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modmad · 11 days
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LOOK WHAT I GOT
(thanks again to my buddy kit who commissioned the Poppy plushie for me as a present! she's perfectly to scale with little Wally!)
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jodeeeart · 1 year
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Personal work 2023
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that-g3-artist · 17 days
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Fierce deity
(Buy me a coffee? Sketch requests are open!)
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fandoomrants · 3 months
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The only difference between me and 12yo Percy Jackson driving out of a parking lot is that I somehow got my driver's license.
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chaptertwo-thepacnw · 4 months
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1984
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brekitten · 2 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Danny Phantom, Batman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tim Drake/Danny Fenton Characters: Danny Fenton, Tim Drake Additional Tags: Fentonic 2024 (Danny Phantom), Eventual Dead Tired, Danny Fenton Is Called Danny Nightingale, Solitude, Mask, Tim Drake-centric, Tim Drake Needs a Hug, Alternate Universe - Soulmates Series: Part 26 of Cat Soulmates Fentonic 2024 Spoilers, Part 2 of Tell You You're The Greatest (But Once You Turn They Hate Us) Summary:
Tim Drake knows the Bats don't care about him. No one does. No one, except maybe Danny Nightingale, who is the only person that has stuck around him willingly.
He doesn't want to mess it up. Hopefully, he hasn't messed it up.
Solitude | Mask
Day 26 was written entirely by @catnek-writing-things , so go give her some compliments!
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onceuponaoneshotfanfic · 10 months
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Leslie Knope 10000000000% had a crush on "Mayor Benji Wyatt" when she was younger. Like she had that article about him taped to her wall or something. Cute and into politics? Her dream boy.
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sickimoth · 2 years
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sunny with a hoodie! [and star glitter]
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cherrypie00 · 1 year
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Ao3 link
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greatunironic · 1 year
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work in progress wednesday
Mike rolled his eyes and said, “Yeah, if we ever start this shit. Let’s get this show on the road.”
“You’re lucky Eddie’s not in charge tonight,” Chrissy told him. “Or you’d be rolling with a disadvantage immediately.”
“Still might.”
“What? Will! No!”
“The Aotrom Continent is mysterious, Yseult Cresthouse,” Will said to Mike airily, “and there are many pitfalls in the vast, unforgiving lands of the Emperor. For that is where you find yourselves this dark, rainy afternoon, fellow travelers. You’re on the edge of the Continent, in fact, in a little settlement on the path to Watchling Keep, the seat of the Earl of Lístost. Lístost is the last hold of the Emperor, before it tips into the Howling Sea and, beyond, a string of archipelagos that form the first reaches of the Southern Warlord’s lands. But, now, our story is here, in the backroom of a small inn, where an even smaller goblin sits alone, damp and drinking from an almost comically large stein of beer. Yseult, if you would describe yourself.”
“Yseult is a small, green skinned female goblin, a bounty hunter and rogue,” began Mike. “She’s got big purple eyes, long dark hair tied up in a knot with like a sick undercut and a ton of earrings on her left ear, mixed metals, copper, iron, gold, you name it, she’s probably got one. She’s got a dark cloak wrapped around her, damp like you said, and you can tell she’s not very strong but she’s tough and crafty. And you can’t see any weapons on her but she’s got them.”
“She’s not been in this backroom by herself for long,” Will narrated to the table, “maybe twenty minutes, thirty, tops. Meanwhile, the main room of the inn, beyond this room, is bustling with life. The innkeeper’s daughter is moving too and fro, bringing food and drink to weary travelers. There are four people of note in this particular room: a man and a woman are in the corner closest to the door, furthest from the roaring fire, heads bent in conversation — Heard Brontide, and Sanngriðr of the Western Sea.” He gestured to Steve and Chrissy but didn’t ask them to describe themselves yet. “In front of the fire sits a woman in a very fine cloak, Beru, the Left Hand of the Duke of An Diona, and performing for the room at large is the Bard Narrow.” A quick, light melody sounded from Eddie’s side of the table. He’d produced an honest to god lute from somewhere — because of course his throwaway introduction of himself earlier was actually story accurate and came with a fucking prop — and was playing it with a shiteatting grin
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lenle-g · 10 months
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Just a Bruise | Chapter 4
Surprise! The latest installment of @tsarinatorment and I’s fic is up!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/32484601 
Gordon and Alan, who John has somehow found himself lumped with under strict orders from Grandma that they make sure he gets to bed, must have heard their big brother’s stomach rumble because they latch onto the idea of a hotel buffet breakfast faster than Thunderbird One shooting from its hangar. John - doomed from the second they were grouped together - can’t turn down those twin, shiny puppy eyes to save his life, no matter how tired he is or how much he’d rather just go to bed. The weakness is a common big brother flaw and so sleep is forgone a little longer, sacrificed to croissants and pancakes and Alan grinning at him over a shiny spoon and a bowl of suspiciously sugary cereal that’s almost as big as the kid’s face.
It’s all well and good until John nearly passes out face-first in his orange juice, so at least they get the guilt trip of that in penance for their pleading.
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juuuuunaaaaaooooo · 7 months
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OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!! RIO IS AT ANNIE'S house!!!! LIKE, WE'RE GONNA HAVE A SCENE OF RIO WITH ONE OF THE GIRLS, ALONE!!!! Awesome!!!!
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I have 7 friends and honestly I think I deserve a 'well done' for coming so far. Never in my life did I think I would manage to find seven people as weird as I am and somehow get them to (mostly) enjoy my company. Someone clap me on the back, I'm the master of socialising.
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chaptertwo-thepacnw · 4 months
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it's a miracle |1984|
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sunbreathr · 23 days
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omw to boop you all
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get ready ........
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healthyskillz · 28 days
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I am going to sign up at a gym. ME. Who hates gyms.
Well just Pilates, 10 lessons.
I took a free trial lesson today, the group consisted of pensioners mostly. Nice and calm. I loved it.
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