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Spade(the old Queens leader): *Just got threatened for yelling at a Queensie.* Oh please, y’know I know you’re hidin’ a big heart under that hard glare.
Atticus: Well, yeah, but it’s difficult to use when someone locked it in a safe and y’dunno the code. So it seems violence is the only way I can have one for now. I am more than willin’ to express my big heart with violence if that means you’re in pain, Spade.
Spade: Well that makes you just like me then.
Atticus:
Atticus: No, it don’t, it means if the only way I can show I care ‘bout the Queens newsies is through protectin’ them with my fists, then so be it. Ya simply don’t have a heart.
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In shadows where no light dares tread, A sorcerer's might did once lie dead. His apprentice, brave and young, With ancient spells their foe among. A barrier vast, they sought to shatter, But fears of failure plagued them like a banshee's laughter. The apprentice, determined, found A spell that echoed deep and profound. In moments tense, the wall fell low, As power surged through them, fierce and slow. And thus they conquered what once seemed nigh impossible, The sorcerer's spirit now a bond unbreakable.
#Gothic poetry#short stories#writing tips#overcoming obstacles#powerful sorcerers#apprentices#ancient spells#fear of failure#profound spells#tense moments#power surging through#conquering the impossible
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Terrifying Home Invasion Foiled | Watch the Shocking Turn of Events Caught on Cameras! "In this heart-pounding video, witness a chilling home invasion attempt that takes a sudden and unexpected turn. Homeowners everywhere need to see the dramatic events that unfolded as a brave individual stood their ground against intruders. Our cameras captured every tense moment, revealing the power of quick thinking and resilience in the face of danger. Join us as we analyze the footage, discuss crucial home security tips, and explore how this harrowing experience turned into a lesson in self-defense. Don't miss out on this gripping tale of a home invasion gone wrong, reminding us all of the importance of being prepared and staying vigilant. Your safety matters, and this video serves as a stark reminder that sometimes, the unexpected heroes emerge in the darkest moments."
#home invasion#caught on camera#self-defense#security footage#home security#break-in#intruder#crime prevention#surveillance#brave act#unexpected hero#real-life drama#home safety#shocking events#dramatic turn#tense moments#emergency preparedness#stay vigilant#crime thwarted#surveillance cameras#protecting your home.
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Took me a bit to get this done but another page is here nonetheless!
Pg. 68 pg. 70,71
#gravity falls#stanley pines#stanford pines#stan twins#sea grunks#comic#my art#instinct comic#stan pines#ford pines#hope you’re all excited for more awkward and tense moments#because we got a few#queue
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i know this has been observed before (maybe even by me) but it's literally so funny watching critical role when matt's describing something terrible but exciting happening and the entire party is like D: :( :o and travis willingham is sitting there like :D
#he's sooooooooooo me#if there is something objectively bad but also cool and exciting and tense happening at the dnd table you best believe i am GRINNING#critical role#i'm having such a zahra and kash moment that i've started rewatching s1e43#and the bit where matt's describing the fall of draconia is exactly like this
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post rescue
#trigun maximum#vashwood#vash the stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#trigun#ruporas art#i love to romanticize the 2 vague short days they got to spend together#2 days bc i know ww dipped the moment marlon informed him his gun was fixed… orz#but in the meantime…. clingy all over each other while they both recover their strength#a feathery embrace in less tense circumstances and a vulnerable display of want and protectiveness on vash’s end
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Spoilers for Arcane Season 2. Ending Spoilers.
The tables had turned, and now Vi was the one waiting. She was so tired, so utterly absolutely tired of being the one to helplessly watch. As she waited she flexed her fingers and tugged at her wraps, sometimes rolled her shoulder as if, suddenly, there was something she could do with all her strength. Her knuckles were still sore from punching the wall in Jinx’s cell.
It had all happened so fast. How long had it been? The sun had set, but she’d lost track of time. She wasn’t leaving this room, no matter what.
