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inavagrant-a · 2 years ago
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@starsdescent said:
i want the k for lumi
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He can tell that she's angry with him and it's the reason that she's angry with him why he even bothered with explaining to her what it is that he's doing in this delusion factory. "Darling, why are you being such a bitch today? I told you work is work, it's nothing personal." Why is she getting so worked up over soldiers she hardly knows, little rook pieces to a chess board that hardly count for anything at all. It is quite honestly an annoying sight, just a couple of weeks ago he was enjoying that celestial body of hers, using it for his pleasure, and now look at her, she looks like she wants to kill him. To be fair she also looked like she wanted to kill him back when, but that was a notion she quickly forgot that with the pleasure he grants her.
"It's how this world works, I'm just making sure all the pieces fall into place." As a piece in the board himself that's the task he's been given. "You're getting worked up over nothing, you are changing and I can't say I like it." He so boldly declares, phasing out of the area he was at the moment, leaving behind traces of electro, and then appearing before her. It comes to no surprise to Scaramouche that Lumine begins to make futile attempts against his life. It bothers the harbinger so, drags this moment out for no particular reason other than her insistent petulance. "Lumine," he warns her, breaking that disgusting dull blade of hers in half and blocking her punches, "Lumine," this is her second warning and still she does not listen to him. Where did that girl from a couple of weeks ago go? The one who was so happy moaning his name?
He ducks a particular swipe to his head, seeing traces of anemo upon her hand and as a result he backhands her cheek with an intensity that causes her feet to stumble backwards upon a wall. What did she think was going to happen honestly? One moment she's okay with him and then she isn't? This is why he can barely stand humans. He forcibly takes hold of her face, squeezing both of her cheeks with the palm of his hand, chances are his fingers will bruise into the soft skin. And then he presses her gut firmly with the tip of the fingers of his other hand, electro crackling upon them, forming a blade that will saw right through her if she so much as flinches upon his hold.
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A dark chuckle blooms from the depths of his throat, his eyes crazed with newfound irritation. "Where's the whore that slept with me weeks ago, hm?" He tilts his head slightly, a smile so fake that not even plastic will stand a chance against it. "Why are you getting so worked up over something that doesn't matter, Lumine?" Surely she does not care for these little pawns, right? "Instead you should be happy to be seeing me again," blessed even for it is he that stands before her, the one who makes her a mess of things. Actually, given the fact that it has been quite some time, he may as well take her apology for her since, ridiculously, she will not apologize to him willingly. So, with a stretched smile, the harbinger takes his apology, forcing his lips against her unwilling ones.
She becomes even the more tense, her struggle much louder, and as a firmer warning he presses the electro blade with more finality against her gut, earning a whine, born from delicious pain, which he accepts as a humble offering, her lips parting against his own and so he devours and devours against her will, sucks up parts of her disgusting humanity but only so his divinity can cleanse her. Be thankful, be thankful! Be thankful that you are his favorite toy to play with. Don't resist him, be grateful that he goes out of his way to show his mercy. His obvious favoritism.
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(19). Forceful Kiss.
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deathdetermineslife · 3 months ago
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if,,, your head hurt ,,, f/o give you a little kissie ,,, on the forehead,,, make pain go away
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xotherwcrldsx · 2 months ago
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CHARLES LEE SATAN RAY IS SENDING ME SKSKSLZLZL
Amy's sanity is already on the brink of collapse most of her adult life, but what really would push her over the edge is dying, being at peace with it in the moment because shes known it would happen this exact way for years, only to be brought back in a doll by her dad in the moments after (in his mind hes trying to save her, but he has no idea that letting her die would have been better for her in the long run)—how she can feel her body becoming one with plastic and then slowly turn human on the inside, at first not feeling anything at all, then gradually feeling everything all at once. The depersonalization from being inside of a doll would absolutely send her sanity crashing completely.
