#my o.c’s

[hplonesomeart]

I used Chereverie’s character creator to make some icons for my o.c’s :D

There’s a really nice variety of options for skin tone & hair. They look so cute <3

(Just a heads up, the website has some suggestive/slightly sexual video game adds. The website is safe to use though, just as long as you ignore the adds)

#my o.c’s #my characters #character creators #character design #RIP squad #elenora

[numy-numnum]

FUCK BANDICOOTS WHERE MY GASMOZIAN O.CS AT??????????????

#art #artwork #fanart #my art #crash bandicoot #doodle #doodlies #o.c #original character #fan character #fan comic #coco bandicoot #nitros oxide

[sulietsexual]

Spotify Wrapped Meme 2023 [Send Me A Number] No. 5 + The O.C. [Requested by @iammyownsaviour] More Fun To Miss ☆ Daisy Jones & The Six

#the oc #the o.c. #theocedit #ocedit #iammyownsaviour #ryan x marissa #marissa x ryan #ryissaedit #mcblings #spotify meme #my gifs

[anxiouspotatorants]

It keeps on hitting me just how much we could’ve had of Lane and Dave through the seasons that we never did.

Like creative differences in the band and balancing couple conflicts with band conflicts. Lane meeting Dave’s family and interacting with them. The two of them fighting for each other and for the band to make it, no matter what «making it» looked like. Even genuinely tackling long distance if they truly wanted Dave to go off to study for a while.

Flirtations, jokes, music nerdy rants, making time for each other, writing each other songs, cute dates and loving touches in the background. They were never supposed to be a front and centre couple, but what a supporting cast couple they not only were but could have been

#I know I know the actor had to go do the O.C. #and I don’t blame him for picking the leading role over the supporting cast member one #but just #I mean come on there was so much we didn’t get to see! #and this is my blog and I can imagine whatever the hell I want #no matter how much I understand and respect reality #lane kim #dave rygalski #lane x dave #bible kiss bible #gilmore girls #the potato rants #gilmore girls meta

[huitzilinthebudgie3]

Nuestra Flor

Summary : Marc had a shitty day…and suddenly there's a Baby waiting at his doorstep………

What's Marc gonna do ? What's a guy to do ?

Notes : I know it's kinda out of order but , my minds kinda like a squirrel and this is kinda theraputic for me. I hope you guys like it , because it's not really what is seen in Para ti Papa..this is just a bit into how i think Marc , Steven and possibly Jake would've handled raising a baby girl.

And i know it's not mentioned but , it is not as canon to the show as it should be…i caught it and Steven and Marc know about eachother….but Jake is still hidden.

So it'll be interesting …..

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Marc was having a shitty day , he was getting home from work. He had to make dinner before Layla got home …he had laundry…a room and bed to clean ….he sighed slumping down onto the couch down and someone was ringing the doorbell. He frowned and sighed walking over to said door as he opened it glancing around to find it empty. Before he was met with small coos…he blinked at the small bundle wrapped in a bright red soft blanket that was wrapped with a teal and gold quilt that supported the baby in the carrier. The baby was blowing raspberries and cooing to itself as it stared at him with a curious look before giggling and kicking it’s small plush toy out of the carrier. 

Marc frowned, leaning down to read the note on the baby’s lap, as the baby babbled at him reaching out to touch him as he shrunk back and read the note that had a birth certificate. Social Security and all the paperwork that a baby its age would need to travel.

The note made Marc glance from the note back to the baby as he repeated the action twice before sighing deeply “There is no way , your mine” he murmured before flipping to the next page with a full blown paternity test confirming that he was indeed the father of said baby.

He sighed as he shut the door and getting ready to call the cops to take the baby as he threw the papers down. Well as soon as the door closed , the speed and sound of the old heavy door was enough to make a loud slamming noise that apparently startled the baby as it began wailing at the top of their lungs. 

His already shitty day was much worse as it didn’t stop after 5 minutes..nor 10 mins or 15..and at 20 it did stop but , he was curious so sue him. He opened the door to find the baby sniffling as it whined for the small plush. The baby according to her birth certificate was around 4 months old , and according to the note…sent to him as a last resort. To let the little one to get to know her father, as her mother apparently (Shitty mother in Marc’s opinion) couldn’t keep her and knew she deserved better. 

So he sighed grabbing his keys to at the very least leave her at the Fire Station. Give her a chance to live a normal life with whichever family member was written on the letter. 

