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flower-zombie-rob · 11 months
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*cutely caresses Anti's thrussy*
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fairyofshampgyu · 4 months
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Random but rewatching nana after like 3 years and I really do love that anime sm :( 😭 literally everything I want LESBIANS, BAND AU, AMAZING FASHION AND DEPRESSION !! their relationship w each other makes my heart so soft and relationships with just every character in that show :( also literally every character there needs therapy man I forgot 😟 it’s actually such a deep anime the way they portray characters and humans and women and how they think is so good and like so real wth
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macaiv · 3 months
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Source: @/condimentclaire tiktok account
Give Estie that Heinz sponsorship
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bluebellhairpin · 10 days
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"I'm here. Are you alright my love? Can you walk?"
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spideybonez · 5 months
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i think that you can(and should) enjoy hoffman as a character and also acknowledge that he is an inherently horrible person who has done very bad things. those two things can coexist btw
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wormskullsblogging · 3 months
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You ask Astarion to peel an orange for you.
Astarion looks at it with disdain, lips curled back to reveal canine teeth, and asks, what is he, your servant?
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… Astarion looks at it with disdain, and then slips on an easy smile. Of course, darling. He takes it, and then takes a dagger to it. His fingers are quick, the blade nimble, but this is not the kind of skin he is used to peeling, or the kind of flesh he is used to parting. Still, it is mostly intact when he hands it back to you, only some of the flesh still attached to the peel, to the skin.
His fingers are clean.
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… Astarion looks at it—or you?—with fear hidden behind disdain hidden behind an easy smile and he says, you have two perfectly capable hands, darling, and I would so hate to stain my pretty hands with something that isn’t blood.
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You ask Astarion to peel an orange for you, and he tells you to get one of the others to do it.
You nod. The others stare at the orange, hungry, fingers eager. Astarion watches you leave, relief and loss and resignation hidden behind disdain hidden behind an easy smile.
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… and he tells you to get one of the others to do it.
You shrug, and sit next to him. He looks at you, confused. I have two perfectly capable hands, you say, and begin to peel.
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You offer Astarion a peeled orange and he looks at it, suspicious.
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You offer Astarion a peeled orange and he looks at it, insulted.
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You offer Astarion a peeled orange and he says, you know I’m a vampire, right? I’d much rather blood, if it’s all the same to you.
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You offer Astarion a peeled blood orange and he says, very funny.
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You offer Astarion a peeled orange and he takes it. Brings it to his mouth. Bites into it with his canine teeth.
Thank you, he says, quietly.
His fingers are stained with juice
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… and he says, you have two perfectly capable hands, darling, and I would so hate to stain my pretty hands with something that isn’t blood.
Oh, I’m not that hungry then, you say, and put the orange away.
Later, one of the others is preparing to eat a peeled orange. He steals it from their hand and throws it to you. You catch.
Satisfied, darling? he asks, smiling.
You’re not, but you accept it for what it is and bite into the orange.
In the background, your friend protests, citing theft.
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You ask Astarion to open a pomegranate for you, and he tells you to fuck off.
Mythologies always have some overlap.
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You ask Astarion to open a pomegranate for you, and he does. He gives you twelve seeds and asks you to eat them, and you do.
You give him a seed and he smiles and says he isn’t hungry.
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You open a pomegranate for Astarion and he tells you to fuck off.
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You open a pomegranate for Astarion and you feast on the seeds together.
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You open a pomegranate and hand a seed to each of your friends, and Astarion looks at his, bewildered.
It takes a while, but he eats it.
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Astarion opens a pomegranate for himself, and devours every last seed.
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You never ask Astarion to peel an orange for you, even though you hate the feel of it under your nails and really like the taste of it on your tongue.
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You never ask Astarion to peel an orange for you. It was never really your thing.
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You never ask Astarion to peel an orange for you, but one day he grabs the orange from your hand.
When he hands you it back, his blade is stained with juice. So are his fingers.
It is perfectly intact.
Thank you, you say, quietly.
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You ask Astarion to peel an orange for you. You see his nose wrinkle, fear hiding behind disdain, and you tell him it’s fine, you have two perfectly capable hands. He doesn’t need to do this.