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vellichorsdesire · 12 days ago
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stealing glances…
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imabeautifulbutterfly · 8 months ago
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Congratulations on your milestone! If you are still doing this, can I request a jukebox roulette for Rex with a F! Reader or OC, with the song:
I'm so excited to see what you do with this!
Thank you so much @callsign-denmark !
You are such a sweetheart.
I listened to this song, and then the album and I just love this band! Thank you for introducing them to me!
Alright, so I hope you love my interpretation of this, it might not be what you were hoping for, but I tried.
Love oo
Glowing In The Dark
Warnings: Severe injury, tears, begging, pleading, declarations of love, realities of war, passing out from exhaustion, refusing to leave, surgery, symbiotic relationship, angst, hurt/comfort. I think that's it. If I miss anything please let me know.
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The bruises, cuts, and pain that radiated on your face and body, was too much for Rex. He held your hand as you waited for a medic. The fighting had been especially brutal, and the med tent was inundated with casualties, some far worse than yours.  
Tears pricked his eyes as you lay there moaning in pain.
“You’re alright, cyar’ika. You’re going to be alright. Just hang in there. Please.”
He pressed a subtle kiss to the back of your hand, not that he really needed to be subtle, every single person part of the 501st knew you two were together. It was the worst kept secret, and frankly neither of you cared. 
He certainly didn’t, when you showed up in his life you were a light in the darkness. 
Not just figuratively, but also quite literally. You’d fallen into a bioluminescent pond and when you came upon Rex and General Skywalker, with your own elite Commando unit, he thought you were a glowing angel in the dark. 
It was thanks to your ethereal appearance, he survived that mission. The other side, thought you were a ghost, and scared them into dropping their weapons. 
You coughed, and groaned in pain, he squeezed your hand, “Cyar’ika, hang in there. Just think about what we’re going to do next shore leave. You promised me to take me… what was that again, oh right window shopping. Whatever that is. You said we’d spend the day together, relaxing and enjoying the day. So… you need to hold on so we can do that together.”
The warm liquid filling his eyes was getting to be too much, as he subtly brushed them away. 
“Remember the last time we were on Trip Zip, you convinced me to go to a poetry reading. I know I grumbled all night about it, but I’ll gladly suffer through another night of that if it means I get to sit beside you, holding your hand, feeling your body pressed against mine. So please hold on.”
There was a tear that slid down your cheek, as the pain was becoming unbearable. 
“MEDIC!” Rex called again, hoping someone was free. Where was Kix when he needed him!
“Rex…” you softly whispered.
He leaned in closer, “What is it, cyar’ika?”
“I … I …” you coughed again, “ I love … you.”
“I love you, too, but right now save your strength. Just stay awake for me, okay?”
Your head moved slowly, an almost imperceptible nod. 
“Do you remember our first night together? How hard you held on to me, never wanting to let me go? That’s how hard I need you to fight right now. I need you to keep awake, to stay here with me. Please, you’re my light in the dark. I can’t lose you.”
The usually stoic voice trembled out of his mouth. He didn’t want to lose it, he needed to stay strong for you.
With each passing minute and second, he felt his heart screaming more and more for you, begging for you to not leave him. To stay by his side, to always stay. 
“Baby …” his voice was barely above a whisper, the only person who could hear him was you, “don’t leave me. Please. I’ve learned to bear the loss of so many of my brothers, I’ve tried to be strong, to not let it get to me, but … please.” He pressed his forehead against your hand, “Please, I won’t make it if you leave me too.”
His body slowly moved closer, kneeling beside the stretcher you were on, “I’ve learned to bear their passing, the responsibility of their loss, of what it means to be Captain, and … I promise, I’ll bear everything else. I’ll do everything and anything, just please … please stay.”
Tears streamed down his cheek as he felt the grip that had been so strong moments slowly start to wane. 
“MEDIC!” He shouted again, praying this time that one of the medics were free. 
“Vod?” Kix ran over to the tent the minute he heard Rex’s voice, he’d just made it back from the front but as soon as he saw your face, the way your body slowly started to relax, he knew there was no time. 
