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evilminji · 8 months
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Okay, as I have mentioned, I'm Ace AF. And you know that plot line in kids cartoons where the alien or foreign Warrior Royalty just sort of *violently kicks down door in full armor* "We Will Marry."? I?? Always said:
"Sure!" (#OhThankFUCK!)
Like what do you mean "No"? The powerful, attractive, monarch that is very into you has travel a great distance JUST to marry you! Now you don't have to date! They seem nice! You can skip the whole "trying to find a life partner" awkwardness.
So, Sudden New Fiancee(tm) how we doing this? Blended customs? Two weddings? One in your peoples traditions, one in mine? Should we invite your family? Tell me more about yourself.
God, this solves just... SO MUCH for me? No having to make small talk. No "do they like me?" Or "am I reading the signs here right?" No failed dates! It's positively ideal! AND they announced why they were qualified, in a VERY impressive show of power and prestige, when they arrived! Good lineage AND accomplished!! Very nice.
Don't get why everyone's so upset.
Sure the "we leave at once" thing that usually follows would have to be discussed, but that's what you DO as spouses. Really guys, it's like you think I'm incapable of common sense here.
And you know who probably agrees with me? Damian Wayne.
Hell is other people, INDEED. You expect him to just... randomly go up to people and try Courting them? What do you MEAN it's "creepy" to compile portfolios on eligible individuals of worthy bloodlines? How ELSE is he supposed to know if they are worth attempting to talk too?!
There are BILLIONS of humans on this gods forsaken rock, Richard! Is he supposed to just GUESS? Gamble and hope for LUCK? This is a MARRIAGE not a "best friends club"!
Then? Danny showes up.
Gotham heard her baby talking. Heard her KING being harassed by clearly plotting Observants and power hungry ghosts MANY times his age. Connected some dots. Formed themselves a new OTP.
Danny says "Fuck It". Worst he can say is No. According to Gotham, he is neither Shy not the meek obedient sort. Is in fact, VERY stabby. So if he's not interested he'll no doubt be BRUTALLY clear about that.
So? Danny gets Fright Knight. Go get him a horse. Someone fetch Cujo some armor. He's been told the guy like weapons and animals.
TIME TO BE IMPRESSIVE.
He goes FULL Regalia. Armor of solid night sky. Cape of frost and stardust. Crown like crack in reality itself, through which the cosmos gleam and shift. He gets a horse from the far frozen. They're wooly and carnivorous. Gets THE most impressive sword he can find to wear.
It's gonna be a gift, since he doesn't need it.
He does the whole "rend the skies open" thing. Fan fair and knights. Every title he's ever been given, no matter how embarrassing he find them in reality. And announces his intentions. Declares that ONLY Damian Wayne, aka. Robin, is WORTHY to Marry Him. And (in the traditional Ghost proposal of "either accept or tell me to fuck off" /w violence) Demands Damian accept his offer of Marriage.
Right there.
IN THE WATCHTOWER.
In front of EVERYBODY. And yes, ESPECIALLY the Bats. Who are making glitching, vaguely threatening DEMONIC NOISES. Because? You... you THREATEN the BABY? Death. Ten thousand years DEATH.
People are :O ing and backing away from the visible heatwave of unadulterated FURY being put off by Batman. Danny is nano-second from every bone his ANCESTORS had being reduced to a fine paste.
Then? Damian consider him... considers the sword being thrust in his direction, still held aloft in a steady and armored hand... contemplates those titles for a second...
And goes: "Acceptable. Very well, but I have demands."
N..... Nani the FUCK? Says local Bat-Dad. No??? You are NOT GETTING MARRIED.
Try to stop him. He very obviously IS, according to Damian, the man brought him a kick ass sword and has a giant green dog. Is the king of an ENTIRE REALITY. Yes, he realizes he probably COULD do better... but frankly? This one's cute. But if it upset you so... extended engagement. There. Happy?
NO! Because the JLA Dark are LOSING THEIR SHIT. Damian is still UNDERAGE. We don't even know how OLD this being is! NO MARRIAGE.
Damian is unimpressed. A whole six months? That he's likely already LIVED thanks to various timeloops, temporal shenanigans, and reality warping bits of fuckery? You're reaching.
Just? Marriage Meet Cute.
@hdgnj @ailithnight @the-witchhunter @nerdpoe
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moss--knight · 9 months
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im new to de is this anything
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galedekarios · 8 months
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one-flower-one-sword · 3 months
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The lady ghosts had swarmed Hua Cheng like ducks; no doubt they really liked his scent. The ghost qi that Hua Cheng transferred to Xie Lian was assuredly of the highest quality, so there was no need to buy Ghost Scent Candies. However, to avoid anyone finding out that the qi was only a surface coat, they might need to press their lips together like last time and have Hua Cheng pass on something more tangible, like air or bodily fluids... Xie Lian immediately stopped himself from thinking about this any further.