No, he tells you. I want to try.
His digs his nails into the peel. All his finesse is gone. He is not used to working with this kind of skin. It is messy work. When he is done, half of the flesh has been reduced to juice and what remains is a mutilated thing. His fingers are stained.
You both stare at the carcass for a long moment, and then begin to laugh. Once the laughter has left, you—both of you—devour the remains with canine teeth.
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melodrqmas · 2 years
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i feel like not many people know this but the storyline of the video game simon plays with ayub in episode one parallels his relationship with wilhelm (just in case you needed more proof of how insane the attention to detail in the show is): 
the game is called ‘a way out’ and follows two convicts as they plot to escape a prison and in the show, simon plays leo, who has been in the prison for longer. the other character, vincent, is a recent transfer to the prison - see where i’m going with this?
[spoilers for a way out ahead], although leo is hesitant at first, the two men decide to come up with an escape plan because they share a grudge against the same man - very reminiscent of W & S’ relationships with august (also: potential season two plot point?). the two bond and save each other a few times during their journey but towards the end, vincent ends up betraying leo and reveals he was an undercover agent the whole time - the reason leo was arrested in the first place was because of a sting operation vincent was involved in. similarly, wilhelm is the reason simon is caught up in the video scandal, but he also leaves simon to deal with the fallout by denying his involvement. *cue getaway car by taylor swift*
this video game as a framing device does not only parallel wilhelm and simon feeling trapped in hillerska - and their society as a whole - for their otherness, but, because it literally involves criminals, it also helps reinforce the reoccuring theme that W&S are constantly made to feel like their relationship is peverse or wrong in some way ( which i could make a whole post about, i have Thoughts). 
anyways all of this makes the scene where simon tells wilhelm that they “did nothing wrong” just that much more impactful. 
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lohstandfound · 3 months
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Oh tiktok is making me feel things about the secret history again
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am3-26 · 5 months
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there's this girlie (gender-neutral) i keep checking goodreads' of because i can't stop looking at their "all-time favourites" shelf and thinking to myself "why dont you also put 50 shades of grey on there"
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vimbry · 2 years
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you ever see posts that are like, "hey this place doesn't function like many other socials. content will only get shared around by reblogging it, so if you like something, keep that in mind! consider leaving feedback more often too! don't forget to appreciate artists!" and you're like yeees.
but then either that post, or the comments after, descend into, "you should be grateful for fandom creators! reblog everything you see! don't like! they put so much hard work into everything they make for free! you're a consumer and you owe them your attention! it's free! they do it for free!" and you're like noooo oo o.
#also I think. while there prob are some people used to twitter and tiktok who legitimately aren't familiar with the algorithm/lack of#I think people sometimes simply don't want to reblog something. it's not a misconception you can clear up for them#this is not hyperbole. I saw someone call people who engage with fandom creators' content consumers#unless you're talking about commissions/other paid work no we are not#I agree creators DO generally deserve more appreciation and not be treated like automatons who produce your fav thing#but now it's been phrased in a way that's a bit demanding so I'm not going to platform that#I'm sorry but if someone likes something. it means they liked it#and they engaged with it in a way that showed that they liked it#I vastly prefer feedback too! it's my favourite! I actually find it super hard to conceptualise likes despite what I just said lol#but it's something I gotta work on myself#venting makes you feel a bit better but let's not pretend trying to guilt trip people into engaging with you more is going to work#that will at most get you a short wave of pity reblogs. nobody wants that for their creations#idk the inflated sense of self-importance given to internet creators feels really strange to me#I don't get why fandom hobbyist is considered this great title worthy of inherent reverence now#I mean ''now'' isn't exactly true I know there's been BNFs for decades but. I mean just like#the act of Being an online creator for anything gets you treated as if you're some kind of neurotic captive animal
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nostalgiabones · 9 months
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wwylm live in 2023 is something that is so personal to me I’m literally crying in my bed
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princessofmerc · 1 year
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Okay peeps the crying has started
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evilovesyou · 2 years
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🤡!
