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chiquilines · 1 year
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pspspsps togachako stans i know you're out there
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static-radio-ao3 · 3 months
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@jegulus-microfic // january 24 // prompt: dinner // words: 388
“James Fleamont Potter,” Regulus yells. He didn’t intend for it to be a yell, but his nerves got the best of him. “I want to declare my intentions for you!” He thrusts forward a bouquet of flowers. James’ eyebrows furrow as he tentatively reaches for them
It’s a sunny winter day, crisp and cold, but made bearable by the way sunlight crashes down on them. James looks radiant, Regulus thinks. Then again, he always thinks James looks radiant.
“You wanna do what to me?” James asks, bringing the flowers up to his nose, sniffing.
Regulus doesn’t know what to do with his hands now that he’s no longer holding something. He ends up tucking them behind his back, so James can’t see him fidgeting.
Regulus takes a deep breath. “I want to court you.”
“Court? Like date?”
The words bring a flush to Regulus’ cheeks. Date. He could date James Potter. Be his boyfriend, if things go well. Merlin, he hopes things go well.
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you just say that?”
“Because that’s not how it’s done. Pure Blood Tradition mandates that I declare my intentions, speak with your father, call at your house and then have the honor of escorting you to a planned activity or event outside the home that might please you,” Regulus rattles off.
He’d practiced for weeks. In front of the mirror, under his breath during breakfast, on his way to classes. Barty and Evan had teased him relentlessly, but Pandora had told him it was sweet. Had offered pointers, even.
“Yeah? You gonna wine and dine me, Regulus?”
A cluster of students passes by them. Some cast glances their way, but most don’t pay them any mind, simply heading back to the castle.
“I can take you to dinner, if you’d like that, yes.” Regulus straightens, squaring his shoulders. He hopes he’s exuding confidence. He needs to show James he is capable and dependable and a good match. James, who always takes care of others, deserves someone who takes care of him too. Regulus wants it to be him.
“It’s a date.” There’s a bright smile on James’ face, but he tries to hide it behind the flowers. Tucks his chin closer to his chest, buries his nose in the bouquet.
“So you mean—”
“Yes, I accept your intentions to court me.”
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peatzah-rolls · 6 months
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Just thinking about a Michie fic where Richie wants to dye his hair but is too nervous to
A. Do it himself
and
B. Go to a hairdresser
So Max is like "I can help if you want I guess..I mean there's instructions on the box how hard can it be?"
And then Richie goes to school next day with super splotchy blue hair but he doesn't care because it was a little bonding experience <3
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oc-cinematic-universe · 3 months
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starsmith family doodles
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darkaac · 11 months
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does a triple backflip onto the bandwagon
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ccaptain · 8 months
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@predvestnik: Teeth in Kaeya's skin, no hesitation! Childe latches to the captain's cheek like he's and creature seizing a fine mochi.
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   in any other cases, if those sharp fangs struck in any other place- he would have moaned. he would have moaned in such a cheeky way to catch ajax's attention even more than he already had! but...
   well, the bite is silly. it doesn't hurt, merely tickles, and kaeya laughs a bright, amused genuine laughter, fingers going into ginger hair.
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   ' aaaaahhh! ' he exhales, still giggling. ' heeeelp! my boyfriend is consuming me like a fine sweet madame! heeeeeeelp- '
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prottdoodles · 6 months
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If 09 Roach and 09 Ghost brought home Riley the dog, how would 09 Soap react?
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He most def ain't a dog person
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mackerel22 · 5 months
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Chuuya: When I was 16 and incapable of expressing any feelings, I got a crush on someone and because I didn't know what else to do, I wrote them a letter on Christmas that said; "I hate your guts. Wish you are miserable for the rest of your life."
Dazai:
Dazai: ... wait whAT? IT WAS YOU?!
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zu-is-here · 10 months
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[6/23] Happy belated again birthday, Dude <3
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Epic by yugogeer012
Cross from xtaleunderverse by jakei95
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thesoftestmess · 5 months
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The beauty of Furina and Neuvillette to me is this:
It's about two people who spent 500 years by each other's side, watched generations of citizens they governed together live and die, watched art and fashion trends and historical eras come and go, worked together and lived in close proximity the entire time and without knowing it, grew into a package deal out of circumstance.
