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Is it too much for the people I'm sheltering with to just, put in earbuds and listen to YouTube, or TikTok, or music, and do homework or something? Why must you be loud? Why must you sing out loud to music you're playing out loud?

As someone who is not from the Midwest, may I ask what the deal with going outside to watch a Tornado is?

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As someone who is not from the Midwest, may I ask what the deal with going outside to watch a Tornado is?

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LOST POSSESSIONS - aventurine, boothill, x reader

- in which you lost your wedding band during a conflict with something/someone.

- novas comeback post guys I'm gonna be more fluent with writing I promise. hope you enjoy this though I was gonna add Sunday but my computer is literally at 1 percent sooooooo....

- a lot of crying, minor swearing, besides that all comfort... wc 912

When Aventurine walked into your shared home to the sight of you sobbing on the couch, he thought of the worst. Are you hurt? Did something happen while he was at work? He went up to you to seek for answers.

“What happened? What's wrong?” He internally panicked, not wanting to allow you to see his current emotions. He kept calm as you sat up, tear stained face poking a hole through his battered heart.

“You’re gonna be so pissed!” You sob, somehow starting to cry even harder. You dove back into the warm cushions of the couch when you felt the part near your shins dip, and a hand running through your hair and massaging the back of your scalp.

“You can tell me anything. I won’t be upset, I promise,” he gave you a sympathetic look before proceeding. “But if you’re not comfortable with it, I won’t push you.”

You hesitantly show him your bare hands, and he takes them in his. You roll over to face him and look at him with a pained expression, and that's when he seemed to realize. 

“Where's your wedding ring?” He said, his words quick. He looked at you slightly wide-eyed before you began bawling again. He began to swipe the tears out of your eyes, his thumb coming into contact with your lower lashes as he quietly attempts to hush you and calm you down.

“Was it stolen? Did you lose it?” 

You bring a hand up to your face before sniffling. “It got stolen. The diamond was too appealing to some bastard on the streets on Golden Hour, and it was swiped right off of my hand!” 

You curl back into yourself before Aventurine comes down to kiss your face. “I’m not mad at you, babe. I’m beyond pissed off with the person who did that. Nobody seems to have even a drop of human decency these days, do they?” 

You slightly shrugged before hugging him close. He returned the hug, and held you there until you quietly whispered a question into his ear. “What are we going to do about the ring?”

He slightly chuckled before bringing his head on top of yours. “I might as well get you a new one. The old one was rather… out of date, if I must say so myself. I could get you a bigger, brighter diamond.”You attempted to protest, attempting to say everything he knew you wanted to say- even something made out of paper would be good enough for me. But he thought you were worth the shiniest, biggest, rarest stone in the world. Worth much much more than that. And this incident wasn’t much of a setback for him, and really didn’t make his wallet cry very hard at all.

Boothill doesn’t play when his significant other is not doing very well. He’s immediately at your side, stroking your hair and trying to do or say anything he can to make you feel better. 

But in this instance, it didn’t really work. He realized after a few moments that he just had to be patient, and wait for you to come to him,

“You’re going to be so mad at me if I told you,” you hiccuped, before continuing to talk. “Please don’t yell at me.”

“Why would I ever yell at ya’?” He said, his voice uncharacteristically quiet. “Whatever's got your pretty face all stained with tears can’t be that bad. I hate gettin’ mad at ya’, and ya’ know that.”

You nodded, but dug your face deeper into the pillows. Boothill simply put his metal hand on your back, and rubbed up and down. While the sensation felt cold, it seemed to work to help calm you down because you felt more at ease, and he could tell that too. 

“I lost my wedding ring. I don’t know where it went, but one moment it was there and then the next it wasn’t on my hand anymore,” you cut out, trying to hold back more tears. You could see his face change from scared to relaxed.

“Hey, don’t stress it. That’s just a lil’ setback, nothin’ to worry about. We’ll either find it or I’ll buy ya’ a new one,” he says as he picks up your now bare hand, a flash of sadness showing through his eyes. “What’ll make ya’ feel better? Cuddles? If we went out to try n’ find it?”

You shrugged, and he nodded. You buried yourself even deeper into the blankets, giving him the hint that you just wanted to stay inside for now. You felt too bad and your face was rose red from crying, your eyes puffy and your voice raspy. He climbed into the bed with you, wrapping his strong, metallic arm around your covered torso. 

“I’ll do a thorough investigation tomorrow. People don’t usually lie to Galaxy Rangers, but I doubt those adorable cutie pies would know somethin’ like that,” he immediately cringed, realizing how the sentence came out. His stupid synesthesia beacon. 

But he heard you laugh, and the cringe feeling dissipated into a warmth in his metal chest. His whole goal is to keep you happy, healthy, and safe. If he were to fail at one of those things, he’d fail at his own purpose. For now, his only thing is to cheer you up, and make sure you know that he would never be mad at you for a mistake that's not even your fault.

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Astarion: Found family? Why, yes, I suppose we are.

Karlach: One hundred percent!

*The Office style camera zooms in on Shadowheart and Lae’zel tumbling on the ground in the distance, Wyll and Tav trying to stop them, Gale using the distraction to steal somebody’s boots, and Halsin oblivious to everything happening and just chilling under a tree with some baby ducks*

Astarion, not even turning around: We even bicker like a family!

