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ivvmell · 9 months
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I like to h/c that clone commanders have Highly modified nose, hearing, etc, because this gives me the right to say that Commander Cody sneezes of long presence with Skywalker (the cause of the allergy has not yet been clarified for sure)
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please tag your EA gale pics as #jumpscare, thank you
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davyjoneslockr · 2 years
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I love it when Vento Aureo fics refer to Bucciarati as Bruno, Abbacchio as Leone, Fugo as Pannacotta/Panni etc, but Mista is still just Mista. Like this fandom will thirst over guys named Rice and Ham but draw the line at calling a man Guido
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marblerose-rue · 2 years
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princess/request
do you think she's the type to beg for a little whipped cream (as a treat)
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surplus-of-sarcasm · 1 year
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Short Prompt #10
Notes: This can work as a standalone or a part 2 to this. You choose!
TW: Bruises mention, blood mention, bone breaking mention, illegal activity mention
"There," Hero says, a sort of finality to their tone as they brush the makeup over the last of the bruises on Villain's face.
The criminal's gaze wanders over to their reflection in the mirror, eyes widening as they take note of their now untainted face, as if the scratches previously marring their visage had never been.
The hero chuckles, sharp eyes glinting with amusement. The villain is awfully adorable like that. They resemble a confused kitten as they register their own appearance and the formal attire, in a striking shade of dark green, all about style and nothing about functionality. Replacing their usual bland, practical costume. Even if they were naturally good-looking, they were usually somewhat dishevelled. It suited them, in a way, but it was very different from their current state and completely unsuitable for a gala hosted by the mayor.
"You look ravishing, doll," the crime-fighter purrs lazily, warranting a flustered blush rapisly spreading like wildfire across the villain's face and neck. "Let's go, we've got a mission to complete."
Villain nods at them, letting the Hero take their hand, feeling their face burn and desperately praying that the hero wouldn't notice how strikingly their face was flushed.
Foolish hope because Hero notices everything, and it is among one of their favourite activities to make it so cruelly obvious to the villain, letting the corner of their lip curve upwards with a lopsided smirk as they lead them to where all the guests were gathered.
If the crime-stopper isn't buttering them up too much, and Villain actually looks as attractive as their careless flattery describes, it doesn't mean at all that they can actually replicate the part, that their acting would fit the part. Maybe if the objective had been sit still, look pretty, the villain's nerves might've been calmer.
Villain had learned that Hero's real identity was that of a wealthy, young civilian. A fact that felt strangely intimate to know. They were here to procure a piece of paper from the mayor's office; some document that convicted him of striking an illegal deal.
"Oh hello, darling! You look wonderful!" a middle-aged woman in a wine red dress croons excitedly at Hero.
"And you're stunning as always," the crime-fighter replies smoothly, flashing her a million dollar smile. From whatever strange firsthand experience, the villain could tell it was completely fake. Though, in a place where the air reeked of superficiality as much as it did of ridiculously expensive fragrances, they're pretty sure it wouldn't crumble under scrutiny.
"Hmm, and who is that?"
Still letting that dazzling smile dance across their face, their enemy-turned-date brings their hand up to their lips, pressing a soft kiss into the villain's knuckles. "This is my partner, Villain Civillian Name."
"Lovely," the woman attests, though the icy edge to the sugar-sweet tone unmasks how unimpressed she is with Villain.
They were definitely not rich nor famous as VCN, but it brings them solace to know that if she knew who they really were, she wouldn't dare be so dismissive of them.
"Would love to stay and chat, but I've got some rather important matters to attend to, so see you later."
They wrap their arm around Villain's waist, pressing a kiss into their hair, almost as though they are trying to annoy that guest on purpose.
"Alright, sweetness. Your turn to shine. You're going to distract the mayor. Talk to him, keep him interested until I'm done. And you will make great work of it," they whisper, tone still silky, but it held a promise of danger, reminding the villain that this hero pretending to be hopelessly in love with them can still break bones and leave their enemies drowning in their own blood.
Villain nods at them, changing their half-nervous walk into what they hope is a confident saunter, making their way towards the mayor. They take in a deep breath, trying for some calm. They have a million and one cards to play, and they desperately hope they choose the right one.
"Mr Mayor! It's so wonderful to finally see you in person!"
