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[formulanni]

Lando Norris as Death:

The Death card is a symbol of endings, rebirth, and transition. The thirteenth card of the major arcana comes at the end of one life phase and marks the beginning of another. This is a time of meaningful transformation.

This card also encourages you to welcome the emerging change with open arms and an open heart. As you move forward, do so with hope and trust. Trust in the wisdom of life’s cycles, knowing that even as one door closes, another opens, and the next phase holds the promise of new experiences, growth, and opportunities. Embrace the transformation, for it is through these cycles that we truly come alive.

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[raindragon-20]

Wolfstar Fluff Thought of the Day: Autumn, 1977. Their first flat.

Remus Lupin loves to nap. Specifically, he loves to nap in one of his ridiculously oversized, stretched-out, patterned V-neck sweaters, curled up on their couch, the sleeves swallowing his hands, the neckline just loose enough to slip over one shoulder.

And Sirius? Sirius physically cannot handle it.

Every single time he walks into the room and sees Remus soft and warm and so perfectly comfortable, something in him snaps. He peels off his own shirt, shoves himself under the sweater with Remus, and burrows in. Chest to chest, arms around his waist, face buried in the crook of Remus' neck. Stealing every ounce of warmth for himself.

Remus, without even opening an eye, sighs, wraps Sirius up in both sweater and arms, presses a sleepy kiss to his temple, and falls back asleep like this is completely normal behavior.

(Which, at this point, it is.)

Bonus: James Potter, who has technically had his key privileges revoked multiple times but still manages to waltz into their flat whenever he pleases, walks in, sees two people where there should be one, and just stares.

Then, after a beat, sighs heavily.

"Yeah, alright, it’s official. You two have officially fused."

Sirius, cracking open one smug gray eye, grins like the menace he is.

Remus? Still fast asleep. Because nothing, not even James Potter’s exasperated sighs, can wake him when he has Sirius curled into him, stealing both his warmth and his sweater.

[steelthroat]

Looking for idw soundop stuff on ao3 is tough because most of it is dark/violent and I mean... it makes sense but...

But I was looking for something else...

[itsthegirlinthebowtie]

aNaKiN aNd AhSoKA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[aaandbackstabbed]

Louie: I saw you buying flowers yesterday

Scrooge: they weren’t for Goldie

Louie: I didn’t say anything about aunt Goldie

Scrooge: …Good, just making sure

[izzymcglizzy]

:3c

just saw the vivinos post .

Hyuna there is no one like u we love u. Im ue biggest fan forever and ever

She definitely ate rocks as a kid.

[tigermolk]

Say syke.

[goldenpinof]

Did we know Dan had orthostatic hypertension, because this is brand new information to me???

i think we did??? didn't he "joke" about fainting after standing up before? i feel like he did. and i wasn't surprised when he mentioned it, it made sense to me for some reason. but i didn't expect him to go into so much detail! i don't think he ever actually talked about it.

[c-tepx]

random midnight thought

lae'zel and laios would (kinda) get along. laios is, as much as a big dork he is, is also a pretty skilled warrior. plus I feel like lae'zel would be impressed with the whole "i wanna eat monsters" thing because it's efficient (and badass)

laios would be so fucking obsessed with her being a githyanki. lae'zel likes to brag about being superior so it's a win win

but it would probably end when laios would try and cook githyanki egg for breakfast.

[girlcum-cumdump]

You're 5ft??? Wtf, I barely even need to push you down, you're already gock sucking height???

I know it’s crazy how I was literally built to serve and please 💕💕💕

[thatlonelycactus]

Crowley was 100% besties with the renaissance thinkers. He and DaVinci were always talking about some kind of invention or painting or just making fun of people, Michelangelo let him in on all the hidden meanings in his paintings and they’d always complain to each other about their bosses, and him and Galileo talked about the stars. In fact, it was his friendship with Crowley that solidified his belief in the heliocentric model of the solar system.

Aziraphale fraternized with the Enlightenment thinkers. He discussed morals and ethics and philosophy with Kant and Rousseau, Locke and Voltaire. Unlike Crowley with the renaissance figures a couple centuries beforehand, Aziraphale shared very little of his angelic wisdom. Partially because he didn’t want to but also because everytime he’d talk with any of them they would beg him not to. This resulted in, whenever they said something completely wrong, Aziraphale trying to hide a sly smile, failing completely and having a cup of tea thrown at his head. Very pleasant.

At the start of the 20th century, Aziraphale found himself surrounded by the likes of Joyce, Woolf and Wilde. He enjoyed it immensely. Who wouldn’t? This is how he got many of his first editions from the period. Whilst he and Wilde were very close, he probably spent the most time with Woolf. Whilst modernist literature was never his favourite period, he loved the writing of Woolf, many of her shorter works he read prior to them being published, were some of the most beautiful works of prose he’d ever read. He thought that Crowley might like Huxley’s works if he liked to read but he didn’t so Aziraphale never tried to convince him to but he always keeps an extra copy of Brave New World in his bookshop just in case (it’s signed too).

Later on in the century, Crowley befriended the men whose names most people only ever expect to hear used from time to time in a science lesson but never truly understand who they were or what it was that they actually discovered. Einstein, Schrödinger, Doppler, if they changed the science world, Crowley knew them. He had a good time with them, providing little “what if”s and queries that would stop them in their tracks. Most of them initially thought he was pretty, how to put it, stupid, at first, I mean if anyone saw they way he looked at the maths they did tragedy think he was pretty brainless too despite the fact he was only trying to figure out why they had done all that maths to get a simple answer. But his value was quickly realised because, unlike his companion, Crowley was much happier to give little pieces of information he learnt during the creation of the universe.

Sorry for my rambling. Also Aziraphale and Sappho were definitely friends and he still has full copies of her poems in the back of his bookshop but he’s not gonna tell anyone about that.

[the2amshitposts]

I would like to post my official anti Maddie speech because I used to think you're cool ms Maddie girl but you're like a total botch and your hatters were right burn in whatever hell league of legends has no rip for you ms soulless ginger

XOXO your newest hater

[requiemforthestars]

My totally niche Veilguard fear is that, due to the choices not mattering and not being able to have a meaningful impact, for the Divine/Mage stuff they're just going to have a Codex entry that goes "Divine Victoria (undetermined) was assassinated in 9:48 Dragon after her politics after the Mage Rebellion (undetermined) caused upheaval and [Random Woman] was chosen as the new Divine and set everything back to the status quo". Like I can feel this happening in my fucking soul.

[obliviouskara]

i love the idea of listen and ask during sex. it doesn’t ruin the experience, on the contrary, this is actually super sexy. i mean just hearing

“Does this feel good?”

“How do you like it?”

“How do you want it?”

“Where do you need me?”

and watch the floodgates before you

[springtrapsspringlockedbussy]

Springtrap, walking into the kitchen: Nolan, could I borrow your gun? Please?

Nolan, eating a bowl of oatmeal: Uhmf.. Wmh?

Springtrap: Just please? It's an emergency!

Nolan, after swallowing a mouthful of oatmeal: ..Why?

Springtrap: There's a spider in our bedroom.

Nolan: Don't worry, I'll save you.

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Nolan, in the bedroom: Springy? That's a baby. It's not even big enough to do anything but scurry.

Springtrap, currently hiding behind Nolan and visibly shaking: I don't care! Just kill the damn thing! PLEASE!

Nolan: Okay, okay.. I'll just step on the thing.

Springtrap, visibly tearing up: Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you..

Nolan: Don't feel afraid. It's dead. It won't hurt you.

[his-tamine]

on this episode of: Spider being scared of absolutely nothing