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#they're so stupid (affectionate)
raggedy-spaceman · 9 months
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S02E03 I Know Where I'm Going
They are married your honour. It's just that they're both too stupid to realize it yet. We'll get there.
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solargeist · 30 days
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sometimes grian and scar kiss but start giggling bc they're so stupid
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mangoloversblog · 2 months
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eddie: buck this is ridiculous
buck: how dare you. i cannot believe you would say that to me. and in front of the children too.
eddie: literally what are you talking about christopher is at school.
buck: he's here in spirit! and you know he would be on my side! and now you're blatantly ignoring our oldest son????
ravi: yeah don't blatantly ignore me!
buck: i am disgusted. dismayed. horrified. appalled. ravi give me more adjectives.
ravi: smad.
buck: i am sm-
buck: ravi.
ravi: you put me on the spot!
eddie: i literally just said that you couldn't get a dog for the station without telling bobby first. and you went and brought our children into it. i am absolutely outraged.
buck: i am not loving this turn of events.
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yoon-dowoon · 5 months
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miniminis being cuties in the ptd on stage vcr (cr. 3cmgoogie)
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cowgirleddiediaz · 26 days
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911 7x04 Sneak Peek ↳ 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈?
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tiredgoblingalore · 9 months
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Crowley and Aziraphale “talk” like two people on the opposite banks of a river trying to get to each other, but they’re actually just shouting at each other not to fall into the water and drown. All the while there’s a perfectly good bridge in front of them.
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Bender's panicked "right? RIGHT!?" after asking if the next rational step is to eat Santa while holding a butcher's knife reblog if you agree
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plaguedcupid · 5 months
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i love the facial expressions in trigun
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girlkisserr · 8 months
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if your still want some ideas ive got a couple, agent 3 in that win pose you want for them or your agent 8 seeing the surface and sunrise for the first time
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hes never seen the sun leave him alone
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w/out text and win pose doodle can be found in this post
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rimbaud-fan-page · 7 months
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I always forget how goddamn dramatic Verlaine is
"I'll show them the colour of darkness that is the hell inside my heart 💔💔💔"
This is why Rimbaud died.
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ridl · 7 months
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I love ganqing bc it's just two normal, mature women. Even if Ganyu is more withdrawn, Keqing wouldn't be able to stand the hesitation and inaction for too long, so if she wants to confess she's just gonna do it. No stupid, endless, mind games and bullshit <3
Dense Keqing is also good i think, bc Ganyu wouldn't be that smug annoying asshole who berates the other for "being dense and not asking them out" while putting no effort into it themselves, she'd just find it endearing and try to communicate better until it works. She's patient. And it's also interesting to think abt Ganyu taking a leaf out of Keqing's book, and finding the boldness to just confess herself despite her quiet, withdrawn nature. If clear and straightforward is what Keqing likes best, then Ganyu could perhaps do it like that for her
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stewieonthewall · 3 days
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Azzi being all smug and saying “yeah i’m taking the smarter approach” for the island question sent me 💀 she really thought she was being big-brained but like hello?? You just said you’d pick blondie as one of the 3 things?? After judging her (rightfully so) for her “electronic island” 😭 Those two idiots (affectionate) share two brain cells max 🤣
the problem is they actually share one and it's always at risk of being killed from all the bleach on paige's head so it spends more time with azzi but also mysteriously disappears completely and gives us moments like almost every episode of the paige and azzi show
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blazingblorbos · 2 months
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canon
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m3ab · 8 months
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What a pair they make
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"It's 2+2 bud"
"And 2+2 is three!!"
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"There you go blue guy, you haven't said anything in a while! Read this."
"Can't read?"
"Eeehhmmm uhmmm I get stage fright. Or something."
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iholli · 1 year
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inhales fuck it, I had fun with this, you're all getting subjected to it. My singular braincell is unleashing Booigi like the plague upon Discord and my friends are happy to encourage me. thank u Holly for the galaxy brain dialogue that inspired this silly little drabble <3
King Boo × Luigi || flirt
It's been a hell of a long night in this hotel, and King Boo can't stand it any longer. Except he's really, really bad at communicating his feelings to a certain oblivious green plumber.
