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halscafe · 2 days
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it's been a while since I drew anything Guy related. I miss him ( the version of him in the valenweek video that one time). Fooliverse Guy thinks of Honey whenever he writes romance. He genuinely enjoys writing warm and domestic relationships. I would argue that Fooliverse Guy is a more mentally stable and dependable person.
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halscafe · 3 days
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LOSER WIZARD GANG
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halscafe · 3 days
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part 1 written portion is COMPLETE 🥳
the part 2 practical is tommorow 💪💪
WE IN THE HOME STRETCHHHH
my brain is cells and only cells - which cells, u name them! follicular, mesothelial, ductal, lymphocytes, respiratory etc etc
nuclear abnormalities
high cellularity vs low cellularity
i’m actively going insane
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halscafe · 4 days
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[Fem! Angel]
only the real ones remember the old version of this meme—-
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Old ver.
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halscafe · 4 days
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my brain is cells and only cells - which cells, u name them! follicular, mesothelial, ductal, lymphocytes, respiratory etc etc
nuclear abnormalities
high cellularity vs low cellularity
i’m actively going insane
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halscafe · 5 days
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our boy frank I've decided has hyperglycemia and so the people of this unknown town decided to take him down with cupcake launchers filled with comically large cupcakes
i hope u like it geeb 😍
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Defend this city from Giant Evil Frank!
Edit this however you like, but the goal is to SAVE THE CITY!!!
(I'll rate your responses)
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halscafe · 5 days
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not 'yours' like you possess me but 'yours' like i am giving myself to you
not 'mine' like i possess you but 'mine' like in this moment i have you
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halscafe · 6 days
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Hello everyone! I have some bad news to bring and it is that my laptop is currently out of order :(
I am currently trying to see if it can be revived between today and tomorrow and if not then it will need to be replaced and if it does then I will be going on a hiatus until something new can work its place as I do a majority of my work on that laptop
What does this mean?
Commissions are open to help fix/replace my laptop!
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If you wanna support me and help me get back on track with my work then you can commission me by following this link, and if you need to see my prices then you can go here!
Any help that can be provided is appreciated whether that is monetary or by sharing this! Hope you all have a lovely day/night!
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halscafe · 7 days
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have u ever read a fic so amazing that it just becomes engrained into your subconscious
me with angel and the alpha on ao3 cause oml i am not joking when I say I will (without realizing it) start visualizing a scene in my head, think "ahh I need to watch this again" only to immediately remember i can't watch because I loved the scene so much on paper I visualized it, and engrained it into my brain
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halscafe · 7 days
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halscafe · 7 days
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im still so upset that david wasnt in the car with gabe when he crashed because that angst?? being scared and helpless and you're 10 years old again and you want dad. your dad passes out in the car but it's ok, right? maybe- no he's just passed out.
the ambulance comes and they take your dad first. there's only space for one and you can wait for a little while longer for the next bus. but it's fine, because the paramedics tell you he's only passed out. don't mind the respirators and ivs.
you get there, teddy bear in hand. it's stupid, you're a big kid now. but you need something to squeeze. something to keep you steady until you can hug your dad again.
you wait, hours go by and your friends. you're happy they're here, but you want your dad.
the doctors come with sad faces. he didn't pass out in the car. (you maul yourself to forget his peaceful face.)
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halscafe · 7 days
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Also while I’m still on hair headcanons I wanna talk about how I think David used to have longer hair but after gabes death he would keep his hair short because when it was long like gabes people would always tell them how alike they looked and now that gabes gone and David is getting older seeing his fathers face stare back at him in the mirror is almost to heartbreaking for him to bare
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halscafe · 8 days
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"you’ve learned a long time ago to stop thinking things would change. (it didn't stop you from hoping anyways.)"
So, it's that time of year again, and I don't have the Raptors to distract me. It's the NHL playoffs and I am a Leafs fan. If you know, you know. I wrote this a year ago for myself and @thatlesbeanjew because being a hockey fan is not the faint of heart, and I completely forgot to post it to Tumblr ;-;. The title is from Jason's Spezza's retirement article and I think it applies well here.
For my sports (specifically hockey) fans who're in an toxic relationship with your favourite team, here's some southern comfort for you.
