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bisquid · 2 days
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Yes I have done/experienced all of these
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theladyyavilee · 2 days
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we've been OVERDUE for a return of the heart metaphors in relation to eddie's love life and we only got a little bit via the omission of the heart when he lists based on what he made his decisions to marisol and that already felt pointed, but now that we KNOW how much they had to hold the story back, the fact that they have been pretty quiet on the heart front most of last season, especially 6b (except for dr salazar my beloved <3 and eddie restarting buck's heart (which yes, I am still feeling insane about, thanks for asking), but we barely got any textual mentions and especially not about eddie's heart after cursed) and this seasons so far and it has STILL not been adressed what eddie's heart wants???? yeaaaah yeah yeah
they are saving the heart metaphor for something GOOD and I cannot fucking wait <3
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greetings-humans · 9 hours
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mappa: cancels iceado after 7 years of waiting
yoi fans:
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bookcub · 3 months
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occudo · 5 months
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hello, Archivist
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intotheelliwoods · 1 month
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lmao @dianagj-art @sharkfinn
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spectral-musette · 7 months
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POV: the Mandalorian Royal Guard who gets sent to investigate the blocked security holocam (covered with what looks like brown fabric?) in the Duchess’s audience chamber on the Coronet…
(But at least has the decency to make some noise on their way in…)
“Begging your pardon, Duchess, but I ought to be taking my leave,” General Kenobi said, stiffly and a bit too quickly.
The Duchess took a moment to reply. “Of course.” Her voice sounded thin and a little breathless. “We will continue discussing trade routes another time. Soon,” she added, a little more steadily.
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Babe it's Threshold day, bring out the fancy jewelry
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wrathofrats · 8 months
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STOP BEING A WHORE STOP BEING A WHORE STOP BEING A WHORE STOP BEING A WHORE
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animentality · 3 months
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The Dark Urge seizes Gortash by the chin and tells him to get on his knees and beg for them.
But he says I can't do that, Bane would not approve.
But they say, my blood compels me to destroy you, to unpack your organs and peel back your skin until you stop screaming.
If I can tolerate my own lord's displeasure as I resist that urge, then you can get on your knees and beg for what you secretly desire more than anything.
(Spoilers: it works and he DOES)
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dystopicjumpsuit · 1 month
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Hello, I made some more Star Wars wallpapers.
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taglist below.
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scaredii-cat · 9 months
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What, you don't like swimming with the fishes?
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prettyflyshyguy · 22 days
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Tonight's shitpost was brought to you by my car, doing this to me, every time I touch it, and Ghost Dean trying to warn Sam that he's about to get into the Impala with a vampire.
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Thinking about the first time you finally pluck up the courage to ask Dabi to let you touch his scars.
At first he shrugs it off, claiming that you’re not missing out on anything, that someone like you shouldn’t be touching someone like him anyway. But you’re persistent with your pleading, big eyes gazing up at him like he’s hung the moon and stars, lips quivering with every word you speak. And he feels that heavy weight deep inside his chest, the kind that twists and turns and makes him feel scared and warm all at once.
Fucking disgusting.
But he relents after days on end, letting you run your hands down the length of his body. His cheeks, his neck, his arms—and eventually he swallows his pride as you peel his shirt from his body, allowing you to drink in the sight of his marred skin.
He knows he’s not easy on the eyes. Not like you are; with your bright eyes and sweet smile and soft skin. He can’t figure out why you’d even want to get close to someone who looks the way he does. Someone who acts so bored and unbothered with everything going on around him, someone who only visits you for the occasional medical visit and maybe a night on your couch (or your bed, if he’s lucky). Someone who acts as though he couldn’t care less what happens to you or his little partners in crime.
But he’s seen the way you look at him. Savors the brush of your skin with every gentle touch, the softness of your lips when you reach up to kiss his scarred cheek. Grits his teeth when you trace your fingers down the line of staples across his chest, the barrier between smooth and ragged skin, a testament of the power he has within him. A reminder of the failure he’s always been.
“I know,” he chokes out, hoping he sounds stronger than he feels, “pretty damn ugly, huh?”
His throat closes up at the utter sadness in your eyes, the twitch of your jaw as you inch closer to him on the seat of the couch. The way you wrap your arms around his waist and pull him in close, his chin brushing the top of your head, your face pressed against the planes of his chest.
“No,” your voice is muffled against his chest, “not at all. You’re beautiful.”
He knows it’s a lie; no one’s ever called him beautiful before. He’s not dumb enough to believe it, anyway. He knows the truth.
But maybe he can let himself believe in this little white lie, just this once. To relish the touch of your skin against his own as he leans down to press his lips to your forehead.
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saltpepperbeard · 2 months
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something something ed goes from saying “or, it’s a complete suicide mission” to smiling so brightly and giggling with his boyfriend as they prepare for battle
something something the way that parallels his arc in season 2 precisely so
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ghostradiodylan · 16 days
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You know Dylan drags Ryan outside to look at eclipses and meteor showers and all that kind of shit, like he gets alerts from the NASA app and everything and Ryan is like “wow. amazing. I’m going back inside now.” but he actually loves it.
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