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Lestat left his madness when Louis needed him, even if it was just for a second. I-

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whatever it is you need good luck for, i wish you good luck. tests, job, home life, social life, mental health, physical health, love life. you name it. this post is wishing you good luck on all of that.

[glooumnastas]

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Ghost through the comms: What do you call a seahorse that can't swim?

Soap running for his life: What?

Ghost: A horse

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Nigel on speaker: Fcking Adam! Macaroni fcking cheese! You better not fcking m-

Harlan: Um, you sure you're safe kid?

Adam muting the call: He would die for me

[liliciii]

The light

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👻: What do you call a tortoise that can't swim?

🧼: I-

👻: A turtle

🧼: ...

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Gaz: What's a non-mystery that you will never solve?

Soap: Wherever the fck the clipboard is, god bless

Ghost: You're the one who stole Price's clipboard?

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I massage his feet that dangle from the table with gentle strokes and careful touches, cautious of his pain, reverent for the opportunity. He gives me quiet hums at queries about my mediocre skills while he runs the tips of his fingers through the ends of my hair. Those slender fingers trail lower, down my neck and exposed back along my spine—slow, deliberate. His barely-there touch alights every nerve ending of mine, enveloping the entirety of my consciousness. I continue the cycle of push and pull of muscles that begins from sole to ankle, then to calf, while his fingers shift from light and lingering to drawing hearts.

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So, what do you like to do for fun?

Will: Walk my dogs and regulate my central nervous system

[nyasm]

[ex-caliberr]

Merlin’s morning

[dark-as-abyss]

I've fulfilled my obsession.

[smoothoperatorleclerc]

the idea of cas being hunched over a desk or the library table reading something with his eyebrows scrunched up in concentration and dean sees the slope of cas’ shoulders and the crinkle by cas’ eyes, and even though he knows cas isn’t cold, dean shucks off his jacket and wraps it around cas’ shoulders like a blanket as he brushes his thumb adoringly over the back of cas’ neck and into his hair and cas always looks up at dean with the softest look in his eyes and dean leans down to press a tender little kiss to cas’ lips

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Merlin: I gotta get back before Arthur notices I'm gone.

Automatically gets bonked by a bad guy and passes out.

Arthur gets a tingle: Merlin?

Gaius's spidey sense: The tavern

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Will going to therapy to lift his curse

Hannibal: I'm gonna help (◕ᴗ◕✿) him be worse

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Soap: I love you

Ghost: No, you cannot blow up the warehouse

Soap: jobby

Ghost: What?

Soap: I said copy