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solrin · 1 year ago
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You know, a scrapyard in gensokyo would actually make a lot of sense now that I think about it.
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alackofghosts · 2 months ago
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wolbert week day 7: free day
finishing up with some autumnal whimsy! thank you for joining them ✌️
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bedlund · 9 days ago
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i don't have a strong opinion on sarah z but i saw your tags and was curious why you don't like her
terribly researched bad faith no love and respect for the community or the source material destiel deep dive
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valerihrtz · 4 months ago
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thank you all for 50 followers! ^-^
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aceattorneyheritageposts · 1 month ago
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Hi! No idea if you are alive (I hope you are) but I don't think you reblogged this yet
https://www.tumblr.com/layton-heritage-posts/768227681609416704/layton-heritage-post?source=share
Hi anon! I am in fact alive you'll be glad to hear. That post is great but it doesn't meet the age criteria yet so I'm going to put it in my drafts until it does and reblog it then. Thank you for the submission ❤️
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fazgoo-connoiseur-1987 · 10 months ago
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THINGS I THINK SCARE BILL IN ORDER OF HOW MUCH THEY SCARE HIM TIER LIST
5: Sudden Loud Noises, Especially Bangs. He was like 4 when the Blitz happened. Very scary thing for a kid to go through it stuck with him.
4: Drowning. He fell off the boat once when Henry took him fishing in College and he wasn't okay about it. He doesn't like the unknown of the water and never leared how to swim, so.
3: The Lack of an Audience. He puts so so much effort into his performance of normalcy SOMEONES gotta watch it!! Otherwise what's the point? The fear of failing to perform his part correctly fits in here too.
2: Maggots. Cus of that one time he watched his pet rabbit decompose for like 5 hours straight as a kid. They feast on dead things, they're dirty, and he can't STAND the buzzing sound flies make. 1: Death. This is where all the others stem from. It's always death, always has been.
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ratatatastic · 6 months ago
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answermywearyquery · 9 months ago
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catch up meme ✨
i got tagged by @koreanthrillerenjoyer, thank you so much!
rules: answer the questions and tag 9 people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with!
so!
favourite color: green. so plentiful and vibrant.
last song/album: seb lowe - cavalryman (been listening to seb lowe a lot.)
last movie: dune part two (in the cinema! it was very fun.)
currently reading: finished nádas péter's a bibila (hungarian stuff) yesterday and just started stefan zweig's chess story/the royal game.
currently watching: oh boy. bad and crazy (on ep3), community (on s2), and i want to start an iwtv rewatch before the new season drops.
currently craving: erm... food? and maybe a cooler (in temperature) dorm room.
coffee or tea: tea. all the way. tea is the best thing humans have invented. i don't take criticism on this.
i'm tagging (would love to hear from you but no pressure of course): @foolishmortal, @l-tyrell, @cagedinreality, @iamanonniemouse, @the-kestrels-feather
and (tumblr having difficulties with me tagging hopefully this'll help): @sophieistrashaf @gyunikum @derry-rain @a-trick-or-two-with-lepers
thanks again! 💖
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the-kings-jester · 1 year ago
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To admit to the word of…love so ardently is vulnerable to a point he simply cannot risk. It's blazing and new and so dangerous.
It's easier to ignore it. Safer. To shove it down and cover it with annoyance, irritation, guilt, lust, admiration or respect. Anything else, anything to dull the ache. Anything to protect himself from losing. 
He's protecting them both. 
Sherlock knows what happens when you love someone. Love is loss. 
But now…there is nothing else it can be, laid bare in his mind. Tomorrow he will excuse it away, describe it as anything else. Distance himself from the truth once more. But now, that's all there is. All there ever was. 
That and the voices of the somethings below the surface of the world bellowing in tones too low to hear, felt in your bones with every step. 
He hates nights like this.
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Finally finished my 11k porn with plot light angst transatlantic eldritch horror Frogwares Johnlock fic I've been cooking with my buddy @themostat who edited and drew all the artwork for it (his art work is insane, check him out) for the like 3 people in this fandom. We see you guys. This got a bit out of hand. Please enjoy the first of the life/love/loss trilogy, and the culmination of hours of boat research and gay sex in the 1800s. Please play the games.
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chmerical · 5 months ago
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i have poor impulse control guys i made icons last night...
