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wrexwas · 4 months
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Sundown & Nightraven Illari with Amaterasu Kiriko aka: fellas, is it gay to be so sun/moon-coded?
this one goes out to @cuberry who was very encouraging in an unhinged way ♡
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r3medialch8os · 9 months
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anyways, i wanna share some stills from my most recent film
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eluxcastar · 1 year
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I'm apparently on Columbina thoughts so I thought of one that I had a thought for and actually started writing but have yet to finish with fem reader because I'm like gay Midas everything I touch becomes gay.
Columbina, on a trip to Mondstadt, spends a lot of time in the Church of Favonius not because of any particular obligation to pray, but because she likes seeing a certain Priestess who wanders the church even at night
She likes to admire you from afar, and she doesn't bother to hide her motives when you ask what brings her there. She's unashamed, and she won't act like she's come to find guidance in Barbatos — she knows you won't believe such a thing from a Fatui Harbinger
Columbina is convinced you like the attention, and she isn't going to just leave, sure that she should steal you away with her. She won't, if only because she knows she can make you fall for her as well
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searay-artist · 10 months
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Inspired by a tiktok I found
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andmyvape · 2 years
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Okay, I’ll bite. What’s this book about?
How dare you bite me I'll have you thrown in furry jail for that one
So this one is about a woman named Molly. She's working third shift in a crappy diner in a city that doesn't have much going for it. She's been there ever since her parents died, while she was working on her degree in Folkore and Mythology. Life kind of just stopped for her when it happened. She dropped out, moved as far away as she could-- which was pretty much just a different part of the city-- and started at the diner soon after. Get up, get dressed, clean, work, sleep. And nothing else.
One night she's having not so great a shift. Customers suck, her coworkers don't talk, it's late and all she wants to do is get off her feet. There's a group of people making a nuisance of themselves so much that the other customers don't get much attention, including a woman in dark clothes and a leather jacket that's drinking nothing but coffee. But she tips well, so it's fine.
After the drunk idiots are gone, Molly goes out back for some air. As she's standing there thinking about bumming a cigarette off her coworker, a voice in the dark part of the alley starts speaking. Out steps a man in a ragged funeral suit stained heavily, though the lighting is wrong for seeing colors. There's a lot of dark something staining his chest and forearms. Alarm bells ring and Molly tries to go back inside, but suddenly she can't move. The man advances and tips her head back, but whatever he means to do, the shadows are hiding more. Something that growls like a rampaging demon tells the man to let the woman go. He instructs her to stay still, moves to block her from the shadows, and then starts arguing, declaring that Molly is "his."
This is not the correct answer. Because Molly's head is tipped, she only barely sees the hand that reaches out and drags the man out of sight. But she could swear that hand is furred and clawed. There's noises, fighting and snarling from two separate combatants, then a scream and a sound like raw brisket being torn apart. Molly can move. As she ducks down, covering her head and quaking, she sees a head, that of the strange man, roll her way, its jaw working furiously. It looks to be ranting, just without air to vocalize.
She hears footsteps. Somehow she finds the nerve to look up to see the furred monster approaching. Only its not a monster, it's the coffee drinking woman from inside, features an odd mix of broad and angled, leather jacket and dark shirt disheveled like her dark, short hair. The woman offers Molly a hand, and after a moment's hesitation Molly takes it.
Their interaction is brief, primarily a caution to Molly to not tell anyone what she saw. But who would believe her? Drained, numb, Molly goes inside, though not before the other woman offers a final, "Have a good night, Ms. Molly."
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sunshine-necklace · 2 years
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A bit of a monologue inspired by Hamlet and Horatio
These casual slaughters sow thorns in my heart like seeds that,
When reaped, leave gashes like envenomed sword slashes.
Even in death, this bond between souls crosses the widening gap between us.
Orestes, I remain your faithful Pylades.
Our fatal mistakes fall like immovable stoppers on your lifeline,
But the words from your lips are sealed unto mine,
And I fall under oath to recount the tales of your trials.
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sincerelystesichorus · 3 months
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i have spent so long trying to place who astarion reminds me of
his dry little sarcastic bits gets me every time and like it's automatically funny but it felt so familiar...
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this bastard.
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and some more similar comparisons i think
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thank you for coming to my ted talk
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jadedgeologist · 5 months
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Doing more art~
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i vote that next year instead of reading Dracula we do a Jeeves & Wooster Book Club. those two never got the rabid tumblr shipping fandom they deserved (disqualified for the sheer technicality of being published a century too soon). we must correct this injustice
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ineffableteeth · 3 months
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This has been said to death but not only was this reaction completely unwarranted from Aziraphales response, but Crowley was so unnecessarily close to him
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He pressed his entire body against Aziraphale and STAYED LIKE THAT, he didn't just push him to the wall, he PINNED him
And Aziraphale didn't even attempt to struggle or push Crowley away, even when he was distracted
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So there’s only one logical explanation for this
They were both into it and everything about this interaction was intentional
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itlearns · 5 months
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I love how Phoenix Wright has a ':D' face but his inner monologue is like "why won't everyone stfu. I hate this plant. when will this nightmare end", and Miles Edgeworth has a '>:[' face but his inner monologue is like "this is such a nice furniture. I should offer some help to this unfortunate person. ants are amasing and nature is full of wonders".
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daftmooncretin · 1 month
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supernatural movie reboot but its a ghostfacers mockumentary about their attempt to make a “serious film” about sam and dean winchester. opens on ed and harry going “CUT!” and the camera pans to a guy that looks kind of like jared padalecki pulling off a party city wig. turns out the finale was actually part of the ghostfacer’s retelling of supernatural. Sam Dean and Castiel spend the entire movie chasing after ed and harry trying to stop the thing being made. (its a huge commercial success and they screen it at the destiel wedding)
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mikayesha · 8 months
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Unecessary Feelings
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dahliadagger · 6 months
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sir you'll have to specify that a little
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