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something that needs to be mentioned as well is the power of the writers. we know Tommy wasn't supposed to be on that rescue but then it worked out that way with him being there. and they managed to take this unlikable man dude who had very little redemption arc (until 7x03) into a love interest that most of us are rooting for really hard and actually enjoying so much and they did that within like an episode and half. not even talking about the fact it is a love interest to our Buck who we wanted to be with Eddie and no-one else for years now! it's just *chef's kiss* they slayed so hard with this storyline. none of us saw that coming. it is a crack ship come reality.
#911 spoilers#911 abc#tommy kinard#evan buckley#bucktommy#buck x tommy#tommy x buck#kinkley#buddie#someday#in the future#i'm sure of it
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the means by which all is revealed
#minato arisato#persona 3#persona#persona 3 fes#makoto yuki#persona 3 protagonist#ペルソナ3#ペルソナ#p3p#art.mymp3#not entirely happy with it but at this point im just putting it out there so i can move on#did work hard on it though!#excited to try to branch out and make more complete pieces like this#in the future#yay
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#I drew it on phone#It's crooked#but I like it#In the future#I'll draw it on a graphics tablet#art#my art#sketch#welcome home arg#welcome home#welcome home wally#wally darling#wally fanart#wally
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— In the Future, Jay Hulme, in '100 Queer Poems, an anthology' (2022)
[text ID: I've forgotten what my face looks like / but can easily describe my spine. / The way it bends under pressure, / the way it curves, but will not break.]
#jay hulme#in the future#queer poetry#100 queer poems#quotes#mine#i couldn't draw my own face if god asked#bodies#survival
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David Tennant at the 2023 BAFTA TV Awards
#david tennant#bafta#bafta 2023#joshua kane suit#snazzy suit#i hope we have more opportunities to see dt in joshua kane#in the future#excellent look#stuff i posted
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The year - 2027
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♟️White King 👑
Previous~ The prettiest King uwu💕 This is the last public part to the Wonderland AU~! Hope you enjoyed :>cc
#WonderlandAU#byakuya kuchiki#White King!Byakuya#pinup#nsft#pretty pretty uwu#we also talked about Chess Knight Kenpachi <v<#and let me tell u it was a fantastic mind-visual for my KenBya heart<333#I never got around to drawing it tho pfff#maybe one day#in the future
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So I came up with a new AU idea at work today (always the last convenient place to get struck by inspiration - but there you go): Restaurant AU.
Mav and Ice are chefs, Goose (who lives) and Slider are waiters.
Mav likes to experiment and come up with new dishes on the fly. Doesn’t like sticking to a set menu, leans into the whole ‘I’m serving an experience, not a recipe’ style of cooking.
Ice sticks strictly to the recipes. His idea of mastery is nailing a dish, no flaws, no mistakes - just perfection.
Naturally their philosophies crash.
Ice feels that Mav will run customers out the door if they consistently order a dish and get some different spin on it (or, something barely resembling it) each time. On the other hand. Mav feels that Ice’s way will see them stagnating and getting frozen in time.
“Do you want to turn into the place pensioners go because ‘it’s the same dinner I ordered 10, 20, 30 years ago!’.
Unfortunately neither of them can bring themselves to just straight up quit because even if they clash constantly, no other chef has pushed either of them harder to improve than they have each other. (And also, the thought of not getting to compete/see/spend time with each other just doesn’t feel right in the slightest).
I can’t decide whether they’re both running a kitchen of a struggling restaurant, trying to push it to greater heights - or they’ve both been recruited to Viper’s high-end restaurant and have just found themselves thrown together.
