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chrisbangs · 2 years ago
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Bang Chan 특 (S-Class) FANCAM — 230602
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badolmen · 1 year ago
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WARNING 18+
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hinamie · 4 months ago
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mentor
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tadfools · 1 year ago
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You guys are commenting on the fics you read right? You’re at least leaving kudos on the Astarion smut and the pairs that have less than 20 fics for them too? You’re bookmarking stories you really like that are still being updated and ones that haven’t been touched in over a year right?
You know that even the smallest interactions are like cocaine to fic writers right? You understand how important a string of emoji hearts left behind on a chapter at three am is right?? Right????
You’re treating AO3 like a community and not a content factory….right?
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withswords · 1 year ago
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my girl is like 9/11 she's got a body count of around 3000 and people act like i am supposed to be really upset about it
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gabichanwrites · 5 months ago
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Just realized that if only Poseidon went straight to Ithaca and asked for Odysseus, Penelope could do the biggest gamble of them all and get one of the suitors in SUCH DEEP SHIT.
Poseidon: "Odysseus of Ithaca! Tell me this instant where is this mortal who dared to hurt my son and try to lie about his name!
Penelope: ...
Suitors: ....
Penelope: *stops weaving*
Penelope: *pointing right at Antonius* There he is! This one is Odysseus, my husband and king of Ithaca! Please don't sink us, almighty god of the sea!
Antonius: What? I'm not Odysseus, I--
Penelope: Of course he would say that! He's a liar!
Poseidon: *has no reason to not believe her, wipes him out effortlessly*
Then Odysseus comes back like "It's me, Penelope! Your husband!"
Penelope: "No, you're not. From now on your name is Agamemnon the Greater and the new lover I marry to make king."
Odysseus: *grumbling* why after Agamemnon though...
AND HOW WOULD POSEIDON EVER KNOW?!
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fuckinart · 2 months ago
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can you imagine
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turtleblogatlast · 6 months ago
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“…humming a tune.”
I am very unwell about alternate Leo.
(Song: 'Dream Sweet in Sea Major' by Miracle Musical)
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smallpwbbles · 17 days ago
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TODAY
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frenchublog · 9 months ago
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bananafire11 · 15 days ago
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Can you imagine if Wretched Jax and Carnival Jax could get along and become great friends? Or would the two of them fight until one died?
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No, they wouldn't get along. Also, unless ive missed some lore, im pretty sure the carnival AIs cant exactly die so... wretched's got an annoying rat to deal with now /lhj
Less srs and more silly doodles below
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chloesimaginationthings · 10 months ago
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Who would win: FNAF rabbit virus or one sleepy boy?
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Yeah
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hinamie · 2 months ago
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sidelong
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cuntylestat · 6 months ago
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[lestat voice] siri play wuthering heights by kate bush from my louis playlist on spotify
(youtube)
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kettlefire · 5 months ago
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Not so Different. (DcxDp)
The stunned silence was louder than the rest of the gala had been. Every single pair of eyes were wide with shock, fear, and even concern. The last sound to have left the patrons was scattered gasps at the reveal.
It was meant to be simple. A new up and coming technological company had put all their savings into this. A huge gala to show of the reason the world needed their technology. Needed their help.
No one believed it. Truly, who could have? A large group of men and women dressed purely in white suits, spouting about the threats of ghosts. It was insane and impossible.
Many of the big names that attended today only came for publicity. The notoriety that came with having been there when this company crashed and burned in one night.
It's the only reason Bruce Wayne was even among the crowd. Accompanied by Oliver Queen and his own son, Dick Grayson. As much as Bruce hadn't wanted to be here, he knew his reputation was important to keep up.
That was until two agents stepped out onto a stage they had at the back of the large room. A thick curtain had kept the sight behind it completely hidden from the patrons. Until the moment was right. That was when the thick curtain had suddenly been ripped back, as a third man took a microphone and began to explain.
But his words fell on deaf ears. Especially for the three secret vigilantes in the crowd. Not a single person could tear their gaze away from the cage that now stood in full view.
It wasn't the cage that had everyone enraptured. No, it was the glowing creature curled up in the center of it. No, not a creature. It was a boy. Still baby faced and youthful. Too young to be in a cage.
A high-tech muzzle was securely wrapped tightly against the boy's mouth. His knees pulled tight to his chest, one arm wrapped around them. His other hand pressed tight against the muzzle, seeming to almost be trying to keep it in place.
The boy's toxic green eyes were wide, filled with a clear intensity of pain and terror. There were old tear stains on his cheeks, quickly being replenished with fresh tears. His messy, bright white hair fell into his face. The boy looked both like he wanted to look away, but also like he couldn't. Like he couldn't risk not seeing the threat coming.
It didn't take a genius to see the boy was in pain. Human or not, this went beyond inhumane treat. Making minds racing with thoughts of what else these people had done to the poor boy.
Bruce knew in this moment that this company had just caught the attention of Batman. Based on the look in Oliver's eyes, they also just collected the wrath of the Justice League as well. Bruce hadn't even needed to look at Dick to know he was on the same page.
It went unnoticed by any other patrons. All the focus was glued on the stage, on the lecture and caged boy. No one noticed when Bruce Wayne slipped his phone of his pocket. When he hit a singular speed dial as he turned away from the show. He brought his phone to his ear as he silently signaled his trusted allies to keep an eye on it.
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