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I’m bringing back my AOS Jim Kirk blog. Not sure if this one will continue to be active, but if you’re interested in Kirk you can find me at @iowatoenterprise. I’m really excited to bring him back. I love Star Trek.

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Smash or pass: Meg & Ruby

“Pass on both. Demons can’t be trusted, and from what I know about both of them their moral compasses usually didn’t point North.”

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Send me “Smash or Pass” + a name and my muse will answer with 100% honesty.

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If anyone wants to add me on discord, my ID is sunshinehuntress#0973. Just let me know who you are.

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Aah this is so cute I’m not sure what to do with myself (from Sam Smith’s twitter)

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Don’t forget to get on Twitter, and let everyone know how much you love this show and don’t want it to end!! And remember to use #SaveLucifer and #PickUpLucifer! We’re not going down without a fight!

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moodboard: coffee shop au

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If they stand behind you, give them protection.

If they stand beside you, give them respect.

If they stand if front of you, watch their back. And if they stand against you, show them no mercy.

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Listen I am aware canon exists like … I can see it. I just don’t…. como se dice…. give a shit. 

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Blog for All the Classy Lesbians.

Home is wherever I’m with you.

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more classy lesbians

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thesecretfacility:

ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ᴍᴜsᴇs—ᴜɴɪᴛᴇ!

ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ 20 ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇʀ ɪs ᴀ ғᴜɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ—ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɪᴛ ɪs! ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜɴ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀ ʜɪᴛs 30. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ᴘʟᴇɴᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇs ʟᴇғᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴀᴅ.

ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ʙʟᴏɢs—ɪғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴜsᴇ ɪs 30+ ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴏʟᴅ, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏsᴛ sᴏ ᴜs “ᴏʟᴅɪᴇs” ᴄᴀɴ ғɪɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ!

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Her expression remained cold for a few moments, then it softened into a smile. “Aren’t we all? With the angels going nutso and killing everyone, and then the monsters going into full on rage mode because they have nothing to eat, it’s a shit show for everyone. We’re all lucky to have each other. Strength in numbers, y’know?”

Charlie was quiet for a minute as the approached the first sigil. She did her routine checks, made sure there was nothing wrong with it, then continued on towards the next one. “I was working IT for Google when shit went down. I’ve been on my own most of my life, but never like this. My years LARPing never could’ve prepared me for an actual post-apocalyptic scenario. But I’ve always been tough, and if there’s one thing I know how to do it’s adapt to survive. So that’s what I did. Found Bobby a few months in, he gave me proper training. The rest is history, I guess. Fighting the good fight, trying to make sure those dicks with wings don’t put us on the extinct list.”

Her face was stern as she walked, focused on the task at hand. They had to protect the camp from angels, before everyone ended up dead. She’d heard talk that some of the warding wasn’t enough to keep all the angels out, especially not archangels. The thought that they could get in when they were vulnerable was terrifying. She couldn’t lose more people. “Hm?” Charlie glanced over when the woman spoke, suddenly remembering she wasn’t alone. “Oh, just wondering what your story is. You’re new here, I like to know about the people in camp.”

Oh crap. Hannah shrugged, her lips became a tight line. “My name is Hannah, 34, born in Virginia. Other than that I’m not sure there is really anything of interest worth telling. I’m honestly just trying to survive and that’s about it.”

She had rehearsed her entire story before she arrived at the humans camp. She knew that if she wasn’t convincing they would try to kill her on the spot, or worse, torture her for information. The most difficult of her entire situation was that she use to be very close with Michael before he went completely insane. As far as he knew she was dead, impaled by a human that caught her when she was down and out. Hannah wanted to keep it that way.

“How about you? I know your name but nothing else.”

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send “be honest” + a question, and my muse will be forced to answer with 100% honesty.

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Please let me know if I owe you a thing. If it’s been more than a day since I replied to you (or if you see me online, but I haven’t replied), you’re always welcome to check and see if I got your reply. There’s a chance I never got a notification that you replied, or it might just be in my drafts.

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fracturedsword:

“What are we warding against?” He asked before heading to secure the garage. Twenty minutes was a tight time frame but he could work with it, the bunker had its own built in warding that made for a good base layer of protection. Adding a few extra protective wards and sigils of his own he quickly returned to Charlie. “So give me the quick rundown.” He needed to know what they were dealing with, how many they were dealing with, and if there was something specific they were after that would need extra protection.

By the time Michael got back from the garage, Charlie had added half a dozen more sigils around the door and was now down the stairs and digging through the bag that she hadn’t tossed over the railing. “See... I may have done something kind of dumb. Not intentionally, but...” She pulled out her tablet, along with an object wrapped in a cloth. “Have you ever accidentally wandered into a monster bar? Perhaps played a game of poker with them? Won a very valuable artifact, and then refused to give it back? Because I have. I didn’t realize how much trouble I was in until it was too late, so I just sort of took off. I’ve been driving for four hours, and my body just took me here while my brain was panicking. Probably not the best idea, but this is the only safe house I have that’s actually protected.”