#but i am fantasizing about it.
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tortoisesshells · 1 year ago
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Made-up fic title: Unreliable Forecast
the urge to say this is the post-CotBP/pre-DMC sailing-through-a-hurricane-works-about-as-well-as-you'd-expect character study fic for James Norrington is strong, but - holy shit! two cakes! meme aside - other pens than mine have already written that much better than I ever could.
I think it would have to be a slice of life fic about Mansion House post S2. Just - the details of life. Laundry, meals, bandages. All the mundane things that still need minding as the events of 1863 force everyone's eyes and minds elsewhere - I guess it would be how our favorite hospital denizens cope with waiting for the spinning coin of history to fall one way or the other in early July of 1863?
send me a made-up fic title and i’ll tell you what i would write to go with it!
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girls-online · 6 months ago
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kind of obsessed with how the increasing bucktommy fandom divide—exacerbated by the influx of new, post-buck-coming-out, overwhelmingly team tommy, fans—has introduced eddie haters into the fandom in ways we have never seen before. there are headcanons and fics wishing on his downfall, and in some cases his death, plotting to reinscribe christopher as bucktommy’s child. this is delicious to me. eddie diaz, you are now a villain. you are a hot girl. you are the template. they are tuning in to watch you suffer and fumble when real ones know that you will rise from the ashes of this cheating storyline like your dead wife did and remind everyone who you are. you are that bitch. you are my baby. you are now one of my elite employees. eddie girls rise 🆙 we are so back…
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shinynewmemories · 2 months ago
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Katniss in her Pre-Peeta Era: " Being out in the woods with Gale . . . sometimes I was actually happy. " Also Katniss (in the cave with Peeta):
" 'And right when your song ended, I knew— just like your mother — I was a goner,' Peeta says. 'Then for the next eleven years, I tried to work up the nerve to talk to you.' 'Without success,' I add. 'Without success. So, in a way, my name being drawn in the reaping was a real piece of luck,' says Peeta. For a moment, I’m almost foolishly happy [...] " Also Katniss (in bed with Peeta):
" 'You didn’t have any nightmares last night,' he says. He’s right. For the first time in ages I’ve slept through the night. 'I had a dream, though,' I say, thinking back. 'I was following a mockingjay through the woods. For a long time. It was Rue, really. I mean, when it sang, it had her voice.' 'Where did she take you?' he says, brushing my hair off my forehead. 'I don’t know. We never arrived,' I say. 'But I felt happy.' " Also Katniss (in love with Peeta):
" As I drift off, I try to imagine that world, somewhere in the future, with no Games, no Capitol. A place like the meadow in the song I sang to Rue as she died. Where Peeta’s child could be safe. [...] When I wake, I have a brief, delicious feeling of happiness that is somehow connected with Peeta. "
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ijustloveobeymeok · 17 days ago
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I need fanart of this. Please tag me if anyone ever decides to draw this.
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hguhie · 6 months ago
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the day i realized i was butch4butch and not a bi trans man and suddenly realized “oh, i don’t like my men girly. i like my women manly” truly felt like this
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breelandwalker · 2 months ago
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Me: -checking my inbox after being sick all week-
Rando In My Inbox: OMG LAY OFF THE POLITICS AND STICK TO WITCHCRAFT, YOU'RE A WITCH BLOG NOT A POLITICO, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THE COMPLEXITIES OF-.....
Me, already blocking and reporting: Welp. Found the fascist trollbot. Or a straight up eejit. Either way. Byeeee.
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dykesbites · 2 months ago
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aureentuluva70 · 2 months ago
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I have legit never wanted to murder a fictional character more than I want to murder Kemen right now
I want to see that coward BLEEDING DEAD ON THE GROUND. VALAR HAVE MERCY ON MY ENEMIES CAUSE I WON'T
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suguwu · 5 months ago
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when aventurine masturbates—which he doesn't do often—he doesn't really think of anything. he just gets himself off with quick, almost perfunctory strokes. a means to an end.
then he meets you.
he still doesn't get himself off often, but there's a difference the next time he does. suddenly, you drift through his mind, and his strokes slow to something a little sweeter, a little more luxurious. he leans into the pleasure; lets it spark beneath his skin, kindling to flames. it's only for a moment, just a breath of indulgence, before he banishes the thought.
the time after that, though, he thinks of your tongue, wet and pink as it peeks out between your lips. he pushes into his own touch, his back arcing like a cathedral nave of muscle and bone. imagines that the pad of his thumb, wet with pre-cum, is the tip of your tongue lapping at his slit.
he cums hard.
after, he leans back into the opulence of his bed and stares at the ceiling. there's still pleasure dancing along his nerves, the quiet reverberation of a plucked string. he thinks of you curled up next to him, sweat glimmering on your skin like ocean spray, and rolls over with a groan.
you're going to ruin him.