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teaboot · 2 months
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Favourite things to say before doing something incredibly stupid:
Hey everybody watch this
I'm God's favourite
I'm always right and I'm never gonna die
(Person nearby) gets my crap if I beef it
I'm way too sexy to fuck this up
It's okay I've done this a hundred times
This is gonna to be on purpose
Hello you're watching Jackass
Check out this cool magic trick
If I die I want you to tell people it looked really cool
Wanna see a trick I learned in prison
It's okay, I saw this on TikTok
This is only illegal in Massetchuschessetts
My dad used to do this all the time before the divorce
If you're a cop you have to tell me or it's entrapment*
I'm doing this as a prank
Could a mentally ill person do THIS
Out of two thousand possible futures this is the only way we live
I have to. (Stupid thing I'm doing) killed my mom
The government doesn't want you to know this is even an option
I'm about to become so powerful you have no idea
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xxshotgun-weddingxx · 10 months
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Currently trying to convince my parents to watch s4 ep10 of Doctor Who with me because it’s my favourite episode
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sillyblues · 10 months
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𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 | 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐨’𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
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ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: you overhear a couple of spider-people talking about you and miguel
ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: inspired by a scene of a drama i saw in tiktok at 11:30 pm whoops here’s a small scenario while i work on that hiding pregnancy with miguel fic
part 2
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You hummed to yourself as you walked towards Miguel’s room. You were so excited to talk to him about how your days went and if you were lucky, maybe you’d get to hear how his day went as well. It wasn’t like he doesn’t talk about himself, of course he does, you two were practically the bestest of friends now. It’s just that nowadays, he seemed more stressed and preferred to listen to you talk. Or at least you hoped so. He never really complained each time you rambled his ears off (which was like 83790134 times a day oops).
But a mention of your name in a hushed conversation stops your tracks.
“... [Name] is pretty close to Miguel, huh?” the conversation was actually a bit far from where you stood but thanks to your extreme superhearing, you were able to hear what they were talking about. You tilted your head. I wonder why they’re talking about me…
“Nah, I don’t think so. Miguel doesn’t even seem to like them.” You grumbled under your breath. That’s just what it looked like to others. They didn’t know that you know Miguel’s favourite empanadas are the ones sold by a Mexican granny on a stand right around the corner outside the building. They didn’t know that Miguel actually remembers what you say to him and even reacts to your stories. If that isn’t what you call friends in their natural behaviour, you don’t know what to call it.
“Yeah, it’s probably because they never stop talking. Their mouth just never know how to close for at least 10 minutes.”
“Miguel is probably annoyed at them. I wonder how he manages to keep his patience from running out with them.”
You bit your lip. Yeah, they were right…You admit that you talk a lot and you do feel a bit bad about it. But your friends haven’t told you to stop talking or that you were bothering them yet so you thought it was fine with them. If your friends said something about it, you would definitely stop and try to talk less for them. You were sure your friends would say something if they were uncomfortable, especially Miguel. You believe in them and you believe in him.
“I know right! If I was him, I would…” so you took a step forward and continued to walk towards your destination. Only this time, you weren’t humming.
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“Hi, Miguel! Good afternoon! Such a lovely day, isn’t it?” you quirked up immediately as soon as you stepped foot into his office. As usual, he was on top of his floating station. Most of the time, he worked on planning and storing files with Lyla about which planets had been reported with anomalies. Sometimes, he watched videos of his daughter Gabriella and himself despite having already seen them countless times.
Miguel was lonely. You could see that. Sure, he had Jess and Hobie and Peter, but Jess was pregnant, Hobie was busy fighting against the government and being cool, and Peter had Mayday. You try your best to be with him because maybe he would feel less lonely with you around for him. Maybe he would be distracted by whatever you say from his exhaustion and his pain.
You swung yourself and landed on his platform. He was standing with multiple yellow screens hovered almost around him. His hands were on his waist and there was a glare on his face as he stared at it. He gave you a brief glance before turning his attention back to his work. Well, looks like today is a busy work day for him, huh. 
“Hey booo,” Lyla appeared in front of you and waved. You grinned at her. “Hey, Lyla! What’s up?”
