#incomprehensible mumbling
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zeondraws · 3 months ago
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swoko · 3 months ago
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Dear gardener side of tumblr, if I want to grow a pomgrenate tree from seed, is it too late if I plant the seed in fall?
Thanks in advance! <3
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uselessnocturnal · 9 months ago
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nothing throwing me off more than the sound of a car whooshing in my ears from tmagp episode 11 whilst walking home
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anonymusbosch · 2 years ago
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shrug. people deserve to live happy lives with their needs met and enough left over for fun and joy and stuff. and to whomever that's a threat instead of an aspiration, it's a threat I'd rather follow through on than. idk. death in the court of public opinion
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lover-of-mine · 2 years ago
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Should i make another lonely! Eddie set?
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macadam · 1 year ago
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From here on out when making posts about transformers stuff I love I’m not gonna put in a footnote every time about how much other bad stuff there also is in the franchise/fandom. Cause trying to keep posts well rounded and faithful to the entire tf fandom as a whole every single time is so exhausting and also the tf fandom sucks? Additionally it’s too large. Lastly they are nothing to me. They are nothing. Why am I thinking abt the bad parts of fandom all the time when the original goal was to gush about something I really like.
Anyways I love optimus prime he has so much love in his heart
and also autism
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the-cal-zone · 3 months ago
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Specific tones of voices put me into so much anguish
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aromanticannibal · 5 months ago
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idk why reacting a single egg to a discord message is so funny
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octyfish · 1 year ago
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I am working on something, it's just that it currently looks like this
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mikaikaika · 2 years ago
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It was the peeamble 💀
I knew it had to be something surrounding bodily fluids when Charlie slimecicle and Wilbur were involved
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swoko · 1 month ago
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I planned to go to a 80s party today and yet here I am ... studying at home! (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)
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meat-lad · 1 year ago
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you’re good enough to eat darling
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nokikissa · 2 years ago
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Few weeks ago I explored a little bit of Subnautica in the VR mode, and now I compiled a sort of "highlight reel" of that.
It was very cool, but also extremely motion sickness inducing lmao
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okcoolthanks · 3 months ago
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Haha yay I love being autistic and not understanding how to communicate with people and form any sort of relationship on purpose
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sister-lilith · 8 months ago
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watching a movie at the theaters is fun but god they need to fix their sound production because it’s too fucking loud
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machveil · 2 months ago
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Y/N, over text: I'm so sorry for drunkenly yelling at you
Simon, over text: Do it again.
actually hear me out
TF141 going out for drinks after a deployment, just to unwind and drink after surviving a nightmare of a mission, and Simon gets completely wasted - just drunk off his ass. he’s not a lightweight, he can hold a couple drinks, which is why Soap and Gaz are having a laugh over him slurring out incomprehensible sentences and wobbling in his seat
but, through his thick accent and hoarse voice, Simon manages a couple mumbled words, “Where— where’s m’doll?”. his eyes are as cold as ever but his voice is suddenly so desperate. Price is watching it unfold as Johnny tries to ask Simon what he’s talking about. after Simon grumbles at him that his ‘doll’ is missing and, “Soa— Soap, need m’doll—”, it clicks for Gaz
they’re trying to get Simon to unlock his phone, he’s being stubborn about his mask being tugged down and Soap is trying to get him to tell them his password. somehow, after a couple minutes, they finally manage to break into the man’s phone. yeah, when Simon sobers up he’ll probably mouth off at them, but right now they’re scrolling through his contacts. Simon’s contacts are just people’s numbers, no names - except for one simply labeled ‘Riley’
as soon as Gaz clicks the FaceTime button he hands it off to Simon. he’s not really paying attention until your voice rings in his ears, then he’s quick to look down at the screen. suddenly he’s sated, gaze smitten as his shoulders relax. you can tell he’s had a few, his head dipping ever so slightly as he slouches over, face a little too close to the camera. you’re about to ask why he called you but he cuts you off, muffled by his mask and voice a couple octaves deeper from the alcohol, “Hi, dolly.”
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