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gomsemarii · 1 year
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fave bachelor yessir
sam | alex | elliott | harvey | shane
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friend2owlsandtitans · 10 months
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“She lightly traces a finger along the side of his face, observing him now in the morning light. She wishes they could sit together and talk about all the wonderful places they dream of exploring. She could tell him how limiting being the sea king’s daughter is sometimes. Ariel is aware she doesn’t really know him, but after listening to his words on the ship, she feels like she could share all her deepest thoughts and he’d understand. She never had that before.”
- The Little Mermaid: The Novelization
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crowleybrekkers · 11 months
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an introduction to zoya nazyalensky
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teddypickerry · 22 days
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late night thinking about jess… (it’s 9pm)
did jess ever get into photography?
there’s a fine line between jess finding photography pretentious and capturing film himself. as a guy with a life like he had, i imagine him finding these types of hobbies useless. there’s much more important things to take up his time (reading, jacking off, working, thinking about his step-cousin, etc). i can also picture (no pun intended) him taking his camera everywhere in his mid-twenties and on. mostly just landscapes/anything he admires. just not himself or people really. besides ONE slutty jess mirror picture with half his face covered. maybe a few pictures of a girlfriend from afar when she’s curling her hair, because he takes pictures of things he finds beautiful.
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So i was fooling around with an incorrect quotes generator and got s-tier comedy
Some ever so slight spoilers under the cut (if you haven't read that far into secret shanghai)
Phoebe: Why is it so hard for you to believe me?!
Silas: ...
Phoebe: Oh, right. The lying.
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Oliver: I don’t think we can mansplain, manipulate, or malewife our way out of it this time.
Orion: *cracks knuckles* Manslaughter it is!
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Alisa: Do you think different paints have different tastes?
Orion: They do.
Roma: ...Why did you say that with such certainty?
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Juliette: What’s up? I’m back.
Rosalind: I literally saw you die. You died. You were dead
Juliette: Death is a social construct.
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scenearcee · 3 months
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but wait there’s more
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velnias1 · 2 years
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Draco looked over at the boy and flushed. He knew it was wrong to have fallen for the boy, he knew it wasn’t because he was just that…a boy, as he had come to terms with his admiration of the male form, but because he probably resented Draco. His last name said it all, Lupin, he had probably been raised to mistrust the malfoys. Of course it didn’t help that the young lupin was also raised by Sirius black, and was friends with the wonderful golden trio. Of course he had no chance with him. Or so he thought. Because after Draco had turned his focus back to the droning professor snape, Harry watched as his lifelong friend stared longingly at the Malfoy with a heartbroken expression.
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alpacinoinheat · 1 year
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  Reece Shearsmith as Edward in Inside No. 9 | Mother's Ruin
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Loki “I want you to hurt me back instead” Laufeyson and Mobius “I’m the gamble to your loaded dice” Mobius
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blinday · 2 years
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Fanon Azula vs Canon Azula
Azula: Well, I'm intrigued. What is this about after all-
Fanon crazy!Azula: *shoots lightning next to Canon!Azula while mannicly laughing* Haha! I almost got you, mother!
Azula: excuse you?
Erhaz's canadian!Azula: Oh, sorry about this. Gosh, this is so embarassing. She's not okay, sorry about this. *turns to crazy!azula* now come here, it's okay! It's okay, mother isn't here see? She's not here!
Yang's Azula: *wrapped up in asylum clothes and in a wheelchair humming some creepy version of children's songs*
Fanon Evil!Azula: This is so pathetic. I would pity you if I had any actual feeling. Did you see Zuzu, that insufferable pig whom I hate with all my non existent heart?
Azula: ...I choose not to be offended by this.
Fanon powerlust!Azula: Didn't see him, but if I had, would've tried to kill him again. He stole that throne from me, the bastard!
Azula: Now that's just unrealistic. I've never on my right mind purposefuly tried to actually assassinate him. Only as a prank when we were kids. Isn't there any version of me with a somewhat okay relationship with my brother?
Zucest Azula: I'm here. Zuzu and I are good.
Azula: Oh thank spirits-
Zucest Azula: We're in very, very good terms, actually... excelent terms I'd say...
Azula:
Azula: okay that's enough for me bye.
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grim-liturgy · 2 years
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How could you do this to me?
Do you enjoy tormenting me that much? I know now that you truly are a trial sent by God, or even a temptation from the devil himself.
To think that you would be so keen to slink in to the confessional, lamenting your minor transgressions, looking for some form of penance. Everything normal, everything as it should be, as it always has been.
And then. Then I could hear it, your voice getting softer, your breathing more labored, cloth moving and a sigh of relief as you begin to detail your most sinful desires. I could do nothing but watch the vague shape that you made up on the other side of the screen as you detailed your lust. As you told me how you crave a man of the cloth. As you told me that you wanted me in the most carnal ways one human could want another.
Your sounds got more obvious, slick and sinful, and I found myself caught between horror and desire. How dare you, how dare you find such pleasure in the house of God. How dare you make me listen.
How dare you ask me to join you. Your sweet voice that I hear even in my dreams begging me to touch myself in time with you. To give in to desire. To allow myself to sin so boldly.
You sounded so disappointed that I refrained, but I do not think you know how close I was to giving in when I heard your muffled cries of ecstacy from a mere foot away.
I don't think you know how much the mere memory of those sounds tempts me even now.
Your little sigh, and the remark of "Perhaps next time" will torment me for ages. Knowing that any time I enter the confessional to offer penance, I may hear my own personal devil, will mean that I can never again return to serving the congregation, or the Lord, as wholeheartedly as I once did.
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xasliceofpiex · 11 months
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UGH I LOVE HARVEY SO MUCH.... (should i color it?)
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"Rest now, Mister Harker."
Did this quick little drawing during Episode 1 of Dracula
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cthulahoopmp4 · 5 months
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i had a vision
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zaltinerat666 · 4 months
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more shitty doodles
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penguin-scribbles · 2 years
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🎶 oops, I did it again 🎶
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why are these edits so much fun hdjsfdhssj
og screenshots under the cut
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