#DO YOU SEE MY VISION?

[demento-mori]

What if we both had unhealthy, toxic fixations with our shitty brothers because they were the only source of comfort we had growing up in a cold, uncaring home, but now they only want to use us as means to an end? What if we both yearned for the comfort and simplicity of our childhoods, but were looking through rose tinted glasses at a perfect past that never existed, and now only serves to burden us? What if we were both trying desperately to grab onto any semblance of power, by any means necessary, in a system rigged against us from the start? What if it wasn't enough. What if the only way to escape was to walk away from everything we've ever known? What if we chose something better? What if we chose freedom?

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and we were both girls 😳😳🙈

[knolastname-family]

I don't think having one evil aroace character is enough, we clearly need more. So might I present a modest proposal.

Valentino and Vox complain about each other to her constantly. Her advice is always to stop fucking or officially start dating. They ignore her everytime.

(She and Alastor get brunch and complain about the pair of morons. This is where Alastor learned the phrase spill the tea)

[andr0nap-wf]

woe, divine intervention upon ye

[thecharliedanger]

Everyone else talking about Emmrich Volkarin: Vincent Price Vincent Price Vincent Price...

Me, preparing refs for Emmrich fanart:

[watermelonsloth]

I love how the Akatsuki pairs can be summarized as:

Itachi and Kisame: Malewife

Sasori and Deidara: Manwhore

Hidan and Kakuzu: Manslaughter

Pein and Konan: Mansplain

Obito and Zetsu: Manipulate

[howlerbat]

a James Flint shipping chart

[mayashesfly]

Queer Platonic RadioStatic where they're all domestic with one another and have regular cuddles sessions and general bonding moments. Vox tends to give thoughtful gifts to Al, some of which being vintage things that reminds him of Alastor whenever he's busy in a meeting. Alastor would happily cook for Vox as they talk about their day, helping him rewind and will kill people that dare hurt him.

Alastor has no interest in sex, or at least directly participating in it. Vox is sex-favorable and they both agreed that Vox is allowed to have sex with Valentino and other people as long as they don't kiss/bite Vox on any other part of his body except on the lips/mouth.

Vox is his. And he's the only one allowed to kiss and adore every part of Vox's body and mark him. He's not that into direct kissing, especially french kissing, but would still pepper Vox with forehead and cheek kisses. Vox absolutely loves it.

Vox and Valentino still french kisses though.

One time Vox was telling Alastor about how french kissing was so good but he just kept making disgusted facial expressions at him. "Keep that between your boytoy and yourself, my dear. It's not gonna happen"

Vox just laughed, enjoying the silly expressions he had gotten from the radio demon before kissing Alastor on his furrowed brows. "That's perfectly fine by me! I'm happy to have you by my side as it is…."

"Sap"

[daddyissuesinwesteros]

You guys need to understand that modern Aegon would be succesfull youtuber/tiktoker! I am tired of this flipping fries/beggar agenda. You all need to open your third eye and see the truth.

Think about it, he would be male version of Tana Mongou.

"horrible relapse in my judgement" videos week after week.

Cringy horrible thirst trap on tiktok, he would think he ate it but he simply isnt on the joke.

When i close my eyes i have this vision of all green family members sitting at the ceremonial table. Everyone is silent, only the sounds of chewing and the clatter of cutlery can be heard.

Haelana, Daeron, Aemond all attend some ivy legue uni.

And here is Aegon, wearing tacky gold chain, supreme t-shirt and ankle monitor becouse he, yet again fucked something up(propably something with crypto) but makes shit load of money doing the most idiotic, lazy shit while the rest of them is in a school debt.

Aemond wants to jump over the table and murder him.

Aegon is propably banned from Japan.

Wake up people and see the truth.

[ghostface-knight]

After years of seeing "I'm very disappointed" on report cards, and hearing "Thank God your dad can just buy your way into college" from classmates, Stephanie Lauter had accepted that she was not smart.

It wasn't that she didn't like to learn -- when she was young, she loved school. Her favorite class of science. She loved learning about the world around her, and how it worked.

Miss Tessburger would pick her up after school in her dad's black Porsche, and Steph would immediately start explaining the things she had picked up from class that day.

"Did you know that insects make up half the world's known species?" She'd recite.

And each time, she'd be met with something along of the lines of, "Stephanie, your father is very busy today, so don't bother him with this nonsense."

