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vampandvisiongirl · 7 months
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when you rewatch Angel and remember that Connor (if he hadn't been kidnapped) would have been part of the class of 2020 and he would have had a Zoom graduation and can you just imagine how pissed Angel would be, cuz he's not great at tech and I just envision Angel squinting at the laptop or smartphone and just grumbling and Cordelia just rolling her eyes. LOL
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sisterofoblivion · 5 months
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Considering writing more to this lil idea of mine. Not sure what to title it. But it'd ultimately be Aizen/Ichigo and some kind of "club" AU type thing. Idk I read a fic from 2014 and was sad there wasn't more to it. And the account was orphaned so :(
Brats Don't Prosper
Aizen speaks first. "You're quiet, Renji." He doesn't push much, not with words, but his raised brow is more than enough.
Renji drinks his sparkling water, having uncharacteristically avoided his customary gin and tonic. He's also avoiding Aizen's eyes, more deliberately than usual.
"Share your mind," Aizen requests, giving Renji the full weight of his attention.
Renji is silent for a couple more moments, staring into his hissing water.
"Remember that… friend I mentioned?" Renji asks, glancing up to meet Aizen's eyes only briefly before looking back down and rubbing his arm.
"The orange-haired one with the mouth and bratty tendencies?" Aizen asks. Renji seldom talks about any other friends so anonymously, often using others’ names in conversation. He's kept this one to himself, though. “Is he why you reached out before tomorrow?”
Renji looks genuinely uncomfortable, and that's a red flag for the older Dominant. "Y-yeah. He was wasted, trying to shower last night. Which-" Renji furrows his brow, "isn't like him. I found him just…” Renji's eyes go distant, reliving the likely distressing memory, “messed up his shoulder and stuff on the way down. But..." Renji closes his eyes. "He had..." He shudders. "There's bruises on him. Like. Not..." He waves his hand, "y'know. But bad."
Aizen nods, looking off to the side for some seconds to make Renji more comfortable.
"He's a masochist, is he not? What about the marks seemed unusual?"
"See, I asked… or I tried to. Shouldn't have, but I did and he said that they, whoever they are, didn't stop. That it was fun, seemed legit, until it wasn't. They got rougher, ‘n’ didn't stop at his safe word."
Aizen briefly flares his nostrils, feeling annoyed at such blatant disrespect and disregard. Before Renji can see, he schools his features. These things happen, possibly even in his own space, but he has safeguards in place. Prevention is easier than picking up the pieces.
"He told me some details, but I couldn't understand much. He said it happened  last Friday. I found him Tuesday. Eleven days and he still looked like that."
It's Thursday mid-day. He's right. More than a week and his friend still looks so rough? Aizen's chest tightens, but he keeps his reactions to himself. He doesn't really get worked up, and Renji's fairly raw right now. Adding fuel to the fire and asking for information he doesn't have isn't going to be helpful.
"He's not usually... like... I don't know."
"Impulsive or reckless?"
"I guess? Like, not all the time. But he's been just..." Renji sits back and scratches his scalp vigorously.
Renji's getting worked up, and, frankly, looks exhausted. Aizen has no authority here, not technically, but as one of three hosting Masters in their area, it doesn't matter. His words still carry, as would Shunsui and Jūshirō's. 
"Renji." He makes his tone firm, but not any louder. He hasn't needed to raise his voice at the red haired man in several years. He isn't about to start.
"Sorry." He crosses his arms. "I warned him, sir-- sorry, I-- gah."
"It's all right. I know it's a habit; you're doing nothing wrong, Renji, just be mindful." Aizen sips at his cooling Oolong. "Continue."
"I know as good as anyone that this stuff isn't therapy. I know that. We all do, sorta. Ichigo's going to get himself into trouble."
"Likely, yes," Aizen agrees flatly, setting his tea down and lacing his fingers.
"What do I do? I brought him into this lifestyle. I..  showed him this. And he ran with it, but I'm not a top, Sōsuke. I can't--" He's getting heated again; if it's progressed this much, Aizen's surprised this is the first he's hearing about it.
