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If I was feeling mean, I'd say that it's true no one cares about the Flash, but I feel more that despite the enthusiasm by the creators and actors like Michael Keaton and Sasha Calle, the fact that it was a mediocre superhero film starring a controversial" lead actor with subpar special effects probably had more of a bearing on why it didn't do so well beyond "women don't know who the Flash is".

The character had a who that ran (haha) for nine seasons, while not everyone watched that show (I know I didn't), the fact that it was an overtly not great movie (plus Miller's antics) more likely made people more willing to choose other more convincingly good films instead.

I think that James Gunn did mention recently that there are no immediate plans to have a new version of the Flash appear in the new DCU, but I think that considering Gunn's whole thing is introducing obscure comicbook characters and making the audience fall in love with them, a version that actually WORKS on screen will probably happen at one point or another (especially as they have already confirmed that Gorilla Grodd is a thing in the new DCU).

Just have it be Wally West when the Flash next appears, and pretend that Barry died. That's when Barry worked best as a character, when he was dead and not appearing in anything except in flashbacks. Or have a movie focusing on the Rogues and introduce Wally in that film as a heroic antagonist or something.

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I want you to remember:

The fascists hate you too and they just will pretend otherwise until after they've killed the rest of us, before they turn on you.

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Technically true.

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Does anybody else think that the Elriels when they talk about Elain, they’re just describing Gwyn. Seen someone say that Elain was going to be this badass warrior type and she’s gonna learn how to spy and she’s gonna fight along side Az in the war 

They described Gwyn

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shoutout to these stupid fucking promo pictures from tennant's doctor who cause they wanted cool action shots but the doctor never has any weapons so he's just stanced up like this all the time like he's about to grab ya

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Switch 2 should have been smaller.

It should have been Switch Lite sized.

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i swear to god if one more stupid fandom ruins a beautiful text post i am calling the police

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I love how in TOH, Belos only ever calls Raine by their name, because there is no fucking way Witch Hunter McGee would correctly gender them and the writers just didn't want to deal with it. Kudos, writers

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Things I don’t understand from a trauma processing perspective:

How Feyre was fine with the CoN exhibitionism given the way Rhys used her UtM. It feels like trauma reenactment and idfk how she comes away from it empowered and not more damaged

How no one in the IC draws the straight line from Mor’s assault to the fact that none of the have serious long-term relationships. How that resentment lingered for 500 yEARS

How no one has gotten sick of Rhys throwing his weight around and not listening to anyone, switching between High Lord and brother based in whatever serves him best at the moment, esp when he TRAPPED THEM IN VELARIS FOR DECADES

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he can not see

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“coke is better!” “pepsi is better!” wrong. squirt supremacy.

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Scent

Pair: Tsu'tey x Human Reader ( jake human sister )

Warning: A little spicy, tsu'tey (in my opinion) being curious.

Note: Me posting something, knowing I've ignored my tumblr for months. Bye~!

After the war, life for tsu'tey had been very quiet. Everything was back to normal, well almost everything. A large number of humans decided to settle in Pandora and close to the clan. The idea of having humans among the clan was not pleasant to him, for him they were a bit unpleasant. They were strange, everything they did was strange to him. And the most disturbing thing to him was the scent the humans gave off. The Na'vi had a highly developed sense of smell and the strange scent of humans was not pleasant for him. They always tried to use some scents to disguise their scent of origin, according to Jake it was “perfumes and soaps”. Tsu'tey didn't think it was cool to use those things. But there was one scent which had caught all his attention. And the owner of that scent came from you.

The first time tsu'tey registered your scent, was when he happened to pass by jake's side. He was talking to one of those humans. But as soon as he walked by you, he stopped dead in his tracks. The scent he was smelling was something… amazing. He felt a shiver run down his spine, he couldn't understand where the smell was coming from. It wasn't until jake tapped him on the shoulder, and introduced them. Tsu'tey turns to look at you. You smiled warmly back at him, giving him the 'I see you' sign. Tsu'tey caught on a little too late, he was so immersed in the scent you were giving off that he barely listened to what Jake was saying. He couldn't believe that you were the carrier of that peculiar scent. From that day on, tsu'tey did everything he could to be by your side.

