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familyofpaladins · 4 months ago
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so theres this story where after a series of adventures and saving the world a team of heroes has to once again save the world (the whole universe actually), but in order to do so they have to go around and collect multiple colorful stones. However in order to actually be able to correct the universe, it turns out that one of them will have to give their life in order to do so. Two of the heroes ending up physically fighting each other to stop the other from sacrificing themself. Eventually one of them manages to trap the other from being able to move, and is able to sacrifice themself.
Am I talking about Lego Monkie Kid season 5 or Avengers Endgame?
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lunellum · 9 months ago
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Always an unsettling moment when I turn my headphones on halfway through a working day and I hear that familiar tape recorder click of a Magnus Archives episode already playing
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rivilu · 5 months ago
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Also aside from being sick I've been dabbling in V rising so if I disappear for extended lengths of time. That's why
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takeshitakyuuto · 1 year ago
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people assuming that im a steven universe fan after i spout off a bunch of fun facts about gems when in reality its because i read the case files of jeweler richard
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doodlinglina · 3 months ago
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On vacay, but have some cutesifyed ship art of the common ships I see in this fandom. Still trying to figure out the Bishops' mortal designs, but having fun with them so far (especially Leshy)! Tbh figuring out ANYONE'S design besides Narinder and Lamb lmao. Practice makes perfect.
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scripted-downfall · 9 months ago
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It's kinda bitterly amusing that Jenny's boyfriend and Charlotte's husband are both played by Jeff. Ted really is cursed to relive past events; tgwdlm is just him vibing in the background as Charlotte simps over her husband who just happens to look and (from Ted's perspective of Andy) act the same as the last dude he thinks the woman he loves chose over him
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he's got a type
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nonsensefool · 1 year ago
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ghost--queer · 6 months ago
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Watching ANW on peacock and I got not one but TWO commercials with dropout cast members??? A car commercial with Raph and a popcorn commercial with Kimia?
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corvussei · 9 months ago
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Robot Alfred.... robot Alfred being found and fixed up by Ivan....
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penultimate-step · 9 months ago
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that character meta essay I just reblogged has made me very suddenly realize that two of my all time favorite characters could be described with "young girls who are cheerful and optimistic about the depressing world they live in, not because they have any illusions about it but because they see all the world's suffering and carry forward a determination to succeed anyway, inspiring the people around them, and also their name is Ruby."
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kestrel-wish · 1 year ago
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Why is it whenever I notice a silly little similarity in something I feel the need to share it immediately.
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frecklystars · 1 month ago
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oh...
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go-rocksquadsfan · 2 months ago
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Me when the animanga antagonists/villains are gay and in love
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impawsiblecat · 7 months ago
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100 days of Deathduo!
Haunted Mirror AU part 2!
I'm so sorry I forgot to upload yesterday oopsie! In my defense I was eepy.
    Clover goes to the kitchen to get salt first, sprinting past the living room. She grabs the can of salt, and takes a deep breath, steeling herself as she walks into the living room. She holds the can out in front of her like pepper spray, and when she gets near the mirror, she places a circle of salt around her. If she focuses hard enough, she can hear a faint noise coming from the mirror that sounds like laughter, and so she chooses not to focus too hard. Slowly, slowly, she looks up in the mirror, once again choosing to focus on the border instead of the center. The figure is there again, and Clover takes a deep breath and puts on a fake smile. 
    Before Clover can say anything, she hears the faint laughter again, and the voice speaks. “What are you doing?” The figure says quietly. Clover has to strain her ears in order to hear it. She freezes again. Why would she decide talking to a ghost was a good idea? 
    “Oh me? I’m just… uh, seasoning the floor!” Clover says, her voice fake and cheery. Is this what being in customer service is like? Clover once again hears the faint laughter, and she feels unsettled. Laughter is never a good thing in horror movies, does this mean she is going to die? Her last words better not be about seasoning the floor. 
    “Like soup? Are you saying the floor is soup?” Clover pauses at the question. Oh no, does the ghost like soup? Is Clover gonna be turned into soup and mixed with the floorboards? Would that be considered cannibalism by the ghost? Oh no, she is gonna die and be cannibalized as soup by the ghost.
    “I don’t taste good!” Clover blurts out. “I don’t go well with floorboards. Or salt.” The room goes silent, leaving Clover to feel extremely awkward in the silence. The spirit has seemed to disappear from the corner of her vision, sending a spike of fear down her spine. Has she angered the ghost?
    Too soon, she hears the familiar sound of faint laughter, and the figure once again shows up into the mirror, continuing to laugh. The ghost speaks again, their muffled voice still amused. “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to leave, you just broke my concentration! I’m not gonna eat you. Or kill you. Probably.” They say, and Clover once again pauses at the last word, leading to another round of giggles. “I’m kidding! If I kill you it won’t be on purpose, don’t worry.” 
