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#no promises
whiskeyswifty · 2 days
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the way everyone is like this man here and this man there and I’m over here like my favorite eternal push and pull in taylor's life is how Taylor and Olivia will be doomed to orbit each other and clash and crash into each other until one of them leaves the spotlight or dies. and how Olivia is what Taylor made her and anointed her to be, but she has outgrown her maker. and don’t you want better for your children? but no wait not better than me... wait hold on... the ego of the mother creating her disciple in hubris saying of course she’s just like me until oh no…. she’s just like me… I was irreplaceable until I created my replacement…. forever intertwined. too resentful to let it go but too enamored with the reflections of themselves they see in each other to destroy. even if they don’t speak the world has shackled them together something something. and I think so much of the album is her hitting the realization head on that nothing lasts forever. nothing. not love not even after YEARS of work put into it and not public favor and not self esteem it took YEARS to build and not even satisfaction both in sex and in life's spoils. but also that huge one like oh and me…. even I won’t last forever. not mortality but worse; the waning moon of my talent being the brightest in the sky. i LOOOOOOVE this meta textual shit and it's a tale as old as time, quite literally a history creator and creation are doomed to repeat. she both hands her the keys to the city on this album and also inadvertently creates a song that is the exact same concept olivia made, but this time Olivia beat her to it like... The future isn't here yet, and it is bright but it belongs to someone else now!!!
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sadghostgirl14 · 9 months
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galaxynajma · 8 months
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There’s something about gojo official art that is just gay I can’t explain it
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LOOK AT THIS MAN
Why is there so much photos of his legs open
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Girl please why are they making you into a slut
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STOP IT
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Why is your legs spread like that 🤨 to let other man (geto) in between them?
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Also what is up with one eyed gojo? What is going on
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There’s also when he was a teen
I have never seen a straight man do these poses
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1elouise · 2 months
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Robot Floyd's First Invitation
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Someone is definitely getting reprogramed when they get home...
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leathfaic · 4 months
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Simon Riley it turns out, doesn't have a taste in furniture.
It's not that he has objectively bad taste. He just has none at all.
Which he reckons in hindsight he should have anticipated. He never really furnished his own place after all. Always lived in cheap, outfitted places. Never homes, always just places to stay.
And now he's being confronted with a question he can't answer.
"What would ye like?"
Instinctively answered with "Whatever you'd want, don't really 'ave an opinion."
Only apparently that answer doesn't count.
Even as a kid it was second-hand furniture. The few times there was enough money to repaint something Simon as the big brother had to let Tommy pick first. He usually went with blue. No blues then, that's a start right? He doesn't need to give his brain ammunition to pull him back to his childhood. It has more than enough.
And Ghost has all the blue he'll ever need to see in his life in Soap's eyes.
Good thing he didn't say that sappy shit out loud.
Knowing what he doesn't want is a start but nothing prepared him for a vast store full of things. To make choices like "Which couch do you think will give you the least back pain when you can only test-sit them for a few minutes?"
The only thing he knows for sure is that these gigantic stores would make for a mean close-quarter training ground. He's half tempted to ask Price if they can find one that's about to close down and no one would mind getting shot to shit. It would be a fun challenge.
"Simon, ye with me love?"
Shaking his head to clear it and then giving Johnny a quick thumbs up he struggles up from the sofa he'd been sitting on and contemplating.
"Ye like tha' one? Went right to broodin' on there like ye felt all at home."
"Fuck off."
The defense comes instinctively but he has to admit Johnny is right. Giving the couch another cursory look, like it might jump up and bite him, he can't help but be a bit perplexed.
It's very large, definitely bigger than Soap's old couch. It's also very...red. Which isn't blue. But still it looks like someone spilled an intensiley dark wine all over the thing. Did he like red couches?
Apparently.
Simon Riley, it turns out, has a great taste in furniture. It just took him a moment to figure that out.
He picks sturdy things. Solid woods, iron fastenings, robust. Somewhere in the realm between industrial and old hand made styles.
Soap has been trailing him happily, barely saying a word because letting Ghost pick is easy, he almost always found himself agreeing. It wasn't always his first choice or even something that caught his eyes, but slowly and surely the flat was coming together.
It made him giddy, even knowing it would be a while until everything was delivered and assembled.
It would be lots of warm colours, light wood and dark iron in contrast. But most importantly it would be theirs. Something they'd make their home together. And wasn't that novel?
Two trained SAS operatives picking the carpet they found most cosy? Not plotting for tactical advantages but for a home to come back to. A place to share comfort and to share nightmares and panic attacks.
Because no matter how right they got it they would still be themselves, drenched in blood and now on an appropriately coloured sofa.
Johnny knew he should snap out of the line of thought he was barrelling down before it took him to darker places, but he was ensnared already.
Would one of them sit in that flat, drowning in grief when luck finally ran out for them? Would the signs the other left behind before deployment be a comfort or would they feel haunting?
Or would it just be Price and Gaz, lost in a place that had been a home and was just empty? Soulless. Ready to be emptied of all traces that could tell of secrets that better stayed hidden.
