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i-bez-togo-toshno · 2 months
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I'm sorry
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deweydecimalchickens · 8 months
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I'm superstitious about even putting this out in the universe but we're frantically tidying the house and getting all our cat stuff out of storage and giving it a good scrub. We're hoping to apply for a pair of adorably scrungly elderly siblings who've been at the shelter for six months. I am taking photos of my books about cat welfare to show the shelter people because I become irrational in times of stress.
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(I am also taking photos of slightly more sensible things like the cat tree and the climbing wall and the drinking fountain and our 1-per-cat-plus-1 litter trays.)
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celeryw · 6 months
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i am getting older
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tardis--dreams · 8 months
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Today was bad. Tomorrow will suck even more. But Saturday. Will be good.
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myymi · 8 months
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MYYLA PLEASE STOP /POS 😭😭😭
if i have to suffer from lack of sleep, so do yall /pos 💜
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nix-does-stuff · 5 months
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Hey spg fans,
I have a question.
So if i maybe had a spg-themed text-based fangame that im working on. Would you want to know about it.
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ask-smokescreen · 1 year
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HELLO .WE ARE TRYING TO REACH YOU ABOUT YOUR CARS EXTENDED WARRANTY
Wait, what's wrong with my warranty? What do I need to do? Anon, let me know!
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people thinking spaceball 2 is hard has always been weird to me but idk maybe my standard of what's hard n what isn't has been lowered from the rhythm purgatory i went through (polyrhythm 2).
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bucketofchum · 1 year
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hi who wants to hear about my OCs
what do you want to hear about
what can I tell y'all about
please
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meatsuit · 1 year
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What if instead of talking to people I simply sequestered myself more and more and more until I shrank down into nothing and disappeared in a puff of smoke
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melivora · 1 year
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My still lingering anxiety over driving is now mixing in with a newfound enjoyment and excitement, so every Thursday before my driving lesson I just have these emotions and I can’t really do anything
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shroudandsands · 2 years
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Prompt #15: Row
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She wiped her glove off on her dress. The spittle and blood on it stained the pure white with a crimson swath. She looked down at the soldier. He looked up at her. His eyes glazed over as consciousness left him.
If you had spoken to her several turns ago, you would have met a remarkably different woman in quite a few respects. Still a remarkable healer. Herbalist. Determined and refusing to budge on her principles. A woman out for herself and any she might be able to drag up along with her. But she held herself differently. Not yet the cold, unfeeling winter. Not yet the stronger, fiercer blizzard. She would resort more to her words if she could. More to her thoughts if they’d let her. Explain herself and attempt to get everyone onto the same page. Avoid bloodshed, avoid conflict, avoid problems caused by inevitable misunderstandings. If you had spoken to her several turns ago, you would have met a kinder woman. Instead she now stood with blood on her hands. Her fist, specifically. A soldier sprawled out on the floor of her clinic who had arrived and attempted to force his way through the door. A call for a wounded man who she couldn’t, with any conscience, allow to leave. The expedition north had maimed him. He would be bedridden for moons. They knew this. And still she stood over their abhorrent messenger with hate in her eyes and blood on her hands.
A tap of her cane’s jeweled head to his wounds mended them, slowly, as she allowed her heart to ease. Her hands under his arms and his body lifted to haul him. Thrown over her shoulder as she turned to survey the rest of her patients. Another feat she wouldn’t have been capable of so many turns ago. Cleaned up, cured of his ails, and dumped outside of her door facedown. A problem for someone else, a warning to anyone else who decided to repeat his antics for the day. She returned to Nathalie giving her a look that she wasn’t quite sure was awe or horror. She sighed as she massaged her knuckles.
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andrea-lyn · 2 years
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in other news, a post today about how liz ortecho has a thing for cowboys has now transformed into a fully fledged modern midsummer nights dream au in my head, so I guess that’s gonna happen at some point
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0sbrain · 15 days
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alternatives for ai to design ocs
hero forge
picrew
the fucking sims 4
your local furry artist
bitmoji
shitty photoshoped collage
DeviantArt bases
zepeto
making edits of your favorite character
searching "dress up game" on the app store
learning how to draw
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pseudospectre · 9 months
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So it turns out you can just buy old x-rays off ebay
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save me revenge bedtime procrastination
revenge bedtime procrastination save me
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