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aquarii-if · 2 months
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Is ??? obsessed with Mc?
Thank you for your ask.
In a way, yes. But it's not in a romantic way unless the MC romances them. MC just stands for everything they hate and they're not used to feeling threatened. They also feel the MC is the only one capable of stopping them because in their mind since the MC is human, they're 'used' to tyranny and powerful people using that power for evil, and so MC will see through them easier, and everything they've built will be ruined.
TL;DR: Uh oh, the consequences of their actions are catching up to them! Whatever will they do??
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immobiliter · 2 years
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much like everyone, robin struggled a lot in the aftermath of season 3 and one of the things that she did to help cope is fully throw herself into learning russian as a language. being able to translate a few sentences is what helped get her and the rest of the scoops troop into the russian base, but she didn’t know enough to really help the group after that ( would it have made a difference if she’d known more russian? she doesn’t know, but it easily could have done and that’s where the fixation comes from. she didn’t know enough to converse with the russian guard they encountered while sneaking around which is what prompted steve to throw himself at him, so that in itself is a good enough reason for her to learn without also considering the what ifs ). 
by the start of season 4, robin is not quite fluent yet, but definitely able to hold a conversation in the language ---- and naturally, the threat that comes after that from vecna isn’t russian in origin at all, but she now knows how to speak it, and to her that’s the important thing.
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Black and white canvases my beloved
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cod-dump · 11 months
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Gaz: A moment of silence for Soap who has taken one for the team by dating Ghost so no one else would have to Gaz: Same for Ghost for dating Soap. Now they're both off the market and no longer anyone's, or more importantly, my problem
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puppetmaster13u · 4 months
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Prompt 178
So first of all he’d like to say it wasn’t his fault. He wasn’t into magic stuff, that was all Billy’s schtick. So really, it is not Victor’s fault that he accidentally activates some sort of sigil and suddenly ends up with a very confused looking child. 
A young girl, maybe four or five, with bright red eyes, slightly pointed ears, and what looks to be some sort of living suit partially fused with her body. Alright, okay, he doesn’t have to freak out, he’ll just… call one of the Justice League Dark members and get her a spare shirt or something to wear until they come to the Watchtower!
It’s fine, he’s fine. He’s not having memories to when he first got melded with all of this tech that’s now a part of him and feeling sick at the idea of it happening to a child. 
He’s not fine. 
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thebatcreature · 7 months
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No one believes in him like he does
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cerubean · 3 months
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she had a date that same night w/ the food critic guy and it may or may not hv ended w/ some smooching
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autismserenity · 3 months
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Welp. Just had the most horrifying realization.
What determines whether people want to punch Nazis or not isn’t the fact that they're Nazis.
People only want to punch Nazis when they disagree with them.
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p4nishers · 7 months
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i can't get over loki not even reacting not even blinking a fucking EYE when brad called them "that" bc they were legitimately so concerned about mobius they did not even register whatever brad was yapping on about like they didn't even fucking LOOK at brad they were literally frowning and squinting at mobius BC THEY WERE SO FUCKING CONCERNED. insane.
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earlgodwin · 7 months
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The Borgia brothers ~ THE BORGIAS (2011 - 2013)
The Winchester brothers ~ SUPERNATURAL (2005 - 2020)
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chalkrub · 1 year
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ode to the drowned rat. who’s hiding under there??
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chronicowboy · 10 months
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fellas is it gay for the groom to have a whisper-argument at the altar with his best man whilst his fiancee is walking down the aisle?
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grimm-haven · 2 months
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And they're engaged!
Beginning of Lemon Gen // Previous // Next
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dadsidlehands · 24 days
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Good girls have a Pinterest board dedicated to cute cage decorating ideas.
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sdwolfpup · 5 months
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For the Festive Fic prompts, I'd love to see what you do with 14 or 17!
14. family invites a rival/enemy/the boss to a Christmas party/vacation
"What is she doing here?" Jaime hisses to Tyrion as they stand in the receiving line at their father's annual Christmas party. It's always an overblown affair: everyone dressed up like they're about to meet the Queen, the abuse of gold-plated decorations, the persistent jazzy Christmas music soundtrack, and dear god the garlands. It's like a forest exploded all through the house.
Normally, Jaime finds the whole thing tedious and boring and he and Tyrion skip out halfway through to go get drunk on Tywin's most expensive liquor that gets trickier to find every year. The old man hasn't outwitted them on hiding places yet, but it was a near thing last year.
Jaime expects this year to be different, though, because there, large as life, is Brienne Tarth hovering at the end of the receiving line, her hulking shoulders hunched, the austere black of whatever dress she's wearing doing her no favors. She looks like she's at a funeral, not a Christmas party.
Which would suit the dour, frustratingly stubborn woman that is his primary rival in the world of high-end real estate.