Would it just be one of Laswells people, burning the place without a care, just a precaution after a taskforce lost?
"So it's no' tha' one for sure."
Torn from his thoughts Soap looks up at Simon in confusion.
"Starte' broodin immediately. Can't 'ave you in a shit mood every time you hit the sack. 'ave too many plans for tha' place."
Soap finds himself snorting as he gets up from the bed he was testing.
"Fuck off." he throws back softly. Sees a warm smile spread behind the medical mask on Ghost's face.
"Ye're right though and ye need to tell me of these plans."
Part 1 //Part 3
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gayraccoonthing · 1 year
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Okay but this would be Klaus. I'm right, I know I am.
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bloomingdarkgarden · 5 days
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me, realizing that i may be crafting a sequel to the darkgarden set 50 years after the story ends.
no promises.
im just saying it may be 7 chapters and it may involve Elain seeking out rare plant species from each court in Prythian.
And learning she is 🤰 with Azriel's 👯‍♂️ along the way 🙊
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h4unted--h0use · 7 months
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pt 7 of stranger things textposts! it's a silly one!
pt 6 - pt 8
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akaijisatsu · 6 months
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I really want to write a fic where Mav goes batshit insane after Goose dies. I feel like the grief of losing your best friend and only family you even have wasn’t portrayed painfully enough. (Yeah ik why that was but still I need the angst.) Like I just want to see Mav breaking himself down in guilt and anger over and over again to the point where he’s risking being thrown out of the Navy because he can’t process the rouge river of pain that comes with Goose’s death.
I want to see him snapping at people like he snapped at Sundown after that one flight. Punching the walls, speeding faster than ever on his bike to let out the grief. I need this man to scream into empty space because how is he supposed not to, when Goose is no longer by his side.
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snoelledarts · 3 months
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(Im)patiently awaiting this scene in the pjo tv series. This is exactly how it went, right?
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bleu-14 · 7 months
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I hate it when I get sad for no reason
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1elouise · 2 months
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!ROBOT FLOYD AU!
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Floyd did stay true to his word. He only left Branch when he needed to do a show or record something, but he always came back. He had a successful career until one day he went missing, the only thing found of him was his vest. Branch assumed him dead, because his career stopped, and why would Floyd abandon Branch just to not continue his career? This only made him worse off when Grandma Rosiepuff died. After he built his bunker, he had no more goals, only small tasks like collecting food or sticks, he was also incredibly lonely. So he built a friend based on the only friend he’s ever had. And it makes him feel better that if anything ever goes wrong, he could always fix it right up.
Someone take AUs away from me. I watched Big Hero 6 with my brother and the gears started to turn.
I LOVE DRAWING THEM A NORMALL AMOUNT !!!
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For the Sergeants, who is likely to win a pillow fight?
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gaz gets very into it when playing games like these,, rip soap 🧼
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zalammander-paradise · 3 months
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g-man... oh yes
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impcarcass · 11 months
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When the gang-
I made this interchangeable because I couldn’t make up my mind. Have at thee you heathens.
[IMAGE ID: six drawings that can be swapped around depending on the viewer. The first is y/n in a black tank top depicted against a height chart for a mugshot. They’re facing the viewer and They look a little shocked as they hold up a nameplate reading “FCPD, Y/N, 420-69”. They have two bracelets, one with blue and yellow beads with a moon charm, and the other with red and yellow beads and a sun charm. They’re colored in grayscale, save for the bracelets and a gold wedding band on their left ring finger.
The next drawing is Sun looking equally shocked, in the same pose as y/n, eyes wide as he holds up a similar nameplate, the text reading “FCPD, SUN, 420-69”, against a similar backdrop for the mugshot. He also has a gold wedding band on his left ring finger.
The third image is Moon, in the same pose as the previous two, only his expression seems more annoyed. He’s on the same backdrop, holding up a nameplate that says “FCPD, Moon, 420-69”.
The fourth image is y/n again, this time looking smugly at the viewer as they hold up the nameplate, almost proud as they pose, leaning to the left as they look at the viewer.
The fifth and sixth image are sun and moon in a similar pose. Sun is holding up a peace sign as well as his respective nameplate, squinting a bit as he open-mouth smiles at the viewer. Moon holds up a clawed finger in an almost “hush” like way, or as though he’s pointing upwards. He has a sharp toothed grin as he looks at the viewer. END ID]
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a-s-levynn · 6 months
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Another friend shaped little guy 🫶🏻
Look i know the logo on the mask is wonky but his entire face is so freaking small for my shaky hands.. i'm so damn proud i managed this.
I was considering to dirty up his face a bit just to keep in line with his fixation for shoving his fingers in his mouth but i like him clean as well. So clean he stayed this time.
Aaaand have some more pics:
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Vessel is watching the new friend from the back (almost like a backstage photo 😂)
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LOOK THEY ARE FRIENDS NOW
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Look at them 🥹 🫶🏻
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