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#this is draft 2 btw
p2ii · 6 months
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yall im not even kidding we couldve had it all
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mothcpu · 11 months
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absolution
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dalkyum · 4 months
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hard carry ꕤ 240101
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khaotunq · 2 months
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TYPECAST: First Kanaphan edition
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kaiserouo · 1 month
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Fine Dining
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cheerscafe · 1 month
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Moodboard for when you and that peach-haired asshole see each other across oyakata-sama’s estate
Feel free to use the image I made <3
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starlightsuncrow · 4 months
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How do you think the commander react knowing someone did collect their ashes and said ashes are used for a banner, which you can craft mh? I wonder :3c
"How do you even act , knowing , seeing yourself in a box. You are alive, you died. What would you do."
Like!!!! Momo holding the urn in his shaky hands he's trying so hard to hide it? Frozen fingers gripping the vase? How much can he stay collected in front of others, before the mask drops?
Because it will drop. He will let it drop the moment he's out of sight? yeah. Back to a wall, hidden somewhere and even there he will try damn hard to not. let . it . go.
"Are the ashes that young naive sylvari? Are the ashes the Commander ? Are the ashes Caoimhe? are the ashes...himself? Should Cardamomo mourn that sweet sapling who died alone, should he mourn himself.? Should he? When he's alive?"
I have so many thoughts about those ashes.
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gothic-mothic · 9 months
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Your Narrator design reminds me of a father figure in some ways, maybe is the body for him (/pos)
Reminds me of my own father, I'll gladly hug your Narrator and never let go XD
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Dr Coomer voice: HELP ME GORDON !!
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jovenshires · 3 months
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shayne & the shayne simp squad 💪
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eudico-my-beloved · 4 months
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save me time traveling lesbian android with infinite copies of herself. time traveling lesbian android with infinite copies of herself save me. time traveling lesbian android with infinite copies of herself
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testing-reblogs · 1 month
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Hiiii I made a core picrew if u wanna check that out I think that would be super cool <3
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hoarder-of-dragons · 6 months
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Crowley: Now I know this is all sudden and you can say no if you want- Aziraphale: Yes Crowley: No angel listen, I know it's been a short while since Armageddont and I know you really aren't for risks but- Aziraphale: Crowley yes for heavens sake! Crowley: Angel are you really sure Aziraphale: FOR MY OWN SAKE CROWLEY YES I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU TO ASK FOR CENTURIES Crowley: You been... waiting for me to ask you to drive the Bentley Aziraphale:
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mira-blue · 11 months
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i am stepping up to defend abigail roberts marston with my whole heart because i am SO tired of people saying that she was 'the second rat' the whole time. abigail didn't even want to desperately leave the gang until after hosea was shot, and yet she didn't even do that. if she was a rat she could have so easily taken jack and slipped away once things fell apart, seeking protection from the pinkertons - a truly traitorous abigail would have had NO reason to stick around. also, you're telling me abigail roberts marston - the same abigail who begged arthur to look for john on those snowy mountains at the start of it all, the same abigail who broke down in tears when she thought she lost him for good, the same abigail who never quite gave up on him, and the same abigail who died three years after john did because his loss was the straw that broke the camel's back - you're telling me that abigail would have gone ahead and purposely put him in the slightest bit of danger by telling the pinkertons about ANYTHING he was involved in? you're telling me she told them about the saint denis bank robbery, let them take him into a fort of a prison, then - once again - have to beg to have him saved? WHAT. not to mention the fact that though there were gang members she did not get along with, there were also many she did love and care about that weren't john that she never would have dreamed of harming. in short, leave abigail ALONE!!!!
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moth-tea-merchant · 4 months
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Cannot stop thinking about the relationship between Peitha and Heitor. Peitha is insistent on getting her to join her side, yet when Arina tells her it won't work she says she knows. Yet even when we finally confront Heitor, Peitha attempts to reason with her, get her to join her in this rebellion. Yet Heitor refuses and attacks. And after she's dead Peitha talks about how there is a world where she joined her, where Heitor stood by her side.
Ramses tells us that Peitha and Heitor grew up together, that they fought together, survived together. He also tells us how, while Peitha doesn't show it, every death piles on her shoulders.
When you leave the tower and talk to her she tells you how her mind if far from clear. And when you stop to think of it Peitha could very much feel alone in her rebellion. Her brothers are dead, she knew they would never join her, but maybe there is a world where they were better, where they resisted Eparch as she did and joined her. But that's not this world, and they were never close to her. But Heitor? Heitor was.
