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woolysstuff · 2 years ago
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I AM SO NORMAL ABOUT HIM
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Evil!Sun my beloved (Edit// This Evil!Sun is from TSAMS and is not an AU of mine guys)
Bonus doodle
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kings-highway · 11 months ago
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Tendou being really good at close up magic for no particular reason and sort of just using it as a party trick except for that one time at a tournament when Oikawa came over to pre-game shit talk them and Tendou reduced him to near hysteria by pulling a seemingly endless supply of coins out of his ear
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karistiltskin · 1 year ago
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arthur is funny in his own right but when merlin comes along oh boy does he have a lot of catching up to do
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mortysmith · 2 years ago
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while we're on the subject of "morty-prime teamup" what if there was another two crows situation
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mostly-natm · 10 months ago
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I think Lore would be very willing to fight a child.
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shmowder · 3 months ago
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The girls are FIGHTING
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sleepyorchidmonster · 2 years ago
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What about an HSR event where Dr. Ratio visits Belobog in the name of the Intelligentsia Guild?
He was just seeking to improve diplomatic relations (especially after the whole Topaz thing) and learn more about Jarilo VI, but an emergency comes up (maybe the Anihilation Gang again, Belobog is closely connected to Qlipoth) and he joins the investigation team.
One thing leads to another and, while exploring the Underworld, he starts acting as a teacher for the kids (Hook wants to learn more about space and thinks he is funny, he is now an honorary member of the Moles).
Hook is a menace, Clara is an angel and Ratio is devising a whole curriculum for all the Underworld kids with the help of Natasha, Svarog, Bronya and Serval.
The event's main minigames vary from pop quizzes to debates with Ratio, as well as a "build your own helmet to block out stupid people" (suggestion by Hook).
You can equip the helmet later, and there's also a trashcan option.
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queerstudiesnatural · 3 months ago
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i think being aroace has saved me from a lot of bad situations because i also am a people pleaser and an optimist about people's intentions and i've found myself in a number of pretty bad relationships that could have become a lot worse if i'd fallen for their advances instead of keeping them at arm's length and in the friend zone. i'm finally watching you and off the top of my head i can think of 3 men that i've been involved with in some way or other that were textbook joe goldbergs, and the only reason i didn't get in deeper with them is because i was "only" friends with them and never had any intention of dating them or sleeping with them, even when they clearly wanted to. and honestly being aroace is a struggle sometimes because you're so outside of society, but sometimes it's also a blessing. when i look back on some of the men i've been around i thank god that i don't date.
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finefett · 2 years ago
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It's funny how tf has all these different explanations on how transformers are created like they can be constructed or forged and they're young but they don't really have "children" or "parents" in the same way organics do. except for wheelie tho who is a straight up child with parents💀
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tenojan-in-tevinter · 1 year ago
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Lavellan post!!!! Aaaa I love her ok. Her name is Mirevas and she really wishes she hadn't agreed to go to the human politics meeting. She's very stubborn and headstrong and will speak her mind. She distrusts humans, but not enough to be actively hostile to every human she sees. She will beat you up if you call her "knife-ear" or if you insult her friends. She's also a lot stronger than she looks, she's fairly small even for an elf.
Pics of her pretty face:
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She has complicated feelings about her clan and believes they sent her on the "shit job" (the conclave) to get a break from her. Even though 70% of the perceived beef they have with her is half in her head and half from one or two individual clanmates. They love her and miss her and hope she's okay. And she misses them so bad sometimes it aches. But that's probably just the mark...
The actual 30% conflict she has with her clan mostly has to do with her ideas about elven culture and how stupid it is that they all act like they know so much when it's clear they know so very little about their past. Among other things. Like spirits and demons. She is fascinated by them to a degree that disturbs her clanmates a bit. And also anyone outside her clan who gets her talking.