"Renji, I understand why you're worked up, but I want you to listen to me. Okay?" Aizen waits until he has the other's eyes and gives him a soft smirk. "You are not responsible for any of this. None of it. Do you understand me?" When Renji's head starts to turn away, Aizen follows enough to bring him back. "Do you understand me, Renji?"
Renji nods, and Aizen lifts his brow. He knows better than that.
"Yes, I understand you." He doesn't sound happy about it, hunching his shoulders forward and making himself smaller.
It's a start, Aizen admits to himself. He knows when to pick and choose his battles, and small victories are still victories.
"Wondeful. Now, is there anything you want of me outside of a sympathetic ear and a firm talking to?" He can see it clearly on the tip of Renji's tongue, but the man knows Aizen isn't going to offer. Maybe a couple years ago, but he's witnessed Renji grow too much in his home events and at outside gatherings.
"You can say no..."
"I'm aware," Aizen says, trying to add some levity while proving a point.
"Can Ichigo be my plus one tomorrow night, Sōsuke?"
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professional-termite · 7 months
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haha im fine <- has been listening to angel by jack stauber on loop for an hour
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gothgirl130 · 6 months
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I CANT BELIEVE THAT MATTHEW PERRY IS DEAD 😭😭
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pbnmj · 1 year
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what was supposed to just be pavitr and meera jain spiralled into a LOT of spiders in formalwear/red carpet outfits.... most of them referenced off met gala outfits and then adjusted to suit my own tastes LOL
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drawnfamiliarfaces · 4 months
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👻🐉 👶➡️✨🧑✨
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s0fter-sin · 1 month
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something happening on a mission, something personal that has soap spiralling; panic and rage making him reckless, thoughtless, and ghost has to draw the line
“you’re compromised johnny; you know what that means?”
“you’re not pulling me out,” soap immediately snarls. he turns on him and ghost barely recognises him; venomous fear turning his eyes to unyielding ice. "you're not sidelining me; i need to be in this-!"
but ghost has never been afraid of venom; spat or dripped straight from bared fangs.
he snakes out a hand grip the back of his neck, jerking him in a rough shake. "if you can't think, you can't be a soldier," he growls and he flinches like he's been struck.
his lips quiver as they twist in a sneer and he wrenches, trying to free himself of his hold.
ghost doesn't let him.
"it means you give your body to me because your head ain't fucking attached to it anymore."
soap stills, body trembling beneath his hand as he sucks in shaking breaths.
he tightens his grip, pulling him closer and digs his forehead hard into his. “it means you give yourself to me so i can have the weapon that you are and use you the way you're meant to be used."
the ice in soap's eyes fractures.
ghost’s voice drops to a whisper, spoken only to johnny, not this facade of vengeance and pain, and wills it to reach him through the glaciers.
“so i can keep you safe ‘til it’s done and i can bring you back.”
#in my head its bc graves abducts his sister and is using her as hostage to draw him out knowing ghost will always follow him#but the intensity and intimacy of saying ‘you cant trust your mind not to betray you so let me be in charge of your body until you can’#after what happened to tommy he could never deny johnny his right to save his sister#but its bc of what happened to tommy that he knows he cant let him do it alone with only his rage to guide him#hes more likely to get himself killed and ghost wont live through that#so he has to balance it#and the only way he knows how is to completely shut down soap’s mind until hes no more than instinct and muscle memory#if he cant think practically then dont let him think at all#reduce him to a place where he can only follow orders#and when its finally over and his sister is safe and graves is dead#only then will he drag johnny back up to the surface#he’ll do it even if it means dragging him kicking and screaming back to humanity#instead of letting him sink in the depths where nothing hurts. theres no fear down there. no pain. only order#and thats the risk ghost took sending johnny to that place but he only did it bc he would stop at nothing to bring him back#and help him through the after#the breakdown. the rush of panic and rage and relief and anguish johnnys been supressing on his order#it was his word that turned johnny into a ghost#and its his touch that brings him back to the man#coming out of my cage and ive been doing just fine.txt#we’re a team. ghost team#cod#soapghost#ghostsoap#ghost x soap#ghoap#simon ghost riley#ghost cod#john soap mactavish#soap cod
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reenaki · 6 months
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Something something.....
