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gerren623-blog · 1 year
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jtl-fics · 8 months
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:)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) (foxhole bake lovely pleaseee)
WIP Wednesday - Closed (9/6/23) | A Foxhole Bake AU
"I know it's early, just the first bake of the whole season but I have to offer this." Paul Hollywood offers his hand.
A hush falls across the tent.
A Paul Hollywood handshake.
"This is the earliest that Paul Hollywood has ever offered one of his infamous handshakes." Noel Fielding gave a voice over as the in the moment Noel Fielding was still very visibly having a moment with the Lemon Meringue cupcake still. "Which is a bit obvious since this is the very first challenge on the very first week." he adds.
Andrew stares down at the offered hand, grabs one of the cupcakes remaining on his platter.
He puts a second cupcake in Paul's hand, grabs the remaining tray and walks back setting one cupcake on Neil's station before taking his seat.
Paul Hollywood's hand remained unshook.
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archaiclumina · 3 months
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I was tagged by the amazing ✧˚ ༘ ⋆。♡˚ @chadhunkler in WIP Wednesday last week! (So I sneakily scheduled this post for today over my weekend c': ) Everything I have right now is a WIP too c': but it feels apt to share some of my work from the fauxlore mini bang once again! So, here is one of the other Klons I've been working on!
So deep the sweep of currents stops they drop ‘neath rocks, and claws hook to princely hem; cats undertook to brook, unshook, and follow still. Until light spilled from out a cave, and gave the waves a pearly glow; conch shells shining as tide’s plateau, now shown, below, the merfolk's home. The Coral City, a stanza from the Legend of Phra Rakana and the Mermaid, as traditionally sung by Nagxian bards.
For those who have no idea what I am talking about and who'd like to know a little more about my contribution to the project, you can check out my earlier post about it here!
As some folks know, I've been working on my contribution to the minibang for a pretty long time now! (Since September last year c':) So, I'm really looking forward to being able to share the complete folktale with everyone when the project goes up closer to March. Then I will finally share the whole thing, along with the wonderful art being contributed by my artist partner! Please look forward to it! (*>ω<;;)人
tagging some fabulous people in WIP Wednesday this week! No pressure if you're not working on anything atm! @viiioca, @sealrock, @cadrenebula, @thefreelanceangel and also my beloved @tacitruin cause I know she workin' on the good non XIV stuff too and I like to see it c':
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lozmxandcreates · 4 months
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Unboxing
Written: 2nd of June, 2023, Edited 31st of December, 2023
Have you unboxed yourself?
Have you had the chance to unbox you?
The you that was put into pink or blue
Made to sit or stand according to the rules of boxes shaped by human hands who
Hadn’t had the chance to unbox themselves.
Or to deconstruct in order to reconstruct.
Like the burnt ashes we use to paint our truth when all is quiet and we feel no-one watching.
There is a reason these truths haunt us in the looking glass.
Their ghostly imprints felt on the insta-gram-ification pages we’ve built to keep our boxes tightly sealed.
“Seal it. Keep it shut. Stop it from breaking through.”
“Oh and make sure you file down the razor blade pain that threatens to cut yourself open and bleed onto the pages, ‘kay?”
“No words, shush now, control yourself!”
“Don’t let your words escape.
These are not practical after all
In fact they are unlawful”
In the law of the people against the person.
The people that speak of freedom, of integrity
These principles must remain unshook by humanity.
Keep them in their boxes they pray,
For our beauty, the beauty of you and me
When all boxed up for no-one to see
Is like the string that suspends them a small height above the ground
Stuck in space and time
Doomed for the same same same fate no matter the decade.
So let them stay there,
Their sealed up boxes suspended on a string
And I’ll wait for you.
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I am disappointed to see you don’t have merch with John Winchesters most famous and inspiring quote, “Never leave a milkshake unshook.”
We are notorious for never remembering our jokes long enough to make merch out of them.
That said if you want to buy some stickers of Castiel sharing a smoke with a skeleton, we got you.
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molliehaswords · 1 year
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WIP Wednesday
What’s this?! I, MollieHasWords, HAVE WORDS?!?!
Yes, I actually have a WIP I want to share a snippet from. Because I finally managed to write Gracie and Shane meeting in my fic Storybrooke Farm.
This is subject to change/edit, but I was excited that I finally got words out, so I’m foisting them upon you, the viewer. Enjoy! Hopefully I will finish this chapter and post it before the end of the month but we shall see! This is Gracie’s first morning in Pelican Town. 💙
Turned out, not much had changed. Though there now was a small garden behind the clinic and the general store, the paint was peeling on the signage. The saloon had expanded to have some outdoor seating, but [something wrong with the roof?]. The biggest change was a large, fancy-looking new house sort of beyond the general store. And beyond that…
“Ew. Why can’t I escape them?” Gracie groaned as she spotted the pale blue, gleaming exterior of a JojaMart SuperCenter just over the river. In an effort to literally and figuratively put her Joja past behind her, she closed her eyes, turned around sharply, took two steps, and promptly collided with something solid and warm. She opened her eyes to see more Joja blue, but paired with Tunnelers green.