TGCF Volume 5, page 115
was reminiscing about this scene today because with the post-canon fact that Xie Lian is pretty much constantly covered in Hua Cheng's evil qi and evil """essence""", on the outside of his body as well as on the, ahem, inside - I can only imagine that when he ventures out on his own he has more minor ghosts and nefarious creatures swarming him than he can shake a stick at because he now smells like delicious pastry to them 🤭
I also love that this scene is more proof that not only does Xie Lian desire Hua Cheng just as much as Hua Cheng desires him, Xie Lian specifically fantasizes about being even more intimately marked as Hua Cheng's and taking Hua Cheng's """essence""" into himself. the mere idea seems to arouse him so much that he immediately shuts down his own thoughts, the poor guy. so it just makes me really happy for him to know that his fantasies will very much become reality and then some 😏
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Jonathan in today’s entry like “I’m gonna scale the CASTLE and rob this DUMB AS BITCH of all his GOLD or DIE FALLING DOWN A PRECIPICE like a MAN”
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melverie · 11 months
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He really said 'back as an angel I hated the very idea of demons, but now I've discovered getting drunk and I haven't looked back since'
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fandomfairyuniverse · 2 months
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Kim really left the reds and got himself a new home a new pack AND 2 boyfriends. Iconic
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ashiyn · 1 year
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if you told me 8 different mumbo facecams with disoriented filters would be included in his latest minecraft video about 5 minutes ago i would definitely not believe you yet here we are. good to know that the man has gone absolutely insane
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kiynania · 7 months
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So I was watching a Zane hc vid earlier today and there was this one hc that said that Zane canonically forgot abt Dareth after the whole Never Realm shit and after they told me the ep I went back and saw this scene
HE SAYS IT LIKE THEY NEVER KNEW WHO DARETH WAS
OK no let me refresh it for a sec
When Zane and Pixal are in the bar, the mood changes after they run into Dareth
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And then Dareth talks to them and just.
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LOOK AT HIS EXPRESSION.
COMPARE THIS TO WHEN ZANE SAW DARETH AT THE BAR IN S8
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HE WAS CONCERNED BC THE PLACE WAS FILLED WITH SOG MEMBERS
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HERE HE LOOKS CONFUSED AS IF THEY DONT KNOW DARETH
AND WHEN PIXAL'S TALKING TO DARETH ZANE'S EXPRESSION JUST GOES LIKE
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"You know him?"
AND RIGHT AFTER DARETH LEAVES THE MOOD CHANGES BACK
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Why wasn't this ever addressed.
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ayo-edebiri · 1 year
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Can you believe Joe keery is alive
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vaguelyaperson · 10 days
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Nah cause now I'm especially even more insane over the fact that Katsuki is Izuku's one exception of selfishness. This boy REALLY GAVE UP EVERYTHING for the sake of a lost corrupted child and the balance of the world... but you even hint at taking away his Kacchan then he's flying into a blind rage.
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costkappen · 25 days
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I was mad when perez got past Alonso cause it kinda looked like Alonso just let him thru, but rn I'm starting to think alonso cursed him Cuz that man has not gained a single position after he got past him
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odessastone · 2 months
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so going by Symmetra's behavior about it, it seems like "Niran" is...not quite a deadname, but like...not really a name friends use for him? like I thought "Bua" was more like a silly little nickname he gave himself in addition to going by his legal name, but Satya outright says how weird it feels to call him "Niran" because it sounds like she literally never did. like Bua is his preferred name, at least coming from friends.
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and once she gets comfortable enough with him again, Satya switches away from using "Niran", and neither she nor the story's narration ever call him that again.
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Kinn really struck gold with Porsche like he used to date this annoying manipulative thot who refers to himself in third person and is now dating a 6 foot tall chaotic himbo with the eyes of a golden retriever and an ass that would make a Kardashian jealous like talk about an upgrade
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firstkanaphans · 2 months
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just to see you smile
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Pairing: PheeJin (Dead Friend Forever) Description: My take on how PheeJin's FWB relationship starts Rating/Warnings: Mature; sex as a means of self-harm (or at least it starts that way) Word Count: 1050
Phee liked to talk. Jin hadn’t known him long, but he knew that. It was the main reason he’d agreed to partner with him for the History project they were currently working on. He’d figured that with any luck, Phee would take the reins and Jin could just stand in front of the class and nod. He’d forgotten about the in-between part. The part where they actually had to work on the damn thing together.
They were in Jin’s bedroom with a stack of textbooks opened between them and Phee was talking about everything except their assignment.