    Clover narrows her eyes, trying to see the ghost without looking at them. They have to be lying, right? Ghosts aren’t known for being truthful. Still, Clover untenses her shoulders a modicum amount when she hears the sentence. She speaks again, still trying to hide the fear in her voice. “Um. Can you leave, please?” She asks, trying to be polite to the spirit that is invading her house and scaring her out of her wits.
    The ghost giggles again. Its starting to not even be creepy anymore, just annoying. The muffled voice speaks once more. “If I could leave, perhaps I would, since you asked so nicely! But alas. The mirror is my cold, and dark prison, which sucks people in, never to be seen again!” They say ominously. Clover shivers, and takes a step backwards. The spirit laughs once again. “Don’t worry, you are fine. It only works when someone wishes to come in. If you would like to spend eternity in this mirror though, please, feel free!”
    Clover narrows her eyes at the border of the mirror that she is staring at. She can’t tell what the ghost’s plan is, or anything about it at all. “Right… so. How do I get you to leave the mirror then? It was my ancestors, you know. And so now it is mine. You aren’t even paying rent!” As soon as the words come out of her mouth, Clover feels the temperature drop a few degrees.
    “Yours? This mirror has never belonged to you. It has been my home for many, many generations. I have watched your great grandparents, your cousins, your entire family for centuries, Clover. Do not try to kick me out of my prison.” Clover freezes as she hears the icy tone of the spirit, and shudders when she hears her name, the tone so different from the giggles and lightheartedness that the spirit first responded with. 
    “I… I am sorry, spirit. I did not mean to offend you.” Clover says quietly. She had forgotten just what she was talking to. Shortly after, she hears the return of faint laughter, and the room gets slowly warmer. 
    “It is alright. Trust me, if I was able to pay rent, I would. But alas, I do not have a job. Or money. And also, I am not a spirit, or a ghost. At least as far as I know.” The… creature? Person? Says. It confuses Clover greatly.
    “Well then, what are you?” Clover asks, tilting her head.
    “That is a good question! I used to be human. But since I've been here I have not aged or died, so do I still count as a human? Maybe I am my own type of creature. Maybe I should call myself an Iceesen. Or a hum-Icee. See, it’s like human and Icee mixed together. It doesn’t really have the ring I’m looking for though…” The person-Icee? Says. “What do you think, Clover?”
    Clover listens in silence and confusion at the ramblings of Icee. “Um. I think you are probably still human. Just one that isn’t in the current space time continuum.”
    “Well. That’s boring. I want to be a cool supernatural creature.” Icee says, displeasure evident in their tone. At least, Clover thinks their name is Icee. It would be awkward to ask now, right? This has turned out to be a very strange day. “Ah, no matter. Maybe I could just pretend to have really cool superpowers. Hey Clover, do you know I can change the weather and also bring about the end of the world! These are definitely things I can do!” Icee says, cheerfully.
    Clover… cannot tell if Icee is joking. “Um. I don’t think I would recommend doing that.” She says. “So uh. If you can’t leave, what should I do with you?”
    “Guess you got a new roommate! Or, well, found out about one you already had. Sorry about the rent, I can repay you in not causing certain doom to you and your family.” Icee giggles. “Anyways, you have no idea how nice it is to actually be able to talk to someone. Everyone else just marked it off as coincidence. I’m surprised you noticed, to be honest. It took you long enough though.”
    Clover does not know what to do with that information. On one hand, she is still extremely wary of the not ghost trapped human, but on the other, that existence sounds so… lonely. “Um, yeah. No problem, Icee.” Oh please let that be the right name, it would be so incredibly awkward if it wasn’t.
    Luckily for Clover, Icee doesn’t seem to react badly to the name. She must have guessed correctly. In the mirror, she sees some sort of movement from Icee. This whole peripheral vision and muffled voice thing is extremely annoying, but to be honest Clover would have probably fainted of she had seen a full on person in the mirror instead of the wisp of a shadow. 
    “Now that you know of my existence Clover, we can do so many fun and human things together! Like, uh… maybe… well, the mirror kind of makes things hard to do, but I’m sure we can figure out something!” Icee’s voice sounds way too chipper, and to be honest Clover still has not processed everything that has happened.
    This is certainly going to be an… interesting experience.
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wispurring-moss · 6 months ago
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so was Adam already dead by the time Cain killed Abel? i'd always assumed that that tragedy happened earlier in their lives rather than later, but if Adam was the First human soul to enter heaven then either the murder happened after his (first) death OR good-boy favored-child Abel did something to land himself in hell instead & if so then where tf is he, i need to know suddenly 😂😂
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