Rex turned to look at his vod, tears trickling down his face as he clenched your hand against his chest, “Vod, I … I can’t see her glow… where’s her glow?”
“MEDIC TEAM ON ME!”
Within an instant you were lifted away from Rex and taken behind the surgical screen, Rex stayed kneeling on the ground in that very spot, afraid to move, afraid that if he did he’d lose his connection to you. 
Despite everyone trying to coax him to a seat, to rest, to get some food, he refused. He simply waited kneeling in that spot, his eyes closed the entire time you were in surgery.  It was almost six hours later when Kix and his team brought you back to him. You looked better, there was a slight glow to your skin. Despite the fact it had almost been a year since you fell into that bioluminescent pool, you still glowed in the dark. 
“Don’t worry she’ll be alright,” Kix pressed his hand against Rex’s shoulder, “took out quite a bit of shrapnel, fixed a few broken bones, and a perforated bowel, but she’ll be alright. Once we get them onboard the Resolute, she’ll be going straight into a bacta tank.”
Rex crumpled against the ground as soon as he knew you were safe, he was beyond exhausted from the stress and anxiety of almost losing you. Kix, simply smirked, shaking his head as they arranged for him to have a cot right beside you.
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modounbubble · 10 days ago
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Nice I drew something I could pose
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pilotofstorm · 2 years ago
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"Oh, oh!! Tag!! 1, 2, 3, GO, I'M IT!!" Poor Wolf didn't even get to move. Skippy just launched himself at his leader, tackling him again at what felt like full speed and full force. "Ya gotta be faster than that, hehe!! OK, OK, I'll give ya a headstart!! Ya better RUN!"
And he leaps up to the ceiling and into the vents. The dilated eyes stare at him from the shadows. He's just being very hyperactive and playful. But right now, they looked horrific, as they spelled death. That this dartfrog is out for bloodshed and fresh meat.
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Run.
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That’s when they lock eyes. Skippy Toad, on the ceiling, stared down at his leader with wide, dilated eyes that spelled out danger. He let out a quiet hiccup, and then…
“WOLFIE!!” And suddenly, he pounces at the Lupine at full speed, tackling them to the floor as he rolled to the counter.
And immediately zoomed at him again, crashing into him and squeezing the daylights outta the poor wolf. “WOLFIE!! Lesh play a game!! Yessh, les do it!!” He cheered as he basically was zooming around the poor wolf. Oh, he isn’t just wasted.
He’s gone.
“–JESUS!”
The glasses rattle and clink together loudly in his tray as Skippy suddenly pounces on Wolf, causing him to lose his balance and crash down to the floor. Wolf grunts out in drunken surprise and confusion as he struggles to regain his bearings. He’s relieved to see that it’s just Skippy and not some sort of threat.
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Before he can fully process the situation, Skippy is already zooming, his drunken enthusiasm almost contagious. The world feels like it’s spinning around Wolf as Skippy bombards him with ideas for games and activities.
The lupine tries his best to keep up with Skippy’s frenzied ideas, but the whiskey has taken its toll on him. He’s feeling tired and disoriented, finding himself struggling to focus on what Skippy is saying. He blinks slowly and tries to shake off the haze in his mind, but it’s like his thoughts are moving through molasses.
Skippy slams himself back into the Star Wolf leader, chattering away with a manic energy that Wolf can’t quite match. He wants to be excited too, to feel the same rush of joy that Skippy is experiencing, but his body feels sluggish and heavy. He manages to nod along to Skippy’s ideas, hoping that he’s not missing anything important.
“What–Skip–”
“Skippy–what kind of game?”
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oneluckygoose · 4 months ago
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Guys trust Chapter 4 IS COMING I PROMISE MY VIBE CHECK READER @zabala0z SAID IT WAS THE BEST ONE YET SO TRUST I’M GETTING OUT SOON
I’m just having too much fun writing James and Dorcas and like, both their POVs are already 5k like I’m drowning in words.
