credit me somewhere #castiel #deancas

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scottishaccentsareawesome · 1 year

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I posted 5,226 times in 2022

1,055 posts created (20%)

4,171 posts reblogged (80%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@textbooksarcasm

@justaleapoffaith

@castielxdawnchester

@robiinbuckley

@daughter-of-infinity

I tagged 4,662 of my posts in 2022

Only 11% of my posts had no tags

#0 - 275 posts

#incorrect quotes - 726 posts

#mcu - 505 posts

#top gun maverick - 477 posts

#icemav - 411 posts

#top gun - 376 posts

#harringrove - 284 posts

#hangster - 252 posts

#stranger things - 240 posts

#hangaroo - 216 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#i didn't even know 911 had a found-father-son relationship in it when i started getting obsessed but i am so glad now that i got obsessed!!!

My Top Posts in 2022:

GUYS WE COULD ACTUALLY GET THIS NOW

1,279 notes - Posted September 30, 2022

Bruce(at dinner): Tim, why are you looking away from everyone while you're eating? Is there a butterfly in here, and it's making you mad?

Tim: No, Bruce, I'm mad at a certain brother!

Bruce(in a Tone, to Jason): Jason...

Dick: Whoa, why do you assume it was Jason?

Bruce: It was you?

Dick: No, it was Jason.

1,418 notes - Posted August 11, 2022

Maverick: I've been where you are.

Rooster: Struggling to prove yourself as a naval aviator, yeah, I know.

Maverick: No, I meant being in love with an asshole in your Top Gun class.

1,536 notes - Posted September 19, 2022

I just realized that Cinderella and the Prince are perfect for a Fake Dating/Fake Engagement AU.

They’d meet at the ball...

Prince: “Oh wow, you’re beautiful...”

Cinderella: “Thanks, but I’m not interested. I’m just here to have a good time and get away from being a slave to my stepmother and stepsisters for a while.”

Prince(thinks about how his dad is pressuring him to find a fiance): “...Just how badly do you wanna get away from your stepmother and stepsisters...?”

1,933 notes - Posted July 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

After Iceman’s funeral, Slider was contacted by Ice’s attorney to come into his office, as he had some personal property that Ice had left Slider in his will.

Emotional over the loss of his friend, as well as curious about what he might have left him (his dog tags? No, he would have left those for his family. Money? No, Ice wouldn’t leave him money...) Slider arranged to come into the attorney’s office a couple days later to receive his inheritance from Ice.

After he entered the man’s office, and introduced himself, shook his hand, was told “I’m sorry for your loss”, etc. the attorney handed him a plain white envelope.

Confused, Slider turned the envelope over in his hand. It was standard letter-size, sealed, with no odd bulges indicating anything other than paper was inside. And on the front, written in pen, in Iceman’s handwriting, were the words “For Admiral Ron Kerner.”

So Slider opened the envelope, and pulled out a single piece of folded white paper.

He unfolded the paper, and read...

“Dear Slider,

You get Maverick.

Love,

Ice”

People outside in the hallway all stopped when they heard a sudden, loud yell:

“...GODDAMNIT...!”

2,010 notes - Posted September 17, 2022

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gretelfrei · 2 years

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i got bored and went on an incorrect quotes generator so here you go

greenblings being dumb, but mostly kugie and shin hating each other:

shin: So, kugie is no longer allowed to take the trash out at night. kanna: Why? shin: Because I've caught them trying to train raccoons to fight five times in a row. kugie, arms crossed and pouting: You'll be thanking me when the third raccoon battalion saves your ass.

kanna: If you water water, it grows. shin: ...What. kugie: They've got a point.

(more under cut i just didnt want to make this post so long)

kanna: How do you do that? shin: I'm fearless. kugie: I saw you run from bees yesterday. You flailed around and tripped over a chair. It was both hysterical and sad. shin: I'm mostly fearless.

kugie: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to piss you off? kanna: What? No, I— shin: *enters room* kugie: *jaw clenches*

shin: All in all, a 100% successful trip. kanna: But we lost kugie. shin: All in all, a 100% successful trip!

kanna: Guys, shin is missing. kugie: Good.

shin: I hate kugie. kanna: "Hate' is a strong word. shin: I have strong opinions.

kanna: Why did you guys dress up as each other for Halloween? kugie: shin is the scariest thing I could think of! shin: kugie told me I should pick the dumbest costume possible.

kanna, reading a recipe: Beat three eggs? shin: It means like in hand-to-hand combat. kanna: Ohhhh- kugie: Both of you get out of this kitchen.

shin: kugie isn’t answering my messages. kanna: Allow me. shin: I tried 6 times, what makes you thi- kugie: *replying to message* Hello.

shin, excitedly: Heeyy!! kanna: Hey, someone's excited. kugie, deadpan: Yeah, and it's making me sick.

kanna: Do you think different paints have different tastes? shin: They do. kugie: ...Why did you say that with such certainty?

kanna: How is spring not everyone’s favorite season? The trees are PINK, guys! kugie: Allergies are also a problem, y'know. kanna: But pink. shin: And it's hot. kanna: PINK!

shin: kugie gave me a get better soon card. kanna: That's sweet! shin: I wasn't sick, they just think I can do better.

kugie: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, shin? shin: No. kanna: I do! kugie: I know, kanna. kanna: I’m sad. kugie: I know, kanna.

kanna: Why does everyone want to kill shin? kugie: Because, goddamnit, have you seen them? Their neck looks so snappable.