CW: author is being sentimental about grown men playing a game, i wrote this with the last years Bruins' collapse in mind (sorry tay), but no team is mentioned!!, city wolf darlin makes a comeback, Fluff, Comfort, so much comfort, someone send me to therapy
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There’s never an easy way to say goodbye.
No one wants to say goodbye, and even if it has to be said, let it be said with finality, with a sense of accomplishment. That even if this is the end, the journey was enjoyable. That the blood, sweat, tears (and really dumb questions) were worth it. That the years, your childhood, spent hoping were worth it.
No one wants to end on a whimper, especially if it’s broadcasted on national TV.
They still can’t believe that final goal went in.
Darlin’ stared at the TV, watching the series-winning goal over and over again. Their eyes tried to rewrite history, using what magic they have to will the puck to not cross the red line. Go wide right, hit the post, or even knock a player's teeth out for all they care! All their efforts were for naught. The goal still goes in, the building goes silent save for the cheers from the opposing team, and the season was over.
It was hard to believe that just a moment ago, their body was buzzing with anxiety, every sensation was cranked up to an eleven. Only for all that excitement collapsing inside their body, creating a black hole within their heart, numbing them to the result of the game in front of them.
All of that emotional investment just to get the same result. They felt silly for letting themselves dream, believe, with nothing to prove their faith. Everyone around them had been right, but they insisted on their foolish delusion, stubborn to the very end for this hockey team that has brought them nothing but pain.
Darlin’ had always preferred the painful route, embodying the sentiment that ‘love is pain’. It just so happened that it applied to more than the people in their life.
Their legs lost all their strength, causing them to fall backwards onto the couch. Their eyes stayed glued to the screen, ears ringing louder than any goal horn they’d heard in their life. Part of them wished they had never decided to care for this stupid team that only does stupid things and makes them cheer like a stupid idiot.
Ok, maybe this seems like an exaggerated reaction to a hockey team losing a game, but truly, this is how Darlin’ felt at this moment.
And Sam knew it.
They barely registered the soft blanket wrapping around their shoulders, but the warmth helped ground them a little bit. Sam always knew how to bring them out of their daze, with gentle pressure and plenty of space. Always giving them the choice of when to ask for help, a choice they’ve found themselves making more often.
They heard the faint clink of a plate on the coffee table in front of them. But what had knocked them out of their trance was Sam finally turning off the damn TV. It didn’t stop the goal horn from ringing in their ears, but at least they didn’t have to see that fucking rat’s shit-eating grin again. Who the fuck does he think he is? Fuck that guy, fuck that team, fuck everything-
They blinked repeatedly, feeling Sam’s hand playing with their hair. “I can feel your rage from here,” he chuckled. “Can’t imagine what you’re plannin’ to do to the other team in that pretty brain of yours.” Slowly, he shifted his arm to wrap around their shoulder to pull them closer to his chest. The tension that built up in their forehead had finally gone away when they heard his heartbeat. “Knowin’ you, you’re plannin’ something nefarious.”
“...I know where they’re stayin’,” they mumbled, nuzzling their face deeper into Sam’s chest. “That’s all I’ll say about that.”
He kissed their hair line and pulled them closer. “For the record, I will not be an accessory to your murderous rampage.” The small smile on their face prompted him to continue. “But I promise I won’t tell no one about your little scheme.” Leave it to Sam to make them smile when all they want to do is curl under a blanket and bleach the game from their mind.
They huffed in his chest. “I appreciate you not snitchin’ on me, but come on? You ain’t gonna help your mate with the body? Fake ass bitch.” Darlin’ let out a quiet giggle. Seeing the southern man deadpan at them is a surefire way to make them smile.
He pinched their nose and scoffed, “forgive me if I don’t want to see my mate in jail because a hockey team decided to beat your team.”
They pout at his statement, not appreciating the blunt tone he used. Come to think of it, when he puts it like that, their reaction to the ending of this game seems ridiculous. Wanting to kill grown men for doing their job? Because they just happen to beat their team? They’re a grown adult damn it! They’re better than being emotional over a team!
Sam flicked their forehead, knocking them out of their spiral. He pulled his wolf closer to him, letting their head rest on his shoulder. “No self-deprecatin’ spiral for you, Darlin’. You’re allowed to feel shitty over a game.” He continued to pet their hair, content with sitting in silence until they were ready to speak.
