What’s Your Thoughts On Different Languages In Winx Club? Like On Other Planets Do They Have Other

Only because I’m curious. F*ck Marry Kill Ouran High School Host Club Tamaki, Kyoya , Honey

Ohh this one’s a bit tricky, but I’d have to go with: F*ck Kyoya, Marry Tamaki and (unfortunately) Kill Honey 

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Not generally, but now I do

Do you ever think about how many of the items now considered priceless artifacts were once commonplace items? The coins we now marvel at from behind the glass at a museum were once tossed around, stepped on, and traded around. The pottery painstakingly pieced back together was somebody’s favorite wine jug. The decorative pin now rusted and bent once held together the shoulder of someone’s chiton. History is simply a trail of ordinary people going about their day, and I think there’s an odd sort of beauty in that.

sweet, sweet sugar

a blue jones x reader fic~

word count: a little over 1k

rating: m - for smut, and themes - he owns a brothel yall know this isn’t wholesome - some slight non-con 

summary: You work for Blue, but you’re in love with him. If only he would notice you….

a/n: so this was inspired by the gif below and i just wanted to try to write something different~ 

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Sweet, Sweet Sugar

Is it wrong to be in love with someone who owns you? Not in the romantic sense, not like lovers so captivated by one other that the thought of being apart is a fate worse than death. No. Owned as in, you work for him. You make him money.

But you love him.

You wouldn’t bring him home to your mama. He’s cold. He’s calculating. He’s also charming, charismatic.

Some days you wonder if he’s the devil himself.

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this is a very small detail but in the opening scene of ch14 when Din asks for the ball, he doesn’t actually grab it until Grogu offers it to him. like he waits patiently until the kid consents to give it to him before actually taking it, which is kind of remarkable because so many people don’t treat children like actual people, especially very young children, and don’t take their boundaries or desires seriously because children have very little way of enforcing them. and it’s like. this dude dressed head to toe in armour who kills people for money is very respectfully asking an infant to give up their toy for a moment and waits very patiently for him to offer it up willingly, and the baby DOES give it to him because this is very clearly an established boundary between them. Grogu knows Din will respect his wishes, even “trivial” ones like holding a ball, so he is okay with giving it to his dad because he trusts and loves him

This is just amazing! One of my all time faves;

we’ll meet again

a ww2 au santiago ‘pope’ garcia x reader x frankie ‘catfish’ morales fic~

rating: m for smut; threesomes, some war violence

word count: 3.5k

summary: You’re in a relationship w/ Santi and Frankie and they both are drafted for the war; you anxiously await their return home.

a/n: ive been wanting to do a santi x reader x frankie fic for a while now, but i wanted to do something different w/ mine! just wasn’t sure how! until i got this ww2 idea~ so i hope you enjoy and feedback is always appreciated

thank you @huliabitch​ for this aesthetic!!!!!

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Tony: It’s fine, I understand. You might find this hard to believe, but I can be a little childish sometimes, myself.

Stephen: Yes. You have gum in your hair right now.

Tony: Noted.

I would sell my soul for more content like this

Bless you Ghost, bless you....

I took a nap when I got home today and in my dream I had an idea for a YouTube show called “Tender What?: Don’t Chicken My Tendies” and it was so important to me that y’all know about it that I tried to make a tumblr post about it multiple times while I was dreaming