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an-internet-introvert · 4 months ago
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Countdown to October 19th (5/19)
The Radio Show
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bird-inacage · 2 months ago
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GMMTV 2025 Releases | Cat for Cash Pilot Trailer
Firstkhao + Cats?! KITTENS and more KITTENS?! 😺
GMMTV are so fucking unserious for this - I'M LIVING. This is going to be such a silly, absurdly fluffy and cosy, fan-servicey piece of entertainment. Based on FK's recent string of projects, they were due for something sickeningly, disgustingly wholesome.
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mobirights · 5 months ago
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NO ONE TALK TO ME, Ghosted by lackadaisical_lizard updated chapter 9 on AO3 !!!
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completeoveranalysis · 1 year ago
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I’m torn between (1) Of course he did, and (2) You can do that?
And it can HURT you?
Gosh! Interdimensional travel - really not as safe or easy as it may look!
You know it’s bad when Yuuko begins the conversation with, “Well the very best news I have is that he’s still alive at the moment.” 
That is, traditionally, not the news you are hoping for.
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And like we KNOW he’s going to go back, but let’s see it happen! I want to know what the cost will be!
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choiyenasource · 2 months ago
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230531 | 🫧
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sonataforsybelle · 11 months ago
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@crimsonrobed asked : [ sigh ] " what did you do ? "
Marius had a way of noticing when she was avoiding him. It was not an unusual occurrence for her to come home covered in blood, having fed messily. Her maker constantly advised against it, but contrarily to expectations Sybelle got reckless in her hunts and did not see the appeal of being civilized. They were killers, messy or not. Besides, there was nothing civilized about her victims, the kind who exploited women and girls and anyone vulnerable.
It might have been because of some things she'd witnessed among the higher ups as a young piano prodigy, but she had been developing a taste for the rich ones. Although not completely against the rules, that was ill advised, and she knew it.
Thus, she had been stalking a kill for several nights. While not on top of the country, the man had been rich and the owner of a company. It had started one night upon hearing thoughts from a young girl much like her own once, a lifetime ago. She had followed her and found her father, a merciless patriarch who put on a good face to the outside world and was a violent, abusive monster behind close doors. Her elders' council, suddenly, when seeing that, it all had been forgotten. The obsession, the bloodlust, the rage had taken the full space inside her mind, all reason obliterated.
Still, she had waited for the right moment, even taking a risk by starving herself for a night or two with how busy she was observing his every gesture, listening to the daughter's crying late at night as her resolve and bloodlust strengthened. So what if this was dangerous ? The girl needed saving. Hadn't she wished time and time again that she had killed Fox herself in the end ? (maybe, just maybe, her acts were not as selfless as she wanted to think.)
She had killed discreetly, although messily. Enjoyed the swoon even more than she had ever enjoyed it, indulged in it.
The thing was, with the body taken care of and hidden, her reason had come back. She was aware now that she'd misbehaved, even if she believed herself right.
If Sybelle blundered sometimes, she never lied. Especially not to her maker. Marius had immediately smelled the guilt on her, if it could be even called that - she was more akin to a child caught stealing sweets, trying to hide from a disapproving parent. She froze in front of him, deer in the headlights.
"I killed someone that isn't... forgettable ?"
Pleading eyes -- she was not bad, she was not, but she was still terribly afraid of disappointing.
"I-- he was really evil. He needed to die, but I know-- I got obsessed, I got so obsessed, and I took care of the body really well ! But I am sorry !'
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ravene · 8 months ago
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Good evening, tumblr. I'm trying to do some drawings of that white haired character I mentioned previously to figure out her personality and I decided that she likes rage comics.
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whatsthisascianbullshit · 11 months ago
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5 Character Associations - Muireann
Tagged by @abyssalmermaiden thank you ^^
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EMOTIONS/FEELINGS
Caution
Love
Rage
Fear
Stubbornness
COLORS (ffxiv dye)
Rich, deep green (deepwood green)
Darker purples (grape purple)
Deep magenta (royal purple)
Black (jet black)
Dark blues (ink blue)
SCENTS
earthy moss
lavender
rose
burnt hair
well worn leather
OBJECTS
books
carbuncles
axe
long coats
nests of blankets and pillows
BODY LANGUAGE
crossed arms
sitting at any opportunity
draping across/leaning on friends & lovers
fiddling with coat cuffs and bracelets
gleeful laughter
AESTHETICS
mountains of books
soft glowing lights in stone caverns
crackling lightning
red glowing eyes in the darkness
glimmering jewels
Absolute zero pressure tagging: @a-soul-full-of-stars @accidentaloracle @galadae @azure-dragonsinger
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thebirdandhersong · 2 years ago
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Today is, according to my calendar, my baptism birthday, which means I am EIGHT years old and counting >:)))))
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meatcute · 9 months ago
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im so curious how many other jobs involve carding people in the drive thru but if you ever find yourself in that position youll come to learn troubling things about the people you share your roads with...