“Ugh nothing much, except for Mr. O’hara on his red flood apparently.” She leaned and covered the side of her lips to whisper but it was no use to the said person with his abilities.
“I heard that.” His exasperated response was instant but he didn’t look away from the screen.
“Really? You did?” She asked with a higher and tightened voice with amusement. She then flashed a quick message to you. 
Miguel has been working even after you left three days ago. He wouldn’t take a rest no matter how many times I told him.
What? You looked at the back of his head in alarm. Worry immediately settled in your head and you furrowed your brows. Before you could convince him to stop, Lyla quickly made the message disappear and announced, “Oops, my power is running low. Gotta charge them now, byeeee.”
“I literally just checked your levels yesterday. Come back here—” he was cut off by her disappearing form.
He groaned and in his frustration, he swapped away the nearby items on the table. Most of them were papers but unfortunately, he didn’t notice he also swept away the teddy bear that you gifted him. It was similar to one Gabriella had and you knew this from the videos you watched with him. You thought how nice it would be to have at least a physical reminder of your love and not just ones you can see and hear. 
“I’ll get it, don’t worry!”
From his strength, the bear was flung high and without even thinking you walked backwards as you focused on its direction. You were being stupid because you forgot that you were on top of a floating platform and the floor wasn’t endless. The bear was almost near within your reach and with just one more step, you would be able to get it.
That one more step didn’t step on any solid floor but instead on air and so, you fell but not without the teddy bear in your hands. 
“[Name]!” Miguel shouted and you looked at him and finally, he was looking at you now. He ran at your falling figure with arms reaching out to you and for a second, you thought there was a tinge of panic and desperation laced in his hoarse voice and wide eyes. 
Sticky web was shot at your chest and you were quickly pulled towards him. You were hit against his figure and he caught you in his arms. You stilled and flushed, your ear was pressed against his chest and you could hear his roaring heart that beat so fast. He immediately shook you by your shoulders and yelled at you. “What were you thinking? Why weren’t you looking?”
“I mean, I was trying to catch it—” you flinched.
“Are you stupid? ¿y si te lastimas?” his nails were digging into your skin and his grip was beginning to hurt. You tried to laugh but came it off weakly.
“I just don’t want to see my gift get dirty. Besides, I’m fine—,” you tried to joke, hoping it would ease the tension and calm him down.
“Just shut up! Shut up!” he pushed you away with a growl, “Stop being so fucking reckless. I could have done it by myself. Stop annoying other people by doing stupid shit like this!”
He was breathing heavily, anger so deep in his eyes. Your eyes were wide and tears threatened to fall as you listened until it finally fell once he said his final word. Maybe the realization had finally settled in Miguel’s mind at what he had just said. His eyes widened in panic and reached out to you but you took a step back.
Your head hung low as you let his words sink in. Annoying? You couldn't even laugh bitterly like you usually do in situations like this. They were right. You were annoying him. You bit your lip. Had you been a bother to him all this time? How come Miguel never said anything?
Suddenly, his cold indifference to you was so clear and obvious now. Memories of him visibly annoyed with a frown flashed through your head. The sudden awareness made your head hurt and it burned your heart. It throbbed with a pang and you felt incapable of breathing, the pain overwhelming.
No, Miguel wasn't responsible for telling you this. You should've known better, you called yourself his “bestest friend”. You shouldn't have talked to him. You shouldn't have approached him in the first place.
You were annoying. You were a nuisance. You were a problem.
Stupid. Stupidstupidstupidstupid—
“[Name], I,” he sighed, “I’m sorry. I didn't mean—”
“No, it's fine,” you wiped your tears and pressed the teddy bear you gifted him and wanted to catch for him. You wonder if this bear was also a bother for him. Maybe it was. Everything related to you is irritating. You were tiresome. “I should be the one to say that. I’m sorry.”
“I need to go now. I’m really sorry, again.” With a brief glance at him, you immediately turned around and swung down. You almost ran as you made your exit from his office. You did the know where exactly to go, only anywhere without him and far away from him. Strength had left you once you were outside his office and you walked and walked and walked. 
Maybe if you left, nobody would find you annoying anymore.
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