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cc-sketchbook · 1 month
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Love me some parallels! :3 The lamb's godhood starts in chains while Narinder's ended in them.
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skrunksthatwunk · 3 months
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...........he's on his tippy toes.........
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marvel-lous-guy · 9 months
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Tony: The compound has been quiet recently. It's both unsettling and refreshing
Peter: Its not been quiet, you just haven't left your lab for 76 hours
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suntails · 6 months
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⚔️🐍
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beatleswings · 7 months
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LINDA and PAUL McCARTNEY during the filming of GIVE MY REGARDS TO BROAD STREET. 1980s.
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bongo-clash · 1 year
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This is a complete crack idea. However: dp/dc au where Danny is Alfred. He found out that he is 1) Immortal and 2) can shapeshift and he's just been randomising his customisation settings ever since. When he goes into butler work for the Waynes he decides to be as stereotypical as possible figuring it'll be really funny for the few years he works for them, and the bit is indeed Very Good- right up until their son gets orphaned. It's been 30 years and now the bit is just his life. 
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emily-mooon · 6 months
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You know when I hear people say they want more messy relationships in ST, I’m tempted to point my finger to the corner where Stonathan sits.
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m1d-45 · 1 year
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the wind knows
summary: a series of haikus to ‘imposter’ reader, wherein kazuha knows the truth
word count: ~600
-> warnings: spoilers for inazuma archon quest / kazuha lore? implied violence? imposter au things- it’s implied reader dies, so……
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many letters were scrapped, left to sit in the trash. when pen finally meets proper page, the sun has long since set. still, the motions are careful and sure, as if it hadn’t taken hours of preparation to bear fruit.
the world has waited
for the brightest star to fall
i have waited too
the faint scent of the sea stains the poem, the wax seal dusted with salt. contained within the envelope is the product of boredom at the docks, impatience vented onto paper.
an ocean between
the trip is bound by man’s speed
you are worth the wait
the high point of the crow’s nest allows for far sight, land appearing on the horizon a precious few moments before anybody below notices. words seem to appear in the mind, bandages staining with ink in the hasty retrieval of paper. once down, it would be transferred to something neater, but that is not the priority.
the geo-filled spires
meet together with crashing water
i hope we meet soon.
words are heard, names are called. even after a day of searching, of following the wind that has never led astray, nothing is found. nobody is found. the captain of the fleet makes a comment that goes unheard, thoughts caught up in new lines. a hand traces them out, even if there’s only air below; it’s never meant to be sent, after all.
liyue is empty
of nothing but what’s needed
where could you have gone?
the next day is just as fruitless, nobody at the docks reporting anything new. the wind brings him a small cluster of torn up pages, the familiar writing of lady ningguang scrawled across them. he can’t catch full phrases, the paper scraps too small, but the very fact that the shredded snow had fallen scares him in a way it shouldn’t. the wind warns, but of what?
rumors cross the streets
the air is taught with tension
please let it rest soon
the harbor bustles with more life than normal. people shout and cry, everybody slowly moving away from the docks and deeper into the city. sailors are confused, having only barely returned, but a flyer hastily shoved into their hands by a vendor makes everything clear. the sharp, commanding voice of the captain reads it out, the letter of execution snatched from her hands as red eyes hope and pray it’s fake.
i hope it’s not you
even as i know it is
how could this happen?
white hair shoves through a crowd, his mind blurred with both the aura of the divine and panic from the jeering people around. bodies press in around him but he forces his way though, managing to catch glimpses of the stage. the tianquan, lazily flipping the pages of her catalyst. the funeral director, star-filled eyes now blank and empty with hatred. and him, him, the one who bears an impossible amount of geo, him who stains the air with ancient names and archaic rituals, him with a spear that shines like pure gold in the sun.
kazuha finally bursts through the crowd, the eyes of the millelith snapping to him as he stumbles on the bricks below. it doesn’t matter. he’s too late.
for the second time, somebody he loved dies at the hands of an unfeeling god.
heretical sin
the world itself cries in pain
how could you leave me?
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🗡🗡HAPPY IDES OF MARCH GOTHAM FANDOM🔪🔪
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spockvarietyhour · 7 months
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Scarface (1932/1983)
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vansfriend · 6 months
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Vans Style 83
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nayruwu · 7 months
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um so. hi guys.
i'm currently rereading catastrophe and sending things i notice back and forth with my friend. very fun. but yesterday i came across this page, which is right after guren and mahiru sleep together. and it was like...
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longing, huh. i do have a history with that word. so i jokingly messaged my friend going "haha, what if they used akogare here".
it was a joke. i was joking. i thought there was no way the original would say akogare. but guess what? they did. they did use akogare.
like the absolute champion he is my friend found the exact scene in the japanese version, and it's "紅蓮は肌で憧れを感じた".
the fucking 憧れ is back to terrorise me.
because up to this point i wasn't sure if they actually used the same word for mahiru's feelings towards guren as they did for shinya's in chapter 83. up to this point i could still convince myself that they really just meant admiration and my child wasn't actually caught up in some sad ass unrequited love. because it fits! shinya does admire guren! but you can't even say that they might mean longing for mahiru and admiration for shinya because mahiru literally used 憧れ for both her and shinya in the same damn sentence. and i don't think admiration fits mahiru's feelings. at all.
... which would also mean that both guren and mahiru actually are aware of shinya's feelings. which i'll be honest i personally did not think was the case. i thought they meant admiration. or that it was up to interpretation. i did.
what the actual fuck kagami i'm at your door
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koerinz · 8 months
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WIP Family Photo
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motorcycleboy9 · 28 days
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I hope that in the other universe we're not a blond&black hair duo in the US during 80's in which one desperately wants to protect the other hates the social distributions and wishes to escape the world of cruelty and live as plain normal people
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wilhelm--fink · 6 months
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please get the man some new clothes
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i have FINALLY gotten my extremely specific breakdown era ford playlist past the 8 song threshold (consists only of goth/gloomy post punk stuff that dropped 1982 or earlier. that i personally like. & can imagine him lying on the floor listening to like ughhh its like my life... in a way...)
work in progress obviously but im having fun
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