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bird-inacage · 5 months
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A First Kanaphan Gifset | First's Crying Scenes (as Akk in The Eclipse EP11)
God, First has so many phenomenal crying scenes in the Eclipse. The way his face slowly crumples into that initial look of devastation as the weight of what he's done truly dawns on him - a combination of panic, guilt, horror.
The split second later where his expression smooths over and you see a quiet and resigned acceptance at the trailing line of thought he's having - 'everyone would be better off without me', but proceeds to uncontrollably break down as soon as Ayan holds him.
First really captures Akk's overwhelming helplessness in this series. His eyes just scream 'I don't know what to do. What am I supposed to do?' A boy who is being slowly but surely crushed under immense pressure, when all he wanted was to do the right thing.
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wulfhalls · 7 months
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corrupted godhood. reluctant false messiah. prophecy as a creeping all consuming malady. does the oracle see the future or make the future? the horror of trapping yourself inescapably on purpose. the chains of destiny dragging you towards the path you are fighting tooth and nail to free yourself from. there never having been a chance to begin with. no other choice to make. but making that choice regardless.
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seiwas · 28 days
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cw: pro-hero bakugo, reader has boobs, kind of explicit/nsfw? idk i describe boobs, reader is smaller and shorter than bakugo, unedited sawry
bakugo's muscle tee looks as ill-fitting as it'll ever be draped over you.
there are reasons for this, perfectly founded and logical reasons for why that is—the main one being that, it's, well, his; two, maybe even three sizes larger than what it should be to fit you properly.
but, he can't stop staring, and there are reasons for that too—the main one being that, it's his, and yet, the only way he can ever imagine it now is when it's being worn by you.
your hips sway to the song you've been humming for the past five minutes. it's the same one, the chorus on a perpetual loop. he's sure it's the only part you know; you do this often enough that it's the only part he knows now, too.
the hem of his tee hits right at the top of your thighs, concealing just enough to tease, but he’s confident that if you reach up even the slightest bit for the cupboard overhead, there'll be nothing to hide.
he feels a little bit like a creep like this, watching as he stands in the middle of your shared living room, but it's impossible too look away—you've got to be doing this on purpose, right?
heat flares inside of him when you turn your body ever so slightly, the armhole of his muscle tee large enough to give him the clearest view of skin—
he gulps.
it's smooth, sloping just right; the side view of your under boob curves into its perfect shape and he can imagine it, feel—
(is this considered perving if he's been with you for years?)
the pan in front of you sizzles as you plop in god knows what. you pour in something from the side and wait, one hand propped on the hip you pop out. then, you pick up the pan, attempting to flip what's inside (probably a pancake, now that he thinks about it).
it’s hard to focus on what you’re cooking though, especially when all he sees is plump flesh jiggling, bouncing as you further agitate the pan.
he just got the pants of this suit readjusted, and now they're fucking tight.
bakugo normally runs hot; it’s kind of part of his dna. but this warmth is different, flushing him from head to toe. it creeps up the side of his neck, painting the tips of his ears a blooming red.
you turn around then, plopping the pancake on the plate atop the counter behind you.
"oh! you're done," you greet him with a smile. so. fucking. casually.
as if your tits aren't fucking peaking against the gray fabric of his tee.
as if you think he buys the fake innocence poorly concealing that sly, conniving look in your pretty eyes.
as if you aren't standing in front of him in his muscle tee, wearing nothing underneath it like you didn’t do this on purpose. like you don’t know what it fucking does to him.
his eyes squint suspiciously, deep vermillion staring straight into yours.
you tilt your head, the tips of your lashes kissing the top of your cheekbones as you blink. you reach for a bottle of honey.
“everything okay?” you ask, voice syrupy, sickeningly sweet.
your movements play in front of him languidly, the corner of your lips curling up slightly as you smirk. honey catches on your finger as you pop open the bottle cap.
he’s supposed to be out the door in five minutes if he wants to make it in time for a meeting at the agency. technically, he should already be there if he wants to keep up his track record of consistently being fifteen minutes too early.
but you start to approach him, rounding the kitchen island. there’s a narrow space between him and the slab of marble, but you slide into it like it was made for you.
he’s certain it was, from the way the tip of your nose brushes against his as you tiptoe. your tits are right fucking there, brushing against the skintight material of his suit.
there’s too much fucking fabric if you ask him, between cotton and spandex.
your grin widens, and he feels hot, the heat from his cheeks radiating.
then you whisper, still saccharine, “breakfast is ready,” before kissing him on the lips lightly. a short peck, soft in the way that promises more before you slip away, giggling in your retreat.
he huffs, watching you leave. his feet shift as he thinks.
five minutes, huh?
like hell he’s going to eat these damn pancakes for breakfast today.
