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#this is the vibe#im very sick rn so everything that i post is kinda spur of the moment#but this is how i feel about most ultrakill and projmoon characters#need to shake them around like an angry dog#amuposting
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We are all just maladaptive daydreaming to music and playing out our fan fic scenarios in our minds, huh?
#this is the vibe#this is fine#writer problems#just writer things#joel miller pedro pascal#joel miller#maladaptive daydreaming
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rip neil you would've loved ttpd
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SOUR is Fitz
GUTS is Keefe
#for the most part!#some guts songs are actually really good for Fitz and some sour songs work for Keefe#but generally#this is the vibe#kotlc#keeper of the lost cities#olivia rodrigo#keefe sencen#fitz vacker
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walton goggins is like if kermit was a human man, and baby, i am miss piggy
#walton goggins#you can blame skelly for this post#i am entirely feral over this man and not sorry about it#also i am right#this is the vibe#i will not be taking criticism
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uncanny.
#no i never watched frozen but this is it#this is the vibe#percy jackson#percy jackson and the olympians#percy jackson 2023 spoilers#Echidna
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Sweet & Sour Dipplins
Kieran to Juliana in Chapter 8:
This made me DIE LAUGHING, EXCELLENT MEME CHOICE
#because really#thIS is the vibe#eXACTLY#LMAOOO#my fics#dipplinshipping#kieran x juliana pokemon#kieran pokemon#juliana pokemon#juliana x kieran pokemon#juliana x kieran#kieran x juliana
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yeah
#dacre montgomery#joe keery#this is the energy#this is the vibe#i’m not sure for what#but it just is#something about this feels right#maybe it’s the fact joe can see for once#this is like a pov: your gay dads at your wedding or something#tell me it’s not giving that
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Pls watch this and fall in love
Not mine, credit goes to the original maker
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Lucy: would you rather fight a bunch of toddlers-
Skull: I wanna fight a bunch of toddlers!
Lucy: I wasn’t even talking to y-
Skull: hell yeah those kids are getting SLAPPED
#I know he doesn’t technically have hands but still-#This is the vibe#lockwood#anthony lockwood#locklyle#lockwood & co#lockwood and co#Lockwood & co brainrot#lockwood & co incorrect quotes#incorrect lockwood & co#lockwood & co shitpost#shitpost#incorrect quotes#lucy carlyle#the skull in the jar#the whispering skull#ali hadji heshmati#cameron chapman#ruby stokes
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feyd rautha hell yea
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Very Sure
As I went to open the car door, her hand moved to take mine. I regard her quizzically.
“Here, let me drive,” she offered with a smile that matched the warmth of her voice.
“But-” I went to protest, but she shook her head.
“You’ve had a long day,” she pointed out. She pursed her lips briefly before taking a step closer, “And you know I don’t mind driving.”
A wave of hesitation rolled over me. My heart was raw and my lungs ached. I wasn’t sad per se, but I was tired. So, so tired. But not tired enough to feel like I deserved the luxury of voicing that weariness.
I searched her eyes before I asked quietly–my voice hitching with a hint of guilt, “Are you sure?”
Her eyes crinkle as her smile widened. She gave my hand a squeeze.
“Very sure,” she replied with a low, lovely hum. She stepped closer still, her nose finding its place against mine. Our foreheads rested gently against one another as I felt the most gentle and tender kiss grace my lips. I close my eyes and just…melt against her.
When she inhaled, I felt a very real sense of relief. Of peace. I felt my knees grow weak and my heart race as it feels like She suddenly fills my whole world with this simple act of love. Her fingers slid the keys from mine, and in her proximity I felt my world beginning to…well, “descend” isn’t the right word. That would imply a certain degree of disparity between the two of us.
And I have never felt more equal in my life.
Regardless, I felt her gather me up carefully in her arms as I shrink. The weight of such a mundane responsibility being lifted feels sublime. I could cry.
I dropped and dropped and dropped, just allowing myself to Be in this moment. I allowed myself to push through the miasma of guilt and shame, to grant myself Rest if but for a small moment.
My hands moved up in an attempt to hold her, but my fingers can find no purchase on the wrinkles of her shirt. My spine shivered as my trembling palms ran down expanding cotton. The hand that was resting at the small of my back had remained there, and merely guided my consensual fall until she caught me in the hollow of her palm.
Wordlessly, she brought me up to rest against her chest as she opened the door with her free hand. As she climbed in, I forced myself to be still against her–to allow the comfort to abide with me, though I wanted to squirm in protest due to my own stubborn shyness. I felt the way she breathed beneath me–the way I raised and lowered with such little effort. I felt the way her heart pounded deep in her chest.
The sound gave me goosebumps.
She slid into the driver’s seat and buckled up. She finally pulled me away and regarded me carefully. She reached out to fix my hair and smooth out my shirt a bit with the tips of two fingers. She leaned in to give me another kiss–this time, her puckered lips completely smothered my face. I kissed back harder than before.
Gingerly, she rested me in her lap–in the slight dip where her thighs met. My hands went down to touch the fabric of the leggings to readjust. It was hard not to feel overwhelmed with the sheer amount of softness that was around me…
But then again, overwhelming comfort is what I needed.
She pulled her hands away and rested them on the steering wheel. She looked down at me and smiled.
“That feel okay?” she asked. The very faint vibrations of her voice made my heart quiver.
I looked up at her and just drank in Her. She filled my view. She was my horizon. Her smile was my sunlight.
She wanted to drive. She wanted to do this. She wanted to be This for me.
This wasn’t a compromise, it was a pure act of love.
And though my heart groaned and my lungs still ached, and though the exhaustion felt crushing, I smiled. I curled up on my side, my cheek resting against her thigh as I looked up at her.
“This is more than okay. Um…thank you for wanting to drive.”
#g/t#gt#giant/tiny#wholesome giantess#no OCs this time around#this is the vibe#this is why It’s important to me#an ode to The Giants 💖 who want To Drive#i cry happy tears when I think on you#thank you for being that comfort for people like me
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“There will be chronic food shortages and gas shortages and people will live in hovels. Paradoxically, they’ll be surrounded by computers the size of wrist watches. Calculators will be cheap. It’ll be as easy to hook up your computer with a central television bank as it is to get the week’s groceries. I think we’ll be cushioned by amazing technological development and sitting on Salvation Army furniture. Everything else will be crumbling. Government surveillance becomes inevitable because there’s this dilemma when you have an increase in information storage. A lot of it is for your convenience – but as more information gets on file it’s bound to be misused.” - David Byrne, 1979
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morally dubious bicons
(inspo image below)
#the mandalorian#the mandalorian season 3#bo katan kryze#din djarin#this is the vibe#this is it#not ship art but idc if you tag it ship
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