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Percy heard the Oracle say that he's going to be betrayed by a friend, and he goes "Fuck you, my best friend Grover would NEVER do that he's my OG."
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mayhemforlace · 19 days ago
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You make fancy dishes, with names. I cook whatever I find in the pantry and hope no one dies.
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ourpearls · 6 months ago
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I just realized how sam took a deep breath and was clearly trying to calm himself down right before they dropped the season 3 teaser 🥹🥹 he was really really really nervous for us to see his rockstar lestat for the first time 😭
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scurvgirl · 1 year ago
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I don't get the "Gale is annoying" opinion. He's very sweet, very smart, and has been isolated for awhile. Dude is just excited to have more friends to be with, honestly. He's trying his best and he's so lovely. He has a passion for what he does - what isn't to love about that?
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sergle · 1 year ago
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Ah fuck ah shit we found a kitten again
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dude screaming his LUNGS out in front of some random building in lawton. literally just screaming as loud as possible. his plan to cry for help worked flawlessly.
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seokminfilm · 3 months ago
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light | jeon wonwoo
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pairing: jeon wonwoo x reader
warnings: non-idol au, friends to lovers, fluff, kissing, mentions of the beach, hugging (physical touch in general), wonwoo & reader are on a date (as platonic friends), (they're not platonic anymore), so fluffy dear god
now playing: light, wave to earth & apocalypse, cigarettes after sex
The salt air tickled your nose as your feet hit the sand, and Wonwoo walked quietly beside you, hands in his shorts pockets as he looked ahead of him. He smelled like faint cologne and sea salt, and his frames glinted in the shimmering moonlight as he looked over to you.
"Did you have fun?" His voice was deeper than the ocean stretching miles away in front of you, and you looked to him, nodding as you looked down at your sandles. "I did, Wonwoo. Thank you for all of it." 
Jeon Wonwoo and you were on a date—an official, planned out date, with a set time and place and everything. You two had been friends for a long time, and it was obvious that there was something between you, as stated by your mutual friends.
As friends, you had put off the date for a while, still hanging out as just the two of you did normally, even if people called it a date. You had finally had enough of your friends and their whining, and Wonwoo and you decided to go on an official date to appease the hungry crowd (that being your nosy friends).
Even though you and Wonwoo did what the two of you always do—walk around town, stop in shops to browse and buy, and finish your night at the beach while sharing some street food—it felt different, for some reason. The air between you two wasn't suffocating, but wasn't as light as it usually was. There was a weight in the air, one you could sense as you breathed silently beside your friend.
"The water feels so good." You say aloud, toes getting a splash of sea water as you slip them off. Wonwoo takes them in his hands, smiling at you as you wade out a little bit, letting water engulf your legs as drops of it stain your skirt.
The night sky sparkles with stars you never noticed during your nights with Wonwoo here, and the streetlights in the distance lit the sand farther away from you with a soft, inviting glow.
"Wonwoo, come on!" You wave out to him, and Wonwoo laughs nervously, eyes crinkling as he cracks a smile. "I don't want to get wet, [Y/N]. I just took a shower before we left my apartment." He frowns slightly, but you know he isn't actually sad.
"Wonwoo, please! It'll be fun! Plus, it feels good," You bargain, and Wonwoo sighs, laughing to himself as he places your sandals farther away from the rising tides. He slips off his shoes too, sighing as he places his glasses in his shoe before making his way into the ocean. He moves stiffly towards you, obviously not very elated to be in the water, but smiling because you look so happy in this moment.
You reach out to him, hands sliding up his hands and forearm as you pull him to you. He laughs at the impact, and you do too, stumbling at the tide's waves as your hair brushes the water a few inches below you.
Wonwoo's sharp gaze watches your expression change as the moonlight dances across the water, lighting up your back and appearing as if you have an aura around you. You look like an angel to Wonwoo, innocent and pure with nothing but love and goodness in you. It makes him nervous, how beautiful you look.
"Wonwoo?" You question, noticing how quiet he's gotten. He's still looking at you, dark eyes piercing yours as he smiles just slightly. "I'm sorry. You just look—" Your head tilts just slightly, hair falling across your shoulder as you look up at him with confused eyes. "I look?"
"You just look so pretty." Wonwoo says softly, and you blush, not hearing something like that come from Wonwoo's lips before. Your stomach filled with this warm, fuzzy feeling, and your eyes widened, taking all of Wonwoo in as he fell silent again.
The only sound that was between you was the constant wash of the waves against the shore and the crickets and other night insects and animals that may have been running around.
The air was warm and salty around you, quickly enveloping you in a warmness you hadn't felt before. Your body was warm with Wonwoo's touch, and you couldn't help but close your eyes, too in the moment to keep them open.
Wonwoo stared as you did so, lips pink and pretty as he did a double take. The feeling in his chest was getting hard to ignore, and he couldn't seem to think rationally as he stared at your droplet-dusted cheeks and damp hair. Before he knew it, his hands were wrapping around your waist and pulling you close to him, hugging you tight as he let out a sigh against you.
His nose was buried in your hair, and the sweet shampoo and salt mixed together to create this smell that comforted him and calmed him down, allowing him to think of what he wanted to do to you.
He wanted to kiss you, hold you against him as he told you he had loved you since you two had met in the coffee shop two years ago. Wonwoo wanted to let you know how special you were to him, and how important you were to who he was as a person.
Wonwoo was ready to love you, and he was hoping you would be ready to love him back.
"Wonwoo." You said gently, opening your eyes as you pulled back from him slightly. You were thinking the same things Wonwoo was at this moment in time, and it came easy to you as you leaned in, following Wonwoo's lead as his lips finally touched yours.
