#godhonest
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Top ten most stressful things you can ever say to Hel.
That's like number 7.
#Stop thinking about it#you're only making it worse#godhonest#O.O#Suddenly she's very aware that she does not ACT like a human.#And it's one of those moments.#Catch her sitting in her seat. The shadows cling to her weirdly.#The air is chilly and people SWEAR they hear their dead loves one chatting beside them#LMAOOOOOOO#OutofÉljúðnir
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your godhonest ability to write like a madman needs to be studied and also the ability to keep the characters personalities separated? needs to be studied also i would take a class
Aw shucks thank you im blushin'
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i saw a poll about how you feel about flirting and the answer that is true to me is that i don't engage (because i'm married and not comfortable with that), but actually the godhonest truth is that even when i was single i could not pick up on flirting, so i have always been immune
#me: wow this person is being so nice to me! we will be such good friends :)#this is likely both an autism and ace thing#and then people would think *i* was flirting because i'd be really nice back rippppp
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Can you imagine how much better of an artist I would be if every time I went looking for references, I didn’t end up with a folder of this?
#artist problems#jushiro ukitake#god y'all should see my folder of renji making dumb faces#it's a godhonest miracle i ever get anything done
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i love me a good funny jerma edit now and then but tiktok is littered with genuine godhonest fancams of people finding jerma sexy and THAT is where i draw the line. whats wrong with you. he’s like if home depot was a person. he’s just there. get help!
#ignorance cloud on#ever since that name your price livestream my fyp has been littered w fancams#and its bc i like a few like. funny jerma edits. tiktok then floods my feed w genuine thirsting over him#and its like. why.......are you all okay......#he is like a specimen to me. hes not anything.
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Lantern, frost, maple and harvest for the asks?
lantern - how did you meet your best friend? What were your first impressions of each other?
I count all my mum cult friends as my best friends!
the first ones I met were Raptor and Shtiya, they were long-time followers of my blog and we started chatting about fandoms way back in 2015. from what I remember, they were somehow under the impression that I was cool, and I thought that they were both hilariously strange, and thus started a beautiful friendship!!
I later met Karla and Ella through Raptor, they were also somehow under the impression that I was cool, and I thought that they were both much more cool than me
then quite a while later, I met Orla and Corn through the same social circle, I don’t think I’ve talked to them about what they thought of me, but I thought that they were both very funny and kind people, and I was right!!!!
Luna joined us later, after Karla started dating her, idk what she thought of me either, but I immediately read her as a shy and adorable dork who is impossible not to love, and once more I was right
I love all of my friends to death, they are all amazing and kind and funny people who deserve the world and that is the godhonest truth
[already did frost and maple]
harvest - what fictional character do you most identify with? Why?
this is a weird one because I don’t talk about her much, but I have Big Love for the unicorn from The Last Unicorn. it’s a bit hard to explain, but she just has a specific air about her that expresses something I normally can’t
her story arc is very important to me, I love her movie so much
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death [ bc I'm a cruel person ]
@dolcres sent ‘Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying.’
“No.”
For a second, that was all he could say. In his own mind, he had done not more than merely utter the word, a silent whisper echoing against the emptiness of what had once been Escalante. It was only seconds later, maybe minutes later, that he realized that the sound had not ebbed away, that he was still screaming.
“No!”
He didn’t recognize the man in the black hat, had no memory of ever meeting him before and yet, in his eyes, there was a certain kind of recognition. He could feel Dolores’ still warm body twitching in his arms, blind to the way a couple of wires spilled from the - to him seen as - lethal wound in her chest. He didn’t see her spasms for anything else but her final moments. He didn’t see the way her eyes opened and closed as if she was experiencing a technical defect.
It all didn’t mean anything to him.
It meant nothing more than losing her, losing her to this senseless violence of a man he had never met nor slighted. A man that thought he could come here and fuck up his life, their life, together. He knew he should have stopped her when she wanted to go and see the sunken village and its church but there had been such an urgency in her voice and eyes, and he had never quite been able to deny her anything.
But it all hadn’t meant anything to him.
Nothing except for the fact he knew that her urgency was something he had to prevent, nothing more than wanting to please her. He had saddled her horse, he had rode here with her. He had ascended his own palomino and gazed over the dusty forgotten land and he’d thought only one thing.
‘Doesn’t look like anything to me.’
And neither had the Man in Black, that stood with an eerie grin on his lips, a godhonest smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, and as William cradled Dolores the still smoking gun was raised again and turned on him, but he didn’t even see the barrel because his eyes were down, capturing hers, trying to become the last thing she saw, and if he had to follow, she’d be the last thing he saw, too. He heard the gun click as it was being reloaded, he didn’t look up.
“Well, can’t say this isn’t strange,” the Man in Black said, and his tone was almost pondering. “But they do always say you gotta kill your darlings.”
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My group chat is ignoring me because I said id let younger Dan aykroyd dick me down no questions asked how do I fix this without going back on the godhonest truth
let them know i would too
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+ godhonest
Freya placed her son in his basket before looking up at the stranger. She furrowed her brow. ‘Yes?’
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