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ipodkisser · 1 year
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very grateful for lava lamps they feel like cool best friends that get to be with you all day and make the vibes better
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evil-wizard-good-crows · 11 months
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♥︎🌹My sweet precious new kitty🌹♥︎ My beloved little lady's name is
💖Usagi Nyahko Heisenberg💖
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absoloutenonsense · 7 months
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When the Trouble Comes by nonsensedarling
Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | 90k | Explicit
The Queens Trafficking case is the biggest one of Louis’ FBI career so far; eleven reported missing girls all disappeared under a similar set of circumstances. Louis has done everything he can to try and solve this case over the last nine months… while also absolutely ruining his marriage. Harry has been co-host of Banter at Breakfast for five years, and finally has the opportunity to create his own radio show with the network. Unfortunately, it comes at a time where Harry’s thoughts are consumed with his impending divorce from his (caring, loving, infuriatingly thoughtful) husband of eight years. Harry and Louis have both been willing to lose themselves in their work… but are they willing to lose each other?
Or a story of (almost) exes-to-lovers.
✨Art by @dearlou✨
Posts on Tuesday and Friday each week.
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floofdrawsstuff · 1 month
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oscconfessions · 1 month
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She battle on my island till I dream
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bun-after-dark · 8 months
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f/os who are constantly horny. f/os who are entirely too respectful about it. f/os who will ask before jerking off to the thought of you, just to be sure you’re fine with it. f/os who become desperate quick. f/os who need you, and only you. I need those types to absolutely ruin me. [read my dni pls]
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shirogane-oushirou · 3 months
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* .✧ I only shoot up ⸻ ⸻ with your perfume ✧ .*
[ ❤️‍🩹 ]⸻ a ren/ro playlist ⸻[ ❤️‍🩹 ]
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* . ⊹ TRACKS * . ⊹
[ 01. ] ── stunned ✧ i blame coco
[ 02. ] ── chasing clouds ✧ bad computer & dankya nadeau
[ 03. ] ── can't help falling in love ✧ ice nine kills
[ 04. ] ── unintended ✧ muse
[ 05. ] ── after dark ✧ eliot sumner
[ 06. ] ── you spent all your love (anniv. ver) ✧ mega mango
[ 07. ] ── sweater weather ✧ the neighbourhood
[ 08. ] ── goodbye ✧ fm-84 feat. clive farrington
[ 09. ] ── endlessly ✧ muse
[ 10. ] ── temptation waits ✧ garbage
[ 11. ] ── nearly witches (ever since we met) ✧ p!atd
[ 12. ] ── atlantic ✧ keane
[ 13. ] ── drive you home ✧ garbage
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* ✧ on my blog or youtube ✧ *
────[ all playlists here ]────
credit / credit
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↓↓ thoughts and feelings below ↓↓
renro music vibes are so all over the place...;; simultaneously gentle and deeply obsessive, fearful of ruining something good while knowing you're already in too deep. in all verses, we both have reasons to think of the other as the most precious person in our lives, to want to spoil and pamper them and treat them so gently, but we have insecurities that make us want to never let go because nobody's made us feel so "seen".
and then you have something like "nearly witches"... that's been the renro anthem since like. a month after i made him LMAO ;;; i had JUST figured the plot points for doc! and v!, the long period of time we're apart, the way he fixates on spraying my perfume on the pillows when he feels lonely... and then while listening to my be.ato umi.neko playlist, i was reminded of this song and went ".....A!!!!!"
also anyone who's been following for a while knows i've wanted to avoid spotify and YT for playlists... but i realized many mobile devices straight up won't let you see tumblr custom themes anymore, so it isn't totally accessible. for my alt link, i went with YT -- partly bc spotify is constantly removing songs LMAO, and partly bc YT isn't losing much if i go elsewhere bc they're mainly video-focused. choosing not to use spotify feels like it might have SOME miniscule impact.
(this isn't to poo-poo anyone for using spotify btw -- there's a monopoly, and it isn't fair that we basically have two awful playlist-sharing choices!! this is just the logic for my personal purposes.)
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misc-obeyme · 3 days
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I'm back already I-
But please hear me out.
I was writing another chapter for my fanfic in Wattpad yesterday (It's basically the OG OM! game rewritten, but with more scenes, more logic(?), more insight on the bonds between characters and added HCs.) I'm currently doing Lesson 1!
For this I watch gameplays bcs of course I'm too lazy to play all over again and I haven't even finished the game myself-
Anyways, while watching, Lucifer mentions tasks. In-game, he already knows that the tasks are dance battles. And well I didn't like that.
