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#ugh they make my heart hurt
sleepy-bear-tm · 11 months
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"You want me to handle this one, Reyes?"
"Seems you already know the answer."
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feelingsaph · 3 days
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Can't take my eyes off of you~
Sengen nation please accept my offering 🙏
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hunterrrs · 5 months
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rossi: the pens let sid keep his two long-time husbands, gave him a hot new gm who’s as hockeynerdy as he is, and a hot new dman who keeps manhandling him on ice; would they really let him keep his favorite son too??
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uhbasicallyjustmilex · 4 months
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♥️
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unhinged-nymph · 5 months
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Rhett and Link arriving to present at the 2024 Creative Arts Emmys
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oraclesandomens · 1 year
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Nicholas D. Wolfwood sketches. This boy — he might seem like he’s all anger and rough edges but he’s really just a lost kid. Vash was right — his eyes give it all away.
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skyloftian-nutcase · 1 month
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It was a particularly dark night tonight as the moon was hidden by clouds in the sky. The castle halls were silent, save for the occasional chatter of those on the night shift, guards and the few servants who were on call trying to stay awake.
The barracks were equally silent, though the song of crickets trickled in from outside and the snores of some soldiers and knights carried across the way. The Hero of Hyrule didn't notice, completely dead to the world.
He didn't notice as someone entered the room. He didn't notice as they pulled up a chair beside his bed, as they gently brushed hair out of his face. Link sighed a little, leaning into the touch, before it disappeared, tucking him a little.
The captain of the royal guard watched his son silently.
A heavy feeling pulled in his chest, and Abel tried to ignore it. Seeing Link sleep reminded him of when he was a little boy, but that boy was full grown now. Abel and Link saw each other fairly regularly when the young man was in the castle, but they hardly ever spoke - each had their own duties to attend to, and Abel knew his strong sense of obligation had been emulated by his son.
That was a good thing. It was. Link was an amazing knight, was renowned by the entire country, was chosen by the goddess. Abel was proud of him.
But proud as he was, he still missed his boy. He still wished he could spend time with him. It hurt, that they could be so close yet so far. Most days it made him happy to see Link fulfilling his role. But some nights it made his heart ache. So here he sat, basking in the comfort of being able to take care of someone who didn't need his care anymore.
Wasn't that the role of a parent? To raise their child so that they wouldn't need them? To make them a good person, a capable individual, someone who fulfilled their destiny set out by the goddess, someone who loved and fought and cared? Link was all of those things. He didn't need his father's help anymore.
Abel swallowed thickly. It was fine. This was enough. Just seeing him safe and comfortable was enough. The captain knew he was nowhere near as important as his boy, and he tried to stay out of his way. So this had to be enough.
Tomorrow Link would leave again, going on another journey with Princess Zelda. Supposedly, with her seventeenth birthday coming up, they were headed for Mount Lanayru for a final attempt to awaken her powers. Abel prayed it work. He didn't know the princess well, but based on his observations the girl needed all the help she could get.
This was his last chance to see Link again before they returned from their trip. So he would bask in it without being overbearing. His boy was a grown man now, and he didn't need him.
But sometimes, Abel found that... he still needed Link.
Sighing, he rested his hand on his son's back for a moment before rising. Perhaps someday he himself would grow out of this too. Either way, he needed to get some sleep. There was always work to be done.
He'd see his boy again when they returned, safe and sound as always.
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ask-zerotrio · 7 months
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Clavell and Sada when they were younger, aka Clive had to come from somewhere
Born from my stray thought about Sada going full punk/grunge since she already stood out amongst all the male researchers. Just imagine her being all "f*** you all I do what I want" with everyone. Enter: nerdy wallflower Clavell gelling up his hair and dessing up to keep her company/make her feel less standout/alone.
Or basically: But what if Sada and Clavell (and Turo) were besties. What if Clavell was the heart of their group. The one who focused on the present and they both let visions for the future and aspirations for the past tear them apart-
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st0rmyseas · 4 months
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If Robert hadn’t left when he did, then he and Aaron would have had their surrogate baby in 2019/20. Their baby would be only 2/3 years younger than Seb. So if Robert hadn’t left, then they would have been raising two kids that are close in age who would be growing up together!!!!!