And he was mind made up , on the steps of the fire station when the baby babbled softly reaching out with big wide brown eyes touching his hand before giggling at his attention and fixed him with a toothy smile (as much as a 4 month old could manage). 

 Fate has a really crazy way of throwing you hurdles…for Marc it was Steven fronting as soon as the baby touched his hand. Emotionally he couldn’t handle the idea of his blood in the broken system possibly suffering just as much as he did to someone not related to her or even getting dealt a worse hand as he sighed mentally letting Steven take the reigns. So he decided to take her to a family member and ensure she was safe with said family member. 

*2 weeks later*

It was interesting that the baby had appropriate traveling documents , as he stared at the baby . He’d purchased a set of clothes for it according to age and food, it didn’t like the car. He was currently in a diner eating breakfast as the baby cooed happily in his direction …so far other than being car-sick or teething it seemed , it wasn’t a very cry crybaby. 

“Aww she’s cute , how old is she ?” Marc quirked a brow “4 months ?” he said as the waitress hummed “Oh i’ll just wait for your mama , pumpkin” she smiled booping her nose as the baby yawned stretching out to bat at her toys hanging from the handle “Oh just us , we’re heading to visit mama” he explained. 

The waitress nodded, taking his order as he stared at the baby again “Don’t go getting attached , half-pint. You're going straight back to your mom or whoever's at this address” he said firmly as the baby giggled and kicked in excitement. She babbled in excitement but not yet having the articulation to quite form cohort sentences. 

Steven was strongly against taking the baby back to her other family members or back to her own mother. He also called the baby by its name clearly looking to get attached in his opinion. 

Marc sighed distracted by his ringing phone that had Layla’s contact…ringing and eventually stopping as another voicemail found it’s way into his contacts. In the grand age of 2008 , this baby couldn’t have chosen a worse time to make their presence known. He glared wondering exactly where this baby came from , Steven had no recollection of being with someone or even getting intimate…which Marc confirmed …as Steven ..had yet to get a girlfriend. 

And Marc had only been with Layla for months…except the kidnapped…and drunken portion of the…past few months before Layla had saved him. 

…..

…..

…..

… And suddenly this small being before him made sense…clearly he’d been with someone..he’d put that together a few days ago……………..

But how the hell was he going to explain that one ? To his wife , when it’d been his fault to begin with that he’d taken and more so that ….*sigh* he didn’t have time for this.

The small little being was cute..he had to give her credit for that “Flora..what kinda name is that ?” he murmured as the baby cooed at that reaching out for him “Flora…you look more like a y/n …but i’m not keeping ya..so thats that” he sighed drinking the black coffee as she blew a raspberry his way. 

*2 months later*

He finally found the mother of the baby , he was currently trying to talk her into keeping the baby….but she ignored him and kept walking. Refusing to acknowledge him before he set the baby down “Hey i returned her ! I’m married , you psycho !” the woman quirked a brow…she was beautiful in way that was different to Marc.And it hurt Marc…for some unknown reason…well at the time…that he could see how torn she was as she squated down and caressed the baby's cheek. Cooing words of love and affection as the baby giggled , knowing the face and kindness of her mother as she reached out ..probably craving it from a lack of it in a month. He could tell that her soul was hurting as she glared at him “I can’t keep her…she’s your responsibility now.” she said firmly “You must swear that she must never been an avatar” she said softly as Marc snorted “I’m an avatar smart ass” the woman rolled her eyes “Pues si pendejo ! I’m talking about Khonshu…Khonshu has a soft spot. He has no relation to her outside of her being your daughter. My deity is related distantly …and unlike Khonshu…she will never be able to be free of mine. I do not give her to you lightly!” the woman yelled as the baby cried out at that as the woman sighed deeply. 

Her anger melting away as she picked her up briefly rocking her gently muttering a small lullaby , Marc presumed as she walked over to him “I can’t have her live my life. And i can tell her soul and heart will be kind…she will be unable to deny her birthright” she sighed softly “And as much i want to keep her and see the person she grows into…i can’t…she can’t be tied to me . I fear he’ll be able to claim her” she said softly “So take , my sweet little flor. And grow her into the strong little rose bush that she will be” she said softly as tears dripped down her cheeks “Because i know my father will , and if you want he can help..but as the current avatar until i have a child or i die..i’ll be the avatar of my god” she sniffled setting the baby into his arms. 

Marc hadn’t even realized that he was crying until the woman kissed their daughter cheek and left apologizing once again. 