It got to the point that he didn't care about the comments they made, it was strange to see a man like tsu'tey behind a human. Always trying to help you, or try to talk to you even for a couple of seconds, he had to smell your scent at least once a day. He was becoming obsessed, and if his little obsession was not dying down. He began to notice how your scent became stronger when he was around you. It had to be that reason, because on one of the occasions he came to talk to you. You were talking to neytiri, and he could feel how your scent was the usual one. But as soon as neytiri left you alone, he could feel it getting more and more potent. He was going crazy and he knew it. It wasn't healthy, what he was creating for you. You were supposed to be a human, he wouldn't have to find you attractive or desirable…but here he is. If you asked him to kiss your feet he would do it, even if you asked him to kill someone and let him put his nose in your neck sweet spot for only 5 minutes or less, he would do it.

On the other hand, you were oblivious to this situation. You thought tsu'tey was very kind and gentlemanly. He was always helping you, and available to you. You liked the attention he gave you. Besides…tsu'tey was painfully handsome. You liked him from head to toe, you found him beautiful. And having him this close wasn't helping you much. But you enjoyed his company…there was just a nice friendship between the two of you.

That particular day, tsu'tey could smell your scent from far away, he could tell you were about 30 feet away from him. And he could recognize it was you, turning around to see you approaching him with a basket in your hands. “Hello!!!” you greet him, smiling at him. You were hurting his senses, because if it were up to him he would have already dragged you into his arms. You looked very pretty, in the traditional na'vi clothing. Tsu'tey scanned you up and down, laughing a little. “Do you like it? Neytiri gave me this outfit…she made it for me” you speak, taking a quick turn. “I'm surprised at how well it suits you “tsu'tey says, looking at you again. But now with more determination, the little clothing gave freedom to your scent to be released all over the place, he was getting nervous. “Yeah…she says I should wear more family stuff…you know, since jake is my brother and he is now…” you stop talking, when you notice that the man is barely paying attention to you. “Tsu'tey…are you okay?” you ask, waving your hand in his face. Snapping tsu'tey out of his stasis. He laughs nervously, settling more on his feet. “Yes, sorry. You were saying?” tsu'tey sees you laugh.

“I was going to ask you if you could help me pick some berries…the ones near the river. You know they're a little tall…and I need help” you speak, tsu'tey doesn't think for a second and goes to help you. Getting up from the ground, he starts walking towards the river. The walk from the village to the river was about 15 minutes. When you arrived you both decided that the best thing to do was to pick the berries that were on top of some branches, besides it was much more private for you. Your very presence in the clan could be a bit intimidating for some na'vi. And this was an area where they used to come frequently. Tsu'tey helped you up, placing his hands on your waist, to get you up easily. But not before bringing his face close to your back, sniffing you. Closing his eyes, enjoying your scent. It was a momentary thing, when you climb up the branch. “Are you coming?” you keep walking towards where the berries were. “Yes…I'm coming” tsu'tey swallows hard, trying to control himself.

Tsu'tey helps you for a while, picking the prettiest berries that were on the highest leaves. Sitting down to rest, and to watch you pick in the other corner. You turn and give him a smile. Tsu'tey smiles back. Aside from the fact that the man was obsessed with your essence, he liked the way you were. You were the opposite of your brother. You were calm and quiet. You didn't do risky things and avoided getting into trouble. Tsu'tey enjoyed your company, and he was sure you did too. He could feel it. “These berries are so sweet” you speak, approaching where tsu'tey was sitting. “Yes…and this is their best season” tsu'tey speaks, but is puzzled when you sit down in front of him. You sit in front of him, cross-legged. This new position makes your scent much stronger than at other times. Freezing in his seat, his eyes widen.

However, you keep talking as if nothing is wrong. You are placing the basket next to you, taking some berries to clean them. You can tell, you were the only one talking, tsu'tey might be silent, but he wasn't talking at all. You look up and you can see that he was different. He was looking at you seriously, his pupils were dilated, his posture was straight, his ears were up and so was his tail. You could notice that his breathing was agitated, and although his look seemed to be one of discomfort… you knew it was not. It was one more of lust, you could see how he was swallowing hard. “Tsu'tey?” you speak softly, getting her attention.

