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muqingapologist · 2 months

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this is a very unserious nitpick but i think it’s pretty funny how because crowley is so cat-person-coded, the fandom has decided that aziraphale must be a hypothetical dog owner because they are…opposites? or at least it seems this way because of the amount of crowley with a black cat, aziraphale with a samoyed fan art i see on a daily basis.

but let’s think about this! aziraphale, whose favorite activity is to lounge in his armchair with a book and a cup of tea….why would he adopt an active and large animal? would adopting a cat not also make perfect sense for aziraphale?? aziraphale, whose favorite person is definitively cat-like…sorry guys when they move to south downs they’re going to be cat owners because there’s simply no way those two idiots could commit to a dog-owner lifestyle.

#IK IT’S NOT THAT SERIOUS #but the cat lover in me is confused by y’all #and maybe a bit biased but #good omens #good omens meta #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #crowley #south downs #good omens headcanons #lily posts

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deathbyathousandcuts · 9 months

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I don’t think you need to feel guilty about streaming the original debut, there’s no tv out so it’s not like there’s any other option

i wouldn’t use the word guilty.. more like icky. ya know?

#taylor swift #inbox #ik it’s not that serious

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redrobin-detective · 8 months

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I think one underrated tragedy of Ice King's scars is that he probably took away Simon's sense of levity.

Like in his very limited appearances before Simon is consumed by the crown we see he's kind of a silly dude. In his introduction video, he only put on the crown in order to playfully tease his fiancee. Plus watching him make light of the loneliness and general misery for a young girl in a broken world. He was a dedicated man, who was generous and loved with his whole heart and threw himself one hundred percent into everything he did. He was also a fun lil guy.

But after almost a millennia of being a mad man, the brunt of every joke, someone who only existed as a broken caricature of himself and couldn't be counted on to take anything seriously, I imagine he was done with it. Now he wants to focus back on his academic endeavors, on his role as a father figure in Marcy's life, on being a proper adult. Any attempts to be silly could easily remind everyone - including himself- of Ice King, something he's eager to avoid.

So his jokes and jibes and general lightheartedness turned to sarcasm and self deprecating comments.

#watching him in simon & marcy compared to Fionna and cake #like he is handling the two stressful situations totally differently #fionna and cake #simon petrikov #adventure time #like this was a dedicated historian but hes also a fun guy!#and then he spends a thousand years as the worlds biggest punchline #and suddenly he doesnt WANT to be funny anymore #he wants to be serious and taken seriously #and to separate himself from IK as much as possible #he thinks of a silly joke and immediately quashes it #like its not just his obvious depression in F&C #it really feels like new Simon is trying very hard to not be that guy anymore #no wonder he feels lost hes purposefully divorcing himself from a part of who he'd been even before the crown #ive binged a ton of AT eps the last few days I could be wrong but thats the vibe I get

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varijacija · 8 months

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I havent watched a marvel movie in a million years so I must say it was insane seeing marvel controversy being only about how there arent many women or gay people in it and then hear the plot of most movies being like "villain is bad because a hero billionare stole his work and hes mad about it" "hero is good because he made a super war weapon" "villain is bad because he is against racism" "hero is again good because he made a super war weapon but feels a biiiit bad for killing but its justified ofc cus it saved america" "villain bad because he took it too far while fighting to save nature" etc etc

#likeeee #are youall serious #.mypost #ik its america war propaganda but i thought they were being at least a little subtle #and i heard A LOT of controversy about the first thing #it no one talking about the rest orrrrrr

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monocaelia · 9 months

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atlas.

- he could only hold the world for so long, it was about time his body caved in ; aka, the two times you're reminded of his humanity. feat. gojo satoru & gn!reader genre : hurt/comfort , happy ending w.c. : 1.8k

warnings: spoilers for jjk s2 ep5 note : i hate goe joe satoru.

gojo satoru.

you didn't even need to see him to know who he is; he is the revered member of the gojo clan blessed enough to be born with both the six eyes and the infinity cursed technique and is a one in a lifetime miracle.

from the beginning of his life, gojo had been the strongest sorcerer in existence. with both blessed techniques at his will, he was near unstoppable and was worthy of shouldering the problems of jujustu society from a young age, as decided by the gojo clan.

and, for someone as blessed and impenetrable as he is, gojo had never felt the emotional strife of losing someone dear to him.

there are two times that you recall ever witnessing gojo satoru lose his composure, where you have seen the blessed one who holds the power of the gods in the palm of his hands and is always one step ahead of everyone else fall to his knees as the weight of the world finally takes its toll on his poor soul.

the first time was when getou suguru had betrayed jujutsu tech. you weren't sure of the details; you were in the middle of a mission and had returned to the news of your classmate and friend becoming a wanted criminal.

