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In honor of Tears of the Kingdom coming out tonight, here is by far the greatest video I ever took during my Breath of the Wild playthrough:
#the ending was completely unintentional btw#but the perfect pacing#the timing#the storyline told#perfection#video#breath of the wild#botw#nintendo switch#tears of the kingdom#totk#totk countdown#the legend of Zelda#tloz#loz#legend of Zelda
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AGATHA ALL ALONG 1.05 - Darkest Hour, Wake Thy Power
#agatha all along#agatha all along spoilers#dailymarvelstudios#dailymarvelgifs#dailyavengers#tvedit#marvelgifs#marveldaily#joe locke#billy kaplan#i clapped loudly when the song started playing#the TIMING#BILLIE FOR BILLY#I LOVE YOU PRODUCERS AND EDITORS#userlottie#**lottie's gifs#**lottiesedit
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Lately I can't stop thinking about how the whole date with Palm incident ends with Gon and Killua on...what looks very much like a date. Like everything else in the Palm subplot, it just feels so intentional and meant to make a point.
(Also worth noting how the narration emphasizes that Gon was forced into the date with Palm, that the "relationship" is over, and highlights the ridiculous disparity in their ages at the exact same time. Making these things extra clear, lest you forget!)
#hunter x hunter#gon#killua#killugon#gonkillu#meta#palm subplot#sure gon and killua eat out together alone all the time but#the timing#ending this whole incident on this note specifically#right after a whole plot about gon going on a date with someone obviously and clearly not right for him#I just keep thinking about it#my posts#hxh
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Transcript:
King Minos rolled out of bed and put on a shirt.
His nipples prominently showing through the thin fabric.
He breasted boobily to the stairs and titted downwards.
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#ultrakill#gabriel ultrakill#soryr.soryt ssorry.#posting this late af. i wasnt planning on posting anything today#but i had to#the timing#minos with no clothes = fine#minos wearing only a shirt = dont look hes ass#does that make sense#remember how i said the next couple of posts will be normal. sorry i lied.
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scar undeafened JUST long enough to hear tubbo say ''go fuck yourselves!'' and nothing else LMAO
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Foolish: It's okay, nothing bad has ever happened in this room. This is a safe room.
Bad: Hmm... That's what everybody says before disaster.
Literally 3 minutes later:
#qsmp#foolish#badboyhalo#pomme#the timing#the reaper predictions#THE BEST QSMP MOMENT PFFFT#Foolish also said 'Until proven otherwise I believe this is a safe place' asdlfsd that didn't take long!
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Rewatching Good Omens (because of course) at the start of S1E5 when Crowley is on the way to the bookshop. You're My Best Friend is playing, and just as the lyrics hit the "you" in "I've got you to help me forgive" the camera zooms in to show Aziraphale's name on the screen. He's very good at forgiveness, it's one of his favorite things. I'm going to cry now.
I couldn't find a gif ☹️
#the timing#the details#this show will be the death of me#good omens#aziraphale#crowley#the bookshop#GO S1 E5#Queen#you're my best friend#ineffable husbands
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I WAS READING A 600K SLOWBURN, AND THEY WERE FINALLY HOLDING HANDS AFTER 29 CHAPTERS
AHHURGHJJJJJHHHHHJRJEKENEHHHHHURGHAHHHHHHHHHHH
#i really appreciate all of you#BUT COME ON#THE TIMING#ao3#downtime#ao3 fanfic#fanfiction#meme#my post
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In "Springtime" the marine Pierce saves who pledges to repay him, Corporal Lyle Wesson, was definitely hitting on pierce like no tomorrow. He even asks for pierces home address after the war. This is the face of a man who just saw the doctor who saved his life and is ready to put it all on the line:
#Lyle goes to maine#he was ready to risk it all#when he saw them doing the wedding with klinger he was into it#he was like “weird party but im into it”#and the wedding is when he he asks for hawkeyes address#he just#the timing#lyle my beloved#shoot your shot king#m*a*s*h#mash#hawkeye pierce#hawkeye#lyle wesson#springtime
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my friend just sent me an invite for our highschool reunion RIGHT after i set my resolution to make more in-person connections and like. Universe I cannot stress enough how much the people I went to highschool with are the exact wrong group of people I could be sent.
#its not for another two months so like i have plenty of time to decide if im going or not#and its one night do who gives a fuck but still#the TIMING#ecdysing
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.....Did Ao3 go down?
