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aemond “alicent holds love for the enemy” 🫢
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jacaerys “you saw alicent” 😧
rhaenicent you’re children know what you are…
#they’re never beating the allegations#i find this so funny for no reason#alicent and rhaenyra are just tragic lesbians who can’t hide their feelings at all#house of the dragon#hotd#rhaenicent#rhaenyra targaryen#alicent hightower#aemond targaryen#jacaerys velaryon
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He just had to mention his boyfriend, didn’t he?
#they’re never beating the allegations#reminding us at every turn just how married they are#neuller#manuel neuer#thomas müller#thomas mueller#thomas muller#fc bayern#fc bayern munich#fc bayern münchen#videos
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Shawnee Smith & Missi Pyle
The making of “It’s Ok to be Happy”
#shawnee smith#missi pyle#smith & pyle#fydolla ho#amanda young#saw#their height difference.. i feel insane!#i love this vid bc it’s just missi making jokes n shawnee giggling so hard#what if we were in a country music singing group n then we were both girls#the way shawnee looks at her….#they’re never beating the allegations
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Frank Iero (self-proclaimed masochist):
Anthony Green: BYE DADDY
#frank iero#anthony green#franthony#they’re never beating the allegations#boyfriends if we’re all being honest
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The D scenario was way too sad, author, I'm begging for you to make it up for our sad rockstar cowboy/cowgirl 😭👺
here’s the pt. 1 of this.
the phone call ended with a terrible finality. the sound of D’s voice cutting off mid-sentence felt like a door slamming shut, loud and unmistakable.
you stood in your new york city apartment, one hand still gripping the phone, the other clenched at your side. your heart was racing, every beat a thud of regret, anger, and guilt. the city hummed outside your window, a discordant symphony of car horns and distant chatter, but you barely noticed it. all you could hear was D’s voice echoing in your head, sharp and raw: “i’m here, waiting by the damn phone every night like some—some pathetic—”
you ran a hand through your hair, pulling at the roots as you began pacing back and forth across the narrow strip of space between the kitchenette and the window. the floorboards creaked under your weight, an old building’s way of reminding you it was there, but it couldn’t anchor you.
“what is wrong with me?” you muttered, your voice harsh in the quiet room.
your anger had already started to unravel, leaving only the jagged edges of shame. you replayed the conversation in your head, your own voice rising, defensive and cold. and then D’s, breaking apart in places they hadn’t meant to let you hear.
D wasn’t needy. not really. at least not to you. they were just... D. passionate, fiery, always a little too much and never quite enough, all at the same time. and you—you were a mess in your own way, carrying your ambitions like armor and forgetting, sometimes, to reach out from behind it.
you slumped onto the couch, your elbows on your knees, your head in your hands. this wasn’t who you wanted to be. this wasn’t the kind of partner you wanted to be.
after what felt like hours, you finally sat back, exhaling shakily. the truth was as clear as it was painful: you’d both been wrong. neither of you was handling this well. the distance, the texts, the calls—it was a pressure cooker, and tonight it had finally boiled over.
but you loved D. that thought settled over you like a weight and a balm all at once. you loved them, and love meant showing up, not just when it was convenient, but especially when it wasn’t.
you grabbed your phone, fingers flying over the screen as you pulled up flight options. austin. friday night. it wasn’t exactly cheap, but money wasn’t an issue. you booked the ticket before you could overthink it, the confirmation email lighting up your inbox a second later.
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the week passed in a haze of classes and half-hearted meals. every time your phone buzzed, your stomach twisted, but the messages were always mundane. updates from classmates, a sale alert from your favorite store. nothing from D.
by the time friday rolled around, you were vibrating with nerves. your luggage was packed and sitting by the door. you made sure your phone was fully charged, and set your alarm two hours earlier than necessary. you checked on your luggage three times before finally locking it and hauling it out of the apartment.
the subway station was crowded, the air thick with the smell of metal and sweat. you stood with one hand on your phone, your other clutching your bag, eyes darting to the mytransit nyc app and the digital displays above to make sure you don’t miss the subway leaving for the airport. five more minutes to go.
and then you saw them.
at first, it didn’t register. just another figure in the sea of commuters near the turnstiles, fumbling with a yellow metrocard at the machine. but then they turned, and your heart stopped.
D.
they looked different here, out-of-place but somehow not. the edges of their leather jacket were fraying, and their doc martens were scuffed, a sharp contrast to the polished shoes and sleek coats of the people bustling around them. but their eyes—those stormy gray eyes you could pick out in a crowd of thousands—were unmistakable.
D saw you at the same moment.
for a second, neither of you moved. the station swirled around you, a blur of noise and movement, but it might as well have been silent.
then, like magnets, you were drawn together. you barely registered your feet moving, barely noticed the way people swerved to avoid you. and then you were there, your arms around D, their arms around you, and it was everything.
the kiss was messy, desperate, and entirely too public. you could feel D’s hands shaking where they gripped your shoulders, could taste the salt of what might have been tears.
when you finally pulled back, your foreheads pressed together, you were both laughing breathlessly.
“w-what are you doing here?” you asked, the words tumbling out between shaky breaths.
D gave a sheepish smile, one hand rubbing at the back of their neck.
