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Swear to the stars I'm going to go insane if I don't get more content on Nemec immediately
My son, everyone. He means the entire world to me.
#if i had a DIME#for everytime i got attached to a clone i thought was the youngest sibling/had a heart of gold#i would have three whole dimes#sw the bad batch#the bad batch#tbb nemec
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woman who has never experienced sexual temptation in her life: fellas it is not that hard
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you ever be listening to a song and then something else starts playing the same song
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People say Jason was being over dramatic becoming Red Hood instead of just going home to Gotham after coming back to life but honestly if Talia had even one recording of any of the unhinged insults Bruce canonically said about Jason while he was dead I think it becomes completely understandable if not a mild reaction
#jason todd#red hood#Batman#bruce wayne#slandering Jason was his only emotional for a decade#not even a joke#if I had a dime for every time Bruce said I love you to Jason in a issue I’d have ten cents#but if I had a dime for every time Bruce said something out of pocket about his dead son I could make a car payment
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@tapakah0 @somerandomdudelmao
I am sorry I could not help myself-
based on the apocalyptic au these two have conjured
(featuring some small Easter egg peeps)
#a silly little thing#cass creature#tapa#if I had a dime for everytime I made art based off you two’s au’s#worth it though#okay now I sleep cause my hand is about to fall off#been hovering over the post button for half an hour-
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idk how to tell you guys this but if your psychotic character gets prescribed anti psychotics it’s probably not that accurate
#charlie.txt#if I had a dime#every time I heard some writer act like anti psychotics are easy to get or are overprescribed#I would have enough money to skip the prescription requirement
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"you very nearly went with her!" oh, it's kind of their thing, dear.
#if i had a dime...#nevermore webtoon#annabel lee nevermore#lenore nevermore#isnt that romantic#nevermore webcomic
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you know which nami moment we collectively don’t talk about enough? this one:
this is one of the most well-placed moments of the show, not only because it perfectly confuses us/sets the audience up for the nami and arlong reveal, but also because it ages like fine fucking wine in hindsight.
going back and rewatching this part after having caught up in both the manga and anime is so heartbreaking, because if there’s one thing we know about nami, it’s that she adores little kids. she would literally die for any child who needs help, and that’s canon, baby.
so this moment hits especially fucking hard upon rewatch, simply because you know it costs nami to do this. but pre-luffy nami is a master of her own emotions and instantly makes the tough decision to be the villain in this kid’s eyes as long as it saves him a fate like hers.
i know it’s an obvious moment to most viewers, but this edge that nami had pre-luffy both breaks my heart and makes me respect her so much. and the loss of that edge in later arcs is bittersweet in its own way to me, bc while i miss her more lethal side that was more common pre-time skip, i also love how it’s clear to us that luffy and the other crewmates have finally given her a safe place to just be herself :,)
#here i go again w the ramblings about my fav female characters#if i had a dime for every angry fem character that i have stanned id be the richest mf alive#the live action only watchers missed this moment but i hope they watch or read it on their own time!#one piece#mugiwara#nami#arlong park
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I know I should be writing part 2 of my meta but here's a little something instead.
Enjoy!
Is it just me or does Scrooge McDuck actually look like David Tennant.
