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dinkbear · 3 months ago
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i don’t want to be strong anymore i want to cry like a baby
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runkenballsack · 3 months ago
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silusvesuius · 6 days ago
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kimmmy... where are You kimmmyyyyy
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girllookingoutwindow · 5 months ago
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Polin weeding
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idle-compy · 6 months ago
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ben not watching the road - part 1
(part 2 here)
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duchesskatriel · 5 months ago
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I have no idea why this took SO long LMAO
I'm still gonna do this with a similar format but just individually and yall can still ask for CCCC aus to draw because why not LMAO
Slime rancher Soul by @shro-om
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sneeb-canons · 3 months ago
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Is Jashverse what people call just all of the guys interacting?
If yes, I think Fine, I'm Fine and 20XX would be like older siblings to HMS
The type where you don't see them very often because they're already fully functioning people with their own lives but they show up every once in a while to call you short, buy you candy and tell you to hang in there it's gonna get better
Headcanon #710
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saintbleeding · 9 months ago
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[ID: Digital sketches of Alice Dyer and Gwen Bouchard from The Magnus Protocol. Alice is a tall, thin, white woman with blonde curly hair, and Gwen is a shorter thin Black woman with shoulder-length natural hair. In the first two drawings, Gwen is ranting at Alice, saying “you don’t know *cataloguing*, you don’t know *work ethic*, you don’t know *good names for TTS gen*—” at which point Alice interrupts by kissing her. There is a peace sign above their heads. In the third, they gaze at one another, both smiling gently. In the fourth, Alice is hugging Gwen from behind and smiling as Gwen looks away with a troubled expression. In the last they are sitting together in low lighting. Gwen holds a cigarette to her lips as Alice laughs at something. End ID.]
what if we were two distinct kinds of fail cringegirl and then we kiss kiss fall in love,,,,, haha jk,,,, unless
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medicalunprofessional · 1 year ago
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gristol “amputees can’t fish” malik
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leaked footage gristol and loboto working together before ps1
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kishi-san · 6 months ago
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NULLs
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dinkbear · 3 months ago
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he's so nonbinary aroace cane-user coded.....
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runkenballsack · 1 year ago
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Loaf ❤️
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arcane-vagabond · 24 days ago
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Foul is Fair: Prologue
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Foul is Fair: Prologue
Summary: Beacon Hills University has a reputation for being a stepping stone for the elite. Generations of families have walked the halls of the institution, going on to have successful careers upon graduation. Only in the last few decades has the school begun to allow omegas earn their degrees from these hallowed halls, and you consider yourself to be among the few lucky ones. You’re determined to prove that you’re more than your designation, but when the cocky alpha in your English class decides to put you in your place, will you fold? Or will you rise to the challenge?
Content Warnings: Elitism, Omegaverse, First day jitters. Nothing too extreme, but if I missed anything please let me know!
Word Count: 765
Masterlist || Series Masterlist
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The hallway echoed with the dull chatter of your fellow students, fresh back from their time away during winter break. It had been nice to spend time with your family, a quiet holiday at home, snuggled under layers of blankets by the fire as you sipped tea and watched old Christmas movies.
You were happy to be back, though, despite the hecticness of the day. You thought you had a good understanding of where all the buildings on campus were, but had found it somewhat difficult to find the one where your Early Modern English literature class was being held. You huffed as you weaved your way through the crowd, weary of the alphas that towered over everyone, and you found yourself thankful for the fact that you had remembered to renew your subscription for suppressants before returning to campus.
Beacon Hills University was among the most elite schools in the country, nestled in the heart of New England. It was known for its vast array of notable alumni, promising bright futures to the country’s elites. Of course, back when it was first founded, elites solely meant the wealthy alphas whose families could afford to send them there and the odd beta who managed to wiggle their way in. An omega like yourself could only dream of attending such a place up until a few decades ago when the school made the decision to open its doors to all who were eligible.
It hadn’t been a popular decision at the time, of course. Many alumni asked how their children were expected to receive the best education money could buy when there were omegas roaming the campus and causing distractions. Omega rights activists had fired back that alphas should be expected to control themselves everywhere if they were expected to be functioning members of society one day. The outcry had died down soon after that.
Of course, people were still weary of sending their omega children to the school for fear of something happening. Your family had been no different, but you had managed to win a scholarship covering the full cost of attendance, and you would be a fool to not accept a spot that all but guaranteed you a career in your field.
“I’ll be okay,” you had assured your parents, an attempt at a comforting smile on your face as your mother gazed at you worriedly, her bottom lip between her teeth as she chewed on it nervously. Your father, a usually stoic alpha, had a crease between his brows as his only sign of worry.
“I’m sure you will be,” your mother had sighed, reaching to hold your hand in hers, “but we’ll still worry.”
And they still did all this time later. Your mother called you every chance she got, and your father asked you every chance he got to see if you still carried the taser he slipped into your duffel that first day on campus.
Beacon Hills’ campus was small enough that you recognized several people as you continued on down the hall. There was still some time before class, but you would feel better once you found the correct room before stopping to chat with anyone, though you did send the occasional wave and smile to former classmates whose eyes you caught.
You were comfortable here despite all the warnings and misgivings that had plagued you up until your first few weeks of classes your freshman year. Now, you were starting your second half of sophomore year, eager as ever to learn as much as you could and pick the minds of Beacon Hills’ brightest academics. Yes, you were born an omega, the bottom of the barrel in terms of designation and luck, but you were still determined to make something of yourself. You weren’t going to let your designation dictate the confines of your life.
Of course, you wanted to get married and have children someday, you couldn’t deny that, but you wanted more out of life than just all that. You wanted to see the world and figure out who you were before settling down. You wanted to establish a career and leave behind a legacy of your own.
You sighed in relief as you found the room you were looking for—all the way down a back hall and on the left. It was one of the newly renovated lecture halls, and you could already hear several people chatting away inside. You adjusted your backpack on your shoulder before taking a deep breath to calm your first-day jitters. Things were going to work out for you.
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A/N: And here it is! I know Bucky won the poll, but it just felt so right to do it with Derek, you know? Maybe I'll tackle a College!Bucky AU one day if I get inspired with another story, but we'll see! I'm excited to share this story with you guys, and if you've been around long enough, you'll know that this was originally going to be a story for the Top Gun: Maverick fandom with Jake Seresin!
As always, reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated. I no longer do taglists, so if you would like to be notified on when I post, please follow my sideblog ( @arcanevagabond-library ) and turn on post notifications! You can find me and my works on AO3 under the username arcane_vagabond. Until next time!
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hms-incorrect-quotes · 1 month ago
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Mori: So, are you two friends or something?
Mayday: Yea :D
Fine: No.
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nightmarenoise · 3 months ago
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For your consideration
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synthshenanigans · 3 months ago
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JASH STICKER COLLECTION GAINS ANOTHER
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Also they do adopt certificates for the lil guys u get which is p cool however rlly funny & rlly weird since its just his name
Heres where i got em!!! theres tons of diff stickers & stuff u should check out :D
also got crocheted pan flowers!! :D
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