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feniverse-unfiltered · 5 months
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yknow there's a lot of talk around these vash expressions in episode 12 (and rightfully so)
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but can we talk about this one
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it's right before the last one and it's making my heart hurt
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jimmyspades · 3 months
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THE BLACKLIST 8.13 "Anne"
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sysig · 2 months
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One better (Patreon)
#Doodles#SCII#Helix#ZEX#Blood#I knew going into this and it was still so distressing :'0#Who needs plot twists when you can create such an intense sense of Dread#Probably doesn't help that I read this At Night In the Dark lol - actual shivers#Gods this was a hard scene to read - there have been several instances of my face hurting from furrowing my brow so hard haha#The way that ''Doctor'' is written is So skillful - I'm so impressed by everyone's prose and quirks and syntax!#Not to mention when he breaks character in a later scene to apologize for taking a bit to move the scene along haha <3 Play!!#It really does speak to just how much skill and effort is put into everything <3 It's so well done all the way around!!#Anyway to the actual scene at hand lol ow :') Drawing blood is always fun but I wish it wasn't his ;u;#Ugh the way he takes the surgeries is so well written - fear of course but a kind of stoic suffering as much as he's able to -#Until it comes to his eye#Ugh the /break/ of it all he goes from so eloquent - almost snarky and silly! Still trying to find an out make peace do /something/#It all goes completely out the window he's so /reduced/ and nothing hurts worse than that ughughugh#For all his intelligence and wit and prior successes and charm and just - everything that makes him /him/ to be dissolved into abject fear#It's so sad ;; And so well done <3#And he still holds enough of himself to know what he'd be losing wegh it's so sad!! He's so defined by his vision as most VUX are it's fjdsl#Zelnick is already gone by this point but I wanted to throw him in for extra sad flavour :')#Plus - I've mentioned his post-Op was one of the ones from the gallery that Actively kills me every time I look at it#Can you imagine my heartbreak to find out that he didn't have his Captain to comfort him after this in actuality? That he was fully alone?#''Are we home? Is it over?'' ''N...not yet'' - The Absolute Devastation of realizing that Never Was not really#Just tear my heart out why don't you ugh I'm fully bleeding out 💔#That last one is actually meant to be Max but it's open to interpretation :)#I think it's such a waste that his eye was just disposed of! Someone else could've used that (lol)#I do think there's something to the idea of seeing what used to be a part of your body elsewhere - like the Leftovers!#Even just keeping as a memento tho - a trophy - insult to injury but literally#Just points to no one being special and nothing being sacred I suppose
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multi-lefaiye · 2 months
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i'm like if a beautiful man was full of soul-crushing dread and anxiety at all times
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mako-neexu · 10 months
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Wait wait...void dust sex?
Oberon tightens his hold on Ritsuka, smiling into her red-orange hair, "Have you thought about it then?"
Ritsuka wasn't quite frowning but its close. Her hand on top of Oberon's clawed one tugs a little on the edge of his sleeve, to let her breathe a little more.
"You mean your... proposal?"
She bites the inside of her cheek, a blush tints her cheeks, thankful that her Pretender was behind her instead of in front of her. "What even happens if we fall into the abyss anyways?"
His disappointed sigh is what makes her heart jump in her ribcage, as he knew fully well something she herself doesn't know.
"You really have to ask me that?" He pinches the inside of her thigh with his normal hand before letting it rest there. "What, are you excited to know how we'll be together?"
Ritsuka groans his name, struggling a little to get out of his iron grip, "Oberooon, just answer-"
But he silences her when he moves to bite her cheek, which she yelps at, "Shit. Your whining is annoying." Yet he smile looked far too wide and happy for him to feel that way.
"In any case," Oberon goes back to nuzzling her hair, his hands this time moving to tighten right around her chest, beneath her breasts.
"All things that fall into the abyss shall be in a neverending dream," His mouth moves downwards, brushing past her ear, her cheek, his breath ghosting her jaw-
"-And shall fall endlessly," Her breath caught in her throat, all Ritsuka could do was close her eyes shut and let him do what he wanted.
One of her hands were grasped- his dark clawed hand cups the back of her hand and with it-
A familiar weight had appeared.
She opens her eyes just as Oberon presses his lips just below her ear-
"-Eventually turning to dust."
Her hand trembles from seeing void dust in her hands.
Her heart picks up the pace, her blush reddens to the point where it reaches the tips of her ears.
His laughter this time was louder as she herself was surprised by what he had meant. "Didn't I tell you when I gave you that Valentine's gift?"
His voice lowers down to a whisper, as if meant to make sure only she could hear, "It's something that suits us, Master."
All she could do was just curse in her head, silently staring at the purple dust in her hands.
What was he saying? Did he seriously want the both of them to become one?
To aim for the nonexistent bottom of the abyss as she calls his name in her deathbed, to be held as she did not die alone nor suffer alone-
Ritsuka would never in her life admit it but the notion of it has her heart crying out for a death so sweet as Oberon's proposal.
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deankarolina · 3 months
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top 5 chappell songs
1.After Midnight: Imo not enough appreciation for this one, like hello babes hot! hands! (Also I really vibe with the bass line in this and will learn it) 2.Red Wine Supernova: CANINE TEETH IN THE SIDE OF MY NECK 3.Hot TO GO!: Don't you love to learn how to spell, I do 4.My Kink is Karma: uhhhhhhhh 5.Guilty Pleasure: like feels like pornography watching you try on jeans!!
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skynobi · 1 year
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