Darlin’ kissed his cheek and sighed. “I know, I know, I’m valid with my feelins’, it’s just…” They trailed off, biting their bottom lip while trying to articulate their thoughts into words. If only incoherent screaming was enough for Sam to understand their emotions. “When I say this team has sucked for my entire life… there hasn’t been a year where shit has gone right for us.”
Their vision blurred as they continued. “And I’m so fuckin’ tired of- of having hope that things will end different and then they never do!” The more words that poured out of them, the more anger bled into their voice. “It’s like, come on! They’ve had decades and so many different fuckin’ players and management to get their shit together and they never do! How much longer do they think people are gonna blindly follow them until…” A sob crept up their throat. “...Until we all decide to just… not care.”
They sighed in frustration. “I know it’s so stupid to fuckin’ care about a stupid team this much… I don’t know… They were the only good thing from my childhood.” Darlin’ chuckled at their last statement. “God, how has mt life been if this fuckin’ team was the best part?”
He rubbed their arm to comfort them. “Well on the bright side, it led you to my arms, so could it have been that bad?” Darlin’ pinched his chest, but that only caused their vampire to laugh harder. “Am I wrong, Darlin’? You seem to be enjoyin’ my arms a little too much,” he teased, acting as if it was a complaint against them. They both knew that Sam would rather die again than see his wolf in another person’s arms.
He held their face in his hands. Sam knew every little habit and quirk that Darlin’ had, and he knew that they wouldn’t look him in the eyes whenever they got emotional like this. “Darlin’, I need you to look at me please.”
They did as he asked them to, lifting their gaze and getting lost in his silver eyes. He kissed their forehead, whispering a soft ‘thank you’ against their skin. They don’t know if he’ll ever understand how fucking terrifying it was to have someone know them so well. But they wouldn’t trade that blissful feeling for anything else.
“It’s not stupid to care about this team, Darlin’. They were a huge part of your best memories as a kid. And maybe you will get tired of them one day and it will suck. But there’s no shame in lovin’ unconditionally.”
Darlin’s vision blurred again and cleared their throat to stop themselves from sobbing. “Even if they hurt me over and over again?”
Sam smirked, “well if they hurt you again, I’ll have to pay a visit down to their office and make sure they win.” Darlin’ scoffed at his cockiness but didn’t stop him from continuing. “‘Sides, like you always say.”
“Oh God, don’t say it-”
“There’s always next year.”
“I’m gonna fuckin’ kill you.”
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halscafe · 8 days
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Redesign of Lovely since my first one I just don’t vibe with anymore.
This was suppose to be a warm up but I decided to color it in.
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halscafe · 10 days
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EY ITS FINALS SEASON!
GOOD LUCK ON YOUR EXAMS!
GOOD LUCK ON YOUR ESSAYS!
GOOD LUCK ON YOUR PRESENTATIONS!
GOOD LUCK ON YOUR FINAL PROJECTS!
GOOD LUCK!!! YOU’VE MADE IT THIS FAR!!
and a gentle reminder to take breaks, and get a snack and some water. Don’t forget to take a moment to breathe.
and if you can, try to do something nice for yourself after its all over. No matter how it turns out, you struggled and you survived so you deserve something nice :)
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halscafe · 15 days
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YESS WE GOT A BUN IN THE OVENNN
fav part is 100% baroness ripping a fat one LOL 🤣 that caught me so off guard 🤣🤣
in seriousness though, I think my fav part was when the baroness was attacked cause not only did she fight back, but castin beating the attacker up was WHEWWWW A FUN SIGHT (or a fun listen if u wanna get technical)
a close second was when castin and the baroness started having their heart-to-heart towards the end. getting perspective on just how guarded she is due to her upbringing and just how much said upbringing affected her was really interesting. coupled with the flashback in the beginning, I think that she is worried about having a child as maybe she is afraid she won't know how to raise them right. she had such a different and traumatic childhood it seems, so I cant imagine living through it all and then having conflicts about what parts she should (or even can) incorporate into her own childs upbringing.
we shall wait and seeeeee~
Girl I just finished Castins new video and lemme just,,,AHHHHHHHH
We got fed so much juicy info on the Baronness' past it was so GOODD!
AND A THREE PARTER?? IM SO EXCITED FOR THE REST OF THE CHAPTER
Hala!! Welcome to the hype train! So many things are happening sksbdksld most importantly... WE'RE PREGGO!
Good job Baroness and Castin 🤣
What was your fav part?
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