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bunnygirllover45 · 1 month
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who wants a soft and caring (and totally not murderous) husband?
He doesn't have a name yet bc I'm too lazy
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pieofdeath · 1 month
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"Your body floods with cortisol and stress and rage hormones. Your heart rate picks up, and as it does, you begin to feel a rhythm to your own heartbeat that you recognize is mathematical. There's an asymptote. It picks up in speed. There is a mathematics to your rage. You can follow. Your drummer sensibilities come in, and you pick it up, hitting harder, rhythm faster." "Keepin' the beat." […] "The entire world of Aguefort has told you that it doesn't make sense to be an artificer and a barbarian, and for a moment you go, "No, there is a math to being mad.""
HOLLLLY SHIT BRENNAN. I'M GOING TO BE THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR.... FOREVER I THINK???????
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wherenymphsroam · 3 months
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because if I open my mouth, its not closing again
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annikasevenshots · 1 year
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There are 3 things to remember about being a starship captain. (insp.)
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ditch-lily · 3 months
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yeah no don't worry we're sending you the newest model. this one has freckles
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daily-smallishbeans · 1 month
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day 125- sticky note
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moupies · 2 years
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I feel like we as a society don’t talk about this scene as much as we should
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widogastc · 2 years
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how fucking special it is the moment when fjord breaks his pact & the immediate response of the nein, offering up their tools without being asked, without second thought, one after the other. how special their little family is. my heart is twice its size
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mothmothwoth · 2 months
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I can’t stop thinking about them
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shewantsitall · 2 months
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Sobbing over Mom City bc “you’re not lost you’re just not sure what direction you’re going in yet”
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sparkdoesart · 2 months
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i see your macro riv and raise you: huge fat macro gourmand
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Guh. Youre so smart.
Carrying the colony on her back
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the-knife-consumer · 6 months
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While im thinking about women characters being assigned their fandom roles the way the pikmin fandom outside of tumblr treats brittany is fucking horrible. Whats wrong with you people its a children's videogame character.
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feelboss · 5 months
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not to be That Person but some of the faces he makes...
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idyllic-affections · 9 months
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i think it would be funny if pantalone had a rogue younger sibling who never joined the fatui with him because they downright REFUSED to be controlled by one of the seven, so now there's just this... vagabond snezhnayan adult who strangely resembles the richest man on teyvat and wanders around adopting random poverty-stricken orphans, teaching them tax evasion, and overall just causing the fatui problems (solely to annoy their brother LMFAO). meanwhile he turns a blind eye to this because... that's, unfortunately, his family.
anyway tl;dr-- rich guy with a vagabond younger sibling who lives to piss him off and make his job harder
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ghostofchaos-past · 7 months
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anyways--
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mediumgayitalian · 1 month
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thinking about the fact that baby will is SO SMALL for his age..... what made you come up wi th this devastating headcanon
im just imagining cass. eighteen. terrified about her future. will she have to leave camp? what will she do? she can't go home. camp is her home. and then that very summer this little kid stumbles into camp, glowing lyre above his head before he even crests half-blood hill, can't be more than six years old. crying and clinging to his mother's shirt, scraped and bleeding from whatever monster chased them here. and immediately her worries take a step back, and she tugs this little kid from his mother and hugs him as she walks backwards, crying and pretending not to, promising her son she'll be back as soon as it's safe, and this little kid clings onto her and looks to her with big, blue eyes, red-rimmed, and suddenly she's got this baby brother to watch out for, much younger than any of her other siblings, and it turns out he's chatty and open and endlessly energetic and bad with boundaries and social queues, and he's eight, actually, but he was a preemie and spent every year of his life in the back of his mama's tour van. and she and diana and lee and michael are the older kids at camp, although not by much, and they look at each other and nod and know they will be making sure this little kid with a smile as bright as the sun will grow right as they know he's meant to with his big feet and stumbling limbs.
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