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theklaud · 8 months ago
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the worst thing about crocheting a sweater is that now i crave to make more sweaters. why stop at one. my whole wardrobe can be sweaters that i made. the power is intoxicating
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david-tennant-in-chairs · 6 months ago
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The sweater says "collects comic books" and the face says "collects phone numbers"
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The Guardian Weekend (2006)
Transcript:
Hi, I'm David-in-my-pants," says the very boyish, handsome 34-year-old striding towards me, arm extended, wearing, as promised, his underpants. Perhaps the train journey from London to Cardiff was worth it after all.
"I just don't have the courage of my convictions about my fashion decisions-I think I need some guidance there," he adds in his charming Scottish accent, his eyes all characteristically puppyish and pleading. Yes, the trip is definitely worth it so far.
This fashion insecurity is a bit surprising, though, seeing as it comes from David Tennant, the tenth and latest Dr Who (he's in Cardiff filming the newseries) and, according to the Pink Paper, "the sexiest man in the universe" (Tennant claimed, sweetly, that he was "somewhat surprised" by that accolade.)
When playing the title role in the BBC's widely acclaimed Casanova, Tennant wore flouncy blouses with aplomb; and his outfit for Dr Who English tweeds paired with scruffy Converse - has already received plaudits from the fashion press. "It's not a million miles from what I usually wear," he says, "so I now have to be careful if people see me out and about looking too much like Dr. Who, that would be pretty naff."
The Converse were inspired by Tennant himself - he's been devoted to the brand for more than 20 years - so when I tell him that David Cameron wears them, too, he reels back into the sofa, aghast "No!" he whispers. "You`ve just ruined them for me.
He insists that becoming a recognised face has not changed his style, but has made him more conscious that he shouldn't wear something more than once because people comment on it. This, naturally, means constant wardrobe updates, which rather goes against a Presbyterian upbringing "that would never permit any conspicuous consumption."
Tennant's teenage years were a swamp of fashion mistakes, he says, citing in particular a pink jumper that we wore for years until someone told him that it was, well, terrible. And at 15 he sported a paisley shirt, skinny tie and cropped jacket combo that "properly expressed myself" - unfortunately, his tracksuit-wearing peers disagreed and punched him in the face. "Yeah, that didn't work out too well."
He is, he says repeatedly, not a shopper. "I do that typical male thing of finding one thing and doing it to death, like Paul Smith suits." He recently discovered H&M, he adds, enunciating each of the letters carefully, as if tentatively speaking in a new language. "Plain T-shirts for only a tuppence."
Yet despite all of this he seems at ease during the shoot. He particularly likes a tan jumper, which prompts him to stroke his hands over his chest in a most distracting manner. "I love this - what is it?"
Burberry, comes the answer.
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worrysomegus · 19 days ago
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your mind is so beautiful
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thecrimsonjaguar · 1 year ago
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alright, i scribbled this out with no references (hence why finn's car is blank oop) but like!!! Simon needs to move tf out of that display house i would go insane if i had to live in a house with unironic live laugh loves signs hanging everywhere. I came up with my idea of what place Simon should move into
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the main idea of this being simon getting a nice place for himself that's out of the way of foot traffic but is still clearly steeped in the love and presence of the people around him. It's an abandoned wizard tower because in my mind (and my heart) simon is still friends with the crabapple gang and they found this place for him. It's got weird magic probably soaked into the bricks so i don't have to explain how everything can fit inside one building.
Marcy's got a room and it's just got like, random crap that she brings over (she rarely stays there, she's got her own house but the room is still hers.) Finn was offered a room but he likes sleeping in the greenhouse. He got a hammock in there :)
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daftpatience · 9 months ago
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one thing I have learned about being poor is that you cannot for a moment stop thinking about it
#theres no peace#every little thing reminds me we are poor#seeing friends having electricity wifi heat food gas. it all costs money. and bills and fees and charges happen all the damn time#im constantly worried that i am measing up somehow or im not keeping track of my finances properly#the person handling our disability assistance application keeps coming back with question after question about my job#and i have so much doubt and fear that ive made some mistake in my answers that will disqualify us from support#and theres this sick backwards stupid thing where applying for and being on disability support is discouraging me from trying to make money#because the more i make the less likely we'll get support but i need to make money to live#its just fucked. and once we're on support i have to make monthly reports of my income so ill feel like im explaining myself all the fuckin#time#cus the system isnt built in a way that makes sense for self employed ppl who have business expenses to account for#sorry for the ranting i cant sleep#truly truly i think poverty is making me a worse persin#more anxious more resentful more jealous more miserable more spiteful#i have so little and there is so little i can do to help it#i want things in a more desparate and even childish way than i used to eant things#spend a lot more time fantasizing about magically having expendable income#not to mention the constant exponential guilt that comes from asking for help or recieving help. its guilt i need to unlearn but i feel it
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peaceshire · 1 year ago
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a very lucky clown~
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freakpit · 8 months ago
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david ward you will always be famous for your misery and your. autism.
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