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a-hazbin-spider · 1 month ago
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A small hum leaves the Doctor's throat as he held a cup of tea in his hand. pinky sticking out as he sipped at the beverage.
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He'd entered such a place after hearing they were in need of a working medic to help care for the people within this building.. he'd not expect the residents here being so rambunctious that there was an explosion on the regular.
So here he is, trying to keep a pounding headache from getting worse. @murdxrxfcrxws
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Angel thought that the need for some kind of doctor was bullshit. Not only are there few and far in between as far as residents go, but he’s been just fine patching himself up, ain’t nobody notice unless they see it. Does he really have to trust some know-it-all from who knows where to sniff out his business, to just touch him because he asks?
He looks like he keeps to himself at least, even if the latest shouting match looks like it did a number on him. Good, Angel thinks, better show him now, weed him out if it’s not to his taste. A flaky doctor? No thanks.
As it stands he’s lounging in the same area, boots dangling from the arm of a chair, he might be wrung out but he can put on a pretty brave face. This guy though… “Wow, y’look like shit ova’ there.”
That’s not exactly nice to say after about an hour of shared silence-
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enden-k · 6 months ago
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serving dinner
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mysterycitrus · 2 months ago
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if i didn’t do it, who would?
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ladygoatee · 4 months ago
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911bts · 3 months ago
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scoobydoodean · 25 days ago
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people who call castiel sam's best friend always confuse me because it certainly feels like he's like. 3rd on sam's list of friends (not including sam's family on the list). like. rowena/eileen (in whichever order pleases), then cas. and even then it doesnt feel like him and cas are that close? like. IM NOT SAYING THEY AREN'T FRIENDS I JUST AM LIKE. its definitely more friend of a friend vibes who sam also happens to get along with. you dont need to answer this i just keep stumbling on takes.
They didn't even get along at first. They fought in 4.07 and Sam didn't get to see Cas's softer side at the end of the episode like Dean did. In 4.16 they argued because Sam blamed Cas for Dean getting hurt. They nearly came to blows in 5.06 over Jesse and Dean had to play mediator. In 5.17 Cas indicates that he finds Sam annoying. Cas openly admits that he cares more about Dean in 6.03. In 6.10, they fight again (though with Cas realizing that Sam is not well and deciding to help). It would have been SO good to see their conflicts transition into begrudging respect and then care in a more organic way, but instead? Idk. It just feels more like the show tells us Sam and Cas are friends without ever really showing them getting there from how they started, so it never feels real. We see indications of begrudging respect in the car in 5.21, and in 6.12, Cas tries to give Sam a hug but is denied. Sam reaches out to Cas in 7.01 when Dean has despaired. But they hardly ever seem to really connect. It feels like there's an unspoken tension whether intentionally or not—like at the end of the day, they just kind of tolerate each other for Dean's sake, and they're okay with each other, but don't really care for each other all that much. I guess we know Sam is a little jealous of the trust Dean places in Cas (8.23). There's some suggestion Sam might have told Cas it was best he leave between season 9 and 10. Then there was the "It's not an 'it', Sam. It's Cas" incident.
I just think the show should have committed to Sam and Cas not really liking each other and then made them deal with it. It would have been fun! Sometimes I think it's fair to say maybe Cas and Sam love each other as family, but they don't like each other very much.
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leaving-grapefruitss · 6 months ago
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what i think the obey me boys smell like
lucifer: expensive cologne, wine and sleep deprivation
mammon: axe body spray and 4-in-1 (shampoo, body wash, toothpaste and motor oil)
levi: water
satan: old books, old spice
asmo: a bath and body works
beel: a drive thru
belphie: lavender pillow spray, essential oils
diavolo: aftershave, sandalwood
barbatos: chamomile tea, hand sanitiser and ginger
simeon: dove bar soap, that dark blue nivea body cream and fabric softener
solomon: dust
luke: baby powder, johnson’s body wash and granulated sugar
why have i spent time to think of this
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ayrennaranaaldmeri · 6 months ago
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My Sibling in Christ, Sunfyre would set YOU on fire if you told him he deserves a better rider.
