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aerendil · 3 months
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It speaks for itself!
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pegakitty · 5 days
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I just RIPPED. FUCKING. ASS. on the couch and everybody whipped their heads to look at me as if I shat myself. I didn't. it was just LOUD. X'D
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kogglyuffs · 1 month
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bitches be so bored they start doodling gayasses (im bitches)
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originemesis · 13 days
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//when I wanna write the regular chaos chicken, I listen to cagey garage punk or acdc. when I wanna write fallen chicken - it's machine gun kelly time. when I wanna write eden twink - on goes one direction.
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tdsnuts · 6 months
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Im taking some cracks at designing this year, I was told to go bigger for our floor treatment and after 11 hours of painting it’s almost done
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Good lord, this event was truly a treasure trove of photos of this man's hands and forearms. 🥴
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dukeoftheblackstar · 8 months
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Here's a favorite of mine since I really love pale hues @eloquentmoon
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"Alabaster white" being so basic for a hot minute because the only shade that matters is:
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Yes, I am 'Unresolved Problem' - pale from all my unresolved problems 🤣🤣🤣
Then there's a lighter shade compared to baby blue and it's literally called:
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Saucy Sauce Sauce.
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eoieopda · 8 months
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does it make anyone else itchy that you can’t justify the margins on fics you post to tumblr? these jagged edges…… oh, i hate them. i physically feel them, and i hate them.
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lord-woolsley · 7 months
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I might have just ignored that I’m so incredibly broke and bought a Minthara themed perfume, because it sounds amazing and exactly like the scent for me. Dopamine rush go brrr. (I also paid an ungodly amount of shipping costs, but living in Germany be like that sometimes.)
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lez-exclude-men · 11 months
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Being hedonistic tonight babesssss
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lqmie · 1 year
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@dash-dash-archi yo do you want me to keep pinging you? Eh anyway uh *throws an angry half-elf at your head*
A Fractured Rift
III--Broken Relations
The hand still gripped his shoulder, strangely tight, nails digging into his skin.
"Mumbo? Is.. is it really you?" The voice was soft. Laced with grief and a bizarre pain, the source of which Mumbo couldn't comprehend.
"Y.. yes? I'm.. I'm me. I think.. I.." He trailed off, confusion welling inside of him. Why did nobody believe he was real? Was he real?
Was anything real, or was this all some twisted nightmare?
A sudden sense of wrongness shot through the man, his vision seeming to twist and blur, the world, for a few frail seconds, fracturing around him.
Then he returned. Normal. Whole. Unbroken.
He blinked a few times, silently struggling to process what had just happened.
It seemed, suddenly, that Scar was now next to him, staring–glaring?–at Grian, whom, he only now realised, was still clutching his wrist.
"What did you do to him? Did you pull him thro-"
"I didn't do anything that violates the agreement, Scar. And I didn't do anything to him."
Both men's voices seemed.. strangely harsh. Hadn't it just been yesterday that they were friends? Mumbo couldn't recall. Everything still felt so broken, so wrong.
"Besides. Your king will not have a hold on this realm for long." This was quieter, an ominous sense of warding laced in each sound. Gri's eyes seemed to flicker, then, a few scanning across the sky as if staring into some other realm.
"What?"
"Nothing," he said, slinking a bit further back. There was a distinct tension in him, most of his eyes focused on anything but Scar as he moved, pulling Mumbo with him.
"Don't run from me. You must have done something with that- that rift of yours! How else could you have brought him back‽" Scar's ears, strangely long and pointed, drew back as he yelled, a slight blue glow edging into his gaze.
"Do not speak of it like that. You have no clue what you're trying to meddle in. And you have no clue what I'm capable of."
Scar's eyes narrowed, the glow seeming to brighten, sharpen. The edges of his long, dark locks began to shift in shade, lightening with his anger.
"Why shouldn't I? What don't I know? That you dragged this.. this imposter from some other realm like it wouldn't violate all the agreements you made? Like it wouldn't shatter this world?
"Do you think I don't know who you are? What you are? Do you think I don't know what you did to them? What you did to me?"
Grian tensed, eyes widening. For a strange, flickering moment, a string seemed to hang in the air, twisting as it reached out between them.
Scar's gaze turned, staring down at it with a near terrified expression. Then, it flickered out of this world.
"I didn't mean to. I didn't want it to happen. Did you think I wanted Life to happen? Do you think I wanted to w.. watch everyone suffer?"
"I wouldn't put it past you."
The growl in Scar's voice sounded wrong. Foreign. Terrifying. Some ancient instinct dredged up by an argument over something Mumbo still couldn't understand.
Gri took in a shaky breath, stepping further back. Several of his gazes watched, careful, as the pale blues twisted more of Scar's hair, creeping up in a fashion not unlike that of the skulk consuming him.
"What I am doing, and what I've done, is my concern, and mine alone. You have no right to poke about, no right to blame me for a world I didn't create."
"That doesn't change anything, Grian. That doesn't change anything that's happened because of you and your.. your experiments. That doesn't change the fact that you hurt them, that you hurt us all. That doesn't-"
"Stop." A sudden snapping, drawing both men's attention. "Stop it. Stop.. stop fighting. Stop fucking yelling. I thought we were friends! I thought you liked each other! What happened? What did you do? You.. you just keep shouting and none of it makes any goddamn sense!"
Mumbo froze up, suddenly, only now realising that he'd yelled, that the pair of rather pissed off creatures were now staring directly at him.
"Mumbo, I-"
"No. Stop it. I.. I want an explanation. I want to know what the hell you mean by all this. I want to know where the hell I am and why the both of you are being so.. so awful."
Scar sighed, the glow of his eyes fading with the whitish blues in his hair. Grian's eyes slowly closed, leaving only the pair on his face remaining.
"Fine. Come on. Both of you. I suppose we should explain."
At that, Grian opened his wings and took off,flying up onto the stone bridge above. After a moment, Scar followed, a pair of translucent, tattered wings manifesting at his back as he rose up after him.
Mumbo stared a moment, questions still swirling through his mind. He blinked, startling himself from the daze, and opened his elytra, soaring upwards into the sky.
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noetic-noesis-noein · 2 years
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[should I,, make a wishlist,,]
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originemesis · 2 months
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//a surefire way to stop an Adam tantrum/get him to behave is to put on Bluey. It'll remind him of the halfway decent days him and Eve spent w/ their first two kids.
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d3adl3tt3rs · 6 months
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Y'all ever just make animatics in your head bc you don't have the talent or experience to actually create them?
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hawkmothmoon · 7 months
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Eeeee it’s almost Phantom Liberty time!
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