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#3 will be free

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I was like. I think there is something slightly fetishy in the way they keep making these very efficient women have little pathetic malewives. Then they pull out the scarback dominatrix.

#killjoys

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They've been married for 50 years pt. 5

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i was a bit confused about which blog to send this too because it looks like it got reblogged to your final fantasy sideblog and your main at different times. but! you know me, always happy to send prompts! 21 because i think you'll like it, any female character(s), and either 13 or 24, whatever you're feeling. not 100% certain what your current list of main fandoms is so no specific character for that either, although you know all my old xv favs if you're still peripherally into that. (i never really leave a fandom once i join it, but i know not everyone is like that!)

I dug it back from my sideblog because I remembered that the prompts were fun, this is why I guess. I didn't think it would cause problems because it was on my sideblog back in 2018.

Anyway. I wanted to answer all these and post them all at once but I actually don't have time or brain power to be thinking about all that at once. Get the one that actually immediately made me produce something, finally finished three weeks later.

Someone forgot to close the door, Ignis thinks, halfway there, and rolls over to catch complete darkness against the pillow. Not to fall back asleep, no, just to soften the blow – over the last few years he has gotten used to forcing himself awake at the first hint of consciousness, to power through headache and sickness. There is always something else to do, and no bed ever worth sleeping in, and the concept of lazy mornings had lost its appeal long before mornings themselves became a distant memo—

Then, sharply, he remembers.

There is nowhere urgent to be.

He opens his eyes to a line of gold against the grey walls. There is no open door, no buzzing neon lamp abandoned in a hallway, no bunk beds in a moldy, windowless cave in Leide. No stale air shared with five to fifteen hunters and soldiers. 

There is his room, in Cape Caem, where he hasn't come back in years. There is a bed he found just as he left it, now unmade and warm around him. There is a day ahead of him, a real day, where no one will be asking anything of him.

There's sunlight, crossing through, from where the blinds don't quite meet the window, to the other side of the room. They would need fixing later, Ignis thinks, for a moment elated purely at the prospect of adding an item to the todo list that isn't an immediate pit of despair. There is the dust of several months of silence floating in the air above his head. They catch the light with every lazy twist of air, turning orange, pink, white for half a second before another joins the dance. They turn to thin, elongated rays of rainbows when the tears start to fill his eyes. He can't help it. He's seen the dawn rise over the rubble of Insomnia for a month, leaving the world every day in a hazy state of sideration. He knows the power that the sun can have on people who have not seen in in years. But he approached it the same way he approached the forever night – pushing through, pulling people along with him like a dog who can't stop biting down, until words like reconstruction efforts and trade routes and provisional government came out of mouths other than his and without his prompting.

This is where he remembers for the first time what sunlight feels like. Out of the city with nothing but plains and the sea around him. In the silence of a bedroom that has survived by miracle. For the first time in ten years, he watches specks of nothing float in the air and shine, and he realizes what they've done.

Wiping his face with his hand, he extends an arm to grab his glasses on the nightstand, stretches, then gets up to go find Noctis.

#birb's silly little fics #ffxv #ignoct #sort of. this is verse 2 obviously and in my head it's an epilogue to the oracle ignis fic I never wrote

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#clemy said that it was good and explained the premise to me and it sounded funny #and also we could watch it together. so it makes it special

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Thank god they brought back An Amount Of Daylight That Makes You Want To Live. It was getting a bit scary for a minute there.

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Cute goth bunnies 🖤 Artworks by @dayrisfelix on Instagram

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There is no secret or some hidden knowledge that Jedi were created under the heavy influence of Japanese samurai culture. Space warriors, servants of the government and state. And I had a thought “What if make designs more eastern influenced and still GFFA ’ There is result.

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the plot to yoi is genuinely so fucking funny like. this dude got drunk and danced with me and i was so haunted by his beauty all year that i quit my job as a world famous athlete and flew to japan. turns out he doesn't remember our first meeting and thought i was just a lunatic who showed up at his door and decided i was his boyfriend and he went along with it because im hot. we're engaged now

#in honor of the movie's official cancellation let's remember how insane this show was

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Miniature artwork 🏠

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farcille isn't "toxic yuri." nothing remotely toxic about them, they both treat each other with a great deal of care and affection and respect. just because marcille is willing to do forbidden necromancy and arguably cannibalism for her wife doesn't make her toxic that's just what you do for a woman with broad shoulders

#dungeon meshi

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Hannibal s2e8 | s2e9 | s2e10

#nbc hannibal

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I’m not a b-

cornelia x irma

/// Inspired by:

she likes a boy — Nxdia

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The two types of transmascs:

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