“What's wrong with you? Are you ok?” you ask, tsu'tey doesn't answer you, and keeps looking at you. Analyzing your whole body, your scent was ambushing him. It was too strong for him, too sweet. And now with your new outfit you were not helping him. “Why do you smell like that?” says tsu'tey in a serious tone. You grow more nervous, closing your legs out of instinct. The look on tsu'tey's face at this moment was intimidating, but not in the bad way. “I have a bad smell?” you begin to smell your hand, as you watch tsu'tey approach you. Placing his hands on the ground of the branch, leaning a little over you. To now be much closer to you. “Don't do it” tsu'tey places his hand on your knee, moving it to the side. Causing your legs to spread for him. You watch as he closes his eyes, and sighs deeply. Your heart wanted to pound out of your chest, he was getting so much closer to you. “You have a scent…delicious” tsu'tey moves over your body, getting closer to your neck. Pressing his nose to your neck, breathing deeply. Words didn't come out of your mouth, you were surprised tsu'tey didn't use to behave like this with you. Well with anyone…and now he was almost on top of you. Balancing on his hands, sniffing your neck.

Tsu'tey felt so out of control, it was like he couldn't control what he was doing. He was feeling anxious, he wanted to know where that scent that was driving him crazy was coming from. Slowly moving down as he sniffed your skin, down your chest until he reached your breasts. Breathing hard again, to continue, the only thing you could do was to stay still. -T-tsu” your voice is interrupted when you see that tsu'tey had already reached your lower belly, stopping for a moment. At this moment tsu'tey was crouched over you, very close to his goal. He gave you a quick glance, and if you had to be realistic his look was one of hunger. As if no one could stop him, though you didn't plan to. Tsu'tey wouldn't get that far, would he. It was then, when he decided to go a little lower. First you thought he was going to smell one of your thighs. But you were wrong, when he went down he parked his face completely in your clothed cunt.

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Your eyes widen in surprise, as you feel him breathing much harder than before. In a quick movement you move your foot towards tsu'tey's face and kick him in the face. This makes him move away. “What the hell is wrong with you?” you yell at him, this is all taking you by surprise. You liked tsu'tey but no one has ever behaved like this before. “What's wrong? I'm just sniffing you” speaks tsu'tey caressing his face a little bit. “What for? And why are you sniffing me…there” you close your legs slowly, but you see how tsu'tey stops you. “Don't close your legs…this is where that rich smell is coming from” tsu'tey says, laughing playfully. “Oh my god, no no” you close your legs tightly. “You're talking about the smell of my parts?” you were more concerned now. “I'm talking about your whole scent, I've never smelled someone with this scent before. No na'vi woman has a scent like this…it's exciting” tsu'tey speaks a little excited. You had never seen him like this, he looked like someone else. He was still very close to you, now he had come completely over you. You were looking up, observing his whole body attitude.

“I have noticed that when I am close to you…or when I touch you” tsu'tey lowers his voice, raising his hand to now touch your thigh, caressing your exposed skin a little. “I can notice how the smell gets stronger…and I love that” tsu'tey lowers his face, moving closer to your face. You push him back, causing tsu'tey to sit back down. You were so embarrassed, tsu'tey was talking about the excitement you felt towards him, like it was nothing. You wanted to bury yourself alive, you were getting so nervous, you didn't know what to say or do to him. “Tsu'tey…but you must not approach him like that. You must ask” you looked down, tsu'tey was looking at you playfully. He is silent for a moment, seeing how you are a little nervous. Squeezing your legs together so nothing would come out. “So…could I smell you a little? “tsu'tey asks. You knew that the attitude tsutey was showing was something without mischief, something he wasn't doing on purpose. It was instinctive on his part.

