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#tfw + training
shallowseeker · 9 months
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For their New Year’s resolutions, Sam encourages everyone to exercise more. One early morning, and feeling seriously annoyed over the whole thing, Dean buys a shake weight.
Everytime anyone so much as mentions exercise, he threatens to actually use it. In front of everyone.
“Gross, dude.”
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But Cas is intrigued. “Dean. But what does it do? “
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This is a definitely a rammy from the tits poll.
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heatwavering · 1 year
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this will never not having me cheesing like an absolute idiot
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starmotte · 3 months
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WIP sketch of Amelia from Infinity Train because this show has me in a death grip and I will revive it myself if I have to godDAMMIT
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starsshiningabyss · 9 months
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Ingo: yeah i think falling through the rift broke my body as well as my mind, i find the oddest of sensations unbareable, certain fabrics for example make my skin crawl.
Emmet: Nope! you had sensory issues before. its the autism.
Ingo:... What is autism?
Emmet: hm.
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gallade-x-treme · 1 month
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"FUCK THIS SHIT I'M OUT"
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dastardlydumb · 1 year
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high noon Mordekaiser & Viktor
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*naruto and sasuke arguing*
sasuke: well at least sakura offered to come with me when i left, you just tried to fight me
naruto: oh what I’M the team freak for not wanting to willingly go live with orochimaru?
sasuke: ……..touché
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kuroo-hitsuji · 4 months
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(Minor?) NB Spoilers (lesson 35 (normal))
I'm losing it over the fact that I spent literally the Entire beginning of the train dinner situation telling my partner that I was gonna throw Lucifer out the fuckin window
And then Mephisto shows up and Lucifer says something about fucking throwing him out the window--
Please this Keeps happening fjsjgdxj stop stealing my lines, asshole
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Jigen and Lupin reuniting years after lupins supposed “death” and Jigen’s subsequent leaving of the Lupin household. Things end up being weird between the both of them because it’s been so long and both of them don’t know how to talk or interact with each other cause both still don’t know how this could be happening
That is until Lupin asks for Jigens help on a project, because it’s a big big job and he’s still hard of seeing because he has no sight in his one eye, which by now he basically gotten rid of and replaced with a glass eye, and his other eye is only as good as his contact lens. He needs Jigens help and it ends up being their first true series of heists the pair do together.
But Lupin still doesn’t tell Jigen what the things they steal are for. Until one day sometime after the heist, the pair are sitting around in Lupin’s makeshift workshop while Lupin is tinkering with some gadget, and suddenly Lupin silently cheers cause finally is done. And as he pops out his glass eye, and from where he’s sitting Jigen notices him shove this device into the gap where his eye would be, Lupin inevitably tells Jigen that the things Jigens helped him steal are part of the most important invention thus far that he’s created,
and that’s when Jigen realizes, while Lupin is blinking and trying to situate the device, that it’s a new, functioning prosthetic eye, that Lupin has built with the tools and items Jigen has helped him pilfer over the last few weeks. It’s top notch, highly sophisticated and it fits perfectly in Lupin’s eye socket. But that doesn’t seem like the most important thing to Lupin right now.
Lupin blinks a few times, and as he does he turns his new sight to Jigen while Jigens standing in the middle of the room, and Jigen questions whether or not it’s actually working because lupins not saying anything.
And Lupin doesn’t say anything, cause it IS working. . .it’s working very well. . .he can see, can finally see clearly and precisely now after so many years. But the only thing he’s right now interested in seeing is the man standing before him, with that stupid beard and large hat
Because. . . oh. . .how happy he is to see Jigen again. . .after so many years. . .and how happy he is to see him.
“Yeah. . .it works. . .”
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in-tua-deep · 2 months
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asleep me has just decided to start world building i guess
Imagine: you are a misfit teenage boy, a con artist. You have a best friend - or maybe a brother? You two are as close as family regardless. You're in a refugee camp when you pull a con - you pass your best friend off as the newly orphaned son of a noble or something. It's just a ploy - to give him an in with the other wealthy kids so you can steal.
Except… he doesn't really give it up? You ask a couple of times when you're leaving, but Will, your best friend, keeps putting it off. He's fallen in with a new crowd. One that respects him, elevates him. And those new friends? Well, they don't exactly like you.
