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introvertedx10 · 5 months
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If I could just muster 1/8 of the confidence this guy possesses
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beingcocoa · 5 months
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tennessoui · 9 months
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oh oh oh au where anakin and obi-wan are both generals of the rebellion and anakin escorts senator bail and queen breha back to Alderaan after a covert Resistance meeting on the request of General Kenobi because he’s the best flyer in the Rebellion and they need to sneak them back into Alderaan so the empire doesn’t know….
Only for the rebellion to get the news that the Death Star has destroyed Alderaan. No word from General Skywalker. It must be assumed that he died with the planet.
Obi-Wan refuses to believe it, even as the days pass with no signal from Anakin. But he can’t believe his old padawan is dead….and he can’t believe he’d sent him to his death either.
(Anakin is alive, but he had to go undercover as an Imperial to leave the planet in time and hasn’t been able to contact Obi-Wan, but surely Obi-Wan knows it’ll take more than a Death Star to kill him!!)
(Obi-Wan doesn’t know this)
(Their reunion involves Obi-Wan maybe toppling him into the dust in a hug and then punching him when Anakin makes a Hardeen joke about it all)
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pratchettquotes · 3 months
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There are some people who could turn even the most amiable character into a bully and he seemed to be one of them. There was something...sort of damp about him, the kind of helpless hopelessness that made people angry rather than charitable, the total certainty that if the whole world was a party he'd still find the kitchen.
Terry Pratchett, Carpe Jugulum
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thebibliosphere · 2 years
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"I hate people like you, treating your dog like a baby"
Do you mean my rescue dog? My dog that was kept in a cage for five years since birth, forced to breed over and over again until she was rescued? My dog who had never seen grass until last year and is so frightened of the outside world she couldn't go outside without making herself sick with anxiety until we got her the stroller and now she's finally able to experience nature from a place where she feels safe?
That dog?
Well, I don't have any other dog, but even if she wasn't a recovering rescue dog, you'd still be a miserable cunt. Enjoy the blocklist!
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spookychick78 · 11 months
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OG Michael Myers One Shot
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Warnings: Sexual harassment
Jotted this down after some asshole pulled something similar based on my outfit. Unfortunately, Michael did not show up, but fortunately I scared him off. Anyway, back to fiction.
Word Count: 1330
The cool air was biting at your skin as you quickened your pace through the poorly lit parking garage of your apartment complex. It wasn't unusual for you to feel somewhat uneasy when walking in that area, especially when it was so late. Unsettling characters had a tendency to flock to that particular building to seek shelter for the night or to do things that can only be done in the cover of darkness. However, that night the unease seemed more overwhelming than usual. You felt as though you were being watched. You'd had that feeling a lot lately.
Your phone began to ring, practically sending a beacon into the darkness as to exactly where you could be found. You kept your quick pace as you dug through your purse to find it and saw it was a collect call.
"Of course," you muttered to yourself, but ultimately decided to answer it. At least if any one was tempted to bother you it might provide some sort of deterrent to know someone on the other end was listening.
"Hello?" You said quietly as you made your way towards the elevator.
Sure enough, it was nonsense. You listened to the voice of a woman drone on about the benefits of attending the esteemed college she was paid to promote as you pressed the button on the wall over and over again. It was always so slow.
"No sorry, I'm not interested," you said, but trailed off when the elevator next to you opened to reveal a man, maybe just a few years older than you stumbling out.
He looked to be in a haze, his eyes half lidded and his feet unstable as he steadied himself on the wall beside him. Until he saw you. His glassy looking eyes widened and a smile that made your stomach churn crept its way across his face.
"You look so pretty," he slurred as he pushed himself off the brick, "so pretty."
“Thank you,” you said shortly with a forced smile as you continued pressing that damn button.
He drew nearer to you and for each step he took forward, you took one back.
"Can I have a kiss?" He said as he reached a finger towards your face.
"No," you said in a voice you had hoped would be less shaky.