An old, balding man with an impossibly thick moustache turns their way. "Ah, and who might you be?"
"I'm VCN, Hero Civillian Name's partner. And sir, I do hope this isn't too annoying, but I would love if you'd share even just a hint of how you managed to run so many successful businesses while balancing being the mayor!" They flash them a bright grin, eyes wide with well-feigned excitement.
Judging by the grin on the man's lips and the awfully proud, "Certainly," he gives, Villain had made the right choice. Flattery was any egotistical person's kryptonite. Any chance they got to talk about themselves, they jumped at immediately.
And so, the villain gets stuck being tormented by the man's incessant chattering, nodding and smiling through it all, until they feel a light tap on their shoulder. Their saviour.
Shaking his hand warmly, the hero beams at Mayor, eyes devoid of any trace of malice. "Ah, I see you've met my lover. Mind if I borrow them, sir?" they quip.
"Sure, HCN!"
"Well done, love," they congratulate them once they are far away from the mayor. "Things went as smooth as ever. The bumbling fool kept his study unguarded. Keeps most of his papers outside his house. He thought he was so clever."
"Shouldn't we be leaving now?" They raise an eyebrow inquisitively.
"So soon? That's suspicious. So how about a dance, dove?" They extend their arm forward elegantly.
Slowly, Villain takes it, letting themselves be dipped and twirled by the hero.
It feels like magic, however fake it was meant to be. However dangerous it was to do this with their supposed sworn enemy. It takes their breath away, and between the lazy compliments, the dancing and the delicate kisses pressed to their jaw and cheekbones, at least a fraction of it must hold something beyond a perfectly executed act.
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homeless202 · 9 months
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one of EY's oldest friends trusts HJ to take care of him.
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and he was right, ofc -> a concerned HJ interrogating EY abt his living situation.
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doulayogimama · 3 months
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I miss weed.
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TimJim, 70s flavour 🕺🧷
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when-wax-wings-melt · 8 months
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where the fuck did they get the cheese
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clefairytea · 9 months
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I’ve been myself almost my whole life and known I’m autistic for years and literally have a PhD on autism WHY am I surprised every time I have symptoms.
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first day of food service done and you know what yall were all right customers SHOULD be illegal
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mindflayer-inc · 1 year
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Final Fantasy IX characters are being charged with crimes…
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nightmarist · 7 months
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When you make perfume you can use as few scents even as little as one, but contemporary perfumes are usually 10 and more notes, plus the combination of scents can change so much about each other. It was fun making Raphael and Astarion’s though. Their main notes are the canon ones but they’re framed with other things like storax, galbanum, vetiver, etc that i hope capture the feel of the characters overall.
I called Astarion’s Crypt Rose bc it has florals and earthy undertones covered up by the rosemary and bergamot, which is a medicinal combination that historically is used to cover up death. Stephen at one point said he thought Astarion would smell like “florals with a surprise” so I figured the medicinal scent was the “surprise” and added geranium, roses, lilac, vetiver, agarwood, and a few other things I wrote down. I think this combination at first smells strongly of a pleasant medicinal cure, then faintly like a freshly mourned grave with flowers at the headstone, earthy with a touch of petrichor and florals that cut through pleasantly complimenting the rosemary and bergamot.
Raphael’s was rather fun, and sort of smells like a daytime temptation so I called it Dance with the Devil, imagining it up close but requiring a polite image to be upheld. The palmarosa and pepper are nice fresh-spicy scents, and musk made it rather powdery. Most people think musk is rather deep, though, so to sort of add that masculine touch i balanced it with agarwood, cedar, tobacco, storax, and a tiny, tiny bit of teakwood to give it a sort of “burning in hell” undertone among a few other things. It doesn’t overwhelm the palmarosa nor pepper, however, it really frames them. The cherry gives it a touch of sweetness that’s very enticing without being over the top. It smells very “daytime” like a temptation you’re not allowed to have yet because temptations are meant for night.
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lowdowndandy · 10 months
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really wish I could just sit on the porch and smoke a joint and watch the morning but it's already 85° and also my neighbor is a cop
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pinkprettycure · 7 months
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godai isnt getting high either whoever voted for that is crazy. yall crazy. Godai's boyfriend is a cop bffr
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gelato444 · 1 year
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I smell so good rn
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