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richardarmitagefanpage · 2 months ago
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Richard at the National Television Awards at The O2 Arena in London, UK. (September 11, 2024)
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queenoftheblacksky · 11 months ago
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WWE Money in the Bank 2023 (July 1, 2023)
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digimonarchive · 1 year ago
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The Chosen Children/Digidestined (and Digimon Kaiser/Emperor) in Digimon World: Digital Card Arena/Battle video game
Since they are holding those cards, I could imagine them doing Card Slash/Digi-Modify in Tamers AU.
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ogouji · 10 months ago
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i have a new design for little caesars that I think will incorporate more cuteness (a la Peter griffin origin art) can you please help me spread the word. post on x and all social media if you would. thanks
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manofmanymons · 1 year ago
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What would happen is the adventure and 02 kids met survive Myotismon and vice versa
I feel like on the Adventure kids' end it would just be like...really funny. Cuz they'd all be freaked out like DIDN'T WE KILL YOU THREE TIMES ALREADY HOW ARE YOU HERE meanwhile Survive Myotismon is just,,,he is just standing there. Once they clear up the misunderstanding it would be cute for them to all just hang out though. HE TALKS ABOUT HIS PARTNER LIKE A MOM SHOWING OFF HER KIDS AND THE ADVENTURE KIDS ARE JUST VERY PERPLEXED BY THIS SWEET SWILLY GUY WHO LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE THE CREEP THAT TRIED TO ERADICATE THEM.
Tbh it'd be an interesting lesson in not judging a mon by its cover XD
Meanwhile Survive kids meeting the Adventure Myotismon would be...well potentially also funny. Dracmon being like "Watch out, Kaito. Myotismon is an evil and dangerous monster," and Kaito being like "I DON'T WANNA HEAR THAT FROM YOU"
Miu would absolutely be like "of course YOUR partner would share a form with a villain" (mostly jokingly) @ Kaito
Would Adventure Myotismon stay in like the normal form or would the Survive kids have to throw down with MaloMyotismon. Bc if it's the latter I think it would be comically similar to certain moral route shenanigans and they'd totally breeze through it lol
Vampire on Vampire violence
...hey Vampire Violence would be a cool band name. The merch would be like VV but with a curvy line connected them so it looks like a smile with fangs.
That had nothing to do with what you asked I just had an epiphany and felt the need to share it.
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skzsaxicolous · 1 month ago
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YA GIRL GOT TICKETS TO ATEEZ AT MANCHESTER ARENA
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romavitae · 2 years ago
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Billie Eilish : Live at the 02, extended cut (2023) 
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beardedhandstoadshark · 1 year ago
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I just spent way too long trying to write and delete and overhaul a post about puffball lore and whatever the heck is going on with the types of matter compared to them but I‘m tired now and it’s really late so tldr
Void is made up of Heart, Soul, Dark and Dream which we know from the pause screens in Star Allies and if it comes across a type of matter it reincarnates into a being made up of whatever type of matter that was
Kirby is made up of Heart and Morpho is Soul,, Meta is Dream instead of Dark, Galacta is also Heart, and we‘re actually missing a proper Dark Puffball. There’s some neat narrative parallels with Meta, Galacta, and Kirby that way. Also Keeby is Void reincarnated
If anyone cares I might actually go post the long version of that whole thing
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dragonfang-photography · 1 year ago
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STARSET Divisions tour. Vulkan Arena, Oslo, Norway, 2020-02-20
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nauticalmyles · 9 months ago
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February 13, 2024
Board Game Arena
Heard about this site and wanted to check it out.
It lets you play a ton of different board games on a web browser. Most of the popular licensed games are behind a (very cheap) paywall. Even so there's still a ton of games available to play for free.
Tried out Yahtzee because I knew how to play it and was able to play it solo. Seems like a pretty good and easy to play adaptation.
I'll likely try to play on this site with others.
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richardarmitagefanpage · 2 months ago
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Richard attends the National Television Awards at The O2 Arena in London, UK. (September 11, 2024)
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magneticelectric · 1 year ago
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Kylie Minogue - Kiss Me Once Tour 02 Arena September 2014 All pictures by me :)
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pat2dee · 1 year ago
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Was incredibly lucky to have seen Prince twice. This was the second time as part of his “21 Nights” residency at London’s 02 Arena in August/September 2007.
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maxtrickey · 1 year ago
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So three of my friends only went and got me a ticket to go with them to see tenacious D at the 02 arena 🥺 potentially the best gift ive ever gotten i was super bummed because I couldn't justify spending money on tickets when I'm on universal credit/disability for ulcerative colitis and the beautiful bastards got me one for my birthday last year 😭
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maneskin-dimensione · 2 years ago
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Måneskinofficial via their Instagram stories; 08.05.23.
