#but i won’t stop
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dragonnnfly · 2 years ago
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Httyd + AO3 notes
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citrussam513 · 5 months ago
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Headcrabs would be terrifying irl but in the games they are pretty cute. I can see why Kleiner kept one as a pet
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fabioquartararhoe · 1 year ago
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me if watching videos of dr. spencer reid was a job
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bottomvalerius · 2 years ago
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I just keep singing “I’m serving cunt tonight—RIP the pusssyyyYYEEAAAH”
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painfullystupib · 1 year ago
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:D
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many such cases
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wolfythewitch · 10 months ago
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Jon sketch
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trialsofthedas · 2 months ago
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Rook: *sneaking in through their window after a night at the villa*
Viago: *turning in their chair and flicking the light on* You want to tell me where you've been all night?
Rook: I was out with Teia?
Teia: *turning in their chair* Wanna try again?
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just been þiŋkin’ ’bout narrative interacting wiþ politics⁓
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bloomeng · 4 months ago
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Damian wanted a magical weapon and instead got a magical animal guardian </3
gonna get ahead of the curve and acknowledge this before it gets pointed out yes I’m aware that I chose outs at different stages of their lives but a) I refuse to draw Jon aged up mostly bc they sucked out all his individuality and b) I have other plans for Damian’s traditional Robin suit that he wears in Supersons. The outfit I gave Damian here is to match the rough timeline I’ve drawn his family in. I’m waggling my finger, it was on purpose so I better not see any gripes.
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aanthonyvb · 2 months ago
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Status: Divorce era ended
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shelfperson · 7 months ago
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my thing with claudia and lestat is that to say he never loved her breaks the tragedy. the Point was never that either one if her parents didn’t love her— it was that they didn’t love her enough. the Point is that love without loving action is fucking useless.
in the final scene, where claudia looks into lestat’s eyes as she burns. it isn’t a tragedy because lestat doesn’t care, he obviously does. and he loves her enough to bear witness, horrified into silence.
and yet he wastes precious breath on defiant jokes, or defending his dignity when his family is beaten and crippled beside him. he loves her enough to let her say her peace but not enough to apologize. he loves her enough to weep once she’s gone but not enough to save her.
so you love her. good for you. so what.
[edit: i rant some more about claudia in the notes]
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sweatervest-obsessed · 5 months ago
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Y/n: see how Garcia brought the shots back to the table?
Prentiss: very thoughtful.
JJ: very demure.
Morgan: what the fuck—
*hotch arrives*
Garcia: see how Hotch was late?
Prentiss: not very mindful.
Reid: not demure.
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lazylittledragon · 1 year ago
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did somebody say dadkarios
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thetorturedlovergirl · 1 month ago
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When I’m in a cunty pose competition but the third doctor comes through the door
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devil-in-hiding · 2 months ago
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nono tell usss
You are forcing my hand because.. old man alpha!price who has long since given up on the thought of a mate
enter my favorite reader, assistant omega reader who fills Price’s dull grey point of view into vibrant colors, their sent of fresh honey mixed with hibiscus has ingrained itself into his senses, and his whole team and their entire unit really is so shocked to see Price actually.. courting?
And when it inevitably ends up with you wrapped around him in his sheets, hands fisting his hair as he splits you open, the small breathy “daddy” lost in the chant of “alpha” stands out above all else, flat lining his train of thought as his hips stutter
“John? W-What-“
“Say it again.”
“Al-“
“No. You know what to call me.” It’s a growl, his scent engulfing the room as his knot swells, forcing a strangled gasp of “Daddy!” to make its way past your lips, before a wail as he sinks his teeth into the flesh of your shoulder, a breath away from your scent gland, slamming his hips into yours
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sweet-shut-eye · 6 months ago
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His breath on the back of my neck
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