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ionomycin · 1 year
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Welcome home
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greencatalystcomet · 4 months
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cant believe jkr created a prison that forces you to relive all of your worst memories, put a fairly major character in that prison for twelve years without a trial, and then just... didnt make it a commentary on the justice system OR the prison system. just like "lol thats a quirky thing that happened just for plot reasons, no bearing on reality tho"
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willowser · 4 months
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i keep thinking about touya going to the same spot he and his ex do drop off, every two weeks. it's outside some little bakery that he thinks is too expensive—and he has a sneaking suspicion that's why his baby mama chose the place—but he always buys his little bug something regardless. a pink pastry with lots of sprinkles and frosting, in the shape of a unicorn or something or other.
and you always come with him. have been for a few years now and you make friendly small talk with his ex and when his daughter jumps into your arms, you swing her around and you both giggle to each other, foreheads pressed together, eyelashes blinking close enough to make his heart swell.
and the first time you're not there, his daughter doesn't wait a minute after jumping out of her mom's car to frown up at him and ask, "where's bub?"
and truthfully, touya's been dreading this moment since he'd pissed you off enough to have you storming out of his apartment, a few days ago. still doesn't know what to tell her, how to explain that he's never loved someone the way he loves you and yet he's sabotaging everything anyway.
"bub is at bub's house."
her light little eyebrows pull down ever further, until a crease forms between them, and then she even takes another look behind him in case he's joking. "why?"
touya grinds his gum between his teeth and tells himself it's better than a cigarette. "she just is."
his ex doesn't say anything, thank god, but he can feel the once over she gives him. he looks like shit and he knows it, because he's aggravated and disappointed in himself, and all the things he'd normally use to deal with those feelings would break his sobriety. so he's only got some spearmint gum.
his daughter doesn't say anything else until they're in their seats on the train, her by the window, drawing shapes in the fog her breath makes. they go through a tunnel and the light from the day disappears and she loses interest, turning to stare up at touya as he closes his eyes and leans his head back as far as it can go.
"are you and bub mad at each other?"
touya opens his eyes, but stares only at the ceiling of the train. all he can see is the hurt on your face when he'd yelled at you, the anger that he drew out, like a poison. "it's—" one thing he tries not to do to his kid, however, is lie. "somethin' like that."
she shuffles around in her seat until she's facing him fully, leaning her head against the back of it as she blinks her big, blue eyes up at him. "did she be mean to you?"
"no."
"did you be mean to her?"
it seems so complicated, when touya thinks about it. why he'd started a fight with you, where his insecurity comes from, why he wants you so bad but is too afraid to admit it out loud—but then his kid makes it seem so easy. so silly.
touya shuffles until he's facing her, too, and even scoots down in his chair so they're eye-level, almost like whispering school girls at a slumber party. "yeah," he admits. "i was kinda mean to her."
"but why?"
touya frowns and still doesn't know what to say. the city skyline opens up behind her, out in the distance, and he watches the setting sun over the buildings until it starts to make him sick. "you remember when you had that scooter, and you fell and scraped your knee?" she nods. "and then you didn't want to ride it anymore because you were afraid you'd do it again? it's...like that."
not a single look of understanding comes across her face.
touya sighs and scoots back upright, bending to dig his phone from his pocket. "you wanna talk to her?"
"yeah!"
he pulls up your contact in his phone—just your name and all the hearts removed, because he's petty like that—but instead of staring at it like he has been for days—he finally calls. it wouldn't surprise him if you didn't answer, but he gnaws his lip as it rings, and it seems like he and his little girl both hold their breath.
"hello?"
when he hands off the phone to his daughter, she happily snatches it up, turning on her knees to look out the window as she grins. "hi bub!"
and touya still doesn't know what to say or how he'll fix it, but he finds some comfort—some of the words—when he hears the tone in your voice change, all sing-song and adoring. "hi, my angel!"
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teaboot · 1 month
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I have decided that from now on when people jokingly speculate about highly personal experiences I'm just gonna answer honestly until it stops
Like yeah Shannon my parents did hit me growing up, would you like to sit down and talk about how that was a formative experience or did you want to tell me something with your big girl words
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troythecatfish · 6 months
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shrimpfriedeggs · 1 month
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soos kagerou days au.....
