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i-like-swiss-cheese · 3 months
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Hi i am not going into anon cause frankly i won't. I just wanted to let you know that deleting every single reblog that led to my comment and letting all your rage into the tags was funny as hell. Definitely taking that advice also i don't wear socks i just put my basket on and go do my things. Have a nice day. Try to learn other cultures before screaming on every rooftop but sinfe you are from USA it's ok. Have a nice day mate. The rest of your message was dead on right i just didn't like that minor detail. I will block you now. Byyye.
you are mad at me for... assuming that people wear socks?
imma be honest with you cheif,
whar?
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schadentekkers · 4 months
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temporal-mechanic · 10 months
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❛ i feel safe with you. ❜
it's been a long, disappointing day for these two. rain spoiled their park plans, and they found out mr. johnson's store is getting bought over by some fatcat and will be turned into another starbucks or some front for a nepo baby to pretend they're actually contributing something to the world. and then there was a run-in with the unholy trinity - at least august wasn't there for that, and at least they chose to use their words today.
not that it makes better. you can't lick words clean.
august is curled up at this wild boy's side while pattering rain turns the abandoned attic into the inside of a steel drum, flicking through the worn pages of a book someone left behind at the diner many moons ago. it's about the price of freedom, or at least they think it is. they've discussed it many times. select phrases are whispered here and there by the child, even though they could shut their eyes and still know the story. at some point conrad does just that. drifts away, to that place where he forgets himself and all the others, until gentle assurances lead him back to where it's warm and cozy. august must've sensed his worry - maybe he was talking in his sleep.
he draws out a watery intake of breath. "i hope that's true," he says in a small voice. then shakes his head, reproaching himself, and shifts onto his back so he can count the cobwebs in the ceiling again. he can't let them make a doubter of him. he just wishes he knew how to know himself better than he does now.
"can you read to me?"
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pyreshe · 1 year
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another thing abt the young a.vengers verse that gets me; there's an instance where livvy ends up staying a night or two at the k.aplan house. billy and tommy aren't crazy about it for separate reasons- tommy isn't sure they'll be able to take care of her ( she's selectively mute, needs things to be a certain way to be comfortable, how will they calm her down if she has a nightmare? do they know what she likes to eat? ) and billy is not exactly psyched about leaving a child with VERY destructive powers and a history of killing in cold blood with his very human and mostly defenseless parents.
it's fine though. the k.aplans are gentle and patient with her and livvy actually really enjoys hanging out with them. when they leave she's so excited as she holds out her little whiteboard she uses to communicate to tommy and it reads that mrs. k.aplan even read her a bedtime story 🥺
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a-drama-addict · 1 year
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hands you Big Cuddly Qunari Bonk
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bornetoblood · 2 years
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Probably won’t be able to draw tonight but il thinking a lot about Maria and Adeline...
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ursie · 2 years
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Valdangelo
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agender-john · 2 years
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Choccy n malk for da soul
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maschotch · 2 years
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grailwishes · 2 years
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˗ ˋ  💖    RE ›› seal13 * guinevere     ﹕   THUS FROM MY LIPS‚ 𝐁𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒‚ MY SINS ARE PURGED    !
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itsashowtime · 2 years
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pyreshe · 2 years
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judging people IS a love language,
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hellfcllowed · 2 years
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i made a poor little meow meow oc who is just a biologist that was visiting family in the whitetails... Sawyer from the Blackfeet tribe, he grew up on the rez but moved to get a degree in wildlife biology to come back home and put his knowledge to good use.
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