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“omg u must be rlly smart u read so quickly!!” i read fan fiction every night and can’t do basic addition

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Shūhei: *SCREAMING*

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no thoughts just Heiji Hattori (HD)

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That fuckin picture of that guy at agraveyard holdin like, a cup or smt, with a mothman sized moth with him, both staring directly at the camera is somehow the funniest image but I haven’t been able to find it in months

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Real time footage of kavetham fans the second new content drops

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So Episode 10 huh?

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Might I just say that Gwen reminds me so much of Jon in this episode

Jon (when meeting a talking plastic mannequin): you don't sound Russian ...

Gwen (when presented with a horrifying murderous children's clown): Can he read?!

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guys Sasha is not the responsible one in the archives. She saw a weird guy with fucked up hands and an uncanny laugh and immediately followed him to several secondary locations. I’m SO sorry to say this but the only og archives crew member with self-preservation instincts is Tim

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i think i can speak for a few of us when i say GWENDOLYN BOUCHARD

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The Magnus Protocol is a podcast distributed by Rusty Quill and licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution Non-Commercial Sharealike 4.0 International License. The series is created by Jonathan Sims and Alexander J Newall, and directed by Alexander J Newall.

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All I want for Christmas is haikaveh smooching in comfy sweaters 🎄💕 (Pose-inspo cred goes to @/BRTRmilk_ on twt!)

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for Ashley, who requested her otp (hawkeye/nest)

Clint’s arrow missed Natasha because he doesn’t dare actually shoot one at her

this didn’t really fit in my dad’s scanner so it didn’t actually scan very well…

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your honour their married and thats their child

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It's okay. You're safe

We are home

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SHINJI HIRAKO | BLEACH 千年血戦篇

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one of my favourite things in the world is casual intimacy. a small hand on your back when you’re in crowded streets. a gentle kick from where they’re sitting across the table. a head on the shoulder, a hand in your hand, a squeeze on the arm as they’re walking past you. and i think maybe love isn’t made up of grand gestures or explosive displays but that it’s made up of the little things. the little things that say i’m here and i care for you and that your life has intertwined so deeply into mine that that there’s no need to think, because casual intimacy comes easy