#she hasn't done anything wrong!
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before-it-felt-like-a-sin · 5 months ago
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Shauna calling Lottie sweetie lives rent free in my head. Shauna filling the makeshift tub with water for Nat lives rent free in my head. Shauna tucking her daughter's stuffed animal into bed with her lives rent free in my head. I love you Shauna.
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ventique18 · 1 year ago
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> This is... Black Scale Castle!
> This is Hornton's home..!
They're rushing to get the egg to Maleficia. Lilia's SO DESPERATE because he says HE HAS TO GET TO MELEANOR. HE HAS TO. Baul's telling him that it's a suicide mission to do so, but Lilia won't listen. UNTIL A BRIGHT LIGHT PIERCES THE SKIES.
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Lilia: "This is... Don't tell me, this light!"
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Soldier B: "Witch! You're still fighting even after that attack?"
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Soldier B: "Dark magic completely enveloping the skies, pure black thorns blocking off any chance of escape... This is exactly what an evil tyrant would do!"
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Soldier C: "There's no way we could coexist with a monster like that. We will definitely take that thing down here!"
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Knight of Dawn: "Just where did we go wrong? If only we could understand each other, if only we could compromise... Maybe we could have seen a future together."
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"But I... This path we took..."
"We've hurt each other, lost too many friends... We've reached the point of no return."
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"I will not ask for forgiveness. But, allow me this dream.
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"Fae and humans. A world where all races can laugh together. One day it will not be just a dream... It will come true."
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froxythedumb · 2 years ago
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WDYM you dont like Kesha's fursona.
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we-love-morioh-cho · 8 months ago
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me on my bullshit
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althaeaofficinalis · 2 years ago
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girl. you came in here and immediately started using mind control and illusion magic to torment people in their dreams, manipulate people into killing people, manipulate someone into your arms, and to take away people's free will. yeah idk that's gonna make people think you're bad
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shinyvibrava · 1 year ago
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why in the world did avery predstrogen get nuked off the face of the website but that one freak that's running a pedo and bestiality ring got their blog back and is still happily posting with not so much as a slap on the wrist
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fanfic-lover-girl · 9 days ago
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Apathy towards Estelle Blofis
Am I the only one who just doesn't care about Estelle??
I mean I love fics about Percy and his family (mortal and immortal) but I feel strangely annoyed when I see Estelle.
I think it's because I want to see Percy as a little brother, not a big brother. Also, I think I just vibe with siblings who have a smaller age gap.
Also, it could be that I find it so "unfair" that Percy's father figures have ranged from questionable to outright evil while Estelle gets to grow up with Sally at her best and a great dude like Paul (I know enough about this man to know he is a gem among men. Why couldn't he have been Percy's stepdad from the beginning!?).
I know Percy adores his baby sis but I don't. I just don't like seeing her in post HOO fics.
I don't hate innocent kids so don't come after me, please.
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wellthatschaotic · 9 months ago
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neurotypicals are so frustrating,, i keep forgetting that "can you do x" means "go do x"
#yesterday i was At Work#i opened alone (we are so fucking understaffed)#at like 945 (coworker came in at 10) these two women-#who until now have done NOTHING managery. they have walked around and talked to each other and asked questions#come up and in a pissy voice like um why hasn't group started#i say i'm the only one back here#'well can't you start ONE group?'#no...im the only one back here#'can you start individuals?' yeah i'll ask [host lead]#(annoyed voice) 'um why do you have to ask her?' because i'm not a lead so she's in charge?#(angry voice) well WE are GENERAL MANAGERS and we are TELLING YOU to do SOMETHING like START INDIVIDUALS#like. chill i am literally just some guy and i am the only guy back here#i also feel its worth noting that apparently since they caught me in the hallway they assumed i hadn't been doing anything#when in reality i hadnt sat down since i got to work. all i did was doing things. there is more to my job than Watch Dogs. especially when#im the only guy doing any of the anything#and i couldnt start individuals immediately because i had to do spot cleans. because i prioritized Not Letting Dogs Sit In Their Own Shit#before dog getting some playtime#like. yes i am a Lower Level Employee. yes i havent worked here that long. but i have worked here longer than you#and im gonna take a wild guess that i care about the dogs more than you#also worth noting that i got no breaks that day (if you work a 6+ hour shift you get a 30 and a 15 at my work)#so i sat down for a total of 5 minutes and that was to take a piss#for context. i worked 7 hours. 6:15am to 1:15pm.#so i have a Bad Feeling about these new general managers. really hope im wrong and this is a one-off thing but. ohhhhh boy
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spybiote · 1 year ago
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do you care for her????