..infatuation....
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gummi-ships · 3 months
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Kingdom Hearts 0.2 Birth by Sleep - A Fragmentary Passage - Forest of Thorns
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ghouljams · 7 months
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Some Ballet!König thoughts from last night.
Because of his size there are a lot of ballets he just doesn't work for. If there isn't a solid "villain" one that isn't being played by a ballerina, then he's unlikely to be cast. There was a time when he would bounce between companies, a sort of shared asset of villainy, but now that he's contracted and committed (now that he knows you're there) he doesn't want to leave. Which means sitting out shows with the trainees. When your company announces its doing Giselle he knows he's not getting cast.
There's hope for you of course, plenty of roles for ballerinas in this one. He even mentions it while the two of you have lunch, asks if you're hoping for the lead or any of the pas de deux roles. He grimaces when you turn it on him and ask if he's hoping for either of the leads.
"You don't like Giselle?" You frown. He wonders if being cast as the lead for the first show of the season has perhaps colored your view of him.
"Nein, it's stupid." He doesn't have a fools chance of getting a part why should he like it.
"I think it's sort of romantic," you hum.
"One rich man's hubris dooms a young sick girl, that's romantic to you?" König raises a brow, you snort.
"Yeah I guess that's a pretty succinct description. Point taken," you concede, "I suppose there's not really a good role for you." König hums. You both pick at your food, sometimes it feels like you're better at communicating when you're dancing than face to face like this.
König watches you sip at an energy drink, your shoulders rolled forward, your legs spread and folded at angles that would be uncomfortable on anyone but a dancer. You're funny, somehow all the graceless parts of ballerinas mean nothing to him when they're yours. His beauty, pouting over a classic for him.
"You didn't tell me what you were hoping for," he brings the attention back to you. At least if you're cast in a roll with a partner he'll be able to practice with you.
"Oh, uh," you shake your head, "honestly dancing with you has sort of ruined the idea of dancing with anyone else, so I'm hoping to be a Wili."
Ruined, he certainly likes that word. "I'll have to keep dancing with you then." You dont look at him. What a shame. He wonders what else about you he could ruin.
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crocrubies · 4 months
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my greatest failure.
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whollyjoly · 6 days
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it's gon' be a long ride home tomorrow from tennessee to texas to la well if i could i'd never leave you i'd come home to stay another night from home away from you it ain't easy i know (baby, don't you want me)
the bucktommy cowboy au nobody asked for part three (parts one and two)
thinking about rancher!tommy who goes on long two-month cattle drives and dreams of the gorgeous cattle hand back home...
(song insp.)
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zer0point5ive · 5 months
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it’s the picture of diana in lawrence’s wallet with her arms wrapped around a dog, it’s the horse riding awards in her bedroom and and the snake toy she has draped over her headboard .. it’s adam who wanted so badly to be a vet, adam who loves cats and brings them saucers of milk despite there being barely anything in his fridge .. it’s them bonding over their love of animals, diana showing adam her amazing animal facts book and adam asking for one every time he sees her, it’s adam saving up his own money so he can surprise her with a trip to the zoo for their next adam-and-diana day when lawrence and alison are at work and need someone to watch her, it’s him taking his camera, getting pictures of her with her favorite animals and developing them, it’s diana telling adam she wants to be a vet when she grows up and him getting excited, grabbing lawrence’s stethoscope when diana says she wants to play vets and taking his job oh so seriously when diana says that he’s gotta be her assistant, it’s .. its ..
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meadowmusing · 4 months
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My favourite unintentional effect of the casting for the new PJO TV series is Percy's new looks, which make him look similar to Will Solace. Nico is going to be like "dont worry guys I'm definitely over percy alright" and goes and dates the apollo-flavoured percy
Nico is not going to be beating the "still down bad for percy jackson" rumours any time soon lol
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astaroth1357 · 5 months
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Don't mind me, just my mind living happily in Lesson 32 for the next some odd weeks.
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alianarepasa · 5 months
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Spoiler on Undertale Yellow
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AHHHH FU-
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