“i was coming to see you. i couldn’t—” their voice caught, and they shook their head, trying again. “i couldn’t stand it. i couldn’t stand being apart anymore.”
“i was on my way to the airport,” you said, still holding onto them like they might vanish if you let go. “i booked a flight to austin. i was coming to apologize. to fix this.”
D’s arms tightened around you, their eyes searching yours with an intensity that made your chest ache.
“you don’t need to apologize,” they said, their voice low and rough. “i’m the one who... god, i’ve been a mess without you. i keep overthinking everything, and then i get scared, and then i just—” they broke off, exhaling shakily. “i love you so much, and i’m sorry. for all of it.”
“i love you and i’m sorry too,” you said, reaching up to cup their face. their skin was warm under your palms and the familiar scent of expensive marlboros, leather and cinnamon made your head spin pleasantly. “i should’ve called more. i should’ve—”
“stop,” D interrupted, shaking their head. “we’re both idiots. let’s just agree on that and call it even.”
you laughed, a wet, shaky laugh that felt more like relief than humor. “deal.”
a few people were giving you strange looks as they looked over you two, but you both ignored them. one older woman smiled as she passed, muttering something about young love.
you took D’s hand, threading your fingers through theirs.
“come on,” you said, a grin breaking through the tears. “i can’t wait to show you around the city.”
D huffed a laugh. “don’t know if i’m gonna like it too much,” they said, but their eyes were soft, and their grip on your hand was firm.
“you’ll like it,” you promised. “i’ll make sure of it.”
D glanced at you, their gray eyes soft and full of something that made your chest feel too small.
“maybe,” they said. “but even if i don’t... i’ve already found you here, that alone makes the city tolerable in my book.”
#D never beating the clingy simp allegations when they’re dating MC#if: the ballad of the young gods#interactive fiction#interactive novel#interactive story#twine wip#ro: d diaconu#ro scenarios
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jere “käärijä concerts are not some fucking porn factory” pöyhönen
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no bcuz what did michael mean by this like??? no straight man has ever said anything like this ever..
#gta v#trevor philips#michael de santa#grand theft auto#never beating the allegations#EVER#they’re in love i swear#bfs#trikey#mlm more like michael likes men
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whenever i remember this clip i just can’t help but giggle a little bit… like will’s really holding onto mike for dear life 😭 bunch of sillies
#i fear they’re never beating the sunshine x sunshine protector allegations#ik they’re literally being ambushed here but hsdhdjs#whatever#will u gotta chill no ones taking him from you#byler#will byers#mike wheeler#stranger things#byler endgame
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he WHAT
I didn’t get a video of it unfortunately but Sammy blew kisses at Danny tonight
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How it happened
How he remembers it
#never beating the allegations#fairy tail#lucy heartfilia#natsu dragneel#nalu#they’re so in love#just kiss already#the way he looks at her#everything about this#i want what they have#ugh i love them#ugh my heart#take me back to the night we met
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olivia describing the dynamic between alicent & rhaenyra as ‘simmering, tempestuous, and bonded’ — fellow rhaenicent fans how does it feel to never lose
#they’re never beating the allegations#because#olivia cooke will never let them beat the allegations#alicent hightower#olivia cooke#house of the dragon#rhaenicent#hotd
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i actually have to kill myself… sasuke, mangekyō sharingan and rinnegan wielder, the only one with eyes worth comparing oneself to, tells boruto that he has naruto’s eyes… like are you listening. sasuke, who literally has THE eyes of all time, looks at boruto and is reminded of naruto’s eyes. the domesticity… the gentleness… the subtlety of this sort of romance. it’s so personal to me. like girl naruto doesn’t have any eyes worth remembering!!!!! but if you’re in love with him, oh then of course naruto’s eyes are worth remembering. of course you’ll take the chance to tell his son he has your lover’s eyes, because naruto is so special to sasuke that he’s the only one he thinks of, and the only one he’s always thinking of. sasuke on this pedestal of having the most gifted eyes known in his universe, having risked everything just to have these eyes, remember’s naruto’s blue eyes in the face of his son, devoid of any power besides the fact they belong to the only person sasuke loves.
#naruto#sns#nrt#uzumaki naruto#suffering#uchiha sasuke#can someone put me down#biting at the walls going feral insane#no babe your eyes are so beautiful idgaf that they’re blue and boring i love u :3#sasunaru#narusasu#boruto sns never beating the gay allegations even post-kishi
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happy one year to these gay ass mfs in the library
#stranger things#ronance#nancy wheeler#robin buckley#st4#st4 vol2#st4 vol1#gay ass bitches#they’re never beating the allegations i fear#they changed my life
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#mcdrai#they’re never beating the codependency allegations#mcdrai do anything by yourselves challenge#their polycule is cute though i can’t lie
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having paige in the main photo when it’s ur brother’s birthday is kinda crazy 😭😭
#never beating the allegations#pazzi#paige bueckers#azzi fudd#they’re acc stupid#cuties#i love them tho#uconn wbb
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the height difference.
#instagram repost#pierre looks so pocket sized here#they’re never beating the royal couple who had a marital rift allegations#esteban ocon#pierre gasly#frenchpine#all pain f1 team#qatar gp 2023
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