What if Lucifer didn't know about dance battles? What if he had set up much different tasks, aiding to 'polish MC's soul', which was said to be MC's task?
That's exactly what I did.
But I don't plan on mentioning what the actual tasks are (bcs my imagination ran out yesterday and I already published the chapter)
What do you think the actual tasks could have been?
PS: Have fun next week! Relax and enjoy your days off!
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Don't worry about your ask box frequency, it's all good! I get people who go months between asks and then there are people who go minutes between asks lol.
Anyway, I have to commend anyone who has the patience to do a canon story rewrite like that. Just thinking about it makes me want to take a nap. It was difficult for me when I was writing Arrie's story, too. Because I felt like I had to incorporate him into the existing story, but I didn't want to rewrite the whole thing. So I kinda glossed over most of it lol. Like here are some extra scenes and there's like one that I redid, but for the most part I just skipped over that stuff.
So all that is to say that I'm impressed with your dedication to such a project! It's probably way better than canon, too!
Let's see, so tasks that could potentially polish MC's soul in place of the dance battles?
I mean it's hard to say what exactly is needed to polish MC's soul, you know? The game doesn't give us the mechanics of that particular situation.
Initially, I would think it would have more to do with the Celestial Realm than anything...
But perhaps it's more about just... not doing things that could tarnish the soul (such as the sins) and then possibly doing things like good deeds to polish it?
It happens naturally any time MC does something nice for someone, which is probably all the time considering how nice the generic OM MC is.
But if you had to have like... have actual tasks? Maybe it's just stuff like organizing Lucifer's paperwork for him or making sure that Beel always has a snack handy so he doesn't rampage. Helping Mammon with his debt, talking Levi out of his self hatred, etc etc. Like I think the tasks would be related to each of the brothers in some way.
Or you could go more like... magic-centered and say that MC has to do something like various spells to polish their soul in a more literal sense.
I kinda like the idea of tricking the system lol. Like hang on, we can just use magic and now it's like MC has the shiniest soul ever! Why do I feel like Solomon would help with this if you wanted to do it that way?
And thank you, I am definitely looking forward to my days off! I'm hoping to get plenty of writing done too~
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komastim · 1 month
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| HAJIME HINATA STIMBOARD ♡ ⤷ 1 2 3 / 4 5 6 / 7 8 9 . psd for some!
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ghost-van · 2 months
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i miss my boyfriends so MUCHHHH AUGHHH!! they’d always try to hype me up when i was feeling bad about myself,, they never made me feel useless for having bad days even when i couldn’t will myself to get out of bed. not to mention they also double(d) as my best friends!! i just! i miss them!!!! :[
too bad we’re too nervous to reach out let alone seek out canonmates or even just sourcemates 😔
-📼📻💿
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r3dships · 4 months
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Me when a fictional man is pathetic and looks like a wet sock
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evil-wizard-good-crows · 11 months
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Holy shit I just rediscovered an album from my childhood that I completely forgot about!
It still slaps so hard
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dandyshucks · 4 months
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HELLO here's Star meeting the janitor for the first time (๑'ᵕ'๑)⸝*
(1188 words)
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Oh, no, no, no. No, they can’t do this. No, this isn’t how it’s supposed to go. This isn’t right, this isn’t what they’d told Star. They can’t do this, they can’t do this at all.
Slippered feet slip quietly out the backstage door, breaking into a light sprint as they reach an empty hallway. Okay, okay, they’re getting out of here. If they just find a place to hide, maybe…. They run through hallways upon hallways, searching desperately for somewhere out of the way where nobody will find them. 
There! A closet! There’s a closet over here, just check that the door isn’t going to lock, and… perfect! Star closes the door behind them and sits on the floor, hunched into the corner. They try to control their breathing to keep silent, but little gasps continue to leave them as their chest burns with the effort of staying quiet. As long as nobody checks the closet, they should be okay.
John Cameron hadn’t mentioned anything about them speaking! He’d said they would just go on stage and play a song on the accordion for the live audience, and that had been terrifying enough, but speaking? No, that wasn’t going to ever happen, or at least not yet. They’d only arrived two days ago! How did he expect them to already be comfortable enough to be on the show at all, let alone speak to all who might be listening in on one of the most popular radio shows in all of Paris?
Their body begins trembling again just from thinking about it. They hope nobody gets too upset with them for disappearing like that. Oh god, they’re definitely going to get kicked out of the show. What’ll they do then? Go back home? They can’t do that! 
Praying fervently that no one comes looking for them, they pull their knees close to their chest and huddle further into the corner. The sound of quiet footsteps walking down the hallway makes them squeeze their eyes shut, fingernails digging into skin. Please no, please no, please no….
