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#the brain worms are not worming today
abyssruler · 2 years
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based on that trope where character A tells B that they will destroy everything B loves, then B asks if A will destroy themself
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Scaramouche, for all the godly facade he likes to put up, was not created for omniscience.
The hand on your throat brings a vicious sense of satisfaction as well as anger and regret. He hates the way you’re looking at him, soft and so undeniably fond even when he’s mere seconds away from giving you up to death’s embrace. Has he grown so dull in your presence, a blade eroded from the sharp edges and leaving naught but a blunt end?
You have no right—absolutely none to judge and act as if he is beneath you when you’re nothing but a mere human compared to the divine creation of a god.
You, his fourth betrayal.
“I will destroy you and everything you love.” It is a promise and a threat whispered the way he used to whisper to you in the dead of the night when he thought you were asleep.
A breath, a second, an infinitesimal moment that encompasses eons yet nothing all at once, eternity could have gone and passed and you still would have looked at him the same.
You smile through the blood on your lips.
“Will you destroy yourself?”
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lordacne · 8 months
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ok if this wank doesn’t fix me idk what will
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opioidbandit · 4 months
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the silliness levels are reaching life threatening heights 😨
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rancidsugar · 3 months
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larabar · 1 year
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been thinking about the last bit in this post by @themetalvirus all day;;
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manbearbitchie · 1 year
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Epiphany….
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m-art-i · 1 year
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i was never afraid before you showed up
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mothoscope · 15 days
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The "B" in Beavis and Butt-Head stands for Bisexual (no one wants them).
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literally the only thing that's kept me from ditching my endless amount of schoolwork to play bg3 all day is telling myself that "no, Gale would want me to study hard," "Gale would be proud of me for putting in the work," etc etc etc.
as you might possibly concur, I might be delusional, but at the end of the day, it's all about what gets you through the hard things 😌 yes I am very normal I have no idea what you're talking about
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My Star wars Thoughts Today:
•I'm sure this has probably already been done somewhere, but the scene on Revenge of The Sith where Palpatine is laughing in the Senate hover (bumper) cars hall, dubbed over with Mandarc's voice from Dexter's Labratory.
You're welcome.
•Commander Fox trying to explain his problem/s to his brothers with only screaming and emphatic hand gestures.
(They panic hug him when he starts crying after they both just give him thumbs up.)
•Star Wars The Clone Wars movie set Au where the actor playing Anakin can't stop bursting out laughing after every single one of his 'Dark and brooding scenes', making the other's join in with him.
The actors playing the clones are a huge family of Kiwi's and are a mix of husbands, fathers, brothers, cousins, nephews etc and they're always caught goofing off or breaking the fourth wall during filming and are the absolute life blood of the set always making each other and everyone burst out laughing, or into tears during really emotional scenes.
The Togruta actress playing Ahsoka impressing everyone with her screeching, Pteradactal impressions.
The actors playing Anakin and Padme giggling whenever they have a cutesy love scene together. The actors playing the clones make it harder by making kissing noises and stupid faces in the background.
•One of the clone Commanders pops his helmet on one of his little baby vod's heads and all the entire battalion hears is 30 parsecs of a raspberry playing over their shared speaker out of nowhere.
Bonus if it's somehow an open comm channel so anyone in the vicinity of the clones can hear it too.
Imagine several clones sitting in an important meeting and both them and the Jedi suddenly hear that noise crackle over the clone's comms.
1. "And General Greivous' ship the - *Pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt~*"
They all stop and stare.
Now Obi-Wan Kenobi can never get that noise out of his head whenever he thinks of or has to face General Greivous -Hence why he never really takes him seriously.
2. A clone is cleaning his weapon and all his brothers around him hear is-
"*Pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt~*"
He stops cleaning and stares at his Vod who all stare right back at him, a mixture of disgust and amusement on their faces as they all begin walking out of their shared barracks.
"Keep it to y'self Vod."
"Dis-GUSTING."
"Uh, no, wait! I didn't-!"
"Yeah, yeah, Surrrre~ STANK Vod."
"My name is Tanker-"
"*Distant* Not anymore it's not!"
