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Amorcito corazón
Yo tengo tentación
De un beso
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frownyalfred · 19 days ago
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We’ve heard Nolan!Batman mock the Batman impersonators for wearing hockey pads and pretending to be him fighting crime, but have we considered the hilarity of Jason Todd as Red Hood running into one of those “impersonators” in the Narrows and just immediately cracking up, like fully bent over gasping for breath because some shithead from Gotham U wearing boxing gloves spray painted black just nodded at him and said “Hood” like that was how Batman normally greeted him instead of a pained inhale.
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raptorrobot · 1 year ago
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i feel like i'm fighting for my fucking life here
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aegann · 7 days ago
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Hades 2 fandom constantly driving me fucking crazy acting like there is only ever a single valid interpretation of every Greek myth (EXTREMELY untrue!!).
+ Supergiant are not even trying to be 100% accurate to actual mythology, they are literally doing their own thing! Let them fucking cook!
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cruel-hiraeth · 3 months ago
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yuuta is tailor-made for a gothic period romance…
those who don’t know him call him “gloomy” simply because he has eyes that appear to have witnessed horrors beyond human comprehension. he’s quiet, polite, and well-respected in the community, although there are murmurings about his late wife; the murky circumstances surrounding rika’s death follow him wherever he goes. some even say that her ghost still haunts him.
to you, however, he’s simply your new employer.
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danadiadea · 2 months ago
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framing greasy hair as inherently unhygienic is one of the most insane things I've seen in this fandom, and it's full of insane takes so it tells something. apparently, some people have never heard of different hair types?... have you even seen real people?
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lalizah · 3 months ago
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But also damn woman you just want me to incinerate my mans pls 😭
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So interesting tho that out of all the teams and their interactions, this one was slightly.... negative?
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asthedeathoflight · 6 months ago
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Theres smth about how Louis' whole narrative of Paris is in service of the climactic moment of Armand saving him at the trial, and the revelation that he didnt do that reveals that Louis' whole concept of who Armand is is on some level false, compared with the fact that when Armand starts telling Daniel about his history unprompted he chooses to introduce himself executing a vampire for violation of the great laws, and goes on to explain that the only person who had ever really loved him before Louis had abandoned him. Almost like maybe he thought Daniel would figure out what he did, and was trying to pre-emptively explain why he did it.
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captainshiloh · 2 months ago
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i don’t know i just think that the disconnect in this fandom between people who see ascension as the best ending for astarion and people with media literacy lies in the simple failure to understand that astarion’s motivation for damn near every single thing he does throughout the entire game, ESPECIALLY ascending, is fear
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nato-obenkrieger · 8 months ago
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emmie doodles + some riends because im crazy insane about her
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thealogie · 1 year ago
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Everyone please watch Mr and Mrs Smith I know it’s not morally ok to give Amazon the streams but we don’t get Donald Glover and Maya Erskine to be sickos together for one more season I’ll perish
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chaoortu · 29 days ago
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see i hate when people who do not write are like: "THERE'S NOOO WAY XYZ AO3 AUTHOR CAN WRITE THAT MANY WORDS IN A WEEK! NOT POSSIBLE" Buddy, do you know how far obsession can push an author??? I can write 1,000 words in fifteen minutes if I seriously push myself that means I can write a 100k fic in like 25 hours. In the year I've been posting fic I'm up to like 300,000 words or something, not including what is unposted in my google docs, not including the THREE NOVELS I WROTE LAST YEAR. Like to accuse??? Authors of either stealing or using AI when they're posting long works is a wild take to me. A good outline, determination, obsession, and experience can take any writer as far as they are willing to go. Jesus Christ.
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neonhellscape · 4 months ago
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The towering creature comprised primarily of metal spikes looks at you with its nine optics.
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chaos-of-the-abyss · 5 months ago
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when i say f.a. 503 for dior was the absolute worst year of anybody's life, i'm not exaggerating in the least. like could there be more objectively traumatic experiences? of course. but the utter stress that overtakes me at just the thought of finding myself in his position? the fucking executive and administrative and directorial problems i would have to deal with? the number of things that would be dependent on me to sort out? the sheer responsibility that would suddenly be on my shoulders? quite frankly i'm in awe of him for willingly stepping up to the task at all, to say nothing of how well he handled it with all the odds against him
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zimwy · 25 days ago
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they're at a party. some avengers thing, or maybe the hellfire gala--barnes hadn't been paying attention when his invitation was extended, affixed stare on steve's soft lips, wondering what they would've felt like on his neck. he's been efforting over the course of--god, nearly a year now--to pull on a thread he thought existed inside him, delicate and gossamer. did steve like men? more so: did steve like him?
he wasn't sure he'd call himself a man in the traditional sense--he was something more sinister and sweet at the same time, more like a walking dose of poison, something decidedly feminine slumbering in his heart he had no desire to try to understand.