She does not like Solas at first. She thinks he's super annoying. He thinks he knows everything, doesn't he. He won't shut up. And he's bald. And he talks like some puffy human noble guy. What's up with that. And he has opinions about spirits and demons that... make sense?? And sometimes he says something and suddenly she can't look at him anymore or she'll start smiling. Ass.
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happyfeetfuryroad · 2 years ago
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The saddest thing to me is seeing how many people (both in universe and out) buy into the narrative that Ed "went mad because Stede abandoned him" i.e. that Edward is this fickle hyperviolent guy who will snap and cause atrocities to cope with his pain
When Edward!! Was coping!! Wonderfully!! Before someone!! Decided to harrass him!! With the express purpose of making him snap!!
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gxtzeizm · 1 year ago
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seeing this post about what tuchel actually did to their dortmund players back when he was at dortmund and also looking at what's going on with bayern especially the players these days makes me feels so devasted like....i had enough with him rn!!!!!!!
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aroyams · 2 years ago
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googling all my most recent/frequent dreams on a whim just to see if they're common or not and. apparently i ahve very bad anxiety :^)
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littlemoondarling · 1 year ago
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That moment you have a nightmare so realistic that you can't tell if you're actually awake or still in another layer of it
#in other news i barely had 3 hours of sleep#this was.... horrifying#normally my nightmares are grotesque and disgusting#but this was so realistic#it was mundane#just my day to day life#my aunt threw out my cat#i had a stel sister for some reason who had tried to throw out Custard but i fought her and got him back in#my other aunt's family were living with us for some reason and my usual aunt kept insulting my cousin#there was like one tiny glimmer of goodness in it tho#i got to speak to someone who matters alot to me#he lived in the same building in the dream#he looked so gorgeous omg#idk how we started speaking bc of dream logic but he was so sweet#my family kept interrupting me and i think he got scared from one of them#couldn't tell me who because he obviously doesn't know their names#i told him to leave bc he seemed lowkey afraid for his own safety#i apologized to him too#but he hid and my aunt came in to stare at the art he did on a wall infront of our balcony#i kept trying to distract her so he could safely leave but he stayed#then she started to lowkey insulting the art#saying that the iranian version of one of the people he drew was better 😭😭#he obviously got insulted and tried to explain stuff to her but you can't explain things to my aunt#it only adds fuel to the fire#you only agree with her... but he didn't know that#i somehow managed to resolve this issue with minimal casualties lol#i said something about wishing i could meet the artist who drew this (i didn't know it was him)#and he said that i already did and that he is accepting commissions and would even do it for free for me#anyway after he left my family started trash talking him#like real bigoted stuff
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kyros-tha-soldier · 2 years ago
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Doffy be on his own porch laying on his chair drinking wine with his boobs out, just hanging open air, glistening under the sun, completely oiled up, tryna get that dresseosan tan on his pale looking ass and he'll get called out by his neighbor Kyros and yell at him "cover them up, slut!"
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hyoer · 2 months ago
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Project: Get Over Bob
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pairing. Bob Reynolds x reader
synopsis. Bob likes someone that’s not you and now it's up to you to begin Project Get Over Bob.
warnings. no use of y/n, not much angst right now, reader pining for Bob but pushing it all down!! Bob breaking my little y/n's heart.
word count. 2.7k.
part 2.
Bob Reynolds was many things, but one thing he wasn’t, was subtle.
You knew it.
He knew it.
Everyone knew it.
So when he started batting his eyelashes at the owner of the local bookstore, you knew that you might have to get rid of your crush.
You and Bob had known each other now for at least a year, and had fallen into the perfect morning routine.
You’d wake up at 7am, stumble your way into the kitchen, knocking on everyone’s doors as you went. Of course, Ava, Bucky, and Walker would have already left for training, but it was nice to cause a bit of ruckus so early in the day. You’d pop some coffee on and by the time it brewed, Bob would be sitting at the island in the middle of the room with a grin and an extra Splenda packet for you.
But today?
Today, he was nowhere to be found.