honestly, hearing it firsthand did not feel real to you. getou suguru was someone you had always admired. he was someone who not only had a powerful cursed technique, but was also a skilled fighter and knew how to use his technique to the fullest despite coming from a normal family rather than one of the prestigious families that were well-known in jujustu society.

you had shared smiles with him, stories of the crazy memories made while exorcising curses and the near-death experiences shared while on missions together.

and you knew gojo and getou were near inseparable during their time at jujutsu tech; you couldn't imagine the pain gojo was going through with the news of his one and only becoming a murderer wanted in all of jujutsu society.

you find gojo satoru alone in getou's old dorm room. it's empty; the once neat, but lived in dorm now completely void of any evidence of being lived in with the exception of a framed picture of your class left on the nightstand.

getou and gojo tower over you and ieri, but it's all smiles from the four of you. because of the small frame and the number of people in the photo, you're all squished together. though, it's not like any of you minded.

a perfect picture of youth; the most beautiful moment in life.

the frame is held in gojo's hand as he sits on getou's dorm bed. you can see his fingers clench the frame as frustration settles into his bones, before he relaxes once more.

"it's not your fault, you know," you say gently, breaking the silence and hopefully through the roaring storm that you know is brewing within gojo's head. you step into the room and join gojo on the bed; he doesn't move and he doesn't face you.

"no one saw it coming." you try to reassure him, but you know any attempts at this point are futile. gojo does not respond, a flood of memories flying by crystalline eyes as he tries to figure out when it went so wrong.

the silence is permeable as reality settles into gojo. his lips part, a shaky breath, and he's speaking again.

"i should've seen it coming," he whispers. there's a clear anger in his voice, though you know full well exactly who it's directed at. "i was his friend and i didn't even realize he was hurting alone." His voice cracks.

"i didn't even do anything to save him."

it is then that you begin to see gojo as who he is. he isn't an untouchable god who feared nothing, who had enemies that couldn't even lift a finger to hurt him if they even dared. this gojo beside you isn't an omnipotent god, he's just a kid like you; he's human. he's vulnerable, even if the elders believe otherwise, for his friends are his one and only achilles' heel and the key to his humanity.

not quite knowing the words to comfort him, you reach over to hold his hand. it isn't much, but you know firsthand that just having someone beside you to help support your pain is better than shouldering everything alone.

the tight squeeze of your hand and the quite sniffles beside you are all you need as a reminder that gojo satoru is not a god; he is only gojo satoru.

the second time gojo felt genuine fear was when he nearly lost you.

as a result of a curse that was underestimated for second-class sorcerors to take, you had become collateral for a simple mistake from the higher ups. of course, mistakes could just be that, but everyone knows better.

this was set up so they could easily dispose of you and rule your death as a mere 'accident.' the higher ups needed you gone as the deemed your existence a hinderance to gojo's full potential, a dam in the middle of the river.

lucky for you, you made quick work of the curse before collapsing with the only words you heard being a shout of your name.

the bright lights of the jujutsu high infirmary are the first thing you see when your eyes slowly flutter open. your vision is blurry and the world is still spinning as you regain consciousness. with hesitance, you slowly sit up despite your body aching and telling you to lay back down.

it is only when a firm hand presses against your chest and pushes you down do you actually do so.

crystalline blue meets your gaze. they're playful and full of youth, a pair of blue eyes that you're most familiar with. but theres a shadow of solemnity behind those bright irises and you know exactly why.

"about time you woke up," gojo speaks up, ruffling your hair with his hand. they're roughened from years of training and fighting, but there are no other blemishes that stain the purity of his hands. "i thought you finally had enough of me and decided to kick the bucket, dear." there's a light, jesting tone to his voice as he speaks. he's laughing, though you can see the redness underneath his eyes as he brushes off your near death experience as a joke.

"and leave you alone to torment the students? as if," you jab back with a smile of your own. "i wouldn't ever want to wish that on your students. fushiguro would drag me back from the dead if i left him alone with you."

gojo's bottom lip juts out and his brows furrow in a pout as you say this and you can't help but laugh a little on your own.

"but i know you'll miss me, so i won't die just yet," you reassure your white haired companion. your hand reaches over to hold his own and gives it a gentle squeeze, a reminder that you're alive and still breathing beside him as your pulse and your warmth bleed onto his own.

his hand squeezes yours tightly, as he did years ago, and his bottom lip is caught between his teeth as he bites down onto the plush skin. his eyes aren't focused on you anymore and instead focus on anywhere but you as the reality of the situation settles into his bones.

"promise?" gojo asks, his voice a mere whisper.

he already lost one of his closest friends years ago and you witnessed that heartbreak with your own eyes as you had comforted gojo when he needed it most. you couldn't imagine how his fragile heart would break again if he had lost you just now.

despite being the strongest, you know that not being able to fully protect the ones he held close was one of gojo's biggest weaknesses as much as he tried to hide it.

but you know that you couldn't give him any empty promises knowing the work you're doing. it would only give him false hope and the both of you know that better than anyone else.

you don't answer him and instead pull his hand to your lips, pressing a soft kiss onto his skin. with a gentle tug, the hand held by gojo is pulled into his chest as he cradles your palm. his fingers intertwine with yours and your heart swells at the small action.

it is then that you meet crystalline blue once more, though this time they are unwavering as they firmly stand their ground against the hands of fate that, at any moment, could cruelly tear the two of you apart.