*2 months later*

Marc sighed as he sat in his and Steven’s shared apartment …he let Steven front over…and so far so good. He helped from time to time…and they had the baby and were going to try and get used to her and the idea of her before bringing Layla into this…because it was a pretty fucked situation no matter how you spun it…….

And the baby just barfed on herself…sigh…whelp enough journaling for today. 

Talk to you soon , Baby Girl. 

I hope you know I love you , and even if i’m not around…and if our start together wasn’t the greatest…i love you , bud…

….My Y/n

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End Notes :

Thank you again for reading , let me know if you like it.

Here's a link to my AO3 : https://archiveofourown.org/users/Huitzilinthebudgie

And have a wonderful day or night :)

#moon knight x reader #my masterlist #jake lockley x reader #marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader #marc spector #moonknight #khonshu x reader #o.c #khonshu #BABY!READER #BABY! OC NAME

[iammyownsaviour]

moodboard: kaitlin cooper

#kaitlin is so effy stonem coded for me idk #ok but nothing new is THE cooper sisters song !! #kaitlin cooper #kaitlin cooper moodboard #kaitlincooperedit #the oc #the o.c. #the oc moodboard #theocedit #moodboard #mine: edits #my stuff #*theoc

[thedragonflycluster]

Begging people to learn what narcissistic personality disorder is (or any cluster b personality disorder) and to stop demonizing people who have it. Your abusive parent or ex doesn't have NPD. Even if they did THAT'S NOT WHAT MADE THEM ABUSIVE. The only thing that makes you abusive is... choosing to be abusive.

You're being ableist and insensitive by blaming an entire group of people for existing. Narcissistic abuse is not real. You wouldn't call it Bipolar abuse or Schizophrenic abuse. Educate yourself outside of shitty mental health tiktoks. Libraries, online studies, clinical papers as well as people sharing lived experience exist.

If you really want to be an advocate for the mentally ill, make sure where you ingest information is as credible and as non biased as possible. The moment you decide to blindly listen to strangers online about how a group of people just trying to exist in a world that already hates them is evil and cruel, you aren't an advocate. You are being fed misinformation that is truly harmful and hurts people.

From someone who is mentally ill & experienced lots of abuse, none of which was narcissistic or sociopathic, or whatever the hell else people want to call it.

People are scared to admit that people can just choose to be abusive and that it's not because of something else. Bad people also just exist, by the way. For no reason or excuse. I know that can be hard to accept but it doesn't mean you can inadvertently harm other people because of it. ☘️

#o.c #text post #sanism #cluster b #npd safe #cluster b safe #I& don't personally have any PDs btw. i just hate seeing this online so often #especially from people and spaces that claim to be advocates. if you're doing this you're part of the problem #ok I'm finished with my allotted Frustration Time.

[vanityangel]

AJ Styles confronts Jimmy Uso for disrespecting his faction mate Mia Yim and gets his shit rocked by a Solo Sikoa wearing house slides

#wrestling #wwe #wwe smackdown #jimmy uso #aj styles #solo sikoa #the bloodline #the o.c. #wweedit #my gifs #im sorry but the slides are everything about this moment to me #naruto lookin ass lmaoo

[sorrowfultales]

Urges

Summary: Connected by their divine blood, The Dark Urge meets another version of her.

Pairing: The Dark Urge/The Dark Urge

Word count: 230

AN: I first wrote this ages ago on a discord server. There are no names mentioned in this, but I wrote it with my durge Anathema and @wilchur 's durge Ezra in mind. I this incest? Selfcest? I like to call it durgecest.

She knows that her existence was as much of an accident as it was by design.

So when she dreams of others, she's not afraid. The Dark Urge was never just her, it had always been Father and his will. They're tied, intrinsic.

She exists by design, but who she is is coincidental.

Had Bhaal desired a body, she might have been born a man. Had he desired another child, she might have been human. Had he wished for his bride to be drow, elven or even githyanki, she would have been so.

So when she sees them--humans and elves and men and women and neither and both--it doesn't scare her. They exist from Father's will. Molded to be his in any way he might wish.

And when she dreams of a man--human like Father had been--she lets him come close. Wants to ask if it's the first time he’s dreamt of other Urges, but knows from his eyes that it is.

"Who are you?" he asks in a voice both strange and familiar.

She replies: "I am you." And when he raises a hand to touch her jaw, curious and eager, she adds, "Do you like it? This version of us?" She takes her own hand to his face, claws scratching at his beard. "Because I like yours, Father was inspired when he made you."