I promise It’s actually done I just need to get it onto Ao3 and I’m so so so tired (genuinely got abso-fucking-lutely swamped with real life stuff) but I swear soon guys. Soon. Tonight. Tomorrow night. A night or so. Actually help me I’m gonna go to sleep now. (It’s over 10k btw)
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saltburn-bi · 11 months ago
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Mammal (2016) spoilers but. here's barry getting his ass beat (calling someone a faggot, bloody mouth, grunting noises) and then getting hugged about it (you see his fucked up back and its Tender)
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thedeadthree · 4 months ago
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HEHEHEHE. (not technically wip day thing but a wip!! <3)
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onlyoneofeachofme · 4 months ago
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peter kenny did a lot of things right with the witcher audiobooks but the man is pronouncing nimue wrong in lady of the lake and it is KILLING me
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avadmortain · 2 years ago
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you know that tiktok trend where a couple/friends each draw on half a heart on their cheeks and then smush their faces together to form a complete heart & then make that their phone’s background? yeah you can’t tell me a romanced F & the detective wouldn’t do that ❤️❤️❤️
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ayyponine · 10 months ago
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Same venue. Same-ish crowd. Opposing seasons. Contrasting vibes.
#me#sometimes you have a few beers and yr feeling yrself. sometimes you feel too much like yourself and consider leaving early#for all the talk of yearning and intricate rituals let me tell you. a drunk girl sidled in right in front of me and the sense of rage i-#her and esp the guys she was with got kinda rowdy in the pit later on shoving each other also into the crowd whom did NOT want part of that#its a lot of people in a small room and at this point i was already further back and against a wall let me tell you#i think if someone had touched me i might have snapped fr#still had an ok time though once i got over feeling super embarrassed about my self and dared looking other people in the eye lol ah#one thing i do like abt the culture is the genderneutrality of it all... the most long and luscious locks in the room belong to some guy#and i can show up in sport bra and oversized shirt no typa bag no makeup wearin black laceup boots that could be m or f#my gender is uh. dont worry abt it lets just turn off the lights and vibe#got talking w someone tho who said she recognised me frm a diff event & i didnt much like that idea.. im not in the mood to be Perceived at#the venue IS p cool tho... like oo at a forgotten space on the other side of the tracks. by the water. by the skate park. yea#edit HOW could i forget. the rowdiest of drunk guys got either shamed into stepping out or str8 removed fr a lil while im not sure lol#and another guy wantedto crowdsurf but only 2 of his friends came to the stage to get him so he just kinda. crawled on top of them#and they awkwardly took a few steps carrying him round the vacated front. none of the crowd wanted shit to do w them lmao
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vellichorsdesire · 9 months ago
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the only way to win an argument against me is to tell me my f/o loves me because i’ll just explode into a million bits on the spot
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imabeautifulbutterfly · 8 months ago
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If you are still doing your followers celebration I got something for you 😉
To me this fits the Clones so well. There is so many pairs you could do of brothers being there for brothers (I'm talking strictly brother like, not clone shipping).... Like Rex/Cody, Fox/Thorn, Rex/Cody/Wolffe.... Anyways my ask is for you to take this song and do whatever you want with it, with whatever clones you feel this fits to make a brotherhood kinda story of your dreams lol. If you're up for something like that. 💙💙
Thank you @callsign-denmark for such a brilliant request.
I hope I did this song justice: Brotherhood by Miza, Rosendale.
It was such an emotional song, and maybe that's just me, but it really felt emotional.
I apologize for the delay in posting, things got hectic, this week. Like really crazy. I apologize.
Love oo,
Brotherhood
Warnings: Following Umbara arc, mentions of deaths, trauma, grief, pain, guilt, survivor's guilt, I think that's it, if I miss anything please let me know.