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tojisun · 6 months ago
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hockey player simon pt 02 // pt 01
simon topples to the ground, his padded knees hitting the ice. he feels bodies pile on top of him, gear and feet pressing into his sides, not with ill intentions—well, not completely with ill intentions—but simon does not care.
he saw that winning shot land, heard the cries of their fans—they're playing in home rink too—and feels the thrill of victory wash over him.
the referees pull them off each other and simon finally gets to stand. his chest is heaving, the cool air and the heat of his exhausted body causing miasmic reactions into his being. add that pretty doll of a fan he’s been eyeing into the mix, and the feeling of elation bloats.
peaking.
they rush off court, their coach trying to contain their buzzed energy just enough to be able to properly burn it off in the weight room. simon lags at the very back, eyes still flicking to that section in the audience as though by doing so, he’d get a quick glance of you.
of course he doesn’t, not when everyone’s turned into blurred specks—compact seas of their jersey colours.
“riley!” their coach hollers. “let’s go, let’s go!”
simon shoots towards him, his sheathed skates thudding against the padded floor as he makes his way into the weight room. johnny claps him on his back, their team cheering for him as he passes them on his way to the bench press, but he couldn’t really focus, not with his mind running; trying to make excuses that’d allow him to slip away just for a moment to scour the arena for, well, you, but nothing ever sticks.
every single one sounds pathetic and impractical. say, he was given the go-signal to roam around, what exactly are the chances he’d come across you again?
apparently, one-fuckin’-hundred percent.
“oh!” you gasp upon seeing him, your palm falling flat atop your chest in your surprise.
simon stumbles to his feet himself, his previous finesse on ice apparently having gotten zapped out the moment he’s back on land. garrick and mactavish turn, not expecting simon to stop, and even your friends, it seem, did not expect this run-in, as well.
simon watches as your lips part open, like you are gearing yourself up for a word, only to shut them close in your hesitation. you flit your eyes to him and away again, shyness rippling from your very movements.
he takes pity on you, and greets, “hey.”
it’s late when he realizes that he’s raised his hand up for a weak, little wave. he hears the distinct muffled laughter from mactavish already. garrick, at least, has the decency to actually smother it.
muppets, the two of them.
“hi!” you reply, giddy, your face beaming as you smile up at him.
lord, he thinks, you’re even more beautiful up close.
simon can’t help the way his lips tug up too, his own heart churning at the elation that is still singing in his veins. he pretends to not notice the way your friends shimmy out of his eyesight, pointing to their phones as though to say just give them a ring when you are done with your business with simon, before they run away, giggling to each other.
he twists to make discreet eye contact with his teammates. he tilts his head to the side, hoping to christ almighty that they take the hint.
go away.
he almost rejoices when they actually do, the two of them sending you polite smiles before walking away too. with your back turned to them, they make smooching actions, mactavish has even turned his back to simon, crossed his arms over himself, and ran his hands over his sides in mimicry of a hot make-out session.
garrick barks out a laugh, the sound ricocheting, and it takes your startled glance back at them for the two to truly scurry away.
you turn around to see him pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation.
“sorry about them,” he murmurs, hand leaving his face to rub at the back of his neck. he feels his ears burning, surely flushed in his secondhand embarrassment.
“that’s okay,” you reply, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. a jersey—his number. “congratulations, by the way.”
then, your smile grows bigger. brighter. “you were so cool! you went zoomin’ to our side and next thing we know you were–”
your words peter into a quiet stutter, like the events are unfolding in your memories the way his are too.
he remembers the high of having pointed at you; dedicating the winning shot to the fan whose awed look lit the fire in him. he remembers the certainty in him that he was going to land that shot; so sure he was of his victory.
it was exhilarating. dizzying.
“was it– did you mean it?”
“of course,” he croaks out, sweltering from within.
“oh,” you murmur, breathless, before whispering to him your name.
simon repeats it out loud, and it drips from his tongue like he was meant to always sound it out. like your name was meant for him to call.
you stare up at him with those beautiful, dazzling eyes, and he knows that he’s addicted. hooked.
“do you want to grab somethin’?” he asks, desperate to be with you for as long as you’ll let him.
“yes,” you reply, eyes crinkling in your delighted smile. “that’d be wonderful.”
you two walk side-by-side, mere inches between your shoulder and his, but simon wants you closer. he wants to bask in your warmth, in your scent. what do you smell like? something sweet and floral? or something clean?
he wants so much more.
as you warm up to him, smiling and laughing, and exchanging shy banters that has him feeling parched, simon realizes that there’s something beyond winning the playoffs and the cup that he is so desperate to fulfill.
fuck me.
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this is still very much delusions of the heart but let me have it pls 😭 more than anything, i enjoyed writing hockey au sm and honestly i think u guys might have to pry this out of my clasped hands hhdhsh
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