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deathsbestgirl · 9 months

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bisexual scully is canon. ice, kill switch, all things. reyes!!

#she's like.#if i met monica before mulder...#once in a dream

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layla-darling-please · 13 days

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Just had a weird dream,

I lost my bike. I worked in an office, lived a 5 minute walk away by just walking across the road, but I went by bike. So I went a longer way. It's like the highlight of my day that bike ride. I come out to the car park, and it's gone, so I'm freaking out. I look around outside a lot before going back in side, tearing up the place, being like, "Have you seen my bike ?" to everyone. And everyone is reading. See, today is meant to be some sort of at-work mental health day. As long as you spend the day at work reading a book, you get paid, otherwise you don't have to show up, and you can go home anytime, but you only get paid for as long as you are there during regular working hours.

So, one of my coworkers is his suit, he is starting to do some obvious loud deep / slow breathing. He's known for blowing up easy but is working on it. Everyone here was relaxing for once in our hectic work life, and I've come in, selfishly demanding help with my own happiness. Already having the privilege to apparently decide I don't need to financially participate in today, but also the privilege to just walk across the road if I need to only be at work for a brief time and that's why I'm leaving. But I want my daily happiness bike ride. If it were any other day, and it was the end of the work day people at my office at least would've helped, but this day is something like once you're outside your day is over. Your end of free pay day over. No one knows anything, and no one is going to help.

Anyway, I think there was some moral to it of like don't let the fear of losing one of your blessings make you forget to be aware of the situation you're in of what's more common for those around you. Don't go and shove it in the faces of people who don't have the same luxury. Or something. Easily angered coworker never got to feel safe / low stress enough at work to not randomly burst into anger normally, but here they were, doing their best to enjoy their book and being paid for it and not anger at me for freaking out about my ride when we all know I can just walk home.

I think it's valid my character was upset about the bike, it clearly meant a lot, but finding it with help was for people who wouldn't feel burdened by helping, whether that meant even if it somehow cost them they didn't mind because helping me outweighed the cost in their eyes, or it was their literal job to help find lost things, etc. Where it wasn't at the complete expense of themselves to do so. Because it was an extra thing for me. It made me happy, but it was superfluous.

I'm not sure, how would you feel about it?

#i dreamt #last night i dreamt #once in a dream #dream #dream meanings #thoughts #my thoughts #what do you think?

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fanaticalthings · 11 days

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I really like the idea of the bat kids designating Dick and Jason's apartments as sibling gathering spots but for opposite reasons.

Sibling needs some comfort? Some eldest daughter advice? A shoulder to cry on or just a lil getaway spot from the chaos of Gotham? Dick's apartment is perfect.

But if a batkid wants to complain, maybe wants to talk shit about Bruce, or maybe even wants to discuss a lil felony in a judgement free zone? Jason's place it is.

And I like to imagine that while Dick readily keeps his doors open and reminds anyone that they can drop by anytime, it's the opposite for Jason.

Dude's got his place riddled with traps and locked up to the high heavens. He makes it obvious he doesn't want visitors, and vaguely insinuates that there are bombs rigged somewhere in his apartment so there's a always a 50/50 chance you might get blown up if he's feeling particularly bitchy one day.

But does that stop his siblings? Absolutely not. Unlike Dick (who assigns himself as the guiding older brother), Jason has been forcefully labelled as the older sibling you go to if you need to complain and stir up havoc. The hundreds of traps in his place mean nothing. And it's worse because Jason is never prepared for when someone drops in.

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[Jason, 3 hours into his sleep, blearily waking up to a weight on his chest at 4am]:

[Damian, perched atop him, eyes dead-centre locked onto Jason without blinking]: Hello, Todd-stop screaming it is unbecoming-I just came to tell you that father won't allow me to adopt another stray I found on patrol.

Jason, half-asleep and like 70% sure he's hallucinating: Wha-

Damian: I need you to blow up his car.

Jason:

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[Jason, arriving home after a 6 hour patrol, exhausted out of his mind, turning on the lights]:

[Stephanie, previously baking brownies in the pitch black darkness before Jason arrived]: Oh hey! Just thought I'd drop by, y'know, for fun.

Jason: Bruce yelled at you again.

Stephanie: Bruce yelled at me again.

And yes, while most of the time, it ends up as wholesome sibling bonding, sometimes the other batkids just feel like inconveniencing Jason just whenever, because what are siblings for?

[Jason waking up and seeing all of his traps and security systems disarmed and very deliberately broken in a way where he'll have to replace all of them instead of being able to reactivate them]:

[Jason, immediately dialing his phone angrily]: Tim, I swear to GOD-

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[Jason giving himself a rest-day and cooking some meals]:

[Dick somersaulting in through the open window unannounced (he missed his brother)]: Whatcha up to, littlewing? :>

Jason: GET OUT-

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[Jason casually reading a book, feeling a sudden chill up his spine]:

[Cassandra standing in the corner without so much as an exhale, watching Jason intensely. Who knows how long she's been there]:

Jason: Are you here to kill me

Cass:

Jason: Just make it quick.