Peitha knows they need strong people to help them with this war, and Peitha knew Heitor was strong, And Heitor knew Peitha was strong. They both knew they could survive. Peitha knows that she's strong enough to do what her mentor couldn't, Peitha isn't afraid to stand against Eparch, but Heitor was and that was her downfall. Peitha tells us that she could see that Heitor died afraid, that we did her a service in the end.
Peitha is alone, no one from her life before this rebellion is with her. Her mentor is dead, we hear from her how she wasn't strong enough then to save him, but how now she is and how she thinks about a world where she could have saved him. Peitha talks of the different realities she's seen in the mists, how often does she think about the different realities where things went her way, where she wasn't so alone in this?
This is the shit that eats me up and for as short as the new chapter was it's left me with so much to think about with Peitha's character.
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ahamkara-apologist · 15 days
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What's a fact and/or headcanon for Osiris that you wanna share with the class
ough this is something quick and easy i can pass out without needing to draft a wholeass essay on it, i'll bite
Osiris has OCD, that we can extrapolate from canon, but one of the intrusive thoughts he must have suffered from with was not picking up or holding any small animals/children for fear of accidentally crushing or burning them if he lost control. He never would, ofc, but the nature of intrusive thoughts is basically that your brain goes 'hey wouldn't it be fucked up if this thing happens' and then shows it to you in explicit gory detail, so logic hardly matters there. Sagira was one of the few small living beings that he had no problem with grabbing because the fact that she was his soulbonded partner + mechanical in nature meant that him accidentally hurting her was nigh-zero. Even his own paranoia couldn't convince him otherwise
I like to think that as of late, he's begun to work on getting more confident about this with Saint and Misraaks- holding pigeons, letting Eliksni children climb up onto his shoulders, petting cats. But it's something that he's only just now beginning to let go of, and it's not because he's lost his Light- it's because hes learning to trust that when others say they have faith in him, its because they have a legitimate reason for it
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fatuismooches · 8 months
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*flops out of sewer*
I noticed a couple of posts where Dottore holds onto stuff from fragile reader and I thought what if he has a locked drawer in his office where he's keeps littles trinkets or stuff from reader and looks at it whenever he's stuck on something or not in the best of moods and one day when reader is in his office they discover it. ahhh fluff fluff ( *pulls out angst* and reader starts crying because they didn't think their stuff is good enough for Dottore to see and that's why it was in the rubbish in the first place. hehehe ) fluffy fluff.
Ok. Have a lovely day smooches!
* flops back into sewer *
-Jellofish Anon
SOBBING RN NO ONE SPEAK TO ME... I saw your other ask referencing if fragile reader drew/made some kind of art but it comes out poorly due to their illness too and I just. CANT HANDLE THIS OH MY GOD. THIS MADE MY TEENY HEART HURT SO BAD. A part of you always wondered what he did with your little things... this was Dottore after all you couldn't always tell what he'd do. Especially since your creations weren't of much material or scientific value. You just hoped that in the instance you gave it to him, he was happy, nothing more. But clearly, you underestimated your husband... you didn't know he looks at your poorly made artwork when he's frustrated with his research, or fiddles with your not-so-well-constructed accessories when he's no step closer to finding a cure. You didn't know he thinks about you and what you're doing right now when he's stuck signing paperwork. Sigh...
You didn't mean to snoop around his office. The segments said he'd be there, but he wasn't. So you thought you'd just wait around a bit to see if he'd show up. And what better to occupy yourself by sitting in Dottore's large spinning chair and getting comfy. Even his coat was hanging there! But then you noticed that one of his drawers was the tiniest bit open, which surprised you as he always kept that one particularly locked. You never cared much about it because you presumed it was just important Fatui or research materials. But now that it was opened, right in front of your fingertips... you just had a feeling that you needed to know. And what was revealed to you was no confidential Fatui matter. No top-secret experiment. It was... merely the small gifts and trinkets you gave him on a whim. You swear, some of these were trashed in the bin, that you never showed to him too. Nothing fancy... and nothing very nice since your shaky hands weren't good enough for that. And that drawer was LONG. You kept sticking your hand in it and pulling out more folded pieces of paper. And what did you know, he also still had some things from hundreds of years ago that you made, these ones better quality since you weren't sick. Or letters you wrote to him, clearly worn but still recognizable. To think all of this was kept right in his desk... The revelation immediately started your tears. Dottore cared more than he would ever let on or show. Of course he did.
You tried your best to place the items back just as you had found them but your blurry eyes made it hard and eventually you just shoved them into the drawer. Hopefully he wouldn't open it up for a while, but he'd know it was you whenever he did. You just ran to your room and cried for a bit, both happy and sad that he actually liked your stuff enough to keep 🚶‍♀️ (He found out on the same day and came to your room to find you sleeping, and tucked you in once he saw your face)
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