Will starts sending you off on errands when he's with his friends. You go easily, because you want to be helpful, and you ignore the hushed laughter of his shiny new friends. You go on your fake little missions designed to get rid of you.
That's how you meet the Goddess.
Imagine a clearing, golden light, and a beautiful woman who calls you a trickster and says you are destined to be enemies. Imagine freeing the three chained sun gods by accident. (By fate?) Except you tell the goddess that you don’t believe in fate, and what if you become friends instead?
(You offer to steal her, and she agrees - a fine trick indeed, wouldn't you say?)
After this instance you find something out. You can use magic now? But also it seems like you have been cursed as well - you can’t die. Fate rearranges itself every time. A shield moves to a position it wasn’t in before. A sword misses its mark. You are Loved By Fate and it is an Issue.
Time passes and your best friend grows - and you have to use magic to grow with him. He’s a king now. You love him - he’s still your brother - but his smile is more and more strained every time he sees you.
Your goddess takes many forms travelling with you. Sometimes she is a woman, sometimes she is golden magic inside of a pouch. Sometimes she is a child and travels with you, and somehow you get separated with her like that. The king finds her, and immediately is taken with her. He decides to try and find a family for this child who is shy of everyone, and offers for any individual to come and try their luck to see if the child will take to them
You are the last person to try, not because you don't think your goddess will choose you, but because you are worried even if she does the king will not let her go
The king's friends stop you. You know their faces - they are the same bullies they have always been. They accuse you of being cursed because you never die no matter how many dangerous missions the king sends you on. The suicide missions.
They attack you, and they might be cruel but they aren’t stupid. Their ringleader realizes that it must be magic shifting his shield to protect you from the lethal blows.
(You can see every lethal blow that doesn’t land play through your head. The worlds that did not come to pass. You don’t tell them the number of times they murdered you in this fight. It wouldn’t change anything.)
You manage to escape and run up to the king’s room. Using fate’s magic so much has stripped you away of other magics - you look young again. Awkward and gangly with no facial hair (the way you always have since meeting a goddess and becoming something more than human)
He’s in there with an elven woman, a noble of some kind who is wise and anyone with eyes can see the king is in love with her. (You can see in her eyes that she does not love him back, not in that way.)
The king, after some debate, decides to let you try
(He doesn’t comment on your appearance - maybe he just thinks you have a baby face without your beard. Maybe the way he avoids looking you in the eyes means he doesn’t even notice.)
You reunite, and it is beautiful - your goddess surges forward into your arms and kisses you, and you feel fates magic coursing through you and soothing over the exhaustion from the fight.
But the king doesn’t see a goddess and he doesn’t see the magic - he sees a child and he draws his sword. He says many things - that he didn’t expect you to stoop this low. That he once called you his friend.
(How long has it been since that felt genuine?)
Something goes cold in you and enough is enough. Your goddess’s magic courses through you, and you will not be separated again. You use magic to blast them back, use magic to stun them, and use magic to make you and your goddess into a rat that scurries away into the walls
The magic is powerful enough that a cascade of golden chains has manifested down the wall of the room, branching downward like a geometric tree and each one tipped with an amulet with a large inset ruby
The king and the noble awaken, and the king is furious. But the elven woman looks like all her questions have been answered
She talks about how there haven’t been terrible fires throughout the lands, despite all signs pointing to the fact that the sun gods have been unchained
She names you - trickster, calamity
In mythology apparently you are symbolized by a massive golden peacock, each "feather" in your tail with ruby-gem eyes like the chains on the wall
You are named such because you are the only creature capable of going against fate and changing it
(your train of feathers is instead a train of chains - all the fates that you have broken)
(It should make you enemies with your goddess, but you decided in that clearing twenty years ago that you were friends instead)
Apparently on your suicide missions, you have been helping. Wherever you could, you changed the fate of entire cities and towns and prevented the wildfires of the Sun gods from ravaging the kingdom
The elven woman opens a portrait that has a nook behind it. You are sitting there - well, not you exactly. But a copy of you. You are a trickster and love mischief, and you love secret spaces and those who choose to look in them. That’s enough for a part of you to be present, looking sixteen and glowing with golden light
She speaks in the ancient language to you - and you speak it back without thinking. You tell her she’s just as hot as Will with a wink and it makes her laugh. Will cannot understand what you are saying, but you don’t care right now. He’s your best friend, but you aren’t his, and it hurts
He calls you immature, and the elven woman says you’re only sixteen. He snaps back that you are a thirty-six year old man. She shakes her head, and says that you haven’t been since you Awakened. Gods are different, after all
(Maybe it was the differences that drove you apart? Maybe it’s your fault? But if that is the truth then why was there already so much distance between you? You do not ask your goddess if there was a path where you still would have been close.)
