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chronicillnesshumor · 23 days ago
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On my Etsy store as shirt / mug [ https://www.etsy.com/shop/ChronicIllnessTees ] and sticker, magnet, pin on RB [ https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/165922436 ]
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tockamybeloved · 2 years ago
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Internet being glitchy on the day I want to post. Is this a sign I should not? 
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auadhdwildcards · 2 years ago
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Me: bat- *thinking hard*
My girldriend: what?
Me: ... bat? *struggling*
Grifriend: batman and catwoman?
Me: batwoman and catman
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jenovacomplete · 1 year ago
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daylight savings is actually truly one of the most evil things in the world. just casually forcing us to confront the fact that time is fake while torturing insomniacs, autistics and schoolchildren across the globe. when will the agony end
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aphel1on · 7 months ago
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There are a lot of potential ways to interpret this line but I rarely see people talk about it compared to the more specific desire/knowledge she lost (fixing her hair). Personally I think it would be both funny and angsty to explore post-canon Marcille struggling with impulse control
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iamcleal · 22 days ago
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i did this for my haikaveh account and decided to bring it here too
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lotus-pear · 6 months ago
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mourning black and the death of ideals
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realbacchus · 2 years ago
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I finished the fifth season and I just realized I've been picturing Hoa as Boy/bOy from the Pacific Rim anime haha
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corviiids · 4 months ago
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i found a bad post i made months ago in the privacy of my own home and now i need to air it out in public because it's getting mildewy and moths are eating it
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saturday-byte · 10 months ago
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Ik there are usamericans following me I have a question for yall , what the fuck do y'all even eat . Like . The typical huge greasy American breakfast has to be an exaggeration but I really can't think of meals that don't contain stuff exclusive to my country and do you guys even have that honestly
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lera-draws · 5 months ago
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YURIKAAA
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bizarrelittlemew · 1 year ago
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calling it right now that season 3 starts like this
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martianbugsbunny · 1 year ago
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Me when Loki is alone and Mobius is heartbroken but Loki served the most cunt he could possibly have served in the process
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somegrumpynerd · 1 month ago
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More dude and bruh texts
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amogus-real-not-clickbait · 2 months ago
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part 2 of,,,, whatever this is X]
| 1 | 2 | 3 | ... |
it's not supposed to be very consistent, not rlly a proper comic, but it does work best if viewed all together! im super proud of how the next 2 parts are turning out, can't wait to share with y'all!!
huge thanks again to @crowned-ladybug for writing the carrot soup fics,,,,,, truly a life-changing experience, 1000/10, would recommend
(please lmk if you don't wanna be tagged! i was rlly touched by your reply on my last post and thought that maybe you'd like to see this one as well,, im so glad my little doodles could make ur day better, even if just a bit!!)
i wanted to ramble abt brushes and shapes and colors but im eepy rn and i really wanna post this while i still remember soooo no artist rant today sorry,,,, hope y'all enjoy nevertheless! <33
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trchrswtrs · 2 months ago
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I had a dream about Sebek and a fly.
Sebek was going about his normal business, when he noticed a fly sitting on his hand. He casually brushed the fly off, before lifting his gaze to resume his duties. However, out of the corner of his vision, he caught sight of the fly, back on his hand. He swatted at it again. But somehow, it remained where it was. He shook his hand, twisted it about, swiped at it multiple times but no matter how hard he tried to get rid of it, the fly remained on his hand. Growing increasingly frustrated, he even tried to crush the fly in his hand. But the fly still remained. He couldn't help but let out a cry of anger and upset as tears began to stream down his face, for he was desperate to be rid of this fly. This fly that would not release its hold on him. This fly that clung to the back of his mind every second of the day. And there was nothing he could do but despair.
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