#ao3#the first time i was gonna actually write something in MONTHS#and for this fandom in a YEAR#the TIMING#PLEASEEEEE don't be down
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Hey @troutsoup I want you to know that your post perfectly showed up in my feed, under this ad for gay dating apps. Subsequently, I’ve been crying with laughter for five minutes straight.
#THE TIMING#I CANT MAKE THIS UP#bg3#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate 3#baldurs gate#astarion#bg3 astarion#astarion bg3#baldurs gate iii#baldurs gate astarion#astarion baldurs gate#bg3 gale#gale bg3#gale of waterdeep#gale dekarios
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So... I had a like, one shot fic type story idea
I probs won't be able to write it since I require full focus/dedication/attention to something when i want it to come into fruition (which is already difficult as is) and also since I have too much going on in my head and I want to do all of it, but instead I find myself doing nothing all day please god help me idk what this is called (my guess is laziness)
BUT anyways, onto the story idea
You know how ink's vials and I guess livelihood depends entirely on the creators/fandom? (Ok I guess not ENTIRE but his vials do depend on it, which is the things that essentially makes him alive.)
Well, since the fandom is not very active as it was when it was like, 2016-2017 (not saying its dead)
What if the fandom, just, dies? I mean duh its inevitable and Ink is silently pleading that the last creators hopefully won't leave but he knows its inevitable, no matter how hard he tries to make them stay, some of them already starting to give up.
The others notice ink's change in behavior and ink tells them the entire the thing and how he has only a few more time left to be alive I guess.
The others obviously distraught about this, but ink reassures them its fine, but the others weren't convinced
And then they find ink maybe sobbing or terrified as he tells them that the creators all left and are all gone and that he's probably going to go soon too.
This makes the others panic and desperately asks ink if there is another way for his vials to work, in which he sadly answers no.
they then dedicate the next few days into making sure ink is enjoying every second of the very little time he has left.
As they slowly looses all his colors one by one, eventually he looses all of them completely, which leaves them being the same emotionless, soulless skeleton he started as before.
Everyone is left in distraught and sadness
All his friends all sobbed and cried, some silently and/or internally crying, as their once lively, creative and cheerful friend, now nothing more than an empty shell of what he once were.
A hollow husk, with an emotionless and empty expression.
A painful reminder hit all of them, that they will never get that face to smile ever again. the same face that used to grin and laugh all the time.
The cheerful smile that he let out as he pranks and greets others, the lively motivations he loved giving to everyone.
The Laughs and snorts he gave out whenever he got someone in a prank, or from a joke not many understand, if any one did at all. And how when he becomes too flustered, or when too much euphoria and happiness comes flooding his feelings, he will starting to float in the air and continuously go up until the euphoria ends and they eventually go back down.
His Lips(?) Now closed and sealed shut
No sign of a tone or a voice to speak
The hands that used to paint with such freedom and care, the hands that used to make such magnificent and beautiful paintings, that gorgeously and perfectly replicate reality as if though it was reality itself. The fingers that used to dance around the flute as it made music, the hands that sew not only fabrics of clothing but also the fabrics of reality.
Gone is the passion in his hands that once were, the hands that moved freely, stuck in place.
His feet that loved to dance and move wherever it goes, exposed out to the world, lacking of any visible footwear, lacking any care where it stepped and what it was on, representing freedom and free of chains.
Both now rigid and unmoving.
His eyes, oh dear his eyes. The eyes that used to express themselves so much. So expressive that it almost made you forget he lacked the very base of every being, a soul. The eyes that so greatly showed its differing and unique shapes and colors that expressed whatever emotion they were feeling.
Now reduced into an empty and pitiful circles of white, indicating emotionless and lifelessness, no more is the eyes that burst with colors and shape, only a blank stare is what remains.
He was so empty.
It terrified and saddened everyone.
The Multiverse Was filled with sobs and cries, Silence in some
The Multiverse was crying and mourning its guardian.
Dream, Distraught, knew what he had to do.
He had only known about ink's dads when Dream had been frantically looking for Ink as he had seemingly Disappeared, only to find said skeleton in the garden with a Gaster, this one had wings.
He has watched and approached carefully, but was stopped by a loud yelled by the short skeleton
He didn't know how to respond but he only walked closer, the expression on the gaster seemed..pleasantly surprised.