“I don't know what to tell you…we barely know each other, and yes I really like you” you try to change what you just said but there was a lot going on right now. “I mean…we should wait, yeah?you know what I mean?” you try to make him understand you, it's not like you didn't want tsu'tey between your legs. But it was still too early for that. “Ok… but can I be closer to you?” asks tsu'tey again. You nod with your face, watching as he moves closer to now be literally glued next to you. His tail began to dig into your waist, and he kept looking at you.

Oh my gosh…where have you gotten to. You had to explain to tsu'tey that personal space in humans is much more important than he thinks.

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You lose some, you win some [ReaderxGeneralHux]

Ren tries to humiliate Hux in front of you by revealing an embarrassing detail. It gives you an idea Ren did not intend and Hux did not dare to dream of.

The bridge is busy, lots of shouting, lots of rushing. You do your best to stay calm and somehow manage ten lines of communication at once. It feels like you’re barely blinking while you basically attack the screen in front of you with command after command. You don’t lift your head for most of the time and only acknowledge information shouted your way with a nod or occasionally a thumbs up if it came from across the room.

You’re second in command on the bridge, after General Hux. Well, if you count Snoke and Ren, maybe fourth? That also does not account for Phasma…First Order ranks are obscure. Practically, it means, either way, that when Hux isn’t here, you’re the one who oversees the bridge. You would also argue that you’re doing a lot more than overseeing. Other than the aloof General, you are actually hands on. Which is what earned you the respect of the other officers – sometimes to Hux’ annoyance, because even when he is on the bridge, officers tend to talk to you first anyway.

Ren, on the other hand, finds it amusing. He does not explicitly appreciate you, but he also never has thrown you against a wall…or questioned your standing. To put it differently: he values your commitment that has the welcome side effect of pissing Hux off by proxy.

It made it ever more puzzling to him when he realized that you were not disrespecting Hux but flirting with him. Well, what started at teasing, turned into flirting. Because your body’s reaction to Hux shooting you an exasperated look made you realize that you like nothing more than for him to be worked up because of you.

Hux realized that recently as well and plays into it, you are sure of it. For him, what started as being agitated turned into being aroused. At least that’s what his flushed cheeks and Ren’s eyerolls insinuated.

Even though it was something you are excited to achieve, you don’t really know how to handle it. Hux and you are now more or less openly flirting with each other, but don’t talk outside of work at all or ever were alone with each other.

Today, Ren gives you the final push when he obviously intended the absolute opposite to happen.

It happens when you finally look up from your screen after what surely has to be at least two hours. You do so, because Hux approaches to tell you: “They found the outpost.”

You turn to him: “Thank fuck.”

“Language.”

“My apologies, General.”

The corners of his mouth twitch.

Before either of you can say anything else, Ren comes storming in.

“Why wasn’t I informed?!”

Irritated, Hux looks at him: “Weren’t you chasing that sand rat?”

“Careful.” Ren walks right up to him. They stare each other down. You enjoy the tension for a long moment before you defuse it by telling him: “We just got the confirmation, Sir. Noone is to approach before you give the order or fly there yourself.”

Surprisingly, he barely seems to register your words.

Instead, he keeps his eyes on Hux. Then they dart to you for a second and back to the General whose face suddenly contorts in discomfort.

“Out…of my head, Ren!”

“What are you so desperately trying to hide? A little inappropriate dream or…oh my!” He starts to grin.

“Don’t you dare!” Hux points at him.

“Would you please tell me what’s going on?” You throw your hands up, irritated that they engage in this pissing contest instead of focusing on the mission.

“Gladly.” Ren smiles brightly and turns to you.

“Ren!” Hux’ warning has absolutely no effect on him, and he goes on: “The General hasn’t made any advances because…how do I put it?”

“Ren!” Hux shouts, now sounding actually desperate.

“He is seriously worried an encounter would end…prematurely.”

You mouth falls open.

Aghast, Hux stares at Ren. And then terrified at you.

The three of you stand in silence for a long, very long, moment. Ren clearly relishing it. Hux obviously loathing it. You, however, have a picture in your head so explicit and obscene that it makes you flinch.

Satisfied with the situation he created, Ren gives you a nod and then simply leaves for the hangar.