Takes place during the final boss fight of Luigi's Mansion 3, so you know, if you don't want to get spoilered or whatever <3
It's been hours. At least 10 of them. And the man is exhausted.
He's been through hell, awake all night, narrowly avoiding death at every turn, fighting for his life every step of the way. He's tired and afraid, damn it, and his night still isn't done.
So this battle promising to stretch for long minutes is not something he's excited for.
Honestly, he's almost disappointed when Polterpup crashes into him, accidentally knocking him out of the way as the painting falls.
Luigi sits up as the ghostly canine hops off him, scampering off to who knows where, and the poor little plumber is back on his feet just in time for the great spectre before him to turn a seething glare on him. It's all Luigi can do not to collapse under that enraged violet gaze.
"Luigi! What are you doing over there?!"
King Boo is also tired, and he is pissed. He's spent far more than the whole night with that disgustingly obsessive woman dogging his heels like a lost puppy, watching her useless staff be thrown around by Luigi-- though, of course, the king can't deny his admiration of the man's strength and quick thinking-- and in turn feeling the anger of his own Boos being sucked away into that damned vacuum. He's going to break that frustrating contraption, so help him.
And after all that, after all his carefully laid plans-- the countless romantic settings, the harmless spooks, his desperate attempts to flirt-- Luigi still hasn't realized it! Only that awful Hellen Gravely had been wooed by the candlelit dining room, the beautiful concert, the seaside view! King Boo has had all he can take. At least Luigi vacuumed Hellen out of the picture, what a relief that was, and satisfying to say the least. Oh, and who could ignore the way Luigi smiled and danced and cheered for himself every time he successfully captured a ghost...he's just too cute!
He couldn't possibly admit it aloud, but that little green plumber has the king of Boos absolutely wrapped around his gloved finger.
"UGH! That's it! I'm sick to double death of you!"
Sick to his heart of that cute little mustache, those soft shoes, those blue doe eyes, that adorable accented voice, that sheer obliviousness! How could King Boo possibly make his feelings any clearer?! Surely Luigi is just tormenting him, and he's sick of it!
"You want to fight me? FINE! Let's go, Luigi! This is the end for you, once and for all! HERE I COME!"
The Italian's teeth are chattering in fear, because of course he doesn't want to fight, and he's thoroughly convinced the Boo just wants him dead, or at least trapped forever as a decoration. Well, it's no fault of his, considering every attempt King Boo has made at flirting has nearly gotten him poisoned or skewered or whatever else-- it's been such a long night, Luigi barely remembers all the ways the hotel has tried to kill him. And the king of Boos is very, very intimidating, no thanks to his threatening dialogue.
Which, Luigi can't possibly admit aloud, is rather attractive, in an inexplicable way. That voice, and those eyes, and...
No, no, no time to think about that now. That "rather attractive" ghost is trying to destroy him!
King Boo cackles, nearly at the end of his rope, summoning lightning, showing off his tongue (very intentionally, that is), throwing fireballs and explosives, every time missing and angrily cursing before vanishing. That Luigi...too smart in all the wrong places! Like he knows every move the Boo is going to make! Yet he can't figure out King Boo's affection towards him?!
When Luigi throws an explosive back at him, sending King Boo reeling and coughing smoke until he collapses on the roof, he's feeling more frustrated than ever. The plumber and that strange, goopy green clone of his suck him up by the tongue and smash him back and forth against the roof until the Boo tumbles backwards.
Enough is enough.
King Boo rematerializes before Luigi, glaring daggers, his enormous maw closed in a deep frown. The man steels himself for another round of attacks...
...but they don't come.
Instead, King Boo snaps.
"You know what?! Enough of this! You're cute and I've been trying to tell you that for hours-- no, YEARS now!"