Not long after, dream had found out about how he isn't the only gaster in the house but two were sharing it, and how said two are married and fathers to his short friend
It was a pleasant surprise to dream
But...this surprise..
Will not be so pleasant.
As Dream was about to grab and carry Ink, The hands that intertwined on eachother, that hands being of Inks and Errors
Speaking of the glitch, Hes...probably not going to be well after this, after all besides blue, Ink was the only one that really took the time and Effort to Understand and Befriend Error, they had a very close relationship.
Error had not let go of Ink's Hand ever since the news of his depleting life. His haphephobia suddenly gone during doing so, (or is it?? I can't tell.) But now, he doesn't seem to react, only tightening his grip and continuing to look and stare into nothingness, finally Dream spoke
"Error..?, can you..let go?? Of Ink, I feel like his father's need to see this."
"...why can't they just..come here..."
" I'm afraid Aster cannot step outside of their AU"
"...fine. But I'll with you."
"Of course."
Dream opened a portal, he slowly walks through with error, who's carrying ink bridal style.
Aster and Top has not spoken over the past few days, worry littered their mind, as the news of their little star burning itself out soon had reached their non existant ears.
They spent Time with their little star, they made sure he enjoyed and had fun every second of the time they had left with him.
Eye bags shows prominent under their eyes, they hear a knock at the door, their eyes grows surprised, wishfully hoping their little hat had come to visit them again
Aster stands up and walked towards the door, a smile on his face, as he opens the door, his smile drops,
He sees the three Skeletons, and he sees especially the star that had burnt out.
Aster simply stares and does not respond, his eyes widened.
His hands slowly reaches for Ink
And Error though hesitant, give Ink to Aster.
Aster, felt like he couldn't breathe, the little star that always shined bright, so much so it didn't seem like they were ever going to die down, and yet here he is, no longer shining, his smile and laughs and snorts gone forever.
As he holds ink, he holds his hands, tears starts to flow down his face, he remembers when he held those small hands, guide them through the dirt, when Aster was teaching ink about gardening, when Aster saw the glimmer in his eyes (oh god, he will never get to see that ever again will he?) When he was watching Aster show him around the Garden, offering to show him how to grow beautiful flowers. He so excitedly followed every step so cautiously, contradicting Aster's Expectation of many mess up.
As he held into ink's tiny hands, the hands that he teached to learn many things, that he teached to not used his power so much.
He cried, he cried for ink, he cried for his child, his baby, his star.
And behind Aster, walks Top.
Eyes widened, eyes filled with tears.
There he saw his son, the little outcode that slithered their way into his life and affection, on the arms of his beloved, dead and empty,
Memories flashed as Top slowly made his way to his family. The tiny sans that laughed, smiled and cheered everyone around him, The tiny sans that was so tiny, Top's hat almost covered over half of their face, the tiny face that loved to tell stories and show paintings to their parents. His son, Ink, Dead and Empty in the Arms of his Husband.
It hit them, Ink is an outcode, he never belonged to a Universe, not in any AU, they can't just reset and reverse this like with aster or with any other sans, he truly and utterly gone.
The screams and cries of the Two Fathers, The Guardian of the Positivity, and the God of Destruction could be heard and felt throughout the entire Multiverse.
The Multiverse will never be the same.
But, at least Ink died happily with family, friends that cared for him, that stayed with him no matter his ways, his condition.
That will never forget him.
And to him it is enough.
The Multiverse Felt Empty.
#NOOOOOOO I BET ON LOSING DOGS BY MITSKI WAS PLAYING AS I WAS WRITING INK'S DADS PART#THE TIMING#ahem#anyways angst#ink angst#specifically#ink sans#utmv#undertale#ink!sans#inktale#utau#undertaleau#error sans#undertale multiverse#errorink#i might expand it on ao3 but have this for now
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today i was in the city and i was listening to 'this is me trying' by taylor swift and i saw a girl who looked like tori spring and also it was raining and she didnt have an umbrella and neither did i and we made umbrella-less solidarity eye contact and it was too much for me.
#umbrella-less solidarity eye contact#fr think i met tori#shes livin in the city bein rained on#such tori behaviour#and the song#the timing#the everything#i love it#heartstopper#charlie spring#tori spring#solitaire#reading#nick and charlie#nick nelson#solitaire alice oseman#alice oseman#osemanverse#victoria spring#solitaire book#tori and michael#michael holden#rain
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