She thought it was the fact itself. Maybe Miss Tessburger just didn't like insects! Steph knew her father was a very busy man, and so it made sense that she shouldn't bother him unless the fact was really worth it. So she'd try history facts. She'd tell Miss Tessburger about weather phenomena. She'd explain mathematical equations which, although not groundbreaking for an adult, were quite impressive for a child of eight years old. Each time, she watched for the hint that this time, it was worth telling her dad. And each time, she recieved the same, disinterested responses.

So, eventually, she came to the conclusion that the things she was learning in school where not important. Her father was very successful, and he didn't want to hear the things she was learning, so who was to say she needed to know them?

And so she stopped telling Miss Tessburger facts on the way home from school. She stopped reading for fun. She stopped paying attention in class.

That was when her grades started getting worse, but the school didn't notify her father unless she failed a class, and he couldn't be bothered to check each time Steph brought home a report card.

In a way, it was easier to slack off. She didn't have to consider the complex concepts she used to seek out. Pretty soon, she forgot the rush of exhilaration she used to get from learning. Pretty soon, it was like she had never cared in the first place.

So no, Stephanie Lauter was not smart.

And yet, when Peter Spankoffski tutored her, he treated her like she was Albert Fucking Einstein.

"So, the domain of f(x) cannot be zero." She worked out, scribbling on her loose leaf. She looked up at Pete, expecting him to correct her. Instead, he broke into a goody grin.

"You got it Steph! Composite functions have nothing on you." He looked over her work with admiration. "I'm not sure you even need me anymore. You know all this stuff."

Steph smirked. "Maybe, but I think I'll keep you around."

She turned back to her paper, but could clearly see Pete turning bright red out of the corner of her eye.

"Ah, see, I do need you. Because I have no idea what the hell this one is asking me to do." She pointed to an equation.

Pete leaned over, and read the equation out loud. "Find the inverse of f(x) = (x/2) + 7. Oh, this one's easy." He said, grabbing a pencil and starting to write.

"Easy for you to say." Steph mumbled. "You're in the hardest math class this shit-hole offers."

Pete looked up at her. "Not true! I'm in AP Calculus, and they offer Linear Algebra." He sighed, noting Steph's unamused expression. "Look, I only said that cause I know you know this."

"I don't though!" She groaned in exasperation.

"Yes you do! How do you find the inverse of a function?"

"I don't know!" She exclaimed.

"Steph, look at me." Reluctantly, Steph obliged.

Pete took her hand, and looked into her eyes with his own deep brown ones. She softened.

"Take a breath. You know how to do this, I promise. How do you find the inverse of a function?"

Steph took a breath and closed her eyes. "You- you switch x and y, then solve for x."

Pete's smile was the only confirmation she needed. "I told you that you don't need me." He said softly as she got to work solving the equation.

Steph considered it. "Either way, can you stay?"

And the doe eyes strike again. "Of course, Steph." He paused. "I'll always stay."

[change-the-rules]

*places both of my hands on either side of your face, gently cradling your head*

listen to me closeted cressida cowper in high femme drag flirting her way onto the back of eloise's decked out motorcycle as she rides with dykes on bikes

[gravedigg]

Guys I have…. a vision

[monzterzack]

[majosullivan]

So…we know that Pluto wanted to go to Paris to see the lights, with him hating being in Blackpool, calling it a shoddy painted-up town and wanting to see the real thing. With Duke, asides from him obviously being French, his coin being a French coin shows us that he spent some of his life in France.

Now, I’m not saying that anything is going to happen, I’m simply putting it out there that the two of them have the possibility to do something that would be so Rapunzel and Flynn/Eugene of them

[livetogether--diealone]

yep

[mjrtaurus]

Modern AU Monkey D. Dragon being a very well put together anarchist punk. He's that guy who shows up to every human rights protest in his area and is having a civil discussion while the counter protester is screaming in his face. He's the guy that shows up to the city council meetings dressed in a nice suit but with face tattoos and piercings on full display with a mile long list of horseshit things that the council has done or let slide. He's been arrested repeatedly, but knows his way around the law so well that they can't hold him legally for more than a few hours or risk getting sued, which he absolutely will do.

Local government and police department HATE him, but they can't do jack shit about him.

[noodlesarecheese]

Remember back when the fault in our stars was super huge and everywhere you looked there were like pins and buttons and everything with the okay? okay. on them?

That but it's blimey. (or blarmey)