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I'm sure this has been said before, but Calus really said Nonbinary rights huh?

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STOP SCROLLING!

Oka, I plan on following everyone on tumblr

literally everyone

Please reblog so I can make this happen

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What did I just read with my very own eyes.

Hey you, you’re finally awake. You were trying to cross the border right? But you’re dummy thicc and the clap of your ass cheeks lead you into an imperial ambush. Same as us and that thief over there.

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I was feeling stressed abt school starting back up tomorrow and decided to do this? Think I got the angst out idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

draw eyes on this face and reblog with the results

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Wtnv feels

While listening to part B of episode 49 (both parts were spectacular and I loved every second), Carlos said in his voicemail for Cecil not to worry about him because he's a scientist and he'll get back to Cecil in a week tops. He said he'll be fine because hes a scientist, and then followed it with a different prediction that he'll probably take a few weeks or so. It was cute and funny when he said that, but it was also quiet and sad and I couldnt shake the thought of a sad Carlos trying to reassure Cecil and wow it kinda broke my heart.

It's super rough, but I'm improving with every drawing I do! I love my radio/science boys ♡

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Cecil's reclaiming of his station has me smiling so hard wow I love this boi

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Kevin is a sociopath confirmed

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Okay now I have to give a second ending to my nightvale writing thing, but that's besides the point.

I'm on ep 48 and I'm already tired of Kevin's voice. I listen to wtnv on the bus ride to college for some mental relaxation bc Cecil is A1, but Kevin? He needs to lEave

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Episode 47 commentary

Oh no. Carlos. Hes. Omg no omgggg I'm gonna cRY

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The GrEaTeR dEssErt bLUFFS??? EXCUSE?

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Wtnv spoilers, episode 46

Imagine Carlos, smiling indulgently as he gets off the phone with his boyfriend. He resumes his tests and experiments and note taking and cross referencing and fact checking and time checking and science-ing until, finally taking a break, he emerges from the house that appears to be there, but isn't there, like it would make sense that it be there, with two identical houses on either side, but it's just not there. You know, that house.

His team of scientists are still on the other side of the kept-open-door, but their faces express fear. No... concern. Their faces express... concern. The radio, a dull murmur the last time Carlos was outside with his team, has been turned up, now overpowering the white noise of the outdoors. He can hear Cecil, but he sounds mad. Disappointed. What has Carlos missed while he was in the house?

Then he starts processing what his boyfriend is saying.

He feels a pit form in his stomach. He didn't... This is the most unfiltered he's heard Cecil and it is alarming. There would be consequences for this, and he is... he is afraid.

At the mention of Lauren and a "stranger" in the studio, Carlos almost sinks to the ground, his legs weak. Oh god. No. Please. No. A short exhale of breath, a gasp, breaks his silence up to this point.

His team keeps shooting fearful... no, concerned. His team keeps shooting... concerned... looks at him.

Carlos's heart skips a beat at the fear, clear as day, ringing through the voice over the radio. Adrenaline is pumping through his system, urging him to do anything but stand there. To run to Cecil. To save him. To stop whatever it is he needs to stop. He wants dearly to obey his natural instincts, he needs to obey his instincts, but all he does is stand.

He stands as his lover hurries through his signature closing.

He stands as said closing is abruptly cut off with Cecil's yells.

He stands.

No one can even move to comfort the man breaking down in their midst, kept still by their... fear. As though one single movement will dispell the smothering air of disbelief and prove that this is reality. That Cecil's broadcast and, further, probably Cecil's very existence has been cut short.

Carlos knows his boyfriend toes the line between approved and unapproved often, but this... he should've known. Cecil should've known this would happen. Carlos should've known what was going on.

Cecil had been so worried about him earlier, and Carlos had reassured him that he would be fine...

Carlos should've been worried about Cecil instead.

Half a beat passes and their fear-instilled silence is broken by the sound of screeching tires and van doors slamming. Yellow van doors. With orange, triangular logos.

Carlos can't even muster the strength to resist as uniformed people march threateningly toward him. Just staring, standing.

Witnessing.

He promised to cook for us tonight...

Then all goes black.

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THE END OF EPISODE 46 HAS ME YELLING OH MY GOS H NOOOO IM SO SMAD

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Lauren, the program director for the station, is gathering info on Cecil's loved ones and I'm not okay oh my gosh Cecil deserves all the love in the world Lauren needs to lEaVe

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A Lesson Never Learned

Rating: Teen and Up

Fandom: Kingdom Hearts

Pairing: Axel/Roxas

Word count: 919

Tags/Warnings: semi-nsfw, teasing, conveniently broken AC, very gay

Summary:  In which Roxas manages to piss off AND tease a sleep deprived Axel. You figure out in what order this happens.

Author’s Notes: So I’m really excited to start posting my writing on here! I’m still figuring out themes and stuff but I want to make it to where I’ll have a separate page with links to everything! For now, here is the first of many.

