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sunglassesmish · 1 year
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AHHH!!!!!!
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palecryptid · 6 months
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“well, well, well.” 😬
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swedenis-h · 10 months
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ITS DINLUKE WEEK!!1!
This an old au idea I had with my friend keylime about Luke and Leia going to ✨political parties✨ to gain allies for the New Republic! Of course dinluke shenanigans occur, we can’t have politics and daddy issues the WHOLE time 🙄✋
June 11th prompt: The Senate Deals with DinLuke Shenanigans (@dinlukeweek)
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aeirithgainsborough · 9 months
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DISNEY + storybook openings 1. Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937) 2. Pinocchio (1940) 3. Cinderella (1950) 4. Sleeping Beauty (1959) 5. The Sword in the Stone (1963) 6. The Jungle Book (1967) 7. Robin Hood (1973) 8. The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (1977) 9. The Tigger Movie (2000) 10. Enchanted (2007)
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pinkwindowwithin · 5 months
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DELTARUNE BORTHDAY!!!!
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kyurochurro · 10 months
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dance with me , hero!!
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sonia-wah-wah · 6 months
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Have you all noticed how Simon's outfit changes over the course of the show? He goes from his original outfit to his Ice King robes, to a worn suit with a blue tint, and then back to his normal Simon suit. I think this visually shows that Simon is slowly realizing he actually doesn't want to ever be Ice King again, even if he keeps saying that he has to. Considering it was his most fucked up version yet who gave him back his Simon outfit, it also probably symbolizes that he's remembering what's important in his life: finding Betty, not "fixing" Fionna and Cake's world. It was thinking about Betty that kept him relatively harmless in Adventure Time. The Winter King doesn't have that and is much more destructive than the Ice King ever was. I think this is especially explicit when he asks the Winter King about Betty and he replies he doesn't think about her anymore, and it's even more so when you consider this scene starts with Simon commenting on getting back his old suit.
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emberz7 · 1 month
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fell asleep in class again 🍇
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muchmossymess · 1 month
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Why is everyone here so obsessed with sex and romance why can't you appreciate the comedic genius of "rivals who fight about parenting to rile the other up to begrudging coparents who bicker like a divorced couple to actually maybe tolerating the other and the insults are now less spiteful and biting to hells first qpr (queerplatonic rivalry) to hells first qpr (queerplatonic relationship)"
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eluminium · 7 months
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spoilers for impulses latest episode and cleos blood on the clock tower round
but OH MY GOD IMPULSE IS SUCH A BADASS. HE PULLED HIS ROLE OFF BEAUTIFULLY. AND ITS SO THEMATICALLY PERFECT. IMPULSE GETTING THE IMP/DEMON ROLE WHILE BEING AN IMP/DEMON IN GENERAL FANON??? PERFECTO. IT WRITES ITSELF. THE NICE SWEET FATHERLY MAN IS THE FEARED DEMON, THE WOLF IN SHEEPS CLOTHING.
AND THATS NOT EVEN TALKING ABOUT HOW HE PLAYED. HOW DEVIOUS HE WAS. HOW THE FINAL CHALLANGE BETWEEN HIM AND VICTORY WAS HOW MUCH THE OTHER HERMITS COULD TRUST HIM. AND THE MAN SAID IT HIMSELF, WHO WOULDN'T TRUST THAT FACE???? BUT THEY WERE WRONG. HE TRICKED THEM. HE TRICKED THEM SO GOD DAMN HARD AND ANYTIME ANYONE WAS ON HIS TRAIL HE THREW 'EM OFF EVENTUALLY. ISKALL WAS ONTO HIM BUT EVENTUALLY VOTED WITH HIM AGAINST XISUMA! AND REN, WHILE BEING THE CLOSEST TO GETTING HIM, ADMITTED THAT IMPULSE GAVE A GOOD DEFENSE AND THAT HE WASN'T SO SURE. AND GOD, HE AND CUB HAD THAT FINAL ROUND IN THE BAG. THE EVIL TEAM WAS GURANTEED VICTORY THE MOMENT IMPULSE NOMINATED XISUMA. BECAUSE HE AND CUB WERE GONNA TIE IT NO MATHER WHAT. CUB AND IMPULSE NEED TO WORK TOGETHER MORE, THEY'RE SO QUICK WITTED AND ANALYTIC TOGETHER.