Either way, the whole idea has been bouncing about my head all day and I wanted to get it out haha
#pete maverick mitchell#tom iceman kazansky#nick goose bradshaw#ron slider kerner#icemav#well sorta#in the future#top gun#restaurant au#chef au#art
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Spoiler Ask
Spoiler ask about children
I'm not even joking, that is something I was considering tackling come book 3. Giving the MC the choice to have a child in this craziness. I'm still mulling it over but I'm considering making it possible
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Infection 2.0
Chapter 1: Betrayal
Chapter 1(HERE), Chapter 2(TBA)
Summary:
Marinette has had enough. Enough of all their jeers, their bullying, their outright assault on her entire being. After piling up all her emotions, she can barely find it in her to breathe anymore. When Chat Noir gives up his ring for selfish reasons, she loses it. She and Plagg are going to bring a ruin to Paris, one infection at a time.
The cold breeze stung against the warmth of her flushed skin, her eyes unfocused as she gazed at the streets below. She leaned her bare forearms on the smooth marble of her balcony, shivering at how cool the material was. Marinette’s light pink nightgown pressed against her body, flapping as the wind got harsher. She did her best to ignore the chill of the outdoors, wanting to take a break from it all. As she continued to stare down at the streets, looking at nothing in particular, the memory of the other night began to taunt her.
“Chat…” Marinette whispered, her warm breath materializing from the freezing temperature. Her heart ached, her mind ached. How could he do that to her? After everything they had been through? Marinette couldn’t believe it, wouldn’t believe it. She denied it even as she stared down at the metal ring on her finger. The Chat Noir she knew would never do something like this, would never give up on her, on them.
“Think happy thoughts, Marinette, think happy thoughts,” she bit the inside of her mouth, trying to stay calm. She focused on the sounds of busy streets, of the people laughing down below. She thought of her own family, when they were playing games and baking. She thought of her friends and when they would plan surprise parties for each other. But then… then she started remembering how her life is currently. Of how her parents barely talked to each other or to her. Of how her friends had begun sticking gum to her seat and stealing her sketchbooks. Of how Lila Rossi tipped her entire life out of balance. Of how Chat Noir-
NO!
Marinette stood up from where she was leaning, clutching her head. Bad Marinette, bad! She had gotten too lost in her mind again, had taken off her rose tinted glasses for too long. She gripped her pigtails, strands of midnight blue hair sticking out of clenched hands. Marinette rushed forward into her room, slamming the glass door behind her closed. She drew the curtains, trying to hide in the dense darkness of her room.
“…Marinette” A low voice whispered next to her from where she sat in the middle of the room. She glanced over, noticing the glowing neon green eyes. The eyes of her chat, her kitty, her-
“Marinette, look at me.” Plagg stared at her, her chat nowhere to be seen. She saw the pity in those beautiful green eyes, saw the way they wavered as they looked at her.
“…Plagg…” Marinette’s voice was soft, like a scared little girl’s. “Why are you here? Where’s Chat Noir?”
“….” The pity in his eyes intensified. He flew up and onto her head, curling on top of it.
“Plagg? I asked you where Chat was! It’s dangerous if he doesn’t have his miraculous!” Marinette tried to look up at him, but it was impossible. He was on her head and wasn’t moving. “Don’t just ignore me, Plagg! Tell me where Chat Noir is!”
“…” No movement.
“Plagg! You have to go back to Adrien! He- no… I…” Marinette stopped, her eyes wide. She couldn’t know who he was, not unless- “NO! Chat wouldn’t do that to me! He wouldn’t!”
Marinette’s tears stained her flushed cheeks as she curled in on herself, shaking. “He wouldn’t! He wouldn’t! Chat Noir would never! He…”
Marinette felt a warm touch on her cheek. She took in the green glowing eyes of a creature that wasn’t her kitty, almost making her sob harshly once again.
“Plagg…” She reached over, hugging the small creature. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!”
Her kitty hadn’t left just her but his kwami as well.
“Chat! I got your message, what do you need?” Ladybug swung in, landing on the rooftop her kitty was standing on. “Don’t tell me you have to miss patrol again! You know as well as I do that-”
“I quit.” The low hum of her partner’s voice startled her, causing her to look him in the eyes.