#durgecest #the dark urge #o.c: anathema #moot: wilchur #my sibling in bhaal: ezra #otp: murder of crows #my writing

[darabeatha]

#;ooc #ooc #why is it always the most godawful m.anga story ever that has nice f.aceclaims- #I SWEAR I CANT WIN!!!! EVER!!!! #AWFUL TERRIBLE!!!! if i could draw without ever getting tired i would make my own icons #i suddenly remembered why i never make o.cs my god #;dl

[mischas]

ryan playing with marissa's hand ♥╭╮♥

#theocedit #the oc #the o.c. #teendramaedit #tvedit #tvgifs #otpsource #marissa cooper #ryan atwood #ryan x marissa #* #season 3 #3x02 #my loves

[hplonesomeart]

Oop I forgot to do this yesterday, my bad 👀💧

I released a YouTube video where I talked about some of my o.c’s. I figured I might as well post them here too (since it’s better quality then the video). So here they are if anyone wants to get a better look! :D

#o.c’s #my o.c’s #original characters #RIP squad #hplonesomeart #hplonesomeart o.c’s #hp the lonesome artist #my characters #my art #drawings #fact sheets #yeee

[sulietsexual]

Spotify Wrapped Meme 2023 [Send Me A Number] No. 23 + The O.C. [Requested by Anonymous] Pretend To Be Nice ☆ Josie & The Pussycats

#the o.c. #the oc #theocedit #ocedit #seth x summer #summer x seth #sethmeredit #tvedit #mcblings #spotify meme #my gifs

[emdrawalot]

Happy valentine

#my art #drawing #doodle #sketch #illustration #my oc #o.c #ink #art #ghost oc #valentines #happy valentine's day

[huitzilinthebudgie3]

Un Dia Mal

Summary : In which we delve into the what if scenario with Marc and Y/n . What if Marc had waited…and asked Layla for help after the 3 months being gone. 

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Y/n had woken up slightly late (2 minutes after her normal time) , as she rushed to shower , brush her teeth , change for school and manage to consume some sustenance for the morning before school.

She rushed into the flat before tripping over one of Stevens pile of books with a thud and cringed at the dust that had been kicked up. She sneezed a few times as she rearranged the books into their previous jenga like tower before rushing into the kitchen. 

Where pda was on display….she made a face as she grabbed a mug for coffee and quickly served it as she turned back to find stern faces "Aww what's wrong little bug ?" She wrinkled her nose at the affectionate name "People are weird..between you guys , miguel and dana…this pda thing is gross" Layla chuckled at that kissing her forehead "Yeah , well you'll grow up eventually and have someone you'll want to kiss" She quirked a brow at that "Mother….i do not require affection…nor will i bend to the will of being bound to a mere-mortal" she said while drinking her coffee and eating some breakfast “You need to stop watching those supernatural dramas with her babe” Marc sighed. 

She felt a heavy gaze settle over her as she ignored the sensation focusing on her homework "How are your grades , kiddo ?" Marc asked as Y/n glanced up momentarily "Oh…uhh i have a 3 A's , 2 B's and one C" she said nonchalantly "That's good darling" her mom smiled "Oh…Ms.what's-her-face said she was gonna call you guys about an event or something" she said as both her parent gave her an expression that you could probably imagine.

"What about ? Do you have an F?" She glanced up with a quirked brow "No..something about cinnamon rolls? I dunno, this lady always talks to me , while i'm reading" she huffed in frustration. 

Her Dad chuckled "Honor Roll ? That's a good baby girl" he smiled "We're proud of you kiddo." She hummed "So you guys staying or you guys have to work again ?" She asked, trying to change the conversation and they stayed silent..which meant they would probably be gone again by the time she was home from school .

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Y/n sighed as she walked down the sidewalk to the bus , it was like 3 blocks from her house….but she had a 15 minute cushion. Anxiety was fun…especially when school was a long walk away . So she’d be 15 mins early to the bus stop , she sighed as she silently walked past a few buildings noting the new scenery.

New York was new for her , they'd be here for past 2 years..which in the span of her 16 years of life was short…they'd lived multiple places in the past…the longest being Los Angeles , where she picked up the subtle californian accent and slang.

New York was after London…which she had enjoyed slightly….but not a lot as her mom was now a hero…and around less lately …usually with her Dad…..and now she was being a baby.

