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searchingwardrobes · 2 years ago
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It's hilarious to me when people comment that my Once Upon a Time fics don't make sense (time travel, realm jumping, timelines, magic). Look, Karen, the show didn't make sense half the time. What do you want from me?
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mostly-funnytwittertweets · 3 months ago
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oautincorrectquotes · 1 year ago
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Belle: I can't believe you assassinated the King!
Rumple: Well, 'assassinated' implies it was politically motivated. I killed him because he was a dick, so technically I murdered him
Belle: That's not better!
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lalixlizzie · 10 months ago
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Regina to Sidney: Emma Swan is going to be a problem. I can't stand her, she's going to take my son away from me.
Meanwhile Emma: *writing and kicking her feet in the air* Dear Diary, Regina smiled at me today.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 months ago
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I came here for the silly haha doodles, but I've stayed for the absolutely blazing commentary in the tags. Your analysis of this story is so so so good! Thanks for all the work and thought you put into this!
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I am just a silly little comics blog. I am not hiding anything in the tags, no way. Never.
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a-faekindagirl · 1 year ago
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Someone: "Captain Swan vs. Swanfire was a love triangle!"
Me: *looking around*
Me: "Is...is the triangle in the room with us right now?!"
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nondelphic · 6 months ago
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writing tips: showing difficult emotions through body language
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doubt:
eyes shifting side to side, never fully meeting anyone’s gaze
hand hovering over an object or decision, hesitant to commit
lips pressing into a thin line, then releasing in a small sigh
weight shifting from one foot to the other, as if uncertain of where to stand
a furrowed brow, as if searching for answers internally
voice trailing off mid-sentence, leaving thoughts unfinished
fingers tracing patterns on the nearest surface, distractedly
shame:
head lowering, eyes cast down as if trying to hide
shoulders curling inward, trying to make oneself smaller
cheeks flushing, a deep red spreading across the face
hands fidgeting, fingers twisting together or picking at nails
avoiding mirrors or reflections, unable to face oneself
voice dropping to a near whisper, barely audible
a quick glance upward, followed by a swift look away
envy:
eyes narrowing slightly as they watch someone else’s success
jaw clenching momentarily, then relaxing in a forced smile
hands gripping the arms of a chair or crossed tightly over the chest
a quick, bitter laugh that doesn���t reach the eyes
lips pressing together in a thin line, holding back words
head tilting slightly, a strained nod of agreement
a flicker of tension in the shoulders before they’re squared
confidence (subtle, quiet confidence):
a small, calm smile that never fades, even in challenging situations
maintaining steady, unwavering eye contact without it feeling confrontational
hands resting lightly on a table or clasped calmly in front of them
a slow, deliberate pace in movements, no rush, no hesitation
voice steady, with a measured cadence that commands attention
head held at a neutral angle, neither too high nor low, just balanced
a slight lean forward when speaking, engaging but not overbearing
stress:
fingers rubbing at the temples or massaging the back of the neck
a tight jaw, with teeth clenched just enough to be noticeable
shallow breaths, a faint rise and fall of the chest as if trying to keep control
hands running through hair, pulling slightly at the roots
pacing back and forth, never staying still for too long
shoulders hunched slightly forward, as if carrying an invisible weight
a distracted, far-off look in the eyes, even when someone is talking to them
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liskobot · 5 months ago
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once had a follower ask to be set up with someone- only to afterwards say the experience was not great
thought it would be very funny if that could happen with the bishops
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pinkantihistamine · 6 days ago
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OUAT is found family in that they keep finding out everyone is in the same damn family tree
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ibetittering · 7 days ago
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It's embarrassing how long the text took
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dragonpyre · 8 months ago
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Psych au where everything’s the same but Shawn and Gus are early early twenties and Gus is in college but Shawn keeps dragging him out of lectures and internships to solve crimes.
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Inquisition: I spend three hours in the Hinterlands fighting bears for their leather to make new armor and weapons for my companions while tracking down every landmark for the Saga of Tyrdda Bright-Axe, Avvar-Mother. My party is Blackwall, Vivienne, and Cole. I'm exhausted. I think to myself, "I miss my man." With one last bear, I finally have enough materials.
I go back to Skyhold, but the armor/weapons and the war table missions can wait. I rush into Cullen's office. I press him for updates, and he asks me if he should be worried about the cake Sera gave him [he should], and I tell him he needs to take a break.
I take in the view as I wait for him. He arrives, and in front of all the Inquisition scouts, soldiers, and the Maker Himself, we kiss. I am content, I am satisfied. Can't wait to do it again.
Veilguard: I spend what feels like three hours fighting that damn forgotten one dragon in Necropolis that I'm clearly under-leveled for but keep trying to kill out of spite. Taash and Emmrich are in my party. I'm exhausted. I think to myself, "I miss my man." We finally kill the dragon, and as we leave, Taash and Emmrich bicker about something that I'm tuning out.
I go back to the Lighthouse. Companions have quests for me, but they can wait. I rush up the stairs and break into a sprint as I burst through the doors, dart across the courtyard to the dining hall. I find Lucanis in his pantry. He's sitting on his bed with a cup of coffee in hand.
As I approach, he lifts his head to look deeply into my eyes, and he says to me:
"I think we're getting low on onions again."
Tears well up as I realize there's no affection to be had. I leave the pantry, leave the dining hall, and go hug Assan for the 2547th time.
I didn't think it was possible to feel so touch-starved while playing a dragon age game, and yet, here I am.
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mostly-funnytwittertweets · 5 months ago
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oautincorrectquotes · 1 year ago
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Rumple: Don't worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve.
Belle: I think you mean cards.
Rumple, pulling knives out of his sleeves: No, I do not.
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adhd-chaos-queen · 5 months ago
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ADHD is developing the plot for an entire book while zoned out and daydreaming and then getting so immersed in it that you spend the next week developing characters, their traits, places, development, twists and turns and just hoping the creativity holds up and you'll get to finish it.
(I spend approx 5 hours making character moodboards today)
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punkeropercyjackson · 28 days ago
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How i look with he/they and 'afrolatino' in my bio
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