Furina, in all of her isolation, could always count on Neuvillette to have her back, be her guidance when dealing with politics and complex archon duties. And Neuvillette, in all his struggle to fit into human society, found meaning in being her right hand and maybe found comfort in Furina's weirdness. In how people wouldn't rarely say "she's overly dramatic and a bit strange, but she's our goddess no less". At some point he stopped noticing he brings her up in every conversation he's having. It's just part of his job, of his life.
For 500 years it's just that. Coexistence and a mutual comfort out of circumstance.
Then the world comes crashing down.
Literally, but even more so figuratively. Everything changes over night, everything Neuvillette thought he knew about his Lady Furina, about the people he swore to protect, gets drowned out by a new reality.
He gets his full powers back and loses the ground beneath his feet all the same. Loses Furina to her freedom. Because it dawns on him that he spent 500 years by her side, not realizing she wasn't free. And how does one apologise for that? For so much more?
Over night, Furina can finally be what she's always longed for: human again. No longer forced to smile through her suffering, no longer forced to repeat the same painful routines, keep up whatever mannerisms it takes to play her role. No longer a puppet for the greater good.
And she finds that freedom tastes like cheap instant macaroni and a new sauce once a week, and looks like staring at the looming front door of her small apartment, which she hasn't stepped out of in a week or two.
What if someone on the street asks her to explain everything? Neuvillette used to shield her from troublesome encounters like that.
The beauty of neuvifuri to me is two people taking 500 years by each other's side for granted, and being so completely entirely lost when they're thrust into a new reality. Without each other.
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j3llyf1shdust · 6 months
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I was feeling silly, so here’s something I made to be real silly. cus why not.
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unknownvirus21 · 7 months
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Omg Prohibited Wish, guys, omg, omg
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The first two are connected but I decided to connect them AFTER I finished the second one so that's why the colors are off
The third is called Closeness. They wouldn't admit it each other but they both craved physically affection. Being 2D and all can only grant so much physicality. So being close is the best option
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static-radio-ao3 · 9 months
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@jegulus-microfic // august 17 // prompt: stag // words: 278
“But just imagine, yeah?” James says, eyes bright and voice excited. His head is resting on Regulus’ chest, and the sheets are pooled around their waists. “You ride in on a majestic stag, everyone is amazed, and then - BAM! The stag is me! Talk about making an entrance.” 
Regulus heaves an exasperated sigh. He loves James, truly, more than life itself, but his fiance is such an idiot. “James, I’m not arriving at our wedding ceremony on your back while you’re in your animagus form.”
“Why not?” James whines. “It’d be so cool.” 
James turns up to face Regulus, like a flower to the sun, eyes wide and pleading. But Regulus didn’t make it through six years with James without building up some resistance to James’ doe eyes. James himself hasn’t quite learned how to say no to Regulus though.
“I’m not going to show up smelling like a woodland creature, first of all,” Regulus says, ignoring James’ insulted squawk. “Secondly, you want to expose to the entire wedding party that you’re an illegal animagus?”
“I hadn’t… quite thought of that last bit,” James admits. Regulus reaches up to card his hand through James’ hair, letting the strands flow through his fingers, the movement mindless and soothing. After a long moment of comfortable silence, James says, “Oh! But what if my Patronus came in and pulled a carriage?” 
“James,” Regulus says, fed up and fond, “no stags at the wedding!” 
“Okay, but what about the afterparty?” 
I can’t wait, Regulus thinks as James makes his case for being in his animagus form during their first dance, to marry you and spend the rest of our lives doing this.
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purplew · 1 month
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tHIS IS THE LEVEL OF UNHINGED IM HERE FOR
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boyblundering · 10 months
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timkon's your feed
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shenjiuislife · 4 months
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shen jiu: one day, i wish to have my own children.
ning yingying: but you already do..
ming fan: mhm, what about us?
luo binghe: yeah, what about us???
shen jiu, sighing: you all aren't my ACTUAL kids..
qjp trio, writing in their diaries at 3:00 a.m.: dear diary, today marks the day i was disowned by my father..
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