He shook his head, either in response to your answer or to rid himself of whatever fog was in his head, you weren't sure. He kept moving closer and your heart sunk when you felt your back press against the wall behind you, there was nowhere else to go.
"Just one kiss, come on," he said as he closed his eyes and began to lean in towards you.
You quickly turned your face away and pressed your cheek to the wall, but he closed you in. With a hand on either side of you, you felt his lips meet the skin of your cheek. The smell of his breath was nauseating. You squeezed your eyes shut and felt your phone slip out of your hand to fall to the ground. You lifted your arms and pushed him back. That smile he had before quickly left and those wide eyes turned a frightening black. He barred his teeth at you and let out an agitated sound before he reached his hands out. He grabbed your face and yanked you forward, his mouth struggling to meet yours again. Your voice broke as you cried out for help and clawed at the back of his hands. He started to laugh and just before he finally got that kiss he was so desperate for he was pulled back. It startled you, but the wave of relief that followed was so welcome. When you opened your eyes you saw him with another set of hands holding his face.
"What the hell?" He choked out as he looked up at the man in a pale white mask who quickly wrapped one of his hands around his neck.
You watched the masked figure push him against the brick with such force cracks could be heard. You weren't sure if it was bone or brick that had broken, but based on the scream that ripped out of the man's throat you assumed it was the latter. With one hand holding the man in place he took his other and reached two fingers out towards his eyes. The man tried to fight back, but it proved useless. The masked man overpowered with ease and pushed his fingers into each of those wide eyes that had been undressing you moments before. Blood splattered over the white of his mask as the man let out another gruesome scream. His body shook as he began to sink into the man's grip around his throat, but the masked man lifted him up forcefully to continue his assault. He ripped his fingers out of the man's eyes and took his hand off his throat to place each of them on either side of his face. His head slowly tilted to one side as though he was admiring his handy work before he swiftly turned the man's head. That time you were certain it was the cracking of bone that echoed through the parking garage.
Your heart was racing so fast you were frightened it would escape your chest as you watched the now limp individual fall to the floor. After studying his body for a moment, the man slowly turned to face you. You pressed yourself harder against the wall as he took a step in your direction.
"Please don't kill me," you whispered.
You wanted to close your eyes, you weren't entirely sure if he was going to kill you or not. He had, in a way, saved you from one horrific situation, but the brutality you had just witnessed made you question his intentions. He stopped in front of you and you could hear his quiet and steady breath through his mask as he tilted his head at you now. You looked through the holes to see a pair of dark, expressionless eyes staring back at you. After what felt like a lifetime under his gaze, he turned his attention to the floor. You kept your focus fixed on him as he bent down. When he stood back up his eyes went straight for yours again. You glanced down to see he was holding your phone in his hand. His arm slowly extended as he offered it back to you and you looked back up at him questioningly. He stayed inhumanly still as he waited for you to take it, which after a moment you did.
"Thank you," you breathed shakily.
He tilted his head once more as he silently stared down at you. Your pulse steadily returned to a normal pace as you came to the realization you weren't going to meet your end that night. His hand lifted again and he let the back of it brush your cheek, collecting the tears you hadn't even realized had spilled on his rough skin. His eyes glanced down to study the small puddle of liquid before he let his arm fall back at his side. Without any further interaction, he turned and calmly began to walk back into night.
"Wait," you said quickly, somewhat doubting your own sanity as soon as the word left your mouth.
He paused, but stayed facing away from you, "You saved me. Won't you at least tell me your name?"
Michael smiled behind his mask. You would know soon enough, he thought to himself, you were his after all whether you were aware of that or not. He had made that decision long before that night. Perhaps the next time he followed you home he would allow you to know him. He continued his slow, calculated pace, leaving you with only the man's body on the ground to remind you he did indeed exist, whoever he was.