Part of her had almost run. When she lurched down from the hexgate, limping and dragging one depowered gauntlet with the other, spotting Caitlyn alive had made her heart sing, a bright spot that kept the hollow in her chest from collapsing in on itself and pulling her on with it. She had someone. She had a reason.
Cait saw her, took two steps, and collapsed in a heap, bleeding profusely from her left eye, her uniform soaked in blood from a gash on her flank.
Vi didn’t think she had it in her to run that fast. She’d ignored her own injuries. Nothing mattered but keeping Cait safe. Picking her up and carrying her left Vi herself covered in blood. There was so much, but somehow Cait was still breathing.
She lay in her own bed, chest softly rising and falling. She looked like she was merely asleep, unbothered even though the left side of her face was a mass of bandages and there was a bottle of fluids feeding into her arm.
Vi felt the silent presence in the room and glanced towards the door.
Tobias.
The last thing she remembered him saying in her presence was “what is she still doing here?”
He hadn’t said a word to her, even though she stood by for hours while he and the other doctors had worked on Caitlyn. Barely even looked at her. He wasn’t even the one who handed her a cloth mask to wear over her face and he said nothing to her of Cait’s condition or her prognosis.
It was the same when he came to stand by the bed. An awkward pall fell over the palatial bedroom and Vi couldn’t look at him. The man has already lost his wife and his daughter lay maimed in her bed and might not wake up. What was there to say?
He shuffled awkwardly and Vi noticed he was carrying something. He put the bundle on the bed.
“Clean yourself up. You’re filthy.”
Vi blinked. She’d discarded the jacket of her uniform, but the blood had soaked through to her undershirt, and she was battered and bloodied herself. She’d almost broken her arm and her right shoulder was screaming. Her clothes were crusted with dirt and other people’s blood.
He was not wrong.
“I brought you these, they’re mine. I don’t think anything of Caitlyn’s will fit you.”
Vi muttered a soft, confused “thank you” and took the bundle of clothes, briefly wondering where she should go, before she remembered that Cait had her own bathroom.
As Vi walked inside, she felt a cold rush on her skin. She still couldn’t comprehend that she was allowed here, among all this marble and brass. Cait’s bathroom was big enough to live in. The shower alone was as big as the hovel she’d been living in between bouts and binges.
As she began to undress she realized how tired she was. Every movement was stiff. As she peeled herself out of the uniform she unwrapped bruise after bruise, bloodstain after bloodstain, a road map of agony from head to toe.
The water was a revelation, almost unbearably hot. Old blood and grime sluiced between her toes as the water scorched her back and soaked her hair, the remaining dye sluicing in dark tendrils down her skin.
I don’t deserve this, she thought. I failed everyone. Vander is gone. Jinx is gone. I thought I could be free if I could let Jinx go, but am I free or just empty.
It should have been her.
Even Caitlyn’s towels were luxurious. She’d never felt anything so soft in her life. The heat had loosened her up a little but she still felt creaky and her joints ached. She picked up the shirt Tobias had brought her; she thought it was meant to sleep in. The fabric was even softer, and it felt alien on her skin. It hung too low thanks to Tobias’ height, but it was big enough for her save where her arms and shoulders strained the fabric.
Once she was dressed, Vi returned to the bedroom. She hoped desperately to step out and see Cait sitting up and talking but she was still just lying there, steady but shallow breaths and all, Tobias seated on the edge of the bed and fussing over her.
Vi took the same chair and sighed softly, feeling not much better, just cleaner.
“Let me look at you.”
His voice startled her so much that she simply meekly complied and let him examine the florid bruises on her hand where her knuckles had crashed into the cell wall, even when he gently cupped her chin and turned her head this way and that, staring individually into each eye.
“I know you must hate me.”
His hand fell away. He would no longer look at her. He stood up and turned around, peering through a gap in the curtains.