The door swings open. A small gasp as the person sees Star on the floor, and then - “A-aren’t you supposed to be on stage?”
Star stays very still. Maybe the person will think they’re a doll or something if they stay still enough. They know this is a ridiculous idea as soon as it occurs to them, but they’ve found stranger things already in the two days they’ve been here. Tap-dancing mice, story-telling crickets, operatic fleas! A life-sized Pierrot mannequin shoved into a random closet would fit right into the mix.
“Hey,” the voice says softly, and Star tracks the sound of them crouching down. “I, um, are you -” They hesitate, before saying quickly, “You know how people say trees are afraid to walk? Well, that just isn’t true.”
Wide-eyed, Star abruptly raises their head to look at this person. He’s got dark shaggy hair, a bright blue stocking cap on, a vivid yellow collared shirt, and a nervous expression. He continues before they can say anything, “They aren’t afraid at all! It just takes so much focus to move all their limbs, I mean have you seen how many limbs trees have? And they have to put so much effort into just breathing every day, every hour, every minute you know so they don’t die, so they just don’t have any leftover focus and energy to put into moving. After all, where would a tree go? Most of them are happy just where they stopped walking as saplings, so they have no reason to walk anyways. Some people say that if a tree was put on the moon, they’d walk around all day just for the joy of it, because, you know, the moon has no gravity, so the tree wouldn’t have to put so much focus into moving all its limbs. But the moon also doesn’t have carbon dioxide for the tree to breathe, so it just wouldn’t work.” He sits down as he talks, folding his legs over each other until he’s criss-cross-applesauce, and as he finishes this speech, he leans forward with a secretive look about him. “But sometimes, if you wait until just the right time at night, when the owls and bats are flying around, gravity lifts just a little for just a moment, only long enough for the trees to move less than a centimetre.” 
When he finishes speaking, he blinks before nodding and looking around, and then stands up and walks out of the closet, closing the door quietly behind him. As if coming out of a trance, Star blinks, too, just as the door clicks shut. They shake themself out, feeling like they just woke up from some strange dream. What just happened?
An angry shout echoes down the hallway. “Julian! Julian, you were supposed to clean the balusters this morning so they’d be ready for the carpenter magician! He’s out there and unable to work because they are not polished! Julian!” 
The man’s voice comes from a few feet away from the closet. “Oh no, I’m so sorry, Mr. Cameron! I meant to do that but then one of the stagehands asked me to feed the Orkestral and the Orkestral refused to eat any of the new food you bought this week, so I had to go find some pastries that I know it likes, and by the time I had that all handled, it completely slipped my mind! I can go out there and polish them right away!” He opens the door to the closet again, grabbing a rag and spray bottle from a shelf inside, before whirling back out, shutting the door. “Just put on another act!” he says, voice fading down the hallway. “I’ll have it done in ten minutes max!”
With a heavy sigh, the first voice disappears with tired footsteps in the same direction that Julian had gone. 
Star exhales slowly, unfolding from out of the corner and stretching their limbs carefully. They move to a kneeling position, looking around the closet. A small cot is tucked into the other corner, some little note papers covered with pencil doodles taped above it on the wall. A hotplate sits on the floor, neatly tucked under the bed, unplugged. Star moves to stand up, placing a hand flat on the floor to support them to their feet, but they feel a paper under it. Turning their hand over, they look at the paper stuck to their palm. A doodle of a figure with the eiffel tower for a hat waves up at them, smiling and saying through a speech bubble, “Welcome to the crew!”
They smile, chewing on the inside of their lip. That must have been the elusive janitor, Julian, they’d been told about. And this - they stand and look over the shelf, full of cleaning supplies - must be his janitor’s closet. Star takes one last quick look around before exiting and hurrying to go hide in their own room in the tower, trying to figure out a plan of how to make things up to Mr. Cameron.
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sparklestheunicorn · 11 months
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our song (taylor's version) is going to go so hard. I fear I might not survive
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oscconfessions · 1 month
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the ship name for mephone4 and dr fizz (mefizz) is cute n all and fizzphone is ok but i want another alrernative.... hmmmmm.
like. uh. digital drink???? soery i have no ideas i want them to have another ship name i just like them a lot
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xiphiaarts · 3 months
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When I am dead I won't join their ranks
'Cause they are both holy and free
And I'm in Ohio, satanic and chained up
And until the end, that's how it'll be
I said make me love myself so that I might love you
Don't make me a liar, 'cause I swear to god
When I said it I thought it was true
There's really just one thing that we have in common
Neither of us will be missed
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