Karlach: What— *turns around* GUYS NO—

*Camera zoom on Astarion’s face while Karlach runs to physically pry Shadowheart and Lae’zel apart*

Astarion: Good times, good times.

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Sharing this here too

I do not usually make posts like this but recently I have seen a lot of content on Instagram, Twitter and I think tiktok too misunderstanding the meaning of intrusive thoughts, which may cause people experiencing them to be upset.

I have tried to shortly explain the difference of impulsive and intrusive and hope it will help people to understand and use the words correctly.

Reblogs are very much appreciated!

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tv shows with time travel organizations/bureaus/police/agencies/whatever should have a department with instead of a tech genius eating candy, it’s a harried seamstress or fashion designer who is like

“1450 italy? does it look like I have the time to dye you wool? nO. YOU’RE GOING TO THE 1980s”

and throws shoulder pads at the hapless time agent

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What is it called when you're so shocked and sick of your parents audacity, that you've decided to go back a generation and blame your grandparents? (My maternal grandfather specifically, because he fucked up my mom, who is, in turn, continuing the cycle)

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Ruggie: Is it just me or is Yuurin looking sad today?

Jack: She is.

Ruggie: Huh? Why?

Jack: She lost the first-ever hairpin Leona-senpai gave her.

Ruggie: ...

Ruggie: Damn, but she has other hairpins, no?

Jack: Yeah, but it has the design of an Arctic tern and Yuurin really loves it.

Ruggie: ...

Ruggie: Alright. I'll go look for it.

Ruggie: Yuurin, here's the hairpin you've lost.

Yuurin: Ruggie-senpai?

Ruggie: You must've dropped it somewhere while doing your errands.

Yuurin: *nods*

Ruggie: Anyway, stop sulking now.

Yuurin: Thank you, Ruggie-senpai.

Ruggie: Don't mention it.

Yuurin: Is there anything I can do to repay you, senpai?

Ruggie: Eh, it depends. If you have some cash to give me, shishishi.

Yuurin: ...

Ruggie: *back to his room*

Ruggie: ...

*Seeing a chest full of gold sitting on his bed*

Ruggie: *noticed the small note on top of it*

“Thank you so much for finding my hairpin, Ruggie-senpai. — Yuurin”

Ruggie: ...

Ruggie: She respects me. 🥹

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blogging

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The Panama Canal

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>> requested: yes, by an anon >> a/n: erm. mal doesnt respond bc hes already there

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Ladybug, petting a purring, happy Chat Noir: - yeah, so that's how we lost our mentor and our temporary heroes.

Batman, trying to hide his excitement: So, you're interested in a new mentor and team?

Ladybug, confused: *stops petting Chat Noir* Huh?

Chat Noir: *stops purring* *blinks drowsily at Batman*

Batman, now vibrating with excitement: How do you two feel about adoption?

Bonus:

Nino, preparing himself somewhere else to fight Gabriel for custody over Adrien: I feel a disturbance in the force 👀

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*The squad is over at Marinette 's house*

Dick: Ohhhh, we each get our own oven?Marinette : ... N-No, How many ovens do you think I have???

Dick, motioning to their kitchen: Three, I thought!

Damian: I see a-

Marinette , motioning to one device: This is a microwave.

Dick: Oh, well I-

Marinette : Hey wait wait, actually- hang on- *fiddles with the buttons on the microwave*

amazed: Its got a bake setting!

Tim: Ohoho, you learn something new every day!

Jason: Do we- Do we roshambo for who gets to pick first?

Marinette : Now I've just discovered I have more ovens than I thought, we don't have to roshambo nothin!

Marinette : I am someone who owns four ovens...

Marinette , louder and way too happy: I am someone... who owns FOUR OVENS...

Marinette : I didn't know I was so rich with ovens...

Adrien, pointing to another appliance: Also the toaster oven!

Dick: Ohhh, toasty boy! Four- Five ovens!

Marinette , fucking ECSTATIC: I AM SOMEONE WHO OWNS FIVE OVENS

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Jason:

Alfred:

Jason:

Alfred: No.

Jason: But Alfie!

Alfred: No, Master Jason. You can't just go out and adopt a sad teenager.

Jason, clutching Marinette: But why not? How is this any different than what Bruce does?

Marrinette, muffled: I'm not sad, I'm stressed and overworked and haven't had a full night's sleep in ages.

Tim: Sounds like she's practically already one of us.

Bruce: She might have parents, Jason.

Jason: As if that has stopped you before!

Marinette, still muffled: Yep, I actually have parents.

Dick: She's pretty adorable.

Jason: Right?!

Afred: Master Richard, please!

Cass: *koala hugs Marinette from the other side and gives Bruce a long stare*

Damian, spoiling some of the kwamis: I have decided that she shall join the family.

Jason: See? Even the brat claimed her as family and he barely wanted Dick!

Marinette, sandwiched between Jason and Cass and trying to speak louder: Actually I'm only here because I really think we might need help against our Parisian villain.

Bruce: You're fighting a villain? I assume you're a sidekick? Who's your mentor?

Alfred, dangerously low: Master Bruce.

Marinette: Not a sidekick. Since our Mentor lost his memories and our temporary heroes got exposed it's just my partner and I.

Bruce:

Alfred:

Bruce: So-

Alfred: OH FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!