“I did at first. At first I was so angry. Her whole life, Caitlyn has been obsessed with these notions of justice and progress, with making the Enforcers honorable and just and helping the Undercity, making amends and rebuilding. She’s always had such a kind heart. Then this happened. The Undercity killed my wife, and to me you were the Undercity. Not to mention that every single time you bring her home she’s hurt, and worse than the last time.”
A cold ball clenched in Vi’s gut. He was right. How many more times could this happen before Vi was bringing him back a body and not his daughter?
She was the jinx, wasn’t she?
Tobias’ shoulders hitched and Vi realized he was crying softly.
“I lost one of the two people I live for in an instant… and then began watching the other slip away, piece by piece. Caitlyn became harsh and cold while you were gone. She barely spoke to me, instead spending all her time with that Noxian bitch and her pet whispering poison into her ear. I thought I’d lost her.”
He turned. “Then she brought you in her half dead and begged me to save you and she was just my little girl again, just for a moment.”
Vi’s head snapped up and their gazes briefly met before he broke away.
“Is she going to be okay?” Vi asked softly.
“Okay?” said Tobias. “Okay? I had to remove her eye, Violet. She’s lucky the dagger didn’t pierce her gut or she’d die of sepsis. Now you ask me if-“
He froze, giving Vi a shocked look before his face fell.
“I don’t know what things will ever be between the two of us, but we have her in common, I can see that. Yes, I think she will. My daughter is stronger than you think.”
“I know.”
He turned to leave, saying over his shoulder, “I’ll return in an hour to look in on her. I know what you’re thinking. It’s safe.”
After he left, Vi had to ponder what he meant by that, then it struck her.
Carefully, Vi climbed on the bed, settling beside Cait, nervously settling her weight into the impossibly soft mattress. The bed was so enormous that she had plenty of room.
All she wanted was for Cait to wake up, to hold her again. She had to settle for reaching across the bed and curling her aching fingers around Cait’s limp hand.
She was so tired. Fatigue pressed down on her like a weight and sank her into the bed. Before long, her eyelids grew heavy and she began drifting off despite wrestling to stay awake.
She woke in full dark, the lights doused. Someone had thrown a blanket on her and the bottle of drugs hanging beside Caitlyn had been replaced. Vi sighed, starting to pull her hand free of Cait’s.
She found she couldn’t. Cait’s grip was alarmingly strong weak but her fingers had curled around Vi’s palm and held fast. Her good eye was open, glittering brilliant blue in the dark.
“Violet?” Cait murmured, her voice small and parched.
“That’s my name,” said Vi. Her voice was thick and she choked up a little. “I’m here, Caitlyn.”
“Good,” Cait sighed. “If you’d died I’d kill you.”
Vi snorted.
“I didn’t say this before. I was afraid of what might happen if I did,” Cait rasped. “I love you.”
She squeezed Vi’s palm, not very hard but enough.
“You’re in love with an angry oil slick?”
“My angry oil slick.”
They were quiet for a moment. Cait turned and looked at the ceiling.
“I would understand if… if you feel differently after everything I did to you. I’m sorry, Vi. I’m sorry I hit you, I’m sorry I did those awful things.”
“Cait.”
“I was so angry, I couldn’t-“
“Cait,” Vi insisted. “I love you, too.”
Cait closes her eyes -eye- and smiled softly.
“So you’re in love with an unhinged mongoose?”
“You’re never going to let that go, are you?”
Cait laced her fingers through Vi’s and squeezed, hard.
“No. I am not letting go.”