“Good morning!” Gracie said brightly, hoping to make a good impression on the first person she’d met other than Lewis and Robin, and trying to erase the fact that she just slammed into this man’s chest. “I’m so sorry about that. I should have been looking where I was going. I’m new in town. My name’s Gracie.”
“I don’t know you. Why are you talking to me?”
Gracie just blinked in shock, her hand left unshook. She knew some people were so anti-mornings that they were non-functional but usually they would just grunt in acknowledgement and at least pretend to be polite. This was… excessive, even for having just been in a collision. And hopefully not a bad omen.
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randomthefox · 1 month
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It really says alot about archie/idw that every fixed version by fans, even the ones by hardcore comic stans, involve changing the world/setting/characters to the point of being unrecognizable. You'd think that would make it click in their heads "maybe the unaltered version wasn't that good to begin with"
They have the thickest fucking nostalgia glasses on it's unreal. It's like stockholm syndrome or some shit. Like dudes, that shit was mid at its absolute best.
This is why I call them Snape's. Like, homie, not only was Lily Potter NEVER INTO YOUR ASS, but she was just some fucking 6 outta 10 ginger. Chalk it up to the game and move on with your fucking life. Fucking virgin for twenty years because bae who was never bae shacked up with the quarterback and he could never get unshook from it.
SatAM and Archie were never good and now they're dead and have been for way too fucking long. Cope harder. Fuck me.
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mananyabastia · 2 years
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The Pandemic Patrollers
With a toy baton in hand and ONE definite dream patrolling her eyes,The hand drawn badges on her shirt giving away where her heart lies.“What is it that you want to be when you grow up and beyond?”“A police officer”, with a resolute smile; she used to always respond. The ten-year-old dreamer had now turned twenty, but her aspirations remain unshook;which translated into her turning into a sponge…
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drkinjalpm-blog · 2 years
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Funeral -
The faint hearted are the first to go
Because they've never put their hearts to test
Lilies and roses scattered all over
Meant to put the lost soul to rest.
It's bewildering yet demeaning then
To be awake while living so reckless when
It just takes a moment to turn off all the fest
It was meant to be sowed all that was in
And stay alive to witness and to watch
The splendor the colour which was all within
Needed no valour while giving in to the lure
Still wishing to have a heart to fight and endure
Densely desiring before the doom
To have been born with a guidebook
To survive the darkness, to stand unshook
Only the brave hearted showing dare in despair
Who have borne the deepest wounds and thorns with bare
Will stay and be crowned at the fate's behest
For soft Lilies and roses are only to put the soul to rest.
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i was checking on some ffix monsters for some designs and i was today years old when i realized the fang is, in fact. a pupper
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like my dymbass self just thought they were like this???
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queencas · 5 years
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I KNEW CLARKE WASN’T DEAD THANKS Y’ALL
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profeeders · 6 years
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lizardkingeliot · 6 years
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it’s hitting me so hard right now that when tomas softly said to marcus, “then bring me back,” what he was really saying is “stay here with me, exorcize the demon that i’m about to freely give myself to, even though we both know inviting a demon inside means integration.”
and marcus just... accepts that this is something he’s going to do. before the gun becomes an option in his mind marcus knows that he is going to fight with everything that he has to bring tomas back, even when it appears that he is lost and integrated, his soul destroyed by the demon. he’s going to spend days, weeks, months in a room fighting for tomas, and he will not turn his back and walk away when it becomes too much for his heart to bear this time around.
and i know the whole damning his soul and turning his back on god to save tomas thing was huge, and the ultimate expression of love for him, but before that gun was even in his hand marcus let tomas know--with a single nod--that he was willing to give his life for him. that he was willing to fight with everything he had for as long as it would take to bring him back, integration be damned. 
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carlyraebrotzman · 7 years
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hey fellas is it gay to fufil the prophecy and find dirk gently???🤔🤔🤔🤔
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miniminuit · 4 years
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pls ignore me rambling about kpop
a;dkfh;ajdf so I always thought Army was being kind of hyperbolic when they talk about how profound BTS’s lyrics are and then my friend sat me down like “I can’t believe you’re an RM stan and you’ve never listened to Mono this album was MADE for you” and then she made me listen to Forever Rain and Moonchild and now I’m sitting here existentially dazed and trying to process how some Korean rapper who doesn’t know I exist can so effectively articulate my thoughts and feelings back to me like I am in SHOCK
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ask-jungshook · 7 years
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You and I are the only ones here -- me and you
CAPRICORN for BTS 4th Anniv. collab | twt
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