“Coffee for me?”  Yelena asked as she wiggled her brows at you.
You smiled and scoffed “Knock yourself out.”
“Have you seen my bowie knife, I think I left it in the sink but I came to grab it last night and it was gone.” she whined, her bottom lip jutting out in such a cute way you couldn’t help but grin and pinch her cheeks.
“You left your disgusting dirty knife in the sink?!! We practically EAT out of there.” Walker shouts.
“We don’t eat out of the sink stupid.”
“Well, if we’re washing our dishes in the sink and we eat off of them then – yeah – we do.”
“So what? You decided to throw my knife away because of that??”
Yelena’s accusation turns John bright red, the two bickering and throwing insults around at a rapid pace.
While those two are enthralled in a "spirited debate"  Ava and Bucky stroll in. The latter animatedly mimicking what you think? is some kind of old-school wrestling move.
Bucky suddenly tunes into the two blondes’ argument and starts to smirk. You raise a brow at his reaction. His wink back was enough evidence that he definitely had something to do with the disappearance of Lena’s knife.
Yeah, you need to learn how to rage bait effectively from the centurion.
The elevator chimes and you all turn to see Bob waving, carrying a very nice smelling paper bag which you can only hope are filled with some almond doughnuts from Supermoon.
You open your mouth to say something, until a small figure coming out from behind him leaves you speechless. Long black hair, big eyes and-and wait it’s the lady from the bookstore? Lily?
You’d spoken to her before and honestly, she was lovely, super smart and made your day every time you stepped foot to her store. She'd recommended Dante's Inferno to you when you’d ask for an all-time classic so obviously you had to love her. You liked her so much you’d even taken her email so you both could discuss you guys’ excitement for the new Odyssey film.
And now here she was, the kind woman from the store clinging onto Bob’s side.
All you could see was his hand, Bob’s hand, your Bob’s hand covering hers so tenderly.
The way he did with you.
Everyone’s gaze seemed to zero in on you and your reaction.
“Hey guys, um Lily and I are heading to the game room, you-you guys are welcome to join, we’re watching The Shining!” god, the way his eyes shifted to hers in such a soft way, assuring her that she was welcome here, killed you.
He stares at you for a moment; you know Bob was looking for some comfort from you, that yes, it's ok he's brought her here and is finally trying to live a normal life.
Through your shock you pull yourself together, give a thumbs up and wink, mouthing the words "she’s cute". Your heart may be breaking but you care for him too much to not support something that makes him so obviously happy.
You can see him visibly relax and as the others rally to greet Lily a sudden flurry of steps from Alexei stole the group’s attention. The large leather clad (you’d have to have a conversion to him about the concept of lounge wear) man claps his hands together as he caught sight of the two in the doorway.
“Finally Bob, you ask Lily to come here. You know he asked me over and over and over advice on how to charm pretty woman with shop!” he says, turning to the group with a smile on his face.
Yelena places her hand in the small of your back and glares at Alexei, the man looking absolutely bewildered at the others’ reaction to what he thinks is the best news he’d heard all week.
“So.. you both together or –“ John questions, shooting an inquisitive look between the two.
“We haven’t really, well, haven’t put a label on it yet, we’re just hanging out, right-right?” he turns to face her, and every inch of her face lights up as she laughs.
“Yeah, this is his audition for boyfriend.”, nudging him in a familiar way.
They’d only known each other a month why were they suddenly so buddy-buddy?
Ava, as kind as ever, decides to change the subject, asking about the team’s plans for next month’s mission. You hear the words safe-house and horses but can’t bring yourself to care.
The lovebirds take this as their cue to leave and Bob gives you a soft smile as he walks away with someone that’s not you.
Ok.
Time to get over Robert Reynolds once and for all.
Phase 1
You decided to split Project Get Over Bob into 4 phases = fill up your timetable and become busy - stop hanging out with Bob – stop thinking of Bob – reach the ultimate nirvana and make yourself invisible to him.
Ok, well the phases were vaguely something like that.