“I don’t know. I just get bad vibes from Tee, man. I heard a rumor that his uncle’s in the mafia. Is that true?”
Jin didn’t answer him. 
Phee continued, “I mean, I guess he wouldn’t be our only classmate with crooked relatives. Isn’t Por’s dad some sort of politician?”
Just the sound of Tee and Por’s names made Jin’s skin itch. It was enough that he had to see them everyday at school. He didn’t like them also existing here, in his bedroom, in the one place he felt safe.
“I don’t want to talk about them,” he snapped more harshly than he’d meant to. 
“Oh,” Phee said, breaking off immediately. “What do you want to talk about then?”
To Phee’s credit, he had been putting in the effort to befriend Jin for weeks and, in another life, Jin could see the two of them getting along well. But he wasn’t exactly in the market for friends. Not anymore. Especially not friends like Phee. Friends that set loose a swarm of butterflies in his stomach. Friends that made it impossible for him to think straight. Friends who offered him the possibility of a happiness he did not deserve.
The idea came to him all at once—a means to both punish himself for the sins of his past and also to chase Phee away. Two birds, one stone.
Without saying a word, he leaned forward and kissed Phee on the lips. They had barely made contact before Phee pulled away. Good. He would yell and then they could be done with this farce. Jin would finish the presentation himself.
But Phee didn’t leave. Instead, he just sat there on Jin’s bed and stared him straight in the eyes as if he were looking for something. As if he were looking for answers. He wouldn’t find them. There wasn’t enough of Jin’s soul left for that.
“What was that for?” Phee asked, his voice soft.
Jin shrugged. “I don’t know. I just wanted to shut you up.”
And then, to his surprise, Phee leaned forward and kissed him again. This time, he didn’t stop.
If Jin was being honest, he had never kissed anyone like this before—alone in a bedroom with no parents around to chaperone. He had never kissed someone and actually enjoyed it. But Phee’s lips felt good on his. Phee’s hands felt good on his body. And the closer Phee got to him, the farther away the memories drifted. For the first time in months, Jin wasn’t thinking about Non or the mistakes he had made. He was thinking about Phee. So although he had no clue what he was doing, he pushed Phee’s pants down to his ankles, dropped to his knees on the floor, and took Phee’s dick into his mouth.
Phee collapsed back down onto the mattress as Jin sucked him, but his fingers stayed threaded in Jin’s hair, scratching lightly at his scalp, and it caused goosebumps to erupt all over Jin’s body. Phee’s moans filled the room and it didn’t take long before the fingers in his hair started to tug. “I’m going to come.”
Jin pulled off but continued to stroke him, and when Phee came, he came in Jin’s hand.
It was more…intimate than Jin had expected it to be, watching someone unravel beneath you. It was strangely exhilarating. Phee sat up and looked down at Jin, who was looking up at him, and for just a moment, it was almost as if they were both seeing someone else.
Guilt and shame quickly overtook Jin because pleasure wasn’t something he allowed himself anymore. He stood, grabbed a tissue to clean himself, and then stayed with his back to the bed until the sounds of Phee redressing faded. When he turned back around, he found that Phee was frowning.
“Was it not good?” Jin asked, more curious than offended.
“No, it’s not that,” Phee said. For the first time ever, he seemed at a loss for words. “It’s just…been a while.”
Jin nodded once and then passed him the box of tissues, but Phee just set it down on the bed. “Can I ask you a question?” Phee said.
Jin rolled his eyes. He had just sucked his dick to stop the questions!
“Not about them,” Phee reassured him. “I just…do you ever smile?”
Jin balked at the assumption—not because it was overly intrusive, but because he was forced to actually think about it. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d smiled. He didn’t feel like he ever would again.
“Of course I smile,” he snapped, but he couldn’t bring himself to actually do it, not even in jest.
“Are you sure? Because we’ve been going to school together for weeks now and I’ve never seen it,” Phee said, reaching out and pulling Jin in by the belt loops. Jin was so surprised by the touch that he almost missed the next part. “Can I try to make you smile, Jin?”
His hand went to the front of Jin’s pants where his hard cock was straining against the fabric and although Jin knew he shouldn’t, he found himself nodding.
Phee dropped to his knees in front of Jin, a mirror of what Jin had done only a few minutes before, and then divested him of his pants. At the first press of Phee’s tongue against his skin, Jin thought he might die. Unlike him, Phee actually seemed to know what he was doing and he was doing it well.
When Jin came, he didn’t smile, but it was the first time in a long time that he had felt anything other than pain.
So they did it again. And they never really stopped.
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csaksemmiceco · 2 months
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i had to think for a minute what changed in his design that i find strange...
give back his lipstick, he needs it!!
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