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#IM ACTUALLY GOING TO LOSE MY MIND
kitten4sannie · 15 days
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CHOI SAN WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU……..
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foul-milk · 7 months
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No but the way that Lando started way back from George and is ahead of him. Ouch. Not looking good.
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ribbittrobbit · 1 month
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Ruvina, goddess of winter and sorrow
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fluffyartbl0g · 9 months
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Leaving the confines of his bedroom, Law met Luffy at the door, the other man grinning brighter than the afternoon sunlight that haloed him. Something in Law's chest shifted again, the thundering of his heart pushing it free with such a violent force that he felt himself reeling, stunned, as he looked down at Luffy.
Law liked him.
Law liked Luffy.
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Callunar’s fic, “Broken Heart Syndrome” is my FAVOURITE ongoing lawlu fic and OMFG IT’S SUCH A GOOD SLOWBURN. THE PACING IS IMMACULATE? It’s 80k rn but their relationship development doesn’t feel snail paced, nor does it feel rushed! It’s JUST RIGHT.
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dazednmatthews · 22 days
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no cause the thing abt this is that i’m sooooo chill and normal abt this. like i literally don’t even care fr like pffffttt like whaaaat who cares. no like i literally am so chill and normal and fine abt this. like genuinely whatever. i’m sooooo normal. mr cool girl over here. brrrrr. feel that? i’m so chill. toooo chill. chill asf actually. it’s nothing like who even cares.
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surreal-duck · 6 months
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stumbles out of the 3* story covered in blood
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lesbianpegbar · 2 years
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chainsaw man season 1 episode 1 moodboard
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okay im sorry but just imagine being kageyama tobio. your parents are always working late, your sister quit volleyball years ago and now she's off being an adult and having a career, none of your teammates get why you care so much and the only guy who did, because he cared the same amount in the same way, graduated 2 years ago and also hated your guts. your peers have given you a cruel nickname just so they can reinforce how little they like or understand you, you dont have any friends, you have nothing but volleyball actually, your grandfather is dead and you are clinging to the promise he made you when you were a little kid because if you dont you might just go insane. you are so, so incredibly lonely.
and then, THEN, this scrawny 5 foot nothing kid stares you down outside the gymnasium bathrooms and promises to beat you, and he totally sucks at volleyball. like, he. is. terrible. but he can run, and he has good reflexes, he jumps so high he looks like he's flying, and most importantly he runs headfirst into a wall and then says 'we haven't lost yet' like its the most obvious thing in the world when his teammates ask him why he bothered. and you realise this kid is just like you, the same kind of fucked in the head you are. and youre furious, what the hell has this guy been doing for the past 3 years? your grandfather promised you that someone even better would come and find you are here he is, but you beat his team in less than an hour and you're pretty sure you'll never see him again, despite him promising to take you down, because never once in your life has anyone who was supposed to stick around actually do that. you're angry because you didn't have to be so painfully lonely all these years, you could've had someone who kept up with you, but he just wasn't there, because he sucks and you don't but he doesn't have to and that makes it so much worse than you just being a freak who was completely one of a kind.
and then you go back to your team, back to your last middle school tournament, and you play more games. only this time youre pissed. you know that there's someone else like you now, someone who will. not. stop until the ball has hit the floor and you don't get why your teammates won't just be better, try harder, move faster. and then they abandon you too. you thought you were alone before, but now you have absolutely nothing, not even volleyball. and you didn't get into the school your grandfather went to, and the coach you picked your back-up school for is in the hospital, and your plan for the next 3 years is to essentially bide your time until you get scouted into the v-league because you literally do not have anything left and you are doing everything your 15 years old and incredibly depressed self can because you refuse to let go of volleyball, no matter how lonely it makes you, no matter how much it hurts to cling on.
and then, AND THEN. that same scrawny dumbass from that 2-0 match in middle school is there and he still sucks and he's still the same kind of fucked in the head that you are and you won't give him one of your 'royal sets', not after what happened last time, you can't stop being lonely but you can at least try to not get abandoned again. and he says 'forget all that, i'll be here no matter what', and he spikes the damn set. he shuts his freaking eyes and he trusts you and you have just had the rug pulled out from underneath your damn feet because you understand, maybe better than anyone else, being ready to do whatever it takes to win but who the hell just fully puts their faith in someone else like that and maybe, just maybe, this kid was serious when he swore he'd get better and take you down.
he's invincible as long as youre there and so are you as long as you have him. you ask him if he's prepared to go all the way to the world stage to take you on, because you've never set your sights anywhere else, and he tells you he'll match you every step of the way. he picks up your crown, puts it right back on your head and proves to you that he refuses to leave you just like everyone else did, even at your worst. you tossed and he spiked and he said 'i'm here' and he is.
he is, and he never stops being here for you, chasing after you, making you chase after him, even when he's on the other damn side of the planet. and then 6 whole years after you first met him, first played him, first thought that maybe your grandfather would keep his promise to you, you get to play him again and you realise that he is your someone even better, always has been. actually, they all are. and you're not that lonely tyrant you used to be anymore, youre not that sad, abandoned kid hiding behind anger and obsession, you're doing the thing you love surrounded by people who love it in the same fucked in the head way that he and you do, and the man you love is there across the net from you, playing against you, and he's also there on the court next to you, playing with you, and either way he is here.
you got really, really good at volleyball, and somebody even better came and found you.
he's here.
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holdfastperseus · 6 months
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Okay there’s been rumors going around in Twitter that in the og script of eps 5 Loki kissed Mobius on the cheek. But after shooting the entire episode eric martin (head writer for loki) was told from the studio that he needed to re wrote the entire episode even though it’s been shot. So wtf I’m losing my mind . If this is actually true then I’m breaking into marvel to steal those clips. Also if this is true maybe this is the real reason why they won’t let Owen talk in any interview because he’ll be like “oh yeah we actually filmed a kiss scene for episode 5 but they re wrote the entire episode”.
Link to post here (x) (x)
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onlyjaeyun · 1 year
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i can take them both (not in a fight)
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wongwh0re · 2 months
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them once again hehe
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montypng · 1 year
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out here in the desert, your shadow lives on without you (otherwise known as grief, in five acts)
[ID: a digital drawing of the girl from a high angle —her head is tilted, eyes tearing up angrily. large, shadow-like figures of the fabulous four stretch out behind her, each of them faceless and pictured in the position of their death. party poison’s chin is tilted upwards, jet star is outstretched, limbs askew, fun ghoul raises his arm, aiming their ray gun, and kobra kid falls backward, arm limply falling to his side and head turned away./end ID] 
inspired by @graffitibible / @omegalomania’s incredible fic i’m not a messiah (just a mess)
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synthshenanigans · 5 months
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Johnny Cash doesn't sound like a real name to me anymore I'm too far gone, christ
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laurrrelise · 3 months
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just a scrumptious man and his scrumptious thighs
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neurospicyyy · 7 months
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Y’all stop romanticizing and/or dismissing ocd and adhd, it’s not a joke. That’s stuff we have to live with. Thanks. 👍
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euphoriaonpluto · 1 year
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saw the leak and immediately felt like I'd been plugged into a 2000W battery what the fuck
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