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❝ if you could build a robot who could expertise in hella awesome guitar solos, then i'd be the happiest girl in the world. ❞
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sam apprectiation post sam is a nerd that's it that's the post goodbye
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what did you do?
send in ‘what did you do?’ and i’ll generate a number.
9 ; your character walks in on tadashi attempting to commit suicide.
he was ready to finally leave. the rope was ready ; he was CONFIDENT to just end his story right here — right now. but as tadashi steps on that stool, his gaze fastens over to the sounding footsteps ; his heart DROPPING soon he registers who saw E V E R Y T H I N G.
❛ ——hiro… ❜
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❛ ╎エクソシスト ✞ ( ᴇxᴏʀᴄɪsᴛ ) ╎ ❜
❛ if you're here for the mashou ceremony, i'm afraid you've just missed it. ❜
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hiiroism
"You're sayin' that like you don't think I know what I'm doing. Besides, what's a kid like you know, anyway?"
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Send me a ‡‡ if you like how I portray my muse.
{-- *stares @ u all lovingly*}
#phobiis#forliiberty#demcnshead#thealanabloom#hiiroism#[;can you feel the love tonight?]#{-- sCREAMS TBQH}
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hEY
1. First impression: oo cool a hiro rp'er yo2. Truth is: you seem really awesome B03. How old do you look: 4. Have you ever made me laugh: no?? we havent talked rlly tho5. Have you ever made me mad: ^6. Best feature: ^^7. Have I ever had a crush on you:8. You’re my: acquaintance?? friend??? person i know of but havent talked to rlly?? lmao 9. Name in my phone:10. Should you post this too? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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ǀη Ʋαιη Hσρє
It took a full two weeks for them to arrive at their destination, for them to reach their only hope of Hiccup ever getting his leg back, and admittedly he's sceptical about the notion that there's a girl locked away in a tower with magic hair that can heal. The stories he's heard are ridiculous and fantastical, some have said that her hair is longer than a street, others even claim that it glows when she works the magic- They're ridiculous tales but he couldn't help but hold on to some small hope as they traipsed through woods in search of the tower that the girl lived in. Nerves boiled and grew the longer they were on land, the mere party of three. { Part of him was nervous because they left Jack in charge of the ship }
They had been walking for maybe five hours when finally a cave has been spotted beyond a wall vines and leaves, difficult to catch, whether one's familiar with the terrain or not. Not one part of him likes the soaring feeling he gained in his chest when the walls gave way to an open alcove, complete with a waterfall, lush grass and the tower they so determinedly sought. Hiccup knew he was going to be disappointed, but the place looked like something straight from a fairy tale, it was intensely beautiful and peaceful, he couldn't help but to step into the sunlight and feel that itch of what if.....
He glanced behind him to Merida and Hiro the disbelief in his eyes shining. ❝ So there's some truth to the stories we've heard. ❞
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❝ I MADE YOU SOME HOT CHOCOLATE.
How's that school project going? Want some help? ❞
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It was never easy. Nothing ever was. But sometimes you had to do things that were frowned upon by most people. Particularly those in uniform. San Fransokyo's police weren't exactly over-zealous- but they weren't easy going either. Then there was the underground. People who don't exactly have a moral code. These are the kind of people most try to avoid. These are the kind of people Matt had failed to. The cops weren't about to help- he had a record, and chances were they wouldn't believe him either way. Now, bleeding, soaked and sore from fighting for his life, Grady slumped himself against an alley wall. His muscles screamed in protest as he attempted to keep himself upright. Traversing a city on foot is quite difficult when your pursuers have cars. Matt could only thank whichever divine entity inspired someone to implement trams in the city. This praise however was interrupted by the garage door next to him creaking open, spilling cool orange light into the alley, save for the small shadow of someone staring at him. Awkward. Attempting a weak yet tired smile, the injured man gave a small wave. "Hi."
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"Fine," he
lies easily, brushing Tadashi off. He hasn’t been sleeping at all. “Just fine.”
❛ it doesn't look like it to me. when's the last time you slept? ❜
#hiiroism#hiya hope u dont mind me replying to this? uwu#█ ▌S H O R T.#█ ▌VERSE: LIVED TO TELL THE TALE.
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hiiroism replied to your post: hiiroism replied to your post: there’s...
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UGH FINE I SENT IN AN APP I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY. BC
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hiiroism. that nerd.
send me a tumblr user’s url and I’ll tell you what I think of them
that awesome nerd. You are awesome don't forget that! I really enjoy your blog a ton and there isn't a second that I regret clicking the follow button!! I hadn't seen bh6 when we first became mutuals, and then I saw the movie and was just excited! Wendy and Hiro are also amazing. we need to talk more it's a requirement
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hEY
Send me a ”hey” and i’ll do this:
1. First impression: poor thing...2. Truth is: you're a bright one, i think i like you.3. How old do you look: about your age, i'd say?4. Have you ever made me laugh: you could if you tried.5. Have you ever made me mad: i can't remember if you did.6. Best feature: that lovely brain of yours. don't ever lose your sense.7. Have I ever had a crush on you: no8. You’re my: again, i hazard to say friend in the likely event that you disagree.9. Name in my phone: hiro (i'm not creative, sorry)10. Should you post this too? eh whatever you want bae
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"How should I know?"
"--I...I dunno... I'm just...I'm just tired of it. Why me? Why can't I be healthy and energetic like everyone else...? It's hard...to not be normal..."
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♤ ANGST
{ send a ♤ for angst }
❝ Don’t come near me. ❞ When he speaks, it’s not angry, or hurt or broken. There’s no command or plea in the words, they’re just that, words. They’re said despite the fact that they already hang in the air between them before they’re voiced.
Hiccup wants to forgive him, he means for them to be okay, wills it even and yet he falters in the face of the memories. He’s okay. He’s fine, despite the new scars that he could now add to his collection, he’s physically okay.
But his body always seems to recoil from the other. Raw instinct is a knee jerk of a movement, and he’s taken a step back, flinched. His eyes have grown wary, cautious.
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