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snaredogs · 11 months
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✸༄ ⋆。˚ ◌ ⋆
happy 10 years welcome to nightvale !!!!!
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snaredogs · 1 year
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Happy I used to dream of cataclysmic events like these. The loss of both legs. A sudden blindness. Some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me Sunday
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snaredogs · 1 year
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whats eskew weed like
Hard to say, really.
Everyone definitely seems to be enjoying themselves and there's a lot of infectious laughter in the air, but the rotation always just seems to accidentally skip right past David, and he's always too awkward to bring it up, and over time he starts to get paranoid that the grasping fingers and chuckling mouths all around him are deliberately excluding him from having any, and that's what they're all laughing about - are they laughing at him? Is he getting high off the fumes? Maybe he needs to get away from this party and go and lie down with the duvet over his head.
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snaredogs · 1 year
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im so invested in #votedavid now like he did not suffer all that just to have someone else to get the title of the soggiest most drenched man. he literally was milked.
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snaredogs · 1 year
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snaredogs · 1 year
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they hated him for his tboy swag and also the killings
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snaredogs · 1 year
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mr ward encounters a secondhand vanity
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snaredogs · 1 year
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We need more creepy and wet lgbt representation
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snaredogs · 2 years
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[ID : quotes from the transcript of chapter 29 of the silt verses. They read :
Quote 1 :
GAGE : No. No more. (Pleading) Sister.
Quote 2 :
CARPENTER : (Raw and vulnerable) Brother. Please don’t.
/End ID]
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the silt verses chapter 29
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snaredogs · 2 years
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Love Faulkner’s growth this season— the way he’s learned to see the world more clearly and, similarly, seems to see himself as more human— not a prophet but a participant in his community. I also love that this growth did not prevent him from going, “Well, in case we die today, I took the liberty of fictionalizing our final showdown in advance so someone can include it in the scripture.” So incredibly on brand, what an absolute icon <3
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snaredogs · 2 years
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Every day I wake up and it's another wonderful day to stan a middle aged gnc girlie on the lam and in the middle of a messy breakup with the eldritch river deity she's been unwillingly consecrated to
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snaredogs · 2 years
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I have not yet seen anyone lose their mind on tumblr over carpenter saying "you will always be my people Faulkner" so guess I'll have to be the one to do so
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snaredogs · 2 years
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[ID: We keep ploughing on, through the dark and polluted waters - my prophet and me. End ID]
Lines that make you audibly say what the fuck
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snaredogs · 2 years
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ITS CALLED "but we'll never be rid of each other" FUCK
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snaredogs · 2 years
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Still thinking about the reunion
[Image description: a rough two-panel comic drawn in pen on paper depicting Carpenter and Faulkner’s reunion, along with quotes from the official transcript. In the first panel, Faulkner is grinning and throwing his arms around Carpenter, who seems caught off guard as she smiles back. Both her arms are in the air as she says “Oh. We’re hugging now, are we?”
Written beneath the panel is “(trying to mock him, but pleased and touched)”
The second panel is a closeup that shows them both smiling with their eyes closed, taking in the hug for a moment.
Written beneath the panel is “she pats him on the back”. End description.]
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snaredogs · 2 years
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This is super late but I love a murderous rampage
[Image ID: Grainy black and white drawing of carpenter saying “three” into a phone receiver. Her hair is wild and her face is shadowed with her iris bright. She is wearing a tattered coat and standing at a dock. Behind her a mast rocks with a figure hanging from it as a storm rages on and lightning flashes.]
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snaredogs · 2 years
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The Lord sends his wettest battles to his soggiest little guys :’) - Catabasian Faulkner.
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