rae-kin
Rae
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I post on ao3 And this is where my sanity dies <3
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rae-kin · 1 month ago
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Lance? Why Lance?
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rae-kin · 2 months ago
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episodes that i think every tv show should have:
timeloop
whodunit
musical
beach trip
random genre change (especially if it's to a noir detective thing)
one where they get randomly meta and fourth wall breaky but then never acknowledge it again
one where something happened but we as the audience don't actually get to see how it happened and only see it through the unreliable narrated flashbacks as recollected by the characters
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rae-kin · 2 months ago
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anything is klance if you are crazy enough
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rae-kin · 2 months ago
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kazuki tries ok
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rae-kin · 2 months ago
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ohhhh i love watermelon
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rae-kin · 3 months ago
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Two wolves inside me while watching any thing. One says “Queer platonic relationships are beautiful and the bond they share is amazing and doesn’t need to be romantic to show how deep they care they share for one another” and the other wolf says “But what if they kissed 🤨”
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rae-kin · 3 months ago
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Reading fanfiction on ao3 is like being addicted to drugs.
The first time you read one you experience this immense amount of euphoria and satisfaction (because of a well-done story or your ship having a solid dynamic etc.)
The high lasts for quite some time until you want way more of that special feeling so you read more and more until eventually nothing can satisfy you anymore.
But instead of trying to quit, we embrace the madness and let it take us wherever it wants.
And I think that's beautiful.
(read under the line for a word of caution)
It came to my attention that this may be trivializing the pain that actual drug addicts go through. That was not the purpose guys. Those are obviously not the same and I apologize if it seemed like that was my intention. It wasn't.
Stay safe.
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rae-kin · 3 months ago
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Is your favorite ship dynamic sunshine x storm cloud or are you lame?
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rae-kin · 3 months ago
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gay test
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rae-kin · 3 months ago
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keith and lance : [acting cute and affectionate in public ]
pidge, who set them up : oh you ugly domestic bitches, what the hell is this- this is so gay that it makes me feel homophobic- stop it get some help. get away from my line of sight.
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rae-kin · 3 months ago
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Keith: I want to kiss you.
Lance, not paying attention: What?
Keith: I said if you die, I wont miss you.
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rae-kin · 4 months ago
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is it too much to ask for what matchablossom have???
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rae-kin · 4 months ago
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Reading matchablossom fanfics with my phone flat on the table because who even cares anymore
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rae-kin · 5 months ago
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"shut up and dance with me" forever changed my brain chemistry. i will never be the same again
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rae-kin · 5 months ago
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I love when they are lesbians 😩
whatever they put in klance fanart increases exponentially when u make them chicks
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rae-kin · 5 months ago
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Happy Pride from all of us on the Cosmic Constant team! We hope this month is a good one 🌟
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rae-kin · 5 months ago
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Finally got out a writers slump, by writing this short little piece. I’m so sorry in advance to post this during pride month too of all times, but I promise I will write happier stuff soon! I have some drafts in the works!
Summary:
Keith gets a text at 3 a.m. from his use to be best friend whom he hasn't talked to in years. It causes him to reminisce on their relationship and the feelings he left unsaid for his best friend. What will he do? How will he respond to his text? Is he going to answer the best friend he hasn't seen in several years who he was in love with, after he gets invited to his wedding?
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“It’s not. I wasn’t thinking, I-,” he stopped me once more.
“Want to dance?” He asked.
I searched his face for signs of repugnance, fury, or aversion. However, all I found was sincerity. The same soft features he wore when putting a bandaid on his younger cousin's scraped knee or helping his mama in the kitchen. My observations of him don’t lead me to an answer.
Instead, I stated, “There is no music.”
“There doesn’t have to be,” he replied.
Comments and Kudos always appreciate! I wanna hear y’all’s opinions and give the people what they want.
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