They only started leaving her alone for extended periods of time. Assuring her it was temporary …which wasn't uncommon for her as her mom was an archeologist….and sometimes she was gone for a handful of days…to weeks..maybe a few months for her Dad…but Mom was usually gone for a few days at most .  Lately…well a year ago, It'd extended… they'd been gone 6 months …leaving the neighbors in charge ... .Miguel's Mother Conchata …. who invited her over for dinners and to hang out. Essentially adopting her temporarily.

And they'd just gotten back from a Month trip ... .a month ... .not that it bothered the practically adult teen…but it was an adjustment.

She was brought out of her thoughts by whimpering as she glanced down an alleyway sheepishly ….her instinct telling every hair on her body to stand and get the hell out of there.

Except she heard a whisper…her ears straining to hear the very faint whisper as she sighed walking a bit further in.

Her mind racing "This is some scary movie sh*t…ya idiot…" she huffed to herself "But theres a puppy in there or a dog…it's crying" she reasoned to herself pacing a bit as she walked away further to the bus stop before sighing "And …" she frowned turning around back to the alley and walking in and softly staring at the black dog…it's fur drenched in blood as 2 long gashes ran down from it's chest to it's ribs.

She frowned softly petting the damp fur "awww…it's okay……" she cooed "Well it's not okay cuz that looks bad…" she muttered to herself as she winced at the dogs whine …cuz it was a dog.

….it heard her as she winced "Oh it's okay , tis a flesh wound" she reassured …smiling faintly as a memory struct "You can probably walk it off" she said reassuringly petting the dog as it whined and growled softly. Before opening it's mouth in her lap and nuzzling something into her hand. She quirked a brow as she picked it up to look as the dog nuzzled her hand close before looking into her eyes and whining as if to communicate something. 

She hummed "Hey , i'll watch it and deliver it to your owner" she smiled softly  "And hey , if it's time …it's time. You won't hurt anymore and you can find peace and stuff " she reassured before adding "Unless………uhhhhhh…………….. you don't believe that or you're like some evil dog…" she hummed before chuckling "Or you have like unfinished business…then i guess you can haunt whoever did this to you" she smiled sheepishly noting that the poor thing had passed at the peace part as she sighed "I'll come back later and take you to the vet clinic" she smiled reassuringly petting it one last time before checking her watch and cursing as ran out of the alley way.

She cursed as she ran to the stop..and watched it pull away…not stopping as she sighed pinching her nose in frustration. And beginning the walk to the next bus that stopped a block away from her school

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Today was turning out shitty as she'd missed her bus for school. The dog was worth it…it sadly still died in an alley but…at least it had company. And she tried being …oh poor dog..she's talked its ear off !!! 

The good thing was that Miguel..her best-friend and neighbor held the door open as she ran into the building before it closed for the day. Miguel..ever the dorky nerd , he held his hand out as they walked.

 “C’mon where’s your math homework ? Did you ask your parents for help ?” she gave him a confused look “Homework ? Which class ?” Miguel fixed her with a drool look as they walked to stand in the line for the lockers room for P.E “The Algebra homework” Y/n hummed “Nah , i have a 20 point cushion from extra credit last week” she said nonchalantly as Miguel glared “En serio ?” he huffed in disbelief and disappointment. 

She shrugged “I can probably afford the 1 missing assignment “ Miguel sighed “Lunch , we are doing it before we have class. No way you're missing it , because we are going on the Honor Roll End of the semester trip!” he said firmly.

She snorted “You really think , my parents will let that happen ?” 

Miguel rolled his eyes “Sure , they're never home. They’d never know” that struck a nerve as she sighed "I guess…but they have to sign the permission slip" Miguel quirked a brow "They don't know you forge it ? Still think my mom sign" she glared "Dude , you forge your moms signature and you live with her full time" she countered as he held his hands up "Ay! Calmate! I was kidding"

*a few minutes later*

Y/n was in the middle of talking to miguel …waiting for roll call to begin when his girlfriend interuppted "Spector, you weirdo….hands bleeding " the older girl laughed as Y/n frowned before realizing that her hand was indeed bleeding as she tried recalling cutting herself so bad…it was actually dripping. 

Before recalling she had felt a sting when the dog had pushed the thing into her hand.

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The day went normally , she went to all 6 periods…studied with miguel…, his friends and his girlfriend. Who were all upperclassmen and teased her about being 'so much' younger as she rolled her eyes…she was only 3 months younger than Miguel.