BUT WHAT IT REALLY SHOWS IS HOW IMPULSE CAN BE SO DANGEROUS BY SLIPPIN' UNDER THE RADAR AND ABSORBING INFORMATION TO TWIST FOR HIS BENEFIT. LIKE HOW HE KEPT PUSHING ON HYPNO'S OBSERVATIONS ABOUT HIS NEIGHBOURS BEING EVIL KNOWING FULL WELL THAT HYPNO WAS DETECTING CUB WHO WAS THE MINION. HE WAS SPEAKING TRUTH, AND THATS WHERE IMPULSE IS AT HIS MOST DANGEROUS. WHEN HE'S TECHNICALLY TELLING THE TRUTH, BUT HE KNOWS MORE ABOUT THAT TRUTH THEN YOU BELIEVE. MAN MAY BE A SHIT DIRECT LIAR, BUT TWISTING THE TRUTH? THATS HIS ELEMEMT. ITS LIKE IF 3RD LIFE WENT PERFECTLY FOR HIM INSTEAD OF HIM GETTING KARMICALLY PUNISHED IN THE MOST FITTING WAY.
GOD I'M NEVER GONNA BE THE SAME CHEMICALLY AFTER THIS. THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL EXAMPLE OF THE THREAT THAT LIES BEHIND BEING KNOWN AS "THE NICE ONE." ITS A GORGEOUS SHOW OF HOW QUICK IMPULSE IS AND HOW MUCH DAMAGE HE COULD DO WITH JUST HIS DUMB SMILE AND SWEET VOICE AND HELPFUL DEMENOR. GOD. D A M N
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sorry but as an actor to be nominated for a role where the majority of the time the majority of your canvas is covered by sunglasses - it means you've done a damn decent job actually
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eroxotckv · 1 month
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"Please let me be there for you ♡ "
~ Diluc x fem! Reader
Angst to comfort. Reader having flashbacks. Insecure, secretive reader. Reader is Diluc's wife. Spoilers for Diluc's story. Arguing. Fluff in the end. (Tell me if I'm missing anything.)
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It was just another cold night, really. Nothing too special. The Winery was much less busy as darkness slowly falls in, filling the sky. The day was going in slow motion, almost as if to provoke you. In this cold night, you couldn't really remember the last time you felt a bit warm. You looked out the window, distracting yourself as you observe the crystalflies in the not-so-far distance gracefully playing around on the vineyards.
The sight was soothing. You continued to lose yourself at the scenery- and in truth, trying to get away from your thoughts. But you couldn't. If only there was a proper distraction to-
"Huh?!"
You flinched slightly when you felt a pair of protective and strong arms wrap around your waist tenderly from behind.
Diluc.
When did he get here? You turned to look around at him, noticing an...unreadable look in his eyes. Was he guilty? Angry? Sad? Whatever it was, you saw no warmth.
"Sorry" he muttered softly for scaring you with his sudden presence, looking at you with hesitant eyes. Slowly, he reached down a bit and buried his face into your neck.
Immediately, you knew what this was about.
You grimaced slightly but without ill intent, and gently put his hands away. Body heat was the last thing you needed.
"No.." A quiet murmur left your lips. You were forced to suppress a sigh. But Diluc wasn't too surprised as he looked up at your face again with a hint of sadness.
You were thinking about...the past. You couldn't help but think about the past few days of arguing. It was your fault, definitely. Or was it? Ugh, everything was so confusing...
Why did you have to be this way? Goddamn it was frustrating. He hated it. It felt...distant. Like there was invisible barrier between you both that only you can break.
You broke his walls, found the key to his heart and made him smile brightly. The smile he thought he'd never smile again after the night his father died. And even worse....Kaeya.
It was torture. You knew everything about him. Helped him. You were there for him- so why couldn't he be there for you-- he loved you, you understand...right?
No matter how much Diluc pleaded, you would and could never find it in yourself to succumb into the relief Diluc has always promised you.
You were thinking about the past. And he knew just that.
"Not right now, sorry." Dismissive. You couldn't help it. You'd rather leave him alone than hurt him further. Before you could turn away, his gloveless hands had already latched onto yours with a firm, firm grip, pulling you back into his embrace. Yet gentle. He'd never hurt you. Ever. He's desperate and you can see it in his eyes.
He loves you, he loves you, he loves you.
And he was going to make sure you knew just that.
Diluc's demeanor and tone became cold at the rejection, his burning red eyes glared at you.
"Not right now?" He repeated, holding in a scoff with disbelief and a subtle hint of pain in his voice. But either way, you notice the slight tremble in his words as you looked up at your husband with widened eyes.