“I-, I-“ Hux looks at you, back on the floor, and back at you. “Please excuse me.” He says and basically sprints to the exit of the bridge.

You have to blink several times until the realization catches up to you, leaving you flabbergasted.

“Good gods.” You whisper shout at no one in particular.

Shaking your head, trying to get rid of the phantasy this information evoked, you turn back to your screen.

“Everything alright, Lieutenant?” An officer calls from the next workstation.

You honestly don’t know how to answer that and simply give him a tightlipped smile before telling him: “Make sure that Ren doesn’t go rogue but has some fighters accompanying him.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

You stare at the requests piling up on your virtual desk. Some of them, you would have to talk to Hux about. Well, you planned on asking him about as soon as he arrived on the bridge…

You cannot, you simply cannot shake the idea that popped into your head. Even after your shift, or rather especially then, you think about it. About Hux under you. About him desperately panting, trying his best to hold it off, really trying…but it’s just too much for him, and-

After pacing for exactly one minute, you grab your datapad and request Hux to come to your quarters. You considered showing up at his, but this way it leaves him the dignity of coming over on his own accord. He could ignore it. He could just delete the request and see you tomorrow on the bridge, put his stern face back on and pretend that nothing happened.

To your delight, however, he arrives at your quarters shortly thereafter.

You take a deep breath and let the door slide open. Visibly nervous, Hux stands right on the other side, having a hard time to look you in the eyes.

You gesture for him to come in and he walks past you. You notice how tightly he has his hands clutched behind his back.

After you locked the door, he speaks up: “Listen-“

“Is it true? What Ren said.” You interrupt.

Hux’ lets out a choked noise and averts eye contact once again.

Somewhat nervous yourself, you walk up to him. You give him another second to compose himself and maybe come up with a lie, but he doesn’t.

Not touching him, you lean in and murmur: “It is, isn’t it?”

Hux shivers. You smile to yourself and lean even closer. So close that he can feel your breath when you add: “Tell me. I’d like to know.”

“Why?” His voice is barely a whisper, and he has to clear his throat. “Why would you want to know that? To humiliate me? To have something to-“

You kiss the side of his neck. Your lips just barely ghosting over his skin. Hux gulps. Slowly, you trail kisses up to his jaw. When you’re close to his lips, you lean back to tell him: “Because it turns me on, that’s why.”

His eyes widen in disbelieve: “What?”

“I think you heard me just fine.”

“I…what?” He sounds like his brain just short-circuited.

You purse your lips, waiting for him to process what you told him. To actually react.

Hands suddenly clasping your face, he does. With a groan, he smashes his lips onto yours.

You breathe out a surprised oh! and then kiss him back.

Letting your hands wander all over Hux, you pry his mouth open to push your tongue into his mouth. He welcomes it with another groan and pulls you closer, flush against his body.

“Stars…fuck…” He mumbles between kisses, making you restless in his arms.

Panting, you tell him: “Bedroom is that way.” As you walk him in that direction. More than willingly, he follows your lead.

As soon as you have him sat on your bed, you start to open his jacket and urge him to strip. His uniform pants, however, you make him keep on by grabbing his hand when he goes for his belt.

Confused, he looks at you.

“Ever since…all I could think about the rest of the day is…” You bite your bottom lip and take off your top instead of finishing your sentence.

Hux drags his eyes over your chest, lingering on your bra.

Without further ado, you straddle him, immediately feeling his hard-on press against your crotch. He inhales sharply at the added pressure and claws into your hips. Grinding down on him, you put your hand on the side of his face and kiss him deeply. He bucks up into you, and you sigh at his dick rubbing against your clit through your pants.

You reach down and palm his dick as you bite his bottom lip. He moans and scratches down your back before grabbing your tits. You squeeze his dick, making him curse loudly.

“Language.” You whisper with a smirk.

“Fuck off.” Hux replies and kisses you greedily.

You open your mouth and let him take charge of the kiss, tilting your head the way he moves it gently by grabbing your chin.

When you find the tip of his dick pressing against the fabric and run your thumb over it, he inhales sharply. “I- do you actually want-“ He stammers, making sounds more delicious than you could have ever daydreamed.