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disabled-dragoon · 8 months
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I've seen some bad takes in my time but "several members of the same family all apparently having the same disability sounds like a scam to me" is certainly something isn't it
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maryjaneszombies-blog · 2 months
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You ever just want to scream at the top of your lungs
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!" Just shut the fuck up!" ?
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elains · 7 months
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Wanting to blame Lucien for "not helping" or, if you truly are feeling brave about spouting garbage, "enabling" his mother's abuse when he was himself a victim is truly vile.
Do you all think that Lucien's upbringing in the Autumn Court was sunshine and rainbows? That he was the Golden Son, the one Beron would never harm, never touch, even if he stood against him? Oh, that's right. He wasn't. He was the pariah of Beron's son, the one who was at best neglected, treated like a nuisance who shouldn't be there, and at worst... A failure who had his lover murdered and was chased out of his home. On Beron's orders.
Lucien couldn't protect his mother. Any attempt to protect her would place himself — and her — in even more danger. Beron would punish to hurt LoA, and vice-versa. They're trapped in a terrible situation.
After he left the Autumn Court, though? What, precisely, was he supposed to do? Waltz back inside, kidnap his mother? He could, certainly, if he wanted to plunge Prythian into war. Were would he go, then? Would Tamlin protect him? Helion might, but LoA herself chose to stay to shield her sons. There's nothing to say that she would to willingly, because Beron would still have her sons and could use them to harm her.
But yeah, sure, let's blame Lucien for this whole mess which he was mostly helpless to do anything about.
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6flyingosprey6 · 5 months
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people who say q!phil is an alpha are uncultured and have no idea the ammount of Mother(tm) instincts this bird has. Man literally gets people following him around like a mama duck wherever he goes. He also has the Hot Mom Rizz.
Real and true.
However, I do think that it is very problematic of you to call him mother just because he is an omega. We know that cc!phil prefers to go by “dadza” which is another way of saying “father”, so it’s important that we respect this boundary. Honestly, people are always assigning omegas maternal names, even when they prefer paternal names, and I’m sick of it. Omegas can be fathers, and omegas are fathers. To imply that all omegas are by default mothers, isn’t a very good look for you 🙄
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mbrainspaz · 3 months
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That most annoying coworker again: ugh my kid keeps getting sick at daycare and then making me sick.
Me: yeah, kids are like that. That’s why I get as vaccinated as possible every time I have to work around ‘em.
Her (proudly): my family never gets vaccinated.
Me: and that’s clearly working out so well for you.
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kedreeva · 2 years
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If you don't like or don't care about something someone is posting and you have the ability to block their tag for it or unfollow them, you are actually under no obligation to tell the person posting that you don't care about the thing they love. In fact, if you've got any manners at all, you'll keep your opinion on it to yourself and let them enjoy it in peace in their own space. Hope this helps.
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mrkmciver · 1 year
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#Not In Your Life
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mirthlxss · 10 months
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guys remember that tumblr is pro-block and anti-discourse in spirit.
if someone posts or reblogs something you don’t like, don’t be afraid to block them! everyone is entitled to opinions and certain freedoms, whatever has rattled you, block and try not to let it go to heart.
(felt apt to say after posts that have circulated and upset one or two mutuals, don’t let random people who don’t even know you and your work, tell you to be ashamed of something)
my dms are always open to anyone who wants to rant in peace! write on my beautiful weirdos.
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traumatized-nerd-club · 2 months
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Im sorry but....what do you mean that you prefer the PJO movie over the show?!
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euesworld · 11 months
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"Some people are so nice, they just accept you the way you are.. they don't judge or look down on you. I know it's hard to believe, but people like that exist.. usually they are half broken, but they still see the good in life and people. People like this are a blessing cause most people you meet will want to compete with you and feel like they need to be better.. if you ever meet any people like this, show them respect and be kind to them. Cause they truly make the world a better place, one smile at a time.."
Sharing laughs, feeling safe, being accepted, and being comfortable.. I couldn't ask to know better people - eUë
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