The kiss sent sparks through your body like fireworks, and you allowed yourself to bring your hands to Wonwoo's tousled hair as he sighed against you.
Time slowed, as if it stopped to watch this turning point in you and Wonwoo's relationship, cheering you on for making the move. Your whole body felt like it was made of sparkles, warm bursts of light that ran through your blood.
When you finally came to and pulled away, you and Wonwoo let out a breath in sync, both blushed and ragged from the kiss. Wonwoo's sharp eyes looked at you as he pressed his nose to you, and you took him in, hands in his as he opened his lips to speak.
"I love you. I've loved you ever since—" 
"Ever since we met at the coffee shop." You finish, and Wonwoo pauses, surpised as you laugh lightly. "I've loved you since then." You say, and Wonwoo smiles, hand cupping your cheek as he nods.
"Me too." He says simply, and the two of you go quiet again, lost for words as you stand in each other's embrace once again.
"I'm ready to love you, if you're ready to love me." You whisper, and Wonwoo pauses, breath stuck in his chest as he watches you. It's as if you took all the words from his mouth without trying. He couldn't speak, too overwhelmed by you to even function properly. It took everything in him to not kiss you again. 
He just nodded, a smile on his face as he slowly leaned in. His lips brushed against yours ever so lightly as he replied with a whisper just a few seconds later.
"I've been ready." 
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austinslounge · 6 months ago
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People Think We Like Austin Butler Because of THIS:
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But We Actually Like Austin Butler Because of THIS:
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🌸🌸🌸
❤️🥹
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sincericida · 2 months ago
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Sneak peek at RYAN REYNOLDS and ANDREW GARFIELD's "Actors on Actors" conversation, which goes live tomorrow at 8 a.m. PT across Variety's channels.
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royalarchivist · 4 months ago
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Guaxinim: Oi mãe.
Pac: What– [Laughs]
Guaxinim: Look at her massive bed!
Quel: [Laughs] Ay, man, I can't take this anymore–
Guaxinim: How can a thing this size take up so much space?
Pac: It's not possible, man.
Quel: [To Gris] Hello my little darling, you're so sweet, so beautiful!
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letsbesharkfriends · 2 months ago
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wait. hold on. wait a minute. I think I need a minute. I only just realised that after Luke said "let's get married" and they ended the scene, Tom said yes—as in yes, let's get married 😭
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supernaturalfreewill · 8 months ago
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Warnings: drunk adult of legal age lol "Okay, can you navigate the stairs?" Sam asked you, rushing to spot you as you charged forward toward your front porch.
"I'm not THAT drunk," you retorted, and quickly lost your balance on the second step.
"Whoa! Okay..." Sam caught you gently by the elbow and steadied you with another hand on the small of your back. "Let's just slow down a little, yeah?" he laughed, smiling down at you.
You were looking up at him with wide eyes. His were full of so many colors. You found it slightly dizzying. Or maybe that was the alcohol...
"You okay?" he asked, his brow furrowing down.
"Mmm," you nodded. "Sam. I have a secret..."
He laughed again and gently nudged you up the stairs and toward the front door. "You probably shouldn't tell me then," he replied.
You paused to dig around in your bag for your keys, biting your bottom lip. "Well—I mean, if you insist, I guess I could tell you." Your words were slightly slurred and Sam shook his head at you, cocking an eyebrow up.
"I didn't—but go on, I guess," he said, holding the door open when you finally managed to get the key in the lock and turn it. It was pretty clear that what he had to say mattered very little at the moment...
You waved him to come in but he only stood a little nervously on the mat as you dropped your purse and immediately began pulling off your shoes and your jacket. When you were done, you stepped close in front of him again and looked up at him. Sam's eyes flitted down to the soft pout of your lips. "You—you probably shouldn't tell me anything you consider a secret," he said quickly. "You're prettyyy drunk."
"But I want to tell you," you said, still staring up at him.
Sam gulped.
"Sammy—" A jolt of electricity zipped up his back when you said his name like that. You rarely called him 'Sammy'. "—you know, I've had a huge crush on you since the moment we met," you said. Your voice was breathy and low.
Sam gulped again. "Are you sure this isn't just the whiskey talking?"
You shook your head, looking slightly offended that he didn't believe you. "It's not the whiskey. It's true. And the longer I've known you—"
But Sam suddenly gently gripped your shoulders and interrupted you. "Y/N—I'm gonna stop you. You are drunk. And I don't want you to say something you might regret tomorrow."
You looked up at him and a perplexed expression muddled your face. "Why would I regret—"
"Just—trust me. Okay?" His heart was pounding. It took every bit of power he had to stop you from saying what it seemed like you'd been about to say. But he didn't want to hear it this way, with you foggy and fuzzy from a night at the bar and with him unable to feel right about grabbing you and kissing you, worried he'd be taking advantage... "But tomorrow, when you're sober, if you still want to tell me... I promise you I would be—beyond happy to hear it. But for now... goodnight. Drink some water, eat something, and get some sleep, okay? I'll check in with you tomorrow."
Prompt: "Mmmm I have a secret." / "You probably shouldn't tell me then." / "Oh geez, well... I mean... if you insist, I guess I could tell you." / "I didn't but go on, I guess..."
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stealthywing · 8 months ago
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He looks like an ice cream
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justjensenanddean · 9 months ago
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"This man is literally one of the sweetest, most humble and kind humans we’ve ever met, on top of being THE most handsome man ever." - christianemmanuelle
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daordinarylinchen · 5 months ago
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a quick sketch of zussman because I'm currently playing wwii🪖🪖
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thatsnoneofurdamnbiz · 6 months ago
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their friendship is absolutely everything to me ☹️💕
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joostpauze · 4 months ago
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Joost talking about Florida 2009 on Studio Brussel in 2022
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