Diluc frowned and closed his eyes tightly, as if to calm himself down by the sheer amount of rage he was feeling. His hands clenched tightly onto yours- he won't let you run away from him. His heart. Not this time.
And yet, they wouldn't hurt you. He wouldn't dare..
And then his eyes snapped open and you shivered slightly by the intensity of his gaze.
"Why 'not now'? Am I not important to you anymore? Why won't you let me comfort you?! You're my wife after all!!" He exclaimed, his voice loud and filled with a lot of anguish.
But you knew- both of you knew that all this rage, this frustration was out of his love and his desperation to save you from whatever- anything and everything that's bothering you. His concern for you. Because everytime he says "I love you" to you, it isn't a joke. He loves you.
You open your mouth to say something- anything but nothing comes out. It feels selfish. To pour your worries and troubles on him. But it feels guilty when you see him like this.
"Please" the depth of desperation in his voice was surprising. And your eyes widened again at the tears in his eyes.
He felt his heart ripping apart, the one You brought to life. He didn't want to lose you. To hell with anything else- but you? Not you. He'd lose everything else but you.
Your heart squeezed when he tighten his grip around you, placing your head against his chest and cradling you. He held you like he'd never want to let go. He didn't. He couldn't let go.
Only then, were you aware of how fast his heart beat was. Soon enough you felt tears in your own eyes.
You felt his tears drop onto your shoulder, soaking the fabric on top a bit. You don't mind. You're just heartbroken.
"Please.." He repeats silently, burying his face into your shoulder as he let his tears fall. And you don't push him away this time. "Do not leave me like this.."
"Please don't ignore me- don't hide yourself from me." And now your tears fall too "I love you, Y/n. You."
"I-I beg you. Not like this. " his voice shook as he struggled to continue. "I hate arguing with you. I'm sor-."
But you were fed up with his apologizing. It wasn't even his fault. You should let him through as he has done to you.
His eyes widened as pressed your lips to his and the tears had stopped. You were standing on your tippy toes, holding his hand reassuringly.
A silent yet warm "I love you too"
The night wasn't that cold anymore.
You pull away, out of breath and take his chin in your hands. He blushed deeply, feeling that warm, home feeling as he looked into your eyes with love.
And he kissed you back with a many more silent I love yous on his lips as you kiss them back with your own I love you toos.
It felt completely relieving for the both of you.
"Listen" you started firmly but lovingly and his attention was on you, completely. Well, it always is anyway. "I don't want you to apologize."
"I understand your love and concern completely" your tone softening as you smiled faintly "because I love you too."
"If anything, I'm sorry for hurting you like this." Diluc was almost going to say you didn't need to apologize but you were aware of this and quickly spoke once more.
"Diluc. I love you. And that's the best thing ever in my life." A deep sigh leaves your lips as you look into his eyes with hesitation- sure, but also love. Care. Trust. And determination.
You were determined to make things right.
"I feel scared. Confused. It hurts to think about it. My feelings. My past." You look at him, seeing tears in his eyes, but also seeing reassurance in them.. "There are no black and white shades. They are gray, unfortunately. I'd hate to be a burden. But if I hurt you more by keeping all this pain to myself, then...I will let you in.."
For a moment he looked at you blank. He was slightly pale. You were a bit scared to see him like this and you tilted your head slightly.
A faint blush adorned your cheeks as soon as you caught sight of the happiest growing beam on his face.
And then it went straight to his heart. You will...let him in..? Oh! This is great. You will finally trust him, then?
To say he was happily relieved was truly an understatement, at this point.
His eyes were again, filled with warmth and mountains of relief.
He pulled you into a safe bear hug, holding you close and peppering the most sweet and gentle kisses onto your face and lips, almost endlessly. You smiled, in a lovesick manner, feeling his unconditional love and the euphoria he gifts you..
"Diluc.." When you chuckled, his heart ached with love. He missed your laugh.
He looked up at you once more, a tender smile gracing his lips beautifully. The only smile he'd give you.
"My love, my wife, my darling- don't let me go, darling. Without you my heart is useless. I love you...please, please let me be there for you.."
He whispered almost breathlessly and you pecked his lips, chuckling at the flush on his cheeks after.
"Please be there for me, Diluc."
And he smiled warmly. The night definitely was not going to be all that cold.
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larabar · 5 months
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"so, that was fun"
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flowery-king · 8 months
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He's from a musical its not my fault
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butchdiaz · 6 months
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was listening to mitski, thought of them & blacked out
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arcanegifs · 10 months
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"Hammer work is such a delicate art."
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