#the resemblance is uncanny#david tennant#ducktales#scrooge mcduck#doctor who#tenth doctor#10th doctor#if I had a dime for every time DT was in one of my favorite shows/movies I'd have a lot of dimes#funny memes#doctor who memes#ducktales meme#it's the 3D glassed for me#did anyone else notice that scrooge is wearing two glasses#DUCKS#that's what water slides of#they probably have ears. that's how they hear other ducks#and don't feed them bread you idiots!#frozen peas
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nothing to upset u more than a character u really like being put in a poll against a character apart of the tumblrspheres current favorite media 🚶🏾
#if i had a dime for everytime this happened with a dungeon meshi character that id have 2 dimes#i still think abt kon vs marcille that one was so unfair#by such large margin cause no one knows who kon is 😭#kae.txt
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thinking about writing a 250k established relationship dreamling fic spanning centuries of dream keeping a diary of soft vignettes about his husband hob and their lives together just so I can title it My Immortal
#dreamling#dream of the endless#hob gadling#i'm really sorry you had to read this post#if i had a dime for every longfic concept i came up with exclusively for the sake of one joke#i'd have two dimes#add this to the pile with the cat
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I mean, I can't NOT prompt "Emotions are a luxury I don't have time for." with Dreamling 👀
🤘 five-and-dimes
OKAY ADMITTEDLY it does fit Dreamling very well doesn't it—? I was going to give half an hour per piece and accidently digressed way too much with this one..... whoops...? Thank you for the prompt dear 🥰💖
Dreamling || 1,174w || lowkey hurt/comfort but with ~hope
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“Don’t you feel anythi— fuck.” Hob stops, forcing the words back down with a thick swallow. He cannot afford himself to speak in anger, no matter how badly it burns in his veins, no matter how scourged by Dream’s aloofness he is. It doesn’t matter that he should have the right for anger. Dream is simply not a being you could, or should, be angry with if you hope to keep him in your life.
Angry or not, justified or not. Hob wants him in his life, very much.
“Dream, listen.” Hob starts, running a hand over his own face, nails scratching uncomfortably over the side of his cheek. “I get it, okay.” He really doesn’t but this is not the point “but seriously, you do have feelings, I know that you have…” his voice wavers and he gestures at the space between them, unable to voice it lest Dream would flee again. “Please.” his voice strains with the burden of it all. Wanting so much, needing so much—being forbidden from even voicing it, let alone having it.
"Emotions are a luxury I don't have time for.” Dream’s voice is deep, booming, as aloof as it could possibly get. He sounds like he’s reading a ready-made script, like he’s following the lines long since prepared.
Hob recoils, physically takes a step back, wants a distance between himself and Dream’s rejection. He should have expected it, in fact, he assumed he might get worse and yet— “Bulshit.” The short silence that follows is pregnant with tension, both momentarily silenced by Hob’s boldness. Hob is as surprised by it as Dream, apparently is.
Dream comes around first, eyebrows knotting, storms cracking in the depths of his eyes. His lips thin, the corners tug down and then he opens his mouth to deliver what Hob is sure would be either a really bad reprimand or his final words to him.
He cannot have it. If only for the simple fact that he doesn’t only want Dream in his life, but factually needs him. He doesn’t know what’s life would be worth without knowing that in the end of every story there will be Dream to share it with, a confidant, a keeper of his journey.
“I think that you’re afraid—” the words rush out without a thought, he steps forward, hurrying to finish before this would blow out of proportion “—because I know that I am petrified.” The words burn true on his tongue, there’s a dull ache in his chest, his lungs feel too full and empty of air. “I am horrified that you might leave, I am terrified that you might not lo— accept this, I am…” he swallows, his throat is closing with the emotion of it all. He cannot stop, not now that he had finally started. “I get it Dream, I know that you are, that we are… different but…. “ His hand falls by his side, no amount of gesturing would express what he feels.
He runs out of words. He was so certain he had them all when this conversation started, now he can hardly even remember what brought it about. He didn’t prepare for it as well as he thought, he doesn’t know how to word it, how to phrase it in a way that would convince Dream to give this, them, a chance. Damn.
His chin drops and he stares at the ground, burning disappointment makes his hand tremor. He closes his fist.
He is no poet, no storyteller, no writer. He is no Dream to pick and choose the right words. He’s only a man. Only a man who loves a being beyond his comprehension, very, very much.
Fuck, fuck it all. Fuck. He is about to lose him, isn’t he?
The pain in his gut is a twisting thing, like a knife slicing through the guts. Shitty death, he’d know. He dares to glance up when Dream doesn’t speak, half expecting to see him gone. Instead, there’s something softer in Dream’s eyes when he meets them. For the first time, Hob’s attention is drawn to the unnatural void in those eyes, the glint of distant stats. This is…
“Am I…” his mind struggles through the spell of dizziness, his consciousness readjusting its grasp of the surroundings. The shadows are longer, the shapes are bent a little too far, the colors are not quite right.