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baggedmental · 2 years ago
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quinn hughes has the demeanor of that one member in a kpop group who gets all of 2 lines a comeback.
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billyloomisisarat · 2 years ago
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starter call, cap at eight 🔪🩸 :o)
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bkgbian · 2 years ago
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hmmm i think tim ain't really okay with killing... like he was willing to kill himself so he wouldn't become the version of him that killed idk idk
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apenapaperandadoofus · 2 years ago
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TFW you find out your friend group comprised of your best friends all mostly shit talked you behind your back and now that you’re in college you have made friends but just like class friends so now there’s no one you can confide in and like hang out with because the two people that actually were not shit talking are busy or in some other college so now you gotta deal with the fact that you’ll probably never build a real sentimental relationship and be alone for the rest of your life
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sparklingzone · 2 years ago
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I like that the classic era of sonic characters have been returning
Males me wonder if bean and bark will get a bigger appearance one day besides just mania (and generations) specially since that wasnt actually them
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walksonstars · 6 months ago
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I haven't been able to shake the idea that "The Moment" is Rose Tyler.
Woops I wrote a mini fic. This got a little out of hand.
That she lived a fantastic life with the second tenth doctor with both living for centuries before he died but she didn't. That they traveled through the stars again. That rose tyler is an expert at carrying on but decades after, after finding a little bit of peace, a bit of a place she can connect with again even if it's not what home has come to mean to her, somewhere with tentative friends and people she smiles at and recognize on the street tragedy strikes.
Maybe she saves them maybe she doesn't but she's back in the original universe with a planet filled with nothing but hot burning land and it feels like hell. Everything does because she's lost it all and she cries golden tears running down her face and dripping down as saltwater.
She is Bad Wolf as she has always been and she is lost in her grief. The atmosphere is toxic and thin hardly even there and she heaves in breathes and does not die doesn't recognize that she should. She is a wounded wolf and her misery shakes time, tears at it as her hand tear at the ground as to not collapse. She is Altas and her grief is the world. It is felt and known throughout the universe.
Gallifrey notices. Hundreds of millions of years before the doctor would be born at all. Sensitive to time and the crushing destruction that she could cause if her hold of time becomes an animalistic shredding instead of a too tight grip, and it tightens.
They go to her terrified at the goddess on her knees. The planet had cooled and the atmosphere was safe to breathe, water covered most of the planet, life was springing up everywhere and the woman's golden tears still fell. If you experience all of time and space at once when does it stop? When has your pain ended?
The leaders of gallifrey had no idea how they might stop her so they sought to guard her. Solely those regenerated as women took the post. For all of gallifrey's cruelty past and future they were kind to her. They clothed her, and keep her company, sang and encouraged life around her. Slowly they were able to shift her from her knees and hands to lay curled on a soft mattress on her side. She was catatonic but her tears had stopped. They named her Pythia the one who sees.
Then war came as it always does. Gallifrey was divided and the guards fought hard and long to keep the golden goddess safe. They forced to their knees as a man with a box entered the sanctuary of a weeping goddess. A man of arrogance and cruelty who wanted to make them watch as he took their goddess away.
He kneels before her and places the box in front of him. Her reaches for her arm before thinking better of it. Belief in the goddess before him was irrelevant because there she was and he would not touch her for fear of it. He pushed the box forward and it made contact with her skin.
Bit by golden bit energy from her seeped into the box and on and on it went. Her body to became wisps of light. Just as she lost her form her eyes met his clear and a deep dark brown. Like a wolf staring from clever eyes out from the unknown. Like a hunter contemplating prey. Darkly amused as they waited for the prey to run to give chase.
Then she was gone and the box slid shut.
The guards were weeping.
The guards were taken back to gallifrey and the sanctuary burned.
The box waited. Time untouched by time. A well finally able to deal with the overflow.
And in a moment Rose Tyler, the Bad Wolf, the Goddess of Time found herself again and took great glee terrorizing cruel arrogant time lords that came to her box demanding destruction.
She was Rose Tyler, she had a box, and surely as the universe begins and ends, she'll find a Doctor.
the greatest tragedy of our time is the doctor who writers not following through on bad wolf rose tyler. oh she absorbed the time vortex and had the power of a goddess? well her alien boyfriend kissed it out of her so she’s normal now and there’s zero (0) lasting effects. BULLSHIT!!!! shout out to the fanfic writers who get it and write her physiology changing and becoming a time lord, or at the very least something not entirely human!!!! there was all that lead up to bad wolf, let her go crazy! let her have insane power!! bad wolf i love you you should have stuck around longer
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