#arcane#arcane season two#arcane fanfic#arcane fanfiction#arcane fan fiction#arcane ficlet#arcane short story#arcane post canon#CaitVi#violyn#piltover’s finest#piltover’s gayest#love confessions#I get that their love language is physical touch but sometimes actual language needs to be your love language#post canon#quiet moments that were missing from the show#these girls deserve some time for pillow talk#best time to trauma bond is when you’re too injured for post battle sex#arcane spoilers#they are canon#the lesbians lived#family dinners are probably going to be a little tense#I like to think Tobias would recognize how much Vi means to his daughter#they are snarky#Vi and Cait don’t fit into narrow boxes of ‘top’ and ‘bottom’ and are too complex to be reduced to mere tropes#I will not be taking questions at this time#vi is so soft with cait
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tfone au where OP is created as the last of the primes but way after them, a sparkling born at what were thought to be the last days of the war against the quintessons, the beginning of a new generation of peace after eons of war. a child meant to be loved and raised knowing nothing of war nor sacrifice.
he's kept mostly out of the spotlight by his siblings, who don't wish to expose him to everyone's optics so young, and want to wait until the war is done and over to properly introduce him to their people.
except of course the primes are betrayed and murdered by sentinel, the war is lost and everyone who knows and cared for the truth is either banished or outright killed in order to suppress it.
and the high guard, the ones the primes trusted the most, the ones that were supposed to protect them, the ones who failed in their most important duty, have to make a choice. to take the last prime, their last hope, with them to the surface, a hostile environment where there's little to no supplies and where they'll be hunted down by both sentinel and the quintessons as the biggest threat to their regimen.
or hide him in plain sight. place him where sentinel won't think to look for him. one more sparkling among many. and hope it will be enough to keep him alive. pray to primus that he'll protect his last child long enough for them to come back for him when it's safer (even if most of them have already lost their faith on him when he allowed the rest of his children to be massacred like that)
they almost lose their resolve when they realize they will have to take the little one's cog away in order to make him blend in with the rest of the newborns (and oh do they burn with murderous intent when they see what sentinel has done to their people but it's not the time yet-) but in the end they decide an impaired little prime is better than a dead one.
and so in the chaos of thirteen dead primes and a sudden energon crisis, a little sparkling who very few mechs really knew about and even fewer had seen completely vanishes. and in the depths of iacon a mech in charge of a new batch of newborns scratches their helm in confusion as they realize they must have miscounted the first time.
optimus prime is quietly erased from any official records by sentinel, written off as dead when they find a sparkling's frame mangled beyond recognition after an attack on the base of those rebels that insist on being a thorn on his side. killing the sparkling hadn't been precisely in his plans, he probably could've found some use for it after all, but he's not particularly upset about it either.
and orion pax grows up with an ache on his spark that tells him he's missing something far more important than a t-cog and dreams of gentle and loving hands, cradling him against the frames of mechs he cannot recall the faces of.
#i talk a lot <3#transformers#transformers one#tfone#optimus prime#orion pax#baby prime orion au#this is mostly an excuse for me to draw the primes and baby OP later on. just to be clear.#i WILL be drawing this at some point lmao#tbh i'm a little uncertain how i want things to progress#because on one hand it would be very tasty and tense if sentinel recognized optimus during the race#but that means a lot of changes very early on in the plot and i would have to do a lot of Thinking on how to justify getting the gang#to still pick up bee and elita. cause i love them <3#i do think it'd be very funny if the high guard's plan worked like a charm except for the very tiny fact that they didn't count#on orion being an absolute hellion. like. this kid is Not Going Unnoticed and it's completely his own fault lmao#in this version maybe a member of the high guard stayed behind to keep an eye on orion and is able to get them out before they're killed#but instead of taking them to where the primes fell they take them directly to the high guard#which is very awkward because it's a very moving and emotional moment for the high guard who are finally reunited with their little prime#all grown up and healthy and blessedly *alive*. except orion doesn't fucking remember any of them and is very confused as to why#the legendary warriors of cybertron are getting all weepy over him. they finally explain the truth to him which is a Fucking Bomb#to drop on anyone but especially a group of kids who almost got killed by the person they all thought the world of just hours ago#they also return orion's t-cog to him which would create some tension between him and the rest of the gang because this time#he's the only one getting his cog back. add to it that they were just told he's the equivalent of a demi-god and... well.#there's a gap between him and them that wasn't there before#on the other version of events that follows canon more closely everything goes the same up until the gang finds the primes in the cave#and wake up alpha trion who now not only has to deal with the fact the rest of his siblings are dead but that he missed fifty cycles#of his baby brother's life. that the only sibling he has left does not remember him or his true identity at all.#he has to choose between telling him the truth which has the risk of unbalancing him in a critical moment where he cannot afford to#be distracted because they're being hunted down. or let him remain unaware. let him forget their family and the love they had for him#but letting him remain free of the knowledge of what he lost and the heartbreak it would bring.