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hotshotsxyz · 2 months ago
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hi abbie! from the prompt list: buddie, ” i miss you. i miss you so much it hurts." please?
(buddie) (656 words) i have, once again, taken this in what is almost certainly a different direction than intended
“Hey, Shan,” Eddie says softly.
The air is crisp and cold, unseasonably so for early November, but the sun shines bright against a cloudless blue sky. It’s a perfect day to spend outside, and a perfect day to have a conversation he should’ve had years ago.
Eddie brushes a few errant leaves from Shannon’s headstone then sits in the grass beside it.
“It’s been a while since I came here without Christopher. He—he’s so much like you, Shannon, you have no idea. But I…”
Eddie scrubs a hand down his face and sighs.
“I need to talk to you about something else. Tell you some things that I wish I’d figured out a little sooner. Things I wish I could’ve told you face to face.”
Eddie closes his eyes and tips his face toward the sun.
“I still don’t really know how to say any of it out loud, but I’m going to try,” he says.
A soft breeze blows through the cemetery, ghosting across Eddie’s face like a gentle caress. The corners of his lips tick into a small smile.
“I miss you,” he admits. “I miss you so much it hurts. But I… I think you were right.”
This is so much harder than he thought it would be, but every word comes a little easier than the last.
“We were kids when we met. The same age Christopher is now, can you believe that? And we were still kids when we had him. I don’t think either of us really got that at the time.”
Eddie pulls his knees to his chest and rests his folded arms on them.
“Neither of us had the chance to figure out who we would’ve been on our own. These last few months have been the first time I’ve ever even lived alone, you know? And I—I’ve finally realized that I’m not the person I’ve been trying to force myself to be.”
There’s a thread coming loose along one of the seams of Eddie’s jeans. He picks at it until another stitch pops free.
“I’ve been holding onto your ghost almost as long as I knew you, Shan. I think it’s about time I set both of us free.”
Eddie takes a shaky breath.
“I kept you on a pedestal, because if you were the one great love of my life then I wasn’t—”
His eyes begin to sting.
“I loved you so much, but not the way I thought I was supposed to. You were my best friend. Think that might be a thing for me,” he laughs wetly.
“I wish you could’ve met him for real. I think you’d’ve gotten along. And I… I wish we’d gotten the chance to be friends again. You probably would’ve told me to get my head out of my ass way sooner.”
A tear slips down his cheek, followed quickly by another.
“I’m gay,” Eddie says.
It’s the first time he’s ever said it out loud. Something that feels like the weight of the entire world lifts from his chest.
“So you were definitely right about the divorce,” he jokes, and then the joke turns into a laugh, and the laugh turns into a sob.
A gust of wind blows, knocking a few leaves loose from the nearby tree. One of them drifts slowly and softly through the air until it lands gently on his shoulder.
“Thanks, Shan,” Eddie whispers.
He sits with her a while longer, long enough for his tears to dry and his thoughts to quiet.
“I’m going to try,” Eddie says when he stands. “I’m going to try to be happy. I promise.”
He lingers a few moments longer, then heads back to the cemetery’s entrance.
Just beyond the gate, sitting exactly where Eddie left him, is Buck. He looks up from his book as soon as Eddie crosses the threshold.
“Ready?” Buck asks softly.
“Yeah,” Eddie says. “I think I am.”
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ex0rin · 1 year ago
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Jack Quaid as Boimler | Strange New Worlds: Those Old Scientists
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sapphicscience · 3 months ago
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we got wedding photos in do you guys wanna see. well I'm posting them. so. under the cut
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enden-k · 2 months ago
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weird ass crazy dog in bunny clothing (i love him w my life)
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mysterycitrus · 14 days ago
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anyone want a lil dickroy snippet
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thievinghippo · 23 days ago
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Oh no! Rook pulled an Emmrich on Harding! The hypocrite :D
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So it's fine when Rook asks their love interest to stay behind, but when Emmrich Volkarin, eternal lich lord does it...
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orpheuslament · 1 year ago
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starting a collection
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crystallizsch · 3 months ago
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say hello to my obey me mc and mammoron my beloved
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