You don’t feel like a god, you feel like a person who is just trying their best. You feel tired. You feel sad. Maybe that’s why you are the one who bends fate - you’re the only one that cares enough to try.
Anyway that’s when I woke up but I like my trickster - important to note that he is a redhead with a bit of a baby face
#dream journal#my dreams#peacock trickster dream#i'm actually really vibing with peacock as the symbolic trickster animal in this world#i am also REALLY vibing with whatever part of my brain made the peacock train be made of broken chains of fate#also i am slightly curious why a) there were three sun gods and b) why were they chained#the implication was that the trickster was the only 'mortal' god#with different incarnations having different goals and morals and messing with things in different ways#and in all the other stories the other gods eventually tire of the trickster and track them down and kill them#and then the trickster is reborn as a mortal and will continue to be reborn until they get into trouble and Awaken#i have named my trickster boy 'russell' for kicks#will actually was named will in the dream though#tfw ur friend leaves you behind for a new crowd#actually tfw u become an immortal teenager and ur mortal friend continues to grow into an adult#also i can't quite describe the horror of watching those bullies realize that i was 'cursed'#and watching them try to kill me. over and over. and being stopped not by mercy or moral but by intervention of a divine power#i will be honest we did not go into that meeting with will in our best headspace#but also honestly?? fuck will for assuming the worst of us !! he was our BEST FRIEND#our BROTHER#and he didn't even ask any questions#like hey russell why does this magical child clearly know and recognize you#noble lady you can do Better honestly
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uomminecraftsociety · 3 months
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Part 11 of shipping different train companies.
GWR has been around for a long time and has had a long history of different partners. One of their earliest was the Metropolitan Railway who unfortunately is no longer with us but also with LMS (one of Avanti's ancestors), Chiltern and presently with Transport for Wales.
If it wasn't for the work GWR did in their early years, Transport for Wales likely wouldn't be around to this day, at least she would not be around to the same extent in the current day.
GWR also used to think it was the best, doing things their own way however has become more humble and is now happy to work with others.
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vctlan · 10 days
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SOLDIERs doing horrific things with their strength, how for all they fight and train to deal with the monsters of the world, they stand as an apex predator of their own species. fast, unnatural so, there's no outrunning them unless they let you. strength whose only purpose is to break you; a girp tight enough to break bones and tear them out your sockets; to cave in your chest with a single punch; hands that tear out your throat. it takes subconscious awareness to temper themselves, to lay down their hands, to be tender and palatable —but the shadow of their truth follows after them: they fight, and they love it.
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asterthought · 9 months
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In honor of Heartstopper S2, have this pjo au that I made on May of last year 💖
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Bonus:
Full Charlie pic because I really liked how his jeans turned out.
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cats-and-dr-pepper · 7 months
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yakourinka · 2 years
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I've only looked at this carefully just now...and did they really put that train he blew up in Break the Ice behind him? because that's fucking hysterical
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byanyan · 9 months
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ㅤ@hatesdogsㅤ∘ ˚ ( cont. )
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ㅤwithout so much as a hint of hesitation, they remain in place, staring the other down as his bike comes to a stop dangerously close to the toe of their boot. hands on hips, head tilted back slightly, they stand tall, looking down their nose at the stranger's visor as it pops open, his words prompting the beginnings of a smirk to tug at one corner of their mouth.
ㅤㅤ" wow, really? man, i was wonderin' why i've been gettin' those funny looks all night. "ㅤsarcasm drips from their words, though they sound more entertained than annoyed — at least someone gets the vibe they're going for. lips crack into a confident grin, and byan casually shifts their weight from one foot to another, the itch in their fingers to reach for one of their knives quickly subsiding in favour of a growing interest.
ㅤㅤ" 'course i'm lookin' for trouble, "ㅤthey continue, curious eyes lowering now to survey the vehicle before them, eyebrows raising in intrigue.ㅤ" an' i'm pretty sure it just rolled up on a sick fuckin' bike. "
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