Gabriel …..Miguel's little brother also hung out with them…but he was acting different with her now. They had been close once …back when Miguel had ignored and been mean to her…but it was a good close …that…..she couldn't explain it….she had tried once and it resulted in a Jake appearance…and now he acted like this…so..yeah.

So now Y/n just avoided him out of him being awkward. And that was that.

Anyways , she was currently on her way home…walking….as she'd taken the wrong bus and ended up in the complete opposite side of town.

So she sighed , walking down the road later because her dumb ass …again took the wrong bus and them tripped over her own feet.

She sighed remembering the dog…from earlier…and deciding that it would be best …to atleast take the poor thing to the vets to be cremated..but it probably cost money ..and she had like 20 from allowance cash…on her person. Assuming her parents were gone again.  She'd buy some dinner…from the taco stand by the apartment.

However….she felt bad..and poor dog had gone through enough. So she walked down the road to the alley way. She sighed handing over the money as the receptionist smiled telling her that they would call her when it’s body was ready for pick up.

She nodded before making her way home……

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Like usual….she walked home having missed her window for the taco stand…..something that probably would’ve lightened her day. She returned home to find a set of very upset parents….she was unsure how to respond and being her fathers daughter as her mother always mentioned.

She made a issue that could’ve been easily resolved with a ‘Sorry , it won’t happen again’ , placing a ‘It wasn’t my fault , there was a bus mix-up ,after study group , and then i fell and ….wait you guys are home ?! You guys didn’t text me …how was i supposed to know ! You guys aren’t ever home’ which earned her a rebuking and sent to her room. Honestly sometimes she didn’t think things through , she had failed to notice the streamers and cake set up as they called her out after her fathers and mom lectured her about talking back and paying attention.

And then they sat down , ate dinner….pizza….

…she hated pizza….she wanted and craved the bomb ass tacos from down the road….and then her parents handed her an enveloped with a black and white blob as she quirked a brow curiously glancing up from them and the blob before reality slammed down …and guess what….

“We’ll be home more , we moved work and we’ll be around for more…and we’ll spend more time with you….”

And she wasn’t paying attention as she heard a dull ringing in her ear….she felt a rush of different types of emotions…….

….Being the only kid for 16 years…comes with issues because… she had at some point begged for another sibling and she understood then and now that it had been hard for her parents even more because of her for some reason. Her mother always told her that she was and had been a unexpected blessing..so she’d always assumed it ended there. And now…NOW after 16 years they finally decided it was time…or fate whatever higher being ?!!!!

Not only that but , her whole life they’d moved , wandered and explored ….hell after school became worrisome they’d left her in the Americas  continue her education. So they weren’t willing to stop for her…but for this tiny little thing that wasn’t even existent….

She hadn’t even realized she’d gone to her room , nor the knocking on her door until the annoying bird that was a constant in her life sat on her bed. He always gave her strangely violent advice like …Jake but…more sagely.

He was currently staring at her as she sighed deeply “I fucked up , huh big bird?” she murmured.

“It’s not set in stone , little worm. You’d be surprised…what one word can do” she sniffled at that as tears welled up in her eyes “Why can’t i do shit right” she huffed wiping her eyes angrily “Sometimes i wonder if life would be easier for them without me…” she murmured as she shuffled to lean against the old birds legs as he patted her head in a affectionate pet kind of way “I assure you it wouldn’t” she snorted “How do you know..oh great spirit guide” she huffed “I just get in the way….i bet there wasn’t even a party with me. They were probably like ‘oh shit…one escaped the condom’ “ she huffed as the bird made a distressed noise “You are -something else , little bug” she shrugged “Normals boring…tried it when i was born…didn’t like it……” she chuckled as the bird smiled “Now wake up” she jolted up in her bed half asleep as she glanced around in pain as she stared at the wound on her palm from the dogs necklace….before screaming at the giant glowing canary eyes……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

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Have a wonderful Day/Night !!!!!!!!! :) :)

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[comfortfoodcontent]

Was recently thinking of the question of

"If you could only watch 10 tv shows the rest of your life, what would you pick?"

And my usual list has rarely changed over the years, but I thought on it and realized 30 Rock absolutely has to be in there. It wasnt a clear choice in my mind but me and my wife usually end up rewatching it once a year or so, and well it snuck up on me. The Top 5 for me here is an in order lock, that will most likely never change the rest of my life. The bottom 5 has moved and shifted a bunch over the years but I also don't see that changing anytime soon either.

Anyways, that's me. What's yours?

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