"don't leave me," gojo begs. "you can't leave me until the world has turned for the better, for us and for the youth of jujutsu society. i'll make it happen so..."

the once invincible sorcerer brings your hand up to his lips and he presses a kiss along your knuckles, reciprocating the act you did before.

"please, don't leave me."

gojo leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead. it's soft and hesitant, but you know at this point his fear of your life nearly slipping through his fingers has caught up to him. he pulls away, only to lean down again to kiss you.

your heart flutters feeling his lips kiss yours and you can tell from the way his lips barely ghost of yours that gojo is scared you'll disappear from him if he moves the wrong way. like a warm wave easing the worries that burrow into his entire being, your hand that's free from the one held in gojo's reaches up to cup his face. your thumb caresses his cheek and bring him closer to you, reassuring him that you won't slip away from him should he kiss you too hard.

gojo pulls away from the kiss with cheeks warm and his eyes, now a calming blue that held the stars you love so much, glint with satisfaction and relief.

though, the sweet and tender moment shared between lovers is ruined the moment gojo opens his mouth again.

"don't break my promise, okay? i don't care if you die, i'll die with you and haunt you forever as punishment for dying first, okay?" your white haired boyfriend urges as he leans his forehead against you, blue now an annoyance to you as he forces you to make eye contact with him.

your hand pushes his face away with a snort, ignoring his whining complaints as you do so.

though, it's not like you would ever willingly die first. you couldn't leave gojo satoru alone, your soul couldn't bear the burden of knowing you would shatter the glass that makes gojo's heart.

#gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #satoru gojo x reader #didi writes #this got more serious than intended but wtv LOL #this is how i cope with hs gojo arc being animated #i hate stsg so much.#makes my stsg plushies kiss and make up #yes ik there's another time where gojo loses his resolve #but that's for manga readers to know only

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thatgamingkid45 · 7 months

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So I’m just now looking at the rest of Inktober and realized that Day 20 is Frost…

That Snowgrave drawing I made that was loosely based on “Demon” would’ve worked SO much better for frost smh I hate myself

#not really #Ik it’s not that serious #but damn #could’ve saved it #doesn’t mean I can’t redraw it #perhaps from noelle’s perspective #ooo #sounds good #anyways #the cat is rambling again #blog post

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bun-fish · 5 months

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warning: This behavior is dangerous and these are silly billy boys who are willing to fight God, please do not imitate.

This is how that scene in chapter one went right

Crack movie poster version below:

that was fun

(Please go read Things That bleed, it’s so packed with beautifully written action and tension and anticipation and I will stop the consonance now but just, go check it out!! You can find it on the chapter one link up there, or at the fic blog itself, @thingsthatbleedfic )

#ik danny’s left hand is messed up but I really want him to be hanging off the crane in a sick (literally) pose so.#hehehehe #this was so fun to draw #I always wanted to make crack movie posters #rip baby lighter ur life in time was short but u saved the lives that needed to be saved and made a glorious exit #I may. have put too much whimsy in this clearly serious and dark story #whoops #things that bleed #illustration #danny phantom #alex rider #fic rec #bunfish can art #ttb fanart #ttb

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mysicklove · 7 months

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smthing bout “boy” moms who post about how they r soooooo glad they don’t have to deal with girl drama is so internally misogynistic and it never fails to make me mad lol

same energy as when dads get visible upset at gender reveals when they find out the r having a girl. like does everyone just hate women?

#🔪 - mello talks too much #boy moms are by far worse tho #i’ve seen so many that are just WERIDLY into their kids idk man #i want to have a boy #but idk man the way these grown ass woman project themselves is just so #gross #i saw one that was like ”i will always be my sons number 1 girl”#like ????#like IK they are going to somehow hate on their sons wives in the future #ok sorry for being serious on the dash

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smithsibsceo · 9 months

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stobin is like. robin making coffee for steve early in the morning because she knows hes grumpy when he wakes up, and knowing exactly how he likes it. when theyre leaving the house together steve always gets to the door a little earlier so he can untie robin's laces because she always just kicks her shoes off and then it takes ages for her to actually get them on again when they go out. robin knowing how to comfort steve when he's upset (he doesn't like anyone to see him crying - except robin of course - so if they're with the others she'll discreetly escort the pair of them into another room). steve knowing robin's triggers, and the certain materials that make her feel all too much, and actively going out of his way to make sure he doesn't have any in the house. all these little things that aren't so little, not in the long run.

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