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musichooman · 2 days ago
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i have created FIRE! my divine self must be hiding under this mortal body somewhere
-me after lighting a candle
Hate how lighting a candle does wonders to my mood. Like wowwww. Grug like fire? Grug not sad anymore because Fire in Cave? Wow. Real predictable of Grug.
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weevmo · 18 days ago
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"COME AND CLAIM YOUR PRIZE MY GALLANT GAMERS!"
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soldrawss · 2 years ago
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Watching and Dreaming doodles cause im 🥺🥰
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feniksido · 6 months ago
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Any banite born after 1440 DR can't kiss... all they know is torture gnomes , charge they robots, set traps, be bisexual , eat hot chip & lie
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edselmailheart · 4 months ago
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meow
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gatodefresa · 10 months ago
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Bruh
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bebellsoterel · 9 months ago
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Little rat ;v;
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ranputation · 5 months ago
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remy lebeau pulling up to the function
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motorghost · 4 months ago
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anyone else get occasionally assaulted by thoughts of holmes and/or watson dying in sussex? like, maybe one day, when they are both very old, holmes wakes up to watson in his arms and he knows right away. he genuinely believed he would be the first to go. he steps downstairs and lights up a pipe. he stands there for a long time. he writes a few letters and sends them out. he walks around the house, observing everything. then he goes outside to sit near the bees. he listens to their soft humming and passes away in the sunshine.
or, one day, when they are both very old, watson comes back from the village to see holmes asleep in his chair. he knows right away. he genuinely believed he would be the first to go. he sobs and sobs and sobs. he writes letters by candlelight. then he writes more. he writes until he has nothing left to say. then he goes out and sits by the bees, who are all silent. he passes away under the moon.
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a21af · 1 year ago
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phantom chasers 🔎
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gurinpotte · 1 year ago
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love me in the snow, love me in the sun, love me, the beige skin among the flowers of red" ∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄∾⋄
Inspired in part by beloved Gravity, by @katnissmellarkkk and by Roi, by Videoclub! The song doesn't have the everlark vibes per se but the lyrics are so cute and very snapshot like. The fic is perfect, very natural paced and full of longing, 100% recommend!!! Please do zoom in for hi-res, gave my life and tears for this one 💖
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saveyoursunshine · 9 months ago
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i love when artists explicitly write/draw eddie and steve with very noticeable, maybe even deforming scars. i love when they dont fail to mention the repercussions the things they've been through have left on their bodies. because yes, we talk a lot about ptsd and horrible nightmares and all the psychoemotional issues, but we should totally talk more about the physical side of it.
eddie with a scar on his jaw that tugs when he smiles and aches after a long effusive rant. having to use mobility aides like a crutch or a walking stick because the muscles on his leg never fully recovered and the scars on his abdomen hurt if he tries to tighten his core too hard.
steve with awful migranes and early onset hearing loss and complex vision problems and slight trouble breathing because his head/face got fucked up one too many times. the scars on his back that got infected because no one gave them notice, that are now scars that twinge when he moves his arms and hurt after a day of running around with the kids. the scars on his abdomen that restrict his range of motion. that raspiness in his voice that never went away after a bat tried to crush his windpipe.
i don't know where i'm going with this i just... we constantly recognize their heroic deeds, but i think it's also important to remember that they are not heroes. they are just teenagers who were in the wrong place at the wrong time. they were doomed by the narrative, literally cannon fodder, and their bodies tell the history of that, and of how they're still here despite it all.
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junocandraw · 5 days ago
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“ermmmm marble hornets isn’t creepypasta, tim, brian, and toby would never interact, and masky and hoodie aren’t prox-“ ☝️����
*banging pots and pans together* CLANG 💥CLANG 💥CLANG 💥CLANG 💥CLANG 💥 OHHHHH MY GOSH I KNOWWWW!!!!!!!!!! I KNOWWW!!!!!! OKAY??? ITS CALLED AN AU!!!!! ITS AN AU!!!! ITS AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE WHERE I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT!!!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!
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akkalime · 1 year ago
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State-mandated Kikuri
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roucaelum-art · 1 year ago
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~~~♡
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