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Apocalypse Dad Uniform™ Rick Grimes - The Walking Dead | Joel Miller - The Last of Us
#Rick Grimes#Joel Miller#*#rg#The Last Of Us#i couldn't not think this?#i'm sorry?#Im sorry#im not sorry#maybe it was the margaritas? idk#im not here to like MAKE COMPARISONS™#this is just a laugh#i love rick I love joel#i really don't think they're alike at all unless you're looking very shallow#the game is very dear to me and im so happy that so far things are good#i like attractive men in attractive shirts ok
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Based on THIS POST by @jenny-blightwood.
#I'm sorry?#invader zim#dib membrane#dib#the dibverse#the dibvoid#concept dib#series dib#etf dib#pilot dib#zib#fanart#invader zim fanart#my art
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Leander+Sebastian = LESBIAN
shipnames go wild nowadays
@rypnami tribute
#I'm sorry?#Am I?..#I KNOW THIS IS CURSED BUT I WON'T STOP CACKLING#hogwarts legacy#sebastian sallow#leander prewett#prewlow
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Okay, lovlies. I think I'm done for now? I'm... sorry?
#navybrat rambles#i'm sorry?#go about your business#nothing to see here#love you lovelies#are you reading my tags?#go drink some water#stay hydrated my friends
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#i'm sorry?#james flint#silverflint#flinthamilton#black sails#and by 'once and for all' i mean that my view of this is going to continue to change like colors in a kaleidoscope a few times a day
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𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗.
[ 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙴 ] 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝙸 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 '𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖' 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝙼𝙼 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝙼𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 : 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍.
#tw : blood#tw : death#I'm sorry?#oc : damian#male v#masc v#cp 2077#cp2077#cyberpunk 2077#cp77#cp 77#cp2077 screenshots#cyberpunk 2077 phantom liberty#cp2077 photomode#cyberpunk 2077 photomode#game photo
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still can't get over the fact that Sosuke saw this:
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
#ponyo#ponyo ghibli#ponyo movie#studio ghibli#ghibli films#ghibli movie#sosuke ponyo#He saw the most human eyes staring at him and was like: “oh well that's probably a fish”#A gold fish???#The main quality of gold fish is their color#She's red#Everyone says how smart sosuke is but he looks at a red being and calls it a gold fish?#i'm sorry?#The child needs to learn his colors
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bro what the fuck is wrong with you. like actually. that's insane
#⛪.scriptures#(in reference to the situation on Homelander's blog)#like#I'm sorry?#we were nothing but nice to you and then your stanky ass bf comes and flies off the fucking handle over basically nothing#straight up tells Homelander (a rape victim) that he should be raped#says transphobic shit to our partner sys#and then just goes “my bad I didn't mean for it to be taken seriously”#YOU TOLD HIM YOU HOPE HE GETS RAPED#LIKE???#anyway ^^#i know your url and i could get your cringey little boyfriend blacklisted so ^^#also the whole “how dare you call me ableist!!!!!!” and then proceeding to do a bunch of ableist shit such as fakeclaiming#like????#anyway hi ^^
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why is anything else trending i thought this was a fucking respectable website
#ace attorney#I'M SORRY?#“awh yeah let's make lana del ray trend” WHO GIVE A SHIT?? THAT'S MILES FUCKING EDGEWORTH???#we used to be a real fucking country#(it has been like less than an hour)#aaa#< my ace attorney tag not me screaming
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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.
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.
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.
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. A g a i n.
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 it— 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 face—he can feel them now—are pulled into it, a writhing mass of rot and water and bone and a shadow of a life and Regulus.
He takes a deep breath in. Silence falls.
#this was more of an exercise for me that turned into. whatever this is?#so this is something fun and different and only tangentially jegulus#i'm sorry?#is that applicable here?#anyway#my writing#vee's microfics#jegulus#james potter x regulus black#starchaser#sunseeker#marauders#marauders fic
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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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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)
#I will be posting angst today#I live for the drama#I'm sorry?#skz#stray kids#skz imagines#stray kids scenarios#skz x reader#skz angst#stray kids angst
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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
#I'm sorry?#ships doesn't have to be romantic btw#i just thought they have chemistry with each other#that's all#probably#i refuse to keep these ships to myself#tbh I'm more of an AlCale enthusiast#cale henituse#tcf#trash of the count's family#lcf#lout of the count’s family#tcf cale#alberu crossman#tcf rosalyn#rosalyn#beacrox molan#tcf beacrox#tcf bud#bud illis#tcf jopis#tcf mary#tcf hannah#tcf tasha#tcf shawn#tcf gilbert#tcf amiru#also i refuse to be judged considering there are people who ship Cale with Eruhaben#yeah i said it
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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.
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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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!
#the oracle speaks#personal#medical shit#i'm also still high...#so if any of this is incoherent#i'm sorry?
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