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blueflipflops · 10 months
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I think one of my favorite genre of clone centric star wars fics are where Fox and the Coruscant Guard gets their own jedi. Usually by digging through trash chutes. There's usually a jedi there or two. Fox found them so he's keeping them. And this somehow saves the galaxy.
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victoriadallonfan · 4 months
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…Oh my god, she’s just copying South Park
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That’s seriously where she’s at right now. Copying South Park’s attack on the trans movement.
Also, like, this is a TERRIBLE thing to bring attention to, considering the black character of Kingsley Shacklebolt she created.
And the fact that house elves really love slavery and Hermione trying to free them was seen as naive and ignorant.
Anyways, her post is in response to people upset that she’s targeting Lucy Clark, the first openly transgender football (soccer) referee in the world, who came out in 2018. She honestly just seems like a nice person.
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But this was too much for JK Rowling! She posted the above tweet and several more
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Misgendering and sending stray shots at people who cross dress too - apparently because the media(??) is too nice to them(??)
I wonder how JKR would react to learning that pants were initially unisex, and that pants were deemed “unmanly” at times
Or the fact that people who cross dress have played important roles in history, like Dorothy Lawrence
Of course, JKR doesn’t really care about facts.
All she cares about is that Lucy had the audacity to… lightly warn people to not make transphobic comments:
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JK Rowling is a real asshole
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heljay · 2 months
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Guess who inflicted @tf-bigbang this year with Space Catholics :D
I was paired with @cao-the-dreamer for "Heaven is empty, and all the gods are here" - a StarRest fic featuring reconciliations, a faith-induced existential crisis, and American Westerns!
Always a delight to draw Space Frollo and his beautiful racist Miss Liberty (as Cao called him lmfao). In spite of the Robot Tetris that ensues. :'3 I went in on the detail for it, as you can tell by the goddamn cape...
Was great to be paired with Cao though! I'll be reblogging this with the fic link once it's up! ;3
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loganslowdown4 · 1 month
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Remus: I’m off to do something stupid!
Janus: Hold the fuck up—
Remus: :(
Janus: Not without me!
Remus: :D
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seakicker · 2 months
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i think a naughty horny milf reader with milky tits and a pregnant belly should absolutely answer the door for a college-aged mail deliveryman who can’t focus on anything but the dampened spots on her flimsy nightie and the swell of her round belly hanging over her thong
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demonictacobeard · 7 months
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Lucifer dragging Adam into the hotel, a month after he became a sinner, by the back of his shirt: It was funny at first, but when you get killed the 30th time it’s just bad for the fallen Angel brand
Adam, his ears flat against his skull: Fuck your brand, it’s already gone to shit with you as the representative. Do you really think your kid is going to let me in there after everything I did to her family of sinners, and try to save my wretched soul
Lucifer: I don’t know why you’re putting quotation marks around that, you summed up your soul very well to me. But I know Charlie will take you in, because she believes in second chances
Adam: I don’t know how when she was raised by you. Bitch do you even believe in this crap?
Lucifer: Not at first, but she changed my mind. I believe in her. And she was right! She did it, a sinner was redeemed into heaven. That snake sinner you killed is now causing mass molting in heaven because the angels are having a crisis of faith
Adam, horrified: PENTAGRAM BARBIE DID WHAT?!
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troythecatfish · 6 months
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Source: Mattxiv on instagram
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snazzydwarf · 3 months
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Bloody Cale art is my fave genre of art in this fandom :> So I HAD to add to it haha (might render it properly later on)
Ref used under!
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emily-mooon · 4 months
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Scott Pilgrim Characters as Text Posts but they’re mostly of Stacey and Neil cause I’m obsessed with them :]
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nix-sacrificium · 4 months
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Rollins had an artistic streak that ran near as deep as his sadistic one, though he rarely got to flex the two skills as one— Unless he was working on the Asset; a canvas that healed, and didn’t really scar— and looked up at him with it’s big dumb doe eyes and thanked him as he attempted to detail wings into its back for— Jack didn’t even know how long that had taken him...
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