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chesthighwater · 2 years ago
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I am really curious about lupus pilum mutat. Is it about Daud and his time in Tyvia? Is it even about Daud? Will there be a second part of the expression or perhaps another variant with a fox instead of a wolf?👀
thank you so much for asking!! it is in fact about daud (because of course). now, long term listeners will actually be familiar with this one- i've posted little snippets from it before (and am slowly running out of sfw content to share. and i dont wanna spoil all the good bits.) in terms of the title (also Excellent questions)- very tentative for now. obviously i love it because of the callback to daud's "motto", we'll see if i still feel like it "deserves" it by the end.
but as promised. snippet be upon ye!!
There it was. His greatest privilege- being subject to Daud's cruelty a moment less than everybody else. When he shatters the ground Martin stands on, he does so almost gently.
And then his gaze drops to the smear of blood on the ground, oxygenated dull and tacky, left in streaks by Daud's careless bootprints. In succession, Martin thinks: of Daud's hands around the hilt of his blade, paring open a throat; of slowly-cooling corpses stacked in a corner, masks askew; of a mounting pile of casualty reports on his desk; of a mounting pile of excuses. How tension floods a room when the only sound reaching its high ceilings is the tinny drip-drip-drip of foreboding red on its marble floors.
Jaw set, he stares him down. Stays quiet when he speaks to chastise, the tone that has Junior Overseers shivering at potential consequences. “I had good men stationed outside of that door.”
He hopes the barb stings, hopes to see a flash of guilt on his face- that rare little twitch of his lip and sidelong glance that hides rapidly suppressed tumult. And not for the dead Overseers- Martin himself is grieved more by the inconvenience than the loss of life, couldn't possibly expect more from Daud- but for Martin's displeasure. Daud scoffs, no more room left for guilt. “You didn't care for them,” he says, a touch annoyed at perceived sentimentality.
Martin wants to curse at him. Almost does. Instead he feels the truth unfurling, a slow release, and tries to push it down.
“No,” he concedes, “I didn't. But I can't suffer casualties this early. I'll look incompetent.”
Amusement pulls at the corner of Daud's lips. That boyish delight in having taken more from him, chipped more away. Oh, Martin thinks, he'll hollow me out one day.
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mars-ipan · 11 months ago
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a guy in my art class has been asking me for tips bc he likes how i talk about art ig?? anyways he tends to ask me what i’m working on so i’ll show him and it is so embarrassing to show someone komaeda art, have them not recognize him (good), and then having to TALK ABOUT your artistic choices while referring to nagito fucking komaeda as “this character”
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bees-tornado · 1 year ago
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get tagged, idiot (affectionate)
Hello there! You've been tagged! You don't have to do anything if you don't want to, but if you'd like, list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! Learn to know your mutuals and followers! 💖💖💖
oof ow i've been tagged
there are a lot of things that make me happy but i'll give it a shot! in no particular order:
my silly little games and shows and characters
the smell of woodsmoke
the changing of the seasons
stuffed animals
my gf <3
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sweetasmango · 2 years ago
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any other trans people look back at shit from before you'd figured out your identity where you expressed desire to connect with your agab in a very extreme way and get hit hard with the "oh my god i used to love my agab clearly this whole trans thing is wrong" and then 5 minutes later realise "wait a minute, wasn't i repressing every thought i had back then and also severely mentally unwell" or is that just me
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badolmen · 2 years ago
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HOW MANY TIMES DO WE HAVE TO TEACH YOU THIS LESSON OLD MAN?
PUT. IT. BACK.
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pure-mornings · 11 months ago
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I reported this blog to tumblr for hatespeech based on this 'ask' specifically and it was removed. This is why I like tumblr.
You mentioned you like Stephen Fry! Be wary, he is a Yid and he is only friends with you to extract wealth, which is the primary objective of a Jew. He may seem nice to you but in reality all he wants is more sympathisers and your money. You can't trust a Jew as far as you throw it. No need to thank me, education on them should be mandatory not volentery. Dirty, evil creatures. Keep up the good work with the books.
Look, this is a bit embarrassing, but I’m afraid that I’m a fully-paid-up honest-to-goodness barmitzvahed-and-circumcised Jew myself. And while I would, of course, like sympathisers and money, I most certainly do not want yours.
Also, it’s spelled ‘voluntary’.
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