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characters who die and are resurrected

but will always remember exactly what death feels like

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♡⤷ some serious irl things have happened that have kicked me in right the jaw, so i'm going to be taking a 2 week hiatus while i deal with it.

♡⤷ sorry in advance and to anyone waiting for replies!! i'll be back as soon as i get my head on right again!!

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📔 + I've been spraying you with deodorant when you sleep (from Mabel)

he's not sure if he should feel insulted or not, his lips pursing slightly in thought-- not so subtly sniffing at himself to see if he needed to reapply his deodorant. he seemed to be fine, at least currently. after a moment he looked at his sister, shrugging a bit. "that's... honestly? entirely fair. the higher doses of my testosterone have me feeling like i've entered a second puberty. it's gross, i need the deodorant with the pore clogging aluminum instead of the "all natural" stuff mom has been giving me since middle school."

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📔 "I get my dating advice from anime and dating sims. Is that weird?" (For whoever you think would be fun)

dipper just stares at him for a moment, his hand paused over the pen he had been reaching for before slowly grabbing it-- trying to figure out how to word what he wanted to say without being outright rude. "...i don't think anime and dating sims are the best things to get dating advice from, big guy. they can be a bit.... unhinged." not to mention characters do illegal things, in some (or most) cases. it depended on the anime or dating sim, he had seen some of the ones mabel dabbled in over the years. like that one with the guy in the big jacket that had blue hair that was??? alive??? dipper still didn't understand that one, but mabel was quick to stop playing it so he never really bothered learning anything.

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Confessions

Send 📔 + a confession on or off anon to my muse. You can confess anything you want from simple fantasies to dark secrets to guilty pleasures. Anything goes.

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♡⤷ i have a terrible memory so could i please get those of y'all that are on sideblogs to remind me in the replies what your main account is? 💀 i have a bad habit of unfollowing non-mutuals after a certain amount of time and i don't want to fuck it up.

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she's unbothered when ra doesn't accept her invite, not even blinking as she simply crossed her legs and pulled out her nail file and inspecting her nails closely as tidying their edges absently. she let out a soft hum at the comparison ra made, tipping her head slightly to the side. "it's like many wars that humans have partaken in, they always find a reason." she commented airily, occasionally glancing at the state of the fire as she sat waiting. the screams died down slowly, screams that grell didn't seem too concerned about-- after all, it wasn't like she could do anything about it. she had learned her lesson about interfering with the lives of humans when she had been punished for her ripper escapade. the screams were replaced by the sound of sirens filling the air as the fire department got there. grell watched with interest, humming softly. she waited while they fought the fire, whistling lowly when there was a downpour of rain that just barely stopped before the roof that they were on. "showing off, are we~?" she said jokingly, flashing the god a toothy grin. with the water drowned the fire, and as the fire fighters turned off their water supply she stood-- stretching her arms over her head with a soft groan, looking over her shoulder to ra when he spoke. she blinked in surprise, then grinned-- laughing a little as she bent down and scooped up her death scythe. "sure, that'll make my life a bit easier, actually." she hummed, tipping off the roof backwards rather nonchalantly. "please excuse me, i'll make this quick." her words were quick, barely audible at the end as she fell out of view-- twisting midair to land easily on the edge of a balcony and then jumping so that she could twist into the open space between two charcoal pillars and into the building. she was quick and efficient, much like how she had been earlier. cinematic records were reviewed and her ledger entries were stamped. the firefighters were only just starting to get to the first victim of the fire when grell was finishing-- hopping out of the same hole she had entered and popping back into view, a bit hard for ra to miss with her scarlet red clothing; though now slightly covered with soot and ash. as she hopped back across the street to were ra was waiting, adjusting her glasses-- a smudge of soot already on the side of her nose from where she had adjusted her glasses before without realizing it. she put her hand on her hip, cocking it to the side slightly as she absently bounced her death scythe on her shoulder-- grinning at him. "alright, i'm done collecting records for the day. if you'd follow me, i can take you to dispatch~" she throws him a wink as she spins on her heel and starts walking in the direction they had come over the roof before she was far enough away from all the fuss to drop down to the steet, in high spirits because if ra himself came and explained his presence, it meant less work for her-- but probably still the same amount for william, so perhaps she did feel a bit bad. the walk to dispatch was short, the two passing through a random entryway and finding themselves suddenly surrounded by white, sterile hallways that felt like home to the reaper. she hummed happily as other reapers stopped or did a double take before she reached the receptionist-- gensturing at ra. "darling, could you call the big boss for me? tell them an old god would like a word." and then in a quieter tone, seeming a bit nervous. "....but please tell them this isn't my fault, he found me." then she stepped away from the desk to wait, nibbling at her lip slightly in worry. surely they wouldn't write her up for this, right? it's not like she could say no.

