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persoaprilo · 9 months
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Hey y'all Pokémon enjoyers!
Here's two codes for TCG Live since I can't download the app properly and play (thank you Nintendo for banning my country from playing)
Use it if you want, just let me know in comments if you used it
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persoaprilo · 11 months
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I can totally see Wednesday letting Warren kick Nathan's ass and giving Max an opportunity to humiliate Victora after the white paint incident >:D
Enid: You wanna talk about tough choices? I got a game just for you.
Wednesday: I don’t play games, Enid. I’m not interested.
Enid: Please, darling. Won’t you do this for me?
Enid sets up her laptop in front of Wednesday’s at her desk
Enid: Now this is a fun game where you control this character and you pick choices that effect the overall story.
Wednesday: Okay fine. I’ll spend an hour at most.
Enid: Okay! Have fun playing Life is Strange!
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persoaprilo · 11 months
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Haha I live here
Thank god for Russian dash cams to bring us wonders like this
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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Fantastic hands references by the website Hong14cafe.
Hong14cafe: Facebook | Forum
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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TAKE MY MONEY AND GIMME THAT
I made a custom Enid funko <3 I love her
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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Enid Sinclair
Fight me, I don't like Ajax, she's supposed to be Wednesday's sweet bloody heart
Also Max Black from 2 Broke Girls, fuck Johnny and other dudes (except for Oleg, he's an awesome one), she deserves Caroline
What fictional character are you completely convinced is a lesbian and nothing anyone can say will change your mind on that and why?
I want to know because I feel like lesbian head-canons are always pushed aside in fandom.
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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Guyyyyys, I need help (again)
Any1 has the link to AO3 fanfiction, where some idiots played prank on Wednesday by pouring the paint on her, and then the Nevermore crew (Enid, Bianca, Yoko, Xavier and Eugene) started to carry the Epipen with them and had revenge on prankers?
I have it somewhere, but I simply can"t find it among the 400+ favourite fanfictions
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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POR QUE
POR QUEEEEEEEEEEEEE
*regina_george_screaming.mp3*
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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Yoko, agressively poking into ceiling with a broom: Addams, go wALK HER ALREADY
Wednesday, being the literal Devil: Enid?
Enid: stops and stares
Wednesday, smirking: ...walk.
Enid: *Wild wolf ears appeared*
Enid: *zoomies intensify*
Yoko: distressed_screaming.mp3
yall ever think enid gets zoomies
like wednesday and enid are just chilling then all a sudden
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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Thanks! :D
SHE'S MINE, ALL MINE
And here you can see my humble collection of different stuff, starting from rare Coca-Cola bottles and ending with figure of Planet Express ship
Also I have a small collection of self-built models of Boeing 787 Dreamliner, Boeing 737 Max and never finished Boeing 747-800, but I won't show them to you unless you ask for it :p
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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Couple of doodles of the best character of Wednesday (also my bad writing :D)
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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I wish I never knew English.
Yes, such a weird thing for a translator to say, but it is what I sometimes think about.
It's not because I had weird or bad experience with talking to foreign people, no. It's because every time when I scroll Instagram Reels at night, I start to cry. Because there are Reels that just ask if you're okay or mention things that make my biggest wound open over and over again, bringing tears to my face. My mother language is not English, yet I speak it enough to know what exactly is written in these Reels.
I wish no one, not my Mom, not my Dad, not anyone from my family or coworkers or friends ever could find our that every time I lie in my bed, hugging a big pillow and my plush toy wolf, I cry, cry, cry, swiping my tears with Caesar (the plushie wolf), feeling so cold inside it burns. Having a lot of friends, having a big family, but unable to tell them what I feel, just because I'm scared no one would give a fuck, or because I don't want to bother them with my shit.
One of my coworkers striked straight into my heart when she said that I'm like a clam. A clam who is always closed in herself, never voicing out her worries, her anxieties, her fears or bad thoughts. And she's right. I rarely can share it with people because I'm used to keeping everything inside, building a happy, joyful and clown-ish facade. I don't want anyone to know that I suffer from tears, from being so lonely and broken. I want them to see me as a happy girl, joking around and caring about people without waiting the care in return. Because I'm not used to people giving an actual shit about my wellbeing.
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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SHE'S MINE, ALL MINE
And here you can see my humble collection of different stuff, starting from rare Coca-Cola bottles and ending with figure of Planet Express ship
Also I have a small collection of self-built models of Boeing 787 Dreamliner, Boeing 737 Max and never finished Boeing 747-800, but I won't show them to you unless you ask for it :p
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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Soon, very soon this beauty will be mine
She'll have Merida, Deadpool, Marty McFly, Cat Noir and tiny Growlithe as a company :D
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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WHY
THE TUMBLR
WON'T LET ME SHOW YOU MY VI
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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The thing I love about walking with my dad is that he motivates me to ride or walk around Moscow on my own and just investigate for something interesting. He always tells stories and facts about the places we pass, no matter how much time passed since he been there last time.
Funny. Even though I've known him for almost two years now, it feels like I knew him for my whole life, like he always been with me. I was angry at him at first, yes, but now I feel so grateful to him for just being here for me. Talking to me, listening to me, walking with me. I feel less... alone. And all thanks to him.
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persoaprilo · 1 year
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Wednesday looking into camera gives such an The Office vibe
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what happened after The Hug
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