*Tanker let's out a miserable noise*
3. Another clone trooper named Charmer is trying to 'Charm' his way into the pants of a Senator's intern when that sound goes off over his helmet comm.
"How about you and me go out?"
"A little dinner, a little dancing, a little-*Pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt~*"
He's left standing there, embarrassed as she runs away, a hand over her mouth and nose to contain her hysterical laughter.
And The Clone Commander is having an absolutely great time sitting back and watching his little Vod cause some chaos.
(They never figure out who it was either.)
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daily-grian · 2 years
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today i offer you..,.,.. grian horse
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badlydrawnjotaro · 1 year
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chance encounter
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queerhoodies · 3 months
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it just hit me that i’m actually about to watch the final season of young royals what
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wormdebut · 6 months
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27 rated M or E because I’m a slut babe we all know this ❤️😘
HI Pretty. I know you wanted the sexytimes, but work sucked so you get FLUFF. (I'm writing kink King of Hell for you so don't worry you'll get ur slutty slutty stuff. I swear.) ANYWHOZLE, #27 on my Spotify wrapped is Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown On A Bad Bet by the Fall Out Boys so heres...whatever this is. ----
When he walks into the room, the walls lean in to listen.
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He still remembers the first night Steve Harrington came sauntering into the bar. Eddie thinks it would be hard to ever forget a face like that.
It was back in January. The Chicago air was thick and cold and Steve came in with a green pea coat, hair sprayed up, cheeks red from the brisk air, looking like he had waltzed out of a fucking men's fashion catalog.
Eddie had thought he was gonna have a heart attack.
He almost did, when Steve had flashed that thousand-watt smile at him. He had ordered a whiskey neat and Eddie knew he was fucked then. Way back in January.
Steve told Eddie far too much about himself that first night, after what was surely one too many whiskeys. (Three, it was three. Eddie is a bartender okay? He remembers things. It's not weird. It isn't.) But anyway, Steve had opened up pandora's box. Everyone always did, especially to Eddie. That's why he and Wayne had opened the bar, people like to talk to Eddie. He never knew exactly why, but he had always been told he was easy to talk to. Apparently, Steve Harrington agreed.
Steve Harrington--college graduate, aspiring middle school teacher, recent divorcée with a shitty ex-husband--he apparently agreed, cause he told Eddie so many things.
And Eddie listened.
Couldn't tear himself away, even if he wanted to. (He didn't.)
When it had come time to lock up, Eddie had asked Steve if he had a place to go. Steve had smiled again, but not that thousand watt grin. This one was softer--private. Eddie felt honored to see it.
Hoped he would see that smile again.
And he did--because Steve kept coming back.
"Oh, darling, I know what your going through." Eddie had said…The night Steve told him, really told him, about his ex-husband. How awful Tommy had been, telling Steve he would never graduate. Telling Steve, Steve, he wasn't good enough, handsome enough, smart enough.
It boggled Eddie's brain. The man in front of him? Eddie would give anything to tell him everything opposite.
You're enough. You're a genius. You're fucking beautiful.
But instead he just commiserated.
Steve had raised his eyebrow at that. "You were married?"
Eddie had shook his head, hair catching in his eyes. "Legally? No, but--in all the ways that counted. This isn't about me though. Tell me whatever you need to, precious."
Eddie hadn't meant to flirt as hard as he had been flirting with Steve, but there was something about the way Steve's cheeks pinked up when Eddie called him sweet things, he couldn't help it. Not then, and now? Well it was worse now…but that's beside the point. Eddie is thinking about then.
The way Steve had blushed so hard, Eddie felt like he could taste the heat coming off his perfect cheeks.
"Precious, huh? You don't even know me." Steve had said--well, he had stuttered through it and Eddie was pleased.
"Yeah baby, but I want to. So tell me more." Eddie had decided then and there that it was his personal life mission to make Steve Harrington blush as much as he possibly could, if Steve kept coming around.
Steve had stuttered into his glass before leveling Eddie with a glare. Brat.
"I just--What if I peaked early?" Steve had asked and Eddie--Eddie guffawed. It was an ugly laugh and he hadn't even been ashamed by it.
