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hellfollowed · 7 months
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@marshthing wanted a lil sum sum
our muses' parents were friends, and they brought our muses together as kids and made them hang out all the time… so now they're kinda friends by convenience
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"Can you tell your momma to stop being mad and just unblock my momma on Facebook? She ain't mean that shit about the bread. Now, come on, how she blocking over bread?" It wasn't as though she sent Mick over to say anything, either. It was just the silence that killed him the most when he was so used to hearing them endlessly cackle. "Can you talk to her? Tell her to stop being petty?"
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wildskissed · 3 months
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@lolthlapse liked this for a starter!
Kallisto easily caught Eve's attention for many reasons. She was glad that both her and Elander were with them at camp, but she didn't have a lot of experience with Drows, mainly because she had spent the majority of her life in the High Forest. Even when they were out and about in the cities, Drow were few and far between, and she wanted to know all about them...without prying of course.
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The sanctity of secrets meant something to her, and yet she knew very little about the Underdark. She only knew what she had been able to be around before, and she knew that wasn't a great testament to how things were. At the same time, from what she had heard about them in passing, she did wonder how much they had to put up with, but all in good time...if the Underdark even meant a thing to them...
"Has anyone ever told you that you're incredibly intimidating?" she asked Kallisto as she watched her, spell book in hand that she had been looking at before she had been watching the other. "I mean that in the best way possible..."
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cwarscars · 1 year
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⚜ - only if you want to though, no pressure <3
Send me “⚜” for an aesthetic of your muse.
@scorching-passion
( i tried lol ))
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bonus // b&w under cut owo
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petitexmagician · 8 months
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❛ i’m just glad you’re okay. ❜ {from Taru c:}
Zola looked over at the other with a small smile at the comment, yet she kept her distance. There was something about her, something that was telling the magi to keep her distance from this person.
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"M...mhm, the flames that came out during the fight just now. That was a pyro vision right..?"
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mencnfire · 1 year
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it's a lonely kind of place - a man accompanied only by the soft whistle of wind, the crunch of sticks and grass beneath his feet. when he spots a log big enough, he perches himself upon it - places his crutch to sit beside him before he removes his shades, slipping them into his coat pocket. the sun isn't yet up - a budding gold on the horizon, the sky above him a painter's palette of warm hues.
beside him provides the comfort of a flower bed - petals, white. kazuhira's immediate thought that they're the kind of flowers that he likes. the man he once loved, the very same to have betrayed him. were he not agonised by the loss of one leg - he'd stomp on them. curse the beauty of something so easily linked back to that man - curse the whole world because every little thing seemed to come back to snake.
instead - his eyes are captured by a blur that comes close, a figure he can't quite understand but one he knows takes the shape of a human. he squints his gaze, leans a little forward - hesitation tensing muscle though somewhat eased by the figure before him being that of a woman.
"you-you're here to watch the sunset?"
@vulpesse liked for a starter ( from kaz ! )
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sadomasochxsm · 1 year
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@kuraivu liked for a starter.
"you came highly recommended-" his cigarette is so close to the butt, it does well to singe his fingers before he throws it to the floor. a dash of eyes across the room - his right-hand leaving for long enough to see the two of them alone. eyes like beads scan their surroundings; a small studio, cute place. "i'm in need of a touch up."
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his words, though suggestive would have them both surely knowing the meaning; the irezumi on his back, a far cry from what it once was. old scars ( & fresh ones ) disrupting the flow of the art. the old thing looking shabby ( hell, looks how he feels as of late ). ever since the boss had gone - it's as if all colour has drained.
"say-" a smirk edges the corners of lips "you do piercings?"
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mintytrifecta · 9 months
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[image description: the bugs bunny in a tuxedo "I wish all (blank) a very pleasant (blank)" meme edited to say "I wish all of my Jewish followers a very pleasant rosh hashanah". In front of Bugs there is a jar of honey, a stack of apples and pomegranates. In front of bug's mouth there is a shofar.]
