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captainkirkk · 3 months ago
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I wore my jedi cloak to a medieval fair because it was storming - and now I understand. This cloak protected me from torrential rain and wind SO MUCH. The jedi Get It
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aberranthought · 3 months ago
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Twitter gets it
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soggifin · 7 months ago
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I am once again switching up the way I draw this dude because I am indecisive. I went for how I would naturally draw a character with his features rather than trying to replicate the original style and idk if it captures the right vibe but I’m posting it anyway because I spent too long on it.
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ladysmash · 2 months ago
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CALL OF DUTY MODERN WARFARE III (2023) ㅤ→ㅤ Simon 'Ghost' Riley
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winn-wynn · 18 days ago
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If you’re fave is Percy Weasley I am consensually asking to kiss you on the lips and marry me
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kingbuffy · 1 year ago
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The best spuffy girls are also sprusilla girls
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depvotee · 5 months ago
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THEY COULD NEVER MAKE ME HATE YOU NEVARRA!!!!!!
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momentokori · 5 days ago
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Restlessness. Pt. 4.
Previous part---next part
The two sat there for a while, only talking in small bits during the commercials. It was short sentences, to anyone else it sounded like they didn’t mean a word they said to each other. But to them, they understood every part of what the other said. Hearing it with so much emotion in their voices. Eventually she finished her tea and got up to wash the cup, but her cup was taken and she was practically shoved back onto the couch. She looked up with an annoyed face as her brother sat the cup down on the coffee table in front of them. “It can wait.” “But it could be done now. Then there wouldn’t be a need to worry about it.” “There isn’t a need to worry about it anyways. It’s a cup. It isn’t dying or anything.” The two argued in the most monotone way possible. Amara rolled her eyes and sat back up. She hated when he did that, she loved to get things done then and there. She liked to get it done as soon as possible. Her brother just shoved it away each time. Granted both were right and wrong. Amara did everything effectively, not forgetting about anything, but she was also overworking herself this way, taking time for each individual thing. Rick would typically forget or push it off until the day it needed to be done, but he also let everything stack up to get it done at once.
Despite the two different views on everything they didn’t argue much. Rick was the reason that didn’t happen. Amara would argue with anyone about anything if she needed to, she has a lot of built up anger and irritation. But thanks to Rick being completely monotone and even blowing her off in some moments she didn’t get the chance to argue. It was better for her really, even though she got in trouble a lot for freaking out at the school. She couldn’t exactly help it. The kids at school are irritating, and the teachers like to push her beyond her limits. “Meanie.” She mumbled, leaning against him again. It was still early, but she felt so tired. “Where were you last night? I heard you leave. I also heard when you came back. It took a while for you to come back.” She loved interrogating him, he would eventually fess up regardless of what it was. “I was out.” “Yeah you were out, but where were you?” “I was out doing stuff.” “What kind of stuff?” “Would you believe me if I told you I was shopping?” “No, you went this morning.” He sighed, she grinned, knowing that he was going to cave. But her smile quickly faded when he told her. “I was at our parents house. Talking to them.” “..What did you talk to them about?” Her voice was much quieter. He just gave her a look that told her everything. She decided to drop the subject. He held her a little tighter as she mumbled an apology.
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bartyslut · 2 years ago
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Moonseeker is for those who want to love in peace and quiet. Who wants to love in private but not make it a secret? Moonseeker is for those who want their lover to be like them, who understands them. It's sharing the same earphones while resting your head on another's shoulder. Moonseeker is for those who want to learn new things together. Moonseeker is giving each other annotated books and hide messages in them for each other.
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starrspice · 2 years ago
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How often did Eclipse check on her baby afterwards?
Not at all. Not until after her baby had lived a full life and died peacefully of old age
And although some may think its cold of her to do so. She knew if she saw her baby at all she wouldn't be able to go back
Back to being a cherub
To being in the afterlife
She'd pull away and her soul would rot away, eventually becoming a remnant
She was forcefully torn away from her baby by deaths hands
She would never be able to willingly step away from her child's life. How could she? When that child was all she ever wanted?
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gravity-falls-fanatic89 · 8 months ago
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A little piece of my heart breaks when something I love gets verbally tore down.
"Oh, that Kickstarter for that overpriced stuff is over?"
"Yeah."
"They should really give discounts if they're going to charge what they do."
"There was an early bird incentive."
"Yeah, but still. That's not right."
😑
If I can afford something in this hellscape that brings me a shred of happiness, well, I'm going to buy it, and support it. And decide to support others if they can do the same. Hence why I have my Shrine, why I have this space on here, and why I cling to Stan. It's better than being someone who tears others' interests down.
Ranting ramblings over. Sorry. 😑
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hugh-lauries-bald-spot · 9 months ago
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my wife is so smart you guys
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moving-to-dreamwinged · 11 months ago
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PASSES THE FUCK OUT.
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indecisivewitch · 7 months ago
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Every so often I start to feel awful for not placing food/drinks on their altars in months but then I’m reminded that I share my things with them daily and invite them with me on walks to get my child to and from school, etc.. so while I may not actively be putting things on their altars they’re still included and receiving thanks and appreciations.
In other words: Don’t feel bad if you start slacking on your practice or are unable to do the things you want. The gods still love you and understand that life can be difficult sometimes.
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endlessmidnights · 1 year ago
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I love dark poetry, the type that’s only a few lines but puts everything I feel into words that I’d never think of, it makes the depression seem a little less depressing
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