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andy-clutterbuck Β· 2 years ago
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Apocalypse Dad Uniformβ„’ Rick Grimes - The Walking Dead | Joel Miller - The Last of Us
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momo-roo Β· 1 year ago
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Based on THIS POST by @jenny-blightwood.
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limonnitsa Β· 6 months ago
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Leander+Sebastian = LESBIAN
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shipnames go wild nowadays
@rypnami tribute
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navybrat817 Β· 21 days ago
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Okay, lovlies. I think I'm done for now? I'm... sorry?
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johnsilvers Β· 2 years ago
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astarionhistears Β· 5 months ago
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πš†πš˜πš›πšœπš πš—πš’πšπš‘πšπš–πšŠπš›πšŽπšœ πšŒπšŠπš— πšŠπš•πšœπš˜ πšŠπš™πš™πšŽπšŠπš› πš πš’πšπš‘ πš’πš˜πšžπš› 𝚎𝚒𝚎𝚜 πš˜πš™πšŽπš—.
[ π™½π™Ύπšƒπ™΄ ] πšƒπš‘πš’πšœ πš’πšœ π™³πšŠπš–πš’πšŠπš— πš‘πš’πšœ πš πš˜πš›πšœπš πš—πš’πšπš‘πšπš–πšŠπš›πšŽ. 𝙸 πš—πš˜πšπš’πšŒπšŽπš πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 'πšπš›πšŽπšŠπš–' πšŒπš˜πš—πšπšŽπšœπš πš˜πš— πšπš‘πšŽ 𝙰𝙼𝙼 πšπš’πšœπšŒπš˜πš›πš πšŠπš—πš 𝙸 πš πšŠπš—πšπšŽπš 𝚝𝚘 πšπš›πš’ 𝚘𝚞𝚝 πš–πš’ πš˜πš πš— πš’πšπšŽπšŠ 𝚘𝚏 πšπš‘πšŠπš. π™Όπš’ πš–πš’πš—πš πš πšŽπš—πš 𝚝𝚘 πš—πš’πšπš‘πšπš–πšŠπš›πšŽ πš’πš— πšŠπš— πš’πš—πšœπšπšŠπš—πš πšŠπš—πš πšπš˜πš› π™³πšŠπš–πš’πšŠπš— 𝙸 πš”πš—πš˜πš  πšπš‘πšŠπš πš’πš πš πš˜πšžπš•πš πš‹πšŽ πšπš‘πšŠπš πš‘πš’πšœ πšπšŠπšπš‘πšŽπš› 𝚠𝚊𝚜 πš›πš’πšπš‘πš : πšπš‘πšŠπš πš‘πšŽ πš’πšœ 𝚊 πšŒπšžπš›πšœπšŽ 𝚝𝚘 πšπš‘πš˜πšœπšŽ πš‘πšŽ πšŒπšŠπš›πšŽπšœ πšπš˜πš›. πšƒπš‘πšŠπš πš‘πšŽ πšπšŠπš’πš•πšŽπš 𝚊𝚝 πš™πš›πš˜πšπšŽπšŒπšπš’πš—πš πšπš‘πšŽπš– πšŠπš—πš πšπš‘πšŠπš πš‘πšŽ πš πš˜πšžπš•πš πš‹πšŽ πšπš‘πšŽ πš›πšŽπšŠπšœπš˜πš— πšπš‘πšŽπš’ πš™πšŽπš›πš’πšœπš‘πšŽπš.
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remuslupinschocolat3 Β· 1 year ago
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still can't get over the fact that Sosuke saw this:
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And his first reaction was "omg a goldfish" brother I get you're five years old but you live by the ocean please be fr
still my favorite Ghibli movie ever but it's so funny to me
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blessed-bruises Β· 2 months ago
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bro what the fuck is wrong with you. like actually. that's insane
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anya-fe Β· 4 months ago
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lollipopsie Β· 5 months ago
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why is anything else trending i thought this was a fucking respectable website
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lightvialamp Β· 11 months ago
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january 16 - bone || @jegulus-microfic || wc: 462 || cw: pain? violence of the poetic sort?