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an ending (x)
#if you squint this could just be any random post-king moment. but ! it is nooooooot thaaaaaaaaat. check the link on the x for details#and for those who already know about nohats. HI. SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. HOPE IT HURTS YOU. BYE.#in stars and time#isat fanart#isat#in stars and time fanart#NoHats AU#LoopLoops AU#isat siffrin#isat mirabelle#isat isabeau#isat bonnie#isat odile#isat spoilers#in stars and time spoilers#isat act 5 spoilers#isat act 6 spoilers#lucabyteart#anyway extra commentary. this is the very specific visual sam described to me. so it was thumbnailed by them making it a collab :) yaaaay#the past-tensing of the You Are Loved cutscene is ALSO sam. so . AUGH. WAUGH. THE AGONIES.#theres like 2 more pieces for nohats still rattling in the brain too so.... they will show up soon also. ive been busy unfortunately lmao#once again if this alt end au captures anyone feel free to go nuts since sam and i arent really writers in a fanfic capacity +#only have a couple more images left to make. sooooo. while we do have a bunch of thoughts theyre mostly loose and vague.
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#not again
#ouatedit#hookedit#captain swan#CSedit#jennifer morrison#emma swan#colin o'donoghue#killian jones#captain hook#once upon a time#pirateherokillian#spartanguard#usershannon#userstorybrooke#hooksmoak#sophsun1#disneyedit#kris-lulu#userdailyonce#my*gifs#tvedit#cinemapix#filmtvcentral#mediagifs#dailyflicks#userthing#a convoluted fairytale soap opera that went off the rails more than once#but i adore killian jones#those tense moments when he's terrified another woman he cares for is dead on the deck of his ship#yes i absolutely gave up on trying to color these
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thirty-one days of jiujiu(ly) — 2024 edition // day twenty-nine + with bonus lan wangji ! + find the 2022 edition here
#theuntamededit#cqledit#jiang cheng#lan zhan#jiang wanyin#lan wangji#sandu shengshou#hanguang jun#chengzhan#zhancheng#dramasource#cdramaedit#cdramasource#dailyasiandramas#asiancentral#the untamed#mdzs#fdstuff#jiujiuly2024#rs: stop.#i like this moment because while jiang cheng is just as nervous and tense about the situation#he's still fairly calm despite having noticed the delay. and even seeing lan wangji rush in like this#he /stays/ fairly calm and ah... god yeah sorry it's too hot to keep writing tags#my laptop burns my fingers anyway hate this coloring love this moment bon appétit#edit: really wanted to remake this but i'm so tired so just take it as is for today#the fact that they're backlit really fucked me up i tried my best
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Hey guys remember when um-
#qsmp#hgduo#gossipduo#qmockingjays#cellbit#badboyhalo#*coughs up blood* *dies* *badly*#sry i'm still hyperfixed over this dynamic and miss them so fucking much- do u still love me#I was gonna add more stuff like from funnier moments or tense moments but this was getting too long#I was hoping to get this posted before Fit's finale but I just barely ran out of time#so posting it before Bad's starts instead now#long post
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Colin Bridgerton in the role of every man I have ever asked for help, ever
#bridgerton#polin#the way i laughed out loud#like this was supposed to be a tense moment and i snorted my coffee through my nose
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Isildur: Hi everyone, I've returned at last! Berek searched through the wasteland to find me, he's the best, and we went on a epic journey, and I fought giant spiders, and I had to eat part of a giant worm - that's not a euphemism - and there were walking talking trees, and I fell in love and got my heart broken practically the same day, but I also got to help an estranged father and son heal their relationship, and in conclusion it's all just been a lot. I'm really sorry it took me so long to get back; you all must have thought I was dead or something!
