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machetelanding · 3 months
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thaliasthunder · 1 year
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i literally have never watched star wars im so sorry Will (im not)
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iwasbored777 · 2 years
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Me: I'm watching The Mummy franchise for the plot.
The plot:
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htylmg · 1 year
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ave09 · 9 months
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replicant
1982!rick deckard x reader
note: rewatched blade runner 1982 and wrote this! might be one of my fav things i’ve written besides my ‘i know’ han fic! i kinda wanna write a part two, so if you’re interested in reading one, let me know!
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“i’m not taking that goddamn test, deckard.” 
“i’m not pressuring you too.”
“but you are.” you snapped, rising from the bed, collecting your discarded clothes from the floor, “you keep insinuating shit, i’m sick of this. i am not a replicant.” you snarled, pulling on your undergarments and deckard’s oversized shirt. 
the man jumped out of the bed, retrieving his boxers from his side, pulling them on quickly. he then rushed towards you, his hand gripping your wrist as he whirled you around to face him. 
“don’t leave.” 
“i’m not gonna sit here and be berated by you.” you snapped, yanking your hand away, “i’m not some fucking replicant.” 
“then take the test.” 
“and why would i do that? this isn’t a relationship, deckard. this is purely sex, i’m not supposed to be emotional and open about it.” this was all it was. casual. the whole point of casual sex was to go without feelings.
“it’s my job to know, okay? i used to do this professionally.” you shook your head, “well if you used to do this professionally then why the hell can’t you tell by my eyes or some shit? you’ve known me for two goddamn years, you think that i’d have known by now if i wasn’t human?” 
you had memories. why wouldn’t you be human? 
“then just take the test.”
“you take the test!” 
“i will if you do.” you were now caught in a trap. you sighed, crossing your arms over your chest. “fine. i’ll take your stupid test.” the man seemed satisfied, beckoning you over to the kitchen table, “hit the blinds, will you?” you nodded, walking towards the windows, pressing your hand against the button. 
the blinds automatically were pulled down, leaving the room cloaked in darkness. deckard had his setup ready now. you exhaled deeply, walking towards the table, taking a seat across from him.
he cleared his throat, “alright, this is how this is going to work-“
“i know how it works.” you snapped, fiddling with the ends of deckard’s old shirt, “just ask the damn questions.” 
and so he began. “it’s your birthday. someone gifts you a calfskin wallet.” 
“i return it. i already have a wallet.” you replied.
“you become pregnant by a man who runs off with your best friend, and you decide to get an abortion.”
“i wouldn’t get an abortion. my best friend can go fuck herself. i’d keep the kid.”
“you’re watching television. suddenly you realize there’s a wasp crawling on your arm.”
“i’d kill it.” 
“you’re reading a magazine. you come across a full-page nude photo of a girl. you show it to your husband. he likes it so much, he hangs it on your bedroom wall.”
“why would i like it? i’m not a lesbian. i’d leave him. i should be enough.”
the questions continued on. you were giving suitable answers in your opinion. and you could only hope they’d suffice.
you couldn’t be a replicant… could you?
no. it wasn’t possible.
not when you were in love with the man you’d been sleeping with for over a year. a replicant wouldn’t be able to feel love, right? 
the questions were over quickly. and so you sat, fiddling with the fabric of the shirt, awaiting his response. 
slowly, he rose from his seat. you frowned, “deckard?”
he backed away slowly, almost cautiously, turning his back to you. you found yourself standing from your seat, uneasy breaths slipping past your lips. “rick?” 
that was the first time you’d used his first name in a long time.
“rick?” you asked again. “what is it?” 
you couldn’t be a replicant. you couldn’t. it wasn’t possible. 
your lips quivered, “dammit rick, what is it?!” you exclaimed, your voice echoing throughout the empty apartment. 
slowly, he turned to you. and only then did you take notice of the weapon in his hand. your eyes softened, “rick..” you mumbled, flooding with emotion. 
“please..” 
you took a step towards him, “don’t do this.” you begged, your voice cracking slightly. 
you watched the internal struggle written on his face. he didn’t want too. rick deckard despite his best efforts had found himself falling for you.
and this was the last thing he wanted to do.
his adam’s apple bobbed as he raised his weapon, his hand trembling.
“please…” your voice was soft, fragile, “i-i love you.”
a single tear slipped down his cheek, his eyes closed for a moment, his face screwed up in emotion. “don’t say that.” 
“i do. i love you, deckard.” you repeated, as if saying it would change your fate. 
“stop it.” he whispered. 
“please-i’ll-i’ll run. i’ll go and i’ll never turn back… deckard please.” you begged, eyes stinging with tears. 
he opened his eyes, those beautiful hazel eyes that you loved so dearly were glossy with tears. and you accepted that if this was to be your fate… at least you’d be looking at what you loved most.
“i’m sorry-“
“i love you.” 
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rybkart · 8 months
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Also I finally finnished something
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theydoesart · 10 months
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I love them sm-
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fukia · 1 year
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Rick Prime [Crack]Headcanons
• Either he doesn’t drink or he has incredible self-discipline over his drinking.
• In his everyday casual state he is extremely cheerful and perky, the kind that gets on your nerves - he revels in it. This came from years of just being an absolute nightmare to everyone and abandoning any sort of begrudging diplomacy he may’ve had when he met our Rick.
