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angel-baby479 · 2 years ago
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Just trying to get Anything down on the page at this point ;;
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weirdandwonderfulace · 1 year ago
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i always feel bad when someone asks if im missing them yet because... i do not. but jot because i dont adore them entirely or because they're not important to me. but because i forget they exist if i do not see them/see a reminder of them,,, same as i do for literally everything in existence ever
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officialspec · 6 months ago
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my friends……........the crystal germs
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mysterycitrus · 2 years ago
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YOUNG !! just us *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
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sculkshrieking · 1 year ago
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he'll solve any dispute with his whacking stick
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butterfilledpockets · 2 years ago
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peepaw in the void?
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next on B.E.N.T-
you guys get to name a spaceship
previous ---- part 7 ----- next
there is so much I wanna info dump about spaceship design and everything and aifbajkebfkjbgksbgjbsrb someone needs to open this can o' beans before it explodes in the microwave
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chalkscrub · 3 months ago
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the Official and Fully Articulated Chalk Sheet - already want to completely revamp it which is a hallmark of any ref sheet i deign to make
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dustykneed · 1 year ago
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graphic design is my passion (lie) pics nicked from here. dead spock sleep syndrome...
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nanocados · 4 months ago
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gubbly · 11 months ago
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my dollies
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percabeth4life · 1 year ago
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Percy Jackson is considered the most beautiful woman of all since the time of Helen of Troy.
And she doesn't know about it.
She's literally soooo pretty and everyone is falling over themselves for her and she's just like "ooh, shiny rock-"
Does not notice, how could she notice? She's a kid with a long history of school trouble. As far as she's concerned she's average at best, loser at worst.
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what-have-i-unleashed · 6 months ago
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hmmmm somewhat a continuation of this
imagine one day killer is captured by the efforts of both the star sanses and epic sanses. but the thing now is that they don't know what to do with killer. like, he's almost impervious to all interrogation attempts, and none of them would stoop to torture to gain information of course.
while everyone is arguing over what to do with killer, color stands up and says he can deal with killer, with the condition that no one spy on him or killer while they're talking. everyone else looks at each other and agrees, since there's not much they can object for now.
so color enters the room where killer is held. and killer is very happy to see his fated enemy after entertaining so many boring side characters.
would be a bit fun/creepy if the interrogation room has a one-way mirror. and during a previous asking (maybe done by delta or swap), color was standing behind the glass watching the procedure, and killer immediately zeroed in on him despite color knowing that the glass is one-way so logically killer couldn't see him. but killer did, just intensely staring at where color was. color moved to another spot, and he swore killer turned his head to follow too. creepy killer yeehaw.
anyway, back to color and killer talking. killer is super ecstatic upon seeing color and starts dissing the other sanses for sucking at interrogation, proudly blathering on and on about he's gonna torture a hypothetical prisoner if he was in their shoes. color cuts him off being like "let's talk about something else" and asks about killer's injuries. killer is all "nah they're nothing compared to the worst ones", and color humors him "are any of them done by me?". killer blows a raspberry like "pfft, you think you're so terrible, o shining hero?"
and now they talk about their previous battles. which ones are the most deadly. which ones are the most fun. killer seems proud about the permanent marks he left on color, and also nostalgic about the ones color left on him. color keeps his opinions neutral throughout the whole conversation. it's best if this feels as if two friends having a chat after a long time not seeing each other. and aren't they friends now...?
and so color finally pops the proposal. he asks if killer wants to change side. he promises that killer doesn't have anything to fear if he joins color. and killer is silent for a moment before bursting into hysterical laughter. like suuuure thing, obviously people are gonna magically forgive him for terrorizing the multiverse. obviously nightmare is gonna leave them alone if he defects. he's been in too deep now, can't color see? there's no hope for him to rehabilitate.
and color is like "of course not! you're worth saving!". but killer wouldn't listen. it's cute that color thinks so. but the reality is that they're fated to be on opposite sides. that's their story decided by the players after all. and killer is content with it. content with having color in his life, even like this. it's best to have color than nothing at all.
{tagging @what-have-you-contained as revenge} {also @howlsofbloodhounds since i think you'd like it}
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sillygoofyqueer · 21 days ago
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Long overdue part two of my dream-based MDZS AU!!: Okay so obviously Lan Wangji is acting like the man in the chair for Wei Wuxian, and Wei Wuxian is like "oh hell yeah, showing off for my future magic husband" as he's sneaking through the bowels of this insane security place because he has determination and no self-preservation. Of course, the security cameras don't have full reach of the facility, Wei Wuxian is in this one room after Lan Wangji tells him that there are guards heading his way, but there's a GUARD IN THERE!!! At first, Wei Wuxian tries to be all clueless because he is dressed for the party upstairs, but also he's in the most secure part of the building, what do you mean you were looking for the kitchen to give your compliments to the chef?? So, Lan Wangji gets to watch Wei Wuxian absolutely demolish this poor guy just tryna do his job - and I picture this as him sitting in this spinny chair, back in his traditional robes now that he's locked the door, absolutely smitten as he watches this fight play out. Eyes wide, hands clenched on the armrests, leaning forwards the slightest bit... After Wei Wuxian has dealt with the guard, he's all like "are you impressed?" and Lan Wangji, hornee grip and all, is like "mn." They flirt for a little longer, but more guards are drawn into the area by the initial fight, and Lan Wangji can see another room but there doesn't seem to be any sort of way to get to it. Wei Wuxian is both looking for a door and also gearing up to try and fight as many guards as possible, and Lan Wangji does something very unrefined and just starts mashing buttons until the floor literally opens up beneath his soon to be husband. Next thing either of them know, Wei Wuxian is staring at the camera of the mysterious room and being like "what the hell magic husband" and Lan Wangji can do nothing but apologise quietly as he resolves to never think about that again. (On the other side of the compound, chaos has erupted because different doors kept opening and closing, with alarms and defence systems booting up and then down once again). There is something good to take away from this though, and that is that Wei Wuxian was now in the room that held the data he had been searching for all this time.