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chloesimaginationthings · 4 months

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FNAF movie Mike and Michael compare nightmares,,

#myart #chloesimagination #comic #mike schmidt #michael afton #fnaf nightmare #fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf 4 #fnaf fanart #five nights at freddy's #Michael once again sharing horrors beyond human comprehension to Mike 💜#tbh it’s been a second since I’ve last had a comic focusing on these two #it’s interesting how both have a deep connection to dreams in particular #though once again Michael is winning on how much worse his vers are #in the Survival logbook Michael does draw nightmare Fredbear #so those are his nightmares this guy can’t even get a break in sleep #I actually wonder if we’ll ever seen any of the nightmares in live action least for a dream sequence

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justaz · 4 months

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*merlins magic gets exposed in front of the knights*

merlin, magic user: oh fuck

arthur, finally taking this opportunity to pretend as if he just found out merlin has magic after agonizing for the past month on how to bring it up: you have magic?

lancelot, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic: no! i have magic

gwaine, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic, lover of chaos, ride or die: no, i have magic!

mordred, desperate for his hero’s approval bc no matter what he’s done emrys just stares at him with distrust and the poor boy is tired and so close to tears: no…i have magic.

percival, raised by druids and bonded strongly with mordred over that and does Not agree with the persecution of magic in camelot, had an inkling that merlin had magic but no proof: no. i have magic.

*leon and elyan exchange a look, elyan, amused and leon, exhausted, elyan shrugs*

elyan, knows how much gwen adores merlin and completely understands her stance bc merlin…is merlin, down to clown and put on a show, really playing up the dramatics: no! i have magic.

leon, exhausted, has known of merlin’s magic since he stepped foot in camelot, knows of his feelings for arthur and arthur’s feelings for him, knows arthur knows of merlin’s magic and wouldn’t harm him, thinks everyone is being absolutely ridiculous:

*the knights stare hard at leon and even merlin looks slightly offended at leon not jumping to his defense with the rest of the knights, arthur hasn’t said anything and is staring at leon expectantly*

leon, sighing: …no. i have magic.

#radio rebel reveal #>>>#idk if the idea that percival was raised by druids is either canon or a big fandom hc or just something i saw once that stuck with me #but i love it #anyways they’re all idiots #merlin bbc #merlin emrys #arthur pendragon #sir lancelot #sir gwaine #sir mordred #sir percival #sir elyan #sir leon (the long suffering)#(he’s trying to be a brave knight of the realm as he always dreamed to be as a kid. too bad all his friends and king are complete fools)#merthur #idiots of the round table #look me in the eye and tell me i’m wrong #incorrect merlin quotes

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love-etherlyy · 2 months

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rewatching the wolf quest vod and im just crying laughing sneeg was so right the no was so genuine

#this was the stream that convinced me to sub to charlie #i watched that whole stream btw #its such a fever dream #AND THEY GOT SO SERIOUS IN THE END #slimecicle #charlie slimecicle #slimecicle clip #sneegsnag #ranboo #they only talk once in this clip but they're here too #aethers stars

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petrichara · 10 months

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Trying to remember the last time I played hide and seek. The last time I said hi to everyone on the street or saw the girls I spent every day of six years with. The last time my dad picked me up, or my mum brushed my hair. When was the last time I dressed without consideration? There is so much to think about now. I remember falling on the grass at school and making stories with the clouds. Hanging upside down from the swing and realising how big the world was. I wonder on the path of growing when we stop feeling big. I am taller now, smaller still.

#growing up #girlhood #grief #I saw a childhood friend yesterday #she was working #and after twelve years of knowing her it had been a year #her hair is longer #her smile brighter #and the intense sincerity of the happiness we shared for one another was heavy and freeing all at once #I don’t know when we stopped playing #and I know life has gotten in the way #but at some point all our dreams became options #with the life I choose daily I am happy #and still #I wish we could go back once to when nothing mattered but how fast you could run #childhood friends #they know you even when you don’t know yourself #mine

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mikichko · 1 month

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just waking up delirious from a nap but cant get rid of the idea of price being interrogated by your friends.

night after your housewarming party, he steps out of your room bare chested and sweatpants low on his hips and finds your friends waiting for him.

they’ve never seen or heard of this man before. you only introduced him last night as john. the only indication of anything between the two of you was a constant point of contact between you two all night.

the questions start right away. name, age, occupation, how you met, what his intentions are. it’s all very entertaining to him, being on the other side of an incredibly juvenile interrogation attempt.

he takes it in stride though, not faltering for a moment as he starts to make himself a cup of coffee. price. ignores the age question, honestly kids these days lack decency and decorum. government worker. met at a bar. just trying to be a good man.

they don’t miss the way he doesn’t fumble through your kitchen. instead, moving through it with precision, knowing where every single item is.

and then finally, “what are you to them?” asked by the one in the back with curls, broad shoulders, and anger in his eyes that warms price all throughout. he doesn’t know he’s already lost.

he takes a sip of his coffee, mulling over the question and the last few months. shared drinks in the dark corner of an already shady pub. carrying your groceries in after you nearly tripped over yourself walking out of the store. books traded back and forth on park benches adorning a pond. stories repeated over a hot plate of dinner, the warmth softening john just a little more. your nails digging into his shoulders, legs wrapped around him, his mouth peppering kisses against your neck and mouthing words he can’t say out loud just yet.

he smiles against the rim of the cup, taking another swig.

“i’m, their caretaker.”