• What I’m getting at with my previous bullet point, is that Prime and President in an idealized lighthearted setting would have a genki & grump dynamic
• - what if it was something that borders on wholesome family friendly besides the whole language and motivations thing
• like a really stupid crack-type foil to Rick & Morty’s relationship in the show
• bro I’m fuckin thinking Charlotte-Vendetta dynamic from Making Fiends
• like Prime just smothers President Morty with cheerful optimism and is just so goddamn touchy
• President Morty tries to maim Prime but what the fuck is that gonna do amirite?? Plus prime loves the attention and adores (in whatever interpretation you’d like) the little evil boy
• I thought of Maya & Miguel for a second but they’re a bit more like our Rick & Morty
• Ok, slightly like Pinky & The Brain but with that theory that Pinky is the genius
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• prolly unpopular thought that prime in this case would be power bottom
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harvestyarns · 1 year
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If adventure has a name... It must be Indiana Jones.
I've got a lot of love for this guy -- not just Indiana, but Harrison Ford. He's been my most favorite actor since 2008 and he's forever, ya know what I mean?
I'm going to miss him as Indiana Jones and there'll never be another Indy for me.
As for making him... This is my second, but the first had a lot of work to improve on. He is somewhere... Just don't know exactly where. 😂
There'll probably be a brown haired Indy at some point and probably one where he's running around with a sword like in Temple of Doom, but for now I wanted to stick with gray haired Indy.
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machetelanding · 1 year
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getreadytosmash · 26 days
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❝ Maybe taking them to the park will let out all their energy. ❞ For anyone
@awkward-snake-girl
Rick silently stared at where Lev was violently shaking her head, loud squeaky growls leaving the 1'5 Hatchling as she "mauled" her Hulk plushie before he glanced back aat Mattie.
"I don't think anything will stop her bloodlust, but I guess we could try anyway..."
After all, the Hatchlings needed a chance to catch some sunlight and even at just the mention of the park, Lev and the rest of her siblings perked up, Oksana waddling up to Auntie Mattie with a happy squeak.
"Aun' Mad'dy! Can we pway at duh' pawk?"
And to rub sugar into the wound, the little brown lizard gave her best puppy eyes to Mattie!
"Pweeeease?"
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jillyb2004 · 1 month
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Happy (Late) 53rd Birthday to Keagan Michael Key!
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ave09 · 9 months
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replicant (part dos)
rick deckard x reader
note; 🤭 i’m a sucker for this angst-
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“i’m sorry-“
“i love you.”
BAM!
you squeezed your eyes shut, waiting for the pain to hit. but it never came. silence enveloped the room, your ears ringing from gunshot. but you refused to open your eyes. your chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. 
you heard deckard’s soft footsteps, you felt his large hands rest upon your shoulders. “open your eyes.” he whispered. you shook your head, remaining silent. “honey,” tears stung your eyes but you refused to open them. 
before you knew it, you felt his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. one arm was wrapped around your body whilst the other cradled your head, and before you knew it, you were breaking down in his arms. 
he rested his head against yours, kissing your forehead, “i couldn’t do it.” he whispered, his voice breaking, “i couldn’t do it honey-i couldn’t kill you.”
the tears continued to flow, you couldn’t stop. but then it left you with a state of confusion. if you were a really a replicant, why were you sobbing? why were you trembling in his arms?
and why hadn’t deckard killed you?
‘he couldn’t do it,” he’d said. why? this was his job, his profession. why couldn’t he kill you?
“why?” you croaked, your voice muffled. you heard him exhale deeply, “i-i just couldn’t.” you frowned, feeling more tears run down your cheeks.
“you mean too much.” 
you pulled away, glancing up at him, “what?” what had he meant by that? 
he bit his lip before speaking slowly, hesitantly, “i couldn’t do it… because…”
“because what?”
“because i love you.” 
you were taken aback by his words. 
“because i’m in love with you,” he clarified. deckard wasn’t one to voice his emotions, and yet, here he was. saying that he, rick deckard, was in love with you.
you tried to keep your composure, but from finding out you’re a replicant to being told by a man whom you’d been sleeping with for over a year that he was in love with you, your world was spinning, you didn’t know what to do. 
so you asked him, “what now?” 
you had known deckard for two years, that’s where your real memories began, the others just being implants, giving you a backstory. 
replicants lived for four years.
and you were running out of time.
“do i run?” 
deckard shook his head, “no.” 
“well do i stay?” 
he nodded, “yes. stay. stay here with me.”
you furrowed your brows, “with you?” 
“yes.”
“i have less then two years to live, deckard..” you mumbled, averting eye contact. he took a step forward, his fingers finding their way beneath your chin, forcing him to look at you, hazel eyes soft, a small smile tugging on his lips, “then let’s the best of the time we have.” 
and that is how it went. you and deckard lived as though this life would never end. as much as you wanted to only focus on him and him alone, time was fading fast. 
exactly a year and four months later, deckard awoke one morning to find you still, motionless. 
you were gone. 
time had passed far too quickly for his liking, and with a heavy heart, he took you and buried you. he shed no tears for you, knowing you wouldn’t want that. but oh how his heart hurt. 
and as he sat near your newly dug grave for hours on end, he swore to himself:
i’ll never fall in love again.
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