High temperatures were a norm on the islands. Everyone was used to it by now. At least, they were used to dealing with the heat from inside air conditioned walls.

Much to Roxas’s misfortune, his air conditioner had broken. And that very same night he found himself tangled in the top sheet of his bed, pressed up against a certain redhead.

“Why is it so HOT?!” He exclaimed, shoving Axel away from himself. Axel only sighed in response. He folded his arm under his head and watched the other wearily.

“It’s only until tomorrow. The techie should be able to fix it. Now get some sleep.” He grumbled, his pale green eyes glimmering in the dim lighting of their room. While the hostility in his scowl wasn’t entirely aimed at the blonde before him, most of it stemming from his lack of sleep, it was enough to shut Roxas up.

Momentarily.

Five minutes later, long after Axel had shut his eyes again, Roxas began tossing and turning, finally settling on his left side, facing away from his bed mate. Everything just felt so hot and sweaty and the sheets were sticking to his back in a very unpleasant manner.

The younger of the two groaned in annoyance, causing Axel to shift behind him. After a few more moments of silence, he sat up abruptly, having an idea. He turned the pillow he was using over to uncover the bottom, unused side of it. After laying back down, the coolness that met his cheek made him smile, but only minutely.

Roxas must have dozed off for only a few moments because next thing he knew he was back to sweating out his entire weight in water, except consciously now. At least if I was asleep, I wouldn’t be experiencing this torture.

It didn’t feel like much time had passed and a glance at the glaring red numbers on the bedside table confirmed as much. 7 sweet minutes of unconscious bliss. Over.

The blonde flipped back over to look at Axel. He seemed to still be asleep. He had a slight crease between his eyebrows, but his breathing was even. The sight brought forth a quiet sigh.

How was he so easily able to fall asleep? He always was accustomed to heat, being the flamer he was (in more ways than one). But this was ridiculous. He seemed completely fine. Did he have ice packs hidden in his shorts or something?

He shook the impossible idea away immediately, flopping over on his back and throwing his forearm across his tired blue eyes as a short whining noise slipped from his lips.

“I hate this.”

Roxas felt the weight on the bed shift beside him and didn’t bother to look over or even open his eyes until said weight was positioned right above his body. A hand on either side of his head supported Axel’s upper body as he straddled the keyblade wielder’s waist. He leaned in close, his warm breath, surprisingly, sending chills down Roxas’s spine as it ghosted across his cheeks.

“If you don’t stop going on about how hot it is…” His voice was rough with sleep, but he didn’t seem particularly drowsy, just really ticked off. He leaned in to whisper in the smaller male’s ear. “I’m going to have to give you a reason to feel hot.”

At his words, Roxas thanked the stars that it was too dark for Axel to see his furious blush. The lighting, however, could not hide the tent that was beginning to form in his boxers. Axel simply smirked and rolled off of Roxas, confident enough in his little scene that the blonde wouldn’t be keeping him up any longer.

Roxas lay there a few moments, absolutely stunned, before burying his face in his hands. His heart was pounding so hard he was sure that Axel could hear it. He felt Axel settle back into his sleeping position from before and mentally cursed the man for his actions.

From the blonde’s point of view, he only had two options. First was to just deal with his little… issue and try to fall asleep without saying another word or second, and this option probably wasn’t much of a good idea after the kind of day Axel had, he could antagonize the red head even further.

Roxas wasn’t usually one for instant gratification, but he was admittedly a masochist and a complete bastard, so what came next wasn’t entirely unexpected. Or at least, it shouldn’t have been.

Axel let out an undignified “Umph,” as a certain blonde’s weight fell upon his abdomen. He blinked for a few moments, honeydew eyes adjusting to the dim lighting, before locking with cool blue. The short stack was straddling him. Bold move, dontcha think?

Axel’s hands instinctively moved to Roxas’s hips as he felt the blonde lean in close.

“I’m really hot, Axel…”

Now it was Axel’s turn to shudder. Roxas’s breath hit Axel’s ear for only a moment longer before teeth clamped onto his helix. If nothing else, that had definitely elicited a response from the red head.

Roxas’s heart skipped a beat at the low growl he heard build in Axel’s throat. His heart only continued to pound even more violently than before as he felt his back meet the bed.

The pyro had Roxas’s hands pinned above his head and used his free hand to tilt the other’s chin up delicately with a smirk gracing his porcelain, if somewhat sweaty, features.

“You never learn.”

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I'm listening to Welcome To Nightvale

I'm on episode 33 right now and I cant take it anymore, I'm probably gonna post short text posts of theories or how much I'm freaking out because it's getting so crazy and all I want to do is write about it but I think I should catch up before I write anything. I'll for sure post it if I do write anything because this past few episodes are inspiring me so much oh my gOSH

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iNCORRECT.

Switchphobia at its finest

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