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chimeride · 6 months
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Nemean Lion, the 235th Known One.
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akutagawa-daily · 7 days
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Akutagawa daily 940/★
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steddieficfind · 4 days
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Believe it was last year i read this fic on AO3, but basically eddie doesnt like steve and the kids make a bet with him to be friends with steve. Pretty sure that mike got to dm if they won the bet.
But eddie startes to like steve and they start dating (steve doesnt know about the bet). Mike starts to feel guilty a out it and calls Will. Will lays into him on how shity that bet was and steve deserves to know the truth. Things come to a head when mike and the party go and try to convince Eddie that they need to come clean. But steve overhears this and runs away.
I think? That last thing i read was that steve had essentually left hawkins and no one realized thiking he just needed space
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d20pony · 3 months
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22 January 2024 — Read the page here: https://d20pony.equestriart.net/?page=2024-01-22
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git-it · 4 months
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Based on Orca Lugia by @occasionalpokeboys and Vaporeon/Wattrel by grayscail
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mikumoduleoftheday · 2 years
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Today’s Miku Module of the Day is:
Beat Eater by A.YAMI !
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pokemonpostsdaily · 2 months
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Reblog if your favorite pokemon is
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badpokemondraws · 10 months
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He looks like he's been up to some mischief.
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sweetknifebro · 11 months
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theicyfresh · 1 year
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I think... I want to be a comet kind of love. Or wanted. I can’t decide. I want to be a love that just burns brightly the moment it’s introduced to your atmosphere. To light up your sky and turn your eyes upward and be recorded as something so beautiful and so special to have even swung by even though your gravity made it as inevitable as entropy. I think, though, that I want this because I’m still scared of meaning more. I think that I’m afraid of love, deep down. I think it makes up such a ridiculous portion of my body and yet I’m scared because I’ve seen what it’s done to the rest, to itself.  Because if you’re a comet kind of love then people don’t depend on you. If you’re a comet kind of love then you are a bonus, a treat, extra. You aren’t the rock of someone’s world you aren’t the oxygen that feeds them you are Inspiration to be better you are Reason to look up. But the thing is is that comets spend a hell of a lot of time just hurtling through the space between stars. Comets leave atmospheres as quickly as they entered and My Gods do I Want This To Not Hurt So Bad but it’s Inevitable. People are going to leave even if they don’t want to. Every single love has a timer and for some it’s tied to their situations and others it’s tied to their emotions and for a Rare few it’s tied to their lifespan. But all of them have timers. ‘What is grief, but love persevering.’ Gods, the resonance in that. The fact that every single person who ever dreamt of lost lovers lips felt that in their soul. The grief I feel could bury me or burn me alive and I don’t know how to stop it. Because see I wanted the cold lack of oxygen to smother this comet flame but it just doesn’t stop the embers. It burns under my skin and finds me in my dreams and mugs me with soft embraces and lips to my forehead. I am desperately trying to keep myself sufficient without others and yet I continue to feel like chunks are missing from me. I am so scared and paranoid of giving bits of me away especially in any sort of meaningful way because I have seen what happens when those timers run out and I am so tired of being in the void. That’s another reason I thought myself a comet, because if I never land then I’ll never break apart to be a part of your world. When eventually I must form myself again instead of taking glancing portions of your sky and atmosphere I will need pieces that were so inexorably tied to you. It means less hurting if I can just be a pretty far away thing. But it means more hurting because I’m some pretty far away thing. You hurt either way, honestly. And I have mentally reduced myself to a comet but what if i was my own planet? What if I hung in the sky for astronomers to observe and astrologers to make weird societal observations on. I have made myself self sufficient, but like the rocking of the waves from the moon or the growing of crops from the sun I can have an impact simply being a celestial body in your universe. It’s so much Distance, again. This metaphor breaks down because celestial bodies shouldn’t collide. This metaphor breaks down because comets aren’t hot they’re literally frozen chunks of Stuff hurtling through the air. This metaphor breaks down because people aren’t just one thing. Once again language is just not enough to describe love, or people. I think I want to be a comet, I’m comfortable as a comet. But I’m not always going to want to be a comet, and maybe I don’t want to be a comet for certain people. Maybe being a comet was just what I needed to be while healing. And I know I’ve been healing for a long time and I’m going to be healing for a long time. But that doesn’t mean I’m only worth being a comet. I can be someone worth a whole planet, even. -I’m just a comet
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nikolamga · 2 years
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those70scomics · 1 year
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~Classic Comics Saturday~
Those ’70s Comics: 940
Inspired by episode 513 - “Your Time Is Gonna Come”
Comments: Unfortunately, Fez’s inappropriate and abundant use of the word whore on T7S infected the comics -- until I my understanding of sexist language and its normalization in media and society developed more acutely.
That aside, comic!Fez has his own doubts about Jackie’s fidelity to Hyde because of his own experiences romancing her. He, of course, had an unrealistic expectation and sense of entitlement toward Jackie during seasons 1-3, and his acts of affection for her were conditional based on what he hoped would be their eventual -- and rightful, to his mind -- reciprocation of that affection.
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gagonit8888 · 2 years
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hamishsblog · 2 years
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A journey along the Lea #940 Infinity #psychogeography #urbanlandscape #newtopographic #thenewtopographicmovement #riverlea #london #hackneywick #remnantmagazine #nowherediary #thezonezine #infinity #tableeight #cratebrewery https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj_DYpsoEJr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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🇺🇲 Mossberg 940 Pro Semi-Auto 12 Gauge 🇺🇲
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yesterdayswordle · 3 months
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