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I was thinking about how genuinely heartbreaking it was for Pavitr’s last line in the movie to be “Is everything going to be okay?” No one responds to his question either, Gwen can’t seem to even look at him. He stands there looking so confused and sad as he watches Mumbattan be enveloped by this black hole.
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My heart hurts 🥺
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osteocupcake · 1 year
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OK so I’m gonna take the advice of the most powerful leaders in the world and I’m gonna take a break tomorrow because if I don’t they’re gonna break my neck I’m pretty sure
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Many things on the agenda animal-rights human rights. Child rights, making the suburbs behave themselves all kinds of things, but I have been given orders, apparently to do less and enjoy myself and buy stuff and have fun.
So I need to try to take those orders because they come from Royal places and I don’t have all the answers today
Poland, Jesus, H fuck
Russia I need help I’m terrible at chess. I hate it. I hate chess no attention span.
The USSR was a different world then and I forget this it gets confusing. You look at a map today and things are different.
It looks like she may have tried to cross into a heat zone not just India, but probably North Africa?
A lot of work needs to be done in North Africa
A lot many many lives to save
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nightanddusk · 1 year
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ISTG, no one sees the vision, it’s obviously: Pavitr x Miles x Hobie, I BEG
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pinkflipphonez · 3 months
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I'd like to think that we ruled the world for a short moment in time.
femslash february day 1: POWER
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scltbvrns · 2 months
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homogenising something that has always been inherently diverse will kill us all one day.
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CONGRADULATIONS ON THE 100 FOLLOWERS!!!! Can I request Idia with the stargazing prompt? Can it please be romantic and fluffy? This event is so fun! I hope you have a wonderful day!!☆彡♡ :)
Stargazing; Idia Shroud
Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, romance
Word Count; 700+
AN; Thank you, Sofia! I hope you enjoy the fluffy Idia! He deserves to not always be a wet cat (affectionate) As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist
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The heat of the day was finally gone. Dew covered the grass. Crickets chirped in the undergrowth. And above you were millions of stars, and visible galaxies and nebulas, not obstructed by decades of light pollution. It was beautiful. 
Sitting beside you on the blanket that was spread out to provide a somewhat comfy barrier between you and the ground, was Idia. He had the hood of his sweater tied on tight, as so to hide the fact that his hair was nearly neon pink, and a dead giveaway of how he was feeling. And even though he was out of his comfort zone, he wanted to join you. And he was happy that he did. Yes, he felt nervous, but it wasn’t just because he was out in public — it was because this was a date, an official date. And while the two of you sitting in his room and playing games or watching shows were technically dates, this was the first public one.
“Hey, Idia,” you tugged at his sleeve, pulling him out of his thoughts. “Do you have a favourite constellation? A planet?”
He cleared his throat and hesitantly held your hand in his. His hand shaking the slightest bit. “Not really,” he said quietly looking up to the sky. Well, his head was pointed up, but he wasn’t looking at the countless stars. He was looking at you from the corner of his eye. “And you?”
You hummed, looking up at the unfamiliar sky. “Pluto. It’s a planet from… from back home.”
Idia gently slipped his hand into yours and squeezed it. “I-if you want, you can talk about it,” he internally cringed. He hadn’t stuttered like that since he had truly started feeling comfortable around you.
You squeezed his hand back and leaned your head on his shoulder. “Well, it used to be a planet but then got demoted to a dwarf planet. Which is kind of ironic, seeing that it’s named after the Roman god of the underworld.” You sigh and turn to Idia, whose hood had slipped down, revealing his hair. It was a lovely shade of pastel pink, and it was the entirety of his hair, not just the tips. It cast the both of you in a soft rose light. “... a person people tend to underestimate and judge.”
Idia clamoured to get the hood over his head, but he was stopped by your hand, which gently placed the hood down. Why are they looking at me like I’m the milk bread protag in some cheesy shounen?! He was in his own head, but all of that went away when he felt your hand cup his face.
Idia was similar to Pluto, and not just in the themes of relating to the god of the underworld. For so long, people only saw them as unassuming. But when you get closer, then you can appreciate the beauty and tiny details. Someone that you would stand next to and defend at all costs, even when the rest of the world may say that you shouldn’t, that you should just let it be as is.
“I love you,” you whisper, looking into his gold eyes.
That was the first time you had said that, well, said it out loud. Maybe it was the fact that Idia did something out of his comfort zone for you, maybe it was the setting, or maybe it was something else entirely.
You place your forehead against his. “I love you, Idia Shroud,” you say again, still looking into his eyes.
If Idia’s hair were not already as bright and pink as it could go, it would have gotten brighter, but it was as bright as the sun. But his face was now warm, and he was holding eye contact; even though he wanted to hide. “I-I,” he shut his mouth, took in a deep breath and centred himself. He didn’t want his first time saying the phrase to be stuttered. He wanted it to be perfect. I can do this. “I love you too.”
Shyly, he placed a kiss on your cheek and held eye contact for a few moments before hiding back in his hood. He swore that you were more stunning than all the stars that glittered above.
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m1ssunderstanding · 2 months
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oooooooooh what does Junk have to do with John???
"Paul McCartney knew he was in trouble the morning he couldn’t lift his head off the pillow. He awoke facedown, his skull feeling like a useless dead weight. Day by day, his condition had been worsening. His sleepless nights were spent shaking with anxiety; his days were characterized by heavy drinking and self-sedation with marijuana. For the first time in his life, he felt utterly worthless. Everything he had been since the age of 15 had been wrapped up in the band. Now, he was 27, and even though he couldn’t tell the world, that period of his life was almost certainly over." -- Man on the Run
“He'd fallen in love, and none of us was stupid enough to say, 'Oh, you shouldn't love her.' We could recognize that, but that didn't diminish the hurt we were feeling by being pushed aside.” -- Paul in Anthology
"Buy, buy"
Says the sign in the shop window
"Why, why?"
Says the junk in the yard
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urmuminnitt · 1 year
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BESTIES!! WIP ❤️
edit : finished drawing!
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brokenbackmountain · 3 months
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the eat-the-rich-all-billionaires-are-bad-ism leaving indians the second one of them throws a rager, because who cares if the party took place just near where people barely earn 400 rupees per day if rihanna performed!
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demigod-of-the-agni · 6 months
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Local man, his two boyfriends and his two girlfriends buy TRANS ICON BLÅHAJ
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mariaajade · 1 month
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desigirldairies · 9 days
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— 🌸
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dancersofcolor · 5 months
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Alexandra Hutchinson of Dance Theater of Harlem and India Bradley of New York City Ballet, profiled by the New York Times.
Photo by Ye Fan
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lildoodlenoodle · 10 months
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Some cute jumping spiders I did
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inlocusmads · 9 days
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Playing Kali: Call of Darkness and my only gripe is that I just cannot take the outfits seriously lmao. (Yes I'm somewhat aware of 80s fashion, but seriously my guy, wearing a grand lehenga choli in the middle of summer really is a choice, so to speak.)
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jaydalorian · 1 year
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so fucking happy the love triangle wasn't a thing instead we got hobie being best bro to miles HE'S ICONIC FOR THAT
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