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Kix sat on a cargo crate in the hangar, his face in his hands, as he tried to come to terms with everything that happened, with the betrayal of a Jedi, the loss of one of Hardcase, the loss of so many men. 
A shuddering breath escaped from his lips, as he tried not to let anyone notice the tears that were sliding down his face. His eyes shifted from the pile of armour in front of him, slowly focusing on the bodies of his fallen brothers he’d been unable to save. 
No one realized or really knew the sort of toll it took on him knowing he failed them. No matter how hard he tried, how he used all his might to save each and every single one of his brothers, only to fail them, one by one. 
To save so few in comparison to the ones he lost was an overwhelming feeling of defeat and loss. 
Life wasn’t fair, most of the men who lay there with a nondescript sheet over there, hadn’t even been able to live. Most were shinies, never even having a chance to step foot in 79’s or learning how connected you could feel to someone who wasn’t even your brother, simply by holding that special person in their arms. They’d been bred to fight and to die, that’s all they’d known. 
Every one of those men, who were now lying on the cold durasteel floor not even ten feet from where Kix sat, learned only one thing from the moment they were brought out of the growth chambers to the moment of their death: what it was to feel pain. Pain from training, pain from fighting, pain from seeing their brothers die, pain from not eating enough, pain from not sleeping enough. Everyday was pain for them, up until the moment of their deaths. 
Kix took in a shuddering breath once again as he rubbed his eyes, fighting back the tears that were so desperate to escape. 
Jesse had been watching his vod for a few minutes, he could see the turmoil radiating off him, he slowly walked over, taking a seat beside him wrapping his arm around Kix as he pulled him into his side.
“It’s not your fault, vod.” 
Kix didn’t respond to Jesse’s statement, simply wiping his tears as Jesse continued.
“None of the lives lost was your fault.”
“It was my job to save them.”
“It was your job to try your best, and I know you, vod, you always do your best.”
Kix broke down in Jesse’s arms, unable to hold back the unending upheaval inside of him. 
Rex watched from afar, his heart breaking for his vod. Kix didn’t deserve to suffer, he didn’t deserve to have feelings of guilt for the loss of his brothers. 
It wasn’t Kix’s fault. 
It was his own fault. At least that’s what he kept telling himself.  
After all, as Captain, he was the one responsible for sending his men out, all those men’s deaths, all the pain and suffering Kix was dealing with, what all his brothers were dealing with, this was all on him. 
He headed towards his office, paying his respects to his fallen brothers. He simply wanted the confines of his office, he didn’t want to be reminded of more deaths he could be responsible for; every single one of his vode’s faces he looked held the possibility of death in the near future. 
He was near his office when he ran into Fives. It still stung seeing Fives without Echo, and now he lost Hardcase too. It was just too much, it was all too much. 
Fives could see Rex was struggling, he stood in front of him preventing him from moving on. He knew his ori’vod well enough to know he’d never actually discuss what was wrong, but the least he could do was try to get him to open up. 
“Rex, you okay?” 
“Why wouldn’t I be?” Rex took in a deep breath, before he even had the strength to look at Fives in the eye. 
“Come on vod, it’s written all over your face. Talk to me.”
Rex propped himself against the hallway, rubbing the back of his neck as he leaned against the cold steel wall, hoping it would somehow give him the strength to talk. He leaned his head back looking at the ceiling, noticing how meticulous those cleaning droids could be, even cleaning the ceiling. He closed his eyes and for some reason he couldn’t explain, his mouth just started moving. 
“I’ve lost so many good men, Fives. And each one of those men died, because they were following my orders. Not anyone else’s. Mine.”
“Rex…” 
He simply shook his head, he didn’t want to hear it right now from Fives, it was taking all his strength to just do his best to keep the tears back as he continued talking.  