Luigi freezes, his whole body going still as a ghost hit with his Strobulb. He...what?
The Boo's mouth is open now in a snarl, his brows low, his eyes glowing bright with irritation. He looks so angry; surely Luigi misheard him! If looks could kill, the plumber would already be six feet under!
"There, I said it! Must you torture me further?!"
No, he heard right.
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He heard right?
The nozzle of the Poltergust clatters on the now-cracked concrete, Luigi barely even realizing he's dropped his only protection. He stares, then blinks and starts sputtering.
"C...cute? A-ME?!"
Oh, the Boo is a goner when that heavy accent comes out. His face flushes royal blue as he drifts like a deflating balloon to the rooftop. "OF COURSE YOU! HOW have you not figured that out?!" King Boo tries to snap in his usual tone, but it comes out in more of a pathetic whine as his voice cracks in disbelief.
"You've been-a trying to kill me all-a night!" Luigi chokes out. He's so shocked, he sinks to his knees, taking off his cap as his other hand comes up to run through his hair, the Boo watching his every move-- has he ever seen the plumber without his hat? His hair looks as soft as his mustache...
"I-- I HAVE NOT!" King Boo retorts after a moment, equally stunned.
"What...what do you call all of-a that, then?!"
"I was trying to flirt with you!" The king frantically pinwheels his nubby arms in a desperate attempt to explain. "I know those idiots kept ruining everything, but I was trying! I had a nice dinner planned, a walk through the garden floor, a magic show--"
Luigi's hand drops to his lap and he stares again at the ghost. "You set up all that...as a date?"
King Boo stops his rambling. "...yes?"
The little Italian giggles breathily, then laughs harder and harder, until he's gasping, arms wrapped around himself and tears rolling down his cheeks. King Boo blushes furiously. "What-- stop that! Why are you laughing at me? What's so funny?!"
"Oh, scusa, bello," Luigi manages when he finally catches his breath, wiping his face with his shirt sleeves. "It's just-- you are-a terrible at flirting!"
The Boo puffs out his cheeks, impossibly blue as he crosses his nubs in offense. "Well-- well, you're terrible at noticing, then!" He grumbles, his mouth closing in a pout.
"Both people are-a supposed to be there for a date, you know." The man giggles once more. He can't help being amused at the adorable grumpy face before him, and he's giddy with relief, heart fluttering now that he realizes that the ghost wasn't actually trying to murder him all this time, that the little voice in his heart was a mutual feeling.
"I...knew that." Boo's violet eyes flick away-- he definitely didn't know that-- then snaps his eyes back to Luigi in sudden realization. "Wait, what did you call me?!"
Luigi just smirks, one eyebrow cocking up, a show of the confidence he's feeling now. "Maybe if you-a take me on a real date yourself, I'll-a tell you, tesoro."
"T-TES--" King Boo blows the rest of the word into a raspberry, flustered, not knowing if the Italian is taunting him or complimenting him.
"Wait...are you asking ME on a date?"
Luigi gets to his feet, shuffling across the roof to retrieve the frame lying all but forgotten on the concrete. He inspects it for a moment, then sets it upright along the wall of the roof, aiming the Poltergust's dark-light attachment at the image of his friends and brother.
The plumber glances back at King Boo before switching the light on, grinning once more at the uncertain though hopeful king watching him. "Yeah, I-a guess I am." The light activates, a beam of rainbow slowly coloring the painting.
Well, after he explains this to Mario, and gets the group comfortably settled in the hotel, that is. And maybe gets the Boos out of their respective containers, since he knows the king will be asking.
Luigi's heart flutters again. His night doesn't feel so long anymore.
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giurochedadomani · 4 months
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Mountains of gold
“It cannot be that bad”. 
The first button of Shanks’ shirt is missing. Mihawk lightly plays with the string of his collar as he tries to work past the sudden tightness in his throat. Is it bad, really? It seems like a reasonable request. Why can he not bring himself to actually say it?
Mihawk has a wet dream about Shanks.
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READ IT ON AO3
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