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normystical · 11 months ago
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ATTENTION ALL ALASTOR SHIPPERS: 
uniromantic 
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME. PROCEED
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alyssapothecary · 2 months ago
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Tin Foil Hat Mrs. Everdeen Theory #1: City Circle Resuscitation
This is probably my wildest Mrs. Everdeen theory. I really should throw out a few of my smaller headcanons first and slowly lead up to this one, but it's one of my more recent epiphanies and it won't leave me alone. So here's my first attempt on this blog at finally making the unseen seen.
Theory: Both Peeta and Mrs. Everdeen saved Katniss's life after the explosion at the City Circle.
Let me just start with a snippet from Catching Fire, specifically the moment Finnick restarted Peeta's heart.
No, he’s not kissing him. He’s got Peeta’s nose blocked off but his mouth tilted open, and he’s blowing air into his lungs. I can see this, I can actually see Peeta’s chest rising and falling. Then Finnick unzips the top of Peeta’s jumpsuit and begins to pump the spot over his heart with the heels of his hands. Now that I’ve gotten through my shock, I understand what he’s trying to do. Once in a blue moon, I’ve seen my mother try something similar, but not often. If your heart fails in District 12, it’s unlikely your family could get you to my mother in time, anyway. So her usual patients are burned or wounded or ill.
First thing worthy of note: Katniss has seen her mother attempt this kind of resuscitation, or something close to it. Mrs. Everdeen is familiar with the procedure. She doesn't do it often, but she will if she's desperate and she can get to the patient in time.
Now, let's skip ahead to the City Circle scene in Mockingjay, after Katniss has been hit with a fireball and is very badly burned:
Finally, my wings begin to falter, I lose height, and gravity pulls me into a foamy sea the color of Finnick’s eyes. I float on my back, which continues to burn beneath the water, but the agony quiets to pain. When I am adrift and unable to navigate, that’s when they come. The dead. The ones I loved fly as birds in the open sky above me. Soaring, weaving, calling me to join them. I want so badly to follow them, but the seawater saturates my wings, making it impossible to lift them.
Here's what I think happened -- Peeta caught up with Katniss, knocked her down, and used a heavy green cloak or blanket or something to put out the flames (hence his burned hands later at the meeting). That's the sea Katniss is lost in, the weight on her arms. And then she arrives.
The small white bird tinged in pink dives down, buries her claws in my chest, and tries to keep me afloat. “No, Katniss! No! You can’t go!” But the ones I hated are winning, and if she clings to me, she’ll be lost as well. “Prim, let go!” And finally she does. Deep in the water, I’m deserted by all. There’s only the sound of my breathing, the enormous effort it takes to draw the water in, push it out of my lungs. I want to stop, I try to hold my breath, but the sea forces its way in and out against my will. “Let me die. Let me follow the others,” I beg whatever holds me here. There’s no response.
On the surface, this appears to be Katniss hallucinating Prim as a bird. White? That's the medic uniform. Tinged in pink? Burned or covered in blood. But Prim is gone, so who could be clawing at Katniss's chest? Finnick is gone, so who is forcing air into her lungs?
Mrs. Everdeen is wearing a white medic uniform. Mrs. Everdeen is stained with blood. Mrs. Everdeen is pushing on her daughter's chest, begging her not to go, breathing life back into her.
Peeta put out the flames, but Katniss's heart stopped, so Mrs. Everdeen resuscitated her.
Trapped for days, years, centuries maybe. Dead, but not allowed to die. Alive, but as good as dead. So alone that anyone, anything no matter how loathsome would be welcome. But when I finally have a visitor, it’s sweet. Morphling. Coursing through my veins, easing the pain, lightening my body so that it rises back toward the air and rests again on the foam. Foam. I really am floating on foam. I can feel it beneath the tips of my fingers, cradling parts of my naked body. There’s much pain but there’s also something like reality. The sandpaper of my throat. The smell of burn medicine from the first arena. The sound of my mother’s voice. These things frighten me, and I try to return to the deep to make sense of them. But there’s no going back. Gradually, I’m forced to accept who I am. A badly burned girl with no wings. With no fire. And no sister. In the dazzling white Capitol hospital, the doctors work their magic on me. Draping my rawness in new sheets of skin.
"The sound of my mother's voice." My strongest piece of evidence. They give Katniss morphling to relax her. Lift her onto a gurney or stretcher or whatever the foamy thing is that's carrying her. And Mrs. Everdeen treats Katniss and Peeta with burn medicine as they head to the Capitol hospital. Maybe she's speaking words of reassurance to Katniss, or maybe she's talking to Peeta about the tragedy they just witnessed. And that's why Katniss is forced to accept Prim is gone.
Now, what is Mrs. Everdeen doing here? Well, Katniss's alleged death was announced just 2-3 days ago. In that time, Prim gave her mom the slip and left for the Capitol ("I'm good at keeping secrets, even from Mother"), then Mrs. Everdeen realized she was missing and took the next train after her. Prim would have a head-start on her, but Mrs. Everdeen could still arrive in time to help Peeta save Katniss.
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nicollekidman · 1 year ago
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as an enormous fan. one of the worst things about taylor swift is how deeply cowardly she is when it comes to Avoiding Upset and how this + the vacuum of her life makes every interview/public appearance just. devoid of any real meaning. just absolute crafted nothingness.
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