Simple right?
Phase 1 was easy; you’d used the guise of a new hobby (jiu-jitsu) as an excuse to be out of any kind of common area or team activity. Claiming to the team during the monthly debrief that you had to know the sport as an effective cover for your mission.
So, while half of your day was taken up by morning classes and sparring in the afternoon with Lena and Buck, there was still the entirety of the evening to deal with.
You and Bob spent most evenings cooking dinner, filling reports to send off to Mel and watching shitty French arthouse films until you were both knocked out for the day.
This had to stop.
Ottolenghi could wait, you thought to yourself as you booted up your laptop and found the perfect pottery class that was on the other side of the city and about 2 hours long.
“Are you tryna to replace all of our plates?” a voice says from behind you, causing you to jump and almost drop the drink you were holding in your free hand.
“Jesus John, learn to make some noise when walking into a room!”
Walker jumps over the sofa landing snuggly next to you, he reeks of sweat nothing too bad but you wrinkle your nose in faux disgust.
“You smell awful did you roll around in dirt before you got here or what?”
“I’ll have you know I beat Bucky and Alexei while sparring today, hence the sweat.”
You look at him incredulously. There was no way that Walker could beat them 1 v 2. Sure, he was strong he’d managed to rough you up plenty of times but James had the fancy hydra serum and well Alexei was just out of his mind Russian so how did the so called ‘second rate’ captain America manage to beat them?
As if catching onto your line of thought John grabs your head and brings his arm around your neck, playfully tickling you with the other. You burst out in giggles, gasping and shouting at him to let you go.
While he has you in a headlock without mercy, Lily and Bob walk in. Their conversation stalls as Bob lays his eyes on the two of you messing around.
Walker straightens up and you stare at him confused with the immediate shift in behaviour.
“What are you both doing?” he questions his voice tight and his hands clenched at his sides.
“John managed to best the two greatest super soldiers on earth, apparently. I personally don't believe it” you state while winking in Lily’s direction. She holds her mouth with her palm, attempting to hide her laugh.
“Anyway, I’ve got some work to catch up on so I’ll see you guys later”,  you clap your hands while standing up and shuffle out of the room, bidding goodbye to them all.
Bob looks at your retreating figure, both John and Lily staring at him snaps him out of his daze and he leads her to the lab downstairs.
You couldn’t wait to leave the room, Bob’s reaction made no sense to you. You knew he was always slightly awkward with Walker but they had hashed out whatever issues they had months ago, so why was he so annoyed with him today?
The rest of the week goes by with you keeping as busy as possible, you can count on one hand how many times you’d even seen Bob and you wanted to keep it that way.
You told yourself all you had to do was make it to week 4, and you would be off to Mongolia with Alexei and Walker for at least 2 months, and by then the Bob-shaped hole in your heart would be filled up and pasted over.
Phase 2
All you needed to do for phase 2 of your plan was to wean yourself off the drug that was Bob. The aforementioned drug was not making it easy for you, even though you’d changed your habits, he hadn’t.
Every day he would wake up even earlier than usual and make your favourite breakfast of blueberry pancakes and an iced black coffee, leaving it on the counter closest to the elevator. He would stand next to your breakfast, almost militant in ensuring you ate every last bit because how else would you have enough energy for jiu-jitsu? He was so happy that you'd decided to take on a new hobby and put yourself out there, you deserved to have fun so of course he wanted to show his support in any way he could.
You’d then decided to take the stairs around the back so you could avoid him but he’d taken to waiting by reception with your breakfast in a small tin, like a wife waving her husband off for work. Was Bob your wife?
Never mind.
You then decided to forgo even more sleep and join John in his 4am gym sessions, leaving for class after sparing with the super solider that spent 2 hours kicking your ass so hard that by the time you got to class you were aching.
At least it had limited your conversations with Bob.
One other problem needed to be solved.
