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conceptofjoy · 3 months
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shooting upright from bed lil cal was dirk’s cloth mother?????? ?
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rextyleart · 2 years
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Just a little sketch for my Nightmare AU.
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you guys are going to unfollow, block, and report me when i post this dragon!ezra oviposition fic.
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papermonkeyism · 1 year
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Generally speaking, doing your laundry is good. Showering is also good.
However, sometimes it can be useful to stop for couple seconds and think whether it is the best idea to wash ALL the towels in the apartment at the same time right before going in for the shower.
So I may have made a slight mistake...
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mausarchive · 11 months
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some spastic ADD crackhead kid was following my brother around at chuckle cheese coughing and not covering his mouth and now my brother has a sore throat
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girlvinland · 4 months
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I always sit in a really weird way at my desk at work and now I’ve given myself a pinched nerve again oops
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theriu · 10 months
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I HAD A FANTASTIC DEATH ROAD TO CANADA TEAM
I WAS ON KEPA MODE WHICH I HAVE YET TO BEAT
WE HAD A MINIGUN AND A DOUBLE BARRELLED SHOTGUN
I HAD KEPA UP TO FOUR HIT POINTS DO YOU REALIZE HOW IMPOSSIBLE THAT IS
EVERYONE WAS FULL HEALTH
AND WE DIED IN THE 1.5 HOUR SEIGE RIGHT BEFORE CANADA
AGAHDHHDKHDKSHD 8|
*sulks sulkily in her room and sulks*
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dirtgemini · 1 year
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full offense if you cant find it in you to include russ in your g art dumps we can’t be friends anymore
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scarletooyoroi · 2 years
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What lies within his heart is a painful, welcomed nostalgia, warm for past days and holding an equally valuable ache in a wish to experience the rest of his growth here. Thoma’s emotion wouldn’t stem from growing regrets, instead, holding its weight in an innocent wish to selfishly keep many of his companions all in some form of contact. That hard working diligence tied with a resolve to shake the stars is often the idea of Jean that comes to his mind. Even now, the fact she’s reached the ranks of Acting Grand master is genuinely.. no surprise.
Many welcomed bruises from their self-inspired practice drills and spars, bouts of laughter, to the firm resolve that led to glittering eyes to could attest to the fact she works hard.
Maybe it’s why he held the idea of what to note amidst this constant swath of exhaustion that seems to cloak her figure. Could this be where the roots doused in humor brings up a surprising notion? Thoma’s eyes look mildly perplexed initially, searching only to soften as he gathers the nerve to softly snort what her implications was welcoming. ‘I can only imagine the things she heard. Holding a spot among the top, it’s where the most cutthroat happen to thrive..’
Thoma’s answer held a different perspective as he gives a gentle shake of his head. “Y’know I usually save my buts for excuses, right? That or moments where I’d carry my doubts openly on my shoulder.”
“And why would I doubt anything I just said in this moment?”
Call him sentimental, a heart that values connections and the genuine might they breathe into life and limb, but there holds the solution that the many daunting days faced within Inazuma provided as a more refined answer. Whereas her gesture showed respect, as Thoma leans in, just enough to truly make a call for her attention, fresh within those irises would be a reflection of the woman he believed in. Not even the gained measure of etiquette and position could truly drive a knife deep enough to change these roots, of the friendship that gave him courage.
“I considered that the hidden true strength that many often found impossible to find.“
@gunnhildred
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valorxdrive · 2 years
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THIS AIN’T THE SORA DIVING TO GRANDMA HOURS!!
Maybe he just wanted to be nice!! Show them a nice lil time cause they helped him!!
Nice lil old lady!!
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ask-third-circle · 1 year
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CREATOR CAN TAKE OTHER FORMS???? How much of tem they can? 0v0
ANON OMG
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*GRABS THE ASK AND STUFFS IT IN HER POCKET*
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elbiotipo · 1 month
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My solution for bloatware is this: by law you should hire in every programming team someone who is Like, A Guy who has a crappy laptop with 4GB and an integrated graphics card, no scratch that, 2 GB of RAM, and a rural internet connection. And every time someone in your team proposes to add shit like NPCs with visible pores or ray tracing or all the bloatware that Windows, Adobe, etc. are doing now, they have to come back and try your project in the Guy's laptop and answer to him. He is allowed to insult you and humilliate you if it doesn't work in his laptop, and you should by law apologize and optimize it for him. If you try to put any kind of DRM or permanent internet connection, he is legally allowed to shoot you.
With about 5 or 10 years of that, we will fix the world.
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thedisablednaturalist · 3 months
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Im fucking sobbing looking at the new black footed cat at Utah's Hogle zoo
Shes just a fucking baby
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Baby with a 60% successful kill rate
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porcelain-rob0t · 7 months
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on identity, healing the inner child, fursonas, and cringe culture
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scarlett-witch-simp · 3 months
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I fucking can't right now guys-
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pirateprincessjess · 16 days
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When I was a kid my family pretended to get raptured so I would think I was left behind on earth while they all went to heaven.
I was like 8 years old and my sister and mom had gotten really into the Left Behind novels (bible fan fic about the rapture). In the books when the rapture happened the clothes that people were wearing when they got raptured were left behind in neatly folded piles.
One day when I was getting home from school my family decided that they would leave piles of neatly folded clothes around the house, and then hide in the basement.
The intended effect was that I would get home and see the clothes then, think that my family had been raptured and that I wasn’t good enough to get into heaven… or something?
The problem was that I had never read these books, and didn’t really think about the rapture very often. There was no reason that I would see some laundry on the floor and think “The rapture happened and I’ve been abandoned by God! I’ll never see my family again!! Oh nooo!!!!”
I just sat down and watched cartoons and eventually my family got bored and revealed that they were all hiding in the basement.
It’s a good thing I didn’t understand the joke, otherwise that shit would have been traumatic.
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