#yttd #your turn to die #kime ga shine #greenblings #kanna kizuchi #shin tsukimi #kugie kizuchi #yttd kanna #yttd shin #yttd kugie #I love them so much <3

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🍕🍔🥩🍣🦪🍤🍺🌮Kidnapped food-posting quotes n shiz PART 1🌯🦑🦐🐟🦀🍗🍪🍫🍰

Why not do a themed one? I see no reason not to fsdhfdjshkjfdshdjfs -------------------------------

Kristy:(annoyed)So what??? You're just gonna ignore our mission???

Max:(nods, smirks)Yep, sure am. New mission is getting some lunch. (Hungry)Godddd, that barbecue place smells so good, i could go for some goodass steaks right now…

Sharky:(hungry too)You think maybe we could snag a few? I could really use some food…I'm starved…

Max:(smirks)Hell yeah i bet we can. We got some cash.

Kristy:(annoyed)You two are seriously just gonna listen to and think with your stomachs??? Like really???

Max:(nods, scheming)Yep.

Sharky:(hungry)Honestly yeah. Can't focus really with mine being empty…

Kristy:(annoyed as fuck)Unbelievable!!! I can't believe you 2 are just gonna-!!! (She's cut off by her own stomach growling hungrily, wrapping her arms around herself)Ughhhhh…

Max:(smirking)Maybe you should be listening to yours, seems like it's trying to tell you something…

Kristy:(annoyed)Ughh!!!! Shut up!!!! We need to focus on-

Sharky:(cutting her off)Getting food. Look, nothings gonna get fuckin done with all of us starving so lets get some grilled goods, chow down then we get back to the mission ok? (Looking dead at Kristy)You're always the one lecturing me about self care so…Yknow, maybe we should all do that huh?

Kristy:(annoyed, glares at both of them)….Fine, goddamnit. BUT WE'RE GETTING RIGHT BACK TO THE MISSION AFTE-

Max:(already got a plan to find the place)Yeah yeah yeah, the stupidass mission. Anyway!!!! LET'S GO!!!! -------------------------------

(Max being Max xd)

Max:(hungry, just rambling outloud)Okay but some nachos would be banging right now…And also maybe like something with whipped cream, i'm thinking like a drink but like…Man, i'd eat an entire cherry pie though with whipped cream on it…Root beer float also sounds really fucking good though…Or maybe-!!!

Kristy:(interrupts, annoyed as she's trying to read something on her phone)Is it like actually physically possible for you to go at least 20 minutes without thinking about food? Like can you actually think about things with your brain instead of your stomach or like?

Max:(amused, smirking)Nah, not really. And if i ever manage that, that'd be the time to panic cuz that ain't me heheh…Got a shapeshifter with ya and i'm probably being held captive somewhere…

Kristy:(groans annoyed)Ughhhhhhh…

Max:(defensive, amused still though)Look, i do not know why i'm always hungry, i just know that i am. Gotta have a well fed Max to do the dumbass Trio shit ya need me to do alright? This kinda quality tech and hacking work comes with a price tag and that price tag involves tacos…(hungry, lighting up)God, tacos though, ughhhh, i just want something with some steak…

Kristy:(annoyed, trying to focus on her phone)Please stopppp, this is already so boring to read and you're just distracting me…

Max:(amused, getting his phone out and looking for a taco place now)Alright alright, fineeeee…I'll go get some chow then. I'm starving, i need some food real bad, legit all i can think about right now… ------------------------------- inb4 this one DO NOT DO THIS ONE...DON'T... Not food related but it involves Max eating something ig so...I'm putting here anyway lol

(We see Max and Kristy sitting down in the underground area, resting a bit…Kristy's reading one of her manga's and Max is fucking around with a glowstick…We see Max tapping on the stick and shaking it around…And then he gets a dumbass idea lmao…We see Max take a claw out and saw the top bit of it off, peeling the lidbit off. He chunks it to the side and that's whenever Kristy looks up and notices.)

Kristy:(concerned, worried)Uhhhhh, what the hell are you doing?

Max:(his gaze goes from the blue glowstick to Kristy, smirking)Gonna do some shots if you catch my drift…

Kristy:(immediately tries to stop him)Max, no!!!! It could be dangerous!!!!!!

Max:(scoffs, tapping the stick, amused)Nah, i googled it, not poison so i'll be fine butttttt am curious sooooooo…-(he gazes at Kristy, smirking and then quickly opens his mouth, pouring the liquid in, he lets it sit in his mouth a sec, showing Kristy, trying to talk)Look Kwis, mah mouths glowin!!!

