What If There Was A Crp Dating Sim, But You Don't Get To Date Any Of Them And The Plot Gets Messed Up

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Not socialist in a “I won’t have to work” type of way but socialist in a “I’ll still be working but I won’t be worried I won’t make the rent” type of way. In a “billions won’t be hoarded by one person” type of way. In a “janitors, fast-food workers, child care workers, preschool teachers, hotel clerks, personal care and home health aides, and grocery store cashiers, will live comfortably” type of way. In a “the sick and elderly will be cared for” type of way. In a “no child should work” type of way.

This is my contribution as a Pavitr Prabhakar fan.

(I will update this when more movie screenshots become available)

not funny didnt laugh

imagine waking up on the nautiloid, stumbling around confused and lost, running into a gith woman and then a half-elf cleric. Starting to collect your thoughts and bearings, running into the helm to find a way to get out—and there’s just…this guy surrounded by dead imps and is currently sawing off the head of a mindflayer. Then he looks up to you and just:

“Oh! Hallo!” and gives you the most deranged yet friendly smile.

Anyway this is my bg3 x tf2 propaganda

anyway love scout he’s such a lil guy to me

wanna study him like he’s a lil lizard

Could go on a rant about how much I love the dynamics of all the mercs but I won’t cause we’d be here for ages

it’s very levelheaded and honestly so respectable of tommy’s response to be so calm. and for him to end it with encouraging dream to get help and telling him that he doesn’t always have to keep doing things like this/being like this, when everything dream was throwing out there at him and accusing him of i wouldn’t have blamed him for responding 10x more aggressively to. dream was painting him as this legitimate villain that had orchestrated every single bad thing in his life, and holding vague blackmail over his friends heads, and he just departed with nice advice. if that doesn’t tell you everything abt what’s going on here idk what will

“he was cold, he was calculating, he never told me he loved me, he never even told me he liked me.”

And in this moment, everything about tony clicks into place. Because he is not cold, he is on fire. He wears his heart on his sleeve along with his intentions, he lets people in on his secrets before he lets himself in on them.

He tells people he loves them but it’s not in words, it’s not in something so empty, it’s in creating a world that they can live in. Its building them a suit of armour. He likes people, he loves them, he wants them safe and so he makes their home safe, as much as he's able to.

He is so desperate to be anything but his father that he becomes flamboyantly open, about everything. About his address. about his identity. About his affection, about his pride, about his uncertainty, about his self, about his fear. always about his fear. he wears it on his sleeve and in his chest and in his eyes and in his hands.

His father was cold and calculating. Tony is a burning fire and irrational and unpredictable to the point of being unrecruitable to the avengers initiative.

His father was cold, and calculating, and popular, and unaffectionate. Tony is not his father.

you know a fic is good when it has this

I am so normal about proto (lying)

look at the lil robo doc go

Look at the baby!!!! Look!!!!

Dunno of you guys have noticed but Proto's not so secret passion is dancing