“What?” She couldn’t believe it, she had to have heard him wrong. There was no way-
“I quit.” Her cat stood there, his tail softly swinging below him. “I just can’t do this anymore, Ladybug. This isn’t a joke. I can’t take it anymore. It’s too much- too much on me and my life. I had a lot of fun with you, Ladybug, but I can’t force myself to be someone I’m not. I’m just… It’s better if I show you- Plagg, Claws out!”
There he was. There was the boy- the man who had worked beside her and made her day for years. He was…
“I'm just Adrien. I'm not a hero.” He stood there, swaying slightly. His stance was awkward with his hand on his neck.
“Adrien? No, no! Chat, please, turn back! I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything so-”
“No, Ladybug,” he held out the now purely silver ring to her. “I’m just Adrien now. Chat Noir is a nobody. He doesn’t exist.”
He looked at everything that wasn’t her as he grabbed her hand and shoved the ring into it. He turned and walked away before she could say anything.
“…idiot.” A voice beside her mumbled, causing her to almost fall over. She turned towards the voice with tears in her eyes. A small creature with cat-like features was floating beside her, looking at Adrien's back. “You idiot! If you do this- you can’t go back!”
“I’m sorry Plagg, but you know how this is. I’m not cut out for this anymore. There’s nothing keeping me from quitting anymore.” Adrien kept walking, reaching the door that would lead him into the building. “It’s too much responsibility on me. And.. It's not fun. It’s not something I can mess around doing. I’ve realized this now. Goodbye, Plagg, Ladybug.”
Marinette and Plagg stared at the closed door with wide, shaky eyes. The image of Adrien’s back was clear in their eyes, as if the door hadn’t separated them. As if he hadn’t cut off their connection forever…
Chat Noir wasn’t spotted after that night, ever again.
Plagg said nothing to the girl, his presence could only be felt by the warmth on a small spot on her head.
“I’m sorry.” She mumbled for what must have been the hundredth time this evening. She still denied what happened days ago at this very same hour. She couldn’t believe it. Her companion in this ordeal, in life, had abandoned her. She both understood and didn’t. So she denied what happened with everything she had.
Plagg continued to warm that spot on her head, almost calming Marinette down.
“It… It didn’t happen, okay, Plagg? It didn’t happen and you’re still with Adr- Chat. You’re still with Chat and we are going to meet up tomorrow night since tonight he’s busy. Yes, he’s just busy.” Marinette tried her best to convince herself, insanity almost leaking out of her voice.
Not a single sound could be heard above her head.
“Yes, yes- that’s exactly it! He’s just a little busy right now! He’ll be back for you soon. Yes, yes!” Marinette smiled, her eyes bloodshot from her hours of crying. Her smile felt forced, too large to be normal. She looked every bit insane as she sounded, with only one pigtail still left half-tied.
“Hehehehe, yes! My chat is just a litttttttttle busy right now! He’ll be back soon!” Marinette started giggling, smiling even bigger.
“Marinette.”
“Hmmmmmm…? What is Plagg…?” Marinette tilted her head up, forgetting he was on her. She looked up, seeing him peak out a bit on top of her forehead.
“…I’m sorry.”
“…For what Plagg? For what?” Marinette continued to smile inhumanly large, eyes wide.
“….”
“….You’re weird, Plagg! You don’t even finish your sentences.” Marinette giggled again, and again, and endless continued to giggle the night away.
Marinette’s eyes lazily left the board as she fiddled with her fingernails. Her eyes narrowed in on Adrien’s sunny blonde hair as he laughed at whatever Nino said. She couldn’t hear it from where she sat all the way from the back of the class, but she imagined his laugh sounded like angels singing. She reached into her jean pockets and pulled out the silver ring, playing with it under her desk.
“Dude, what happened to your silver ring?” She could make out Nino’s voice as she leaned over her desk, obviously staring at him.
“Uh, I just gave it away to a fan. I’m sure they needed it more than me.” Adrien smiled brightly, as if he was the sun himself. But his words hit Marinette hard. She physically flinched back, ring in hand.
“Oh, alright. Dude, you should get Lila to get you a new one! She knows a cool up and coming artisan who was like the great, great grandson to Da Vinci.”