but you looked at him and saw a man, typically.
normally, bucky hates these kind of galas. the winding halls with chiming, hanging glass, ocean blue statues standing sentinel at every hall junction, probably worth more than his entire life, were all so gaudy and excessive. normally, he'd find some corner to hide away in, eyeing a set of double doors, mapping out every nook and cranny to find cover if it went up in flames.
this time, bucky doesn't even entertain the idea of locking into soldier mode. not in the typical way, bunkered down in a trench, german bullets ripping over head. today, bucky and natalia have traded suits for the fun of it, the mystique of the unexpected: yeah, she'll like that, nat had said, adjusting the cut of his dress (though he wasn't sure who she was; emma?). sleek black in color, it opened at the back, lace hugging each end, a viewing port from the seam of bucky's spine to his neck. his hair, thick, gorgeous shoulder length curls has been pinned up against his head, ringlets framing his face. lets see those eyes, gorgeous, she'd joked, grinning.
he didn't have to tell natalia how he felt about steve. she already knew. maybe that's why she'd done this--to embarrass him, or force the truth out into the open. fuck it. he'll play along.
on the main floor, he sidles up to rogers whilst he's mid conversation, notes how awkward and stiff he is. the people he's talking to don't know him, or they don't recognize him behind the makeup and trussed curls and pretty dress; the prosthetic is carefully hidden behind an image inducer, appearing whole, the fleshy marks where the metal connected even obscure. his real arm loops steve's waist, and it's easy to play the bubbly one-too-many-cups-of-champagne trophy wife, giggling in a trained, feminized voice as he embellishes a truthful recount of steve saving his life. the details are vague and obscured, but the core is entirely honest.
he feels steve's entire diaphragm tense, one hand cinched at his hip, the other perched loosely around his chest. though the metal hand cannot feel the heat of his skin, it knows the weight of touch, the perception of it.
bucky gets the couple to leave. easy, no one likes bothering with someone shitfaced. they were all easy to read.
' lets get you some air. ' steve says, slowly. he always sucked at this kind of thing.
they circle up a winding staircase, and bucky only drops his grip when he realizes no one else is up here. sweet as always, steve pulls away with little force, gingerly prying bucky off of him. he approaches the edge of the balcony that overlooked this side room. bucky had already been up here--high ground was an ideal location for figuring out where your exits and entrances were, what paths to take in the event of an incident. they weren't just here for fun, but--
his heels tap-tap-tap at a fluid pace when he works up the courage to close the distance, his heart racing hard between the xylophone bridge of his ribcage. enough isolation for a bit of privacy, but anyone who looked straight up could see if they got too close to the rail. he decides he doesn't care anymore.
' i noticed nats wearing the suit, ' steve says, and bucky wonders if it was intentional, deflecting away from what had just happened. that hadn't been remotely necessary. bucky had done it to impose himself. ' you guys coordinate? '
bucky's bare shoulders lift and fall. the image inducer fails, soft-appearing skin snapping back into hard compounds, adamantium, vibranium. he never liked the inducers, finnicky tools. ' she thought it'd be funny. ' his voice drops to it's natural cadence for a moment. he doesn't mention the attire was meant to be provocative. easier than stripping down to some fine dress pants and nothing else. bare legs and stockings and heels and the tantalizing plunge over his chest and back--that worked a hell of a lot better, even on men who weren't particularly interested in men. especially them. suddenly it always mattered less that the pretty thing looking up at them wasn't what they knew as a woman.
once he's close enough to touch, he lays his natal hand against steve's strong, thick shoulder, massages at the muscle there. with heels, he almost meets steve's height, and is tall enough he can lean into his back, lips at the shell of his ear, breathy. ' come dance with me, tiger. '
@perditos
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sarah-yyy · 4 months ago
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Dear Sarah do you have any Asian drama recs? Current faves? I am bored over the holidays and there's so much I am overwhelmed...<3
these are what i’ve been watching recently:
1. under the skin - modern cdrama (police procedural), 2 completed seasons with a third to come hopefully - mc is a police sketch artist! the cases are all quite interesting! leans heavy on the bl, if that’s something you want to consider.
2. riverside code at qingming festival - period cdrama, still airing (we’re on ep 20 out of 26) - also heavy on the crime solving. interesting characters!
3. love is a poison - modern jdrama, completed - straight-laced lawyer/extrovert conman-turned-legal-assistant. cute watch! only 12 eps of about 25 min each so you’ll breeze through it
4. when the phone rings - modern kdrama, still airing (ep 8 out of 16) - wife gets kidnapped and steals kidnapper’s phone so she can blackmail her own husband. yeah. they’re both a little Unhinged, i love it.
5. divorce attorney shin - modern kdrama, completed - wholesome courtroom drama, a+++ characters, interesting cases. 12 eps in total so i also flew through this. one of my favourite shows this year!!
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