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drawbauchery · 5 months
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holly-fixation · 1 month
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I don't know why I thought this was funny but:
Over saturated hallway ✅️
Filled with Black Robes ✅️
And captioned ✅️
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amostexcellentblog · 7 months
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Later that night at the Hard Deck:
Rooster: Oh My God! THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?! WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SUCH A MISERABLE PIECE OF SHI... *Realization dawning*
Hangman: Bradshaw? Are you faking a fucking stroke because you can't think of a decent comeback?
Rooster: *Suddenly noticing how his blonde hair seems to glow when it catches the light and the way his eyes sparkle when he's excited* ...Awww crap. *Turns and runs out the door*
Hangman: HEY! GET BACK HERE! I STILL HAVE 5 NEW INSULTS TO USE! INCLUDING TWO ABOUT YOUR MUSTACHE AND ONE ABOUT YOUR SHIRTS... Damn, well there go my Friday night plans. *Turns back to the Daggers* Rude!
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bookwyrminspiration · 5 months
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do you think they have elven booktok. it has to be bad also
pov its 2am and you scrolled one post too far on elftok
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nick "straightest person I've ever seen" nelson
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*modern au*
nancy: and that’s when vecna showed me that he’s henry creel, victors son, and he’s 001. he has this crazy, and terrifying plan to destroy everything
steve: wait so, he just wanted us to figure this out? he let you go so we would know about this stuff?
robin: so we were wrong about vecna… henry… 001? sorry, what are we calling him now?
dustin: 001
erica: vecna
lucas: 001
nancy: henry
robin: right… we’ve learned something new about vecna/henry/001! he’s a number like eleven only a sick, evil, male, child-murdering version of her, with super bad skin, but my point is he’s super powerful! he could he could turn us inside out with a snap of his fingers! it’s not a fair fight!
*everyone sits in silence for a minute*
robin: god… this shit is bananas
steve: …
steve: b-a-n-a-n-a-s
dustin: this shit is bananas!
dustin and steve together: B-A-N-A-N-A-S!
*they all start singing hollaback girl*
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The night is cold, and he is tired.
Firelight flickers and dances upon the walls. Quiet conversations are murmured somewhere in the distance. Laughter accompanies it, sometimes.
The night is cold, and he is tired.
The feeling of soft linens brings a measure of comfort. It rustles gently as he moves.
The night is cold, and he is tired.
Light dims. Starlight paints an infinite sky. Ink spills and bleeds on blank parchment. Words dance across its pages, continuing a march that had started hours ago.
The night is cold, and he is tired.
No more words are said. No more memories to be laughing over. Cold overtakes warmth.
The night is cold, and he is tired.
The words have long since stopped being written. The pages are dry, crackling as a great tome is closed.
The night is cold, and he is tired.
And he draws up the feathers around him, fashions himself a bed.
The night is cold, and he is tired, and so he sleeps.
He dreams.
The night is cold, and he is tired.
So he dreams of what the dawn may bring.
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chandiegeist · 2 years
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During his time in Hisui, a Zoroark falls in love with Sneasler’s Warden. He doesn’t join Ingo’s team but he accompanies him during his patrols around the Highlands and brings him gifts.
After the game story, Arceus grants the three of them, MC, Ingo, and Zoroark, one wish each for helping save the world. Ingo asks to be sent home. Zoroark wishes to be reborn as a human so he can fall in love with Ingo all over again.
Emmet wakes up to Ingo dropping out of a glowing portal and landing right on top of him. He’s overjoyed. It feels like it’s been so long and yet no time at all. After Ingo disappeared, Emmet was struck by strange memories out of nowhere, memories of his past life as a Zoroark meeting and falling in love with Ingo for the first time.
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worldsworstfemale · 1 month
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holy shit i wanna change my major
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superfruitland · 9 months
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okay okay okay i was gonna start doing the requests but i had a fleeting thought
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maxinemaxmayfield · 1 year
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The Crawl
Everything hurts.
Try as he might, he can’t get to his feet. 
He’s surrounded by the lifeless bodies of those horrific stirges, where they had fallen from the air. He can feel the cold seeping into his bones and smell the rotting decay of the Upside Down. 
But there’s something else. 
A voice.
It’s not a voice he knows, but it calls him. Not by his name, he can’t think of his name right now, but it calls and somehow, he knows the call is meant for him. 
He doesn’t know why, but he knows he needs to follow it. 
He hoists himself up onto his elbows, using every ounce of strength to pull himself forward, towards the trees. Towards the call. Towards his destiny.
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yaldabaothadeez · 4 months
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babydxhl · 1 year
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[concern for others sentence starters] "i'll take care of it."
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concern for others sentence starters | still accepting.
The rough scrub at her face succeeds only in sending a horror film slash of blood from her nose to the curve of her cheek, the heel of her palm slick. The split second fumble with her lighter gives her enough time to think — your hands are shaking — before nicotine floods her lungs.
The dead man between them is already going cold. Her gun on the cement is a dull shape amid the rainbow soap-smear of oil, rainwater, gutter-muck native to Gotham's alleyways.
"He hit me first," she says, voice steady, then sniffs once, feeling copper run thick in the back of her throat. Not a person, really, but a cop, out for blood and a bonus in the middle of the night. Mary Dahl takes a few steps back. The tiny glow of her cigarette trails smoke into the freezing air.
"It'll all have to disappear."
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thenastyotherblog · 2 years
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Taishiro wakes up to the sound of thunder and heavy rain; it's been a few days since he was allowed to take Four home so he rushes to her room.
She's probably scared right? She had never really seen a Thunderstorm like this one so he is worried about her reaction.
He half expects her to be hiding somewhere, under her bed or inside her closet. But when he burst inside, he finds Four, face pressed against her window, tail wagging, ears wiggling and eyes wide as a lighting crosses the night sky. Not even flinching when thunder comes next.
The next time it rains, lightly this time, Four is against the window again, mesmerized.
"Do you want to go outside?" Tai asks her and he had never seen her tail wag so hard. She is so excited Tai can barely hold her still to put a raincoat on her.
He watches over her as she stands still under the rain, content. At least for a little bit, the next moment she is running around, jumping into puddles of water just like a little kid.
When they come back home, she is drenched and tired with enough energy left to take a bath before passing out.
And that's how Tai learned Four likes rain.
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