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s--mine · 6 days
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@gcldfanged | liked for a starter.
why wait when he could bring the war to them? rock up on shinra's doorstep - bullets loaded and ready to fire. he'd stayed still in time for so long now, sat amidst the corpses of corel as if he were one of the dead - only attacking the shinra when they got too close, dragging them down to hell as if he had a skeletal hand reaching beyond the grave.
it wasn't enough. it wasn't fulfilling enough. his hunger had been plenty and yet his needs not met. he'd need to do more - he had done more. more when he'd decided himself to go to midgar. travel by foot, by boat, by train - by whatever means necessary to get to their home and slaughter them all.
for now, he finds himself in wall market. what must a man do to find his way up top? if scaling a mountain of bodies is it - dyne may just be in with a shot.
"i need t'get up top-" he's abrasive, expression exhausted and a sway noticeable in his step. the man he speaks to is one he only knows as someone able to get things. someone with connections. were dyne to know he were a shinra, perhaps things would be different "an' by that i mean...i mean the shinra building - i wan'in."
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tizzymcwizzy · 1 year
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this is a poster i made for my call to action assignment in humanities! it's a bunch of basic and easy stretches for people who sit and work at a desk all day (me)
the idea is that you'd put the poster up above ur desk and do the stretches every 30 minutes or so,, the whole routine won't take more than about 6 minutes to complete and when done regularly it can prevent wrist, shoulder, neck and back pain! :)
all these stretches can be done while sitting (although i HIGHLY recommend you stand up and move around while taking a break from working)
you can get a free digital copy of this poster here on my gumroad!
and you can order a print/poster here from my inprnt!
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bunneis · 1 year
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21/05/23 edit: heres the full gifset
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libbystcwart · 9 months
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who: LIBBY & DELILAH. @delilahmorris
where: Lavender Lane.
when: sometime during Creek Fest.
Now that Creek Fest was in full swing, Libby had decided to carve out some time to head over to Lavender Lane to pick out some pumpkins to display at her house. From what she could tell, there were countless of pumpkins in rows. Libby saw ones that could fit in the palm of her hand and ones that looked too large and heavy to lift alone. "Which one are you going to pick?" she asked, head turning over to the closest person to her. "There are so many to choose from."
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How Michael’s interview with Phone dude went in FNAF 3
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maskedinfinate · 1 month
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Woe, mermay moonlily be upon ye!!!
This was heavily inspired by @yamujiburo and their own mermay art!! (sorry for the @ :[ !!!) please check out their art if you havent!! They are SUPER COOL!!!!!!!!!! :D
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cwarscars · 1 year
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Send me “⚜” for an aesthetic of your muse.
(( *holds u like potato* i jus think she's NEAT ))
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the-phantom-peach · 4 months
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skyward sword… yeah <3
Crimson Loftwing
↻ ◁ || ▷ ↺
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mencnfire · 1 year
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@omniterror // for evalyne, from krauser - based off of this prompt.
he's not far from operation javier - a man whose seen things no man should, a man scarred. a man, lost. like leon, he'd been quickly silenced. forced from the army, taken his medals with him but what the fuck were they worth now? now that the truth had come out - now that he knew lady liberty didn't give a good shit about him ( and his men ). he's a bitter sort now, a man who keeps to himself - goes it alone. early mornings spent in the gym and afternoons, spent at home. a shoddy apartment, hardly any furniture ( hardly any needed ). an open window so's to see those that come and go, a man who rests along its sill like a lion in wait.
he'd marked it on his calendar - it had been day seventy-six of his 'new life' that he'd seen her move in. a brand new neighbour, another person he'd not wish to socialise with. but despite any inner turmoil ( the sleepless nights and the twist of pain ) - he'd said 'hello' everytime they'd bumped into one another. kept the chat to a minimum as he'd offered her something akin to a smile ( less a grin and more a mockery of one ).
today, he finds himself standing in the hallway of their apartment building, a hand soothing one arm, an old wound that stings. teeth gritted and lids pressed, he stands against the wall for a moment - attempts to regain his strength with a few steady breaths. perhaps he'd overdone it today ( perhaps he'd pretend he didn't ). and then it isn't long before he spots her in the close distance, turning a corner and heading his way and lord, as much as he'd like to - to hide this pain simply wont slide. he can't. instead, he acknowledges her with a nod ( as well as a grimace ).
just keep walking, don't mind me.
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