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jakascoo · 2 months
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Kon: Can you cut me some slack, Tim? I’m sort of in love. Tim: I’m sorry, but that’s really not my problem. Kon: I’m in love with you. Tim: blushes. Tim: Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.
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obrother1976 · 7 months
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"Taste and see that the Lord is sweet. Blessed is the man who hopes in him."
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andoutofharm · 1 year
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videos to reawaken every emotion that exists within you and make you fall in love with my chemical romance like it’s the first time you’re hearing them, even if you’ve been a fan for a decade or more.
famous last words recorded from outside the venue at mcr mk night 2 on 5/21/22, posted on tiktok 5/24/22 by alanpierre71
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party-lemon · 9 months
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listening to foundations for the first time and hearing the line "he was there the day the towers fell" is a core memory for me
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monarchisms · 7 months
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rt try not to ruin what's left of your goodwill challenge (impossible)
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tornado1992 · 3 months
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Tails is not a big fan of clothing.
But, he’s also not a big fan of Sonic forbidding him from using black hoodies, besides the fact that it’s an oddly specific prohibition (like what’s with the sudden interest in clothes?) there’s also the fact that Sonic didn’t exactly tell him why and just said something along the lines of “black is not your color”. Well first of all, RUDE, he would look so cool in black!, and second of all, who does he think he is? Sure he’s his big brother but not his boss, he’s the boss! He’s eight years old, he can wear whatever he wants!
So he might have just bought some black hoodies on purpose and he might be planning on wearing one today just to spite Sonic (this will show him, he does look good in black! Even if he never actually wears it…).
He usually arrives to Tails’ workshop at… 1 minute from now (oops, well, time flies when you’re scheming odd ways to annoy your big bro, time to shine, he only has 30 seconds left!), putting on the hoodie that quickly comes with the price of messing his bangs upwards instead of the looseness they usually show, oh well, doesn’t matter, maybe the new hairstyle would look good with the new clothes! He could even try and put on some metal accesories later, maybe something to make his tails look cooler.
He can hear jumpy and joyful steps as the front door opens rapidly behind him, Tails turns and puts on the biggest smirk he can manage, preparing multiple comebacks for anything the speedster could say about his new look, but when his sight reaches his big brother he notices there’s no annoyance surrounding him, not a bit of anger, and not a drop of amusement, all he can see in those emerald eyes is shock, before is evolved to confusion, just to be replaced by a pure sight of fear and something so much alike sorrow,.
Tails gasps to the sudden reaction, he was expecting Sonic to mock him for his wardrobe choice, not for him to freeze dead on his tracks without a word, not for him to just stare at him, and certainly he wasn’t expecting the upcoming tears he could see forming in his brother’s eyes.
Sonic stays still, looking at Tails as if it wasn’t him in that black hoodie, almost as if he was an alucination, a dream or even a ghost, just seeing right through him. Tails himself stays frozen while looking everywhere for the cause to his brother’s sudden change of attitude, he isn’t sure if he’s looking at the same Sonic he knows through those glassy eyes.
There’s hesitation in Sonic’s steps when he walks towards him, slowly, as if expecting the kit to disappear if he moved too fast, not that he noticed, he was far too busy thinking of a way to chase away his brother’s tears, and just as Tails turned his sight back at him he found his cheek being cupped by the hedgehog’s trembling hand, his sorrowful gaze directed to the kit’s face while he rubbed the fur on his muzzle, with such gentleness, as if he was holding the worlds most fragile, precious gem, a new softer touch finding its way to his bangs, putting them back to the usual style.
Sonic wasn’t one to show such direct affection, at least not in physical form, even if he was acting strangely clingier this past few days since the battle in the mountain… this was a whole new level, and Tails is not one to deny any of his brother’s limited edition physical affection acts; the last time Sonic held him like this they were far more younger, Tails being way more tinier, not even tall enough to reach and look straight into Sonic’s eyes, but that wasn’t a problem then, Sonic made sure to carry him so he was close enough for their foreheads to touch, that had been for special occasions though, for when one of them (mostly Tails) needed it, wether it’d be because of sadness, fear, sorrow, or a dreadful combination of all.
Apparently Sonic needed it this time, because the warmth of the hedgehog’s forehead against his wasn’t a memory anymore.
Yeah, Tails won’t be wearing that black hoodie again anytime soon.
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thetarttfuldickhead · 2 months
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Roy’s breath catches as he catches sight of them across the pitch, Colin and a dark-haired guy who must be Michael judging by the way Colin’s kissing him, and that’s fucking brave, isn’t it, good lad, but that’s also going to be all over everywhere before the day is out and is Colin ready for—
“Oh,” a familiar voice breathes next to him. Jamie. Of fucking course.
Roy is about to warn him not to be a prick about this – old habits die hard – but before he can say a word, Jamie unexpectedly adds, “Well, that looks proper fun, eh?”
Roy’s eyes snap to him, because: ”What?”
Jamie just shrugs, casual as all hell as he jerks his head towards Colin and his fella. “Just saying, looks like fun, that.”
The look he gives Roy is carefully blank, but there’s a curious glint in his eyes that has Roy suddenly and strangely feeling like he’s gasping for breath, or scrambling for purchase.
What, he wants to demand again, but he doesn’t, not before Jamie breaks into a grin and fucking winks, and then he’s off to crowd Ted with the rest of team, leaving Roy to stare after him with his face inexplicably flushed and his heart beating inexplicably fast.
What the fuck, he thinks. And, … oh. And, huh.
That's going to fucking complicate things.
(It does, a lot. Jamie's right, though, it is fucking fun.)  
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randompolls · 7 months
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deads-not-punk · 10 days
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Geoff Rickly I love u so bad…
Shamelessly stolen from the Thursday Instagram
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Like father like son
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jakascoo · 2 months
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Dick: Wow, Wally, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you. Wally: We literally slept together yesterday. Dick: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.
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marosii · 7 months
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Just Morse ‘pursuing lines of inquiry’
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awii-lyn · 9 months
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Jack: Aawww, so you really came! You still mad?
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skitskatdacat63 · 1 year
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Just for posterity's sake, here's the full clip of them walking together
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wmnylander · 4 months
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with every passing day that the extension talks go on for willy, and with every new little bit of information that slowly gets leaked to the media, it makes auston announcing his own extension before any insider on a random august night that much funnier
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Critical Lando Theory: Lando is honest (even when he shouldn't be)
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