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[brushes-of-sage]

Also I suddenly need to read some TFP Megatron & Ratchet fics - the familiarity between them is too obvious not to be explored

[mysticalsoot]

im on my hands and knees begging and pleading for any spare wilbur in a Tshirt pics

please

it's a desert out here

send them in the asks or put them in reblogs I do not care where-

[the-better-psychic]

ooc: suppressing the violent urge to make a Neil or Stephen acc rn-

[ilivelikeimtrying]

My take but if Mikey were to ever get a partner in the future I really do believe that all of his older siblings would get very in his space of overprotective.... except for Leo.

I mean, c'mon we've seen how supportive he is of Mikey, and he's like his hypeman as well as the other way around. He'd threaten the person a little sure, and embarrass Mikey because Siblings™, but as long as Mikey's happy it's not his business to intervene.

So Mikey would keep his relationship a secret but either he would tell only Leo (because it's safe and responsible for someone to know where you're actually going) or Leo's the only one who catches on to the act and promises to keep it quiet for extra desert after dinner.

Not saying Leo wouldn't grill the guy, 'course he would that's still his little brother after all, but he wouldn't be as bad as the others and he definitely would be the coolest about it. He knows Mikey can handle himself but if he dangled the person over shark infested waters for a bit while gathering all the information he needed on them that's between Leo and them.

When the others learn of the partner or finally find out Mikey has a secret partner, Leo would defs join the hunt and grilling/the shovel talk for the heck of it, but then totally call the others out on their behaviour and admit he knew but then have Mikey's back and is just doing this cuz he thinks it's kinda funny.

[haveihitanerve]

okay the sound quality is literal shit-

but wholy fuck i adore this video.

[cwarscars]

(( the temptation to commission, like, two hundred pieces of art of heid for my birthday is overwhelming ))

[seoulshine]

[just-miru]

passes the out

[ladyshinga]

Doctors should snark at each other more, be a bit mean. Not for no reason, mind you. But if five doctors blow me off about symptoms and doctor number six FINALLY runs actual tests and gets a diagnosis, I think it should be Doctor Six's right to call up the other five and tell them they're lazy pieces of shit. That should be socially encouraged. Those first five doctors clearly can't listen to patients, but maybe another doctor might finally get to them.

[ugartecoco]

the transition im crying

[chicagoeggwhisperer]

If King Charles dies on or before March 25th, 2024, he will technically be the shortest-reigning king in English history.

Anyway, like to charge, reblog to cast.

[rainbowangel110]

It would be funny yes

manifesting

[faeriekit]

"This fic was ai generated—" Cool, so lemme block you real quick

[stuckinapril]

“you should be at the club” Brother I should literally be sent to the seaside for my health

[cwarscars]

"are you expecting me to beg for my life now?"

BETRAYAL LINERS

"hm" he scoffs "have you ever?"

and honestly - heidegger would be disappointed were the man to do so. to see the 'great sephiroth' falter, to have him whimper like a normal man would when held at the mercy of a blade's edge. regardless of tension; the warmonger holds his position, keeps his blade poised and his eyes ahead. eyes dead on sephiroth, expression a frown.

the other is tough - tougher and stronger than any SOLDIER he's ever seen before. truly a marvel (truly one of hojo's experiments). he holds that gaze for a few seconds longer, basks in the darkness that surrounds them - the thick air of tension that holds the two of them steady.

after a second, the darkness is null.

strobe lights flicker on - the simulation surrounding them twisting into the mechanisms of the training machine. heidegger backing slightly, though never dropping his sword. he may not have won (may not have even been close to) but this hadn't been a fight, it had been a spar. and the other’s power had been immeasurable. a strange sort of danger that had heidegger feeling as though he were a young man again. the battle had gotten his heart pumping and his muscles trembling - he’d be taking his medication after this. he’d be rueing the fact he has to. 

a training session between an aging ex-soldier and the man to take his place as a 'hero'. could sephiroth take wutai for shinra? the subtlest of smiles teases the corner of heidegger's lip. of course he could.

"your skill with the masamune-" though heidegger's words are complimentary, his tone retains the same bluntness as the edge of his greatsword. he nods; no end to his sentence, his expression enough.

a moment passes; the door clinking open behind him - the shouts of employees telling them what they’d already know (that the simulation is finished). before they leave, heidegger looks toward sephiroth with a nod & the look of a thinking man. 

“i hope that you’re ready for war.”