“I’ve been in so many skirmishes, but I still remember each one of my brother’s faces and number. Bellow, those lost in the battle Hisseenian and Christophsis, Hevy, Flash, Cameron, Lucky, Denal, Koho, Buzz, Gearshift, Redeye, Mixer, Hawkeye, Kosmos, Charger, Longshot, Echo …” his voice trembled, there’d been so many deaths and he was responsible for each one. How many more could he bear, and now with how devastating Umbara had been. His hands trembled as he wiped a tear. 
Fives gripped his shoulder, it wasn’t the Captain’s fault, he knew that and somewhere in the back of Rex’s mind, he’d known that too. Fives took a deep breath and offered the only consolation he could think of. 
“We’ve all lost brothers, Rex. We’re all grieving, and feeling guilty for not being the ones lying on the floor beside them.”
“It’s more than that,” Rex shifted his head and looked at his brother, “I’m responsible, you  - - you didn’t send them to their deaths. I did. All those lives lost … because of me. Because I failed.”
“That wasn’t you. None of this is your fault. You weren’t responsible for their deaths. You were following orders. At the end of the day, we’re all just following orders, vod.”
Rex scoffed “To our deaths.”
Fives nodded in agreement, as he squeezed Rex’s shoulder, “At least we’ll meet it together then.”
Rex chuckled as he looked at Fives and nodded, “True. Alright, Fives. Off with you.” He motioned with his head down the hall, the overwhelming emotions finally simmering back down below the surface, “I’m sure you have somewhere to be.”
“Yes, sir.” Fives saluted and carried on his way, hoping at the very least he gave his brother some comfort. 
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keeps-ache · 3 months ago
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gonna keep it shmoovin man
#just me hi#i have a piece i was working on last night that i realized after i didn't have my computer could actually be Much more accurate to my ideaa#but that means i gotta scrap some stuff. sigh ᴗ.ᴗ#also i couldn't get around to readin my thing yesterday cuz my focus was shot for some reason lmao <//3#i would open the thing and then just start. driiiifting away kfshvg#//anyway idk what happened but why have i started to miss Gs at the end of my words Lmfhvaf#i already do that in real life we don't needa do that here too kfshvh#'asz wu' 'm sayin man !!' <- my engrish :3#i do like it though i think it's fun :> but my typingggg not you too kfsvhg#//anywho i've got a $1.75 thing i'm workin on :D#it's gonna hopefully be the third part to those last two i did for that thing#which goes adoration -> devotion -> guess hfh :3#i'm normal abt these guys. [places them in a lunchbox and throws it into the river to watch the bubbles] yea :)#//anyway Wednesday#not the best of the week days i will not lie#like you're stuck between the beginning and the end and it's just got that undecided feeling to it ykno what i mean pfshv#//also LMAO i've been calling feet/foot 'peets/poot' bc i think it's goofy and i don't like the F sound#and i got leo into saying it and he was talkin to somebody and had to explain what it was Lmfhjshfg#my infec- influence is spreading. influence. that's what i said#my woerds: peet. poot. tomach. shnoze. ham. heed. fingaa. ect ect#//ouhhh my collarbone keeps making these snappy noises when i pull my shoulders back#it's only occasional but holy shizz it's loud sometimes. like 'when we're in church i think you can hear it 4 pews back' loud khgsfjhfvjg#//ANYWAY i was mentioning wednesday earlier cuz it's not the best of days on the week (we know this) but i wanna go skating </3#'why isn't wednesday good for that' because it's the middle of the week. [gesturing]#i can't explain it but things need to happen on- Oo i like this songgggkkggg- either weekends or the other 4 days of the weekday#wednesday is for appointments you really don't want. i'm sorry but it's a filler day <//3#which means no happenings on a wednesday. it's illegal. that's right. Illegal#even thursday is iffy man. tuesday? tuesday is your last-chance stop. perhaps i do have thoughts about silly things Kfhvsjhgsf#nobody tell leo he's tryna get me for having a weird brain. the sentence is 5000 years of i-told-you 😔 Lmaooo#//OKAY i think i'm outta tags tho lemme say ciao here loll :3 toodles tooooodles !!! <3
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