Isildur: Hey, where are dad and Valandil?
Isildur: ...did something happen while I was gone?
Ar-Pharazôn: ......
Eärien: ......
Kemen: ......
Míriel: ...well? He's waiting.
#Trop spoilers#Rings of power spoilers#The rings of power spoilers#The rings of power#Rings of power#Isildur#Berek#Ar-pharazon#Earien#Kemen#Tar Miriel#Miriel#If there is any justice in the world Earien will have a moment of pure HORROR when she sees that Isildur is alive#Followed by a tense scene between the siblings where she pleads that 'I thought you were dead!!!'#'So you chose THIS?!?!'#'You chose THEM?!?!'
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Pac: Yeah Forever, thank you.
Fit: Pac. Good job.
Pac: Good job to you too, good job. [Makes a heart sign with his hands] Good job, Fit.
Fit: Wait wait wait– Pac Pac Pac– [Fit holds out his arms for a hug] Bring it in.
Pac: Yeah. [He accepts Fit's hug and hugs him back] We got this one, we win. Thank you Fit for your help.
#FitMC#Pactw#Hideduo#FitPac#QSMP#Purgatory#November 17 2023#I had a lot more fun during today's event I think#despite how competitive it was it didn't feel as tense or stressful#I think having ''keep items'' on helped a lot#Plus it was all set within a confined area so players weren't running back and forth#Not only that but we had many cute FitPac moments#so you know. I'm a smidge biased.#I hope you guys had fun too!#Edited
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What I love about Hellboy and Abe Sapien's dynamic in the comics is that, if you came into this blind, you'd expect Abe to be the voice of reason or the straight man to Hellboy's impulsive and hotheaded personality. But no, Abe is more often than not the crazy one. Hellboy would deal with fighting evil monsters and bad guys by just sighing and getting it over with, while Abe is going rabid over tearing the creature apart when he does get into a fight. Hellboy acts like it's a 9-to-5 job and will reasonably talk things out with a guy that had nearly killed him before, Abe acts like a madman in a slaughter house and his first instinct is to shoot first kill second and ask third. They're both insane, but on completely different levels.
#wheres that one comic where abe gets into a mission and has to tear down a monster with an axe#then at the end when hellboy appears and sees abe going ham while covered in blood. he's like ''oh hey abe. good job you're doing there''#hellboy was not even worried for a second. he trusts abe to handle things on his own#they both trust each other to do their job but they also know when they can handle a fight on their own and will help if needed.#their trust and bond with each other is so implicit but speaks volumes. they dont need to say anything. they just know#we talk so much about hellboy being like. an alright guy and a whole lot kinder than the world treats him. and that's right#but it really does make Abe look fucking batshit wild in comparison because of it#the entirety of the abe sapien comics is that the guy is on his hinges and the only thing keeping him sane before was his job (which is#debatable.) and the bprd. mostly hellboy and liz and kate and roger. johan and ben are a weird case but he does kinda care about them#i love abe btw. he's such an interesting critter. absolutely crazy maniac of a guy.#tbf i dont blame him considering his backstory. if i went through some of the shit he did; i would not be sane either#also. the moments post hellboy's death in the comics where abe is trying to deal with his passing but never directly says anything about it#until he was confronted by hellboy in his dream. thats the cool bit yknow. we dont need to be told Abe was grieving about hellboy#we just knew he wasn't handling it well. using present tense when talking about hellboy to other people. avoiding saying his name.#its great stuff#the fire burns#hellboy#hellboy comics#abe sapien
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