“I am dreaming.” He understands when he finally sees the landscape for what it is, Dream, for who he is. “Oh shit.” His cheeks color red, he is aware of the incredibly uncomfortable material of the shirt he used to wear some few hundreds years ago.
“I yanked you into my dream, haven’t I.” This is, even more than before, not how he had hoped to confess. Not even close.
“Hob,” Dream’s voice bleeds to every fiber of the dream-scape, infusing it with power, making it feel tangible, more clear, in focus. “You dream very loudly.” There’s an odd note to his voice, if Hob was to attempt and pinpoint it, he’d have to admit it sounds like astonishment.
“Sorry,” he answers, abashed. “I, uh, suppose you can’t just…” he gestures at his own head with a motion that resembles wiping chalk off of a board. “Maybe…?” he adds, hopefully.
He doesn’t regrets his feelings. He would, though, like to at least be awake when Dream rejects him, It feels only proper.
The idea of simply not raising it up at all is one that had crossed his mind frequently, and yet he knows that sooner or later he’d slip again, that he wouldn’t be able to to continue pretending like this isn’t an integral part of who he is, like this isn’t something that he feels.
Sooner or later, he’d tell Dream of The Endless that he is helplessly, hopelessly, truly and deeply— in lov…
A finger again his lips distracts him from his thoughts. “Very loudly.” Dream scolds quietly, wistfully. He sighs then, the weight of it almost buckles Hob’s knees. Dream seems to ready himself, like he is expecting a great deal of suffering and is braving himself for it. He looks exhausted. Worn down. Won over.
Hob immediately dislikes that look, it speaks too much of Dream’s past. Too much of what had made Dream as closed off as he is. Too much of what hurt him so badly. Hob wants him to be…
“Very well, Hob Gadling.” Dream’s words distract Hob from his thoughts again “We shall speak of it further in the waking world, according to your wishes.” Dream looks away into the distance, his finger lingering on Hob’s lower lip, it’s cool. “I must go now, so long.”
He does not sat farewell. Hob’s mind centers around it. Between one eye blink and another, Dream is gone, golden sand scattering behind.
“What…?” Hob’s mind is already fuzzing into an incoherent haze of shapes and shadows, only distantly concerned with what just transpired.
Only vaguely he wonders if he should feel loss, or…not?
#Listen I had no idea what I was going for as I started and didn't for the entire time. BUT STILL.#My only rule for tonight's write-in is to go along with anything regardless of my personal feelings about the matter XD#So here we are~ I hope you like it!! 💖💖💖#Dreamling#Dreamling fic#The sandman#dream of the endless#hob gadling#dream#hob#buns.w#buns.all#msg#I absolutely should stick to 200-300 words and no rewrites moving on though esgterhbrtdthrt#five-and-dimes
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Kikimo Glenn trying to get Scrooge's Number 1 Dime.
#disney#disney tva#disney tva shows#crossover#disney crossover#disney tva crossover#cartoons#animation#2d animation#kiff#ducktales 2017#kiff chatterley#lena sabrewing#kikimo glenn#scrooge mcduck#parallels#if i had a dime for every character voiced by kikimo glenn who tried to get scrooge's number 1 dime#i'd have 2 dimes#which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice#theme song takeover
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Discovered some forgotten doodles on my laptop from when my tablet was MIA anyway enjoy Phoenix Ass
#art#if I had a dime for every time one of these began with “I thought you were in Germany--”#mitsunaru#nsft
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Since this time tomorrow the finale will have already aired I just wanted to thank 9-1-1 s6 and especially 6B for being one of the seasons of all time. Truly you were so kind to us queen there'll never be another like you.
#week after week after week banger after banger after banger I had the time of my life#911 abc#911 fox#ill give fox some credit since this season was still on their dime#weewoo brainrot
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Um. Say hi to the xxy crocodile/hunter I got off the AH for 7kt. Name ideas?
#tundra talks#if I had a dime for every time I got an xxy/xyx dusthide for fodder price I’d have two dimes#which isn’t a lot but it’s weird it’s happened twice#flight rising#fr#flight rising tumblr
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