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drawnbythestream · 5 months
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Obi-wan and his friend Bant Eerin having a sad moment after certain events
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bivampir · 2 years
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it's SO funny that when asked what he had to do to prepare for his role in IWTV Sam Reid says he had to learn how to play the piano, learn to speak French, Italian, and English with a French accent. Bailey read IWTV religiously and added her own comments, and kept an actual fucking journal she wrote entirely as Claudia. meanwhile Jacob Anderson, when asked the same question, just responds with “oh nothing, i was already emo”. icons and legends only
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mobius-m-mobius · 3 months
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loki in season two // mobius in season one (insp)
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tomaturtles · 11 months
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HAPPY SONIC FRONTIERS FIRST ANNIVERSARY TO THOSE WHO CELEBRATE (inspired by this)
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spocks-kaathyra · 6 months
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my second born son <333
taking suggestions for who to make next!!
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someiicecube · 2 months
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"That Damned Angel..."
part 1
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part 2
"An... Unexpected Reaction."
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l-just-want-to-see · 6 months
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hermitcraft season 10 so far includes a goat creeper going on his nth villain arc because of sand while two bystanders decide to make it worse through salmons, someone’s mental state being strongly affected by Minecraft fishing rates (not anymore tho stay safe out there), revolutionary mailing systems being installed, two guys building beautiful buildings while being passive aggressive about horses, the ocean and snails haunting the narrative, the server admin creating a system so that people that make a lot money from sales can spend it on trophies (really a fancy name for “taxes”), dog that has been meaning to be fired the whole time, essential government worker that hasn’t been seen in like.. the last decade etc etc. in the meantime zedaph is taking his mending villager on top of a chicken for a walk in the background
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the-darkestminds · 6 months
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Can we please take a moment to appreciate just how tragic a character Lucien is? And acknowledge how much he deserves his own happy ending? 🥺🥺
Raised in a household where he is hated by all of his brothers and his father. 
Forced to watch as his father executes the female he loves and planned to marry. His own brothers restrain him. When he flees, three of them follow him and he’s forced to kill one of his own brothers, while Tamlin kills the other.
He’s attacked by Amarantha after insulting her. She carves out his eye and sends him back to the Spring Court. The injuries are so gruesome they made Tamlin vomit.
Under the mountain he refuses to give up Feyre’s name and Rhysand basically mind tortures him.
He helps Feyre in the first task and his punishment is to be whipped by Tamlin (his best friend). Amarantha slows his healing powers so he can’t even move for days.
During the second trial, Amarantha chains Lucien to the floor and he almost dies again, all while his brothers watch and laugh.
When Tamlin refuses to perform the rite on Calanmai, Lucien goes in his place, despite his hatred for Ianthe. This is borderline SA in my opinion.
He finds out he has a mate only to lose her instantly. Thinks she's being tormented in the NC.
He is used as a pawn in Feyre’s schemes to destroy the Spring Court. This eventually results in him not being able to return to Spring because people think he helped hurt Feyre or was complicit.
Ianthe ties him to a tree and tries to assault him.
Once again his brothers attempt to kill him as he and Feyre try to get to the Night Court.
He is constantly rejected by Elain, probably thinks he will never be loved by her.
At one point Lucien comes back from the Spring Court with a black eye. He is now being physically abused by his former best friend.
After Rhysand taunts Tamlin, Tamlin has all of Lucien’s belongings dumped on the Spring Court border, so now he can’t return there either. He has no home.
HAS MY MAN NOT SUFFERED ENOUGH? 😭😭😭
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josephtrohman · 2 months
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"Here is a 21 year old picture of a picture of Joe from when I told him we could get food from A&W the next day because he was craving a root beer float."
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moonlightdancer26 · 12 days
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Sometimes I forget how young Snape was in Philospher’s Stone, I always see people saying “17/20 years ago” when referring to Lily’s death or SWM happening. So I always immediately think of him as being in his mid thirties all throughout the books, while forgetting that he was actually 31 in the first book. Lily’s death had just occurred 10 years ago, and then he was forced to teach her child who looked exactly like the man he hated most but also had her eyes. Damn.
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xia0ming56 · 26 days
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If you're taking requests, Erasermic with short hair? Love your art!
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Aaa i missed drawing them 🥹 sry for the wait! I swear i was gna leave it as a sketch but then i got carried away n added some colour💀 hope u like it!! :D
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skunkes · 1 year
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something silly and badly formatted
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purpurussy · 3 months
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charli xcx's critically-acclaimed album BRAT (2024) is something that can actually be so dan howell-coded
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