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trickstermadness · 7 months ago
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this weeks episode of dungeon meshi was Laios experiencing ableism and then just starting to throw punches.
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captainyaps · 4 months ago
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Isn’t it crazy how despite Hades Halls being filled with the dead, there was always so much life in it? There was always shades milling around, always Dusa fretting in the corner, always Hypnos not doing his job, always the head chef chopping the same onion. But in hades 2… it is truly dead. There is none of that. When Mel goes into Zag’s room, the mess is coated with dust and bed too perfect to have been recently made. The lyre lies untouched. The scrying pool holds ancient, withered numbers, meaningless and still. When she goes into the great hall, there is no scrawling of Hades’ quill, nor his loud complaints. There is no great maw of Cerberus nor the silence of Achilles. No Thanatos waiting at the end of the hallway, no Meg scaring the shades. It is just empty, a cold reminder of what once was, of what was taken.
She stops needing to look at the portrait to remember what the Titan took from her.
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horrorgoof · 16 days ago
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I wasn't gonna give him hair originally, but it looked really goofy TvT
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amuhav · 5 months ago
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     “What do you mean, ‘everything’? Mist, what’s wrong?”      The line went quiet for a while, then Mist let out another reluctant sigh. “It’s just, I feel like I’ve talked to all of you more over the phone in the last few months than in person the eighteen years living at home. But every time, it’s like... I get each of your problems splurged at me in the space of an hour, then I just have to go to class with it all in my head.”      Loch’s stomach dropped. “Shit, Mist, I didn’t mean—”      “Not just you,” she cut him off desperately. “All of you. Okay, less so Riv, because I think he forgets he even has a phone half the time. But even so, he didn’t call for months, then dropped his engagement and wedding news on me and threw a strop when I couldn’t drop everything at short notice.”      Her words began spilling out with little space between, laced with more and more emotion.      “And Bay, with Sylvie’s whole immigration trouble and Heaven making his life difficult. And Sky, with her pregnancy and worrying if she’ll make a good mum or if you’ll even want to be part of the twins’ lives, or if Amir will be okay without his best friend, or now that his brother showed up out of nowhere. River being mad at Mum and Dad for saying they might not make the wedding or even caring to get to know Chad, and since I’m the only one that officially knows I’m sure I’ll have to hear all about their pregnancy and parenting fears too. And I thought coming here and focusing on my future career would distract me but I’m just becoming more and more aware that I may never be a normal girl that gets to fall in love and have a family and do all the things you all get to worry about—”      There was a loud beeping, and Mist cursed under her breath. Loch heard her moving, and then something slam on a counter or desktop.      “And now this stupid watch needs charging again because I forgot to take it off when I got home last night, and I didn’t sleep all night because I handed my assignment in with only five minutes to spare even though I finished it hours before but forgot about it because stupid Lukas somehow still wants a date with me even though I’m clearly a mess, but then again he hasn’t seen me without this stupid fucking watch, so what the hell am I even supposed to do with that? Keep pretending I’m normal, I guess, until he works it out, just like I’m supposed to pretend I’m fine while you all bitch and moan in my ear about each other and your goddamn problems because none of you can just fucking talk! OW!”
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islawila · 4 months ago
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feeling like the eraserhead baby (theres a rlly swollen mosquito bite on my arm)
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mistyycowoa · 5 months ago
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Vent//
Hshfejhfhfjjcnfhhdhgxg MY STOMACH HURTS A SHIT TON :(
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aliens-took-my-iwa-chan · 4 days ago
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I have to fall down 9+ times for the play im in and. I had to rehearse that scene many times in the past two days. I am sore lol
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tsukana · 1 year ago
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cellbit that was TOXIC 😭😭 holy shit
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morgan-the-lonely-brick · 2 months ago
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MY KNEEEEESSSS
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the-woild-is-y-erster · 1 year ago
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i literally got no pictures at the actual event so heres a very tired selfie from after 👍
acab n all that but i do make a really hot cop :)
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velnias1 · 1 year ago
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I’m already bisexual, anxious all the time, depressed, burnt out, slightly manic half the time, adhd, and ever so SLIGHTLY ocd, I have circulation issues and shit eyesight I can’t be adding stomach problems to that list I forbid it just leave me alone and let me eat ice cream goddamnit.
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lifeofth3party · 6 months ago
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PUNCHES U ACROSS THE FREAKING FACE!! >:o)
"OWOWOWOWWWWWWWW HEYY....WAID U DO DAT???? owie... :("
(OW... hey.. why'd you do that? owie..)
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actual-corpse · 1 year ago
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So... I don't look my age and I don't feel my age right.
I tell people I'm 26, and they say, "No way! You look 20!" Right? And that's all fine and dandy, and it contributes to me feeling like I'm still only 20.
Let me tell you Hwut
If you don't take care of your body, like do the bare minimum, you age pretty quick. And spending 3 years working in a factory didn't do me any favors.
Since it was the day before Thanksgiving and people were doing last-minute shopping, I was tasked with helping keep Grocery stocked instead of the usual crafts freight.
I'm scanning and picking Juice. GALLONS of fucking juice. 8.32 pounds per gallon of juice. And it's never one gallon per crate NO! FOUR GALLONS PER BOX! Upwards of 40 POUNDS!
Since I'm not one to back down from a challenge, I'm not doing things the easy way by taking everything out of the boxes and loading them like that nooo. I'm hoisting that shit up over my head like I'm the fucking Incredible Hulk!
And I. Feel. POWERFUL!
Tiny but mighty!
I finally go to bed and all's good.
Until I have to get up.
And I FEEL it
I can't walk because my lower back is seized up... because that's where the lift happens.
I used my hips to help swing the weight around.
I was practically bent backward from using my chest to help me push these 40-pound cases to shelves above my head
I might be older. But damn am I young and stupid.
And all that happened in my lower back.
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me: augh ough the tinnitus why must i suffer so
also me, one hour prior: *stands one standard foot away from the speakers at an anime rave pushing a guy around like we’re in a mosh pit while screaming at the top of my lungs*
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wallcreature · 8 months ago
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i've been thinking about her recently.
patron saint of one-way trips and other journeys from which you can never return
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valliantknight · 4 months ago
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headaches leave me alone challenge
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