“Maybe I’ll ask her later, I don’t want to bother her too much.” His smile strained just as Marinette’s eyes became shooting glares at the mentioned girl.
..Lila…
“Marinette…?” Her darling Adrien’s voice called out to her, making Marinette sit up from where she dozed.
“…Adrien? Adrien! Hi! What’s up?” She scrambled to sit up, a paper sticking to her face. She beamed at him as she took in his gaze.
“Could I talk to you outside?” His large green eyes overwhelmed her, entrancing her like a magical forest. His hair was the sun beaming down on the plants of life and his smile was the very air that life needed to breathe.
“Y-yeah! Sure! Let me just clean up, I’ll meet you outside!” Marinette crammed her papers into her bag, blushing brightly as she ripped a paper off her face. She shoved all the rest of her belongings in after it, rushing after Adrien who had just smiled and walked away.
“So! What’s up? Whatcha need, my good old pal-io?” Marinette internally cringed at herself, but continued to smile at him.
“I just… I know you have a way to contact Ladybug and…” HE’S GONNA ASK FOR THE RING BACK! HE’S GOING TO BE MY PARTNER AGAIN! “I just want you to tell her that I haven’t changed my mind. I’m never going back. I like my life now, and I’m just going to forget everything.”
He’s going to forget everything? Everything they’ve been through?
“Could you tell her that for me?”
“S-sure…” Marinette stared past him, not really sure what she had just heard.
He… he’s abandoning her. He’s abandoning everything they ever did together… them.
He’s abandoning them.
“Plagg…” Marinette slid her earrings into their case, ignoring Tikki’s call. Her eyes were even more bloodshot than before, but now she lacked any type of expression. “…I can’t do this anymore.”
The cold metal of the ring in her hand stung, as if it was trying to burn a hole in the middle of her palm. She stared down at it, the light from the window reflecting off of it. Her entire room was pitch dark aside from a peak in the window and the glare on the ring.
“I’m sorry…” She mumbled, a hand reaching down to fiddle with the lab coat she stole from her Chemistry class. She clenched the ring tightly with the other, the feeling of burning getting worse.
Her hair was still tied into a messy bun, with random pieces of hair sticking out. The circles under her eyes seemed to get worse every second as she continued to stare down at her closed hand.
Tears began to leak out from her swollen eyes, forcing her to close them. Her eyes ached painfully, the tear ducts abused from her hours of nonstop crying. The feeling was even worse than the time she got her wisdom teeth taken out without the use of anesthesia. She still continued to stand there, though, despite her pain. She didn’t even notice it, really. All she could feel was how the ring kept burning her hand.
A sudden warmth on her nose caused her to break out of the trance, making her look up with mostly unfocused eyes. A black blur stood floating in front of her, green eyes staring down at her.
“Plagg?” She stared at the green eyes as they changed to a bright yellow and the pitch black fur became green tinted. So confused by the image in front of her, she didn’t even notice as a certain black-purple butterfly flapped its wings and entered her lab coat.
Notes: Rewriting a fic I wrote in the past(still continuing that one, but I’m redoing things in this fic) anyways I’m obsessed with doing polls so poll time!
Tag list: (Open)
#miraculous lb#mlb#miraculous ladybug#akumatized marinette#akumatized Plagg#class salt#in the future#Adrien salt#in the future MAYBE#working on my character development and why they do stuff#lila salt#going to be there!#other stuff to be determined#pls gimme any ideas
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It cost a fortune to purchase a single Fuxian Net. Yet, this young aristocrat had set up more than four hundred at once. Only the Jin Family of Lanling would be capable of such a feat; smaller cultivator clans would have been bankrupted by such a setup.
—Chapt. 7: The Prideful Part 2: Wangji Finally Makes his Appearance!, taming wangxian
The Jiang Clan, who does not accept night-hunts that don’t bring them glory, who regular people are afraid to approach for help even if they can pay, and who has lost a significant amount of revenue from the local vendors who have moved away due to their public displays of brutality, can afford to spend money like the “money up the ass” Jin? After 13 years of losing revenue while spending recklessly???
