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So I've been watching playthroughs of Apollo Justice and
Well
characters who continuously tell themselves they’re okay and even start to believe it until someone says their name very gently and asks if they’re alright, at which point the facade crumbles completely
i will die on the hill that dean was going to confess first— he tried in purgatory, but the timing was off, and then he was locked in the room with cas, with death on their tail, with the thought of billie killing cas before he could say it, and i think if cas hadn’t brought up the deal at the exact moment he did, dean was gonna breath it out so fast just “i love you” timid and wavering and then cas would suck in a breath and say “what?” and dean would look up then, with those wide, wet eyes, and say it more firmly, “I love you. and if billie is gonna kill us, i need you to know that, man.” and then cas would sway on his feet with a quiet “oh.” and dean would get so scared, and we’d see it in his eyes trying to process that maybe cas doesn’t feel the same...can’t...and then cas would speak, “you’re not going to have to worry about dying, dean.”
queue the empty.
now that we have a dad freed up, maybe king can get that game of catch after all.
I actually funking need this now, the slight possibility of this existing in the future is the only thing sustaining me.
this tiktok screenshot ruined my life i need to see the serbian pigeon movie so so badly but it doesn't exist it's so foul to make this bad of a point with something so cool and then take it away from me.
Smegtober 1. Memory
The sun was setting on the farm. The bright burning sun glimmered over the waves of the sea. Lister sat on the beach and breathed the salt and sand into his old and tired lungs.
It was May 23rd
At least he thought it was.
At least this was the day he gave himself to remember.
To remember the ship and the cat and the scutters and Rimmer.
-10 years previously-
“Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Rimmer. Happy Birthday to you”
Rimmer smiled sadly at LIster who held up a mango with a 72 carved in the side.
“Hey, don’t knock it.” Lister scoled it “It’s better than last year and the cockroach meat. At least this one holds a number” They sat side by side in Starbugs lounge on the sofa.
“It’s wonderful, Listy,” Rimmer said, and he meant it.
Lister bit into the mango and moaned in delight “So good”
“It’s wonderful, Listy,” Rimmer said again. “It’s wonderful, Listy”
“Ah, Smeg” Lister put down the mango.
“It’s wonderful, Listy”
Lister pushed through Rimmer's hard-light chest to his light bee.
“It’s wonderful, Listy,” Rimmer said for a final time before Lister switched him off.
“Aye” Lister mumbled “It's really smegging wonderful”
He cradled the light bee in his palms and shut his eyes. Rimmer was low on battery and it was only a matter of time before he was out. Kryten had long since switched himself off along with the ship and all the electronics. Only Rimmer was left, waiting in the remains of the ship for when Lister returned from hunting and gathering on the planet; Not Earth but it had oxygen and water and Lister was too old and tired to care.
He breathed out through his nose and opened his eyes again. He took the light bee outside to cool down for a while. He’d turn him back on before bed. Lister struggled to sleep without the soft electrical static of the hologram beside him.
But he supposed he would have to get used to it someday.
-Now-
Lister walked back up the steps into starbug. He had been alone for 9 years 2 months and 15 days. He hadn’t expected to live that long considering what he put his body through when he was young. But that’s how it went he supposed. He had long since given up finding reasons for the things that happened to him.
He picked up Rimmer's light bee from where it sat on his bedside table, illuminated by the soft light of the 12 moons.
Lister’s old arms and legs were sore as he lay down in the bed.
“Happy Birthday, Rimmer” Lister whispered to the light bee.
And drifted off to sleep.
So imagine Bakugou and Kirishima being sent overseas on a mission, or training, or they get given out on loan to an agency abroad when they’re sidekicks.
On one of their free days they’re out together exploring the city and taking in the sights, just about managing to navigate the public transport system and as they’re visiting one of the landmarks Bakugou spots you out of the corner of his eye.
And he can’t explain it, can’t put his finger on it but there’s just something about you that has him mesmerised. Even after watching all those cheesy rom-coms with his mother, and reading those romance fiction books, he’d never believed in love at first sight. But here you were standing there and changing everything he’d ever known about love.
The only problem? Kirishima saw you too.
“Please man, we gotta go over and introduce ourselves.”
“You don’t even speak English, Kiri.” Bakugou scoffed, but deep down he didn’t want Kirishima introducing himself to you.
Bakugou wished he could be the one to walk over and introduce himself, finding out your name and where you were from. If you were from the city or just another tourist like them.
“No, but you do— come on Kats, please? For me?” Kirishima was giving him those stupid fuckin’ puppy eyes now as he basically gripped onto his forearm.
Tugging himself free with a ‘tch’ as he rolled his eyes, the response was the confirmation Kirishima needed as he walked over to you with Bakugou.
He could feel his heart pounding against his ribcage as he neared you, his throat going dry as you noticed them coming closer. A beautiful smile forming on your lips as Kirishima said “Hey, how are you?” in broken English as his accent shone through.
Bakugou began to introduce them both, watching the way your eyes lit up as you did the same. Your name had his chest tightening as he asked what you were doing tomorrow, and whether you’d want to go on a date with his best friend.
Knowing that Kirishima wouldn’t be able to go on a date without him, his lack of English would have him falling at the first hurdle as, just as Bakugou expected, Kiri began to beg him to come once you’d agreed.
Now he’d have a front row seat to watching his best friend fall in love with you, and wondering why it couldn’t for once be him.
I just read wingman for the first and AHAT THE FUCK ITS SO SAD?! THE HECK?!? NOT PREPARED FOR THAT
a comic i did for sunny's birthday ☀️ 🎨
this take caused my soul to be viscerally ejected from my body at such a speed that it felt like i got shot
hypothesis: everyone has the hots for geralt because he is the ideal mix of legolas and aragorn that we have always craved
Captain Rudimer
What if taco made a life for life deal with cobs to bring pickle back but pickle never finds out about the sacrifice so he lives the rest of his life still hating taco or cobs just don't bring him back because he's a lier and what if mepad told taco to stay safe because they couldn't deal with seeing her go so the last thing in taco's mind b4 she died is how she betrayed everyone that cared about her
reading lesbian smut🥰🥰🥰
dick mentioned 😨😨😨
you know me better than anyone has ever known me, and i dare say the same is true for me about you.