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#presented without comment#because i dont know what to say lmao#i mean this is almost exactly what i expected#but oof#Jason Todd#Bruce Wayne#dc#my post#i changed my mind#i have thoughts#doesnt this make him unable to even defend himself?#because that would spike his adrenaline#like someone tries to hurt him and he cant even fight back?#doesnt this mean he cant even get upset or angry even when it would be reasonable to do so because this would kick in?#oof oof oof
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tracker revealing to kristen that even while they were dating she had problems with how kristen's lack of ambition affected how she conducted her duties as a cleric but that she was too worried about being unsupportive so she didn't say anything the whole time 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀 OOF
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Boris could get away with absolutely anything
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"Growing up, not needing anything was the best way to get love.
You’re so independent, Edmundo, he could hear his mom say. You never need help, you never get sick, you get yourself up for work at 7am all by yourself. You get good grades and you don’t go out with women who aren’t any good and—and you’re the perfect fucking child.
You don’t need help."
WOOF.
As the only girl, introvered bookworm, never wanted to get in trouble, middle child of my family and only just now at near middle age figuring out my anxiety/ADHD brain, this hit SO fucking hard. SO hard. Thanks, OP, I hate it. 😭
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I forgot I had therapyyyyy I didn't have time for a nap!! i have homework and job stuff and chores and friends to do!!!
#OOF OOF OOF#AUGH I HATE ADULTHOOD SOMETIMES#WHY DOES EVERY TASK TAKE AN HOUR#I need my mental health daydream nappy time since I keep losing sleep over the same shit every night
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"tell me if you do something" but you'll be so upset and i don't want to upset you
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we married (u don’t have a say in this) 😍‼️
after searching for an ungodly long amount of time…
(i appreciate the comment, the effort, the love… i really do)
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From the looks of it, I think The Bad Batch S2 is going to overlap with the Mandalorian S3. You know what that means? I to need to look out for two families now and pray nothing bad happens to any of them.
#the mandalorian#the bad batch#the mandalorian s3#the bad batch season 2#din djarin#Grogu#grogu djarin#clone trooper wrecker#clone trooper echo#clone trooper tech#clone trooper hunter#clone trooper crosshair#Omega#omega fett#star wars#disney plus#disney+#oof oof oof#I hope both families have a good and happy final
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ergh i want to FINISH a DRAWING
#im so fucking tired lol#i had to come back from suffolk yesterday and then start an early shift today#oof oof oof#rory's ramblings
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Daemon's awfully quiet while the rest of them rage on, his eyes fixated on the map they'd spread across the table. He takes a deep breath, already knowing that they're not going to like what he's about to say. "They're brutes," he states, and can already feel eyes on him. "Savages. They're taking him across the sea, most likely to keep him as a slave." His teeth are gritted, but he talks about the matter as if the thought of those worms touching his child doesn't drive him mad.
Most likely to keep him as a slave.
Aemond wants to throw up. He can feel Rhaenyra's hand rubbing his shoulders in an attempt to soothe him, and he wants to snap at Daemon for talking such foolish words. Except he can't, because Aemond saw it all unfolding in front of him.
"We have our dragons," Aegon suggests. "We can attack them while they're still at sea, they won't be on guard!"
"That risks them hurting him."
Aemond recalls what happened two days ago. Daemon had sent him and Lucerys to town, with guards to settle some nonsense matter. One second Luke was laughing, actually laughing at a comment Aemond made, and then Aemond was paralyzed on the ground, the guards were dead and Luke…
Luke was being dragged across the plaza and into a carriage. One had grabbed him by the throat, another by the arms, by the hair. Their hands were everywhere, and in his paralyzed state, Aemond could hear Luke screaming. Screaming for help, screaming for Aemond.
Aemond runs out of the Council room and barely makes it to the halls before emptying his stomach on the floor.
— Everything Black, Ch. 5
The author regrets nothing.
#house of the dragon#aemond targaryen#lucerys velaryon#lucemond#fanfic#oof oof oof#they have a happy ending i swear
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god i'm bad at art
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I would not recommend him to a friend.
#iwishitwasnttrue#yepppp#bad kitty#oof oof oof#bruh why#it department#cat vs computer#cats#meow meow#comicstrip#daily funny#cartoon cat#draw stuff
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I think a lot about how Kassandra constantly references people she knew and seems to have a deep hidden sadness beneath her snarky nature in the Fated Encounter Crossover Story in Valhalla. It was the last time she had anyone to connect to, she literally had nothing else to cling to in the intervening years. And with no connections to make, what memories were there to hold dear? She could recall all the beautiful places she's been, the different cultures she's encountered, but ultimately what does any of that mean if you don't have a connection to it? It's just another time, another place, another face you'll pass and forget.
She carries on with no one to remember her, and those she does connect with in the future will die as well, leaving her memory a rumor of myth once more. All she has are these moments, these pockets of lifetimes spent with people she loves who are gone far too soon.
It's why she remembers those moments so well. Why she carries the grief so close to her even 1300 years later. Because she really hasn't had anyone else to share these memories with. It's also guilt she carries with her for every death she feels she could have prevented (i.e. Phoibe, Alexios).
From the wiki for Kassandra:
She didn't make friends, she barely made connections, and she just existed in between the moments of actual friendships and love. All of which were so very rare.
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🤤🤤🤤
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"I had friends but no longer see them. It's just me and now all my demons."
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❝ did they say how many are dead? ❞
— Bruce Ismay to Arthur Kirkland
Arthur was no stranger to death, nor to the harsh realities of sea voyages, and both were so intimately intertwined-- but it felt... different, this time.
He had involved himself in the aftermath of the sinking, not just as a retired Admiral and active foreign diplomat, but as England, and Arthur, too. He had lost friends and acquaintances, and the terror he'd felt for dear Noel had seized in his chest like a cold vice the moment he'd heard first news. (Jack, normally stalwart, had been beside himself with worry.)
He made himself look Mr. Ismay in the eye, his own green gaze reflecting genuine concern and sorrow. Arthur knew what he was asking--he wouldn't condescend and bandy about with excuses about 'exact numbers'. One simply didn't ask how many were dead if one was after cold statistics. (Not usually.)
After a brief moment, where Arthur could chose his words and tone, he answered:
"There are roughly 700 survivors, Mr. Ismay." Out of a total of 2,240 passengers and crew.
It was a blunt answer for a blunt question, but he had tried to deliver it plainly and with respect. It was all that could really be done.
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