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massivewaffle · 28 days
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Hello do you know what my favorite ever Fitpac & Phil moment is because I have never seen anyone else mention it somehow?! Probably because Pac isn't even in the damn clip but I digress!
It's the stream where Phil and Fit hang out and Fit shows Phil one of the abandoned houses he found. They walk into the house to access the trapdoor leading to the hidden basement, and Fit goes:
"First of all, watch out for the fucking asshole seagull."
Fit fucking hates seagulls. Annoy him to no goddamn end. He's been on the wrong side of a seagull shakedown; Phil too, agrees.
"I'm just gonna murder him, I'm just gonna-"
And Fit fucking shouts OH NO NO NO to get Phil to stop in time.
"Oh no, Pac will be furious if that seagull dies, even if I fucking hate it."
It's just so perfectly representative of Fitpac. It's not even an official thing yet, and Fit knows Pac well enough to be aware that the seagull's death would upset him. Fit cares about him enough not to want to add any pain or sadness to Pac's life. He cares enough that he doesn't mind sacrificing his own annoyance by the seagull's existence; it's worth it if it makes Pac happy. Fit is all about making sure Pac is happy. He says it with such an exasperated but enamored tone it makes me smile every time. It's a very 'decades-married sitcom-couple laugh track-esque', and it's annoyingly endearing.
And then you get the cherry on top:
"...what if I put him in a cage? And put the cage on the floor?"
It's silly, but I love Phil processing Fit's statement, and rather than making a joke or comment, he reframes the question. I always imagine him going, "Yep. I get it mate." And leaving it at that, simply attempting to find a solution that won't have them yearning for seagull blood all day. Love Fit and Phil's dynamic.
And then Fit looks DIRECTLY INTO HIS CAMERA and sighs dramatically like he's the star of an NBC 8pm EST/7pm CST sitcom circa 2011. This man is the lead in a slow-burn sitcom romance, and I hate him. Motherfucker is lucky they've already got me fixated enough to write a 100k word fanfic. FitMC is too powerful and cannot be trusted.
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wanderingaldecaldo · 1 month
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The Fool
Didn't have anything ready to go so I went to the usual spot and goofed around and ended up having a lot of fun with this set. Here's a few more I liked...
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perhapsblues · 8 months
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3.04 | 4.09
charmed 25th anniversary countdown: PHOEBE & COLE (favourite couple ▪️ week 1)
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xx-state-of-mind-xx · 1 month
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Lesso: I have a plan.
Dovey: I have the hospital and Emma on speed dial.
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yoonsos22 · 2 years
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impossibletruths · 4 months
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love 2 be lying in bed, cozy, fresh sheets, packed to travel, experiencing levels of anxiety reserved for small terriers and startled deer
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kickdrumheart68 · 1 year
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thewatcher98 · 1 month
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smiling/laughing Shaun to cheer everyone who might need it up
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theninjazebra · 2 months
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triscribeaucollection · 10 months
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So.
My mom just suffered a pretty big financial set-back this week, and while I couldn’t say I felt surprised (she’s even worse than me when it comes to avoiding unpleasant truths until they’ve grown too big to ignore), I was taken aback by her snapping afterward “dammit, T, this is why we need you to get a full-time job already!”
...she did apologize, about fifteen minutes later, but I admit it put me in a depressed mood the rest of the day.
I work a part-time, decently paying job early in the morning, which provides health benefits, and by living with Mom our combined income is usually enough to cover all the bills if not much else. I’ve basically taken over the petting zoo business she used to run, taking small animals to local day cares and birthday parties, and I’m trying to finish my second novel to self-publish along with additional items I can sell online.
Apparently that’s not good enough.
So, I’m taking a minute to post links to my ko-fi, where I offer small commissions and signed copies of my first book, as well as my patreon, which already has a bunch of fic “first looks” I haven’t posted anywhere else. Which may not amount to anything, but at least making the effort helps shut up Mom’s words rattling around my head.
Hope you guys have a good one,
-Tri
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3-inch-sam · 3 months
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sudden urge to draw dragons again tbh
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57hz · 1 year
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Hey man what's up? Cool cool. Listen, the reason I'm calling is because I've decided to lose my mind escape my life and spend the next few years as a weird drifter living out of my car. Can I die tragically and mysteriously in your backyard? Oh you moved to a new place that doesn't have one? Okay, well thanks anyway.
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raccoonfallsharder · 6 months
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tomorrow.⋆。˚ ☁︎ ˚。⋆
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18+ only MDNI | no use of y/n | f!reader | oneshot | word count: 2,441.
you had a long day at work. rocket decides to comfort you. no smut, references to death and suicide of an off-screen individual. please mind the content warnings below.
i tried to write a thing for the past few days of kinktober but uh.  this happened instead. for reasons. no real smut but some explicit references to sex acts. unhealthy coping mechanisms. this is not like, a “fun” fic. hurt/comfort, kind of i guess?
“Wow. You look like shit.” Your nose crinkles as you set your bag on the floor and toe out of your shoes. “Thanks, honey.” Rocket snickers. “What, long day at the office?” “Yeah,” you say, avoiding his eyes and moving to the kitchen. “What about you? Did you end up getting what you needed to fix the Bowie?” The ship’s been “parked” on your tiny lawn — a generous term, you suppose — since it had crashed there almost two months ago. Most of the Guardians had continued living more-or-less onboard, though you’d quickly given them free access to the house for the kitchen and conveniences.  Somehow, though — surprising everyone, including himself — Rocket had made a soft little home for himself in your heart. And, most nights, in your bed. He’s barely been on the Bowie other than to fix it in like, five weeks. “Yeah, we’ll be out of your hair soon,” he says, trailing behind you.
read more on ao3. please read all warnings. anthology masterlist | main masterlist
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MAJOR content warning for discussions of death & implications of completed suicide. no graphic descriptions, just a lot of… sad. please do not, please do not read this if it will activate you.
if you are in pain, please know that there are people who want to support you. here is @trans-axolotl’s alternatives to harmful crisis lines for US support services that do not engage police, and/or which explicitly avoid engaging police whenever possible. 
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elementalladymallorie · 8 months
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"Yeah but it's really great. I mean I know they're gone, but think how lucky they were. Both of them! All of them in the cemetery. Cause even if you're poor ya know you still get to enjoy food and smell beautiful smells. Even if you're lonely you get to see the beauty of the world and enjoy breathing. And these folks they had you to know! They knew you! What a treat!"
-F.C.G. on life despite it being messy to Orym
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kscribbs · 1 year
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The Council of Me has convened and come to the solemn conclusion that there really is no-one in this world cuter than Lucy Miller. ❤️ 
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desertfangs · 11 months
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I don't want to work, I want to write about vampires.
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