"I can't see who you mean but based on the venom in your tone, I suspect you mean Ms. Tarth," Tyrion drawls. "She's here because Father invited her."
"What?" Jaime turns on his brother, completely ignoring the councilmember just holding his hand out to be shaken. "Why?"
Tyrion takes the councilman's empty hand and pumps it aggressively, wishing him a Merry Christmas before turning back to Jaime. "Because he wants to hire her," he says like Jaime's being especially obtuse.
Jaime stares at the woman creeping closer in the line. "But she works for the Starks. She hates us."
"She hates you," Tyrion says cheerfully, taking over for Jaime as he ignores two more people in line to glare at Brienne. "The rest of us she's neutral about."
Jaime scoffs. "That's only because she hasn't met you yet."
Tyrion kisses the hand of a woman and Jaime watches her laugh prettily. His brother lifts his brow smugly. "I'm very charming, Jaime. I'll bet you a case of that scotch we had last year that I can get her to be my friend before you."
The music dips for a moment and Jaime hears Brienne saying, "Merry Christmas" to one of the many Lannister Realty employees down the line from him. Her voice is soft and almost sweet--nothing like she sounds whenever he has the misfortune of talking with her.
"I'm not taking that bet. She'd befriend you just to spite me," he grouses. He shakes a few more hands without really seeing any of the people in front of him, too busy keeping an eye on Brienne's progress as she makes her way.
He can tell the moment she notices him in line, because all of the ease and shyness drains out of her and she straightens, lifting her head like a bear that's just spotted a threat.
Good, he thinks, meeting her gaze with a cool smile. Best she know what's waiting for her if she's considering this.
Jaime's flooded with anxious energy waiting for the line to hurry and deposit her before him and then it finally does. Up close, the black dress turns out to be shorter than he'd thought, and her very long legs stick out of it thick trunks. Her arms and shoulders--her best features, in his opinion--are covered, but an alarmingly broad swatch of her pale, freckled chest is bare except for a jeweled, golden sword hanging from a delicate necklace chain. It looks incongruous, the fragility of the links against the ropey tendons of her neck, like a trail of kisses against her skin.
Jaime blinks and jerks back. "Tarth," he greets her, folding his hands behind his back. "Did you get lost on the way to the Stark holiday party? Or are you hoping to actually enjoy expensive food at a work function for once?"
She grimaces, a familiar look on her wide face. "Lannister." She shoves her hand out at him as though a parent is standing behind her and forcing her to do so. He looks down at it, the wide span of her palm, the mountainous knuckles, and marvels again this woman is as successful a realtor as he is when he looks like he does and she looks like this.
Her hand hangs between them for a long moment before he finally takes it, feels the sting as she squeezes more than is polite. He hides a grunt and squeezes back, enjoys the way her eyes narrow and she puts even more strength into it, a vise slowly crushing the bones of his hand. He returns it, the two of them locked in an escalating battle of pain until Tyrion clears his throat.
"If you two are done trying to rip each others hands off, you're holding up the line." He sounds richly amused and Jaime realizes that the line has bunched up behind Brienne and there's a large space between her and the people ahead of her now.
She yanks her hand away and Jaime is oddly delighted by the stripes of red that flood over her cheeks like fingerpaint. He's less delighted by the way his hand is throbbing. He sees her flex her hand at her side and hopes he gave as good as he got, because he's convinced he'll have bruises in the morning.
"Enjoy the party, Tarth," Jaime tells her as she hurriedly shakes Tyrion's hand and mumbles Christmas wishes. "I don't expect you'll be invited back next year."
Her eyes skate back to him, blue and cold as the ice in the middle of a glacier. "That's because I'll be in the receiving line ahead of you."
Tyrion hoots with laughter because the best realtor gets the dubious honor of being here at the end of the line nearest Tywin and the leadership team.
Brienne's already hurried too far to make a comeback worth it, or even audible, and Jaime swears he won't have a single drink tonight until he's driven Brienne Tarth from the grounds, or at least from his father's perspective employment.
(Festive prompts here)
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doobea · 10 months
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KISS ME THRU THE PHONE - ISAGI YOICHI
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synopsis: in which Isagi texts the wrong number and things kinda go downhill.
THREE - Are you usually this awkward? -> MASTERLIST contents: fem!reader, college au, fake dating (eventually), strangers to lovers, he fell first but you fell harder, fluff, sfw, minor curse words thrown around
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TAGLIST - OPEN
@fabitheraven, @froggie-zusya23, @rroxii,@anurst,@silly-ez, @userwithlotsoftime, @tiniewife, @zeld6lvr, @macspov
a/n: LMAO this was so fun to write i love putting characters in awk situations idk how i even wanna end this series - also ty for the recent follows :) <3 <3 you guys are so funny in the comments lmk if im missing anyone in the taglist or if u wanna be added!!
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