Bob’s night terrors were almost daily and before Erica-gate you had allowed him to come to your room, he’d nestle himself into your sofa, you would wake up sometime after and speak to him until he felt at ease at which point he would whisper goodnight and tip toe back to his own bed.
You knew deep down that he only came to your room because it was closest to his, the comfort of your sofa was the most alluring part to him, you guess. It was bigger than Bucky’s, way softer than whatever the hell John had stuffed in his room, cleaner than Ava’s, and Alexei and Yelena had declined any kind of comforts in their rooms so that wasn’t an option for him.
Bob loved your room.
So you would need to change your room.
It had to be sneaky. The others were already pestering you about changing your training timetable, but a big change like this would arouse suspicion from Bob.
Maybe a burst pipe would be best?
You knelt next to your sink, gripping the hammer you’d stolen from the construction team that were plastering the entrance of the tower after an unfortunate parking incident at the hands of Yelena. You weren’t worried about the sound of you brutally slamming the hammer to the pipe, you’d forced Valentina to soundproof everyone’s bathrooms out of fear the others would hear you screaming your lungs out to Dionne Warwick every morning.
One final hit and water exploded across the room, soaking the floor and walls. Within minutes, the water seeped into the carpet of your room and once you were satisfied you changed out of your wet clothes and temporarily disposed of the hammer under your bed.
Running out your room you shouted for Ava (she was always locked in her room, tinkering away at her next project) you asked her to call maintenance up and with that phase 2 was well on its way. Your fake concern was definitely believable.
The team sans Bob gathered round your room door as the very kind man who had fixed up your bathroom informed you and Mel that the flooring would need to be replaced because of the risk of mold.
You struggled to hide your joy at the success of your plan and turned your body to grin to yourself. Quickly turning back and putting on a concerned face as you ‘brainstormed’ a solution to your-self inflicted dilemma.
Ava tutted loudly as the group discussed where you would be staying. She locked eyes with you and gave you a look you couldn’t figure out, you’d have to chase her up on that later.
“Could I have the room next to you Buck?” his was the furthest from yours and would provide a respite from the man that you were attempting to avoid.
“Yeah course kid, need a hand with your stuff?”
You both spent the day moving every single item in your room into the one at the end of the hall, there wasn’t even a speck of dust that could have been traced back to you.
As you brought the last box out of your room Bob rounded the corner. It had been a few days since you’d last spoken to the man and even the sight of his face felt like too much for you to handle. But ignoring him now would be cruel and it wasn’t like you were trying to punish the guy.
Right?
His hair was up in a clip, something he normally only did when at self-care night with you and the other girls, tucked into Lena’s covers with a hyaluronic face mask and a hot chocolate. You liked it, he’d normally have his hair covering his face but you like seeing him, all of him.
“What happened? What w-why is your room boarded up, did something happen-“
“A pipe burst so I had to switch to a different room” you shrugged. “Buck offered the one attached to his so-”
“What-what about the one next to mine?”
Shit.
You hadn’t really thought about a good excuse for that, obviously, the one next to his would be the more reasonable option but you quickly spit out a lie.
“I was considering it
 but the view from the other side of the tower is so great at night! It’s nicer to have a view of Central Park than Goldman Sachs when I’m working.”
He nods in understanding, “Oh ok, that makes sense.”  He stills for a moment, and it looks as if he may say something, but he stops himself.
You take advantage of his hesitation. “I’m pretty tired, I’m gonna turn in m’kay, see you around Bob.”
“Yeah-yeah I’ll see you, goodnight.”
You walk past him as quickly as possible without looking back; if you had, you would have seen the absolutely devastated look on his face.
Bob wasn’t stupid.
He’d been trying to get your attention for the past two weeks. He knew that you were working hard to prepare for your mission, but you always made time for him no matter what.
Bob decided he would get to the bottom of your strange mood, no matter what it took.
Hey guys, hope you like the fic so far, It’s my first time writing fanfiction and not consuming it so if anyone has any writing tips pls let me know!
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