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tim-lucy · 3 months
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canon chenford project ❀ ↳ [4/4] cold opens
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yikesb3rg · 8 months
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cephalofreak · 5 months
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the fact that i only came up with this 3 weeks after halloween is a true tradgedy
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cheusburger · 1 year
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wip of the soup egos!! they emit so much sibling energy i love them
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areyousanta · 9 months
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AND LIFE IS A NIGHTMARE
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Using this to dialog stupid drawings for later anyway
Pheonix Wright doesn't remember exactly when "Mr. Wright" turned into just "Wright." However, he can recall in intimate details exactly when became
"Pheonix."
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theadrawsart · 16 hours
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something something changelings and mirrors.
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coyote-nebula · 26 days
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RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.
@a-canceled-stamp thanks for the tag!
This is from Tim in a Bottle...
“They’re probably hoping we’re both dead right now,” Jason mused.
..."they" is no one you like, don't worry. 😂
I'm going to cheat and say consider yourself tagged! if you play after seeing this, you can @ me as tagger.
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7cfc00 · 11 months
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update on my glenn close animatic wip: it. uh. is definitely progressing. im at about a 43% on the Drawing part of it. 
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m0thiarq · 2 months
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makima wip ⋆.˚
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screamsinsilver · 15 days
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to all my og mando followers: hehe
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gum-iie · 2 years
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dottore’s lab (canon)
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autumndory · 2 months
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Preview of Ch. 8 of "thank you, tuesday..."
After not writing for almost 4 months, I want to have this chapter ready before February ends because it has the Valentine's Day scene here! But I know I'm a clown and will probably end up posting by next month. Anyway, enjoy this.
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affidecrystal · 1 year
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2200 words into a smutty Reylo one-shot. 2200 words might not seem like a lot…but this is literally the most I’ve written in *two years* I’m rusty as hell…but so excited that it’s flowing, again. I can’t wait to finish it and share it!!
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Combstober Day 8
Prompt: Campfire
Character: Mr. Brooks (I Still Know What You Did Last Summer)
Warnings: None
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You had never understood why people liked to travel alone. Really, the idea terrified you. Being in an unfamiliar place with nobody else to share the experience with? What was so great about that?
But that was before this trip. 
At the last minute, your friend got a violent case of food poisoning and had to cancel your trip to The Bahamas. While your friend had no choice but to not go, you couldn't afford to pay the fee it took to cancel your flight, and had been looking forward to the trip for so long that you couldn't bring yourself to cancel it. So, leaving your friend behind, you took the trip by yourself. And you had a fantastic time.
You still did everything that you and your friend had planned to do together, except without the stress and annoyance of having to drag someone else along with you. Sure, it was scary being alone at first, but after a night of hanging out at a poolside bar and then not having a wasted friend to drag back to your hotel room, your fears quieted down a bit. 
And now it was your second to last night at the resort, and you were dreading the journey home. Not only because of all of the packing and preparation and the god awful boat and plane rides back to back, but just because you didn't want to leave. Not when you still hadn't gotten to talk to the mystery man behind the check in desk. 
He was a few years older than you, cold and slightly rude, from what you could tell he was your average 'manager who hates his job but still runs the establishment like it's the Navy' types. And his name tag read Jay Brooks. And in your week and a half here, that was all the information you got out of him. 
The two of you had exchanged nothing but casualties and a room key when you checked in, aside from his brief questioning of why the booking was listed as for two and you were only one, and whenever you smiled at him on your way to the pool he would react with either a dismissive stare or even an eye roll. But that didn't sway your interest in him in the slightest. If anything it only encouraged you to keep being pleasant towards him. Maybe before you left he would crack a smile. Or maybe not. Either way, you weren't going to be giving up. 
Today the hotel had banners and fliers put up all over, advertising a bonfire out on the beach. There was going to be music, sparklers, and free drinks. It sounded like the perfect opportunity to waste an hour or two before heading back to your room, so you decided to go. 
When you got to the beach you were only half surprised to see that it was thirty minutes past when the bonfire was supposed to happen and nobody had shown up. If there was one thing you noticed about the guests at this resort, it was that they kept to themselves. The karaoke machine at the bar remained untouched, and the pool was almost as silent as a library aside from the occasional drunk or unruly child. Finding out nobody else had decided to attend this party wasn't too surprising when you thought about it. 
You were about to turn around and head back to your room when you realized there was someone sitting by the bonfire. And it only took a few more seconds for you to recognize the suffocatingly neat dress shirt and tie, and the annoyed scowl of Jay Brooks. This realization made your heart skip a beat, and you approached the bonfire a bit faster than before.
"Am I late to the party?" You asked, immediately cringing at how your voice sounded. Brooks looked up at the sound of a voice, looking you up and down before his gaze returned to the fire. 
"Can't be late when there isn't an event." He said bluntly. You slowly lowered yourself onto the log across from Brooks, the bonfire separating the two of you. 
There was an awkward yet slightly serene silence, the only sounds being the crackling of the fire and the crash of the waves. Brooks continued to stare into the fire while you stared at him, thinking you were going unnoticed until he interrupted your thoughts with a stern look in your direction.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer."
Though Brooks didn't look like he was joking when he said this, you couldn't help but crack a smile. You shifted your gaze to the sand, tucking your hands in your pockets. 
"Sorry." You muttered. Brooks sighed, unsurprisingly going back to looking at the flaming logs. 
"You're the one staying in the Junior Suite?" Brooks asked suddenly, making your head snap up. Before you could ask him how he remembered, he gave you a nervous, almost shy smile and explained without being questioned. "You're the first guest to smile at me in weeks. That made you memorable."
His words made your smile widen. Was Brooks, the mysteriously cold resort manager, actually being nice to you? He actually noticed your acknowledgement instead of brushing you off? The realization that you had read him all wrong made your heart beat just a bit faster. 
Relax, Y/N. You don't even know the guy. 
But you wanted to. That was enough to get you to push any anxiety or insecurity out of your mind and get you to move one log over, closer to Brooks. Once the two of you were sitting directly across from each other, you held out your hand. 
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notebookroom · 2 months
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Wanted to do something about game/film/style/food theory
I didn't finish it but I want to at least post something about it.
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They were all a big part of everyone's lives, including me and my family. I can't wait for the next theories for all of these channels.
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