There’s a dream, and there’s water, and there’s bone, and it’s cracking, and nobody knows what to do, obviously, because none of them are doctors, and none of this happens in real life, and Regulus feels like he’s drowning because he literally, quite literally, is. A lonely thing.Β Β 
To lose everything three different times– a brother leaving, a hazel-eyed boy with his back turned, a lake filled with something, and here he is again, not quite sure how to handle his past or his present– an ever spinning collusion of time against him, specifically. He forgot about this, and oh how horrible it is.Β 
Pain, like he’s never known before. A physical thing, because it always is, but more so, and it’s reliving every. Single. Mistake. He’s ever made. A lifetime of lies, condensed to screaming matches, but he’s screaming at himself, with himself, a cacophony of screams and they’re all coming from his body, and it hurts.Β 
He’s thinking of a half eaten apple left on his desk, the corner of a never-answered letter from his brother, a spare pair of glasses that don’t match his own prescription and oh. The apple is gone, in his mind’s eye– a core left in its place, rotting, and Regulus remembers that he doesn’t like apples. He didn’t eat it, he couldn’t have. A glance, a thought, red skin sharp on an upper lip, and ah. Yes. Rotten apple cores falling from his desk to the floor, piling up and knees pulled up to his chest in order to avoid touching them because he doesn’t know what happens then, and he has never liked thinking about the future.
Who is he if he’s not looking at a yearbook picture a year in advance? Arms moving out of sync with his legs and something that tastes suspiciously like a shot of cherry liqueur, the fancy kind that James got him in Portugal when he went for a school trip, and how long ago was that? A certainty that something happened, yes, but something is happening now. Again. He’s done this before, hasn’t he?
Again, again, again, again. Again.Β  Β  AΒ  Β  gΒ  aΒ  Β  Β  i Β  Β  Β  Β  n.Β 
He’s losing track, and he knows it, a new apple core sitting in the palm of his hand, and when did he pick it up? No doctors around, no one at all, at any point. Remembering something about not touching because he can feel itβ€” the rot. It spills out, and up, and around, and there’s something in his arms, bone deep, crawling and crawling and excruciating, and how will he get out when the tears on his faceβ€”he can feel them nowβ€”are pulled into it, a writhing mass of rot and water and bone and a shadow of a life and Regulus.Β 
He takes a deep breath in. Silence falls.
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grapejuicegay Β· 7 months ago
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hey @sammie-lightwood-bane, I saw you on @respectthepetty's post. this is for you and all the other yak tattoo enjoyers
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baby-yongbok Β· 11 months ago
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It seems that my seasonal depression has prompted me to start my angst writing era. Cause once I sit in front of my computer, the only things that I can seem to write are things that could make people sob 😭 Don't worry, there will be happy endings (sometimes but not really)
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unparalleledtrash Β· 1 year ago
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Because I've got nothing better to do...
✨my unpopular/underrated ships in TCF that either needs no explanation or is in desperate need of one✨
1. Rosalyn and Beacrox
2. Hannah and Mary
3. Tasha and Shawn
4. Jopis and Bud Illis
5. Gilbert and Amiru
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filthystill Β· 2 months ago
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You pulled on the wrong thread. You're in too deep. Thrashing around in the dark. It was no mistake that led you here. This is fate, destiny, you were born for this -- whatever the hell this was.
You told him he would die. You told something ageless you would cut it's head off. This is the repercussions.
Somewhere between life and death, in the eternal darkness, on the trail he walked came snow, crunching under heavy boots. He was back now. Fully. This is real. Blood is pumping through his black veins. Keep going. Push on. It wasn't the first time he'd zoned in, with little knowledge of what was going on, drinking himself sober on a beach somewhere, in-between painting walls with brain-matter. What a life.
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Lights danced in the distance. Reflective. Bobbing up and down, getting closer. Those weren't lights. Jackals cackled in the dark, jaws drooped open, white teeth and glowing eyes in the dark. You were made for this.
And the jaws rise up, dripping tongue, the beast was a lie, a figment, he knew what it was. He knew what they did, how they worked, fitting they greet him as death spat him back out. Eternal curse, or broken mind. Didn't matter. Teeth sunk into his nose, and it was on.
He ripped them apart with his hands. Tore them limb from limb. When he was finished, he spat fetid meat into the snow, stained it black. The sky had returned, beaming stars, glistening galaxies, was the night always this bright? Had the fog lifted?
He wasn't alone. Him, the stars, and someone else. Hairs on the back of his neck had been standing to attention the whole time, he'd assumed it was the dogs, no, there was another shape in the dark. Didn't mean to drop the way he did, instinct, startled bear rolling on his back, "who's there?!" barked into the dark.
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delphi-dreamin Β· 11 months ago
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OH HEY I'M HOME!!!!
I've almost died trying to get up several times, but the cats have been all over me since I got home. Moose decided that she was the only one who got mommy snuggles immediately upon my return. She took a couple hours and then let somebody else have a turn. So it was really sweet, and I love them from the bottom of my heart and I missed them dearly this last week.
I have a suction dressing on my back and a regular dressing on my tummy and I'm still supposed to be chilling out, but also getting up and doing things. I still need to find the balance. But I'm working on it. I'll try to keep you guys updated as I can!
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