Death is the natural state of life, and Ra knows of it. The few exceptions were only those, exceptions. And right now in this day adn age the exception seems to be icreasing by the day. Anubis had been griping about it, but being that he was busiest in times like these where the dead happened en masse, it felled on other gods to actually do something about the whole mess. He has become rather apathetic towards the whole mess of mortality, as a god he only knows when the end comes.

"It reminds me...of when the Romans had invaded." Mass fire, but all things consider it was tame compared to what people could consider the modern years of war. More weaponry, higher fire power, more explosions. Gun powder was the proud achievement of smith gods and the bane of death gods. Death has never come so easy before in their life.

A god , a true one does not sit and lower himself . so he is content with standing over everyone as death happens and the natural course of life occurs.

The fire ended after two hours, when fire hydrants were used and Ra had to cause a rain that barely miss the two.

"I will ask the head grim reaper then. After all this. These rumors are sending Anubis into a frenzy."

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dipper stared at her blankly as she threw her arms up, the gears in his head visibly turning as he tried to figure out what "it" is, exactly. but mabel answers it for him and he gasps in realization-- throwing his arms up, mirroring her excitement with his own before grabbing her in a big, tight hug-- lifting her off her feet in a spin, a wide proud grin on his face as he set her back down. "that's amazing, mabel! i'm so happy for you, congratulations!" his eyes were bright, bouncing a bit in place. at her question, his expression softens as he gives her a pointed look.

"of course i'm going to visit my twin sister at college, what do you take me for? someone that's not going to miss you?" he shakes his head sarcastically, taking the paper from her to look at it-- a big smile on his face.

"are you going to call mom and dad? they're going to be thrilled, i just know it."

"It's here! It's here it's here it's here!" She throws her arms up, piece of paper in hand that's being waved around too frantically to read but is no doubt the source of her joy.

"Check it out! My acceptance letter into the college of my dreams, Dipper! I poured my whole SOUL into that portfolio, and they LOVED it!" The Mystery Twins were GOING TO COLLEGE!

"Promise me you'll visit me?" @apotelexma from x

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credit.

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be kind for the sake of being kind

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credit.

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fighters don’t quit; we stand until the world around us crumbles to dust, and we’ll rise. we’ll rise again.

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"it's when the work becomes your entire life, love." she checked her nails, frowning slightly at a small break-- pulling her nail file from her pocket, leaning against her desk as she started to try and fix it. "that's when it's a problem, and frankly-- it kills my complexion. my poor skin has been so dry lately that it's been actually painful, and i'm not even going to talk about my poor hair--!" she definitely seems like she wants to talk about it, but is holding herself back.

❝ what's wrong with excessive work ? a busy day makes for a busy woman. besides, i love my job ! ❞

@apotelexma ❤️ for a 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖱𝖳𝖤𝖱

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his head was pounding, feeling like there was an ice pick being driven through his skull with each beat of his heart. and given the fact that he was starting to feel scared as the girl talked to him, it was a frequent sensation. he glanced around the room, trying to remember what happened-- though the girl's words gave him a bit of a hint. so, a branch had snapped apparently. had he been up a tree? why? because of a birds nest? his head was swimming with his confusion, and he groaned softly-- putting his head in his hands for a moment with a grimace before looking back up at the girl, chewing on his bottom lip. does he know her? he's pretty sure he doesn't, nothing about her was triggering any recognition in his head-- just as much as the name she was calling him. he doesn't laugh as he watches her pretend to speak on a walkie talkie, simply watching her with confusion still very visible on his expression-- giving her an awkward smile when he was pretty sure she was expecting him to laugh. "um..." he hesitates for a moment, worrying the hospital blanket he was under between his hands. "could you press that for me, please? i can't reach it." he gestured towards the call button, his body still tense. "i think i should see a nurse, or my actual doctor-- my head really hurts."

It had all happened so fast. One minute, he's up in a tree and she's egging him on, the next, she's in an ambulance listening to the EMT say Dipper is lucky he didn't break his neck. Guilt-ridden, she refuses to leave his side, hands fiddling anxiously with the hem of her sweater, kicking her feet, not taking her eyes off of him, even when the nurse tells her he'll be fine, he's just concussed.

She doesn't know what concussed means. Maybe it means he'll wake up and tell her she was being a big worry wart for nothing! On the bright side, at least he's getting some sleep? Yeah, when he wakes up, they'll have a laugh about it! Better start planning her apology speech now.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally wakes up. Instantly, she's on her feet. "Dipper! You're awake! You should've seen it, you were SO close to that bird's nest, you would have gotten it if that branch hadn't snapped and--"

Something is wrong. He looks... confused? Despite the... weird feeling in her gut, she pushes on.

"What? Of course I do, silly! Paging Doctor Mabel, we got a boy here with a scrambled brain." She pretends to talk over a walkie talkie, grinning at him, "come on Dipper, these are the yolks! Haha!" @apotelexma from x

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♡⤷ im replying to threads now, don't answer them immediately or so help me god 🫵 🫵 🫵 🫵 🫵 🫵

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