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sickgraymeat · 2 years ago
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It’s Friday morning “crying real tears about how Nina from Molly of Denali reacted to Molly surprise visiting her on her birthday” hours
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doodle17 · 1 year ago
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Finished Sonic Prime last night and you guys I am so okay
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kresnikcest · 6 months ago
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it already is impossible to write "ludger and elle both live" without addressing julius raising ludger, but goddamn does violet-eyed elle surviving make it even worse than prime ludger and green elle. especially with whatever victor might feel about julius (and if he knows about claudia).
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radibe5 · 6 months ago
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I AM BACK BABY. sort of. i might rb a couple thousand team rocket posts but idk if ill scroll my dash lmao
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stars-are-shining-bright · 2 years ago
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*relistens to revenge of the spaceport mahon* *thinks about revenge of the spaceport mahon* *relistens to revenge of the spaceport mahon* *thinks about revenge of the spaceport mahon* *relistens to revenge of the spaceport mahon* *thinks abou-
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proudfreakmetarusonikku · 9 months ago
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i love shiny hunters like they fucking do the same shit over and over again for tens of thousands of hours hunting like and they’ll make it even more difficult for themselves by hunting really obscure and rare things like? the fucking title screen minncino??? you can’t even keep that. people will do the most monotonous tasks for months or years for a cartoon sparkle and they enjoy it.
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cashewally-sarcastic · 1 year ago
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Ventus, who has spent days on the streets of Old Mondstadt listening to the voices of the people. Who has silently watched as parents take care of their young. Watch kids escort their aunts to the stores. The wind around him is so cold
He plays his lyre. Its the only thing he has on him. He would rather die than say where he acquired it, and at the end of the day its his lyre.
Ventus closes his eyes. For the breifedt moment he couldn't hear the deafening gales around him. He is in the eye of the hurricane. What song is he even playing? He switched from one track to the other minutes ago and was now improvising a solo.
The families are still talking to each other.
At the end of the day, he is just background music
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Then one day a creature bumps into him. Radiating the same warmth as a prayer and eyes akin to his god's. Was it a spy? Was it a child? Was it a puppet?
Wearily, he asks for a name. Smiling as he tells the sprite how he wishes to make ballads of the little thing. It flutters around him, occassionally stumbling in mid air like its drunk. It gives out a little squeak as it gestures to itself.
Ventus tries to mimic that chime, but his mouth can't hit the same notes. The sprite speaks more and more, yet Vrntus can't understand a thing. He just smiles and nods as he subconsciously plays his lyre.
Before he knows it, he can feel the chill of night. Or at least what he thinks it night. The elders of the city tell what night is supposed to be, but the winds had carried away those voices a long time ago.
Tales of an object called the moon. How it would shift as the weeks go by. How it could disappear and be reborn once anew- surrounded by her starry sisters.
Night.
He hated it.
He hates how cold it is. How dark it is. How every candle and life is snuffed by the wind.
Yet the creature is still hear, making a nest on his lap.
Its warm.
Letting go of his lyre for just a breif moment, he runs his fingers down the cloak of the sprite. Soft yet smooth. Was this what a bird felt like?
Tomorrow would be another day. Tomorrow he could try to pronounce his ... freind's name better. Tomorrow he could do so much.
Despite the being being on his lap, he felt a warmth in his chest. Something he has never felt before. Something that made him think of protecting this creature.
Ventus rests his eyes as he carries his first friend, unware he would do this everynight til the day he died
*cheers and applause amid tears and sobs*
MAN that was NOT was I was thinking about sad wise but FUCK that hurts
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fellhellion · 1 year ago
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miguel calling is a WIN for miguel is running admin truthers and miguel and hobie don't get along because idealogical differences truthers
rip to the far more amicable miguel miles introduction tho. i do enjoy the more subtle tension compared to like. bin launch.
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I don’t know if it’s because I already listen to so much true crime and “let’s not meet” and missing persons stories; but this book, despite being excellently written, is dragging a little. I like it… but it feels more like I’m learning about a real case than reading a fictional story. It’s completely realistic in every way, set in modern times… I guess realistic fiction is not my genre. :P
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euclydya · 2 years ago
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hhey so that failed authority check w the hardies & kim's gun. hey. hey. hey. hey. hey. h. hey. holy shit. hey. hey. h
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radio-4-is-static · 7 months ago
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Who Were We? | Yojiro Noda
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misskamelie · 8 months ago
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Also, as a side note. Lmao, not me realizing that the neurodivergency is so clear in my immediate family. It's like, how come no one got any kind of diagnosis up until now? 💀
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my-thoughts-and-junk · 8 months ago
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indigo park is so cute
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qcomicsy · 2 years ago
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26 Damian would purposely avoid fighting with Damian (for time travel reasons and also because Damian, still is as much as he denies is a child) and that would absolutely throw Damian even more over the edge. He would go straight up for the slash first, ask second lol.
I think this is why I am consciously avoiding pair them up together, they are too powerful. I'm afraid what could come out of it.
(Also time traveling reasons, I'm very picky with time travel shenanigans. I believe breaking the rules of time travel brings bad luck. And this is a nice time line so it should not go through any bad luck).
I also would say that future Damian takes honor and his personal moral code very seriously (He is indeed still Damian, just a little more mature and less impulse – kinda–). There's nothing honorable in fighting with a child, and fighting with you past self would be as he would say "embarrassedly stupid, why would I hurt myself? I could ended up killing me and no one would gain anything from that."
I do believe though if Damian pushed future!Damian enough he would eventually go for a fight "If the kid wants to lear a lesson in the hard way. He will." pretty simple.
As I said, too powerful, let's spare them from the headache lol.
Batfamily time travel encounter but it's just a nice timeline.
Jason Todd: So who got to be Batman and fucked up everything because they got evil?
26 year old Damian Wayne: Nobody??? What the fuck?
Steph: So you telling us... There's no evil Batman? No one died?
Duke: Or got evil?
Dick: Or went rogue?
Steph: Or like I don't know- Like- There's like no ass to us to kick? To I don't know- fix up the time line?? No one to *gestures cutting a throat*
Jason: Not even Tim?
Tim: Okay fuck you-
Jason: sOMEONE HAD TO ASK-
26 year old Damian: No. No. No. No. And absolutely not. No one is going to kill Timothy, he's the best at what he does.
Tim, whispering: ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘᶜᵏ
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a-nywherebut-here · 1 year ago
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i had a moment
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leatherbookmark · 1 year ago
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too picky&nonsensical for talking to irl friends, too stupid for online conversations. as usual the only solution is to become a blue tit and run away to the woods
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