“Yes.” You tell him, widely turned on and surely drenching wet.

“Good gods…” He breathes out and moves his hips to meet the strokes of your hand.

While he bites into the soft skin of your chest to muffle his moans, you go back to grinding down on him, dragging your clothed cunt over his twitching shaft. It offers you at least a little relief and you cannot help but let out one or two moans yourself.

“Shit…I-please…” He looks up at you. “I can’t, I have to, please…”

“Go on.” You murmur and move your hips faster as you snake your arms around him, resting one hand on the back of his neck to keep him close, devouring him with hungry kisses.

“Fuck…” Now he bites into your bottom lip, quite hard.

Then he tenses and grunts and stop thrusting up against you.

You roll your hips a few more times before you still and lean your cheek against his temple while he catches his breath.

Then you scoot back a bit so that you can look down and see the wet spot in his pants. It makes you clench around nothing, intoxicated by what just happened.

Leaning his forehead against your chest, Hux lets out a chuckle. You smile and run your fingers through his hair.

“This is certainly one way to be intimate for the first time.” He tells you.

After a pause, he leans back to be able to look at you. His eyes are glazed over and his pupils still wide. You smile at him and press another gentle kiss to his lips.

“I cannot wait for Ren to see this the next time he probes into my brain.”

You raise an eyebrow.

“I mean, no! Not like that! I just mean that now…”

You laugh and stroke his cheek: “It’s fine. But don’t let him see what we’ll do the rest of the night.”

“You want me to stay over?”

“You want to leave?”

“No! Of course not, I-“

“Armitage Hux…it is confusingly arousing when you’re stumbling over your words.”

“Really?” “Oh yeah.”

“I can certainly keep that up.” He kisses your neck and then adds: “I really need to take off my pants now though.”

“Speaking of. How do you plan on getting back to your quarters tomorrow? Walk the base with cum-stained pants?”

Hux grins: “Looks like I will have to stay forever.”

“How terrible!”

He pushes you over and lays down on top of you, his hand wandering towards your crotch.

“Truly an awful fate.”

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My dearest friend @kjs-s sent in this little request, and I will ALWAYS write for you sweetie.

I: Intimacy and L: Location

I: Intimacy

Armitage is a complex character. Beneath his commanding presence and a strong sense of authority lies a softer, more vulnerable side that he only reveals to those he trusts deeply. Despite his reluctance to embrace sentimentality, he finds himself opening up and confessing his deepest feelings in moments of intimacy with someone he cares about.

This softer side of Armitage is never explicit or overt, it is more along the lines of tender gazes or the gentle touch of his hand as he passes you. Even when he's being dominant, there's an underlying warmth and affection in his actions that betray his true feelings.

While Armitage may not consider himself a romantic in the traditional sense, the intimacy he shares with his partner is profound and meaningful to him as he does not share this kind of bond with anyone else. In these moments, in the dark of the bedroom, he lets down his guard and expresses his deepest emotions, revealing a depth that goes beyond the mask of General he wears.

L: Location

Though he relished the thrill of spontaneity and the thrill of pressing you against walls or over counters, there was a special intimacy (and a whole lot of safety) that only the bed could offer. Here, with the plush comfort beneath you, and the door firmly locked, Armitage can fully immerse himself in the moment without the distraction of discomfort or constraint.

Joining you on the bed, his movements were unhurried yet purposeful, his gaze never straying from yours as he seeks to convey the depth of his desire. And when he finally envelopes you in his arms, drawing you close in a tender embrace, it was as if the world outside ceases to exist, leaving only the two of you in a cocoon of warmth and intimacy that he does not want anyone else to know about.

For Armitage, your shared bed is more than just a physical space—it is a sanctuary where he can let go of his inhibitions and allow himself to be truly vulnerable with you.

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i need fanart of adaine and fabian in this pose Right This Second

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I truly enjoy how much Animorphs is like “here are our young heroes, each with a distinctive trope to fill in the group!” And then it makes you watch how the pressure of each person’s role grinds them to dust. And also they have homework.