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thirstyforbettertwilight · 14 hours ago
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Edward, fuming at Bella for thinking he regrets saving her life: How could she think I regret saving her life?! I've acted weird and ignored her for a month! Not to mention, I broke my promise of explaining things to her in exchange for going along with the story of how I was able to save her from the van!
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daxite · 3 months ago
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i don't hate ian flynn's writing by any means, but i'm legitimately getting so sick of how blatantly biased he is against amy and how her character is suffering for it because god forbid she have any sort of charm or silliness, or acknowledge the feats she's had in previous games
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babacontainsmultitudes · 4 months ago
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Okay so I'm only 6 episodes into w.bg so needless to say I have absolutely no idea what to expect regarding the actual narrative arc of the show, but one thing I can say for certain is that Mike Walters is definitely a Character who makes Decisions.
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yourgoldennotebook · 6 months ago
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i am astonished by how many people either don't remember or don't care that blake lively and ryan reynolds got married on a plantation. but ok, they're funny and beautiful so it's fine!
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omniblades-and-stars · 8 months ago
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Holding on to hell?
Fellow Zaeed appreciator you are. You sniffed a Shaeed one out! I wrote a little microstory to this effect a bit ago and then I was like ... fuck that's good, I need to explore both the way dying changed Shepard and made her feel alien to much of her previous life, and how I think Zaeed Massani is actually a really fucking good mirror for that. (Plus I'm obsessed, alright?)
Anyways, in a post destroy ending, Zaeed and Shepard just kind of gravitate towards each other but haven't actually talked about whatever is going on between them. Despite living together. Cause I'm a messy bitch who likes messy bitch things.
Shepard pushed the front door open, but kicked her shoes against the metal frame plate, trying in vain to knock enough mud off of them to make a difference before she stepped inside. She tossed the keys to the ATV at Zaeed, who caught them with ease, and sat down on the little step stool propped up across from the door.
"That boy's in love with you," he remarked so matter-of-factly she thought it sounded like he was giving her the weather forecast. It was a balmy seventy-three degrees outside, with a forty percent chance of rain, and Kaidan Alenko was in love with her.
Shepard paused her efforts to get free of her mud caked boots and looked up at him. A flicker of grief passed over tired eyes before she looked back down at her sopping wet laces. Briefly, she considered tying them back up and going back out on the four-wheeler. The wind whipping through her hair and the leaves stinging at her face as she tore through the narrow trails was almost enough to distract her from the dark clouds and rolling thunder that ate up all of the thoughts in her head, replacing them with horrible, twisted specters and vivid memories that smelled like blood and acrid smoke.
Still, one by one she pulled the laces free of the hook eyelets. "No, he's not," she said, finally breaking the silence. "He's in love with the Commander who got an obituary and a twenty-one gun salute. He thinks now that he's done his grieving everything just goes back the way it was." As though they had even been together long enough to build some sort of "normal".
Grief twisted itself up into a horrid knot in her gut with the passing of every second and turned into something more palpable - the bitter taste of anger on her tongue. How dare Alenko just drop in on her like that? That was the whole point of going to the middle of fucking nowhere, so people were disinclined to just pop on by like a neighbor asking for a cup of sugar. The day had started off good, she had even fooled herself into believing she might scrape through the night without a waking nightmare. Her luck couldn't be that good though. Not when the whole fucking galaxy felt like it owned little pieces of her.
Like she was some sort of fucked up, living, breathing timeshare.
One boot came free and slammed into the wall next to the front door, leaving a muddy print behind. It's companion followed immediately after, propelled by the fury hiding beneath the carefully schooled neutrality on her face. She wasn't fooling either of them.
It built up, and she felt like she could scream and rant and destroy everything she had and then some. It passed in a matter of seconds, a feeling she should have been used to by now. Like a candle suddenly guttering out in the wind, all that were left was wisps of smoke, and the feeling like she was melting wax. Her shoulders fell and she dropped her face in her hands as short-lived rage gave way to exhaustion. "That Shepard stayed dead."
The Shepard she was, the one stuck in a body rebuilt by terrorists and then sort of rebuilt again by military doctors working with nowhere near the technology or time as the first time, was tainted by Hell. She was a fire-blackened carcass covered in cloned and grafted skin, stuck back together with donor parts, and held in place by what remained of her fancy cybernetics that hadn't been utterly destroyed in the destruction of the Citadel.
She wondered then, as she often did, if there was even anything of the original Shepard left.
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girlivealwaysbean · 1 year ago
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i don't want to meet with my bestie for lunch but idk how to cancel
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repressionrepresentation · 8 months ago
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fuck all louis, armand and especially lestat, claudia should be able to permanently kill all of them and eat that seamstress out who is on her period
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