Kristy:(anxious, apprehensive)…….Yeahhhh, i dunno bout this…

Max:(mouth still full of blue glowing chemical, amused)Quit cwyin, is fine!!! Is cool!!!! Now i wanna see tho…(we see Max decide finally to close his mouth and gulp the liquid down, then quickly opening his mouth, now it not glowing, Max immediately being disappointed)Awwwww, fuck!!! Really not glowing anymore????

Kristy:(kinda surprised)…Ok, i actually did think your mouth would still be glowing…

Max:(annoyed)Yeah, same, what a fuckin disappointment…Ughhhhh…(slouches back before looking down at his body, moving his bag and looking at his body)Wait, is my stomach glowing or…? (Looking, annoyed, head smacks back into the wall)No!!! Goddddddd, how boring!!! I was hoping something would glow, like that'd be really cool!!! Damnit!!!!! Ehhhhhhhhh…

Kristy:(staring)Well, like…It still doesn't hurt right or does it or?

Max:(he thinks a second, shrugs)Not reall-(stops a second)……..Orrrrrr…My stomach does kinda tingle a bit now…So might end up getting a stomachache later…God, this wasn't even worth it, how lame…

Kristy:(kinda laughs a bit)Well, least it didn't really hurt you…

Max:(annoyed, sideglances)No but it is lame as hell, ughhh…(reaches into his bag, pulls out another glowstick)…Maybe if i ate a few more?

Kristy:(quickly)Uhhhh, don't we need these for down here?? You probably shouldn't right now, we need to conserve energy!!!

Max:(huffs, annoyed as he chunks another glowstick up and down in his hand)Yeah, yeah, yeah, god, just…Ughhhh… -------------------------------

(Max and Kristy trying to go find a thing or something lol, idk)

(We see the 2 derpos walking around downtown Shellside City, actively looking for a specific place…Andddd then Max veers that shit offroad p damn quick.)

Kristy:(looking at her phone confused then back up at Max)…..Are you sure this is the right way?

Max:(amused, hands in his hoodie pockets)You remember earlier when you were like "You got to listen to your gut sometimes!" ?

Kristy:(confused)Yeah? Why exactly?

Max:(amused)I am fully embracing that advice and my gut right now is telling me that i need some food asap hehehe…

Kristy:(her face falls as she looks back at the map and sees where they're ACTUALLY heading to, a local bar and grill, looking up at Max, pissy)Are you serious???? You were doing this on purpose weren't you?!?!?

Max:(walking backwards some, looking at Kristy, amused)Hey now!! You gave that advice earlier and i for one like to listen to my friends when they give good advice!! If you have an issue with it, then you're gonna need to take it up with my gut cuz uhhhh that's what i'm listening to right now.

Kristy:(glaring, pissed)I can't believe you dude, ughhhhh, holy shit…

Max:(amused, moving back to walking normally)Welp believe it cuz i did do it haha, and i'll do it again at some point. Now that that's out in the open, goddddd, i can't wait to sink my teeth into some bacon cheeseburgers, ahhhhh, holy shit…

Kristy:(glaring at Max still)Here's some new advice for you since you like my points so much: Maybe try and think with your brain instead maybe next time…

Max:(amused)And ignore my stomach?? Kris Kris, i'm sorry but absolutely not. My stomachs always been on my side and has never led me astray, not even once!! So uhhhhh yeah, i think ima keep doing things my way haha!!

Kristy:(glaring, pissed)…You are seriously so fucking insufferable sometimes Max…

Max:(shrugging, amused)Can't argue that one honestly… -------------------------------

(We see Kristy waking up during a rainy night, anxious and scared after a dream, to which, Max tries to help her with…)

Max:(walking into the bunkroom with a container of cookies, he notices Kristy's up and upset, getting her attention, caring)Ey, you ok?

Kristy:(she looks down from her bunk to see Max, wiping tears out of her eyes)Max? What are you doing up?

Max:(plopping his cookie box onto her bunk, climbing up to her and getting comfortable, amused as he grabs his box again)Woke up to pee and then wanted a midnight snack so…(chomps into a sugar cookie before offering the box over to Kristy)Want one?

Kristy:(calming down some since she's not alone now, takes one, lightly)……You always offer me food and stuff when i'm down…Like I've noticed that…

Max:(shoving a cookie into his mouth, smirks)Well yeah. Foods good for ya. Good for the mind, good for the soul and good for your stomach heh…Kinda can't go wrong with it… ------------- Have i mentioned Max is a cryptid who is a bottomless pit and we have no clue why it's not possible really for him to get full except in the most rare of circumstances? That these abilities of his are goddamn supernatural in nature and we have 0 clue wtf is wrong with him? Well i'm mentioning it again lol. That doge will fistfight you over a bag of doritos, do not test him. Next one will have more Sharksty shit and will be more Sharky/Kristy related in general. I'm scaredt ima run out of room sooooo you getting a part 2 lol, hold up. Will link whenever done: https://www.tumblr.com/sharksa-shivers/748263506686722048/kidnapped-food-posting-quotes-n-shiz-part

#kidnappedseries #kidnappedseries dialog stuff #sharky #max #kristy

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