#RELEASE IT FROM THE VAULT
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retquits · 1 month ago
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hayden x monroe sketch
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carmen-berzattos · 5 months ago
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"If I tell you this is drowning You tell me I'm walking on water I could bring fire from the mountain You tell me it feels a little colder"
SIR WHAT
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maddyscrsideblog · 2 years ago
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God bless to Vax's one beautiful year in Zephrah as the Voice of the Tempest's trophy husband, full respect to him for going the opposite direction to Vex with regards to being married to the leader of a town, he went full pretty boy arm candy and as far as I'm aware was not involved in running Zephrah at all. It seems like Vax committed himself to the royal consort sugar baby life and let his powerful wife do the actual leading a society stuff, I wonder what the rumours in Zephrah about that pretty goth twink who walks around on the Tempest's arm were like. You're a guard in Zephrah stationed near the home of the Tempest, a very trusted position, it takes all of your strength not to gossip about the god damn NOISES you hear at all hours of the day, you had to knock on the door one day to deliver something and the Tempest's "friend" answered in nothing but a short black robe. You're pretty sure the leader of your people has a trophy husband. He's nice though.
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nonas-third-tantrum · 1 year ago
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camilla goes loud <-prev | next -> | masterpost
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wiltedprayers · 21 days ago
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damn sometimes i really wish we had the band of brothers' scripts available so that i could make 15 pictures long posts about some random ass parallels that are only present in the writing and a fleeting 5-second scene of the show.... Alas
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zhouxiangs · 1 year ago
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say you’ll be my bedroom angel
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indirectcomedian · 1 year ago
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partyparade · 13 days ago
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You ever think how powerless Narinder would feel to see one of his kits near death after he's been usurped? He has no god like abilities to save his kits or immediately bring them back again, all he can do as a mortal is just hope they'll survive or that lamb will revive them again.
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sluttyseacadet · 5 months ago
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I'm quite unwell but what else is new
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solastalgiart · 2 years ago
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✨minchan 🐺🐰
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vacantgodling · 24 days ago
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i no longer have the energy to turn things into verse. every waking moment is another step in the grave; another air molecule lost in the drowning; another tide that i will not be turning; another page in the monotony of life i will be burning. each day i wake up in darkness; i turn my eyes from the rising sun. i stand at my bus stop too early, but its the only way to ensure i catch it; it has left me before, in the dust, or has never shown up at all, i can’t afford to miss it but i do, i do. i board, i sit, i doze; feverish; in and out of consciousness. the bus rocks me to sleep and jostles me awake; there is no peace, no peace. i come to work and commit to the grind; put out fires and eat the same peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch. day in, day out, i clock out, i leave. i sleep easier on the bus, but its only because the exhaustion has now reached my knees. i trudge home, and the bright spot of comfort that is my lovers arms is too fleeting to enjoy because every waking moment is another air molecule lost, drowning in the sounds of my sleep apnea. i wake up at dawn and stay awake awhile and ponder—no longer where i went wrong, but how long will this last for. i toss, i turn, nothing is comfortable anymore. i rise and grind and wonder why even though the sun shines, the light no longer reaches my eyes. i no longer have the energy to turn things into verse; my thoughts are verbose yet somehow i have nothing left to say. i close my eyes, and listen. there’s crickets out there.
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neinofthem · 2 years ago
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essek please come home the kids miss you this ominous blurry shadow shit is not setting the foundations for a loving and mutually trusting relationship
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mmemirrorball · 2 years ago
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THE INNOCENT BACKING VOCALS ALSO BEING IN CASTLES CRUMBLING
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gods-favorite-autistic · 10 months ago
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Hey yall im back with Fig and the Cig Figs professionally produced Freshman year album (formally known as Detention) track list:
Detention
Bad Kid
Dragonslayer
Sk8er Gurl (yes it is basically just a fantasy version of Sk8er Boy by Avril Lavigne)
Burn Towns Get Money
Pit Fiend
Corn Cuties
Disguise Self
Closed Book
Infodump
Seven Maidens
Every Album Needs A Bonus Track (yes that is the name of the song)
Here’s the Junior Year Track List in case you wanna see it!
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“So, mobs is short for mobsters, because obviously in this game our primary enemy is the Italian mafia. Uh, I keep asking them to add the Yakuza, but that’s like a whole separate thing apparently."
- Joe of the Hills variety, Bonus snow day Vault Hunters stream! 1:25:07
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melien · 3 months ago
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𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲, 𝐈 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞🪦
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