The Jiang are in debt to the Jin, change my mind.
#human reads mdzs: take 2#tell me jgy isn't letting jc spend recklessly#so that he can call in 'favors' whenever he feels like it#in the future#lie to me again#mdzs
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Hello Dungeon Meshi fandom how y'all doing?
Spent all day on this cause the file got corrupted yay
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#anime#manga#fanart#art#illustration#digital art#dunmeshi#dungeon meshi#laios#laios touden#marcille dunmeshi#marcille donato#laios face ended up too sweet#contrasting with his chaotic personality#wish i drew falin too but alas i didn't#i will tho#in the future#im so happy!!#yippee#i remember reading the manga so long ago#and then it ended#and now its an anime!#so excited!!
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Day 3: Music
Just Marty playing some Christmas music for Junior and Marlene! (Their around 7 at this point)
Jennifer's in there I promise she's just watching in front of the imaginary camera that is capturing this scene.
You don't need amps for electric guitars in the bttf future take my word for it 🤫
I promise I didn't forget about this, it just ended up taking me an extra week to have time to focus on this oops-
I have no clue how far I'm going to get through this seeing my schedule but I for sure want to at least get through prompt 10 (My idea for 10 makes me want to cry happy tears I'm so excited for it)
Time taken: ~4.5 hours (Not quite sure as I accidentally left this open for a while doing nothing so my timer is messed up)
Did something experimental with the background trying to make it kinda light and then fade away. It's better than I expected it to turn out but not quite what I was imagining in my head. It was pulled off though so I'm happy.
#marty's a cool dad#junior likes oversized clothes#how do i draw aged up characters#the sillies#warm fuzzies#christmas#art#prompt list#marty mcfly#marty jr#marlene mcfly#bttf#back to the future#in the future#wooooow#ba dum tsh#marty could totally kill run Rudolph run by Chuck Berry
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WIP of a very spontaneous art
@t-f-t it's your fault... (just like the fact that I will have no summons and diamonds in BC mobile)
but it's also a treat for us Nozel fangirls @loosesodamarble 😘
#Erika just imagine him saying all of this now ^^#sooo much better than the Astronaut suit...#Now I won't be ashamed to have him at the arena#well... not now#in the future#art wip#fanart#black clover fanart#nozel silva#black clover
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(slight House of the Dragon spoiler)
Watched HotD and felt the need to draw my fave... Aemond is so slay 🙏🏻
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Sorry for that rumbling I’m not well I think I need a break but can’t seem to make myself have it
I do however look forward to reading your new fic! Love u and thank u so so much for mer Andrew it is one of my favourite fics I’ve read and I need you to know that ❤️
Hi anon - thank you! I hope you're doing okay and that you feel better soon.
I'm not gonna respond to your other ask, mainly because I don't want to engage in shipping discourse and frankly I don't really care what was in the previous drafts. The draft that got published is all that I care about, because that's the version Nora herself stands by as the official, final version and really, it's the only one that matters.
When I tweeted that I thought Nora was trolling us, it wasn't because I thought she was necessarily lying about renandrew being a thing in her previous drafts. Its entirely plausible that they were. As Nora herself has said, she's shipped all of her characters with each other at some point. This story has lived in her head since she was a teenager. The characters and their relationships are bound to have evolved and changed over time.
No, I think she's trolling because people keep asking her questions and getting mad at her answers, and instead of continuing to tip-toe around those people, she's decided to rile them up with the most controversial things she can conjure up from the previous drafts.
And honestly, I can't say I blame her. As much vitriol as she's gotten on Twitter in recent months, I'd personally be tempted to say "fuck it" and do the same. At least this way she gets to have fun instead of spending her writing time doing damage control.
#also#in the future#please do not send me rants about nora#i will not respond to them nor engage#that woman gets enough flak from people just for having thoughts about her own books#and frankly i refuse to platform any of it#asks#ask crow
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