"You? Peaked? Stevie, baby, have you seen yourself? You're incredible. No way you've 'peaked.'"
Things had changed after that night.
Steve had started flirting back.
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"Eds! Hello? Babe?" Eddie was pulled out of his thoughts by Steve flapping his (big, very nice, strong) hand in his face.
Eddie shakes his head, blinking a few times to make sure, his perfect boyfriend--fiancée--damn he needed to get used to that--is still there.
"Sorry, doll. I was thinking." Eddie says, and Steve smiles--that soft, private one again. Eddie likes to think of that smile as his.
"Thinking about me?"
Eddie smirks, "C'mon baby, I'm always thinkin' about you."
Steve laughs, "Well, it's closing time, so why don't you keep on thinkin' about me all the way home, huh?"
Eddie shakes his head, can't get over the fact that Steve Harrington actually ended up being his. He grabs the keys to the bar from his back pocket, before hopping over the counter. "Sure baby doll, let's go home."
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blindmagdalena · 1 year
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really obsessed with soulmate au’s recently and it got me thinking… what if john’s soulmate was part of the boys? a girl trying to kill him with an entire group of people also trying to kill him… and he’s fated to her? could picture him finding out and just putting his hands on his hips while turning his back to her and doing that click chuckle thing. just in utter disbelief but it is definitely on track for fate’s little play with him and his life lolol
Oohhh, you know, I've never played much with the soulmate au concept, but this struck me just right because I can so clearly see the slow, building meltdown that strikes him when that reveal drops.
The mirthless laugh, shaking his head, the hapless gesture to the ceiling before his hands drop. "Of course. Of course it's you. Why wouldn't it be? I mean—Christ, it makes sense, doesn't it? Every single person who was supposed to love me has-has fucked it, so why—" he keeps cutting into this escalating, unsettling laughter. There's nothing funny about it: you're sure that you're watching someone lose the last shred of their sanity in real time. "Why would my 'soulmate'-", he says, miming big, dramatic quotation marks. "-be any different?" That manic grin has shifted into tight baring of his teeth, a vicious sneer. He closes in on you, stands so near you can feel the heat of his breath when he hisses, "I should put you in the fucking dirt with the rest of them."
It should be terrifying, but it's hard to focus on anything other than the glassiness of his eyes. The sheer devastating heartbreak of it all, telegraphed clear as day in the way he carries himself. His eyes flare red, sizzling up the tears before they can fall. "And then you really will be all alone," you say. Maybe it's the hopelessness of the moment, maybe it's the shock of learning for yourself that he's supposed to be your one and only, but you feel numb. Frayed in a way you didn't know you could be. The crimson light of his eyes disappears in an instant, revealing surprise, followed by a wounded kind of look, before that familiar seething rage returns. "We'll see about that."
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ollieartss · 3 months
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me finally understanding why i prefer skk over sigzai even though sigzai is tailor made for me
sigma and dazai see parts of themselves in each other. sigma is a young kid (three year old casino owner is CRAZY) at his core. dazai is too, don’t get me wrong—his constant childish personality is both a facade and the part of himself he wishes he could have back—but it feels very different in a way. dazai puts in so much effort to keep sigma around because sigma is like fifteen dazai. a young child at his heart who has been dealt such a horrible hand that he becomes cold and unwilling.
i think that’s why i cant ship them even if I wanted to—it’s like dazai taking care of himself when he was fifteen. that, and it feels like the friendships formed in primary school. so for me it’s like shipping two eight year olds together if that makes sense. i love their dynamic and i really hope sigma’s alive but skk and their history remain supreme. sigzai shippers ur actually iconic and I understand u sm but this is just my take :] feel free to disagree.
my proof of this lies in the dancing scene mainly. like you could not look me in the eyes and tell me that isn’t primary school kids learning how to waltz. it’s so endearing omg. it’s dazai dragging sigma into this childish display, with sigma protesting like “bitch get ur hands off of me” and dazai just hums along. reminds him of himself. he’d probably react similarly. or maybe sigma’s reaction is akin to chuuya’s, but that’s a WHOLE different can of worms.
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