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#this Came to me
the-hx · 1 year
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skyrim-forever · 10 months
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The 'M' in Miraak stands for meow meow
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sansofhumor · 11 months
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undertale and the story of orpheus and eurydice
edward bulwer-lytton, 1st baron lytton / pcgamer interview with toby fox judgement hall UNDERTALE / tenth of ovids metamorphoses translated by sir samuel garth céline sciamma portrait of lady on fire / final choice UNDERTALE anaïs mitchell hadestown “wait for me” / undertale wiki SPARE conditions one last person to save UNDERTALE / anaïs mitchell hadestown “all i’ve ever known“ anaïs mitchell hadestown “wait for me“ / calling for help in UNDERTALE anaïs mitchell hadestown  “come home withe me” / flowey & asriel UNDERTALE easyspeezy’s undertale’s speedruns are incredibly emotional / anaïs mitchell hadestown “road to hell (reprise) / @sweettea3994′s comment on easyspeezy’s speedrun
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vampirebandmate · 1 year
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“You can’t all be bards!”
- Scooter, DMing a campaign he convinced The Electric Mayhem to play
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house-of-mirrors · 1 year
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aggsh-shs · 5 months
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“AZIRAPHALE PLEASE-“
Crowleys grabbing at anything he can find in the bookshop. It’s burning around him, it threatens to take him too.
“PLEASE-”
His screams turn to sobs, and he’s looking around at the flames. They’re so beautiful, yet they hurt so much.
It’s fitting.
“please don’t leave me here,” His voice breaks and he’s clutching at the angels cocoa mug, “I can’t do this without you…”
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pixiefms · 2 years
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Hinata Shouyo (circa 2016-17, colourised)
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Hashirama: please come pick me up Tobirama: you're at a summit Hashirama: it's cold Tobirama: what happened Hashirama: i cant feel my face. I want hot chocolate but they won't let me leave this Very Important Meeting. Tobirama: put on a coat. Hashirama: litle broher plese. my dr cofidant. trsed frind. Tobirama: no. Hashirama: cant fel m finers to make the leters Tobirama: you're pathetic Hashirama: worth a shot. I'll try Madara next
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waywardsunlight · 2 years
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Caleb: I got murdered and dismembered, you don't see me complaining about that
Philip: you're complaining right now
Caleb: MAYBE I HAVE A RIGHT TO, PHILIP
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amiqueerenoughyet · 22 days
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Wild to think we got
Daft Punk’s Discovery
Dreamwork’s Shrek
And Busch’s 9/11
All in the same year.
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rusted-sun · 1 month
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maybe he gets invited into the apartment once. maybe its winter. its dark, cold, stormy.
maybe they both had a few too many drinks. he cant drive back to his sister and brother and the cab wouldnt come for hours.
he mimics the actions of the other. jacket off. hung. then shoes left on the small carpet. simple, backup slippers await him.
theyre both tired. worked the evening shift, but the clock says 2am. overtime.
maybe he's got some clothing lying around from years long since forgotten. it'd be rude to leave a guest wet and cold.
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... ah
... he can stomach seeing that for... a night. the stench of smoke still there. mild.. but there.
a small apology. an instruction of where the shower is... and a pile of clothes from a time better forgotten.
he goes into his bedroom. theres a mirror smeared lipstick and smudged eyeliner. and a wipe in hand.
the water runs in the background.
it keeps running as the product comes off
and stops when he's finished and changed himself and removed the contacts. and theres a click of the door. footsteps.
theres two bedrooms. but that goes ignored. its comfortable... whens the last time he received this much physical affection...? nevermind. just.. just enjoy the moment, he thinks.
until the smell is far too much to bare.. oh. he's already asleep...
quiet. be quiet.
a creak of the bed across the apartment, and the click of a night lamp turning off.
a white lie in the morning. as white as it can be when coming from someone like him.
a thrown shirt and shorts the very same afternoon. moments after being left alone.
again
.... and... a small thank you text an hour later... and confirmation that he'll clock in this evening...
why.. is it worded like that? he cant possibly be excited to see him... right?
whatever...
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he cant wait to see him too. there. he admits it. but just to himself.
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storm-of-feathers · 1 year
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Oh judas was hung alright
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brick-a-doodle-do · 1 year
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weatheredwaxwings · 1 year
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q!phil and q!forever animatic to Does Your Mother Know? from Mamma Mia
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pandagirl45 · 1 year
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Loki: *runs in* THOR MOTHER BLESSED SOMEONE
Thor: Cat ears. Cat ears. Cat ears.
Loki: this is serious thor!
Tony: *walks in half awake yawning showing cat fangs with marine coon ears and tail* *blinks at the team* what?
Bucky: *stares* *wants to pet him*
Sam: the... ears?
Tony: what?
Steve: *itching to draw tony*
Natasha: *takes a picture*
Clint: I am not a cat person but...
Bruce: shit... freya
Tony: who-ya?!
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holidayhairremoval · 9 months
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